I'm sorry about the delay and the shortness of this chapter. I have been occupied with my anime of Yami no Matsuei and Level C. (If you want to see pure adult smut, but fluff between two guys, watch Level C!)

Question. Has anyone ever seen the film Airplane? When I was reading reviews, the scene of the woman in the plane screaming hysterically in her chair, with a line of people waiting to beat the tar out of her with an assortment of weapons came to mind. Just reminded me of how everyone feels about Hermione is all!

Anyway:

Tyler

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Anyway, the word is evil incarnate, but just wait. It will get better.

Harry has not admitted it to Draco yet, and vice versa. It will happen though. Keep reading and thank you so much.

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Hermione get away with just a tongue lashing, Not likely. Wait and see...

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Thank you so..

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She wont get away with it..

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The dark side will get stronger as time goes on

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I am not too fond of angst myself and originally I wasn't going to write an angsty story, but the idea for this fic got stuck in my head and I have yet to read an idea like the one I have planned. I do hope you read to the end of part one, then continue on to part two.

How you feel about Hermione....nuff said!

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I feel that everyone reading agrees with you.

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Thank you so much.

I have a habit of writing twists and a lot of the time, I can completely confuse someone.

That's all I'm saying on the subject!

As for the Ron/Hermione swap, I thought that, if Ron was as good a friend as he claims he is, he would understand. Hermione is jealous. I am glad that the Ron/Pansy paring is liked.


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Anyway, When the Christmas chap is up, pure fluff!

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The Demonic Duo.

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I didn't intend the Hermione hating. It just kinda happened. Everyone hated the way I portrayed her.

Phew. Done. Thank you all so very much. I put out chap 18, went to Scotland for the weekend, come back and you had all reviewed. I glomped the computer in happiness, but let go before I broke it.

Anyway, I will try to get the next chap up ASAP. It is partly written already.

Okay:

I do not own Harry Potter. My imagination is too warped to have created something like this!

DARKNESS OR LIGHT. WHAT IS YOUR CHOICE?

Chapter 19 - Consequences

Draco woke up to a clinical smell, a white ceiling and warmth pressed against his chest. Looking down at himself, he spotted Harry draped over him. His head was nestled under his chin and his arms were wrapped around him.

"Harry?" he whispered questioningly. Harry sighed against Draco's neck, his warm breath tickling him. He didn't wake up.

"Aha. So you're awake Mr Malfoy!" he heard the voice of Madam Pomfrey next to his head. She was measuring out an orange liquid into a container. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, considering." Draco stared back down at Harry, still tightly holding onto his chest. "One question. Why are you letting Harry lie here with me?"

"He's been with you all night." she replied, placing the container on the cabinet by his bed. "Poor dear. He's only been asleep for a couple of hours."

"Really?" Draco lifted his hand and sifted his fingers gently through Harry's soft hair. "All night?"

"Yes. Mr Weasley was here for a while also, but he went to bed."

Draco stared in surprise as Madam Pomfrey sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Miss Granger has been suspended for six weeks for misuse of magic against a fellow student. I'm afraid that Professor Dumbledore had to inform your parents. Your father will be writing to you soon."

"What?" Draco whispered, his hand holding onto Harry tightened its grip on him. "Why?"

"I believe he is going to help Professor Snape. The Professor has found a potion that will undo what Miss Granger did, but he needs your fathers help. By Christmas, we should be able to cure you." She gestured towards the container that she had placed on the table. "I suggest you drink that soon. It will help relieve the pain."

With that said, the nurse stood up and headed for her office. Draco stared after her in shock. His father knew? That was not good.

In his arms, Harry stirred slightly. "Draco?" he whispered groggily, not opening his eyes. "What is it?"

"Nothing." Draco turned his attention back to the boy lying in his arms. "Just go back to sleep"

Harry complied with his request and his heavy breathing showed he was deep in slumber. Draco smiled down at him. He wanted to forget everything at that moment. Forget that Granger had cursed him. Forget that his Father was threatening his presence. Just plain forget about everything apart Harry's presence in his arms.

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"It didn't work, did it?"

A candle was the only thing that could be seen. It was alight in a dark room. What you could tell was that it was sitting in a mantelpiece. No other items could be seen.

"I....Er...I"

The candle flickered slightly, as if a slight wind had brushed it.

"Why didn't it work?"

"I...I don't know! It did work for a while."

The two voices that could be heard were totally different in strength and tone. One was high and cold, the other low and nervous. They both sounded from either side of the candle.

"But not long enough. I gave you those pills in the understanding that they would be taken. Why is it that the amount in the container has only slightly gone down?"

"They...They have only recently been taken. Since September."

Why?"

"She refused to take them!"

"As her father, you should have made her. This is important. I need for this to work out."

A slight noise was heard and a pill container flew past the candle.

"These are of a new strength. Make sure she takes them. I will not tolerate any more failure."

A rustling was heard then a red glow was seen on the right of the candle. A small glass box came into view near the candle, containing a pair of glittering red stud earrings.

