A/N: And yes I'M BACK! And I finished writing this chapter in time. For all
those who gave me you're email, since the links on my computer wont work, I
had to have a friend of mine email you guys about the update. So plenty of
thanks to Eve! School is starting soon, which means I'll be writing in-
between classes once more, and updating them on time. Since it's summer.........I
have to admit, I'm sort of slacking off. Hehe.........but, I'm still writing and
updating. I had a bit trouble with Draco's poem, but after putting LOTS of
thought into it, I managed to write one (So I hope you guys will like it,
it did take me a long time to think of).
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For the past few days, Harry has not received a single letter from Draco. He knew Draco was okay, but Harry couldn't help thinking something is wrong. Maybe Draco forgot about him.........
It was a week later that Harry finally heard from Draco. He was in the middle of Transfiguration (school started and lessons were back on again), when a bat flew into the classroom. The students had no idea how a bat could get into the castle, and expected Professor McGonagall to transfigure it into a piece of rock, and toss it out the window; instead she just smiled. The bat dropped a letter on Harry's head and flew away huffily. Harry was very curious in what the letter contained, but decided to read the letter after class, for many eyes were peering at him curiously. The bell rang a few moments later, and Harry rushed out of the classroom, ignoring Hermione and Ron's calls for him to wait up. As soon as he noticed Draco's tidy handwriting, he started reading it at once.
Dear Harry,
How are you? I hate it here, especially since I'm not with you right now. It's really busy here at the Manor, since a lot of Death Eaters have been apparating in and out all week. Most of them came here to use the owlery, so I couldn't risk heading up there. Thankfully I had Severus, whom I had him send my letter to you.
You have no idea how much I am missing you right now. I wrote you a short poem. This is my first time being "poetic" so spare me.
I see you in my dreams
Forever in my heart
I knew I loved you
From the very start
No matter where I am
No matter where I'll go
Nothing will tear us apart
Or how much I love you so
A few miles separating us
What else can I do?
But dream about you're embrace
Dreaming about you
That's the last time I'm ever writing a poem by the way. (But I might write one in the future.........). You can reply my letter but after this, I'm not so sure. The manor is getting busier each week. I guess I have nothing to say except that I love and miss you!
Love,
Draco
P.S I heard some Death Eaters mention you're name, so be on the look out for anything suspicious. Be very careful.
Harry smiled as he re-read the poem Draco wrote for him. It was the first time in 7 days had Harry felt happy. He knew Draco would want him to continue life normally, but that was just not possible without Draco by his side. Harry couldn't help but feel somehow disappointed each time he enters the Great Hall for meals, and not see Draco at the Slytherin table. Potion sucked even more now that Harry couldn't partner up with him. The only thing he was able to do when he wasn't thinking about Draco was nothing.
Hermione and Ron hurried up to Harry after searching many deserted hallways.
"Harry why did you run off like that?" Hermione asked.
Harry held up the letter Draco sent, eyes almost glowing.
"The bat gave you a piece of parchment?" Ron said confused.
"Draco sent me a letter!" Harry said happily.
"That's wonderful," Hermione said. "What did he say?"
Harry felt it was kind of weird sharing Draco's letter with Hermione and Ron.
"Just some stuff. He also wrote me a poem," Harry said smiling like the setting sun.
"That's sweet of him," Hermione turned to Ron, eyeing him darkly. "How come YOU don't write me poems?"
"Fine here's one. Oh Hermione I love you, I know you love me too. Snape's a bastardly fag, so lets go to his office and shag," Ron recited.
"What kind of poem is that?" Hermione said disappointed. "It doesn't even make sense."
"It's a cool poem, you just don't understand my talent."
Hermione swatted Ron playfully on the arm; Harry paid no attention to them. He must reply Draco's letter at once; he doesn't want Draco thinking he isn't missing him.
"I'm going to write him a letter," Harry said.
"All right mate," Ron said. "Tell him I can't wait until he comes back!"
"Don't be sarcastic Ron."
"I'm not!"
"Harry," Hermione said turning to her friend. "We've got the training program at 6 in the morning tomorrow. Make sure you remember. Ron will probably forget and miss it."
