Chapter Six: Discovery
Harry woke in a daze. His head was spinning and he felt lost.but it was a wonderful feeling. He felt as light as he did after he first saw his parents reflections in the mirror. She was everything.he wondered if anyone had seen the light in his eyes? He had the renewed energy to show those Quidditch students everything humanly possible. He could fly himself! He was in love.for the first and only time in his life. As he flew onto the field, he immediately saw her untamed blond hair and felt his cheeks go warm. Everyone was staring in her direction. She's all mine he thought tenderly and flew up quickly. They won a mock match and Harry was quite proud. His energy seemed endless. "Good lesson today everyone" he grinned, "even you Mr. Weaver" Harry said, still holding his broom. Arnold only grinned as he saw Lydia slowly approaching. She threw her arms around Harry and kissed him right in front of everyone. All of the students made whooping noises and started to holler nearly as loud as a howler!
"Class is dismissed!" Harry said abit more loudly after Lydia pulled away. He still heard giggles as the rest of them left the Quidditch field. "That was simply brilliant," she said happily. "Watching you fly.gave me chills," she said with a warm smile as he slipped his arm around her. "Here" he said, offering her his Firebolt. "I couldn't! Its your most prized possession" Lydia said more softly. "Go for a ride, I know you want to" he said. "Oh yes!!" She said, excitingly. She eagerly pushed her foot against the ground and cried out in joy as the broom soared into the air rather quickly and she flew to her heart's content. Harry's eyes were glowing as he watched her fly happily. She had raw talent. "You should be on our team," he said after she landed. "Oh no; I fly only for my enjoyment. I cannot tolerate competitions. I only go to watch others' use their skills on their brooms. I have such a passion for flying. It makes me feel so.free" she whispered, still clinging to his broom. "I love your passions." he said softly, his shyness slowly melting away as his feelings of love grew. "Me too" he said, in response to her other statement. "I feel the same way during games. Flying makes me feel as though I fit in - like I belong - I do feel as free as the birds. Its wonderful" he said. "I understand darling" she said. "I understand more than you know."
Rumors were already flying about Potter. Malfoy was one of the last to know. "MY SISTER?" He demanded of one of the first years that were on Harry's mock Quidditch team. "I only saw what the others did.they were together and I saw them kissing" he said, and then let out a soft "yuck" as Malfoy simply tossed him aside. Damn you, Potter, I knew you would make my last semester here a living hell! I'll kill him myself! Malfoy thought viciously. He could not even fathom the idea of Potter even going near a member of his family, let alone dating one of them. It was well known that the Draco's were a dark family and even attempting to visualize one of them with a Potter made Malfoy want to hurl. Speak of the devil. He had ran right into Lydia and Harry. His teeth were clinched as he approached. "STAY AWAY FROM HER IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU POTTER!" Malfoy screamed out, as he gained everyone else's attention in the hallway. Lydia was immediately peeved. "STAY out of this you bastard," she said through her own clinched teeth. "You dare speak to your brother like this?? How can you side with this.this." Lydia gave Malfoy a twisted look, she felt her sides twitching and slowly raised her hand and concentrated harder and longer than she ever had before. A brief second later, Malfoy was flown across the room and he let out a blood curdling scream in fear. Harry's jaw nearly dropped. Lydia lowered her hand and waited for her brother to rise. He could barely move. The others were frightened by her powerful attack on someone who was supposed to be her ally. "Leave me alone and stop harassing Harry. Or I will kill you the next time" she said acidly with an unfamiliar and blunt tone that scared Harry and everyone around her. He felt a heaviness in his throat and knew that as a Draco she was very powerful.she then turned to Harry and her eyes pleaded with him. Please do not be afraid; she pleaded in her thoughts. "You ungrateful bitch" Malfoy stood up slowly. "After everything father has done for us.for you" he whispered. "Father has done nothing for us except tarnish our family name and make us look like damn fools in the wizardry world - can't you see that yet, Malfoy?" Lydia asked him. He only sneered at her. "You will never understand" Malfoy said angrily. "I already do. I know how he manipulates people. You and me - even poor Dobby" Lydia said in a more sympathetic tone. "He's only hurt and betrayed those who trusted him" she paused for a brief moment as Harry gazed at her in silent admiration. "Well, I am not going to allow myself to be pressured to do things under his power anymore. I have my own mind and own will. I am through speaking with you. I want nothing more to do with you," she said, waving her hand. "Now leave Harry and I alone" Lydia quickly took Harry's hand and led him away before Malfoy could speak out in protest. I'm not done with you yet, Harry Potter! Malfoy thought coldly. No one betrays my family.not even you, Lydia!
