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as I could, but is anyone reviewed this fic anonymously, I say thanks
heaps, I hope you review again, and I am so sorry!
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The Resistance
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Two
Pansy crept into the Common Room, hoping that everyone had gone to bed.
Just as she reached the staircase and was about to go up to bed, someone cleared their throat behind her.
She jumped in shock and whirled around. "Who's there?"
"It's just me, Pansy," Draco stepped out of the shadows and took hold of her arm, leading her to a nearby couch and sitting her down.
Still slightly in shock, Pansy simply followed her blond housemate, absently taking notice of his (for once) messy hair.
"Now," Draco began, settling down beside her. "You're one of my best friends Pansy, and I worry about you."
She snorted with laughter, snapping out of her daze. "That's a first; Draconis William Malfoy is actually worried."
He glared at her. "Two things, m'dear. 1; don't call me Draconis; you know that I hate it. 2; I do worry, I just choose not to show it."
"If you say so, Draco."
"I do," he said with a roll of his eyes. "As I was trying to say, I worry when you're constantly sneaking out at night. I want to know what's going on."
Pansy shrugged and tried to sound casual. "I was just down in the kitchens, getting a quick snack."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "For three hours? Yeah right. The truth Pans, all of it."
She sighed. "All right, but you're not going to like it."
"Probably not, but at least I'll know."
"Well, do you remember when I told you I was going to try and make friends with Harry Potter?"
He frowned. "Yes, and you said he turned you down. That was a year ago, why bring it up now? Are you just trying to avoid the question like you usually do?"
"No Draco, I'm not. Harry didn't turn my offer down, we've been friends ever since. But because of the majority of members from both our houses, we thought it best for everyone if our friendship stayed a secret."
Draco blinked in astonishment. "You've been sneaking out to hang around with potter and you didn't even invite me?"
She laughed. "Tomorrow, Harry wants to see you, Vince and Greg about something important. You gonna be there?"
"You bet! So will Greg and Vince, even if I have to tickle them with salt and drag them by their tonsils!"
Pansy shook her head. "You're nearly as bad as him," she said with a smile.
"Who, Potter? Never."
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Fleur sat at home with her two sisters, glad for once that Beauxbatons started a few days later than Hogwarts. It would give her, Ashlee, Gabrielle and the others more time to plan and await Harry's reply.
If things went according to plan, she and the others would be able to leave as soon as she got Harry's letter. That way her owl would know where to find them once they had left. Unlike Hedwig, Norman wasn't all that smart.
"Are you two nearly packed?" she asked. Fleur wasn't worried that their mother might overhear, as she would merely think that she was talking about being packed for school. And considering that Fleur was supposed to start work there as assistant to the Transfiguration professor, she was supposed to be packed too.
Ashlee nodded. "Are you? We need to be ready."
Fleur smiled. "But of course. Now Ash, Gabi, could you call everyone else and make sure that they're ready to leave?"
Both girls decided who they were going to call and did so while Fleur checked over the supplies they had packed.
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Ashlee was sitting in her room, waiting for Fleur to finish her checkup of supplies, and Gabrielle to end their last phone call, to her boyfriend Nick Winters, when Norman flew in the window.
Without a reply.
"Fleur!" Ashlee cried, trying to alert her sister.
"What is it Ash?" her older sister asked, walking into the room with an armful of blankets. Norman flew at her, startling her into dropping the blankets.
Ashlee picked them up and began to fold them and pile them on her bed.
"He didn't bring a letter?" Fleur asked disappointedly.
Ashlee began to shake her head when she saw a small piece of paper lying on the floor. "Wait, I think he did."
She picked it up and read:
Dear Fleur,
Sorry that I don't have the time to reply properly. I'm meeting with a few people who might be possibilities soon.
Harry
Ps. Did you REALLY think that I would be too busy to join in? You're not getting rid of me that easily. I'll write back soon.
Ashlee passed the note silently to Fleur.
She read it and sighed. "Well, I hope he doesn't take too long. We need to leave on time."
"Fleur, why don't we send Harry a message and tell him to wait for us to write to him again before he tries to contact us?" Ashlee suggested.
Her sister smiled. "That's a brilliant idea, Ash. Could you write it? I need to go and buy a few more blankets before Mother gets home."
Ashlee nodded. "No problem."
"Great!" Fleur dashed out of the room, and a few minutes later Ashlee could hear her car leaving the house.