"6 in the morning! So early! It wouldn't be a real wonder why I would still be sleeping at that time," Ron said.
Harry forced a chuckle and dismissed himself so he could reply Draco's letter in peace. It's been hard to find a quiet corner now that winter break was over. He decided to head towards the library, the only quiet room there was at Hogwarts. Only a few people were scanning the shelves for books they needed, others were outside enjoying the frosty crisp air of January. Sitting at the very back of the library, Harry got out a parchment and quill. A couple of 1st years rushed passed his table, quickly taking a glance at him. The night where Harry had let out the incident about the kiss somehow had travelled around the school. Sooner or later, it'll be all over the Daily Prophet. Harry was about to dip his quill into his inkbottle when Ginny came barging into the library, bag swinging from her shoulder. She looked around the library, spotted Harry and hurried over.
"Harry!" Ginny called out loud, earning herself a stern look from Madam Pince for not whispering. "Harry!"
Madam Pince put down the duster and set it on a desk, and walked towards Ginny. Ginny meanwhile put a hand on her stomach and panted.
"Cramp," Ginny said in a rather high voice.
Harry looked at her curiously, and then retreated when he noticed the librarian standing behind Ginny with her hands on her hips.
"Where's Seamus?" Ginny snarled.
"Uh the common room?"
"Checked it already."
"Outside?"
"Checked."
"I don't know then, he's probably somewhere off with Dean," Harry shrugged. "Why are you asking?"
"I have to ask him something," Ginny blushed.
"About what?"
"School.........stuff."
"You can ask me."
Ginny tried to talk but all that came out was, "bleh". Harry raised an eyebrow getting impatient, wanting to reply Draco's letter. Speaking of Draco, he wondered what he was doing right now, and whether he was thinking about him too.
Ginny noticed Harry's eyes glaze over, and gave him a hard poke on the shoulder. That snapped Harry back. He seemed to be paying a lot of visits in Draco LaLa land lately.
"Well promise not to get mad at me?" Ginny said.
"I promise."
"Seamus was going to tell me the truth on you know," Ginny said, her voice getting quieter.
Hearing this, Madam Pince walked away approving Ginny's quiet whisper.
"Tell you what?" Harry asked, not liking this subject at all.
"Whether you're...you prefer guys over girls."
Harry blushed, "You're asking whether I'm gay or not?"
Ginny nodded and waited for his answer.
"Well uh.........yeah."
"I knew it!" Ginny half shouted.
Madam Pince strolled over again and tapped her on the shoulder. Ginny smiled cheekily at Harry and whispered "sorry" to Madam Pince.
"What do you mean you knew?" Harry questioned once Madam Pince walked away, feeling quite taken back.
"You just.........didn't seem to be interested in girls."
"I was! I mean yeah, I was interested."
"In who?" Ginny asked interested.
"Time to leave for the next class," Harry said suddenly standing up.
He gathered up his belongings and hurried out of the library, leaving Ginny speechless, and wondering whom Harry had liked before.
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After finding a quiet hallway, Harry sat down and wrote Draco a 2-paged letter. Most of what he wrote was telling him how much he missed him. Not noticing he missed at least 2 classes, Harry finished the letter off by signing his name before he decided to return to his dorm. Hermione did her lecturing once he reached the common room. Thankfully Ron dragged Harry away during half of her little speech about missing classes.
"Thanks mate," Harry said in relief, as he changed into his pyjamas.
"No problem. She's going to become a very naggy mother in the future," Ron sniggered and climbed into bed.
Harry chuckled imagining Hermione chasing 2 red headed kids, who were dragging Crookshanks around a room by his tail.
"Ron?" Harry said after a moment of silence.
"Mmph?" Ron tried answering drowsily. "Quickly ask. I'm dead tired. Ever since you mentioned that Malfoy wrote you a poem, Hermione have been telling me how I should be more like him, and write a damn poem for her as well."
Harry smiled, "What are you planning to do after graduating?"
There was a short pause as Ron did some quick thinking.
"Well I'm hoping to be able to move out of the Burrow, and find a small house in London or something-"
"With Hermione?"
Harry could have sworn he noticed Ron blush in the dark, and nodded.
