a/n: Happy Holidays everyone! Here's a new chapter to ring in the new year.

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Enjoy!

Chapter Three

An Unprecedented Couple

Harry James Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World seems to have taken up another hobby besides playing hero. That hobby is apparently non-other than almost-Death Eater, Draco Malfoy. Shocking eh?

Up until this year the two boys were sworn enemies since the day they met but a sudden event must have changed their minds. The two had been sneaking out various times during the week to engage in passionate snogging sequences. They had one particular spot where they always met until the very talented (and stubborn) Colin Creevey caught the two on camera (seen to the left).

I want to congratulate Mr. Creevey on his spiffing photography talent. Most of his talent has been put to use for his little club known as H.P.L.U. (Harry Potter Lovers United). The club is made of mostly young boys who look up to their hero with immense (if not utterly ridiculous) admiration. Their reaction to the picture Creevey had taken was pure excitement and they had been directed by the photographer to not only stalk Potter but poor Malfoy as well.

For others who were informed of the pair, such as another Hogwarts attendant, Lisa Limm, the news was literally shocking; former girlfriend Ginny Weasley, found the news confusing wondering how Harry could choose the young Malfoy heir over her. The poor girls, Limm and Weasley, have been found numerous times in the restrooms crying out their poor broken hearts.

Another Potter groupie, Romilda Vane has personally told me of all her failed attempts in winning Potter's heart: "I admit that I've been pathetic, but I've never known any one like him before and something about him just makes me crazy." Her reaction to the couple was parallel to Limm and Weasley's.

And for those who are just finding out the news what do you think? (Send in your comments, questions or concerns and see them in the next Witch Weekly issue.)

Now that we know some truths about the Golden Boy it could only make us wonder if he'd always known he was indeed a fairy and why specifically he played the part of a hardcore hero? Was it to cover up his true rainbow colors? It's hard to tell but be sure that you'll view the Boy-Who-Lived a tad differently the next time you see him.

Your faithful correspondent, Rita Skeeter

-:-

Blaise and Pansy fruitlessly attempted to drag Draco out of bed on Sunday morning. They tugged him out of bed, jinxed him but his depression fought all of that off. He just crawled right back to his bed and scuttled under the covers, hiding like a turtle.

"Oh, Blaise!" cried Pansy, clinging to his arm. "What has gotten in to him? I want my Draco back!"

Blaise sympathetically rubbed her back as they walked out of the boys' dormitory and onto the Great Hall for breakfast.

"He'll come around soon," Blaise told her as they sat at the Slytherin table.

He kept saying it but he was starting to believe it less and less.

-:-

Harry slumped in the familiar direction of the Great Hall, his feet dragging him along, but in the Entrance Hall he heard voices.

"You really think he won't notice? Don't try and protect him Ron, there's no point!"

"Shh! Hermione! I'm just worried, I don't think he'll be able to handle it."

"Handle what?" Harry asked coming into view.

Ron nearly jumped out of his skin in alarm. Hermione's face turned stony and hard. She nudged Ron in the ribs.

Harry raised his eyebrows at them waiting impatiently for an explanation. Ron opened his mouth but not even a squeak came out of it. Harry sucked in his breath; it took all the willpower that existed in him to not scream, yell and carry on at them. He was sick of everyone tiptoeing around him especially those two because they acted as if he would explode or something.

Then the doors of Hogwarts were thrown open with a bang causing all three students to divert their attention.

From outside, in walked Rita Skeeter as if she owned the place, along with her sleezy camera man.

"I smell drama in the air, Arnold," Skeeter said to her camera man in a pompous voice that only meant disaster for anyone else.

And then out of nowhere Hermione zipped towards the reporter and tackled her to the ground; the assaulted woman let out a piercing cry.

"Hermione!" Ron and Harry yelled at the same time.

But the bushy haired young lady did not reply, instead she continuously socked the living daylights out of Rita Skeeter, blood spattering everywhere and screaming incoherent and no doubt obscene phrases.

Too stunned to do anything Ron, Harry and the camera man, Arnold, just stood watching.

The noise attracted the attention of those in the Great Hall. Everyone came rushing out of the room to see what was going on.

The brawl worsened and soon the figures of Ginny Weasley, Lisa Limm and Romilda Vane came sprinting from the crowd to aide Hermione in the beating of Rita Skeeter.

The crowd started yelling, encouraging them and moved closer to the group to get a better look.

Over the noise Harry yelled, "We need to stop them!"

Ron nodded and rushed after Harry to save Skeeter from her death. Ron went for Hermione who had the look of the devil etched into her face as she flailed about trying to get back to what she'd started. The front of her robes was stained with blood and her fingers were swelling.

Harry went for Lisa and Ginny who were just as reluctant as Hermione to get off Skeeter. Next to him Luna Lovegood struggled with Romilda.

"What is this about?" Harry asked Luna.

"That bitch!" Hermione screamed having heard Harry's question. "That bitch! I'm going to fucking kill her! I swear on my life I will!"

The camera man just shuffled around taking picture after picture of the scene when three swooping figures parted the crowd. It was Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape and Hagrid.

"All righ'!" Hagrid boomed. "Break it up, break it up! All o' yeh! To yeh dormitories!"

The crowd slowly peeled away chatting louder than ever and staring back at Harry.

Professor McGonagall caught sight of the state of the unconscious Skeeter and turned gray.

"What is the meaning of this, ladies?" she barked at the obvious culprits. "Let them go. And you! Fool!" she said to the photographer, "Get the bloody hell out of here!" The man scuttled out of the school. "Luna," McGonagall turned back to the students, "fetch Madame Pomfrey."

"The Know-It-All finally snaps eh?" Snape said slyly.

"Shut up Severus!" McGonagall snapped, then turning back to Romilda, Lisa, Ginny, Hermione, Harry and Ron, "Explain!"

-:-

Everyone who had been left at the assaulting sight had traveled to the infirmary where Madame Pomfrey was cleaning up the now awakened reporter.

"I could sue for this you know!" Skeeter yelled.

"So could Harry, Lisa, Ginny, Romilda and Draco for writin' false information about 'em!" Hagrid boomed back.

"Oh shut it you dimwit you don't even know what you're speaking of. I can assure you my facts on Potter and Malfoy are true!"

"Stop fidgeting, my god woman!" Madame Pomfrey slapped Skeeter on the forehead.

"Now look here!" she started.

"Harry!" Hagrid wheeled around to face him. "Tell me this hag is lying!"

The boy looked up from his lap into Hagrid's eyes that said he knew his Harry couldn't possibly be having those kind of relations with Draco Malfoy.

"Harry?" Hagrid said again.

Without being about to look at anyone anymore Harry got up from his chair and walked out of the infirmary with everyone staring solemnly after him.

He'd finally seen the article and he'd seen the hurt look on Hagrid's face. He'd also wondered if Draco had seen it or knew anything about it.

Harry had been publicly humiliated before. And Rita Skeeter wasn't a stranger in that area. But he guessed it was easier to deal with all of those other things before, mainly because they weren't true.