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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. . I was just busy with other well, stuff. I know, excuses, excuses. Anyway, I found out why some of my spelling and grammar errors didn't get corrected by my spell check. It was because I had the dictionary setting to, "Casual," instead of "Standard," or "Formal." Plus when I re-read my stuff, I don't really focus on words so I would never have caught them. Anyway, on with the story.
P.S: She is not related to Draco in any direct way, shape, or form. (Another words, she is not his sister.)
Benjis VIP: Okay, I'm glad. Thanks.
Sinilu Silverspell: That's for me to know, and for you to never find out. Just to let you all know, I probably won't reveal that for at least two more chapters or so. Though I might. I'm not really sure, but it may be awhile. Anyway, I hope the grammar errors are less on this chapter, thanks for the review.
Usually Immaculate Aristocrat: Lol. Nice. You. . Ramble, a lot don't you? Just kidding, err. . Yeah. Thanks for the review!
Noriko M. Chijinu: I never said I didn't like what you said in the last review. Sorry if you took my comments the wrong way. . Here, have a Draco cookie. Gives cookie. Anyway, Thanks.
Morrisa Lilith Raine: Probably not. I'm trying to build their relationship, very, very slowly. But don't worry, the snogging will come. . Sooner or later. Thanks!
Eadon: Well I'll probably reveal more about the girl 'round two more chapters or so, like maybe who she is and everything. I don't know though, it depends on the content I put in each chapter and how close the two get in that amount of time. . But don't worry, their relationship will be advancing. Thanks! (And I'm glad you like it.)
AoiHyou: Alright, I would first like to point out, PLEASE READ THE AUTHOR NOTE'S! Because in the last author note I pointed out that the dialogue in the first part would be a little. . Off, because I wanted it to be like that. Sorry if I wasn't clear enough on that fact. Anyway, moving on. . She is not Draco's sister! Note how I added the black hair and everything in on that last memory. . Would Draco's sister honestly have black hair? (I know there's the slight chance she could because the books don't really say much about Draco's mother, but still.) Anyway, That's all I'm saying for now. But thanks for the review!
Shadafakup: Yeah, that's probably because neither of my beta's are on a lot, and yeah. . Sorry about that. I hope this chapter's a little more mysterious to. Not much, but a little. Thanks for the review and compliment [about the time 'tween posts.]
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Past, Present, and Future.
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Part Fifteen: What's so funny?
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Draco let out a shaky breath as the hawk bit his ear again. Mean arse hawk. .
He hurriedly untied the piece of parchment attached to the hawk's foot, all to aware of the pair of green eyes watching him. Draco's hands were shaking badly, and he let out another slow breath.
Harry quirked an eyebrow at Draco's behavior and reached up and in one swift movement, successfully untied the parchment from the hawk. The hawk nipped at Draco one last time before flapping its great wings and heading to an open window.
Draco cautiously took the parchment from Harry; afraid it would burst into flames at any second. It was addressed to Draygon, and it took all of Draco's will not to be lost in another memory.
"You alright Draco?" Asked Harry softly, observing the dazed look on Draco's face.
"Just peachy Scar head." Snapped Draco. "You can leave me alone now."
"You don't look fine.." Said Harry bluntly.
Draco blinked. "Did I ask you how I looked Scar head? I said leave!"
Harry rolled his eyes. "You're in the middle of the hallway Malfoy, I don't need your permission to stand here."
Draco scowled. "Fine then Potter, but I don't need your permission to leave either."
"Then leave," Said Harry simply.
"You leave!" Said Draco childishly.
Harry smiled slightly, "We already went through this Malfoy."
Draco pulled a face at Harry and slipped the parchment into his pocket. "Shove off Potter, I don't need your--"
Draco stopped in mid sentence and without a moments notice, busted into a fit of laughter. "Pot..[Laughter] Potter. ." Draco continued to laugh, fighting to get some sort of logical sentence from his mouth.
"Err.. What's so funny Malfoy?"
Draco continued to laugh. "What's.. Hap-Happening?"
