A/N: Hello! I don't tend to remeber to put authour's notes on the first chapter. Sorry if you read and are like what's with her, no message! I just wanted you to read it. I try really hard to update everything on fridays so you dont have to wait forever. But fridays mean friday night. I write harry romances with a new character cause i can't bend any toher female charater to create the girl i think hair will fall for.
Disclaim: I don't own anything, not the orginal story, orgianl character's or places, i do however take credit for Clara and hte few fake spells i made along the way.
He never heard Ron come back to bed. He actually didn't even see Hermione or Ron in the common room that morning. So, for the first time is six years at Hogwarts he went to breakfast alone. He half expected to see them in the Great Hall already, but to no avail. He sat down at a neutral table with his Potions notes and ate alone. After he went through the first section of notes someone sat next to him with a thump.
"I never doubt why you hate Draco." It was Clara, but she called him Draco, not Malfoy.
"Why? What is it?" Harry asked.
"After I came back last night, and after you left he was sitting in one of the chairs the whole time." Clara exhaled with much strength, "He's always had this weird attraction, if that's what you call it, for me, always following me, making fun of or trying to flirt with me. Anyway, he told Snape you where in the Common room and tonight we have a detention with him. I suspect he'll tell you before the test to through you off, but be warned." She was about to get up.
"Don't go." Harry said grabbing her arm, "my friends seemed to have abandoned me, will you sit with me?"
"Sure...." Clara said sitting down. " Suppose Slytherin will be without me today...Where are they...Ron and Hermione right?"
"Yah."
"I've heard of them around, going out right?" Clara asked,
"Yah,"
"That would be why you're alone." Clara sighed pleasantly, "It's sad, but you probably will be without them while they are together. Trust me on this. I lost my best friends while they were going out with who knows who. It changes so much."
"What about you?" Harry asked.
"ME? Nah, I don't really get into that whole switching boyfriend thing like they do, not into the fake love stuff." Clara seemed so natural now, "So does the great Harry Potter date?"
"No," Harry said thinking about Cho.
Clara nodded. "Well I suppose I'll be seeing you then?"
"Yah." Harry nodded smiling a bit.
"Bye," Clara got up; "Sorry I can't stay longer, but have to get my Potions supplies."
Harry went to potions and found Hermione and Ron.
"Where were you guys this morning?" Harry asked sitting across from them.
"Oh, the library." Ron said.
"Studying?" Harry asked putting a wry smile on his face.
"Yes, only studying." Hermione said seriously.
Ron whisper something to himself but neither he nor Hermione understand, because the look on Hermione's face was all too familiar. She always had that distorted look whenever she didn't understand. He didn't know how much more of this he could take. But it was reasuring to see Hermione look like that again. Class was about to begin when Snape came up to Harry.
"I heard about your little rondevue last night, Potter," Snape sneered.
"Sir?" Harry asked.
"You were in the Slytherin Common Room, strictly off limits to Gryfinddor's! You will be serving detention with me tonight with your little accomplice, Miss Clara Plowski. It is a pity a fine young lady such as her to get mixed up with the likes of you." Snape slipped the words through tight lips and left to begin class.
"What where you doing in there?" Hermione leaned over.
"Nothing, I'll tell you later." Harry sighed and began his test.
The test was easy, all the studying with Clara paid off, and he was looking forward for once to see his grade. Harry continued through his classes with or with out Ron and Hermione, they seemed quick content with doing their own thing today, but he always saw them in class. During the day he noticed how many classes he does have with Clara. Every class he had with Slyethrins, which he usually dreads, he found Clara.
Lunch had come, but Harry again couldn't find Ron or Hermione. Well. He thought I might as well sit with Luna, Neville and all them, I don't think I'll be seeing much of Hermione or Ron like Clara said. Harry sat down with them.
"Howdy," Luna said, "Where's Ron and Hermione these days? I haven't seen them around."
"Neither have I, but I don't really want to know what they're up to." Harry said sitting down.
"Ohhhhh," Luna said with an odd tone, "Who was that who sat next to you during breakfast, she was a Slytherin, an accomplice of Malfoy no doubt."
"No actually she's just a girl." Harry said.
"Just a girl, I doubt that." Luna said with sarcasm dripping in her voice.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked offensively.
"Nothing, she's probably working you or it's all Malfoy, that's all." Luna smiled continuing with her meal.
"I don't think either of those is right." Harry said returning to his meal.
Classes continued and dinner came, but Ron and Hermione were present.
"Glad you could join us," Harry said annoyed, he was sitting with Luna and them again.
"Come off it Harry, we're not abandoning you." Ron said.
