A/N: Sorry for the wait. Totally forgot. We'll have some action to make up for it.
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Part Four, "Repercussions."
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Harry was barely talking to Hermione. He was so ashamed tha his porridge stuck in his mouth like warm, lumpy glue. The idea of sending ipoetry/i to Draco Malfoy!
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"Come on, Harry, it's not as bad as you think," Hermione pleaded.
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"You sent poetry to Malfoy for me!" Harry hissed. "Worse still, it was Nick Carter!"
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"Who?" Ron asked from Harry's other side. "Nick who?"
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"Carter," Hermione answered. "He used to be in the Backstreet Boys, but he went solo."
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"The who-what?"
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"The gayest boy group - male singers - on the planet. Nick Carter was the worst of them all." He glared when Hermione squeaked in protest.
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Ron grinned. "Then it suited our cause," he announced. "Malfoy's gay, and you're supposedly ipretending/i to be gay."
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"What do you mean, pretending?" Harry asked, too calmly. "Are you implying that iI'm/i gay?"
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Ron looked uncomfortable. "Look, mate, it's just, well - you did kiss Malfoy."
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"I was under a spell, you wanker!" Harry shouted. Ron looked shocked, and Parvati and Lavender looked up keenly.
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"Spell?" Parvati asked.
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"Wanker?" Lavender wanted to know.
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"Oh, for God's sake!" Harry snapped, standing up and leaving the Hall.
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"Oh," Hermione said. "Ron, did I tell you I found the antidote?"
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"No," Ron said. "But you probably should have told Harry." He watched him stlak out of the room.
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Draco watched Potter go. A mere half glance in his direction had him on the edge of his seat. To follow or not to follow?
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i//Pros. for following: POTTER! Cons. for following: fear of scandal. Slytherins may discover my - interest.
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Pros. for staying: definite avoidance of scandal. Cons. for staying: Lack of oppurtunity to... talk to Potter.///i
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Well? his mind asked him. Go or stay?
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Stay, his said firmly as he left his seat and crossed the Hall after Potter.
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Someone was watching him. Harry was used to the eyes on his back - when they were admiring or malicious. These were -
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They were hungry. Harry sup aorund and nearly cam nose to nose with Draco Malfoy. Harry nearly screamed out loud. iThink spell, think spell, THINK SPELL!/i
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He managed a bit of a grin. "Draco," he said, trying not to show how his hands were shaking. Draco saw, however, and misinterpreted it.
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"Let's go for a walk, shall we?" he asked. "Why look. It's a very familiar suit of armour."
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Harry blushed. "Draco," he said. "I - I, well, this is, you know, too public." //Oh, my God, did I just say that? Kill me somebody, please.//
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"Oh, well, you know," Draco said with a smirk, "come this way." He backed Harry up against a wall on the way to the kitchens.
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Harry was looking at Draco when somehting strange happened; like a flash across his vision, and he was looking at Draco in a different light. Not a guy, but an attractive, even gorgeous, potential.
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His lips met Draco's. It was odd, kissing him of his own free will, but wierdly nice. He drew back and grinned at Draco, then kissed him again.
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"HARRY! NO, DON'T!"
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A/N: Feedback? Please?
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Part Four, "Repercussions."
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Harry was barely talking to Hermione. He was so ashamed tha his porridge stuck in his mouth like warm, lumpy glue. The idea of sending ipoetry/i to Draco Malfoy!
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"Come on, Harry, it's not as bad as you think," Hermione pleaded.
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"You sent poetry to Malfoy for me!" Harry hissed. "Worse still, it was Nick Carter!"
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"Who?" Ron asked from Harry's other side. "Nick who?"
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"Carter," Hermione answered. "He used to be in the Backstreet Boys, but he went solo."
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"The who-what?"
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"The gayest boy group - male singers - on the planet. Nick Carter was the worst of them all." He glared when Hermione squeaked in protest.
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Ron grinned. "Then it suited our cause," he announced. "Malfoy's gay, and you're supposedly ipretending/i to be gay."
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"What do you mean, pretending?" Harry asked, too calmly. "Are you implying that iI'm/i gay?"
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Ron looked uncomfortable. "Look, mate, it's just, well - you did kiss Malfoy."
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"I was under a spell, you wanker!" Harry shouted. Ron looked shocked, and Parvati and Lavender looked up keenly.
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"Spell?" Parvati asked.
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"Wanker?" Lavender wanted to know.
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"Oh, for God's sake!" Harry snapped, standing up and leaving the Hall.
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"Oh," Hermione said. "Ron, did I tell you I found the antidote?"
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"No," Ron said. "But you probably should have told Harry." He watched him stlak out of the room.
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Draco watched Potter go. A mere half glance in his direction had him on the edge of his seat. To follow or not to follow?
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i//Pros. for following: POTTER! Cons. for following: fear of scandal. Slytherins may discover my - interest.
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Pros. for staying: definite avoidance of scandal. Cons. for staying: Lack of oppurtunity to... talk to Potter.///i
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Well? his mind asked him. Go or stay?
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Stay, his said firmly as he left his seat and crossed the Hall after Potter.
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Someone was watching him. Harry was used to the eyes on his back - when they were admiring or malicious. These were -
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They were hungry. Harry sup aorund and nearly cam nose to nose with Draco Malfoy. Harry nearly screamed out loud. iThink spell, think spell, THINK SPELL!/i
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He managed a bit of a grin. "Draco," he said, trying not to show how his hands were shaking. Draco saw, however, and misinterpreted it.
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"Let's go for a walk, shall we?" he asked. "Why look. It's a very familiar suit of armour."
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Harry blushed. "Draco," he said. "I - I, well, this is, you know, too public." //Oh, my God, did I just say that? Kill me somebody, please.//
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"Oh, well, you know," Draco said with a smirk, "come this way." He backed Harry up against a wall on the way to the kitchens.
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Harry was looking at Draco when somehting strange happened; like a flash across his vision, and he was looking at Draco in a different light. Not a guy, but an attractive, even gorgeous, potential.
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His lips met Draco's. It was odd, kissing him of his own free will, but wierdly nice. He drew back and grinned at Draco, then kissed him again.
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"HARRY! NO, DON'T!"
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A/N: Feedback? Please?