Harry studied Draco closely as he fell against the wall. Draco tried to say something but was cut off by a sharp jabbing pain in his right lung. He could not stop laughing, and with each giggle it was getting harder and harder to breath. Draco slid down the wall to the floor, holding his stomach. It felt as if someone was stabbing him repeatedly in the lungs.
Harry crouched down next to Draco and pulled his wand from his pocket. He was about to do a calming charm when Professor Snape rounded the corner.
"POTTER!" Shouted Snape, striding quickly down the hall.
Draco looked from Snape to Harry, still laughing.
"What are you doing to Mr. Malfoy?" Demanded Snape, crouching besides Draco.
"Sir I was just going to--"
"I said what did you do to him!"
"I didn't do--"
"Report to the headmaster's office immediately." Ordered Snape, scowling deeply. The professor reached into his cloak and withdrew his wand.
Harry didn't move.
"I said go to the headmaster's office immediately Potter. You will be punished for this."
Harry only rolled his eyes. "If you were at all trying to listen Sir, I didn't--"
"NOW!"
Harry looked sharply at the professor who was mumbling different spells under his breath, with his wand pointed at Draco. Draco's laughter calmed for a moment and the professor looked relieved. A moment later, he started laughing again, the pain returning tenfold. Can't they see I'm in pain here?!
"No. I will not leave him here with you."
Snape stopped his charms. "Excuse me Potter?"
"I said no."
"Fine. But I will see to it you will be expelled for this."
Harry rolled his eyes and Snape ignored him.
"Try to hold still Draco. ." Said Snape softly, placing his shoulder on Draco's shoulder. Draco only let out a high pitch squeal of laughter and pulled away. It burned.
Snape gave Draco a curious glance and tried holding him still again. Draco scooted away through the laughter, right into Harry. The moment his skin touched the raven-haired boy's the pain slowed to a mild shock and the laughter ceased. Draco's breathing was ragged and he did the only thing that seemed logical.
He reached out and grabbed Harry's hand.
The pain immediately ceased and Draco let out a sigh of relief and placed his head against Harry's shoulder. Snape was looking rather confusedly from Draco's face to Harry's face.
He narrowed his eyes suspiciously and asked, "Are you.. Alright Draco?"
Draco nodded, sounding just as confused. "Fine now Sev."
If Snape noticed Draco's loose use of his nickname, he didn't say anything.
"I think we should bring you to the hospital wing..." Trailed Snape, quickly adding, "Just to make sure your okay.."
Draco nodded again and Snape stood, Draco and Harry doing the same.
Snape took a step forward, stopping to glance at the two boys. "I think you should leave now, Mr.," Snape paused for a second before spitting out the last word as if it were a fowl swearword, "Potter."
Harry didn't say anything, nor did he move.
"Now. Potter." Ordered Snape.
Harry nodded and let go of Draco's hand and Snape placed his hand on Draco's shoulder, beginning to guide him. Draco took a step or so before falling back against the wall in another fit of laughter.
"POTTER!"
Harry looked at Snape calmly, crossing his arms over his chest. "Is that my fault to?"
"Grab him!" Shouted Snape over the laughter.
Harry remained expressionless but reached out and grabbed Draco's hand. Draco calmed. God damn it, you would think this was a game of pass the Draco..
Snape looked at the pair again and scowled slightly before announcing, "Both of you. Come."
Harry quirked an eyebrow but followed, never letting go of Draco's hand.
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Part Sixteen: Thanks.
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Before long, Draco was sitting on a hospital bed having Madam Pomfrey fuss over him, tutting repeatedly and mumbling under her breath. Harry was sitting on the chair next to the bed, holding Draco's hand across the mattress.
"Let go Mister Potter." Said Madam Pomfrey softly, holding some sort of shot to Draco's wrist. Harry begrudgingly did as told and a moment later Draco started laughing again, letting out a squeal as Madam Pomfrey injected him with some sort of pink bubbly stuff.
