Does my bum look big in this?
THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TO THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE:
~ Burgundyred ~ Thanks so much for the review! I will now answer some of your questions . . . well, Hermione is 'Orli's' kind of girlfriend, but the reason why he still refers to her as Granger is because half of him is in denial - by half, I mean, the old Draco half, the other part of him would call her Hermione. And also, don't worry, you're not the only odd one, trust me on that one, I laugh at the most inappropriate things too, which brings us back to the freaky fact that we're really alike . . . anyway, don't worry about Ron, he doesn't cry!! HAHA!
~ Dead Lenore ~ Howdy, and thanks so much for the review! I apologise if the ending is too fluffy, fluffy parts are always my strong points, so . . . and just to tell you, the non existing chapter sixteen I knew about, I was trying to fix it all day! But then I waited until the next day and it worked! Daft, huh? OH AND THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for giving you're opinion on my idea!
~ Heather Malfoy ~ Thanks for the review, and telling me that the story still exists! I love that fic so badly dude . . . it shall be serious, and maybe slightly fluffy, but I hope you'll enjoy it!!
~ LythTaeraneth ~ Lol, thanks for reviewing, and for always reviewing, its always nice!!
~ Elrohir Lover ~ Thanks!! But I don't think your English is terrible, exactly . . . but it could do with improving. I'm sure with reading these English fics; it will be bound to improve!!! Thanks again!
~ Some12 ~ Hehe, thanks for the review, and the happy New Year thing! You needn't put so many verys, but that makes it all the more humorous (sorry if I sound posh . . .) Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy and are not disappointed by the time you finish reading this, please remember to review!
~Lisa789 ~ Thank you!! You'll soon find out what happens to Hermione and Draco, but not quite yet! REALLY hope you enjoy this chapter!! Please tell me in a review!
~ Harryforeva ~ Thanks for the review, and for the fact that you've been reviewing for a long time now!! I really do appreciate this! Thanks again and here's the next chapter, enjoy!
~ Lizzie Malfoy ~ Firstly, thanks! Secondly, no sequels, I have a strange thing against them, I don't know why, I don't know how, I just do! Lol, and thirdly, don't worry, no one will, hurt 'your' Draco!!
~ NewSecretRose ~ Lol, most people like to just get on with the story and say 'Thank you to everybody who reviewed' but I really like individual replies, basically because . . . well, I talk a lot. Hehe . . . sorry, critique makes me laugh . . . to be perfectly honest, I really like Lucius, he's a Malfoy after all, and I like all Malfoys! Except for the mother . . . anyway, I don't know how defense/defence is spelt, but my spell check said it was spelt that way! Thanks again!
~Paprika90 ~ Thanks for your review, and your opinion on the idea. If I were to write it, I wouldn't change POV's because I think everyone does that, and if I did, all the suspense would be gone because everyone would know what was happening to all the other characters whilst Ron wouldn't. Thanks for your opinion though, I really appreciate it!
~Smileyface1314 ~ this isn't really a funny fic anymore, not depressing exactly, but not funny (I don't think anyway). I especially made Dennis' letter funny because Dennis is that sort of person, oh, and thanks for your opinion on that idea!
~ShortStuff10 ~ Thank you for the review! And the many others that you have sent throughout the story!! As long as you do update your fic, it won't really bother me much! I hope you enjoy this chappie, and don't forget to review!
~ Navy Converse ~ Really? HEHEHEHE . . .
~ Syaoronsangel ~ Hey!! I like your name! I'm a big fan of Card Captor Sakura, hehe . . . Hopefully, I would have emailed you about the update by now, so you should know this is up!! Thanks for the review and enjoy!
Chapter seventeen: The plan
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter-ish and I cannot be bothered to type this, but I still do for some annoying reason that I do not know of. Okay now, on with the chapter and less of the chaff, if that is actually possible which, knowing me, it is not! I know, I'm doing it now, teehee . . .
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Being patient was never one of Draco's good qualities. He paced the room, trying to time how long this should take, and how long it had taken. It was not working, however, as Draco had never learnt proper maths in his life. It was annoying the hell out of him.
'Come on . . . at least let Dumbledore reply, sheesh, come on old man, write faster!' Draco thought as he continued to pace.
A peck at the window showed Draco how fast Dumbledore could write exactly, and two birds flew in. Hedwig swept in, accompanied by Pigwideon, and Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix. Draco frowned, what was that ruddy bird doing here?
