Author's note: I'm so sorry!!! I've not updated for ages!!! Sorry! I've
been having an exam per day in the last two weeks. It'll never happen
again!!
The Spanish version of this fic is almost over.9 chapters and 118 reviews!!! come on!!! you have to surpass them!!! Answers to the reviews:
EMELINE: Draco will know.in the next chapter!!! but don't worry, in this one someone learns about Harry's secret.and it's not who you think(I hope!)kisses..
MADKORNFAN: here's more!!!
SOLITARY CROSS: I ended there.a cliffhanger(though I didn't pretend that!).Hope you like it!!!
SLYTHERIN COOL: so you think it's a cliffhanger as well? I didn't think so!!
ZEYNEL: everything you ask is in this chapter.except the part where Draco knows it was Harry..that will come, in time.As for the SB/SS.I find it fantastic, in a twisted way.but Siri will have a bit of something with someone.in the future.*grins*
AVAPOUHI: of course it was him(they are the best pairing ever).Find out here!!
WHO: more for you!!!
Enjoy!!!
SLEEPING BLONDE BEAUTY
Vanilla smell
The following morning, Snape entered the Great Hall looking worse than ever(even if his appearance was always somewhat horrible).he had dark rings under his eyes and he couldn't speak properly. If a random slytherin was asked, he or she would tell about horrible curses and an abuse of the word in the dungeons very late last night.
For some reason, Snape's new harsh voice creeped Harry even more than the usual one. But Ron found it really funny, 'cause he said Snape sounded nasal. And if you thought about it, a Snape with nasal voice was hilarious.
The poor professor had a bad day. During breakfast, professor Lupin received a howler that, apart from utterly embarrass the Potions professor, said something about the golden-eyed werewolf bringing shame to the Marauders. However, the message was lost between the general laughter, the blush on the professors face and the horrified squeal of Draco Malfoy, who everyone had forgot about-he didn't know.
The Potions professor spent the day giving detentions, ending spectacularly with two of them for the Head boy and Girl; but even the slytherins admitted that it had been worth it, and the list of people who looked upon Sirius Black as a god or as God(AN: I'm on that one ^-^)lengthened. Not only he had achieved that there wasn't DADA class that day but also what not even the Weasley Twins had achieved: make Snape blush.******************************************************************
The days went on. Typical things of a High School full of hormonal teen happened: Padma Patil and Justin Finch-Fletchley played the lead in a scandal during a round of tequila at the three Broomsticks a Friday night; Snape and Lupin continued their relationship, not hiding it anymore(what was the point, anyway ); the slytherin girls were dripping in vanilla cologne, from head to toe, so it was dreadful to get near one of them in less than 10 feet. So, after a week of making a fool of themselves (pointlessly, for the other Houses)they quit it.
A week and a half after the kiss took place Seamus and Zabini's break-up. It was a very eventful break-up, during which Zabini told Seam he had only been a quick shag and ;and Seam threw a Shepperd's Pie at his face, thus starting a fantastic food fight that ended in disaster when Snape entered the Great Hall and slipped over pumpkin juice. Everybody was given detention and it was double for Ron, 'cause he couldn't stop laughing, even when it was given to him.
And it was precisely two weeks after day K(of Kiss, obviously)when trouble knocked the door.***************************************************************
Pansy Parkinson was walking around the school. She was wondering what kind of makeup remover would clean better garminia make up(pure philosophy) when Potter and Weasley rounded the corner, dressed in quidditch robes. Pansy put on immediately a mask of disdain and decided to ignore them. As she walked pass them, her own nose discovered something very peculiar and known. She turned scornful:
"Really, Potter.I thought you could sink no lower. What have you bought vanilla cologne for? Do you think he'll notice you? Acknowledge your existence?" She gave a very unpleasant smile, marvelling at her won skills to be hateful.
Potter looked at her, confused "Ermmmm.what?"
"Look, Potter, stop being an idiot, we were the first ones to do it, thinking he would fall for us."