Harry finished his meal quickly and got up.
"Where are you going?" Hermione asked as if she felt guilty for leaving Harry alone all the time.
"I have a detention, remember? During potions Snape told me." Harry said walking towards the dungeons.
When Harry got into Snape's office of bottles and dust he found Clara already there, but Snape was not.
"Hi." Harry said sheepishly.
"Hi," Clara said," Snape's not here yet I suppose he's still eating."
"Yah..." Harry said sitting next to her.
"Why did I have to be in Slytherin?" Clara asked pondering fate.
"I asked that once." Harry said remembering the second year, which seemed so far away now. "I thought I was sorted wrongly. But everything has a reason. Is any of your family in Slytherin?"
"No. Everyone else was is Ravenclaw. Everyone" Clara sighed, "You have no idea what it's like. I've made a few friends but they are all snobby, they all have the same mentality as Selazar Slytherin."
"Well maybe you'll find out why you're supposed to be there. I found out why I'm supposed to be in Gryfinndor not and other." Harry said,
"But that was a heroic way, you must have been visited by Gryfinndor's ghost or something." Clara sighed.
"Well no...." Harry thought and said, "I got Grfinndor's sword."
Clara laughed, "I'll tell you when I get a sword of Slytherin."
At that moment Snape walked in.
"Ah, good to see some punctual people." He said seemingly referring to some event earlier, "Well I was going to put you through some hard labor like transporting rations or something of that sort, but on my way in I noticed the boy's lavatory was quick disgusting, Harry perhaps you know it, the one in Hufflepuff hall?" Harry cringed, "Well you two can take as long as you want, but it must be cleaned.... Without magic. There are buckets and soap in the closet there. Get to work."
They left immediately, but Harry's head was low. "What is it?" Clara asked, "How bad could it be?"
"You know you hear about things exploding in boy's bathrooms and flooding right?" Harry asked.
"Yah."
"Well is ALL happens in that one bathroom. But the thing is it's only cleaned once a year, other than that they just let it build up, but it's usually cleaned by a whole crew at the end of the year... Using magic." Harry sighed.
"So, this will be a mess to no end, and they haven't cleaned it yet this year?" Clara asked.
"Yah, "They turned into the lavatory, the mess looked as though 20 bombs have gone off in every toilet, and there was stagnate water around the toilets. The sinks where green and brown and the mirrors no longer showed a reflection and the windows along the ceiling let no light in. "Welcome to The Dungy Lavatory."
"Does anyone use the bathroom actually go to the bathroom?" Clara asked in disgust.
"No, only bombs and such." Harry said opening the maintenance closet, where inside all the cleaning materials where collecting dust, for only magic was ever used to clean it. "Well let's get to work, what do you want to start on?"
Clara looked through the closet and looked around the room; "I'll take the latter and clean the windows and mirrors."
"Alright..." Harry said giving her the things she needed, "I'll... get the sinks unclogged and cleaned...."
They started right away without another word. Harry's face was twisted into a cringed mess for the smell of trapped stink bomb vapors and grunge. Clara was up on the latter to reach the windows high above the sinks, which, like the bathroom where Moaning Myrtle lived, where in the center. Her face was not cringed but rather determined to get her job done.
Harry had cleaned 4 of the 12 sinks around the circle when he came to one which had on of George and Fred's un-lit stink bombs, "Why couldn't you have cleaned up after yourselves?"
"Did you say something Harry?" Clara asked from above him.
"No, it's just Ron's brothers Fred and George caused most of this mess." Harry said,
"Oh, I've heard of them" Clara said continued back to her work.
They continued around the room until they both came to their last sink or window. Clara had found herself at possibly the dirtiest thing in the whole place, and some how she had pealed it off but one corner, there was a gelatin like substance, green of course, which she couldn't get off. She gave one last hard pull on it, but in the process she lost her balance. Failing her arms she tried to stay on the ladder, "Harry!" She said as she began to fall. It was a two-story fall enough to break many a bone. But as Harry turned around to face Clara she had already been falling. The luck of the matter is Harry was there instead of a tiled floor. She landed right on him throwing him to the floor.
"Are you alright?!" Harry asked trying to separate themselves.
"Yah...." Clara said collecting herself and then sliding of a Harry.
Harry checked to see if he was hurt by her fall, other than a bit of discombobulation he was fine. Looking to Clara he saw he arm, was rather, say, open, she must have gashed it on something falling, but the blood wasn't pouring or anything, it was just red, red of the blood deep within you.
"Clara!" Harry said grabbing her arm, "Your arm! It's all bloody!"
