Author's Note: Hiya everybody! I went to my cousins during the last holidays and I went to the movies to see "Raise Your Voice". I believe it is one of the best movies I've ever seen and if you are like me (a teenage girl dreaming of there life being better, have a close older bro and love a good teen chick flick) then I'm sure this movie will touch you as it did me. I cried about five times and had tears on my face for most of the movie. IT IS SO GOOD! And these holidays I went to my cousins again and we rented "Raise Your Voice" and watched it 3 times in 2 days . Anyway, the story needs a writing and I'm the only one to do it so I better get moving, huh! Lol. Hope you guys enjoy!
Chapter 3: The Set Up!
The next morning Draco woke-up to someone yelling at him.
"Malfoy, get up or you will be late for class," came Hermione's voice "you have already missed breakfast!" She had gotten his timetable from Snape during breakfast and had a good look at the subject Harry and he had together (which was 4 out of 6).
"Okay, okay." Draco said sleepily sitting up and opening his eyes "Bloody hell, what's the time?"
"It's 8:55 and you have five minutes to get dressed and down to the dungeons," stated Hermione walking away from Draco's bed and over to what she thought was his wardrobe to get his school robes out. His room was not what she had expected it would be. She had thought his clothes would be all over the place, like Harry and Ron's were. But they weren't. She had pictured posters of girls (or now that she knew he was gay, guys) on the walls and a dresser with a big mirror so that he may admire himself every morning.
But this was not the case at all. There were no clothes on the ground; the light grey-carpeted floor was clean. The light green walls had no posters. They were bare. The only pieces of furniture in the room were Draco's bed, huge wooden wardrobe and a set of drawers, the same colour as the wardrobe (black).
"What? Only five minutes, crap! Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" Draco screamed and jumped out of bed, running over to where Hermione was standing.
"Because I thought you would have been up by now," Hermione said opening the wardrobe. "When I didn't see any sign that you were awake, after coming up from breakfast to get my bags," she was now pulling out his school robes "I walked in here and there you are, lying in bed, fast a sleep." She threw his clothes on his bed "What did you want me to do? As soon as I wake up come in here and get you outta bed?"
Draco knew she had a good point. "No, but…"
"But what, Malfoy. But what?"
He didn't know, but he wasn't going to let her win this fight so he decided to end it. "Will you just give me my clothes so I can get dressed and…" Draco just released that Hermione knew where he had to be for his first lesson, down in the dungeons. But how could she know. Snape gives out the timetables at breakfast like the rest of the Heads of House and if someone isn't there he holds on to it. The students have to go to his office to get it and then they usually have to explain why they weren't at breakfast. Hmmmm…she must have got it off him somehow. "Granger, how did you know my first lesson is potions with Snape?"
"I got your timetable off him," Hermione thought that was obvious "seeing that you weren't down there and probably still up here, I thought I would save you the trouble of finding Snape yourself. Why, did I do something wrong?"
"No, no…" Draco was amazed that Hermione, a best friend of Harry Potter, would go out of her way for him. "It's just, no one has ever cared that much to go out of their way for me. Especially if it involves talking to Snape."
"Well, is that all? Malfoy, Malfoy, Malfoy. What are we going to do with you?" With that Hermione left the home so that Draco could get changed and went up to her own room to collect her books and get down to potions herself.
After Hermione left his room, Draco stood there spell bound. She didn't think that was a big deal. Wow, why the hell have I been bagging her all these years? I could have had a really good friend. Harry is so lucky to have a friend like that.
Draco quickly got dressed and got his books together. He was going to be late, but he didn't care. It was only Snape, he wouldn't care that much if Draco was a few minutes late.
In Gryffindor tower, after breakfast Harry and Ron were inspecting their timetables and checking out what classes they had together.
Harry's subjects were Defense Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures, Potions, History of Magic, Charms and Transfigurations.
Ron's were Defense Against the Dark Arts, Care of Magical Creatures, Astronomy, Divinations, Charms and Herbology.
They only had three subjects that were the same. Harry had Potions first up, while Ron had Astronomy.
"Dammit, Snape first thing on a Monday morning," Harry grumbled, "That's just great."
"Hey, you never know," said Ron trying to make light of a terrible fact "might have some of the hotter guys in your class." He gave Harry a nudge. "You know what they say, the smarter you are, the more chances you have of batting for the opposite side, or both."
