I honestly suggest that you've read my three other Harry Potter stories, 'Christmas Gifts', 'New Year's surprises' and 'Valentines confessions' before you start on this early Easter fic. I hope you all enjoy it and remember to comment.
Easter Mysteries…
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I would not leave you in times of trouble,
We never could have come this far,
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times,
I'll take you just the way you are…
'Just the way you are' by Billy Joel
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Traitor.
The word was being used often in the dungeons of the Slytherin homeroom, especially of late. Three months now. That was how long it had been since they had found a traitor amongst them, one of the most unlikely people as well.
Draco Malfoy.
The possibly most Slytherin of them all had turned against them, for their worst enemy. Harry Potter. He had confessed that he loved the other boy, and then had almost broken it off with him at the same time. At this point the Slytherin's were ready to forgive him, as it seemed he had come to his senses. But something happened and within two days they were back together. To make matters even worse it seemed the other sixth form Gryffindors actually agreed with such ludicrously. And that had been all of two months ago and it did not seem to be letting up.
This fascination with the enemy by one of their own was beginning to infuriate the other Slytherins. Draco's classmates sat in the common room, Draco himself missing, talking of their anger.
"I'm sick of it," came Pansy Parkinson's furious voice as she spoke. The pretty girl had, for some time, had an infatuation with Draco that boy had pushed aside for Harry. "The way they look at each other, and hold hands in the hall. It's fowl, someone should do something about it."
"But the teachers don't even care," a slimy fifth year boy by the name of Lucan Slythorn growled. "They all think it's 'the cutest thing'. Potter and Malfoy, it's absolutely hideous. Even Snape does not seem appalled by it."
Crabbe and Goyle, who were possibly lucky to have a working brain cell between them, nodded and tried to look like they were following the conversation.
Pansy's eyes narrowed, "it's basically treason, men have been killed for less."
"That's a little vindictive Pansy," Lucan smiled at her, "but understandable. The Traitor deserves all he will get, and don't worry, we'll be sure he gets all."
"And that bloody cat, its always watching us, horrid little spy."
Of all the things that had passed between the four, that was possibly the most truthful. Even as they spoke, lying beside the fire and using what was by far the best chair, was a small grey and white kitten. It lay on it side, warming its belly and watching them with big blue eyes. It's tail swayed slowly back and forth before she stretched and yawned.
Pouncer stood on her four feet, still looking at them.
"Stupid cat," Pansy growled, tossing a pillow at her. Pansy, who was a horrid throw, missed and the cat yawned again. Pansy fumed.
Crabbe and Goyle didn't understand what Pansy was so angry about. All their tiny minds picked up on was that they could throw things at the cat. Crabbe picked up an empty cup and tossed it. He was a better shot then Pansy and would have got her had Pouncer not jumped from the chair and dashed up to the mantelpiece above the fire. Goyle had a go, throwing another cup.
Though the aim was dead on it somehow missed the cat who had curled up into a ball and prepared to sleep.
"You two are so stupid," Pansy growled, grabbing Crabbe's arm as he went for something else. The big boy looked confused, which was not anything new, and dropped his arm. "Watch and learn idiots." Pansy got out her wand, focused her mind and let loose a spell that should have had the stupid thing in flames.
Pouncer yawned.
"O *that* was well done Pansy," Lucan drawled, Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. "Why don't you let me?" Lucan stepped up, brandishing his own wand and let loose what should have been a fairly powerful curse.
Pouncer remained in her place, sleeping peacefully.
"There is something wrong with that creature," Pansy murmured, taking a step back, "very wrong."
The four left quickly, gone in all but a blink of an eye.
And Pouncer smiled to herself…
Tbc…
