The Second War of Light and Darkness
Summary: Sixth year...a year of new friends, old enemies, and, especially for Harry Potter himself, love. H/OC; G/D; R/Hr.
Disclaimer: I don't own him. We all know who "he" is. No need to elaborate, I should think. J.K.R., the goddess does. Thank you. Do not sue.
Author's Note: Ahem. Here goes...
Chapter 13: A Will For Draco
Ginny had arrived, her long vividly red hair down her back, in immaculate emerald green robes. Next to her was a boy. A certain grey-eyed, blond-haired boy that is.
Ron stood up from his seat, his fists clenched.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SISTER!!!" he yelled, his visage and ears flaming red. Harry went to Ron's side, his wand out, poised for trouble.
Amanda sighed, and sat down in a chair, then, after a moment of thought, whipped out a notepad from her bag and began scribbling.
Parvati, who had scurried to the table to be near the action, looked at her strangely. "What are you doing?" she asked, pushing her black plait away from her face.
"Writing out a will for Malfoy," Amanda replied, grinning. "Oi, Draco," she yelled, "Who would you like to leave all your earthly belongings to?" Harry snickered.
Draco glared at her.
"Don't look at me like that," Amanda snapped, "I was just joking. Geez, I'm on you guys' side!"
Draco looked away and turned to Ron. "I was just about to dance with your sister, if you don't mind. Come on, Ginny."
Ginny swept to his side and signaled the band to play. They did, and to distract Ron, Hermione asked if he wanted to take a walk. He assented grudgingly, as he didn't want to see the two dancing, and they were off, disappeared through the door to the garden.
Amanda grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to the dance floor.
"Amanda, I'd rather not. Please?" Harry pleaded, making his big green eyes as big as they would go.
"Tough luck, hun," Amanda giggled, "I'm immune to the puppy-eyes. I do have a little brother you know. If I gave in every time he did that, I'd be his eternal slave by now, and I'd probably be in jail, too."
Harry laughed, and let Amanda steer him away. She was careful to keep Draco and Harry as far apart as possible.
They started dancing, and soon Amanda was wincing nearly every minute.
"Sorry," he kept mumbling. Finally Amanda stopped, fanned herself and said, "Phew. Let's take a break. You really are horrible. But to be fair, you did warn me."
Harry smiled apologetically and then said, "When you're all rested, how about we take the Ron and Hermione route and walk in the garden?"
"Great idea!" Amanda said, bouncing up.
They walked to the doorway and found themselves in the Hogwarts school garden. It was simply beautiful. Somehow, all the flowers were in bloom, although it was February, and there was no trace of snow inside the garden walls. Multi-coloured fairies flew about, and in the air was the fragrance of jasmine and lilac.
Amanda inhaled deeply.
"Oh, what a wonderful smell," she breathed, "I love lilacs and jasmine, they're my favourite." Harry took a deep breath and then slid his Quidditch-roughened hand into her softer one.
Amanda jumped, then grinned at him. The pair walked down the garden path, looking at the scenery. Amanda saw Hermione and Ron behind a rectangular hedge.
"Ohhhhh," she breathed, pulling Harry around to look at them. Ron leant down, gently kissing Hermione.
Amanda melted. "That is so sweet," she cooed, looking at the kissing couple with dreamy eyes. Harry felt slightly aggrieved, but didn't let anything on. All he could think was, 'Thank Merlin Amanda's here, or I'd be the third wheel if this had happened before.' He looked down at Amanda, who was still smiling, her mind obviously somewhere different. Finally, Harry built up the courage.
He leant down, gently pushing her chin up so that her face faced his. Amanda's eyes widened, but that was all he saw before he made the move. The kiss was soft, sweet, and yet passionate. It was heaven. They broke apart. Amanda smiled, touching her lips. Harry blushed crimson.
"Wow," she said, blushing as well.
"Um, so..." Harry stammered, fidgeting, nervous, "Did you see the last Quiddit--"
But he was broken off by Amanda placing her lips on his.
"That was a very effective way to shut you up," Amanda noted when they had moved apart, " I hate when you use Quidditch to cover up awkward moments."
"A very pleasant way as well," Harry said sheepishly. She smiled.
"Come on," she prompted, "Let's go back inside, it's getting chilly."
"Okay," Harry said.
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"Good night, Harry," Amanda said, smiling, as they stood by the stairs to the girl's dormitories.
"Good night," he replied, then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Amanda giggled and disappeared through the door, her robes swishing around the corner.
Harry walked to the boys' dormitory staircase and went to his room, and sat on his scarlet four-poster bed. He lay down, still fully clothed. He wanted to wait for Ron, to share the news and congratulate him as well.
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Amanda took a black composition notebook from under her bed, grabbed a quill, and began to write. She wanted to keep all the memories in her diary, just so she could never forget that night. Although, frankly, she was sure she would never.
Hermione waltzed in, and Amanda looked up. Amanda noted that Hermione was looking the happiest she had ever seen her. Amanda put a dog-eared her diary page to come back to later and grinned at Hermione.