She looked at her magical wristwatch and waited for ten seconds or so before commanding Harry to take his hand again. Sure enough after he did so, Draco's laughter ceased.
Draco rubbed his wrist against his pant leg, scowling slightly and looked at Harry, who was giving him a rather amused glance.
"Professor? A word please.." Said Madam Pomfrey softly to Snape, leading him out to the hall. Draco watched the two leave before turning back to Harry, trying very hard not to think of their joined hands.
"What Potter?"
Harry smirked. "Nothing Malfoy."
Draco narrowed his eyes. "Tell me."
Harry quirked an eyebrow at him before turning away and becoming very fascinated with a set of Pepper Poison antidote potions.
"Potter.. Do you know what's happening?" Asked Draco suspiciously, eying Harry.
Harry turned and Draco asked again.
Harry smiled slightly. "Your pocket."
Draco looked at him and raised both eyebrows.
"My pocket?" He repeated.
"Yes. Your pocket."
Draco gave Harry a questioning look before reaching into his right cloak pocket. His fingers wrapped around a folded piece of parchment and he remembered the latest note.
He pulled the parchment from his pocket and unfolded it. It read,
Memories arrive,
While old wounds thrive.
New friends are made,
While others to rest are laid.
Before long the news will spread,
And crimson tears will shed
As they laugh and turn away,
Never then will your friends stay
And offer a helping hand,
Never near will they stand.
"As they laugh and turn away.. A helping hand.. Near will they stand.." Mumbled Draco. "So it was a spell. ."
Harry nodded. "You'll need to burn that."
Draco looked up at him. "Excuse me?"
"The note. You'll need to burn it. ."
Draco tilted his head and quirked an eyebrow. "And you know this how?"
"That's the way most possessed enchantments work. Unless you want to tell your godfather someone's threatening and stalking you. The counter charm is rather advanced and I'm just in the middle of learning it, so..."
Draco blinked. "How'd you know that Potter? Those sorts of charms aren't supposed to be taught until half term this year. ."
"Mmm," was Harry's only reply.
Draco thought for a second before saying, "Lets burn it then."
Harry nodded and stood, Draco following suit. They hurriedly made their way to the fireplace and Harry told Draco to keep an eye on the door for Madam Pomfrey and Snape.
Draco took a quick glance at what Harry was doing and was mildly amazed when he saw Harry, instead of using his wand and saying a firing spell, just blew on the wood. It lit magically.
"How'd you do that?" Questioned Draco.
Harry didn't reply and instead told Draco to toss the parchment in. Draco did as told and watched the flames lick at the parchment before turning it into smoldering black ashes. Harry pulled his wand out and tapped the base of the fireplace twice. The fire dimmed before going out completely.
"Say Potter, where'd you learn to do that?"
"I'll tell you some other time.." Said Harry distractedly, letting go of Draco's hand and standing.
Draco unsurely did the same and waited for the laughter to come. He sighed in relief when a whole minute passed without so much as a chuckle.
The two could still hear Snape and Madam Pomfrey talking out in the hall and stood in mock silence for a long while, just staring at each other.
"I better be going." Said Harry at last.
Draco blinked. "Fine Potter. But considering you seem to be so smart, do tell, what am I suppose to tell those two?" He motioned to the door.
"Tell them a golden mist passed through you after we got in an argument on who was holding whose hand and when you pulled away, you were fine."
Draco nodded and smirked slightly. "Who was holding whose hand by the way?"
Harry smiled slightly and stepped closer to Draco again, and said in a husky whisper, "I don't know.. You tell me."
With that, Harry stepped past Draco and made his way to the opposite exit of Snape and Pomfrey. God damn it, I hate it when he does that.. Stupid Scar head. Oh bloody hell..
Draco looked at the floor thoughtfully for a long while before turning and calling to Harry just before he was out the door.
"Hey Potter. ."
Harry stopped, "What Malfoy?"
Draco crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the back of Harry's head for a moment before saying, "You didn't have to help me you know."
"I know." Said Harry, about to leave again.
He only stopped when Draco called out, "Thanks."
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