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Japanese Vacation
Chapter 9
Forgiveness
Snape had adamantly refused to give either Harry or Draco anything for their cuts and bruises. His excuse was that they had to pretend to be muggles, and muggles didn't suddenly heal over night. So, Harry was forced to deal with his overly sensitive lip and nose, while Draco had to be careful of his eye.
Personally, Harry thought he got the worse end of the deal, as, by the next morning, he had trouble talking without his lip hurting, and his nose seemed to have a permanent itch that he couldn't scratch.
Hermione just shook her head and told him that that's what he got for egging Malfoy on.
The three of them got to the school all right, though separately, and immediately headed for their classroom. Neither Harry nor Hermione even looked at Draco, and he returned the favor. Though he looked rather worse than he had the day before.
He was seriously wishing that he had a time turner so that he could go back and caution himself against saying anything about Potter's dead parents. After all, Haruhi was the only one that seemed willing to help him and he had insulted her, unintentionally, of course, but still.
And he couldn't even talk to her. Why? Because Kyouya scared the crap out of him, and every self respecting Slytherin avoided that which scared them. If he talked to Haruhi, he just knew that it would make it back to the upperclassman, and then he wouldn't be able to avoid him. Draco sighed. Well, this just sucked.
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Haruhi walked into the class room and sat down at her desk after smiling and waving to Hermione and Harry. After a moment of fishing things out of her bag; pencil, paper, notes, she then pulled out two small ointment bottles. Standing, she walked over to Harry.
"Here Harry-san, this will help with the swelling and sensitivity." She smiled knowingly at him and winked, then carefully she returned to her seat and set the second on Draco's desk. Even if what he said had hurt her, she still couldn't help but feel bad for him, after all she would be upset too if someone said such things about her father. Still she stared straight forward; she hadn't forgiven him completely, yet.
Draco blinked at the bottle a moment before his eyes shifted to Haruhi in surprise. He just didn't understand him. He's angry at him and yet is still willing to give him something to help. After a moment's hesitation, he grabbed the bottle and placed it in his bag. Sitting back up, he froze, eyes on Haruhi once more. Wait . . .
"You are here by banned from ever entering this room, as well as you will not speak to Fujioka Haruhi-chan unless she speaks to you first, or unless I say other wise."
Kyouya had called Haruhi a she. Draco instinctively opened his mouth to say something, but it snapped shut a moment later and he snapped back to his desk. He was not going to ask anything of him . . . her, until Haruhi said something first. After all, Kyouya terrified him.
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Not long after she had set the ointment on Draco's desk the Hitachiin twins strode into the classroom, both had dark glares pointed right at Draco, oh if looks could kill Draco would be six feet under. They both sat down on either side of Harry and smiled at him. "So how's you lip and nose?" Hikaru asked tilting his head to one side.
"Sore," Harry said, moving his lips as little as possible and with a nod of greeting to both of them. Then he held up the container that Haruhi had given him and nodded in her direction.
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Haruhi nodded back to Harry before looking back at Draco she knew just what to do to stay with in Kyouya's rules. She grabbed one of her sheets of paper and wrote on it before passing it back to Draco.
:You look like you wanted to say something. What is it?:
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Hikaru and Kaoru simply nodded. Hikaru reached into his bag and pulled out a small strip. "Here it's sort of like a bandage but it helps the swelling go down, it's for your nose." He smiled as he looked at his twin.
"We talked to Haruhi-chan last night and she said she was going to you the ointment." Their voices luckily were only loud enough for Harry to hear. "She also told us that you two had found out about the little secret."
Harry, now that he knew he was not going to be getting any magical help, saw no reason not to take the bandage . . . thing; so he did so with a grateful nod.
"Yeah," he said. "Quite a shock."
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Draco debated with himself for several moments over whether or not to respond. But then, Kyouya had said that she had to initiate contact, and even then he had said speak. The elder teen hadn't said anything about notes.
:Ohtori-san called you a she yesterday.:
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Harry, now that he knew he was not going to be getting any magical help, saw no reason not to take the bandage . . . thing; so he did so with a grateful nod.
"Yeah," he said. "Quite a shock."
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Haruhi nodded, a small smile playing on her lips.
:Yes well that is because I am a girl. It's a long story consisting of me paying off my debt. I can't work in the host club if everyone knows I'm a girl. Oh and please don't tell anyone, I don't have the money to pay Kyouya-sempai back:
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The twins nodded then looked over to Haruhi's desk.
"Dirty slime ball, who does he think he is passing notes with Haruhi-chan?" Hikaru glared in Draco's direction.
"He really hurt her feelings, even if she won't say it or show it." Kaoru nodded while looking back over at Hermione and waving to her.
Hermione smiled back.
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Draco blinked at the note.
