Title: Hybrid Lies
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com (will be changing come mid summer)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never did.
Summary: Draco has to choose between destiny's, and I don't mean good and evil. Either path can kill him. Can Hermione's intellect save the day? Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny are caught up in it, not knowing about the Malfoy's history…H/D G/H
A/N:
I have an art gallery (mainly anime, LOTR and fanart) where my character kitties are. There are quite a few Harry Potter kitties already there. The address is:
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
Any requests for a kitty or otherwise? Leave it in a review, or e-mail me.
I have one pair of Hermione and Draco kitties up, and another one on the way. Please tell me what you think. I don't think they came out too well.
And where the HELL are people getting that this is a G/D? No offense, but I can't just remember a scene where…okay, maybe it was when Ginny was remembering her last year. Ginny and Draco are like sister and brother. Ginny will be getting together with Harry, NOT Draco. He's for Hermione alone. And I'm sorry if people don't care for Ginny, but she's not the little HP fan she was anymore. I'm trying to make her more likable in this one. Any suggestions?
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Harry watched in horror as Ginny fell. He didn't even look at Draco's smirking face as he dived, or Ron as he passed him. All of his attention was focused on the petite figure still falling. She was getting closer and closer, but every second he was closer to her, the closer they both got to the ground. His broom was completely pointed downwards, his body and broom falling with natural gravity, speeded up by the racing broom's energy.
The wind flew into his face, reddening his skin, and making his eyes water. He didn't even notice that his glasses were coming off. A yard away from Ginny, they fell off, falling much slower than he did. He could still see her blurred figure. She had stopped screaming, and was now trying to reach out to him. Thirty five feet from the ground, he grabbed her around the waist, almost falling off his broom.
He swooped upward, cradling her body to his, and managed to stop fifteen feet from the ground. The force it created, made Harry felt like he slammed on the brakes in a car on the highway. As they came to a stop, Ginny's body slammed into his, and he could feel her soft curves jar against his muscular ones. After catching his breath, he floated to the ground, where they crumpled in a heap.
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Ginny lay cradled in Harry's arms, both trying to catch their breath. Her head was laying against his chest, tucked under his chin. She was the first to catch her breath, but just laid there, listening to his heartbeat. When she had seen Draco's smile, she knew he was up to something. She let out a small sigh, comfortable in Harry's embrace, and frustrated with her friend of almost two years.
Harry heard her sigh, and began to sit up. She noticed he had lost his glasses in the fall. She hoped they weren't beyond repair. She saw him for the first time, and tried not to gasp. His skin looked like it had a small sunburn, and his raven locks were spiked back in a wind blown look. She could clearly see his scar in the middle of his forehead. Usually it was covered by his hair. And without his glasses, she could see straight into his bright green eyes. Damn. He looked good.
"Gin…Ginny?" He was still trying to catch his breath. "Are you okay?" She felt her heart thump, as his eyes narrowed into concern. She felt flushed, as she opened her mouth trying to get words out. A nimble tan hand caressed her cheek, as he continued to stare at her with concern. Oh, yes. She could die a happy woman now.
She was in the arms of one of the most sought after boys in school. His lips were inches from hers. She managed to nod her head as he started to become alarmed. "I'm fine. And the second I'm alone with Draco, I'm kicking his white ass from here to Hades."
She watched as he became angry, his hands gripping her arms. "I'll KILL him." It was softly spoken, but there was malice behind that voice.
"Don't be TOO upset with him, Harry. He was just being a git…he knew you'd save me."
She watched as his expression softened, but his eyes were still sending off sparks. "Ginny, I know that your friends with him, but-"
"If you're going to ask me to stay away from him, forget it"
Harry looked like he was going to protest, until he saw her expression. She was smiling grimly, eyes lit with determination. Unlike Ron, he didn't baby her, and he knew when to stop being protective.
"If he was you're friend, Ginny, why did he do that?" He was just being curious. She rolled her eyes, amused.
"Like I told you, he knew you'd save me."
