Did you just eat sofa-pizza?

To be honest, i'm quite happy with this chapter :) I'm not very good with writing drama, but it was worth a shot, right? No point in complaining if I don't try :D Enjoy~


"Daddy, what are dragons?" Haruhi asked "Obaa-chan told me she was going to get Tada-nii a stuffed dragon for his birthday, and all she said was that it was a scary thing that eats little girls like me!"

"Dragons are magical creatures, Honey, but they only hurt those that threaten them. They have huge wings, scales, and breathe fire, but they might also have all kinds of magical powers!" Ranka raised his arms up in a scary way, to help Haruhi visualize what he was talking about. "They guard treasure, piles and piles that are miles high of treasure!"

"Wow! I wanna be a dragon!"

"You'd have to hide forever from humans, hiding your treasure from their greedy hands."

"That's okay, as long as I get treasure!"

"Well... yeah. But you can never talk to humans! They're greedy, Haruhi-chan." Ranka said, kissing her cheek. "Dragons have to guard what they find precious. They have to guard their secrets. Otherwise, everybody would take what they wanted, no matter how much it would hurt them. And everybody always needs to hurt a dragon to get what they want."


Haruhi would be lying to herself if she said that the scent of human blood everywhere wasn't overwhelming.

Dropping out of school was out of the question. Kiyoshi could do whatever he needed, but homeschooling wasn't an option for her. She had her reputation, and even more importantly, her dignity, to think about.

She could just see the front page of the newspapers now, 'MYSTERIOUS SERIAL KILLER SEEMS TO BE TARGETING TEENAGE CHILDREN OF THE WEALTHY. MORE BODIES FOUND'.

But even worse.. what if something happened to Harry? She had to think about his safety, not her own pride. Then, there was the host club, her closest friends. It wasn't fair that she would have been risking all of their lives just to finish her education.

Haruhi sighed, looking at the clock. Her dilemma would have had to wait for another day. She wrapped her neck in her scarf, put on her gloves, made sure her hat was snug, and plopped on a pair of mediocre sunglasses she found in her fathers' room. The sun was the source of all life on earth, and now it was her mortal enemy.

"Eh, that's probably a complete lie as well." Haruhi said. "We all probably came from magic dust or some crap like that."

She and Harry never walked to school anymore, which was convinient. Even though with winter it became darker during the mornings, by the time that Haruhi half-way there the sun would be shining bright and high. Her excuse to Harry was that she went there for head-starts on Host Club preperations. It didn't matter if she was lying about their new designs, he was always with Nekozawa-Sempai after school. She couldn't blame him, being in the Host Club for hours could become a drag after a while, and Haruhi imagined that being with Nekozawa would be of far more interest to Harry than listening to a couple of girls squeal about boys. No, Nekozawa was more interesting than a bunch of squealing girls.

Haruhi was having these somber episodes more often, recently. Maybe she was just getting more melodramatic, but her "new self" game her a new outlook on life. She was going to live forever, what better excuse to be excruciatingly lazy? She wasn't in any rush.


Ron wasn't able to sleep that night. Just knowing that there was a cold-blooded monster in the apartment next door was unnerving enough, but the fact that Harry played off the fact that that monster was his girlfriend so coolly was absolutely terrifying. Yep, best Christmas ever. Ron looked out of the window, rays of light from what he assumed were street lamps were peeking through. Ron gripped his wand tightly, and pointed into the air,"Lumos" he said. He waved his wand around the room; he had been doing this ritual a lot during the night. He let out a groan of disapproval.

"Why did Harry have to tell me that his girlfriend's a bloody werewolf?" Ron cursed under his breath. "I could've gone this whole trip without knowing, but no. At least She's a good cook. Doesn't matter though, probably gonna be too nervous around her to eat." Ron thought for a moment. "Nah, I'll eat."

"Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Ron?" Harry yelled through his room, throwing a pillow at the wall.

"Sorry!" Ron said curtly "Didn't meant to wake you up."

"Wake me up? You've been talking to yourself all night, keeping me awake, and you're worried about waking me up?"

"Why didn't you say anything? And why would you move into a place where the walls are so thin?"

"I wasn't expecting visitors." Harry called back

"Yeah.. sorry about that, mate."

"Even with knowing beforehand, I barely had time to prepare."

"Yeah. Shame you're a nosy git though, no wonder she hasn't actually told you about being a werewolf, she can't even trust you."

"…Hey.."

"Sorry. Thought I'd lighten up the mood a bit."

"So.. all night when you were whining about how "she's" going to eat you… that was about-"

"Nightmare. Look, mate. You've got school in a couple hours. Let's just go to sleep."

"Right, nightmare. Good morning, then."

"Mornin'." Ron responded bleakly, then left Harry in peace.


"How's life with the madame, Potter-san? Or have her canines already scared you away?" Nekozawa joked, stirring the contents of his pot very slowly, chuckling slightly.

"You're real funny, you know that?" Harry droned. " How can you even joke about this?"