They both laughed, but Harry had a funny feeling that Draco was going to be in that class. He was just a bit worried that Draco would get the better of him and that he would re-ignite an old flame that had been burning low for years now.
"Now class, today we will be making a sleeping potion." Snape started as soon as the class was all seated. "Because this is such an easy potion to do by yourselves I have decided to make it more difficult by putting you into partners." He had a smirk on his face that Harry didn't like. Snape looked at Harry and continued his boring drone "The partners that I put you with today will be your partners for the rest of the year, so I will not put up with whining or anything else for that matter."
Harry had a bad feeling that he was not going to like his partner. He looked around the room to see who the worst possible person Snape could put him with was. He could see a few Slytherins (and no Malfoy, which was good) that he didn't really want to work with, but wouldn't mind all that much. He couldn't see any other person from the other houses that he would not get along fine with. So why did Snape look so content? Was there something that he was hiding about the potion that he wasn't going to tell Harry and his partner?
Harry didn't have to wait long to find out what the smirk was doing on Snape's face. Just then, Draco walked into the dungeon. "Sorry I'm late Professor, slept in this morning." Draco said looking like he had casually strolled down an hour early, instead of ten minutes late. "It was lucky for me that Granger is a not-it-all or I would probably be still in bed."
All the Slytherins laughed, but no body else. Snape seem to be pleased he had showed up, "Well, as long as you are not late for the rest of the year, I suppose I can let this one slip."
"I won't be Professor, you have my word," and with that Draco found a seat next to Blaise Zabini.
Yeah, that would be right. If it had been anyone else that had walked through the door Snape would have taken 50 points of their team. Harry thought to himself and was sure that he wasn't the only one thinking it by the looks on most of the class's faces. The thought about the partners re-entered Harry's mind. That is why Snape had had a smirk on his face. He is going to pair me with Draco. Oh, drat! I will have to do all the hard work and Draco will just take all the credit. Life is so not fair.
"Now, when I call out your names you will both choose a bench to work at and as your partners will be the same all year, the bench you choose will be yours for the rest of the year too." Snape took a piece of parchment out from his desk draw.
"Pansy and Blaise, you have first pick at a bench." Snape then read out 6 other pairs. They all were with their friends with the one expectation Hermione and another Slytherin. Then Snape read "Draco and you will be working with..."
Please not me, please not me, Harry pleaded in his mind but he knew the next word to come out of Snape's mouth would be his name.
At the same time Draco was thinking please not Harry, I can't work with him, what if I say something that I don't want him to hear. I can't look at him without thinking of something I'd like to do to him; I will be so tempted to touch his muscular body. Snape will ruin all my plans about secretly watching him, without him noticing. I'll have to act mean and if I don't he will think that something is up. I hate having to pretend to hate him when I don't feel that way at all. When I love him to bits.
But it was inevitable "...Potter, please select a bench." Snape ended with a huge evil grin on his face. Both boys rose from there seats and headed towards each other. Neither Harry nor Draco liked what had come out of Snape's mouth. Little did they know that they had the same reason for not wanting to be partnered together for the whole year. They both believed that the other one didn't like the idea because they hate them and neither acted in any other way to what the other had expected.
"Funny, I thought Snape would put me with someone that I could have a good time with," said Draco in a disappointed tone. Then he thought, and he did, I would have a great time making Harry scream out in pleasure when I kiss him all over. But like that would happen. Harry would never let me doing anything of the sort to him.
"I don't know about that..." Harry said, thinking that Draco would have a good time torturing him, "...you will probably find it very amusing to watch me do all the hard work. Knowing you, you'll probably make me fail a few times and get a perfect grade by sucking up." But what Harry was really thinking was… Yeah, we could have a good time, if you weren't so rapped up in "the Slytherin way". We could actually have some fun, if you would just look into my heart and see what I feel for you.
"Wow, that isn't a bad idea," Draco smirked. "I may just do that," and in saying that thought and if you'd let me, a heap of other things, like ripping off your clothes.
"Ooo...you just wait Malfoy, you just wait. One day I will get you back and when I do..." vowed Harry making a threatening gesture. He was so angry he could have hit Draco square in the nose. But he didn't, because he would hate to see the foal loathsome evil little cockroach get hurt. Why does he have to be such an ignoramus?
"Oh, I'm so scared" Draco said in a smartass-kinda-of-a way.
"Can we just make this potion and be done with it?" asked Harry. "And without getting on each others nerves, think you can held that Malfoy?"
