Harry Potter & The Veela That Wouldn't Go Away
By: Darkmoore
"Harry?" Draco said with wide eyes, "Why are you naked?"
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Chapter Sixteen – Christmas Holiday
"Naked?" Harry repeated. Turning to Hermione, he asked, "Why does he think I'm naked?"
"I don't know, Harry," she replied truthfully.
"By Merlin's beard, you are beautiful, Harry. Be with me," breathed Malfoy huskily, as he began to pull his robes off in order to mate with Harry on the spot.
Harry's eyes went wide. "What are you doing, Malfoy?"
"It's time for us to bond, my love, right here and right now," Malfoy said wantonly, as he began to unbuckle the belt to his trousers.
"Oh, no it's not, Malfoy!" Harry bellowed, jumping up from his seat while covering strategic areas with his hands. He ran out of the Great Hall, with Malfoy chasing after him. Knowing that he couldn't outrun the horny Veela, Harry transformed into his panther form of 'Shadow' and went tearing through the halls of the castle, trying to get away from the Slytherin. As he ran, his mind scrambled to think of what could have gone wrong. Reaching the landing near the second floor corridor, Harry was suddenly struck with the answer to his own question, and he headed toward his Defense Against the Dark Arts office at a dead run.
Upon reaching his classroom, Harry reverted back to his human form and ran inside. He shut the door, and using the most complicated locking spells he knew, sealed it closed. Then he ran into his office and sealed the door with locking spells from the inside. Dashing through the door to the sitting room, Harry went in and began to peel off his clothes as he began magically locking that door as well. Once he was completely naked, Harry took off his glasses, set them on the coffee table and jumped into the cauldron. Wrinkling his nose with distaste, he began to wash himself in the smelly brew.
'Hermione,' Harry thought, "I love you dearly, but sometimes you need to read the fine print more closely.'
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Sometime later, after Harry had thoroughly washed himself in the congealment and used magic to dry off completely, he finally emerged from his office and classroom to seek out his friends in the Gryffindor common room.
"Harry?" Hermione asked, "Where have you been? You missed the whole thing."
"Yeah, mate," Ron added with a Cheshire grin, "It was brilliant."
"I have a feeling that I should be happy that I missed it," Harry said. "What happened?"
Ginny giggled madly and sat Harry down in his favorite chair as his friends began to explain to him how Malfoy had peeled about half his clothes off in the Great Hall. Then the teachers had to stun the Veela multiple times in order to keep him from chasing after Harry.
Harry groaned and let his face slide into his hands while the other three laughed. "Then what happened?"
"They took him up to the infirmary for a calming potion," replied Ron, as the girls were lost in a fit of giggles.
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Later that day as the Gryffindors went to lunch, they had to drag a reluctant Harry with them.
"Harry, I don't know what you're worried about. You've dunked yourself in that potion, so the ferret won't be able to see you this time," said Ron consolingly to his friend.
"We thought it worked last time and look what happened," Harry replied, as he gave Hermione a look that said, 'You got something wrong for once.'
Hermione huffed, "It wasn't my fault that two pages were stuck together so tightly. Once we got them apart it gave much clearer instructions about the use of the potion. You're just lucky that when you jumped into the cauldron, it didn't do something horrible to you."
As the group took their seats, Harry noticed that the staff was watching him closely; wands at the ready in case they needed to subdue the Veela once again. A few moments later, he stiffened apprehensively as Malfoy entered the Great Hall and approached the Gryffindor table once again.
"Good afternoon, Malfoy," Hermione cooed, "Are you feeling calmer now?"
"Shut up, mud-blood!" Malfoy spat.
Harry's eyebrows shot up into his fringe. He was about to say something, when Ginny beat him to it. "I thought Harry told you not to call her that anymore?"
"He's not here, is he? Besides what's it to you, Weaselette?" replied the vicious Slytherin.
Ron replied, "We can always tell him what you said, ferret. I'm sure that he wouldn't like it one bit."
"He won't believe you, Weasel. He's my mate, and he loves me and believes anything I tell him. Where is he anyway?"
Harry's three friends smiled at Malfoy and at each other. Hermione pointed to Harry, who appeared to Malfoy to be a vacant seat next to Ron, and said, "He's sitting right there."
Harry held his breath as Malfoy stared right at him. He let it out in a grateful sigh, as the Veela turned back to Hermione and spat, "Is that some form of mud-blood humor?"
