Chapter three is up! Yay for us – by us I mean me as the writer, you as the reader and my character's as themselves of course! Thanks to all my reviewers, I thank you. To all my readers, I thank you as well but you don't review so I don't know who you are. Lol
I don' own Harry Potter - just all the books, a bunch of collectibles, and a poster that's up on my wall. If I did Cedric, Sirius, and Dumbledore wouldn't have all died. The one major drawback of the books – everyone cool dies or so it seems in the books but I still love and adore J K Rowling. End of THAT story. There's my disclaimer! It's all done and over with! Yay, I never have to do it again!
Okay, one very smart reviewer type person (named ) brought something to my attention – the story never stated when Harry told Ron and Hermione he was dating Malfoy but Harry tells Malfoy they know about their relationship. Well, hears the answer to that question for all you curios people: the conversation didn't end there in the common room after Harry said he was bisexual – there was the stretch of time between that moment it cut away until breakfast the next day. I wanted to see if anyone would notice. Work with me people, come on! Lol, just kidding, thank you so much .
On with the show then, again we get to say it Yay!I-love-exclaimation-points!If-you-don't-love-them-too-I'm-sorry!
'Hyper-ness is the key to happiness!' – A one-of-a-kind princessOFdarkness quote for you all to enjoy!
Chapter 3
(Harry POV)
"What do you mean?" Draco asked me slowly, a curios note lingering in his voice that made my face grow redder than it already was if that was possible. Damn it, I just knew he'd take it like this! I hope her wouldn't be too upset with me, but I can see he is now, I thought sadly. Now he's going to break up with me! I love him; I'm not ready to give him up just yet!
"I'm so sorry Draco! Please don't be angry with me!" I stuttered, tears welling up in my eyes as I said it. I couldn't bear to look at him, to see disappointment in those wonderfully descriptive blue-grey eyes that always told me everything he was thinking and feeling – the windows to his hidden soul he tried to protect and hide away. But he had never been able to hide it from me, which is why I couldn't look him in the face. I turned to walk quickly passed him into the castle, but he grabbed my arms forcing me to stay put. "Please let me go!"
"And where do you think you're going?" Draco asked coldly, his voice trembling slightly as he said it. This is it! Just drop the bomb and tell him you know he wants to break up with you and you're sorry so please don't or something. Um, just ramble! I'm toast!
"Draco I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do it! They forced it out of me last night when I came back to the common room late!" I sniffed, tears slipping down my face. Draco groaned softly, reaching out a pale and slightly shaking hand to wipe them away with his thumb, holding my face tenderly. "Please, I know you're upset but don't break up with me!"
"What are you talking about Harry? Break up with you, where'd you come up with that?" Draco asked blankly as he struggled to comprehend what I was telling him. I looked up at him and sniffed again as tears continued to slide down my face. He grabbed my face between his hands, forcing me to look into his eyes even though I didn't want to just yet for fear of seeing something written there I wasn't ready to see. He looked nearly as sad and miserable as I felt, his gorgeous blue-grey eyes filled with glinting tears as mine were except that he wasn't crying freely like I was. He looked into my eyes for a moment before I saw his expression change suddenly from pitifully sweet and innocent confusion to shocked understanding. "Oh Harry my dear sweet love, you thought I was going to break up with you because you told them that? Is that what the problem is Harry? Is that's what's troubling you so?"
"Aren't – aren't you going to break up with me then Draco?" I asked quietly looking up into his face for the first time of my own free will. Draco laughed, pulling me into his arms. I closed my eyes as he held me against him, contented even as the apprehension of what was to come hovered over me. There was no way he wasn't going to break up with me.
"Of course not, I thought you asked me out here to break up with me! You scared the shit out of me with that vague note over breakfast Harry! Don't you ever leave the details out again or I might have to curse you something dreadful." Draco said sternly, still managing to look very relieved that I wasn't breaking up with him. Where had he come up with me wanting to break up with him? Who the bloody hell did he talk to? I am so confused! What's going on here? I smiled, placing my hands lightly around his neck to pull his lips to mine. His tongue slipped between his lips to trace tenderly over mine, begging entry into my mouth. I let him eagerly inside, his tongue twisting playfully with mine as he explored my mouth. He pushed me up against a stout tree near by, I felt a tear on my chin but couldn't tell if it was his or mine – we were both crying now even though we were happy. I pushed him back so he fell backwards with me onto the ground with me on top of him, my knees locking around his waist as we continued to cry in our happiness. Nothing in the world is better than happy tears.
(End POV)
Ron and Hermione had been sitting in silence eating breakfast when Malfoy had run quickly from the hall toward the front doors to the grounds and the lake.
"Where's Malfoy running off to so quickly?" Hermione asked over her toast. Ron snorted. "What, do you actually have an idea because I haven't the foggiest."
"Isn't it obvious?" Ron sighed loudly, setting down his fork. Redheads really are cursed with bad tempers, Hermione thought as he scowled at her. "He's running off to go snog Harry's brains out and suck the rest of Harry's quickly receding common sense out through his mouth if you know what I mean."