"I guess so," Draco sighed "I need to get a good grade on this anyway," Harry was surprised "if I want to get into the Auror course at the Ministry." This surprised Harry even more and his jaw had dropped a metre or so. "What?" Draco asked. Why does everyone do that when I tell them what I want to do when I leave school? Is it so strange? Draco thought.
Harry closed his mouth and didn't say a word to Draco after that. Instead he tried to catch Hermione's attention. She was partnered with a Slytherin girl Harry didn't know. But they seemed to be talking quite nicely.
This year the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher was none other than Remus Lupin's younger sister, Jesse Lupin. She quite resembled Remus, only she did not look as worn out and her clothes didn't have patches. Actually, they seemed new and Jesse seemed fresh and ready for anything. She was about a year or so younger than Lupin. Her hair was at her shoulders and light brown in colour. She had a soft olive complexion with blue eyes, medium build and was around 5ft 7" tall.
All the students loved the idea of having a female DADA teacher and one that could actually teacher at that. If she was anything like her brother, that is. The female students loved the idea because it showed women can be just as good as men in defending themselves. The guys loved it because they would be able to have a good gig while they were doing the practice work. (Well, at least the straight ones. The gays loved is because they could actually learn something, which of course was another reason for everyone else, just not the main one, hehe)
So the last class of there first day back at school was DADA (which you probably already figured). The students were exhaust and yet, excited about it at the same time. Harry, Ron and Hermione were the first people to arrive at the classroom. They were about 10 minutes early because they want to talk to the new DADA teacher about the Slytherins in the class and ask about what she thought of Dumbledore's Army and also whether they were willing to help.
They couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Jesse. Oh my goodness, this is like a dream come true. No, it is better. Another female DADA teacher. Lets just hope this one is not nuts, thought Hermione when she saw Jesse. "Afternoon Professor. Hope we are not disturbing your preparations for the class," Hermione said politely, "but if it is okay, my friends and I would like to have a chat with you."
"Well, since you were so polite. And you look like a nice bunch," Jesse winked. "Come on in. I was actually just finishing up the preparation. I am Professor Lupin by the way."
"Pardon, did I hear you right? Did you say Professor Lupin?" Harry asked not believing the words that had come out of Jesse's mouth. Ron was having trouble getting his head around it too.
"Yes. You heard me correctly. I am Professor Jesse Lupin, Remus Lupin's little sister." Jesse stated.
"Wow, Remus never told us he had a sister," Ron said finally able to speak after the shock had gone.
"I didn't think he would have," Jesse smiled, "it has always hurt him to talk about family. I never really understood why and I don't think I ever will."
"I think I know why," Harry revealed he doesn't want his family to be treated the same way he is as a werewolf, but he didn't say anymore and his friends didn't ask why either. They just left it at that and changed the subject.
Minutes later the rest of the class filed in and sat down. Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seats as well and Hermione put her plan in action. After Jesse had said her introduction and set them to work on taking notes out of the first chapter of "Lighting up the Dark"-Defending against the dark arts for 6th year wizards-by Remus Lupin, Hermione wrote out the letter to Draco from Harry and to Harry from Draco.
The letter Hermione charmed to be in Draco's writing read like this:
Dear Harry,
Lately I have been thinking of you more and more. I believe it is time that I showed my true feeling towards you. For the past 5 years I have acted as if I hate you to please my father, but now, I just want to be with you. I cannot stand acting anymore. Please meet me at the library at 7 o'clock tonight and I we can talk. I hope to see you then.
Yours truly,
Anonymous
The letter to Draco written in Harry's writing read quite similar with a few differences:
Dear Draco,
Lately you have caused my heart to beat a lot harder when you're around. I used to have a thing for you back in our first year, but I realised it would never worked and pushed you to the back of my mind. Now, I have pushed it to the front of my mind again and just want to be with you. I cannot stand how much it hurts not knowing how you feel. Please meet me in the library at 7 o'clock tonight and we can talk. I hope to see you then.
Yours truly,
Anonymous
Hermione wrote both these letters in class while still managing to finish all her class work and start her homework.
After class, Hermione left straight for the Owlery, not saying a word to neither Ron nor Harry. They just thought she was going to the library or something to read more on what they had learnt in class or something.
"So, Potter, What do you think of the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Draco asked in a sly tone.
"I think she is great and as good as her brother. I'm sure she can teach you a few things you didn't already know." Harry replied.
