A/N: OMG! I am so sorry it's taken me this long to update!! I promise I won't do that again. Ok, this chapter isn't going to have Draco and Hermione in it. I'm sorry, but a couple other characters need some time in the limelight. And I need to introduce you all to a character who will be very important in following chapters. Sorry again about no Draco and Hermione, but this really needs to be done now before I forget to do it. Love you all for reading this and please, please, please review!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, any characters I create, and my own twisted ideas. Everything else belongs to the amazingly talented J. K. Rowling.

The One I'll Always Love

Chapter 9: Revenge is Sweet

Harry sighed as he watched the clock. In ten minutes, Pansy Parkinson, the whore of Hogwarts, would be walking through the door of Number 4 Privet Drive. Harry couldn't believe he had agreed to along with this plan. If Hermione found out he was behind all of this, she would never forgive him.
'So why are you doing this to her?' he thought to himself.

"Because I refuse to sit back and watch Malfoy break her heart. Just like he's done to every other girl who falls for him. What a creep!" he answered his own question aloud.
Vernon Dursley looked up from his paper. One of 'them' would be walking through his door any second. And his nephew was talking to himself again.

"What are you saying boy? Are you losing your head?"
Harry looked around startled. He had forgotten his uncle was even in the room.

"N-no Uncle. Just thinking."
Vernon made a sound of disgust before turning back to the newspaper in front of him.
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. Harry jumped up to get to the door, but Dudley reached it first.

"Hello. And you are...?" came Pansy's voice from the front step.

"D-d-dudley D-d-dursley." he stammered. Pansy rolled her eyes and step into the immaculately clean house.

"Ahh, Harry, darling! There you are! Now, shall we proceed to your room and get down to business?" Pansy asked, a smirk not unlike Draco Malfoy's playing about her lips. Harry rolled his eyes. He would get quite the talking to from his aunt and uncle after the girl left.
'"...shall we proceed to your room and get down to business?" That girl has no subtlety!' Harry thought to himself angrily.
The Dursley's watched closely as Harry followed the girl upstairs.

"Vernon! I don not want them upstairs without one of us there! We have no idea what they might do! And I do not want to have to do that boy's...erm...dirty laundry." shouted Harry's Aunt Petunia.
Vernon sighed and looked towards the steps. 'That boy is going to have some serious explaining to do when that little whore leaves.' he thought to himself. Upstairs, Pansy was making herself at home, stretching out on Harry's bed. She wrinkled her nose in disgust when she saw the Gryffindor colors displayed proudly on the walls of her partner in revenge.

"Harry, darling. Why don't we start working on putting my plan into use. I've got plenty of dirt on Draco and you must have something on Miss Know-it-all." Harry closed the door behind him as he entered the room.

"Of course I do. But, uh, couldn't we just use what you have on Draco? Wouldn't that work well enough to break them up?"
Pansy looked at Harry like he was the stupidest creature on earth.

"Of course it would. But it wouldn't make him hate her too, now would it? We need both of them to hate each other. Otherwise, there might be a chance of them getting back together. And we can't have that. What if Draco had the chance to explain to the girl why he did those things? She might again choose him over you. If they both feel hate towards the other one, chances are they will stop speaking to each other all together."
Pansy paused for a second to catch her breath and let her logic sink into Harry's brain.

"When we first agreed to this, we decided it would be best for both of them to hate the other, just like they did back in first year. They hardly spoke then. And you had Hermione all to yourself."
Harry nodded as Pansy's plan spread itself out in front of him. He couldn't deny there was a certain degree of logic to it. 'But I never had her all to myself. And technically, it was me and Ron who hated him in first year, she just didn't like him.' Harry's conscience argued.

"Alright. But you go first. I'm not going to tell you a lot of shit about Mione just to have you rush off without saying a word about Draco." Harry said quietly.
Pansy looked up, malice sparkling in her eyes.

"But Mr. Potter, how do I know you won't do that to me?" She quipped with feigned innocence.

