Title: Project Get Together
Author: Chibi Zen-chan
Rating: PG (It WILL be R, it WILL...)
Summary: An unlikely team consisting of a Gryffindor, a Slytherin and a handful of Ravenclaws decide to embark on Project Get Together.
Disclaimer: I own certain people. You'll know who.
Zen: Woo-hoo, a review!
Draco: Yea, one single solitary review.
Harry: You do know that this person who reviewed probably feels sorry for you?
Zen: ... Hush a bit, you two. *loking hurt but trying to hide it*
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The weather the ast few days had been gret, but whomever controlled it must have had too much to drink at the ball, because the best way of describing the weather that morning would be 'hung over'. The same with the school in general. Everybody looked, acted and sounded groggy. It was Harry's conclusion that everybody had used up their energy quota for the week the previous night, and he was sure his Housemates would have agreed had they been capable of legible speech. As for Harry, his night hadn't included much by way of energy use. One dance with Jessyta - his chatty Ravenclaw date - and not much else. She was a pretty good dancer, but incredibly self-conscious about it and so didn't like to often. This fact was slightly annoying but Harry knew he'd never understand how she felt about it and so he let her be. All the same, he'd been pretty bored just sitting there watching his friends dance - Ron with Sylvia (one of Ginny's friends) and Hermione with that Ravenclaw by... Terry Something, he thought.
Sitting in the great hall and eating breakfast was the norm for Harry nowadays, but seeing as Ginny and her friends had relocated themselves in all of the seats anywhere near Ron and Hermione was nowhere to be seen - Harry gathered she was in the library with Terry - he was on his own. And he didn't like it, either. Looking around, he could see Draco talking - it rather looked like he was bragging, actually - to Pansy, Blaise, Millicent and assorted other Slytherins including a girl with dark brown, almost black, hair whom looked to be in her seventh year. He didn't know why, but watching Draco talk so openly to people he hardly knew when all Harry himself got were a few insults and a declaration - well, more a rushed statement, really - of love which he wasn't sure about got to him. Had it been a joke? Some sick prank the Slytherins had cooked up in their spare time? Despite himself, Harry found himself hoping against all hope that it was genuine. He knew he'd do something drastic if he found out the blonde boy hadn't been serious.
It was a weekend, so Harry decided to go back up to his room. Laying in bed, he thought about how strange that feeling had been when Draco had grinned at Jessyta during the ball. At the time, he'd passed it off as slightly-more-than-mild annoyance that a Slytherin - Mister Promiscuous, no less - was hitting on -his- date. But it hadn't been. It had been slightly-less-than-animalistic jealousy that Jessyta was on the receiving end of Draco's charm and he wasn't. The kind one would expect when one was a werewolf. Not a schoolboy with a crush.
'But,' said a little voice in the back of his mind, 'this isn't just a schoolboy's crush.' A pause, and Harry could have sworn he felt it grin. 'Trust me, I know.' Knowing such voices weren't normal after his little run-in with the basilisk in second year, Harry cast a silencing spell around his bed before replying.
"Of course it is. What else could it be?" he muttered.
'Love.' The voice replied shortly.
"It is -not- love." Harry was pretty annoyed now, and wanted this stupid voice to go away.
'It is too. And no I will not go away. I'm here to stay, bub.'
"But -why-? And where did you come from?"
'Your subconscious created me. Don't worry, I'm only here to point you in the right direction.' A snigger, and it went on. 'Seems this is a little more than your garden variety UST.'
"UST?" harry felt a tad bit stupid, not knowing what a UST was.
'Unresolved Sexual Tension, Harry-boy. Normally just a physical thing. occurs between enemies and rivals sometimes. But what I'm saying is that you must know by now that what you're feeling - tell me you aren't feeling anything and I -will- get mad - is -more- than just a physical thing. Sure, you want him-' Harry opened his mouth to reply, but the little voice cut him off. 'Yes you do. Anyway, yes, you want him, but not only for his body. Truth is, the very thought of taking him then forgetting about it is near heartbreaking for you. Truth is, you want him as a person. Truth is, Harry, you have, quite simply, fallen head over heels in love with that boy.' A thought struck Harry* and he lay there, speechless. The voice in his head - as crazy as it was to have such a voice in the first place - was right.
He -was- in love.
~TBC~
~~~
*Ow...
NayNymic - Sankyuu for your review. ^-^ Oh, yeah, and you'll have to wait and see on that one.
Zen: Hey, this is longer than the last one...
Draco: *looks up* No kidding...
Harry: Hey, I don't have mental voices!!
Zen: Well, you do now! *giggles* And I'm not even procrastinating this time!
Draco & Harry: *disappear somewhere while Zen isn't looking*
Zen: Wha..? HEY!! *turns to the audience* Review, pleasie? *exits stage left*
Author: Chibi Zen-chan
Rating: PG (It WILL be R, it WILL...)
