A/N

So here is part two of the Amortentia story... except it kind of turned into three parts, that will be posted together...

And I threw in a "Zap" au...

Let's see how this turns out...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

Amortentia Part 2

Harry P.O.V.

"Come on, Harry, you have to admit you've been a bit sullen lately." Hermione had been berating him yet again to find a boyfriend. Harry knew she wouldn't have been nearly this insistent if she hadn't been feeling guilty about all the time her and Ron had been spending together since they became a couple.

Speaking of Ron, Harry shot a desperate glance toward his best friend, hoping at least he would be on his side.

"Sorry mate," Ron shrugged apologetically, "you have been kinda sad lately."

So much for friendship.

The three of them were just leaving breakfast in the Great Hall, when Hermione had decided to start up her new favorite topic of "when will Harry get a boyfriend?"

If he hadn't already been completely hung up over someone, he would have found her antics to be no more than mildly irritating; however, knowing she wouldn't back down until he either told her his crush, or found a boyfriend, her insistence was beginning to grate on his nerves.

And there was no way he would ever admit out loud who his crush was.

"Harry watch out!"

Harry ducked just as a purple bolt of light shot past, just barely grazing his hair.

There was an epidemic running rampant through Hogwarts that year; some genius had invented a spell called the "Zap Curse," which, when struck with it, temporarily tattoos the name of its victim's crush on the palm of their hand. And the name stays there until it is shown to the owner of said name.

Needless to say, Harry Potter seemed to be the prime target of every single girl in the school. It was to the point that Hermione and Ron had taken to glancing around corners for him whenever they walked through the halls.

The caster of this particular curse managed to disappear around to corner before any of the three of them could get a good look at who it was.

"Bloody hell, that's the fifth time this week." Ron shook his head in dismay.

"You'd think they would know better than to fire spells at a war veteran; particularly you, Harry." Hermione muttered.

Harry said nothing. Half of him desperately avoided being hit, but the other part of him half wanted it to happen, just so that he would have an excuse to force himself to finally confess to his best friends exactly who it was he was crushing on.

He wasn't sure how his crush would react to his confession however, except to curse him out of his skin.

Harry sighed deeply, "I have to go talk to Ginny."

Hermione and Ron glanced at one another quickly, before nodding, and leaving Harry to track down the youngest Weasley. Both of them knew that he and Ginny had pretended to date one another a couple years back to hide both of their sexualities; which resulted in a fast friendship between the two, though with Ginny being in a different year they hadn't been able to talk much since the school year began.

After half an hour of searching, he finally found her in the library, along with Luna and Neville.

"Hey." Harry approached their table.

Ginny's head popped up, "Is that a "hey" hey, or a "hey" hey?"

Harry couldn't help but smile at her ability to read him like a book, "It was a "hey" hey."

"Sorry guys, duty calls." Ginny bid goodbye to Luna and Neville, who were busy pouring over a book on Herbology, and merely waved to recognize her leave.

"I swear," Ginny rolled her eyes, "now that the two of them are dating it's like no one else exists."

"Tell me about it." Harry sighed, "Ron and Hermione are the same."

"Straight people." Ginny pretended to shake her head in disgust. Harry felt himself grinning back at her as they found a table in the quiet section of the library.

"So... what's up?" She raised an eyebrow at him, and Harry shifted uncomfortably.

"Well you know how I have a crush on that one person..." Harry began slowly, cautiously phrasing his thoughts.

"Oh yeah, how is Malfoy?" Ginny smirked.

"Why don't you just announce it to the world?" Harry frowned, glancing around to be sure no one could hear them.

Ginny shook her head, "Relax, no one can hear us, besides, it's not as if anyone would believe their own ears if they did."

Ginny had figured out Harry's little crush in his sixth year, back when she was the only one who knew he liked boys.

"I'm going to assume you came to me for advice on telling my brother and Hermione about Draco?" Ginny folded her arms, "You know what I think."

Harry rolled his eyes, "I know, but they've hated Draco for years, and I did too at one point. He tried to kill us last year. I can't just come out and say that I like him."

"But why not?" Ginny frowned, "They're your best friends, they might not understand, but they'll accept you anyway. Just like I did."

Harry smiled, remembering the horror he had felt when she had come up to him one day and announced that she knew who he liked.

"That's different, and you know it." Harry sighed.

"It's not really." Ginny insisted, "You're just over thinking it."

"I know." Harry muttered miserably.

"You're obviously worked up about it at the moment, why don't you sleep on it and get back to me tomorrow? I'll meet you here at noon and we can talk it out then."

Harry nodded, seeing that she was right, "Fine, I guess I'll see you tomorrow, thanks Gin."

And with that he left the library.

Ginny P.O.V.

Ginny sighed, feeling terrible for her best friend, especially considering what she had just done.

"Alright," she called, "you can come out now."

Pansy P.O.V.

"Harry watch out!"