Harry was still amazed by Lydia's determination to stand her ground. "You are amazing," he whispered as she walked next to him down the hall, her fists still clinched in anger. She slowly raised her face towards him "what?" She asked, breathlessly. His eyes widened when he saw that bold light around her forehead again - he gasped. "Well Harry, what the hell is it?" She demanded more loudly. "That light! I've seen it before" he said. "What light?" She had asked him, growing bewildered. "The one around your form" he replied. "It was the same one I saw the other night," he said. After her anger had faded away, the light apparently seemed less bold. "I must radiate hatred!" She said more sullenly. "NO!" Harry pulled at her arm to pull her towards him. "You radiate everything but" he said, but she was not re-assured. "You saw me Harry. You saw how I looked. I felt it in my veins. I hate Malfoy and when I hate someone, my power strikes them down," she said, lowering her eyes. "Just like." she paused "Voldemort" she sighed with a whisper. "NEVER say that!" Harry said tensely. "You are NOTHING like him!" "I don't believe you." she uttered. "You don't know Harry, you cannot understand it. You are everything the opposite of what I've been taught." "You have control over your magic, you just have to want to believe in it.like you must in my feelings for you" he said softly. Her expression softened. "I want to." she said, meeting his dark green eyes. No one else had ever dared look at her the way that Harry did. "You are quite an enigma Mr. Potter" Lydia smiled sweetly. "Everything about you.is so" she was silent as he leaned forward to kiss her. "Astonishing" he inserted for her.
Harry went to visit Hagrid. "Ay, pleasure to see you today Harry" he said, offering him a seat by the fire. "Whats on your mind, lad?" he asked, still admiring how tall he had gotten. "I keep forgettin' how much you have grown into James's son" Hagrid smiled. As Harry beamed. "My, somethin' is goin' on. Care to tell ol' Hagrid?" He asked. "I would like you to meet." Harry paused, "someone who is very special to me." Hagrid looked pleased, "Bring em' in" he offered. Harry opened the door and Lydia came in very slowly. She smiled and looked radiant, as usual. "Wow; quite a beaut' Harry" Hagrid grinned playfully. "Thank you" Lydia was also beaming. "I suspect you two got somethin' to tell me," he said. Harry smiled and took her hand. "Ah, how nice. I'm pleased for ya Harry, really!" Hagrid said.