Hermione's smile became even larger. "In a way, I suppose it is," she replied, which caused Malfoy to stalk off in disgust.
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For the remainder of the Christmas break, Harry managed to hide from Malfoy, even when they were almost face to face with one another. The four Gryffindors had a splendid Christmas celebration with each other up in the tower, opening their presents in the common room together on Christmas morning.
It wasn't until Harry started to open a gift from Malfoy that Hermione stopped him.
"Wait, Harry, before you open that box, I want to do something," Hermione said, taking out her wand and performing a revealing charm on the gift. Luckily for Harry, her quick thinking had saved the day again. Even though the wrapping and the box itself were fine, the gift inside, which was another sparkling, beautiful white lily, was once again charmed to make everyone turn against Harry.
"I can't believe he's trying that one again," Harry said. "Didn't he realize that we caught on to it already?"
Ron shook his head and performed the blasting curse on it; however, only the box and the wrappings were destroyed, while the lily was still left intact and undamaged. All four of them moved away from the flower as quick as they could.
"Well, that didn't work now, did it?" Ron asked.
"He must have placed an additional charm on it to make it indestructible," Hermione theorized.
Harry sighed. "Damn."
Ginny had an idea. "Maybe if we all tried together, we'd have enough combined power to break the charm and destroy the flower."
"It's worth a try anyway," Ron said. They all drew out their wands and pointed them at the offensive flower, casting the curse simultaneously on a count of three. When the four spells hit the flower, it began to explode; however, the pieces came back together again and reformed the flower perfectly.
All four teenagers looked at the flower and together said, "Shit."
"Now what do we do?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"I have an idea, and I hope it works or we're going to be trapped up here for the rest of the holiday," Harry said. He quickly explained what he wanted them to do.
The others nodded and agreed. Crossing their fingers, they attempted Harry's idea.
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Some time later, the four teenagers went to Professor McGonagall's office. Her door was open, and she appeared to be grading essays.
"Professor?" asked Harry.
"Yes? What do you need today?" she asked from behind her desk, barely glancing up from her work.
Ron spoke this time. "Malfoy sent Harry another one of those white flowers for Christmas, and it's up in the common room."
The elderly witch's eyes popped open and she dropped her quill. Standing up quickly and coming around her desk to look at the students more closely, she said, "What? Did it affect any of you this time?"
"No," Harry answered. "Hermione cast a revealing charm on the package before I opened it. We tried to use the blasting curse to destroy it, but it kept repairing itself."
McGonagall nodded, pleased at the Head Girl for her ingenuity, and asked, "What did you do with the flower?"
"I opened the wardrobe door, and Harry banished it in there. Then we sealed it shut," Ginny explained.
"Well, I suppose that's why we made you both Head Boy and Head Girl. Good thinking. Now, why don't you go find Professor Thorgood and tell him I need to see him in the Headmaster's office as quickly as possible? After that, the four of you should go find something constructive to do with your holiday," she said with a rare smile, and then rushed off to find the Headmaster.
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For the remainder of the Christmas holiday, the Gryffindors rarely saw Malfoy, despite the fact that the lovesick Veela was spending his every waking moment hunting the castle for Harry. The four friends had spent several pleasant evenings in front of the roaring fire in their common room, amusing themselves by watching him on the Marauder's Map as he fruitlessly searched for Harry in every nook and cranny of the castle.
Eventually the holiday did end, and the time arrived that the students would be returning to the castle for the new term. Harry was nervous about seeing Parvati again.
"Harry, you've nothing to be nervous about," Hermione said to him for the millionth time that night. "You did nothing wrong and you know it. Once the spell from the first lily was broken, she was released the same as we were."
"What if he sent her another one, like he did me on Christmas day?" Harry asked nervously.
"Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall and Thorgood destroyed that one, and then Professor Snape had a long conversation with Malfoy about it. So, everyone should be back to normal and you can get your girlfriend back," consoled Hermione. Then she continued, "What did she say when she responded to your letter?"
Harry looked at his feet and said, "I didn't send one to her. I was afraid she still wouldn't want to be with me. Besides, if she was released from the spell, why didn't she write to me?"
Hermione would have responded, but she had no answer for him.
