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Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter, I only own the plot of my story and the idea that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin could get along.
Summary: Almost everyone in Gryffindor and the rest of Hogwarts have gone home for the holidays in Harry's fifth year, but the threat of Voldemort keeps Harry stuck at Hogwarts. Him and Pansy have been getting along lately, ever since she started tutoring him for Potions at the start of fifth year. Could getting along possibly become falling in love?
*Where we last left off*
"Don't touch her!" Harry snarled. Everyone in the room turned to look at Harry. His face was practically red with rage.
"Oh shut up young Harry, Pansy likes it. One question though, does she give good head? Because if she does, I was wondering if I could borrow her for an afternoon," Lucius asked politely, as though he was asking to borrow a cup of sugar. Harry snapped. He ran over to where Lucius was standing and punched him square in the face. Lucius's head sprang back to his back and then back to his chest. Harry whipped out his wand. So did Lucius, Voldemort and Draco.
"Now Potter, you are going to pay," Lucius pointed his wand at Pansy.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
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Lucius was hit in the front and back with two killing curses. The room was filled with bright green light and the rushing sound of death, and Lucius Malfoy toppled over onto Pansy, dead.
All of a sudden people started apparating into the room and Voldemort disapparated in a rage. Draco came over to Harry and Pansy and Harry pointed his wand in-between Draco's eyes.
"Calm down Potter, it was an act," Draco rolled his eyes and pulled off his Death Eater robes. Harry glared at Draco, however he lowered his wand. They shoved the dead Lucius Malfoy off of Pansy and Harry helped her up. He clutched her to him as though he was never going to let go. Pansy started to cry again into Harry's chest murmuring 'Oh Harry' every now and again. Draco went and untied his mother and led her over to Harry and Pansy. The aurors that had apparated were huddling over Lucius's dead body.
"Is he really dead?" Narcissa asked timidly. Draco nodded. "Good," Narcissa said a little more firmly. "Who actually spoke the killing curse?" she asked Draco and Harry. Harry swallowed nervously and said,
"I did," However, Harry thought there was something wrong with his ears, because it almost sounded like there was an echo. Then it made sense. His eyes slided over to Draco, who was gawking at Harry, very unDraco-like. Then he smiled somewhat sourly.
"Told you it was an act," he said so softly that only Harry heard him.
Just then, Albus Dumbledore apparated into the room. Harry sighed happily. Just at the sight of his Professor made him quite a bit calmer.
"Professor," Harry gasped contentedly. Dumbledore glanced at Harry and nodded. He wasn't smiling, but his eyes were twinkling. He nodded at Harry and went over to speak to who seemed to be the head auror. Dumbledore obviously knew what had happened. Harry wasn't surprised. Pansy let go of Harry and asked Draco,
"Hey, you alright? You look like you're about to throw up," Pansy put her hand on her best friends shoulder, which was tense with stress. Narcissa, meanwhile had gone over to talk to Dumbledore.
"I just killed my father," Draco whispered. A few tears tumbled down Pansy's already tear streaked face.
"Oh Draco," Pansy pulled him into an embrace that he slowly returned. Harry watched them for a moment. He wondered to himself, shouldn't he feel jealous, or something? However, the funny thing was, he didn't. He just felt a surge of guilt, because he also helped kill Lucius Malfoy. No matter how malevolent he was, he was still Malfoy's father. Malfoy probably felt the same thing. Harry walked over to Dumbledore, to see what was going on.
"I'm sure of it Mr. Brown, as I told you before, it was in self defense. I know these two young men and they wouldn't kill someone just because. They would not speak the killing curse unless they, or someone they love was in great peril," Dumbledore stated clearly and calmly to the head auror.
"I'm certain Harry Potter wouldn't have, because he's you know, Harry Potter. On the other hand Draco Malfoy is not as innocent as you think. Lucius Malfoy is his father. Do you think that any offspring of that man could ever be kind, or care about someone that much?" Mr. Brown asked with his eyebrows raised. That comment had made Harry mad, he didn't know why, because he thought he hated Malfoy, but he felt he had to defend him.