"What?" Clara asked looking at her arm, "...But it doesn't hurt." Harry took on of their clean rags and wrapped it around her arm. "You learned that in the muggle world."
"What?" Harry asked, "Oh yah, I live their..."
"So do I." Clara said, "So, should we continue on or go to the hospital wing?"
"What do you mean? There's an option?" Harry asked still on the floor next to Clara.
"Yes, since there's no chance of infection since I hit in on a clean sink, and the blood isn't going anywhere, the pressure will stop in, my arm is fine, minus the gash." Clara said smiling; it took Harry a minute. "I'm kidding, let's go the hospital wing."
"Oh, ok," Harry said helping her up.
"You don't need to help me, I haven't hurt my leg." Clara smiled.
Harry was happy to have a reason to leave the bathroom. Clara walked beside him to the hospital wing, where they found Madam Pomfrey.
"Dear! Harry what did you do!!?" Pomfrey asked looking at Clara's arm.
"Oh he did do anything, we where serving a detention with Snape and I fell, I gashed my arm on something." Clara said calmly.
"Right, anyway, Snape will wait for your return I'll just fix you up and you'll be out of here." Madam Pomfrey left for a minute and Clara sat on one of the beds. Awkwardly Harry stood there for a moment, but he sat down next to her, not too close mind you.
"I was hoping it would take longer to fixed..." Clara smiled a bit. "Oh well, I'd hate to be idle for too long."
"Yah." Harry was thinking the same thing.
Madam Pomfrey returned and put a potion on her arm. Clara cringed and grabbed Harry's hand subconsciously. The potion simmered and turned green extracting the infection beginning to grow. Then it turned red and grew back her skin. It dried up and Clara was left with a scar.
"Sorry dear, that scar will be there forever, but it will heal a bit more, and less read. That's just the way the human body works." Madam Pomfrey began to bandage her up, "You'll want to keep these one for tonight at least, you don't want to get anything in the scar. Well off you too go. Finish you detention. If it starts getting itchy come back ok, dear?" Clara nodded, "Oh and sorry I don't know your name."
"Oh, I'm Clara Plowski, I'm in Slytherin." Clara said.
"Ta ta you two." Pomfrey nodded and they left.
On the way back Clara pulled her ripped sleeve over her bandage. "Does it hurt?" Harry asked.
"You've never had that stuff before?"
"Nah, she uses something else, I usually have time to stay there."
"Yah, it does. A bit more than I expected." Clara said slightly embarrassed.
They return and finished in silence. Then, the went back to Snape's office, it was about ten o'clock
"Well that took longer than I thought I would, sorry you guys will have hardly any time for homework." Snape sneered.
"Clara fell, we had to go see Madam Pomphery, that's one of the reasons it took so much time." Harry said.
"Why didn't you come directly here!?" Snape stood up, "You where on my orders, you know that!"
"Sorry sir, she was bleeding." Harry bit his lip.
"Right, well Clara you will be excused from doing your homework, did you hurt your quill hand?" Snape said trying to be sympathetic towards someone in his room.
"Yes, it's my left." Clara said, "What about Harry? He was effected by that too?"
"Yes but he can still write." Snape said curtly, "Good-night."
They left. They had a half-hour 'til curfew. Walking down the hall Clara said:
"Sorry you couldn't get out of homework."
"It's not you fault."
"Yes it is...I fell, on you, and caused you to have to bring me to the hospital wing." Clara said.
"But we got the detention because I asked you to help me," Harry said.
"But I didn't have to help you." Clara said.
They came to the Slytherin common room, it was dark, not like the tunnel though, Harry saw Clara, her outline against the moon, her eyes were deep, against the stone wall. She smiled to him, it seemed almost like a dream. "Harry?" He looked at her. "Are you okay? Look like you were put in a trance."
"No, I'm fine," Harry said, "Well goodnight."
"Right." Clara nodded. There was a pause, neither of them liked it, and neither wanted to admit it. They seemed almost, embarrassed of themselves, "Well see you tomorrow." Clara finally said, but before Harry could do or say anything she was out of his sight. In a moment Harry had leapt out of his skin and the lights seemed to have vanished as Clara turned her back, he had almost followed her, almost saying the password and almost following his gut, but he was cut short but a cold ominous sigh.
"Going somewhere Potter?" Snape's cold voice was behind him; "I wouldn't want to see you in there again. Getting in trouble again."
"I was just walking Clara back." Harry said firmly feeling his spin straighten.
"Well it looks as though she went in, so goodnight. Mr. Potter." Snape said and continued down the hall. Harry took a deep breath forcing his anger out with his exhale and went back to the common room and straight to bed.
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