The Potter Twins
A/N: Thanks to Eilidh (no new chapters. LoL, don't worry, I don't care, LoL), Amanda (no worries about it being short), JAML (where did you go for your vacation?), and Greek Mione (thank you) for reviewing. Please review!!
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--Chapter 7--Cheaters
"So did you guys do it last night? We know you were planning it," Pansy said the morning after at breakfast.
"No we didn't. We couldn't get the guys to leave the dorm," Michelle replied, telling the truth.
"You didn't come up to the dorm though. I didn't know you even came in until I saw you in your bed," Blaise said.
"Draco and I talked for a long time. We actually figured out a few things," Michelle said, looking down the table at Draco and Harry.
"Like?" asked Pansy.
"I told him my wanting to have sex last night was a one-time thing, and I want to wait until I'm married."
"I bet Draco was furious with himself for not being able to get the guys out."
"He was for a bit, then he calmed down and we made out. Then we talked a bit longer before we called it a night. I think he's still a bit touchy this morning about the whole situation, so don't mention it. And don't comment on the fact that we talked about it. We're supposed to be the 'touchy, physical type' couple," Michelle said.
--Harry--
"Why so glum chum?" asked Harry when he took a seat next to Draco when he entered the Great Hall.
"Nothing," Draco muttered.
"OK, so how was your night last night? Mine was horrible. Granger hexed me and told me she would never sleep with me," Harry said.
"Let me in the club. Michelle and I couldn't get the guys out of the dorm so we just went to bed. And Michelle told me last night was a one-time thing - her wanting to have sex before she was married."
"Poor guy, but at least I don't have to have those nasty images of you two."
Draco laughed despite himself. "So are we having a practice today, Cap?"
"Yeah, but I have to let everyone know because I just decided it," Harry said, getting up from the table.
He passed a few students before stopping at Michelle. Harry took a seat next to her quickly.
"Hey 'Elle, we're going to have a practice later today at around 1 o'clock, alright?" he asked.
"OK, sounds good, talk to you later, go now," Michelle replied.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm going. Pansy, Blaise." Harry said before walking on down the table.
"Well that's going to take up my afternoon. I hope you two won't become lost without me," Michelle said, looking at Pansy and Blaise.
"Har har, very funny. Do you honestly believe we're insufferable losers without you?" asked Pansy.
Michelle just looked at Pansy with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
"Never mind, don't answer that, I don't like that look."
Blaise just laughed and Michelle just stood up.
"Well losers, I must leave you now because I have to a sign out a book from the library. Then I'm going to go out to the field," Michelle said.
"OK, go away, we don't want you here anyways," Blaise replied.
Michelle glared at her two friends before shaking her red locks and leaving the Great Hall. She saw a couple leaning against one of the walls that was in the shadows and she realized it was Ron and Hermione. A pang of jealousy filled Michelle before she thought of Draco. Smirking, Michelle walked over to them.
"Hey Granger, great example to the younger students," Michelle muttered, leaning on the wall next to the couple. "I bet Dumbledore would be glad to know his Head Girl sets such good examples for the school."
Hermione and Ron hastily pulled away and looked at Michelle.
"Potter, move along, there's nothing to see here," Hermione said.
"Uh-huh, just to let you know, you might want to smooth out that outfit before Professor Snape comes along," Michelle said, walking away, looking back over her shoulder.
Hermione was flattening her blouse just as Snape walked around the corner and looked at the two.
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"Good practice team, remember we're going to be having a game against Hufflepuff," Harry said when the Slytherin team entered the changing room.
"Oh, that's going to be so easy!" exclaimed Timothy Ring, a third year Chaser.
"Shut up Ring," Michelle said, punching his shoulder.
"Owe, bitch, don't punch me," Timothy said, rubbing his shoulder.
"Well don't go jinxing our team," Michelle said, quickly grabbing her clothes and going to the showers.
"Oh, Ashley, you need to work on your throwing just a bit. I suggest you do that with Ring after school," Harry said before leaving the changing rooms.
Only when Harry was walking through the main floor corridors to the Great Hall so he could access the Grand Staircase, did he realize that Draco hadn't been in the change rooms after practice. Harry, feeling only slightly suspicious, decided he was going to go check out the Quidditch field to see if his friend was still flying around out there. Normally Harry wouldn't care what Draco was doing, but right now, he had a strange feeling and he wanted to discover why. As soon as Harry reached the Quidditch pitch, he understood why he was feeling strangely.