"You are obviously blind Sir," Harry said at a normal tone, although his voice was cracking with fury, "If you need to know, Lucius Malfoy was sexually harassing my girlfriend, who is also Draco Malfoy's best friend, Pansy Parkinson. If you care to look over there, they are both clearly upset about what just happened here in this room. He evidently cares a great deal for her," Mr. Brown and the group of aurors standing behind him glanced over at Pansy and Draco who were talking softly to each other. They noticed all of the aurors staring at them so they decided to walk over and see what was going on.
"Why do you care, Mr. Potter? You probably won't get charged. Mr. Malfoy may, but not you for sure," Mr. Brown asked.
"WHY DO I CARE? WHY DO I CARE!" Harry bellowed, losing his control, "I care because I love her! She loves him! I LOVE HER AND IF YOU HURT HIM IN SOME WAY IT WILL HURT HER!" Harry roared, breathing heavily. "I love her," he mumbled quietly, realizing what words had just left his lips. Pansy stepped up to him, shocked and gazed up at him. He looked at her for a long time, studying her face. Her chocolate brown eyes were sad and frightened, yet had a slight look of relief in them. She had a tear running down her already tear-streaked face, although she was smiling.
"You love me?" She questioned delicately.
"Pans, 'course I do. I love you," Harry replied tenderly.
"I love you too Harry, I love you too!" Pansy murmured happily and reached up and brushed her lips with his. Suddenly, they realized there were other people in the room, including Dumbledore, so they pulled away quickly. Harry slid his hand into Pansy's and turned to face Mr. Brown, blushing slightly. Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and glanced up to see Dumbledore smiling at him. Harry nodded and looked back at Mr. Brown. He had one eyebrow raised and was looking skeptical.
"I'm sorry Albus, I have no time to listen to listen to hormone-crazed teenagers theories. However, I will pull some strings and get you two a trial. I must be off. My fellow aurors will clean up this site, and you will receive an owl notifying your court date," Then he disapparated.
"Pompous bastard," Draco grumbled on the way back to the fireplace.
"Draco, he's just doing his job," Pansy swatted Draco's arm as she walked hand in hand with Harry.
"Will you be saying that when you're coming to visit us in Azkaban?" Draco drawled unpleasantly.
"You won't be going to Azkaban. Believe me, we will find you a good lawyer and your mother and Dumbledore and I will testify to defend you and Harry. You won't be going to Azkaban," Pansy stated.
They started squabbling with each other and Harry was reminded strongly of Ron and Hermione. He felt almost homesick, even though he hadn't been away for more than 12 hours. He missed Ron's friendship. He missed how things used to be. Harry's eyes watered slightly so he looked up at Mrs. Malfoy and Dumbledore walking ahead of the three of them. Dumbledore wouldn't let him or Draco go to Azkaban, would he? He didn't want to think about that. If Azkaban is as horrible as Sirius and Hagrid say it is, then he doesn't want anything to do with it.
"You know Potter," Draco assumed, breaking into Harry's thoughts, "This is going to be all over the Prophet tomorrow,"
"Great," Harry groaned sarcastically. Just what he needed. He could picture the headlines now. The Boy Who Lived has declared his love, Potter aids Malfoy in homicidal plan, Potter and Malfoy unite to murder, and so on.
"Don't worry Harry, everything will work out. It always does, doesn't it?" Pansy asked, hoping to make Harry feel better.
"Yeah, I guess," Harry lied. He didn't want to worry Pansy with his problems. Nothing seems to work out for him. His parents died, because of him. Then he got stuck in the Triwizard Tournament, and Cedric died because of him. That certainly did not work out. Then he finally gets Pansy, and Ron stops speaking to him. He just comes to save his girlfriend, and he kills Malfoy's dad and gets a court date. Why does this always happen, he wonders. Harry wrapped his arm around Pansy's waist and pulled her closer to him. He needed her more than anyone else right now. He needed someone who loves him.
They finally reached the fireplace and used Floo to get back to Hogwarts. They landed in the Entrance Hall.
