Author's Notes: Yet! Harry is finally thinking slashy thoughts. I thought
that I would never be able to fit it in anywhere. I hope that you enjoy
this installment of Unforgettable Fire. Please read ending author notes.
There is some stuff I need you to read. This chapter really sucks, so I
give everyone to flame me until I'm roasted (not that my sunburns haven't
already done that.).
Chapter Seven: Greenhouse Two
Friday morning, Draco woke up early. The cloak had somehow draped over him in the night, and he spazzed (very loudly) until he realized that half of his body WASN'T missing. He got dressed in his robes and started to trek down to the Great Hall with his book in hand. He didn't wait for Pansy to come with her simpering smile and commands for him to put on her makeup. From now on she was on her own in the beauty (actually, it was far from beauty) department.
As he was eating his sweet roll he saw Hermione walk in. He flashed a smirk, and mouthed 'I'm free!' before she sat down. She smiled. They could finally continue their research. He opened 'Getting Revenge on Annoying Enemies' and started to read. He was highly disappointed. All of these were pranks one would pull on a friend for a laugh, and none of them met Draco's evil standards. Damn. He would have to think of something on his own, and lately, he had been running out of devilish plans. He started to eat his eggs.
What could he do? Draco could get Potter to help him... that would work. Maybe he and Potter could do a little snogging in the process. Maybe the snogging could be the evil plan! It would surely make Pansy jealous. Ooh, and her facial expression would be priceless... not that that would matter compared to Potter's kiss. But it wouldn't work. That would only encourage Pug-face to spread rumors. And anyway, it's not like Potter would agree with his little scheme. He just didn't seem like the exhibitionist type of person. Also, this was *his* vengeance, not Potter's. Oh well, he could always dream. He would have to make a trip to the library this afternoon.
Then, Harry arrived in the hall closely followed by Weasel. Draco offered him a small smile, which was a very rare thing, and Harry smiled back. Ron wondered what Harry was grinning at, but before he could turn his head and see, Dumbledore stood to make an announcement.
"Tonight, at 9 O'clock all of the seventh years will have a Herbology lesson. You will meet at Greenhouse 2, and any tardy students will have house points deducted. Detentions that were originally going to take place will be void, and will not have to be served at a later date." A few Hufflepuffs sighed in relief. "Bring all of your supplies as well as a candle that has been charmed to give off no heat. You should have learned this in Charms at one point, but if you have forgotten, I advise you to ask Professor Flitwick before tonight. That is all." Draco scoffed at Dumbledore. He wouldn't be able to do any research tonight, and he had just stolen his journal back.
~~~
Harry had been watching Draco, and noticed (with a lot of satisfaction) that Pansy was avoiding him instead of attempting to molest him whenever it was possible. Draco must have done something, or at least have gotten the journal back. After Harry had stared a while, Draco discreetly winked at him. Harry wondered what the hell was going on, and he wondered why it mattered so much to him. He finished his meal and headed towards him classes. Draco would have to wait until the Herbology lesson tonight. Hagrid always asked him to help with the 'cute, little animals' that they would work with that day.
~~~
Draco's classes seemed very lengthy compared to the norm. Binns droned on about some bloody battle, and Draco didn't pay any attention at all. He was enjoying scheming against Pansy, and he noticed that her makeup looked absolutely horrid. He snickered. In his next class, Transfiguration, he threw little rolled up pieces of parchment at Pansy. McGonagall caught him and he received a detention. She was so biased towards the Gryffindors! If Potter had been doing that she wouldn't have cared! The rest of his day up to lunch passed without mishap, and after his meal he could finally talk to Hermione and Harry, whose invisibility cloak he still had.
He walked out towards Hagrid's house and on the way he ran into both of the people he was looking for. But Weasel was there. "Potter, Granger a word, please." It was straight to the point. That was exactly how Draco had wanted it to sound. After making sure Weasley wasn't eavesdropping, Draco briefly told both students that he had a detention tomorrow (But you just got the journal!) and that he would return Potter's invisibility cloak as soon as possible (Hey! When did you get that?). They continued on their way to class.
~~~
After class, Draco decided to go to the library. After hours of searching through the hundreds of dusty tomes contained on the shelves, Draco finally came across a book that looked promising. It was entitled 'A Guide to Gaining over an Enemy' by Andy Trams. Actually, all of the books that had looked promising had been called something similar, but this one seemed to have different and more valuable content.