Pig flew onto Draco's shoulder and began cleaning himself, ignoring Draco's glare and attempts to shoo him off. He had brought back no mail, instead, Fawkes and Hedwig each had two small scrolls of parchment in their beaks, Hedwig also carrying some kind of cloak. They dropped the parchment on the sofa and stared, wide eyed, at Draco.
Picking up the first piece, Draco read:
'Dear Mr Malfoy,
I'm afraid we cannot get into your living quarters as only you have the wand that, combined with the password, can open up the door leading to your room. It was an extra safety measure because of your father. Dennis Granger can of course, come to Hogwarts, I will organise everything, don't you worry, please hang onto Fawkes and ride with him to my office, Mr Potter has given Hedwig his invisibility cloak for you to wear. I trust you are not scared of heights as you are the Slytherin seeker.
Yours,
Albus Dumbledore'
Draco quickly grabbed the second note, stuffing Dumbledore's quickly in his robe pocket. He unfolded the note and found one sentence, written in what seemed to be Harry's handwriting: 'Welcome back'
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As Draco flew over the empty Hogwarts grounds in the invisibility cloak wrapped tightly around him and a bag clutched close to him, he thought about what would happen now. What would his father act like? It was obvious he knew that Orli was really Draco, and what worried him even more was what Hermione would be like once she found out. Draco didn't even know why he worried more about what Hermione thought than what his father would do, but . . . he knew that his father would not harm his only heir, he knew that. Then how come he was still so worried?
Fawkes flew through the open window, making Draco nearly slip, but luckily the window was stretching from the floor to ceiling - just enough room for him and Fawkes to get in. They landed, Fawkes settling himself down on his perch as Draco took the invisibility cloak off. Dumbledore was sat at his desk, now petting Fawkes while Harry was sitting in a chair in front, eating what seemed to be sherbet lemons.
"Ah Mr Malfoy, you do look very nice today." Dumbledore nodded and a blue comfy armchair appeared next to Harry's chair. Harry turned to Draco and stared at him, not a smile, not a frown, not a scowl or a trace of any emotion on his face whatsoever.
Draco sat as Dumbledore offered him some sherbet lemons. He shook his head.
"I'd rather like it Professor if you could hurry and explain what I should do." Short, blunt, and maybe a little rude, but it got the point across that Draco did not want to waste any time. Dumbledore smiled and nodded; patting Fawkes as his eyes travelled from Draco to Harry, then back to Draco again.
"The only thing we can do Mr Malfoy is to try and get you back into this school without any suspicion. Tonight, you will borrow Mr Potter's invisibility cloak - that is, if you promise not to reveal that he has one - and sneak back into the Slytherin common room and spend the night on the sofa of the common room. When the Slytherin's begin to wake, they shall see you on the sofa and are bound to ask questions. You don't tell them anything, do not make any excuses just change the subject. At breakfast, go to your father and apologise, then see me when your lessons are supposed to start, you as well Mr Potter."
They both nodded as Dumbledore stood and made his way to the door. He waved his wand, and two sleeping bags appeared on the hard wooden floor.
"As you two shall be travelling with me, yes Harry, you are coming too. That way, if Mr Malfoy suddenly sneezes, you can cover up. As I was saying, as you two will be travelling tonight, and indeed it would be best if Mr Malfoy stays awake until morning, you might want to get some sleep right now. I shall be back when it is time to go, until then."
Dumbledore smiled and gave a wave goodbye. A blue light filled the keyhole and the doorknob, meaning that it had been locked by magic. Silence filled the room as the two teens sat, staring at where Dumbledore had been just a few seconds ago.
"I'm going to get some sleep Malfoy."
Harry quickly snuggled into his sleeping bag without another word and turned his back towards Draco. Draco decided that maybe he should get some sleep too, but after about half an hour of tossing, turning and counting an endless amount of sheep, he gave up and sat up, looking towards Harry who was as still as a statue. His breathing was unsteady and he seemed to be shifting slightly.
"Potter."
"What I'm asleep."
"No, you're not."
"Well I was, what do you want."
"At least have the manners to face me."
Harry sat up and faced Draco, his face still but his jaw set in an arrogant way like a spoilt child, but Draco knew better than to think that he was spoilt, he knew that the great Harry Potter would never be spoilt. He sighed and put his head in his hands, he had so many things he wanted to say to Potter and yet . . . he didn't know where to start. He decided (with help from his Orli side) that being polite would get him to a good start.