"You three should go to bed. It's been a tremendously stressful day and you need your sleep. I will excuse you from classes tomorrow so you can get yourselves together. Narcissa, I'm sure there is an open bed in the Hospital Wing if you would like to stay there for the night. I will see you all tomorrow," Dumbledore announced and swept off to his office. Narcissa turned to Harry, Draco and Pansy and said,
"Thank you for everything you three," she hugged her son, then Pansy, and surprisingly then Harry. She whispered to him,
"You did nothing wrong today, you know that?" Harry gulped and nodded and she turned and walked to the Infirmary.
"Well, I'm going to bed, I'll go up ahead, so you two can give each other your goodnight gropes," Draco drawled.
"Shut up!" Harry and Pansy exclaimed together. Draco smirked.
"Knew that was coming. Anyway, 'night Potter, see you down there Pansy," Draco nodded and headed off to the Slytherin Common Room.
"So you sleeping in your own bed tonight?" Harry asked Pansy.
"Guess so. Can't promise the same for tomorrow night though," Pansy teased as Harry grinned.
"Goodnight my angel," he whispered, and leaned down to kiss her. They opened their mouths almost at once, and their bodies melted together. They broke apart after awhile and headed off to their own rooms.
"Maybe everything will be all right," Harry whispered to himself.
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A/N Sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to get it out and so you guys can read it. Anyway, if you reviewed last time, find your name below:
Emma Malfoy: Thanks for reviewing, No cliffie here! Thanks for reviewing on darkmark.com as well as here!!! Keep reading
Hpchick7: Well you were half right, Draco fired the curse as well and Lucius is dead! Good job!
Pansy Potter: Don't cry, don't go insane, I posted more! You're my most loyal reviewer and I love reading your reviews. Keep reading and reviewing!
Quiet One: Procrastination is my middle name, so I hear you when you say you should be studying but your not. How do you think this story started! Lol! Keep reading!
Water Lily: Thanks for your review!
Zahnfan23: You are also one of my most loyal reviewers! You theory about the curse hitting Ron is great! It could happen I guess. Great imagination! Thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Harry Potter, I only own the plot of my story and the idea that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin could get along.
Summary: Almost everyone in Gryffindor and the rest of Hogwarts have gone home for the holidays in Harry's fifth year, but the threat of Voldemort keeps Harry stuck at Hogwarts. Him and Pansy have been getting along lately, ever since she started tutoring him for Potions at the start of fifth year. Could getting along possibly become falling in love?
*Where we last left off*
"Don't touch her!" Harry snarled. Everyone in the room turned to look at Harry. His face was practically red with rage.
"Oh shut up young Harry, Pansy likes it. One question though, does she give good head? Because if she does, I was wondering if I could borrow her for an afternoon," Lucius asked politely, as though he was asking to borrow a cup of sugar. Harry snapped. He ran over to where Lucius was standing and punched him square in the face. Lucius's head sprang back to his back and then back to his chest. Harry whipped out his wand. So did Lucius, Voldemort and Draco.
"Now Potter, you are going to pay," Lucius pointed his wand at Pansy.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
~*~
Lucius was hit in the front and back with two killing curses. The room was filled with bright green light and the rushing sound of death, and Lucius Malfoy toppled over onto Pansy, dead.
All of a sudden people started apparating into the room and Voldemort disapparated in a rage. Draco came over to Harry and Pansy and Harry pointed his wand in-between Draco's eyes.
"Calm down Potter, it was an act," Draco rolled his eyes and pulled off his Death Eater robes. Harry glared at Draco, however he lowered his wand. They shoved the dead Lucius Malfoy off of Pansy and Harry helped her up. He clutched her to him as though he was never going to let go. Pansy started to cry again into Harry's chest murmuring 'Oh Harry' every now and again. Draco went and untied his mother and led her over to Harry and Pansy. The aurors that had apparated were huddling over Lucius's dead body.
"Is he really dead?" Narcissa asked timidly. Draco nodded. "Good," Narcissa said a little more firmly. "Who actually spoke the killing curse?" she asked Draco and Harry. Harry swallowed nervously and said,
"I did," However, Harry thought there was something wrong with his ears, because it almost sounded like there was an echo. Then it made sense. His eyes slided over to Draco, who was gawking at Harry, very unDraco-like. Then he smiled somewhat sourly.
