Spoilers for: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince – couples

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Chapter 5: House Bound

Dawn sat next to Gryffindor Harry. He was tapping his feet nervously.

"I can't believe he disappeared. No, I can this is sooo bloody Slytherin of him. Bloody git. I have to warn Hermoine and Ron. He's bound to do something to them," Harry said.

"He's you, I doubt he'll do anything to hurt your friends," Dawn soothed. Her tone of voice did nothing to calm Harry down. He stood and started pacing, wondering what was taking Giles, Buffy and Willow so long. What could they have to discuss?

"No, he's not me. He's the me if I was evil. If I was evil I'd go directly after someone's friends. Didn't you hear? He used the word mudblood. Which means he hates muggle bourns, which also means that he hates Hermoine. He said Hermoine was dead in his world. For all we know he killed her in his world," Harry rambled. Dawn looked up at the sound of footsteps.

Giles entered the room with Buffy, Willow and Kenedy. Professor Dumbledore followed them in. Harry stopped pacing, "Professor Dumbledore."

"This man appeared in our kitchen. He explained what he knows. I think alien Harry botched a potion that was supposed to split him make two of him. Instead it sent him to a parallel universe. I have no idea how that happened. Willow's the magic girl here," Buffy said. Willow shrugged, which indicated that she didn't know either. Willow and Kennedy sat snugly in the small coach.

"As Buffy quite simply put it, yes the other Harry did incorrectly concoct a potion which ended in him being sent here," Professor Dumbledore added.

"Yes, quite, tea Professor?" Giles offered.

"Thank you, let me," Professor Dumbledore waved his wand at the coffee table. A pot of tea, cups, sugar and milk appeared.

"How very efficient," Giles approved. Dumbledore sat with them.

Xander entered the room and paused, looking at the man in strange clothes.

"Who's the wizard?" Xander asked.

"Very perceptive of you Xand, this is Professor Dumbledore, Harry's wizard school Headmaster," Buffy smiled.

"Oh good, because it's too early for Halloween," Xander chuckled.

"Indeed it is too early," Professor Dumbledore said.

"So what are we going to do Professor? This guy is pretending to be me at this very moment. What about my friends?" Harry asked.

"They have already been informed. I have warned them about your situation and not to speak to you until I say so. Also, I have warned them to steer clear of any Slytherins who may be plotting with the other Harry. I am not against the Slytherin house in any way. However, this other Harry is likely to forge alliances with his old friends. We do not know what this version of you is capable of," Professor Dumbledore explained.

"Good, I was so worried."

"That settles it. I will warn the Dursleys also. You shall stay here with this group as we know who you are whilst you are here. I will put wards up on this house. I implore you to not leave. As I cannot fathom how disoriented this other world Harry could be. People do strange things under difficult circumstances."

"Yes, sir," Harry nodded.

Professor Dumbledore bid his farewell. Willow muttered a spell and put up a protection shield which would hold for twenty-four hours until Professor Dumbledore implemented something longer lasting. Harry looked out the window, a cat tried to wonder into the garden. It bounced back and landed on its feet. Harry grinned, "You're a strong witch."

"I know," Willow shrugged.

"So … I guess we're stuck with each other," Dawn smiled.

"I guess we are," Harry replied. The others had already departed on their own ways. Giles, Willow and Kenedy on research, Buffy in training and Xander was still unpacking. His boxes were unopened in his room. Since Harry had to share his room, he decided it was time to make some space.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked.

"I don't know. What do normal people do for fun when they're practically grounded?" Dawn replied.

"I don't know, I asked you first. You can't answer with a question. We're not grounded which means we can still do something we just can't leave the house."

"That's not my fault."

"Nor mine."

"I guess we could watch TV," Dawn suggested.

"Good idea. Dudley always hogs the TV. Do you have any dvds? I haven't had a chance to watch the new stuff."

"Yeah, Xander should've bought something good. Daggy, but at least half way entertaining."

They sat down to watch dvds, avoiding daytime TV. Dawn refused to watch daytime or even nighttime TV, in the pretence that she didn't know any of the British shows. Neither did Harry, because he never got to watch TV, so that worked out fine.

"You kids have no homework, no evil people and you're watching dvds?" Xander asked.

"There is one evil person. Evil me is out there," Harry frowned.

"Right, you got me there," Xander laughed. He watched TV with them. Dawn glared at Xander, she didn't want him to intrude on her social time with Harry. Harry blushed when he noticed her annoyance of Xander's interruption.

Slytherin Harry hid in Diagon Alley, watching Draco Malfoy strut down to the Quidditch shop. There, Ron was looking at a new broom and Hermoine was nagging him to go somewhere else. Hermoine tapped Ron on the shoulder, he turned to see what she was looking at, Draco Malfoy.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't mudblood Granger and her new slug eating boyfriend," Draco taunted. Wanting anything but a good reaction. Ron growled, ready to pummel Draco, Hermoine held him back. Predictable Weasley, one little insult and he'll go of his rocker. Really needs to learn how to control his emotions, Draco thought.

Slytherin Harry was watching from afar. He felt so strange watching Draco conversing with Hermoine Granger, a girl who was killed by a troll in his first year.

"She is my girlfriend Malfoy, never call her that again or I'll …" Ron growled. Hermoine gave Ron a warning stare.

"You'll what? Not go through with punching me again? The girl's got you tied on a leash Weasley. The whole of Hogwarts is laughing at you."

"At least I have a girlfriend. Heard you and Parkinson broke up," Ron laughed. Hermoine was not happy about this at all. She tapped her foot, trying to hint to Ron that this was what Professor Dumbledore had warned against.

"That's because I'm dating your sister," Draco laughed. Hey, it's a lie, but it's a good one, Malfoy laughed. He had to wash his mouth out after even suggesting such a disgusting thing.

Hermoine couldn't hold Ron back this time. He lunged for Malfoy full force. Draco grabbed Ron by the hair, tugging, holding Ron up as Ron punched him in the stomach. Nevertheless Draco ripped at Ron's hair, putting up with the pain of being hit, Draco through Ron to the ground. Ron was red in the face and furious. Draco laughed and stuffed his hands into the pocket of his robes. Hermoine watched him do this as she helped Ron up.

"I wouldn't touch a Weasley you fool. I just wanted to see that dumb Gryffindor face when I said it," Draco laughed and walked away.

He went to the alley way that Slytherin Harry was waiting for him. There he showed Slytherin Harry Ronald Weasley's hair.

"Good job Draco." Slytherin Harry patted him on the back.

"You owe me for that one Potter," Draco winced. He could no longer ignore the pain of Weasley's punches. The Weasley wasn't strong, but he got a lot of hits in when Draco was pulling at his hair.

"What I'm going to do with this potion will be worth the pain," Slytheirn Harry replied.

Back at the Quidditch shop Hermoine was trying to reason with Ron.

"Ron he's not worth it. You're being stupid. Ginny's too smart to date a Malfoy," Hermoine said. Ron rubbed his sore head.

"Malfoy ripped my hair out. What a girly fighter," Ron complained.

"Too bad we can't warn Harry about this. Malfoy's up to something as usual," Hermoine said. Ron looked at her and smiled.

"You're always thinking Hermoine. It's the holidays!"

"I have an idea of what they're up to," Hermoine grinned.

"I don't have a clue what you're on about Hermoine," Ron shook his head.