"Potter, thanks for trying to help me."
"Yep."
"One question, what happened to that truce we set?"
Draco didn't even know why he asked this question, but he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer. That was his evil, old side taking over Orli's side's decision to be polite and nice.
Harry's reply was a halfhearted shrug, "It was easier when you didn't look like one of my worst enemies, and now you don't need my help, you're back to normal. You should be happy."
Draco could feel something bubbling inside of himself, most possibly anger. "Look Potter, I still do need your help and you should bloody well know it. I'm not exactly what you would call happy with being changed back to my normal self, and through all of this, the one thing I have definitely learnt is that I shouldn't be too vain. Just because I didn't look like your enemy, I still was, you should learn better Potter."
A small smile edged itself onto Harry's face.
"That sounds a bit more like the old Malfoy."
"Sigh, Potter, do you really want me back to my old self? Because I don't think that can ever happen."
"Why?"
". . . Granger."
Harry seemed slightly surprised at Draco's answer. Maybe he was expecting something about his father never letting him live it down, maybe something about how he had learnt his lesson and that he would never forget it, but somehow, Hermione certainly wasn't the answer he was expecting. Harry began to laugh loudly, clutching his stomach.
"What is so funny?" Draco asked indignantly, why was he laughing at him?
"You! You, are actually . . . . in love, with . . . . . HERMIONE???"
Harry burst out laughing once again, this time louder, as Draco frowned and pouted. "So what if I am? It's not a crime!"
"So you're admitting it now are you?"
Draco couldn't help but turn slightly red, by slightly I mean, scarlet. "Well . . . that . . . I . . . NO!"
Harry smiled but then looked at Draco in a very serious manner. "You realise that this isn't just a joke. The thing is, you CAN'T fall in love with her, you just . . . CAN'T. It's not right, and she's in love with ORLI, not Malfoy the ferret."
"Don't you think I know that? But . . . I can't help it can I?"
"Well you're going to have to figure out what to do Malfoy. It's your choice, you can go back to being the Slytherin prince, hang with your Slytherin cronies and be the heir of your millions, or try and persuade Hermione to believe who you were and stay friends with . . . us."
Harry looked as confused about what he had just said as Draco felt. It was all up to himself, and yet even HE didn't know what to do. It was like a never-ending tug of war inside of him. Good and evil tugging and fighting to gain control of him, but who would win he didn't know, but he knew he had to choose his path soon, and maybe even sooner than he hoped.
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It was now 2:30am, and Draco had just awoken from a nice and peaceful (not to mention interrupted) slumber. He looked to his side and saw Harry still snoring quietly, his breathing steady. He wondered when Dumbledore would come to collect them, but he hoped it was soon, as dawn was only two and a half hours away.
Draco didn't have to wait much longer, for at that precise moment, the door handle clicked and the door creaked slowly open. Dumbledore peered in, slowly followed by something very small. Draco immediately recognised the small creature. He turned and shook Harry awake.
"Huh?"
Harry yawned, and rubbed his eyes, putting on his glasses too. He soon woke up properly when he saw Dumbledore standing by the door, waiting patiently for him. Harry's eyes, however, soon darted to the miniature figure floating next to his headmaster.
"What's that?" Harry asked, pointing at the creature with interest. Buttercup beamed and giggled slightly, as she flew over to Harry and stretched out her tiny hand.
"Buttercup, at your service!"
Harry shook the fairy's tiny hand, making her fairly dizzy. She steadied herself and her glasses and grinned, turning to Draco and whizzing over to him.
"I see pretty boy is back! So, how've you been Mr?"
"It's Draco and I'm not that well."
"Physically, or in there." Buttercup pointed to her head, landing on Draco's and sitting on it in a rather comfortable position. Dumbledore chuckled and patted Draco on the shoulder.
"I told my cousin of your transformation, Mr Malfoy, and she was utterly pleased and persuaded me to bring her to see you. She shall be staying, on a vacation from her usual flower home."
Buttercup nodded and flew round in circles, her hyperness getting the better of her. Red sparks were left in a trail where she had flown and as she stopped, you could tell that she was very dizzy. Her hair was very curly, and she looked exactly as Draco had seen her the day that everything had started. Draco wasn't surprised, as he knew she really didn't bother about what she looked like.
"Erm, Professor Dumbledore sir, how come you have a FAIRY in your family, and a TALKING FAIRY?" Harry asked - eyebrows raised in a questioning manner.
