Hey everybody! Okay, here's Chapter 18!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, nor do I own Harry Potter. I only own my original characters and my own original plot.
Chapter 18: A Mutual Understanding
Jesabelle kept running and running. Out of the Gryffindor Tower, past suits of armor, going up higher and higher, until she ran through the door of the Southern Tower and collapsed on the stone floor of the balcony.
She continued sobbing and sobbing, Harry's words running through her head. The way he looked, the way he screamed, the way he looked at her. It was all just too much.
She didn't know how long she was laying there until a cold voice rang in her head.
"See what happens when you run away, Jesabelle." The cold voice said.
"No, not you, please, not you." Jesabelle cried.
"Oh but it is me darling. Come home, no one loves you anymore." The voice said again.
"No!" Jesabelle yelled into the night air.
"No one loves you anymore." The voice rang out, louder this time.
"No!" Jesabelle yelled again. "Draco still loves me."
"How much longer will he love you?" the voice asked. Jesabelle listened more carefully, realizing that it was a male voice. "He could be playing you like a card."
"No, I refuse to believe you." Jesabelle said. "He will always love me."
"Oh really?" the voice asked sarcastically. "Do you think he will still love you after he finds out about your deepest, darkest secrets?"
"What he doesn't know, cannot hurt him, or me." Jesabelle said.
"Yes, but the truth has its ways of revealing itself." The voice said.
Jesabelle closed her eyes tightly as cold laughter rang through her head.
"STOP!" Jesabelle screamed, and suddenly, the laughter subsided. Jesabelle looked around, shakily standing herself back up. She inhaled deeply and walked back down the tower.
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She did not know how she managed it, but she made her way slowly down the floors of the castle, and found her way back to the Heads' Dorm.
Seeing who she was, the portrait swung open, allowing her in, even though she did not give a password.
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Draco looked at his watch. It was 9:00 p.m. He looked out the window. Jesabelle had not returned from her "talk" with Harry and the others.
Draco sighed heavily. He knew that Jesabelle was getting the full blow for the whole "secret relationship" situation. It greatly irritated him that he couldn't just barge into the Gryffindor Tower and pull her away from Harry and hide her from him. To shield her from his wrath.
He was about to get up from the couch to search the castle for her when the portrait opened and Jesabelle stumbled in, pale as a ghost.
He hurried over to her, catching her just in time. Draco's eyes widened. She looked terrible. She was mumbling something. Draco pulled her up and held her face in his hands.
"Jesabelle." Draco said. "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jesabelle stared at him for a long time and began to sob again uncontrollably.
"They yelled at me." Jesabelle said, looking down, shaking again.
"Who?" Draco asked, knowing the answer.
"Harry and Ron." Jesabelle whispered.
"What about the others?" Draco asked.
"I don't know." Jesabelle said. "They accused us, me, of serving Voldemort. Of being a death eater!" Jesabelle yelled.
Draco held her close, brushing her head with his hand.
"They said you would hurt me. That you were using me for own personal advantages. They said that you would were going to kill me when you were done with me!" Jesabelle choked out, leaning on Draco's shoulder.
"Do you believe that?" Draco asked, pulling her away from him and locking her eyes with his.
"No. But I'm scared. The voice.." Jesabelle trailed off.
"What voice?" Draco asked.
"Nothing." Jesabelle quickly said.
Draco looked her over and just dropped the subject. But he knew that there more to this than meets the eye. But he decided to just take care of Jesabelle for now, and then press the subject a bit later.
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Jesabelle was still shaking, despite the comfort she felt in Draco's arms. She thought she shut that voice out a long time ago, after she had escaped. She hated it, everything. She wanted to run. The voice was right. Draco would leave her once he found out about her secrets. She shook her head mentally. She tried to hold on to the hope that she had.
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Draco carried Jesabelle and brought her to her room, laying her down on the bed. She lay there for a while and a few minutes later, she fell asleep. Draco pulled the covers over and her and kissed her forehead.
