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"I need to talk to you." Voldemort had strode into Harry's room early, the day before he was to leave to Hogwarts, and only hours before Draco was to arrive. Harry hadn't been sleeping so he sat up immediately to the sound of his Father's voice.
"Yes Father." He said obediently Voldemort stood at the end of his bed, he didn't say a word. He cringed at what he was to have to talk to Harry about.
"I've noticed, you and that Parkinson girl have gotten closer lately." Voldemort stated. Before Harry knew it, his mouth began to form many words at once before he could stop them:
"It's not like anything really, well it could I have no idea. I mean apparently she likes me a lot, but I don't think I feel the same way about her. And I don't want to hurt her feelings, but I'm not going to pity her and date her. I mean, lets be honest there are plenty of girls at my school who like me. And why would I tie myself down? But that would mean her being mad at me and she wouldn't let me-" Voldemort interrupted him, he had heard enough.
"I don't want to getting close to any female. Getting close to women will just bring down your power. Power we have worked your entire lifetime on getting you. You are to no longer see her or any girl." Voldemort concluded. Harry was confused.
"But, I like girls. Why would I stay away from them?" He inquired. Voldemort was just beginning to get angry when another entered Harry's room.
"Master, please, would you find it a better idea if I talked to him." Bellatrix requested.
"Do you think I can not talk to my own son?" Voldemort demanded of her in his soft yet terrifying tone.
"No, no My Lord. All I meant by it was, you've been working far too hard on your next plan and you should rest. Let not the bothers of a teenage boy trouble you." She was very sly, Harry liked that about her. Voldemort did not answer back, he simple walked from the room, leaving Bellatrix and Harry alone to speak.
"You know my mum talked to me about stuff like that." Draco informed him at the table in the Great Hall one morning, "It wasn't awkward at all."
"That's because she's actually your mother." Harry said almost sorrowfully.
"Well don't you think of Bellatrix as your mum?"
Harry took some time to answer this, "Well yes, but still it wasn't something I felt like talking about."
Draco looked at him, 'You aren't the least bit interested about-"
"Well of course I am, I mean really. But you're not understanding its the principal of the thing.'
"What are you two talking about?" Pansy asked as she took a seat next to them.
"Nothing!" Both boys answered, startled.
Dumbledore had taken the perch to speak, which meant Harry had time to think. He smiled to himself when he thought of the malicious thing he had done over the summer. Such a vivid memory it was;
Harry was laying down in his bedroom, still punished, when Wormtail had walked in.
'What do you want?"
Wormtail hated being talked to like that by a child, but he was on a mission. "Your father is planning something, and he would like-your help." Harry sat up quickly "Really?"
"He wants you to step out on your own. He says make a name for yourself. Destruction is key, he says. Don't fail him." With that Wormtail left the room and slammed the door. Harry immediately called to Hedwig, she perched on his window sill. He wrote a quick letter and tied it to her leg.
"Send this to Draco please. We've got big things coming girl." She hooted excitedly and took flight.
A little while later Harry had conducted mayhem. He and Draco planned for this like manics, and now was finally the day. The day of the Quidditch World Cup, a day where thousands of witches and wizards would be in one place. Harry had called upon several loyal Death Eaters to help, his only instruction was, "When I say so, leave no tent unturned and no pieces of land unburned."
He timed it just right, right after the match, when everyone would be sleepy and happy. As soon as he gave his call the Death Eaters emerged, burning, crashing, and destroying things. Harry and Draco sat at the top of a nearby tree, calling orders and watching the scene. People were screaming and being cursed and running in all directions. Harry thought it'd be funny to mess with the muggles. He called upon one of the nearest Death Eaters to make a show for him out of muggles. Next thing he knew three of them were spinning, and twisting in the air, contorting, this made Harry and Draco laugh.
"Dance my puppets. Dance" Harry joked, holding his hand in the air and making them move as if he were holding puppet strings. This entertained Draco greatly. They watched for ages, admiring their work.
"Lets go Har" Draco said slapping Harry on the shoulder. Dumbledore had finished speaking and all the students were leaving.
"Personally I'd go for Hogwarts champion. I mean who wouldn't want a Slytherin as champion. We are by far the best chooses." Draco was going on about some Tri Wizard Tournament, something Harry wasn't paying attention to.
"I'd vote for you" Crabbe said loyally.
"Thanks but you can't vote you moron. You heard him, its up to some stupid cup to call us out." Draco informed him.
"Well if you were listening, Draco, you would know you're not old enough to enter." Pansy mentioned as she caught up with them.