Weasley looked impatient. "Look, Parkinson, if you're unable to make any sense, go annoy the other snakes. We have quidditch practise."
"You too, Weasley? I didn't expect it from you" Pansy looked at him, cruelly "Perhaps you decided to change preference seeing the attention that Mudblood Granger pays to you."
"You filthy bitch!", shouted Ron, but didn't hit her or anything.
Now it was Potter who looked exasperated:
"Look, Pansy, I don't know what you expect from all this but we're in a hurry. Go away. I've had this cologne way before you mad bitches began wearing it. And just so you know, in the bottle is written ". And he turned on his heels "Come on, Ron."
Pansy froze. No. It couldn't be.
She stretched out her arm and grabbed his. "Are you saying that you've had that cologne since before this month?" she squeaked "before the potion's accident?"
Potter looked a bit nervous now "Since before the beginning of the year. It was a birthday gift from Dean Thomas."
Impossible.
She made her grip on his arm stronger and started to drag him along the corridor, in the opposite direction.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing, Parkinson? I have quidditch practise!"
But Pansy ignored him "you've to come with me, Potter. We have to talk."
"What?!" shouted Weasley, indignantly "You come here insulting our friend and."
"I'll return him to you later, Weasley!" she shouted from afar. And she dragged Potter to a deserted classroom.
*Is it possible.?* she wondered, looking at the boy's face.
"Go inside, Potter. We have to talk" she repeated. The boy arched an eyebrow. Pansy understood and gave an exasperated sigh "No, Potter, I'm not going to rape you. Sorry. You're not my type."
Potter shrugged and entered the classroom. Pansy followed him inside. She locked the door with a Lock Spell and a Silencing Charm, thinking that that had a very long conversation ahead.*****************************************************************
Harry sat down on a table inside the classroom, and looked to the crazy slytherin girl that had dragged him all the way there. The girl looked very upset and he wondered if he would be able to avoid the slytherin's usually evasive way of speaking.
The girl approached him "Where were you and what did you do the night that Draco woke up?"
Guess so.
Harry tried not to blush and failed terribly. "I was in my bed, sleeping."
"Sure" The girl's penetrating gaze was making him nervous. "It must have been really disturbing that Finnigan wasn't there but with us in Slytherin."
Harry's eye twitched "Yeah. Imagine.in your House. It was horrible. Shocking, too. After all, he's my friend."
"Specially if Finnigan WAS in Gryffindor, writing a letter to Blaise."
Harry paled. The colour change made him look like a traffic-light. "Oh, right. Sorry. Mixed up nights. Yeah, that's right. I remember him writing a letter to Zabini. But I didn't see him finish it. I went to bed before that."
"Ummm.." The girl looked thoughtful. "Well, if you saw and heard him you should be able to tell me something about that letter."
Harry took a deep breath, trying to recall what little Seam had told them about it. "Well.it started with something like:.and then it said something about Potions class.and something about dinner.and it ended with:I hope you don't moult before I touch those scales of yours again. or something as horrible."
"Didn't you say that you went to bed before the end?". Triumph was clear in her black eyes.
Harry didn't know what to say.*********************************************
The slytherin girl walked around the classroom with a frown on her face. On one hand she ought to say it and utterly humiliate Potter and ruin his reputation(like all good slytherins do).But on the other.
"Say, Potter: why did you kiss Draco?"
The green-eyed boy was horrified . He wasn't expecting something that.un- slytherin. "W-what? W-what are y-you t-t-talking about, P-Pansy? I didn't."
"Sure, Potter. It's out, now. You've given away yourself. I want the truth."
"I don't think."
"Answer me, Potter! I already know you don't think!! You're the one wasting your time, not me!! And you won't go till I know what happened, you can be sure of that"
The gryffindor looked thoughtful.
"I.I don't know" he finally said "I entered the Hall and the moonlight made him look like." he faltered.
"Like what, Potter?" asked the girl, enjoying every bit of his uneasiness.
"No.nothing" answered the boy, incredibly embarrassed.
"Like what? Answer me, Potter. Like what? What? What did he look like? Tell me!!!"
