Disclaimer: This story is based off a series of novels by JK Rowling.
A/N: You're right… I do have one special ability. I have a 5th sense. It's like ESPN or something. My breasts can always tell when it's raining (men! No no no!)… reviews! And I forecast a major shower of reviews in my near future. So I better get my shower! I know there were so many things wrong with that, like the fact I have no breasts, but those are just minor details. I think what you really want to read is the story! It is a good chapter! Or at least I think it will be…lol! (giggles happily!) Okay! Here is the next chapter! Enjoy! I am really enjoying the reviews people! Keep, 'em coming, keep 'em coming! But first, the thank yous!
Ameinias: I just realized something! You read my bio! I am really self-concious so pretend you don't know what I look like. At all! Your reviews are great and I couldn't be happier with them. I will have some flashback for Harry hopefully. Eventually. Maybe even this chapter…
Silly little 13 year old: Tsk, tsk, tsk… you drank coffee! Good luck getting to sleep with that running through your system. If I drank coffee (shudders at the thought) I'd be bouncing off the walls. Literally. Well, as for the plot monkeys, I'm keeping my handy rifle by my side. It will kill them if they get too close. And the homophobes. Oh and the cross thing (puts fingers up as cross sign)! Loved it (giggles)! The sound of music is my favorite movie ever. "Reverend mother, I have sinned." says a nun "I have too, Reverend mother!" says the other… Okay, enough for the hyperness. Thank you for the review!
RisuMusume: You poor soul! I took Driver's Ed already this summer and it was soooooo boring. Our instructor was the pinnacle of boredom and wouldn't even let us text message. Hopefully your teacher is nicer than mine was. So you're forgiven for not reviewing until now…And will Ginny kiss Harry? (giggles) Who knows… But Ron's and Hermione's reaction…pricelessSpork Princess: No problem… Enjoy that video game!
Mok Necrorragia: Tell Poe I have an evil bitchy side too. That reminds me of a quote… (I was only a bitch because I was acting like a bitch!) Ah… I also have evil plot monkeys to contend with, besides the bitchy side, but that's another story! Thanks for the review! I thoroughly enjoyed it!
Chapter 9: FIELD TRIP!
Draco had just heard something inside Ginny's room, something that sounded distinctly like footsteps. 'That's it,' thought Draco, 'I'm going in!' Draco had grasped the doorknob. He had twisted it. "Click," went the door as it began to creak open…
Hermione was horrified; her face was full of fright. She did not want to get caught eavesdropping; it was normally against her morals to be doing something so…vulgar and impolite. Ron was not quite as scared as Hermione. He had no reputation to protect. He did look a little peeved off nonetheless. He was annoyed that Draco was going to interrupt Harry and Ginny right when things were getting good. But neither Ron nor Hermione was swift enough to stop Draco from what he was doing. They were too preoccupied with listening to react quickly…
Next thing Draco knew, he had swung open the door and gazed upon the inside. He saw a room much like his own…but he was not here to appraise the room, he told himself. He strained his eyes to look across the room to see what had happened. He was infuriated at what he saw.
Harry was up against the closet door on the opposite wall. What's more, inches from his face was a Ginny Weasley, puckering up to kiss Harry. Draco reacted as fast as he could to save Harry. He tried his best not to give away that he himself liked Harry. He said loudly, with a hint of smugness, "What do we have here?"
Draco thought he was too late. Behind him Hermione was looking at the couple with adoration and Ron had just rolled his eyes. They thought was Draco had thought…Harry and Ginny had kissed….
Ginny spun around to meet the person who had interrupted her. She narrowed her gaze. It was Draco. Right when she was about to yell at Draco for barging in on her like that, Harry pushed her aside and walked over to Draco. Harry stopped there and turned towards Ginny.
"Were you going to say something, Ginny?" Harry asked, in an almost protective tone. Ginny tried to say something, but was cut off. "Good. Because I have something to say to you. We are over, Ginny! No if ands or buts! I told you why! Just let me be!" and Harry stormed out of the room, leaving Draco there alone with Ginny. But he muttered something to Draco just before he left. "You made it just in time," he whispered into Draco's ear.
