A semester went by and only four people knew of the secret friendship Harry
and Francesca held. They were Harry, Francesca, and of course Joel and
Kristina. Sometimes all four of them would stay up late just talking. Other
times it would just be Francesca and Harry, talking. Everyone thought that
stuff happened, when it didn't. And the two obviously knew it.
"Harry, Starr keeps asking me how your kiss is. I'm sick of this shit." Francesca told Harry one night. Harry took a deep breath.
"The same things are happening to me. I mean, its kind of sick how everyone thinks we are a couple. I mean some people, like the teachers, they know that we aren't. They think that we'd never, seeing as who are fathers are . . ." Francesca whispered a 'yeah' when it hit Harry.
"Francesca! I know how I can show people I'm NOTHING like my dad!" Harry stood but Francesca sat looking at him a little confused.
"Uh, how?" she asked.
"We become a couple! The students already think it and it would SHOCK the whole wizard world! We could even be in the daily what-ya-mcall it . . .that newspaper! Everyone would see how I'm not my father. Everyone knows how big of enemies are fathers are!" The plan sounded almost to good to both of them. Francesca became excited as well.
"I can also show people I'm not like daddy at all! Make a new name for myself, I hate being his shadow." It never occurred to Harry that Francesca was also in her fathers shadow. When her brother announced he was gay, Draco had given up all hope on him and moved right down to his dearest daughter who found herself suddenly pampered and loved more then ever. It was a plan. The next day they would show themselves together publicly, and show that they were more then friends. Even if it was an act, they both felt it as being real.
*
"Don't get too close Kristina! They have to look like a couple! Remember, they don't need a third wheel," Joel scolded his sister for stepping a little too close to Harry and Francesca who were walking hand in hand. The people in the halls responded just as well as they hoped, but the people in the great hall were more then they could imagine! From the moment they walked in to the moment they sat the room was silent. All eyes on them, with even stares from the teachers. Snape looked as if he had seen a ghost and looked at them surely puzzled. They both chuckled at the reaction Snape gave them. Kristina and Joel joined them a few minutes later.
"Hey you two, aren't you just the best couple ever!" Kristina said in a loud, fake cheery voice. A few people turned their heads. Joel smiled and nodded. Francesca placed Harrys arm around her waist and smiled.
"More muffin, muffin?" Francesca asked and shoved some muffin in Harrys mouth. Kristina almost gagged at this motion. But Harry didn't seem to notice. In fact, he didn't seem to notice anything. Francesca Malfoy, the prettiest girl he had ever seen, was feeding him muffin. All of it seemed a little too real. This was every 11-year-old boys fantasy. And Harry was living it, oh yes, he was living it.
*
"I think its silly. They are like the only first year couple. Only 11 and making plans to kiss on the last day in front of EVERYONE! Now really," Perry said to her sister. The common room was quite. Harry and Francesca were out being a public couple, Joel was following them to make sure nothing happened to either of them and everyone else was plain gone.
"You do?" Kristina asked looking through one of the books. There was an assignment due next week, she had already done it.
"Of course! I mean come on; they are only trying to show up their dads. It's actually sickening. I would expect this at my year, but never first years!" For the first time in a long time, Kristina was glad for Perry. Then again, she wasn't.
"SO when will I you I tell Harry have you felt?" This remark made Kristina tense up and slam her book shut. Perry didn't look up though. How could her sister know?
"What?" Kristina said to break the silence. Perry finally looked up, with a half smile on her face.
"Oh please! Like you think I didn't see you two at the party a few months ago. Ever since then, you've been in love with him." Kristina was about to say something but at that moment Harry and Francesca burst into the room. Harry had the biggest smile on his face. Kristina hoped they didn't kiss. Joel came in a minute later, as if he wasn't following them.
"That was great Potter," Francesca said shaking his hand. Harry beamed.
"You were terrific. They are putty in our hands!" Joel put his arms around them both.
"The perfect team, ah, I said it again! You guys rock!" Joel said butting in. His kissed Francesca lightly on the cheek who returned it and shook Harrys hand.
"I'm off mates!" and went upstairs. Francesca let out a long, drastic yawn.
"I'm off also! Night Harry," she said with a wink. Perry got up as well and followed Francesca. It was only Kristina and Harry. She felt like they were back at the party, when they kissed. Harry sat down next to her and looked at her.
"Something wrong?" Harry had a way of knowing when something bothered Kristina.
"No . . .well, yes. Did you, did you kiss her tonight? I'm just wondering . . ." Harry shook his head.
"I wish! All we did was hold hands, flirt, then she pushed me against the wall, leaned in and everyone was all into it. It was a very tense moment, mind you, and then she just hugged me. She hugged me for petes sake! She bloody hugged me!" Kristina fell deeper into her chair, relived a little.