After a few minutes of scanning through the book and reading the more promising pages, he found it. It was perfect! This would be so much fun to watch. The page read:
---
The Dirty Talk Curse
Discovered by Sir Ian Tibby
This curse will make the victim talk in a naughty manner for fifteen hours. The victim will be aware of what they are say- ing, but they will not be able to control themselves. The victim will remember what they said. The curse cannot be undone by a finite incantem unless it is the caster.
To activate this curse you must say 'blanditia' while pointing your wand at the victim's head. For side affects see pg. 271.
---
After tearing off the page, Draco returned the book to its original shelf and made his way to dinner. He didn't want to do this over the weekend (it would be a lot more fun when teachers had to interact with her), so his evil scheme would have to wait until Monday. The smirk on his face was fairly obvious.
~~~
Draco arrived at the Greenhouse at precisely 9 O'clock. He walked inside, and the first thing that he noticed were myriads of beautiful white blooms. They were big (about the size of his head) and had a tinge of pink at the end of their petals. He saw that there was a particularly large blossom by the Golden Trio, so he headed that way. Harry was there, too. That was just an added bonus. He wasn't very welcome, however.
"Malfoy! What the hell are you doing over here? I don't want a ferret sitting next to me!"
"I can sit wherever I want to, Weasel."
"The hell you can! I am sitting here, and there is no way that you are going to sit next to me!"
"Watch me, Weasley." Draco glared. He had temporarily forgotten about the Weasel's temper. He couldn't sit next to Harry and Hermione with him there. Ron's ears were turning a bright red color, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Move it, Malfoy. I refuse to sit next to you."
"Then stand the whole lesson. Actually, that would be better. I wouldn't have to put up with your menial existence." Ron was about to counter, before Harry butted in. Draco was glad, for this arguing was quite annoying. He just wanted to have one seat!
"Ron, I'll sit there. You can sit on the other side of Herm." After all of the students were settled, Mrs. Sprout entered. She was wearing robes in a garish green color with magenta flowers pinned on every once and a while. Draco thought that she really needed to get a sense of fashion. He leaned close to Harry and whispered, "She's wearing a nice outfit, isn't she?" He snickered. Harry gave him an amused glance before focusing on the teacher again.
~~~
Ron watched as Harry sat down by Malfoy, the smarmiest git of this generation. How DARE Malfoy sit there? Mrs. Sprout walked in. Ron saw Malfoy whisper something into Harry's ear. What the hell was Malfoy thinking? Ron glared at him, hoping that the sheer hatred behind the glower could burn a hole in Malfoy's pointy, aristocratic nose. A hole in Malfoy's face would be so funny. His glare lessened when Draco pulled away.
~~~
Draco was glad that it was Harry that was sitting next to him. This gave him time to inform the other of his plans, and possibly to get in a little flirting. He noticed that Potter was fascinated by the flowers. He stored that information away for later when it could possibly come in handy. He leaned over towards Harry again, and this time he whispered, "The flowers are very beautiful, aren't they?"
"Yes, they really are." Draco was enjoying the scent that drifted from Potter. It was so... Harry. He also liked to be so close to Harry. He could just move forward a little and his lips would be brushing against Harry's neck. He could so easily savor him, but he was just out of reach... always out of reach. He would never be able to have him. He would always have to know that Harry would never be his.
"Why do you like them so much?"
"Things that bloom at night are fascinating. It's so surreal, like a dream flower or something."
"That's a beautiful description. It's so fitting as well." Mrs. Sprout collected all of the essays, and then started her lesson.
"You will be partnered up with the person sitting next to you. Mr. Weasley with Mrs. Granger, Mr. Potter with Mr. Malfoy, et cetera. You will light your candles and I will extinguish the heat-giving candles. If your candle isn't charmed, I will know. Okay, everyone gather around your plant, and light your candles." Everyone lit their candles, and there was an ethereal glow around the small greenhouse.
~~~
Harry was slowly being driven insane by the warm puffs of breath by his ear. He could just scoot over a little bit and then Draco would be kissing his neck. He could smell the fresh scent curling around his senses, muddling his brain. Draco asked him a few question, and he answered. Harry didn't know what he said, because he was so lost in the sensation of Draco near his neck.
