Summary: An accident in potions causes an unexpected turn in several lives. Rated R for langauge, possible violence, and later sex. D/H, D/R, D/D.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters and places. Those were J. K. Rowling's geniuses.
Double Harry's Trouble
Chapter One
Harry sat at breakfast in the Great Hall considering his options. He was half way through his sixth year at Hogwarts and had never been in a real relationship (Cho Chang doesn't count, 'cause feeling nauseous whenever you are around your so-called girlfriend doesn't qualify as a real relationship). No, Harry wanted someone he could feel comfortable around, someone he could talk to, someone who understood and accepted him as a person and didn't praise him as the Boy-Who-Lived.
He lifted his eyes from his plate and carefully scanned the girls of Gryffindor. Anyone from a different house would be too disloyal to his own.
There was Hermione, but he loved her as a sister. Besides, she was now with Cho. Apparently, she cries a lot less when she's around other girls.
Ginny he could probably get, but she was Ron's little sister and it just seemed wrong to him.
Lavender was too girlie.
Parvati was crazy, and not in a good way.
Katie was dating Oliver Wood, who was now graduated.
Alicia was too demanding.
And everyone else was completely out of the question. So Harry didn't have much to work with. But he Finally decided that his loneliness could wait until he found the right person. He had lived this long without someone to love, what's a little longer?
Sulking, Harry rose from his seat and slowly made his way to the library for silence. The only people there was some Ravenclaw in the far corner and Draco Malfoy who was quietly reading.
Harry picked a random book off of one of the many shelves, sat down, and pretended to read while deep in thought.
Ever since the death of Sirius he had felt more alone than he ever had. Harry felt that he should have been able to prevent his godfather from going through the veil. Harry blamed himself and was convinced that he let everyone down by not defeating Voldemort when he had the chance. After what took place at the Ministry Harry began to distance himself from from even his closest friends. Slowly, they formed lives where they were still friends with Harry, but their lives didn't revolve around Harry and Voldemort. Hermione now spent all of her time either studying or with Cho. Ron was dating some fifth year and spent a lot of his time practicing Quidditch. Harry became severely depressed due to his lack of friends and family. All he needed was something to fill the hole in his heart.
"Simple Mothering Charms for the Pregnant Teen Witch? Why the hell are you reading that, Potter?" came a voice from behind Harry. He spun around to come face to face with Malfoy.
"Go fuck yourself," Harry replied.
Malfoy sat down opposite of him and stared disgustedly at Harry. "I bet it was Granger. You two always did seem a bit too chummy."
Harry glared at him. "I didn't get anyone pregnant, Malfoy. Now do me a favor, and get the hell away from me."
"I don't do favor for anyone. Especially you," said Malfoy defiantly.
"What do you want, Malfoy?"
"I have a proposition for you."
"Why would I do anything for you, I hate you."
"Likewise. But Pansy won't leave me alone. It's like everywhere I turn she's there drooling. There is one other person she fancies, the only problem is that he's in Gryffindor. That's why I need your help. If we can set them up, maybe I will finally be free of that wench."
Harry thought back to all those times in the Great Hall that she clung to an annoyed Malfoy and tried not to laugh. "Again I pose the question, why would I do anything for you?"
Draco smirked. "I happen to know that you aren't doing too well in Potions. We both know that I'm the best student in the class. I could tutor you."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, who is it that Parkinson wants?"
Malfoy's look of disgust returned. "Longbottom. I'm am so better than that poor excuse for a pureblood," he said, trying to defend himself.
Harry let out a snigger.
"It's not funny," Malfoy all but shouted.
"Do you realized the after you discard Parkinson, nobody will want you anymore. You'll be sad and lonely in your pathetic excuse for a life. Only your sexual diseases stick with you."
"For you information, Pansy isn't the only person I could have. There are several others just waiting to be used by this Sex God. And I have no diseases, thank you very much. You're just mad that you got some mudblood pregnant, and I have yet to be that stupid." Malfoy stood up and left the library.
"I didn't get anyone pregnant!" Harry yelled after him. From the corner, the Raverclaw looked up in astonishment.
Harry stormed out of the library in a rage. Why had he agreed to help the git? Because for a second he seemed almost human, then I had to go a fuck it up by being a jackass. Harry was confused as to why Malfoy was being mildly civil to him.
Whatever the case, Harry would help Malfoy. His grade in Potions was, after all, terrible. Some tutoring wouldn't hurt... unless your torture was Draco Malfoy.
The only problem was, how to go about getting Neville to date anyone, let alone a Slytherin. He was simply too shy for that. And it was common knowledge that he liked Ginny Weasley.
When Harry stepped into his dormitory, one of the school owls was waiting for him with a note attached to it's leg.
Potter,
Tutoring will begin after Pansy is set up. Meet me at eight in the Asronomy Tower for planning.
DM
Harry shoved the letter in his pocket.
"And so the fun begins..."
A/N: I know that there are people waiting for updates on different stories, but I'm kind of having writers block on those at the moment. Then I had this great idea. I'm not going to tell you because that would give too much away. But please review and tell me what you think about it and what you think should happen. If you don't I'll cry. Sniff
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters and places. Those were J. K. Rowling's geniuses.
