From Quill To Parchment

Chapter 2

Frustration Reaches New Heights

"If I had a sickle every time you did something completely imbecilic, I'd be richer than my Father." Draco said to Harry the next day at Potions. He had just stopped the idiotic Gryffindor from ruining their potion completely. He had to admit that the mistake was clearly because Harry couldn't really see the board where Snape had put the ingredients, but still if he only got his stupid eyes fixed he wouldn't be having this sort of trouble.

"It's not my fault I can't see the damn board!" Harry said as he glared at the blonde and sighed in frustration.

"Get your bloody eyes fixed Potter and maybe you wouldn't have a problem." Draco shot back as he carefully dropped in the phoenix tears. After 3 small drops he put the dropper down and turned the heat up on the potion.

"Fuck you Malfoy." Harry said grumpily as he started slicing runespoors. Draco wanted to roll his eyes at the boy but instead picked up the ladle and dipped it into the potion.

"I know you want to, but I wouldn't touch you with a 50 foot pole." Draco said as he stirred the contents of the cauldron.

"Oh please Malfoy! You have such a huge ego, not everyone in this bloody school wants you soiling their bed." Harry said as he started chopping the runespoors at a quicker pace.

"I'm surprised you know anything about sex, your parents weren't exactly there to give you the brooms and wands talk." Draco said with a smirk.

Harry's eyes narrowed and he started chopping more aggressively, trying hard to calm himself so he wouldn't land himself in more detention. One week with the stuck up blonde was enough torture. "I'm surprised you got that talk Malfoy. I thought Daddy dearest was too busy killing innocent people to spend time with a brat like you. Is that what made you so attention craving?"

Draco's smirk vanished and his eyes narrowed. "Stop badmouthing my Father, Potter. At least I didn't get him killed, and that's more than I can say for you."

Harry clearly got angry with that comment and he ignored the initial pain that sparked when he cut his finger. If anything that just fueled his anger. He turned around and pointed the knife in Draco's direction. "Fuck you Malfoy! The only thing that killed them was your Father and his Lord! They were too power-hungry to notice how many people they were killing just because they felt they were all mighty and all fucking powerful. Your Father is shit Malfoy! At least my Father didn't have to go around killing children to make himself feel good. So before you mention anything about my Father remember why he's dead. He died protecting my Mother and me. What does your father do?" Harry asked.

He banged the knife on the table and grabbed his book bag, without another word he swiftly left the Potions classroom, ignoring Snape's bark of "15 points from Gryffindor!"

Draco watched him leave, feeling a little guilty about making the boy explode like that. He wanted to yell at Potter and tell him that he was wrong, that his Father wasn't how everyone perceived him to be, but he knew better. It would not be good to unravel years of hard work, so instead, he ignored the looks of Pansy and refused to acknowledge Blaise whispering his name, he continued finishing the potion, trying hard to not think of anything too upsetting.

Harry stopped at the lake and sighed angrily. He could not believe he let Draco get to him like that, he could not believe that he blew his cool in the classroom. But like the saying goes, the truth hurts, and that truth really did hurt. He was the reason Voldemort went to the house; he was the reason his parents got killed. It was all his fault, and even though he knew that, he just hoped no one would dare utter it in front of him. But of course Malfoy, being the heartless bastard that he was, had to be the one.

Tears welled up in Harry's eyes and he let them fall freely down his cheeks. He didn't know how long he sat there, but when he heard footsteps approaching he quickly wiped away any traces of tears and looked up to see Ron heading his way. Ron sat next to him and patted the boy's shoulder.

"You ok?" The redhead asked.

"I'll be fine. Where's 'Mione?"

"She and Parkinson got into a row at the end of class and Lavender had to pull Hermione away, and they went back to the tower until Charms. Snape dismissed us early." Ron explained.

"What the hell is going on with us? Even Hermione is getting into these fights with the Slytherins, what the hell is going on?" Harry asked, running a hand through his already wild and tousled hair.

"Don't know mate. Maybe it's something in the pumpkin juice." Ron said with a laugh. He stood up and offered Harry a hand. Harry took it and together they made their way back to the castle, laughing and talking about meaningless things to get their minds off of the rising tension between the Slytherins and the Gryffindors.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Pansy yelled from the Common Room later on that night. She was glaring at Millicent Bulstrode angrily.

Draco sighed, he was reading a book he had borrowed from Blaise earlier. He closed the book with an audible snap! And looked over at the two girls who were sitting on the couch a few feet away from him. "May I ask, what's got your panties in a bunch Pans?"

