Disclaimer: Simply borrowing these characters and not making a profit.
-- Chapter Eighteen --
- Shui-Wing0, Sakia Ishida, Beloved, Yana5, Without permission, Suzaku West, SpazMcG7, Shania Maxwell, Cam, Abbie, and Munku-JGSPTV - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – Bless you Lynette!!! Lynette (Munku-JGSPTV) is my new Beta-Reader. She has made this chapter what it is :-). Before, it was crap, I must admit. Well, since there were no questions, I'll just get to what I want to say. I'm going on vacation and I'm coming back in a little over a week. I hope this will keep you occupied till then. I'm taking my laptop though, so I'll be working on another chapter. School's out! Oh yeah!
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"Videre Credi!" Draco whispered.
Immediately, a figure appeared in front of the two naked figures.
"You could have dressed us first," Harry hissed, before muttering a spell to do just that.
"Sorry," Draco answered.
Then they both diverted their eyes to...
"Professor Windsler?" Harry stared at the teacher in shock.
Draco smirked.
"Should've known," he muttered under his breath.
The balding professor looked at the two boys. Or rather, he glared at them.
Before Harry could reach for his wand, he found an odd orange-colored liquid heading straight for him. The potion splattered over his clothes and some exposed flesh and immediately Harry could feel his heart stop beating and his blood freeze.
Within seconds, the professor disappeared through the door and a few moments later Draco and Harry regained control of their bodies.
"Fucking Freezing Potion!" Draco cursed.
"Why didn't he use a wand? What the fuck did he want? Why didn't he attack us?" Harry thought aloud.
Draco hesitated before speaking.
"Let's find Hermione," he finally said.
Harry looked at Draco in surprise. He gave Draco a small smile and then walked out.
Draco stared after him, and then with another faltering look, he slowly followed.
-
"Hermione?" Harry asked, cautiously entering the girls' dorms. .
"Harry?" she replied, coming out of the restroom, wearing just a towel.
"Hey 'Mione, how are you feeling?"
"Erm, Harry?" Draco said awkwardly, nudging Harry in the arm.
"Malfoy?" Hermione said, in shock, blushing a deep red.
"Oh! Sorry! Viden articulo!" Harry said, replacing Hermione's towel with the clothes that were strewn across her bed.
"Erm... we need to ask you about something," Harry began once more.
"We? If it's about the two of you we should get out of here," Hermione told them.
"Yeah," Harry agreed.
Harry noticed the Draco had remained silent the whole time.
With Hermione leading the way, Draco (who was still under the Invisibility Cloak) and Harry followed.
"They just need time to get adjusted," Harry whispered, offering an excuse for why Hermione continued calling Draco "Malfoy". Harry, somewhat unfortunately, understood that they needed to get used to the idea the Draco was no longer their foe. He knew that it was unlikely that they would ever be friends, but they were not rivals.
Draco merely snorted.
"'Mione, where are we going?" Harry asked.
"North Tower."
The remainder of the way, all three were silent.
Once they reached their destination, Hermione walked over to the very end. She looked around, took out her wand, and muttered something incomprehensible to Harry and Draco.
"Silence Spell?" Draco whispered.
"I guess," replied Harry.
Hermione then crossed her arms and looked at the couple.
"Well?" she asked.
Draco didn't speak however. He was too stunned by the ring on her hand.
"You and Ron are getting... married?"
Hermione glared at the empty space where Draco was supposed to be standing.
"Can you imagine the little Weasleys running around a broken down home? Oh, I can just see it!" Draco laughed. "But that is a gorgeous ring. How'd he pay for it?"
"Do you, or do you not, want my help?" Hermione said, through gritted teeth.
"All right, all right. I'm okay now. I promise," Draco said, feeling extremely lucky for the Cloak.
"What did you want?" she asked.
"Well, we were, erm, you know... and suddenly Windsler appeared," Harry spluttered.
"What did he do?" Hermione demanded.
"Well, that's the thing... nothing..." Draco intervened.
"I don't understand."
"He just glared and then left."
"Do you think he could be with Voldemort?"
"Why didn't he attack then? It would have been a good moment. We were both, erm... vulnerable...?"
"Couldn't he have been under orders not to?"
"I don't think so. Somehow, it just didn't seem like it. And, he didn't have the Dark Mark," Harry pointed out.
"Well then he's just simply looking for information to save his arse for when Voldemort attacks. It'll give him another day to live if he were to spill what he saw," Hermione said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Am I free to leave?" she continued.
"Yeah, thanks," said Harry.
Harry looked but relieved and slightly more stressed at the same time. He gave her a hug and she left.
"So now Windsler knows about us," Harry stated the blatant truth.
"Yeah," said Draco.
There was a small awkward moment where Harry found himself feeling slightly unnerved at the fact that he was talking to thin air.
He reached out to remove the Cloak.
"We don't want another Windsler moment, do we?" Draco stopped him.
"You're right," Harry said, lowering his hand.
"Well, I think I'm going to go. Maybe I can find some more spells."
"That's a good idea."
Harry turned around to leave.
"Hey, Draco?" he said.
"Yeah?"
"It wasn't the potion either," Harry revealed.
Harry knew that Draco's eyes widened.
"I'll see you later," Harry continued.
With that, Harry left Draco staring after his alter ego.