"I used to be a witch," Buttercup made a face and stuck her tongue out, "tried a youth spell and made me a fairy. I like being a fairy though, so nobody's gonna change me back! Willingly anyway."
"We really do have to go now," Dumbledore interrupted the conversation, looking at a portrait with a grandfather clock painted inside to see the time. Draco and Harry staggered up, Draco slipping on Harry's invisibility cloak before heading out of the office, straight behind Dumbledore as Buttercup had stayed behind in the office, seeing to Fawkes.
Draco was surprised that Harry knew the way to the Slytherin common rooms, and what annoyed him the most was that he wouldn't tell how he knew (A/N: remember the second year and the incident with the polyjuice potion?). They entered and Draco sat on the couch, the fire automatically blazing in front of him. Dumbledore handed him a blanket and took the cloak from him.
"Remember Mr Malfoy, any questions, no answer. Come see me when you are about to go to lessons, and we shall discuss this further. Stay awake and aware, it is goodbye for now."
Dumbledore smiled and hurriedly gave the invisibility cloak to Harry, making him wear it. They would be heading towards the Gryffindor common room so that nobody would suspect Harry of anything wrong. After they left, the common room was silent apart from the odd crackle of the fire. It felt cold and horrible, the walls so bare. It felt different to how it was before, but he didn't know how. Nothing had changed, no new tapestries, no new chairs, nothing new or different to how it was before . . . then he realised it. The feeling of strangeness wasn't anything to do with what had changed about the common room, as nothing had changed, it was himself that had changed, and it was the first time that Draco had FULLY accepted it.
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Okay, I hope you all liked it, because I tried very hard (as I always do)! I still have no idea how to end it, okay, a slight idea, but only slightly and I'm kind of unorganised so there you go. As I'm sure I've said before, please review and make me oink. ^@^
PS. Now this is nothing to do with Harry Potter, or this fanfic, I'm on about PETER PAN! I watched the movie lately, and I thought the boy who played Peter was SO CUTE (name: Jeremy Sumpter?)!! Lol, I just wanted to share that, and it really is a good film, with our very own Jason Isaacs (Lucius Malfoy) in it! WHOOPEE!
THANK YOU SOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH TO THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE:
~ Burgundyred ~ Thanks so much for the review! I will now answer some of your questions . . . well, Hermione is 'Orli's' kind of girlfriend, but the reason why he still refers to her as Granger is because half of him is in denial - by half, I mean, the old Draco half, the other part of him would call her Hermione. And also, don't worry, you're not the only odd one, trust me on that one, I laugh at the most inappropriate things too, which brings us back to the freaky fact that we're really alike . . . anyway, don't worry about Ron, he doesn't cry!! HAHA!
~ Dead Lenore ~ Howdy, and thanks so much for the review! I apologise if the ending is too fluffy, fluffy parts are always my strong points, so . . . and just to tell you, the non existing chapter sixteen I knew about, I was trying to fix it all day! But then I waited until the next day and it worked! Daft, huh? OH AND THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU for giving you're opinion on my idea!
~ Heather Malfoy ~ Thanks for the review, and telling me that the story still exists! I love that fic so badly dude . . . it shall be serious, and maybe slightly fluffy, but I hope you'll enjoy it!!
~ LythTaeraneth ~ Lol, thanks for reviewing, and for always reviewing, its always nice!!
~ Elrohir Lover ~ Thanks!! But I don't think your English is terrible, exactly . . . but it could do with improving. I'm sure with reading these English fics; it will be bound to improve!!! Thanks again!
~ Some12 ~ Hehe, thanks for the review, and the happy New Year thing! You needn't put so many verys, but that makes it all the more humorous (sorry if I sound posh . . .) Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy and are not disappointed by the time you finish reading this, please remember to review!
~Lisa789 ~ Thank you!! You'll soon find out what happens to Hermione and Draco, but not quite yet! REALLY hope you enjoy this chapter!! Please tell me in a review!
~ Harryforeva ~ Thanks for the review, and for the fact that you've been reviewing for a long time now!! I really do appreciate this! Thanks again and here's the next chapter, enjoy!
~ Lizzie Malfoy ~ Firstly, thanks! Secondly, no sequels, I have a strange thing against them, I don't know why, I don't know how, I just do! Lol, and thirdly, don't worry, no one will, hurt 'your' Draco!!
