Last Love
Summary: Yada Yada Yada!
Disclaimer: --Fixes clothes, and emerges from the dark spot—A'right... that was a tough fight –pant—well... uh... –looks around awkwardly—I do wownharbypotre!—Jk Rambo jumped from behind and started beating her to death--.......................................... ......................................................................................................................................—dies—
Thanks to: Smash1234- Sorry the story didn't flow... I hope it made sense, at least... well, I also hope you like this chapter better... my writing has been going down a little, bcs of school and all, I am really really sorry, I know that's not an excuse... but... –poisons all the teachers... except the Spanish one 'cus he's really cuuuuuute, and the social studies teacher cause he's really fuuuuuuun... and the biology teacher bcs he's really smaaaaart...— There... no more school problem...(Alas, if the principal or soemoen reads this I WILL get kicked out...:P)
Gryffindor620- That was hilarious! I'mglad to find someone who understands myf eeligns towards Ron, I have nothing against the Weasley's... and OBJECTIVELY I DO like Ron... but personally I hate him... and I hate Ginny... always...
AshleyPotter13- Well, I get my ideas from... I don't really know... I just start typing and... go along with it... where do YOU get your ides from!? I MUST know! Thanks for the standing ovation I give TWO standing ovations to YOUR story... –LISTEN EVERYBODY AFTER YOU READ THIS STORY YOU MUST! I REPEAT YOU MUST READ 'WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?' FROM 'ASHLEYPOTTER13'!!
Author's Note: Well, I realize this is not so good, it's kinda cheesy and weird, now... when you read this remember that my favorite make characters are Harry, Draco... LUPIN!!!!—FAINTS—and SNAAAAPE—FAINTS TOO—
Chocolate Incident With McGonagall and Lupin(I realize the title has nothing to do with the main idea of the chapter... but just... you'll get it... by the end of the chapter)
'I kissed her... I kissed her?... I KISSED HER! But then again, she kissed back. Well, she was... she was drunk; I don't think she meant it. She's got Ron. besides... She probably doesn't remember, I'm surprised I remember I was so smashed, well, I could never forget the feel of her... No! What am I saying! She loves Ron! But... she... she kissed me. She kissed back, not only that... she pulled me into it again, she made it deeper! Alright, Harry! This is not fair! Stop it! You kissed, you were BOTH drunk, everybody was drunk, too drunk to remember, and... and... she will never love you..." Harry turned around a corner and toppled over as he hit something hard. Rubbing the back of his head he opened his eyes.
"You alright, Potter?" Draco said as he helped Harry up.
"What's up with you? Why are you being nice?" Harry asked. Draco looked around and started walking next to Harry.
"Well... it's different now, I don't have to pretend."
"Excuse me?"
"Potter, Professor Dumbledore thought it was too dangerous for me to stay in my parents' house, given the circumstances."
"What circumstances?"
"Well, I was supposed to turn into a Death Eater, you know that, right?" Harry nodded, confused. "I refused." Harry almost ran into a wall.
"What?" He choked out.
"Well, my excuse was that I was still in school and if I became a Death Eater, Dumbledore would know. It would be too risky for me and the Death Eaters. He bought that, at first, my father, but... I kept postponing the ceremony, telling him I still thought it was too risky, and that Dumbledore is keeping an eye on me, afraid I would turn into one. I told him that Snape couldn't do anything to help because he would blow his 'cover'. Until it started getting dangerous, I started getting Howlers, first... then I started getting letters with hexes in them, then followed the ones that exploded as soon as I finished reading them... and then the ones with potions that could've killed me. Professor Snape made his mind up, said it was too hazardous for me to open my own mail, so he started opening it for me, yeah that's where he got those boils from, then, this summer, I wrote to him, Snape I mean. Told him my father had been using the Cruciatus Curse on me every time I refused to go meet the Dark Lord, using stupid excuses as Dumbledore would know, or I have too much work. I guess he told the Headmaster because next thing I knew Dumbledore went over to speak with the Minister, Weatherby?"
"Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ron's older brother." Harry corrected. (A/N: Puki's favorite character is Percy Weasley... besides Hermione of course..)
