her-emness: Thank u!!!! Will Draco continue with phase two of his little plan? MAUAHAHAHAHH I shall not tell you!
Harry spent the rest of the day lying in those roses, thinking of how wonderful life would be if he was just a rose. He must have dozed off because when he woke up, the sun was setting in brilliant shades of pink and violet. Harry looked at it for a moment before returning to his room.
His Aunt and Uncle never called for him, so Harry began to read a muggle romance book Hermione sent him. It didn't make him any happier, in fact it made him even more remorseful that he wouldn't live long enough to fall in love.
If I kill Voldemort this year…should I live till graduation…or should I kill myself directly afterwards…I don't think anyone would really mind. Ron and Hermione have each other now. So they don't care much about me any more…Harry starred out the window, and grinned at the white furry shape that was flying into his room. "Hedwig!"
The owl carried three letters and she dropped them on his bed before returning to her cage. Harry opened the first one, and smiled. It was from Remus.
Dear Harry
It's Remus…I guess your not doing so well. If it makes you feel any better I'm not either. But I'll be coming back this year for DADA. If you don't mind I'll be coming to pick you up tomorrow, I'm sorry it took me so long this year, but the order's been constantly on the move, we found something. I'd tell you, but I don't want to get your hopes up.
Write back Remus.
Harry quickly scribbled that he'd love to be picked up tomorrow and he was doing much better. But he was still suspicious about what the order found…But tomorrow wasn't that far.
Suddenly a small black owl flew in carrying an elaborately decorated black lettered with red trim. It landed on Harry's bed and offered the boy a leg. Harry chuckled and untied the letter.
Dear Harry…
I bet your wondering who this is…Aren't you. I'm a secret admirer Harry. And I'd like to meet you. You are so fascinating, with your gorgeous emerald eyes and your jet black hair. And all the times you've defeated Lord Voldemort. Harry's eyes widened, Who the hell is this! Who says Voldemort's name! And who call's him Lord? Harry thought. His eyes fixed themselves back on the flowing text. Your beautiful Harry, with your broken wings and fake smiles. I want to nurture you Harry, I want to love you. I would give anything to see you really smile.
As a birthday present, I know it's a little late, I sent you something, you'll find it around Fig's neck. There's not need to write a response, I'll see you soon enough.
Love
Your secret admirer.
Harry just starred at the letter. He scratched the own affectionately behind his ear, still looking at the letter. "Nice master….better hand writing." He noticed the trinket hanging fro the owl's neck, and he carefully lifted it off. "Wings?" he inquired to the owl. Hanging on a slim, sparkling silver chain was a pair of wings, with a little note stuck on. He carefully peeled it off and read it to the owls. "Wear it for me, beautiful one?"
He looped it over his neck and found that the wings rested just to the right of his heart. "Want something to eat girl?" Harry asked, the owl shook her head. "Alright, go back and give your master a kiss for me." The boy smirked, jokingly and the owl's grey eyes also seemed to sparkle with recognition, as if she was also in on the joke. The owl flew off.
"I dread to see who the third letter's from." Harry laughed. He opened the plain letter and his eyes grew three times their normal size.
Dear Harry,
It's Hermione, I just got your letter. I have something important to tell you…I mean you're my best friend…I'm…I don't know how to say this, but Ron's parents don't want him to be near you anymore. They think you're a bad influence on him…They're sending him to an American school!
I'd love to say this is the only thing I need to tell you, but it's not. Ron asked me to marry him…And I said yes. We decided to have the ceremony when we graduate. But since Ron is going to America I don't think that I will see him again if I stay at Hogwarts because I am going directly to train to be an auror. It's already been arranged with the ministry. So I'm going with him to America…I've made arrangements with the ministry there.
Harry I'm so sorry. You are the dearest friend I ever had…And we'll both visit Hogwarts over he holidays. Please don't be angry or see this as betrayal, but I know Ron is the one. And I couldn't bear to loose him! Please understand Harry.
I'm not sure what else to say. We leave September fifth. So I don't think I'll see you again to say good bye. But if I was there I'd give you the world's biggest hug. I will miss you so much. Ron will to. He's not so good at goodbyes, so he asked me to write you this letter.
