Author: Shini06
Pairing: Well of course it's going to be HPDM! What did you think?
Rating: M but not now XD Ha ha! Because nobody wants to buy me Harry and Draco!
Summary: 7th year. Harry tries to find a girlfriend but is hopeless. There comes Draco Malfoy and many questions ensue. Did Harry find his "girlfriend"? What if "she" became a death-eater? A story of love, courage and betrayal.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of those characters. They're all properties of Mrs. J. K. Rowling. Nobody would like to buy them for me I guess? Yes, No? I suppose the answer is really no…
Note 1: Okay so that's my first fan fiction in English and there may be many mistakes, I'm sorry. I'm searching for an English native to beta my story if that's possible?
Note 2: This story doesn't take in consideration the 6th book. It's the 7th year at Hogwarts. I'll try to be the less OOC possible in this story.
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Chapter 1: Perfect girlfriend
"Hurry up, Harry!" shouted a red-head.
"Yeah, I'm coming!" answered a green-eyed boy. The two teenagers ran to the Hogwart's express, nearly jumped on it before it left and sighed in relief. Molly Weasley was weaving at them but they didn't answer to it, trying to breathe normally.
After ten long minutes, they finally decided to search for a carriage. On their way, they found Hermione and sat next to her.
"Where were you? I was worried sick! I thought you had miss the train again!" nearly screamed a nervous Hermione.
"It's all right 'Mione, we made it at least."
"But what would have happened if you missed it?"
"'Mione, we didn't miss it so everything's all right, right?"
The brown-haired girl rolled her eyes and sighed. Ron took her hand in his and kissed her, gently, to reassure her. Harry looked somewhere else, uncomfortable. That's when his eyes landed on Malfoy who was glaring at him. Harry only shrugged and looked out the window.
Hermione and Ron finally got together this summer. It was so obvious they liked each other that everyone's in the school knew it, except the two of them. They were too shy and always cast glances to the other one while they thought the other wasn't looking. And this summer, Ron made the first move and it seems like they couldn't separate. Always snogging and looking at each other in the eye, with a complete face of adoration.
Harry had to admit, he was beginning to be sick of it. He felt a little bit left out but he didn't mind. It was only normal that now that Hermione and Ron were together, they would spend more time together, without Harry. He sighed deeply.
"What's wrong, mate?" asked Ron's worried voice.
"I was thinking…" Harry trailed off.
"Yeah?" said Hermione, curious about Harry's state of mind.
"I was thinking… that maybe I should get a girlfriend…?"
Hermione was totally thrilled and Ron had a big smile on his face. It was the first time they heard that coming from their best friend.
"Oh my! That's a great idea Harry!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Yeah! I never ever heard you saying anything about a girlfriend before! Well you got one all right in 4th year. Cho Chang. But never were you interested before. So, who you planning to go out with, huh? You know you can tell us anything. Do you fancy someone? Oh, I know! Lavender Brown? She's quite a beauty if I may say."
For that Ron received a hit on the head from Hermione.
"Hey! What did I say wrong?"
Hermione only ignored Ron and reported her attention to Harry.
"So? Tell us!"
Harry cast nervous glances to his friends. What was that? All those questions at the same time. He didn't fancy anyone in particular and didn't even have the slightest idea who he would like to have for girlfriend. Hermione was eager for his answer, as well as Ron. They were completely staring at him.
"Umm… I really don't know guys. I only just thought about it… I mean, it'd be nice to have a girlfriend, right? And I don't really fancy anyone. Hell! I don't even know with who I want to go out!"
"Oh, that could be a problem. Well anyway I'm sure seventy-five percents of the girls at Hogwarts want to go out with you," said Ron.
"Err… Why seventy-five percents?"
"Well, the twenty-five left are obviously the Slytherin's ones. But maybe even some girls in that house want to go out with you. Who knows? But I'm sure you're not going to date a Slytherin, are you?" asked Ron suspiciously.
"No, no… of course not…"
"Good!"
Hermione smacked Ron again.
"Hey! What was that for?"
The brown-haired girl rolled her eyes. Sometimes she thought her boyfriend was very stupid. This time, she willed to answer his so stupid question.
"Well, even if Harry went out with a Slytherin, we wouldn't want to waste his relationship with her, do we? We have to support him in his choices. Harry is seventeen years old now and I'm sure he's able to make the right choices, right Harry?"