"Isn't that the plan though?" she asked, trying to seem bored. Harry only shrugged.
"I wish it weren't. Soon no one will believe us unless we kiss or something." Sure enough though, Harry was wrong.
"Harry, Starr keeps asking me how your kiss is. I'm sick of this shit." Francesca told Harry one night. Harry took a deep breath.
"The same things are happening to me. I mean, its kind of sick how everyone thinks we are a couple. I mean some people, like the teachers, they know that we aren't. They think that we'd never, seeing as who are fathers are . . ." Francesca whispered a 'yeah' when it hit Harry.
"Francesca! I know how I can show people I'm NOTHING like my dad!" Harry stood but Francesca sat looking at him a little confused.
"Uh, how?" she asked.
"We become a couple! The students already think it and it would SHOCK the whole wizard world! We could even be in the daily what-ya-mcall it . . .that newspaper! Everyone would see how I'm not my father. Everyone knows how big of enemies are fathers are!" The plan sounded almost to good to both of them. Francesca became excited as well.
"I can also show people I'm not like daddy at all! Make a new name for myself, I hate being his shadow." It never occurred to Harry that Francesca was also in her fathers shadow. When her brother announced he was gay, Draco had given up all hope on him and moved right down to his dearest daughter who found herself suddenly pampered and loved more then ever. It was a plan. The next day they would show themselves together publicly, and show that they were more then friends. Even if it was an act, they both felt it as being real.
*
"Don't get too close Kristina! They have to look like a couple! Remember, they don't need a third wheel," Joel scolded his sister for stepping a little too close to Harry and Francesca who were walking hand in hand. The people in the halls responded just as well as they hoped, but the people in the great hall were more then they could imagine! From the moment they walked in to the moment they sat the room was silent. All eyes on them, with even stares from the teachers. Snape looked as if he had seen a ghost and looked at them surely puzzled. They both chuckled at the reaction Snape gave them. Kristina and Joel joined them a few minutes later.
"Hey you two, aren't you just the best couple ever!" Kristina said in a loud, fake cheery voice. A few people turned their heads. Joel smiled and nodded. Francesca placed Harrys arm around her waist and smiled.
"More muffin, muffin?" Francesca asked and shoved some muffin in Harrys mouth. Kristina almost gagged at this motion. But Harry didn't seem to notice. In fact, he didn't seem to notice anything. Francesca Malfoy, the prettiest girl he had ever seen, was feeding him muffin. All of it seemed a little too real. This was every 11-year-old boys fantasy. And Harry was living it, oh yes, he was living it.
*
"I think its silly. They are like the only first year couple. Only 11 and making plans to kiss on the last day in front of EVERYONE! Now really," Perry said to her sister. The common room was quite. Harry and Francesca were out being a public couple, Joel was following them to make sure nothing happened to either of them and everyone else was plain gone.
"You do?" Kristina asked looking through one of the books. There was an assignment due next week, she had already done it.
"Of course! I mean come on; they are only trying to show up their dads. It's actually sickening. I would expect this at my year, but never first years!" For the first time in a long time, Kristina was glad for Perry. Then again, she wasn't.
"SO when will I you I tell Harry have you felt?" This remark made Kristina tense up and slam her book shut. Perry didn't look up though. How could her sister know?
"What?" Kristina said to break the silence. Perry finally looked up, with a half smile on her face.
"Oh please! Like you think I didn't see you two at the party a few months ago. Ever since then, you've been in love with him." Kristina was about to say something but at that moment Harry and Francesca burst into the room. Harry had the biggest smile on his face. Kristina hoped they didn't kiss. Joel came in a minute later, as if he wasn't following them.
"That was great Potter," Francesca said shaking his hand. Harry beamed.
"You were terrific. They are putty in our hands!" Joel put his arms around them both.
"The perfect team, ah, I said it again! You guys rock!" Joel said butting in. His kissed Francesca lightly on the cheek who returned it and shook Harrys hand.
"I'm off mates!" and went upstairs. Francesca let out a long, drastic yawn.
"I'm off also! Night Harry," she said with a wink. Perry got up as well and followed Francesca. It was only Kristina and Harry. She felt like they were back at the party, when they kissed. Harry sat down next to her and looked at her.
"Something wrong?" Harry had a way of knowing when something bothered Kristina.
"No . . .well, yes. Did you, did you kiss her tonight? I'm just wondering . . ." Harry shook his head.
"I wish! All we did was hold hands, flirt, then she pushed me against the wall, leaned in and everyone was all into it. It was a very tense moment, mind you, and then she just hugged me. She hugged me for petes sake! She bloody hugged me!" Kristina fell deeper into her chair, relived a little.
"Isn't that the plan though?" she asked, trying to seem bored. Harry only shrugged.
"I wish it weren't. Soon no one will believe us unless we kiss or something." Sure enough though, Harry was wrong.