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A/N: Although this chapter is EXTREMELY long, it is only ONE chapter. But I made this chapter long for a reason that you will find out in my author's not in the next chapter.
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Agent0069- LOL. Don't worry. I get into my violent mode sometimes too. : ).
Well, in this chapter, it's sort of a lot about jealousy and learning Cope with things so yeah . . . there might be some blood, punching, cursing, slapping, and so on. I hope you enjoy it and thanks for the wonderful review!
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Chapter 6: Learning to Cope with Life
That night, I had kissed Harry's tears away and let him fall asleep in my embrace, still huddled against the wall of the Head Boy Bathroom to the left of the marble sink.
Time passed, but I didn't move from my spot, just wanting to stay with Harry forever, fearing that if I moved, I might wake up from a wonderful dream and regret it for the rest of my pitiful life.
But as time the minutes rolled by I decided, I have to pick myself up and stop being so pathetic.
I love Harry and I always will, but that does not give me a reason to become putty just by sitting next to him.
I am a Malfoy for goodness' Sake!
I need to pull myself together.
So I had reluctantly lifted my wrist up and scanned my watch.
Holy cricket! I had thought.
It was already 1:30 a.m.
I was sure th mudblood and Weasel were probably worried about my precious little Harry, so I kissed his eyelids, hoping to wake him up as gently as possible.
But he wouldn't wake.
He stirred in my arms a little, but that was it.
I didn't have the heart to wake him up, so instead, I just lifted him up into my arms and headed up to the Gryffindor tower. (Don't ask me how I knew where it was, trust me, I had my ways.)
Surprisingly enough, he was so light, it was as if I wasn't even carrying him. So when I got to the top of the seventh floor and stood in front of a picture with a fat lady in a putrid shade of pink dress, I wasn't extremely tired.
It was as if I had walked up here without even carrying Harry.
The only thing that kept reassuring me that he was in my arms was the beautiful scent of green apples that only came from him.
I had wondered if he mag iced himself to smell so lovely or if he just naturally smelled that way. Now, of course, I know that was always his natural smell.
And how could it not be?
An angel of his beauty deserved nothing but the best of everything. And that Included his scent.
I stood in front of the sleeping fat woman when it finally hit me.
I had no idea what the Gryffindor password was!
I reluctantly decided that the only thing I could to was awake the beauty that lay in my arms.
I quietly and gently whispered, "Harry, wake up. I need you to tell me the gryffindor password so that I can get you to bed."
His eyes fluttered open a bit and he stared sleepily into my silver eyes.
He moaned sleepily and tried to close his eyes again, but I whispered his name again and his eyes fluttered open once again.
"Harry, tell me, please."
"Mmm . . . I hate Slytherins."
That had shocked me.
I was a Slytherin and Harry was basically insinuating that he hated me.
That's when my Malfoyness came back.
I was being kind enough to carry him up seven flights of stairs and was trying to put him into bed and this was my repayment. I couldn't believe him. I was ready to just drop his body onto the floor and walk away.
"Harry . . . you know what? That's it. I try to be nice to you and you tell me you hate me? I can't believe you-"
"No, you prat," he interrupted, "The password is 'I hate Slytherins."
Just then, the fat woman awoke and muttered something about inconsiderate kids always waking her up in the middle of the night as I entered the Gryffindor common room.
I smirked to myself. I couldn't believe I had actually thought that Harry hated me after what we had just done. I was about to apologize to Harry when I saw that he had fallen fast asleep again.
Just then, I heard it.
"Harry, is that you. Oh my goodness! We've been so worried about you. I hope that's you." Called the mudblood and I could see the shadow of the Weasel following her.
I didn't have the time to take Harry up to his bed (Wherever that was) so I gently dropped him onto the couch and hid behind a table as they walked into the room.
The mudblood gasped in her annoying squeaky smart-pants voice as she saw Harry.
"Ron, pick him up and take him to bed. We'll ask him about this tomorrow morning. I don't have the heart to wake him up right now, but as prefect, I'm going to have to Head Girl I'm going to have to give him detention for being out of bed after hours." The mudblood said in a motherly voice.
Well fuck the motherly voice!
How could she give detention to one of her own best friends!? And not just any best friend, but Harry. My future boyfriend and maybe even . . . husband?
But I wasn't thinking about that at the time.
Then, for the first time, I heard the Weasel say something that I could actually agree on. "Hermione, come on. Give him a break. Look. It looks like he must have been crying. He looks a little red around the eyes."
