The Friendship Pact

Pact 1: the First

By Rois m.t. Lylthe

Disclaimer: So far, all the characters belong to J.K. Rowling… I haven't made any of them up. The plot belongs to me. Yadda yadda.

Warning: If you've got something against homosexual relationships, you might want to leave now. Even though there won't be a lot a lot, there will be 'hints' and implied suggestions now and again.

AN: I'm going to mainly focus on them getting along as friends but if you want to know the romantic pairings in this story if I decide to put romance in, they are: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Justin/Orca, Neville/???? Careful when reading this, because it might get confusing at times.

"Go, just go." said Malfoy in a cold, commanding voice. Ron, Hermione and Harry looked at him hesitantly. Justin Finch-Fletchy looked at him, surprised. Orca Quirk smiled despite herself. "Go." Draco said again. Hermione nudged Harry.

"C'mon Harry." she said." It's not safe here." Ron was already backing out of the room with the unconscious Neville; Justin helping him. Orca looked about as hesitant as Harry. The only thing that stood between them and Lucius Malfoy was Draco.

Harry looked at the boy's face again, feeling a twinge of an unknown feeling. He allowed Hermione to lead him to the door and refused to go any further than that. Ron and Hermione glanced at Harry. Harry said," We can't just leave him here. He's trying to save our lives for god's sake. He's going against his own father, and for whom, it's for us!"

Hermione said rather shakily, "It's dangerous."

"I don't care."

Ron said," Let's get Neville to safety first. He's still out cold."

"You guys go first. I'll stay."

"Harry…" pleaded Hermione.

"I'm staying." Hermione sighed.

"Then we're staying with you."

The argument went unnoticed by the Slytherin. Draco's eyes were locked on his father in a cold glare.

"Draco, get out of my way." said Lucius Malfoy with a warning note.

"No, father," said Draco," I warned you. If you tried to harm Potter in any way, that I would be the first to stop you."

"Draco…"

"Sorry father."

"You would go against me; for that boy?"

"Yes father. Potter's life is mine. If anyone is to kill him, it will be me!" Draco said this with such ferocity that his father seemed to waver a bit. Harry felt an inexplicable tingling down his back when Draco said this.

"Draco, come now. What does it matter who kills the boy as long as he is killed?" he said this in a gentle, coaxing tone. "Step aside so I can dispose of the boy and his friends."

"No." Lucius frowned. He hadn't expected Draco to say no.

"Now Draco, I've been very lenient towards you and your obsession with the little Potter boy but it will end now." Lucius' lips curved into a frighteningly wicked smile. "You will get your punishment later."

"It will not end now. I won't let it." Draco said simply.

Lucius sneered. "You won't let it? Since when do you have enough power to defy me, Draco? I would have thought you had learned that during seventeen years you've been alive. It was a mistake to send you to that woman. You disappoint me." He took a step towards Draco. Draco stood his ground.

Suddenly Lucius stopped and paled. He paused and seemed to be listening to something. His eyes looked pained for a minute, but then an insane look crossed his face. He said," Draco, Draco, my poor son, this is what you get for defying me; this is what you get for your traitorous behavior. I will consider our relationship as father and son, and give you a painless death. Goodbye Draco. You made the wrong decision. I ask you once more; will you get out of the way?"

"No father."

The older Malfoy raised his wand arm and said," Avada Kedavra!"

Draco stood there defiantly. His eyes were shining bright with anger, not a trace of fear could be found, and Harry wondered what had happened to the slimy cowardly Draco Malfoy that he knew. His chin was raised proudly as the green flash came. A silver flash burned out the green light, leaving Draco on the ground, still and bleeding.

Harry paled and Lucius raised his arm once again. //Oh no, you don't. // thought Harry fiercely. He raised his wand quicker and shouted," Expelliarmus!" at the same time Hermione shouted something. Lucius' eyes widened as his wand flew out of reach and an invisible force hit him. The cave began to crumble and the seven students of Hogwarts rushed through the only exit as it crumbled.

Hermione said," Lu..lumos!" Her wand lighted up and the passageway was no longer dark. The five conscious teens looked at each other rather shakily. Apparently, they had not expected things to turn out this badly. Neville groaned and his eyes flickered open. Hermione let out a sigh of relief.

Neville said," I've got a bloody headache. What happened?" He looked at the others and his eyes wandered to the bloodied body of Draco Malfoy. His eyes widened.

"Is he…" Neville trailed off.

Hermione bent down and felt for his pulse. It was faint, but it was there. She let out another sigh of relief. "No, he's just unconscious."

Ron burst out," But what about the curse?" Hermione and Orca shot him a reproachful look. "That's not what I meant!" Ron cried out. "I don't particularly want him dead even if I don't get along with the insufferable git." Hermione arched an eyebrow. "Well, he saved our lives and all. Though I suspect he'd gone insane at the time or something. I'd expected him to cackle with glee." Orca looked at him. "Ah…but my point was…his father cast a killing curse…Avada Kedavra…on him and he isn't dead…why?"

Hermione looked thoughtful and said," It may have had something to do with that silver flash. At any rate, we should take care of his wounds first and be on our way. I don't want to be here when the death eater," she gestured to the blocked exit," wakes up. I'd like to be well away from here by the time that happens." She bent down and began tearing at Draco's cloak to use as bandages for his wounds. "Harry, hold him." He looked at her. "Do it. Don't let the heat escape from his body." Harry nodded numbly and pulled the slender boy into his arms, holding him gently. Hermione nodded approvingly. "Ron, Justin, Neville….help me tear strips of cloth to bandage his wounds. Orca, you keep the light going. We need to finish this fast." Ron, Justin and Neville complied and began tearing at the cloth. Hermione just handed her wand to Orca.

Hermione clawed at the cloth of Draco's cloak desperately with her fingers but it wouldn't tear. She angrily tore at it with her teeth and tasted something coppery. Before she could ponder much about the blood in her mouth, she was mentally assaulted by thoughts not her own.

Disgust. Admiration.

Granger, what a filthy mudblood. She's too fucking smart for her own good.

Jealousy.

Well, at least she's got brains and friends, unlike a certain someone we know.

Bitterness.

Shut up.

Anger.

"I would have thought you'd be ashamed that a girl of no wizard family beat you in every exam." snapped Mr. Malfoy.

Depression.

I'm sorry father………I can't beat him and his friends in anything or everything, Potter…who rejected my friendship, Weasel, who made fun of my name when we first met, Granger, the mudblood that knows everything. There's no use trying, all the teachers favor the dynamic trio.

Fierceness.

I'll get back my own though.

"Hermione!"

Hermione blinked. She looked blankly at Ron, who had been calling out her name.

"Come on Herm! We don't have much time."

"R-right." She stuttered and continued on with her work. //What in the world was that? //

WELL? What do you guys think? Continue? Yes or no? This was a spur of the moment thing… or rather, after reading so many Harry/Draco fics, I've been brainwashed! LoL. If there's anything you like, anything you don't like please say something. Any comments would be much appreciated since I am working on improving my creative writing skills.