"Yeah, him, and soon they had a plan and everything. So they went over to my father's house, told him they had to take me away... he refused, said I was perfect to become a Death Eater and he would not let his only son be taken away, they started dueling and well, you can figure out who won."
"Why did you refuse to become a Death Eater?"
"Well, I wanted to, at first. But then I saw my father and some other Death Eaters just... torture and kill a person, one they had never seen before. I'm not into killing Potter, I refuse to kill." Draco finished. "Well, anyways, I'm living with my cousin now, she belongs to the order, I think she's my mom's niece or soemthing. She's a little clumsy, though, but she's alright."
"Who? Sirius is dead... what other Black is there? I mean, there's Bellatrix... and... Tonks?" Harry asked confused.
"Of course Tonks! I do not believe Dumbledore would want me hanging out with Bellatrix." Harry laughed.
"Tonks' special... so, you didn't want to be a Death Eater?" Draco shook his head. "I thought you... well, you always hated Dumbledore, and me, you used to insult Hermione for being a muggle-born, and... Ron for being a 'muggle-lover', why?"
"Pretences, Potter, that's what they all were. Granted I do NOT like muggle-borns, but I don't really hate them as much as You-Know-Who. Dumbledore, I've always looked up to him, in a way, and as for you, I never really liked you, I never really knew you, either. Besides, I already told you, I'm not into like killing."
"You are in Slytherin." Draco laughed at this comment.
"Slytherin? Gryffindor? What's the difference? Slytherin doesn't equal bad, nor does Gryffindor good. That's the main problem, that's what everybody thinks. Slytherins are ambitious, that's it... Gryffindors are brave... and that's that. Just because you're a Gryffindor, it doesn't mean you will be good, you can be brave... in the dark side."
"I never thought about it that way..." Harry reasoned.
"No one ever does... of course not 'The Dark Lord' came out of Slytherin, why not assume we are ALL as evil?" Draco said sarcastically with a funny movement of his hands.
"I'm sorry..." Harry said in an undertone.
"I'm not... I'm actually glad. I mean, I'm out of my dad's house; I don't have to meet the Dark Lord anymore. I can... be myself, in a way. I hope... that... I can still be myself."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I hope that... the Malfoy Heritage... hasn't grown on me, after all these years of pretending, of being around them." Harry laughed hysterically. "What's so funny, Potter?"
"Well, I don't think so, I mean, look at ME... I live with muggles who think it disgraceful to be a wizard. Who would rather eat and watch T.V. than do anything productive, they gossip, and brag. They do not like people too smart, or too dumb. Or too ugly, or too handsome, too normal or too weird. They find it disgraceful, I think it's the opposite, what makes us US, what makes us different, are those weird things, those GIFTS... I don't like T.V, I like being... 'weird.'" Harry sighed. "My parents died, I never met them, yet, everyone says I'm so much like them. So I think... we are not who we are made, or who we live with... we are who we are born. Does that make any sense?"
"Creepy... but yes." ... the weird thing was not that they were talking, but that they actually liked talking to each other. Then Hermione and Ron came walking in front of them and Ron stopped abruptly.
"What are you up to Malfoy?" Ron said defensively.
"Stay away from Harry!" Hermione yelled as she swiftly pulled out her wand.
"What are you going to do to me?" Draco said...
"Guys... he's not doing anything!" Harry said as he saw Hermione come closer to Draco with her wand. "Hermione STOP!" Hermione then looked at Harry, into those deep green eyes that seemed to just bore into her; they both blushed and walked in opposite directions.
'God! I hope he doesn't remember about last night, of course not, he seemed a little tipsy. I think that's why he leaned in and kiss me. You never know the effects alcohol will have in a person. Maybe I should tell Ron, but then... telling him would mean that there was something there, when there wasn't... it was just a drunken mistake. Just a mistake... nothing more than a mistake... Ron doesn't HAVE to know. I didn't do anything wrong. It's... normal, absolutely normal. Yup, normal... nothing wrong, nope, nothing wrong; it was the normal action and reaction, after all... for every action there's an equal and opposite reaction. That's the third law of physics, and I would know. My reaction was equal... and then... ARGH! Who am I kidding; I don't know crap about physics!' And so Hermione's thoughts went in this manner for quite a while, she went to the library and sat herself on a desk, just thinking, letting her mind drift in any direction.