"Potter-san, in my research, dealing with creatures of the night have become a routine thing."

"Research? Research for what? I thought that you taught yourself everything that you know."

"Don't you have to understand what other beasts roam in your world?" He asked, using a ladle to pour the potion into little glass bottles. "Same with me. Besides, how can you be so surprised that someone close to you has a secret like this?"

"It's not that, I just didn't expect magic to follow me half-way across the world." Harry said, playing with an hourglass. The sand flowed very gracefully to the bottom chamber.

"So you promised you'd protect her after the accident, right?" Nekozawa snickered "Where were you when she was bitten by a werewolf?"

"What?"

"Poor Fujioka-san.. It probably hurt too."

"I told you, I don't know if I was-"

"I don't be an idiot."

"I'm not, I was probably just.. it was probably a trick of the light."

"But you told Weasley-san that you knew she was a werewolf."

"But I.. I .. Oh my god... I'm such an bloody idiot! "I won't let anything hurt you again Haruhi, I'll protect you Haruhi!" GAH!" He yelled, pushing furniture out of the way to get out of the room.

"Ah, young love. It's so.. refreshing, isn't it Beelzenef?" Nekozawa asked, his free hand resting on the pedestal. "I don't think she really cares though, do you?" Beelzenef shook his head. "After all, Fujioka-san seems to love that boy.. for some reason." He stared at Beelzenef for a little while. "You're right, we should help him out a bit."

Harry violently opened his door, very angry with himself. It was true, he did promise Haruhi that she would never be hurt again. He did promise her that he would keep her safe. He felt guilty.

"Hi Harry." Ron said indifferently, engulfed in the sudoku book that Haruhi had given him as a welcoming present. "Damn, messed up again. Pencils.. genius!" he said, erasing the numbers he had written down.

Harry searched through nearly every cabinet in his kitchen;

Boxes and boxes of Weasley Wizard Weezes, a few bezoars, assorted herbs and potions that he didn't need. "I will find you, I will find you." Then, he had to move on the his trunk full of more useful potions. Veritasierum, The Draught of Living Death he made in Professor Slughorn's class, a few others, and-

"There you are, my magical little friend." He put the bottle into his bag. He had stocked up on a whole bunch of potions before his trip, but it was still unnerving that he couldn't find it for the first five minutes he spent searching. 't looked at his watch, he wouldn't be able to make it back to the school in time to see Haruhi. Sure, he could've waited for Haruhi to come back, but he didn't really see a point in delaying any further. Then, he had an idea. He hadn't used his Firebolt in a while, and now seemed like the perfect moment. He sneaked out back behind his apartment with his Firebolt and Invisibilty cloak.

"Bye, Harry." Ron said after hearing the door close. "Bloody hell, Hermione would love this."

Harry put on the cloak, hoping that anybody who saw the broom at such a speed as he was going to fly at would just assume it was a very large bird.

He had to keep hold of his cloak and his broomstick at the same time, so he gripped very tightly. Then, he took off. The euphoria of flying with the wind after so long was amazing. He never forgot how much he loved it, he never would be able to. After a while, he saw the pearly-white palace that was Ouran. This was the tricky part, landing without anybody seeing him. He had to pick up his speed now.

Then, boom. He wasn't in the air anymore. He was in Nekozawa's dingy clubroom. "Had a fun trip?" He heard Nekozawa ask. "It's called a wormhole, Potter-san. You're not the only one with a few tricks up your sleeve. Now, go."

"Wha-, oh, uh.. thanks." Harry said.

"You can keep your broom here." Nekozawa said "Along with your cloak. Now, Hurry. Haruhi would probably be in the 2nd level by now."

"Really? Thanks mate, I owe you one." Nekozawa nodded, and Harry left without another word.

"And now.. the fun begins." Nekozawa said, grinning. "I'm sorry Beelzenef, you're going to have to sit this one out."

Harry ran, he ran like he had never run before. Okay, maybe he ran a little bit slower than when he and Dudley were being chased in the park, but he still ran fast. Finally, he saw that head of chocolate-brown hair and the cast, and cried, "Haruhi!"

She turned around, gasping when she saw him running at her. "What are you doing here? I thought that you'd be home by now!" She said. He gave her a hug, panting from the running, but relieved.

"I-I have a surprise for you."

"What?"

"Come on! Not here, we have to go home."

"No, tell me now."

"Get into your Christmas spirit, we have to go now."

"I don't really like surprises."

"I know Haruhi, but you'll love this!"

"Then tell me what it is!" Haruhi said.

Harry stopped grinning. "What.. what's wrong with your eye..?"

"What? There's nothing wrong with my eye.."

"Oh yes there is," Harry said. He dragged her into the boys' bathroom to look into the mirror.

Oh crap, Haruhi thought Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap. You're an idiot Haruhi, you're not supposed to let people get you interested like that! Okay, stay calm. Play it off. "I don't see anything."