~ NewSecretRose ~ Lol, most people like to just get on with the story and say 'Thank you to everybody who reviewed' but I really like individual replies, basically because . . . well, I talk a lot. Hehe . . . sorry, critique makes me laugh . . . to be perfectly honest, I really like Lucius, he's a Malfoy after all, and I like all Malfoys! Except for the mother . . . anyway, I don't know how defense/defence is spelt, but my spell check said it was spelt that way! Thanks again!
~Paprika90 ~ Thanks for your review, and your opinion on the idea. If I were to write it, I wouldn't change POV's because I think everyone does that, and if I did, all the suspense would be gone because everyone would know what was happening to all the other characters whilst Ron wouldn't. Thanks for your opinion though, I really appreciate it!
~Smileyface1314 ~ this isn't really a funny fic anymore, not depressing exactly, but not funny (I don't think anyway). I especially made Dennis' letter funny because Dennis is that sort of person, oh, and thanks for your opinion on that idea!
~ShortStuff10 ~ Thank you for the review! And the many others that you have sent throughout the story!! As long as you do update your fic, it won't really bother me much! I hope you enjoy this chappie, and don't forget to review!
~ Navy Converse ~ Really? HEHEHEHE . . .
~ Syaoronsangel ~ Hey!! I like your name! I'm a big fan of Card Captor Sakura, hehe . . . Hopefully, I would have emailed you about the update by now, so you should know this is up!! Thanks for the review and enjoy!
Chapter seventeen: The plan
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter-ish and I cannot be bothered to type this, but I still do for some annoying reason that I do not know of. Okay now, on with the chapter and less of the chaff, if that is actually possible which, knowing me, it is not! I know, I'm doing it now, teehee . . .
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Being patient was never one of Draco's good qualities. He paced the room, trying to time how long this should take, and how long it had taken. It was not working, however, as Draco had never learnt proper maths in his life. It was annoying the hell out of him.
'Come on . . . at least let Dumbledore reply, sheesh, come on old man, write faster!' Draco thought as he continued to pace.
A peck at the window showed Draco how fast Dumbledore could write exactly, and two birds flew in. Hedwig swept in, accompanied by Pigwideon, and Fawkes, Dumbledore's phoenix. Draco frowned, what was that ruddy bird doing here?
Pig flew onto Draco's shoulder and began cleaning himself, ignoring Draco's glare and attempts to shoo him off. He had brought back no mail, instead, Fawkes and Hedwig each had two small scrolls of parchment in their beaks, Hedwig also carrying some kind of cloak. They dropped the parchment on the sofa and stared, wide eyed, at Draco.
Picking up the first piece, Draco read:
'Dear Mr Malfoy,
I'm afraid we cannot get into your living quarters as only you have the wand that, combined with the password, can open up the door leading to your room. It was an extra safety measure because of your father. Dennis Granger can of course, come to Hogwarts, I will organise everything, don't you worry, please hang onto Fawkes and ride with him to my office, Mr Potter has given Hedwig his invisibility cloak for you to wear. I trust you are not scared of heights as you are the Slytherin seeker.
Yours,
Albus Dumbledore'
Draco quickly grabbed the second note, stuffing Dumbledore's quickly in his robe pocket. He unfolded the note and found one sentence, written in what seemed to be Harry's handwriting: 'Welcome back'
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As Draco flew over the empty Hogwarts grounds in the invisibility cloak wrapped tightly around him and a bag clutched close to him, he thought about what would happen now. What would his father act like? It was obvious he knew that Orli was really Draco, and what worried him even more was what Hermione would be like once she found out. Draco didn't even know why he worried more about what Hermione thought than what his father would do, but . . . he knew that his father would not harm his only heir, he knew that. Then how come he was still so worried?
Fawkes flew through the open window, making Draco nearly slip, but luckily the window was stretching from the floor to ceiling - just enough room for him and Fawkes to get in. They landed, Fawkes settling himself down on his perch as Draco took the invisibility cloak off. Dumbledore was sat at his desk, now petting Fawkes while Harry was sitting in a chair in front, eating what seemed to be sherbet lemons.
"Ah Mr Malfoy, you do look very nice today." Dumbledore nodded and a blue comfy armchair appeared next to Harry's chair. Harry turned to Draco and stared at him, not a smile, not a frown, not a scowl or a trace of any emotion on his face whatsoever.
Draco sat as Dumbledore offered him some sherbet lemons. He shook his head.
