Watching The Rain
Chapter 3 - Daily Prophet Discourses
By: KaKaVegeGurl
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On the return to Hogwarts on the Express, he got the usual strange looks as he walked down the corridor, people would nudge the person sitting beside them and then point at him, he was use to it, but it was still very nerve racking. When he finally found a compartment that was empty, Harry sat alone, for once, and he didn't even meet up with Draco Malfoy the entire time, of course it was a very boring and lonely trip, but Harry had dealt with things like this for the first eleven years of his life, he was too use to it now for it to bother him.
He also tried his hardest to ignore the looks he got when others past by his window, they would do the same as before. Of course, he hated to admit that he was use to it, and even now it seemed like it shouldn't be happening, considering he had been at Hogwarts for six years now, people should be use to it, and that's what bothered him.
When they finally arrived at Hogwarts Harry sat as far away from Hermione and Ron as he could as he was sure they both wouldn't want to talk to him anymore. He had also purposely avoided Malfoy since the night in Diagon Alley, even though the Slytherin had attempted to bother him before he had even sat down at the Gryffindor table, still saying he needed to talk to him about something important, but he ignored him as usual. The kids at the Gryffindor table hadn't bothered to say a thing to him and he heard a rumble of whispers across the Great Hall as he sat there waiting for the sorting to start, and when it did... It seemed to get louder rather than to stop right there.
When he got to the Gryffindor Common Room that night he immediatley went up to the dorms, he didn't bother to say goodnight to anyone, all of the Gryffindors continued to whisper amongst themselves, he was so tired he didn't even want to wonder why, he just flopped down on his bed and quickly feel into a deep sleep, not even bothering to undress or even take off his glasses, he felt way to exhausted.
When he woke up in the morning he went straight to the Great Hall and to the Griffindor table, the second he entered the room, those who were there began to whisper amongst one another, and Harry was immediately reminded of what had happened back in his fourth year.
He could hear shouts and praise comming from the Slytherin table and Pansy Parkinson stood to share her thoughts.
"Potty wee Potter should be slithering over here!"
A few others put in their ten cents as well.
"Join us Potter!"
"We're your REAL friends!"
"You know you like us!"
"I'll save a seat for you!" Yelled Theodore Nott.
Harry tried his hardest to ignore them and went straight for the Gryffindor table, those sitting there gave him strange looks and Hermione and Ron sat beside one another; both of their heads buried in a newspaper, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow to them.
"Says here you weren't suppose to be in Gryffindor, Harry. Care to explain what this is all about?" Hermione finally put down the paper to look at him, and the look was glaring, she had that knowing look she held only when she knows everything, just looking at her made him feel bad.
"What do you care?" Harry shot back, even though in his mind there were a million questions buzzing around, he turned to Ron as the red-head snorted and began picking at some porridge sitting in front of him, "It's not like either of you two care."
"We do care, Harry." Spoke Hermione sharply as she handed Harry the paper, "Otherwise we wouldn't wonder about you so much, I'm really sorry I couldn't get around to reading that sooner, or I would've warned you."
Harry watched her closely as he took the paper from her, "Riiiight." He cast his eyes to the paper for only a moment and then let out a gasped.
Slytherins Question Boy Who Lived
By: Rita Skeeter
The one who defeated the Dark Lord; the now teenaged Harry Potter for three years in total, who is also starting his 6th year at Hogwarts, stated in a written letter that he was suppose to be put in Slytherin at the beginning of his first year, he was however mistakenly put into Gryffindor. Young Harry is said to have known this since his first year when he foremostly placed on the Sorting Hat, but he decided to keep it a secret from everyone, even his two closest friends, Ronald Weasley and one Hermione Granger; a muggle born. Mr. Potter has been known to do countless daring and dangerous acts, things that only a true Slytherin would think of doing, and with the death of his parents still placed fresh in his mind, Harry has been seen breaking many of the Hogwarts rules and has even been warned of using magic at home almost every summer before school. Continued on page...
Harry looked up slowly, his face paled as he felt all of the blood rushed out of his cheeks, "W-When did this come out?" He finally croaked out in a light whisper.
"Yesterday morning." Ron answered deeply, he stared at Harry as if he didn't know him anymore, "Why didn't you tell us before, mate?"
Harry gulped and looked down, "Mate? I told you not to call me that... I guess I was scared... I don't know, I didn't really think it was that important."