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Draco knew that she had to face Harry and the others alone. He knew that if he tried to step in, he would make things worse. Plus, he knew that she was struggling with more than just the problem she had with Harry. He knew there was a deeper meaning to her sorrow, but he also knew that pressing the subject would be useless. She always kept things about her past a big secret. It sometimes irritated him that she did not tell him everything about what happened, but then again, it really wasn't his choice to make, it was hers.
But there were more pressing matters at hand for Draco. He had received a letter from his mother earlier that night, explaining that Voldemort was secretly planning to get his father out of Azkaban. No details, just the message, just in case the letter got intercepted.
Draco had burned the letter, but its message was burned into his brain. If his father was going to get out, then he knew that his newfound freedom would soon end. Even worse, that he would find out about Jesabelle, and the bond they shared. And that was one of the things that scared Draco the most. Jesabelle was a Potter, and she was fighting against Voldemort. He knew that this would anger his father. But, he thought, he had other things to worry about for now, like Jesabelle.
He sighed and looked at Jesabelle's sleeping form.
"I love you." Draco whispered to her and retreated from the room, closing the door behind him.
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What he didn't realize, though, was that Jesabelle was still awake. She had just closed her eyes. Tears ran down her cheeks when Draco left the room. She couldn't risk him or Harry, or the others getting hurt. All the people she loved she had lost. She wasn't about to let that curse catch up with her again.
She turned to her side and looked out at the moon, crying herself to sleep.
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Harry and Ron sat at the edge of Harry's bed, Neville standing by.
"Now we have really done it." Neville said.
"No Neville." Harry said. "It was only my fault."
"And mine." Ron whispered.
The door opened and Hermione and Ginny walked in, followed, surprisingly, by Luna.
"What is she doing here?" Neville asked.
"We went over to her house and brought her here. Seeing as she is also a good friend of Jesabelle's, she deserved to know about what had just happened here." Hermione said.
"So you told her everything?" Harry asked.
"Every single detail." Hermione said, emphasizing each word.
The boys sighed.
"That's it!" Ginny said suddenly. "I can't take it anymore!"
"Ginny, please," Hermione began.
"No Hermione!" Ginny said, cutting her off, "I can't hold it in anymore. I have to say it, or I'll start throwing things!"
"Go ahead Ginny." Luna said, while Hermione locked the door again, placing more spells on it. "They deserve it."
"All right then." Ginny said, taking a deep breath. "YOU STUPID GITS! YOU COULD NEVER, EVER LET ANYONE BE HAPPY FOR ONCE COULD YOU! I MEAN WE ALL KNOW THAT SHE HAD A HUGE MYSTERIOUS PAST, BUT ACUSSING HER OF ACTUALLY SERVING VOLDEMORT? HOW THICK CAN YOUR HEADS BE?" Ginny yelled. "INSTEAD OF TRYING TO UNDERSTAND, INSTEAD OF TRYING TO HEAR HER OUT, YOU SHOOT HER DOWN, AS IF SHE WERE SOME COMMON CRIMINAL!"
"Is that it?" Ron asked, looking up at her.
"Just for now." Ginny said, lowering her volume.
"I think we deserve more than that." Harry said.
There was silence that followed this statement. Ginny sat down in front of Harry.
"We know you were scared for her." Ginny said, taking Harry's hands in hers. "We all are. But she knows what she's doing. She's strong. Stronger than both you and Ron put together."
Hermione, Luna, and Neville nodded in agreement.
"Even you must have noticed Draco's change in behavior." Ginny continued, "Jesabelle did that, at least, she did most of it."
"But it's hard." Ron said.
"We know Ron." Luna said, "Malfoy has been so awful to us for so long that our judgment was clouded. Draco really has changed."
"We all know that Draco is a pain in the butt at times, even now. But we also know that Jesabelle loves him. And, as her family, we should try to accept that." Neville said, "Besides Draco, we're the only thing she has left. And even though you try to deny it, Harry, letting go of Jesabelle because of this would hurt you as much as it would hurt her."
"The best thing we can do is to try and understand." Hermione said. "No matter how long it takes us."
