Title: Different destiny
Summary: What if things were different for the boy-who-lived? What if James and Lily were not his parents? What if Harry had a different destiny? DarkHarry HPDM ManipulativeDumbledore
Pairings: SSTR, DMHP, BLRL, LMNM
Chapter 8:
- Normal POV –
Draco was shocked when Harry fell before him. He wasn't aware that the spell was heading towards him when all of a sudden; Harry had already fallen onto the ground, unconscious, using his body physically to protect Draco against harm.
To say Severus was unhappy was an understatement. He was bloody furious at that Weasley. He had instructed them to start their work and what did that idiot do? Right, start a fight. If it was just another Gryffindor he was fighting with, Severus would have a much easier life - throw one in the hospital wing and another in detention. However, now the person that was injured is his son and yet, Severus cannot do anything but to care for his son as if he was yet another Slytherin or else the secret would be out.
Severus stared at the class and dismissed them, except for Ron. Draco, however, remained, staring at Harry as if he was going to cry but he held it in. He wasn't the ice prince of Slytherin for nothing and Severus applauded Draco mentally for that. He then looked at the Gryffindor who looked like he was about to wet his pants and sighed slightly. Were the Gryffindors always so pathetic? So much for being "brave".
"Mr Weasley, I'm afraid to say that you have broken the rules I have set and have injured one of my Slytherins intentionally. For that, I would have you to do detention every weekend for two months starting from today. More details would be given to you, now, GO!" Severus said to the outraged boy whom he half expected to protest and fight back. However, he was disappointed when the said boy just gritted his teeth and left, muttering some rude words.
Severus was about to call Ron Weasley back when Harry gave a slight groan. Severus carried Harry into his room by a route at the potions lab behind the classroom, followed by a sniffling Draco. He placed Harry on his bed and fed him a few potions, slightly massaging them down his throat to make him swallow it down.
Harry's eyes blinked open after a while and gasped at the horrid taste in his mouth. It tasted like old socks and snot together. Even though Severus was a potions master, he was not able to make potions taste better though he was looking into that currently. He beckoned to his "mother" for water and was relieved when the taste was washed away when he noticed Draco's distraught face.
"Dray, what's wrong?" Harry asked the upset Draco just as the smaller boy launched into his arms. Severus noticed that they needed some time along together and left the room quietly, unknown to the two boys.
"Never, never, never do that again!" Draco yelled. Harry had no idea what Draco felt when he saw Harry collapse before him. He was reminded of the incident whereby Harry was taken away as a child and he could do nothing about it.
Harry nodded slightly with a small smile and placed his hands on Draco's chest and pulled him down and close to him in an attempt to comfort him. Before long, both of them were asleep with a small smile on their faces as they were excused from all other lessons.
The Slytherins and Gryffindors stood opposite each other in the hot sun, too busy talking among themselves than to get involved in a childish spat. It was finally the class that all of them were waiting for: the flying lesson. They had heard from the upper years that this lesson was the most relaxing as there was no grade and you can fool all you want in the class just as long as you did not hurt the others.
Just then, a woman who resembled a hawk swooped down and got off her broom and gave them a reproaching look.
"I am Professor Hooch and I will be your flying instructor. I know that no first years make the team but this lesson is just a trial for some of you to see if you do have the talent to fly. For those who plan on making the team next year, you better listen carefully. You are not allowed to fly without my permission and if I catch any of you trying to sabotage another, you will have detention right away. No excuses. Am I clear?" Professor Hooch asked them, glaring at each and every one of them.
When they all gave their reply, she gave them a nod and started to teach them the basics.
"Brooms can sense their riders' feelings. If you are confident, it would be able to tell and they would obey you. However, if you are nervous, it would detect it and be reluctant to obey you as they do not feel like you have the capabilities to ride them. Now, I want you to confidently summon your broom from the floor into your hands like this," Professor Hooch said and did a demonstration by summoning it by saying 'up'.
The students then followed her example and did the same. Harry and Draco had no problems with it as they had already known how to play Quidditch. They had been trained by Lucius Malfoy, who was a chaser in his days. Most of the students were quite successful except a couple, namely Ron Weasley.
After seeing so many people successfully summoning the broom, Ron felt that he could not be outshone and tried. However, he did not get very far as the broom refused to come up. He tried again, only to have the broom coming off the floor for about one inch before falling again, and this time, rolling away from him. He blushed beetroot when everyone including his own housemates laughed at him.
"Professor, I think there is something wrong with my broom. Would you allow me to switch brooms?" Ron asked.
At Professor Hooch's nod, he smirked and approached Harry before snatching his broom away and dropping the old one on Harry's leg. Now, Harry would not be able to show him up now. However, he was wrong. Harry did manage to summon that broom yet he still wasn't with the new broom while everyone around them was laughing at Ron. The Slytherins were even openly cheering for Harry.
In their happiness, they failed to see the darkness that flashed through Ron's face. He was certain they would have to pay.
To be continued…
Finally! The next chapter of different destiny is finally up! I hope you guys (and ladies) don't hate me for it! I've been really busy as I explained in my story revealed. I will try as hard as I can though. Don't give up on me! If there is anyone who hates me for posting so infrequently and so late, I apologize here.
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