Summary: An unlikely team consisting of a Gryffindor, a Slytherin and a handful of Ravenclaws decide to embark on Project Get Together.
Disclaimer: I own certain people. You'll know who.
Zen: Woo-hoo, a review!
Draco: Yea, one single solitary review.
Harry: You do know that this person who reviewed probably feels sorry for you?
Zen: ... Hush a bit, you two. *loking hurt but trying to hide it*
~~~
The weather the ast few days had been gret, but whomever controlled it must have had too much to drink at the ball, because the best way of describing the weather that morning would be 'hung over'. The same with the school in general. Everybody looked, acted and sounded groggy. It was Harry's conclusion that everybody had used up their energy quota for the week the previous night, and he was sure his Housemates would have agreed had they been capable of legible speech. As for Harry, his night hadn't included much by way of energy use. One dance with Jessyta - his chatty Ravenclaw date - and not much else. She was a pretty good dancer, but incredibly self-conscious about it and so didn't like to often. This fact was slightly annoying but Harry knew he'd never understand how she felt about it and so he let her be. All the same, he'd been pretty bored just sitting there watching his friends dance - Ron with Sylvia (one of Ginny's friends) and Hermione with that Ravenclaw by... Terry Something, he thought.
Sitting in the great hall and eating breakfast was the norm for Harry nowadays, but seeing as Ginny and her friends had relocated themselves in all of the seats anywhere near Ron and Hermione was nowhere to be seen - Harry gathered she was in the library with Terry - he was on his own. And he didn't like it, either. Looking around, he could see Draco talking - it rather looked like he was bragging, actually - to Pansy, Blaise, Millicent and assorted other Slytherins including a girl with dark brown, almost black, hair whom looked to be in her seventh year. He didn't know why, but watching Draco talk so openly to people he hardly knew when all Harry himself got were a few insults and a declaration - well, more a rushed statement, really - of love which he wasn't sure about got to him. Had it been a joke? Some sick prank the Slytherins had cooked up in their spare time? Despite himself, Harry found himself hoping against all hope that it was genuine. He knew he'd do something drastic if he found out the blonde boy hadn't been serious.
It was a weekend, so Harry decided to go back up to his room. Laying in bed, he thought about how strange that feeling had been when Draco had grinned at Jessyta during the ball. At the time, he'd passed it off as slightly-more-than-mild annoyance that a Slytherin - Mister Promiscuous, no less - was hitting on -his- date. But it hadn't been. It had been slightly-less-than-animalistic jealousy that Jessyta was on the receiving end of Draco's charm and he wasn't. The kind one would expect when one was a werewolf. Not a schoolboy with a crush.
'But,' said a little voice in the back of his mind, 'this isn't just a schoolboy's crush.' A pause, and Harry could have sworn he felt it grin. 'Trust me, I know.' Knowing such voices weren't normal after his little run-in with the basilisk in second year, Harry cast a silencing spell around his bed before replying.
"Of course it is. What else could it be?" he muttered.
'Love.' The voice replied shortly.
"It is -not- love." Harry was pretty annoyed now, and wanted this stupid voice to go away.
'It is too. And no I will not go away. I'm here to stay, bub.'
"But -why-? And where did you come from?"
'Your subconscious created me. Don't worry, I'm only here to point you in the right direction.' A snigger, and it went on. 'Seems this is a little more than your garden variety UST.'
"UST?" harry felt a tad bit stupid, not knowing what a UST was.
'Unresolved Sexual Tension, Harry-boy. Normally just a physical thing. occurs between enemies and rivals sometimes. But what I'm saying is that you must know by now that what you're feeling - tell me you aren't feeling anything and I -will- get mad - is -more- than just a physical thing. Sure, you want him-' Harry opened his mouth to reply, but the little voice cut him off. 'Yes you do. Anyway, yes, you want him, but not only for his body. Truth is, the very thought of taking him then forgetting about it is near heartbreaking for you. Truth is, you want him as a person. Truth is, Harry, you have, quite simply, fallen head over heels in love with that boy.' A thought struck Harry* and he lay there, speechless. The voice in his head - as crazy as it was to have such a voice in the first place - was right.
He -was- in love.
~TBC~
~~~
*Ow...
NayNymic - Sankyuu for your review. ^-^ Oh, yeah, and you'll have to wait and see on that one.
Zen: Hey, this is longer than the last one...
Draco: *looks up* No kidding...
Harry: Hey, I don't have mental voices!!
Zen: Well, you do now! *giggles* And I'm not even procrastinating this time!
Draco & Harry: *disappear somewhere while Zen isn't looking*
Zen: Wha..? HEY!! *turns to the audience* Review, pleasie? *exits stage left*