"I'd rather like it Professor if you could hurry and explain what I should do." Short, blunt, and maybe a little rude, but it got the point across that Draco did not want to waste any time. Dumbledore smiled and nodded; patting Fawkes as his eyes travelled from Draco to Harry, then back to Draco again.
"The only thing we can do Mr Malfoy is to try and get you back into this school without any suspicion. Tonight, you will borrow Mr Potter's invisibility cloak - that is, if you promise not to reveal that he has one - and sneak back into the Slytherin common room and spend the night on the sofa of the common room. When the Slytherin's begin to wake, they shall see you on the sofa and are bound to ask questions. You don't tell them anything, do not make any excuses just change the subject. At breakfast, go to your father and apologise, then see me when your lessons are supposed to start, you as well Mr Potter."
They both nodded as Dumbledore stood and made his way to the door. He waved his wand, and two sleeping bags appeared on the hard wooden floor.
"As you two shall be travelling with me, yes Harry, you are coming too. That way, if Mr Malfoy suddenly sneezes, you can cover up. As I was saying, as you two will be travelling tonight, and indeed it would be best if Mr Malfoy stays awake until morning, you might want to get some sleep right now. I shall be back when it is time to go, until then."
Dumbledore smiled and gave a wave goodbye. A blue light filled the keyhole and the doorknob, meaning that it had been locked by magic. Silence filled the room as the two teens sat, staring at where Dumbledore had been just a few seconds ago.
"I'm going to get some sleep Malfoy."
Harry quickly snuggled into his sleeping bag without another word and turned his back towards Draco. Draco decided that maybe he should get some sleep too, but after about half an hour of tossing, turning and counting an endless amount of sheep, he gave up and sat up, looking towards Harry who was as still as a statue. His breathing was unsteady and he seemed to be shifting slightly.
"Potter."
"What I'm asleep."
"No, you're not."
"Well I was, what do you want."
"At least have the manners to face me."
Harry sat up and faced Draco, his face still but his jaw set in an arrogant way like a spoilt child, but Draco knew better than to think that he was spoilt, he knew that the great Harry Potter would never be spoilt. He sighed and put his head in his hands, he had so many things he wanted to say to Potter and yet . . . he didn't know where to start. He decided (with help from his Orli side) that being polite would get him to a good start.
"Potter, thanks for trying to help me."
"Yep."
"One question, what happened to that truce we set?"
Draco didn't even know why he asked this question, but he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer. That was his evil, old side taking over Orli's side's decision to be polite and nice.
Harry's reply was a halfhearted shrug, "It was easier when you didn't look like one of my worst enemies, and now you don't need my help, you're back to normal. You should be happy."
Draco could feel something bubbling inside of himself, most possibly anger. "Look Potter, I still do need your help and you should bloody well know it. I'm not exactly what you would call happy with being changed back to my normal self, and through all of this, the one thing I have definitely learnt is that I shouldn't be too vain. Just because I didn't look like your enemy, I still was, you should learn better Potter."
A small smile edged itself onto Harry's face.
"That sounds a bit more like the old Malfoy."
"Sigh, Potter, do you really want me back to my old self? Because I don't think that can ever happen."
"Why?"
". . . Granger."
Harry seemed slightly surprised at Draco's answer. Maybe he was expecting something about his father never letting him live it down, maybe something about how he had learnt his lesson and that he would never forget it, but somehow, Hermione certainly wasn't the answer he was expecting. Harry began to laugh loudly, clutching his stomach.
"What is so funny?" Draco asked indignantly, why was he laughing at him?
"You! You, are actually . . . . in love, with . . . . . HERMIONE???"
Harry burst out laughing once again, this time louder, as Draco frowned and pouted. "So what if I am? It's not a crime!"
"So you're admitting it now are you?"
Draco couldn't help but turn slightly red, by slightly I mean, scarlet. "Well . . . that . . . I . . . NO!"
Harry smiled but then looked at Draco in a very serious manner. "You realise that this isn't just a joke. The thing is, you CAN'T fall in love with her, you just . . . CAN'T. It's not right, and she's in love with ORLI, not Malfoy the ferret."
"Don't you think I know that? But . . . I can't help it can I?"
"Well you're going to have to figure out what to do Malfoy. It's your choice, you can go back to being the Slytherin prince, hang with your Slytherin cronies and be the heir of your millions, or try and persuade Hermione to believe who you were and stay friends with . . . us."