"But-" Realization began to take place in his eyes. "I never knew he was one to play match-maker. But that WAS a little extreme. Maybe he was trying to piss Ron off…"
"Draco knows I still have a bit of a crush on you. And not because your famous. We talked a lot in the last year, and I happen to know he actually respects you and Hermione. I'm still working on his view of Ron, though. We're half way there…"
"What do you mean, because I'm not famous?" Those bright green eyes were staring off to the side, confused.
"Harry, you're an amazing person. Your nice, your sweet and considerate. Your good-looking. Your extremely brave, and don't look at me like that. You rescued me from the Chamber of Secrets when you were just twelve. You've survived Voldemort when no one else has, and not just because of your scar. Your resourceful. Your GREAT at riding a broom…" Ginny stared off as she continued her list. Harry stared at her in amazement. She looked back at him as she finished her list off. "…and you have the most amazing eyes I've seen. Only Draco might be able to rival their depth and intensity. Your parents would be proud of you. I know I'm proud just to be your friend."
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Harry could feel his eyes water. Those brown eyes were so sincere…
When Ginny had fallen, he knew he couldn't live with himself if he had just let her go. He had barely survived Cedric Diggory's death. He wouldn't have survived hers. She had been there for him, when ever he felt down. They had had an understanding since they talked about Tom Riddle in his fifth year.
It was then, that as he looked at her and her wide brown eyes, that he realized she had become quite attractive. Her long wavy red hair was in loose pigtails again, some of the locks free due to the fall. Her skin was a beautiful cream color, and her adorable freckles were faint. He was very much aware of her curving body right then, as he continued to hold her.
It was then, that she became a close friend, perhaps a desired girlfriend, and was no longer Ron's little sister. His breath caught at this realization, and he found himself leaning down to…to do what? Kiss her? Why not? Those petal pink lips were just SO inviting at that point in time.
He could see her tea brown eyes widen, and then begin to close. They were centimeters apart when there was a whoosh. Wind batted at their clothing and hair, as Draco Malfoy landed next to them. As they pulled apart, he held out Harry's glasses with a smirk. His body hid them as the others landed as well. Harry and Ginny were now knee to knee, facing each other, blushing, as the others scrambled over. Draco placed Harry's glasses on the stunned boy's nose.
A second later, Ron was on Draco, beating the shit out of him. Harry watched, stunned, as Ron threw punch after punch into that soft pale face. Blood spurted, as he began to hear a shout in the background. The Slytherins and Gryffindors watched, doing nothing.
Suddenly, Draco's body bucked, throwing off Ron's furious one. In one smooth motion, Draco was on his feet again, eyeing Ron. There were cheers from both sides, and the fight was on. Harry turned to the shouting voice to see Hermione running towards them, from the stadium. Harry turned to look back at the fight.
Ron lunged at Draco again, fists flying. Draco dodged the lunge, and blocked the punches. Everyone watched, amazed, as Draco continued to dodge and block all of Ron's attacks fast and smoothly. It turned into an intricate dance. Ron had learned karate for self defense, from Harry, who had taken it at the Y. He now used those skills in a furious and deadly attack.
There were gasps of awe, as Draco did a flip over Ron to avoid another attack, and landed neatly like a large cat. Hermione finally reached them, watching in horror. She stood next to Harry and Ginny, trying to catch her breath.
Blood dripped down Draco's pale face, as his lithe figure crouched, waiting for the next attack. He wasn't disappointed as Ron jumped at him again. He somersaulted under the red heads left swinging arm, once again coming up in a crouch. Harry felt a shudder run through him at Draco's expression.
His eyes appeared to be pure silver, as they narrowed at Ron. The way he moved reminded Harry of a large cat, stalking it's prey. He looked at Hermione's worried face, wondering if her worry was for Draco…or Ron.
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Hermione watched with worry as Draco dodged blow after blow. She could see his vampire skills kicking in. His eyes had gone silver, and he stared at Ron as if he was his prey. She felt a shiver go through her as he licked the blood on his lips. She didn't like the look in his eyes. Even though his wasn't a full vampire, he had had bloodlust before, and she wouldn't be surprised if he got it now.
