Death Threat
A/N. I like this chapter….dunno why!!!!:}
Chapter Four: Of Unicorns And Gold Dust
In History of Magic the next day, they were taking down notes on Grindelwald's defeat. I would have been interesting, Harry supposed, as he tried not to drop off, if Professor Binns didn't speak in the same monotonous tone.
Harry, after staring blankly at his own clean page, looked to his right to see what Jenny had written. What he saw made him gasp. Instead of writing on Jenny's paper there were the most beautiful pictures he had ever seen. He leaned closer to her to see what the pictures were, but at the same time trying not to look conspicuous so Jenny wouldn't see him.
The pictures were mainly of unicorns. He remembered her fascination with them, as he watched her put her wand to the paper and bring the unicorns to life.
Harry was watching tbem, open mouthed, when Jenny noticed he was watching her. He knew at once her drawing talents were a secret she wanted no one to know because she scowled at him, screwed up the dancing unicorns and threw them to the ground. She didn't look at him again all lesson.
At the end she left without a word, much to the confusion of Ron and Hermione, who asked him what he'd done to upset her this time.
Harry picked the paper from under her desk and unraveled it, smoothing out the wrinkles. Still smoothing it he swept past Ron and Hermione and after Jenny, mush to his friends amazement.
'What is he up to now?' said Ron confused.
Harry ran down the corridor, she could walk astonishingly quickly, and grabbed her arm.
'Hey!' he gasped, clutching a stitch in his side.
'What do you want,' she said coldly, 'To laugh at me?' and she kept on walking.
'No, no, no!' said Harry, recovering and grabbing her arm again, 'Why would I laugh at you?'
'As if you didn't know!' she scoffed and tried to walk away again but Harry kept hold of her.
'Tell me,' he said quietly.
'Look,' she said, as they began to walk to Defense Against the Dark Arts, 'I'm an Auror, ok and I have quite a tough rep, I need one seeing as I'm only fifteen,' she stopped to look at him, 'If the guy's at the office, you know, the thirty odd Aurors, found out I was drawing pretty pictures of unicorns in my spare time, they'd laugh at me and no one would ever take me seriously again!'
Harry then understood. This job meant a lot to her and it must be hard to get people to take her seriously because she was so young. He silently cursed himself as he remembered his own scepticism when she told him she was an Auror and the hurt on her face hen he didn't believe her.
'I'm not going to laugh at you,' he said gently, taking the crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, 'And I'm not going to tell anyone.' He straightened the paper and handed it back to her.
She took it and smiled.
'You know exactly what to say and when to say it, don't you Potter?'
She leant forwards and kissed him lightly for a few seconds before pulling away…to see Professor Dumbledore standing there with an amused expression on his face. Then he just smiled and walked off.
Jenny swore as Harry turned red and slid down the wall onto the floor. Seeing this, she knelt down beside him to comfort him.
'It's like a disease I tell you!' muttered Harry into his knees, before he raised his head to see Ron and Hermione laughing.
'It's not funny!' said Jenny, still patting Harry's back sympathetically, before he could say anything.
'Come on lover boy, we'd better get to Defense Against the Dark Arts,' said Ron to Harry, earning himself a glare as he tried to steady his voice.
Ron was still laughing as they walked into Professor Lupin's lesson.
'What's the hysterics for, Mr. Weasley?' asked Lupin, looking amused himself.
Sirius was there too, grinning from the other side of the classroom
'He…and her…' Ron spluttered, first pointing at Harry then at Jenny.
Harry grabbed Ron forcefully and propelled him into a chair whilst Jenny warned him to shut up before she strangled him.
The lesson went fairly well, although all Harry wanted to do was to have the Manicores Professor Lupin was talking about, eat him whole. He didn't dare look at Jenny, who seamed to mutter dark things under her breath every time she remembered the incident.
'Jenny, are you listening to a word I'm saying?' asked Lupin, about a quarter of an hour later, when he noticed that she was drawing instead of taking notes.
Her head shot up immediately and she stuffed the paper in Harry's lap, incase Lupin decided to take it.
'You were saying it was Greek,' she said quickly.
'What was Greek?'
'Er…the thing…you were…um…talking about,' she said, still quickly as though trying to sound like she knew what she was talking about.
'And that would be…?' asked Lupin.
Harry could see Jenny was doing some very quick thinking.
'A…er…Manticore?' she finally squeaked, giving away the fact that she hadn't a clue.
'Lucky guess,' said Lupin, looking disapproving, 'Give the piece of paper to me.'
'What piece of paper?' she asked, trying to sound confused.
'The one I saw you put in Harry's lap. Whatever else I may be, I'm not stupid,' he replied.
'Oh that piece of paper,' she said, forcing a laugh and taking the paper back from harry.
Harry watched what she was going to do, knowing she'd rather die than hand over the paper. As she was holding it, it suddenly burst into flames in her hand, causing Harry to jump.
'Oh,' she said, trying to sound surprised as she watched her carefully drawn pictures shrivel up and turn black, 'Silly me, I haven't quite got the hand of my Veela powers yet, have I?'
Lupin sighed.
'A likely story. Will you say behind at the end please.'
Jenny cursed him under her breath and looked quite crestfallen at having to destroy her work.
They left without her, which wasn't unusual seeing as she was often in trouble with the teachers though never before with Lupin. She was somewhat of a teacher's pet when it came to him.
She came in the common room about ten minutes later looking glum.
'I had to tell him what was on the paper,' she muttered quietly to Harry when she sat down next to him.
'Oh?'
'He understood though, he is very empathic being what he is. I mean he couldn't really be angry with me.'
'Why not?'
She gave Harry a weird look, then realization dawned.
'Oh, I never told you, did I? Well, when Lockhart left I was the one who suggested Remus. So it's really me who got him the job here. That's why he treats me like gold dust…and because I'm so loveable!'
She added, snuggling up to Harry.
'You just keep thinking that!' he said as he put his arm around her shoulders.
A/N. Again a little short and not a lot to do with the plot…
Disclaimer: I own Jenny, JK owns the rest!!!!!:}