Title: You have A Choice
Disclaimer: Of course, it is written by J.K. Rowling…..so it is not mine!
A/N: Hey everybody, I am sorry for not updating lately. I have been busy with school and studying for finals. Anyway, remember I said I will make a sequel? I changed my mind….this story is happening during the 7th year. And, yes, slashy will come up later. Here is Chapter 9….
Chapter 9
An entire week had been filled with laughter and happiness for Harry. He had no idea that Draco could be this much of a fantastic person who could make you laugh in seconds. He also made great jokes that would make Harry laugh his head off, especially Ron. Harry's heart was overflowing with elation because Ron and Draco were getting along very well. They would often compete at Wizard Chess and to Ron's surprise, Draco met Ron's level.
"Checkmate!" Draco smiled. Ron offered his hand to shake Malfoy's,
"Good Game." Hermione, who had been previously sitting with Harry, walked over to Ron.
"Ron, let's go for a walk," said Hermione, taking Ron's hand to convince him.
"See ya around." Ron and Hermione left to take their 'walk'. Draco strolled over to Harry, taking a seat next to him.
"I see you and Ron getting along pretty well," said Harry with envy. Then, he heard a laugh coming from Draco.
"What?"
"Nothing, I thought I heard jealousy in your voice."
"What? No! I'm not! Why would I be?" protested Harry. Draco chuckled,
"Relax!" Then, suddenly, Draco surrounded his arm around Harry's neck. This startled Harry but unwind in a minute later when he found comfort next to Draco's muscular body. He turned his head up to meet the icy blue orbs. This unknown feeling in Harry surfaced in his body. The feeling in him was strange but he liked it. However, guilt was in him, also.
"Hey guys, can I take your picture?" Collin Creevey unexpectedly asked. Harry opened his mouth to object but Draco cut him off,
"Sure!" Collin Creevey shot a picture in a flash of blinding light. Guilt flooded through Draco's body, but he wasn't sure why. For past weeks, Draco had been feeling this way ever since he transferred to Gryffindor. As Collin walked away from them, Draco slowly released his arm with a discouraging face that Harry noticed,
"Draco, what is the matter?" Draco turned to face Harry.
"Harry-", he began.
"Guys, we will be late for dinner!" Hermione called out to them, cutting Draco off.
"Ok, we will be there in a minute!" Harry answered, then back to Draco,
"What is it?" Draco smiled awkwardly,
"It is nothing. Com' on, I am starving." Harry smiled although he had a bad feeling in his gut about Draco. He felt like Draco was hiding something big.
"That is typically Malfoy." Harry thought aloud, not realizing that Draco heard him.
"What did you say?" Draco hissed vehemently. Harry was taken aback but thought for a second,
"I didn't say anything," he said, frowning. Draco blinked several times as if coming out of a trance,
"R-right. Well, I have to go." Draco walked swiftly from the room. Harry bit his bottom lip in worry, when Draco had hissed at him a second ago. Harry had glimpsed memories from the past when they had been archenemies. Harry ran a hand through his raven hair, he started to doubt whether Draco had truly changed or not…something wasn't right.
Dream
Harry struggled to get away from the bonds that sprang from the Deatheater's wand. The coils wrapped around his neck smothering and choking him. Harry looked at the man standing over him, a laughing hiss escaped from the hood. The figure looked so dark and evil, that Harry could have mistaken it for a dementor. But then, a pale hand appeared from a sleeve and slowly began lowering the hood. Harry couldn't help but gasp, not in fear, but in shock. Harry glared into the fathomless silver, mercury blue eyes of an oily, blonde haired man. A thin smile curled the corners of the deatheater's mouth as his eyes narrowed,
"I've got you, Potter….you were so blind! Ahahahaha!"
Dream end
"ARGHHH!" Harry sat up, beads of sweat clinging to his forehead. Harry's chest heaved as he gasped for air, he shut his eyes tight trying to remember who had been the Deatheater. Lucius Malfoy came to his mind. But as Harry tightened his eyes tighter, he felt something come from his eye. Harry opened his eyes and touched the tear with a finger before it ran down. Pressure weighed down on his heart as he realized it had been Draco….
There is your Chapter 9….what do you think! I like it so much. It is sad, I know. Another thing I would like to say….I would like someone to email me if they would like to be my editor for this summer since I will not see my editor this summer. A person who is great at word choice and grammar, please email me. Thanks…now working on Chapter 10….See you in two weeks! Also, check out my other story, "Love is in You"
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