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Chapter 14: (Whoops this is really chapter 14 sorry you guys. lol)
I have a Slytherin!
Harry was enjoying his dream as he nuzzled into the warmth of a body. He did not mind, or wake up, as a hand caressed his back. Instead he settled more firmly into the warm body that was gently breathing next to himThe body he was cuddling into was bigger than him. Whoever it was, the person knew exactly how Harry liked being caressed. In one saying that would explain the situation; He was in heaven.
Then Harry started to wake up and pondered. 'Wait a minute here! Who am I with? I don't remember sleeping with anyone last night. I have never slept with anyone- period!' His breathing picked up slightly and he caught a familiar scent that was slightly elusive.
His eyes popped open wide when he remembered the accident. He had been in Potions Class and had been attacked. Theoretically, he should be smelling peroxide and disinfectant, not cologne and strawberries.
He looked at the chest that he was lying up against and observed it carefully for a minute, he did not recognize the person at all. Prior to this occasion, Hermione had been the only person to lie beside him. Even that had been a long time ago. This person was definitely not Hermione. Hell, whoever the mystery person was, wasn't even a female.
Whoever owned this perfect pale shiny skin reminded him of someone: someone like Malfoy. A deep dread settled in Harry's stomach. He slowly looked up through his lashes, cringing in fear, yet daring himself to identify his bed partner. The hand stopped moving when his green eyes locked onto a pair of gray eyes. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours, but was only a few seconds, before Harry let out a blood curdling scream and jumped out of the bed..
H&D
Pansy gave up on sleeping somewhere around five in the morning. She got dressed and went to sit in the common room until it was time to go to breakfast. She knew that the couple was not up yet, but she felt an anxiety that would not permit her to rest. Her agitation finally reached a point where she could not sit still any longer.
As she left the common room she bumped into Hermione, who seemed to be waiting on her. "You too?" She questioned the Head Girl.
Hermione nodded and showed Pansy her own fingernails which had been chewed to the quick. "I can't stop worrying."
Pansy could only nod as they walked down the corridors towards the Great Hall. "I just want a cup of coffee and then I will wait for them. You might as well come with me and we can go back to the common room then. I think you are the first person he will run to." She said to Hermione as she sat down at the empty Slytherin table next to her.
Hermione tapped her cup and asked for tea with milk and sugar before selecting an orange pastry. "Yes, I guess you are right. I was hoping that this day would not come so fast. But, at the same time I wished it had come sooner." She took an angry bite out of her pastry.
Pansy could only nod with agreement. She gave her pastry the same treatment then drained her coffee cup.
Together they rose and returned to their separate dorms. They took up their respective places and waited for what was to come.
H&D
After Harry screamed and jumped out of the bed, eyes wide with fear, he began to back out of the room. Having Draco lying there unmoving, as he calmly watched him, unnerved Harry more than a screaming match would have. He whirled and made a mad dash before Draco could sit up and do more than watch him.
Harry raced past a couple of people before turning to Pansy out of habit and saying, "Good morning, Miss Parkinson." He then gave himself a good mental shake before adding, "This never happened. I'm not here. Bye, bye!" before continuing his mad dash out of the Slytherin common room.
Pansy blinked and turned to the door from which Harry had appeared seconds before. She saw her friend Draco standing there and tried, uncertainly, to smile and nod encouragingly as he slowly stepped into the room although he still maintained his grip on the doorframe.
He looked up, one of his hands in his hair, and peered at the girl. "Pansy Dear, how much did I drink?" He tried for a bit of levity but there was no feeling behind his words.
D&H
Harry ran. He didn't care about all the people gawking at him as he tried to escape either. He streaked past the Great Hall and everyone watched in wonder as Harry Potter ran past, hair flowing out behind him and clad only in his green silk boxers with Slytherin Lover logo on them. Most people couldn't get over the shock, though the new addition to the head table, a woman sitting almost on Snape's lap and clutching his arm snickered and made the comment that she would like to know where he did his lingerie shopping.