"All right!!" shouted the boy "An angel, ok?". He blushed deeper, if that was possible "A fucking angel. Are you happy now?"
The girl evaluated him. Harry grew more and more uncomfortable 'cause it seemed she was checking him out. Then she smiled. A real smile, of real pleasure.
"Very much"************************************************************
The gryffindor tried unsuccessfully to make his cheeks go back to their natural colour. After a while of looking at the other in silence, the girl sighed.
"Look, Potter. I'm going to help you but only for Draco's own good." She caressed her hair, distractedly. "Contrary to popular belief, apart from liking him he's my friend and I love him for that. But contrary to popular belief, he hasn't got a clue about what love is. Sex, yeah. But love.he wouldn't recognize it if it danced around him with a pack of crazy naked Dumbledores." The boy looked nauseated "He needs as much help as you. Perhaps more, as he's a complete and utter moron." Harry blinked "we must start by making him acknowledge your existence."
"Soooo..what are you going to help me with?"
The blonde girl looked at him as if he were retarded. Which he probably was. "Isn't it obvious? To make him proclaim his undying love for you."
Harry became horrified, which seemed to happen a lot, recently. "What?! No way!! What do you think? That I like Malfoy? Are you MAD?!! Hell no!!!"
"Kisses don't lie, Potter" she said, calmly.
"I've heard enough" said the quidditch player, annoyed "I'm leaving. I'm powerful enough to break your spell."
The girl knew this was probably true and said quickly:
"So it doesn't matter that since that night he dreams every night with his unknown saviour, kissing him. That he knows it's male and doesn't mind. That he misses your smell."
The gryffindor looked flabbergasted "Malfoy knows my smell?" he said, unbelieving.
"Why do you think we slytherin girls were all smelling of vanilla, Potter? Draco told us and we thought he would fall for one of us if we smelt like that. But soon it was clear that he really cared for that person and we backed away." Seeing Harry's incredulous gaze she added "Contrary to popular belief we slytherins are not rubbish" she said, sarcastically "not to those who are on our side. The problem is that no one is on our side except other slytherins. Do you understand?" Harry nodded. The girl sighed. "As you can see, people in the light side are as inclined to prejudge as those on the dark."
"Not for Dumbledore" said Harry, defending the old man "He believes no one is evil until he or she proved it."
"Typical gryffindor trust. Only a gryffindor could be that trustful" chuckled Pansy, without malice. However, Harry looked offended. "And that trustworthy" she added, smiling at him. The boy's face lit up.
*Wow, he isn't bad looking when he smiles. Who would have thought.?*
"You know what, pansy? You're pretty" he said it with such surprise that instead of being offended pansy was amused.
"Thanks for early realisation, Potter". Both of them grinned at the other.
"Don't you get tired of being.ummm.unfriendly?" asked Harry, truly curious.
Pansy sighed and for a moment she seemed much more mature than him "God..it's so difficult sometimes." then she changed her face to a mask of hardness. " We are changing the subject. The thing is that I'll try to make you enter his world as something more that wonder boy"
"How?" asked Harry, resigned to follow her lead.
"Like this" said the girl, taking his hand "From now on we're official friends, Potter" Harry laughed and shook her hand.
They went out after breaking the spells. They were about to part ways when Harry turned to look at her.
"Pansy.you've done something noble for Draco..that's very gryffindor-ish, be careful." He joked, softly.
She laughed softly as well "Ay, Potter!! Stop being so trustful, that's bad at war time" she looked up at him and decided to do it. So what? She had already broken that day every single rule of the . What did it matter to do EVEN a good did(like bright up someone's day)? "A Malfoy in love is not something you see everyday."
And she left, smiling at the surprised look on the boy's face. She was feeling horribly good, and that in itself was unnerving. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do that more often. In secret, of course. She had a reputation to maintain.
The boy was left alone in the deserted corridor. The surprise turned little by little into a goofy grin.
She had brighten up his day.
AN: I've fixed the - for " in every chapter!!! Next chapter: Draco learns the identity of his saviour!!!