"This traitor just told me that she's been fucking Neville – fucking – Longbottom!" Pansy said in clear anger. The students that had been in the Common Room turned to look at Millicent as if she was some alien, or worse, a crying Hufflepuff!

Draco raised an eyebrow and rolled his eyes. "Is that all? An occasional fuck is no big deal." He opened his book back to his page and begun reading again until Pansy rose her voice once more.

"That's not all of it. She says she's in love with him and they've made plans to get married soon!"

That got Draco's attention. He closed his book once more and stood from his chair. "In love? With a Gryffindor? Really Bulstrode tell me this is a lie."

Millicent shook her head and stood as well. "It's the truth. Nevie and me are in love and he said when he gets enough money he'll buy me a ring."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Pansy asked yet again but in a more disappointed tone.

"I love him. You guys need to get over your stupid House Prejudices and realize that even though they were sorted in other houses, we're all alike in some way. If you guys just give it a try…"

Draco, who was still cringing on the inside about the little pet name Millicent had for Longbottom, shook his head and quickly cut Millicent off. "And what? Start falling in love with Gryffindors? Hugging, skipping and prancing around with the goddamn Hufflepuffs? Studying and playing chess with the Ravenclaws? Be serious Bulstrode, we have nothing in common with them, and there will never be anything between a Gryffindor and Slytherin but immense hate."

"Only because you let it! If only you just…tried to get along, stopped being such fucking pricks and allowed yourself to have a civil and decent conversation with them, you'll see what I see." Millicent said, looking at them pleadingly.

"Longbottom put you under some kind of spell didn't he? I think you need to go to Pomfrey." Pansy said as she put a hand to Millicent's forehead, only to have the girl swipe her hands away.

"Stop! There's nothing wrong with me, I'm not under a spell. I'm in love with Neville Longbottom from Gryffindor, and if you guys have a problem with that, then too bad because I'm not going to stop being with him because you guys have your heads stuck too far up your arses to know that the world doesn't revolve around your stupid rivalries and petty fights. Now if you guys excuse me, I'm going to bed, goodnight!" And with that Millicent left, heading up to the Girls' Dorms.

Draco glared at her retreated back and sat back in his chair with a groan. "What the hell is this world going to?"

Pansy shook her head and sighed as the Portrait opened and Blaise walked in and raised his eyes at his friends' defeated expressions.

"What the hell happened to you?" He asked sitting next to Pansy.

"Millicent is in love with Longbottom and they plan on getting married." Draco said in a tired voice.

"WHAT!"

"You know, I'm not the only one with arms." Harry said as he continued scrubbing the Potions classroom floor. He had been at this for a half hour and all Draco did was lean against one of the desks, looking at his fingernails and gazing off in thought. It was grating on Harry's nerves and there was no way he would do all the work while Draco just stood there and looked pretty. Pretty? What the hell am I thinking? Since when does he look pretty? He doesn't look pretty…arghhh….no, no, no, no, no, he's the enemy. The spoiled brat, I hate him and I want him to just fall off the damn Astronomy Tower. Yeah…that's better.

"I refuse to lower myself to your level and crawl around on my hands and knees." Draco replied.

"It's detention, it's required of you to do just that, and I won't do all the work." Harry said putting his scrubbing brush down and glaring at the blonde.

"I have a lot on my mind right now, and I don't need your annoying voice disturbing my thoughts."

"Oh that's rich! Like you're that important…news flash Malfoy, you're not! I could care less what goes around in your head, just get on your damn knees and help me scrub!" Harry said impatiently.

"I never knew you wanted me on my knees that badly, that long since the last time you had any sexual encounter?" Draco replied flippantly.

Harry's eyes narrowed but instead of getting angry he just sighed and clenched his scrubbing brush hard until his knuckles turned white, and his hand started hurting. "As I have told you before ferret, you are not desirable to me so shut the hell up and start doing your half of the work."

Draco said nothing and started scrubbing the floors. They worked side by side in silence for an hour until Draco looked over at Harry. "Did you know Millicent Bulstrode and Longbottom have been having some sort of illicit affair and are planning on getting married?"

Harry stopped scrubbing instantly and looked over at Draco in shock. "Really?" When Draco nodded Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Well if Neville is happy…Ron will blow a fuse though." Harry said mostly to himself than to Draco.

He didn't notice Draco study him for a few minutes before getting back to work. Pretty soon they were both caught up into their thoughts and said nothing to each other until Snape came.

"That's not what you're supposed to do!" Hermione screamed the next day in double Potions. She pushed Pansy's hand away and put the stopper back in the vial of snake venom.