"Please, me and Harry know more than even all of the teachers here. What about you Harry? Harry? Are you going to try and join" Draco inquired. Harry was barely listening.
"What, oh, no. I've got bigger plans for this year." said Harry. Draco smiled.
"I like the way you said that. You're right, who needs this stupid tournament when you've got an army for yourself!" He and Harry high-fived at that. They were squeezing through the door of The Great Hall when they came in contact with Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and some kid named Seamus. Harry caught Hermione eye, they stared at each other for a long moment. Pansy quickly took Harry's hand and led him in the other direction towards their common room, all the while glaring at Hermione.
"You don't suppose Harry is dating that Parkinson girl do you?" Hermione asked aloud to her group, all settles in their common room.
"I actually don't really care, do you?" Ginny said rashly, she wasn't as fond of Harry as others were.
"I was- I was just thinking maybe if hes dating her, she'd be in his close inner circle. Not like some of the Slytherins, but in the same group that Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle are in. She'd be easier to handle than any of them, we could get her and question her." Hermione made up quickly.
"Very smart Hermione, you're brilliant." Ron complimented.
Hermione could not stop thinking about the look Harry had given her, it was the same look he'd given her at the Quidditch World Cup;
Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were running about. Looking for the rest of the Weasley Family while also trying to run from the ruckus. They were on the edge of the forest when someone called to them.
"I see you healed up nicely Weasley!" The turned to see Harry and Draco, arms crossed, leaning against a near by tree. Ron got angry, ignored Hermione's protests and strode over to them.
"What are you two so calm for? Bet your parents are out there in the hoods?" Ron raged. Harry and Draco grinned
"Wouldn't you like to know. Where are your parents, up in the sky?" Draco asked with false curiosity. Ron stepped towards Draco, who retaliated in stepping back, Harry pushed Ron away, held Draco back, without even leaving his spot on the tree.
"Settle Weasley, why so violent? I suggest you three go." Harry suggested.
"And what if we don't want to?" Ginny had spoken for the first time. Spitting out her words at them. Harry leaned into her.
"Well, if you or Granger there would like to be flipped upside down showing your knickers to the world, go ahead and keep here." Harry whispered, his voice made the hair stand on end. He looked directly into Hermione's eyes when he added, "I actually wouldn't mind the show."
Hermione was dazed by his look, Ron shot a look of disgust at Harry and dragged both Ginny and Hermione away. Draco playfully hit Harry in the chest.
"Looks like you've got an admirer." Draco joked. Harry smiled.
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The Tri-Wizard Tournament had begun. People from two other schools were crowding Hogwarts. The first task had just ended and Draco was still angry over who was chosen as Hogwarts champion (A Hufflepuff? Really? Really?) But Harry had other things on his mind, the girls in his life were getting out of hand. He couldn't concentrate on his work because Pansy was always around hinting about him asking her to the Yule Ball. Something Harry didn't even want to go to.
"If I ask you will you leave me alone?" Harry was severely irritated, he sat with his head in his hands as Pansy was once again non-stop talking about the Yule Ball. No matter how rudely Harry had said that, she was happy he did. They were going together
The Yule Ball day finally arrived, Harry and Draco were in their dormitory getting ready while Crabbe and Goyle waited in the common room.
"Erg" Harry groaned, looking himself over in the mirror, "I hate dress robes! They bind in the oddest places! I'd rather go naked!"
"That'll put some girls in a frenzy." Draco commented, happily looking at himself in the mirror. "You look fine Har, you're one of the best looking guys at the school, besides me of course."
Harry grinned, "You're not on the turn there Draco?"
"Oh definitely" Draco scoffed sarcastically.
After picking up their dates the boys walked down to the Great Hall, which was decorated nicely for the event. Almost the entire school was there, but one person in particular caught Harry's eye. Hermione Granger looked absolutely stunning, in a long teal dress with a matching headpiece. Harry watched her descend gracefully from the stairs. His felt weird when he saw who she was meeting up with, the Weasley boy.
"You don't suppose Granger is dating the Weasley?" He asked Draco as they entered the room.
"They're going as friends, or so I've heard" Pansy answered for Draco, giving Harry a suspicious eye.
Sometime into the ball Harry and Draco were rather messed up. They had managed to get their hands on some Fire whiskey and were able to sneak it in under Crabbe's dress robes. They ended up drinking all of it themselves seeing and Crabbe and Goyle refused some in fear they would get caught and in trouble.
"No I don't want to dance. If you want to dance go out by yourself." Harry said refusing Pansy once more.
