Warning minor Harry/Ginny ship
Warning minor Harry/Blaise ship
Chapter 16 - Sundaze
Harry sighed. He sat alone in the common room eating his lunch. Everyone else was down having his or her lunch in the Great Hall. Although Gryffindor Tower was much better than his bedroom at Privit Drive Harry still did not like the fact he was confined. During his confinement over the past week he had busied himself with his homework. Now he was not just up to date but he was ahead with it as far as he could possibly get. He even had worked out the extra credit questions for the next three chapters in each of his texts. "I'm turning into Hermione!" He said to himself and snorted.
"Would Harry Potter like some desert?" Dobby asked as he popped in.
"No thanks, Dobby." Harry replied.
"Winky is saying Harry Potter be having more to eat. Winky is saying Harry Potter too thin. Dobby is agreeing with Winky." Dobby said. "Please Harry Potter, be eating some desert or Winky be mad with Dobby."
Harry smiled and said, "Alright Dobby. Just some ice cream."
"Dobby be back in a second with Harry Potter's ice cream, Harry Potter." Dobby said and disappeared.
Shortly, Dobby reappeared the largest sundae Harry had ever seen. "Dobby, I said some ice cream."
"Dobby being told by Winky to bring lots, Harry Potter. Please be eating some or Winky be mad with Dobby." Dobby said a little nervously.
"Alright, Dobby. I'll try. But I think she's trying to fatten me up all in one go." Harry laughed. "It seems Winky is doing a lot better now."
"Yes Harry Potter." The elf replied happily as Harry scoped the first spoonful of sundae into his mouth. "Winky is very happy being a proper elf again with a family to serve."
"You haven't told anyone you are part of the Potter Black family have you Dobby?" Harry asked.
"Oh no, Harry Potter. Dobby and Winky be keeping all Harry Potter's secrets. Dobby and Winky still be wearing clothes and telling other elves we is being free." Dobby said earnestly.
"That's good, Dobby. I am very pleased everything is going okay. Was there any problems after you kicked Malfoy?" Harry asked.
"Old elves be telling Dobby very bad for kicking young Master Malfoy. But Dobby saying young Master Malfoy bad for kicking Winky. Dobby be telling old elves to go jump in lake. Old elves very mad at Dobby but young elves be laughing. Dobby tell all elves no one be hurting Winky if Dobby there!" Dobby said animatedly.
"Good for you Dobby." Harry agreed to the delight of the elf. "I take it you really like Winky."
Dobby just nodded looking a little embarrassed.
"Dobby are you thinking of marrying Winky and starting a family sometime?" Harry asked.
"With Harry Potter's permission." Dobby said in a hushed tone.
"You don't need to ask my permission, Dobby. I want you and Winky to be happy. Do whatever you like." Harry told the little elf.
"Harry Potter is the bestest wizard in the whole world." Dobby burst out saying.
Harry had to laugh at Dobby's little excited dance. "Well I think you better go and tell Winky, Dobby."
"Yes Harry Potter!" Dobby said a popped away.
Harry went back to eating his sundae. It wasn't long before Harry heard the portrait of the Fat Lady speaking. Harry quickly checked the Marauders Map. His friends were outside.
Ron and Hermione came in arguing as usual. "Really Ron I am not changing the password to anything rude. The first years have to be able to say it, for Merlin's sake."
"Hermione, the first years are perfectly capable of saying…" Ron replied but was cut off by Hermione.
"Don't you dare say that word again!" Hermione demanded loudly.
"Oh hi Harry, did you have a good…" Ron said ignoring Hermione for now, "Where'd you get that!" he continued seeing the giant sundae Harry was eating.
"I have friends in the kitchens, you know!" Harry said smiling smugly.
"Come on, share and share alike!" Ron pleaded.
"Ron you just finished lunch!" Hermione argued.
"There's always room for ice cream, Hermione." Ron said making for the seat next to Harry.
"It's all right Hermione. I can't possible finish this on my own." Harry said.
Harry transformed a quill into a spoon and handed it to Ron much to the delight of the red head who immediately dove in.
"What's going on?" Ginny said as she came into the common room.
"Here, try some of this." Harry said holding his spoon full of sundae.
"Harry, I just finished lunch." she complained.
"Just try a mouthful, Gin. You won't be sorry." Harry replied and reluctantly Ginny did.
"Merlin, that's fantastic. Hermione you've got to try this." Ginny said.
Ron held his spoon out hopefully. Hermoine reluctantly closed her mouth around it. She smiled. It was good, very, very good.
"Oh, you guys can finish this. I gotta go meet someone." Harry said getting up from the others.
"WHO are you meeting?" Ginny demanded.
"Ginny." Harry replied in a warning tone. "I have to meet other potential candidates at times. We have discussed this." Harry was trying to be understanding but Ginny's jealousy was becoming a little much.
Harry, after he check the map and found the halls free of Malfoy and Snape, hurried to the library for his rendezvous with Blaise.
"Ah! Potter, right on time." Blaise said when Harry made his way into the back of the library.
"I thought you were going to start calling me Harry." Harry challenged.
"We'll see. Is that the book and the letter for Malfoy?" she asked.
"Yes. Make him read at least the first nine chapters of the book and practice the techniques before you give him the letter although he can skip over chapter five, its all crap. Hopefully it will be enough to calm him down long enough to read the letter. It wasn't an easy thing to write. I tried to leave the vitriol out of it but given our history that's almost impossible. I did the best I could." Harry told her.
"Yes I imagine it was quite traumatic having to write a 'NICE' letter to your enemy." Blaise replied.
"Draco isn't my enemy. He's only my school rival, annoying but in the long run irrelevant. That is until this veela thing came up." Harry stated.
"Well, he'll be thrilled to know you don't hate him." Blaise replied sarcastically.
"Enough about Malfoy. What about you? Are you in?" Harry asked.
"I have written my father for permission to become a candidate although I have not made my final decision yet and I won't until I know how Malfoy will react to the idea. I am not a reckless Gryffindor like you Pot… Harry." Blaise said.
"Fair enough. Look I better get back before anyone sees us talking. If you need to talk to me tell Hermione Granger and I'll meet you here straight after lunch as usual." Harry said and without further ado he left the library on his way back to Gryffindor.
Blaise Zabini made her way back to her own common room carrying a book and letter. She hoped she had not miscalculated this.