The mudblood sighed in sorrow but insisted on with her stupid shrill voice, " That's still no excuse for-"
When the stupid, idiotic little wench of a mudblood still wouldn't agree with him he said, "Besides, he's a prefect. He was probably on patrol on duty."
As the mudblood tried to go against him, he said, "Do you remember that time when you accidently forgot a homework assignment for Snape and you had to copy mine?"
"Ronald Weasley! I forbid you to use that against me!"
But the Weasel continued, "You know, that could really affect your duty as Head Girl if I let it slip and-"
"All right! Fine! I won't give him detention! Just take him to bed," and with that said, she stalked off to the Girls' dormitory.
When the coast was clear, I sneaked out of the room and back the my Head Boy Room.
I felt bad for not taking him to his own Head Boy Room, but I had no idea where it was, and I guessed the stupid mudblood was probably away from her Head girl room, waiting for Harry to come.
( A/N: this is where the chapter really starts to get into the story and lives up to the title of the chapter, 'Learning to cope with life')
The next morning, I wrote a note to Harry and owled it to him during breakfast. It had told him to meet me in the Head Boys' Bathroom tonight at 9:00 p.m. again.
I looked over at him and he gave me a quick nod of agreement from across the table.
The classes went by and then 9:00 finally came.
When I arrived, Harry was already there. I looked at his face and could tell there was something wrong. I walked up to him very gingerly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Before he answered me, he gave a me a quick but wonderful kiss on the lips.
"I want to thank you for taking me up to my dormitory last night."
"Not a problem," I answered with a smile.
"Okay," Harry had continued. "Well, that was only one of the things I had wanted to tell you. The second thing was more of a question or request I wanted to ask of you."
"Anything for you, my love," I answered willingly.
I didn't care what it was he wanted. I would do it if it was what he really wanted.
"All right, but you promise no to jump to conclusions before hearing me out?" he questioned.
"I promise."
"All right, then. Well . . . *clears throat* . . . I know we've only been together for well . . . Hardly even a date, but, well, before I ask you the request, may I ask you one other question?"
"Of course," I answered.
"What are we? I mean, what do you consider us? I one-night type of fling? Or a casual date to get to know each other . . . or. . . . well, a -er . . . maybe a boyfriend to b-boyfriend relationship?"
I could sense the note of panic and dread in his voice.
I knew that he wanted this to be a long-term boyfriend to boyfriend relationship just as much as I did. I smiled down at him and gave him a loving kiss on his gentle, soft, pink lips as I answered, "boyfriend to boyfriend is the relationship I'm hoping for."
He gasped in surprise and shock, as though he didn't actually expect that I would want the same thing as him.
"I love you, Draco."
"I love you more, Harry."
Whether or not what I had said was true, neither of us knew. We still don't know, but it didn't and still doesn't matter. We were and still are meant for each other.
Harry had smiled up to me and answered, "Perfect."
I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle of happiness, I mean, I may be gay, but I'm a Malfoy and there is no way I would ever giggle.
"Well, Draco," Harry continued, "Er . . . if we are in a serious relationship then-then well, I don't think that we should keep it secret, I mean- well, I know we've only been together for a short while, but I just don't think I could date you behind either Ron or Hermione's back."
This had been a huge shock to me.
I mean . . . I had never even thought about what those two would think if they knew that we were together.
This wouldn't be good.
Neither of them liked me, but at least the mudblood would be as difficult to deal with as the Weasel.
She was always the more reasonable.
I really and truly did not want to do this, however, I had promised to hear Harry out and now that I had, I had to be reasonable and considerate to his feelings.
I knew he didn't want to live a lie . . . always having to hide our relationship from his friends.
So I compromised.
"All right, Harry. You can tell The Weasel and mudblood-"
"Draco," Harry interrupted with an extremely hurt look in his eyes, "please refrain from calling Hermione that. And please don't call Ron a Weasel. I really don't like it. Please? Do it for me."
I couldn't deny such a wonderful request, so I answered, "All right.
"Fine. You can tell IWeasleyI and IGrangerI about our relationship, but no one else. All right?" I asked.
"Deal."
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The next morning, I waited and waited and waited at breakfast, but Harry never came.
The Weasel and mudblood came and both gave me death glares . . . the mudblood's looking more sorrowful than the Weasel's.
Where could Harry be?
I would have thought that he'd be happy that he got to let his friend's in on our little secret, but then again, they weren't looking too happy today.
The bell rang and breakfast ended.
I shooed Pansy away as I skipped my morning transfiguration class and went in search of Harry.
