Unforgettable Fire
First of all, I would like to say that this took waaaay too long for me to update and that I am soo sorry. I feel so bad about it, and I promise that on other stories I will update more frequently. Thanks for all the support even though I haven't been writing very steadily!
Disclaimer: Not mine and never will be.
Warnings: Not much in this chapter... just a bit of kissing, but for those opposing slash, don't read!
Chapter Eleven: Closures and Epilogues
The next day Harry woke up to the sounds o an extremely irritated Ron. He carefully peeked out of his bed curtains, scared of what was to come. Judging from Ron's reaction yesterday, he wasn't too happy about who Harry was seeing. Ron was pacing around the small dormitory and mumbling obscenities underneath his breath. Neville, Dean, and Seamus weren't here to save him.
As the redhead came closer to the bed, Harry quickly retreated back into the curtains, careful not to make any more noise than necessary. Ron didn't' hear him, so he had a few minutes to think of what he could possibly say. He could picture the disaster now. Ron would yell at him about it for sure. At the mental image of a screaming Ron, Harry paled. This dilemma could not be good for his friendship.
Slowly, he moved back to a laying down position so that he could contemplate the situation. Yesterday he had been avoiding Ron at all costs after the kiss. The Talk would be harsh, but it would still be better to get it out of the way before potions on Monday, when Draco would be in the same room as both of them. After listening to Ron's grumbling a few minutes more, Harry faked a loud yawn. The second the sound left his mouth, his red curtains were flung open to reveal an equally as red Ron. Even his freckles seemed to be a rosy color.
"Meet me in the common room. Now." He turned around and stormed angrily out of the dorm, leaving Harry to himself. He haphazardly threw on a shirt and jeans before rushing into the common room. Taking too long would only make Ron angrier. To Harry's relief, Hermione was sitting next to Ron wither her hand loosely held in his. Hermione was usually beneficial to have around in an argument; she was a good mitigator. Maybe he would be okay, after all. He cleared his throat, and sat down in one of the cushy chairs that frequented the Gryffindor common room. An uneasy silence followed. Harry was starting to crack. Would they ever say anything? He was getting more and more nervous as the seconds ticked by.
"Good morning, Ron." It was a start. At least it wasn't completely silent anymore. But, unfortunately, that was not a good way to start this particular conversation. Before Harry had a chance to start explaining himself, the crazy psychopath known as Ronald Weasley was upon him in full force.
"Don't you 'good morning, Ron' me! Do you know what I saw yesterday? I think I'm scarred for life!" Harry knew perfectly well what Ron had seen, and it still embarrassed him.
"Ron, calm down. You promised me that this conversation would be civilized." Harry felt relief flow through him when Hermione cut in. Maybe he would be able to tell the whole story without being castrated.
"Well, D-draco and I are dating now, or at least I think we are." Harry cleared his throat nervously. "Er... actually, I have no idea where our relationship stands right now. We haven't really talked since yesterday." His cheeks were bright red. He hoped they were together. That would be really nice.
"WHAT?!? How can you not be sure if you are together with the git or not? If my eyes are going to suffer through seeing you two snogging and groping each other, then you damn well better be boyfriends!" There was a vein pulsing on Ron's forehead. Hermione let out a barely audible gasp.
"Ronald Weasley! You will apologize to Harry this instant! That was completely uncalled for!" Hermione looked offended at what Ron had said. That was no way to treat your best friend, no matter what the situation.
"Apologize for what? Oh, Harry, I am so dreadfully sorry that my eye sockets were burned to a crisp when I saw you and that Slytherin ass kissing yesterday. It was never my intention to be scarred for life!" The sarcasm was dripping off of Ron's statement. Hermione was throwing him a frosty stare, and Harry was starting to get a bit peeved. He tried not to let it show in his actions. If it did, it could only lead to more tension between him and Ron.
"Ron, I'm sorry-"
"You'd better be! Actually, you should be the sorriest man alive at the moment! My eyes are still hurting!" If Harry was trying to hide his anger before, he wasn't anymore. The last comment from Ron had made him snap. Ron's words were really grating on his nerves.