She sat down at her desk, pulled out a piece of parchment and searched for a quill.
"Gabi!" Ashlee yelled. "Come here!"
Her sister poked her head into the room. "What do you want, Ash?"
"Do you have a quill I could borrow? I think Fleur packed all of mine."
Gabrielle rolled her eyes. "Of course. I'll go and get it now." Her head disappeared back around the door.
A minute or so later she came back with a quill. "Who are you writing to?" she asked, handing the quill to Ashlee and sitting down on the bed.
"Fleur asked me to write to Harry and tell him not to write for a while," she answered, dipping the quill into her ink and beginning to write.
"Oh." Gabrielle stood up and left to go back to whatever it was she had been doing.
Dear Harry,
Hi, I'm Fleur's sister Ashlee. She asked me to write to you because she is quite busy preparing at the moment.
The thing is, we would like you to wait for us to write to you again before contacting us, as our owl would not be able to find us.
Thanks for helping Harry; I'm sure that it's not just the few of us who will end up appreciating it.
Ashlee
She tied the letter to Norman's leg and sent him off.
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On Saturday morning, after finally convincing Dean to change his and Seamus's hair back to normal, Harry was sitting across from Ron and next to Hermione at breakfast.
He had gotten up earlier hat be would've liked to in order to send a message to both Fleur and Pansy (the latter so that he could warn her about Seamus and Dean joining them that afternoon as well as Draco, Vince and Greg).
"Oh good, the post's here!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Are you waiting for something?" Ron asked her.
She nodded her head. "My cousin Shannon should have sent me a letter, I told her to."
Harry ignored their conversation, intending on starting breakfast. Unfortunately for him, that was made a little impossible by an owl landing on his toast.
"Hey! Norman! Watch what you're doing!" Harry took the letter from the owl and offered him his now ruined toast. Norman tucked into it rather eagerly, and Harry wondered if that hadn't been his intention.
Rolling his eyes at the owl, he opened and read the letter from Ashlee.
Hermione leaned over and tried to read it. He folded it quickly and put it in his pocket.
"Who's that from?" Ron asked, seeing his girlfriend being a snoop and deciding to join in.
"It's from Fleur." He shooed Norman off his plate and spread apricot jam on some more toast.
Before Hermione and Ron could pry any further, Hedwig flew down and ruined Harry's second attempt at eating.
He sighed. "Hello Hedwig." She hooted at him, held out her leg, and as soon as he removed the letter tied to it she started on the second serving of toast he hadn't been able to eat.
"Who's that one from?" Hermione asked.
"Cho and Oliver." He put it in his pocket, resolving to read it later.
He glanced over to the Slytherin table, catching Pansy's eye. She nodded at him, and he knew that she and the other three Slytherins would be there when he had asked.
Ron looked at his watch. "Harry, are you coming into Hogsmeade? We need to leave about now."
Harry sighed. "Yes Ron, I'm coming." They left the Hall.
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Pansy opened the short note from Harry and read:
Dear Pan,
Dean and Seamus caught me sneaking in last night, and I told them they could come next time I was meeting you. Which would be today. I figured that if they wanted they could get involved in our little resistance.
Meet you at one o'clock in the Three Broomsticks? Us Gryffindors can nick off without Ron and Hermione, saying that we're getting prank stuff or something.
See you at one,
Leo
Pansy looked up, caught Harry's eye and nodded. A few seconds later he followed Ron and Hermione out of the Great Hall.
She leaned over slightly to talk softly in Draco's ear. "We're meeting Harry, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan at one in the Three Broomsticks. Is that okay for you?"
He nodded. "Sure thing Pans. But why Dean and Seamus?"
She explained quickly. The two of them then got up to leave, collecting Vince and Greg on the way.
Six and a half pages! I'm proud of myself!
Now, the next update should be soon after Christmas, because I'm about to spend five computer-free days (*sob*) at my dad's house. So all I'll be doing is writing. I'm also writing several other stories that are posted under a different penname.
If anyone wants to read (and review) them, the penname is Silver Wolf, and the link is http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=197476
Thanks for reading this, and please LEAVE A REVIEW!.
Reviewers:
BraveSpiritGryffindor ~ Unique? You really think so? I've never seen anything like this myself, but I didn't think it was unique! Thanks!
Fair Lady Ravenclaw ~ thank you, I'm glad you like it!
