Title: Concerning Audax
Summary: Professor Trelawney is in charge of Valentine's Day this year. What happens when she bewitches roses to lead you to your soul mate? (Slash)
Genre(s): Fluff, Slash, Romance
Books Referenced: None in particular
Warning(s): Contains slash.
Disclaimer: Not mine. *points to JKR* Hers.
A/N: You know the drill. More thanks to my reviewers =)
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Harry sat in the empty classroom thinking for a very long time. He eventually had to leave, however, when Peeves the Poltergeist turned up and started throwing chalk and erasers at him. As it was late, Harry had no choice but to go to the Gryffindor Common Room; the library was closed, he wasn't hungry and could thus not go down to the kitchens for food, and he didn't even have any friends who were ill and needed visiting in the Hospital Wing.
Fighting down the weird urge to go down to the Slytherin dungeons, Harry made his way to the portrait of the Fat Lady and entered Gryffindor tower. Nobody was in the common room but Hermione and Ron. They were sitting on a sofa in the corner of the room, talking quietly. When they heard Harry entering, they both looked up at him; Hermione was smiling encouragingly, Ron was looking a bit sheepish. He sat down on the couch next to them.
"Hi," Harry said. Ron looked at his hands and Hermione nudged him. Ron sighed.
"Harry, um...I just wanted to say that...I probably misjudged you and...and stuff...and that if you're willing to...allow it, I'm willing to give Malfoy...a second chance," said Ron, as though it were giving him great pains to say so. Ron held his hand out and Harry shook it. Hermione beamed at them.
"Now that that's taken care of, let's do something more productive!" she said brightly. Ron and Harry groaned.
"Don't tell me, school work?" Harry guessed.
"Well, we *have* got our NEWTs coming up soon and all....," Hermione teased. Suddenly there was a tapping on the Common Room's northern window. Hermione crossed the room and opened the window and an eagle owl flew in, shaking a few bits of snow from its feathers. Ron, Harry, and Hermione stared at it for a moment as it hopped over to Harry and stuck its leg out. It was then that he recognised it.
"Oh! Audax!" he said, unbinding the scroll from the owl's leg. "Thank you!" Audax hooted at Harry, eyed Ron and Hermione suspiciously, and took off out the still-open window. Ron got up and closed it.
"Who's Audax?" asked Hermione.
"Audax is Draco's owl...why?" he said
"Just wondering," said Hermione, shrugging. Ron determinedly didn't say anything about the sudden use of Draco's first name.
"Want a game of chess, Ron?" Harry asked, hopefully. Ron knew it was obviously supposed to be a peace offering, but he accepted anyway. The two boys went up to their dorm and retrieved their chess sets. Hermione watched them with a smile, glad that they so easily forgave one another, then opened a book and began to read.
Harry and Ron sat down and began their game of chess. Harry moved ahead one of his center pawns, Ron moved one of his left pawns. The raven-haired boy thought for a minute and moved his queen a few spaces diagonally. Ron smiled and moved one of his rooks.
Not long after, Ron paused and then laughed as his bishop annihilated Harry's pawn,"It seems I am winning, Harry."
Harry grumbled and moved his pawn forward. "I..WILL..prevail..." Ron laughed as his knight destroyed another of Harry's pawns.
"Sure you will, Harry. Don't bet on it." Hermione glanced at them from her book and rolled her eyes, mumbling something about boys being too competitive.
An hour and a half later, Ron's queen finally had Harry's king. Harry scowled and crossed his arms across his chest. Ron looked at him expectantly, until the corners of Harry's mouth twitched up into a smile and he laughed, "So I lost. I admit it, I didn't prevail. You win." Ron beamed at Hermione, who rolled her eyes at Harry.
"I will never understand how boys can be SO competitive," she said, returning to her book. Ron yawned and stretched, saying that he should probably go to bed.
"Good night, Ron," said Harry.
"Good night, Harry."
Harry curled up in an armchair and unrolled the scroll.
Dear Harry,
I have to apologize. Ever since the first day I saw you, I've done nothing but hurt you and your friends. But what could I do? You were in Gryffindor and I was in Slytherin. I had to keep my cold face. I actually quite like your wit and sense of humour and have envied Ron and Hermione for being able to have access to that any time they wanted. I've wanted a change in house but haven't had the guts to ask for it yet. I don't think anyone's ever done that before, and besides my father would never allow it. I'm sorry for all those times I insulted you and your friends. I had to. Whenever I could, I stuck up for you. I never truly insulted you, as offensive as I may have sounded. It was all a lie. This I swear from the bottom of my heart, and I hope you can find it in yours to forgive me.
Where the signature was supposed to go, there was a tiny, intricate sketch of a dragon in silver ink. Draco. Harry smiled and rolled the letter back up, sticking it in a robe pocket. He stood and stretched, bidding Hermione goodnight. Harry went up to his dorm, got into his pyjamas, and lay in his bed rereading the letter until very late that night.
~*~
TBC
A/N: Btw: Coupla notes.
First, sorry the chap's so short, I've got two more chaps to do tonight.
Second: I know Ron kinda just forgave Harry, but I'm trying my durndest to keep the story fluffy!
Third, many, many thanks to my friend Kat for writing the chess scene and helping me with the letter.