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When it was nearing dinnertime on the day of the Second Term feast, the students who remained over the holidays took their seats in the Great Hall and awaited the arrival of their fellow classmates. The carriages began to arrive a few minutes later, and the returning students disembarked from their carriages and made their way into the Great Hall amongst the usual bustle of excited chatter as everyone reunited with friends and exchanged the details of their holidays. Harry was seated with his best friends at the Gryffindor table, nervously clutching a bouquet of roses that Professor Sprout had fixed for him to give Parvati. The head of Hufflepuff had heard about the whole lily incident, and had taken pity on him and helped him with the arrangement earlier that afternoon.
Finally, he saw Parvati enter Great Hall, flanked by her twin sister, Padma, and her best friend, Lavender. Harry stood and nervously went to her with the bouquet in his hand, offering it to her when he reached her.
"Parvati, I…." Harry began, but never finished the sentence, as she launched herself into his arms. She hugged him for everything that she was worth, and he hugged her back.
"Harry," she sobbed in his ear, "I am so sorry about…" Harry never knew how she finished that sentence as she was crying too hard to be understood. Instead, he just held her there in the middle of the hall, blocking traffic and not caring anything about it.
"It's okay, Parvati, it wasn't your fault. Malfoy charmed that flower that was in my office to cause anyone who saw it to turn against me. He was trying to isolate me from everyone else in the world so he would have a better shot at getting me to bond with him," Harry explained to her, as they began to walk over to the Gryffindor table.
"You see, Parvati? I told you that you weren't losing your mind," Padma told her sister comfortingly.
Parvati nodded, but still held tightly to Harry's arm as they sat at the table. Lavender had confiscated the roses and was sniffing them admiringly.
"Harry, where did you get these roses? They are divine," Lavender asked coyly.
"Professor Sprout helped me with them, Lav," Harry said and turned his full attention back to the girl he loved. "Are you going to be okay?"
Parvati nodded and said, "As long as I know you don't hate me for what I said, then I'll be fine." Harry beamed, looking quite like Dobby whenever Harry thanks the house elf for being a good friend.
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Draco Malfoy appeared and started screaming. "You stinking little bitch! Get your filthy hands off my mate!" Everyone in the Great Hall turned and looked at the Slytherin, waiting for something to happen. "I know you're here somewhere, Harry. I can't see you, but I can see this bitch, and I know you can't be too far away from her."
"Oh, bugger off, Malfoy!" Ron bellowed back at him. "Can't you see that this has nothing to do with you?"
"Stay out of this, Weasel. This doesn't concern you," spat the blonde teen, before taking out his wand to curse Parvati once again. However, he was stopped when Harry stood up, jumped across the table and grabbed the wand out of his hand. Since Malfoy was unable to see the Gryffindor, he didn't anticipate the action. In fact, the only thing Malfoy did know was that his wand had flown out of his hand and was now pointing right at him.
"Stop it!" Parvati screamed. "I can't take this anymore." Everyone turned to look at her as she began to cry. "I'm sorry, Harry, but as long as this slimy git wants you, he's going to keep coming after me, and I just can't take it anymore. I love you, Harry, and I am so sorry, but I can't be with you until he is out of the picture."
Then Padma helped her twin stand and put a comforting arm around her, escorting her to the Ravenclaw table. As Harry's attention was turned to his now officially former girlfriend, Malfoy chose that moment to grab his wand back. Moments later, Harry came to his senses and noticed the smirk of his rival's face. He pulled back his fist and belted Malfoy right in the mouth, knocking the pampered Veela over directly onto his arse.
Several of the upper level students actually rose from their seats and applauded Harry for it. However, the teachers were not amused. Professors McGonagall and Snape were quickly heading over to the Gryffindor table, followed closely by Professor Thorgood.
"Potter!" said the stern voice of Minerva McGonagall. "This is no way for the Head Boy to behave in the Great Hall. Fifty points will be taken from Gryffindor for your actions."
"I don't think that is sufficient enough punishment," came the oily drawl of Professor Snape. "I think a week of detentions with me are also in order."
Harry said nothing to the sneering face of the Potions Master, but he would have liked to say what he was thinking at that moment. However, he bit his tongue and the two head of houses quickly dispersed the crowd, telling everyone to go take their seats and go back to their dinner. However, Professor Thorgood lingered for a moment.
"Are you alright, Professor?" Thorgood asked Harry.
Harry nodded, still too angry to speak as he looked up at his teacher. He was surprised to see that the vampire was actually smiling at him.
"Alright then, Granger, what time is it?" the vampire asked.
Stunned at the question, she quickly consulted her wristwatch and answered, "About half past six, sir."
"Thank you, ten points to Gryffindor. Longbottom, do you concur with her estimate of the time?"