"I'm not sorry that you had to see me and Draco kissing! Right now, I'm sorry that you are so closed minded and that you can't accept it like a good friend would. Hermione has been so supportive of me throughout all of this, and all you can think about is yourself and how you are 'scarred'! I've had to go through much worse than what you are going through right now, and if you can't accept that I am Draco's boyfriend, then I suggest that you go find a new friend because I refuse to be miserable because of you! I am not going to be alone for you, Ron, even if you are my best friend!" Ron was absolutely flabbergasted; his face was pale and he looked shaken. Harry was very proud of himself, and Hermione was beaming at him. After a few minutes of shocked silence, Ron finally said something.
"So, how did you and the ferret get together anyway?" Ron was trying his hardest not to be nauseated at the thought.
~~~
The trio walked to breakfast afterwards with all hard feelings gone. Hermione and Ron were proudly holding hands and smiling at each other, while Harry was off in his own little world with Draco running through his thoughts. They walked in and sat at the Gryffindor table. Harry looked across the Great Hall at his boyfriend with a sloppy grin on his face. Draco quickly smiled back, trying to not draw attention to the two of them.
After a few minutes of quiet chatting between all of the students of Hogwarts, many owls started to flutter in. An owl landed in front of Harry with an impatient look on its face. He recognized it as the owl that Draco used. He quickly untied the letter and opened the envelope. He instantly recognized the flowing cursive as Draco's.
--- Harry-
Come see me in the astronomy tower today after lunch so that we can discuss some things. This time don't bring Hermione, though. I'll see you later.
Love, Draco
---
Harry was already looking forward to his meeting. After breakfast, he went to his dorms to finish all of his weekend assignments. He knew he wouldn't be having any free time tonight. He hoped that they would be able to finish the research for the ingredient so that he and Draco could (finally) have some privacy from Hermione. He was already anticipating another kiss from Draco.
As the hours ticked by, Harry became more nervous. What if Draco wanted to see him to tell him that it was a mistake? That would be horrible, and Harry knew he would never live it down. After wrapping up his Transfiguration homework, Harry went to lunch. He glanced across the hall and was relieved to see Draco smiling at him. Maybe there was hope yet.
He quickly ate his lunch; he wanted to see Draco as soon as possible. After he was finished he mumbled an excuse to Hermione and Ron about studying and headed towards the Astronomy Tower. As he opened the door he was greeted by a smiling Draco, and as the other boy moved towards him, Harry had to catch his breath. He felt a blush rising on his cheeks.
"Hello, Harry." Draco placed a warm kiss on the corner of his mouth before continuing. "I've been looking forward to seeing you alone all day." He kissed Harry fully on the lips, and Harry had no trouble returning the gesture eagerly. After a couple minutes of heaven, the two broke apart and looked each other in the eyes.
"Me, too, Draco." Harry smiled. He was so happy. And to think, just a while ago he was worried about Draco wanting to break up with him. He leaned in for another kiss. He could kiss Draco for hours, and that was just what he did.
~~~
About thirty minutes before dinner, Harry walked into the common room with a big smile on his face. He had just had a wonderful time with Draco, and he knew that there would probably be many more wonderful times to come. As he walked in, Ron looked up from his game of chess with Seamus. Noting his appearance, he started to speak.
"Hey, Harry... do I even want to know?" A smile from the brunette told Ron exactly what the answer was, and there was no further questioning. Harry went over to one of the couches in the common room and plopped down by Hermione. She looked at him, and smiled slightly.
"Did you have fun with Draco?" He blushed a rosy color.
"Actually, I did, and he told me to tell you that tonight we will be experimenting again just because we are so close to actually getting the mist."
"I trust you two have had practice." Harry blushed again. Hermione was really enjoying herself.
~~~
Harry walked beside Hermione on the way down to the cold dungeons. When they reached the door to the extra credit room, Harry knocked twice softly. The door slowly opened to reveal an excited looking Draco. There were many bubbling cauldrons on the tables that the extra credit potions room had.
"Hey, Potter." He smiled at Harry, showing that he was joking around, and then he slowly brushed his lips against the other boy's. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, while Hermione's excited look quickly turned to one of impatience.
"Not now, Draco. We have research to do." Draco scowled at her, and started to kiss Harry again, this time looking directly at Hermione. After a bit, he stopped.
"Why not? It is part of the research, isn't it?" He smirked. It was Hermione's turn to scowl. Harry had a smile on his face.
"You have to admit that Draco has a point there, Herm." Harry's eyes twinkled.
