The Ten Plagues of Malfoy
Chapter 2 The Plague of Blood
A/N now, at the start of every chapter there will be a well-known or know phrase that will help to join the real plague and Harry's plague from Malfoy.
"Blood is thicker than water."
Harry was in a good mood, which was strange on a Monday morning when he had Potions with Snape first. He bounced on Ron's bed at 7am after he had dressed. Ron wasn't very happy, he didn't usually wake up until 5 to 8, and then would have to run to breakfast. Ron turned over and tried to fall back asleep. Harry pulled the blankets off the bed and Ron didn't even notice. There would only be one way to get him up.
"Hey sexy, you know I could take you right here right now." Harry whispered into Ron's ear. Ron knew all about Harry's romps in the various beds of the other houses, but he had always maintained that he would never like to be a part of that; he liked Harry as a friend too much. That could be why Ron sat bolt upright and stared at Harry before he raced into the bathroom. Harry chucked, you had to admit it he knew Ron too damn well.
7:30am in Hermione's room, she had just finished her hair and make up when the door started to shake from the pounding it was receiving from the other side. She marched to the door and pulled it open, revealing two almost identical grins.
"Ready for the day Miss Granger?" Harry asked politely.
"Why are you two up so early?" She asked suspiciously.
"It was him, he tried to take me, and so I got up." Ron said pointing at Harry.
"I woke up at dawn with the birds singing cheerfully and the sun shining through the blue sky. It was too beautiful to waste in bed so I watched for a while before I had my shower. Then I woke him up, I also want to be at breakfast in time for the post today." Hermione and Ron shared a look that clearly said 'what pills has he taken?'
"Expecting something are we?" Hermione asked.
"Maybe."
"I should bloody hope you get something good if you made me get up for that." Ron mumbled to himself.
"Come on then, the food might be piping hot still." Harry tempted Ron.
"It is anyway."
"So? It may appear while we're there, we could be early."
"Early? I don't think I've ever been early for anything, unless Hermione's made me go to something early."
"Just walk bozo, no not into me, down the stairs. If you don't I'll get Harry to give you a detention with Snape."
"Still bitter about not being Head Girl Hermione?" Harry asked flashing a few teeth.
"No I am not but a Slytherin?"
"I have to work with her." Harry put a hand through his still damp hair and then stepped over the girls that had fainted.
"I will never cease to be amazed by girls that do that." Ron commented, "So bloody mesmerised by him they just faint. Honestly do they not know that we have to use the floor to walk on?"
"I think they understand that concept, but if Harry stopped encouraging them."
"I'm sorry, but I am naturally eye-catching, and I have won the Witch Weekly Best Smile Award 2 years in a row now."
"God he's turning into Lockhart." Ron whispered to Hermione.
"I am not like that git, I have a nicer smile and I am more famous than him – if only Tom would let me kill him."
"We all wish for that Harry."
"Ooh fried eggs, bloody brilliant." Ron said as he stuffed one in his mouth and plonked himself on the bench between Hermione and Harry.
"What time does the mail get here usually?" Harry asked.
"In about 10 minutes, why what are you waiting for?"
"I'm not hungry, too nervous."
"Nervoosh, bout da mail?" Ron said around a mouthful of something half chewed that was undistinguishable as food.
"Well, it's important. Although I don't know if it will come by mail."
"What the hell is it?"
"Hermione, don't swear like that. I don't know what it is."
"How do you know that you're getting something, but not know what it is? Is it a letter or a package or what?"
"I told you, I don't know."
"All right, which of you manky birds belongs to Potter?" Draco asked the owls in the owlery, a white owl flew towards him and landed on a nearby ledge. "At least he has taste, a good snowy owl. Do you have a name? Wait I'm talking to an owl. Now take this package to Harry, understand – your master. Take it to him now please bird." The owl flew out of the window and swooped down towards the Great Hall, and joined the other owls waiting to get in.
"There's the mail Harry, any idea which bird is bringing it?"
"No, oh hello Hedwig, what have you got for me?" Harry untied the package and scanned the Slytherin table to see if Draco was present. Harry couldn't see the distinctive blonde hair but he carried on opening the parcel anyway. There was a small box inside with a little note written in a neat hand.
Harry,
This may be quite odd but I think that you will like it, I am also sure that you do not already own one.
D
Harry opened the box to find a muggle snow globe. As he looked into the globe he saw three figures, one that resembled him, one his mother and one his father. It was like a wizard picture; they moved around and played with the snow.
"What's that Harry?" Ron asked, he appeared to have finished his breakfast.
"It's a snow globe, of my family."
"Family?" Hermione asked.
"Yes me, my mum and my dad. My family."
"Oh, who's it from?"
"I can't tell you that."
"Oh, a new lover I think - another one that wants to prove himself worthy of the great Harry Potter. Correct?" Ron said.
"Yes."
"Let me guess, this one could actually be the one?" Hermione thought out loud.
"Probably not, but there's always tomorrow."
Draco smirked from his position behind a pillar near the Gryffindor table – unlike the three Gryffindors he knew what was going to happen tomorrow.
A/N if you didn't get the link – blood is thicker than water – the tie between family is stronger than the tie between friends, hence the family in the snow globe. Just wait for tomorrow's instalment – you will piss yourself laughing.
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