Chapter 14-Making Amends
Draco's POV
Weasley started shaking him before he had even finished his sentence.
"What do you mean you can't? Potter tell me the antidote or so help me god…"
"I can't because I don't know it myself. I used one of Prince's curses."
"WHAT!" Who was this Prince? And why did it matter so much to the two of them? I looked at Ginny, she too seemed to understand the "Prince" reference and the look on her face was one of such horror that it made me want to hold her close and never let go.
"Harry do you mean to tell me that you used one of the Prince's curses after Snape told you that the Half-Blood Prince is VOLDEMORT? How could you? He's VOLDEMORT! VOLDEMORT! Oh my god, Ginny, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you last year. Anyone who uses a curse that a known Death Eater made up is…is…is just as bad as a Death Eater themselves!"
I, for one, was speechless. Hermione Granger, brightest witch in our year, had just said Harry Potter was as bad as Voldemort. Ginny seemed shocked too, but she also seemed relieved that Hermione believed her. I put my hand on her hip again to reassure her and protect her. Weasley had put Potter down and Potter looked ready to run at us and grab Ginny.
Granger and Weasley were talking rapidly to each other about whether or not to turn Potter in. I was all for it but they seemed to be leaning toward letting him off. Harry took a step towards us and I pierced him with such a look of malice that clearly told him to stay away that he took a step back.
All I heard was silence instead of the low murmuring of Granger and Weasley. It would seem that they had left the Wing. With that fact being laid down I went to lay claim to what was mine. I turned Ginny towards me and kissed her passionately. She seemed resistant at first but when I slipped my tongue in she relaxed and put her arms around my neck while I moved both of mine to her hips. I slowly slid us down the bed so that I was lying on top of her and she started, but I wasn't trying to go farther with her, I just knew Potter would have a harder time of pulling me off her.
Ginny's POV
Ron started shaking Harry before he got a chance to finish his sentence.
"What do you mean you can't? Potter tell me the antidote or so help me god…" He had gone from Harry to Potter all because of me. I was not going to get off easy with Potter on this one. I had turned his two best friends against him.
"I can't because I don't know it myself. I used one of Prince's curses."
"WHAT!" Ron had just echoed my thoughts. Harry had used a curse that that traitor Snape had invented? Hermione seemed to be thinking along the same lines.
"Harry do you mean to tell me that you used one of the Prince's curses after Snape told you that the Half-Blood Prince is VOLDEMORT? How could you? He's VOLDEMORT! VOLDEMORT! Oh my god, Ginny, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you last year. Anyone who uses a curse that a known Death Eater made up is…is…is just as bad as a Death Eater themselves!" I was relieved, Hermione finally believed me! But I was also stunned. Hermione Granger had just called Harry Potter, her good friend, as bad as Voldemort for using a curse on her boyfriend's little sister.
Ron and Hermione had moved off a ways to talk and I was scared. Harry had a look of murder in his eyes and it was directed at me and Draco. The glare intensified when Draco put his hand back on my hip and began caressing it. I looked up into his intense, clear blue eyes and saw reassurance, protection, and something that looked like…love? But it couldn't possibly be love. Malfoy's didn't love people, it just wasn't done. I didn't notice when Harry started approaching us. I did notice when Draco tore his gaze away from mine and his eyes grew hard and cold which backed Harry up in no time.
I was startled out of my musings by Draco turning me towards him and kissing me passionately. I was a little hesitant at first because last time I kissed someone in front of Harry I got…well let's say "roughed up a bit." But then Draco's tongue gained entrance to my mouth and all rational thought fled from my head as my arms went to his neck to pull him closer. He started sliding us down the bed with him on top and I stiffened, was he trying something? After all that had happened he was trying to go farther with me? While the cause of my pain was in the room? But when he was totally on top me and we were still just kissing I realized, he was protecting me.
Harry's POV
I watched them for a couple of seconds with disgust. After I was thoroughly grossed out I sighed and walked out.
Draco was going to complicate things a bit.
AN: Hmmm, I threw in Harry's point of view...tell me what you think ((if you can be nice about it!))