"Fine! Go ahead and kiss each other! But your mists better fuse next time! It seems as if you have had enough 'practice' at the kissing part!" Both of the boys rolled their eyes, used to these sorts of reactions from Hermione. There were a few minutes of silence, and then out of nowhere Hermione clapped her hands. "Well, we might as well get to work!" She gave Harry and Draco both a meaningful look, but there were too busy staring at each other to notice it. After a few more seconds she cleared her throat. That broke Draco out of his stupor.
"Oh yes, research," he mumbled. He then proceeded to walk over to Harry and kiss him. It was sweet and passion-filled at the same time, and left him wanting more. Hermione felt like a voyeur as she watched them circle their arms around each other when their kiss became more intense. Harry and Draco were completely lost in each other, their hands were starting to wander to naughty places.
"Harry! Draco! There is actually a point to this little snog besides your raging teenage hormones!" The kiss became a bit tamer, and then it stopped. Two voices murmured 'calidus nebulus' at the exact same time, as if they were sharing a mind. And then there were the mists, except this time it was only one mist glowing a bright white. It was so bright that it lit every corner of the dark room with its soft glow. It felt warm when Hermione quickly bottled it up for further experimentation.
~~~
The following weeks the trio tested and ran many different experiments on the flask of the mists, and, as Draco had predicted, it proved to be a very powerful catalyst towards most potions. They recorded their research, and handed it in to Professor Snape for further analysis (it was only so much students could test). He concluded the same thing that the three did, and sent in the information to the ministry under their names.
The mists became known as 'essence of passion' and are commonly used in potions around the world.
Harry Potter became a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (and a very good one at that). He and Draco Malfoy dated on and off for many years before finally settling down with each other in Hogwarts.
Draco Malfoy became a Potion's master, and after Snape retired he was the teacher at Hogwarts. He invented many other potions and became known as one of the greatest potions masters of the times.
Hermione Granger became the first muggleborn Minister of Magic, and spread her ideas of equality amongst all wizards. She married Ronald Weasley, and had 5 children, all with red, bushy hair.
~~~
Okay... I didn't know how to wrap it up, and I feel like it's about time that I give you the concluding chapter. I know it sucks, and I am sooooooo sorry. I feel so bad about the ending.
I would like to thank everyone for their support throughout the writing of this story, and I would especially like to thank my beta.
Love you lots, Marsky
First of all, I would like to say that this took waaaay too long for me to update and that I am soo sorry. I feel so bad about it, and I promise that on other stories I will update more frequently. Thanks for all the support even though I haven't been writing very steadily!
Disclaimer: Not mine and never will be.
Warnings: Not much in this chapter... just a bit of kissing, but for those opposing slash, don't read!
Chapter Eleven: Closures and Epilogues
The next day Harry woke up to the sounds o an extremely irritated Ron. He carefully peeked out of his bed curtains, scared of what was to come. Judging from Ron's reaction yesterday, he wasn't too happy about who Harry was seeing. Ron was pacing around the small dormitory and mumbling obscenities underneath his breath. Neville, Dean, and Seamus weren't here to save him.
As the redhead came closer to the bed, Harry quickly retreated back into the curtains, careful not to make any more noise than necessary. Ron didn't' hear him, so he had a few minutes to think of what he could possibly say. He could picture the disaster now. Ron would yell at him about it for sure. At the mental image of a screaming Ron, Harry paled. This dilemma could not be good for his friendship.
Slowly, he moved back to a laying down position so that he could contemplate the situation. Yesterday he had been avoiding Ron at all costs after the kiss. The Talk would be harsh, but it would still be better to get it out of the way before potions on Monday, when Draco would be in the same room as both of them. After listening to Ron's grumbling a few minutes more, Harry faked a loud yawn. The second the sound left his mouth, his red curtains were flung open to reveal an equally as red Ron. Even his freckles seemed to be a rosy color.
"Meet me in the common room. Now." He turned around and stormed angrily out of the dorm, leaving Harry to himself. He haphazardly threw on a shirt and jeans before rushing into the common room. Taking too long would only make Ron angrier. To Harry's relief, Hermione was sitting next to Ron wither her hand loosely held in his. Hermione was usually beneficial to have around in an argument; she was a good mitigator. Maybe he would be okay, after all. He cleared his throat, and sat down in one of the cushy chairs that frequented the Gryffindor common room. An uneasy silence followed. Harry was starting to crack. Would they ever say anything? He was getting more and more nervous as the seconds ticked by.
