Have I Ever Told You Chapter 1: Breathe in Me, a harry potter fanfic

"Have I Ever Told you…"

By: Jaylynn Jean Lee

Disclaimer: Do not own Harry Potter or anyone else in this story, except for Cat, but she's a real person, so I guess I don't really own her…DON'T THINK LIKE THAT, EW!

Chapter 1

"Oh, Harry, if you would only know what goes on inside this little head of mine! All the dreams and fantasies!" Draco sighed as he looked over at the boy with glasses and dark hair sitting just feet away from him in Potions class.

Snape was droning on and on about something called a Carthistanical Potion…a potion that would make you as vulnerable to anything as a bug would to the sole of your shoe. But Draco wasn't in the mood for Potions, which was in fact his favorite subject. Draco had better things to think about. Harry, for example.

"Tall, Dark and handsome," is what Draco would call Harry. But only to himself. He never let anyone else know what he was thinking. Never.

"Chocolate and roses…chocolate hair, and rose lips" Draco's heart fluttered at what his mind was saying. "But he'd never fall for me," He told his mind.

"But what if he did? Or already has?" his mind said solemnly.

"What do you mean 'or already has?'" the silver-haired boy asked his mind.

"What if Harry Potter, the boy who lived, has fallen head-over-heels in love with you: Draco Malfoy, the son of the richest man in Britain?"

"But that would never happen."

"Or could it?"

Draco's thoughts drifted back to Harry who was scribbling down notes as soon as Snape said the words.

"Lunch! Finally! I thought we would never get out of that stuffy dungeon!" Ron said as Harry, Hermione and himself were walking towards the great hall for lunch.

"I seriously thought that Snape was going to use me as an experiment for that Carthistanical Potion! Especially the way he was staring at me! Damn that guy gets on my nerves so fast!" Harry exclaimed.

Hermione looked over at Harry disapprovingly.

"Well, he does!"

The three Griffindors seated themselves at the table like they usually did on days like today… when almost every seat was taken…down by the second years.

This was Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts, almost his last, so he was going to make this year go as smoothly as possible. But apparently, like every year, Snape has always ruined it for him.

The second years looked at the sixth years with the words 'scared shitless' painted on their foreheads. Harry and Ron still had no clue why they were scared of them. Where they were second years, they actually got to hang out with the sixth years, and they were never scared.

Harry looked over his shoulder just in time to see Draco staring at him.

"Hey, um, Ron? Draco was like, just staring at me…should I start running for my life?" Harry asked, trying to be funny.

Ron looked at his friend, shrugged, and went back to eating his ham and cheese sandwich, taking three-inch bites at a time, then grabbed two others.

"Hungry today, Ron?" Hermione asked, amusing herself with her wand.

"Mmm, hmm! An' I ju't go' frew wit' da' un!" Ron said with bits of ham, cheese and bread covered in spit flying everywhere.

"Um, guys? Can you tell me if, um, Draco is looking over here and like mouthing something like, real quick?" Harry asked with his eyes narrowed, looking down at the table in frustration.

Hermione looked over at Draco who was, indeed, looking over at their end of the table, staring at the back of Harry's head.

"Well, um, he's not mouthing anything, but he is looking over here. Why?" Hermione asked.

"I caught him looking at me a few minutes ago, and I'm just wondering if he's trying to hex me or something."

"Oh, 'arry! Goth, whe' wi' yo' ge' 'ver," Ron had to swallow his food to continue, "people trying to hex you?"

"'Cause it has happened at least once a year ever since I started going to this school, and you know, I'm just trying to see who it's gonna be this year," Harry said with a chuckle.

"Oh, Harry, he's looking over here again," Hermione said in a whisper.

"I'm going to settle this once and for all!" Harry said getting up from the table. He strode over to where Draco was sitting next to Crabbe and Goyle, and tapped Draco on the shoulder.

"Um, excuse me, may I have, um, a little word with you, Malfoy?" Harry asked calmly.

