Title: Neither Good nor Evil
Rating: PG – 13
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy; Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series or any of its characters.
Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have never been friends. They were happy to stay enemies until unwanted thoughts interrupted. Add one of Dumbledore's prophecies and shake well.
Chapter Nine
Lie
"Hermione."
"What do you want now?"
"Do I have to want something to come visit you?" Harry smiled, charmingly. Hermione laughed.
"That's the only reason I see you these days. How is… he?" Hermione set her book down and smiled at him.
"Fine. Great. Perfect. Wonderful. Next question." Harry grinned cheekily at her.
"How are you?" Hermione looked him up and down.
"Fine. Great. Perfect. Wonderful. About to fail Charms." Harry bit his lip and waited for her reaction.
"Harry! How could you fail Charms?" Hermione gaped at him. He smiled, apologetically.
"I'm fine in everything else. I swear. But…"
"So you do need something." Hermione reached into her bag and brought out her Charms notes.
"I didn't come just for that. I came to say hi and ask if I'm still allowed in Hogsmead with you and Ron." Harry took the notes from her.
"Of course you're still allowed in Hogsmead with us. Why ever would you think otherwise?" Hermione looked confused.
"Ron isn't talking to me." Harry answered simply.
"What?" Hermione snapped.
"He hasn't talked to me since he found out about Draco. I think he's mad." Harry flipped through the notes, trying to act casual. Hermione on the other hand, was steaming.
"He promised me he was fine! The little… That's it! Ronald Weasley!" Hermione screamed. Harry flinched. Most of the Common Room ignored her, used to the fights by now. They seemed almost constant lately. Ron peeked around the staircase.
"What?" He asked, looking nervous.
"Get over here." Hermione growled.
"What did I do?" Ron snapped back.
"I thought you said you were fine with what Harry said! You swore you were fine! I can't believe you lied! I can't believe you're ignoring Harry!" Hermione stormed.
"I can't believe you're completely fine with it!" Ron yelled back.
"How could you alienate someone for something they can't control? Harry's been your friend since First Year! How could you just blow him off?" Hermione returned, her cheeks red and her eyes flashing.
"He's dating the enemy!" Ron's face was red as well.
"Can I just say something here," Harry spoke up quietly. They both turned to look at him, surprised, "He doesn't want to be his father and I love him." He stood and left leaving his two friends dumbstruck.
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Halfway to the Library, Harry felt tears welling in his eyes. He wiped at his eyes angrily, feeling stupid for not controlling his emotions better. He leant against the cool stone wall and took a deep breath. Running a hand through his hair, he sunk to the ground, closing his eyes. Footsteps announced someone's arrival. Harry jumped to his feet, his eyes snapping opens, his wand already in his hand.
It was Blaise Zabini.
"Put it down, Potter. I'm not gonna hurt you." He rolled his eyes
"Sorry. Reflex." Harry stuffed his wand back into his robes and offered the Slytherin boy a small smile.
"Nice. Come on, we need to talk." Blaise started off down the corridor. Harry raised an eyebrow and followed.
"About what?" He asked when he caught up.
"Draco, of course. What else do we have in common? Now hurry up. Pansy's waiting." Blaise kept walking. Harry fell silent, wondering what this was about.
"Blaise Zabini if you moved any slower you'd be moving backwards," A shrill voice barked from around the corner, "Hurry your pretty arse up before I am forced to hex you!"
"Gryffindor boy is harder to find then you seem to think, Pansy. Now shut up." Blaise returned a small smile on his face.
"You are the most inconsiderate arsehole that I have ever had the misfortune to come in contact with." The voice continued.
"I know. I hate you too, Pansy." Blaise answered affectionately as they turned the corner. Pansy stood there, smirking. She turned and muttered something causing a door to appear in an otherwise blank wall. Harry stopped, confused.
"Well. Come on." Pansy ordered. He sighed and hurried after them, reflecting that, from his experience with Slytherin's, they were a bossy group. Suddenly he was enveloped in darkness. He fought his way along the passageway, hugging the wall before remembering his wand.
"Lumos." He muttered, whipping out his wand.
"Hurry up, Potter. It's just through here." Blaise's voice came from outside his small sphere of light which he kept trained on the ground.
"I'm coming." He muttered. Then he entered a large room and was blinded by light. When his eyes cleared he noticed Blaise and Pansy standing in the middle of the room. He sighed again and wandered over to them.
"Took your time, didn't you?" Pansy raised an eyebrow at him. Harry rolled his eyes.
"What is this about?" He demanded, thoroughly put out with Draco's friends. They smirked simultaneously.
"We just want to know that you and Draco are… right for each other." Pansy began circling him.
"We have to protect Draco, you know. He is the only Malfoy heir and one of the few people who, well… understands." Blaise put in.
"So, we have a test for you." Pansy's smirk broadened. Harry started to feel apprehensive. The room went dark.
So I have a bunch of this written that just isn't up yet. Sorry…
Cheers,
Sarcastic Romantic