"Soon." The voice of Voldemort hissed. "Soon!"

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It came as a total shock to the school to hear that the Hogwarts trio had broken up. Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley had totally fallen out with Hermione Granger and no one knew why. They only knew that Hermione had been suspended for some reason because Parvati and Lavender has been spewing gossip but even they didn't know the reasons.

To say that Pansy was upset with the whole situation was an understatement.

She was as pissed as hell! She simply could not believe that Granger was capable of doing something like that. She was also worried for Ron. He never spoke of what she had done, and when it was brought up, he rapidly changed the subject. Harry spent a lot of his time with Draco now. He and Ron were always in the Slytherin common room with them, having a laugh together but the atmosphere was still strained. Draco was always giving Harry a wistful look and was constantly holding onto him in some way or another. Harry allowed it, never brushing him away. Blaise also spent a lot of time with them, constantly asking after Draco's health, other times, chatting with Harry over absolutely nothing.

Harry missed Hermione's presence. He never actually said anything but Pansy could see it, especially during lessons and study sessions. His eyes would automatically move to the empty seat beside him.

"Pansy. Are you okay?" Ron asked, looking down into her face.

They were lying on Ron's bed in the Gryffindor dorm room, the curtains pulled closed around them. Ron had said that he was tired of all the questioning looks from the rest of his house and had suggested to Pansy that they sat up there. Pansy had been all too willing. Gryffindor house was still a little bit wary of her. Just time alone with Ron had sounded good.

Pansy smiled at her boyfriend and snuggled against him.

"I'm fine Ron. I'm just thinking about Draco. Madam Pomfrey said that the potion wouldn't be ready until Christmas. What will he do?"

"What do you mean?" Ron asked.

"Well," Pansy began, "as Madam Pomfrey said, Draco can no longer become sexually stimulated, meaning, in boy's terms..." Here, she coughed slightly and blushed. "...he can't relieve himself if he gets worked up. He will be in pain. He's a nearly sixteen, hormonally charged boy. There is no way he can keep himself under control until Christmas."

"Madam Pomfrey must have giving him something to help him," Ron replied. "Even she is not that heartless."

Pansy shrugged her shoulders. She hoped so, for his sake.

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The last few days had gone by pretty swiftly in Draco's point of view. Harry had stopped trying to avoid him and they now spent most of their time together. Admittedly, Harry was still very shy when it came to expressing any affection towards him, but slowly Draco was drawing him out. To do this, Draco had kissed him gently in private and kissed him vigorously in public. (Public being in front of Ron, Pansy and Blaise!)

The pain that he had dealt with during his denial stage and his seduction phase had gone. Now he had to contend with a different kind of pain.

Sexual frustration!

Christmas. Because of Granger, he had to suffer for over a month. Even though he had been in perpetual pain since the beginning of term, he would not say that he was used to it. He would never get used to it.

Walking down the corridor towards the Entrance Hall, yawning, he spotted Harry at the other end of the corridor, just turning the corner in the direction that led towards Dumbledore's office.

"HARRY," he yelled. Harry didn't seem to hear him and turned the corner. Draco broke into a run, following him around the corner. "Wait, Harry."

Harry turned his head and spotting Draco moving towards him, grinned and slowed down

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"Where are you going?" Draco skidded to a halt next to Harry when he had paused his walking, waiting for the blonde boy to catch up.

"To see my Godfather. He's come to visit." Harry drew closer to Draco and nestled into the other boys arms. "Come with me?" he asked, staring up into the silvery blue pools that he had come to adore. "Please?"

"Do you think he will want me there?" Draco asked dubiously. "Does he even know about us?"

"No, but I want to tell him. He is family." Harry stared at him beseechingly and Draco smiled, leaned down and pecked him on the lips.

"Okay. I'll go, but try and avoid the public displays Harry, unless to want to tell everyone about us?"

Harry started at the question, then pushed away from Draco's embrace.

"You're right." He pushed a hand through his hair. "I guess I'm just frustrated with the situation, that's all. I'm not a touchy feely person at all and I never saw myself in this kind of relationship, but now that I'm with you, I always feel like I need to be touching you." Harry folded his arms with a frown. "This is your fault."

"My fault?" Draco stared at him in amusement, leaning against the wall.

"Yes, your fault. I've never had these feelings before, for anyone. I didn't believe that these kind of feelings existed, then you come along and throw all my beliefs out of the window."

"What kind of feelings are these Harry?" The humour had gone from Draco's voice and he was staring intently at Harry. Harry stared at the floor, a slight blush was showing on his cheeks.

"I....I think that I, well, I know that I...I..." Harry trailed off, feeling like an idiot. Berating himself, he looked up, just in time to see Draco about to tackle him. He was enclosed in a very firm embrace, pressed into Draco very tightly.

"I love you Harry." Draco whispered into his ear, his voice gentle and seductive. A voice Harry felt he had heard before. Draco began to nibble on his ear lobe, making him groan and he felt Draco trace a word over and over on his back. "You are mine Harry Potter! I love you and will never let you go! What ever happens, I will always be at your side!"