"Uh, sure."

Inside Draco's mind, he kept telling himself, 'what's he gonna say? What's he gonna do? Oh, man!'

They both walked out of the Great Hall and up to the first set of stairs before the Houses.

"Why do you keep staring at me, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.

"You don't wanna know, believe me, Harry," Draco said shaking his head smiling.

That was the first time Malfoy had ever called him by his first name.

"What's up with you, Malfoy? You're acting really weird and you're scaring me."

"I don't know, Harry. I really don't," Draco said turning away from Harry. "I mean, if I knew, I would tell you, but I really don't know."

"Well, until you 'find out,' leave me alone," Harry said coldly and walked out of the stairwell and back into the Great Hall.

Shit, Draco said to himself, the one time I'm alone with him and I screwed it up! What good I am!

Back in the Griffindor Common Room, Ron and Harry were playing Wizard's Chess. Ron was losing, like always. Harry suddenly brought up the subject about Draco.

"You mean he didn't even raise his voice? That's so, Un-Draco!" Ron exclaimed.

"I know, he was seriously scaring me at the moment. I thought I had died and gone to the place no one wants to go," Harry said checking Ron's king.

"Well, what did he say?" Ron asked moving his king out of check.

"He said I didn't want to know why he was staring at me, he didn't know what was up with himself, and if he knew, he would tell me…that's all I caught," Harry said check-mating Ron's king. "I told him that until he found out, to leave me alone."

"Hm, good come back," Ron said putting away what was left of his players, all screaming as he picked them up.

"I thought so at the time," Harry said, also putting away his players who were celebrating their winning.

They put their players in the bags in the table marked "Ron and Harry's: DO NOT TOUCH!" Which was quite true, because they had put a shocking charm on the table to shock anyone who touched it besides them. A few first years learned the hard way.

"So, what do you think Malfoy was meaning, Ron?" Harry asked just out of curiosity.

"You can never know what Malfoy is thinking, Harry. You should know that already!"

"Yeah, I know, but what if we can actually get inside his head?" Harry said with a smirk.

"What do you mean, Harry?" Ron asked backing away from Harry.

"You remember our third year, when Hermione was going to all her classes at the same time, and we couldn't find out how?"

"Uh, yeah. What's that got to do with anything?"

Harry held up the small hourglass on a chain.

"What's that?" Ron asked moving closer to the pendant.

"It's called a time-turner. This is what Hermione was using. I stole it from her," he laughed a little at this. "It can turn back time to anytime, anywhere. But it has some restrictions. When you go back, you cannot let your past self see your present self. If you do, then a matrix in time will happen, and will keep happening forever, unless you kill yourself in both times," Harry shuddered, "and so far I haven't died, so I'm pretty happy."

"So what you're saying is that we go back and follow Draco and get into his head?"

"You're already reading minds!" Harry exclaimed. "But we do have secret weapons! My invisibility cloak, and the Toralma Charm."

"What the Toralma Charm?" Ron asked.

"It's where you can read a person's mind, ask questions and talk to them and stuff. It's really cool, I tried it Hermione once before we went to bed. I learned stuff I never wanted to know before," Harry said blushing. "Especially about you, Ron."

"What? What about me? Does she like me or something?" Ron asked quickly.

"Well, yeah, but way past like…she thinks of you," Harry shuddered again, "as her lover."

"What?! Hermione? Me? In love? Ewwwwww…."

"Yeah, and you should have heard what she was really thinking! I'm not even gonna say it, it was so nasty! And naughty!"

Ron looked disgusted at the thought of what Hermione might be thinking about him.

"Have you ever wondered why she always sits by you in classes? At breakfast? Lunch and dinner?" Harry looked smugly at Ron.

"Ah, shit Harry! Let's just find out what Malfoy is thinking already! Quit making a big deal out of Hermione liking me! God!" Ron almost shouted at his friend.

"Okay, fine, your call," Harry said. He got up ran upstairs to his dorm and back down into the Common Room with his invisibility cloak in hand.

