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Draco and the Chamber of Secret Love Letters
By Nanaki BH
Surely one would expect him to be back to his normal self by now! We had sat through Charms and Herbology and he was still just as glum. In Divination he's usually gawking at Trelawney or criticizing her abilities. The most movement I've seen was when he walked the halls to the other classes. Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy, being the moochers they are, just absolutely had to know what was wrong with their 'princess'. All he did was waved them off as if he were the Queen of England. Crabbe and Goyle knew better than to talk to him in this sort of mood, but Pansy was clueless.
I leaned over in our table to get a closer look at them. Hermione held back my shoulders. "What are you doing?" She whispered furiously. "I can't see! This is important!" I lightly smacked her hands away from me.
"This is important too," I said. "Just watch." I saw some exaggerated hand movement coming from Pansy... Draco was shaking his head... Crabbe and Goyle looked ill. The two of them were shaking their heads and Pansy wrapped an arm around Draco's shoulders. He buried his face in his palms. I leaned back, wondering what they could be talking about. I looked nervously and then swiped a stray piece of parchment from Hermione's notebook.
"What are you doing, Harry? Why have you been so concerned with him like that?" I ignored her completely. I figured I'd send him an origami bird. I took the pen out of my ink bottle and tapped it lightly to make sure it wouldn't smear. I bit the end in concentration and then set to work. His head... my head... an arm... a leg... crap; I suck at art. Note to self; never become a painter. I kept drawing despite how horrid I knew it would look. I held it up in front of me and whispered, "Animazione!" The picture before me sprung to life. I had to admit, it didn't look as bad now that it was in movement.
"Are you kissing his... cheek, Harry?" Ron sounded so confused and befuddled that I had to laugh. "Really, Harry! What are you doing to him?" He appeared thoughtful for a moment and then said, "Oh, I get it. You're just trying to kick him when he's down, aren't you?" But apparently Hermione knew otherwise. She raised an eyebrow at me and giggled at how Ron was reacting to something he couldn't comprehend. I folded the paper into something that resembled a bird and blew it in Draco's direction. He looked up from his palms and saw the bird wobble in the air before it fell right in front of their table. He gave me a confused, almost pleading look. Pansy bent down and picked it up. She unfolded it and held it out for Draco to see. Crabbe and Goyle shuffled to his side to get a peak but he snatched it from her hands before they could see. He folded out my crinkled paper in his lap and I saw a slow smile tug at the corners of his mouth.
"Harry, why is he smiling like that?" Ron asked. It's fun to confuse him sometimes.
I saw Draco take out another piece of parchment. He put his pen down and started to draw. "Harry," it was Hermione this time, "you haven't been paying any attention have you? I know what you're up to, but you have to listen! Even as much as I hate this class..."
I slapped my forehead. "So why are you here again? She said your palm didn't have the sight." She laughed.
"No, it's not even that I want to personally learn how to See, it's more that I want to just learn about Seeing. Does that make sense?" I nodded.
"Now, open yourself! Free your minds!" Trelawney drawled. "Let yourself fly in the plains of your mind." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh. "Good," she said more to herself that anyone else. "Now, look into your crystal ball and tell me what you see. Feel free to give it a rub or two. That helps sometimes." Hermione squinted as she looked into the crystal. "I don't see that there's anything even in this thing," she said. "I just want to get to the part where we learn why people believe in this sort of 'magic'."
"Well," I started but didn't get far before another bird hit my head. I looked behind me and Draco wore a sly smirk on his face. I took the flapping bird out my hair and right before I could open it, Trelawney rushed to our table and snatched it out of my hands. "Hmm," she mumbled. "I would take points from your house for passing notes, Harry, but I don't think that would be right seeing as how I had already seen this coming. I hope you don't mind if I read it." My eyes almost fell out. She was going to read it? No! I can't let her do that! "But professor... you couldn't..." She waved a hand at my futile attempt to stop her. She pinched the bird's wings and it opened for her. She stared at it in perplexity for a while. "Is this supposed to be Mister Draco Malfoy with you?" I saw my chance.
"I didn't write it." I muttered. I didn't even know what the picture was. I was dying to see what he had drawn. I turned around, remembering that Draco's probably having the same reaction as myself; quite the contrary. He was laughing his head off. He was doubled over the table in laughter. "What's on it?" I asked. She shrugged and gave me back the paper.
"Nothing too important; it's just a bad drawing," she said, sounding almost disappointed. I bet it was a long time since Trelawney actually got in on some good gossip. Worse is that this would make for some juicy gossip, but she didn't even understand the significance of the picture. It showed Draco holding me from behind, looking out at lake outside. The lake moved slowly and the clouds moved away from the moon so it could shine down. I don't know what she had seen. It was a masterpiece if you ask me.
Author's Note: Woo! Yay for Harry and Draco! Thank you for the lovely reviews. I'm going to write more soon, at least I hope I can/will. I have all summer to write more fanfics for you guys. Anyway, let me know how you like it so far. Give me ideas. You know I'll most likely use them. Thanks!