Neville gulped, and nodded his head to indicate that he thought she was correct.
"Very good, ten more points to Gryffindor then. Weasley, are you wearing your knickers tonight?"
Both Ron and Ginny said that they were indeed wearing their knickers.
"Excellent, ten points each to Gryffindor for being able to dress properly," the vampire added.
Seamus Finnegan, however, was not one to be left out. "But sir, I'm not wearing any knickers, and I do believe that I know how to dress myself."
"In that case, Finnegan, 10 points to Gryffindor for… well, because you're really gay." Then the vampire walked off and rejoined the other teachers at the staff table, leaving the group of Gryffindors laughing.
To Be Continued ...
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Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
Author's Notes: I recently started a yahoo group and I wanted to invite everyone to join. wrote You're right, it did get better, lol! I love how they thought that Harry'd be invisible to Malfoy, but only his clothes were! The bit about Hermione wanting to supervise the pummeling of Weatherby was awesome! Thanks again for letting me borrow that bit about the Dementors! Keep up the awesome work and I hope you update soon!
Answer - No problem, glad you enjoyed using it.
Fangalla wrote Oh let me guess, he was suppose to wash himself in it right? This is going to be fun. However, Draco is such a self centered prick, after the lily affair, I'm surprised the trio is letting him walk upright!
Answer - right in one, he was suppose to bathe in it. Have you been reading my notes? :)
athenakitty wrote Hermione's griping about missing the abuse? Will the twins be very eager to contribue their expertise? Is the potion permenant? No special trips as a treat for Hagrid? Will anything nasty happen to Umbridgie, Bella and Peter? affected?
Answer - No trips for Hagrid, Harry doesn't make trips to Diagon Alley during the school year! The potion is not permanent, but is long lasting.
Yana5 wrote Am I meant to read Harry Potter and the Honeychurch Institute of Magic. Because I haven't please please please have the next chapter in soon. i was enjoying it
Answer - Okay pumpkin, now I understand. This story is the prequel to the other one. It's not a long story, so take a little time and read it and then you'll understand a few things about why Harry and Draco aren't together. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Chris wrote That was really funny. Malfoy is the gay homosexual not Potter. Is this how the 7th book is going to go. Is Umbridge going to end up on Voldeyass's (Voldemort's) side. I would like to see Harry kill her.
Answer - Umbridge is not a Death Eater, though you would think so. NO she is just a bitch! HOwever, I have already written the last two chapters and she does not appear in them at all.
Tanydwr wrote Well, I'm not sure Harry wanted Dumbledore to see so much of his mind! But I guess it was a good think. Holy crap, Malfoy thinks Harry's naked? Something must have gone wrong! The clothes aren't being noticed, but obviously the person within them is! Kind of funny, but you have to feel sorry for Harry. As for Ginny's comments about stripping, well... I guess she's not shy in Harry's presence anymore! Quite funny though. The white lily was a clever idea, I like it!
Answer - Thanks, I liked the lily idea myself. As for the Congealment of Erasure, well it erases what it touches, and it hadn't touched Harry, just his clothes, so therefore the clothes were magically hidden from Malfoy and not Harry. :) As for Harry's thoughts, somehow I doubt Dumbledore is a 150 year old virgin. :)
uten write Can't stop laughing Oh my, that didn't quite work out the right way, now did it. At least it's funny. I'm glad that the lily was destroyed, but upset to deduce from the "Return" that one of my fave teachers is probably going to die. sniffs Looking forward to seeing if he gets Parvarti back or if there is a new love interest in this story.
Answer - If your talking about Thorgood, remember he is eternally damned. Maybe he just hasn't seen Harry in a long time or maybe they had a falling out. Also if you reread Honeychurch I, Mauricio was visiting someone in England before he came to guest lecture in Harry's class that day. Who was he visiting?
Eve Of Fire wrote He, hee. Love it. He's a teacher, who didn't see that one coming. Though after beign screamed at i'm suprised Dumbledore made him an HB
Answer - You must remember that there is a full year in between the end of Order of the Phoenix and the Veela Who wouldn't Go Away. This is a 7th Year fiction. :)
JAK wrote (more than this, but this is what I am responding to) Oh, so that is what was up with the Lily, interesting- charmed to turn people against Harry. Keep up the good work- I am curious to see what is up with the potion, and what events are going to occur leading up to the confrontation with Voldemort.