Draco's heart fluttered… He had saved Harry! He felt extremely giddy now that he had gotten to play hero for Harry. But he had to keep his excitement to himself, he knew that much. Everyone would be wondering why he was so happy if he started jumping up and down…
Draco gave Ginny a sort of sorry look, trying to console her. He had ruined her moment and she deserved it, he thought. But the minute he turned around and began to walk out of the room, his face wore a haughty look. Harry was his and only his… As he passed through the doorway, he looked to the left to see how Hermione and Ron had reacted to Harry telling Ginny off. They were both looking at each other, distressed. Hermione was mad that Harry had been so cruel to Ginny, but Ron, he had a sort of glazed look like he couldn't believe what had just happened. Ron had no idea Harry had it in him! Draco was smiling happily… but little did Draco know, someone else still thought Harry was theirs.
Ginny was still in her room, conspiring. 'Once I get Harry alone with me…I've got him!' she told herself… 'He can only hide from me so long,' she told herself, 'then it's time for him to face my kiss.' She laughed! 'I will get Harry back!' she told herself…
Draco was happy with Hermione and Ron's reactions, but he could have no way of knowing what Ginny was thinking…
Draco fled back to his room, searching for Harry. He saw Harry lying on the bed trying to sleep. 'Well,' Draco thought, 'I better let him be for a while…although I do want to apologize for eavesdropping…maybe I should sleep myself,' he yawned, 'it may help clear my mind…'
Draco climbed up to the top bunk, and abruptly passed out…. Draco dreamed about many things, but he was not the one in mental turmoil… Harry was.
Harry was tossing and turning trying to fall asleep, but he could not seem to. He kept on thinking about what had just happened to him. Eventually, he did fall into a light, dream-ridden snooze. But Harry woke up quickly, remembering something from back at Hogwarts…
It was a sunny April Saturday at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and Harry was walking onto the Quidditch Field with the rest of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Today they were to take on Hufflepuff and everyone was laughing at the prospect of playing them. Everyone knew that Hufflepuff was not exactly the best house at Quidditch, and they didn't feel the need to be completely serious. For Harry, this constituted sitting back and relaxing on his broom, not having to strain himself to win. Once he had walked far enough out onto the field, Harry mounted his broom and flew up a ways above the stands and stopped there. It was the perfect vantage point for the whole field, he thought. He waited…
After Madam Hooch blew the whistle, he sat still hovering in place, watching the whole field. Sure, he was supposed to be looking for the golden snitch, but right now he was admiring the beating skills of Ron's elder brothers, Fred and George. It wasn't as if Harry needed to be playing his best, like I said, he felt as though he could play leisurely today due to the lack of competition. It was then that he caught his eye…
Why hadn't Harry realized then? Why hadn't Harry known then that he was gay? But before he answered himself, he remembered the next part…
You see, the chaser from the Hufflepuff team had flown right through Fred and George, where Harry had been looking. When he saw the chaser flying on, Harry's eyes followed him. He saw the boy dart this way and that way, avoiding the bludgers and the people trying to get in his way. Then Harry moved in closer to see what was happening…
The boy had the quaffle underneath his right arm and was heading straight towards Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor keeper. Fred and George were doing the best to stop the chaser from reaching Wood, but he avoided everything they threw his way. He was getting closer to the goals and Harry's heart was racing… Then, he saw the chaser pull a fake on Wood; with the middle goal wide open the boy had thrown the quaffle straight through and scored an easy ten points for Hufflepuff. The boy raised his hands up in triumph, however, before Harry could see what the boy was going to do next, the worst possible thing happened…
He had spotted the golden snitch. Before Harry knew it he had caught the snitch and the game was over. Yet Harry did not want it to be…he wanted another chance to see the boy flying through the air…
Harry thought about what these images that had just flown through his head meant… He tried to think about why he hadn't noticed that he was gay before…but couldn't think of any reasons why at the moment. All he could think of was how he brushed off that day when it happened. He had not noticed the feelings for what they were…he realized he must of thought that he was straight still. Harry did feel sort of the same way about Cho Chang at the time after all. But now, Harry noticed a difference between how he felt about Cho and the chaser. One was just mistaken liking, which he thought was normal at the time…but the other; it was a lust for their athleticism. That's right. Harry just realized what turned him on: being athletic. But that mattered little.
