Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot. The characters, settings etc all belong to JK Rowling.
A/N: I'm using the veela theme here, I know it's widely used and if I have used a storyline that belongs to someone else, it is purely by accident. Except for the veela theme.
Also, this is a slash fic, Harry and Draco slash. It is rated R for sex and language. If you find this offensive, then don't read. To everyone else… read and review!!
Title: Smells Like A Teen Spirit
Summary: Draco's a rare blood- half veela, half elf. And Harry's his mate. Now all Draco has to do is seduce Harry. Right? Well… It's not that simple after all, as Draco soon finds out. Read & Review!!
A/N: Thanks again for the reviews! I'm so sorry I haven't been able to update for so long… I was away at camp… Anyways, here's the next chapter! And replies to your reviews… there's so many I can't reply to everyone, but I try! If I didn't reply, it's not cos I don't want to, it's cos there's too many! Well enjoy! And don't forget to review!
Flammy: Lol… Thanks for reviewing every chapter! I think this chapter's gonna be more… well, sad, sort of… bittersweet's the word…
Yana5: She will pay. I just haven't thought of an appropriate punishment yet. Read on, I think you'll like this chapter anyway…
Skeet: Yeah I know how it sucks to get cheated on. (sigh) but well here's my update!
elisandra1: Updating as soon as possible!
Mistress Vamp: Haha… well here's chapter SEVEN!
Maira: Epic? Ok you're making me like you already! Well Draco'll take action towards Harry after they get together. He'll be the male one, buying Harry presents and stuff. Prolly in the next chappie.
Magic- Shield: Yes poor Draco! But hey he's got Harry. That's good enough!
Eminem4eva: Haha… Thanks for (not) waiting!
Chaotic kat: It's payback but I'm not sure what yet… any suggestions?
Addmoose2004: Lavender lotion!! Haha!! Nah, I don't think that has anything to do with this! You're so cute!
BlahnessMucho: Yeah fuck no! Harry's the only one for Draco!
Brigitte: I did have a nice time. Though I'm glad to be back and write! Thanks!
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Gryffindorgrl86: Thanks, I had a difficult time over how the kiss should happen. Yeah well… you gotta read to find out what Hermione has to do with all this. I think that part's a bit fuzzy though, I had a hard time over that… I hope you still like it! Oh and it's not Lavender's fault she's portrayed like that in fics… there's just not many other people to feature!
Thedarkside45: Lavender's the kind of person I'd love to hate. I'd kill her, too.
Jill: Thanks!
ChronoClockXVII: Hehe. Yeah I'll get Lavender, but that's a bit too violent, no? haha.
Hoshiko-Malfoy: Dean and Seamus? Hmmm. Yeah that's a possibility! About the punishment… I'm ashamed to say I haven't come up with a good enough one yet! Any suggestions?
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saturn152002: I do want to become a writer but I don't think I'm that good yet! Thanks anyway, you make me feel awesome. (",) hope this is long enough…
Crimson Coloured Cloaked Figure: Well it's not exactly soon, but it's as soon as possible!
Lyra Skywalker: Yeah Lavender's being a horrible bitch. Ugh.
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Alora: Camp was fun… but anyway… yes Harry and Draco forever!
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Sheree: Haha… Harry's being shy… hahaha! He will stop being a stupid ass!
Spirit element: Haha yeah it took Harry long enough! They'll kiss more, yay!
Kavfh: Hope you love this chapter too!
Sugar-n-spice1: you said it. How can the two hottest, finest guys be hot for each other and the whole world not notice?!
Goldensong: Thanks! I think I'm a bit angsty at the moment, it explains the sad part…
Zoomaphonethepirate: Sorry! This is the soonest I can update! Yeah, grr at Lavender. I don't like her character either…
Magikphoenix: Hey! The next chapter's up! Haha…
A dark/light 99: haha… I can't kill her! I would love to though. Well… I don't know about this being a great hpdm story, it's just my fantasies and problems all bundled up together in a fanfic! But DO continue reading!
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Emma: Yeah she's gonna pay. Poor Draco!
Childrenwithblades: No problem, you go write whatever you want! But if it's very similar to this then I'd like a little mention somewhere. Heh. But if you wanna use the elfin veela concept, then go ahead. Just change the storyline or something, you don't have to give me credits for the elfin veela thing… it's really up to you… but I must say… Draco and Ron?? Well. It'll be interesting! I'm with Draco and Harry, though. Hehe. I've read really good hpdm fics too, I'll bookmark them soon and you can go check 'em out. They're my inspiration!