"Ronald Weasley, what did you just say!" George and Fred chorused together as they passed Ron and Hermione on their way to their saved seats with their best friend and partner in crime Lee Jordan. "Do our ears deceive us or did you just say Harry was basically gay?"
"Harry is not gay, so don't go telling everyone he is!" Hermione said quickly, kicking Ron under the table as he opened his mouth to reply. Ron glowered at her, but he kept his mouth shut. "Ron was just kidding, right Ron?"
"Yeah, just kidding guys, Harry's not at all." Ron smiled. It was a cheesy fake smile, but the twin's were too busy to catch on to it. They nodded, obviously still confused and walked away to join Lee in there next great plan – an exploding chocolate candy that popped in the stomach. "Yeah I know Hermione, we're his friends and we shouldn't tell people that I know. I'm just so upset right now!"
"Why are you upset?" Hermione asked, shocked. Please say Ron doesn't secretly have a crush on HARRY when he's dating ME! Oh, I couldn't bear it if he did! Please tell me it isn't true!
"Hermione, I slept in the same dormitory for almost five years with him and he secretly liked looking at guy's butts! You have no idea how upsetting that is to me!" Ron said slowly, gritting his teeth as he shouted quietly at Hermione under his breath. "Bloody 'ell and Draco Malfoy of all people to run around snogging in broom cupboards behind everyone's backs – his own viciously cruel and violent arch enemy?"
"What would you rather he have liked you Ron?" Hermione asked him, anger etched in her voice as she tried to force back the tears she felt rising in her eyes.
"I –" Ron started...
(Draco POV)
"Oh my, what can Potter be thinking of?" I giggled from under Harry as he flipped us over so we went rolling around in the grass. He kissed me hard, his mouth never releasing mine as we rolled around. Around and around we rolled... right into the lake. Cold water rushed all around me as I gasped for air only to have water fill my lungs instead.
(End POV)
Things running through Harry's mind right now: I rolled us into the lake! Damn my love of snogging it always gets me into such trouble! Oh stupid common sense of mine, where have you departed to lately?
Thing's running through Harry's common senses' brain if common sense has a mind of its very own, which in my world it does: I'm too busy to pay attention to you Harry do it yourself! I've been on vacation watching "Friend's" reruns on DVD! Yay, I love Ross and Rachel! And Phobie is just so funny and Joey's a nutcase! Yay, wait a second – why are we in the lake?
Things running through Draco's mind right now: What the bloody hell are we doing in the lake? Oh, shit, we're in the lake! Damn, I can't swim!
Things running through the Giant Squid's mind right now that the two lovers are in the lake underwater with him and his thoughts are more relevant to the story: Can I eat them? Are they yummy? Anything's better than bread crumbs and maybe it includes drowning boys...
(Harry POV)
My brain was pounding in my head as I kicked my way to the surface of the lake. My head broke the surface and I gulped in air, feeling like I'd never properly breathed before. I looked around wildly for Draco to make sure he'd made it up to the surface alright... but I didn't see him anywhere. I began to panic as I continued to search the top of the water for him with no success. Diving back down, pushing myself towards the bottom of the lake I finally found him.
Draco was twisted up in one of the tentacles of the Giant Squid who was pulling him closer and closer to its mouth to...
I kicked harder to propel myself deeper towards them, pulling out my wand as I went. Now, spells are very difficult underwater it's true – but not impossible when you can use nonverbal spells. I was really beginning to love being about to use spells without speaking. The Giant Squid let Draco go immediately and I swam forward to grab him around the waist to pull him up to the surface with me. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly parted; I only hoped he hadn't swallowed too much water or else he might not make it back up the castle in time.
Once I was on top of the water I swam my way to shore, careful to keep Draco ahead of me so that I could keep him from sinking below water level again. I heard shouting and someone yelling and looked up. Professor McGonagall and Hagrid were running toward us as I pulled Draco out of the lake and up onto the bank we had rolled down in the first time. Hagrid immediately picked up Draco and started running back to the castle with him as Professor McGonagall thumped me on the back as I coughed up water.
"Are you alright Potter?" She asked me. She was pale white and shaking again. Why is it that everyone gets this way around me? Do I scare people that much that they have to get all pale and white and shaky? Seriously!
"I'm fine Professor it's Malfoy I'm worried about." I said softly. She raised an eyebrow at me, confused. She still thought I hated him. Okay, time to tell a little story otherwise known as a lie. "I saw him fall in and he didn't resurface. I don't think he can swim Professor."
"Potter, don't lie to me of all people." Professor McGonagall said sternly and I looked up at her, shocked. How could she always see through me so easily? "What has been going on between you and Mr. Malfoy lately? Don't pretend that you haven't been sneaking around with him after hours, sneaking off to behind the greenhouses. What is going on?"
"Professor I – " I started but stopped short biting my lip. What was I supposed to say to her?