Double Harry's Trouble
Chapter One
Harry sat at breakfast in the Great Hall considering his options. He was half way through his sixth year at Hogwarts and had never been in a real relationship (Cho Chang doesn't count, 'cause feeling nauseous whenever you are around your so-called girlfriend doesn't qualify as a real relationship). No, Harry wanted someone he could feel comfortable around, someone he could talk to, someone who understood and accepted him as a person and didn't praise him as the Boy-Who-Lived.
He lifted his eyes from his plate and carefully scanned the girls of Gryffindor. Anyone from a different house would be too disloyal to his own.
There was Hermione, but he loved her as a sister. Besides, she was now with Cho. Apparently, she cries a lot less when she's around other girls.
Ginny he could probably get, but she was Ron's little sister and it just seemed wrong to him.
Lavender was too girlie.
Parvati was crazy, and not in a good way.
Katie was dating Oliver Wood, who was now graduated.
Alicia was too demanding.
And everyone else was completely out of the question. So Harry didn't have much to work with. But he Finally decided that his loneliness could wait until he found the right person. He had lived this long without someone to love, what's a little longer?
Sulking, Harry rose from his seat and slowly made his way to the library for silence. The only people there was some Ravenclaw in the far corner and Draco Malfoy who was quietly reading.
Harry picked a random book off of one of the many shelves, sat down, and pretended to read while deep in thought.
Ever since the death of Sirius he had felt more alone than he ever had. Harry felt that he should have been able to prevent his godfather from going through the veil. Harry blamed himself and was convinced that he let everyone down by not defeating Voldemort when he had the chance. After what took place at the Ministry Harry began to distance himself from from even his closest friends. Slowly, they formed lives where they were still friends with Harry, but their lives didn't revolve around Harry and Voldemort. Hermione now spent all of her time either studying or with Cho. Ron was dating some fifth year and spent a lot of his time practicing Quidditch. Harry became severely depressed due to his lack of friends and family. All he needed was something to fill the hole in his heart.
"Simple Mothering Charms for the Pregnant Teen Witch? Why the hell are you reading that, Potter?" came a voice from behind Harry. He spun around to come face to face with Malfoy.
"Go fuck yourself," Harry replied.
Malfoy sat down opposite of him and stared disgustedly at Harry. "I bet it was Granger. You two always did seem a bit too chummy."
Harry glared at him. "I didn't get anyone pregnant, Malfoy. Now do me a favor, and get the hell away from me."
"I don't do favor for anyone. Especially you," said Malfoy defiantly.
"What do you want, Malfoy?"
"I have a proposition for you."
"Why would I do anything for you, I hate you."
"Likewise. But Pansy won't leave me alone. It's like everywhere I turn she's there drooling. There is one other person she fancies, the only problem is that he's in Gryffindor. That's why I need your help. If we can set them up, maybe I will finally be free of that wench."
Harry thought back to all those times in the Great Hall that she clung to an annoyed Malfoy and tried not to laugh. "Again I pose the question, why would I do anything for you?"
Draco smirked. "I happen to know that you aren't doing too well in Potions. We both know that I'm the best student in the class. I could tutor you."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Fine, who is it that Parkinson wants?"
Malfoy's look of disgust returned. "Longbottom. I'm am so better than that poor excuse for a pureblood," he said, trying to defend himself.
Harry let out a snigger.
"It's not funny," Malfoy all but shouted.
"Do you realized the after you discard Parkinson, nobody will want you anymore. You'll be sad and lonely in your pathetic excuse for a life. Only your sexual diseases stick with you."
"For you information, Pansy isn't the only person I could have. There are several others just waiting to be used by this Sex God. And I have no diseases, thank you very much. You're just mad that you got some mudblood pregnant, and I have yet to be that stupid." Malfoy stood up and left the library.
"I didn't get anyone pregnant!" Harry yelled after him. From the corner, the Raverclaw looked up in astonishment.
Harry stormed out of the library in a rage. Why had he agreed to help the git? Because for a second he seemed almost human, then I had to go a fuck it up by being a jackass. Harry was confused as to why Malfoy was being mildly civil to him.
Whatever the case, Harry would help Malfoy. His grade in Potions was, after all, terrible. Some tutoring wouldn't hurt... unless your torture was Draco Malfoy.
The only problem was, how to go about getting Neville to date anyone, let alone a Slytherin. He was simply too shy for that. And it was common knowledge that he liked Ginny Weasley.
When Harry stepped into his dormitory, one of the school owls was waiting for him with a note attached to it's leg.
Potter,
Tutoring will begin after Pansy is set up. Meet me at eight in the Asronomy Tower for planning.
DM
Harry shoved the letter in his pocket.
"And so the fun begins..."
A/N: I know that there are people waiting for updates on different stories, but I'm kind of having writers block on those at the moment. Then I had this great idea. I'm not going to tell you because that would give too much away. But please review and tell me what you think about it and what you think should happen. If you don't I'll cry. Sniff