"We have to apologize to her." Ron said.
Harry slowly nodded. "For Jesabelle."
"For Jesabelle." Ron repeated.
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Jesabelle woke up early the next morning. It was only seven in the morning. She got out of bed, got dressed, and headed to the Great Hall with her books. It was a Tuesday. Jesabelle usually liked Tuesdays, but the night's events kept replaying in her head, causing her blood shot eyes to tear up again.
Jesabelle inhaled deeply and walked into the Great Hall, surprised to see Harry at the Gryffindor table, poking at some scrambled eggs. There were roughly only twenty other people in the Great Hall. Jesabelle thought about skipping the meal, but her stomach grumbled in protest.
She sighed and walked into the Great Hall, being careful not to look at Harry when she seated herself at the Gryffindor table, putting as much distance as possible from Harry.
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Harry could not sleep, and when the seven o'clock rolled around, he just got out of bed, fixed himself up, and headed down to the Great Hall to think and possibly get a bite eat, though he did not have an appetite.
He was thinking about what he would say to Jesabelle. She would probably still be very down about the night before. He even thought that she's fake sick just for the day so she could recuperate.
He was stabbing at his eggs when Jesabelle walked in, not looking at him, trying to keep her face straight, but Harry could tell that she was hurting, and felt a pang of guilt.
He decided he might as well do it now, for seeing her sit there by herself hurt him so much he was going to burst.
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Harry got up from the bench and sat down in front of her.
Jesabelle pretended not to notice, but she knew that it was Harry who was sitting in front of her, probably to accuse her of some more false things. Surprisingly, even to herself, she was not angry with him, she was just sad that he did not try to let her talk, to explain herself the night before.
"Morning." Harry said.
"Morning Harry." Jesabelle said monotonously.
"Listen, can we talk?" Harry asked.
Jesabelle looked up at him from her plate and into his eyes. They were filled with apology. Jesabelle slowly nodded.
"I'm sorry about last night." Harry said. "I didn't try to let you talk, I didn't hear you out. I didn't even try to understand. I even accused you of something you were not."
"I'm sorry." Jesabelle said.
"For what?" Harry asked.
"For being a traitor, for loving Draco." Jesabelle said.
"I don't blame you for loving Mal-Draco." Harry said, taking Jesabelle's hands in his.
"You really are trying." Jesabelle said.
Harry smiled. "I am willing to put aside my hatred for Draco, because you love him. I mean, he must be a really great person if you fell in love with him." He said, squeezing Jesabelle's hands affectionately. "Ron and I willing to try to understand, if you'll forgive us."
Jesabelle smiled and tears formed in her eyes. "Are you sure?" she asked.
"Positive. But I'm willing to bet that it's going to take a while." Harry said jokingly.
Jesabelle cried tears of joy and hugged Harry from across the table.
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The others walked in to find Jesabelle and Harry laughing about something an hour later. But soon, they were all laughing and enjoying themselves.
Draco walked in to see them all at the Gryffindor table, enjoying their breakfast. He smiled; things were already beginning to get a bit better.
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Everyone was at the Great Hall at lunch. Harry was hurrying there from Potions, when he saw Draco ahead.
"Hey Draco!" Harry said.
Draco turned around, surprised at being addressed by his first name by Harry himself.
"Good afternoon Harry." Draco said.
"Listen," Harry said. "I'm willing to forgive you for all of things you have done to me and my friends. But you have to give me something in return."
"Done." Draco said.
"I just want you to love Jesabelle and take care of her. I know that it will be difficult because of your father. But just try your best and love her." Harry said.
"Of course Harry." Draco said.
Harry held out his hand and Draco shook it, sealing the agreement between them.
If there was anyone around, the event would have been historical. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had done something that no one would have ever thought would be done. They had reached a mutual understanding.
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I know, I was supposed to reveal another one of Jesabelle's secrets, but I found that this chapter was already long enough. I hope you all enjoyed it.
Please read and review!