-- End of Chapter Eighteen --
-- Chapter Eighteen --
- Shui-Wing0, Sakia Ishida, Beloved, Yana5, Without permission, Suzaku West, SpazMcG7, Shania Maxwell, Cam, Abbie, and Munku-JGSPTV - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – Bless you Lynette!!! Lynette (Munku-JGSPTV) is my new Beta-Reader. She has made this chapter what it is :-). Before, it was crap, I must admit. Well, since there were no questions, I'll just get to what I want to say. I'm going on vacation and I'm coming back in a little over a week. I hope this will keep you occupied till then. I'm taking my laptop though, so I'll be working on another chapter. School's out! Oh yeah!
--
"Videre Credi!" Draco whispered.
Immediately, a figure appeared in front of the two naked figures.
"You could have dressed us first," Harry hissed, before muttering a spell to do just that.
"Sorry," Draco answered.
Then they both diverted their eyes to...
"Professor Windsler?" Harry stared at the teacher in shock.
Draco smirked.
"Should've known," he muttered under his breath.
The balding professor looked at the two boys. Or rather, he glared at them.
Before Harry could reach for his wand, he found an odd orange-colored liquid heading straight for him. The potion splattered over his clothes and some exposed flesh and immediately Harry could feel his heart stop beating and his blood freeze.
Within seconds, the professor disappeared through the door and a few moments later Draco and Harry regained control of their bodies.
"Fucking Freezing Potion!" Draco cursed.
"Why didn't he use a wand? What the fuck did he want? Why didn't he attack us?" Harry thought aloud.
Draco hesitated before speaking.
"Let's find Hermione," he finally said.
Harry looked at Draco in surprise. He gave Draco a small smile and then walked out.
Draco stared after him, and then with another faltering look, he slowly followed.
-
"Hermione?" Harry asked, cautiously entering the girls' dorms. .
"Harry?" she replied, coming out of the restroom, wearing just a towel.
"Hey 'Mione, how are you feeling?"
"Erm, Harry?" Draco said awkwardly, nudging Harry in the arm.
"Malfoy?" Hermione said, in shock, blushing a deep red.
"Oh! Sorry! Viden articulo!" Harry said, replacing Hermione's towel with the clothes that were strewn across her bed.
"Erm... we need to ask you about something," Harry began once more.
"We? If it's about the two of you we should get out of here," Hermione told them.
"Yeah," Harry agreed.
Harry noticed the Draco had remained silent the whole time.
With Hermione leading the way, Draco (who was still under the Invisibility Cloak) and Harry followed.
"They just need time to get adjusted," Harry whispered, offering an excuse for why Hermione continued calling Draco "Malfoy". Harry, somewhat unfortunately, understood that they needed to get used to the idea the Draco was no longer their foe. He knew that it was unlikely that they would ever be friends, but they were not rivals.
Draco merely snorted.
"'Mione, where are we going?" Harry asked.
"North Tower."
The remainder of the way, all three were silent.
Once they reached their destination, Hermione walked over to the very end. She looked around, took out her wand, and muttered something incomprehensible to Harry and Draco.
"Silence Spell?" Draco whispered.
"I guess," replied Harry.
Hermione then crossed her arms and looked at the couple.
"Well?" she asked.
Draco didn't speak however. He was too stunned by the ring on her hand.
"You and Ron are getting... married?"
Hermione glared at the empty space where Draco was supposed to be standing.
"Can you imagine the little Weasleys running around a broken down home? Oh, I can just see it!" Draco laughed. "But that is a gorgeous ring. How'd he pay for it?"
"Do you, or do you not, want my help?" Hermione said, through gritted teeth.
"All right, all right. I'm okay now. I promise," Draco said, feeling extremely lucky for the Cloak.
"What did you want?" she asked.
"Well, we were, erm, you know... and suddenly Windsler appeared," Harry spluttered.
"What did he do?" Hermione demanded.
"Well, that's the thing... nothing..." Draco intervened.
"I don't understand."
"He just glared and then left."
"Do you think he could be with Voldemort?"
"Why didn't he attack then? It would have been a good moment. We were both, erm... vulnerable...?"
"Couldn't he have been under orders not to?"
"I don't think so. Somehow, it just didn't seem like it. And, he didn't have the Dark Mark," Harry pointed out.
"Well then he's just simply looking for information to save his arse for when Voldemort attacks. It'll give him another day to live if he were to spill what he saw," Hermione said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Am I free to leave?" she continued.
"Yeah, thanks," said Harry.
Harry looked but relieved and slightly more stressed at the same time. He gave her a hug and she left.
"So now Windsler knows about us," Harry stated the blatant truth.
"Yeah," said Draco.
There was a small awkward moment where Harry found himself feeling slightly unnerved at the fact that he was talking to thin air.
He reached out to remove the Cloak.
"We don't want another Windsler moment, do we?" Draco stopped him.
"You're right," Harry said, lowering his hand.
"Well, I think I'm going to go. Maybe I can find some more spells."
"That's a good idea."
Harry turned around to leave.
"Hey, Draco?" he said.
"Yeah?"
"It wasn't the potion either," Harry revealed.
Harry knew that Draco's eyes widened.
"I'll see you later," Harry continued.
With that, Harry left Draco staring after his alter ego.
-- End of Chapter Eighteen --