Answer - Well, as you just read above, he needed to bathe in it for it to work. :)
By: Darkmoore
"Harry?" Draco said with wide eyes, "Why are you naked?"
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Chapter Sixteen – Christmas Holiday
"Naked?" Harry repeated. Turning to Hermione, he asked, "Why does he think I'm naked?"
"I don't know, Harry," she replied truthfully.
"By Merlin's beard, you are beautiful, Harry. Be with me," breathed Malfoy huskily, as he began to pull his robes off in order to mate with Harry on the spot.
Harry's eyes went wide. "What are you doing, Malfoy?"
"It's time for us to bond, my love, right here and right now," Malfoy said wantonly, as he began to unbuckle the belt to his trousers.
"Oh, no it's not, Malfoy!" Harry bellowed, jumping up from his seat while covering strategic areas with his hands. He ran out of the Great Hall, with Malfoy chasing after him. Knowing that he couldn't outrun the horny Veela, Harry transformed into his panther form of 'Shadow' and went tearing through the halls of the castle, trying to get away from the Slytherin. As he ran, his mind scrambled to think of what could have gone wrong. Reaching the landing near the second floor corridor, Harry was suddenly struck with the answer to his own question, and he headed toward his Defense Against the Dark Arts office at a dead run.
Upon reaching his classroom, Harry reverted back to his human form and ran inside. He shut the door, and using the most complicated locking spells he knew, sealed it closed. Then he ran into his office and sealed the door with locking spells from the inside. Dashing through the door to the sitting room, Harry went in and began to peel off his clothes as he began magically locking that door as well. Once he was completely naked, Harry took off his glasses, set them on the coffee table and jumped into the cauldron. Wrinkling his nose with distaste, he began to wash himself in the smelly brew.
'Hermione,' Harry thought, "I love you dearly, but sometimes you need to read the fine print more closely.'
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Sometime later, after Harry had thoroughly washed himself in the congealment and used magic to dry off completely, he finally emerged from his office and classroom to seek out his friends in the Gryffindor common room.
"Harry?" Hermione asked, "Where have you been? You missed the whole thing."
"Yeah, mate," Ron added with a Cheshire grin, "It was brilliant."
"I have a feeling that I should be happy that I missed it," Harry said. "What happened?"
Ginny giggled madly and sat Harry down in his favorite chair as his friends began to explain to him how Malfoy had peeled about half his clothes off in the Great Hall. Then the teachers had to stun the Veela multiple times in order to keep him from chasing after Harry.
Harry groaned and let his face slide into his hands while the other three laughed. "Then what happened?"
"They took him up to the infirmary for a calming potion," replied Ron, as the girls were lost in a fit of giggles.
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Later that day as the Gryffindors went to lunch, they had to drag a reluctant Harry with them.
"Harry, I don't know what you're worried about. You've dunked yourself in that potion, so the ferret won't be able to see you this time," said Ron consolingly to his friend.
"We thought it worked last time and look what happened," Harry replied, as he gave Hermione a look that said, 'You got something wrong for once.'
Hermione huffed, "It wasn't my fault that two pages were stuck together so tightly. Once we got them apart it gave much clearer instructions about the use of the potion. You're just lucky that when you jumped into the cauldron, it didn't do something horrible to you."
As the group took their seats, Harry noticed that the staff was watching him closely; wands at the ready in case they needed to subdue the Veela once again. A few moments later, he stiffened apprehensively as Malfoy entered the Great Hall and approached the Gryffindor table once again.
"Good afternoon, Malfoy," Hermione cooed, "Are you feeling calmer now?"
"Shut up, mud-blood!" Malfoy spat.
Harry's eyebrows shot up into his fringe. He was about to say something, when Ginny beat him to it. "I thought Harry told you not to call her that anymore?"
"He's not here, is he? Besides what's it to you, Weaselette?" replied the vicious Slytherin.
Ron replied, "We can always tell him what you said, ferret. I'm sure that he wouldn't like it one bit."
"He won't believe you, Weasel. He's my mate, and he loves me and believes anything I tell him. Where is he anyway?"
Harry's three friends smiled at Malfoy and at each other. Hermione pointed to Harry, who appeared to Malfoy to be a vacant seat next to Ron, and said, "He's sitting right there."
Harry held his breath as Malfoy stared right at him. He let it out in a grateful sigh, as the Veela turned back to Hermione and spat, "Is that some form of mud-blood humor?"
Hermione's smile became even larger. "In a way, I suppose it is," she replied, which caused Malfoy to stalk off in disgust.