Coming up on Chapter 19: One of Jesabelle's secrets will now be revealed.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, nor do I own Harry Potter. I only own my original characters and my own original plot.
Chapter 18: A Mutual Understanding
Jesabelle kept running and running. Out of the Gryffindor Tower, past suits of armor, going up higher and higher, until she ran through the door of the Southern Tower and collapsed on the stone floor of the balcony.
She continued sobbing and sobbing, Harry's words running through her head. The way he looked, the way he screamed, the way he looked at her. It was all just too much.
She didn't know how long she was laying there until a cold voice rang in her head.
"See what happens when you run away, Jesabelle." The cold voice said.
"No, not you, please, not you." Jesabelle cried.
"Oh but it is me darling. Come home, no one loves you anymore." The voice said again.
"No!" Jesabelle yelled into the night air.
"No one loves you anymore." The voice rang out, louder this time.
"No!" Jesabelle yelled again. "Draco still loves me."
"How much longer will he love you?" the voice asked. Jesabelle listened more carefully, realizing that it was a male voice. "He could be playing you like a card."
"No, I refuse to believe you." Jesabelle said. "He will always love me."
"Oh really?" the voice asked sarcastically. "Do you think he will still love you after he finds out about your deepest, darkest secrets?"
"What he doesn't know, cannot hurt him, or me." Jesabelle said.
"Yes, but the truth has its ways of revealing itself." The voice said.
Jesabelle closed her eyes tightly as cold laughter rang through her head.
"STOP!" Jesabelle screamed, and suddenly, the laughter subsided. Jesabelle looked around, shakily standing herself back up. She inhaled deeply and walked back down the tower.
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She did not know how she managed it, but she made her way slowly down the floors of the castle, and found her way back to the Heads' Dorm.
Seeing who she was, the portrait swung open, allowing her in, even though she did not give a password.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Draco looked at his watch. It was 9:00 p.m. He looked out the window. Jesabelle had not returned from her "talk" with Harry and the others.
Draco sighed heavily. He knew that Jesabelle was getting the full blow for the whole "secret relationship" situation. It greatly irritated him that he couldn't just barge into the Gryffindor Tower and pull her away from Harry and hide her from him. To shield her from his wrath.
He was about to get up from the couch to search the castle for her when the portrait opened and Jesabelle stumbled in, pale as a ghost.
He hurried over to her, catching her just in time. Draco's eyes widened. She looked terrible. She was mumbling something. Draco pulled her up and held her face in his hands.
"Jesabelle." Draco said. "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jesabelle stared at him for a long time and began to sob again uncontrollably.
"They yelled at me." Jesabelle said, looking down, shaking again.
"Who?" Draco asked, knowing the answer.
"Harry and Ron." Jesabelle whispered.
"What about the others?" Draco asked.
"I don't know." Jesabelle said. "They accused us, me, of serving Voldemort. Of being a death eater!" Jesabelle yelled.
Draco held her close, brushing her head with his hand.
"They said you would hurt me. That you were using me for own personal advantages. They said that you would were going to kill me when you were done with me!" Jesabelle choked out, leaning on Draco's shoulder.
"Do you believe that?" Draco asked, pulling her away from him and locking her eyes with his.
"No. But I'm scared. The voice.." Jesabelle trailed off.
"What voice?" Draco asked.
"Nothing." Jesabelle quickly said.
Draco looked her over and just dropped the subject. But he knew that there more to this than meets the eye. But he decided to just take care of Jesabelle for now, and then press the subject a bit later.
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Jesabelle was still shaking, despite the comfort she felt in Draco's arms. She thought she shut that voice out a long time ago, after she had escaped. She hated it, everything. She wanted to run. The voice was right. Draco would leave her once he found out about her secrets. She shook her head mentally. She tried to hold on to the hope that she had.
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Draco carried Jesabelle and brought her to her room, laying her down on the bed. She lay there for a while and a few minutes later, she fell asleep. Draco pulled the covers over and her and kissed her forehead.
