You're The One That I Want
By: babykelyse
A/N: Okay guys... I know you probably all pretty much hate me by now for taking FOREVER to update. I'm so sorry about that. But school is my number one priority, and 18 hours leaves pretty much no room for anything except eating maybe once a day, and possibly getting some sort of sleep lol But anywho, I just wanted you guys to know that I haven't forgotten about this story, and I do plan on finishing it :) So with all that said, on with the next chapter!
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Twenty-One
"My plansss are almost complete. Sssoon, young Msss. Parkinson will be within my grasssp."
"Why are you doing this, you evil bastard? You've got who you want. Just leave Pansy out of this!"
"Ssshe's the vital part of my plan, young Potter. As sssoon asss I'm done with you, I'll drain her completely of her power to releassse me from our mind-lock. And with neither of you around to tell othersss of my plansss, I'll soon take over the Wizarding World and the filthy mudblood world!"
"You bastard! I'll find a way to stop you, and then I'll kill you for all the pain you've caused Pansy and myself. You'll never get away with this!"
An evil cackle filled the room, and Harry felt himself falling once again into a black hole.
"Jussst you wait, Potter. Jusst you wait..."
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Pansy paced anxiously back and forth, waiting for Draco to walk through her door and tell her that their plan had worked. She brushed her hair back out of her face as she paced and stared at the door. Everything had to go according to plan in order for her to try and put herself into Harry's mind. Just thinking about him sent a warm feeling through her. If she and Harry got out of this alive, she planned on giving him a thorough verbal lashing and then a thorough snog session. Pansy was torn out of her thoughts as Draco burst into her room.
"Drake! Is everything going according to plan? Can we go to the Infirmary now?"
"Yeah, yeah. Blaise and I managed to make a huge commotion of a dragon chasing around a troll in the Quidditch Field. If everything goes right, that will capture everyone's attention for at least two hours."
"Good. Is Pomfrey out there as well?"
"She was the first one out the building, the nosy old bat. Didn't even think to check on Potter as she was running out of the Infirmary."
"Perfect. Well let's go then! We don't have a minute to waste. I'm not even sure how long it'll take for me to get inside Harry's thoughts. I need for all of you to guard that door as if your lives depend on it."
"Don't worry, Pans. I don't like Potter, but I'll do everything I can to help you."
Pansy hugged Draco tightly before pulling him out of her room impatiently. The two rushed to the Infirmary where Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Blaise and Luna where waiting.
"Blaise? What are you doing here? I thought you were down at the Quidditch Pitch making sure the dragon and troll kept everyone entertained?"
"And miss all this fun? I think not, Drake. You're not the only friend Pansy has. Besides, Luna --"
"Lovegood? What are you doing with a Ravenclaw, Blaise?"
"Guys!"
Both Draco and Blaise looked over to Pansy who had an angry expression on her face.
"You two can chat about all of this, later! Right now we're here to help me, Pansy, help my boyfriend, Harry. Remember?"
The two looked from her sheepishly and mumbled apologies.
"Thank you. Okay, Granger, have you got the spell for keeping this door locked no matter what spell is thrown at it?"
"Yes. It took some looking, but I finally found it. I'll perform it as soon as you go inside the Infirmary. But don't depend on it, Parkinson. You and I both know how powerful Professor Dumbledore is, and he probably knows a ton of spells that could easily break this one."
"I know, but he's probably the only one. So long as none of the other Professors and Madame Pomfrey can get in, I'm fine."
"Right. So Ron and I will patrol the door for an hour, while Malfoy, Zabini, Luna and Ginny make sure no one comes this way. And then we'll switch out so no one gets suspicious. And in case the troll and dragon thing doesn't work out, Ginny managed to make a giant quicksand pit outside of the Great Hall, thanks to her brothers."
"Great. How long do you think that will last?"
"I'm not sure," Ginny spoke up, "but my brothers say that it lasts long enough to irritate people. It doesn't have a counter-spell, so it can't just be magically wiped away."
"Good. That should give me plenty of time to get into Harry's mind. Guys, thank you so much for doing this for me...for Harry."
"Don't worry about it, Parkinson. We all may not like each other, but we can't deny that you and Harry love each other. So naturally, we'd do anything to help both of you."
Pansy smiled at Ron before turning back to the others. She committed their faces to memory, in case something bad should happen.
Stop thinking that way, Pansy scolded herself. You're going to be fine, and Harry's going to be fine. And once you get out of this, you're going to snog Harry so well, that he won't know what to do with you.
Pansy smiled at this last thought and placed her hand on the doorknob. She ignored the slight tingle in the back of her mind saying that something was wrong with the situation.
"Wish me luck, guys."
And with that, she walked into the Infirmary, closing the door firmly behind her.
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With a complicated swish of her wand, Hermione cast the spell that would keep the Infirmary door locked no matter how many Alohomora's were thrown at it.
"Colloportus sto ad infinitum!"