"I spoke to Harry, it turns out Draco is not half bad." Ron said as he sat down in front of Hermione, snapping her out of her day dream. "He was pretending, all this time, and he has now been 'released' from his parents house and is currently living with Tonks. Harry seems to believe he has really changed, and seems to trust him... some how. I asked him how he could be so sure that he's good, that he is not pretending to be good, and his whole argument was... 'If Dumbledore trusts him, that's enough for me.' Can you believe it? Uh... Hermione... you listening to me?" Ron waved a hand in front of her face; Hermione looked up to the source of the voice that had snapped her out of her dream.
"Uh, yeah, is he really? Well, if Dumbledore trusts him, and Harry does too... then I guess it's good enough for me." She said monotonously.
"Are you kidding? What's wrong with you people? Am I the only one with common sense around here? It's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, we're talking about. And Dumbledore, fine SURE, go ahead, and trust his judgment, but Harry? We both know he doesn't have the best judgment in the world." Hermione shrugged. She didn't really want to discuss Harry.
"Do you really want to talk about Draco and Harry and DUMBLEDORE right now?" She said leaning over and giving a soft peck on the lips. He pondered a bit...
"Maybe not." He leaned over to her...
Harry sat in the tree by the lake, the same spot were his father sat after the O.W.L.S. and were him, Hermione and Ron sat days after the Quidditch game in fifth year. Harry's mind was basically blank, he just sat there watching the wind move the water, feeling it ruffle his hair up, and then he felt the grass moving and he knew someone was sitting next to him, probably Seamus, Dean or Neville, most likely Neville... it could be any one, Harry didn't really care...
"Everything alright, Potter?" but it couldn't be Malfoy... Harry turned around and never-the-less the blond-haired boy was staring back at him.
"Uh... yeah, I guess. Yeah, everything is alright."
"If you say so... mind if I stay here? I've been rejected by my own kind." Draco said sarcastically, and not waiting for a response, he lay down in the grass, looking up at the sky. They were silent for some minutes and then Harry let out a soft sigh and fell back too. "Alright, I am not the brightest dracon in the bunch but I do know when someone is having a bad time."
"What?" Harry turned around.
"Oh, you ARE thick Potter." Draco groaned. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"Why should I tell you, Malfoy?" Malfoy laughed.
"Because if you could tell Weasley or Granger you'd have already told them. Because you... in front of the lake, sulking is a clear sign you can't tell them. Because I told you already what happened to me." Harry looked up at the sky. Closed his eyes and imagined Hermione's feeling against his body, against his lips.
"Hermione is... dating Ron, you know that right?"
"Of course, it's not like Snape DOESN'T have a witty comment to say about them in EVERY class."
"Well... I... Hermione... she..."
"I get it. So what's the problem?" Harry turned to look at Draco, shocked.
"She's dating Ron." He said again.
"I know that, but we all know she has a crush on you, Potter. Or doesn't she?" Draco lifted himself up in his elbows.
"Of course she doesn't, she's dating Ron. But, last night... we had a party for him, you know, candies, dancing, butterbeer... it turns out she was a little drunk... and I kind of kissed her." Harry said hesitantly.
"So?"
"So? Ron is in love with Hermione, Hermione is in love with Ron, I'm in love with Hermione. Hermione and Ron are dating, and I kissed Hermione last night." Draco thought about it a second.
"So they are BOTH really in love?" Draco asked again uncertainly.
"Yes!" Harry said exasperatedly.
"Oh, you really did it, Potter."
"I know!" Harry sighed and let himself drop again.
"Didn't you say she was drunk?"
"Uh, yeah... what does that have to do?"
"Well, when my father used to get drunk, he usually wouldn't remember it the next day, I doubt Granger will remember the kiss." Draco was now sitting up looking down on Harry.
"Your father used to get drunk? What would he do to you?"
"That's not the point, I'm out of there... the problem here is Granger." Draco thought for a moment. "So, you want her?"
"But Ron has her..." Harry pointed out again.
"So, you just have to fight for her!"
"I will NOT steal my best friend's girl away!"
