Disclaimer: JKR., you're free to sue me if you see here a material from
book 5. :)
A/N What d'you say now? I wrote really fast this time, didn't I? So, you know what the procedure is - I give you a chapter, you give me reviews! Enjoy!
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The Go Must Show On
Chapter 10: Secondary Events
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Draco nervously sat in his favourite leather chair near the fireplace. His eyes were fixed to it, but his mind was not working at all. He was tensely waiting for someone to arrive. The only time he'd put his eyes away from the fireplace was when he'd look at his watch.
A flash of purple light and lots of smoke meant that somebody just got in Draco's house using the Floo Powder. Somebody that Draco was eagerly expecting.
A woman figure stepped out of the fireplace and nonchalantly wiped her sleeves covered with dust. She stood in front of Draco looking like she didn't even know he was there. Draco had a strong wish to yell "Are you bloody blind or something?" but instead of that , he quietly but very clearly asked:
"How did it go?"
The girl raised her head and Draco was forced to stand the light of her cold eyes. She stared at him like she wasn't sure if she should answer at all.
"Perfectly." She gave him a short answer and continued to wipe her robes like there wasn't anything else to be said.
Draco hated the fact that he had to pull out every single word out of her mouth. He gritted his teeth and tried again.
"What did you exactly do?" Draco was curious to know, but he wanted to seem like he was cool about it. Which didn't work so well., because Frigidy knew what was boiling inside him. She simply liked to play with people's minds. And was very good at it.
"What you've asked from me to do." She said and went to the vitrine to get herself a drink.
"All right, Missy. ' Draco had it. He couldn't bare her behavior any more" If you don't tell me what happened you can say goodbye to you stupid shiny Nimbus 3000."
On the name of the broom from her dreams, Frigidy momentarily turned to Draco. It was like a magic word to her. It had more effect than putting her under Impervious curse.
"That wasn't the deal, Draco. " She lowered her lethal voice. "I do the job, you give me the broom" Frigidy whispered almost threatening, while her blue eyes sparkled deadly.
"You heard me." The ball was now at Draco's part of the terrain. He calmly looked at Frigidy's face. It wasn't so blank like it was seconds ago.
"Okay. " Frigidy said conciliatory "I pretended like I was a poor girl who got lost. He fell for it."
Draco smiled on her words "Of course he did. Weasels do that" His lips formed a smirk. He felt really good mocking his name. He hadn't done that in years so it was really good to be back on track again.
Frigidy continued "If I've done everything right, and there's no chance I haven't, he had been awaken all the night." Now it was Frigidy's time to smirk. It was easy to tell that Draco and Frigidy were relatives - they had the exact same evil smile.
"That's what I like to her." Draco happily nodded and went to get himself a drink as well. It felt even better now that he knew that Ron could fall for Frigidy.
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"Guess who!" a tall blonde girl covered Harry's eyes.
"I have no idea..." Harry sarcastically responded.
"Try it at least!" she didn't give up. It was obvious that she had enjoyed in these stupid little games.
"Um... Hermione?" Harry said the first name that came to his mind without any intentions.
The girl scowled and immediately let go of him. That wasn't the answer she wanted to hear. Lauren, maybe. Selma, or Meg, but certainly not Hermione.
"Lavender, honey, I was joking!" Harry was surprised by her sudden reaction. Looking at her gloomy face Harry remembered - Hermione was the reason he had left Lavender waiting in front of that Muggle club some time ago. Darn it! He should have known!
"You always think about her more than you think about me!" Lavender's voice was like somebody had just died.
"That's not true!" Harry tried to come close to her, but she moved away from him. He sometimes felt like she was his little girl and that he's her father. And sometimes it would be opposite.
"I don't believe you!" Lavender sighed and turned her head away. Why does this Hermione have to be in every story? Didn't Harry have any other friends besides her and Ron? If only she wasn't so beautiful...
Harry liked Lavender a lot, but he wasn't sure if he could bare her jealousy every time he'd mention Hermione's name. It was unconsciously and he couldn't deal with it. Harry suddenly felt a strong wish to see her and Ron. He didn't know what was going on with them since that night at Showtime. How could he let that happen? They saw each other after so much time and now - like nothing happened at all! But, first, he had to calm his girlfriend down.
"Is there a chance you can believe that she's my friend? That she was my best friend since forever?" Harry asked. Lavender must have read from his tone that he was slightly annoyed, so she changed her behavior right away. The smile appeared on her face. Well, I am not that stubborn... And maybe this isn't a reason to be mad at him... Oh, well.
"Yes, there is, darling." Lavender would probably agree to almost everything just as long as the most famous wizard hairdresser was in her arms. It was worth it.
A stone fell from Harry's heart. From some reason, he needed Lavender. She was like an energy machine. She brought life to his monotonous and not so interesting life. Harry simply kissed her on lips. Casually.
Lavender seemed like she already forgot why she was upset "Do you know what was the main reason I wanted you to guess who?" Lavender asked.
"No?" Harry said but it more looked like a question. He was never sure what he should answer when she'd ask questions like this one, but he liked to listen to her.