Bobboman-2000 ~ Nope, not Pansy/Harry. sorry if that disappoints anyone else...
Wicker Basket ~ Don't worry, I'm continuing! I really like Fleur too, but she's a rare breed around here it seems. Yes, I'll accept anonymous reviews.
Oh, and Wicker Basket? Thanks for mentioning the reviews thing, that was what made me realize what I had (or rather hadn't) done!
The Resistance
By: The Aussie Slytherin
Chapter Two
Pansy crept into the Common Room, hoping that everyone had gone to bed.
Just as she reached the staircase and was about to go up to bed, someone cleared their throat behind her.
She jumped in shock and whirled around. "Who's there?"
"It's just me, Pansy," Draco stepped out of the shadows and took hold of her arm, leading her to a nearby couch and sitting her down.
Still slightly in shock, Pansy simply followed her blond housemate, absently taking notice of his (for once) messy hair.
"Now," Draco began, settling down beside her. "You're one of my best friends Pansy, and I worry about you."
She snorted with laughter, snapping out of her daze. "That's a first; Draconis William Malfoy is actually worried."
He glared at her. "Two things, m'dear. 1; don't call me Draconis; you know that I hate it. 2; I do worry, I just choose not to show it."
"If you say so, Draco."
"I do," he said with a roll of his eyes. "As I was trying to say, I worry when you're constantly sneaking out at night. I want to know what's going on."
Pansy shrugged and tried to sound casual. "I was just down in the kitchens, getting a quick snack."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "For three hours? Yeah right. The truth Pans, all of it."
She sighed. "All right, but you're not going to like it."
"Probably not, but at least I'll know."
"Well, do you remember when I told you I was going to try and make friends with Harry Potter?"
He frowned. "Yes, and you said he turned you down. That was a year ago, why bring it up now? Are you just trying to avoid the question like you usually do?"
"No Draco, I'm not. Harry didn't turn my offer down, we've been friends ever since. But because of the majority of members from both our houses, we thought it best for everyone if our friendship stayed a secret."
Draco blinked in astonishment. "You've been sneaking out to hang around with potter and you didn't even invite me?"
She laughed. "Tomorrow, Harry wants to see you, Vince and Greg about something important. You gonna be there?"
"You bet! So will Greg and Vince, even if I have to tickle them with salt and drag them by their tonsils!"
Pansy shook her head. "You're nearly as bad as him," she said with a smile.
"Who, Potter? Never."
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Fleur sat at home with her two sisters, glad for once that Beauxbatons started a few days later than Hogwarts. It would give her, Ashlee, Gabrielle and the others more time to plan and await Harry's reply.
If things went according to plan, she and the others would be able to leave as soon as she got Harry's letter. That way her owl would know where to find them once they had left. Unlike Hedwig, Norman wasn't all that smart.
"Are you two nearly packed?" she asked. Fleur wasn't worried that their mother might overhear, as she would merely think that she was talking about being packed for school. And considering that Fleur was supposed to start work there as assistant to the Transfiguration professor, she was supposed to be packed too.
Ashlee nodded. "Are you? We need to be ready."
Fleur smiled. "But of course. Now Ash, Gabi, could you call everyone else and make sure that they're ready to leave?"
Both girls decided who they were going to call and did so while Fleur checked over the supplies they had packed.
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Ashlee was sitting in her room, waiting for Fleur to finish her checkup of supplies, and Gabrielle to end their last phone call, to her boyfriend Nick Winters, when Norman flew in the window.
Without a reply.
"Fleur!" Ashlee cried, trying to alert her sister.
"What is it Ash?" her older sister asked, walking into the room with an armful of blankets. Norman flew at her, startling her into dropping the blankets.
Ashlee picked them up and began to fold them and pile them on her bed.
"He didn't bring a letter?" Fleur asked disappointedly.
Ashlee began to shake her head when she saw a small piece of paper lying on the floor. "Wait, I think he did."
She picked it up and read:
Dear Fleur,
Sorry that I don't have the time to reply properly. I'm meeting with a few people who might be possibilities soon.
Harry
Ps. Did you REALLY think that I would be too busy to join in? You're not getting rid of me that easily. I'll write back soon.
Ashlee passed the note silently to Fleur.
She read it and sighed. "Well, I hope he doesn't take too long. We need to leave on time."
"Fleur, why don't we send Harry a message and tell him to wait for us to write to him again before he tries to contact us?" Ashlee suggested.