"Haruhi! It's.. it's.. yellow!"

"What are you talking about?" Haruhi said, walking out of the room, Harry was left there, dumbfounded. He charged out behind her, but stopped when he saw her just standing in front of the window. "Now that, I see." Harry's jaw dropped, he saw a hooded figure flying around, and could faintly hear it yelling "Yahoo!"

"Isn't that your broomstick?"

"What?" Harry looked closer at the figure, and it was, indeed, his firebolt. "What the.."

"That's... that's Nekozawa-sempai."

"That's why he told me to leave my broom in his room.."

"Is it.. is it okay that he's riding it in the rain?"

"It's fine, broomsticks should be able to make it through most kinds of weather. Nekozawa knows how to take care of all things magical. You know, he put a spell on the entire school so that all people who don't accept magic can't see it. He's a powerful.. er, I don't know if he's a sorcerer, a wizard, or just-"

"I've never seen sempai have so much fun." Haruhi said, smiling. "I've really, never seen him genuinely happy." Harry put his arm around her shoulder, and she rested her head on him.

"Do you mind staying here with me, until he's done with my broom?"

"I don't mind."

"Then I'll give you your surprise now.." He said. Using his free hand, he got out the bottle of Skele-Grow that he took from his trunk.

"What's this?"

"Hear me out first. Yes, you might feel a little bit of pain but, it beats walking around with a cast for the next few months."

"What?"

"It fixes bones. Well, technically, it grows bones, but it should work. I'll do what I can about the pain. I'm not gonna let you be in agony." Haruhi gave him a rib-crushing hug.

"You're the best. The absolute best." She said, kissing his cheek. "I can't believe that you would do something like this for me."

"Well, you know. You've got to be as safe as possible, now of all times."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't tell anybody, especially Ron but.. there's a werewolf somewhere in town."

Haruhi froze, "You're lying."

"I'm not. I saw it on my way home from the store last week. Looked me right in the eye."

"Did it hurt you?" She asked "Did it bite you anywhere?"

"No, no. It ran away. Stared at the moon, looked at me, then ran off. Are you okay? You're sweating."

"I'm fine, it's just hot here."

"Okay, well.. would you like to take the Skele-Grow now?"

"S-Sure"

Harry led her into Nekozawa's clubroom, where he was sure that they wouldn't be disturbed. He opened the bottle with a pop, and handed it to Haruhi. "The moment you feel any pain, you scream, okay?"

Haruhi nodded. She had a higher tolerance for pain, after all that had happened. She could fake it, hopefully. She took the bottle from him, and Harry squeezed her hand tightly. She put the opening of the bottle to her mouth, and drank. It had no taste, but then again, how would she know if it did? She took a few sips, then pulled it away from her mouth. Harry took the bottle from her and put the lid on, without saying a word.

"Okay, let's go." Harry said, putting his arm under hers and around her back. "It's a long way home." He grabbed his invisibility cloak from the armchair and putting it over his shoulder.

The door was opened by Nekozawa, who stumbled in drowsily. "Che-haaaa~"

"Have fun?" Harry asked, taking his Firebolt from him.

"Where are you two going?" Nekozawa asked "Not out in that rain, no no no."

"How else do you presume we leave?" Haruhi asked.

"The same way Potter-san got here." Haruhi looked at Harry. "Fujioka-san, I presume you're pretty up to date on the whole situation?"

"Er, sure."

"Great." Nekozawa pointed his index finger up with the rest of his fingers bent towards his palm. He other hand was flat under that one, and he began to mutter under his breath. A green circle of light appeared around the couple and Haruhi held onto Harry tighter. She closed her eyes tightly and Harry held her close. Next thing that they knew, they were right outside of the door leading into their separate apartments.

"You know what's funny?"

"What?"

"Skele-Grow tastes like absolute crap, and you didn't even flinch." Harry said. "When I had it, I had to spit it out. Nearly threw up." Haruhi froze. She let out small, unintelligible whimpers. "You all right?" Harry asked. Haruhi put a hand to her chest painfully and dropped to the floor, her heart beating very fast. "Haruhi, what happened?"

"I'm so sorry.." She said, she furrowed her brow and her cheekbone twitched a few times. "I didn't mean to..." She put her hand over her eye.

Harry lifted her head by the chin "Sorry for what?" No response. "Haruhi." Haruhi threw herself onto him in a hug. He pulled her away from him, and put her hand down, his face numb from what he saw. Her eye glowed such a bright blue, Harry's jaw dropped immediately.

"Wh-Wh... so..I.. how is this... the bathroom!"

"I'm sorry!" she said, looking away from him. This time when she spoke, a little bit of fire flew from her mouth; Harry waved his hands around from the scare.

"You.. you're a.. you're a.. you're a bloody dragon?"


Your subjects are weary of this task... They fear the unknown power..

No matter.. It will be in my possession soon enough. I am in no rush... Voldemort whispered back, stroking Nagini's side.


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