so here is chapter 3. i know you are probably waiting for Harry's suicide. actually i started it out as a dark Harry , but then i had a change of heart,i know it was bad of me, but i just could not vision Harry as the type to go kill themselves because life turned tough or when the worst came and went, leaving scars on his mind. so Harry is just disturbed, his freinds think he is going to commit suicide but he really is stronger than that. so hope you like it. and review. thank you for reading.

Ana


DISCALIMER: no nothing belongs to me because my name is not J K Rowling, and i certainly am not the creator of Harry Potter or that brilliant to invent it. so don't sue me.


A parchment lay open between Draco and Hermione. And on it were scribbled three names. Three vastly different and disparate names.

Teddy Lupin

Luna Lovegood

Draco Malfoy

Draco was all for having two names on the parchment but Hermione glared daggers if he even mentioned removing his name. The sight of his name was both elevating and also irritating.

...

That day after his confrontation with Potter he marched into The Great Hall, up to the Gryffindor table, surprising the hell out of almost everybody and at Granger's head. She looked up at him questioningly.

'Mind talking to me Granger?"

She kept silent but looked at him curiously, waiting for him to speak.

"Somewhere a bit more private?" he gritted his teeth. Was she unaware of the attention they were attracting? Who can talk anything in this gossiping hell?

"And why can't you just talk to her here?" Weasel butted in.

"Like I said. Privacy." Draco spat.

Weasley looked like he was about to interrupt again when finally Hermione spoke up, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"That's all right, Ron. But you" she turned to Draco "you better make it quick, i have a History Of Magic in 15 minutes"

"Would it kill you to miss Binn's one lecture, Granger?"

Her eyes became slits "I thought you wanted to discuss in private"

Getting her hint, Draco turned on his heels and stalked out of the hall, she followed him quietly. On his way out he saw Potter sitting quietly on the Ravenclaw table, by that Lovegood girl. And to Draco's wonder he was talking to her.

Not roaring, not complaining, talking to her. Albeit it looked like most of the conversation came from her side but still, he was polite enough to listen to her. Weird.

Opening the door to an empty classroom, he waited for Granger to walk in. after that he locked the room, put on a secrecy charm and turned to her who still had her eyes narrowed at him

"what was that about?" she asked.

" Potter"

"what?"

" I want to talk about Potter. And you are the only person in this school who is nearly as intelligent as me and—"

" was that an indirect compliment, Malfoy?"

" oh well, you are the most intelligent person in school, happy? Now can we move on to something more . . . not childish?"

" now that the primary fact is established, please do." She smirked.

Draco sighed. He must be mad to even think that he, Potter's long term enemy, was concerned about him and willing to do something about it. Also the fact that he was talking to Granger without once muttering the word, not that he said it now anyways. He had no wish to get landed in Azkaban.

" look we all know that Potter is not faring well after the, well you know. And as much of a git I look, actually I take that thought back, I don't look like a git, rather feel like one, the point is that idiot saved my life, not once but twice, and now that he needs help, I want to settle the score." He finished with a sigh. He had been sighing a lot lately, he noted.

Granger had the indecency to looked amused. Of all things, amused.

"What is so funny, granger?"

"Nothing is funny of course. I'm just glad that you and Harry are finally looking beyond the appearances, if you know what I mean. And so happy that you are suddenly talking so mature."

"It was difficult to not be mature after what we went through."

Her face darkened.

"You are right. And Harry went through a lot."

"Exactly. So my plan is to launch a plan to make a plan for his revival."

"Why don't we forget the word plan and go with the flow"

"What exactly do you mean?"

"We will do this the scientific way. First we need to find out why has Harry changed so much, shut up, and then who has influence over him, close your mouth, and then to use those people for his revival, as you so rightly put it."

"We need to find out why he has changed? Are you insane Granger?"

"Maybe, a little bit." She said haughtily. "But if you want to work with me, deal with my insanity or I'm out."

"And leave Potter like that?"

"Well as it happens I know him a lot better than you do. Harry is a lot stronger than you think. And he has emerged from things far worse than this. Okay so, not worse, but he will manage it. I trust him."

"Yeah in all this cheesy trust, Potter might actually commit suicide but oh, you trust him. Isn't that a comfort?"

Granger actually paled at his snide remark.

"You think he is going to. . . no Harry is far braver than that!"

"Honestly Granger, what do you think he is , a god or something? He is a freaking human! He feels like the rest of us. Look, I tried to talk to him this morning, you saw me, all he did was go you-don't-understand-I'm-so-grieved-I-want-to-die on me. How normal do you think that is. As far as I know Potter is a quiet one."

She raised her eyebrows but then after an arched brow from him, sighed and humbled. After all he was a Slytherin, and nobody defeated Slytherins at conjuring smirks and sarcastic looks. Gryffindors had their roars and all that stuff, stick to that, Malfoy thought.

"All right so what do you suggest we do? Apart from making and launching plans." She added.

"Let's just observe for now how he behaves around people close to him and take notes."

She rolled her eyes at his antics. He was really serious about this settling the score thing. "fine, I'll let you know when to meet me in the Room of Requirement." She turned to go.

"Oh and Granger? You just missed Binn's class." He smirked.

" Malfoy?" Granger had the audacity to shake his shulder.

"what?" he barked.

Her eyes narrows instantly. " look I don't like it more than you. But this is for Harry who means a lot to me, and since you want to be on equal terms with him again, just try not to let your attention wander off, okay?"

"Are you suggesting Granger that you are doing all the work here?"

"Oh shut up with the competition! It was I who found out about Teddy and you, didn't I?"

"So observant of you, Granger. And no, I do not come in the list of people to whom Potter lays his heart out."

"But he did talk – he yelled at you. He doesn't do that around me or Ron or Ginny or anyone any more. Teddy is his godson, dear to him through Tonks and Remus. Luna, well I feel something between them. But you, you have a place too."

"No I don't Granger, stop suggesting or even hinting at a friendship between me and Potter. That is not possible. Ever"

"I'm not hinting at friendship I'm speaking of rivalry, of enmity, of petty competition of curse flinging. You are his nemesis In every sense of the world, sure his life has a place for you."

"All right I'm convinced. That you are not going to leave me alone on that fact. So we got the list, what now?'

She got all bright-eyed then. "Now comes the real fun, now we can do the real thing. The Plan For The Revival of Harry James Potter begins, as of this moment."

Draco rolled his eyes. Trust the over-excited witch to over- exaggerate the importance of their task.

"Now listen very closely Malfoy, this is a vey important mission we are on. Here," she handed him a galleon, and he understood at once. A galleon with a protean charm excellent if you wanted to keep your time of your meetings discreet. "When around Harry, try your best to look like you just swallowed a slug. He is tired of admirers, he will turn to you, and then you will do. Exactly. As. I. Tell. You. To."

Draco felt his heart sinking. What had he gotten himself into?

"Right" he agreed meekly.

"Right then, I will leave now. I'll let you know when to meet gain."

She winked at his galleon." Oh and Malfoy, there is no need to look like you swallowed a slug now. Do that around Harry."

She flitted out of the room, apparently very pleased with herself. Which was quite enough to begin with. She was elevated as she walked away to the tower; she was actually doing something about Harry's situation. This is what Harry must have felt when we started Dumbledore's Army.

Draco Malfoy in the other hand was having second thoughts about the settling of score thing. This is what Harry must have felt when he found out about Voldemort's insistence to kill him. The impending doom.

But still, if it helped Potter, if I meant that Draco could look at his face again without remembering that he had saved Draco not only from a very painful death but also from an eternity in Azkaban, he would do anything.

Anything.


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