"Yeah, to tell you the truth, I can't imagine myself move in with a girl other then Hermione."
"Awww," Harry gushed a little too sarcastically.
"Shut up, I'm serious. I'm thinking ahead of time now; I want to propose to her at the Graduation Dance."
"What Graduation Dance?" Harry wondered out loud.
"Just a dance for 7th years, and yes, you have to bring a date. Well, you don't have to; it'll just be more fun that way. You eat dinner at Hogsmeade, and return back to the castle for the award ceremony and dance," Ron explained.
"I'll take it that Bill and Charlie told you."
"Yeah, Percy didn't tell me anything. Y-you know what happened."
Harry turned so he was lying on his back, staring at the canopy of his bed. Will he be able to attend the Graduation Dance with Draco next year? Of course! Draco is going to be away for a little while.........right? Sighing, he was about to tell Ron what he wanted to do after his education is completed, but by the sound of Ron's snores, he had fell asleep already. Lying awake in the dark, Harry noticed it was almost midnight. Still needing to send Draco's letter, he got out of bed, found his Invisibility Cloak and slipped it on, deciding to head to the owlery.
Hedwig was perched on the windowsill with a dead mouse dangling from her claws. She hooted happily at Harry once he emerged into the cold room. He walked over to Hedwig and stroked her head. Hedwig shuffled so she could quickly eat her dinner. Harry waited patiently until Hedwig finished, before tying the letter to her outstretched leg.
"Bring this to Draco," Harry said softly, stroking her once more.
Hedwig hooted reassuringly, noticing the sadness in her owner's eyes. Ruffling her feathers, she took off into the night. There was no point in staying in the owlery waiting for Draco's reply; it'll probably take another week of waiting. Giving the owlery one last glance, he returned to his dormitory.
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Neither Draco nor Harry could sleep that night. Harry had Draco on his mind, Draco only. Draco on the other hand, had more on his mind. What he found out tonight was not good news at all. Something he knew that would come up, but he wasn't expecting it to be all planned out already.........
A/N: Aha! Left you guys with a.........sort of a cliffhanger. Sorry x__X had to be done. Haven't started on the next chapter yet, I have to clean off my desk (it's buried beneath my clothes since I dumped my clothes on my desk once I came back from the tour). Mmmhmm, now, remember to review! I know I'm evil =] Which is why.........never mind, yes I'm evil.
For the past few days, Harry has not received a single letter from Draco. He knew Draco was okay, but Harry couldn't help thinking something is wrong. Maybe Draco forgot about him.........
It was a week later that Harry finally heard from Draco. He was in the middle of Transfiguration (school started and lessons were back on again), when a bat flew into the classroom. The students had no idea how a bat could get into the castle, and expected Professor McGonagall to transfigure it into a piece of rock, and toss it out the window; instead she just smiled. The bat dropped a letter on Harry's head and flew away huffily. Harry was very curious in what the letter contained, but decided to read the letter after class, for many eyes were peering at him curiously. The bell rang a few moments later, and Harry rushed out of the classroom, ignoring Hermione and Ron's calls for him to wait up. As soon as he noticed Draco's tidy handwriting, he started reading it at once.
Dear Harry,
How are you? I hate it here, especially since I'm not with you right now. It's really busy here at the Manor, since a lot of Death Eaters have been apparating in and out all week. Most of them came here to use the owlery, so I couldn't risk heading up there. Thankfully I had Severus, whom I had him send my letter to you.
You have no idea how much I am missing you right now. I wrote you a short poem. This is my first time being "poetic" so spare me.
I see you in my dreams
Forever in my heart
I knew I loved you
From the very start
No matter where I am
No matter where I'll go
Nothing will tear us apart
Or how much I love you so
A few miles separating us
What else can I do?
But dream about you're embrace
Dreaming about you
That's the last time I'm ever writing a poem by the way. (But I might write one in the future.........). You can reply my letter but after this, I'm not so sure. The manor is getting busier each week. I guess I have nothing to say except that I love and miss you!
Love,
Draco
P.S I heard some Death Eaters mention you're name, so be on the look out for anything suspicious. Be very careful.