"I wanted to give you a present." She intriguingly smiled.
Harry looked at her like it was some kind of joke. "Why?" He asked . Harry had never got a present from her .
A kiss on the cheek and a happy answer "It's our anniversary, silly."
"But... we're only ... " Harry muttered without understanding.
"30 days together." Lavender finished Harry's sentence " And that is a month. We can call it our little anniversary!" She exclaimed and handed him a piece of paper.
It's not that Harry expected something big and flashy, but the piece of paper didn't seem very convincing to him. What it supposed to mean, Harry wouldn't know.
"Well, read it! Out loud!" Lavender excitedly commanded.
Harry started to read in a calm voice.
"Miss Lavender Brown,
We are pleased to inform you that you've won a 7 days trip to Greece .You can choose a period between May and August. You are also allowed to bring one person with you. The lodging and the trip expenses are paid.
Best Wishes,
The New Models Generations Company"
Harry raised his confused look to face Lavender's wide smile. She had already started to babble:
"I got it from my Modeling company! Isn't it just splendid? Only the two of us! What d'you say? What period should we reserve?" She started to blink excitedly.
Harry didn't know what to answer. He maybe was a well-known wizard hairdresser, but he had never left the island. The all competitions and such were bounded to United Kingdom. He had an invitation to go to USA once, but he didn't accept it. This was the chance to see the world outside of the British Isles but Harry wasn't sure if should accept it. After all, this was the most expensive offer he had ever got.
"And?" Lavender's nose almost touched Harry's as she leaned to see what he was going to answer.
Harry wanted to answer yes, but there was something inside him that didn't let him do that. Why he had always refused anything that people would give him? Why would he always feel so awkward when he'd get presents? Why couldn't he be like the other people - just take what they'd give him and say thank you? Why?
"Oh, come on, Harry!" Lavender was a bit disappointed. "I don't have the entire day to spend on your hesitating!"
"All right. " Harry finally responded. "We could maybe get June reserved. That month is warm but yet not too hot."
"Yay!" Lavender exclaimed like a little girl and threw herself into his arms. "And since you haven't bought me anything you have to do one thing for me!" She chuckled.
Harry was confused once again. "Okay, um, what?"
"You have to give me the nicest shortcut in your life! My hair is too long and this year short and freaky friseurs are in! Will you do that, Harry?" Lavender twittered.
Harry didn't have problems with it at all. He could use a bit practice after months of not working. The problem was that knowing Lavender she'd probably ask for some very tricky friseur and it would have to be perfect. Bah, why am I so insecure? I am not the best wizard for nothing, am I?
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A/N What d'you say now? I wrote really fast this time, didn't I? So, you know what the procedure is - I give you a chapter, you give me reviews! Enjoy!
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The Go Must Show On
Chapter 10: Secondary Events
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Draco nervously sat in his favourite leather chair near the fireplace. His eyes were fixed to it, but his mind was not working at all. He was tensely waiting for someone to arrive. The only time he'd put his eyes away from the fireplace was when he'd look at his watch.
A flash of purple light and lots of smoke meant that somebody just got in Draco's house using the Floo Powder. Somebody that Draco was eagerly expecting.
A woman figure stepped out of the fireplace and nonchalantly wiped her sleeves covered with dust. She stood in front of Draco looking like she didn't even know he was there. Draco had a strong wish to yell "Are you bloody blind or something?" but instead of that , he quietly but very clearly asked:
"How did it go?"
The girl raised her head and Draco was forced to stand the light of her cold eyes. She stared at him like she wasn't sure if she should answer at all.
"Perfectly." She gave him a short answer and continued to wipe her robes like there wasn't anything else to be said.
Draco hated the fact that he had to pull out every single word out of her mouth. He gritted his teeth and tried again.
"What did you exactly do?" Draco was curious to know, but he wanted to seem like he was cool about it. Which didn't work so well., because Frigidy knew what was boiling inside him. She simply liked to play with people's minds. And was very good at it.
"What you've asked from me to do." She said and went to the vitrine to get herself a drink.
"All right, Missy. ' Draco had it. He couldn't bare her behavior any more" If you don't tell me what happened you can say goodbye to you stupid shiny Nimbus 3000."
On the name of the broom from her dreams, Frigidy momentarily turned to Draco. It was like a magic word to her. It had more effect than putting her under Impervious curse.
"That wasn't the deal, Draco. " She lowered her lethal voice. "I do the job, you give me the broom" Frigidy whispered almost threatening, while her blue eyes sparkled deadly.
"You heard me." The ball was now at Draco's part of the terrain. He calmly looked at Frigidy's face. It wasn't so blank like it was seconds ago.
"Okay. " Frigidy said conciliatory "I pretended like I was a poor girl who got lost. He fell for it."
Draco smiled on her words "Of course he did. Weasels do that" His lips formed a smirk. He felt really good mocking his name. He hadn't done that in years so it was really good to be back on track again.
Frigidy continued "If I've done everything right, and there's no chance I haven't, he had been awaken all the night." Now it was Frigidy's time to smirk. It was easy to tell that Draco and Frigidy were relatives - they had the exact same evil smile.