Ron was beginning to notice Draco's lack of enthusiasm in the fight, and did something VERY stupid. He kicked Draco in the one place you shouldn't kick a vampire, or powerful creature, if you wanted to live. Draco was caught off guard, and felt the horrid pain.
Hermione gasped, her eyes going widen in horror, as Draco lunged at Ron. She instantly ran over to them, Ginny not far behind. The Slytherin's watched in surprise at the girls.
"Draco! Stop it! You'll kill him in this state. DRACO." Ginny and Hermione pulled at Draco's head, preventing it somewhat from going to Ron's throat. Ron had gone white at the sight of inch long fangs coming from his enemies lips, and Draco's eyes going pure silver. The fangs indented pale pink lips, drawing a little blood. "Draco! Please! Stop!"
By then, Harry had joined the girls, along with some of the other Gryffindors. Even with three girls and three guys, it was hard getting Draco off of Ron's prone form. Hermione was just about to give up, and cry, when Ginny whispered something in her ear.
"Ginny! This is NO time for…Oh." Hermione glared at her friend until realizing the perks of the suggestion. While the others held Draco inches away from Ron, Hermione leaned down to Draco's face, and kissed him. She felt a bit of wetness, and guessed it to be his blood. His fangs pressed into the soft skin of her lips, until, a moment later, they retracted.
She felt a warm rush go through her at the feel of his silky lips against hers. It was then the fight left his body. Hermione pulled back to look into a dazed pair of silvery eyes. They blinked once, then twice. Slowly, his lithe body relaxed, and the others let go of him. Ron looked at Hermione and Draco, fear in his eyes. He, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny were the only ones that noticed Draco's 'spell'. Or so they thought. Ginny helped her friend stand, and together, she and Hermione led him up to his room.
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As soon as the girls disappeared with Draco, Harry pulled Ron aside. "Ron, we need to talk." The red head shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible. I don't believe it."
Harry gave his best friend a little shake. "RON."
Blue eyes met his green ones. "You can't tell ANYONE."
"Why?"
"Because then his life would be in danger."
"Why?"
"RON. He hasn't done anything to anyone. He attacked you, only after YOU attacked HIM. You just don't kick a vampire in the balls! Dumbledore knows, and he let's Draco stay!"
"Why?"
Harry gave his friend a harder shake, trying to snap him out of it. "Think of it this way: if Draco is in danger, then so are everyone who knows, and who have been helping him! You put Draco's life in danger, you put your sister's in danger."
Brown eyes glared into his own. "My sister's life is already in danger. Just being with HIM. You expect me to just…just…not?"
Harry's eyes narrowed. "No, I don't expect you to. But I would expect such kindness and morals from my friends." And with that, Harry turned on his heel and left.
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Draco looked up as someone knocked at the door. Hermione and Ginny had left after treating him, and getting the vampire instinct in his blood dimmed again. He stood up from his desk, and opened the door. Pansy stood there, and immediately climbed in. The door to his room appeared to be a large cabinet, that stored books.
Draco looked at Pansy in amusement. She was dressed to kill. She closed the door behind her, and then stood with her hands on her hips. "Draco Malfoy." She said in a severe tone of voice.
He settled on his bed, and raised an eyebrow at her. "Pansy Deidre Parkinson."
"DON'T play around with me. I want to know what's going on. And don't pull the puppy expression, 'cause you're not getting away with it this time. I SAW." Her dark green eyes softened. "You know you can trust me. I still haven't told anyone about Granger. I'm worried about you, and we need to stick together."
Draco sighed, before letting himself fall back onto his bed. He felt the large bed shift as Pansy sat down next to him. "You know about my father, and his family?"
Pansy slowly nodded, as if unsure. "There were rumors that they're vampires. But you're NOT a vampire. Not yet any ways."
"My mother isn't entirely human either."