Where could he be?
The first place I checked was the Head Boy Bathroom, but he wasn't there. Next I decided to look in the regular bathrooms, but he wasn't there either. I wondered if maybe he was in his own Head Boy room . . . but I didn't know where that was so I wouldn't be able to find him.
Finally, I was on the highest floor and just decided to go to the Northwest tower. I needed to take a break.
I was so confused.
I hoped nothing was wrong with Harry.
If that Weasel did anything I would have clobbered him so badly he would remember for the rest of his life and afterlife . . . which I would make sure would take place in hell.
As I reached the Northwest tower, I heard small sobs, just I had the night I first kissed Harry.
The sobs were coming from the right, emitting from a small bundle of black cloak that was the exact same size as harry when he huddled into a ball, rocking in a slow and anxious movement.
I ran over to the small bundle and wrapped my arms lovingly around it.
I was positive that it was Harry because I could smell the Green apple scent emanating from his hair and just from all over his beautiful, small, little, fragile body.
He looked so helpless as he tensed in my arms and looked up.
When he was sure it had been me he whipped around and hugged me, threateningly, as if he were to let go, he would die.
As if all the world would come to an end if he let go.
He held onto me for dear life and I held onto him for the same reason.
What had happened?
Why was he so sad and lonely?
We held each other for some time when I finally decided to ask him.
"Harry," I whispered.
"Yes, Draco?"
"What's wrong?"
He sniffled a little and then looked up, deep into my eyes, as if trying to read me open like a book.
"I...well . . . " he began, "Do you remember how you said I could tell Ron and Hermione about our relationship?"
"Yes," I answered, a little worried about what he was going to say next. I don't know what I had been expecting him to say. All I know is that I had been dreading it.
"Well," he continued, "I told them and they- they didn't take it very well. I knew that Ron would be mad, but I didn't expect him to be infuriated. *sob* He called me a traitor and- and- and"
He suddenly broke down into uncontrollable sobs as he struggled to continue.
"I-I wanted to con-confide in Her-Hermione b-but she was even worse! She-she gave me these disgusted looks as if she w-w-wanted t-to sp-spit on me! She w-wouldn't let me get near her and th-then . . . , she asked if I w-were jo-joking, and I r-re-replied 'no' she r-ran out and I c-c-could hear her cr-crying!
"N-n-now everyone h-hates me!"
"NO!" I yelled a little louder than I had intended. "That's not true! I love you, Harry, and there is no way I'm going to let those bastards treat you this way."
He looked up angrily at me and yelled, "Don't call them that!"
I couldn't believe it!
After all they'd put him through, he was still sticking up fro them.
He suddenly stood up and stared down at me in rage.
I glared back but stayed quiet.
I stood up and held his hand in mine and we walked down to see if we could make it to our next classes at least.
As we passed the charms room, the bell rang and out came the Gryffindor 7thyears along with the Hufflepuff 7th years too.
The Weasel came out and saw us standing together and just stood there while everyone else left. Even Professor Flitwick took off. I think he must have been going for a cup of tea or something.
I waited for the hall to empty of everyone bu me, Harry, the Weasel, and the mudblood.
Harry stood about a foot to the right of me, looking apprehensively toward the Weasel and mudblood. I glared daggers at them with the utmost hate.
Their eyes were filled with disgust.
Weasely was the first to speak.
"I cannot believe you Harry! You have the nerve to stand next to the one who's been nothing but cruel to us and act like it's nothing!"
Ron," Harry said, desperately, "I swear! He's not the same! He really is nice once you get to know him! Honest!"
"Harry," the mudblood answered, "I really don't care what you say anymore. What you are doing is wrong and if you are going to continue to DATE Malfoy . . . then I have no business speaking with you."
"But-"
"Harry! Shut up!" the Weasely interrupted. "You're fucking traitor! You're disgusting! You're vial! You're-"
That's what had ticked me off!
I had plunged my fist straight into his mouth, not letting him finish his last sentence.
The mudblood shrieked and I faintly heard Harry yelling in the background, "Draco, no!" as I shoved the Weasel on the floor.
"So now you're on first name bases!?" The Weasel said through punches.
I punched him and punched him and just didn't want to stop. I could feel Harry pulling me off, but I wouldn't budge.
I hated the Weasel so much for all the nasty comments he had said to Harry. For even thinking such things about Harry.
I hated him for everything he was worth.
I kept punching.
I saw my fist fill up with blood, I saw the Weasel's face fill up with blood . . . I knew that his nose must have been broken by now . . . and he probably looked deformed underneath all that blood. But I didn't care.