Slash-Lover: I'm not killing her! I'm not a murderer! I'll settle for torture. Heh.
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Chapter Seven: New Beginnings
Ron rushed up the stairs to the boys' dormitories, Hermione close behind. He rummaged through Harry's things, muttering "Marauder's Map" under his breath. He found the piece of parchment, clutching it in his hand.
Hermione stood beside him, impatient. She'd never seen Harry break down publicly since Sirius's death, but she and Ron both knew well enough that Harry sometimes slipped out at night. She remembered watching him cry softly, all alone by the lake, when she and Ron had followed him once to make sure he was safe. She peered over Ron's shoulder. The dot labeled "Harry Potter" was located beside the lake. She looked at Ron grimly and they both rushed off, Hermione thankful that Ron's hand held hers tightly.
They slowed down when they reached the lake, approaching Harry's slightly shaking form cautiously.
Hermione crouched down and laid a hand on Harry's shoulder tentatively. Her heart tugged when he turned around slowly, his tear- stained face glistening in the moonlight.
"Harry," she said softly. He stared at her, silent tears rolling down his face. She bit her lip uncertainly. She wasn't sure of what to say next. How was she going to tell him about Draco?
Ron stepped forward and knelt beside her.
"Harry, Draco needs you," he said slowly. Harry turned his stare to him.
Ron paused. "You need him more than he needs you." Harry laughed, a short, bitter laugh.
"I was stupid enough to lose him before I even had him," he clenched his fists.
Ron shook his head. "You haven't lost him, Harry. He loves you. You're his mate, and now that he knows it beyond a shadow of doubt, he'll always love you," he said earnestly.
Harry pressed his eyes shut, fresh tears threatening to spill. He'll always love you. Coming from Ron, this was bigger reassurance than almost anything else.
"You're sure?" he looked at Ron hopefully. Ron nodded. Harry smiled slowly, then looked down again.
"It still hurts," he said softly. Hermione sighed beside him.
"Oh, Harry." She threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. She pulled away a moment later, looking straight at him.
"Lavender saw you going to Draco's dorm the other night. When you didn't come down to breakfast, she put two and two together and confronted me about you being his mate," she flushed at the memory. "I told her you were gay, and that you would never be interested in her either way, and that it was none of her business if you were Draco's mate," She glowered at the ground. "She was angry and jealous, Harry. I had to tell her something before she was willing to promise to keep it to herself, about you being Draco's mate. She believed what she saw, and she threatened to let the whole school know." She blushed in embarrassment. "It's all my fault," she muttered darkly.
Harry patted her back. "Come on, Hermione. It's not your fault. Draco's the elfin veela. He was the one who mistook Lavender for his mate," he said, his voice breaking.
Hermione looked up angrily.
"Harry, do you know what happens if elfin veela commit themselves to anyone other than their mate? Or if someone other than their mate reveals the identity of their mate?"
Harry frowned, shaking his head. Did it really matter how Draco found out about his mate? He didn't think so.
Hermione sighed. "I should have warned you earlier," she said, frustrated. "Elfin veela are highly emotional, Harry. Their mate means the world to them. Rejection from their mate is probably the only thing that can destroy them, besides alcohol," she paused for breath.
"They feel that they have failed their mate if they don't find their mates themselves. They feel ashamed if someone else reveals their mate's identity; they start thinking that their mate is not happy with their destiny," she looked at Harry. "And when they can't find their mate, they just become desperate and lonely." Harry looked down, regret flowing through him.
"Draco was so close to realizing it was you, Harry. Blaise overheard my conversation with Lavender. He understands this. That was why he kept it a secret, about you being Draco's mate. It was up to you to let Draco know."
Harry stared at her, his heart aching.
Hermione continued. "If elfin veela commit to anyone other than their mate, they slowly lose their powers. When they realize something's wrong, they are so afraid of having wronged their real mate that they become highly emotional and depressed." She paused, unsure of how to continue. She took a deep breath.
"Lavender used your custom- made body lotion- the one that smells of you- and she spiked the drinks she gave Draco. Two glasses of strong vodka, combined with the scent that Draco identified his mate with had its effects on Draco," she stopped, swallowing. Harry was looking at her, confused. She shook her head, afraid that she would break into tears if she continued.
