A/N - I'm sorry this has taken a month to produce. I had this chapter already to be posted and then I re-read it and took out some major things that I didn't like, added some parts where I had to take out minor things and then I didn't like it anymore and I re-wrote the entire chapter which took about a week. Don't worry kids...there is a method to my madness.

In answer to Claimed's comment,- I guess since I'm american and all and it's more prominent- It just seems like Brits say fucking as 'facking' (or maybe it's just my mind at 3 in the morning) but yeah...I just think it's sexy .

Okay Pansy is obviously making her appearance in this chapter. It might be confusing...but I'll try to make it not so. I'm truly sorry if this confuses anyone (I have a tendency for doing that). /

Disclaimer - I don't own any of this, 'cept the plot.

-Aconitum

Chapter Five




Draco's P.O.V.

I don't remember what exactly went through my head as I stared at her, mouth a gape, thinking why she was here. All I remember doing in those few eternal moments was subconsciously getting my wand and pointing it at her. I didn't allow the voice of common sense to seep through my brain...no...not this time. I had listened to that voice for far too long.

"You." I snarled "What are you doing here.?"

She obviously wasn't sensing the formidable air or else she would have fled. But as she didn't, she spoke in a perky love filled tone.

"I came here to see you Drakie. I know you got my note." She smiled and tried to rise gracefully to her feet. It was the first time I had noticed what she was wearing; My old seventh year robes; all tattered and torn. Soil stains still littered it and to say that blood wasn't on it would be a lie. Needless to say the scene made me sick.

I was only able to stare at her; confused and disgusted.

"Drakie...don't you remember, when you gave me these robes?" She asked in a soft voice but it was laced with a tone that I had never heard before. She acted like she were reminiscing something long since passed, but really, she was mental. She brought part of the decrepit fabric to her cheek and rubbed against it like a child would with their love-worn stuffed animal. I stared in disbelief.

"I gave those robes to you to throw out after a failed attempt in Herbology. I didn't give them to you to keep you psychopath." I wanted to shout it, but I couldn't. All my energy was now feeding my fear; anger quickly melted away and all that was left was the soft monotones of my voice spoken in a barley audible whisper.

"Now now Drakie...you don't mean that." She was now getting closer. "You gave them to me to keep...and I was foolish in Herbology." I stood shell- shocked. Afraid to move and afraid to speak. As she drew nearer and wrapped her arms around my neck I finally found my voice.

"I mean every word of it Pansy. And if that were the case then why didn't you just wash the stains that you so carelessly got on my robes?"

"Because...." She smiled a sly smile and slid her hands down to my waist and back up again.

"Because...?" I asked not even interested in what answer she had for me.

"Because I love you." With that she kissed me full on the lips. It was something I thought I would never have to re-live again after seventh year. Her breath -if anything- had changed from worse to horrendous and it didn't surprise me that she still managed to slobber all over my face in an attempt to turn me on. I didn't kiss her back and I shoved the anorexic pug faced bitch off of me.

As usual she didn't back down.

She once again put her arms around me but didn't kiss me.

"Get your scaly arms off of me." I said as coldly as I could. I pushed her once again and she came crawling back. So I accepted it; I stood still while she tried to mold her body around mine.

"Remember when we were back in 7th year...when we were in love?" she ended with a sigh and rested her head on my shoulder while gently rocking back and forth.

"'We' were never in love Pansy. You had a psychotic crush on me and I hated you. The only reason why I put up with you was because my father still controlled me. Now that I'm out of reach from his hand, I can do as I please. So Pansy" I pushed her away from me again and looked her straight in the eye "get out of my life and never come back into it again."

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Harry had been in his dark room developing his film. He looked at the first picture that had developed: Draco blowing on his whistle. Harry laughed as the Draco in the picture blew on the whistle which made no noise and mouth something that looked like 'goddamn it'. Another picture had developed and this made him laugh even harder.Draco was yelling at his students. He was so accustomed to seeing Draco's face so pale that it was humorous to see it red and twisted into fury. He was about to see what the other picture was when he heard a girlish scream from across his hall.

'Malfoy's room.' He thought.

He hurried out of his room and when he was about to open Draco's door he remembered his wand and ran back to retrieve it. Upon his second arrival of Malfoy's door he stopped and listened to make sure he wasn't intruding on something.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU'VE CHEATED ON ME! I CAN'T BELEIVE YOU WANT TO END OUT RELATIONSHIP!"

