Hurray yet another chapter done! Hurray! Hurray! I'm on a roll guys! Well
hope you like it!
Oh and thanx for all those reviews and those who reviewed previous chapters! You guys are great! ^_^
I don't own any Harry Potter (perhaps Draco and Tom Felton maybe) or any other characters and so forth!
Chapter 5: Rip Tide
Draco stared out at dark clouds, he felt like what they looked like. The clouds were quickly advancing upon the castle; it was going to rain soon, perhaps even snow. Snow in late October wasn't unusual up the mountains, but strange that it hadn't snowed early on in the month.
Draco sighed as he gazed out past the cool lake. He shook his head and then mumbled to himself, "I'm such a moron"
"Why would that be Drakey?" came the witty voice of Pansy Parkinson.
Draco slowly and regrettably turned around to face Pansy and her group of followers. "What's it to you?" he said coolly.
"Oh wouldn't want my favorite guy to get all upset because of Harry Potter." Draco's eyes narrowed as he glared at her.
"And why would I be upset because of Potter?"
"Oh my.I was sure you'd remember something like "Potter" running out on you in the forest," she said sarcastically.
Draco clenched his fists in his pockets as he stared at her. Had she been there the day before, listening and watching him and Harry. When he said nothing to her, Pansy went on.
"Well surely you'll remember the next part, I mean after all Potter did pull away from your kiss," she stopped to hear the reactions from the other girls. Some giggled while others where shocked.
"Shut up Pansy!" Draco growled at her.
"Now, now Draco, that's no way to talk to a lady, especially one of such grace and beauty as me."
"Shut up!" Draco yelled at her.
"Draco! I expected more from you," she said mocking him, all the girls were laughing now. There laughter filled the room, ringing in his ears. Finally Draco whipped out his wand and pointed it at Pansy chin. All of them grew instantly quiet, as Draco glared holes into Pansy.
"Listen to me bitch. You say another word, and I'll send you to the hospital wing as a glue stick."
She only nodded his head in response to his warning. "Good, now get the fuck out of my way."
* * *
Draco ran through the hall ways of the dungeons not caring who saw him. He ran and ran until he fell onto the cold muddy ground; his palms being slowly sucked into the mud. Draco through his head up to look at the sky, the clouds had covered over. He sat back on his knees, whipping his hands on his robes so he could push back his blonde hair.
"What am I doing this for?" he asked out loud. "Why Potter.? Why.Harry."
He pushed himself up off the ground, his legs weakened as he moved to walk forward. The three hours of Quidditch Practice had over done it. Draco had been pushing himself to the limit, and now it was taking its toll on him. It was worth it, not to pay attention to Harry as he zoomed around at the other end of the pitch. Perhaps that was why he was in so much pain at the moment. Had his extra effort to forget about Harry pushed him to much?
He couldn't stop think about him. Harry was like a disease and he had infected Draco. No matter how much he wanted to forget that he had feelings for him, he couldn't make them go away. Harry had rejected him, and Draco couldn't accept it.
He stumbled down the hill towards the forest, nearly falling over a couple of times. He needed to be alone away from Pansy, away from the castle.away from Harry.
The rain started to come down not slowly like the last time but fast in painful buckets. By the time Draco had entered the forest he was soaked to the bone; his shirt under his robes stuck to him like another layer of skin. He dragged his feet now, occasionally tripping on roots from the trees. He staggered along until his legs collapsed underneath him. Draco landed with a thud, his head hitting a stumping leaving him knocked out cold
* * *
Harry strolled down the hallway as Hermione came rushing towards him.
"Harry!" she called to him from halfway down the hall. She came right up to him and stopped right in front him hands on her knees. "Harry.you and Malfoy.everyone knows."
"That's good for them Hermione." he said frowning at her last statement. "But it's a lie."
She looked up at him quickly. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that we're not going together."
"But Harry.what about Malfoy?" she asked concerned.
"There's nothing Hermione," he said moving past her.
She reached out a grabbed his wrist, softly she said to him when he looked at her, "Harry, what happened yesterday?"
He only stared at her un-able to tell her about what had happened that evening, and couldn't even find the words to talk about what happened that morning in potions. Instead he only stared into her worried brown eyes.
"What happened?" she repeated.
"I-" Harry began but stopped when he saw Pansy round about the corner. She glared at him, as she stalked up to him.
With a few inches from his face she spat at him, "It's your fault!"
"What?" Harry said confused.
"It's your fault that Draco doesn't like me anymore!"
"I'm.sorry?" he said not sure what to say to her.
"You and your stupid scar! You have to have everything don't you? Even my Draco! You stole his love for me!"
"Uhh, Pansy.that wasn't-"
"It was you don't deny it!"
Ron turned the corner to the commotion between Pansy and.well mostly Pansy. Harry stood straight as Pansy yelled continuously into his face. Harry frowned as he saw Ron walking towards them. He was beginning to get uncomfortable; he didn't need Ron there too. Pansy yelling at him was enough; he'd loose it if Ron started up too.
"Oy!" Ron hollered as he came up. "What's going on here?"
Pansy looked at him in disgust. "None of your business Weasly," she hissed at him.
"If you're running mouth off at one of my friends, I think it's my business," he shot back at her. She glared at him before turning back to Harry, her glare continuing.
"You can't say that it wasn't you! I heard you two, I even saw you and Draco kissing!"
Ron looked from Pansy to Harry. "You're still with that wanker!" he cried out at Harry. "No Ron I-"
"You are too!" Pansy cut in.
Ron made a disgusted noise in the back of his throat. "Ron!" Hermione piped in.
"No Hermione, don't stick up for me. I'm sick of all of you, what I do is my business not yours!" Harry yelled at all three of them. He pushed past Ron and Pansy and stormed down the hall and around the corner out of sight.
