Saturday morning I woke up bright and early excited to finally get some alone time with Harry. I dressed in a gray mini skirt that flared out and had buttons in the center from the top to the bottom and a purple sweep tank top with a few buttons down the neckline. I blow dried my hair and left it in its natural waves. I practically ran to the Gryffindor Common Room telling the Fat Lady the password and hurrying to the Boy's dorms finding Harry still asleep. I sat on his bed closing the drapes around us before leaning down to press my lips against his sleeping ones. Almost immediately his arms wrapped around me and he pulled me down onto his bed under him causing me to laugh quietly. "Good morning," he said after reaching over me to put on his glasses.
"Morning," I grinned pulling him down to kiss me.
He kissed me back for a few moments before pulling away. "Not that I don't appreciate the wake-up call, but what are you doing up so early?"
"I wanted to go ahead and help you with your homework so we could spend some time hanging out outside of the Pink Toad's office." I ran my fingers through his hair. "Right now we are seriously lacking in that department."
Harry sighed playfully, "I guess, but I'm just warning you, I have a lot."
"Okay, get up and get dressed!" I said pushing him off of me.
I met him in the Common Room in about twenty minutes and helped him with his homework before he wrote a letter to Sirius. "Don't you feel better now that you have all that homework out of the way?" I said taking both of his hands in mine.
"Definitely," He replied pulling me close to give me a kiss before we continued on our way to the Owlery.
I watched him tie the letter to Hedwig with my back against the wall and my arms crossed thinking back to the first time I saw Harry here.
I had just sent a letter to my parents and I was watching the sky turn blue when I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and found myself face to face with Harry Potter. He shot me a glare but didn't say anything as he called one of the school owls down. "I thought you had your own owl Potter?" I said.
He didn't respond just tied the letter around the owl's leg.
"So, do you know who put your name in the Goblet?"
That got a response, "you don't think I put my name in the Goblet?"
I slid off the window sill and stared at him. "Even someone as dumb as you Potter surely wouldn't be stupid enough to put your name in a Goblet that would enter you in a competition where you very likely might die when you are trying so gallantly to save the world."
He cocked his head slightly to the left, "why should I tell you anything?"
I shrugged, "because I might be one of the only people in the school that believes you didn't put your name in the Goblet."
He stared at me for a moment, "you're not like your brother are you?"
I sighed, crossing my arms, "what would give you that impression?"
"Because by now, he would have said something about betting I would only survive five minutes."
I nodded, "you're probably right."
"What are you thinking about?" Harry asked bringing me out of my thoughts as he pressed himself close to me placing his hands on my hips.
I smiled placing my hands against his chest, playing with the buttons on his shirt. "The first time we really talked to each other. It was right here you know."
He looked around, "it was wasn't it?"
"Yep," I looked up into his eyes. "Are you glad you did?"
"Very," he said leaning down to press his lips against mine.
We were getting a little carried away when the Owlery door opened and we jumped apart, Harry fixing his askew glasses while I straightened my shirt out. "Oh . . . hi," Cho Chang said breathlessly. "I didn't think anyone would be up here this early. . . . I only remembered five minutes ago, it's my mum's birthday."
This girl really irked me. We were in the middle of something.
"Right," said Harry.
"Good Quidditch conditions today. I haven't been out all week, have you?" She said looking out the window.
Really? You're here to mail a letter no need to make small talk. Just mail your stupid present and leave.
"No," said Harry.
"Hey, has Gryffindor got a new Keeper yet?" she asked.
This small talk was really starting to annoy me. She was cutting into some of the only alone time I've had with Harry all week.
"Yeah," said Harry. "It's my friend Ron Weasley, d'you know him?"
She nodded. "Is he any good?"
"Yeah," said Harry, "I think so. I didn't see his tryout, though, I was in detention."
She opened her mouth to respond, but I interrupted her. "Well, it was nice seeing you Chang, but my boyfriend and I have some catching up to do." I said wrapping my arms around Harry's waist and staring up at him trying to look as love-sick as possible.
Harry gave me a weird look but nodded. "I'll see you around." He said wrapping an arm around my shoulder and following me out the doors. "What was that about?" he asked when we exited the Owlery.
"What was what about?" I said acting confused.
"That stuff with Cho."
"Harry, I have no idea what you're talking about. I think you need some breakfast in you, you haven't had much sleep."
Harry opened his mouth to respond, but I dragged him along into the Great Hall.
"Morning," we said brightly to Ron and Hermione as we sat down at the Gryffindor table.
"Where have you two been?" Ron asked as Harry pilled some food on his plate.