"OH PANSY DON'T FLATTER YOURSELF! THERE WASN'T A RELATIONSHIP TO BEGIN WITH OR FOR ME TO CHEAT ON YOU FOR THAT MATTER!"

There was a loud 'clunk' sound, the screaming of a male followed and the insane laughter of Pansy Parkinson.

He went in and just barely missed a vase being thrown and shattered on the wall behind him.

"HARRY!" Draco never thought that he would be happy to see him and a small smile began to play upon his lips.

Harry looked in horror at what happened. Draco was lying on the floor in a small pool of his own blood that was slowly gathering more of the thick, dark liquid. He was about to look to see where his wand went when he saw Pansy emerge from behind Draco's dresser, twirling Draco's wand in her hands.

"Pansy...what are you doing?"

"Oh I'm just knocking some sense into my boyfriend here. He seems to be under the impression that we've broken up." she smiled psychotic ally.

"Well why don't you put the wand down? I mean look at him. He's in no condition to fight back."

"Oh yes well...you see. You are in a condition to fight me. So..." with that she hit him with a leg locking curse.

Harry fell down and his wand rolled out of his hand and across the floor, stopping at Pansy's feet.

"Oh thank you Harry." She bent down to pick it up "It's been so long since I've had a wand. The Ministry broke my wand after misuse of magic." She said in Harry's direction. She turned around to talk to Draco.

"You know Draco, we could've had a beautiful relationship if you just cooperated. But you didn't."

Draco was in no mood to argue back. He was getting painfully dizzy from the amount of blood loss.

"So that only leaves me with one choice." She took out Draco's wand and failed to notice the sounds of Harry crawling on his belly across the floor towards her.

Pansy started cackling like the witch she was and said mirth fully "Have you ever heard that expression "Impaled upon your own sword" my dear Drakie?"

Draco nodded and his eyes widened as he slowly figured out what she was going to do.

"It means that the bastard caused his own death with his own weapons." She said angrily "and you unfortunately have."

She stood up and all poor Draco could do was shake his head vehemently.

"Good-bye Draco." She added a small laugh at the end and raised Draco's wand.

"Avada Ked-FUCK!"

Harry had hit her in the back of the knees causing her to fall down onto the stone floor and releasing both wands. One had dropped to the floor next to her and the second one simply rolled under Draco's bed.

She turned around to see Harry smiling as he grabbed his wand. She scurried across the room and under Draco's bed to get his wand. When she found it she turned around.

"So? You just had to get involved between me and Drakie now didn't you? So I think I'll kill you first." She raised her wand.

Harry looked at her and said darkly "You think that's wise? I survived it when Voldemort tried it. What makes you think that you can kill me? The most it'll do is add another scar...perhaps over-lapping this one" he traced his thin scar on his forehead with his finger "so it'll form a big ol' 'x' on my forehead."

She hesitated a second too long and Harry took that moment to say a few choice words and have ropes spring from his wand and wrap tightly around Pansy. She dropped the wand which once again rolled under Draco's bed.

"Silencio." Harry said. He turned towards Draco and from his wand poured a blue light that went into his wound -causing Draco to flinch a bit, both of them watched as the skin sealed up and a blue light danced around the wound before disappearing entirely.

"It's only temporary...it'll last for about an hour or so." He said, his eyes still on Draco's lower abdomen. He could feel Pansy's leg locker curse wearing off and tried to stand up. He was successful but still felt a little wobbly. He held his hand out to Draco who accepted and helped him to his feet and fell back down.

"I don't suppose you can walk?"

"No." Draco whispered slightly dazed.

"Do you have a problem with me carrying you?"

Draco shook his head. Talking took too much energy. Harry lifted the Slytherin up and was surprised at how light he was.After locking the door with multiple locking spells to make sure that Pansy was secure in there he carried Draco to the Infirmary and set him down on one of the beds.

"Oh Merlin! What have you boys been doing?!" Madame Pomfrey had shouted.

Draco had begun to bleed again. The spell didn't last as long as Harry had thought it would.

"We didn't do anything. Pansy came to visit Malfoy and went mental."

She shook her head in disbelief and cured the injured Malfoy in a few minutes and rubbed a lotion on his wound.