"Good morning, Ron." It was a start. At least it wasn't completely silent anymore. But, unfortunately, that was not a good way to start this particular conversation. Before Harry had a chance to start explaining himself, the crazy psychopath known as Ronald Weasley was upon him in full force.
"Don't you 'good morning, Ron' me! Do you know what I saw yesterday? I think I'm scarred for life!" Harry knew perfectly well what Ron had seen, and it still embarrassed him.
"Ron, calm down. You promised me that this conversation would be civilized." Harry felt relief flow through him when Hermione cut in. Maybe he would be able to tell the whole story without being castrated.
"Well, D-draco and I are dating now, or at least I think we are." Harry cleared his throat nervously. "Er... actually, I have no idea where our relationship stands right now. We haven't really talked since yesterday." His cheeks were bright red. He hoped they were together. That would be really nice.
"WHAT?!? How can you not be sure if you are together with the git or not? If my eyes are going to suffer through seeing you two snogging and groping each other, then you damn well better be boyfriends!" There was a vein pulsing on Ron's forehead. Hermione let out a barely audible gasp.
"Ronald Weasley! You will apologize to Harry this instant! That was completely uncalled for!" Hermione looked offended at what Ron had said. That was no way to treat your best friend, no matter what the situation.
"Apologize for what? Oh, Harry, I am so dreadfully sorry that my eye sockets were burned to a crisp when I saw you and that Slytherin ass kissing yesterday. It was never my intention to be scarred for life!" The sarcasm was dripping off of Ron's statement. Hermione was throwing him a frosty stare, and Harry was starting to get a bit peeved. He tried not to let it show in his actions. If it did, it could only lead to more tension between him and Ron.
"Ron, I'm sorry-"
"You'd better be! Actually, you should be the sorriest man alive at the moment! My eyes are still hurting!" If Harry was trying to hide his anger before, he wasn't anymore. The last comment from Ron had made him snap. Ron's words were really grating on his nerves.
"I'm not sorry that you had to see me and Draco kissing! Right now, I'm sorry that you are so closed minded and that you can't accept it like a good friend would. Hermione has been so supportive of me throughout all of this, and all you can think about is yourself and how you are 'scarred'! I've had to go through much worse than what you are going through right now, and if you can't accept that I am Draco's boyfriend, then I suggest that you go find a new friend because I refuse to be miserable because of you! I am not going to be alone for you, Ron, even if you are my best friend!" Ron was absolutely flabbergasted; his face was pale and he looked shaken. Harry was very proud of himself, and Hermione was beaming at him. After a few minutes of shocked silence, Ron finally said something.
"So, how did you and the ferret get together anyway?" Ron was trying his hardest not to be nauseated at the thought.
~~~
The trio walked to breakfast afterwards with all hard feelings gone. Hermione and Ron were proudly holding hands and smiling at each other, while Harry was off in his own little world with Draco running through his thoughts. They walked in and sat at the Gryffindor table. Harry looked across the Great Hall at his boyfriend with a sloppy grin on his face. Draco quickly smiled back, trying to not draw attention to the two of them.
After a few minutes of quiet chatting between all of the students of Hogwarts, many owls started to flutter in. An owl landed in front of Harry with an impatient look on its face. He recognized it as the owl that Draco used. He quickly untied the letter and opened the envelope. He instantly recognized the flowing cursive as Draco's.
--- Harry-
Come see me in the astronomy tower today after lunch so that we can discuss some things. This time don't bring Hermione, though. I'll see you later.
Love, Draco
---
Harry was already looking forward to his meeting. After breakfast, he went to his dorms to finish all of his weekend assignments. He knew he wouldn't be having any free time tonight. He hoped that they would be able to finish the research for the ingredient so that he and Draco could (finally) have some privacy from Hermione. He was already anticipating another kiss from Draco.
As the hours ticked by, Harry became more nervous. What if Draco wanted to see him to tell him that it was a mistake? That would be horrible, and Harry knew he would never live it down. After wrapping up his Transfiguration homework, Harry went to lunch. He glanced across the hall and was relieved to see Draco smiling at him. Maybe there was hope yet.
He quickly ate his lunch; he wanted to see Draco as soon as possible. After he was finished he mumbled an excuse to Hermione and Ron about studying and headed towards the Astronomy Tower. As he opened the door he was greeted by a smiling Draco, and as the other boy moved towards him, Harry had to catch his breath. He felt a blush rising on his cheeks.