"Well, if you were aiming to be the perfect gentle-man why are you moping?" Harry considered this for a while...
"Well... you see... I... it happens to be that... I... I AM NOT MOPING!" Harry resigned himself to say.
"If you say so, Potter." Draco said calmly.
"When did YOU become so passive?" A raged Ron was standing over them.
"What's wrong, Ron?" (A/N: Wrong Ron... get it... Wrong Ron? Get it... get it... a'right, never mind then.) Asked Harry disturbed, had he heard the conversation?
"Ron, give it a break." Hermione said gently sitting next to Draco. "Malfoy, I see Harry trusts you... and, well, I'm willing to put everything behind me, if you are." Harry looked expectantly.
"Sure." Was all the response Draco had.
"Apparently, turning to the good side didn't have any effect on how cocky you are!" Ron bellowed at Draco.
"I didn't TURN to the good side, Weasley... I had nothing to turn FROM..." Draco said standing up.
"Mr. Malfoy? Are these... kids... bothering you?" Snape sneered as he came closer to them. He seemed to be alright... well, as alright as man who had screamed his head off when he had seen a lady bug, swearing she was trying to kill him, or any other object for that matter.
"No... We were actually having a very civilized debate, Professor; I guess I got carried away." Malfoy said, grinned at Harry, nodded at Hermione, glared at Ron, and walked away.
"I don't trust that kid one bit, Harry... I don't care what ANYONE says..." Ron said loudly enough for Malfoy to hear. Draco turned around swiftly, standing next to Professor Snape.
"You have been known to make wrong choices, Weasley." Yet while he said it he looked at Hermione, making her frown.
"What is all this about?" Snape said glaring at the Gryffindors. "Why aren't you with the rest of the Slytherins, Mr. Malfoy."
"Because, since they heard I'm living with a half-blood, muggle-lover, Dumbledore supporter, after refusing to my father's orders to become a Death Eater... they have rejected me."
"Well, then, I guess the Headmaster would agree with me if I were to tell you to stay close to these three, you'll be safe." Snape said reluctantly and walked away.
Snape stood in front of the class, it was Monday, he had Slytherins and Gryffindors first thing morning, to his surprise, when Potter&co came in they weren't alone, a blond smiling young Mr. Malfoy was with them, Granger and Weasley were talking as Malfoy tried to incorporate Potter into the conversation, but Potter refused to even as so much look at Granger. Snape had seen him pull away from Granger and Weasley the past days, he did remember the past weeks, and his stay at the Hospital Wing, he was sooooooo very embarrassed of it. Yet he remembered his conversation with Potter about Granger. (A/N: or shall he say GRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAANGER). To his surprise the four of them didn't sit together... Granger and Weasley sat together, while Malfoy and Potter sat with Longbottom. When Potter had not been with Malfoy he had been with Longbottom, but never alone with Weasley and Granger... Snape started class normally.
"I don't get it Potter... why do you ignore her?" Draco said softly as they started brewing up the potion.
"Because if I don't, I might do something drastic... I want her to be happy."
"You can't ignore her for ever..."
"I can try." Harry said and it was obvious to both Neville and Draco that that was the end of the conversation... After potions they went to Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid kept giving them worried glances. 'Seein' Harry hangin' out wit' Malfoy ain't no good sign.' Hagrid thought to himself halfway through the class.
"What class do Gryffindors have next, Potter?" Harry thought for a moment.
"Transfiguration, Slytherins?"
"Charms." They nodded at each other as they went in different directions.
"I thought... well, I thought Malfoy was a git..." Neville said catching up with Harry.
"He seems to have changed Neville." Harry said as he looked at the pair walking in front of them.
"I still don't trust him, Harry." Ron said as he turned around to meet Harry.
"I don't know... maybe he HAS changed, Ron." Hermione said as she started walking next to Harry.
"A Slytherin never changes!" Ron said a little angered.
"Look at Professor Snape." Hermione battled.
"He's evil."
"Come off it, Ron! How many times have you accused him in the past five years?"
"Uh... five..." He said in an undertone.
"How many time shave you been right?"
"None... but... that is so not the point!..." Ron started blushing slightly...
