Angels and Dragons, Chapter 12: "Heavenly Angel"
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Hello again! Yes, I am back! I figured I'd start updating sooner because I'm on summer vacation right now. That might not work for me, but it's worth a shot. Anyway, an apology to mizukimarr910 for taking so long updating the last chapter and for having the most reviews submitted since I became an author on this site, and a thank you to all of my reviewers who have submitted reviews to my last chapter so far. To Neko Kate-chan, if nobody can Apparate, Disapparate, or teleport, than what about Dobby in Book Two? I happened to be re-reading the series when I discovered that if Dobby can get around that way, than Harry can do the same in my story. Just thought I'd answer your review. Thank you for being honest with me! I love how I get almost automatic responses to my stories because it makes me feel loved. Anyway, here is the latest installment to "Angels and Dragons." Enjoy!
Chapter Twelve: "Heavenly Angel"
"Yesterday was fun! What do you want to do today, Harry?" Draco was in a very good mood. His mother was going to be released tomorrow, and he had the perfect plan as to how he was going to make up for everything that Harry had ever done for him and he'd never done anything for Harry. (A/N: For those of you who are now confused, you should be. A month has passed since the events of the last chapter. Carry on!)
"I don't know, Draco. Why are you always so determined to wake me up?" growled Harry.
"Ah, you're mean! I'm awake, so you should be too," said Draco, pouting. Harry sat up and threw the covers back. He stood up and started to look for his glasses. After ten minutes of searching, he stood up and turned to face Draco.
"Where are my glasses? I know you know," said Harry, glaring at Draco.
"I'm not sure. Last I saw them, they were right there," said Draco, pointing to the nightstand next to Harry's side of the bed innocently.
"Well, they're not there now, are they?"
"Nope. Chill out, Harry. Don't take your anger out on me. I seriously haven't seen your glasses. Why are you yelling at me?"
"Sorry. It's nothing," muttered Harry as he walked toward the bathroom with some difficulty. Draco wasn't gonna give up, though. He held out his arm to stop Harry. At first, Harry struggled against Draco, but when Draco wouldn't let go, he gave up.
"What's wrong, angel? Why are you angry with me?" The hurt in Draco's voice caused Harry's heart to feel like it had been torn apart. He was then conscious of the position they were in, and he smiled.
"I'm sorry, love. Forgive me. I didn't mean to yell at you. It's just that you know without my glasses, I can't see anything."
"I know you can't. Why don't you get contacts, though? You'd look even more beautiful," purred Draco. Harry smiled.
"You know I don't have the money for that. Do you know how much contacts cost?"
"I'm well aware of how much they cost. I've seen you looking at them."
"Well, I hate the fact that I'm always losing my glasses." He paused for a moment, then added, "Do you remember that day on the train when you first told me how you felt?"
"Yes."
"Well, we're standing in the same position now as we were then."
"I know," purred Draco. To see what Harry would do, he kissed Harry on the neck. Harry moaned and leaned back against Draco.
"Have I ever told you how much I love you, Draco?"
"Not recently, but I'll forgive you."
"Well, to answer your question earlier, nothing. I can't go anywhere without being able to see."
"Well, if you'll excuse me for a few minutes. You take your shower and get dressed, and I'll go get something for you. I was saving it 'til later, but I think now is as good a time as any." With that, Draco kissed Harry passionately and left.
"What are you up to this time, Draco Malfoy?" said Harry to himself, shaking his head. He found what he was going to wear for the day (with some difficulty) and went into the bathroom. By the time he was done and out, Draco had come back.
"What did you go to get?"
"This," said Draco, holding up a box of contacts.
"Draco! Why did you...how did you...why?" Draco laughed.
"Well, when I saw you looking at contacts the other day, I decided to get you some. I borrowed your glasses that day and told the doctor what I wanted. They should be your prescription," added Draco, handing them to Harry. Harry took them, but he just stood there.
"If you want, we can go to the doctor and have him show you how to put them in."
"Okay."
"Thank you so much, Draco. I really appreciate this."
"Don't mention it. Think of it as part of my payback to you for all of the things you've done for me."
"I love you, Draco."
"I love you too, angel." Draco put his arm around Harry's waist and pulled him close. A group of women nearby started talking amongst themselves, glancing at Harry and Draco every so often with looks of disgust.
"What's your problem? Have you never seen two guys together? If you keep talking about us and looking over here, I'll really give you something to talk about," said Draco angrily, pulling out his wand and pointing it at them. The women stood up with a chorus of "Well, I never!" and walked off. Harry waited until they were gone before he started laughing. (They are in a non-Muggle neighborhood. Carry on!)
"Draco, you are so mean sometimes."