Harry smiled warmly at her. Hermione was always so comprehensive and kind. He couldn't dream of any better best friend than her. Ron nodded in understanding to what Hermione said. His girlfriend was always so right!
The journey went without any problems. They saw Luna as well as Neville and some other Gryffindors. They bought a few sweets and just finished putting on their dresses when Draco Malfoy appeared. He looked as snob as ever and always had his little superior behaviour.
The blond Slytherin crashed in their carriage. He sneered at them, looked at each of them with disgust before speaking.
"Well, well… Isn't that Saint Potter? And his goody-goofy friends too! Weasel and the mudblood girl. How surprising it is to find you in their… company."
Draco saw Hermione holding Ron's hand firmly, obviously trying to calm him down.
"My, my… so this is it. Weasel and Granger going out! Ha! Who would have thought that? And I suppose Pot-Head is feeling a little bit left out, huh?"
"Shut up, Malfoy, and get out!"
"How aggressive right in the beginning of the year, Weasel. Do I have to remind you to who you are talking to? Well I guess so since you mustn't have much brains. You're talking to a prefect. Would you like a detention?"
Hermione's voice shot in the air.
"May I remind you that I'm prefect as well, Malfoy?"
Draco glared at her. If a gaze could kill, Hermione would have long been dead.
"Humpf! See you at school, Potter."
Harry didn't speak once. He stared at the point where Malfoy stood seconds ago. The blond Slytherin had changed a little during summer. His hair was a little bit longer, he grew up too and his eyes were as beautiful as ever. Eyes that pierced him right through his soul. He was pale too, even paler than before if it was possible. His skin looks like satin and Harry found himself wanting to touch Draco's skin, Draco's hair… Yes, the blond was indeed very handsome.
Wait, did he just think that Draco Malfoy was handsome! He must have lost his mind. Yeah, that's it. He exposed himself too much under the sun and that's the result.
"What a stupid git. Nevermind him, Harry. Hey Harry! Are you listening?"
The heir of Gryffindor was pulled out from his thoughts. He looked at his friend hesitantly. How could he even think about touching Malfoy? It was disgusting! Wait… in fact, it wasn't so disgusting when he tried to feel what it'd be like. Draco's thin lips… Harry wanted to bang his head on the glass but he only shook his head.
"Err… Could you repeat?"
Ron sighed. "I was saying: What a stupid git. Nevermind him, Harry. Hey Harry! Are you listening?"
"Yeah Ron. I'm listening."
The red-haired laughed and began to talk to Hermione. Harry stared out of the window again. It was pouring rain outside. The sky was pitch-black. The Gryffindor looked at his reflection in the glass.
His hair was a little bit longer, as messy as always. He asked Hermione one day to fix his sight so that he wouldn't have to repair his glasses each time he broke them. It was more convenient during Quidditch matches too. He couldn't wait to fly on his firebolt. He always felt so… free on it. Like everything else didn't matter, only him and the sensation of liberty. When he was on his broomstick, he wasn't anymore the Boy-Who-Lived but a teenager enjoying Quidditch. Still looking at himself, he had to admit he wasn't ugly but quite handsome. He had muscles thanks to Quidditch but not too much. He smiled.
"We're arrived!" said Hermione cheerfully.
Finally, Hogwarts! His only true home, well the Burrow felt like his home too and Mrs Weasley was like the mother he never truly had. His smile went wider, remembering all his good memories. Magic was the best thing which had ever happened to him…
When he entered in the Great Hall again, after a summer of separation, he felt his pulse fastened. His heartbeat was as fast as the first time he came here. He was so fascinated by everything. Before he came to Hogwarts, he felt deep inside that something was missing. And that was magic. But today, he still sensed that something very important was beginning to miss.
Harry was sitting between Dean and Seamus during the Sorting Hat ceremony. As always, the hat sang before sorting the new students to their new houses. Each time they were applauded with enthusiasm by their respective houses. Dumbledore got to his feet like every other year. Everything became silent in the Great Hall. He then noticed that Hagrid wasn't here.