Harry smiled as he re-read the poem Draco wrote for him. It was the first time in 7 days had Harry felt happy. He knew Draco would want him to continue life normally, but that was just not possible without Draco by his side. Harry couldn't help but feel somehow disappointed each time he enters the Great Hall for meals, and not see Draco at the Slytherin table. Potion sucked even more now that Harry couldn't partner up with him. The only thing he was able to do when he wasn't thinking about Draco was nothing.
Hermione and Ron hurried up to Harry after searching many deserted hallways.
"Harry why did you run off like that?" Hermione asked.
Harry held up the letter Draco sent, eyes almost glowing.
"The bat gave you a piece of parchment?" Ron said confused.
"Draco sent me a letter!" Harry said happily.
"That's wonderful," Hermione said. "What did he say?"
Harry felt it was kind of weird sharing Draco's letter with Hermione and Ron.
"Just some stuff. He also wrote me a poem," Harry said smiling like the setting sun.
"That's sweet of him," Hermione turned to Ron, eyeing him darkly. "How come YOU don't write me poems?"
"Fine here's one. Oh Hermione I love you, I know you love me too. Snape's a bastardly fag, so lets go to his office and shag," Ron recited.
"What kind of poem is that?" Hermione said disappointed. "It doesn't even make sense."
"It's a cool poem, you just don't understand my talent."
Hermione swatted Ron playfully on the arm; Harry paid no attention to them. He must reply Draco's letter at once; he doesn't want Draco thinking he isn't missing him.
"I'm going to write him a letter," Harry said.
"All right mate," Ron said. "Tell him I can't wait until he comes back!"
"Don't be sarcastic Ron."
"I'm not!"
"Harry," Hermione said turning to her friend. "We've got the training program at 6 in the morning tomorrow. Make sure you remember. Ron will probably forget and miss it."
"6 in the morning! So early! It wouldn't be a real wonder why I would still be sleeping at that time," Ron said.
Harry forced a chuckle and dismissed himself so he could reply Draco's letter in peace. It's been hard to find a quiet corner now that winter break was over. He decided to head towards the library, the only quiet room there was at Hogwarts. Only a few people were scanning the shelves for books they needed, others were outside enjoying the frosty crisp air of January. Sitting at the very back of the library, Harry got out a parchment and quill. A couple of 1st years rushed passed his table, quickly taking a glance at him. The night where Harry had let out the incident about the kiss somehow had travelled around the school. Sooner or later, it'll be all over the Daily Prophet. Harry was about to dip his quill into his inkbottle when Ginny came barging into the library, bag swinging from her shoulder. She looked around the library, spotted Harry and hurried over.
"Harry!" Ginny called out loud, earning herself a stern look from Madam Pince for not whispering. "Harry!"
Madam Pince put down the duster and set it on a desk, and walked towards Ginny. Ginny meanwhile put a hand on her stomach and panted.
"Cramp," Ginny said in a rather high voice.
Harry looked at her curiously, and then retreated when he noticed the librarian standing behind Ginny with her hands on her hips.
"Where's Seamus?" Ginny snarled.
"Uh the common room?"
"Checked it already."
"Outside?"
"Checked."
"I don't know then, he's probably somewhere off with Dean," Harry shrugged. "Why are you asking?"
"I have to ask him something," Ginny blushed.
"About what?"
"School.........stuff."
"You can ask me."
Ginny tried to talk but all that came out was, "bleh". Harry raised an eyebrow getting impatient, wanting to reply Draco's letter. Speaking of Draco, he wondered what he was doing right now, and whether he was thinking about him too.
Ginny noticed Harry's eyes glaze over, and gave him a hard poke on the shoulder. That snapped Harry back. He seemed to be paying a lot of visits in Draco LaLa land lately.
"Well promise not to get mad at me?" Ginny said.
"I promise."
"Seamus was going to tell me the truth on you know," Ginny said, her voice getting quieter.
Hearing this, Madam Pince walked away approving Ginny's quiet whisper.
"Tell you what?" Harry asked, not liking this subject at all.
"Whether you're...you prefer guys over girls."
Harry blushed, "You're asking whether I'm gay or not?"
Ginny nodded and waited for his answer.