He heard a sharp gasp, as he continued to stare at the ceiling. "Wha…what is she, then?"
"Selkie."
"So that's why Granger has been helping you, and Weasel?" He looked to see tears swirling in her odd eyes. No one except her, had dark green eyes. Even Potter had paler green eyes. Even weirder still, were the slits of violet in them. You couldn't see the purple unless you were really close, though.
"Yeah. Ginny and I have been kind of tight since last year, but I bet you already knew that."
Pansy nodded. "There's another party going down tonight. Want to go? No, forget it. I'm ordering you to go." She waltzed over to his wardrobe, and threw open the doors. Draco smiled. Ginny may have been like a sister to him, but Pansy was his best friend.
It was often that the Slytherin's got together to have a party. It was rare to have a dance at Hogwarts, so their house took care of that by having a party every so often. They weren't such a bad lot, really.
When they were children, they learned their nasty attitudes from their parents. They would bring those attitudes to school with them. Then, they began to grow up, and the adults of Voldemorts circle got worried. They enforced methods at their houses, to make sure they wouldn't turn against them. This had made them rebel, in a sense. Now, they pretended to be crude and mean to keep up the reputation that was sure to reach home. Sure, they still had nasty tendencies, but they were doing much better than they had years ago. People like Draco, who had suffered the worst, were actually considering on joining the Light. People like Pansy were still making up their mind.
Draco shooed his friend out, and changed into glittering silver pants that fit snug, and a dark sleeveless top with a high collar. He joined Pansy outside, and together, they made their way down to the Slytherin Common Room for the Party. Both were unaware that they weren't the only ones roaming about.
A/N: I think I've decided who to pair Ron up with. Poor fellow. I've also decided to make Pansy nice, after being inspired by this one fic on ff.net. Did you know there were actually Pansy/Dracos out there? I didn't, until I went to an old Digimon website. Wow. I never thought of those two. I think I'll write a little one shot, a sort of challenge to myself. I still have writer's block, but am trying to trudge ahead. Good luck to me. =_='
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com (will be changing come mid summer)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never did.
Summary: Draco has to choose between destiny's, and I don't mean good and evil. Either path can kill him. Can Hermione's intellect save the day? Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny are caught up in it, not knowing about the Malfoy's history…H/D G/H
A/N:
I have an art gallery (mainly anime, LOTR and fanart) where my character kitties are. There are quite a few Harry Potter kitties already there. The address is:
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
Any requests for a kitty or otherwise? Leave it in a review, or e-mail me.
I have one pair of Hermione and Draco kitties up, and another one on the way. Please tell me what you think. I don't think they came out too well.
And where the HELL are people getting that this is a G/D? No offense, but I can't just remember a scene where…okay, maybe it was when Ginny was remembering her last year. Ginny and Draco are like sister and brother. Ginny will be getting together with Harry, NOT Draco. He's for Hermione alone. And I'm sorry if people don't care for Ginny, but she's not the little HP fan she was anymore. I'm trying to make her more likable in this one. Any suggestions?
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Harry watched in horror as Ginny fell. He didn't even look at Draco's smirking face as he dived, or Ron as he passed him. All of his attention was focused on the petite figure still falling. She was getting closer and closer, but every second he was closer to her, the closer they both got to the ground. His broom was completely pointed downwards, his body and broom falling with natural gravity, speeded up by the racing broom's energy.
The wind flew into his face, reddening his skin, and making his eyes water. He didn't even notice that his glasses were coming off. A yard away from Ginny, they fell off, falling much slower than he did. He could still see her blurred figure. She had stopped screaming, and was now trying to reach out to him. Thirty five feet from the ground, he grabbed her around the waist, almost falling off his broom.
He swooped upward, cradling her body to his, and managed to stop fifteen feet from the ground. The force it created, made Harry felt like he slammed on the brakes in a car on the highway. As they came to a stop, Ginny's body slammed into his, and he could feel her soft curves jar against his muscular ones. After catching his breath, he floated to the ground, where they crumpled in a heap.
