Ahem, threats and promises aside, here is the sequal!
"To be or not to be, that is the question…"
He managed to tune out, the fact that Hermoine and Ama were at the moment trying to outdo each other in a Shakespeare quoting competition showed the depths that they were falling to, Hermoine shouldn't have agreed to stay for the holidays, to 'keep Ama and Harry Company' it was Christmas, she should have gone to her family. Even Ron had gone.
Ama and he had stayed, she had laughed about it but he'd read the melancholy in those purple eyes. He could remember the statement without any difficulty.
' it's different for us Harry, you don't have a family worth mentioning, and mine isn't mentioned if people can help it'
The laughter had been brittle, her eyes had been watching Draco a table and half the hall away. He didn't sit with them at meals, that sort of inter house mingling just wasn't the done thing. The fact that they shared a bedroom most nights didn't seem to come into it, Draco had been willing to face down the entire school for her, and now it seemed he was trying to slip like quick sliver back into his earlier place.
He had the idea that the Slytherin was going to find out soon that he was now a square peg, and trying to fit into his round hole was soon going to become more and more uncomfortable. But for now he and Ama were here, with Hermoine, who it seemed had run out of quotes and was suggesting another game.
Ama looked restless, he watched her shake her head and walk across the common room to the window, the sun was setting, then he realised, two days after Christmas, the December full moon. Standing he walked to the silent silver haired girl who had stormed into their lives at the beginning of September.
" It won't be so bad, we know the drill"
She turned to look at him, her eyes were less bruised but they still held that aura of pain. He suspected that time would dim it, but it would never be erased, her mouth quirked a little at the corners and she wrapped her arms around her waist.
"I know, I was just, thinking"
He let his eyebrows drift up in question, but he wasn't surprised. At night she would excuse her preoccupation with the excuse that she was counting the stars, it was times like these that he understood Hermoines muttered threats against Malfoy, there, he was calling him Malfoy in his head again. Keeping mental distance. His eyebrow trick had gotten a response again, he'd copied it from professor Snape, the answers he got out of his Niece were amazing.
"I'm worried Harry, I'm eighteen on twelfth night"
Nodding he let her know that he was still listening, she was going to have a birthday, which was nice, now he had a date December 31st but he had an idea that this was going to be an important fact.
"I reached sexual maturity as a human on my thirteenth birthday, it pulled me into the first full change of my life"
He nodded again, he had the idea that she was giving him a background for a reason.
"I had my first experience of sex when I was a child so the first and second point of change had occurred the wrong way around, there are three changes according to my mother"
Feeling his eyes open wide he kept his mouth shut, her mother, Snape's sister, both of them had been experiments, which left him with some interesting suppositions.
"The third will be my sexual maturity as a Draco Malyfantus, on my eighteenth birthday"
"To be or not to be, that is the question…"
He managed to tune out, the fact that Hermoine and Ama were at the moment trying to outdo each other in a Shakespeare quoting competition showed the depths that they were falling to, Hermoine shouldn't have agreed to stay for the holidays, to 'keep Ama and Harry Company' it was Christmas, she should have gone to her family. Even Ron had gone.
Ama and he had stayed, she had laughed about it but he'd read the melancholy in those purple eyes. He could remember the statement without any difficulty.
' it's different for us Harry, you don't have a family worth mentioning, and mine isn't mentioned if people can help it'
The laughter had been brittle, her eyes had been watching Draco a table and half the hall away. He didn't sit with them at meals, that sort of inter house mingling just wasn't the done thing. The fact that they shared a bedroom most nights didn't seem to come into it, Draco had been willing to face down the entire school for her, and now it seemed he was trying to slip like quick sliver back into his earlier place.
He had the idea that the Slytherin was going to find out soon that he was now a square peg, and trying to fit into his round hole was soon going to become more and more uncomfortable. But for now he and Ama were here, with Hermoine, who it seemed had run out of quotes and was suggesting another game.
Ama looked restless, he watched her shake her head and walk across the common room to the window, the sun was setting, then he realised, two days after Christmas, the December full moon. Standing he walked to the silent silver haired girl who had stormed into their lives at the beginning of September.
" It won't be so bad, we know the drill"
She turned to look at him, her eyes were less bruised but they still held that aura of pain. He suspected that time would dim it, but it would never be erased, her mouth quirked a little at the corners and she wrapped her arms around her waist.
"I know, I was just, thinking"
He let his eyebrows drift up in question, but he wasn't surprised. At night she would excuse her preoccupation with the excuse that she was counting the stars, it was times like these that he understood Hermoines muttered threats against Malfoy, there, he was calling him Malfoy in his head again. Keeping mental distance. His eyebrow trick had gotten a response again, he'd copied it from professor Snape, the answers he got out of his Niece were amazing.
"I'm worried Harry, I'm eighteen on twelfth night"
Nodding he let her know that he was still listening, she was going to have a birthday, which was nice, now he had a date December 31st but he had an idea that this was going to be an important fact.
"I reached sexual maturity as a human on my thirteenth birthday, it pulled me into the first full change of my life"
He nodded again, he had the idea that she was giving him a background for a reason.
"I had my first experience of sex when I was a child so the first and second point of change had occurred the wrong way around, there are three changes according to my mother"
Feeling his eyes open wide he kept his mouth shut, her mother, Snape's sister, both of them had been experiments, which left him with some interesting suppositions.
"The third will be my sexual maturity as a Draco Malyfantus, on my eighteenth birthday"