It was when I felt a rough punch to the face that I fell off the Weasel and looked up.
I couldn't believe it!
Harry had punched me!
He looked at me with so much anger . . . very close to hate . . . but still only anger.
He grabbed me from the collar of my cloak, stood me up (which must have been difficult since I am so much taller than him) and turned to the Weasel and said, "I'm sorry Ron," as he started to drag me off somewhere when he was stopped by the mudblood's voice.
"Harry, how can you be with him!?"
"Hermione, I would have expected you of all people to have been just a little understanding for me! I can't help the one I love!"
"Harry, but he's just . . . " and to my greatest surprise, she had started crying and just ran off.
Harry stared behind her.
What was the matter with her?
There was something more to this.
The mudblood was truly hurt by the knowledge of me and Harry being together. But what was it?
Harry suddenly came back to his sense, stared at the Weasel's form still lying unconsciously on the floor, but I knew he was alive because I could see his chest rising up and down . . . breathing.
Harry dragged me off to a nearby empty room, slammed the door shut behind him and then slammed me against the wall.
"Draco! I cannot believe you! You think you can be so tough just because you look stronger than me . . . and you probably are!? Well let me give you some advise. I can be just as mean and aggressive as you!"
With that . . . he . . . he had . . . well, he had slapped me!
It was quite uncalled for...and I know I had a look on my face that must have looked murderous...and as I was about to say something to end the conversation . . . he continued.
They may call me nasty things, but it's only in anger!
Of course they are angry! I took them by surprise! They weren't expecting this! One day I hate you . . . the next day I love you!? It's not that easy to cope with! I can tell now that Hermione obviously has some unresolved issues!
"Ron just doesn't like you because you've always hated each other!
"You could have killed him! You have to learn to control your anger! I swear Draco, I love you with all my heart, but if you ever do anything as stupid as that again I will have to take matters into my own hands I WILL hurt you. Do you understand me?"
I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of Harry's mouth.
I'd never seen the angry side of Harry before.
But that was fine. I was a Malfoy. Two can play at that game.
"Answer me!" Harry yelled.
"I understand," I answered. "Stay away from the stupid mudbloodand-" SMACK!
Harry had slapped me again!
This was really getting tiring!
I was stronger than him and I was letting him take advantage of me . . . plus, his slaps were really starting to sting.
I swiftly turned the two of us around and now I was the one holding Harry against the wall.
He was struggling frantically and I just couldn't slap him.
I wanted to so badly . . . but I had to control myself. I had to understand that he was going through some problems. This was what he had been talking about.
I had to learn to control my anger.
"Let go of me!" He yelled.
But I didn't . . . instead . . . I kissed him passionately on the lips and when I pulled back, I said, "I understand, baby, I understand. Everything's going to be all right."
He stopped struggling then and as I let his arms go he pulled me into a tight hug.
An embrace so beautiful . . . I'll never forget it.
That had been a hard time for everyone.
We had to learn to cope with life and what it brought to us.
Granger (I'm not supposed to call her a mudblood anymore) had to cope with whatever unsolved problem she had. ( A/N: the next chapter is going to tell you all about Hermione's unresolved problem and you'll all understand this much, much better)
Weasely had to cope with having to forgive me for all the bad things I've done and learning to accept me.
Harry had to cope with dealing with his friend's new emotions and feelings toward him.
And I . . . I had to cope with just plain, old life. I had to cope with having Harry sometimes get angry at me and being unsure of our love. I had to cope with Weasley not liking me one bit and hating every shred of me. I had to cope with Granger hating me for some unknown reason and I also had to cope with being a Slytherin whose father would kill me if he'd found out that I was dating Harry.
That I had fallen in love with Harry.
Everyone single person in this universe has something they have to cope with. Whether it's ugly looks . . . or just plain life.
Well . . . the four of us were all coping with our individual problems.
We were all . . .
. . .Learning to Cope with Life.
xoxo Spiderie xoxo
Woah! Okay, this was the LONGEST chapter I have ever written in my entire life! Well . . . it certainly took me long enough. ;-) I really hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I don't think the next chapter will be quite as long as this. It will probably be a lot shorter. Probably like the rest of the previous chapters, but I hope you enjoy them all the same! Thank you so much for reading this chapter and all my other ones!I hope you liked the way I showed that Harry can be aggressive too, not just Draco. And Draco's Malfoyness came back a bit in this chapter! Ope you enjoyed it! Please R&R!