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Ginny lay cradled in Harry's arms, both trying to catch their breath. Her head was laying against his chest, tucked under his chin. She was the first to catch her breath, but just laid there, listening to his heartbeat. When she had seen Draco's smile, she knew he was up to something. She let out a small sigh, comfortable in Harry's embrace, and frustrated with her friend of almost two years.
Harry heard her sigh, and began to sit up. She noticed he had lost his glasses in the fall. She hoped they weren't beyond repair. She saw him for the first time, and tried not to gasp. His skin looked like it had a small sunburn, and his raven locks were spiked back in a wind blown look. She could clearly see his scar in the middle of his forehead. Usually it was covered by his hair. And without his glasses, she could see straight into his bright green eyes. Damn. He looked good.
"Gin…Ginny?" He was still trying to catch his breath. "Are you okay?" She felt her heart thump, as his eyes narrowed into concern. She felt flushed, as she opened her mouth trying to get words out. A nimble tan hand caressed her cheek, as he continued to stare at her with concern. Oh, yes. She could die a happy woman now.
She was in the arms of one of the most sought after boys in school. His lips were inches from hers. She managed to nod her head as he started to become alarmed. "I'm fine. And the second I'm alone with Draco, I'm kicking his white ass from here to Hades."
She watched as he became angry, his hands gripping her arms. "I'll KILL him." It was softly spoken, but there was malice behind that voice.
"Don't be TOO upset with him, Harry. He was just being a git…he knew you'd save me."
She watched as his expression softened, but his eyes were still sending off sparks. "Ginny, I know that your friends with him, but-"
"If you're going to ask me to stay away from him, forget it"
Harry looked like he was going to protest, until he saw her expression. She was smiling grimly, eyes lit with determination. Unlike Ron, he didn't baby her, and he knew when to stop being protective.
"If he was you're friend, Ginny, why did he do that?" He was just being curious. She rolled her eyes, amused.
"Like I told you, he knew you'd save me."
"But-" Realization began to take place in his eyes. "I never knew he was one to play match-maker. But that WAS a little extreme. Maybe he was trying to piss Ron off…"
"Draco knows I still have a bit of a crush on you. And not because your famous. We talked a lot in the last year, and I happen to know he actually respects you and Hermione. I'm still working on his view of Ron, though. We're half way there…"
"What do you mean, because I'm not famous?" Those bright green eyes were staring off to the side, confused.
"Harry, you're an amazing person. Your nice, your sweet and considerate. Your good-looking. Your extremely brave, and don't look at me like that. You rescued me from the Chamber of Secrets when you were just twelve. You've survived Voldemort when no one else has, and not just because of your scar. Your resourceful. Your GREAT at riding a broom…" Ginny stared off as she continued her list. Harry stared at her in amazement. She looked back at him as she finished her list off. "…and you have the most amazing eyes I've seen. Only Draco might be able to rival their depth and intensity. Your parents would be proud of you. I know I'm proud just to be your friend."
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Harry could feel his eyes water. Those brown eyes were so sincere…
When Ginny had fallen, he knew he couldn't live with himself if he had just let her go. He had barely survived Cedric Diggory's death. He wouldn't have survived hers. She had been there for him, when ever he felt down. They had had an understanding since they talked about Tom Riddle in his fifth year.
It was then, that as he looked at her and her wide brown eyes, that he realized she had become quite attractive. Her long wavy red hair was in loose pigtails again, some of the locks free due to the fall. Her skin was a beautiful cream color, and her adorable freckles were faint. He was very much aware of her curving body right then, as he continued to hold her.
It was then, that she became a close friend, perhaps a desired girlfriend, and was no longer Ron's little sister. His breath caught at this realization, and he found himself leaning down to…to do what? Kiss her? Why not? Those petal pink lips were just SO inviting at that point in time.