"Well, I was hoping she would. She wouldn't be much of a teacher if she couldn't." Draco had a smirk on his face. But surprisingly, it wasn't an evil smirk. Harry looked right into his eyes and good see something else. He thought of what Draco had said in Potions about wanting to do well to get into the Auror course. Maybe Draco was serious and wasn't just pulling Harry's leg. That would mean that they both wanted to do the same thing when they left Hogwarts.
"Yeah, whatever Malfoy" Ron didn't believe a word of what Draco had said. "We know you will hate her guts buy the end of the next lesson, so shut up." With that he crabbed a hold of Harry and pulled him in the direction of Gryffindor Tower.
Draco had noticed Harry looking into his eyes after what he had said. Although Draco had not looked into Harry's eyes, he had longed to. He wondered what Harry had seen in those eyes of his. Had he seen a something that he liked or had he seen a difference in Draco, maybe a kinder side to him. But whatever Harry had seen, Draco was not going to know anytime soon. Or so Draco thought.
At that moment Hermione had reached the Owlery and found Hedwig and Draco's dark hawk owl, Raven. She put the letter to Harry on Raven's leg and the letter to Draco on Hedwig's. Hermione hoped that when each boy received their letter that they would recognise the owl that had delivered it and therefore the sender. After she had finished tying on the letters, the owls flew off and she made her way slowly back to her room, so as to give time for Draco to have received and read his letter without her being there.
At Gryffindor Tower, Harry was starting some of his DADA homework before dinner and trying to convince Ron too as well when he heard an unexpected owl scratching at the common room window. Harry went to let the bird in and got a shock when it just held out its leg.
"Hey, Ron," Harry called "come look at this."
"What is it?" Ron asked while walking over.
"This owl, have you ever seen it before?" asked Harry in reply.
"No, not that I remember"
"Somehow, it looks familiar but I don't think I have ever seen it either…Wait," Harry paused to think about all the school owls he had used or seen deliver the post. Then it hit him. In his first year, when he had had a thing for Draco, he was looking at him at breakfast and then the post had arrived. This hawk owl had delivered something to Draco. "Ron, this is Draco's owl."
"What the hell is he doing sending you letters? If you ask me that parchment has probably got a curse on it. I wouldn't open it." And having said that Ron walked back over to the chair he had been sitting in and opened Harry's books to start coping his notes from class.
Harry didn't pay any attention to what Ron had said. He took the parchment off the hawk owl's leg and then it flew away. When Harry opened it and had read its contents, he was shocked. If this was Draco's writing, and Harry was pretty sure that it was, then he had some explaining to do.
Harry shoved the parchment into his pocket and tried to forget about it before dinner. He knew that he would have to go to the library but he didn't know what would happen if he did. He walked back over to Ron and watched him until he had finished, trying not to think of Draco in the process.
At the same time Harry had heard the scratching at the window, Draco had been reading the pages he had taken notes on in DADA, when he saw a patch of white outside the window. When he had looked up, there was Hedwig, just landing on the windowsill.
"What the hell is that bloody owl doing here?" Draco exclaimed to nobody but himself. Harry has probably sent a message to Hermione, he thought to himself. With that he got up off the couch he had been laying on and walked over to the window that Hedwig had land outside of. Once he got there he opened it and Hedwig stuck her leg out for Draco to take what was on it. This is strange. Why would this owl stick its leg out if the letter were for Hermione? Clearly I do not look anything like her. Stupid bird. Draco took the parchment anyway and shoed the owl away. Hedwig didn't like that very much so she nipped Draco hard on the finger and hooted with satisfaction when Draco squealed with pain. Bloody bird Draco thought.
Draco closed the window and went back over to where he had been comfortably laying, put the rolled parchment in his pocket and went back to reading. But after a couple of minutes curiosity got the better of him and he pulled out the parchment again.
What if Harry had really sent this to me? Why else would his stupid owl give it to me? He unrolled the parchment and read whom it was addressed to. When Draco saw his own name he was dumb struck. Though he kept reading.
Just as he had finished reading it Hermione walking through the common room door. Draco quickly put the parchment in his pocket and said "Hello Granger."
"Oh, hello" was Hermione's response, then she looked at the open book on the couch trying to send the message that she didn't see or didn't care what was on the parchment Draco had just shoved into his pocket, she said "Doing a bit of reading, are we? Personally I remember everything that I take notes on.'
