Stolen Innocence
Chapter 10
Lover's Spat
AN: Yeah, i never put ANs at the top, but this is very important! IMPORTANT! a wizard tale is like an unwritten law in the wizarding world, a witch tale is like an 'old wives tale' this info will be important for this chappie!
IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY READ THE AN ABOVE, READ IT! LAST CHANCE!
"I'm sore from the potion and from using the fire magic at an advanced state for as long as I did," Harry explained, groaning in pain as he shifted his body on the floor.
"Why didn't you tell me? You guys always have to pretend it doesn't hurt when it does. It takes a real man to admit his weaknesses instead of hiding it and running," Blaise scolded. Harry glared at her from his position on the floor. "Don't give me that look! You can be such achild sometimes."
"Whatever. Help me up," he groaned, still glaring. Blaise laughed and held her hand out for him to grab. He grabbed the arm and pulled himself up.
"So are we just going to stay here or something?" Blaise asked seriously.
"I don't know, people don't tell me anything, remember?" Harry frowned in thought. "But I suppose so."
"What about your house? Then I could see your room," Blaise said, trying to lighten the mood a little.
"I'd rather you didn't," Harry muttered, ashamed of where his parents placed him.
"It can't be all that bad. It isn't like you live in a closet or something," Blaise laughed again. Harry scowled and stood quickly.
"I would rather I did," he snapped before quickly leaving. He stormed into his room and roughly sat down on the chair Howie had been sitting in earlier. He never talked to Blaise about how he was treated at home, and she had no right to ask about it, even if it was indirectly. She would hate him if she knew that he lived with the house-elves. There was an old wizard's tale that if you roomed with beings as low as house-elves, that you were as low as house-elves and should be treated as such. Everyone grew up learning it and Harry doubted Blaise would believe it any less than any other witch, wizard, or squib.
Harry glared at the wall as he pushed his thoughts of Blaise's reaction out of his mind. He forced himself to think of it as any other loss in his life. It was bound to happen, that was why he didn't let her get close.
"Hey, Harry? Dinner's ready," Junior said though the door. Harry got up and moved quickly to the door.
"Wait for me," he said gruffly. Harry looked around the room to make sure that everything was where it should be and opened the door.
"Harry? Your hand's glowing," Junior said uncertainly. Harry's gaze snapped to his hands and his mouth morphed into a scowl.
"Damn it all," he hissed under his breath, he didnot need his magic to run haywire. He put his hands into the pocket s of his robes and nodded for Junior to walk. They entered the dining hall with Orion, Howie, Remus, and Blaise already there.
"Glad you were finally ready to show yourself, did you have to fix yourself up?" Remus asked sarcastically, clearly irritated at having to wait to eat.
"I, uh, got turned around a lot," Junior mumbled with a blush. Harry didn't bother explaining anything and sat between Orion and Remus instead of the seat between Blaise and Howie. Junior looked confused but sat in the empty seat. When the pair were seated, the food appeared and everyone began to eat.
"Where did James go? He was here just before dinner," Orion asked, stuffing food into his mouth.
"He usually eats with his family," Remus answered. "He hasn't eaten over in years."
"Whyhaven't you settled down?" Junior asked Remus.
"Most women don't want to live with werewolves," Remus clipped.
"She died five years ago from fever," Harry said shortly. Remus glared at him and everyone else took that as a sign that the conversation was over.
"What happened? Lover spat?" Orion questioned, eyes shifting from Blaise to Harry.
"Nothing you need to be concerned about," Harry snapped, not looking at Blaise.
"Ah! Desert!" Junior exclaimed, sensing the cold edge of Harry's voice.
"May I be excused?" Harry asked.
"Fine, go," Remus sighed, allowing Harry to see that Remus didn't carewhat Harry did.
"I wish to be excused as well," Blaise said abruptly, standing quickly as she did so. Harry paused briefly on his way to the door, but resumed his fast pace quickly. He only got halfway to his room when Blaise caught up with him. "Harry!" She called as she grabbed for his arm.
"What doyou want?" Harry hissed.
"I'm really sorry. Why won't you justtell me? Then I wouldn't be curious and I wouldn't think any worse of you whatever you did or whatever happened to you," Blaise said. Harry froze and looked to the wall so he could avoid looking at Blaise.