"He would not have thought I was so special had I revealed." "shh, that doesn't matter. What matters is your loyalty to Dumbledore and the others who stood against Voldemort" Harry replied, still holding onto her hand tightly as they left Hagrid's hut. "But what if I were to do something that was out of my control? To you.or so someone else? That frightens me the most." she uttered. "I stand by my promise to protect you," he said. "Oh Harry." she said softly. "You are." she flushed, "more than I ever bargained for" she laughed as he smiled. "Come Christmas break, I'll take you somewhere safer.somewhere far. And I am quite sure once I tell you where, you will adore it" he said. She bit her lip. "Where?" She said, "I have a friend who has been extraordinarily kind to me - and she lives in the muggle world, where I am originally from" Lydia's jaw dropped in excitement. "Muggles! I adore them," she sighed, "I only wished I had been born one.I would give anything to be a normal woman" "But you are special the way that you are" Harry quickly interceded. "Naturally a man in love with me would say so" Lydia blushed, playing with his untidy hair. He felt warmness in her hand that made him feel good. His eyes sparkled with compassion and love. "I still think you are a fool for having chosen me" she said softly. "Not me" he said, kissing her hand. "I want to run away now." she teased. "I want to fly away!" She pulled away somewhat and started to spin happily. He laughed tenderly. Harry sat on the ground a few moments later as Lydia was still amusing herself between classes. "Come sit, you will wear down your feet" Harry grinned. She did so, throwing off her shoes "problem solved" she grinned. "I miss Ron and Hermione" Harry said without thinking. But.he knew it was still grand having a person to confide in. "I've never met Hermione, but I've seen Ronald Weasley.I never had any real friends. No one cared - except Courtney, and. you," she said. "Neither did I. Ron was the first person who saw past this scar" Harry whispered. Lydia leaned forward to kiss the scar. "Your beautiful Harry, truly" she beamed. He blushed a dark red as she squeezed his hand. "Why don't you write them more?" She wondered. "I have.I think they have gone their separate ways" he sighed. "Very sad; when friends go." she said. She then threw herself onto the soft grass behind them. "I wish I could forget everything and just be here with you forever" she sighed longingly. "Me too." he said. "But I have been neglecting so much lately," she said softly. "Me too." he said with an uneven tone as he pulled in closer to her. He made him want to forget so easily. His breath caught as she flushed her eyelashes sweetly while taking in his touch. "To tell you the truth, my feelings are beginning to scare me" she admitted. "Me too." Harry continued to coo into her ear. She let out an aroused sigh as his lips graced her ear. "I'm a bad influence on you," she giggled. "Who said anything about influence? I thought love was the topic of discussion?" He whispered as he stoked her face gently. "Harry.I don't think you could truly love someone like me. I'm trouble," she said, half seriously half teasing. "You're my little rainbow of trouble" he joked. She laughed and kissed his cheek. "I really should go." she purred, as he continued to kiss the nape of her neck gently. "But you'd rather stay" he whispered. "Yes" she cooed back. She sighed as he touched her gently and his hand moved down her. she closed her eyes. No one had ever dared get so close to her. It felt right. Harry had never gone this far.but his heart was beating wildly and he knew; he knew he wanted more of her. She moaned alittle. "Harry, I'm scared that I might not stop you" she said. "I'm scared that I might want it," he said in an airy tone. She let out another moan of pleasure as his hands caressed her. Their mouths finally met, and Harry again felt controlled by his urgent desire for her. She let out a soft cry as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into the warmth of his long robe. As they kissed, Harry felt weaker and weaker, as though everything was being absorbed. But he.could not stop. He wanted more and more. It was like.poison. She threw herself even closer against him, kissing him hungrily. He closed his eyes and moved down to kiss the curve of her nape and then down even further, "stop.I beg you" she whispered. But his hand had already slipped into her shirt to caress her smooth back as he pulled her towards him with as much passion and urgency as before. "I can't," he whispered, moaning. Just breathe, she thought in pleasured agony as her passion was mounting even higher. He let out an aroused sigh after kissing her lower stomach. He began to pull off his robe. "Not here.not now" she said, as he kissed her all over, once he pulled her shirt up even higher so he could see her. "Oh!" She cried out, clutching her hands to the ground in defeat. She explored his bare back gently and pulled him closer. He shivered at her touch and moaned. No one had ever touched him there. He wanted to scream. She closed her eyes again as he caressed and kissed. She was beginning to forget where she was - who she was.as she merged her body and her soul with Harry's, she felt human - and even more powerful. Harry had nearly gone limp with pleasure as he felt the pressure of yearning on his heart making him want to take her right now. "Stop Harry.before we both go too far" she whispered. He nodded, but gave her another kiss before she turned away. "I have class," she whispered, re-adjusting her disheveled clothes. "Make no mistake, I will have you." she uttered, kissing his ear. "Soon" her words were thick with raw passion. After she had gone, Harry fell over and let out a heated breath. "Oh god." he uttered, his heart still beating and nearly tearing him apart. Soon, soon.he repeated the words over and over.