Summary: Professor Trelawney is in charge of Valentine's Day this year. What happens when she bewitches roses to lead you to your soul mate? (Slash)
Genre(s): Fluff, Slash, Romance
Books Referenced: None in particular
Warning(s): Contains slash.
Disclaimer: Not mine. *points to JKR* Hers.
A/N: You know the drill. More thanks to my reviewers =)
~*~
Harry sat in the empty classroom thinking for a very long time. He eventually had to leave, however, when Peeves the Poltergeist turned up and started throwing chalk and erasers at him. As it was late, Harry had no choice but to go to the Gryffindor Common Room; the library was closed, he wasn't hungry and could thus not go down to the kitchens for food, and he didn't even have any friends who were ill and needed visiting in the Hospital Wing.
Fighting down the weird urge to go down to the Slytherin dungeons, Harry made his way to the portrait of the Fat Lady and entered Gryffindor tower. Nobody was in the common room but Hermione and Ron. They were sitting on a sofa in the corner of the room, talking quietly. When they heard Harry entering, they both looked up at him; Hermione was smiling encouragingly, Ron was looking a bit sheepish. He sat down on the couch next to them.
"Hi," Harry said. Ron looked at his hands and Hermione nudged him. Ron sighed.
"Harry, um...I just wanted to say that...I probably misjudged you and...and stuff...and that if you're willing to...allow it, I'm willing to give Malfoy...a second chance," said Ron, as though it were giving him great pains to say so. Ron held his hand out and Harry shook it. Hermione beamed at them.
"Now that that's taken care of, let's do something more productive!" she said brightly. Ron and Harry groaned.
"Don't tell me, school work?" Harry guessed.
"Well, we *have* got our NEWTs coming up soon and all....," Hermione teased. Suddenly there was a tapping on the Common Room's northern window. Hermione crossed the room and opened the window and an eagle owl flew in, shaking a few bits of snow from its feathers. Ron, Harry, and Hermione stared at it for a moment as it hopped over to Harry and stuck its leg out. It was then that he recognised it.
"Oh! Audax!" he said, unbinding the scroll from the owl's leg. "Thank you!" Audax hooted at Harry, eyed Ron and Hermione suspiciously, and took off out the still-open window. Ron got up and closed it.
"Who's Audax?" asked Hermione.
"Audax is Draco's owl...why?" he said
"Just wondering," said Hermione, shrugging. Ron determinedly didn't say anything about the sudden use of Draco's first name.
"Want a game of chess, Ron?" Harry asked, hopefully. Ron knew it was obviously supposed to be a peace offering, but he accepted anyway. The two boys went up to their dorm and retrieved their chess sets. Hermione watched them with a smile, glad that they so easily forgave one another, then opened a book and began to read.
Harry and Ron sat down and began their game of chess. Harry moved ahead one of his center pawns, Ron moved one of his left pawns. The raven-haired boy thought for a minute and moved his queen a few spaces diagonally. Ron smiled and moved one of his rooks.
Not long after, Ron paused and then laughed as his bishop annihilated Harry's pawn,"It seems I am winning, Harry."
Harry grumbled and moved his pawn forward. "I..WILL..prevail..." Ron laughed as his knight destroyed another of Harry's pawns.
"Sure you will, Harry. Don't bet on it." Hermione glanced at them from her book and rolled her eyes, mumbling something about boys being too competitive.
An hour and a half later, Ron's queen finally had Harry's king. Harry scowled and crossed his arms across his chest. Ron looked at him expectantly, until the corners of Harry's mouth twitched up into a smile and he laughed, "So I lost. I admit it, I didn't prevail. You win." Ron beamed at Hermione, who rolled her eyes at Harry.
"I will never understand how boys can be SO competitive," she said, returning to her book. Ron yawned and stretched, saying that he should probably go to bed.
"Good night, Ron," said Harry.
"Good night, Harry."
Harry curled up in an armchair and unrolled the scroll.
Dear Harry,
I have to apologize. Ever since the first day I saw you, I've done nothing but hurt you and your friends. But what could I do? You were in Gryffindor and I was in Slytherin. I had to keep my cold face. I actually quite like your wit and sense of humour and have envied Ron and Hermione for being able to have access to that any time they wanted. I've wanted a change in house but haven't had the guts to ask for it yet. I don't think anyone's ever done that before, and besides my father would never allow it. I'm sorry for all those times I insulted you and your friends. I had to. Whenever I could, I stuck up for you. I never truly insulted you, as offensive as I may have sounded. It was all a lie. This I swear from the bottom of my heart, and I hope you can find it in yours to forgive me.
Where the signature was supposed to go, there was a tiny, intricate sketch of a dragon in silver ink. Draco. Harry smiled and rolled the letter back up, sticking it in a robe pocket. He stood and stretched, bidding Hermione goodnight. Harry went up to his dorm, got into his pyjamas, and lay in his bed rereading the letter until very late that night.
~*~
TBC
A/N: Btw: Coupla notes.
First, sorry the chap's so short, I've got two more chaps to do tonight.
Second: I know Ron kinda just forgave Harry, but I'm trying my durndest to keep the story fluffy!
Third, many, many thanks to my friend Kat for writing the chess scene and helping me with the letter.