Beside her, Ron spoke up. "Harrry, Draco's unconscious. Dumbledore's not sure if he'll make it."
Harry stared at him, speechless, then he jumped up.
He was not losing someone else. Draco was his.
"Where is he?" he demanded, frantic.
"Hospital wing," Ron said quickly.
Harry took off, Ron and Hermione rushing to catch up with him.
Harry sprinted as fast as he could, gasping for breath as he burst into the hospital wing. He skidded to an abrupt stop, Ron and Hermione narrowly missing him.
Draco lay in the ward, paler than Harry had ever seen him. He was tossing and turning, his face contorted with pain. Harry's throat constricted. Professor Dumbledore, Snape and McGonagall stood around him, identical worried looks on their faces. Madame Pomfrey was flipping the pages of a large, dusty volume desperately.
Professor Dumbledore turned to Harry. "Harry, are you certain that you are Draco's real mate?" he asked gravely.
Harry nodded quickly. He remembered his hesitation before, in Dumbledore's office with Draco, and he reddened.
"I didn't tell you earlier because- " Professor Dumbledore raised his hand, cutting him off.
"It doesn't matter now, Harry. What matters is that you are his real mate." He said it quietly, looking at Draco. He was laying still, mumbling incoherently, his eyes still pressed shut.
Harry swallowed. "Yes, sir. I had the dream with the elfin veela necklace." He moved to Draco and held his hand. He bit his lip. Draco's hand was ice- cold.
Draco stopped mumbling for a moment, laying absolutely still. Then he slowly parted his lips. "Harry," he whispered, his face filled with pain.
Harry held his hand tight. He bit back the tears. "Open your eyes," he whispered. Draco's eyes remained closed.
Madame Pomfrey looked at them sadly. "I've tried everything I know and everything in the book. Nothing works," she shook her head.
Professor Dumbledore laid a hand on Harry's shoulder.
"You can stay here if you want," he said quietly. "His fate rests in your hands now."
Harry looked at him, nodding slowly. Professor Dumbledore looked at him a moment. "He'll pull through for you," he said, loudly enough only for Harry to hear. "Give him a reason to come back." Harry looked at the Professor. He wished he could change everything, make things different… He'd be with Draco, they'd both be happy… He nodded. "I will."
Professor Dumbledore nodded to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. They walked heavily away from Draco.
Professor Snape paused as he passed Harry. "Take care of him," he said shortly. Harry nodded, and Snape smiled tightly, a short genuine smile. Professor McGonagall stopped and hugged Harry. A lump formed in his throat. He nodded at her as she sniffed, smiling sadly.
Hermione and Ron rushed forward as soon as the teachers had left. Dumbledore had given them five minutes to stay.
"Take care, mate. He's a Malfoy, he'll be back in no time," Ron attempted a joke. Harry smiled at his friend, thankful for his concern. Over a Malfoy, too. Hermione pulled them both in for a tight hug. "He'll be fine my tomorrow morning, Harry. You wait and see. As soon as he realizes you still want him back, he'll pull through," she looked at Harry earnestly.
Harry glanced at Draco's unconscious form. He forced a smile. "Yeah, he'll be fine," he echoed. Madame Pomfrey came to shoo them away, and Hermione and Ron left reluctantly.
Harry turned to Draco. He lay still, quiet. His features were tensed, and his face was paler than before. Harry closed his eyes tightly, willing it all to be a dream, but when he opened them again, Draco still lay unconscious before him.
Madame Pomfrey sighed. "You'd better get some sleep," she said quietly, pointing her wand at Draco's bed. It magically expanded; there was just enough room for Harry to join Draco.
Harry smiled at her gratefully, and she patted his shoulders reassuringly. "You go make him feel better, he'll be back in no time," she said.
He nodded, turning to Draco. Madame Pomfrey laid out a set of clean pyjamas on the bed.
"I'll leave now," she looked at Harry, concern shining in her eyes. "Call for me if you need anything." Harry nodded mutely.
She smiled at him and turned to go. Harry watched her retreating back, feeling more alone than ever. He turned to Draco again. He was not letting Draco go. Ron's voice rang in his head. He needed Draco. He was not letting him go.
