An Understanding between Rivals Chapter 18
Author: Vampire Gurl a.k.a. Stormy
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character of the Harry Potter series. However, the characters of Terena, Kendera, Faith, and William are mine. I must say that this story is for entertainment purposes only. I make no profit.
Rating: I will say PG-13 for now. Rating could go up. I am not sure yet.
Summary: Harry gets a tape that will change his life. He finds out more about his mother and her friends along with a certain blond hair Slytherin boy. Will Contain Slash, mainly HP/DM and Original characters. Don't like? Do not read. It is that simple.
Spoilers: All the books
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Another author's note:
I am so sorry that I have updated in so long. School has been horribly hard on me. Not to mention, people now seem to like pissing me off. And to add to all of that, I got sick. Blah!!!
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Harry was walking down the school halls not really paying much attention to anything around him. He was thinking about what had just happened in Draco's Room. He never felt anything like this before. He liked being with Draco and did not want to ruin the friendship they already had. Suddenly, Harry fell on the floor after walking straight into a rather tall person.
"I'm so sorry sir," Harry began to apologize as he searches the floor for the glasses that have been knocked off his face in the fall.
"It is quiet alright Harry. Here you go." The man said as he handed Harry his glasses.
"Thanks." Harry says as he puts on the glasses.
"Professor Marcellus!" Harry says as he looks up at the person he ran into.
"I am so sorry," he began but was interrupted by William.
"No need to apologized," William says. "You seemed to be deep in thought. You want to talk it over in my room?"
"Yeah, I guess I could use some advice." Harry says timidly.
""Alright." William says simply as he leads him into his room.
"Take a seat and tell me what wrong."
"Well, there is this person," Harry began "and we were starting to become friends. But, I have been having rather unfamiliar feeling towards this person. I have not had these emotions before. I don't want to ruin our friendship, but I can't help but want more. I don't know what to do."
William looks at Harry with a gentle and understanding expression on his face. Over his stay at Hogwarts, the almost heart-broken expression that was usually on the professor's face slowly was fading away. He was laughing and smiling now, when at the beginning of the year a genuine smile was rather rare to see from him or a laugh for that matter.
"It's hard." He says lightly. "Trust me, I know."
"Huh?" Harry asks surprisingly.
"I was in a situation almost like yours, except the person I fell for never loved me in return." The expression that they had all seen the beginning of the year was back on the professor's face.
"What? How? Most of the student body has some sort of crush on you."
"It's a rather lengthy story, but if your up to hearing it…"
"I'm all ears."
"For my first few years at Hogwarts there was this girl that I hated. Before I even met her, I was led to believe she was snobby, selfish, rude, evil, obnoxious, a brat, and yeah you get the point. Therefore, when I met her I believed that she was all of those things. Over our time at Hogwarts, our rivalry grew. I'd send her an evil glare, she'd glare back at me with the same intensity. We would insult and play pranks on each other." William pauses briefly, a smile gracing the handsome professor's face.
"Then one day everything changed. I'll never forget that say. It was a bright Saturday afternoon. It was a match between our houses and we both where on our house Qudditich team. Half way into the game, our teams were tied. I saw her racing across the field. Before she reached our end of the pitch, a blunger came out of nowhere. I didn't see it though and flew up to cut her off. That blunger came straight to her and hit her squarely in her side and stomach. She screamed as she was knocked off her broom from the strong hit. Her face had an expression of pain, shock, disbelief and fear. All very human emotions I never saw her use.
Before I could even react, the blunger came back around and hit my broom and leg. The force of the impact through me off my broom, and I followed her to the ground. She landed harshly on the ground and rolled a few times before stopping. I then hit the ground and tumbled slightly, landing on my stomach.
I lifted my head and looked to her. She had black out from the pain, or the fall. Blood was gushing from a wound on her head. It was also visible that she had a few broken ribs along with an arm that was bent at an odd angel. The last thing I remember before the darkness claimed me was a large group of people coming toward us." William took a small pause to collect his thoughts before continuing.
"I awoke the next day at the hospital wing. My head was pounding, and my body ached. Madam Pomfrey walked towards me and gave me the proper potions. It turns out that my leg was scattered from the hit. It was a week before it would heal even with a bone re-growing and mending potion.
Once Madam Pomfrey was done tending to me she walked over to the bed on my right. She pulled back the curtain, and I gasped at the sight. She was lying there on that horrible bed looking so fragile. I couldn't believe that this beautiful creature was the same girl I hated. Then a group of concerned girls entered the room and ran to her side. They put several bouquets of lilacs, and orchids around her bed. They cried over her, pleaded and demanded that she would wake up from her slumber. Yet, she never did. They stayed by her side until madam Pomfrey literally kicked them out.
Later that night, I woke up to the sounds of crying. Nothing major, like hysterical crying, just a few sniffled but it was enough to wake me up. I looked over and saw that it was coming from her. I heaved myself up onto my crutches, silently cursing the stupid cast on my leg. I hobble the short distance to her bed. She had tears streaming down her face. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't answer me. She had too much pride to tell her enemy that she was in any sort of pain.
I asked her again and told her that she could trust me and that I wanted to help her. I told her that I too was injured by the blunger that hit her. She turned her head to me, and gave me a long critical look. I could tell that she was debating whether or not to believe me. She finally gave in though. She told me that she was in pain.
Lucky for us the pain-relief potion was on my nightstand. I got up and hobble over to my bed, grabbed the potion and hobbled back. I sat on her bed a lifted her head so she could drink the potion. Once she drank it, I laid her back down gently on the bed. I brushed her hair out of her face and tucked her back into the bed. She mumbled a soft thank you before she fell back asleep. After that day, we became friends. The best of friends actually."
"I thought you took her to the Yule Ball?"
"I did, but not as my girlfriend as someone may have told you. We made a deal that if we could get anyone to be our dates then we would go together, just as friends. We had a wonderful friendship. Our relationship was purely platonic. It didn't matter how I felt about her. I loved her so much, I still do. I never wanted to ruin our friendship. My cousin had feelings for his best friend also. He asked her out and after a couple of dates, they found out that they weren't met to be. They never recovered their friendship and I did not want that to happen to us."
"What happened?" Asks Harry
"Nothing, my father got a new job and we had to move to America. Graduation of my sixth year was when I left. I sorely regret never telling her how I feel. I now I don't have the courage because I was afraid. I guess you can say that my only love came from my only hate."
"Who is she?" Harry asked
"I'll tell you, if you tell me yours." William states simply
"Draco." Harry says softly
"Just what I thought" William says with a smile. "My girl was and still is and always will be Terena."
"I thought Kendra and Faith said you two dated?"
"That 'date' was the Yule Ball."
"Oh."
"Here, take my advice Harry, do not make the same mistake that I did. Don't let him go and tell him how you feel. It bittersweet torture for my everyday to know that I can never be with Terena the way I want. Just to have her near me is both solace and torture. When I thought she died, a part of me died that day too. I moved back here when I heard about what happened, and I have stayed here ever since. I blame myself too. If only I was there, maybe I could have helped her." A tear slipped down his cheek, and he was fighting back more.
"I'm so sorry." Harry says.
"Don't be. You have nothing to be sorry for. However, I think someone is waiting for you."
"Thanks." Harry quickly gets up and runs back to Draco.
TBC
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