Waiting For My Love

Chapter Eleven: A Cheesey Love Story

Lightning strikes; all of the lights flash off in the common room. Harry stops in his tracks, "Why me?" he thought to himself, "Why now?"

Nearby Draco panicking, he races over to the window and stares at the green tinted sky in horror. Draco turns to Harry, "He's back Harry," Draco states.

"What?" Harry replies, "Who's back? What are you talking about?"

"You know," Draco states aloud, "You-know-who is back."

"Oh, I get it," Harry responds, "My true love has returned!" Harry rushes over to the window and opens it up. He pokes his head out of it and begins to scream in excitement, "HEY EVERYONE! MY TRUE LOVE IS HERE!" Harry shouts, "MY TRUE LOVE IS HERE! MY TRUE LOVE IS FINALLY HERE AND IT IS-"

"Harry, no!" Draco screams, grabbing onto Harry's leg and pulling him back into the common room. Draco slams the window shut.

"Are you completely mad?!" Draco shouts. Harry lowers his head to the floor, his eyes nailed to the ground.

"Yeah, I guess I am," Harry replies, "Sorry Draco."

Draco's face softens, "Look Harry," Draco responds, "I didn't mean to yell at you, it's just that, I wasn't talking about your true love."

Harry looks up from the floor and into Draco's sea blue eyes, "You weren't?" Harry questions quietly.

"No," Draco answers, "I was just trying to tell you that-"

"I, Lord Voldemort, have returned!" a voice cuts off Draco.

Harry and Draco quickly turn around in horror. In front of them stands the Dark Lord himself. Draco turns to Harry yet again, a terrified expression spreads across his face.

"Told you," Draco states.

Harry gulps, "Why-why Lord Voldemort, wha-what a surprise. Now what brings you here this fine evening?"

"Can it Potter!" Voldemort shouts angrily, causing Harry's hair to stick straight up, "I know what you've been up to."

Harry begins to shiver, his right arm touching the freezing cold wall behind him, "And what do you mean by that?" Harry responds, feeling a gigantic lump slowly forming in his throat.

"You know what I mean by that boy," Voldemort replies, "You know exactly what I mean by that."

Draco walks over to Harry; a confused look spread across his face, "Harry?" Draco asks, "Do you mind telling me what Voldemort is talking about?"

"Nothing," Harry quickly speaks up, "It's-it's nothing Draco, really."

Harry places a reassuring hand on Draco's shoulder; he looks up at Harry before responding. "Uhh, sure Harry," Draco replies, "Whatever you say."

"Now don't tell me that you haven't told him yet!" Voldemort erupts.

"Haven't told me what Harry?" Draco questions, looking Harry straight in the eyes.

Harry begins to shift uncomfortably from leg to leg. "Uhh," Harry responds, "Look Draco, there's a lot of things that you don't know about me."

Draco steps back, "What do you mean by that Harry? What don't I know?" he asks.

"Uhh," Harry continues, "Well, for one thing..."

Voldemort rolls his eyes and taps his right foot impatiently, "OH GET ON WITH IT BOY!" Voldemort screams at Harry.

Harry sighs and turns to face Draco, "Draco," Harry speaks up, "You don't know who my true love is."

Draco walks a step closer to Harry, trying to see if he had indeed, heard his words correctly.

"What?" Draco responds, "Well, then who's your true love?"

Harry walks to the center of the common room and steps on the couch. Harry throws his arms up in the air and looks toward the ceiling.

"Alright world," Harry speaks to the ceiling, "Do you want to know who my true love is?"

Harry turns to Draco, Voldemort and Hedwig who are surrounding him.

"Umm, sure," Draco responds.

"I guess so Harry," Voldemort replies.

"Caw!" Hedwig speaks.

"Well then here it is," Harry takes a breath, "MY TRUE LOVE IS-"