"Don't talk about things you don't understand. I'm breaking up with you because I don't want you breaking up with me," Harry said coldly before jerking his arm free and continuing his pace to his room. He wouldn't risk telling her only to have her tell everyone at school. He tried not to care what the people at school thought of him, but he didn't willingly want to give them something to talk about.
"Harry Potter! You owe me an explanation!" Blaise yelled as she ran forward to grab his arm.
"I owe you nothing," Harry hissed.
"Yes, you do," she returned.
"You're being pretty bold. Are you sure the hat didn't want to put you in Gryffindor?" Harry sneered.
"Iknow you're made for Slytherin, acting just as much of a disgusting snake as Malfoy."
"You have no right to ask me about my past," Harry shot, getting back to the original subject." Don't ask me what you don't want to hear the answer to."
"Ido want answers! I bet you're just scared," Blaise taunted.
"Think what you want. You won't bait me into saying anything," Harry said tightly. "My life is my own and you don't have any business going into it further then I want you to."
"So it's all about control, and fear about loosing control. I never knew you we so petty." Harry growled lowly at Blaise's remark and narrowed his eyes.
"You want to think you know me and you can understand me, but you never will, so stop trying," he turned to leave, feeling his anger beginning to rise to the surface.
"I'm nottrying to understand you. You have so many secrets, I'd bet evenyou can't understand yourself," Blaise hissed as she tugged his arm.
"No one can completely understand themself. Leave me alone, I have nothing more to say to you."
"Well I have something to say to you and you owe me some answers," Blaise pulled Harry into the room closest to them. That room turned out to be a bathroom. She covered Harry's mouth with her hand when he tried to talk. "I know that you don't get along with your parents and family, ever, but you must have lost control of things too many times and things didn't work right on big things. Now you've closed yourself off completely and refuse to listen to things. I have been your friend for years just for you to blow me off when you get scared," Blaise spat. Harry glared at her from behind her hand. "You are going to tell me what your reasons are and I am going to tell you how stupid you're being," she removed her hand from his face and Harry was surprised that he hadn't already used magic to get away from her.
"I'm not saying anything and you've already got your mind made up," he paused to gather his thoughts. "What kind of friend are you being anyway? You claim to be my friend, but yet you refuse to leave me be."
"I am being avery good friend. You will never get over whatever it is that is holding you back unless someone confronts you about it. And I don't want to waste my time talking about stupid things and try to inch my way to the min point."
"If youthink you know what's best for me, you're wrong. And another thing, you don't know me as well as you think you do," Harry snapped.
"I do know you as well as I think I do.You think I know more then I think I do," Blaise paused briefly to go over that last statement in her head. "Yeah, but the point is, you overestimate me."
"Maybe, but you still aren't helping."
"Not just yet, you aren't saying anything."
"There isnothing to say," Harry gritted out.
"If you think I believe you, you are sadly mistaken."
"Iwon't give in," Harry warned.
"That's fine with me. Neither will I," Blaise grinned mirthlessly. "You will find that I am more stubborn then you think," she swung Harry around until he fell onto the toilet. She sat on the floor in front of the door. Harry pulled himself up and sat on the toilet lid. Both of them just sat there for two hours in silence before the boredom started to get to Harry.
"Let me out Blaise," he said coldly.
"No, not until you tell me what's going on," Blaise replied just as coldly.
"So that you can go tell everyone? I think not," Harry scoffed at her.
"I thought you didn't care what people thought of you. And I'm not that type of person."
"I don't care what people think, I do, however, like my privacy."
"You still aren't leaving until you tell mewhy you are backing away," Blaise shrugged.
"I'm not telling you, so just let me out," Harry yelled, frustrated at being kept in a bathroom against his will.
"I have already told you that I amnot backing down," Blaise chided.
"Fine! I live with the house-elves. My parents moved me in when mum was pregnant with Tyler. Now let me out," Harry spat. Blaise's eyes had widened considerably and her jaw dropped.
"How, but, those cruet gits!" Blaise screamed. Harry refused to shrink away but he couldn't stop the short tremor that seized his body.
"Are you happy now?" Harry sneered. His voice seemed to have shocked Blaise as she rushed at him and held him tightly. "What are you doing?" Harry felt his anger returning as his confusion grew.
"I don't hate you. I know I should, but I can't. I know you too well to hate you," Blaise muttered. "You didn't have to break up with me; I wouldn't have left you because of that."
"Why not?" Harry sputtered.
"Because you're my friend. It is your parent's fault for being so blind," Blaise breathed in deeply before moving away as embarrassment from loosing her calm emerged. "You're still my boyfriend, right?"