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Draco knew that she had to face Harry and the others alone. He knew that if he tried to step in, he would make things worse. Plus, he knew that she was struggling with more than just the problem she had with Harry. He knew there was a deeper meaning to her sorrow, but he also knew that pressing the subject would be useless. She always kept things about her past a big secret. It sometimes irritated him that she did not tell him everything about what happened, but then again, it really wasn't his choice to make, it was hers.
But there were more pressing matters at hand for Draco. He had received a letter from his mother earlier that night, explaining that Voldemort was secretly planning to get his father out of Azkaban. No details, just the message, just in case the letter got intercepted.
Draco had burned the letter, but its message was burned into his brain. If his father was going to get out, then he knew that his newfound freedom would soon end. Even worse, that he would find out about Jesabelle, and the bond they shared. And that was one of the things that scared Draco the most. Jesabelle was a Potter, and she was fighting against Voldemort. He knew that this would anger his father. But, he thought, he had other things to worry about for now, like Jesabelle.
He sighed and looked at Jesabelle's sleeping form.
"I love you." Draco whispered to her and retreated from the room, closing the door behind him.
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What he didn't realize, though, was that Jesabelle was still awake. She had just closed her eyes. Tears ran down her cheeks when Draco left the room. She couldn't risk him or Harry, or the others getting hurt. All the people she loved she had lost. She wasn't about to let that curse catch up with her again.
She turned to her side and looked out at the moon, crying herself to sleep.
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Harry and Ron sat at the edge of Harry's bed, Neville standing by.
"Now we have really done it." Neville said.
"No Neville." Harry said. "It was only my fault."
"And mine." Ron whispered.
The door opened and Hermione and Ginny walked in, followed, surprisingly, by Luna.
"What is she doing here?" Neville asked.
"We went over to her house and brought her here. Seeing as she is also a good friend of Jesabelle's, she deserved to know about what had just happened here." Hermione said.
"So you told her everything?" Harry asked.
"Every single detail." Hermione said, emphasizing each word.
The boys sighed.
"That's it!" Ginny said suddenly. "I can't take it anymore!"
"Ginny, please," Hermione began.
"No Hermione!" Ginny said, cutting her off, "I can't hold it in anymore. I have to say it, or I'll start throwing things!"
"Go ahead Ginny." Luna said, while Hermione locked the door again, placing more spells on it. "They deserve it."
"All right then." Ginny said, taking a deep breath. "YOU STUPID GITS! YOU COULD NEVER, EVER LET ANYONE BE HAPPY FOR ONCE COULD YOU! I MEAN WE ALL KNOW THAT SHE HAD A HUGE MYSTERIOUS PAST, BUT ACUSSING HER OF ACTUALLY SERVING VOLDEMORT? HOW THICK CAN YOUR HEADS BE?" Ginny yelled. "INSTEAD OF TRYING TO UNDERSTAND, INSTEAD OF TRYING TO HEAR HER OUT, YOU SHOOT HER DOWN, AS IF SHE WERE SOME COMMON CRIMINAL!"
"Is that it?" Ron asked, looking up at her.
"Just for now." Ginny said, lowering her volume.
"I think we deserve more than that." Harry said.
There was silence that followed this statement. Ginny sat down in front of Harry.
"We know you were scared for her." Ginny said, taking Harry's hands in hers. "We all are. But she knows what she's doing. She's strong. Stronger than both you and Ron put together."
Hermione, Luna, and Neville nodded in agreement.
"Even you must have noticed Draco's change in behavior." Ginny continued, "Jesabelle did that, at least, she did most of it."
"But it's hard." Ron said.
"We know Ron." Luna said, "Malfoy has been so awful to us for so long that our judgment was clouded. Draco really has changed."
"We all know that Draco is a pain in the butt at times, even now. But we also know that Jesabelle loves him. And, as her family, we should try to accept that." Neville said, "Besides Draco, we're the only thing she has left. And even though you try to deny it, Harry, letting go of Jesabelle because of this would hurt you as much as it would hurt her."
"The best thing we can do is to try and understand." Hermione said. "No matter how long it takes us."