"Now before our feast began, I'd like to say a few words. First, welcome and welcome back! I hope this year will be peaceful. Next, as always, first-years ought to know that Forest in the grounds is clearly forbidden to any students. Magic in corridors between classes too as well as many other things that you can check in the list of the rules. I don't have much to say except to ask you to be very careful. As you all know, war is near my dear children, and I'm afraid it will reach Hogwarts. Now, I do not wish any reckless actions from all of you." The headmaster made a pause, looking at Harry right in the eye with the usual glint in his blue eyes.
"I will now introduce the new teacher of Defence Against Dark arts, Mr Burston." A tall man stood up. He had brown hair, was in his mid-thirty and looked cheerful. He had blue eyes and was welcomed with a big round applause. "That's it. Now, let the feast begins!" And he snapped his fingers. Food appeared on the tables as well as drinks.
Everyone began chatting actively. Harry was overwhelmed with various emotions. Nostalgia and happiness as well as worry. The war was coming. Voldemort was becoming stronger and stronger. Harry trained very hard those last years. Training for his final fight against the Dark Lord. Yes, because next time he will meet him, he will kill him. The dark-haired felt his determination rose up.
He discovered he could do wandless magic but only Hermione and Ron, as well as Dumbledore knew it. After all, wandless magic was extremely rare, even Voldemort couldn't do it. But his mother could. He also became really good in Occlumency and Legillimency. He learnt some other difficult spells too.
"Harry, what do you think about the new teacher?" It was Dean speaking.
"Oh, um… I guess he looks pretty cool."
"Yeah, me too!" This time it was Seamus.
"Did you see the Quidditch match between Finland and Germany?"
"No, who won?"
"Finland with 10 points. It was a good match. You should have seen that Harry!"
The dinner went like this until it was time for the students to go to their respective quarters. Hermione guided the first year, since she was a prefect, and Harry and Ron went to their dormitory. Their trunks were already here and Harry took out his pyjamas.
"I'm glad to be back here!"
"Yeah, me too Ron."
They sat on their beds, facing each other. Ron had a business-like face. He was looking very seriously to Harry.
"What's wrong?"
"So, Harry. Tell me. How would you like your girlfriend to be?"
Harry was stunned. He thought Ron wanted to talk to him about a really serious matter but it was only about girls! He burst out in laughter. Ron cast him a worried look.
"Are you all right, mate?"
Harry finally calmed down. "Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it. I just thought you were really funny."
"Oh yeah? And in what way could I be funny, sir?"
Harry kept another laugh from coming. "It's just that you looked so serious but you only wanted to talk about girls!"
"But it is a serious matter!"
"Yeah whatever." Harry rolled his eyes. He heard Ron sighed deeply and looked at his friend. "Well if you really want to know, I'll say I'd like a pretty girl who doesn't look at me like everybody does but the real me inside, who isn't trying to be popular by going out with me. I want someone who will treat me like a normal person and not the Boy-Who-Lived. A pretty one too. And intelligent. I don't want an air-head like Parkinson."
The red-haired chuckled at this comment. He began to think deeply. Harry thought he never saw Ron so deep in thoughts before and smiled lightly at this. Ron was taking all that too seriously.
"Well, I think… maybe Lavender Brown, like I said before. She's really good-looking and I'm sure she'll accept to go out with you."
Harry pondered about this suggestion. Yeah, Lavender Brown seems like a good choice. And she was a Gryffindor too… He shrugged.
"I'll think about that tomorrow. Hey, did you notice that Hagrid wasn't here?"
"Yeah. My dad told me he went on a mission. Something about Giants."
"Oh okay. Well I guess I'll go to sleep."
"All right, mate."
With that, Harry slip under his blanket and switched off the light. "Good night, Ron." He heard Ron answered before drifting in the world of dreams.
The next morning, Harry woke up early. Ron and the others were still sleeping and he decided to take a shower. He was washing himself when he thought about Lavender Brown. It certainly was one of the best choices but he wanted to learn more about her before asking her out. With that idea on mind, Harry stood out of the shower and began drying himself.
When he returned in the dormitory, Ron had waked up. He was putting on his clothes and they went to wait for Hermione in the common room. The brown-haired was, in fact, already here and kissed Ron lovingly. They headed to the Great Hall to have breakfast.
"So what classes do we have today?" asked Harry.