"Really, that's good to know. Would you like a drink or anything? I was just going to the kitchen to fix myself something." Draco lied.
"Yeah, actually now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry. How about you make us a couple of glasses of pumpkin juice and I'll get us some cheese and biscuits"
"Sounds like a good plan to me. And after that we can do some homework or talk or something, hey"
"Yeah, that would be nice"
So that is what they did. After they had got their snacks they headed back for the couch Draco had been lying on earlier and sat down. They got their books out and talked while doing homework at the same time. Time flew by and Hermione had taken Draco's mind totally off subject of Harry.
Seven o'clock came and the large grandfather clock in the Head's common room jolted Draco's mind back to the note that was in his pocket. He had been talking to Hermione about what they wanted to do when they left school but after hearing the clock strike seven Draco jumped up off the couch and gave Hermione a fright.
"Sorry, but I have got to go and meet someone in the library. I nilly forgot."
"Oh, that's okay. You go do what you have to do. I'll be fine. I was supposed to meet Ron in the Gryffindor common room anyway to make sure he didn't need any help with his homework."
"Oh, okay then. See ya tomorrow then, if I don't see you when I get back."
"Okay, bye"
And with that Draco left the common room while Hermione cleaned up the couch and then went over to see what Ron was doing, knowing Harry would be with Draco.
Harry had been waiting in the library since 6:45pm. He had decided to come down early because he needed to look for a book anyway. When he heard someone come in he would look up to see if it was Draco, but it never was. It reached 7:00 and still no sign of him. Harry told himself I'll give him 15 minutes and if he isn't down here, I am going. I am not going to wait all night. I have waited long enough for him to not want to wait anymore.
7:02 - someone walked in the door and Harry looked up. It wasn't Draco.
7:05 - other person walks in, still not Draco.
7:09 - Harry has his head in a book and out of the corner of his eye he sees someone heading towards him. He looks up…but it wasn't Draco, Harry didn't even know the person, probably a first or second year from another house.
7:11 - another person enters the library, Harry didn't bother to look up though. He didn't want to be disappointed again. He knew Draco wasn't going to show.
"Hey Potter! What's the big idea, sending me an owl when you have got your head stuck in a book? I should just leave you to it." Harry knew that voice anywhere. He had heard it often enough with the name-calling and stupid remarks that came out of it.
Harry put his head up and saw Draco was standing right in front of him. "Oh, don't be stupid. You're the one that sent me the owl. I didn't send you anything," Harry replied with a grin on his face.
"No I didn't! I wouldn't want Raven going into Gryffindor Tower. He would hate it and I would never use him for inside jobs. I talk to people, face to face, if they are in the castle."
"Wait a minute, if I didn't send you a owl and you didn't send me one. Then who sent them?"
"Search me."
They both pulled out the pieces of parchment they had received. Both of them unrolled it so the other could see what was written.
"I didn't write that, but it is like exactly what I have been thinking" Draco said after reading the note to Harry.
"Well, I didn't write that either," Harry said pointing to the letter Draco had received. "And the only people that knew I used to like you are Hermione and Ron"
"Well, the only person that knows how I feel about you is…"
"Hermione!" they said in unison.
"That little freaking sneak."
"That's why she went off so fast after Defence Against the Dark Arts. She had written them during class, while we thought she was doing her work, charmed them to look like our hand writing and gone to the Owlery straight after class to send it…" But a hand stopped him gently on his lips.
"Oh Harry, just shut up" said Draco and with that pulled Harry in for a long passionate kiss. Harry shut up alright, when Draco pulled out of the kiss Harry was speechless.
"Now that's better, but you can shut your mouth," and Draco pushed Harry's bottom jaw shut with his hand. "So…what do you want to do now?"
"Ummm…" was all Draco got out of Harry.
"Well, how about we go up to my room and talk there, seeing Hermione has gone to Gryffindor Tower to keep Ron company?"
"Yeah, okay" Harry said finally able to speak. "And we can talk and stuff when we get up there."
"Sounds good to me" and Draco grabbed a hold of Harry and lead him up to his bedroom.
Author's Note: Well that is the end of another chapter in "He Will Be Loved". To find out what happens once Draco gets Harry up to the room you will have to keep reading. Tomorrow I go back to school for another term so I won't promise another chapter until the end of next terms holidays. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter and until next time, please review and give your opinion on whether I should have a sex scene in the next chapter. Laters!