Harry ran and ran. He raced up three flights of stairs and down a hallway before coming to a stop in front of the painting of the fat lady in a pink dress. She was so startled to see him that she let him right in without ever uttering the password.
It was only after he had burst into the room that Harry looked around and realized that, with the exception of the Weasley twins who were showing a first year a new prank toy, the place was deserted.
By then, Harry was on the brink of hysteria. His eyes darted around until he spotted the stairwell leading up to the girls dormitories. If he hadn't been so distraught, he probably would have laughed at the surprise Ginny Weasley displayed after realizing that no boy had ever been fast enough before to climb the stairs before they became a slide.
Harry remembered off the top of his head where Hermione's room was and began frantically pounding on it. He fell through the door in a heap when she opened it.
Hermione looked down at the disarrayed boy and smiled softly at the sight of his hair sticking up in a mess in some places while plastered to his body like a curtain in others as if trying to cover him up. She seriously doubted that Harry even noticed that he had long hair.
Her smile faded quickly as she noticed the tears clinging to the boy's eyelashes; most likely tears of fear and confusion. She did not have to question what he was doing in her room, she just sank down beside him and pulled him into her arms. It was almost like a burden lifted from her shoulders as her best friend fell right into her embrace. He was confused and wanted answers, but Harry Potter was back.
H&D
Hermione convinced Harry to sit on the bed while she explained everything to him. From his seat he looked out toward the Quidditch pitch and beyond to the Forbidden Forest that was being lighted by the rays of the sun creeping above the horizon. He had a frown on his face as he listened to Hermione explain about how he had become a child, that he and Draco had defeated Voldemort, how he and Draco had become a couple…
Harry felt a bit of disgust with himself. 'Why in the world would he have gone for someone like him?' He shook his head, thankful that his alter ego (that is what he referred to himself as since the other him was not someone he liked and felt like he was completely different from the other Harry.)
The other Harry did his homework (which was fully caught up) and he had even completed a college application for him. Harry sighed and looked at Hermione as she finished speaking. Two or maybe more, he couldn't remember, weeks have been taken away from him. He hated it when he couldn't remember the details of something. It irked him so badly that he developed an imaginary itch…that bothered him too.
Harry raised his hand and some of his long hair stuck to it. He added that insult to his list of affronts as he glared at the offending hair and wondered how in the hell it could have grown so quickly.
He rose from the bed and went to the mirror so he could have a proper look at himself. His first thought was to cut the mass of hair off, but the flare of anxiety that brought up caused his heart to leap- and that hurt! He sighed and ran his hand through the hair and settled some of it back into place. He did not want to admit to anyone that the big mass of hair was foreign to him and he didn't have the slightest clue as how to tame or take care of it.
He went back over to the bed and sat down again before sighing loudly. He did not need Hermione to point out that he had got himself into a mess this time that he did not know how to fix. As he contemplated what kind of mess did he get himself into this time, he idly moved his hand down to his stomach and played with his belly button. He flushed for no reason as the fleeting thought of a bellybutton ring ran through his mind. "Merlin, what is wrong with me?" He muttered.
Eventually, Hermione convinced him to leave the dormitories and they went downstairs and out onto the lawn. While Harry lay on the grass, sun beating down on his face, Hermione sat beside him and pulled out a book to read while he rested.
I feel as if the light is closing in once more,
I feel as if there is no longer you in my mindWhy have you gone?
Why couldn't you have stayed?
Wouldn't it have made sense for you to be here instead of me?
At least you appreciated life
Unlike myself who will just spit on it and then walk away.
It should have been you who was here.
Not me!
Harry woke up with a start, sweat running down his back. He opened his eyes to stars that never seemed to end. The stars twinkled at him, looking as though they were winking. Harry got up from the grass and scolded himself for falling asleep like that. He was surprised that he wasn't sunburnt from lying out in the sun for so long, but reckoned that Hermione had cast a charm on him.
Harry once more looked up then gasped in delight. Shooting stars, at least four of them, streaked across the sky. He was more delighted with this than when he had seen fireworks once during a Guy Fawkes festival.
