Chapter eight: Hello

Harry tried to grip the table next to him even has he felt the sensation of being hooked by his naval. Trying with all his might to reverse the effects of whatever was trying to claim him, only to be pulled into a dark vortex that blocked his senses. Closing his eyes he grabbed for his right wand, if he was to go without choice he wouldn't make it easy for them. Breathing hard has his feet reconnected with the ground his point comming face to face with none other then the person he was most needed to see.

"Hello." Harry paused putting his wand to his side to look into the grey eyes in front of him. "Draco. I believe we need to talk."

Draco's eyes snapped open staring at the boy in front of him in awe disbelief. Harry Potter, the golden boy of Gryffindor, the very reason his father was in prison in the first place. Sneering has the other boy dropped his wand he pulled out his own pointing directly between his eyes almost daring him to blink. And at the same time several things burned in the back of his mind. For one and the most important why the hell did Potter turn up in the first place, Pansy had sworn her potion was correct. And yet here he stood gazing around the room has if nothing in the world was wrong.

"You are mistaken Potter there is nothing we need to talk about." Draco retorted glaring at Pansy so hard he hadn't noticed the wand pointing in his face yet again. Though when he did draw his attention back, the same care free eyes weren't the ones that greeted him. In either stead were blazing eyes of anger and hatred the same look he himself bore a mintue ago.

"Don't ever call me that again." Potter glared his wand visibly shaking from his anger. Draco taken aback looked the boy in front of him up and down, he was pretty sure this was the golden boy of Gryffindor and yet he rejected his name. Another thing that stumped Draco no matter how low the family name was it was still of pure blood descent and honor above all. Though there could always be the chance.

"What, decided to take your mu-" Draco was cut off in his words by the shattering of the goblet he had drunken out of.

"Don't you dare call my mother a mudblood. She was of pure lineage and more to the matter," Potter had stopped here and developed a well set in smirk that sent a shiver down Pansy's spine. "Where is your mother? She and I have something to discuss." He said still smirking and pointing his wand at Pansy. "Why don't you go fetch her for me. I would hate to do it myself." Potter finished turning his attention back to Draco. At this Draco's face was a bright red color glaring at the boy in front of him.

"Leave my mother out of this." Draco seethed looking at the boy in front of him. "What is your name anyways if it isn't Potter." He declared feeling a bit confused to say the least at all the occuring events. First the boy showed up in the first place, then he declared he wasn't the golden boy even if he looked like a carbon copy, then more to the matter he said he needed to speak to him and his mother.

"Harry Jamison Orion." Harry said bowing in a mock gesture then smirking again has he straightened himself. "Or Lord Orion would do. I have left the name Potter behind. I no longer answer the name of a foolish Gryffindor boy that allowed his entire life the be ruled by an old fool and a half-blood. " Another thing for Draco to mull over has he stared at the boy. He had called the headmaster, his supposed Grandfather it appeared to everyone and old fool. Not that it wasn't true, but he hadn't expected to come from the-boy-who-lived. "Now has I said before cousin, I need to speak to your mother and I would hate to summon her myself." Harry finished pointing his wand just beyond Draco's head and to the door behind him. Though has Draco opened his mouth to speak Pansy's shrilled voice cut him off.

"What are you going to do? Accio her?" She mocked laughing at Harry causing Draco to flinch inwardly. The image of his mother flying through walls and looking like god knows what wasn't an image he needed. And more to his horror Harry laughed has well.

"Yes in fact I was." He responded though his eyes did something Draco had never seen before. They almost frosted over into a cold stare at Pansy the once shining emerald chilling to a deep forest green and a cold blast of pure magical power washed over the entire room. To say Potter had gotten powerful would have been an understatment. The way things looked now Draco had serious doubts if he could even take him in this state, even if he removed his wards he placed on himself. "Now get her or I will." Harry finished with an almost etheral voice sending Pansy's scurring out of the room, only to have Harry turn his attention back to Draco with his eyes returned to normal state and a boyish smile. "Sorry bout that, I just don't like people questioning me like that." He said laughing and running his hand through his hair and shrugging.

"You said you wanted to speak to me." Draco's defiant voice reached out even if he had just felt one of the most powerful waves of magic in his life. But again Harry only shrugged and looked him over.

"You were the one to summon me, so you must have a reason to speak to me." Harry retorted. "Though yes, we do need to speak. But not until your mother gets here, I have to get a few things straight between me and her." He finished and has if on que his mother opened the door with a regal step while Pansy trudged in behind her panting heavily. Clearly she had ran the entire way to the study and back. Though before Draco could turn back around to Harry a thin white beam slammed into his mother's chest and sent her alight. And in reponse he pulled his wand and grabbed hold of a silver locket on his wrist, his wand pointing at Harry who only watched his mother.

"What the hell was that!" Draco raged his grip over the silver locket threatening to rip the thing clear off. "Answer me Potter or Orion who ever the hell you are or you'll be joining your mother mudblood or not soon!" Draco screamed his wand pointing at Harry who was clearly amused and shrugged again.

"I was just giving your mother back to you." He replied before casting his gaze back to Draco. "And getting my aunt back."

I'm sorry its another cliff hanger. :Dodges a kiling curse: "I didn't mean to, I nee- :Ducks another: "I need a beta so I can do some longer chap-" :Is hit with a curio, all speach is cut off: