A/N: I'm lazy, so sue me... you just can't sure me for these characters, cause I don't own them... I didn't feel like writing, and I always love to torture whatever fans I have so... *sniggers* on with the show... *mock bow*
Chapter 16: Explaining to Dumbledore
Dumbledore quirked a lopsided grin and, nodding slowly, called out, "Enter!"
The door swung open and there stood Malfoy, smirking, yet looking bewildered in all his Slytherin glory. He now looked even more confused as he spotted Harry, but a nasty look crossed his eyes as they passed over Ron. Ron glared back, Harry just stared. How perfect Malfoy was... from his sleek silver blonde hair to his reflective grey eyes, to his perfect robes... Ron didn't even compare... Harry mentally kicked himself for even thinking such a thing (A/N: Why did he kick himself for telling the truth?! *sniggers* But back to the story...) Ron was... special... and more importantly, Ron was accessible. Malfoy... he was the last person Harry could actually think he'd be able to get. He sighed, noticed he was staring and turned to Ron, who gave him a very strange look indeed. Then Dumbledore cleared his throat, though his eyes still remained amusedly on Trelawney, who's own eyes had misted over and she was staring down into the depths of her crystal ball again.
"It seems..." he said slowly, "that what we have here..." his eyes twinkled as he finally looked back up at the boys, who all stood staring at him, except for Draco who had been closing the door. Draco suddenly turned around, smirking, though a slight confusion still lingered in his eyes. "Is... a love triangle."
Suddenly, three... well, two... sounds of outrage burst forth, but it was Draco's that raised the highest.
"Triangle?!" he shrieked, flinging a glance over at the red and raven haired couple. "Bloody hell, a triangle... with them!" he now raised a finger and pointed it directly at Harry and Ron, who looked startled.
Dumbledore just stared placidly at him, his own silver hair glistening in the lamplight. He didn't even bother to correct Draco's language, just nodded his head slowly. "Yes, that is what it appears to be... from this vantage point at least, unless one of you would bother to explain it to me from your point of view?"
Suddenly, once again Ron and Draco burst out in high voices, both trying to sell their side of the story.
But Dumbledore held up a hand to silence them. His twinkling eyes fell on Harry. "It does seem that there is one person in particular that this is based upon... Maybe he would like to tell the story?"
Ron and Draco's eyes quickly flickered over to Harry who felt like sinking down in his chair. 'Say no!' his mind thought frantically, but even as he thought this, his mouth was starting to form words.
He explained everything, in full, from the strange apparation of the hat to seeing into Trelawney's crystal ball, only interrupted slightly when Dumbledore had to draw Draco up a chair. Once sitting in the chair Draco starred, agape at Harry.
When Harry finished Dumbledore only smiled again and looked around at all three boys. "You really do seem rather puzzled at exactly where the source of all this trouble came from..." he said slowly.
"I know where it can from," Draco spat, though still eyeing Harry strangely. "Potter's stupid hat that that Mud-" Draco had almost spat out 'Mudblood' in front of the headmaster, but stopped himself just in time, "Granger gave him."
Harry looked over confusedly. "But Hermione didn't give me that hat... I don't know where it came from..."
"Ah, and if you don't know where it came from, how can you be positive that it did not in fact come from the lovely Ms. Ganger?"
Draco snorted slightly at the thought of Granger, with her bushy hair, actually being thought of as lovely... it was quite a ludicrous thought. Nobody noticed anything, and Harry just sat dumbfounded, Ron, just dumb (A/N: As usual... stupid Weasleys...). How did Draco know where the hat had come from.
"I do believe that the answers to the questions that are at the moment puzzling young Harry are just coming right up the stairs..." Trelawney said mistily, and out of nowhere, causing everyone to jump. Everyone turned toward the stairs as there was once again a sharp knock on the door.