He quickly changed into the clean pyjamas and removed his shoes and glasses, climbing into bed with Draco for the second time. Memories of the last time he spent in bed with Draco came rushing back, and he felt a fresh wave of sadness as he remembered Draco snuggling into his arms in his sleep. He brushed away the tears angrily, moving closer to Draco and wrapping his arms around the elfin veela protectively. Draco stirred, turning to face him.
Harry stared at Draco's face. Even in that state, Draco was beautiful. He looked like an angel. Harry caressed Draco's face gently.
"I love you," he whispered, planting a soft kiss on Draco's lips. He wrapped his body around Draco's, pulling the covers up around them to keep them warm. Draco lay still, unconscious. His face was still contorted in pain. Harry's heart broke.
He felt Draco's forehead. It was unnaturally warm, though Draco's hands were ice- cold. He blinked back his tears, kissing Draco's forhead tenderly.
"Wake up," he whispered. "I need you." He leant in and pressed his lips against Draco's gently. He thought he felt Draco stir, but when he slowly pulled away to look, Draco remained unconscious. He sighed. He held Draco close in his arms and buried his nose in Draco's apple- scented hair, closing his eyes shut. His tears wet Draco's hair as he slowly cried himself to sleep.
Draco felt a throbbing pain in his head. His muscles ached, and he felt a shallow pain- as if there was an empty void in his heart. He frowned. There was something else, though. He suddenly felt warm and secure. A pair of arms wrapped themselves tightly around him, and a reassuring, warm feeling flooded through him. The throbbing slowly decreased. Then he felt a pair of lips pressing gently against his. A familiar scent enveloped him. His mate. Could it be? Was Harry really there with him? He tried opening his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy. He slumped helplessly against Harry's arms.
His mind wandered as the memories that had been taunting him came flooding back. Harry watching him kissing Lavender, Harry kissing him, Harry telling him he was his mate, Harry saying sorry… The throbbing came back. He heard someone crying softly, and his heart clenched as he realized who it was. His mate. He despised himself. Harry was crying because of him. He lay back, confused. If Harry didn't want him, what was he doing, sleeping beside him? He struggled to think straight, pushing away the memories desperately. Harry's arms wrapped themselves tightly around Draco again, and Draco soon heard steady, even breathing. Harry was asleep.
He buried himself in Harry's arms, too tired to think anymore. His eyelids burned. He longed to open his eyes, to make sure he was sleeping with Harry and not someone else… He shivered, and Harry woke up.
Harry rubbed his back gently. Draco slowly stopped shivering. "Draco," he whispered. "Draco, I'm here. I'm your mate. Harry. Wake up, Draco. I need you." He looked at Draco's unconscious face desperately. Draco frowned in his sleep. Harry shook his head slowly. It was as if Draco couldn't hear him. He stared at Draco, willing him to wake up. A wave of tiredness hit him, but he ignored it, not looking away from Draco. He slowly drifted off to sleep.
Draco's mind was swimming. Images kept flooding in. The first time he met Harry, all those times he'd tormented Harry, the time he first saw Harry after receiving his Inheritance- that time in the train, when he first thought that Harry might be the one, Harry spending the night with him, Harry confessing that he'd lied to spend the night with him, him kissing Lavender, Harry rejecting him… He heard someone whispering, and he could barely make out the words.
I'm your mate. Harry……… Draco. I need you.
He shook his head desperately, unable to clear the fog in his head. Harry was there with him. He knew it. He struggled to open his eyes, but he couldn't. He gave up, sinking into Harry's arms. He fell into a deep sleep.
Harry blinked, squinting. Was it daytime already? He slowly looked around him. Someone had drawn the curtains, letting sunshine flood the room. He could make out what looked like breakfast on a table in front of the bed. As far as he could see, the two of them were still alone. He turned to his bedside table. Sure enough, there was a note. He slowly disentangled himself from Draco, careful not to disturb him. He reached for the note, holding it close so he could read it without his glasses.
"Harry-
Have breakfast in the ward. Do not leave Draco unless you absolutely have to. Miss Granger has convinced me that the more you stay by him, the faster he will come to.