He could see her tea brown eyes widen, and then begin to close. They were centimeters apart when there was a whoosh. Wind batted at their clothing and hair, as Draco Malfoy landed next to them. As they pulled apart, he held out Harry's glasses with a smirk. His body hid them as the others landed as well. Harry and Ginny were now knee to knee, facing each other, blushing, as the others scrambled over. Draco placed Harry's glasses on the stunned boy's nose.
A second later, Ron was on Draco, beating the shit out of him. Harry watched, stunned, as Ron threw punch after punch into that soft pale face. Blood spurted, as he began to hear a shout in the background. The Slytherins and Gryffindors watched, doing nothing.
Suddenly, Draco's body bucked, throwing off Ron's furious one. In one smooth motion, Draco was on his feet again, eyeing Ron. There were cheers from both sides, and the fight was on. Harry turned to the shouting voice to see Hermione running towards them, from the stadium. Harry turned to look back at the fight.
Ron lunged at Draco again, fists flying. Draco dodged the lunge, and blocked the punches. Everyone watched, amazed, as Draco continued to dodge and block all of Ron's attacks fast and smoothly. It turned into an intricate dance. Ron had learned karate for self defense, from Harry, who had taken it at the Y. He now used those skills in a furious and deadly attack.
There were gasps of awe, as Draco did a flip over Ron to avoid another attack, and landed neatly like a large cat. Hermione finally reached them, watching in horror. She stood next to Harry and Ginny, trying to catch her breath.
Blood dripped down Draco's pale face, as his lithe figure crouched, waiting for the next attack. He wasn't disappointed as Ron jumped at him again. He somersaulted under the red heads left swinging arm, once again coming up in a crouch. Harry felt a shudder run through him at Draco's expression.
His eyes appeared to be pure silver, as they narrowed at Ron. The way he moved reminded Harry of a large cat, stalking it's prey. He looked at Hermione's worried face, wondering if her worry was for Draco…or Ron.
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Hermione watched with worry as Draco dodged blow after blow. She could see his vampire skills kicking in. His eyes had gone silver, and he stared at Ron as if he was his prey. She felt a shiver go through her as he licked the blood on his lips. She didn't like the look in his eyes. Even though his wasn't a full vampire, he had had bloodlust before, and she wouldn't be surprised if he got it now.
Ron was beginning to notice Draco's lack of enthusiasm in the fight, and did something VERY stupid. He kicked Draco in the one place you shouldn't kick a vampire, or powerful creature, if you wanted to live. Draco was caught off guard, and felt the horrid pain.
Hermione gasped, her eyes going widen in horror, as Draco lunged at Ron. She instantly ran over to them, Ginny not far behind. The Slytherin's watched in surprise at the girls.
"Draco! Stop it! You'll kill him in this state. DRACO." Ginny and Hermione pulled at Draco's head, preventing it somewhat from going to Ron's throat. Ron had gone white at the sight of inch long fangs coming from his enemies lips, and Draco's eyes going pure silver. The fangs indented pale pink lips, drawing a little blood. "Draco! Please! Stop!"
By then, Harry had joined the girls, along with some of the other Gryffindors. Even with three girls and three guys, it was hard getting Draco off of Ron's prone form. Hermione was just about to give up, and cry, when Ginny whispered something in her ear.
"Ginny! This is NO time for…Oh." Hermione glared at her friend until realizing the perks of the suggestion. While the others held Draco inches away from Ron, Hermione leaned down to Draco's face, and kissed him. She felt a bit of wetness, and guessed it to be his blood. His fangs pressed into the soft skin of her lips, until, a moment later, they retracted.
She felt a warm rush go through her at the feel of his silky lips against hers. It was then the fight left his body. Hermione pulled back to look into a dazed pair of silvery eyes. They blinked once, then twice. Slowly, his lithe body relaxed, and the others let go of him. Ron looked at Hermione and Draco, fear in his eyes. He, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny were the only ones that noticed Draco's 'spell'. Or so they thought. Ginny helped her friend stand, and together, she and Hermione led him up to his room.
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As soon as the girls disappeared with Draco, Harry pulled Ron aside. "Ron, we need to talk." The red head shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible. I don't believe it."