"I..." he managed to get out before Draco fastened his mouth onto his own. Harry forgot he was in the middle of the corridor. Forgot that they were supposed to hide their relationship from the rest of the school. All he could do at that moment was try and get even closer to Draco. Kiss him deeper. Taste him....

"Hey you guys. I know you are enjoying yourself and everything, but someone is sure to spot you at it."

Blaise's voice broke into his 'Draco' haze and Harry slowly surfaced from the well of feeling he had fallen into.

"Sod off Blaise." Draco removed his mouth from Harry's and began to kiss his neck. "We're having a moment here.

"So I see, but practically the whole of Hufflepuff house is coming in this direction. It's their Quidditch match. Remember?"

"Shit." Draco disentangled himself from Harry then began to straighten up his mussed clothing. "I forgot."

"Obviously." Blaise smirked, then turned to Harry and sniggered. "Here, let me sort you out." He pulled down Harry's shirt, not before running a finger over a little bit of the pale skin of Harry's abdomen which had been showing. Harry blushed slightly and Blaise winked. Draco didn't see the daring move by Blaise, still trying to pat his hair into something like order.

"Godfather?" Harry said questioningly, making Draco look at him in acknowledgement and Blaise in bafflement.

"Yeah. Lets go now." Draco went to grab Harry's hand, then sighed, put his hand down and began walking. "Dumbledore's office?"

"Yeah." Harry followed behind. "Thanks Blaise." he called over his shoulder.

"Anytime." Was the reply.

"By the way Harry," Draco asked when they reached Dumbledore's office. "Who's your Godfather?"

Harry didn't answer. He just smiled and pushed open the door.

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"Harry."

"Sirius."

Draco watched in pure shock as Harry ran into the arm's of one Sirius Black, escaped convict from two years ago and the betrayer of Harry's parents.

"Harry. What are you doing?" Draco said hoarsely. As he watched, Sirius Black released Harry and stare at him.

"A Malfoy!" Sirius spat. "What the hell...?"

Draco shoved his hand into his pocket, searching for his wand. He couldn't draw it out because Harry picked that moment to fling himself at him, grasping his wrists and pulling his hands out of his pocket

"Draco. Draco, no. He won't hurt me."

"But Harry.." Draco stared down questioningly. "Didn't he betray your parents? Didn't he try and kill you in third year?"

"No." Harry let go of Draco's wrists when he had calmed down and looped his hands around Draco's neck. "That was Pettigrew. Remind me to sit you down and tell you a few things later."

"I will, don't worry." Draco circled Harry's waist with his arms and leaned down, pressing their foreheads together. "You have quite a bit of explaining to do."

"If you don't mind," Draco heard the very frustrated voice of Sirius say, "could someone tell me what the hell is going on here?"

Harry let go of Draco's neck and twisted around in his embrace, (Draco refusing to let him go.) and stared apologetically at his Godfather.

"I'm sorry Sirius. Draco and I are together."

Draco watched as Sirius stood frozen to the spot. He was amused, but also slightly nervous. If he felt like this while telling Harry's relative's about them, how would he feel if and when he told his own father?

"I don't approve." Sirius finally got out, glaring at Draco. "What did you do to him Malfoy, to think he wanted this?"

Draco opened his mouth, about to retort angrily, when Harry beat him to it.

"Draco," Harry emphasized his name, "didn't do anything to me. I fell for him all by myself Sirius and I though, as my family, you would understand. It doesn't matter if you approve or not, although it would be nice if you did." Harry leaned back into Draco's chest, resting his hands on the arms holding him. Draco held him tighter.

"He'll hurt you Harry." Sirius pleaded. "I don't want to see you hurt." At these words, Draco felt Harry tense.

"Don't say that." Harry hissed. "Hermione already said that to me. She didn't want to see me hurt either, so she hurt Draco. In doing so, it hurt me anyway. We are no longer friends because of this."

Draco looked down into Harry's face and say tears begin to push their way out of Harry's eyes.

"Harry," he whispered. "Its okay." He leaned his chin on Harry's shoulder and nuzzled his cheek. Harry sighed and slumped in Draco's arms.

"Well?" Harry whispered. "What are you going to say?" The question was directed at Sirius who had his mouth pressed in a hard line.

"I'm not going to pretend that I like this Harry," Sirius answered, folding his arms, "but I'll accept it as what you want."

Harry nodded, relief obvious in his relaxation against Draco's body.

The conversation between Harry and his Godfather lasted for over an hour, Dumbledore made an appearance with a plate of biscuits and some tea for the three of them. When he withdrew, he took the few custard creams on the plate with him after a cold stare from Sirius. Draco sat and listened to the conversation, half his thoughts on his father. He really didn't want to tell his father anything as he knew what kind of response he would get. He know that, if Harry wanted him to, he would tell Lucius about the two of them.

Life sure got complicated when in a relationship!

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There we are. The rambling chapter done. It's kind of like a break before the start of the storm.

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Rie

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