Albus Dumbledore"
He set down the note slowly, turning to look at Draco. He looked much more peaceful than the night before, and much less pale. There was a faint tinge of colour in his cheeks. He sighed. Draco looked like he was sleeping, an innocent, endearing expression on his face. If only he were just sleeping… Harry brushed away a few strands of stray blond hair from his face, then leant in and kissed Draco on the lips. He closed his eyes, savouring the softness of the blonde's lips. He lay still, then felt an ever so slight movement from beneath him. His eyes flew open. He felt it again. Draco's mouth was moving under his. He froze, unsure of what to do.
"Harry?" Draco whispered uncertainly. Was Harry kissing him? He felt an overwhelming sense of relief and happiness. "Harry?" he said again, louder this time. He slowly opened his eyes, squinting immediately to shield himself from the sudden light.
Harry stared at Draco, unable to believe his eyes. He broke into a huge smile, laughing when he heard his name. "I'm here, you prat! You nearly got me worried to death," Harry laughed, his eyes twinkling. He looked down at Draco affectionately. Draco's eyes widened. Harry's heart skipped a beat when he saw Draco's gorgeous silver- blue eyes again. "I'm here," he said, softly this time. He felt that familiar flip- flop as Draco smiled tentatively.
Draco tried to sit up, wincing from the pain. Harry braced him up gently. "Thanks," Draco muttered. He stole a glance at Harry. Had Harry really forgiven him? He smiled tentatively, and Harry blushed red almost immediately. His heart danced. Yep, it looked like Harry had forgiven him. He beamed.
"You really stayed with me all night?" he looked at Harry with wide eyes. Harry blushed harder. "Well, how could I not, with you like that? You scared me like hell," Harry replied defensively.
Draco grinned. "Thanks," he said sincerely, looking into Harry's eyes. He'd missed those green eyes. Harry melted. "Just don't do anything like that again," he warned, smiling.
Draco's expression turned serious. "Harry, I'm sorry. About Lavender," he looked down, biting his lip.
Harry smiled gently. "It's okay. I was at fault, too. I should've hurried and told you," he reached in and cupped Draco's chin, lightly lifting it up so that Draco looked into his eyes. "I like it when you call me Harry, Draco." He stared into Draco's eyes, smiling happily.
Draco smiled back. "I'll call you Harry all you want, but I want something in return too." Harry raised his eyebrows, confused. "What's that? I'll call you Draco too, I don't really like Malfoy anyway."
Draco smirked. "Not that. This." He leant in, closing the distance between them. He sighed happily when his lips met Harry's soft mouth. Harry gasped, and he slowly slid his tongue into Harry's mouth. An overwhelming sensation flooded his body, and he felt happier than he had in ages. Harry's tongue met his, and he savoured the feeling. He felt Harry's hand buried in this hair and moaned softly. He reached out his hand, running it along Harry's smoothly muscled chest. Harry groaned just as the door flew open. They jumped apart, Harry blushing furiously. Draco simply smirked.
"Awww," Pansy called, walking toward them. Beside her, Blaise snickered. "Not so sorry anymore, eh, Harry?" Harry blushed, glaring at Draco. Draco simply smirked.
Pansy caught Draco in a friendly hug, and Blaise joined in. They pulled apart, smiling. "You got us so worried last night," Blaise looked at Draco, then turned to Harry. "Thanks for taking care of him." He smiled sincerely, and Harry smiled back. Pansy hugged Harry warmly. "Yeah, thanks for taking care of our one and only Drakey." Harry laughed, turning to Draco. "Drakey?" Draco pouted. "Yeah, bully the patient," he sniffed.
"Aww, stop acting cute," Harry grinned. Draco looked adorable, with his blond hair slightly out of place and dressed up in hospital pyjamas, sitting on the bed cross- legged like he was then.
"Why should I stop? You like me better cute, don't you?" Draco grinned, and Harry blushed. "I love you just the way you are," he said softly. Draco beamed, snuggling in to Harry's side. He kissed Harry's cheek. "I love you too," he smiled. "I heard you last night, you know. Everything you said. I was so afraid you were going to leave me," he looked at Harry worriedly. Harry shook his head. "I would never leave you," he said quietly. "I need you," he said softly, his voice low. Draco looked into his eyes, surprised but happy with the love he saw. He smiled. "I'll never leave you too," he promised, leaning his head against Harry's chest.