"-light your candles." He heard the last part of Mrs. Sprout's little speech. He lit his candle, and saw the wisps of silvery light in the dusty atmosphere. Draco looked like an angel, his hair was enhanced, and his eyes glowed brighter silver than usual. It was so beautiful. He felt that if he touched him, his beauty would crumble into a black dust. He was thinking about the angel sitting next to him for a long time. Every once in a while Harry felt a little caress on his hand, but when he looked over at Draco the other boy had a stoic expression on his face. Maybe it was just a trick of his imagination. Draco would never like someone like Harry... would he?
"Class, you are now dismissed. Please hand me your plants and your labs when you leave." On his way out Harry felt a hand sneak into his robe pocket and leave his cloak and a note. He looked over and saw eyes filled with... was that adoration? There was an endearing wink and a quiet whisper, "Read the note, Potter." He watched his angel leave, and then caught up with Hermione and Ron. Were they holding hands? Harry blinked, and then he saw them just talking normally. Maybe he was seeing things. It was late, after all.
~~~
Throughout the whole lesson Hermione had kept a close eye on Malfoy and Harry. She noticed the stray caresses that Malfoy administered to Harry. She noticed the dazed expression on Harry's face. She reveled in the loving gaze that Malfoy was directing at Harry. She smiled when she saw Malfoy whispering into Harry's ear. It was so sweet, and they would make such a delightful couple. She started scheming for a way to get them together. It only took about one second for her to come up with it. The raw passion would have to come into play.
~~~
Author's Notes: Sorry this chapter took so long. I have final exams this and next week, so the chapter will be delayed. I need some suggestions for leering comments from Pansy. Here is who I am pretty sure she will say something to: Potter
Longbottom
One (or both) of the Weasleys
Granger
Snape
I also need votes on which direction I should take this. Should Harry get a detention? Should he get a girlfriend, which in turn makes Draco more jealous than he already is? Should I have Harry figure out about Herm's relationship? Should Harry figure out about Draco's crush? You can also submit your own ideas on how the story should go. I really need them! Also, will you peeps that usually review help me set up something that can enable some snoggage? Will you help me choose a color for Harry's mist? I need something to work with. This is truly a sign of a lazy author. *blushes* I can't even come up with my own plots.
Also, a beta-reader is welcome (and needed).
Chapter Seven: Greenhouse Two
Friday morning, Draco woke up early. The cloak had somehow draped over him in the night, and he spazzed (very loudly) until he realized that half of his body WASN'T missing. He got dressed in his robes and started to trek down to the Great Hall with his book in hand. He didn't wait for Pansy to come with her simpering smile and commands for him to put on her makeup. From now on she was on her own in the beauty (actually, it was far from beauty) department.
As he was eating his sweet roll he saw Hermione walk in. He flashed a smirk, and mouthed 'I'm free!' before she sat down. She smiled. They could finally continue their research. He opened 'Getting Revenge on Annoying Enemies' and started to read. He was highly disappointed. All of these were pranks one would pull on a friend for a laugh, and none of them met Draco's evil standards. Damn. He would have to think of something on his own, and lately, he had been running out of devilish plans. He started to eat his eggs.
What could he do? Draco could get Potter to help him... that would work. Maybe he and Potter could do a little snogging in the process. Maybe the snogging could be the evil plan! It would surely make Pansy jealous. Ooh, and her facial expression would be priceless... not that that would matter compared to Potter's kiss. But it wouldn't work. That would only encourage Pug-face to spread rumors. And anyway, it's not like Potter would agree with his little scheme. He just didn't seem like the exhibitionist type of person. Also, this was *his* vengeance, not Potter's. Oh well, he could always dream. He would have to make a trip to the library this afternoon.
Then, Harry arrived in the hall closely followed by Weasel. Draco offered him a small smile, which was a very rare thing, and Harry smiled back. Ron wondered what Harry was grinning at, but before he could turn his head and see, Dumbledore stood to make an announcement.
"Tonight, at 9 O'clock all of the seventh years will have a Herbology lesson. You will meet at Greenhouse 2, and any tardy students will have house points deducted. Detentions that were originally going to take place will be void, and will not have to be served at a later date." A few Hufflepuffs sighed in relief. "Bring all of your supplies as well as a candle that has been charmed to give off no heat. You should have learned this in Charms at one point, but if you have forgotten, I advise you to ask Professor Flitwick before tonight. That is all." Draco scoffed at Dumbledore. He wouldn't be able to do any research tonight, and he had just stolen his journal back.