Harry had had an epiphany! Everything was beginning to become clear and move into focus in his life. Sure, he had gone out with girls in the past. But Harry had always been the way he was…he just hadn't realized it yet…until now that is. 'No wonder I was so comfortable when I admitted it to myself,' thought Harry. 'Nothing changed really…just my understanding of myself…' How something so simple made Harry feel so happy he did not know… All he knew was that he was walking on cloud nine…
Harry smiled at his self-revelation and tried to fall asleep. He did get a short nap in…but Hermione ended it within a few minutes.
When she went into their room, she didn't even bother to knock. Thankfully, Harry and Draco were not sleeping in each other's arms like they had been last time. Harry was on the lower bunk with his head face down on the pillow. Draco was lying on his side, facing outward towards Hermione. 'They look so peaceful,' thought Hermione. 'Too bad though! I have to wake them up or Mrs. Weasley will yell at me…But still, they look like little angels!' When Hermione heard a snore come out of Harry, she couldn't help but giggle at them. She regretted having to do this, but she did it anyway…
"WAKE UP YOU TWO!" she shrieked, causing both of them to jump. She giggled again. "Oh really you two! It's time for lunch! Get up!"
Draco muttered at her, "But we're sleeping, Hermione…"
Hermione replied, "I know you were, I'm not blind Draco, it's just Mrs. Weasley wanted me to get you to up… And I do not want to get on her bad side… I mean look at Ron! He did and he' s grounded indefinitely! So I just do what she asks me…" Hermione realized she was rambling and soon saw that both Harry and Draco we're dozing off again. "YOU GUYS! I MEAN IT! GET UP! Mrs. Weasley will have me killed it you don't come!" Hermione sighed.
"You two really need to find a new hobby…like one that does not get me in trouble! Now get up!" Harry finally sat up and rubbed his eyes. 'Well at least I got one of them up…but how to get Draco…'she contemplated. She thought of something…something evil…
She walked right over to the beds and started talking to Draco, "Oh Draco! Someone seems quite grumpy… I think what they need is a hug!"
Draco jumped when he had heard Hermione say hug. It was enough to force him to get up and run away from Hermione… He rushed out of the room hastily, making sure to avoid Hermione as much as possible. Harry followed Draco out the doorway and into the kitchen, lumbering on the way. But Hermione stood still, thinking for a moment. 'Are my hugs really that bad?' Hermione asked herself, 'I guess I'll have to work on that then…'
She left the room and ran out to the dining room where she met with everyone else. But no one greeted her as she sat down…they were all too busy eating.
After a hearty lunch, Draco and Harry decided upon heading to Godric's Hollow with Hermione. During lunch, Hermione had brought up the topic and the three of them agreed that this afternoon would be a good time to take their "field trip." Mrs. Weasley was not quite as eager to have the three of them leave the house, however. She was quite worried that something might happen to them, so worried she wouldn't even let Ron go. When Ron had heard this, he groaned, "Mum! Why are you doing this to me!"
Mrs. Weasley replied, "I do not want you to go with them, Ron! And that's that! You could get hurt! The last time Harry and Draco went outside of the house…they almost got killed. Since I'm not their mother, I can't stop them from going out! But you on the other hand, I can! I do not want you getting killed Ron." Ron sighed at his mother. "And must I remind you that you are grounded?" When she saw Ron open his mouth to protest, she added, "End of discussion, Ron." Mrs. Weasley turned her back to them and strode into the kitchen. Harry swore he could see a tear sliding down her cheek as she disappeared out of view into the kitchen…
Right when Harry, Hermione and Draco were walking down the hallway and towards the door, Mrs. Weasley ran up behind them. She called, "Draco, wait dear! I have something to give you before you leave!"
From underneath her robes she pulled out a bound package and gave it to Draco. She told him, "Some food for you! Just in case you get hungry on your trip!"