"Sure. But never do this again, I don't appreciate it and it wasn't needed," Harry grumbled. "And do you think you could give me a little privacy? We did eat a while ago."
"Fine," Blaise sighed airily, though her cheeks were red. She hurried out of the bathroom and ran into Remus.
"Where have you been? Tonight is the full moon and we need you to help us find Harry," Remus growled.
"He's, uh, I'll get him, don't worry," Blaise stuttered nervously. She moved to shut the door behind her when Remus pushed it all the way open. Both teens flushed deeply when Remus saw Harry, though Remus' expression became very angry.
"Both of you, to your rooms," Remus barked.
"Yes, sir," The teens agreed and they both hurried to their rooms, Harry still very uncomfortable.
"There you are!" Orion's voice boomed. "Come on, no time to waste," he said hurriedly as he pushed Harry into his room and led Blaise away to her own room.
Harry didn't sleep that night. The howls from the two werewolves reminded him too much of when he was kidnapped by the werewolf. Every time he closed his eyes, he was brought back to the cold room and he would snap his eyes open. The room was lit with a small amount of his fire.
The next day, Harry felt exhausted. He had sat in the middle of his bed all night and when it was time for breakfast, he collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep.
"Harry!" An annoyed voice yelled, shaking Harry's shoulders. Harry wearily opened his eyes to see a blurry shape in front of him. "Get up! You need to go down for breakfast."
"Le' me sleep," Harry mumbled as he slid his eyes closed.
"How late did you stay up?" The unknown person asked.
"No sleep. Werewolves," Harry blinked a few more times and squinted enough to make out the heavily blurred form of Orion.
"But the Remuses were outsi- oh, yeah, I forgot about your little run in with werewolves. I'll bring some food up for you," he said. "Stay awake long enough to eat your breakfast."
"What're ya doin'?" Harry asked, his tired slur fading slightly.
"Getting your breakfast!" Orion's voice sounded very chipper for the morning, too much so to not be normal.
"Why?"
"Because you can't go without food!" Orion gasped.
"I just want to sleep," the boy groaned.
"You have to wait until food arrives," Orion's voice told of the grin the man was sure to have on his face.
"So order the food already!" Harry almost slapped himself for that. He didn't want Orion to hate him for yelling at the man. His eyes widened when he heard Orion laugh.
"You certainly have your mother's temper;" Orion laughed loudly, his voice causing Blaise and Junior to rush in.
"What's so funny?" Junior asked.
"And why is that house-elf holding a plate of breakfast?" Blaise asked.
"That's Harry's food, he stayed up all night," Orion scolded Harry playfully while answering Blaise's question.
"Oh, so he isn't coming down for breakfast?" Junior asked. "I'm hungry. Get better, Harry," Junior left and the other two followed so Harry could eat and then go to sleep.
AN#2: I am SOOOOOO sorry for the long wait! Things have been hectic, school has been running me ragid, I have been needing to take care of my mom while she is taking care of my grandparents and my grandpa got pnemonia pretty badly, wouldn't even eat. We have also spent the weekends fixing up their house to get ready to sell it, we are thinking that it will be three to four weeks tops (we've been working on it since december) and my cousin moved and I just took my ACTs (I got a 27 by the way if anyone's interested), I also just took my AP test for World History (shoot me now, I don't even want to know my results) and then with mother's day, my grandma's birthday, my cousin's birthday, and my older brother's grad. from collage, i am lucky to check my e-mail (note: fear of cousin keeps me checking it .;) But i got a book for finding a place to intern during the summer, yes, that took a good two and a half weeks total after school. So yes, I appologise for the late arrival, finals are coming up (joy) so that means the end of school and the begining of job(s) (double joy) hopefully I will have time to get my next chappie up sooner, my uncle thinks that work is more important then fanfiction, go figure.
And now for the main event: THANKS to
Lily Flower 1000 - thanks! I have many different views of Blaise, but this one just came out for the fic, but i'm glad that someone likes my Blaise
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Shadow00 - thanks! I love it when people like my story and I hope you don't think me rude for how I answer your question about iria being in Gryffindor, crabbe and goyle aren't smart or cunning, or ambitious so how did they get into slytherin? I think that blood does play some part in the sorting, but there is also that she has never had to be in a terrifying situation before, it is impossible to predict how someone will react to an unknown situation
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