"Around," we replied at the same time grinning at each other.
"What do you look so happy about?" Ron asked.
"Erm . . . Quidditch later," said Harry happily, pulling a large platter of bacon and eggs toward him.
"You have Quidditch today?" I asked with a pout.
"Yeah, but we'll hang out when it's over I promise. Why don't you come watch?"
He looked so excited I couldn't tell him no. "Sure, as long as Hermione comes with to keep me company." I said quickly.
Hermione shot me a slight glare but nodded.
"Listen . . . you don't fancy going out a bit earlier with me, do you? Just to – er – give me some practice before training? So I can, you know, get my eye in a bit . . ." Ron said to Harry.
"Yeah, okay," said Harry.
"Look, I don't think you should," said Hermione seriously, "you're both really behind on homework as it -"
"Actually Hermione," I interrupted her, "Harry's all caught up on homework. I've been helping him after detention and today I woke him up early to finish it."
Hermione gave Harry a surprised look when he nodded, "oh, all right then, but Ron -"
But she broke off; the morning post was arriving and, as usual, the Daily Prophet was soaring toward her in the beak of a screech owl, which landed perilously close to the sugar bowl and held out a leg; Hermione pushed a Knut into its leather pouch, took the newspaper, and scanned the front page critically as the owl took off again.
"Anything interesting?" said Ron, eagerly trying to get Hermione off the subject of homework.
"No," she sighed, "just some guff about the bass player in the Weird Sisters getting married. . . ."
She opened the paper and disappeared behind it while Harry helped himself to more food and Ron stared off into space.
"Wait a moment," said Hermione suddenly. "Oh no . . . Sirius!"
"What's happened?" said Harry, and he snatched at the paper so violently that it ripped down the middle so that he and Hermione were holding half each.
"The Ministry of Magic has received a tip-off from a reliable source that Sirius Black, notorious mass murderer . . . blah blah blah . . . is currently hiding in London!" Hermione read from her half in an anguished whisper.
"Lucius Malfoy, I'll bet anything," said Harry in a low, furious voice. "I bet he recognized Sirius on the platform!"
". . . 'Ministry warns Wizarding community that Black is very dangerous . . . killed thirteen people . . . broke out of Azkaban . . .' the usual rubbish," Hermione concluded, laying down her half of the paper and looking fearfully at Harry and Ron. "Well, he just won't be able to leave the house again, that's all," she whispered. "Dumbledore did warn him not to."
Harry looked down glumly at the bit of the Prophet he had torn off. I placed my hand on top of his knee and gave him a kiss on the cheek before continuing with my breakfast.
"Hey!" He said suddenly flattening down the news article. "Look at this!"
"I've got all the robes I want," said Ron.
"No," said Harry, "look . . . this little piece here . . ."
It was an article about Sturgis Podmore who was arrested for trying to break into a high security door at the Ministry of Magic and was sentenced to six months in Azkaban.
"Sturgis Podmore?" said Ron slowly, "but he's that bloke who looks like his head's been thatched, isn't he? He's one of the Ord -"
"Ron, shh!" said Hermione, casting a terrified look around them.
"Six months in Azkaban!" whispered Harry, shocked. "Just for trying to get through a door!"
"Don't be silly, it wasn't just for trying to get through a door - what on earth was he doing at the Ministry of Magic at one o'clock in the morning?" breathed Hermione.
"D'you reckon he was doing something for the Order?" "Ron muttered.
"Wait a moment. . . ." said Harry slowly. "Sturgis was supposed to come and see us off, remember?"
We all looked at him.
"Yeah, he was supposed to be part of our guard going to King's Cross remember? And Moody was all annoyed because he didn't turn up, so that doesn't seem like he was supposed to be on a job for them, does it?"
"Well, maybe they didn't expect him to get caught," said Hermione.
"It could be a frame up!" Ron exclaimed excitedly. "No – listen!" he went on, dropping his voice dramatically at the threatening look on Hermione's face. "The Ministry suspects he's one of Dumbledore's lot so – I dunno – they lured him to the Ministry, and he wasn't trying to get through a door at all! Maybe they've just made something up to get him!"
Harry and I exchanged disbelieving looks, but Hermione looked rather impressed, "Do you know, I wouldn't be at all surprised if that were true."
Harry put down his knife and fork and then Hermione started going on about homework they should do. They made up some excuse and Harry dragged me out to the Quidditch field with Ron and him. Hermione promising to met me when she got her homework.
