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Note: There is absolutely no excuse large enough for me to tell – except that I was out of the fandom of Harry Potter for a long while shock horror I know, horribly stupid of me. But I needed a break, and I'm back, with many things to put up. I really hope everyone likes this chapter. And now that I've had about half a year of English creative writing practice, I hope that the story is improved. Please review, as all the comments I receive are valued. Even the bad ones. I love everyone who has taken time to read the chapters I have put up and everyone who has taken the time to review. It has been GREATLY appreciated. I'll shut up now, cus I know you don't want to hear my ranting, but read the actual story I'll be going on holiday to Hong Kong and Japan, but only for about 2 and a half weeks. Round 4, everybody!
Last Chapter: Draco Malfoy came in, saw Harry, and left. Then saved his life from a lust-filled Pansy.
Chapter 4: Some more interaction
The Sorting Ceremony took place with no important occurrences, except for the usual warnings Dumbledore gave. Everyone ate happily, commotion in the air everywhere, whilst keeping an eye out for Harry Potter.
Harry was feeling sick. He had made Ron and Hermione shield him from the complete view of the audience of the great hall; they sat at the very end of the table, Harry, with his face nearly touching the wooden surface of the very appreciated table. He could here the buzzing in the air:
"I wonder what Harry looks like now, when I see him…" Giggles erupted from where Parvati's and Lavender's group sat. Harry blushed deeply, pushing his face into the dinner table even more.
"Lucky Bloke, everyone's talking about him. Even my girlfriend!" Said another boy, with a hint of jealousy in his voice. Harry went beetroot red and dug his face into the surface even more.
"Harry, you alright. Don't worry, they're all just curious. It'll quieten down in a few minutes." Hermione assured him, patting his bent back.
"No it won't" Harry wailed silently.
On the other side of the room, Draco Malfoy's temper was slowly building.
Who does he think he is? Stealing my spotlight!!! I should be the one everyone is talking about. Damn the stupid Potter, if that really is him.
Draco decided to take another glance at the Gryffindor table. Over on the other side, both the forms of Weasley and Granger were suspiciously obscuring the far end of the table, who were looking sympathetically over to the quivering lump behind them.
Ah, Potter, always the modest one.
"Why don't I liven things up a little?" He drawled and picked himself up lithely, jumping over the seat and strode up to the corner where he supposed Harry was hiding. At about half way to his destination, Draco noticed that the whole school had quietened down considerably and most were looking in his direction. He smiled to himself and confidently finished his short journey across the great hall.
Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione saw him approaching.
"Harry, the git's coming over." Ron mumbled, nudging the boy, who still had his face turned downwards. Harry mumbled something indistinguishable, not lifting his head. It sounded something like, "Get him t' pee."
"Pardon?" Ron said, eyebrows raised. Harry sighed and took his face slowly up from the table.
"I said; let him be."
"Oh, that's what I thought you said."
Draco had stopped directly in front of Harry now, and was examining his face. His eyes swept across Harry's features, taking in the breathtaking pout, brilliant green eyes and ivory skin.
"What are you doing Malfoy, you perv." Ron exclaimed loudly, suddenly acting as a shield to Harry. "Stop eyeing Harry up."
Draco scoffed. Unrealistically.
"Like I would 'eye' him up." He turned to Harry, "What tricks did you pull this time, Potter? Sold your innocent soul to the devil? Slept with a haggard old witch?" He asked scathingly.
Harry was puzzled. "I'm not getting you."
"Don't pretend, you know very well what I mean." By this time, the whole school had turned to the corner of the room. Everyone wanted to know what had happened in the summer.
Harry thought for a bit. "Oh, these stupid looks? No tricks, just bad luck. Now, would you like to leave me alone?" He said offhandedly, avoiding the school population's gazes. He began to eat, deciding to ignore Draco.
"Well, I hope whatever it was doesn't wear off, because, to be honest, you were the sorest image to my eye last year." With that, he walked back to his own table, and everyone else started to talk again.
"Did Malfoy just give you a compliment?" Hermione said, in wide-eyed awe.
"Dunno, wasn't listening." Harry said nonchalantly. They were heading back to Gryffindor tower, where the fat lady hung. She seemed well polished and if possible, even plumper than she was before the holidays.
"Password please, dears…Oh! Who's this young thing?" She said, looking at Harry with great interest, flouncing up and down in her layers of petticoats.
"It's Harry Potter. Green Maiden." And the portrait automatically swung open. Ron, Hermione and Harry got in, hearing the protests of the fat lady, wanting to know more about what happened.
Draco Malfoy sat in his own common room, with two other frightening looking men sitting opposite him. They looked like drug dealers you'd get hanging around soho in the middle of the night. Weirdly, they were completely silent as Draco pondered.
Draco was thinking about how Harry had upped him once again. Just by ignoring him.
He'll bloody well pay for this.
Zabelle and Smiths, the two men, who were actually from the year above were waiting for his instructions. Draco, seeing them getting agitated by staying in one place too long, put his hand in one of the drawers of the desk next to him, and pulled out a large bag of what anyone would know as coins. He gave them to Zabelle, who promptly dug his hand in the bag, feeling to see if it was galleon filled.
"Don't worry, I haven't cheated you. Just go do it and I'll give you the other half later."
OH my god, another chapter. I though I would never be able to write it. I had actually wanted to stop this story, and I had many fights with myself on whether I should or not. And in the end, my good (and very un-lazy) self won and I'm carrying on.
This was not as long as I expected, but that just means the next chapter will be longer. A lot is actually gonna happen in the next few chapters, and I've actually planned it ahead. So proud of myself. And to warn all those that think that there's gonna be a solid plot to this, think again! Most of this is spur of the moment writing, I only have a very vague idea of where the stories going to go, and I hope that you don't mind.
I'm gonna shut up and post this now. Hope you all like it. And thanx once again to the people who have taken time to read and review.
Luv you all xxxx Hay Lin xxxx