Harry woke in a daze. His head was spinning and he felt lost.but it was a wonderful feeling. He felt as light as he did after he first saw his parents reflections in the mirror. She was everything.he wondered if anyone had seen the light in his eyes? He had the renewed energy to show those Quidditch students everything humanly possible. He could fly himself! He was in love.for the first and only time in his life. As he flew onto the field, he immediately saw her untamed blond hair and felt his cheeks go warm. Everyone was staring in her direction. She's all mine he thought tenderly and flew up quickly. They won a mock match and Harry was quite proud. His energy seemed endless. "Good lesson today everyone" he grinned, "even you Mr. Weaver" Harry said, still holding his broom. Arnold only grinned as he saw Lydia slowly approaching. She threw her arms around Harry and kissed him right in front of everyone. All of the students made whooping noises and started to holler nearly as loud as a howler!
"Class is dismissed!" Harry said abit more loudly after Lydia pulled away. He still heard giggles as the rest of them left the Quidditch field. "That was simply brilliant," she said happily. "Watching you fly.gave me chills," she said with a warm smile as he slipped his arm around her. "Here" he said, offering her his Firebolt. "I couldn't! Its your most prized possession" Lydia said more softly. "Go for a ride, I know you want to" he said. "Oh yes!!" She said, excitingly. She eagerly pushed her foot against the ground and cried out in joy as the broom soared into the air rather quickly and she flew to her heart's content. Harry's eyes were glowing as he watched her fly happily. She had raw talent. "You should be on our team," he said after she landed. "Oh no; I fly only for my enjoyment. I cannot tolerate competitions. I only go to watch others' use their skills on their brooms. I have such a passion for flying. It makes me feel so.free" she whispered, still clinging to his broom. "I love your passions." he said softly, his shyness slowly melting away as his feelings of love grew. "Me too" he said, in response to her other statement. "I feel the same way during games. Flying makes me feel as though I fit in - like I belong - I do feel as free as the birds. Its wonderful" he said. "I understand darling" she said. "I understand more than you know."
Rumors were already flying about Potter. Malfoy was one of the last to know. "MY SISTER?" He demanded of one of the first years that were on Harry's mock Quidditch team. "I only saw what the others did.they were together and I saw them kissing" he said, and then let out a soft "yuck" as Malfoy simply tossed him aside. Damn you, Potter, I knew you would make my last semester here a living hell! I'll kill him myself! Malfoy thought viciously. He could not even fathom the idea of Potter even going near a member of his family, let alone dating one of them. It was well known that the Draco's were a dark family and even attempting to visualize one of them with a Potter made Malfoy want to hurl. Speak of the devil. He had ran right into Lydia and Harry. His teeth were clinched as he approached. "STAY AWAY FROM HER IF YOU KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR YOU POTTER!" Malfoy screamed out, as he gained everyone else's attention in the hallway. Lydia was immediately peeved. "STAY out of this you bastard," she said through her own clinched teeth. "You dare speak to your brother like this?? How can you side with this.this." Lydia gave Malfoy a twisted look, she felt her sides twitching and slowly raised her hand and concentrated harder and longer than she ever had before. A brief second later, Malfoy was flown across the room and he let out a blood curdling scream in fear. Harry's jaw nearly dropped. Lydia lowered her hand and waited for her brother to rise. He could barely move. The others were frightened by her powerful attack on someone who was supposed to be her ally. "Leave me alone and stop harassing Harry. Or I will kill you the next time" she said acidly with an unfamiliar and blunt tone that scared Harry and everyone around her. He felt a heaviness in his throat and knew that as a Draco she was very powerful.she then turned to Harry and her eyes pleaded with him. Please do not be afraid; she pleaded in her thoughts. "You ungrateful bitch" Malfoy stood up slowly. "After everything father has done for us.for you" he whispered. "Father has done nothing for us except tarnish our family name and make us look like damn fools in the wizardry world - can't you see that yet, Malfoy?" Lydia asked him. He only sneered at her. "You will never understand" Malfoy said angrily. "I already do. I know how he manipulates people. You and me - even poor Dobby" Lydia said in a more sympathetic tone. "He's only hurt and betrayed those who trusted him" she paused for a brief moment as Harry gazed at her in silent admiration. "Well, I am not going to allow myself to be pressured to do things under his power anymore. I have my own mind and own will. I am through speaking with you. I want nothing more to do with you," she said, waving her hand. "Now leave Harry and I alone" Lydia quickly took Harry's hand and led him away before Malfoy could speak out in protest. I'm not done with you yet, Harry Potter! Malfoy thought coldly. No one betrays my family.not even you, Lydia!
