Well, this is another chapter in "My Assistant", so, by now, I think you know everything that's happening, unless you are just now tuning in.
Hermione's house is messed up because Draco tried to cook. Hermione is currently passed out. Ron is the man with a Lavender themed plan. Harry just came across a poor, unfortunate soul, and is going to try something new. Steph is back from China, making things complicated.
So, I'm just going to say something random. 'Hello.' Well, on with the story!
Harry's POV
"Ummm, hello?" I asked nervously.
The girl glanced up. Her eyes widened. "Harry Potter." She murmured.
"Yeah. Uh, are you okay?" She shook her head no. Tears streamed from her eyes.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I must have been crazy. I was asking to 'talk' to a complete stranger. Maybe 'Mione could check me out later. I grinned at the thought.
She sniffled and tried to stand up. I grasped her hand to helped the process along a bit.
I pulled her along until we reached the three broomsticks.
"Two butterbeers." I called.
"Two butterbeers coming up." Called a random waiter. I turned back to the girl.
"Now what's on your mind? Or maybe we should start with introductions. I'm Harry, but I guess you already know that. You are…..?" I trailed off.
"Steph. Steph Millers. My boyfriend just broke up with me." Tears glittered in her eyes.
"Who was your boyfriend?"
"Draco Malfoy. The second best guy I've ever dated!" Her voice broke, and she sobbed. Okay, this girl was weird. She was crying over the SECOND best guy she's ever dated? In what world did that make sense??? Oh well. She was the only thing I had to work with. And this just made it all the better.
"I know a way to get revenge," I mused out loud. "But I don't think that you would like it….." I let the thought linger. I could see something flicker in her eyes. A spark. A spark that lit her features, put a devilish smile on her face, and gave her eyes a demonic look.
"I'm listening."
Draco's POV
That's it. I had to call someone. Unfortunately, it had to be one of her friends. Glancing through her phone, I decided on…..Harry Potter. Nasty piece of work, that man was. I offered friendship when we had first met. He declined. His first mistake. Then he let the girl he liked slip right through his hands. Now he was harassing his best friend. Sheesh. What a piece work!
I called him. Unfortunately, he answered. "Hermione?" He asked. It sounded as if he had just been laughing.
"Not Hermione. Draco." Something went rigid on the other end of the phone.
"What do you want, where are you, what are you doing, and why are you using Hermione's phone?" He asked slowly, as if talking to an idiot.
I blew off his questions. "Do you know medical stuff? I mean, did Hermione ever teach you that kind of thing?"
"Yes. Why?" He stressed the word.
"Ugh….I can't explain it over the phone. Just…..ugh….meet me at the…..ugh……three broomsticks. Now."
A chair scraped on the other end of the line. "What did you do, Malfoy?" He spat out the name like it was snake poison. I heard a gasp on his end. A feminine gasp. I didn't have time to worry about that, though.
"I'm already here."
"I'll be there in a sec."
Steph's POV
"What's going on?" I hissed into Harry's ear.
"We're going to get a visit from him and her." He didn't say the names, for he knew that they would bug me.
Draco was mine until that stupid witch came along. I had something in mind to deal with her. I didn't tell Harry that, though. If she had stolen Draco, then I was gonna have some fun with her man.
There was a 'pop', and Harry and I weren't alone. Oh jeese, this was going to be a long evening.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, seeing what reaction would come out of Drakie. A pretty good one, judging on how he froze. He looked Harry up and down. This was getting better and better.
It's snowing here, so I'm gonna go out and sled. I will have a little trouble up-dating because I've got musical. I will try to up-date in my spare time, though. I promise!!!!