It was because Draco was making out with a girl under the bleachers that wasn't Harry's sister, a.k.a., Draco's girlfriend. Harry shook his head, kicked the ground and left the pitch before they noticed him. As Harry saw it now though, Draco could have his fun with that girl as long as Michelle didn't find out and didn't get hurt in the process. Because if she did get her heart crushed because of their best friend, Harry would beat the living day lights out of Draco. But then again, if Michelle found out, then she figured out that Harry knew, well then Draco and Harry would both get their asses kicked.
Still shaking his head slightly, Harry made his way into the Hogwarts castle. He didn't know if he should tell his sister about her boyfriend or not, so he decided he'd go and find his girlfriend.
--Michelle--
When Michelle finished having a shower and was dressed, she walked over to the Quidditch pitch - which she did every time after a practice or game. She didn't know why she liked to sit there, but she had been doing it since she accepted to be Keeper in her second year. Harry often joined her after games, but he didn't see the point in going there after practice.
"Why would I want to stay out there after a practice when I can go out and find a chick to snog?" he had asked her once.
"I don't know, but hey, if you aren't there, I can sit in the silence by myself and not have to look at you and be disgusted," Michelle had joked back.
Michelle walked up to the bleachers, ignoring the couple that were making out. She looked over to the goal posts and sighed. Naturally, she wished it was dark out and the stars were glowing, but it was mid-afternoon and the sun was blazing hot for a November sun. The girl from the kissing started to moan and Michelle looked down between the rows.
The couple was really going at it down there, the guy's pants off, revealing his boxers, and the girl's top was off, showing her bra. Only when the girl groaned 'Draco' did Michelle get up from her seat and run down the stairs.
"Draco! How the fuck could you?" screamed Michelle when she reached the floor where the two were and she confirmed that the guy was in fact Draco.
"'Elle, what are you doing here?" asked Draco, grabbing his pants and getting off the girl.
"Maybe I should go..." the girl, who Michelle didn't know, said, grabbing her top and moving to leave.
"No, stay with us, Stupefy," Michelle said, pointing her wand at the blonde idiot. "Why Draco, why?"
"I can explain 'Elle..." Draco started, Michelle crying and looking at him. "Actually, no I can't. All I can say is that she grabbed me after practice and we started to make out."
Michelle slapped him hard, hard enough to leave a mark and she didn't fell hurt by the shock on his face. "That was for making me cry, the only guy to have ever made me cry was Harry, and that was when we were six." She slapped him again. "That was for cheating on me with some slut." This time she really decked him with a huge punch in the jaw. "And that was for breaking my heart, you fucking bastard."
Draco looked down and whispered, "I'm so sorry 'Elle, I didn't mean to."
"Bullshit, and don't call me 'Elle again, because, like our relationship, our friendship is over." Michelle spun on her heel and left the Quidditch pitch, crying all the way to the castle.
--Harry--
"So we're going to meet up later, right?" asked Ginny, just finishing buttoning up her blouse as she and Harry walked out of an empty classroom.
"I dunno, you want to?" asked Harry back, walking behind Ginny.
"Oh no, I don't want to spend time with my boyfriend, not at all," said Ginny sarcastically.
"OK, I'll just have to find some one else to see tonight," Harry replied, looking serious and wrapping an arm around Ginny as the two walked down the corridor.
Ginny pushed on Harry's chest so he took his arm off before planting it on again. "Well I got to go to Quidditch practice, meet me in the classroom after dinner."
"Want to tell me any of your teams' special moves?"
"Will you tell me any of your teams' special moves, Mr. Captain?"
"Hell no sweetheart, there's no way I'd tell you."
"That's your answer, bye," Ginny said before walking away.
Harry smirked to himself before heading to the Grand Staircase, and going into the Heads' common room. Hermione was sitting on the couch, reading a book. He headed over to her and sat beside Hermione.
"Now, can you tell me why you're always sitting here, reading, when ever I walk into the room?" asked Harry.
"It's because I enjoy reading in here, but you would know that I liked to read if you knew anything about me," Hermione replied, flipping her page.
"OK, so you like to read Granger, I knew that, but why are you in here? I would have though you would've cleared off before I arrived because you know you want me and you don't know how long you can hold off your urges."
"You're too conceited, Potter. If you want to know, Ron has Quidditch practice."
"I knew that too, so that gives us about what, an hour to fool around?" asked Harry, leaning towards Hermione and getting her mouth in a kiss.
"Potter, stop, I'm not going to be your make-out toy any longer!" yelled Hermione, pushing Harry off her. "I won't cheat on Ron with you, and I won't let you cheat on Ginny with me."
"Come on Granger, what they don't know can't kill them," Harry said before kissing Hermione again.