Draco and the Chamber of Secret Love Letters
By Nanaki BH
Surely one would expect him to be back to his normal self by now! We had sat through Charms and Herbology and he was still just as glum. In Divination he's usually gawking at Trelawney or criticizing her abilities. The most movement I've seen was when he walked the halls to the other classes. Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy, being the moochers they are, just absolutely had to know what was wrong with their 'princess'. All he did was waved them off as if he were the Queen of England. Crabbe and Goyle knew better than to talk to him in this sort of mood, but Pansy was clueless.
I leaned over in our table to get a closer look at them. Hermione held back my shoulders. "What are you doing?" She whispered furiously. "I can't see! This is important!" I lightly smacked her hands away from me.
"This is important too," I said. "Just watch." I saw some exaggerated hand movement coming from Pansy... Draco was shaking his head... Crabbe and Goyle looked ill. The two of them were shaking their heads and Pansy wrapped an arm around Draco's shoulders. He buried his face in his palms. I leaned back, wondering what they could be talking about. I looked nervously and then swiped a stray piece of parchment from Hermione's notebook.
"What are you doing, Harry? Why have you been so concerned with him like that?" I ignored her completely. I figured I'd send him an origami bird. I took the pen out of my ink bottle and tapped it lightly to make sure it wouldn't smear. I bit the end in concentration and then set to work. His head... my head... an arm... a leg... crap; I suck at art. Note to self; never become a painter. I kept drawing despite how horrid I knew it would look. I held it up in front of me and whispered, "Animazione!" The picture before me sprung to life. I had to admit, it didn't look as bad now that it was in movement.
"Are you kissing his... cheek, Harry?" Ron sounded so confused and befuddled that I had to laugh. "Really, Harry! What are you doing to him?" He appeared thoughtful for a moment and then said, "Oh, I get it. You're just trying to kick him when he's down, aren't you?" But apparently Hermione knew otherwise. She raised an eyebrow at me and giggled at how Ron was reacting to something he couldn't comprehend. I folded the paper into something that resembled a bird and blew it in Draco's direction. He looked up from his palms and saw the bird wobble in the air before it fell right in front of their table. He gave me a confused, almost pleading look. Pansy bent down and picked it up. She unfolded it and held it out for Draco to see. Crabbe and Goyle shuffled to his side to get a peak but he snatched it from her hands before they could see. He folded out my crinkled paper in his lap and I saw a slow smile tug at the corners of his mouth.
"Harry, why is he smiling like that?" Ron asked. It's fun to confuse him sometimes.
I saw Draco take out another piece of parchment. He put his pen down and started to draw. "Harry," it was Hermione this time, "you haven't been paying any attention have you? I know what you're up to, but you have to listen! Even as much as I hate this class..."
I slapped my forehead. "So why are you here again? She said your palm didn't have the sight." She laughed.
"No, it's not even that I want to personally learn how to See, it's more that I want to just learn about Seeing. Does that make sense?" I nodded.
"Now, open yourself! Free your minds!" Trelawney drawled. "Let yourself fly in the plains of your mind." She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh. "Good," she said more to herself that anyone else. "Now, look into your crystal ball and tell me what you see. Feel free to give it a rub or two. That helps sometimes." Hermione squinted as she looked into the crystal. "I don't see that there's anything even in this thing," she said. "I just want to get to the part where we learn why people believe in this sort of 'magic'."
"Well," I started but didn't get far before another bird hit my head. I looked behind me and Draco wore a sly smirk on his face. I took the flapping bird out my hair and right before I could open it, Trelawney rushed to our table and snatched it out of my hands. "Hmm," she mumbled. "I would take points from your house for passing notes, Harry, but I don't think that would be right seeing as how I had already seen this coming. I hope you don't mind if I read it." My eyes almost fell out. She was going to read it? No! I can't let her do that! "But professor... you couldn't..." She waved a hand at my futile attempt to stop her. She pinched the bird's wings and it opened for her. She stared at it in perplexity for a while. "Is this supposed to be Mister Draco Malfoy with you?" I saw my chance.
"I didn't write it." I muttered. I didn't even know what the picture was. I was dying to see what he had drawn. I turned around, remembering that Draco's probably having the same reaction as myself; quite the contrary. He was laughing his head off. He was doubled over the table in laughter. "What's on it?" I asked. She shrugged and gave me back the paper.
"Nothing too important; it's just a bad drawing," she said, sounding almost disappointed. I bet it was a long time since Trelawney actually got in on some good gossip. Worse is that this would make for some juicy gossip, but she didn't even understand the significance of the picture. It showed Draco holding me from behind, looking out at lake outside. The lake moved slowly and the clouds moved away from the moon so it could shine down. I don't know what she had seen. It was a masterpiece if you ask me.
Author's Note: Woo! Yay for Harry and Draco! Thank you for the lovely reviews. I'm going to write more soon, at least I hope I can/will. I have all summer to write more fanfics for you guys. Anyway, let me know how you like it so far. Give me ideas. You know I'll most likely use them. Thanks!