The Unforgivable

CH 1 Harry's date

Draco has just woken up to another hot morning. He hated the summer with his pale and fair skin; he tried so hard to get a tan but he couldn't. Everyone else could. Even the famous 'Harry Potter' go his tan from playing Quidditch. Poor Draco, all he did was burn and then went back to pale and white. He stared into the mirror, as it was his usual routine. He looked handsome, very handsome indeed, which made every sixth year female crazy over him, even the Griffindors. Except for one girl who he truly hates, but down in his evil heart he did truly love her, Hermoine Granger.

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Hermoine was getting ready to go out with harry. Just before school ended at the last Quidditch match between Griffindor and Slytherin, Harry begged her to come to the last match because he had a surprise for her at the end of the match. She hated surprises, but that was Harry, full of surprises. Griffindor won the cup by 100 points. Harry was pretty bashed up; he got hit by the bludgers 3 times. His face was a mess but he still caught the snitch. Draco was not happy, not happy at all. After the match everyone started to leave, but Lee told all of the students to wait and sit down. He gave Harry the cue. Harry took out his wand and faced it towards Hermione.

"Wingardium Leviosa," said Harry. Hermione was very embarrassed and very shocked. She was about 50 feet in the air and heading towards Harry. Harry placed her on his broom and told her this was his surprise. He expressed his feelings he had for her though all their years they have been friends, and asked her out. Hermione didn't know what to do or say, so she just kissed him to answer yes. That's where they are now 2 months today. Hermione is with Harry and her long dream has come true. They are going out for dinner tonight but as again she didn't know where.

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Harry was running late. He had moved out of his Uncle's and Aunt's house, leaving Dudley all by himself. Dudley was very, very sad because he didn't want Harry to leave (Harry found this very, very weird).

Dumbledore, Hagrid, Lupin and Sirius were very shocked to hear this. Especially Sirius. He didn't want Harry to do this, but Harry got his way. Dumbledore had moved from his house to another one closer to Hogwarts, and his old house was for sale. Harry asked his Professor if he could live in the old house; he would pay rent when he wasn't at school. Of course Dumbledore was shocked, but he accepted Harry's offer. He took it off the market and gave the house to Harry free of charge. However, because Voldemort was around they took the wards off Uncle Vernon's house and put new and improved ward charms on Harry's new house. No one could get in without Harry telling him/her what the password is, and without a special charm. If you forced someone that knew the password to tell you it, you wouldn't be allowed in and the wards would go off. No curse or Polyjuice potion would get through the charms, not even the Cruciatus and Imperius Curse.

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Harry just had to ring Hermione to tell her will be late.

"Herm is that you?"

"Harry! Yeah it's me. What do you want? I need to get ready"

"I'll be running late. Quidditch practice was a bit too long. Couch kept talking and talking and talking so I'll be there in 10 mins" Harry made the Cannons Quidditch team. He is the youngest person ever to be in the Quidditch team as a seeker, just as he was the youngest person to be on the Quidditch team at Hogwarts.

"OK, Harry where are we going?"

"Ah sneaky I almost told you too. That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Harry you know I hate surprises"

"Well I'll give you a clue: it's a very nice place. Well, cya soon Herm"

Before Hermione could answer back 'cya' the phone was dead. She went back to her room to get ready.

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Harry dressed himself quickly and smartly. He was wearing what Hermoine gave him as a Christmas present. The suit was black with the undergarment green; it matched his eyes. He always whined that he hardly go any clothes.

He was ready. He tried to tidy his hair, but he was Harry Potter, his hair was always messy. Now he was running really late, so he ran to his portkey that he made. Harry made it so he could go anywhere he wanted. All he had to say was the name of the place he wanted to go. He got his portkey it; was an old sock, one of Dudley's. He said "Hermione's House", and went with a small 'pop'.

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Hermoine was still getting ready. She just zipped up the dress that Harry had bought her for the Yule Ball. It was sky blue, like her eyes. She was admiring herself in the mirror; the dress showed out her figure. Her figure was nice and slim; the dress hung closely to her hips. No wonder every boy who wanted to go out with her said she was beautiful. But none of them treated her how she wanted to be treated. They all wanted one thing: to have sex with her. And boy, did she get pissed! But Harry treated her differently. He treated her with respect. Just then she heard a 'pop' sound downstairs. It was Harry. She quickly tidied her hair, applied make up and walked down stairs to Harry.

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Draco was heading down to breakfast. He was in a terrible mood. All he wanted was to be left alone. At breakfast his father was admiring his bloodworms he collected that morning.

"Draco, pass me those bloodworms."

"Why father? You already have a billion in the dungeon."

"Don't talk back at me, young man."

"Too bad, so sad father, I did. You don't like it, too fucking bad. Enjoy your fucking bloodworms while you have the chance."

Draco was in a pissed off mood. He threw the bowl of bloodworms on his father's head and headed to his room.

Lucius was really mad; his face was burning red with anger. Slowly he drew out his wand and pointed it towards Draco. Draco knew he had crossed the line, but he didn't care. He had other problems to sort out.

"Father I'll be waiting in the fencing room for you," said Draco in a childish manner.

"Son, turn around and face me like a man NOW," Lucius said in an evil, death-manner.

Draco turned around to see his father anger. He was red, red by the anger and the blood from the bloodworms. A smirk landed on his face.

"Don't smirk at me boy," Lucius said, with the wand still facing Draco.

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror lately, father? You dye your hair and you'll look like a damn Weasley."

Now he have done it; he had killed his father's last nerve. Draco turned around to head to his room; he had better things to do. Then, a blinding bright red light lightened up the dark, cold room.

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Harry had never seen Hermione look so beautiful since the Yule Ball. She had either worn a Muggle shirt and a skirt that showed half her legs off, or she wore her robes; anything she wore looked beautiful on her. She was walking down stairs looking for Harry.

"I see you are wearing what I gave you for Christmas."

"And I see you are wearing what I gave you for the Yule Ball, ah the memories," Hermione said, chuckling a bit. He always made her laugh. Harry walked towards and blindfolded her.

"Herm I don't want you to spoil the surprise so, I'm blindfolding you. Ok?"

"Harry you know I hate surprises, and it took 2 hrs to do my hair." Harry laughed.

"Herm it will only be a little while"

"Ok Harry," Hermione said, kissing him on the cheek.

"And if you don't mind, can you block your ears? We will be using the portkey. You don't mind, do you?"

Before Hermione had the chance to reply, he blocked her ears and felt a pull behind her navel.

Harry had used the portkey.

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