Hermione nodded, still kissing Harry, and pulled Harry down on top of her as she lay back down on the couch. Harry ran his hands up and down Hermione's sides and front as she ran her hands through his hair. Wow, I can't believe Hermione is giving in so easily when last night she told me she would never do this with me, Harry thought to himself as he took Hermione's blouse of fiercely. Even though Harry believed Hermione would try to stop him any time, he continued to advance on her. The two were so involved with each other that they didn't even notice some one enter the room.
"H-Hermione? What are you doing? And with him?"
Harry and Hermione both tore each others hands and lips off one another and looked at the portrait hole.
--Michelle--
Michelle was in the Prefects bathroom (Harry had told her the password even though she wasn't a Prefect), cleaning her face free of the tears that streamed it. She couldn't believe Draco had cheated on her. Cheated on me, Michelle though, How could he? He's such an inconsiderate bastard. But the again, he is Draco Malfoy, one of Slytherins' many assholes. I don't know how I could have trusted him! She splashed water on her face once more before drying her face. When she looked up, Draco was standing there, gazing at her.
"What do you want Malfoy?" snapped Michelle.
"I just want to talk Michelle," Draco replied, moving closer to her.
Michelle moved backwards from him. "Talk then, you have one minute, starting now."
"OK, you know that it isn't in my reputation to apologize for my actions, but since I did something to hurt you, I have to. I'm so, so sorry that I cheated on you. I didn't want to, honestly I didn't. It just happened; I don't know what to say. But I hope that some where in your cold heart that you'll forgive me. You might not want to be my girlfriend, but I wish we could be friends still," Draco said, wringing his hands.
"Is that all?" asked Michelle.
"Yeah, I guess it is," Draco replied.
"You went under your minute, your loss, Malfoy," Michelle said before leaving the bathroom.
"Michelle, wait up!" called Draco, following her, and grabbing her arm.
Michelle took out her wand and pointed it at Draco as he spun her around. "Petrificus Totalus."
Draco froze up and fell to the floor. Michelle took one last look at him, a frown on her face, and walked away from him. She walked to the Great Hall and headed down to the dungeons in a trance. When she entered the common room, her face absolutely blank, Pansy and Blaise went rushing over to Michelle.
"Oh my God, you look like you've been stunned Michelle," Pansy said, taking Michelle to the couch.
"What's wrong Michelle? I know you don't like to talk about your feelings and shit, but you don't look well," Blaise added.
Tiffy fluttered off of Blaise's shoulder and onto Michelle's, looking confused.
"Malfoy and I broke up…I need to see Harry," Michelle said, standing up. "Tiffy, stay here with Blaise and Pansy."
The other two girls tried to argue with Michelle, to see why she and Draco broke up, but Michelle just shook them off and left through the portrait hole. Students that were in the Entrance Hall looked at Michelle because it wasn't everyday that the Princess of Slytherin walked around in a trance-like state around the school. It made them fear her because they had no idea when she would snap out of it and bark at all of them or hex them.
Michelle didn't seem to notice, she didn't really notice where she was going, but she figured it was to the Heads' common room. The lady in the portrait looked at Michelle for a long time before Michelle realized she needed to say the password.
"Caramilk," Michelle said when she found her voice.
"Thank you dear, but I don't know if you want to go in there, a red-headed boy just went in, and the Head Girl and Head Boy are both in there," the portrait replied, swinging open.
Michelle walked in and found Harry, Hermione, and Ron all standing there, having a shouting match.
"You slut! How could you have cheated on me with bloody Harry Potter for Merlin's sake? Why couldn't you have snogged on of my friends – our friends- why our enemy?" shouted Ron. "You're almost as bad as Ginny…"
"Don't drag Ginny into this. She doesn't need to know," Harry said calmly.
"Oh and why not? You cheated on her; you cheated on my baby sister with my girlfriend! She deserves to know."
"You'd crush her even more Weasley if you told her. Just let me break up with her."
"Wow Potter's actually got a heart, I don't believe it. And hey, look there's your sister; does she know how big of a heart you have?"
Michelle froze; she didn't think any of them would have noticed her. Hermione caught Michelle's eye, but Michelle quickly looked to Harry. Immediately Michelle knew that Harry and Hermione had been making out and Ron walked in on them. Hey, it was a twin thing.
"Shut it Weasley. Why are you getting so worked up about? I mean, it's not like you've been totally faithful to Granger…" Michelle trailed off. Ron gulped while Hermione looked at him. "Oh what, she doesn't know?"
"Know what, Potter?" snapped Hermione.
"The Weasel's been cheating on you."
"He has, with whom?"
Harry looked at Michelle. She knew she was going to lie, and plant the seed of a lie into Ron, making him believe it. But that wasn't big; she'd done that a bunch of times. Michelle had the ability to make some one believe anything she wanted, even if it was a complete and total lie. "I hate to tell you this Granger, but it's been with me."