Please write back…It's urgent,
With all the love in my heart
Hermione & Ron Weasly
Harry just sat there stunned. "Hedwig…Wow…" Harry grabbed a piece of paper and a quill.
Dear Hermione &Ron
Do not be sorry! Harry struggled to keep his hand steady. This is a great oppertinuty for you two…I wouldn't want you to turn it down for me. I'm so proud of you both for finding each other. "Even though I'll never fall in love," Harry added mentally. I want you two to be happy. And I understand completely. I love you both dearly and you are the best friends I could have ever hope to have. "Yeah sure," He retorted mentally. Please enjoy yourselves, and invite me to the wedding! I'll be waiting to see you two at Christmas.
To my greatest friends, we've been though so much together.
Ron & Hermione Weasly.
It looked like a letter he copied from a hallmark card, but it didn't matter. "They're just going to blow me off." Harry sighed. "Just for some stupid relationship that'll never last…My best friend is willing to follow Ron to America. Well…That's what I get for caring, eh girl?"
The owl nipped his ear affectionately. Harry laughed. "Yeah I guess I still have you." The owl reached down his shirt and pulled out the pendent. "Well I suppose I have my secrete admirer as well!"
Harry glanced out the window and did a double take, written in the sky in glowing silvery blue lights were the words, I love you Harry. He blinked and the words were gone…But he could have sworn they were there, like blue fireflies forming words in the sky.
When Fig flew in and landed on Draco's gigantic silk bed it chirped loudly. "Hey girl, did Harry like his present?"
The owl chirped and nodded it's head ecstatically. Draco rolled on his back and looked up at his creations. The silvery blue fireflies milled around his room, occasionally brushing his face. "You know I wonder…."
The owl starred at him intently.
"Should I abandon operation Redwing? I mean maybe it would be harsh to destroy him…perhaps just a sweet break up letter?"
The owl glared at him and shook her head, chirping again. Fig was a very vocal bird. Draco laughed and sighed. "Yeah maybe your right I shouldn't try and hurt him…I liked writing that letter though. I mean I really enjoyed it!"
He glanced over at the trash can, overflowing with crumpled up stationary. "You're right girlie, I do need a hobby." He picked up a book and tried to take his mind of Harry. "Did he like the necklace?"
The bird nodded and chirped wildly, and reached up and nipped his nose affectionately. "I take that as a yes?" The bird nodded again. "Should I write him another one?"
Again Fig chirped and nipped his ear.
The next day Draco found himself standing on platform 9 and 3/4, sadly figless. To keep Harry from finding out who Fig belonged to he had sent her the night before to Hogwarts. He saw Blaise and Mily walking toward him, chatting ecstatically.
"Draco!" Mily shrieked, hugging him tightly. "Oh I missed you! Where's fig?"
"Oh, I sent him ahead of me. I'll explain on the train." Draco chuckled, eyes dancing. "Blaise…"
"Draco…" Blaise said in mock seriousness. "You bastard!" he jumped on Draco. "You never wrote me back!"
"Did you check your e-mail idiot!" Draco snorted, jokingly pushing the red head off himself.
"Oh!" Blaise exclaimed, "I forgot about it."
"Muggles may be insane, but e-mail is a good thing!" Mily laughed. "Wow! Who's that…he's dead sexy!"
All the Slytherins turned to see a tall, slim boy walking toward them. His jet black hair fell around his face and down his neck in wild shimmering curls. His eyes gave off an aura of mystery, they were large and fawn like, and half lidded at the same time. An effeminate fan of thick, dark lashes framed them. The hair jerked of his forehead revealing a lightning shaped scar.
Mily shook her head and blinked dramatically. "That's Harry Potter! Holy shit he's gorgeous! Wow….Draco he's almost as pretty as you!"
"Not funny Mily." Draco murmured, but his voice lacked conviction, as he was to busy starring at Harry. Damn…I mean he was never bad looking, but wow! This is going to be more complicated then I thought.
