So I realise that I have been updating my story a lot these past few days so, from now on i'm going to slow down a bit, so don't worry if I don't post for a while.
In response to a review I got today, I completely understand wanting to speed the story up a bit, I definitely want things between Harry and Draco to intensify, I just want to make sure that its realistic with the way i'm portraying the characters. So read this chapter and see what you think. I'm always up for suggestions and comments, so please do write a review. Enjoy.
Chapter 5 - Secrets and lies
As time went on Harry looked forward to potions classes more and more. Harry wouldn't exactly call himself and Malfoy friends, but they did have a sort of truce. They could manage a small conversation together before Malfoy became unbearably, well, Malfoy, and Harry would have to leave him alone. Furthermore, now whenever they passed in a corridor, they had begun to nod their heads towards each other, almost like a greeting. Hermione had begun to notice that the air had shifted slightly with regard to them both. So, one day before his Potions lesson, Hermione confronted him alone away from everyone else.
"Harry, what exactly is going on between you and Malfoy? You seem almost civil with each other now.
For some unknown reason Harry's heart began to beat faster. "I honestly don't know Hermione, he's been acting so weird recently. But he is definitely getting better at being less of an ass, although I do have to get away from him sometimes. At least i'm not dreading potions as much as I was." Harry decided that it was time to tell hermione part of the truth, just to get her off of his case a bit.
"Well, okay Harry, just be careful, I still don't think you can trust him. But for gods sake, do not repeat this to Ron. He still loathes Malfoy, and if he even suspects that you're growing soft, there'll be hell to pay!" Hermione warned him, then left him to finish getting ready. Harry decided that Hermione was probably right, so he thought to himself 'from now on i'll keep my questions and feelings about Malfoy to myself' Just to avoid any arguments.
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Walking in to Potions, his last lesson for the day, Harry started walking to the back of the class room ready to greet Malfoy as usual, when he noticed that something was wrong. As he stepped closer he could see that his usual pale face was even paler if that were even possible, and Harry noticed that Malfoy's hands shook slightly as he clutched a small piece of parchment tightly. Harry took another step forward, just in Malfoy's eye sight, immediately, the parchment was gone, hidden inside his bag probably, his face had changed from almost white to a soft pink, probably due to Harry catching him off guard. This change happened so quickly that Harry thought he might have been dreaming, though Malfoy's hands still shook slightly.
Coming up to his seat, Harry turned to Malfoy, "Are you alright Malfoy, you look like you've seen a ghost?" Harry tried to make him self sound light and sarcastic, but Malfoy did not reciprocate the way Harry had hoped.
"I'm fine!" He snapped, but Harry could tell that he was anything but fine.
"What was that piece of parchment you had in your hands?" Once again he went for airy and slightly curious.
"None of your damn business Potter! Now leave me alone!" Malfoy, with an angered and pained expression on his face dragged his bag over to the next table and moved as far away from Harry as he could.
During the lesson, Harry could not concentrate. All lesson he thought about what Malfoy had said. Why was he this upset over Malfoy? That never happened? Harry was slowly beginning to realise that over the past few weeks, he had actually enjoyed chatting with Malfoy, even if their conversations were filled with sarcasm and sometimes rudeness. His mind also wondered to that piece of parchment; what was it? Why was Malfoy so shaken by it? Why didn't he want Harry to know? By the end of the lesson, Harry was left with one putrid mess in his cauldron, and a plan. He was going to follow Draco for the rest of the evening under his invisibility cloak to see what he was up to once and for all.
When the lesson finally finished, as Harry predicted, Malfoy was the first one out of the door, closely followed by Harry. Quickly Harry ducked behind a tapestry and got out his invisibility cloak. Walking back into the corridor, he looked around for Malfoy and just spotted him turning the corner. Harry had a very difficult time navigating his way through all of the students wandering around, and on several occasions nearly lost sight of Malfoy. However the longer Harry followed him, the less crowded the corridors became. Malfoy, it seemed headed straight for the Slytherin common room, but Harry didn't dare go inside, so he waited outside the entrance to the dungeons, silently hoping that Malfoy would reappear. After ten minutes Harry got his wish. Malfoy rushed out of the dungeons, and headed for the stairs; the way he was acting seemed very strange to Harry. Usually Malfoy walked around the castle as if he owned the place, but now, he seemed almost frightened. His pale blue eyes were open wide, and his wand was out in front of him. 'Something was very wrong' Harry thought. After several flights of stairs Harry realised where they were headed: The room of requirement. What was Malfoy doing? Harry saw the tall blond boy, walk up to the wall, then pace back and forth three times. Slowly, Harry could see a magnificent door emerging from the wall. Once it had appeared completely Malfoy hauled it open and stepped inside. Seizing his chance, Harry raced to the door, and managed to squeeze through before it shut.
Looking around, Harry could see that they were in the room where people over centuries had hidden things. Harry remembered when this room was piled high with random objects, he would always have to be careful not to get lost. Now, the sight that met Harry's eyes was a very different one. The last time he had been in that room, a fire had raged through the place, burning everything to the ground. This was where Harry had found the lost diadem, one of Voldemort's horcruxes. Harry felt overwhelmed with feelings, tears stung his eyes as he remembered the great battle, and he forced himself not to sob out loud.
Recovering, from his momentary lapse, Harry continued to follow Malfoy through the winding piles of ash until Malfoy stopped at a place where the fire had caused the least damage. Taking out the piece of parchment, he looked through it one more time. Harry could sense that whatever was on that parchment was bad. Enough to frighten, a boy who so rarely showed any feelings. Creeping closer, Harry tried to read what it said.
He moved closer,
and closer.
Harry could almost make out the first word…
CLANG!
Without realising, Harry had kicked a metal pot lying on the floor. Inwardly cursing Harry slowly looked up, to find Malfoy, wand out and raised…
Inches from Harry's Heart.
So i'm leaving this chapter on a bit of a cliff hanger (sorry to everyone reading this who doesn't know whats going to happen) Please review! I loving hearing everyones thoughts :)