He stared enthralled at the darkening sky. The meteor shower! It's on Friday. Please watch it with me. His voice was soft and his eyes were full of pleading.
Harry blinked the thought away. He didn't remember ever saying that. To whom had he been speaking? He thought as he stared at the sky. Friday was two days away; well- actually only one now. He had slept Wednesday away outside instead of going to class or even trying to get his head around what had happened to him. The truth was that he could not remember a thing.
Harry got up and stretched, checked the sky one more time, then sighed and walked inside of Hogwarts. It was an ordeal of epic proportions for him to walk up the steps to the room in Gryffindor tower where Ron waited, glare plastered on his face.
"Bloody hell, Harry, where were you? I was worried. " Ron snapped. He pouted slightly as Harry just shrugged his shoulders.
Ron, earlier that day, had actually cried when he saw Harry in the Common Room. For the first time in ages, they hugged in public and Ron began mumbling apologies about how stupid he had been and he hoped Harry would forgive him since he was going to try to never let anything like that happen ever again.
Harry just nodded then too. Ron looked at him and cocked his head to the side. He didn't want to bother his best mate so he decided to let it go.
Harry walked to his bed where he was greeted by an owl. He laid down next to the owl and slept the next five hours away while subconsciously petting the owl
H&D
When it all floods back:
The sun was streaming through the glass of the Great Hall's windows where many of the students were eating their morning bowl of porridge and fruit salad as Harry and Hermione walked to the Gryffindor table together. Hermione sat down and pulled a pot of teatowards her. Harry remained standing. He looked at the tea before picking up a cup, not sitting at all.
Hermione looked up at him, slightly confused at his odd behavior. He did not squirm as he met her gaze straight in the eye. Once the tea was poured, Harry downed it and picked up a croissant while explaining to Hermione that he would meet her in front of the school for Herbology. Even as he was talking, he was wondering why he was saying it. He thought it was odd since right now he should be having DADA. But that was nonsense ,he never had that in the morning. He shook his head and walked out not noticing eyes on him.
Draco turned to his side and leaned against Pansy. "Are you seeing that?" He asked.
Pansy nodded. "Yes. But why do you even care?"
Draco shrugged his shoulder. "He did that yesterday at lunch and again at dinner last night." His eyebrows were furred as he recited his little bit of knowledge to her.
Pansy smiled into her hand. She recalled the situation where Draco had refused to let Harry sit at the Gryffindor table while they were under the influence of the potion. She dropped her hand and let her smile be seen as she noticed Draco smirking about the fact that Harry had not sat down at the table with Hermione.
D&H
"This cannot be happening!" The head of the D&H fan club said as she started the meeting.
"Just when it started to go well, too! Then wham, bam! We're back to normal now and they are not even talking to each other anymore." The Head Girl stated.
The older woman who was with Snape earlier pouted. The five other girls and a boy by the name of Derek did also. Derek had his camera in hand and was fiddling with it, making the head of the club twitch. "Will you stop it!" She snarled. "You are making me more nervous by doing that!"
The boy dropped the camera on his lap. "Fine!" He glared at her before rearranging his face into a pout which he directed at the floor.
Victoria came up from behind him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Don't get all worked up, Dear. It really isn't an attractive look on you." All the while directing a venomous glare at the Head Girl.
Another girl, code name Princess, glared at the floor too. "There has to be something we can do about this. We can't just leave the two of them alone to ignore each other." She nodded, her strawberry blonde hair flicking wildly with her anger. "It's just not fair!" She whined dramatically before conceding the floor.
Victoria hummed and Derek shivered. "We need a plan!" She said simply.
Everyone rolled their eyes.
"We have pictures of them, don't we?" She stated then glared until everyone nodded their heads- some more enthusiastic than others. "Then why don't we gather up these pictures and put them in a scrap book? We can make one for each boy and the books can be exactly the same. We can start when they are little boys and work our way forward."
A couple of the girls squealed like cheerleaders and proclaimed that she was brilliant. The head girl just turned, cupped her hands behind her back, and huffed. "I suppose you want me to talk to Pansy about supplying some pictures that Colin Creevy took and did not share with the club?"