Harry was still amazed by Lydia's determination to stand her ground. "You are amazing," he whispered as she walked next to him down the hall, her fists still clinched in anger. She slowly raised her face towards him "what?" She asked, breathlessly. His eyes widened when he saw that bold light around her forehead again - he gasped. "Well Harry, what the hell is it?" She demanded more loudly. "That light! I've seen it before" he said. "What light?" She had asked him, growing bewildered. "The one around your form" he replied. "It was the same one I saw the other night," he said. After her anger had faded away, the light apparently seemed less bold. "I must radiate hatred!" She said more sullenly. "NO!" Harry pulled at her arm to pull her towards him. "You radiate everything but" he said, but she was not re-assured. "You saw me Harry. You saw how I looked. I felt it in my veins. I hate Malfoy and when I hate someone, my power strikes them down," she said, lowering her eyes. "Just like." she paused "Voldemort" she sighed with a whisper. "NEVER say that!" Harry said tensely. "You are NOTHING like him!" "I don't believe you." she uttered. "You don't know Harry, you cannot understand it. You are everything the opposite of what I've been taught." "You have control over your magic, you just have to want to believe in it.like you must in my feelings for you" he said softly. Her expression softened. "I want to." she said, meeting his dark green eyes. No one else had ever dared look at her the way that Harry did. "You are quite an enigma Mr. Potter" Lydia smiled sweetly. "Everything about you.is so" she was silent as he leaned forward to kiss her. "Astonishing" he inserted for her.
Harry went to visit Hagrid. "Ay, pleasure to see you today Harry" he said, offering him a seat by the fire. "Whats on your mind, lad?" he asked, still admiring how tall he had gotten. "I keep forgettin' how much you have grown into James's son" Hagrid smiled. As Harry beamed. "My, somethin' is goin' on. Care to tell ol' Hagrid?" He asked. "I would like you to meet." Harry paused, "someone who is very special to me." Hagrid looked pleased, "Bring em' in" he offered. Harry opened the door and Lydia came in very slowly. She smiled and looked radiant, as usual. "Wow; quite a beaut' Harry" Hagrid grinned playfully. "Thank you" Lydia was also beaming. "I suspect you two got somethin' to tell me," he said. Harry smiled and took her hand. "Ah, how nice. I'm pleased for ya Harry, really!" Hagrid said.