Harry looked as confused about what he had just said as Draco felt. It was all up to himself, and yet even HE didn't know what to do. It was like a never-ending tug of war inside of him. Good and evil tugging and fighting to gain control of him, but who would win he didn't know, but he knew he had to choose his path soon, and maybe even sooner than he hoped.
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It was now 2:30am, and Draco had just awoken from a nice and peaceful (not to mention interrupted) slumber. He looked to his side and saw Harry still snoring quietly, his breathing steady. He wondered when Dumbledore would come to collect them, but he hoped it was soon, as dawn was only two and a half hours away.
Draco didn't have to wait much longer, for at that precise moment, the door handle clicked and the door creaked slowly open. Dumbledore peered in, slowly followed by something very small. Draco immediately recognised the small creature. He turned and shook Harry awake.
"Huh?"
Harry yawned, and rubbed his eyes, putting on his glasses too. He soon woke up properly when he saw Dumbledore standing by the door, waiting patiently for him. Harry's eyes, however, soon darted to the miniature figure floating next to his headmaster.
"What's that?" Harry asked, pointing at the creature with interest. Buttercup beamed and giggled slightly, as she flew over to Harry and stretched out her tiny hand.
"Buttercup, at your service!"
Harry shook the fairy's tiny hand, making her fairly dizzy. She steadied herself and her glasses and grinned, turning to Draco and whizzing over to him.
"I see pretty boy is back! So, how've you been Mr?"
"It's Draco and I'm not that well."
"Physically, or in there." Buttercup pointed to her head, landing on Draco's and sitting on it in a rather comfortable position. Dumbledore chuckled and patted Draco on the shoulder.
"I told my cousin of your transformation, Mr Malfoy, and she was utterly pleased and persuaded me to bring her to see you. She shall be staying, on a vacation from her usual flower home."
Buttercup nodded and flew round in circles, her hyperness getting the better of her. Red sparks were left in a trail where she had flown and as she stopped, you could tell that she was very dizzy. Her hair was very curly, and she looked exactly as Draco had seen her the day that everything had started. Draco wasn't surprised, as he knew she really didn't bother about what she looked like.
"Erm, Professor Dumbledore sir, how come you have a FAIRY in your family, and a TALKING FAIRY?" Harry asked - eyebrows raised in a questioning manner.
"I used to be a witch," Buttercup made a face and stuck her tongue out, "tried a youth spell and made me a fairy. I like being a fairy though, so nobody's gonna change me back! Willingly anyway."
"We really do have to go now," Dumbledore interrupted the conversation, looking at a portrait with a grandfather clock painted inside to see the time. Draco and Harry staggered up, Draco slipping on Harry's invisibility cloak before heading out of the office, straight behind Dumbledore as Buttercup had stayed behind in the office, seeing to Fawkes.
Draco was surprised that Harry knew the way to the Slytherin common rooms, and what annoyed him the most was that he wouldn't tell how he knew (A/N: remember the second year and the incident with the polyjuice potion?). They entered and Draco sat on the couch, the fire automatically blazing in front of him. Dumbledore handed him a blanket and took the cloak from him.
"Remember Mr Malfoy, any questions, no answer. Come see me when you are about to go to lessons, and we shall discuss this further. Stay awake and aware, it is goodbye for now."
Dumbledore smiled and hurriedly gave the invisibility cloak to Harry, making him wear it. They would be heading towards the Gryffindor common room so that nobody would suspect Harry of anything wrong. After they left, the common room was silent apart from the odd crackle of the fire. It felt cold and horrible, the walls so bare. It felt different to how it was before, but he didn't know how. Nothing had changed, no new tapestries, no new chairs, nothing new or different to how it was before . . . then he realised it. The feeling of strangeness wasn't anything to do with what had changed about the common room, as nothing had changed, it was himself that had changed, and it was the first time that Draco had FULLY accepted it.
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Okay, I hope you all liked it, because I tried very hard (as I always do)! I still have no idea how to end it, okay, a slight idea, but only slightly and I'm kind of unorganised so there you go. As I'm sure I've said before, please review and make me oink. ^@^
PS. Now this is nothing to do with Harry Potter, or this fanfic, I'm on about PETER PAN! I watched the movie lately, and I thought the boy who played Peter was SO CUTE (name: Jeremy Sumpter?)!! Lol, I just wanted to share that, and it really is a good film, with our very own Jason Isaacs (Lucius Malfoy) in it! WHOOPEE!