Chapter 9

The Boyfriend

Ron sighed as he plopped down on the couch in the Gryffindor Common room. It had been several days since the fracas between Ginny and Professor Verene and things couldn't be worse.

Much to Dumbledore's displeasure, Harry dropped Professor Verene's DADA class, he'd also been quite reserved the last couple of days. Keeping mostly to himself, seldom talking to anyone, including Ron. Ginny was angry all the time, especially after her double DADA class the day before. To top everything off Hermione was avoiding him as well. Ok so she wasn't avoiding him, but she had sided with Ginny and thus had been spending all of her time with Ginny. Ron wouldn't have had a problem with that had he not recently come to terms with the fact that he was head overheels in love with her and was trying more than anything to win her over.

**

Draco smiled to himself as he wrote his essay for Potions. His week had been going rather well.

Thanks to Harry, Moira had been spending nearly every free moment she had with him. He couldn't have been happier. No, he couldn't officially call her his yet, but it wasn't far off, at least he hoped it wasn't far off.

"Draco?" Moira asked as she walked through the door of the Slytherin common room. The other Slytherins glared at her as she walked towards Draco.

Being a professor, Moira knew the password. She was also allowed to be in the Slytherin Common room. However, because she was a Gryffindor the Slytherins were naturally skeptical of her and didn't trust or like her.

"Hello Moira." Draco said as she sat down next to him.

"How fun, potions homework." Moira responded wryly. Draco chuckled in reply.

"Have you finished yours yet." Moira shook her head 'no' in response.

"I'm going to finish it tonight." Draco nodded and continued to write.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Draco nodded again and set his quill down after writing his last sentence. He rolled up his scroll and placed it into his schoolbag.

"I'm going to take this to my room and then we can go, ok?" Moira nodded.

**

"Hermione?" Ron asked as his best friend of 6 years walked through the portrait hole.

"Yes Ron?" She asked in reply as she walked over to the couch that Ron was sitting on.

"Well you see, the thing is, uhm-"

"Ron? What is it? You can tell me."

"Nothing. Never mind."

"No, Ron, what is it?"

"Its nothing. Don't worry about it."


"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Well, alright. If you're sure."

"Positive."

Hermione sighed and then stood up. She walked up to the girl's dormitory to work on her homework.

Why can't he just say it? It isn't that hard. Maybe he really doesn't feel that way.

Hermione sighed and shook her head in attempts of ridding herself of those thoughts.

**

Harry smiled contentedly as he soared. Higher and higher he soared until he could feel the clouds whispering on his flushed cheeks.

The cool air ran through his untidy hair and exhilarated him.

Flying always filled him with a sense of completion. Nothing could go wrong when he was flying. He had no worries. It was heaven on earth, or in the air as the case may be.

Harry had done as Moira had asked.

He dropped her class and left her alone. The only problem now was that he couldn't stop thinking about her.

She was on his mind twenty four hours a day. She haunted him in his sleep, filling his dreams with lustful images. She plagued his thoughts and filled his mind. It was driving him mad.

He'd decided to go flying in hopes of clearing his mind. So far it had done just the trick.

His mind was empty. There was no Moira, no Ginny, no Draco, just him, his broom, and the pitch.

**

"How have things been with Harry?" Draco asked as he sat on a large rock down by the lake.

"They've been great. He dropped my class and hasn't even given a glance in my direction since then."

"That's good." Moira sighed.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"I don't know. I guess I'm just still getting used to things. I've only been here for a few weeks and already so much has happened. It's just a lot to take in. Plus I miss...JORDAN?!?"

"What?" Draco asked confusedly.

Instead of answering Moira jumped up and ran towards a tall figure about thirty feet away.

She wrapped her arms around the person's neck and was promptly picked up and spun around.

Draco stared on in confusion for a few minutes before he decided to see who the stranger was.

"Draco come here. I want you to meet someone." Moira said, taking his hand and leading him over to the stranger.

"Draco, I'd like you to meet Jordan. Jordan, Draco."

The two shook hands and exchanged tight-lipped smiles.

"Jordan was my boyfriend before I moved here."

Thanks for reading my story so far. I'm so sorry that its taken SO long for me to finish this chapter and I'm sorry that its so short, but that was the best place to end it. Hopefully it won't take nearly as long for the next chapter to be posted. (Only 24 days until Harry Potter!!!)

Love Peace and Wizard Feet

Manda