"He would not have thought I was so special had I revealed." "shh, that doesn't matter. What matters is your loyalty to Dumbledore and the others who stood against Voldemort" Harry replied, still holding onto her hand tightly as they left Hagrid's hut. "But what if I were to do something that was out of my control? To you.or so someone else? That frightens me the most." she uttered. "I stand by my promise to protect you," he said. "Oh Harry." she said softly. "You are." she flushed, "more than I ever bargained for" she laughed as he smiled. "Come Christmas break, I'll take you somewhere safer.somewhere far. And I am quite sure once I tell you where, you will adore it" he said. She bit her lip. "Where?" She said, "I have a friend who has been extraordinarily kind to me - and she lives in the muggle world, where I am originally from" Lydia's jaw dropped in excitement. "Muggles! I adore them," she sighed, "I only wished I had been born one.I would give anything to be a normal woman" "But you are special the way that you are" Harry quickly interceded. "Naturally a man in love with me would say so" Lydia blushed, playing with his untidy hair. He felt warmness in her hand that made him feel good. His eyes sparkled with compassion and love. "I still think you are a fool for having chosen me" she said softly. "Not me" he said, kissing her hand. "I want to run away now." she teased. "I want to fly away!" She pulled away somewhat and started to spin happily. He laughed tenderly. Harry sat on the ground a few moments later as Lydia was still amusing herself between classes. "Come sit, you will wear down your feet" Harry grinned. She did so, throwing off her shoes "problem solved" she grinned. "I miss Ron and Hermione" Harry said without thinking. But.he knew it was still grand having a person to confide in. "I've never met Hermione, but I've seen Ronald Weasley.I never had any real friends. No one cared - except Courtney, and. you," she said. "Neither did I. Ron was the first person who saw past this scar" Harry whispered. Lydia leaned forward to kiss the scar. "Your beautiful Harry, truly" she beamed. He blushed a dark red as she squeezed his hand. "Why don't you write them more?" She wondered. "I have.I think they have gone their separate ways" he sighed. "Very sad; when friends go." she said. She then threw herself onto the soft grass behind them. "I wish I could forget everything and just be here with you forever" she sighed longingly. "Me too." he said. "But I have been neglecting so much lately," she said softly. "Me too." he said with an uneven tone as he pulled in closer to her. He made him want to forget so easily. His breath caught as she flushed her eyelashes sweetly while taking in his touch. "To tell you the truth, my feelings are beginning to scare me" she admitted. "Me too." Harry continued to coo into her ear. She let out an aroused sigh as his lips graced her ear. "I'm a bad influence on you," she giggled. "Who said anything about influence? I thought love was the topic of discussion?" He whispered as he stoked her face gently. "Harry.I don't think you could truly love someone like me. I'm trouble," she said, half seriously half teasing. "You're my little rainbow of trouble" he joked. She laughed and kissed his cheek. "I really should go." she purred, as he continued to kiss the nape of her neck gently. "But you'd rather stay" he whispered. "Yes" she cooed back. She sighed as he touched her gently and his hand moved down her. she closed her eyes. No one had ever dared get so close to her. It felt right. Harry had never gone this far.but his heart was beating wildly and he knew; he knew he wanted more of her. She moaned alittle. "Harry, I'm scared that I might not stop you" she said. "I'm scared that I might want it," he said in an airy tone. She let out another moan of pleasure as his hands caressed her. Their mouths finally met, and Harry again felt controlled by his urgent desire for her. She let out a soft cry as he wrapped his arms around her pulling her into the warmth of his long robe. As they kissed, Harry felt weaker and weaker, as though everything was being absorbed. But he.could not stop. He wanted more and more. It was like.poison. She threw herself even closer against him, kissing him hungrily. He closed his eyes and moved down to kiss the curve of her nape and then down even further, "stop.I beg you" she whispered. But his hand had already slipped into her shirt to caress her smooth back as he pulled her towards him with as much passion and urgency as before. "I can't," he whispered, moaning. Just breathe, she thought in pleasured agony as her passion was mounting even higher. He let out an aroused sigh after kissing her lower stomach. He began to pull off his robe. "Not here.not now" she said, as he kissed her all over, once he pulled her shirt up even higher so he could see her. "Oh!" She cried out, clutching her hands to the ground in defeat. She explored his bare back gently and pulled him closer. He shivered at her touch and moaned. No one had ever touched him there. He wanted to scream. She closed her eyes again as he caressed and kissed. She was beginning to forget where she was - who she was.as she merged her body and her soul with Harry's, she felt human - and even more powerful. Harry had nearly gone limp with pleasure as he felt the pressure of yearning on his heart making him want to take her right now. "Stop Harry.before we both go too far" she whispered. He nodded, but gave her another kiss before she turned away. "I have class," she whispered, re-adjusting her disheveled clothes. "Make no mistake, I will have you." she uttered, kissing his ear. "Soon" her words were thick with raw passion. After she had gone, Harry fell over and let out a heated breath. "Oh god." he uttered, his heart still beating and nearly tearing him apart. Soon, soon.he repeated the words over and over.