Harry gave his best friend a little shake. "RON."
Blue eyes met his green ones. "You can't tell ANYONE."
"Why?"
"Because then his life would be in danger."
"Why?"
"RON. He hasn't done anything to anyone. He attacked you, only after YOU attacked HIM. You just don't kick a vampire in the balls! Dumbledore knows, and he let's Draco stay!"
"Why?"
Harry gave his friend a harder shake, trying to snap him out of it. "Think of it this way: if Draco is in danger, then so are everyone who knows, and who have been helping him! You put Draco's life in danger, you put your sister's in danger."
Brown eyes glared into his own. "My sister's life is already in danger. Just being with HIM. You expect me to just…just…not?"
Harry's eyes narrowed. "No, I don't expect you to. But I would expect such kindness and morals from my friends." And with that, Harry turned on his heel and left.
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Draco looked up as someone knocked at the door. Hermione and Ginny had left after treating him, and getting the vampire instinct in his blood dimmed again. He stood up from his desk, and opened the door. Pansy stood there, and immediately climbed in. The door to his room appeared to be a large cabinet, that stored books.
Draco looked at Pansy in amusement. She was dressed to kill. She closed the door behind her, and then stood with her hands on her hips. "Draco Malfoy." She said in a severe tone of voice.
He settled on his bed, and raised an eyebrow at her. "Pansy Deidre Parkinson."
"DON'T play around with me. I want to know what's going on. And don't pull the puppy expression, 'cause you're not getting away with it this time. I SAW." Her dark green eyes softened. "You know you can trust me. I still haven't told anyone about Granger. I'm worried about you, and we need to stick together."
Draco sighed, before letting himself fall back onto his bed. He felt the large bed shift as Pansy sat down next to him. "You know about my father, and his family?"
Pansy slowly nodded, as if unsure. "There were rumors that they're vampires. But you're NOT a vampire. Not yet any ways."
"My mother isn't entirely human either."
He heard a sharp gasp, as he continued to stare at the ceiling. "Wha…what is she, then?"
"Selkie."
"So that's why Granger has been helping you, and Weasel?" He looked to see tears swirling in her odd eyes. No one except her, had dark green eyes. Even Potter had paler green eyes. Even weirder still, were the slits of violet in them. You couldn't see the purple unless you were really close, though.
"Yeah. Ginny and I have been kind of tight since last year, but I bet you already knew that."
Pansy nodded. "There's another party going down tonight. Want to go? No, forget it. I'm ordering you to go." She waltzed over to his wardrobe, and threw open the doors. Draco smiled. Ginny may have been like a sister to him, but Pansy was his best friend.
It was often that the Slytherin's got together to have a party. It was rare to have a dance at Hogwarts, so their house took care of that by having a party every so often. They weren't such a bad lot, really.
When they were children, they learned their nasty attitudes from their parents. They would bring those attitudes to school with them. Then, they began to grow up, and the adults of Voldemorts circle got worried. They enforced methods at their houses, to make sure they wouldn't turn against them. This had made them rebel, in a sense. Now, they pretended to be crude and mean to keep up the reputation that was sure to reach home. Sure, they still had nasty tendencies, but they were doing much better than they had years ago. People like Draco, who had suffered the worst, were actually considering on joining the Light. People like Pansy were still making up their mind.
Draco shooed his friend out, and changed into glittering silver pants that fit snug, and a dark sleeveless top with a high collar. He joined Pansy outside, and together, they made their way down to the Slytherin Common Room for the Party. Both were unaware that they weren't the only ones roaming about.
A/N: I think I've decided who to pair Ron up with. Poor fellow. I've also decided to make Pansy nice, after being inspired by this one fic on ff.net. Did you know there were actually Pansy/Dracos out there? I didn't, until I went to an old Digimon website. Wow. I never thought of those two. I think I'll write a little one shot, a sort of challenge to myself. I still have writer's block, but am trying to trudge ahead. Good luck to me. =_='