"That's what I like to her." Draco happily nodded and went to get himself a drink as well. It felt even better now that he knew that Ron could fall for Frigidy.
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"Guess who!" a tall blonde girl covered Harry's eyes.
"I have no idea..." Harry sarcastically responded.
"Try it at least!" she didn't give up. It was obvious that she had enjoyed in these stupid little games.
"Um... Hermione?" Harry said the first name that came to his mind without any intentions.
The girl scowled and immediately let go of him. That wasn't the answer she wanted to hear. Lauren, maybe. Selma, or Meg, but certainly not Hermione.
"Lavender, honey, I was joking!" Harry was surprised by her sudden reaction. Looking at her gloomy face Harry remembered - Hermione was the reason he had left Lavender waiting in front of that Muggle club some time ago. Darn it! He should have known!
"You always think about her more than you think about me!" Lavender's voice was like somebody had just died.
"That's not true!" Harry tried to come close to her, but she moved away from him. He sometimes felt like she was his little girl and that he's her father. And sometimes it would be opposite.
"I don't believe you!" Lavender sighed and turned her head away. Why does this Hermione have to be in every story? Didn't Harry have any other friends besides her and Ron? If only she wasn't so beautiful...
Harry liked Lavender a lot, but he wasn't sure if he could bare her jealousy every time he'd mention Hermione's name. It was unconsciously and he couldn't deal with it. Harry suddenly felt a strong wish to see her and Ron. He didn't know what was going on with them since that night at Showtime. How could he let that happen? They saw each other after so much time and now - like nothing happened at all! But, first, he had to calm his girlfriend down.
"Is there a chance you can believe that she's my friend? That she was my best friend since forever?" Harry asked. Lavender must have read from his tone that he was slightly annoyed, so she changed her behavior right away. The smile appeared on her face. Well, I am not that stubborn... And maybe this isn't a reason to be mad at him... Oh, well.
"Yes, there is, darling." Lavender would probably agree to almost everything just as long as the most famous wizard hairdresser was in her arms. It was worth it.
A stone fell from Harry's heart. From some reason, he needed Lavender. She was like an energy machine. She brought life to his monotonous and not so interesting life. Harry simply kissed her on lips. Casually.
Lavender seemed like she already forgot why she was upset "Do you know what was the main reason I wanted you to guess who?" Lavender asked.
"No?" Harry said but it more looked like a question. He was never sure what he should answer when she'd ask questions like this one, but he liked to listen to her.
"I wanted to give you a present." She intriguingly smiled.
Harry looked at her like it was some kind of joke. "Why?" He asked . Harry had never got a present from her .
A kiss on the cheek and a happy answer "It's our anniversary, silly."
"But... we're only ... " Harry muttered without understanding.
"30 days together." Lavender finished Harry's sentence " And that is a month. We can call it our little anniversary!" She exclaimed and handed him a piece of paper.
It's not that Harry expected something big and flashy, but the piece of paper didn't seem very convincing to him. What it supposed to mean, Harry wouldn't know.
"Well, read it! Out loud!" Lavender excitedly commanded.
Harry started to read in a calm voice.
"Miss Lavender Brown,
We are pleased to inform you that you've won a 7 days trip to Greece .You can choose a period between May and August. You are also allowed to bring one person with you. The lodging and the trip expenses are paid.
Best Wishes,
The New Models Generations Company"
Harry raised his confused look to face Lavender's wide smile. She had already started to babble:
"I got it from my Modeling company! Isn't it just splendid? Only the two of us! What d'you say? What period should we reserve?" She started to blink excitedly.
Harry didn't know what to answer. He maybe was a well-known wizard hairdresser, but he had never left the island. The all competitions and such were bounded to United Kingdom. He had an invitation to go to USA once, but he didn't accept it. This was the chance to see the world outside of the British Isles but Harry wasn't sure if should accept it. After all, this was the most expensive offer he had ever got.
"And?" Lavender's nose almost touched Harry's as she leaned to see what he was going to answer.
Harry wanted to answer yes, but there was something inside him that didn't let him do that. Why he had always refused anything that people would give him? Why would he always feel so awkward when he'd get presents? Why couldn't he be like the other people - just take what they'd give him and say thank you? Why?
"Oh, come on, Harry!" Lavender was a bit disappointed. "I don't have the entire day to spend on your hesitating!"
"All right. " Harry finally responded. "We could maybe get June reserved. That month is warm but yet not too hot."
"Yay!" Lavender exclaimed like a little girl and threw herself into his arms. "And since you haven't bought me anything you have to do one thing for me!" She chuckled.
Harry was confused once again. "Okay, um, what?"
"You have to give me the nicest shortcut in your life! My hair is too long and this year short and freaky friseurs are in! Will you do that, Harry?" Lavender twittered.
Harry didn't have problems with it at all. He could use a bit practice after months of not working. The problem was that knowing Lavender she'd probably ask for some very tricky friseur and it would have to be perfect. Bah, why am I so insecure? I am not the best wizard for nothing, am I?
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