"I mean, I can do it tonight," said Ron, as we walked down the sloping lawns toward the Quidditch pitch, their broomsticks over their shoulders. "And I've got tomorrow. She gets too worked up about work, that's her trouble. . . ." There was a pause and he added, in a slightly more anxious tone, "D'you think she meant it when she said we weren't copying from her?"
"Yeah, I do," said Harry. "Still, this is important too, we've got to practice if we want to stay on the Quidditch team. . . ."
"Yeah, that's right," said Ron in a heartened tone. "And we have got plenty of time to do it all. . . ."
"Whatever gets you guys through the night." I said, "Now, if you guys don't mind, I'm going to go sit in the stands like a good girlfriend, but don't anticipate me to put on a Gryffindor uniform and start cheering."
"Wouldn't expect you to, in fact it would probably creep me out a little." He said wrapping an arm around my waist and giving me a kiss on the cheek, "have fun."
I made my way over to the stands sitting at the bottom and pulling a book out of my bag called The Looking Glass Wars. "What are you reading?" Hermione asked when she caught up to me.
"Have you ever heard the story of Alice and Wonderland?" I asked her.
"Yes it was one of my favorites; I often had my parents read it to me before bed when I was younger." She replied with a slight smile.
"Well it's loosely based on that, and for readers about in their teenage years."
"How did you get a hold of it? I didn't think your parents would want anything muggle related in your house?" She asked curiously.
I reached down beside me and grabbed my bag that I kept with me at all times and handed it to Hermione. "Here, open it up," I said.
She gave me an odd glance but opened up the bag and reached down into it her eyes widening when she felt what was inside. "Is this filled with muggle books?"
I nodded.
She continued to feel through the bag her eyes widening as she continued to feel all the books. "How many are in here?"
I shrugged, "I lost count after about fifty, there was a bookstore a few blocks from my house, and I would tell my parents I was going to run around the block and I would go there."
"This is a really complicated spell! Where did you learn it?"
"A really old spell book, I can show it to you sometimes."
She smiled, "if you don't mind, I bet it will come in handy one day."
I smiled at her and all of the sudden there was a gust of wind and Harry pulled to a stop in front of us. "Hey, I thought you were supposed to be a good girlfriend and watch your boyfriend." He said grinning at me.
I rolled my eyes. "Sorry, it's kind of boring just sitting here watching nothing." I smirked.
He rolled his eyes and started to reply when Ron called him over. He shot a quick grin at me before flying off to Ron. I stared after him with a slight smile on my face.
Hermione and I watched them for a little while, Harry throwing the Quaffle while Ron tried to guard the three goal posts. "You make him really happy you know. I haven't seen him smile this much in ages." Hermione said
"He makes me happy to. I don't know where I'd be right now if it wasn't for him." I said with another small smile.
"When did you two start talking? I never even saw you two look at each other before this summer." Hermione asked.
I turned my gaze away from Harry to turn to her. "We started talking the day after his name came out of the Goblet and started dating the night of the Yule Ball."
Her eyes widened, "and no one ever knew?"
I shook my head turning back to Harry who was looking at me instead of paying attention to Ron which caused him to get hit in the gut with the Quaffle that Ron was throwing back to him. I stood up quickly making sure he was okay before I sat down when he flew back up blushing and casting a quick glance at me before he threw the Quaffle back at Ron with particular force.
"Those tasks must have been horrible for you." Hermione said when I sat back down.
I shook my head, "you have no idea."
I had managed to sneak away from my brother for the second task and was currently staring at the water where all the other contestants had come up. Harry still hadn't come up and I was slowly losing my mind. If he did not come up soon I was seriously about to go jump in the lake and look for him myself, time had ended forever ago. I was pacing back and forth ignoring everyone else and all the Gryffindors who were sitting around staring at the same thing. Suddenly there was a splash and Ron Weasley and a blonde girl came bursting to the surface followed by Harry. I felt my heart finally calm down and was about to run over to met him not caring who saw when a hand grabbed a hold of mine. "Emily what are you doing down here?" I turned around finding my brother looking extremely put out, probably because Harry had made it out alive.
I chanced a quick glance behind me to find Harry watching me. When he caught my gaze he gave me a slight nod signifying he was okay before I turned back around. "Nothing," I said unable to find an insult about Harry that my brother would have approved of.
Harry and Ron ended up practicing all the way up until lunch to Hermione's displeasure, and she spent the whole entire lunch time getting on to Ron about his homework getting piled up.
"I'm starting to get the feeling they do this a lot." I whispered in Harry's ear as Hermione and Ron started another argument.
"All the time," Harry replied. "Are you going to come out to watch practice?"