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A/N: Hey *waves energetically* sorry I haven't been working in so long, I've just had tons of other stuff on my mind other than writing (like *clears throat* guys *sighs*). Sorry! Well I updated, so now review, and I promise that next time it won't take me so long... *turns around where you can see fingers crossed behind her back*
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Chapter 16: Explaining to Dumbledore
Dumbledore quirked a lopsided grin and, nodding slowly, called out, "Enter!"
The door swung open and there stood Malfoy, smirking, yet looking bewildered in all his Slytherin glory. He now looked even more confused as he spotted Harry, but a nasty look crossed his eyes as they passed over Ron. Ron glared back, Harry just stared. How perfect Malfoy was... from his sleek silver blonde hair to his reflective grey eyes, to his perfect robes... Ron didn't even compare... Harry mentally kicked himself for even thinking such a thing (A/N: Why did he kick himself for telling the truth?! *sniggers* But back to the story...) Ron was... special... and more importantly, Ron was accessible. Malfoy... he was the last person Harry could actually think he'd be able to get. He sighed, noticed he was staring and turned to Ron, who gave him a very strange look indeed. Then Dumbledore cleared his throat, though his eyes still remained amusedly on Trelawney, who's own eyes had misted over and she was staring down into the depths of her crystal ball again.
"It seems..." he said slowly, "that what we have here..." his eyes twinkled as he finally looked back up at the boys, who all stood staring at him, except for Draco who had been closing the door. Draco suddenly turned around, smirking, though a slight confusion still lingered in his eyes. "Is... a love triangle."
Suddenly, three... well, two... sounds of outrage burst forth, but it was Draco's that raised the highest.
"Triangle?!" he shrieked, flinging a glance over at the red and raven haired couple. "Bloody hell, a triangle... with them!" he now raised a finger and pointed it directly at Harry and Ron, who looked startled.
Dumbledore just stared placidly at him, his own silver hair glistening in the lamplight. He didn't even bother to correct Draco's language, just nodded his head slowly. "Yes, that is what it appears to be... from this vantage point at least, unless one of you would bother to explain it to me from your point of view?"
Suddenly, once again Ron and Draco burst out in high voices, both trying to sell their side of the story.
But Dumbledore held up a hand to silence them. His twinkling eyes fell on Harry. "It does seem that there is one person in particular that this is based upon... Maybe he would like to tell the story?"
Ron and Draco's eyes quickly flickered over to Harry who felt like sinking down in his chair. 'Say no!' his mind thought frantically, but even as he thought this, his mouth was starting to form words.
He explained everything, in full, from the strange apparation of the hat to seeing into Trelawney's crystal ball, only interrupted slightly when Dumbledore had to draw Draco up a chair. Once sitting in the chair Draco starred, agape at Harry.
When Harry finished Dumbledore only smiled again and looked around at all three boys. "You really do seem rather puzzled at exactly where the source of all this trouble came from..." he said slowly.
"I know where it can from," Draco spat, though still eyeing Harry strangely. "Potter's stupid hat that that Mud-" Draco had almost spat out 'Mudblood' in front of the headmaster, but stopped himself just in time, "Granger gave him."
Harry looked over confusedly. "But Hermione didn't give me that hat... I don't know where it came from..."
"Ah, and if you don't know where it came from, how can you be positive that it did not in fact come from the lovely Ms. Ganger?"
Draco snorted slightly at the thought of Granger, with her bushy hair, actually being thought of as lovely... it was quite a ludicrous thought. Nobody noticed anything, and Harry just sat dumbfounded, Ron, just dumb (A/N: As usual... stupid Weasleys...). How did Draco know where the hat had come from.
"I do believe that the answers to the questions that are at the moment puzzling young Harry are just coming right up the stairs..." Trelawney said mistily, and out of nowhere, causing everyone to jump. Everyone turned toward the stairs as there was once again a sharp knock on the door.
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A/N: Hey *waves energetically* sorry I haven't been working in so long, I've just had tons of other stuff on my mind other than writing (like *clears throat* guys *sighs*). Sorry! Well I updated, so now review, and I promise that next time it won't take me so long... *turns around where you can see fingers crossed behind her back*
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