Pansy sighed. "You two look so good together. The two hottest guys in Hogwarts, getting it on with each other. Ooh." She closed her eyes in mock adoration. "Mind a threesome?" she batted her eyelids at Harry. He looked at her uncertainly, and Draco burst out laughing. Blaise hit her arm playfully. "I thought I was the hottest guy in Hogwarts," he complained. Pansy turned to him. "Oh, you are," she leant in. They started kissing passionately, and Harry cleared his throat, embarrassed. Draco gagged. "Cut it out, you two. We can create our own show, thank you very much."
Pansy and Blaise broke off. Blaise raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Let's see, then. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy, snogging the daylights out of each other." He smirked. "This will be hot to watch," he winked at Harry. Harry promptly blushed. He had no time to react, however, when Draco grabbed him and pressed his mouth against his. He raised his arms in protest, but couldn't help but moan when Draco moved his mouth against his. He allowed Draco to push him over gently on his back. Draco lay on top of him, and his hips buckled involuntarily when Draco's erection pressed against his. Draco slowly pulled away, smirking at him. Harry glared, flushing, and hit Draco with a pillow. Blaise snickered, and Pansy sighed. "That was hot. You have good taste, Drakey." It was Draco's turn to glare. "Don't call me that," he grabbed the pillow from Harry and threw it at her. She ducked, and it missed her by a couple of inches. She stuck out her tongue. Draco rolled his eyes and turned to Harry.
"My life story," he said dramatically, gesturing to Pansy and Blaise. Harry chuckled. Just then, the door opened again, and Professor Dumbledore stepped in, with Hermione and Ron.
"Draco! You're awake!" Hermione rushed over. "Harry! Oh, I'm so happy for you! You two are so stupid," she burst into tears. Draco looked at her, amused. "Yeah, Granger, I'm awake, and yes, Harry has been acting rather stupid lately," he replied good- naturedly. He didn't even mind the first- name basis, Granger was someone he would have made friends with in an instant if she'd been in Slytherin. All that brains. He turned to Ron. Now that was a slightly different matter…
"Weasley," he greeted him. Ron smiled uncertainly. "Malfoy," he said, unsure of what to say. Harry laughed. "Oh, for goodness' sake! You've known each other since forever!" Draco smirked. "Well, Weasley, nice to see you again," he said, holding back a snicker. The guy looked like he was meeting the Pope, he was so nervous. "Er, yeah, nice to see you too," he managed, then turned away awkwardly.
Hermione was already chatting with Pansy and Blaise, and they were laughing at something she was saying. Ron hurried off to join them, leaving Draco and Harry alone with the Professor.
"Draco, Harry. I see you're both fine and well," he addressed them, his eyes twinkling. Harry smiled and nodded. Draco smiled gratefully.
"Thank you. Sorry for causing a disturbance last night during dinner," he said quietly. Professor Dumbledore was taken aback with Draco's maturity, but he didn't show it. It seemed this union was going to be responsible for a lot of changes. He smiled warmly.
"Well, that has all been taken care of. What about some breakfast now? I'm sure you're both hungry, given what you just went through," he gestured to the table before them. It was laden with food, much like the breakfast Harry had had in Draco's dorm a few days ago. Harry's stomach rumbled loudly, and he smiled embarrassedly. "Yeah, I think I'll have some food, thanks," he got up, gently pulling Draco up with him. They walked hand in hand towards the table, laughing along the way. They sat down and dug into the food, Draco serving Harry additional helpings. The headmaster watched them with a light feeling. He smiled, and slowly walked out of the room. His job here was done. This was just the beginning of a long journey for the two boys, and he was glad for their friends. Granger, Weasley, Blaise Zambini and Pansy were loyal to them. He know he could rely on them to take care of Harry and Draco to their fullest ability.
Meanwhile, Ron, Hermione, Pansy and Blaise watched Harry and Draco, happy that at last they'd both gotten together. They laughed, and Blaise's face hardened, last night coming back to mind. He turned to the other three.
"I believe there's some unfinished business for us," he said darkly.
Hermione took one look and him and understood. "Brown," she nodded, her eyes flashing. Pansy looked at her in amazement. The things you never know. She nodded. Brown would get what she deserved. Ron narrowed his eyes. "She's asking for it," he muttered. They looked at each other, both in surprise and determination. They were working together. And someone had to pay.
Phew! I finally got that done! I hope you like it, it's a bit draggy, but it somehow works better like that… Review!! Thanks! Oh and any suggestions for Lavender's punishment? I can't decide on a good- enough one. (No, I am NOT going to kill her!!)