So, I am aware that I haven't updated anything lately and I feel guilty but I'm not going to have a chance to update much so I apologize. I can put little one-shots up though, so maybe you will get a lot of those, my 2nd Harry Potter phase nearly disappeared a month ago until I recently saw the clips for the 7th movie a week ago and it's picked up drastically, so my 2nd phase is back and in full swing! SO expect a lot of one shots to be about Harry Potter rather than Twilight or some such category.
Disclaimer: Ajhena says, "V doesn't own Harry Potter, nor is she JKR or in any affiliation with JKR and is not posting this for money nor any other such ridikkulus (hehehe hp reference) reason. Please enjoy the fic full of characters that she DOESN'T own!
V: Thank you Ajhena!
Summery: Harry has an obsession over his rival and doesn't know how to tell him so he takes a page from Mary Poppin's book. Pairing H/D, T rated. Enjoy!
"Come on Potter, spit it out I don't have all day" Draco drawled. The dark haired boy stuttered a bit before impulsively shouting, "super-califrag-ilistic-expiali-docious!" to the puzzlement of the blonde. Harry then wanted to find the nearest tree and use it to smack his head against it multiple times, this was NOT what he had planned.
Harry was sitting in the great hall eating breakfast, or well trying to. He was currently too busy staring at the owner of such strong quidditch muscled arms eat his cereal, and Merlin those lips!
"Harry your arm is in your eggs again!" Hermoine's voice brought him back from his ogling...but only barely.
"What?" he asked distractedly. still staring across the hall.
"Harry mate, snap out of it, your mutilating your food." Ron said ruefully staring at Harry's plate which once held bacon, sausage, eggs and grits; but now looked like a pile of slop. Harry glanced down.
"Oh, um." He finally snapped fully out of his thoughts and looked at his friends, "was I...?"
"Staring and drooling like a starved dog at Malfoy? Yes and quite obviously too might I add." Harry blushed.
"Ron!" Hermione scolded him. "You don't have to be so crude and loud about it, there are people around." She glanced around, no one had payed attention to them thankfully. "I'm sure Harry doesn't want the fact that he fancies his worst rival floating around for anyone to hear." she said softly smiling at Harry. Harry smiled back gratefully.
"Right, er sorry mate." Ron apologized.
"It's ok Ron." he said. He looked over to the Slytherin table only to meet silver eyes staring at him. Draco Malfoy was staring at him, the entire time they had talked about him, ' Merlin please don't let him be able to read lips!' Harry begged. He spun around and kept his head down and his eyes back on his food.
"What's wrong Harry?" Ron asked him. Harry mumbled something that sounded like He's licking his lovers ear.
"What?" he asked incredulously looking over his shoulder at Malfoy. Harry sighed,
"I said he's looking over here." Harry said while pushing his food around. Hermione sighed reproachfully,
"Really Harry you should do something about this, just ask him out already!" She told him, Harry immediately protested this idea.
"I can't do that! There is no way he'd say yes, besides he'd probably hex me after the words left my mouth.!" Ron nodded his head since his mouth was full, he swallowed.
"He's right Hermione, that's not counting the fact that Malfoy is straighter than a wand, AND the Slytherin Prince whose probably shagged almost all the girls in school or in Slytherin at least." Harry nodded miserably while staring into his slop as if trying to find the answers to all his problems in there. While the trio was silently eating, in Ron and Hermione's case, Harry was lost in thought. He truly didn't know what to do about his problem involving the blonde Slytherin, and it wasn't like he had many sources to confide in for advice, Hermione and Ron only could help so much. He definitely couldn't talk to Sirius about this, well he would probably understand since Sirius really was like a father to him and started to abate his prejudice against all Slytherins after Snape and surprisingly, Malfoy who had been a spy for Dumbledore as well, had jumped in and helped Harry come out alive and unharmed from the Graveyard fiasco. Though Cedric still died and Harry saw it happen over and over again in his nightmares, everything turned out alright in the end. Voldemort was killed before wormtail could get Harry's blood and therefore before he was thrown into the bubbling cauldron. As it had turned out Dumbledore had been collecting, with Snape's help, objects with the Dark Lord's soul in it and had been thrown into the potion instead which effectively destroyed them. The last to happen was for Nagini to be AK'd and for Harry to willingly give a drop of his blood into the mixture which caused the soul fragment in his scar to be sucked into the mix and be destroyed as well. Thus was the end of Tom Riddle. All his death eaters had been caught except for the few who had been on the light side, all the Malfoys and any Slytherin Student who had been forced into joining, mostly seventh years, plus Draco who volunteered to become one earlier just to help Spy for the light.