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For the remainder of the Christmas break, Harry managed to hide from Malfoy, even when they were almost face to face with one another. The four Gryffindors had a splendid Christmas celebration with each other up in the tower, opening their presents in the common room together on Christmas morning.
It wasn't until Harry started to open a gift from Malfoy that Hermione stopped him.
"Wait, Harry, before you open that box, I want to do something," Hermione said, taking out her wand and performing a revealing charm on the gift. Luckily for Harry, her quick thinking had saved the day again. Even though the wrapping and the box itself were fine, the gift inside, which was another sparkling, beautiful white lily, was once again charmed to make everyone turn against Harry.
"I can't believe he's trying that one again," Harry said. "Didn't he realize that we caught on to it already?"
Ron shook his head and performed the blasting curse on it; however, only the box and the wrappings were destroyed, while the lily was still left intact and undamaged. All four of them moved away from the flower as quick as they could.
"Well, that didn't work now, did it?" Ron asked.
"He must have placed an additional charm on it to make it indestructible," Hermione theorized.
Harry sighed. "Damn."
Ginny had an idea. "Maybe if we all tried together, we'd have enough combined power to break the charm and destroy the flower."
"It's worth a try anyway," Ron said. They all drew out their wands and pointed them at the offensive flower, casting the curse simultaneously on a count of three. When the four spells hit the flower, it began to explode; however, the pieces came back together again and reformed the flower perfectly.
All four teenagers looked at the flower and together said, "Shit."
"Now what do we do?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"I have an idea, and I hope it works or we're going to be trapped up here for the rest of the holiday," Harry said. He quickly explained what he wanted them to do.
The others nodded and agreed. Crossing their fingers, they attempted Harry's idea.
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Some time later, the four teenagers went to Professor McGonagall's office. Her door was open, and she appeared to be grading essays.
"Professor?" asked Harry.
"Yes? What do you need today?" she asked from behind her desk, barely glancing up from her work.
Ron spoke this time. "Malfoy sent Harry another one of those white flowers for Christmas, and it's up in the common room."
The elderly witch's eyes popped open and she dropped her quill. Standing up quickly and coming around her desk to look at the students more closely, she said, "What? Did it affect any of you this time?"
"No," Harry answered. "Hermione cast a revealing charm on the package before I opened it. We tried to use the blasting curse to destroy it, but it kept repairing itself."
McGonagall nodded, pleased at the Head Girl for her ingenuity, and asked, "What did you do with the flower?"
"I opened the wardrobe door, and Harry banished it in there. Then we sealed it shut," Ginny explained.
"Well, I suppose that's why we made you both Head Boy and Head Girl. Good thinking. Now, why don't you go find Professor Thorgood and tell him I need to see him in the Headmaster's office as quickly as possible? After that, the four of you should go find something constructive to do with your holiday," she said with a rare smile, and then rushed off to find the Headmaster.
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For the remainder of the Christmas holiday, the Gryffindors rarely saw Malfoy, despite the fact that the lovesick Veela was spending his every waking moment hunting the castle for Harry. The four friends had spent several pleasant evenings in front of the roaring fire in their common room, amusing themselves by watching him on the Marauder's Map as he fruitlessly searched for Harry in every nook and cranny of the castle.
Eventually the holiday did end, and the time arrived that the students would be returning to the castle for the new term. Harry was nervous about seeing Parvati again.
"Harry, you've nothing to be nervous about," Hermione said to him for the millionth time that night. "You did nothing wrong and you know it. Once the spell from the first lily was broken, she was released the same as we were."
"What if he sent her another one, like he did me on Christmas day?" Harry asked nervously.
"Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall and Thorgood destroyed that one, and then Professor Snape had a long conversation with Malfoy about it. So, everyone should be back to normal and you can get your girlfriend back," consoled Hermione. Then she continued, "What did she say when she responded to your letter?"
Harry looked at his feet and said, "I didn't send one to her. I was afraid she still wouldn't want to be with me. Besides, if she was released from the spell, why didn't she write to me?"
Hermione would have responded, but she had no answer for him.
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When it was nearing dinnertime on the day of the Second Term feast, the students who remained over the holidays took their seats in the Great Hall and awaited the arrival of their fellow classmates. The carriages began to arrive a few minutes later, and the returning students disembarked from their carriages and made their way into the Great Hall amongst the usual bustle of excited chatter as everyone reunited with friends and exchanged the details of their holidays. Harry was seated with his best friends at the Gryffindor table, nervously clutching a bouquet of roses that Professor Sprout had fixed for him to give Parvati. The head of Hufflepuff had heard about the whole lily incident, and had taken pity on him and helped him with the arrangement earlier that afternoon.