"Draco? No offensive, but your starring!" Blaise sniggered. "Something you need to tell us?"
"Train." Draco said boldly.
At the same time, Harry'd spotted Dean and Seamus. "Hey Dean!"
"Yo! Harry wasup!" Dean grinned. "Where's Ron?"
"Uh…He…He and Hermione went to America." Harry shrugged.
"They left you!" Seamus cried. "Just like that?"
"yeah." Harry sighed. "They're getting married to."
"Wow….That's a bitchy thing to do." Dean growled. "Harry you are officially hanging out with us! You have hereby been adopted into the tribe of sanity!"
"Tribe of sanity?" Harry sniggered. "You two are completely bonkers. And we all know me."
"It's…uh…One of those big words!" Dean laughed. "Irony! Since we're Hogwarts is completely insane, and we're insane, we call ourselves sane!"
"That's not irony, Dean!" Harry laughed.
"No, no, no, he means that we're sane by comparison. Dumbledore has defiantly gone senile!" Seamus growled. Harry cocked his head to the side. "He always keeps things from us. I don't trust him. He acts so high and mighty and he's always keeping everything from us. The professors treat us as if we're idiots. It's like we've never heard of Voldemort or death eaters before."
Harry just starred for a moment. "I never saw it like that, I figured he was trying to protect us."
"How is letting students die because he didn't inform us of the danger!" Dean hissed, "Look at Cedric! I bet Dumbledore knew Voldemort's spy was in Hogwarts."
"Sadly you two make sense." Harry sighed. "I've been kind of…pissed at him myself."
"Care to explain, my good froggy fried?" Dean cackled.
"Froggy?" Harry sniggered. "Do I look like a frog?"
"Well no, but you do have green eyes, therefore you are my froggy friend." Dean explained. "By the way what happened to your glasses?"
"Remus suggested that with contacts I'd get more girls." Harry grinned evilly.
"Remus as in Professor Lupin?" Seamus asked.
"Yeah…he's kind of my guardian/ godfather." Harry explained. "God I can't believe Ron and Hermione just left…But they said they'd be visiting for Christmas."
Dean shrugged. "Yeah well….It's still cruel. You guys were the trio! Now…We'll be the trio! I can put on a wig and be Hermione, and Seamus can be Ron…His hair's kind of red."
"I'm a blonde!" Seamus argued
"Oh thank you Hermione!" Harry teased. "You make me feel so loved!"
"Oh I'm so glad Harry-snookums! I'm going to cheat on Ron for you cause I'm a little slut!" Dean squeaked in a high pitched girly voice. Harry dissolved into laughter along with Seamus.
"You are harsh!" Harry managed to gasp, before he started to cry from hysteria.
Harry and his new trio bored the train and found a compartment, in the back of the train. They didn't realize the Slytherin's slide into the compartment beside them.
"So anyway, Harry how was your summer?" Dean asked.
"Dull….I spent the entire time lying on the grass thinking of ways to burn my Aunt and Uncles house down." Harry grumbled. Dean and Seamus burst into cackles. "No it's true! They're crazy…and ugly."
This just sent Dean laughing more.
Suddenly the door slid open to reveal Malfoy standing there. "Well, well Potter, found a new group of friends?"
Harry yawned. "Yeah, duh or did you think they were Ron and Hermione? Mr. ferret. You know ferret's actually have very bad eyesight."
Draco resisted the urge to applude his secret love's lovely retort and instead he muttered. "So finally loose the glasses?"
"Again, it seems you have very bad eye sight." Harry smirked. Draco liked that smirk.
"Work with me here." Draco said sarcastically. "You're so impossible to insult, pretty boy."
"Wouldn't be talking." Harry shrugged. "By the way what kind of mascara do you use? I could use some."
Draco whirled and leapt on Harry. The boy starred up at Draco with huge fawn like eyes, Harry's heart nearly stopped. Harry actually wiggled so Draco's knee was closer to his hip. They blonde's hands were placed on either side of his head, which was flat on the seat from here Malfoy pushed him down. Harry went completely still beneath him. "If I were you, then I wouldn't worry about needing mascara." Draco breathed, before pulling himself of Harry and exiting swiftly.