"Well, I wasn't gonna sit there and do nothing. Nobody talks about me and my boyfriend and gets away with it."
"Thank you, love. That means a lot to me."
"Shall we head back to Hogwarts and see what everybody's gonna say about you wearing contacts?" Harry laughed, but took hold of Draco's hand and walked out of the restaurant. The first person they encountered when they reached Hogwarts, however, was not who they wanted to see.
"What is Fudge doing here?" whispered Harry.
"Maybe he's here because of the Lestranges," whispered Draco, squeezing Harry's hand tighter. As they drew closer, Fudge turned around. He stared coldly at them for a few minutes before walking up to the castle.
"What's his problem?" asked Draco.
"Don't know, but we'd better find out why he's here," said Harry. They quickened their pace and entered the castle. As it was Saturday, nobody was inside except for the teachers and the students who wished to do their homework. As they approached Dumbledore's office, they saw Kingsley, Moody, Tonks, and Lupin standing there with Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Flitwick, who were arguing with Fudge. Lupin spotted Harry and Draco and hurried to them.
"What's Fudge's problem now, Remus?" asked Harry in a hushed voice.
"Oh, he's arguing with Albus about the Lestranges."
"See, Harry? I told you that's what he wanted."
"Does he know the truth about who helped capture the Lestranges?"
"Yes he does, Harry. I'm not sure he's accepted it yet, though. Fudge has to tell the press something, but he doesn't want to tell the truth."
"Let me guess. Albus wants him to, right?" said Draco with a smile.
"Yeah. Stupid excuse for a Minister," Lupin muttered. Harry and Draco laughed.
"All right, fine! Have it your way, Albus. I can see that I'm not going to win this, so what's the use?" asked Fudge, throwing his arms in the air in surrender.
"By the way, what happened to your glasses, Harry?"
"Draco bought contacts for me," explained Harry.
"Well, I never thought that you'd ditch your glasses, but it makes your eyes stand out more," said Lupin. He turned to Draco. "Did you do that on purpose?"
"Yes," replied Draco.
"I thought so," said Lupin. At that moment, Fudge turned around and headed for the doors. They watched him go and then turned around to face everybody.
"Oh, Harry! Look at you! You look so handsome, even without your glasses," exclaimed Tonks.
"Thank you, Tonks."
"What's with the new look, Potter?" asked McGonagall, who hadn't heard what Harry had said to Lupin.
"Draco bought contacts for me."
"Ah, I thought so," she said with a small smile.
"Well, now that that's all settled. Harry, Draco, would you please tell the others that our story should be in the newspaper tomorrow?" asked Dumbledore.
"Of course. We'll go right now," said Harry. Draco nodded his head, then took hold of Harry's hand. Together, they walked to the library to see if they could find Hermione and Ron.
"After we locate everybody, why don't we go back to the Tower? I don't feel like doing much of anything," said Draco.
"Draco Malfoy, you are hopeless. When are you going to tell me what you've got planned for me? I know you're up to something, so don't try to hide it from me," added Harry.
"Oh, you'll see," said Draco with a mischievous grin. Harry threw his arms up in the air in mock surrender, which earned him a smack on the head. As they had expected, they found Ron and Hermione in the library. They told them what had happened, and Hermione told them where they might find Fred, George, Neville, and Ginny. They were able to find them on the Quidditch field, exactly where Hermione said they would be. Harry and Draco told them what they'd heard, and then they left. (The Tower was calling them, obviously. -)
"Harry?"
"Yes, Draco?"
"Should we get up and go down to breakfast with everybody else today?"
"Well, as it's Sunday, and your mother is getting out today, why not?" Harry and Draco crawled out of bed and went to take a shower. After they were dressed, they left the Tower and joined the crowd of students going down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Draco was in such a good mood that he decided to freak out the first years again. He saw a group of them nearby, grabbed Harry around the waist, and pulled him into a very passionate kiss. The group of first years just stood there. Harry pulled back and playfully smacked Draco upside the head.
"Draco, quit doing that to traumatize the first years. You're gonna scar them for life."
"So what? You know you enjoy it," purred Draco. Harry just rolled his eyes and walked on. Draco hurried to catch up to him and caught hold of Harry's hand, giving it a squeeze. They entered the Great Hall and stopped immediately. There were a lot more people eating with the teachers today than normal. On Dumbledore's right, Hestia Jones, Emmeline Vance, Diggle, Elphias Doge, and Kingsley. On his left, Lupin, Tonks, Moody, Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and...
"Mother?" said Draco in a shocked voice.
Please don't hurt me for a cliff hanger! That's just how I wrote the story, and I didn't feel like changing it. Please read and review, and I will see you all later! In a sing-song voice Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince comes out in 31 days! Yay! (Sorry, I had to do it!)