"I think I know what's going on Potter, no need to say it if you aren't comfortable saying it out loud." She said quietly patting me on the shoulder. I felt a silent surge of gratitude towards her I couldn't quite explain and I smiled at her, happy. "Why don't you head up to the hospital wing so Madame Pomfrey can have a look at you and you can check on Mr. Malfoy's condition, alright Potter?"
"Thanks Professor." I smiled, running off up the front steps into the castle. Thank God it was Saturday and everyone was in Hogsmead for the weekend trip. I wasn't too keen for a bunch of simpering girls to see me dripping wet right now, you know how it is. They didn't know I was 'taken' at the moment, so they basically threw themselves at me. Not that that was a bad thing or anything...
I rushed up to the hospital wing and was immediately taken in by Madame Pomfrey and placed in the bed next to the one curtained undoubtedly where Draco was resting to recover form our little tumble into the lake. I argued with her that I was fine and I was only here to check on Draco but she wouldn't listen. She won in the end, forcing something slimy and wet down my throat which immediately put me to sleep... and I was... powerless to stop... it... zzzzzzzz...
(End POV)
Things running through Hermione's mind when Professor McGonagall told her Harry was in the hospital wing: What were they doing out there? Wait, I'm not sure I even what to know if it ended them both in the hospital wing...
Thongs running through Ron's mind when Professor McGonagall told him Harry was in the hospital wing: Why was I such a jerk to him anyways? Poor thing, he might have died! I need to go make things right with him, but how...
Thing's running Professor McGonagall's mind right now: Why did I have to pick teaching? Why couldn't I just go into the Ministry of Magic? What was I thinking...
Thing's running through the Giant Squid's mind right now down in the lake: I STILL didn't get anything good to eat! Grrr... Next time one of those scrawny first years goes swimming, I'm not holding back dang it!
(Draco POV)
I felt comfortable and peaceful. I didn't know where I was or how I had gotten there, all I knew was that I was comfortable and didn't want to move from this spot for the rest of my life – not that I could have moved if I had wanted to anyways. My body felt weighted down like it was made of lead.
I blinked and opened my eyes slowly to look around. I was in the hospital wing, but I wasn't alone. Fingers curled lightly and tenderly around my own sending chills down my spine. I smiled up into Harry's face as he looked at me from the bed across from mine.
"Do you feel any better?" He asked and I nodded, unsure if I could speak. "I'm sorry Draco, I didn't mean for us to go rolling into the lake."
"I know you didn't Harry, thanks for the swimming lessons." I laughed, lean across the space between our beds to kiss him quickly on the in case anyone decided at that moment to come through the hospital doors to visit either o us. He smiled turning light pink as he looked away, still holding my hand in his. "So what happened down at the lake anyways? All I remember was rolling in and the swallowing water. Everything goes blank after that."
"Well, the Squid decided you were better food than bread crumbs I guess. He had you all wrapped up in his tentacles and he was going to eat you. I got you away and up to shore." Harry said sadly, looking miserable. "Hagrid brought you back here while Professor McGonagall-"
"She doen't think you pushed me or anthing does she?" I interupted him. He looked at me for a moment before answering.
"No, she doesn't think I pushed you, but she did ask a lot of questions." Harry sighed, leaning back against the pillows behind him.
I yawned widely as he finished. Almost drowning tends to make one feel very tired as it turns out. It's a tiring business over all being in a relationship with Harry – you have to sneak around, constantly hurried snogging sessions in broom cupboards and closets, making-out in the grass by the lake before nearly drowning in a rolling incident never again to be mentioned... life was defiantly never boring with Harry around.
(End POV)
When Harry and Draco next awoke, they were shocked to find a crying Hermione and a morose looking Ron standing between their beds.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Harry asked slowly.
"Oh Harry! I'm so glad you're all right!" Hermione cried flinging her arms around his neck. Harry patted her hair in an attempt to be kind while Draco looked jealously at Hermione's head. Undoubtebly he would rather have been in Hermione's possision with Harry than his own possision in one of the hospital beds. Hermione pulled away and went back over to Ron who put an arm around her.
"Harry mate, look." Ron said suddenly. "I'm sorry I was such a prat and all back there. It was just a shock for me, you know? But I don't want to loose my best mate over this, we're too good o' friends for this to tere us apart. Still friends Harry?"
"Of course Ron, still friends." Harry smiled, stretching his arms wide as he yawned. He smiled widely at them. "So did you bring me a present then or what?"
"Oh Harry I nearly forgot about it!" Hermione wailed, running for the hospital doors. "I'll be right back!"
"I was just kidding about a present. What's going on Ron?" Harry asked, but Ron refused to answer him. No matter how Harry and Draco pleaded, Ron wouldn't tell them a single thing. Finally the hosptial door burst open to show a very happy Hermione. She stepped aside to reveal the girl standing just behind her... it was Kate.
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Wow, there it is! Okay, review please! Tell me what you think Ron said when Hermione asked if he would Harry have rather liked him than Drao Malfoy. Hope you liked it! Until next time, ta ta for now! Tee hee!