"That dude needs anger management." Dean scowled. "Really sexual harassment's a crime!"
Seamus started to laugh and Harry joined in. Suddenly Harry's thoughts were jerked back to his secret admirer. Was Draco complementing me or calling me girly? Harry thought. Draco…secrete admirer? Nah, Draco could never write something so…loving. Besides Mr. heart of ice couldn't even say the word love. The thought sent Harry cackling madly.
In the compartment across the isle, Draco Malfoy was attempting to explain about operation Redwing.
"Well…um….Over the summer I got bored." Draco started.
"Oh lord you didn't burn someone again." Balise remarked.
"No! And besides I only did that once." Draco scowled. Blaise smirked. "Damn. Anyway. So I needed a challenge….So I kind of sort of wroteharryaloveletter."
Blaise fell of the seat and Mily blinked. "The only words I caught were Harry and love."
"I. wrote. Harry. Potter. A. love. Letter." Draco mumbled, his cheeks going bright red. Mily burst into hysterics and Blaise joined her.
"But seriously Draco, what did you do?" She laughed, wiping a tear from her eye.
"I am serious." Draco growled, and Blaise raised one eyebrow.
"Seriously?" Mily gasped.
Draco glared at her sarcastically. Blaise and Mily just sat there gaping at him. Five minutes went by before Draco cleared his throat loudly.
Blaise finally managed. "Well you could have written me a love letter."
Mily shut her eyes tightly. "Draco, why exactly did you decide to write a love letter to Harry? Of all the boys you could have chosen you chose him!" her voice started to rise. "The enemy of Voldemort, the enemy of our house! You had to choose the direct opposite of everything your father stands for!" Mily shrieked. "Mr. stupid face had to have a challenge! YOU HAD TO PUSH IT!"
"Look I'm sorry!" Draco yelled. "But I…I couldn't help myself. I…wasn't thinking."
"DAMN RIGTH YOU WEREN'T THINKING!" Mily screamed at the top of her lungs. Mily got to feet and screamed right in her face. "WHAT DOES MR. SMART ASS PLAN TO DO NOW!"
She sat down, glaring at him.
"I'm sorry Mily, please don't be mad…Look I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking and I am a smart ass and a stupid face!" Mily cracked a smile at that one. "I won't chose another lover with out consulting you first!"
She sighed. "I forgive you Draco…But how deep into this are you?"
"Pretty deep…I gave him a present."
Blaise leaned back and dramatically slapped his forehead. "What are we going to do with Draco!"
"He could just stop writing," Mily suggested.
"No!" Draco yelled. They both turned to look at him in shock, again. "That would hurt him to much…I…I'm in really deep." He stammered.
Mily sighed. "You really like him." Draco nodded like an obedient dog. "This is why you sent Fig ahead?" Another nod. "Well what do we do?"
They sat in completive silence for a minute before Draco finally spoke up. "I keep writing. Harry doesn't know it's me. When he finally figures it out, he'll never want to be with me. We can both just pretend it never happened."
"So you're just going to toy with him for your own amusement?" Blaise said coldly.
"No….well….yes." Draco sighed.
"If you really like him…Then you shouldn't do that. Imagine how he'll feel once he realizes he's been played for the fool? Not good, Draco, not good." Blaise shook his head.
Draco buried his face in his hands. "Why don't we just let it run it's course. I'm sure…Well something will happen."
Mily sighed. "I don't have a better idea, at the moment, but if I come up with one.."
"I'll consider it." Draco nodded. "Blaise?"
"You could say it was someone else writing the letters." Blaise shrugged.
Draco looked over at the ground. I liked writing those letters. "No. They're my letters….I want to take some pride for them."
Blaise smiled. "Alright fine…Damn Draco. You've got it bad."
"What bad?"
"The love bug."
"Oh shut up Blaise!" Draco growled.
"Lover boy." Mily snickered
"Mily!" Draco wined. They taunted the blonde for the entire train ride….but the worst part by far was that fact that Draco loved it.