Oh and thanx for all those reviews and those who reviewed previous chapters! You guys are great! ^_^
I don't own any Harry Potter (perhaps Draco and Tom Felton maybe) or any other characters and so forth!
Chapter 5: Rip Tide
Draco stared out at dark clouds, he felt like what they looked like. The clouds were quickly advancing upon the castle; it was going to rain soon, perhaps even snow. Snow in late October wasn't unusual up the mountains, but strange that it hadn't snowed early on in the month.
Draco sighed as he gazed out past the cool lake. He shook his head and then mumbled to himself, "I'm such a moron"
"Why would that be Drakey?" came the witty voice of Pansy Parkinson.
Draco slowly and regrettably turned around to face Pansy and her group of followers. "What's it to you?" he said coolly.
"Oh wouldn't want my favorite guy to get all upset because of Harry Potter." Draco's eyes narrowed as he glared at her.
"And why would I be upset because of Potter?"
"Oh my.I was sure you'd remember something like "Potter" running out on you in the forest," she said sarcastically.
Draco clenched his fists in his pockets as he stared at her. Had she been there the day before, listening and watching him and Harry. When he said nothing to her, Pansy went on.
"Well surely you'll remember the next part, I mean after all Potter did pull away from your kiss," she stopped to hear the reactions from the other girls. Some giggled while others where shocked.
"Shut up Pansy!" Draco growled at her.
"Now, now Draco, that's no way to talk to a lady, especially one of such grace and beauty as me."
"Shut up!" Draco yelled at her.
"Draco! I expected more from you," she said mocking him, all the girls were laughing now. There laughter filled the room, ringing in his ears. Finally Draco whipped out his wand and pointed it at Pansy chin. All of them grew instantly quiet, as Draco glared holes into Pansy.
"Listen to me bitch. You say another word, and I'll send you to the hospital wing as a glue stick."
She only nodded his head in response to his warning. "Good, now get the fuck out of my way."
* * *
Draco ran through the hall ways of the dungeons not caring who saw him. He ran and ran until he fell onto the cold muddy ground; his palms being slowly sucked into the mud. Draco through his head up to look at the sky, the clouds had covered over. He sat back on his knees, whipping his hands on his robes so he could push back his blonde hair.
"What am I doing this for?" he asked out loud. "Why Potter.? Why.Harry."
He pushed himself up off the ground, his legs weakened as he moved to walk forward. The three hours of Quidditch Practice had over done it. Draco had been pushing himself to the limit, and now it was taking its toll on him. It was worth it, not to pay attention to Harry as he zoomed around at the other end of the pitch. Perhaps that was why he was in so much pain at the moment. Had his extra effort to forget about Harry pushed him to much?
He couldn't stop think about him. Harry was like a disease and he had infected Draco. No matter how much he wanted to forget that he had feelings for him, he couldn't make them go away. Harry had rejected him, and Draco couldn't accept it.
He stumbled down the hill towards the forest, nearly falling over a couple of times. He needed to be alone away from Pansy, away from the castle.away from Harry.
The rain started to come down not slowly like the last time but fast in painful buckets. By the time Draco had entered the forest he was soaked to the bone; his shirt under his robes stuck to him like another layer of skin. He dragged his feet now, occasionally tripping on roots from the trees. He staggered along until his legs collapsed underneath him. Draco landed with a thud, his head hitting a stumping leaving him knocked out cold
* * *
Harry strolled down the hallway as Hermione came rushing towards him.
"Harry!" she called to him from halfway down the hall. She came right up to him and stopped right in front him hands on her knees. "Harry.you and Malfoy.everyone knows."
"That's good for them Hermione." he said frowning at her last statement. "But it's a lie."
She looked up at him quickly. "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that we're not going together."
"But Harry.what about Malfoy?" she asked concerned.
"There's nothing Hermione," he said moving past her.
She reached out a grabbed his wrist, softly she said to him when he looked at her, "Harry, what happened yesterday?"
He only stared at her un-able to tell her about what had happened that evening, and couldn't even find the words to talk about what happened that morning in potions. Instead he only stared into her worried brown eyes.
"What happened?" she repeated.
"I-" Harry began but stopped when he saw Pansy round about the corner. She glared at him, as she stalked up to him.
With a few inches from his face she spat at him, "It's your fault!"
"What?" Harry said confused.
"It's your fault that Draco doesn't like me anymore!"
"I'm.sorry?" he said not sure what to say to her.
"You and your stupid scar! You have to have everything don't you? Even my Draco! You stole his love for me!"
"Uhh, Pansy.that wasn't-"
"It was you don't deny it!"
Ron turned the corner to the commotion between Pansy and.well mostly Pansy. Harry stood straight as Pansy yelled continuously into his face. Harry frowned as he saw Ron walking towards them. He was beginning to get uncomfortable; he didn't need Ron there too. Pansy yelling at him was enough; he'd loose it if Ron started up too.
"Oy!" Ron hollered as he came up. "What's going on here?"
Pansy looked at him in disgust. "None of your business Weasly," she hissed at him.
"If you're running mouth off at one of my friends, I think it's my business," he shot back at her. She glared at him before turning back to Harry, her glare continuing.
"You can't say that it wasn't you! I heard you two, I even saw you and Draco kissing!"
Ron looked from Pansy to Harry. "You're still with that wanker!" he cried out at Harry. "No Ron I-"
"You are too!" Pansy cut in.
Ron made a disgusted noise in the back of his throat. "Ron!" Hermione piped in.
"No Hermione, don't stick up for me. I'm sick of all of you, what I do is my business not yours!" Harry yelled at all three of them. He pushed past Ron and Pansy and stormed down the hall and around the corner out of sight.