"So Harry..." Hermione turned to her right just see that Harry had walked away and was now entering Transfiguration Classroom. "What's the matter with that boy?" She said in an angry tone... She saw as Harry and Neville sat together in a desk and started talking, she sat with Ron in the opposite end of the classroom, but all throughout Transfiguration she kept glancing angry glares at Harry, and she knew he was refraining with all his will to look at her. Hermione did not notice that her Transfiguration professor had noticed, and definitely didn't see the kind smile that plastered over her lips as she saw her best student act in such a fashion. She would have to tell the Headmaster of this little, altercation, later on...
"Remember your four feet of parchment, in my desk, next class... Class Dismissed." Minerva McGonagall went through her class as normally, and as soon as all the students went out she went to the Headmasters office, there was quite a while before dinner. "Sugar Quill." She said and the gargoyle moved to the side, she walked up and didn't even knock before she went into the room. She had been beaten to the Headmasters office, in front of the Headmaster, worry splashed all over his eyes and face, was Professor Lupin.
"May I presume you are here to discuss the same matter as we are, Minerva?"
"That depends on what matter you are discussing." She asked as she took the cup of tea Remus was offering her and waved away the chocolate. 'I swear between Albus' Lemon Drops and Remus' Chocolate Bars... they'll drive me insane!'
"Take the chocolate..."
"I don't want any, Remus, thank you."
"Chocolate is good, take it!"
"I don't want chocolate..."
"TAKE IT!"
"Uh..."
"Harry, Malfoy, Hermione and Ron." Lupin returned to the subject shortly after his chocolate bar had been accepted, rather forcefully.
"Oh, yes, I see the news of Mister Malfoy and his... problems have spread, I have seen him with Mr. Potter. He seems to have found a new group of friends. As for Miss Granger, she is rather irritated by Mr. Potter pulling away. I can see Mr. Weasley is the same as ever, not noticing." McGonagall said ignoring the 'Chocolate Incident'.
"Well, Albus, I just hope you are right. I do not like to meddle, but..." Lupin was cut short by Dumbledore's remark.
"But I AM right, young Remus." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled more than usual. "We just have to find a way to make them express their emotions... what ever they may be. In a rational way."
"That boy, Potter is anything but rational." Phineas said out loud remembering the occurrences of fifth year.
"We will be able to work it out..." Dumbledore said. "Look at the time, we better be of for dinner."
Harry, Neville, Hermione and Ron sat in the Gryffindor table, an icy silence between Hermione and Harry, although the others felt awkward they tried to avoid any comment of it.
"Boy, who died?" Malfoy said as he sat next to Harry. The entire Gryffindor table was staring at him.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?" Ron snarled at Draco's action.
"Yeah, why aren't you over at the Slytherin table, Draco?" Harry stated more simply and diplomatically.
"Well, I'm afraid that they might try to kill me." He said coldly again. "They already tried once."
"What?" Hermione said with a start.
"Yes, in Charms they started 'Mispronouncing' the jinxes and were trying to hex me... luckily they are as skilled in charms as Weasley in Quidditch and kept missing me." Ron stood up but was pulled back down by Hermione. "So really, who died?"
"What do you mean?" Neville said still a little intimidated by the Slytherin.
"It's so... gloomy, and... fiery..." Draco started grabbing food and putting it in his plate.
"Oh, it's nothing is it, Harry?" Hermione said bluntly, with a bit of sarcasm....
"So I am the problem?" Harry said calmly, not daring look up from his food.
"Yes, you have been avoiding us! As if we hurt you in some way!" Her voice was getting higher, yet concern had exploded all over her as she saw Harry staring back into her eyes.
"I think I'll be going now." He stood up and started walking down the Hall... when...
Author's Note: Get the title now? PLS PLS PLS REVIEW! Oh... and
AshleyPotter13! You MUST update!!!!! I updated... so u must update yours...
Dampilleta-I cheeked my mail the other day and I was like screaming through the house yelling, "She Updated! She Updated!" Lol! My parents think I'm too crazy about Potter! UPDATE! If you don't update, then neither am I! Lol! I updated it's now YOUR turn... hahaha, yeah My mom said the same thing when I read you updated