"Lovely night, wasn't it?" Amanda asked, eying Hermione, who was now humming happily, dancing about.
"It was brilliant, Manda," Hermione gushed, collapsing unto Amanda's bed.
"I know, that kiss was breathtaking."
"You saw that?" Hermione asked shyly, blushing.
"Yeah, it was so sweet. And I owe you thanks as well."
"Why?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Because seeing your kiss gave Harry the confidence to kiss me!" Amanda exclaimed, hugging a pillow to her chest.
"AWWWWW!" Hermione squealed, giving Amanda a huge hug, "This went much better than the Yule Ball. This is the best Valentine's day I've ever had."
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Ron walked into the dorm, a silly grin upon his face, which was flushed. Harry grinned knowingly.
"Had a good time with Hermione?" Harry asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah," Ron said gruffly, his blush now making his face look like a neon sign.
"Kisses can do that to you, eh?" Harry asked, blushing slightly himself.
"Yeah..." Ron said dreamily, then jumped, "What did you say?"
"Me and Amanda saw you guys behind the bushes, mate. Way to go!"
"Thanks," Ron said sheepishly. "Hey," he pointed out suddenly, "You don't look so disappointed in the evening yourself!"
"Maybe..." said Harry, wiping his glasses on his robes, "It's because of the same reason."
"YOU KISSED HERMIONE?" Ron yelled, stunned. Harry rolled his eyes.
"No! I meant I kissed Amanda. She saw you guys and got all blushy and giggly, and I just couldn't help it, so--"
"It was great, wasn't it?" Ron breathed, collapsing backwards unto his bed.
"You bet," Harry replied, before yawning, and settling himself unto his respective bed as well.
They drifted off to peaceful dreams.
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Author's Note: Hehe, I kissed Harry *blush*. It's very strange writing about your fantasies online for the world to see. I WANNA KISS HARRY IN REAL LIFE! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH. Ahem. I suppose that's enough whining. Sorry there wasn't much Draco/Ginny action, but there should be more next chapter. Also, Ron and Hermione get more serious...^_^* Well, I hoped you liked it! R & R FOLKS!
bigreader: I love dances too ;D But I expecially love leaving nasty cliffhangers people go crazy about! LOL!
Bride of Malfoy: Love your name :D Glad you liked it!
Scarlet Priestess: I don't think anybody wants blast-ended skrewts attacking them! You made the right choice in reviewing! I love that you loved that part. I hope I updated quickly enough!
Well, love you all!
-Amanda/Firefly
Summary: Sixth year...a year of new friends, old enemies, and, especially for Harry Potter himself, love. H/OC; G/D; R/Hr.
Disclaimer: I don't own him. We all know who "he" is. No need to elaborate, I should think. J.K.R., the goddess does. Thank you. Do not sue.
Author's Note: Ahem. Here goes...
Chapter 13: A Will For Draco
Ginny had arrived, her long vividly red hair down her back, in immaculate emerald green robes. Next to her was a boy. A certain grey-eyed, blond-haired boy that is.
Ron stood up from his seat, his fists clenched.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SISTER!!!" he yelled, his visage and ears flaming red. Harry went to Ron's side, his wand out, poised for trouble.
Amanda sighed, and sat down in a chair, then, after a moment of thought, whipped out a notepad from her bag and began scribbling.
Parvati, who had scurried to the table to be near the action, looked at her strangely. "What are you doing?" she asked, pushing her black plait away from her face.
"Writing out a will for Malfoy," Amanda replied, grinning. "Oi, Draco," she yelled, "Who would you like to leave all your earthly belongings to?" Harry snickered.
Draco glared at her.
"Don't look at me like that," Amanda snapped, "I was just joking. Geez, I'm on you guys' side!"
Draco looked away and turned to Ron. "I was just about to dance with your sister, if you don't mind. Come on, Ginny."
Ginny swept to his side and signaled the band to play. They did, and to distract Ron, Hermione asked if he wanted to take a walk. He assented grudgingly, as he didn't want to see the two dancing, and they were off, disappeared through the door to the garden.
Amanda grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him to the dance floor.
"Amanda, I'd rather not. Please?" Harry pleaded, making his big green eyes as big as they would go.
"Tough luck, hun," Amanda giggled, "I'm immune to the puppy-eyes. I do have a little brother you know. If I gave in every time he did that, I'd be his eternal slave by now, and I'd probably be in jail, too."
Harry laughed, and let Amanda steer him away. She was careful to keep Draco and Harry as far apart as possible.
They started dancing, and soon Amanda was wincing nearly every minute.
"Sorry," he kept mumbling. Finally Amanda stopped, fanned herself and said, "Phew. Let's take a break. You really are horrible. But to be fair, you did warn me."
Harry smiled apologetically and then said, "When you're all rested, how about we take the Ron and Hermione route and walk in the garden?"
"Great idea!" Amanda said, bouncing up.