"Told you it was an act," he said so softly that only Harry heard him.
Just then, Albus Dumbledore apparated into the room. Harry sighed happily. Just at the sight of his Professor made him quite a bit calmer.
"Professor," Harry gasped contentedly. Dumbledore glanced at Harry and nodded. He wasn't smiling, but his eyes were twinkling. He nodded at Harry and went over to speak to who seemed to be the head auror. Dumbledore obviously knew what had happened. Harry wasn't surprised. Pansy let go of Harry and asked Draco,
"Hey, you alright? You look like you're about to throw up," Pansy put her hand on her best friends shoulder, which was tense with stress. Narcissa, meanwhile had gone over to talk to Dumbledore.
"I just killed my father," Draco whispered. A few tears tumbled down Pansy's already tear streaked face.
"Oh Draco," Pansy pulled him into an embrace that he slowly returned. Harry watched them for a moment. He wondered to himself, shouldn't he feel jealous, or something? However, the funny thing was, he didn't. He just felt a surge of guilt, because he also helped kill Lucius Malfoy. No matter how malevolent he was, he was still Malfoy's father. Malfoy probably felt the same thing. Harry walked over to Dumbledore, to see what was going on.
"I'm sure of it Mr. Brown, as I told you before, it was in self defense. I know these two young men and they wouldn't kill someone just because. They would not speak the killing curse unless they, or someone they love was in great peril," Dumbledore stated clearly and calmly to the head auror.
"I'm certain Harry Potter wouldn't have, because he's you know, Harry Potter. On the other hand Draco Malfoy is not as innocent as you think. Lucius Malfoy is his father. Do you think that any offspring of that man could ever be kind, or care about someone that much?" Mr. Brown asked with his eyebrows raised. That comment had made Harry mad, he didn't know why, because he thought he hated Malfoy, but he felt he had to defend him.
"You are obviously blind Sir," Harry said at a normal tone, although his voice was cracking with fury, "If you need to know, Lucius Malfoy was sexually harassing my girlfriend, who is also Draco Malfoy's best friend, Pansy Parkinson. If you care to look over there, they are both clearly upset about what just happened here in this room. He evidently cares a great deal for her," Mr. Brown and the group of aurors standing behind him glanced over at Pansy and Draco who were talking softly to each other. They noticed all of the aurors staring at them so they decided to walk over and see what was going on.
"Why do you care, Mr. Potter? You probably won't get charged. Mr. Malfoy may, but not you for sure," Mr. Brown asked.
"WHY DO I CARE? WHY DO I CARE!" Harry bellowed, losing his control, "I care because I love her! She loves him! I LOVE HER AND IF YOU HURT HIM IN SOME WAY IT WILL HURT HER!" Harry roared, breathing heavily. "I love her," he mumbled quietly, realizing what words had just left his lips. Pansy stepped up to him, shocked and gazed up at him. He looked at her for a long time, studying her face. Her chocolate brown eyes were sad and frightened, yet had a slight look of relief in them. She had a tear running down her already tear-streaked face, although she was smiling.
"You love me?" She questioned delicately.
"Pans, 'course I do. I love you," Harry replied tenderly.
"I love you too Harry, I love you too!" Pansy murmured happily and reached up and brushed her lips with his. Suddenly, they realized there were other people in the room, including Dumbledore, so they pulled away quickly. Harry slid his hand into Pansy's and turned to face Mr. Brown, blushing slightly. Harry felt a hand on his shoulder and glanced up to see Dumbledore smiling at him. Harry nodded and looked back at Mr. Brown. He had one eyebrow raised and was looking skeptical.
"I'm sorry Albus, I have no time to listen to listen to hormone-crazed teenagers theories. However, I will pull some strings and get you two a trial. I must be off. My fellow aurors will clean up this site, and you will receive an owl notifying your court date," Then he disapparated.
"Pompous bastard," Draco grumbled on the way back to the fireplace.