REVIEWS, please!!!!
The Spanish version of this fic is almost over.9 chapters and 118 reviews!!! come on!!! you have to surpass them!!! Answers to the reviews:
EMELINE: Draco will know.in the next chapter!!! but don't worry, in this one someone learns about Harry's secret.and it's not who you think(I hope!)kisses..
MADKORNFAN: here's more!!!
SOLITARY CROSS: I ended there.a cliffhanger(though I didn't pretend that!).Hope you like it!!!
SLYTHERIN COOL: so you think it's a cliffhanger as well? I didn't think so!!
ZEYNEL: everything you ask is in this chapter.except the part where Draco knows it was Harry..that will come, in time.As for the SB/SS.I find it fantastic, in a twisted way.but Siri will have a bit of something with someone.in the future.*grins*
AVAPOUHI: of course it was him(they are the best pairing ever).Find out here!!
WHO: more for you!!!
Enjoy!!!
SLEEPING BLONDE BEAUTY
Vanilla smell
The following morning, Snape entered the Great Hall looking worse than ever(even if his appearance was always somewhat horrible).he had dark rings under his eyes and he couldn't speak properly. If a random slytherin was asked, he or she would tell about horrible curses and an abuse of the word in the dungeons very late last night.
For some reason, Snape's new harsh voice creeped Harry even more than the usual one. But Ron found it really funny, 'cause he said Snape sounded nasal. And if you thought about it, a Snape with nasal voice was hilarious.
The poor professor had a bad day. During breakfast, professor Lupin received a howler that, apart from utterly embarrass the Potions professor, said something about the golden-eyed werewolf bringing shame to the Marauders. However, the message was lost between the general laughter, the blush on the professors face and the horrified squeal of Draco Malfoy, who everyone had forgot about-he didn't know.
The Potions professor spent the day giving detentions, ending spectacularly with two of them for the Head boy and Girl; but even the slytherins admitted that it had been worth it, and the list of people who looked upon Sirius Black as a god or as God(AN: I'm on that one ^-^)lengthened. Not only he had achieved that there wasn't DADA class that day but also what not even the Weasley Twins had achieved: make Snape blush.******************************************************************
The days went on. Typical things of a High School full of hormonal teen happened: Padma Patil and Justin Finch-Fletchley played the lead in a scandal during a round of tequila at the three Broomsticks a Friday night; Snape and Lupin continued their relationship, not hiding it anymore(what was the point, anyway ); the slytherin girls were dripping in vanilla cologne, from head to toe, so it was dreadful to get near one of them in less than 10 feet. So, after a week of making a fool of themselves (pointlessly, for the other Houses)they quit it.
A week and a half after the kiss took place Seamus and Zabini's break-up. It was a very eventful break-up, during which Zabini told Seam he had only been a quick shag and ;and Seam threw a Shepperd's Pie at his face, thus starting a fantastic food fight that ended in disaster when Snape entered the Great Hall and slipped over pumpkin juice. Everybody was given detention and it was double for Ron, 'cause he couldn't stop laughing, even when it was given to him.
And it was precisely two weeks after day K(of Kiss, obviously)when trouble knocked the door.***************************************************************
Pansy Parkinson was walking around the school. She was wondering what kind of makeup remover would clean better garminia make up(pure philosophy) when Potter and Weasley rounded the corner, dressed in quidditch robes. Pansy put on immediately a mask of disdain and decided to ignore them. As she walked pass them, her own nose discovered something very peculiar and known. She turned scornful:
"Really, Potter.I thought you could sink no lower. What have you bought vanilla cologne for? Do you think he'll notice you? Acknowledge your existence?" She gave a very unpleasant smile, marvelling at her won skills to be hateful.
Potter looked at her, confused "Ermmmm.what?"
"Look, Potter, stop being an idiot, we were the first ones to do it, thinking he would fall for us."
Weasley looked impatient. "Look, Parkinson, if you're unable to make any sense, go annoy the other snakes. We have quidditch practise."