"HELL YEAH!" was the general consensus before the meeting adjourned.
H&D
Harry walked along side of Hermione, their first class done, now off to Potions Class. He was technically walking the wrong way since he had to gather his books from his room. He had noticed that he,had forgotten them during Herbology and when he mentioned it Hermione had volunteered to come with him. Harry walked silently besides her, occasionally looking up from the wooden floors to see where he was going. He looked down again counting the crakes and splints the floor had, he never noticed at first that they were there, considering when he felt alone he would always look down and admire the beautiful floor.
He shook his head, it was ridiculous. He was back at staring at the floor when suddenly he was propelled backwards. Harry hadn't been expecting any sort of collision and fell flat on his bum. He looked up to see steely eyes watching him. Without saying anything, Harry hoisted himself up and glared.
"Watch where you are going scar head." Draco snapped.
Harry wanted to reply but he was frozen. He just stared at Malfoy, mouth agape. By the time a retort had trickled through his brain, his thoughts had already started to scatter. Memories began rushing back in a flash and it was as if they were taunting him.
" Get away from him, or I swear I will bite you!"
"Little kid, it ok. My uncle is here now." Draco said to him, turning around.
"Draconis Malfoy" He announced proudly.
"What your name? He did not hold out his hand because that would have meant letting go of the other's hand already. He beamed happily at the green eyed boy.
Harry smiled shyly.
"Can I just call you Drake or Draco? Cause Draconis sound a little.."
Draco sighed "Weird, yeah I know. You may call me…"
Harry smiled gleefully. "Harry Potter. Nice to met you, Drakkie"
Draco looked like he was going to choke on his own spit while Snape covered his mouth not to show his smile. Their reactions had the desired effect and Harry laughed.
Little Draco shuddered in horror.
Harry's knees buckled and he suddenly looked as if he were going to start praying. His hands came up to cover his face as he started to heave.
"Lord Vorldemortis? Hmm. Sounds like a cereal box."
Harry's eyebrows shot up. "What?"
"Yep, Lord Voldieos!" They're magically delicious." Draco said with an Irish accent
"How dare you!" The voice shrilled like a third year girl who just got hit in the breasts while walking along to Hogsmeade.
Harry and Draco both burst into fresh peals of laughter. "He sounds like Pansy when I turn her hair green." Draco gasped out.
Harry couldn't help himself. "Let me see if I can remember the spell." He waved his wand and the snake guy's sparse hair turned a brilliant shade of green. That set both boys off again even harder.
"I am Lord Voldemort! You will cower in fear in my presence!" He screamed. The Death Eaters cowered in fear while the two children stopped laughing and cocked their heads to look at him again
"Slytherin!" The hat bellowed
He didn't understand these new emotions but he felt the urge to learn over and kiss his lips.
He remembered squeaking in fright as he lost his balance, the sensation of a never ending fall, and the deep gloom of rejection.
"Because it never happened!" Harry whispered, his throat constricting, "It never happened. Those memories- they're lies.
Fat tears were now falling down his face. He could not keep them in. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and a familiar voice saying, "Potter? Potter?"
"I wish I could ofmmmmknowin you better" Harry said in a slur. That was the last straw before he leaned forward and passed out.
Hermione winced as his head cracked on impact with the wooden floor. She quickly swooped down to help her friend out but someone else got to him first.
Draco turned Harry over and examined him. He gently wiped the tears away from his love's face. "I think he experienced a flashback; maybe even more than one. The sheer amount of information could have made his mind shut down." He added.
Pansy looked at him. "Is that what happened to you?" She asked curiously.
Draco didn't answer, instead he picked up the smaller boy. Harry's hair was in the way because he still hadn't learned to tie it back in a braid. "I'll bring him up to your common room if you wish." Draco spoke to Hermione, but he never took his eyes away from Harry.
Hermione nodded and began walking.
Pansy fell in beside them and began walking next to Hermione. As they climbed the stairs she kept shooting her looks of disbelief.
All Hermione could do was shake her head at her. How do you tell someone that you don't have the slightest clue of what is going on either?