Sirius had taken this in strides and actually THANKED the Slytherins for saving Harry, because to him Harry was his son and family and loved him very much, so much that he formed a truce with Snape and the Malfoys. Still though it would be kind of weird to talk to Sirius about it since he WAS the equivalent of a father, making it rather embarrassing. He knew that Harry was gay but Harry wasn't sure Sirius knew about his little...crush. Hermione cleared her throat and got both boys attention.
"It's time for Charms." she told them. They both nodded and stood up to go to their first class of the day. "And Harry," he looked at her, "I thought of something, you see maybe it would be a good idea to try to be friends or some kind of truce with him first? And you will never know what he REALLY thinks of you unless you ask." Harry thought about this and nodded, he admitted, it was a good idea to start with. He looked over to the Slytherins only to see Malfoy staring at him he quickly left through the doors, feeling his gaze burning into his back the entire time.
~An Hour and a half later~
The trio was walking out of their charms class. Hermione was prattling on about their homework assignment, a foot long essay on appearance charms. Harry had learned by now and was quite good at blocking his best friend out when she was in academic mode. Poor Ron was stuck listening to Hermione and pretending to listen by "ah"-ing and "yea"-ing when necessary. Harry was too absorbed in his thoughts at the moment to notice or care that his best mate was getting tortured via a Hermione lecture.
His thoughts were jumbled as it was, he didn't get any thing that Flitwik had told them, he figured that he could get Hermione's notes later, but he did notice that it was on appearance charms, such as glamours and the like, and he was already good at those so it shouldn't be a problem missing the lesson in favor of day dreaming; specifically of Malfoy, but also about his daily problems. Death eaters were still running amok and causing havoc any where that struck their fancy. Of course, they weren't daring or strong enough to do any MAJOR damage, such as an attack on Hogwarts or Hogsmeade even, yet still enough to scare people. Even with Voldemort dead a few of his supporters were there. Most were caught in the graveyard incident at the end of last year, however a few weren't there, meaning they were out there still. When Harry said a few he really did mean a few. There were only 3 death eaters not accounted for according to Snape and essentially Lucius, however those three remaining death eaters somehow rallied more people, the ministry suspected the Imperius curse since any other death eater they caught from the newly formed party were under the Imperius or a few were black mailed. The important part was that it wasn't by volunteer that they were gaining members, but that it was forced. This was good in a way because it meant that people wanted an end to this as much as Harry did.
Harry was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't even remember where he was currently, he was so lost in his own little world. This meant not only did he not notice Ron's discomfort but also the two figures ahead blocking his path. Thankfully Ron did and grabbed Harry by the shoulder before he could crash into them. Harry finally refocused into reality enough to notice why they were stopping, and looked up meeting silver eyes.
"The Golden boy and his two followers." Malfoy commented, Harry felt Ron and Hermione stiffen next to him, Harry just stared evenly at him. He must have been the only one who noticed that there wasn't much taunt in his statement.
"What do you want Malfoy?" he asked softly, almost like he was subdued, but Draco didn't miss the clear warning underlying in the soft tones. Malfoy stared at him, though the usual and expected malice was missing and a look of puzzlement and...interest? Resided in his eyes. Their staring contest continued, Harry got a lot of information out of that look, almost like they had a private conversation. Harry saw eyes that held experience in them, but not just an amateurs level but that of some one who KNOWS the meaning of sacrifice and has seen death, just like Harry. Harry on top of that night in the graveyard, had been in numerous battles since the defeat of Tom Riddle. Even if the death eaters didn't cause major damage, it was enough.
