Disclaimer: Okay, so I'm not J.K Rowling so I don't OWN Harry Potter. If so
I would be publishing books and making movies about them, not writing
fanfics.
(A/N): I know this story is rated R and people have been asking me where the freaky intense bits are. I'm sorry cos the story is meant to be sweet with freaky bits in it. But the story just turned out all sweet and lovey dovey. I can't be stuffed changing the summary so sorries people. _
Hogwarts Sweetheart
~ Chapter Six ~
Harry was in the Great Hall waiting impatiently for Elise to arrive. He hadn't seen her since the night she backed away from his kiss and he had waited all night in the common room for her to return but she hadn't.
"Harry eat up! You need your strength for Quidditch training tonight!" Ron cried between mouthfuls of food.
"Ron that's disgusting!" shrieked Hermione clamping Ron's mouth shut. "Don't you have any table manners?"
She gave Ron a murderous glare and turned back to Harry.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Elise will be here any moment," she assured him.
"I hope so," Harry replied dully as he started poking his food with his fork.
Suddenly a high shrilly voice came up from behind him.
"Looking for your dear Elise?" cried the shrilly voice.
Harry turned around to face the not only mean but also very ugly, Pansy Parkinson.
"Oh Pansy, stick your pug face out of this!" exclaimed Ron looking at her in disgust. "I still want to eat tonight you know!"
"Fine," she said smugly. "Then I guess I just won't tell you where she is then Potty!"
Harry stood up and gave her an icy stare.
"Where is she?" he demanded.
"I happened to see Draco go making his way down to the lake," Pansy sneered. "Five minutes later Elise went as well. That was only about a minute ago. Is that enough information for you?"
Before Ron or Hermione could say anything Harry had bolted out of the Great Hall.
"What about Quidditch practise?" yelled Ron.
"Who cares?" muttered Hermione rolling her eyes. "It's Elise we're talking about here. I think he cares about her more than his 'Firebolt' or Quidditch."
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Draco was kicking sand into the lake as he waited for Elise to arrive. It was starting to get dark and the air was getting cooler. He shivered a bit and was startled when a hand touched his shoulder.
"It's me," said Elise softly.
"Okay," he said sitting down. "What are we going to do?"
She sat down next to him and sighed.
"I don't know," she whispered. "Are you still pissed about me and Harry?"
"Not any more", he said playing with her hair. "I guess I was just angry that you didn't tell me you liked him earlier."
"I'm sorry," she said meekly as tear rolled down her cheek. "I thought you'd be angry so I kept it a secret until.But then that last night you."
"It's alright," he reassured her wiping her eyes. "I'm the one who should be sorry. I really didn't mean to hurt you intentionally.
Draco cuddled her and she wept quietly in his arms. Suddenly her body went tense and she pulled away from his embrace and looked at him with worried eyes.
"Drac, did you happened to use protection?" she asked slowing.
At this moment Draco froze and his face was struck with uneasiness.
"I don't think you think about these things when drunk," he mumbled.
"Oh my Gosh!" she cried. "What if I'm pregnant?"
"You can't get pregnant that easily can you?" he asked with concern.
"Maybe you can!" bellowed an angry voice from behind.
Both Elise and Draco turned around and saw a figure walking up towards them.
"Harry?" she gasped.
"How could you Elise?" Harry asked angrily. " After everything, you go sleeping around with Mal-ferret?"
Elise was fuming and she went up to Harry and slapped him across the face. Draco was stunned since he knew she never used violence towards anyone.
"How dare you!" she exclaimed as her eyes began to get watery. "First you go insult me without finding out what's going on and then you insult my best friend! Who do you think you are?!"
All of them were quiet and Harry was baffled and lost for words.
"Elise I- " Harry started.
"Save it!" she snapped and ran back to the Castle with tears streaming down her face.
(A/N): I know this story is rated R and people have been asking me where the freaky intense bits are. I'm sorry cos the story is meant to be sweet with freaky bits in it. But the story just turned out all sweet and lovey dovey. I can't be stuffed changing the summary so sorries people. _
Hogwarts Sweetheart
~ Chapter Six ~
Harry was in the Great Hall waiting impatiently for Elise to arrive. He hadn't seen her since the night she backed away from his kiss and he had waited all night in the common room for her to return but she hadn't.
"Harry eat up! You need your strength for Quidditch training tonight!" Ron cried between mouthfuls of food.
"Ron that's disgusting!" shrieked Hermione clamping Ron's mouth shut. "Don't you have any table manners?"
She gave Ron a murderous glare and turned back to Harry.
"Don't worry, I'm sure Elise will be here any moment," she assured him.
"I hope so," Harry replied dully as he started poking his food with his fork.
Suddenly a high shrilly voice came up from behind him.
"Looking for your dear Elise?" cried the shrilly voice.
Harry turned around to face the not only mean but also very ugly, Pansy Parkinson.
"Oh Pansy, stick your pug face out of this!" exclaimed Ron looking at her in disgust. "I still want to eat tonight you know!"
"Fine," she said smugly. "Then I guess I just won't tell you where she is then Potty!"
Harry stood up and gave her an icy stare.
"Where is she?" he demanded.
"I happened to see Draco go making his way down to the lake," Pansy sneered. "Five minutes later Elise went as well. That was only about a minute ago. Is that enough information for you?"
Before Ron or Hermione could say anything Harry had bolted out of the Great Hall.
"What about Quidditch practise?" yelled Ron.
"Who cares?" muttered Hermione rolling her eyes. "It's Elise we're talking about here. I think he cares about her more than his 'Firebolt' or Quidditch."
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Draco was kicking sand into the lake as he waited for Elise to arrive. It was starting to get dark and the air was getting cooler. He shivered a bit and was startled when a hand touched his shoulder.
"It's me," said Elise softly.
"Okay," he said sitting down. "What are we going to do?"
She sat down next to him and sighed.
"I don't know," she whispered. "Are you still pissed about me and Harry?"
"Not any more", he said playing with her hair. "I guess I was just angry that you didn't tell me you liked him earlier."
"I'm sorry," she said meekly as tear rolled down her cheek. "I thought you'd be angry so I kept it a secret until.But then that last night you."
"It's alright," he reassured her wiping her eyes. "I'm the one who should be sorry. I really didn't mean to hurt you intentionally.
Draco cuddled her and she wept quietly in his arms. Suddenly her body went tense and she pulled away from his embrace and looked at him with worried eyes.
"Drac, did you happened to use protection?" she asked slowing.
At this moment Draco froze and his face was struck with uneasiness.
"I don't think you think about these things when drunk," he mumbled.
"Oh my Gosh!" she cried. "What if I'm pregnant?"
"You can't get pregnant that easily can you?" he asked with concern.
"Maybe you can!" bellowed an angry voice from behind.
Both Elise and Draco turned around and saw a figure walking up towards them.
"Harry?" she gasped.
"How could you Elise?" Harry asked angrily. " After everything, you go sleeping around with Mal-ferret?"
Elise was fuming and she went up to Harry and slapped him across the face. Draco was stunned since he knew she never used violence towards anyone.
"How dare you!" she exclaimed as her eyes began to get watery. "First you go insult me without finding out what's going on and then you insult my best friend! Who do you think you are?!"
All of them were quiet and Harry was baffled and lost for words.
"Elise I- " Harry started.
"Save it!" she snapped and ran back to the Castle with tears streaming down her face.