"I'm a Gryffindor. Gryffindor's don't lie and cheat like that." Harry answered back darkly.
Pansy shrugged.

"Fine, whatever. I still don't trust you. But I want Draco back more than anything. So let's get started. Oo, revenge is sweet!"

Many miles away at Hogwarts...

"Harry, why can't you just let them be happy? Miss Parkinson and yourself should just let go and let live." Professor Dumbledore muttered as he stared out the window. The sun had just gone down and the sky was turning darker by the minute.

"Albus? Are you in here?" came a low female voice.
Dumbledore turned around so that he was facing his desk instead of the window.

"Yes. Come in Rebecca."
Rebecca walked into the room. A tall woman, she looked as though she couldn't be more than early twenties. She had long red hair that fell down her back, piercing turquoise eyes, and very pale skin. Her face held no wrinkles and it looked as if she hadn't smiled in at least the last 10 years.

"Albus, do you mind closing the window? I'd rather not be seen or overheard. Besides, the sun has only just gone down. I must admit I didn't plan to arise this early." she murmured.
Dumbledore quickly closed the drapes surrounding the tall window.

"I'm sorry Becky. I forgot. How are you this evening? I wasn't expecting you for another week at least."

"Ahh, well, my erm, other plans didn't go as originally scheduled. So I came here. When my favorite godson called, how could I turn him down?"
Dumbledore smiled. Seeing Rebecca after all these long years gave him hope.

"So, Becky, you're probably wondering why you're here. I need your services again. I know I told you back in the days of Grindelwald that you wouldn't ever need to do this again. I'm terribly sorry. But, I'm worried this will have the same outcome without your help. I can't have my students unprepared should the need to fight arise. I have also contacted Cassiopeia Malfoy. Please, I need you to teach my sixth and seventh years how to do wandless magic." Albus paused, looking at Rebecca with hope in his eyes.
Rebecca pondered the request.

"Alright. For you. And because I can't stand my great-great-whatever nephew Tom. He needs to be stopped."

"Thank you Becky, thank you so much."
Rebecca smiled slightly, revealing two pointed fangs hiding just below her lip. She gasped as a thought entered her head.

"But what about my condition? Surely it will not be accepted? I don't want you to have to go through another Lupin-esque ordeal."

"The students and faculty will be informed and proper precautions will be taken. Vampires are very powerful. And no amount of letters from worried parents, petrified Ministry members, or horrified Daily Prophet reader's will make me turn you away form my doorstep. We need you as an ally in this war, Rebecca. No matter what."
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door to Dumbledore's study. Professor Minerva McGonagall walked in with her usual brusque manner.

"Albus, we need you down in the teacher's Lounge. O, hello Ms. Slytherin. It is wonderful to see you again. Albus told me you were coming, but not until next week. I'll go have the house elves make up your office for you."
Rebecca laughed.

"O, it is good to see Minerva again. Last time I saw her was in 1945. She works here now as well?"
Albus nodded. "Transfiguration professor, head of Gryffindor house and deputy Headmistress. We're all very proud of her. As I remember, none of us ever expected this from her all those long years ago. In trouble every other day. But her grades were always superb. Prefect, Head Girl, class valedictorian. She's quite like another student here now. Hermione Granger."
Rebecca looked up startled.

"G-granger? As in...?"

"Yes, but she has no idea. And it's not up to me to tell her. She needs to find it out by herself. Well, I should probably go down to the teacher's lounge and see what they want. Care to join me?" Rebecca nodded and walked towards the door.

"O, wait a minute Becky, today's your birthday isn't it? Now, let me see...is it 900 this year?"
The tall vampire nodded. 'My, how time flies.'

"Alright, let's get on downstairs Albus. This will be the perfect time to introduce me to the other teachers."

A/N: Well, there you have it. I've introduced Rebecca, shown you all a little more into Pansy and Harry's plan for revenge, and given you a little insight into what will happen later. Sorry for a short post...but it's not too short, is it? Love you all and please review!!

XOXO - Jackie