WARNING! THIS IS SLASH (A ROMANCE STORY OF M/M PAIRING NATURE.)! IF THIS
MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE, STOP NOW.
Chapter 1
It was the end of a Friday afternoon and Harry was just finishing his double potions class with the Slytherins. Snape had announced the homework and everyone was packing up their belongings. Before Harry could step out of the dungeons, he felt a shot of sparks on his neck, immediately followed by an oh so familiar voice.
"Potter! Duel! Now." yelled Draco Malfoy in his drawling voice.
"Not now Malfoy, I'm really not in the mood." Harry had had a long day and there was still Quiddtich practice to look forward too. But Malfoy would hear nothing of it. He shot an Expellarimius spell at Harry, but narrowly missed him. This was too much for Harry to stand.
"So you want to play that game do you??" Harry shot one a jelly legs jinx at Malfoy but unfortunately it hit Goyle's face instead, which immediately turned wobbly. Goyle ran off to the Infirmary wing, followed closely by Crabbe.
"Oh, so close Potter, yet so far." Malfoy said lazily. Before the words were out of his mouth, curses and jinxes came from all directions. Ron and Hermione could not stand this much. But Malfoy was quicker. He immediately shot off the counter curses, and was left unharmed. He then muttered words that were unclear to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and a blue jet streamed out of his wand. It hit Harry squarely in the forehead.
"OW! What the hell did you do to me Malfoy!!" Harry screamed in the direction of Malfoy. "I'm blind! I can't see anything!" He scrambled about for a moment before he could find anyone who would help him. He came upon Hermione first.
"Oh, Harry, I just read about a curse like this. It renders the receiver blind for about three hours. I'm so sorry, I haven't found the counter curse yet." Hermione tried to comfort Harry with her unending source of knowledge.
"Great, now I won't be able to see for half of Quiddtich practice." Harry moaned.
"Serves you right Potter, you should consider doing some catching up on all the modern curses they're coming up with." Malfoy laughed as he strode down the hall with a group of swooning Slytherin girls behind him. Hermione and Ron helped Harry back up to Gryffindor tower. What they didn't know was that Malfoy had more in mind than just blinding Harry.
"Harry, if it's the last thing I do, I will get Malfoy for all that he's done to you, and me," Ron mumbled these last words under his breath.
"Don't worry Ron, Malfoy's going to get a serious beating when I can see again." Harry spat with malice. Hermione quickly interjected before they could get out any more horrible things about Malfoy.
"Harry," she said cutting off Ron with another round of hate for Malfoy, "do you want to come down to dinner or would you like Ron and I to bring you up something?"
"Oh, I hadn't thought of that. Why don't you bring me some bread or something light. I don't want to be too full for Quiddtich practice later."
"No problem Harry." Ron said with a smile. "Would you like some pumpkin juice as well?"
"Sure." With that, Hermione and Ron headed out through the portrait hole down to the great hall. Harry sat by the fire thinking about his lessons from the day until they returned.
"We brought you some bread, a bit of chicken pie, and a flask of pumpkin juice." Hermione said cheerily.
"Thanks. I better get down to the Quiddtich pitch… Could I have a little help?" Harry asked.
"Oh, yea. I'll help. I'm sure you have loads of homework to catch up on Hermione." Ron said slyly.
"I could say the same for you." Hermione shot back at him. "I've been finished for an hour. I'll take Harry to practice."
"Do you think I'll be able to see by the time we get there?" Harry questioned.
"You should, but I'm not completely sure. Come on, let's get a move on." Hermione pulled Harry out of the portrait hole and out onto the grounds.
Chapter 1
It was the end of a Friday afternoon and Harry was just finishing his double potions class with the Slytherins. Snape had announced the homework and everyone was packing up their belongings. Before Harry could step out of the dungeons, he felt a shot of sparks on his neck, immediately followed by an oh so familiar voice.
"Potter! Duel! Now." yelled Draco Malfoy in his drawling voice.
"Not now Malfoy, I'm really not in the mood." Harry had had a long day and there was still Quiddtich practice to look forward too. But Malfoy would hear nothing of it. He shot an Expellarimius spell at Harry, but narrowly missed him. This was too much for Harry to stand.
"So you want to play that game do you??" Harry shot one a jelly legs jinx at Malfoy but unfortunately it hit Goyle's face instead, which immediately turned wobbly. Goyle ran off to the Infirmary wing, followed closely by Crabbe.
"Oh, so close Potter, yet so far." Malfoy said lazily. Before the words were out of his mouth, curses and jinxes came from all directions. Ron and Hermione could not stand this much. But Malfoy was quicker. He immediately shot off the counter curses, and was left unharmed. He then muttered words that were unclear to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, and a blue jet streamed out of his wand. It hit Harry squarely in the forehead.
"OW! What the hell did you do to me Malfoy!!" Harry screamed in the direction of Malfoy. "I'm blind! I can't see anything!" He scrambled about for a moment before he could find anyone who would help him. He came upon Hermione first.
"Oh, Harry, I just read about a curse like this. It renders the receiver blind for about three hours. I'm so sorry, I haven't found the counter curse yet." Hermione tried to comfort Harry with her unending source of knowledge.
"Great, now I won't be able to see for half of Quiddtich practice." Harry moaned.
"Serves you right Potter, you should consider doing some catching up on all the modern curses they're coming up with." Malfoy laughed as he strode down the hall with a group of swooning Slytherin girls behind him. Hermione and Ron helped Harry back up to Gryffindor tower. What they didn't know was that Malfoy had more in mind than just blinding Harry.
"Harry, if it's the last thing I do, I will get Malfoy for all that he's done to you, and me," Ron mumbled these last words under his breath.
"Don't worry Ron, Malfoy's going to get a serious beating when I can see again." Harry spat with malice. Hermione quickly interjected before they could get out any more horrible things about Malfoy.
"Harry," she said cutting off Ron with another round of hate for Malfoy, "do you want to come down to dinner or would you like Ron and I to bring you up something?"
"Oh, I hadn't thought of that. Why don't you bring me some bread or something light. I don't want to be too full for Quiddtich practice later."
"No problem Harry." Ron said with a smile. "Would you like some pumpkin juice as well?"
"Sure." With that, Hermione and Ron headed out through the portrait hole down to the great hall. Harry sat by the fire thinking about his lessons from the day until they returned.
"We brought you some bread, a bit of chicken pie, and a flask of pumpkin juice." Hermione said cheerily.
"Thanks. I better get down to the Quiddtich pitch… Could I have a little help?" Harry asked.
"Oh, yea. I'll help. I'm sure you have loads of homework to catch up on Hermione." Ron said slyly.
"I could say the same for you." Hermione shot back at him. "I've been finished for an hour. I'll take Harry to practice."
"Do you think I'll be able to see by the time we get there?" Harry questioned.
"You should, but I'm not completely sure. Come on, let's get a move on." Hermione pulled Harry out of the portrait hole and out onto the grounds.