" Today class, I want to start a little topic about knowing about the future mate"
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"Well then… first off, who could tell me the first three ways to know how to find their destined mate when it comes to astronomical measures…?" Professor Trelawney asked the class.
Instantly, Draco's hand shot up quickly through the air, but not fast enough for Tom was the first to raise his hand.
Draco scowled at this, Harry just simply shrugged.
"Y-yes Mr. Sweyn" She said, gesturing the boy to stand up.
Tom stood up, answering," There are three ways to predict when, where or who is to be your destined mate… one is by the use of stargazing, each stars represents a symbol, a planet, where it is given to each person judging by the date of birth…
These stars are call constellations, named by Greek astronomers, wherein it tells the person's personality, agenda, and the person who he/she is compatible with…"
Everyone's attention was now all on Tom.
"Now, another way is to read one's palm, hand reading by means of each person's lines…
There are four actually:
Feren or the life span, Verul or the death span, Porten for the love life, and Meveres for destiny…
" Lastly is from the person's aura…" he continued, looking secretly at Harry hungrily, good thing the boy hadn't notice, " The truth is, this type of magic could only be used when the person has awakened his/her inner ability, or the inner eye if that's what you call it…" looking at Professor Trelawney, the woman nodded.
"Now, a person's aura is where you can feel his/her emotions, the person's power, and a hint of what is running through the person's mind… It is usually used on duels, but others use it from what it is today's topic…" Tom said, finally sitting down.
" I must say, Mr. Sweyn… that was quite impressive, fifteen points to Slytherin," She said, going back to her position at the front.
"Wow! For a moment there I thought you were Hermione!" Ron muttered as Tom grinned. "Naa… just found it somewhere while I was searching for my Astrology essay from our old school…" Tom muttered back.
" You know, you aught to be an astronomer…" Harry said, finally talking after eight bloody hours of blushing and staring at the beautiful scenario of the boring gray stone floor.
"Reeaally…" Tom leaned over towards Harry's desk, giving him another seductive grin, the tone from the way he said it adding.
He placed his left elbow towards his desk; his right's back palm supporting his chin.
"I…um…" That was all Harry could say, he was starting to blush again, and the stare the other boy was giving to him was creeping him out.
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Malfoy was looking at them… he was angry, he was pissed off!
That Sweyn's flirting with Harry! HIS Harry!
He knew he wasn't supposed to fall in love with the scar head, but what do they care!
He wasn't about to follow the orders from his damn father because it was for Lord Voldemort… no… he's gonna do what hew must and wanna do…
Have Harry!
But there seems to be an obstacle, and that he have to figure it out soon…
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"Hm…?" Tom said, seemingly fascinated by the way Harry's cheeks redden.
" Um… I… I think y-you shouldn't do that if I were you…" Harry managed to say.
Ron was looking at them with fascination, " Hmm… looks like Malfoy's got competition…" he thought.
Ron knew about Malfoy liking his best friend, so obvious from the way the blonde always look at the brunette with pure lust.
But he didn't know about Harry liking the blond as well.
Tom was leaning more closer, " Why no—"
THUD!
His unfinished question was answered when he heard a loud crack from the chair he was sitting on and went stumbling by the stone floor.
Malfoy was having a hard time keeping with his fit of laughter, and after a while… he burst out laughing on knees.
"Oow…" Tom murmured, rubbing his chin.
Everybody in the class was looking at him, especially Professor Trelawney.
" Mr. Sweyn, I would like to remind you that do be careful next time, those chairs have quite some time by now…" she stated, swishing her wand the same, fixing the broken leg of the tortured chair.
"You alright?" Ron asked, staring down at the boy from the stone floor.
"Yeah…" He murmured, struggling to get up and taking another seat; embarrassed for making a fool out of himself and it had to be in front of his love.
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It was a bright Saturday morning, but for Draco, it wasn't that too bright.
He was walking over towards the ground, having nothing to do and was trying to avoid a whole bunch of fangirls who were trying to seduce him back from inside the castle.
He was walking over towards the lake when he saw four people:
The Weasel, the mudblood Hermione… and of course…Harry.
Draco sighed.
Just looking within those bright emeralds already brightens his day… but his almost bright day turned stormy when he saw who was the person sitting beside the brunette… of course, Tom Sweyn.
That git.
It had already been for about three weeks since the announcement of his arrival.
Recently, he had been hanging around with the Gryffindor trio, particularly to Harry.
On the corridors, Sweyn would head towards the trio when they'd have the same class, sneakingly slithering his arms around Harry's waist when he'd got the chance.
The boy would jump by surprise, and then the other would tell that it was just a show of friendly affection, making excuses to have his arms around the blushing doll.
Malfoy had such a hard time trying to control himself from hitting his head against the wall.
At lunch, Tom would Oh-so coincidently cross towards the Gryffindor table, and check whether Harry was eating the right amount of food.
If he wasn't, he'd 'feed' the boy, as thought he was some kind of a three-years old kid who needs guidance from a parent.
Of course, Harry would protest, making Tom to oh-so accidentally spill the food from the side of his mouth.
He'd clean the smudge with his thumb, making it an excuse to oh-so accidentally caress his lips.
Harry would blush cutely, while Tom would just chuckle, obviously enjoying the situation.
That sight made Malfoy almost die with too much pressure and jealousy.
A/N: Sorry if there's so many 'Oh-so', it tells us that Tom was really doing it on purpose
Because of this, Malfoy would hear conversations for the past few days into how Harry and Tom would look good together or how cute they are as a couple.
Malfoy, being the jealous kind and was really pissed off, has send the last three students who he heard talking about it to the infirmary for setting the jelly-leg curse on them.
They'd be wobbling about the school for a few days.
He watched as Tom began to circle his arms around Harry's shoulders in a playful way.
Harry blushed as Tom laughed heartily.
The two Gryffindors were too busy having their little love talk to even notice that Tom Sweyn was trying to seduce their poor utterly best friend.
He HAS to figure out how to have Harry!
But the problem is that he can't even have a chance to approach the dazzling boy.
And Malfoy's always gets what the want!
Now is the time for drastic measures…
But who was he suppose to ask for help?
And there wasn't even a choice…
Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.
Of course, the mudblood Granger for his brainy head, that would put her into good use; and Ron Weasley for his great familiarity with the boy-who-lived, from birth to favorite.
And anyways, the Weasel would probably kill him if he saw him near or even talking to his Mudblood girlfriend without even knowing why.
There was no other choice…
"Weasley, Granger… could I talk to you for a second?"
TBC…
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Yes! Another chapter done, and another cliffhanger! ~_^
Boy, I really do like torturing the readers ^_^
Anyways, here's my reply for the thirteen reviewers of chapter three:
Baka ass slapper: Well thanks!
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Gwinny: Wow, Tom's score is more than Malfoy's, really poor draco….
Lady Phoenix Gryffindor: Well I guess it is…^_^
Queenofgondor21: Yup! Though I'm not totally eww with Tom and Harry holding hands
Serapotter: well here it is!
Myst4drgn: Wow! Your still reviewing my stories! I love you! Lol Well here's the fourth chappy! I tried to upload this as fast as I can!
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HPIceAngel: Yup! It really was an evil cliff hanger isn't it? And… NO! Voldemort will not kill me because he is in my power! Mwahahahahahah!…. well, if I let him snog Harry that is.
M-i: I feel giddy too! Well here's the chappy!
Brittany: Hold your HORSES! Sheesh! Little impatient are we? Well here it is! I really love torturing readers…
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