Disclaimer: Viper's last name is from Anne Bishop's Dark Jewels Trilogy.
Rated: R just for fun
Chapter 8
Harry felt the warm body behind him and the arms holding him close. He smiled, remembering Draco's appearance last night. Then the realization of what actually happened crashed into his fantasy world. Cautiously he turned himself over to look at Viper.
"You were thinking about him." She stated as a matter of fact. Harry couldn't bring himself to look into her eyes. "There is nothing to be ashamed of. He is a rather nice looking male." Harry smiled at her weakly.
"Draco...he doesn't even like me. I doubt he is even gay." Viper's lips twitched with laughter.
"I have seen into his dreams. Though he doesn't realize it yet no female will ever be able to arouse his passion." Harry glanced back at Viper wanting to ask her about her scars and why she was here.
"They are for sins committed." Viper grimaced tracing the one on her cheek. "From a world that is too far for you to be concerned with."
"I don't know if I like you reading my mind."
"I am not reading your mind. I could see the question in your eyes."
"Draco?" Pansy purred as she drew her arm across Draco's naked body. "Is something wrong? You haven't responded to anything I have said or done tonight."
"Maybe you should take that as a hint that I am not interested in you anymore." Draco's response came across the pitch black of his room. "Why don't you try leaving and see my response to that?" Pansy looked hurt not that it mattered much since the room was in almost complete darkness.
She slipped out of Draco's bed and stumbled to the door blinded by the lack of light and her tears. There was a brief sliver of light as she opened the door then again all was black. Draco sighed as he laid head on his pillow. 'I wonder who Harry has in his bed tonight.'
The morning saw Harry still lying in bed. He watched in fascination as his dorm mates seemed oblivious to the fact that he was awake.
"It is Saturday morning." He looked at Viper's half closed eyes. "What am I going to do with you?" A mischievous smile slid over Viper's mouth.
"I could suggest a couple things, but seeing as it would require me turning back into that blond I have a feeling you would rather wait for the real thing."
Harry shifted into a sitting position watching Ron look over at his bed in mild concern before closing the door quietly.
"Do they think I am sick or something?"
"They believe you are simply asleep." Viper replied opening her eyes.
Harry's scar started to burn. His cries echoed through the dorm. Viper jumped and took hold of his shoulders and melded her mind with his. She saw a dark stone room with candles placed around the walls.
In the middle of the room was what she supposed was left of a human female. Blood soaked the table and the floor around it. Standing at the head of the table holding the female's head was a snakelike figure. She felt that Harry knew him and hated him.
The figure spoke, 'I will find the one you have attached yourself to. Nothing will save her!'
Suddenly Viper was pushed out of Harry's mind so violently that she almost fell out of the bed. She raised her eyes to look at Harry. He was pale and breathing hard almost as if he had just run a marathon.
Viper narrowed her eyes. 'He will not succeed.'
Draco woke up sweating. 'Must have been a nightmare.' He got up and felt dizzy enough to plop back down on his bed again. 'Or then again maybe I had one too many to drink.'
He finally saw straight enough to stagger into the bathroom shedding his pajamas as he went. He turned on the shower and stood underneath the warm water. He felt a hand go around his waist.
"Not now Pansy." He said rather sharply.
"I'm not Pansy." Draco started and tried to turn around but the grip around his waist was like iron. He felt movement behind him and all went black.
"Come on Viper it isn't going to hurt you." Harry begged. Viper looked at the contraption in front of her warily.
"You are telling me that I stand in that little room and I get clean?"
"Well you have to turn it on first." Harry sighed.
"Let me show you." He walked into the shower stall and turned on the water until it was at perfect temperature. "There." Viper approached the falling water.
"I don't smell magic on it."
"That's because it isn't magic, just plumbing." Harry grinned at the confused expression on her face.
"Here goes nothing." Viper jumped into the little stall and stood under the water. Harry collapsed in laughter.
"You are supposed to take your clothes off first!"
"That would have been more useful earlier."
Ron and Seamus were mystified. They were standing outside the bathroom door listening to Harry laugh like he had no worries.
"I wonder who or what is making him laugh like that." Ron said wistfully.
"Hey as long as it makes him laugh it can't be a bad thing." Seamus took Ron's arm and dragged him downstairs for a game of chess.
"Here." Harry said turning around to hand her a towel.
"There is no need." Viper burst into flame. Harry gasped and scrambled for his wand. By the time he turned around with it in his hand Viper stood there not a hair out of place and as dry as she was before she went into the shower.
"How...how did you do that?" Harry couldn't help stuttering.
"I guess I have some explaining to do." Viper tilted her head towards the common room. "Maybe it would be better if you introduced me to them and I could explain it all at once."
A/N: So how do you like her so far? Please review. It makes me happy. I write when I am happy!