Finally, he saw Parvati enter Great Hall, flanked by her twin sister, Padma, and her best friend, Lavender. Harry stood and nervously went to her with the bouquet in his hand, offering it to her when he reached her.
"Parvati, I…." Harry began, but never finished the sentence, as she launched herself into his arms. She hugged him for everything that she was worth, and he hugged her back.
"Harry," she sobbed in his ear, "I am so sorry about…" Harry never knew how she finished that sentence as she was crying too hard to be understood. Instead, he just held her there in the middle of the hall, blocking traffic and not caring anything about it.
"It's okay, Parvati, it wasn't your fault. Malfoy charmed that flower that was in my office to cause anyone who saw it to turn against me. He was trying to isolate me from everyone else in the world so he would have a better shot at getting me to bond with him," Harry explained to her, as they began to walk over to the Gryffindor table.
"You see, Parvati? I told you that you weren't losing your mind," Padma told her sister comfortingly.
Parvati nodded, but still held tightly to Harry's arm as they sat at the table. Lavender had confiscated the roses and was sniffing them admiringly.
"Harry, where did you get these roses? They are divine," Lavender asked coyly.
"Professor Sprout helped me with them, Lav," Harry said and turned his full attention back to the girl he loved. "Are you going to be okay?"
Parvati nodded and said, "As long as I know you don't hate me for what I said, then I'll be fine." Harry beamed, looking quite like Dobby whenever Harry thanks the house elf for being a good friend.
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Draco Malfoy appeared and started screaming. "You stinking little bitch! Get your filthy hands off my mate!" Everyone in the Great Hall turned and looked at the Slytherin, waiting for something to happen. "I know you're here somewhere, Harry. I can't see you, but I can see this bitch, and I know you can't be too far away from her."
"Oh, bugger off, Malfoy!" Ron bellowed back at him. "Can't you see that this has nothing to do with you?"
"Stay out of this, Weasel. This doesn't concern you," spat the blonde teen, before taking out his wand to curse Parvati once again. However, he was stopped when Harry stood up, jumped across the table and grabbed the wand out of his hand. Since Malfoy was unable to see the Gryffindor, he didn't anticipate the action. In fact, the only thing Malfoy did know was that his wand had flown out of his hand and was now pointing right at him.
"Stop it!" Parvati screamed. "I can't take this anymore." Everyone turned to look at her as she began to cry. "I'm sorry, Harry, but as long as this slimy git wants you, he's going to keep coming after me, and I just can't take it anymore. I love you, Harry, and I am so sorry, but I can't be with you until he is out of the picture."
Then Padma helped her twin stand and put a comforting arm around her, escorting her to the Ravenclaw table. As Harry's attention was turned to his now officially former girlfriend, Malfoy chose that moment to grab his wand back. Moments later, Harry came to his senses and noticed the smirk of his rival's face. He pulled back his fist and belted Malfoy right in the mouth, knocking the pampered Veela over directly onto his arse.
Several of the upper level students actually rose from their seats and applauded Harry for it. However, the teachers were not amused. Professors McGonagall and Snape were quickly heading over to the Gryffindor table, followed closely by Professor Thorgood.
"Potter!" said the stern voice of Minerva McGonagall. "This is no way for the Head Boy to behave in the Great Hall. Fifty points will be taken from Gryffindor for your actions."
"I don't think that is sufficient enough punishment," came the oily drawl of Professor Snape. "I think a week of detentions with me are also in order."
Harry said nothing to the sneering face of the Potions Master, but he would have liked to say what he was thinking at that moment. However, he bit his tongue and the two head of houses quickly dispersed the crowd, telling everyone to go take their seats and go back to their dinner. However, Professor Thorgood lingered for a moment.
"Are you alright, Professor?" Thorgood asked Harry.
Harry nodded, still too angry to speak as he looked up at his teacher. He was surprised to see that the vampire was actually smiling at him.
"Alright then, Granger, what time is it?" the vampire asked.
Stunned at the question, she quickly consulted her wristwatch and answered, "About half past six, sir."
"Thank you, ten points to Gryffindor. Longbottom, do you concur with her estimate of the time?"