Harry was basically instated as part of the Auror department along with some others as well including Ron. A lot of people in Harry's year were doing more than the adults. All the fifth years were more involved and experience than the older 7th years and Alumni. The trio all were on call-on duty if the attack was big enough, a number of the students including Luna and Ginny were apprenticed to Poppy to learn healing and volunteered at St. Mungos. Some were volunteering to help make counters for some of the damage done both with potions and spells. Neville Longbottom was helping to work on a cure for those tortured with the crutacious curse, partly because of his parents and partly because he was a good person in general, a lot of the Raven claws signed on that duty as well. Also, there were many researching teams helping to create potions to counter hexes that had no counter, or to improve old potions to benefit the person more. For example, because of this, a greater peper-up potions had been procured along with a pain-reliever and such others. The head in this department was Snape of course being a potion's master but his apprentice was Draco Malfoy. He had been very helpful lately, though that didn't make any one friends with him or the Slytherin house. Though the Trio had been trying to change this, which was one reason Hermione and Ron had supported Harry's choice of a truce, or in Harry's case a relationship. Harry and Draco were the main leaders of their houses, the Golden boy and the Slytherin Prince, if they got along the rest of the house would see this as an example and hopefully follow suit.
This wasn't to say that JUST the 5th years were acting, they were the ones to START it. Everyone in the school specifically 5th year and up were in these groups. Their were four groups: Healer, Defense and Offence(Auror), Spellentists, and Potions. Neville was a Spellentist, which started as Hermione's joke because they were rather a lot like muggle Scientists just with spells, and it was officially named that, including a section in the ministry specifically for spell and curse research. The Defense and Offence was an extension of the DA which Harry had started as a club on top of DADA, because even though Remus, who had returned to teach, was good it didn't make up for nearly 3 years of sucky teachers. So Harry had started from Hermione's urging, the Defense Association club. The groups had been actually turned into classes (except for the DA) after the Minister of Magic had seen the steps that the students were taking to help out after the rogue death eater group started picking up. Everyone did there share and most importantly, most everyone looked to Harry now, even the Slytherins at times! Harry hadn't wanted it at first, but he accepted it after he saw what good he could do. Harry essentially for all purpose and discussion became the leader of the light more or less, at least with the students. He wasn't questioned and most knew he wasn't the Golden boy everyone thought he was. He had explained on more than one occasion and even for the press, his views on magic and specifically, the dark arts. He told everyone it came down to intent and Harry was right. When asked if he were a dark wizard he answered that he was neither a dark wizard OR a light wizard, but he was a GRAY wizard, which shocked everyone but a few. The Wizarding World was changing but, there was still more work to be done and Harry knew this. Which was why he was so focused on the confrontation with the Slytherins at the moment or more importantly with Malfoy.
They had been staring this whole time, which felt like forever to Harry but only was 5 or 6 minuets in reality. Ron and Hermione were getting a little worried because of the staring contest and it looked like Blaise Zabini was feeling the same, since it was he that was with Draco at the moment. Blaise gently put his hand on Draco's shoulder,
"Draco?" he asked, he slightly flinched as the one word sounded so loud compared to the dead silence it was for the last few minuets. Draco answered back but not to Zabini but to Harry's earlier question.
"Nothing, just..." he told him, looked like he wanted to say something else, but his eyes flicked to the two gryffindors next to Harry and the rest of the students that were watching. Harry suddenly realized that they had an audience as students who were passing through had stopped since the trio were blocking one end of the hall and the Slytherins the other, and were watching warily. Draco hesitated, "Nothing," he resolved strongly before striding away, the students automatically parted for him and Blaise who had been trading looks between Harry and Draco this whole time shared one more glance before following him.
Everyone seem to snap out of the trance they were in and started hurrying to class after the prefects got a hold of them selves and started shooing students to class, Hermione and Ron being two of the prefects.
"Go on! Nothing to see here, bloody get back to your classes." Hermione shot him a amused look which he shared before turning around to his friends again. Hermione looked at Harry who still hadn't said anything yet.
"Well," she said, "That was..." she trailed off thinking for the right word.
"Weird." Ron finished, "It was bloody weird that's what it was." Harry remained silent as Hermione rolled her eyes. They still hadn't moved.
"Come on," Harry said quietly, "We'll be late for Hagrid's class."
Hello as I was writing this I figured this might be multi-chaptered, don't get your hopes up. I'm treating this like a one shot I might just post up chapters to continue the story but I could end it at anytime. I don't have enough time on my hands to make a commitment to a story but I WILL try, especially as I was writing this one-shot meant to be a humor/romance Drarry fic and I ended up creating an alternate dimension that I quite like and actually had an idea for a plot. =) This is only half of what I actually have written down but my hand hurts to type much more, so I'm not going to leave it like this. I'll write up to where the one-shot was suppose to end and if all goes well I'll continue it. We can only hope. Ta!
~In Love With A Dead Warrior