"We have Transfiguration, two hours, and then charms for one hour before lunch. We have a one hour pause here and potions with Slytherin… two hours." said Hermione.
The three of them sighed and reached the Great Hall. They sat down and began to eat when the mail arrived. Hundreds of owls arrived and many students were raising their arms to catch their letters. Harry received one from Lupin. He smiled.
"Who is it from?"
"Lupin." Harry opened the letter and read it. "He's asking if everything went all right, how am I and those kinds of things. I'll answer tonight."
"Hello Harry!"
The Gryffindor turned his head to meet Lavender Brown. He stopped in his tracks for a moment before answering. "Hello Lavender. How are you?"
"Fine. Thank you."
Perfect. He could talk to Lavender during breakfast now and see if they could fit together. He smiled at the blond girl and they began talking about everything.
Thirty minutes later, Harry was really, really annoyed. Everything meant clothes, make-up, some movies and clothes again. He was thankful when time came to have the first class and sat next to Longbottom. The class went without any problems, all students listening with attention.
The day went by. During the pause, Harry went out in the park. He liked being alone while taking a walk. He could think and not being disturbed. It was peaceful. The heir of Gryffindor took a deep breathe of fresh air. He was at home. He was with his friends. It was his last year here. What will he do after? Well that is if he survived until the end of the year.
Harry knew. He wanted to become an Auror, and that's what he was going to do. But he better had good grades in potion. Harry sat down next to the lake. He closed his eyes and felt the wind in his hair. Thinking too much was making his head painful. Harry sighed. During those three previous years, he discovered that he could do wandless magic. His mother was able to do it too. The dark-haired smiled at this thought.
"Well, Potter! You're not with Weasel and Granger for once!"
Harry snapped from his thoughts and looked at Malfoy who was standing next to him. He didn't even hear him come.
"What do you want, Malfoy?"
The Slytherin only smirked. Harry didn't really care about Malfoy. They were older now and were a little bit more civil than before. Sure they were still quarrelling and throwing at each other names, but it wasn't as violent as before.
"I heard you were looking for a girlfriend. And, if you really want to know, I'm trying to escape from Pansy's grip."
The black-haired chuckled. "Oww, little Dray is afraid of the big Pansy Parkinson! How dreadful!"
"For your information, Potter, Pansy Parkinson is the worst thing that ever came to me. She's always clinging on me like her life depended on it! I'm so pissed off with her! And don't call me that or I'll be sure to make you regret for being born in this world." hissed Malfoy.
With that, he turned around and left. Harry lay in the grass, his arms supporting his head. He looked at the blue sky and blocked all thoughts from coming. He only wanted to enjoy the nice weather and the fresh air before potions.
The green-eyed boy arrived right on time for potions. He was afraid to be late for the first day. He didn't want to take points from his house right away. Harry concentrated really hard today because of his ambition to become an Auror and for the first time in his life, Snape didn't take points from him for his potion. Harry was more than happy.
"Wow Harry! I'm impressed! Your potion was clearly perfect!" said Hermione.
"Yeah, thanks. I'm quite proud myself."
The trio went to the Gryffindor common room and sat to a table to begin their homework. They had an essay in transfiguration as well as one in potion. When they finished, it was time for dinner already.
"Well that day wasn't that bad!"
"Yeah, true."
Harry sat next between Ginny and Ron. He smiled at Ron's sister and remembered the first day when she saw him at the Burrow. It was really funny. She had her mouth wide-open and looked like a gold-fish. Then, she ran off.
"Hey Ginny."
"Hey Harry. I heard you've done well in potions. Congratulations!"
The Gryffindor laughed. "Thank you. So how are you doing?"
"Fine, fine. I didn't have much homework today. Only an essay."
"Hey that's great. I just finished mine."
The dinner continued and Harry noticed that Ginny could be the girl. She was pretty, intelligent, knew him quite well and, he saved her life. She didn't care about popularity. Yeah that was it!
Harry's hope faltered right the next minute when he saw Dean kissing Ginny before leaving to the library. He suppressed a groan from coming and finished his meal silently. It was hopeless. He couldn't find a girlfriend. He cast a glance around the Great Hall but none of them attracted him particularly. Luna Lovegood was interesting but… it wasn't quite his type.