"Actually if you don't mind, I'm really behind on sleep and I was hopeing to catch a nap before I steal you away for the rest of the weekend." I said.
He looked a little disappointed but nodded so I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against his lips for a moment before pulling away. "I know you're a great Quidditch player Harry you don't have to prove it to me." I whispered in his ear.
"I just wanted us to spend the weekend together and now I feel bad because I'm not getting time to spend with you." Harry said.
I smiled at him. "Come on," I said grabbing his hand and pulling him up with me.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked Harry as I pulled him away.
"He'll meet you on the pitch Ronald." I said over my shoulder still leading Harry away.
I pulled him outside the doors and out onto the grounds stopping under the beech tree by the Lake and sat down patting the seat next to me. "We've got around fifteen minutes until you have to go practice."
Harry smiled and sat down beside me wrapping his arms around me. "You know this spot looks really familiar. . ."
I leaned against him. "Really? Because I don't remember anything," I teased.
He gave my waist a playful squeeze. "Oh, I'm sorry it must be that other girl I met here during the Yule Ball."
I glared at him.
"You know I never pictured you as the jealous type." Harry said grinning.
I scoffed, "I am not jealous." I said.
"Oh really? Than what was that stuff with Cho this morning?" Harry asked smirking.
I crossed my arms and looked away. "I have no idea what you're talking about Potter and stop looking at me like that. You look like my brother."
In a quick movement Harry had me pinned under him grinning mischievously, "take it back." He said.
I bit my lip and shook my head.
He let all of his body press against mine and moved his hands threatingly to my side. "Take it back," he whispered in my ear causing a shiver to go down my spine.
"Never," I replied seriously before I burst into laughter because of Harry tickling me. "Harry stop! Harry please stop!" I said in-between giggles.
"Not until you take it back." He said continuing to tickle me.
I had to think of something quick so with all of my strength I flipped over so I was on top of him and leaned down to gently press my lips against his my hands resting on either side of his head. "You cheated," he said when I pulled away his hands reaching up to rest on my hips.
"I'm a Slytherin," I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "we do what we have to do to get what we want."
"And what exactly did you want to do, get me to stop tickling you or kiss me?" He teased.
I just grinned at him. "You will never know," I said leaning down to press my lips against his lingeringly. "Now you have to get to practice. Just remember that's waiting for you when you get out." I said getting off of him.
He groaned but sat up giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before he parted. I started walking back towards the castle, but just when I had reached the doors Draco's owl, Ebony, dropped a red letter into my hands. "Oh no," I said realizing it was a howler and ran in the direction of the green houses. I didn't get very far before the letter exploded and my father's voice echoed across the lawn.
"EMILY NARCISSA MALFOY HOW DARE YOU DISCRACE THE NAME OF MALFOY LIKE THIS! FIRST YOU SHAME THE FAMILY BY RUNNING AWAY AND NOW WE HEAR YOU'RE ROMANTICALLY INVOLVED WITH HALF-BLOOD BLOOD TRAITOR POTTER! YOU ARE A COMPLETE AND UTTER DISGRACE TO THE NAME OF MALFOY! I HAVE CONTACTED FUDGE AND YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALY DISOWNED FROM THE NAME OF MALFOY. YOU WILL HAVE TO FIND SOMEWHERE ELSE TO STAY FOR YOUR BREAKS FROM SCHOOL BECAUSE YOU ARE MOST DEFINITELY NOT WELCOME HERE!"
And that was when the letter finally burst into flames. I let the ashes that were burning my hands fall to the ground and looked up finding my brother's eyes a few feet away. "Sissy," he said taking a step forward with his arms open.
I walked towards him and grabbed my ring that had the Malfoy Family Symbol on it and took it off. "Didn't you hear Draco? You got your wish," I dropped the ring into his hand. "I'm not your sister anymore."
He looked down at the ring with sad eyes and I shoved past him into the castle.
"Emily, are you going to tell me what happened?" Harry was sitting on my bed beside me one arm on the other side of my body.
"Nothing important happened Harry; it's not a big deal." I sat up and shoved his arm away from me. "Let's go to dinner," I said.
"Emily," he grabbed my arms. "Tell me what's going on. Please?"
I sighed and placed my hand against his cheek. "I'm fine, I swear."
He shook his head, "I don't believe you, but if you don't want to talk, I won't pressure you."
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and pulled him out the door.
So yes, this is a lot later than I was planning, but I started college and had to study to get my license for the car my parents bought me so I've had a busy week. Something happens next chapter very important to the story so please review and I will update ASAP. Thanks for reading!