"'Not that important'! When did you plan to tell us, we're your friends, Harry!" Hermione looked down as Ron poke rashly, "I thought you trusted us enough!"
"I do-did, I mean." Harry started giving off a very confused expression, "And you're not my friends anymore, remember?"
Ron glared at him, "Definantly not, I thought I knew you enough... I guess I was wrong. Go over to the Slytherin table where you belong."
Harry stood up, he stared at his two oldest friends and then stomped away from the Gryffindor table just as Hermione put her head in her hands.
The Slytherin table burst into voice once again, trying to call Harry over once again as the Gryffindor left the Great Hall at a pace.
A few minutes later, once the sound had died down just a tad, Draco Malfoy excused himself from the Slytherin table and slunk after him.
Harry was halfway up a set of stairs on the second floor when Draco finally caught up.
"Wait, Potter!"
Green eyes turned around sharply to stare the Slytherin down, "What do you want, Malfoy, come to bother me as usual?"
Draco stopped dead in his tracks at the very bottom of the flight of stairs, "I need to talk to you."
"I don't want to hear what you have to say, go back to the Great Hall."
"Wait!" Draco shouted as Harry started back up the stairs, but the Gryffindor wouldn't stop, Draco started up the flight as he began to become desperate, suddenly the stairs began to move, "Just, for once, listen to what I have to-"
"No!" Harry interrupted, "I know you've come to gloat, and I don't need OR want to hear it!"
"Potter, just give me a second to explain myself, I haven't come to gloat, believe me."
Harry turned once again as the stairs finished their move and he completed his way up, "I'm sure you haven't."
"I feel sorry about the whole Daily Prophet thing and about Weasel and the Mudblood."
Harry stopped dead in his tracks ; he turned slowly as Draco took a few more steps, "I thought I told you not to call them that."
They stared at each other for minutes in complete silence, frozen in place, Harry watched Draco, his lips closed tight and then he finally decided to speak again.
"Are you joking?"
Draco's eyes widened, "No." He said instantly, "I'm not lying, Potter. This is what I wanted to talk to you about. What I've been wanting to talk to you about."
"Been?" Harry stepped down once, now just two above Draco, "How did you know? The paper came out just yesterday, didn't it? And you've been bothering me about this all since last week. How could you have known?"
"Father knows everything."
"Lucius Malfoy's in Azkaban." Harry said bluntly.
"He sent me a letter about the Daily Prophet two weeks before today," Draco said taking a step up.
"Why?" Harry pointed a brow at Draco skeptically as he watched him.
Draco stared up at Harry, "Father tells me everything he knows about you."
Harry took the last step between him and Draco so he could now be eye level with the Slytherin prince, "And why do you feel bad about all of this?"
Draco stood, taking a moment to think over his answer for Harry's question, "... I knew they were going to stop being friends with you months ago, so I was going to warn you, same for the whole Slytherin thing."
"If you were going to then why didn't you?" Harry asked as he balled his fist.
"I got caught up in some other buisness." Draco stared at him, "I meant to tell you though."
"Why do you even care?"
Draco's eyes moved down to the steps, "I-I don't."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Then what's the point?"
"The point," Draco started, "is that I thought you should know, I tried to tell you how I felt, and all, many times before."
"You still haven't said 'why'." Harry glared at Draco, "You keep on saying you were 'gonna' tell me, why do you even care enough to tell me, you did say you didn't and still you're going on about it, why?"
Draco listened to Harry's breathing for a moment before he decided to answer, "I have... Strong feelings for you, I don't know what kind, I just do." He couldn't bring his eyes to look Harry in the face anymore so he turned to the side.
"You have some serious guts telling me all that." Harry sat on the side of the stair rails, perching there just watching the blond.
Draco frowned and finally looked at Harry, and without the least bit of fear in his eyes, "Not all Slytherins don't have balls."
"Obviously."
Draco backed up as he heard the Great Hall doors open up and the talking students began to spill out into the hallways, "Well, that's all I wanted to say..."
Harry watched the blond intently, "If you say so, Malfoy."
Draco nodded slowly, "I do, Potter." He turned around and set off quickly down the stairs, "And remember, this didn't happen."
"... Right... It didn't," Harry straightened up, slowly continuing his long and anticipated walk to the Gryffindor dorms.
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