"Draco, he's just doing his job," Pansy swatted Draco's arm as she walked hand in hand with Harry.
"Will you be saying that when you're coming to visit us in Azkaban?" Draco drawled unpleasantly.
"You won't be going to Azkaban. Believe me, we will find you a good lawyer and your mother and Dumbledore and I will testify to defend you and Harry. You won't be going to Azkaban," Pansy stated.
They started squabbling with each other and Harry was reminded strongly of Ron and Hermione. He felt almost homesick, even though he hadn't been away for more than 12 hours. He missed Ron's friendship. He missed how things used to be. Harry's eyes watered slightly so he looked up at Mrs. Malfoy and Dumbledore walking ahead of the three of them. Dumbledore wouldn't let him or Draco go to Azkaban, would he? He didn't want to think about that. If Azkaban is as horrible as Sirius and Hagrid say it is, then he doesn't want anything to do with it.
"You know Potter," Draco assumed, breaking into Harry's thoughts, "This is going to be all over the Prophet tomorrow,"
"Great," Harry groaned sarcastically. Just what he needed. He could picture the headlines now. The Boy Who Lived has declared his love, Potter aids Malfoy in homicidal plan, Potter and Malfoy unite to murder, and so on.
"Don't worry Harry, everything will work out. It always does, doesn't it?" Pansy asked, hoping to make Harry feel better.
"Yeah, I guess," Harry lied. He didn't want to worry Pansy with his problems. Nothing seems to work out for him. His parents died, because of him. Then he got stuck in the Triwizard Tournament, and Cedric died because of him. That certainly did not work out. Then he finally gets Pansy, and Ron stops speaking to him. He just comes to save his girlfriend, and he kills Malfoy's dad and gets a court date. Why does this always happen, he wonders. Harry wrapped his arm around Pansy's waist and pulled her closer to him. He needed her more than anyone else right now. He needed someone who loves him.
They finally reached the fireplace and used Floo to get back to Hogwarts. They landed in the Entrance Hall.
"You three should go to bed. It's been a tremendously stressful day and you need your sleep. I will excuse you from classes tomorrow so you can get yourselves together. Narcissa, I'm sure there is an open bed in the Hospital Wing if you would like to stay there for the night. I will see you all tomorrow," Dumbledore announced and swept off to his office. Narcissa turned to Harry, Draco and Pansy and said,
"Thank you for everything you three," she hugged her son, then Pansy, and surprisingly then Harry. She whispered to him,
"You did nothing wrong today, you know that?" Harry gulped and nodded and she turned and walked to the Infirmary.
"Well, I'm going to bed, I'll go up ahead, so you two can give each other your goodnight gropes," Draco drawled.
"Shut up!" Harry and Pansy exclaimed together. Draco smirked.
"Knew that was coming. Anyway, 'night Potter, see you down there Pansy," Draco nodded and headed off to the Slytherin Common Room.
"So you sleeping in your own bed tonight?" Harry asked Pansy.
"Guess so. Can't promise the same for tomorrow night though," Pansy teased as Harry grinned.
"Goodnight my angel," he whispered, and leaned down to kiss her. They opened their mouths almost at once, and their bodies melted together. They broke apart after awhile and headed off to their own rooms.
"Maybe everything will be all right," Harry whispered to himself.
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A/N Sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to get it out and so you guys can read it. Anyway, if you reviewed last time, find your name below:
Emma Malfoy: Thanks for reviewing, No cliffie here! Thanks for reviewing on darkmark.com as well as here!!! Keep reading
Hpchick7: Well you were half right, Draco fired the curse as well and Lucius is dead! Good job!
Pansy Potter: Don't cry, don't go insane, I posted more! You're my most loyal reviewer and I love reading your reviews. Keep reading and reviewing!
Quiet One: Procrastination is my middle name, so I hear you when you say you should be studying but your not. How do you think this story started! Lol! Keep reading!
Water Lily: Thanks for your review!
Zahnfan23: You are also one of my most loyal reviewers! You theory about the curse hitting Ron is great! It could happen I guess. Great imagination! Thanks for reviewing!