:I see. It certainly explains several things.: Draco hesitated a moment. If he wrote what he wanted to write next, then it would be the same as a magically binding contract. Not exactly, because Haruhi wasn't a wiz . . . witch, but close enough. :Your secret is safe with me:
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Harry snorted. "Ow! Bloody hell, that hurt," He raised a hand to cover it a moment. "If I can say one thing about Malfoy," he said, "it's that he's a bloody coward and Ohtori-san scares him. He would not have initiated any kind of contact if Fujioka-san if he had not done so first." And it was true, as much as it pained him to defend Malfoy in anything.
Hikaru laughed a bit at Harry's reaction then felt bad, "Well if you say so." Kaoru on the other hand did not care and simply continued to glare in the blonds direction, after all he was the stubborn one out of the twins.
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Haruhi smiled a bit more, for some reason she wanted to forgive him but then she remembered his words,
"My actions and reasons are my own, and I will not apologize for something that I am not sorry for."
With a sigh she continued to write.
:Thank you Malfoy-san, that means a lot:
Draco wondered what it was about Haruhi that made him want to apologize. Saying he was sorry was not something he did often, never that he could actually remember, at least not when it was anyone but his parents anyway. With a small sigh, he picked up his pencil again and pushed away any thoughts of what his father would think. He needed the girl's help if he was going to pass any of his classes.
:I am sorry. I had not meant to upset you. When Potter and I fight we tend to go for the jabs that will hurt each other the most. Those at Hogwarts know to disregard anything we say towards each other, and we have gotten used to that. I forgot that we were around new people who did not know what to expect from us when we happened to get together.:
Haruhi blinked and looked up at Draco for a moment then gave him a kind smile.
:Alright I'll forgive you, but just this once, also if I'll talk to Kyouya-sempai about the whole "You can't talk to her" thing. If you want I can also convince him to let you come back, under the pretences that we keep you and Potter-kun separate.:
She handed the note back to him and began to right out the notes that the teacher had been writing on the board. Some how, for some strange reason, she felt much happier then when she walked in that morning, Perhaps I didn't want to be mad at Malfoy-san.
Draco blinked at the note. She was willing to talk to Kyouya? Definitely a Gryffindor . . . but, then, she was also a Slytherin. After all, no Gryffindor would be able to pull of the gender switch. Draco shook his head to clear it of irrelevant thoughts.
:I would love to be able to talk to you again. As for the going back: Draco hesitated. :I'm afraid I have not the brash courage needed to face the hosts again.: Wincing at how pathetic he sounded he handed it back and began writing the class notes.
After looking at the note for a moment she nodded understandingly, after all Kyouya-sempai was pretty scary and the twins didn't like Draco much anymore either. That could be trouble if the twins chose to torment him. She sighed a bit at her thoughts and quickly jotted something down.
:Ok I'll go find him at lunch, and don't worry most people wouldn't want to come back after being slapped but Kyouya-sempai. He scares anyone, even the hosts.:
She sent the note back and went back to taking notes, only stopping to give Hikaru a pointed glare as if to say 'stop it, he apologized so shut up' and then continue on her work.
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Hikaru blinked at the look that Haruhi had given him. Then with a small sigh turned and continued on his own assignment, only stopping every so often to look over at Harry or to send a dark look past Haruhi at Draco.
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The bell for lunch had no sooner rung than Hermione was on her feet a small potion bottle in hand. She didn't say anything as she put it on Malfoy's desk, walking away right after.
Malfoy did not even acknowledge her as he took it and swallowed with a grimace. If there was one thing he could say about Granger, it was that she was dependable.
Harry just turned his seat, soup thermos in hand. When Hermione got back from giving Malfoy his potion, she dug into her bag once again, and handed him another. Harry started to reach for it, but the door opening had him turning around. In the door were the Weasley twins. They gave quick bows to the teacher and made a beeline to where he was sitting.
"Harry!" one exclaimed, throwing an arm around his shoulders. "We need your help. See we—"
He was interrupted by a cleared throat. The first one, Harry was going to call him Fred, looked up at George, frowning. George just jerked his head at the audience. Fred glanced around him.
"Best come with us!" they said, each of them grabbing one of Harry's arms lifting him from his seat, leaving his soup and pain reliever on the desk, and propelling him out the door.
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Haruhi stood up and watched the scene unfold until finally shrugging and turning to leave through the door herself. Before she left she sent a quick wave back at Draco with a smile. Then she continued to walk down the halls until she reached Tamaki and Kyouya's classroom. The door was already open and most of the students had gone to the dinning rooms to eat the expensive foods that they had there. When she peeked in she saw Tamaki and Kyouya sitting across from each other eating silently. She quickly stepped in and walked over to Kyouya giving him a small bow.
"Haruhi-chan… did Malfoy-san say something to you?" Kyouya's eyes where dark, jumping to conclusions.
"No, no everything is fine with Malfoy-kun," He stopped watching his eyebrow raise.
"Malfoy-kun?" He tilted his head to one side placing a pencil he had in his hand to his chin. Tamaki watched her as well, noticeably calmer then normal.