Harry slipped the chain around his neck and then around Ron's. Harry put the invisibility cloak over their shoulders. Harry turned the hourglass two times so that they were back in the Potions class.

They saw their classmates scribbling notes down as Snape droned on. They spotted Draco and walked towards him. Walking past cauldrons, wands and quills, they made their way to Draco.

"Calatranulus," Harry whispered. Suddenly, he was seeing what Draco was seeing. And hearing what he was saying inside his head.

"Chocolate and roses…chocolate hair, and rose lips" Draco's heart fluttered at what his mind was saying. "But he'd never fall for me," He told his mind.

"But what if he did? Or already has?" Harry said solemnly. Suddenly, his heart had taken the steering wheel of this conversation.

"What do you mean 'or already has?'" the silver-haired boy asked his mind.

"What if Harry Potter, the boy who lived, has fallen head-over-heels in love with you: Draco Malfoy, the son of the richest man in Britain?"

"But that would never happen," Draco said with an outside chuckle.

"Or could it?" Harry said. The real Harry thought the counter charm to get out of Draco's mind: Cowalreadies.

He was back under the invisibility cloak with Ron. Harry felt for the Time-Turner and turned it forward twice so that they were back where they were after they had already left to see what Draco was thinking.

Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak and the Time-Turner off their necks.

"Well?" Ron asked, wanting to know what Draco had thought.

Harry stood stunned for a while.

"Harry?" Ron said waving his hand in front of Harry's face. "Yo! Wake up!"

"Huh?" Harry asked stunned.

"What was Malfoy thinking?"

"I think he likes me," Harry said quietly.

"What?!" Ron exclaimed. "Malfoy? In love with you? Isn't that a little bit…gay?"

"Yeah, I know. And you know the scary thing about that?"

"What?" Ron dared.

"I think I like him, too."

"You mean, Malfoy is in love with you, Harry? Are you sure?" Hermione asked Harry the next day at breakfast.

"I'm pretty sure. You remember the Toralma Charm Professor Flitwick taught us?" Harry asked. "I tried it on him."

Hermione gasped at hearing this.

"You actually got inside his head? What was it like?"

"Well, it's a lot more peaceful than what you would think. It's not all hell, fire and damnation as what you would think. It's more like…chocolate and roses."

"Chocolate and Roses?" Ron looked puzzled.

"Yeah. Chocolate and roses," Harry went into his own little world until Hedwig came fluttering in the window with the other owls.

Hedwig was carrying a small heavy letter from Sirius wrapped in purple paper. Hedwig dropped his letter in Harry's lap before going in to nibble on Harry's uneaten ham slice.

Dear Harry,

Guess what?! I found a woman! You're going to have a godmother! Her name is Callista, or more easily remembered as Cat. Yes, I know: Padfoot and Kitty…The truth about Cats and Dogs. You, Ron and Hermione can refer to her as Fluffy…not the three-headed dog, please. Remember Snuffles!

Anyway, she really loves me and I really love her. I think we're really meant for eachother. We get along great, and we have so much in common! It's scary! You'll get to meet her the next time you go to Hogsmeade. She's an animagi, too! And, you guessed it! She can turn into a cat! A black cat, how romantic! I enclosed her picture on the back.

Too bad I'm still in hiding. It sucks seriously. Having to live off cold chicken and scraps from The Three Broomsticks. Which really sucks. It's stale, and you don't get any butterbeer with your dinner either!

You will love Cat. I know you will. I promise.

I've got to go now, Harry.

Take care of yourself!

Love always,

Sirius

"Hm, seems like Snuffles has found himself a girlfriend," Harry said to Ron and Hermione.

"Snuffles has a girlfriend? What's her name?" Ron asked suddenly interested.

"Callista…or Cat…whichever you can remember easier, or Fluffy." Harry said sounding disapproving of Sirius and his new girlfriend and trying to make fun of her at the same time.