Her sister smiled. "That's a brilliant idea, Ash. Could you write it? I need to go and buy a few more blankets before Mother gets home."
Ashlee nodded. "No problem."
"Great!" Fleur dashed out of the room, and a few minutes later Ashlee could hear her car leaving the house.
She sat down at her desk, pulled out a piece of parchment and searched for a quill.
"Gabi!" Ashlee yelled. "Come here!"
Her sister poked her head into the room. "What do you want, Ash?"
"Do you have a quill I could borrow? I think Fleur packed all of mine."
Gabrielle rolled her eyes. "Of course. I'll go and get it now." Her head disappeared back around the door.
A minute or so later she came back with a quill. "Who are you writing to?" she asked, handing the quill to Ashlee and sitting down on the bed.
"Fleur asked me to write to Harry and tell him not to write for a while," she answered, dipping the quill into her ink and beginning to write.
"Oh." Gabrielle stood up and left to go back to whatever it was she had been doing.
Dear Harry,
Hi, I'm Fleur's sister Ashlee. She asked me to write to you because she is quite busy preparing at the moment.
The thing is, we would like you to wait for us to write to you again before contacting us, as our owl would not be able to find us.
Thanks for helping Harry; I'm sure that it's not just the few of us who will end up appreciating it.
Ashlee
She tied the letter to Norman's leg and sent him off.
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On Saturday morning, after finally convincing Dean to change his and Seamus's hair back to normal, Harry was sitting across from Ron and next to Hermione at breakfast.
He had gotten up earlier hat be would've liked to in order to send a message to both Fleur and Pansy (the latter so that he could warn her about Seamus and Dean joining them that afternoon as well as Draco, Vince and Greg).
"Oh good, the post's here!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Are you waiting for something?" Ron asked her.
She nodded her head. "My cousin Shannon should have sent me a letter, I told her to."
Harry ignored their conversation, intending on starting breakfast. Unfortunately for him, that was made a little impossible by an owl landing on his toast.
"Hey! Norman! Watch what you're doing!" Harry took the letter from the owl and offered him his now ruined toast. Norman tucked into it rather eagerly, and Harry wondered if that hadn't been his intention.
Rolling his eyes at the owl, he opened and read the letter from Ashlee.
Hermione leaned over and tried to read it. He folded it quickly and put it in his pocket.
"Who's that from?" Ron asked, seeing his girlfriend being a snoop and deciding to join in.
"It's from Fleur." He shooed Norman off his plate and spread apricot jam on some more toast.
Before Hermione and Ron could pry any further, Hedwig flew down and ruined Harry's second attempt at eating.
He sighed. "Hello Hedwig." She hooted at him, held out her leg, and as soon as he removed the letter tied to it she started on the second serving of toast he hadn't been able to eat.
"Who's that one from?" Hermione asked.
"Cho and Oliver." He put it in his pocket, resolving to read it later.
He glanced over to the Slytherin table, catching Pansy's eye. She nodded at him, and he knew that she and the other three Slytherins would be there when he had asked.
Ron looked at his watch. "Harry, are you coming into Hogsmeade? We need to leave about now."
Harry sighed. "Yes Ron, I'm coming." They left the Hall.
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Pansy opened the short note from Harry and read:
Dear Pan,
Dean and Seamus caught me sneaking in last night, and I told them they could come next time I was meeting you. Which would be today. I figured that if they wanted they could get involved in our little resistance.
Meet you at one o'clock in the Three Broomsticks? Us Gryffindors can nick off without Ron and Hermione, saying that we're getting prank stuff or something.
See you at one,
Leo
Pansy looked up, caught Harry's eye and nodded. A few seconds later he followed Ron and Hermione out of the Great Hall.
She leaned over slightly to talk softly in Draco's ear. "We're meeting Harry, Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan at one in the Three Broomsticks. Is that okay for you?"
He nodded. "Sure thing Pans. But why Dean and Seamus?"
She explained quickly. The two of them then got up to leave, collecting Vince and Greg on the way.
Six and a half pages! I'm proud of myself!
Now, the next update should be soon after Christmas, because I'm about to spend five computer-free days (*sob*) at my dad's house. So all I'll be doing is writing. I'm also writing several other stories that are posted under a different penname.
If anyone wants to read (and review) them, the penname is Silver Wolf, and the link is http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=197476
Thanks for reading this, and please LEAVE A REVIEW!.