"Well uh.........yeah."
"I knew it!" Ginny half shouted.
Madam Pince strolled over again and tapped her on the shoulder. Ginny smiled cheekily at Harry and whispered "sorry" to Madam Pince.
"What do you mean you knew?" Harry questioned once Madam Pince walked away, feeling quite taken back.
"You just.........didn't seem to be interested in girls."
"I was! I mean yeah, I was interested."
"In who?" Ginny asked interested.
"Time to leave for the next class," Harry said suddenly standing up.
He gathered up his belongings and hurried out of the library, leaving Ginny speechless, and wondering whom Harry had liked before.
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After finding a quiet hallway, Harry sat down and wrote Draco a 2-paged letter. Most of what he wrote was telling him how much he missed him. Not noticing he missed at least 2 classes, Harry finished the letter off by signing his name before he decided to return to his dorm. Hermione did her lecturing once he reached the common room. Thankfully Ron dragged Harry away during half of her little speech about missing classes.
"Thanks mate," Harry said in relief, as he changed into his pyjamas.
"No problem. She's going to become a very naggy mother in the future," Ron sniggered and climbed into bed.
Harry chuckled imagining Hermione chasing 2 red headed kids, who were dragging Crookshanks around a room by his tail.
"Ron?" Harry said after a moment of silence.
"Mmph?" Ron tried answering drowsily. "Quickly ask. I'm dead tired. Ever since you mentioned that Malfoy wrote you a poem, Hermione have been telling me how I should be more like him, and write a damn poem for her as well."
Harry smiled, "What are you planning to do after graduating?"
There was a short pause as Ron did some quick thinking.
"Well I'm hoping to be able to move out of the Burrow, and find a small house in London or something-"
"With Hermione?"
Harry could have sworn he noticed Ron blush in the dark, and nodded.
"Yeah, to tell you the truth, I can't imagine myself move in with a girl other then Hermione."
"Awww," Harry gushed a little too sarcastically.
"Shut up, I'm serious. I'm thinking ahead of time now; I want to propose to her at the Graduation Dance."
"What Graduation Dance?" Harry wondered out loud.
"Just a dance for 7th years, and yes, you have to bring a date. Well, you don't have to; it'll just be more fun that way. You eat dinner at Hogsmeade, and return back to the castle for the award ceremony and dance," Ron explained.
"I'll take it that Bill and Charlie told you."
"Yeah, Percy didn't tell me anything. Y-you know what happened."
Harry turned so he was lying on his back, staring at the canopy of his bed. Will he be able to attend the Graduation Dance with Draco next year? Of course! Draco is going to be away for a little while.........right? Sighing, he was about to tell Ron what he wanted to do after his education is completed, but by the sound of Ron's snores, he had fell asleep already. Lying awake in the dark, Harry noticed it was almost midnight. Still needing to send Draco's letter, he got out of bed, found his Invisibility Cloak and slipped it on, deciding to head to the owlery.
Hedwig was perched on the windowsill with a dead mouse dangling from her claws. She hooted happily at Harry once he emerged into the cold room. He walked over to Hedwig and stroked her head. Hedwig shuffled so she could quickly eat her dinner. Harry waited patiently until Hedwig finished, before tying the letter to her outstretched leg.
"Bring this to Draco," Harry said softly, stroking her once more.
Hedwig hooted reassuringly, noticing the sadness in her owner's eyes. Ruffling her feathers, she took off into the night. There was no point in staying in the owlery waiting for Draco's reply; it'll probably take another week of waiting. Giving the owlery one last glance, he returned to his dormitory.
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Neither Draco nor Harry could sleep that night. Harry had Draco on his mind, Draco only. Draco on the other hand, had more on his mind. What he found out tonight was not good news at all. Something he knew that would come up, but he wasn't expecting it to be all planned out already.........
A/N: Aha! Left you guys with a.........sort of a cliffhanger. Sorry x__X had to be done. Haven't started on the next chapter yet, I have to clean off my desk (it's buried beneath my clothes since I dumped my clothes on my desk once I came back from the tour). Mmmhmm, now, remember to review! I know I'm evil =] Which is why.........never mind, yes I'm evil.