"Fine I will!" She said stiffly, "But don't come crying to me when someone finds out you two are drunk!"
"Hey" Draco slurred, picking his head up from on the table, "W-We are not drunk!" He then fell from the table, Harry chuckled, Pansy pouted and walked away from them.
"The nerve of that girl." Draco continued, picking himself up. "I could get four j-just like her, but better, right now. I-In fact thats-thats what I'm gonna do!" He determinedly stood up and walked towards the crowd.
"Go follow him, make sure he doesn't get expelled." Harry told Crabbe and Goyle, who immediately followed him obediently Harry's eyes were unfocused but he was still able to see who was walking alone out the doors to the outside, Granger. He followed her, and very quickly caught up.
"Boo." He whispered once he was right behind her. She jumped and whipped out her wand as she turned around, pointing it directly in Harry's face. Harry held up his hands in surrender.
"Oh its you, sorry." She tucked her wand away,
"Walk with me." Harry told her blatantly They walked silently through the grass, passing a lot of others who had decided they had much better things to do then be at the ball. Eventually they settled down on a bench, still silent for a while, until Hermione asked suddenly:
"Is it true you asked Pansy to the ball with a hundred jinxed humming birds who sang your unkempt love from her to her?" Harry laughed, Hermione felt rather hot around her neck and ears.
"Of course not, she wouldn't leave me alone and asking her was the only way to shut her up." Harry informed her.
Silence once more as they admired the beautiful night sky.
"You're wondering why I asked you to walk with me?" Harry said suddenly.
"I just figured it was because you were drunk and needed to get away from the party before you got in trouble."
Harry chuckled once more, "You're very smart... and quite gorgeous. That's actually the reason I asked you to come with me. If I was going to be forced to come to this dastardly ball, I at least wanted to be with someone I... like." Even in the dark it was not hard to see Hermione blushing. Harry was definitely charming, and very good-looking, and to be quite honest she's liked him for some time now. Harry took her hand and got closer to her.
"You're not just saying this because you're under the influence are you?" She asked in a daze, his fixed look at her was making it hard for her to think.
"Actually yes, I'd never have the confidence to talk to you this way if it weren't for the fire whiskey." He said in a joking manner. They were awfully close, just seconds away from a kiss, when a loud angry voice sounded from the dark.
"Snape." Hermione shivered, "It sounds like he's on a rampage."
"Damn, if he catches me he'll do me in good." Harry was actually frightened. Hermione took his hand and stood, he was about to question her but she gestured for him to remain silent. They ran back into the castle, she led him up some strange stairs and to a portrait of a very large lady.
"And who is you friend?" She asked Hermione with a clever smile on her face.
"Winged-Willows, please" The lady gave her a look but swung open and allowed them in.
"This is your common room" Harry pointed out. Hermione shushed him, she bit her lip as though she were in a dilemma. She thought quickly and finally decided to guide Harry to her room. Once in there she allowed him to sit on her bed.
"How were you able to get up here?" She asked him, usually whenever boys tried to get into the Girls' Dormitory the stairs turned into a slide.
"I can do things others can't." Harry left it at that. His head was still pounding and he still couldn't focus very well. He tried to stand but ended up falling back onto her bed.
He couldn't remember much of what else happened that night. But he did remember finally kissing Hermione, but not much after that. He woke up in the morning with terrible headache and the urge to throw up. He managed to get his things and stumble from her room. He ignored all the gasps and whispers as he went through the common to leave. He got to his dormitory and quickly went to the bathroom to wash cold water on his face. He looked into the mirror above the sink and saw his father standing behind him. This startled him greatly, he gasps and nearly fell down.
"Did you get it?" His father asked him quietly. Harry nodded and handed over a large folded piece of parchment, he stole the Marauder's Map.
"Good," his father said taking the parchment and turning it over, "Glad your 'liking of girls' is finally getting us somewhere." Harry just nodded once again. He father looked him up and down. "You look terrible."
"I feel terrible." Harry groaned.
"Then maybe next time we wont drink fire whiskey so fluently will we." Before Harry could be surprised he knew that his father was gone. He shook his head then threw himself onto his bed. Not long after Draco came in and threw himself onto his bed also.
"What happened to you?" Harry asked him
"Apparently I came on to hard to some girl and she told tole McGonagall I was drinking. I've got detention for a month. How about you?"
"I left before I got caught. Spent the night in a girls room, I'm expecting a teacher to walk in any moment now and give me some detention."
Draco chuckled tiredly, "I swear, girls, they will be the death of us." They laughed weakly for a moment and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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