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OH (CENSOR)!!!!!! I really did have this damn story ready for Tuesday but, the damn website wouldn't let me upload it properly so (CENSOR). So, yeah, here it is but most of the A/N notes are for Tuesday…not today! Sorry sorry…(CENSOR CENSOR)

Chapter 9: Enemies United

(OK…its still part of the past…read on mon ami's!)

"Harry, Harry wake up!"

Harry opened his eyes to find himself in a bright white room with lots of lights. He'd seen a room like this once in St. Mungo's. Is that where I am? He tried to sit up to get a better look but he couldn't. His muscles were too sore. Next to his beside was Dumbledore, peering at him over his half-mooned spectacles. Waiting outside his room, a crowd of people was staring in anticipation. In front were the Weasleys: all eight of them. Eight? Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, Bill, Percy, Fred and George, Ginny…where's Ron? Memories of the night's events quickly flooded Harry's mind and he slammed his fist onto the bedside table.

"Harry," Dumbledore put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "I know it's hard but I have someone here who wants to see you."

"Is Voldemort dead?" Harry interrupted.

"Well, no Harry. He….he disappeared before we could…" Dumbledore's eyes seemed to lose their twinkle and he sounded concerned.

Harry sighed. "I should have fought better. I was TRAINED to fight. And I was an embarrassment."

"You got that right, Potter."

Harry looked in the direction from which the voice came. "Malfoy? What are you doing here?" he snapped.

"Mr. Malfoy here saved your life, Harry."

Harry suddenly remembered Malfoy pushing him out of the way and standing up to Voldemort. Why did he do that?

Dumbledore rose and walked to the door. "I'll leave you two alone." He shut the curtain to block the view of Harry's entourage. "I trust you boys will behave yourselves?" And with that, he shut the door.

Malfoy slumped into the chair Dumbledore had previously occupied. He leaned back and propped his feet up on Harry's bed. "So, aren't you going to thank me?"

"Why did you do it?" Harry was not going to thank Malfoy without an explanation. He probably only saved me so he could hold it over my head—Poor lil' Harry needs big brave Draco to protect him---

"Potter….I mean, H-Harry."

Harry? Malfoy never calls me by my real name.

"I know I was sort of an ass to you back at Hogwart's but…"

"Sort of?"

"Listen, I'm trying to be nice so just shut up for once, would you?"

That sounded more like the Malfoy I knew.

"Anyways, I guess I only made your life hell because…..because I was, in a way, jealous." He paused, not believing himself that he had just admitted to Potter that he was jealous. "I mean, you were everything my father wanted me to be. You had it all: labeled one of the best and youngest Quidditch players at Hogwart's, good marks in your classes, and all the attention for being the damn 'Boy Who Wouldn't Die'" Harry rolled his eyes. Does this story have a point? "And….you had Hermoine."

"What?! I never had Hermoine. We were just friends…nothing more."

"Don't you get it? I would have given anything to have been her friend."

"But, you were always so mean to her…calling her names, making fun of her teeth, hair and intelligence."

"Well, I didn't want you or Weasel…sorry, I mean Weasley to suspect anything. I had a reputation to uphold. Plus, me and a Mud-, um, a non-pureblood wouldn't have been acceptable. I was Slytherin…she was a Gryffindor. Everything was against it."

"Oh, Malfoy..grow up! Bloodline doesn't matter. It's the person inside that counts. If you really…"

"I know. Because after the 'Golden Trio' broke apart, I came into the picture." Draco flashed his infamous 'Malfoy smirk'.

"You came into…what do you mean?"

"Me and Hermoine….we dated."

Harry was speechless, not to mention disgusted. How could those two…of all people…get together? How could Hermoine LIKE him? It just wasn't moral. Hermoine hated Malfoy. And he hated her. Oh Merlin, I hoped they never kissed. UGH!!

"Although," Malfoy continued, "I think she might be considering breaking it off. She's been so distant lately."

"You're still dating?"

"Of course. But….I think she overheard me speaking to Mr. Crabbe."

"About what?"

"About becoming a…..a Death Eater."

Harry went pale. Malfoy was a Death Eater? Dumbledore left me alone in a closed room with a bloody DEATH EATER?? I have to get out of here before he tried to kill me! Harry started to get to his feet, despite the pain, when a hand grabbed him and pushed him back down on the bed.

BUM BUM….its not a cliffy…cuz I'll even tell ya, its Malfoy's hand….HAHAHA!! no but really—Harry wont get hurt…he's just spazztic! But ya gotta love him! Just a few more chappies to go and then THE END…how terribly sad? BUT..i'm still working on my other story…not sure how its gonna end though…oh well, we'll see! AND KATE..your phone call made my lonely day! TATTOO—I don't believe you, you know…seeing is believing…and I will see when you return whether you LIED or not! Anyways, people PLEASE REVIEW!! Reviews are like rainbows….they make he HAPPY—wasn't that deliciously corny? Good…review! Flames will be EATENMUY SABROSO!!!