"I followed the instructions correctly Mudblood! I know what I'm doing." Pansy said pushing Hermione away from the cauldron.

Hermione growled in the back of her throat and pushed Pansy away from the potion. "Listen you half brained twit, I know exactly how this is supposed to be brewed and if you screw this up and make me get a failing mark for today I will strangle you, maybe lack of oxygen will make you more intelligent!" Hermione fired back.

The class watched as Snape finally had enough of the disturbance and got up from his seat in front of the class. He strode over to the bickering pair and fixed them both with a glare.

"I was hoping you two morons would stop acting so childishly and settle your disagreement like adults. But I'm finding more and more everyday that the older you get the smaller your brains become. 20 points from each house and if you keep disrupting my class you will be joining Potter and Malfoy in detention tonight." With that Snape walked away leaving Pansy and Hermione to glare hatefully at each other.

It was a relief to everyone when the bell finally rang and they quickly tried to make their way out of the classroom before more points were deducted or another fight broke out.

"Make sure you clean your workspace and bottle your potions, you will finish them tomorrow." Snape ordered.

Hermione quickly cleaned up, while Pansy put the potion in the vials. They put their names on it and Hermione tried to hurry to the doors where she knew Ron and Harry were waiting for her. Pansy bumped into her, hard and glared at her.

"Hurry up Mudblood. You're blocking the way for the respectable people." Pansy said as she and Blaise walked past. Hermione narrowed her eyes at them both and hurried out of the classroom, glad when she saw Harry's comforting gaze and felt Ron's warm embrace.

"I really hate those Slytherins." She replied as they made their way to the Great Hall for lunch.

"Agreed. It took most of my restraint not to sock Zabini in the mouth." Ron said.

"Yeah I wanted to drown Malfoy in our Potion, he can get so damn insufferable sometimes, I mean really! He makes me want to just…" Harry trailed off as he made a frustrated sound deep in his throat and he made a hand gesture of strangling Draco and shaking his dying body.

"I swear sometimes I just wish they'd lay off, for one day. One day would not kill them." Hermione said as they turned a corner.

"Does anyone have the notes from Herbology? I wasn't paying attention yesterday." Ron said when he remembered there was going to be a test that day.

"Sorry Ron, but I let Parvati hold my notes." Hermione said.

"And I wasn't paying attention either mate." Harry said as he adjusted his book bag.

"I guess I'll have to ask Neville." Ron replied as they got near the doors to the Great Hall.

"Speaking of Neville. Malfoy told me last night that Neville plans on marrying Bulstrode. He said they've been dating for a while now." Harry informed them, opening the doors of the Great Hall.

"WHAT!" Ron exploded, causing everyone in the Great Hall to turn to the doors and spot the Golden Trio. What they saw was Harry looking embarrassed, Hermione nodded her head as if she solved some great puzzle, and Ron turning red in the face with anger. Ron looked over at the Gryffindor table and spotted Neville, and then he looked over at the Slytherin table to see Millicent sitting far away from Pansy, Blaise and Draco.

Hermione pulled her two friends over to their table, and pretty soon the Great Hall went back to what they had been doing before Ron's outburst. Ron gave one look at Neville and the clumsy boy realized at once that he knew about his relationship with the Slytherin.

Hermione shook her head feeling sorry for the boy. Ron was going to yell until he was blue in the face, she only hoped that Harry could help her calm the explosive red head down when that time came.

Draco noticed the look Ron had sent Millicent's way and judging from the outburst it was very obvious that Harry had spilled the gossip. Draco looked over at Millicent and sneered at her. "It seems your secret affair is not so secret anymore." He replied.

Millicent sent him a look and rolled her eyes. "I'm not ashamed of who I love. Maybe one day you can say the same." She responded, getting up swiftly and leaving the table.

Draco looked down at his plate, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to come up with a reason why Millicent would say something like that. He didn't understand her comment and pretty soon he put it out of his mind and turned to look at Blaise and Pansy. "We have to find a way to break them up, because Longbottom has obviously muddled her brain."

"And how the hell would we do that?" Blaise asked.

A devious smile suddenly appeared on Pansy's face and she leaned forward towards her two friends, her eyes twinkling with mischievousness. "I know just the way to split the two lovebirds up."

A/N: Ok I noticed that in the other chapter some things were missing…it confuses me, but hopefully it didn't damage the story, I don't even know if any of you noticed. But since it didn't really screw up the chapter, I guess I'll leave it alone, no harm no foul and all that jazz. Anyway, hope you guys liked this chapter, the next one will be up soon, please review, and for those of you that did, thanks! Peace!