The heir of Gryffindor sighed deeply and decided to go get some sleep. Tomorrow there will be the first Quidditch practice. And they were going to train hard. He was Captain and didn't want his team to lose to Slytherin, their first match. Ron was keeper; Ginny was a chaser as well as Katie Bell and Demelza Robins. The beaters were Jimmy Peakes and Ritchie Coote. He had a pretty nice team and won the cup last year.
Before going to bed, he sat down to his desk and took out a parchment, as well as ink and a quill. He read Lupin's letter:
Hello Harry,
I hope everything went all right during your travel to Hogwarts. So tell me, how are you doing? You must be thrilled to be going back to Hogwarts, aren't you? And at the end of the year, the 31st of July, you'll be eighteen my dear Harry. I suppose you will move to number 12, Grimmauld Place since your godfather Sirius passed it on you…
Harry stopped a moment. Sirius… How he missed him. His sadness quickly became anger. Anger against himself for not being able to save his godfather, and anger against Bellatrix Lestrange. If he ever found her, he'll make sure that she'd never ever see the sun again. Never. The heir of Gryffindor took a deep breathe.
His eyes were beginning to fill with water. He thought about Sirius' suggestion to live together, when he would be free of charges. This suggestion forever lost. Harry wiped off his tears angrily. Now wasn't the moment to think about the past. He took the letter.
Harry I… You know that I will always be here for you and you can talk to me if you want to. I'll always listen to you so don't feel like you're all alone. Your friends and I will support you anytime anywhere.
I'm sure you would like to know where I am right now. I'm in France investigating some accidents that happened here… Harry, it's coming nearer and nearer. The End, that is. I can feel that He is up to something. Please Harry, be careful. Don't do anything too reckless and don't forget to tell Dumbledore if your scar burns or if you have a nightmare. We don't exactly know where the Dark Lord is right now, but I'm sure he's not very far away.
Well, let's stop talking about that. I'm certain you are going to answer the night when you receive this letter so how was your first day? Not too dreadful I hope. Are Ron and Hermione all right? I wish you good luck for your Quidditch matches. If all those events didn't happen, you would have been a great player in the Quidditch world. Yes, a great player.
I'll end this letter here, as I don't have much else to day. Take care, Harry.
With love,
Remus Lupin.
Harry took his quill, dipped it in the ink and began to write.
Hi Lupin,
Everything's all right here. Ron and Hermione are okay and I'm really happy to be back to school. I can't wait to leave the Dursleys and go to live to number 12, Grimmauld Place.
Please don't worry about me. I'm all right; I know I'm not alone. I have great friends to support me and you as well. You're like my family and I know you'll always stand out for me.
My scar didn't burn for a long time now. I didn't have any nightmares but deep inside me, I can feel it. The end is coming near, I know it. We don't have much time before Voldemort strikes. And I'm afraid it'll be on Hogwarts… but I'll be prepared when he comes. I'll be right around the corner to wait for him…
My first day was pretty good. I didn't have many problems. I had a "civil" talk with Malfoy in the park and even succeeded in potions for the first time in my life! It's quite something, isn't it? Maybe I'm getting better at it. Well I have to if I want to become an Auror. Tomorrow there's going to be Quidditch training. We have to work hard if we want to beat Slytherin in the upcoming match. You know, at some point, I hesitated between becoming a Quidditch player or an Auror. But I finally chose to become an Auror. I want to help the world but don't want to be in the ministry. So Auror is the perfect choice, I guess.
I promise I'll try not to do anything reckless and I'll be very careful. Please take care of you, Lupin. Hope to see you soon; come visit me to Hogwarts some times if you can. I'd love to see you.
Yours,
Harry Potter.
The Gryffindor folded the letter, put it in an envelope and gave it to Hedwig. The owl nibbled his earlobe gently before flying out the window. Harry closed the window after Hedwig and went under his sheet. He soon drifted in a peaceful sleep, tired but happy.
To be continued
Okay so that's it. I don't know if all the members from the Quidditch team are still going to be here during Harry's seventh year but if not, well I'm too lazy to think about some other people. Sorry. Hope you liked it. Hope it wasn't too short. Be patient for the slash, it's right around the corner! And, of course, review please! I'll post the next chapter next week! And if someone would kindly offer to beta this fic? Since I'm not english I'm afraid there are mistakes. Thank you!