As the last word left her lips, a green glow emitted from the tip of her wand and flew towards the closed door, lighting it up briefly before fading back to its normal oak color. The six teens stood there briefly, waiting for something more...magical to happen.
"Is that it, then?"
"Apparently so, Malfoy. The book I got the spell from didn't say anything about a stone wall coming up in the doors' place, you know." Hermione said.
"I didn't say it did, Granger. And how do we know this spell of yours worked anyway?"
"Well why don't you test it, Malfoy?" Ron sneered at him.
"Fine. Alohomora!"
Before the spell could hit the door, it disintegrated, hitting an invisible barrier that briefly shimmered before fading away.
"What the bloody hell was that?!" Ron said animatedly.
"I'm not sure. The book didn't say anything about a barrier preventing spells from hitting it," Hermione said.
As Ginny moved forward, Draco hastily pulled her back. She looked up at him, questioningly.
"I wouldn't want you to get hurt, love. There's no telling what might happen if any of us were to touch the barrier."
Ron looked ill, having to look at Malfoy's hands on his baby sister, but wisely kept his mouth shut.
"Thanks, Draco. That would have been a close one. Alright, so we all know that simple spells won't be able to open that door. Now all we have to do is camp out and make sure that once the dragon and troll fiasco is over with, the quicksand trick keeps everyone at bay. So who's going to oversee that? I'd rather stay here and watch over the door, if that's okay with you, Draco?"
At his faint nod, Ginny looked at the other four to see who would volunteer.
"Ahh...Luna and I could oversee it," Blaise mumbled.
"Since when did you start calling Lovegood by her first name, Blaise?" Draco said suspiciously.
The other boy merely shrugged his shoulders and looked away. Draco had a feeling there was more going on between Blaise and Lovegood than he was letting on.
"I'd love to go and oversee the quicksand with you, Blaise." Luna stated, dreamily. "You know, in last month's edition of the Quibbler, my father discussed the possibility of Gnarled Gorblins living in them."
The remaining four teens watched, flabbergasted, as Blaise smiled down at Luna and grabbed her hand, listening intently as she talked on about such Gorblins being the reason why quicksand sucked a person in.
"Did that really just happen?" Draco asked, watching the two walk away.
Ginny shook her head, giggling before turning to her brother and Hermione.
"Draco and I will watch the door and you and Ron can go and make sure that no one comes down this hallway. We'll switch out in an hour, alright?"
Hermione and Ron nodded before setting off. Ginny ran her fingers through her hair, sighing roughly before grabbing Draco's hand and sitting them close the door, but no close enough so that the barrier could touch them. She laced her fingers through his, and lay her head on his shoulder.
"They'll be alright, won't they?"
At her timid question, Draco brushed a kiss across the top of her head and hugged her close to him.
"I hope so, Gin. I sure hope so."
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Pansy slowly made her way towards Harry's prone body, still ignoring the tingling in the back of her mind. So far, everything had gone according to plan, and now it was up to her to help Harry out of this mind-lock he'd been trapped in for the last few weeks. As she made her way over to Harry, a sob caught in her throat as she saw how pale and gaunt he'd become. She roughly brushed the tears out of her eyes. She had to be strong for Harry, not become some sniveling twit.
"Oh, Harry..." she trailed off. "I'm going to get you out of this, you hear me? And then, once you get better, I'm going to keep you in my rooms until Dumbledore has to drag you out himself."
She brushed a lock of dark hair out of his face, and carefully climbed into the bed with him. She hoped that it would be able to maintain his weight and hers. She quickly got into a comfortable position, and settled down. As she lay there, she tried to think of the many wonderful times she'd had with Harry over their stormy courtship. But as she lay there, all she could do was think of the situation there were in, and wonder if everything was okay with her friends outside the door. She huffed out a breath in frustration and began to talk, despite knowing that Harry probably wasn't able to hear her.
"Do you remember the first time we met, Harry? I sure do. I was so horrible to you, wasn't I? Who'd have thought that we'd end up like this 6 years later? If anyone would have told me back then that I'd be in love with THE Harry Potter, and that he'd love me back...I'd have hexed them into the next century."
As she talked, Pansy began unconsciously stroking Harry's hair and her eyelids began to get heavy.
"You know...I bet some people would probably think the happiest moment I've had with you was the first time we...you know. But actually the first time we actually talked was the happiest I'd ever been. I'd been having these strange feelings about you ever since that first detention, and I wanted to lash out at you for making me feeling them. But after that argument we had about those horrible things I said about your parents, and you opened up to me...I guess that's when I really fell for you."
As she reminisced, Pansy felt herself going back in her memories and recalling that night at the Astronomy Tower. To say she'd been shocked when Harry had opened up to her about his parents would have been an understatement. But at the same time she was pleased that he'd share something to intimate with her, despite her being a bloody Slytherin and his enemy.