"You too, Weasley? I didn't expect it from you" Pansy looked at him, cruelly "Perhaps you decided to change preference seeing the attention that Mudblood Granger pays to you."
"You filthy bitch!", shouted Ron, but didn't hit her or anything.
Now it was Potter who looked exasperated:
"Look, Pansy, I don't know what you expect from all this but we're in a hurry. Go away. I've had this cologne way before you mad bitches began wearing it. And just so you know, in the bottle is written ". And he turned on his heels "Come on, Ron."
Pansy froze. No. It couldn't be.
She stretched out her arm and grabbed his. "Are you saying that you've had that cologne since before this month?" she squeaked "before the potion's accident?"
Potter looked a bit nervous now "Since before the beginning of the year. It was a birthday gift from Dean Thomas."
Impossible.
She made her grip on his arm stronger and started to drag him along the corridor, in the opposite direction.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing, Parkinson? I have quidditch practise!"
But Pansy ignored him "you've to come with me, Potter. We have to talk."
"What?!" shouted Weasley, indignantly "You come here insulting our friend and."
"I'll return him to you later, Weasley!" she shouted from afar. And she dragged Potter to a deserted classroom.
*Is it possible.?* she wondered, looking at the boy's face.
"Go inside, Potter. We have to talk" she repeated. The boy arched an eyebrow. Pansy understood and gave an exasperated sigh "No, Potter, I'm not going to rape you. Sorry. You're not my type."
Potter shrugged and entered the classroom. Pansy followed him inside. She locked the door with a Lock Spell and a Silencing Charm, thinking that that had a very long conversation ahead.*****************************************************************
Harry sat down on a table inside the classroom, and looked to the crazy slytherin girl that had dragged him all the way there. The girl looked very upset and he wondered if he would be able to avoid the slytherin's usually evasive way of speaking.
The girl approached him "Where were you and what did you do the night that Draco woke up?"
Guess so.
Harry tried not to blush and failed terribly. "I was in my bed, sleeping."
"Sure" The girl's penetrating gaze was making him nervous. "It must have been really disturbing that Finnigan wasn't there but with us in Slytherin."
Harry's eye twitched "Yeah. Imagine.in your House. It was horrible. Shocking, too. After all, he's my friend."
"Specially if Finnigan WAS in Gryffindor, writing a letter to Blaise."
Harry paled. The colour change made him look like a traffic-light. "Oh, right. Sorry. Mixed up nights. Yeah, that's right. I remember him writing a letter to Zabini. But I didn't see him finish it. I went to bed before that."
"Ummm.." The girl looked thoughtful. "Well, if you saw and heard him you should be able to tell me something about that letter."
Harry took a deep breath, trying to recall what little Seam had told them about it. "Well.it started with something like:.and then it said something about Potions class.and something about dinner.and it ended with:I hope you don't moult before I touch those scales of yours again. or something as horrible."
"Didn't you say that you went to bed before the end?". Triumph was clear in her black eyes.
Harry didn't know what to say.*********************************************
The slytherin girl walked around the classroom with a frown on her face. On one hand she ought to say it and utterly humiliate Potter and ruin his reputation(like all good slytherins do).But on the other.
"Say, Potter: why did you kiss Draco?"
The green-eyed boy was horrified . He wasn't expecting something that.un- slytherin. "W-what? W-what are y-you t-t-talking about, P-Pansy? I didn't."
"Sure, Potter. It's out, now. You've given away yourself. I want the truth."
"I don't think."
"Answer me, Potter! I already know you don't think!! You're the one wasting your time, not me!! And you won't go till I know what happened, you can be sure of that"
The gryffindor looked thoughtful.
"I.I don't know" he finally said "I entered the Hall and the moonlight made him look like." he faltered.
"Like what, Potter?" asked the girl, enjoying every bit of his uneasiness.
"No.nothing" answered the boy, incredibly embarrassed.
"Like what? Answer me, Potter. Like what? What? What did he look like? Tell me!!!"