Hermione gasped and Ron looked at her. Harry just looked upwards.
"What, I haven't been seeing you behind Hermione's back!" yelled Ron.
"Yes you have been Weasley. Don't deny it. You met me everyday after dinner in McGonagall's classroom to teach me a lesson in…"
"OK, shut up, it's true!"
"Ron how could you?" asked Hermione.
"She's just too irresistible. If it hadn't been for you and Malfoy, I would have snogged her in public!" Ron said.
"Weasley, leave now before I hex you for touchy my sister," Harry said sternly.
"You know I should hex you for touching my sister," Ron replied, moving towards the portrait hole.
"But I had a right. I saved her life, now bye," said Harry, pushing Ron out. He turned back towards Hermione and Michelle.
"Thanks Potter, I didn't feel like explaining myself to Ron," Hermione said.
"Yeah, whatever, I don't know why I did that though. If word spreads that I helped you, oh boy, I'd be in shit," Michelle said. She turned to Harry. "And you, the next time you plan to cheat on your girlfriend, go up to your dorm so nobody walked in on you. Or make sure you go somewhere where nobody can find you." She looked off into space.
"'Elle, are you OK?" asked Harry.
"Yeah, I'm alright, I'll talk to you after, but you need to break up with Ginny, unless you and Granger are planning on continuing this fling behind her back, but I think Weasley will tell her."
"Potter, you have to tell Ginny, she's my friend and she needs to hear it from you," Hermione said to Harry.
"I know I'll do that now. I'll talk to you later 'Elle, like here in ten minutes," Harry said before leaving.
"Can I stay here until he comes back?" asked Michelle, sitting down.
"Yes, I don't care actually. But tell me, why did you make up that lie, and how did you make Ron believe it?" asked Hermione.
"Because my brother wanted me to, and on the how, that's my secret. Besides, we did make out once, before I started to go out with Malfoy."
"You call each other by your last names?"
"No, I just don't want to go into it with you Granger."
"OK…why were you dressed up like me last night?"
"Because I wanted to win, duh, and I thought you were smart. It was a good idea, unlike your fairy thing idea."
"I was a pixie, but whatever Potter, don't get all bitchy," Hermione said.
"Shut up Granger, leave me alone," Michelle replied.
--Harry--
"Ginny, what are you doing?" asked Harry when he found Ginny making out with a guy in the corridor outside the Great Hall.
"Uh…Harry, what are you doing here? I wasn't going to meet up with you until later," Ginny said, pulling away from the blonde boy.
"Yeah, I know, but I just wanted to break up with you."
"What, why?" she asked.
"Don't be a retard Weasley, you've been cheating on me, and I know it. Besides, I've been having a fling myself because you haven't been cutting it."
"Fine you bastard, I don't like you anymore anyways."
"Sure you don't, you'll always like me though, you stupid little bitch," Harry said before turning to the sixth year boy. "Good luck with her, she likes to fool around with other guys. And the only reason I'm not hexing you to hell and back, you little fucker, is because I don't care for her."
Harry walked along the corridors, his usual growl plastered on his face. He walked into the Heads' common room to see Michelle sitting on the couch, looking at her fingernails. Michelle looked up and smiled at him as he sat down beside her.
"What's up 'Elle, you looked depressed when you came in here earlier," Harry said. "And where's Granger?"
"She went to go talk to those other Gryffindor bitches," Michelle replied. "Now, before I tell you what happened, I want you to know that I took care of him."
"What are you talking about 'Elle?"
"Malfoy, he cheated on me! That fucking asshole cheated on me! But I slapped him around a bit and did the Full Body Bind spell on him so you don't have to do anything to him. Hell, you can still be his friend, but I'll never talk to him again."
"Oh 'Elle, I'm so sorry, I didn't want you to find out. Well I did, but…"
"Wait, you knew about this and didn't tell me?" shouted Michelle, standing up.
"Yes, but I only found out today, right after we had practice. I was going to tell you, but not today, you looked too sad," Harry said, standing up in a gesture to hug his sister.
"Don't fucking touch me Harry! Whatever, I'm out, and don't follow me!" snapped Michelle, before storming out of the Heads' common room.
Harry sat back down on the couch and sighed. Hermione came in and looked back at the portrait hole before sitting with Harry.
"Why did your sister just storm out of here?" asked Hermione.
"Let's just say that the day has been one for cheaters," Harry said, wrapping an arm around Hermione's shoulders.
A/N: There you go, was it long enough? Hope so, well you all know what to do. Thanks!