"You'll have to stay here for the night Mr. Malfoy." She walked away muttering darkly.

"Where's Pansy?" Draco had whispered at once.

"She's locked in your room. I'll get her out of there right now."

'My pictures! Shit...their probably destroyed by now.'

Draco sat up almost at once and howled in pain "No! Please don't leave me. Get Dobby to do it."

Harry was surprised at this sudden change in character.

"Dra-...Malfoy, I'll be back soon. I promise."

Draco seemed to relax a little bit and layed back down.

After almost an hour of questioning and interrogation, Pansy was finally taken away by the dementors to be taken to Azkaban. Harry couldn't help but smile. He went to his room and cleaned up his dark room, throwing out the useless pictures. He went back to the infirmary where it had darkened considerably and Draco was laying in bed looking vacantly outside the window which now displayed the field being showered with rain.

"I'm sorry." Were the first words out of Harry's mouth.

"Why?" Draco asked still in his trance.

"For being back so late?" He suggested as he sat down next to Draco's bed.

Draco turned around to face his savior and grinned. "It's alright."

They sat there for the nest hour talking about their progress in their teaching classes and laughed at each other's 'stupid student moments' in their classes. It was an odd sight to see to those that knew about the Malfoy/Potter history. But at that moment they didn't care about their reputations as they did in their Hogwarts years. Their conversation progressed into their personal lives and their childhoods. They were surprised at how similar they had been as children which made the conversation more interesting.

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It was well past 2 in the morning when it happened. Harry had said that he better go to bed if her were to teach in the morning and went to stand up. His shirt had gotten caught on the wooden chair and caused him to fall forward onto Malfoy. Their lips had touched briefly. And as Harry was trying to get up Draco wouldn't let him and deepened their kiss. Harry broke it and made a turn to leave when he came face to face with Snape.

"What are you doing here?" He asked Snape.

"Oh I could ask you the same thing. I thought Draco would be interested in knowing that Pansy is now safely in Azkaban." He raised an eyebrow and looked as if he were to be sick. The thought of James' Potter's son and Lucius Malfoy's son - his favourite student - snogging was enough to make him sick.

"Well thank fucking Merlin that she is. Fucking nutter she is." He shivered.

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Harry awoke the next morning in the same chair he had been conversing with Draco in....the words 'did we?' ran through his mind. It took him a few minutes to realize that Draco was awake and staring -very creepily- at Harry. This soon turned into a staring contest and it was still going on when Professor Severus Snape came in. He was smiling. Quite unlike Snape to do.

Snape stood a few feet away from his competing former students.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Harry blinked and went slightly red remembering what Snape had intruded on last night.

"AH-HA! I WIN POTTER! YES!" Draco was overjoyed that he had finally beaten Harry at something. It didn't matter at how minor the completion was. The fact that he had beat Harry was enough to bask in glory.

Snape's smile -if possible- widened and Harry got even more creeped out.

"Well I just thought that you would like to know that Pansy is in Azkaban this very moment. I would have told you this last night but you were sleeping and I thought it best to let you rest."

"Ooo a rhyme!" Draco was very much energetic. "But thank Merlin that she is in Azkaban...fucking-"

"Nutter she is." Harry finished for Draco smiling very widely.

Malfoy and Snape both looked at Harry who was smiling greatly

Harry got up and turned around.

"What day is it?"

"It's Sunday Harry." replied Snape.

"Alright that's good. I thought it was Monday. Hm."

He walked out of the infirmary and went to his chambers where he gathered his clothes for a shower. He walked down to the faculty bathrooms and went for the shower at the very end. He started up the water and for a moment he had thought-less thoughts as the water had races down his body. He began to wash himself and he remembered that he was still smiling greatly at the fact that it had all been a dream. The kiss and the informing of Pansy had been but a dream.

'Just a sweet dream...' he thought. His smile faltered.

"I'm smiling so I'm happy about it." He silently thanked that he was alone.

'...then why do I feel so empty and dissapointed?'

He stopped washing himself almost instantly.

'...just realize something Harry?' The cynical side of his voice had returned. 'Need help realising what it is? It's a silver-haired Slytherin that you wish you had kissed last night.'

The voice left him alone and Harry began washing himself slowly now.

"I like Draco." He breathed.