"All right!!" shouted the boy "An angel, ok?". He blushed deeper, if that was possible "A fucking angel. Are you happy now?"
The girl evaluated him. Harry grew more and more uncomfortable 'cause it seemed she was checking him out. Then she smiled. A real smile, of real pleasure.
"Very much"************************************************************
The gryffindor tried unsuccessfully to make his cheeks go back to their natural colour. After a while of looking at the other in silence, the girl sighed.
"Look, Potter. I'm going to help you but only for Draco's own good." She caressed her hair, distractedly. "Contrary to popular belief, apart from liking him he's my friend and I love him for that. But contrary to popular belief, he hasn't got a clue about what love is. Sex, yeah. But love.he wouldn't recognize it if it danced around him with a pack of crazy naked Dumbledores." The boy looked nauseated "He needs as much help as you. Perhaps more, as he's a complete and utter moron." Harry blinked "we must start by making him acknowledge your existence."
"Soooo..what are you going to help me with?"
The blonde girl looked at him as if he were retarded. Which he probably was. "Isn't it obvious? To make him proclaim his undying love for you."
Harry became horrified, which seemed to happen a lot, recently. "What?! No way!! What do you think? That I like Malfoy? Are you MAD?!! Hell no!!!"
"Kisses don't lie, Potter" she said, calmly.
"I've heard enough" said the quidditch player, annoyed "I'm leaving. I'm powerful enough to break your spell."
The girl knew this was probably true and said quickly:
"So it doesn't matter that since that night he dreams every night with his unknown saviour, kissing him. That he knows it's male and doesn't mind. That he misses your smell."
The gryffindor looked flabbergasted "Malfoy knows my smell?" he said, unbelieving.
"Why do you think we slytherin girls were all smelling of vanilla, Potter? Draco told us and we thought he would fall for one of us if we smelt like that. But soon it was clear that he really cared for that person and we backed away." Seeing Harry's incredulous gaze she added "Contrary to popular belief we slytherins are not rubbish" she said, sarcastically "not to those who are on our side. The problem is that no one is on our side except other slytherins. Do you understand?" Harry nodded. The girl sighed. "As you can see, people in the light side are as inclined to prejudge as those on the dark."
"Not for Dumbledore" said Harry, defending the old man "He believes no one is evil until he or she proved it."
"Typical gryffindor trust. Only a gryffindor could be that trustful" chuckled Pansy, without malice. However, Harry looked offended. "And that trustworthy" she added, smiling at him. The boy's face lit up.
*Wow, he isn't bad looking when he smiles. Who would have thought.?*
"You know what, pansy? You're pretty" he said it with such surprise that instead of being offended pansy was amused.
"Thanks for early realisation, Potter". Both of them grinned at the other.
"Don't you get tired of being.ummm.unfriendly?" asked Harry, truly curious.
Pansy sighed and for a moment she seemed much more mature than him "God..it's so difficult sometimes." then she changed her face to a mask of hardness. " We are changing the subject. The thing is that I'll try to make you enter his world as something more that wonder boy"
"How?" asked Harry, resigned to follow her lead.
"Like this" said the girl, taking his hand "From now on we're official friends, Potter" Harry laughed and shook her hand.
They went out after breaking the spells. They were about to part ways when Harry turned to look at her.
"Pansy.you've done something noble for Draco..that's very gryffindor-ish, be careful." He joked, softly.
She laughed softly as well "Ay, Potter!! Stop being so trustful, that's bad at war time" she looked up at him and decided to do it. So what? She had already broken that day every single rule of the . What did it matter to do EVEN a good did(like bright up someone's day)? "A Malfoy in love is not something you see everyday."
And she left, smiling at the surprised look on the boy's face. She was feeling horribly good, and that in itself was unnerving. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to do that more often. In secret, of course. She had a reputation to maintain.
The boy was left alone in the deserted corridor. The surprise turned little by little into a goofy grin.
She had brighten up his day.
AN: I've fixed the - for " in every chapter!!! Next chapter: Draco learns the identity of his saviour!!!
REVIEWS, please!!!!