"We have to apologize to her." Ron said.
Harry slowly nodded. "For Jesabelle."
"For Jesabelle." Ron repeated.
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Jesabelle woke up early the next morning. It was only seven in the morning. She got out of bed, got dressed, and headed to the Great Hall with her books. It was a Tuesday. Jesabelle usually liked Tuesdays, but the night's events kept replaying in her head, causing her blood shot eyes to tear up again.
Jesabelle inhaled deeply and walked into the Great Hall, surprised to see Harry at the Gryffindor table, poking at some scrambled eggs. There were roughly only twenty other people in the Great Hall. Jesabelle thought about skipping the meal, but her stomach grumbled in protest.
She sighed and walked into the Great Hall, being careful not to look at Harry when she seated herself at the Gryffindor table, putting as much distance as possible from Harry.
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Harry could not sleep, and when the seven o'clock rolled around, he just got out of bed, fixed himself up, and headed down to the Great Hall to think and possibly get a bite eat, though he did not have an appetite.
He was thinking about what he would say to Jesabelle. She would probably still be very down about the night before. He even thought that she's fake sick just for the day so she could recuperate.
He was stabbing at his eggs when Jesabelle walked in, not looking at him, trying to keep her face straight, but Harry could tell that she was hurting, and felt a pang of guilt.
He decided he might as well do it now, for seeing her sit there by herself hurt him so much he was going to burst.
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Harry got up from the bench and sat down in front of her.
Jesabelle pretended not to notice, but she knew that it was Harry who was sitting in front of her, probably to accuse her of some more false things. Surprisingly, even to herself, she was not angry with him, she was just sad that he did not try to let her talk, to explain herself the night before.
"Morning." Harry said.
"Morning Harry." Jesabelle said monotonously.
"Listen, can we talk?" Harry asked.
Jesabelle looked up at him from her plate and into his eyes. They were filled with apology. Jesabelle slowly nodded.
"I'm sorry about last night." Harry said. "I didn't try to let you talk, I didn't hear you out. I didn't even try to understand. I even accused you of something you were not."
"I'm sorry." Jesabelle said.
"For what?" Harry asked.
"For being a traitor, for loving Draco." Jesabelle said.
"I don't blame you for loving Mal-Draco." Harry said, taking Jesabelle's hands in his.
"You really are trying." Jesabelle said.
Harry smiled. "I am willing to put aside my hatred for Draco, because you love him. I mean, he must be a really great person if you fell in love with him." He said, squeezing Jesabelle's hands affectionately. "Ron and I willing to try to understand, if you'll forgive us."
Jesabelle smiled and tears formed in her eyes. "Are you sure?" she asked.
"Positive. But I'm willing to bet that it's going to take a while." Harry said jokingly.
Jesabelle cried tears of joy and hugged Harry from across the table.
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The others walked in to find Jesabelle and Harry laughing about something an hour later. But soon, they were all laughing and enjoying themselves.
Draco walked in to see them all at the Gryffindor table, enjoying their breakfast. He smiled; things were already beginning to get a bit better.
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Everyone was at the Great Hall at lunch. Harry was hurrying there from Potions, when he saw Draco ahead.
"Hey Draco!" Harry said.
Draco turned around, surprised at being addressed by his first name by Harry himself.
"Good afternoon Harry." Draco said.
"Listen," Harry said. "I'm willing to forgive you for all of things you have done to me and my friends. But you have to give me something in return."
"Done." Draco said.
"I just want you to love Jesabelle and take care of her. I know that it will be difficult because of your father. But just try your best and love her." Harry said.
"Of course Harry." Draco said.
Harry held out his hand and Draco shook it, sealing the agreement between them.
If there was anyone around, the event would have been historical. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had done something that no one would have ever thought would be done. They had reached a mutual understanding.
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I know, I was supposed to reveal another one of Jesabelle's secrets, but I found that this chapter was already long enough. I hope you all enjoyed it.
Please read and review!
Coming up on Chapter 19: One of Jesabelle's secrets will now be revealed.