Neville gulped, and nodded his head to indicate that he thought she was correct.
"Very good, ten more points to Gryffindor then. Weasley, are you wearing your knickers tonight?"
Both Ron and Ginny said that they were indeed wearing their knickers.
"Excellent, ten points each to Gryffindor for being able to dress properly," the vampire added.
Seamus Finnegan, however, was not one to be left out. "But sir, I'm not wearing any knickers, and I do believe that I know how to dress myself."
"In that case, Finnegan, 10 points to Gryffindor for… well, because you're really gay." Then the vampire walked off and rejoined the other teachers at the staff table, leaving the group of Gryffindors laughing.
To Be Continued ...
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Author's Notes: Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed.
Author's Notes: I recently started a yahoo group and I wanted to invite everyone to join. wrote You're right, it did get better, lol! I love how they thought that Harry'd be invisible to Malfoy, but only his clothes were! The bit about Hermione wanting to supervise the pummeling of Weatherby was awesome! Thanks again for letting me borrow that bit about the Dementors! Keep up the awesome work and I hope you update soon!
Answer - No problem, glad you enjoyed using it.
Fangalla wrote Oh let me guess, he was suppose to wash himself in it right? This is going to be fun. However, Draco is such a self centered prick, after the lily affair, I'm surprised the trio is letting him walk upright!
Answer - right in one, he was suppose to bathe in it. Have you been reading my notes? :)
athenakitty wrote Hermione's griping about missing the abuse? Will the twins be very eager to contribue their expertise? Is the potion permenant? No special trips as a treat for Hagrid? Will anything nasty happen to Umbridgie, Bella and Peter? affected?
Answer - No trips for Hagrid, Harry doesn't make trips to Diagon Alley during the school year! The potion is not permanent, but is long lasting.
Yana5 wrote Am I meant to read Harry Potter and the Honeychurch Institute of Magic. Because I haven't please please please have the next chapter in soon. i was enjoying it
Answer - Okay pumpkin, now I understand. This story is the prequel to the other one. It's not a long story, so take a little time and read it and then you'll understand a few things about why Harry and Draco aren't together. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Chris wrote That was really funny. Malfoy is the gay homosexual not Potter. Is this how the 7th book is going to go. Is Umbridge going to end up on Voldeyass's (Voldemort's) side. I would like to see Harry kill her.
Answer - Umbridge is not a Death Eater, though you would think so. NO she is just a bitch! HOwever, I have already written the last two chapters and she does not appear in them at all.
Tanydwr wrote Well, I'm not sure Harry wanted Dumbledore to see so much of his mind! But I guess it was a good think. Holy crap, Malfoy thinks Harry's naked? Something must have gone wrong! The clothes aren't being noticed, but obviously the person within them is! Kind of funny, but you have to feel sorry for Harry. As for Ginny's comments about stripping, well... I guess she's not shy in Harry's presence anymore! Quite funny though. The white lily was a clever idea, I like it!
Answer - Thanks, I liked the lily idea myself. As for the Congealment of Erasure, well it erases what it touches, and it hadn't touched Harry, just his clothes, so therefore the clothes were magically hidden from Malfoy and not Harry. :) As for Harry's thoughts, somehow I doubt Dumbledore is a 150 year old virgin. :)
uten write Can't stop laughing Oh my, that didn't quite work out the right way, now did it. At least it's funny. I'm glad that the lily was destroyed, but upset to deduce from the "Return" that one of my fave teachers is probably going to die. sniffs Looking forward to seeing if he gets Parvarti back or if there is a new love interest in this story.
Answer - If your talking about Thorgood, remember he is eternally damned. Maybe he just hasn't seen Harry in a long time or maybe they had a falling out. Also if you reread Honeychurch I, Mauricio was visiting someone in England before he came to guest lecture in Harry's class that day. Who was he visiting?
Eve Of Fire wrote He, hee. Love it. He's a teacher, who didn't see that one coming. Though after beign screamed at i'm suprised Dumbledore made him an HB
Answer - You must remember that there is a full year in between the end of Order of the Phoenix and the Veela Who wouldn't Go Away. This is a 7th Year fiction. :)
JAK wrote (more than this, but this is what I am responding to) Oh, so that is what was up with the Lily, interesting- charmed to turn people against Harry. Keep up the good work- I am curious to see what is up with the potion, and what events are going to occur leading up to the confrontation with Voldemort.
Answer - Well, as you just read above, he needed to bathe in it for it to work. :)