"Hello, Harry." Draco placed a warm kiss on the corner of his mouth before continuing. "I've been looking forward to seeing you alone all day." He kissed Harry fully on the lips, and Harry had no trouble returning the gesture eagerly. After a couple minutes of heaven, the two broke apart and looked each other in the eyes.
"Me, too, Draco." Harry smiled. He was so happy. And to think, just a while ago he was worried about Draco wanting to break up with him. He leaned in for another kiss. He could kiss Draco for hours, and that was just what he did.
~~~
About thirty minutes before dinner, Harry walked into the common room with a big smile on his face. He had just had a wonderful time with Draco, and he knew that there would probably be many more wonderful times to come. As he walked in, Ron looked up from his game of chess with Seamus. Noting his appearance, he started to speak.
"Hey, Harry... do I even want to know?" A smile from the brunette told Ron exactly what the answer was, and there was no further questioning. Harry went over to one of the couches in the common room and plopped down by Hermione. She looked at him, and smiled slightly.
"Did you have fun with Draco?" He blushed a rosy color.
"Actually, I did, and he told me to tell you that tonight we will be experimenting again just because we are so close to actually getting the mist."
"I trust you two have had practice." Harry blushed again. Hermione was really enjoying herself.
~~~
Harry walked beside Hermione on the way down to the cold dungeons. When they reached the door to the extra credit room, Harry knocked twice softly. The door slowly opened to reveal an excited looking Draco. There were many bubbling cauldrons on the tables that the extra credit potions room had.
"Hey, Potter." He smiled at Harry, showing that he was joking around, and then he slowly brushed his lips against the other boy's. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, while Hermione's excited look quickly turned to one of impatience.
"Not now, Draco. We have research to do." Draco scowled at her, and started to kiss Harry again, this time looking directly at Hermione. After a bit, he stopped.
"Why not? It is part of the research, isn't it?" He smirked. It was Hermione's turn to scowl. Harry had a smile on his face.
"You have to admit that Draco has a point there, Herm." Harry's eyes twinkled.
"Fine! Go ahead and kiss each other! But your mists better fuse next time! It seems as if you have had enough 'practice' at the kissing part!" Both of the boys rolled their eyes, used to these sorts of reactions from Hermione. There were a few minutes of silence, and then out of nowhere Hermione clapped her hands. "Well, we might as well get to work!" She gave Harry and Draco both a meaningful look, but there were too busy staring at each other to notice it. After a few more seconds she cleared her throat. That broke Draco out of his stupor.
"Oh yes, research," he mumbled. He then proceeded to walk over to Harry and kiss him. It was sweet and passion-filled at the same time, and left him wanting more. Hermione felt like a voyeur as she watched them circle their arms around each other when their kiss became more intense. Harry and Draco were completely lost in each other, their hands were starting to wander to naughty places.
"Harry! Draco! There is actually a point to this little snog besides your raging teenage hormones!" The kiss became a bit tamer, and then it stopped. Two voices murmured 'calidus nebulus' at the exact same time, as if they were sharing a mind. And then there were the mists, except this time it was only one mist glowing a bright white. It was so bright that it lit every corner of the dark room with its soft glow. It felt warm when Hermione quickly bottled it up for further experimentation.
~~~
The following weeks the trio tested and ran many different experiments on the flask of the mists, and, as Draco had predicted, it proved to be a very powerful catalyst towards most potions. They recorded their research, and handed it in to Professor Snape for further analysis (it was only so much students could test). He concluded the same thing that the three did, and sent in the information to the ministry under their names.
The mists became known as 'essence of passion' and are commonly used in potions around the world.
Harry Potter became a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher (and a very good one at that). He and Draco Malfoy dated on and off for many years before finally settling down with each other in Hogwarts.
Draco Malfoy became a Potion's master, and after Snape retired he was the teacher at Hogwarts. He invented many other potions and became known as one of the greatest potions masters of the times.
Hermione Granger became the first muggleborn Minister of Magic, and spread her ideas of equality amongst all wizards. She married Ronald Weasley, and had 5 children, all with red, bushy hair.
~~~
Okay... I didn't know how to wrap it up, and I feel like it's about time that I give you the concluding chapter. I know it sucks, and I am sooooooo sorry. I feel so bad about the ending.
I would like to thank everyone for their support throughout the writing of this story, and I would especially like to thank my beta.
Love you lots, Marsky