Hermione was exasperated at Mrs. Weasley for babying them like this. She burst out, "Mrs. Weasley! We're just going to be gone for a few hours! We do not need food! Give it back to her Draco! It'll just weigh us down…"
Before Draco had even reached for the parcel that Mrs. Weasley had given him, she walked away from them. Hermione had glimpsed her face before she had turned away from them. Mrs. Weasley had a genuinely hurt look on her face. Hermione felt depressed after she had realized what she had done. She knew when she got back from the hollow she would have to apologize to Mrs. Weasley. But for now, Hermione cleared her head and got ready for the task at hand.
This time, Harry had apparated them there, since he was the only one who even had an idea of where Godric's Hollow was. That's not to say that Hermione wasn't angry with him for forcing her to break the rules by apparating with someone who hadn't even passed their test yet. She was livid with Harry at the moment. 'At least I had got here in one piece,' she told herself, trying to calm down. Yet, she felt something missing…when she wiggled her toes around, she had realized what it was.
She had lost her right sock in the apparition! Fuming, thinking that she could have lost something more important than that, she was about ready to yell at Harry. When she looked up to start screaming at him, she noticed that she had fallen behind them. Draco and Harry were already on there way walking up the hill to the house. Before she ensued castigating Harry, she decided that she must catch up with them. By the time she had, they had already reached the house…. She gave up on screaming, feeling as though it would be inappropriate at the moment. 'Harry is already going through enough,' she told herself.
Harry stared at the house for an instant. 'This had been the house…the house where it had happened…where my parents had…died…' he thought.
Without a tear shed, Harry continued up the steps. He walked up to the door and grasped it. He heard creak as he slowly opened the door and peered inside inside the house, looking around for anything that might be here after all these years…. But all Harry saw was a grim house, barren of the commodities of life. There was no furniture left anywhere in the house and the whole placed smelled musty. After wandering the house's hallways and rooms, Harry had found nothing…. Hermione did not have not much luck either. Draco, on the other hand, had found something.
Draco had been looking through what looked a master bedroom. The only way he was able to decide it was a master bedroom was it's largeness. It was much more voluminous than all of the other rooms had been, so it just made sense that it be the master bedroom. He walked around the room on the creaking floorboards looking at his surroundings.
He felt bad that Harry had never gotten to go grow up with his parents…He felt bad that Harry had the weight of the world on his shoulders…but Draco kept looking around the room. He hoped he would find something, something to help console poor Harry. He scanned the room repeatedly, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then he saw something… There was some anomaly on the room's left wall…
There was a closet in the room that Draco could swear he had not seen before. 'It does blend in well with its surroundings,' he thought, trying to reassure himself that it had been perfectly reasonable that he had missed the door before. There was not even a knob sticking out of the door for Draco to open the door with… So Draco tried to push the door open.
Nothing happened.
He tried to find something he could grasp. He caught hold of the upper edge of the door and tried to pull the door.
Nothing happened.
He tried sliding the door to the left, running his hands along the door.
But nothing happened.
He tried sliding the door to the right…
Something happened…
The door had slid open and stirred up some dust, blanketing Draco in a cloud. He coughed and tried to wave the dust away from his face. Everything began to become clear again. After another cough, Draco investigated inside the closet.
At first glance, it seemed to be empty. There was nothing hanging, nothing on the shelf on the shelf… But upon closer inspection, Draco found something on the floor shimmering…
There was a white gown hidden in the dust on the floor…It looked like a wedding dress to Draco. He searched for a tag somewhere on the dress, but was having trouble finding anything. When he looked at the neck again, he saw something scribbled…
He had dropped the dress. On the tag was written Lily Potter. As Draco bent down to pick the dress up, he heard a floorboard creak... But Draco hadn't moved at all… When Draco looked up, he dropped the dress again…
Someone was there, standing in front of him…
A/N: Whew! That was one tough chapter to write! But I still did it because of you nice reviewers out there! But sadly, it is the only chapter that is going to be put up today! I know, I know…but hopefully you enjoyed it nonetheless. I have to read a book and study for AP biology…so I can't put up another chappie today… But keep reviewing! You never know! I could put a chapter up early. Oh and the someone standing in front of Draco is not Hermione or Harry. Sorry to burst your bubble! Okay! The next chapter… I've been thinking…and it is going to have to be The Recovery. Whew! Until next time!