"I wish we could back to that time, Harry. I know I didn't show it, but I was so relieved when you didn't curse me or hex me when I walked into the Tower that night. If only we could just be in that place right now, everything would be okay..."
Pansy trailed off, succumbing to the darkness that claimed her mind. As she fell deeper into her memories, she felt her essence being pulled from her body and into the memories she shared with Harry. Her last thought before immersing herself fully into Harry was that niggling voice in the back of her head telling her to wake up before it was too late.
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Harry started, feeling another presence in his mind, although this one wasn't a malevolent one. In fact, this one felt familiar...comforting even. It couldn't be...
"Harry!"
He turned, hearing his name being called, but not being able to place where it was exactly coming from. The presence felt stronger, more familiar and he felt a familiar tug at his heart.
"Harry!"
"Pansy!"
"Harry, where are you? I can hear you, but I can't see you."
"Just follow my voice, Pansy. Find me."
He felt her familiar presence closer, stronger, and suddenly she was there with him. He looked around frantically, finally spotting her.
"Pansy!"
She turned, and cried out with relief when she spotted him. She ran over to him, and threw herself into his arms, tears running down her face.
"Oh, Harry! Gods, I've missed you! I can't believe I actually managed to get to you."
"I've missed you too, Pans. But how did you get into my mind?"
"Granger and I found a way to make it happen. Listen, we don't have much time. You're in a mind-lock with Voldemort. Somehow he was able to get into your thoughts and trap you in a mind-lock with him."
"How do I get out of it? I've been trying to, but I keep hitting brick walls every time I think I might actually get out of this lock with him."
"I don't know, Harry." Pansy sobbed. "Dumbledore said you're the only one that can get yourself out of it, but I don't think he knew how you could get yourself out of it either."
Both teens were brought back to their situation when a loud cackle filled the spaces of Harry's mind.
"Welcome, children. I mussst sssay that everything hasss gone exactly how I planned for it to go."
Both Harry and Pansy shuddered as Voldemort shimmered before them. He was exactly the same as Harry had seen him his fourth year. His skin was pale to the point of translucence, his red eyes filled with hatred, and two slits were placed where his nose should have been.
"You bastard! I told you, you have whom you want! Pansy has nothing to do with this."
"Oh, but she doesss, Young Potter. Who do you think gave her thosssse visionsss she's been having for the lassst month? The both of you walked ssstraight into the trap I ssset for you."
"What are you talking about?" Pansy yelled.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, girl! I am the one who put thossse dreamsss of you killing Harry Potter in your head! And the both of you fell for it, jusssst asss I planned for you to."
"So my parents aren't in danger? You just toyed with me to get to Harry?"
"Of courssse. How elssse would I have gotten him to open hisss mind for me to take it over?"
Pansy held her head down in shame. She should have known something was wrong when she'd begun having the strange dreams. She looked over at Harry sorrowfully, guilt swimming heavily through her.
"Harry, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."
"No, Pans. None of this is your fault. You couldn't have known what this evil bastard was planning."
"How sssweet," Voldemort cackled. "Killing you both will be a highlight for me."
"You'll never get away with this!"
"Oh, but I already have, Potter. Assss we ssspeak, both of your bodiessss are loosssing their magical powersss. Sssooon both of you will be drained, and I'll dessstroy the both of you."
The cackles grew louder as Voldemort vanished from their sight. Pansy cried out in anguish, and Harry crushed her to him, mumbling comforting words in her ear.
"I'm going to get us out of this, Pansy. I promise you. He's not going to win."
"But what if we can't, Harry? The last three people that got caught in a mind-lock all died! We don't even have a way to defend ourselves if he decides to attack us. I don't want to lose you, Harry."
Harry tipped Pansy's face up to his and kissed her lightly. He reluctantly pulled back and looked her straight in the eye, brushing the tears away from her face.
"I don't know how we're going to get out of this, but I'm going to do my damn hardest to keep us both safe. You're not going to lose me, Pans. I love you too much for that to happen."
"I love you too, Harry. I know we'll both find a way to get out this. We have to."
"We will. Are you good at non-verbals? I haven't quite mastered them, but I can do some wandless magic."
"I'm great at non-verbals," Pansy saucily said.
Harry laughed and pulled Pansy back to him.
"If you're still able to show that modesty, then I know we'll be fine."
A/N: Alright! So, that's it for Chapter 21. Was it horrible? I hope not lol I know it's not that long, but once I get back into the groove of things, it'll be longer, I promise! I'm a bit rusty from non-writing, but I think this chapter turned out well. :) I proofread this really quickly, so if you notice any grammatical or spelling errors, don't hesitate to point them out because I might have missed them. So I won't make any promises of updating within the next week, but I can promise that I'll try my hardest get the next chapter out before the month is over. Fair enough. right? Again, I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in forever and a day. It wasn't my intent to not update for so long, but life has that annoying habit to get in the way, so...you know how that is. Anywho, you guys know the drill: Read, review, and as always, enjoy! Ciao!!