"Hai…you see I started passing notes with Malfoy-kun and he apologized. I would like you to please give him permission to talk to me with out me having to waste paper passing notes." She nodded at first and then simply stood their waiting for his response.
"But he made you upset Haruhi-chan!" Tamaki finally burst out while flinging his arms around her and hugging her to his chest.
"Tamaki-sempai stop it." She pulled out of his grasp. "I mean it Kyouya-sempai. He doesn't have any want to come back to the Host Club because you scared him away. So please at least let him be able to talk to me." Haruhi looked straight into Kyouya's eyes, her determination not wavering. Finally it all paid off as Kyouya gave her a wave of the hand.
"Fine, yes I won't have anyone do anything if her talks to you. As fo being panned if he ever wants to he may return."
"Would come with me to tell him that?" Haruhi asked looking at her sempai.
"Fine." Kyouya stood and soon the three of them, Tamaki had to tag along because he didn't want to be alone in a nearly empty classroom, began to walk to classroom 1-A. When they arrived Haruhi opened the door and stepped in letting the other two follow her.
Hikaru looked up from his lunch to see Kyouya and Tamaki following Haruhi into the room and straight to her desk. He stood and, with his brother, walked over to the group.
"M'lord?" Kaoru looked at Tamaki confused who only nodded and gestured for them to watch what was happening. Kyouya walked up and stood right in front of Draco.
"Malfoy-san." His voice was deep and commanding.
Draco froze for a moment. When Haruhi had said that she'd talk to Kyouya he hadn't thought she'd bring him back! Steeling himself, he looked up.
"Ohtori-san?" his tone much more respectful than it ever had been before.
Using his middle finger Kyouya adjusted his glasses and looked down at the younger boy. "From now on you have permission to speak with Fujioka Haruhi-chan as long at you are not disrespectful to her." Haruhi rolled her eyes from her spot in front of Kyouya so that only Draco could see. "Also if you ever wish to return to the host Club for any reason then you have permission to, you are no longer banned. Though if you do back, any fights with anyone will have you not only not allowed to speak to Haruhi-chan but you find yourself unable to." His glasses shimmered, letting his dark grey/brown eyes gleam. "That is all, come on Tamaki we must go and finish our lunches." Tamaki nodded and quickly followed Kyouya who with out waiting for Draco to respond strode out of the class room.
Hikaru was visibly up set by the new chain of events. "Don't think we're not watching you, Malfoy-baka." He glared at the boy only to receive an elbow in his ribs.
"Hikaru, go finish your lunch and leave Malfoy-kun alone." Haruhi looked up at the twin locking gazes with his amber eyes before the two Hitachiins finally retreated to their seats. Haruhi also sat down and pulled out her lunch. "Finally I can eat." She smiled at Draco. "Don't worry the twins are just protective…well everyone in the Host Club is protective of me." She sighed and began to eat, like usual setting her bento box between the two incase Draco wanted to snag a bit of hers.
Draco shivered. Bloody hell, he thought, if the Dark Lord is anything like him, maybe I'll just stay out of the war.
Yes, staying out of the war sounded very good right now. "Thank you," Draco said after a few minutes of silent eating. And he meant for more than just talking to Kyouya.
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"You're joking!" Harry exclaimed, wincing at the pull on his lip. He really needed to get back and take his pain potion.
The twins shook their heads. "It's perfect."
"No one will ever suspect anything."
"Except Snape," Harry told them. "And they're only five of us here. Who is he going to accuse? Besides, we're not allowed to use magic in the school"
"You might not be able to . . ."
"But we're legal age."
Harry sighed, "since when do you two ask my permission for anything?"
"Since you gave us the money to start,"
"Oh wonderful investor of ours."
Harry just shook his head. "Just do whatever you want. I don't care, you're going to anyway."
The bell signaling lunch ended before anything else could be said. "Kuso!"
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Haruhi looked at Draco for a moment. "You're welcome?" As she heard the bell ring she put her food away and then looked over at Hermione mouthing 'where?" and pointed to Harry's empty desk.
Hermione shrugged back, completely bewildered. She had absolutely no idea where Harry was, just that it looked like he hadn't eaten anything, and he hadn't had the chance to take his potion.
The twins also noticed the absence of their new favorite toy and looked around confused.
Harry quickly entered the classroom, heading immediately for his desk, not looking entirely happy. He grabbed his thermos, and the potion that Hermione quickly handed him with a quick smile, and returned to his desk. Quickly, he put the thermos in his bag and down the potion with a grimace. Why they couldn't make them taste better, he had no idea
Hikaru looked over at Harry when he sat down. "About time, thought those two had kidnapped you." He laughed a bit.
"If I hadn't said what I did, they probably would have," Harry said, with a half shrug. His mind strayed to their prank, as his gaze shifted to Draco. Draco would not be having fun when they put the final touches onto it. He sighed a bit as the effects of the potion finally took effect and the pain vanished. His eyes closed briefly in relief.
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Haruhi yawned; she was not looking forward to going to Host Club today.
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