Pansy ducked around the corner, having missed her shot, and sprinted away.

She had known it was a long shot; hitting Potter with the Zap Curse. But she had to know. For Draco's sake.

After running for a few minutes, she slowed down, waiting for her breath to catch up with her. Glancing around, she realized that she was somewhere near Ravenclaw tower... and the library. She vaguely remembered Draco mentioning wanting to study there earlier, and figured that finding him was as good a plan as any.

Upon reaching the library she glanced around, but Draco was nowhere in sight. Probably forgot his book in the dormitory. She rolled her eyes; Draco had been extremely absent minded lately. At least now she knew why.

She turned to leave when she caught sight of the flaming red hair of a Weasley. Ginny. Pansy recalled the rather close relationship that her and Potter seemed to have; in fact Pansy had been convinced they were dating up until recent events.

"Hey." Pansy strode over to their table, earning herself three strange glances from Weasley, Longbottom, and Lovegood, alike.

"Um, hi Pansy." Ginny arched an eyebrow at her as if to say "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Uh..." Pansy cleared her throat, suddenly not so sure of herself, "I think we need to talk."

Ginny stared at her as if she had transformed into a blast-ended skrewt, "Okay."

Pansy led her into a quiet corner of the library, where she was sure they wouldn't be overheard.

"So..." she began awkwardly, trying to think of how to word her question.

"Look," Ginny interrupted, "if you're going to ask about Harry; no he and I are not dating, and no he would not be into you. Don't take it personally, you're just not really his... type."

Pansy stared at her before bursting out laughing, "oh I know." she said between fits of giggles, "apparently girls in general aren't really his type."

Ginny's eyes grew to the size of saucers, "How on earth did you -"

"I overheard Ron and Hermione talking about it." Pansy replied, "Don't worry though, his secret is safe with me."

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Yeah, I know, at a price right?"

Pansy frowned, folding her arms across her chest, "Hey, just because I'm a Slytherin doesn't mean I'm a bitch. If I say Potter's secret is safe, then it's safe."

Ginny had the sense to look ashamed, "Sorry." she muttered, "It's just that a lot of you are that way."

"Oh believe me, I know." Pansy rolled her eyes, "We're ambitious, I just don't see why everyone thinks that's such a bad thing."

"I guess you're right." Ginny chuckled, "So if you didn't come to me about Harry, then why are you here?"

"Actually, it is about Harry." Ginny's eyebrows shot up, "I need to know who he likes."

"Why?"

"For... um... a friend of mine." Pansy replied awkwardly, not wanting to betray Draco's trust, even if he had never implicitly told her himself. Which she was still pissed about.

To her immense surprise, Ginny's face broke out into a smirk, "If this "friend" is who I think it is... then we have our work cut out for us."

"Hm?"

"I can't tell you myself, but if you wait a few minutes, I'm about eighty percent sure that Harry will show up, and you might be surprised at what you might hear."

It wasn't ten minutes later that Harry showed up, looking distressed beyond measure, and asked to speak with Ginny.

After listening in to their conversation, Pansy could barely contain her excitement.

"Alright, you can come out now."

"Oh my god!" Pansy burst out from behind the bookshelf, "We need to set them up right now this very second!"

Ginny held up her hands in a calming gesture, "Woah there. You heard what Harry said, we need to get him to confess to Ron and Hermione before we set them up."

"But if we set them up, then wouldn't it be easier for him to tell them?" Pansy frowned.

Ginny shook her head, "Believe me Pansy, I want to set them up just as bad as you do. I've had to listen to Harry whining about how cute Draco is for years, but I know that he won't do anything about it until he knows for sure that Ron and Hermione approve."

"What a push over." Pansy pouted.

Ginny giggled, "That's what I keep telling him."

"So how are we gonna do this then?" Pansy pondered different ways of convincing Boy Wonder to confess; quite a few of them employed the use of blackmail.

"We?" Ginny arched an eyebrow at her.

"Yes we," Pansy smiled, "we're in this together now, it's our mission to set them up."

Ginny gave her an odd look before nodding, "Deal. Let's set up our best friends."

"Yay, now we just have to figure out how."

"What about a Zap Curse?"

Pansy frowned, "Tried that already."

At Ginny's curious glance, she explained how she had tried to curse Harry in the hallway.

"You've got guts, I'll admit that," Ginny chuckled, "But if you ever try to curse him again without my permission I will turn you into a worm."

Pansy gulped, "Got it."

"I do think the curse has merit though." Ginny tapped a finger against her chin, "That way he'll have to show them before he shows Draco, not to mention it'll be extremely easy for me to hit him with the curse tomorrow when he comes to meet me here."

Pansy's eyes lit up, "Right, and then on Monday when they have potions together there's no way Draco won't notice it!"

Ginny burst out laughing, "No way, they're potions partners? No wonder he looked so distressed earlier."

"Yeah," Pansy joined in, "no wonder."