They walked to the doorway and found themselves in the Hogwarts school garden. It was simply beautiful. Somehow, all the flowers were in bloom, although it was February, and there was no trace of snow inside the garden walls. Multi-coloured fairies flew about, and in the air was the fragrance of jasmine and lilac.
Amanda inhaled deeply.
"Oh, what a wonderful smell," she breathed, "I love lilacs and jasmine, they're my favourite." Harry took a deep breath and then slid his Quidditch-roughened hand into her softer one.
Amanda jumped, then grinned at him. The pair walked down the garden path, looking at the scenery. Amanda saw Hermione and Ron behind a rectangular hedge.
"Ohhhhh," she breathed, pulling Harry around to look at them. Ron leant down, gently kissing Hermione.
Amanda melted. "That is so sweet," she cooed, looking at the kissing couple with dreamy eyes. Harry felt slightly aggrieved, but didn't let anything on. All he could think was, 'Thank Merlin Amanda's here, or I'd be the third wheel if this had happened before.' He looked down at Amanda, who was still smiling, her mind obviously somewhere different. Finally, Harry built up the courage.
He leant down, gently pushing her chin up so that her face faced his. Amanda's eyes widened, but that was all he saw before he made the move. The kiss was soft, sweet, and yet passionate. It was heaven. They broke apart. Amanda smiled, touching her lips. Harry blushed crimson.
"Wow," she said, blushing as well.
"Um, so..." Harry stammered, fidgeting, nervous, "Did you see the last Quiddit--"
But he was broken off by Amanda placing her lips on his.
"That was a very effective way to shut you up," Amanda noted when they had moved apart, " I hate when you use Quidditch to cover up awkward moments."
"A very pleasant way as well," Harry said sheepishly. She smiled.
"Come on," she prompted, "Let's go back inside, it's getting chilly."
"Okay," Harry said.
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"Good night, Harry," Amanda said, smiling, as they stood by the stairs to the girl's dormitories.
"Good night," he replied, then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Amanda giggled and disappeared through the door, her robes swishing around the corner.
Harry walked to the boys' dormitory staircase and went to his room, and sat on his scarlet four-poster bed. He lay down, still fully clothed. He wanted to wait for Ron, to share the news and congratulate him as well.
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Amanda took a black composition notebook from under her bed, grabbed a quill, and began to write. She wanted to keep all the memories in her diary, just so she could never forget that night. Although, frankly, she was sure she would never.
Hermione waltzed in, and Amanda looked up. Amanda noted that Hermione was looking the happiest she had ever seen her. Amanda put a dog-eared her diary page to come back to later and grinned at Hermione.
"Lovely night, wasn't it?" Amanda asked, eying Hermione, who was now humming happily, dancing about.
"It was brilliant, Manda," Hermione gushed, collapsing unto Amanda's bed.
"I know, that kiss was breathtaking."
"You saw that?" Hermione asked shyly, blushing.
"Yeah, it was so sweet. And I owe you thanks as well."
"Why?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Because seeing your kiss gave Harry the confidence to kiss me!" Amanda exclaimed, hugging a pillow to her chest.
"AWWWWW!" Hermione squealed, giving Amanda a huge hug, "This went much better than the Yule Ball. This is the best Valentine's day I've ever had."
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Ron walked into the dorm, a silly grin upon his face, which was flushed. Harry grinned knowingly.
"Had a good time with Hermione?" Harry asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yeah," Ron said gruffly, his blush now making his face look like a neon sign.
"Kisses can do that to you, eh?" Harry asked, blushing slightly himself.
"Yeah..." Ron said dreamily, then jumped, "What did you say?"
"Me and Amanda saw you guys behind the bushes, mate. Way to go!"
"Thanks," Ron said sheepishly. "Hey," he pointed out suddenly, "You don't look so disappointed in the evening yourself!"
"Maybe..." said Harry, wiping his glasses on his robes, "It's because of the same reason."
"YOU KISSED HERMIONE?" Ron yelled, stunned. Harry rolled his eyes.
"No! I meant I kissed Amanda. She saw you guys and got all blushy and giggly, and I just couldn't help it, so--"
"It was great, wasn't it?" Ron breathed, collapsing backwards unto his bed.
"You bet," Harry replied, before yawning, and settling himself unto his respective bed as well.
They drifted off to peaceful dreams.
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Author's Note: Hehe, I kissed Harry *blush*. It's very strange writing about your fantasies online for the world to see. I WANNA KISS HARRY IN REAL LIFE! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH. Ahem. I suppose that's enough whining. Sorry there wasn't much Draco/Ginny action, but there should be more next chapter. Also, Ron and Hermione get more serious...^_^* Well, I hoped you liked it! R & R FOLKS!
bigreader: I love dances too ;D But I expecially love leaving nasty cliffhangers people go crazy about! LOL!
Bride of Malfoy: Love your name :D Glad you liked it!
Scarlet Priestess: I don't think anybody wants blast-ended skrewts attacking them! You made the right choice in reviewing! I love that you loved that part. I hope I updated quickly enough!
Well, love you all!
-Amanda/Firefly