~~~
Harry had been watching Draco, and noticed (with a lot of satisfaction) that Pansy was avoiding him instead of attempting to molest him whenever it was possible. Draco must have done something, or at least have gotten the journal back. After Harry had stared a while, Draco discreetly winked at him. Harry wondered what the hell was going on, and he wondered why it mattered so much to him. He finished his meal and headed towards him classes. Draco would have to wait until the Herbology lesson tonight. Hagrid always asked him to help with the 'cute, little animals' that they would work with that day.
~~~
Draco's classes seemed very lengthy compared to the norm. Binns droned on about some bloody battle, and Draco didn't pay any attention at all. He was enjoying scheming against Pansy, and he noticed that her makeup looked absolutely horrid. He snickered. In his next class, Transfiguration, he threw little rolled up pieces of parchment at Pansy. McGonagall caught him and he received a detention. She was so biased towards the Gryffindors! If Potter had been doing that she wouldn't have cared! The rest of his day up to lunch passed without mishap, and after his meal he could finally talk to Hermione and Harry, whose invisibility cloak he still had.
He walked out towards Hagrid's house and on the way he ran into both of the people he was looking for. But Weasel was there. "Potter, Granger a word, please." It was straight to the point. That was exactly how Draco had wanted it to sound. After making sure Weasley wasn't eavesdropping, Draco briefly told both students that he had a detention tomorrow (But you just got the journal!) and that he would return Potter's invisibility cloak as soon as possible (Hey! When did you get that?). They continued on their way to class.
~~~
After class, Draco decided to go to the library. After hours of searching through the hundreds of dusty tomes contained on the shelves, Draco finally came across a book that looked promising. It was entitled 'A Guide to Gaining over an Enemy' by Andy Trams. Actually, all of the books that had looked promising had been called something similar, but this one seemed to have different and more valuable content.
After a few minutes of scanning through the book and reading the more promising pages, he found it. It was perfect! This would be so much fun to watch. The page read:
---
The Dirty Talk Curse
Discovered by Sir Ian Tibby
This curse will make the victim talk in a naughty manner for fifteen hours. The victim will be aware of what they are say- ing, but they will not be able to control themselves. The victim will remember what they said. The curse cannot be undone by a finite incantem unless it is the caster.
To activate this curse you must say 'blanditia' while pointing your wand at the victim's head. For side affects see pg. 271.
---
After tearing off the page, Draco returned the book to its original shelf and made his way to dinner. He didn't want to do this over the weekend (it would be a lot more fun when teachers had to interact with her), so his evil scheme would have to wait until Monday. The smirk on his face was fairly obvious.
~~~
Draco arrived at the Greenhouse at precisely 9 O'clock. He walked inside, and the first thing that he noticed were myriads of beautiful white blooms. They were big (about the size of his head) and had a tinge of pink at the end of their petals. He saw that there was a particularly large blossom by the Golden Trio, so he headed that way. Harry was there, too. That was just an added bonus. He wasn't very welcome, however.
"Malfoy! What the hell are you doing over here? I don't want a ferret sitting next to me!"
"I can sit wherever I want to, Weasel."
"The hell you can! I am sitting here, and there is no way that you are going to sit next to me!"
"Watch me, Weasley." Draco glared. He had temporarily forgotten about the Weasel's temper. He couldn't sit next to Harry and Hermione with him there. Ron's ears were turning a bright red color, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
"Move it, Malfoy. I refuse to sit next to you."
"Then stand the whole lesson. Actually, that would be better. I wouldn't have to put up with your menial existence." Ron was about to counter, before Harry butted in. Draco was glad, for this arguing was quite annoying. He just wanted to have one seat!
"Ron, I'll sit there. You can sit on the other side of Herm." After all of the students were settled, Mrs. Sprout entered. She was wearing robes in a garish green color with magenta flowers pinned on every once and a while. Draco thought that she really needed to get a sense of fashion. He leaned close to Harry and whispered, "She's wearing a nice outfit, isn't she?" He snickered. Harry gave him an amused glance before focusing on the teacher again.
~~~
Ron watched as Harry sat down by Malfoy, the smarmiest git of this generation. How DARE Malfoy sit there? Mrs. Sprout walked in. Ron saw Malfoy whisper something into Harry's ear. What the hell was Malfoy thinking? Ron glared at him, hoping that the sheer hatred behind the glower could burn a hole in Malfoy's pointy, aristocratic nose. A hole in Malfoy's face would be so funny. His glare lessened when Draco pulled away.
~~~
Draco was glad that it was Harry that was sitting next to him. This gave him time to inform the other of his plans, and possibly to get in a little flirting. He noticed that Potter was fascinated by the flowers. He stored that information away for later when it could possibly come in handy. He leaned over towards Harry again, and this time he whispered, "The flowers are very beautiful, aren't they?"
"Yes, they really are." Draco was enjoying the scent that drifted from Potter. It was so... Harry. He also liked to be so close to Harry. He could just move forward a little and his lips would be brushing against Harry's neck. He could so easily savor him, but he was just out of reach... always out of reach. He would never be able to have him. He would always have to know that Harry would never be his.
"Why do you like them so much?"
"Things that bloom at night are fascinating. It's so surreal, like a dream flower or something."
"That's a beautiful description. It's so fitting as well." Mrs. Sprout collected all of the essays, and then started her lesson.
"You will be partnered up with the person sitting next to you. Mr. Weasley with Mrs. Granger, Mr. Potter with Mr. Malfoy, et cetera. You will light your candles and I will extinguish the heat-giving candles. If your candle isn't charmed, I will know. Okay, everyone gather around your plant, and light your candles." Everyone lit their candles, and there was an ethereal glow around the small greenhouse.
~~~
Harry was slowly being driven insane by the warm puffs of breath by his ear. He could just scoot over a little bit and then Draco would be kissing his neck. He could smell the fresh scent curling around his senses, muddling his brain. Draco asked him a few question, and he answered. Harry didn't know what he said, because he was so lost in the sensation of Draco near his neck.
"-light your candles." He heard the last part of Mrs. Sprout's little speech. He lit his candle, and saw the wisps of silvery light in the dusty atmosphere. Draco looked like an angel, his hair was enhanced, and his eyes glowed brighter silver than usual. It was so beautiful. He felt that if he touched him, his beauty would crumble into a black dust. He was thinking about the angel sitting next to him for a long time. Every once in a while Harry felt a little caress on his hand, but when he looked over at Draco the other boy had a stoic expression on his face. Maybe it was just a trick of his imagination. Draco would never like someone like Harry... would he?
"Class, you are now dismissed. Please hand me your plants and your labs when you leave." On his way out Harry felt a hand sneak into his robe pocket and leave his cloak and a note. He looked over and saw eyes filled with... was that adoration? There was an endearing wink and a quiet whisper, "Read the note, Potter." He watched his angel leave, and then caught up with Hermione and Ron. Were they holding hands? Harry blinked, and then he saw them just talking normally. Maybe he was seeing things. It was late, after all.
~~~
Throughout the whole lesson Hermione had kept a close eye on Malfoy and Harry. She noticed the stray caresses that Malfoy administered to Harry. She noticed the dazed expression on Harry's face. She reveled in the loving gaze that Malfoy was directing at Harry. She smiled when she saw Malfoy whispering into Harry's ear. It was so sweet, and they would make such a delightful couple. She started scheming for a way to get them together. It only took about one second for her to come up with it. The raw passion would have to come into play.
~~~
Author's Notes: Sorry this chapter took so long. I have final exams this and next week, so the chapter will be delayed. I need some suggestions for leering comments from Pansy. Here is who I am pretty sure she will say something to: Potter
Longbottom
One (or both) of the Weasleys
Granger
Snape
I also need votes on which direction I should take this. Should Harry get a detention? Should he get a girlfriend, which in turn makes Draco more jealous than he already is? Should I have Harry figure out about Herm's relationship? Should Harry figure out about Draco's crush? You can also submit your own ideas on how the story should go. I really need them! Also, will you peeps that usually review help me set up something that can enable some snoggage? Will you help me choose a color for Harry's mist? I need something to work with. This is truly a sign of a lazy author. *blushes* I can't even come up with my own plots.
Also, a beta-reader is welcome (and needed).
