A/N: Results from the poll have been decided. It seems as though most people voted for three, so three it is.

For a recap, here's plan number 3: Pansy tells Harry that she is dating Draco now and that leaves Harry heartbroken, avoiding Draco at all costs. Ron corners Draco and asks him what the hell is going on, and gets all the details from the blond Slytherin, who tells Harry, and Draco and Harry eventually get back together.

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Tergum Vicis

Chapter 17

Pansy Plotting

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Harry spent the rest of the night with Ron, who had taken him to the Room of Requirement. How Ron found out about it in this time was a mystery, but he was greatful. He didn't exactly want anyone to see him like this, and he was happy to be spending more time with Ron.

Despite the fact that he and Draco were no more, his thoughts kept wandering back to the Blond Slytherin, who looked heart broken when Harry had run off. He felt guilty now, he hadn't given Draco a chance to explain himself. But what was there to explain? He saw Draco and Pansy snogging... and Draco hadn't been pulling away. What else was he supposed to think?

After all, back in his time, if he recalled, Draco and Pansy were an item. Maybe they had been in this time before he told Harry of his feelings.

Maybe it had been a lie all along. To get the Boy-Who-Deafeated-Voldemort to be all happy, and then break him. Harry shook his head. He was just being paranoid, that's all.

"Harry?" a voice asked, startling him from his thoughts.

Looking up, he saw the concerned eyes of Ron gazing back at him. He shook his head, realizing that the redhead had been talking to him, he just hadn't been paying attention.

"Sorry, Ron. Just thinking," Harry said quietly, and Ron nodded.

"S'alright, mate," Ron said with a light smile. "You weren't thinking about him, were you?" When Harry didn't answer, Ron sighed. "Look, I know your both Slytherins, but that doesn't mean Malfoy still isn't up to no good, mate. You must know his father was You-Know-Who's right hand man, right?"

Well, at least that didn't change, Harry thought, glancing at Ron.

"You said was," Harry pointed out. "Did something happen to him?"

"He's dead."

Harry paled. "What? Why?" Lucius was alive and kicking back home, and still quite loyal to Lord Voldemort, at least up until the point where Harry killed him. "What happened?"

"I don't remember," Ron shook his head. "He might of gotten into a fight with one of You-Know-Who's followers or something after the battle. I don't remember the whole story."

"So, when did he die?" Harry asked, his heartbeat going faster and faster.

Ron thought for a minute before snapping his fingers. "About a year after Draco was born."

Harry tensed. That explains why Draco is so kind in this time, he thought. He didn't have his father being so cruel....

"Anyway, I think it's for the better. One less Malfoy to deal with," Ron went on. "But his mother isn't so bad. She was married into the family, after all, she's not a part of it by blood."

"Narcissa?" Harry asked, and Ron nodded. "Yeah. I think she was a Slytherin or Ravenlaw or something at Hogwarts, but she's nicer than her son or husband, anyway."

"Well, there's always a good one in a bad bunch, right?" Harry asked, making Ron nod.

"I suppose so."

The two talked for the remainder of the night until they felt tired. About everything from Quidditch to Hogwarts studies, O., their ambitions later on in life, just about everything.

By the end of it all, Harry felt much better, and ready to face classes in the morning.

"G'night, Ron," Harry said as he climbed into his bed. They were still in the Room of Requirement, and two beds had appeared for the both of them when they realized they were tired.

"G'night, Harry."

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Pansy smiled gleefully as she took Draco's hand, walking with him to Potions class that morning after the feast. Draco noticed Harry wasn't in the Great Hall, and as he looked around, he realized that Ron hadn't been present either. It made him curious, and paranoid, as to what the two could of been doing all night.

It's not like he would use Ron to make Draco jealous, right?

Draco shook his head. Just being paranoid. Now, how to get this Pansy cow off my back?

His breath stopped in his throat when he caught sight of Harry as they entered the Potions room. He was sitting next to Ron, looking through his textbook and not once looking up. Ron narrowed his eyes in Draco's direction, and the blond blinked in surprise. Since when had those two gotten so chummy with each other?

"Come on, Draaaaco, let's go sit," Pansy purred, dragging on the a to his name as she took his hand and practically dragged him to their seat. Harry glanced up at the sound of Pansy's voice, but quickly looked back down at his textbook, thankful Snape hadn't arrived yet. His eyes were already glistening with tears.

"Hey mate, you sure you're ready for classes? I bet you could ask Snape if you could have the day off...or something," Ron whispered, but Harry shook his head, a small smile on his face.

"I have to go to classes, Ron, I don't want to get behind."

He shrugged and looked up as Snape entered. "Have it your way, mate."

Snape raised an eyebrow, noticing something off about his class and students the moment he entered the room. Harry was seating with Weasley when he usually sat with Draco, who was sitting with Pansy (and didn't look none too pleased, Snape noticed also). But he didn't question it or tell them to get back to their own seats. There were more important matters at hand.

"Let's begin."

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Harry and Ron made their way to their next class. Happy that Harry had almost all the same classes as he, Ron hoped he'd be able to cheer the other up, even the tiniest bit. He didn't deserve to be so sad, he thought.

"Dracooo!" a shrill voice screech, making both boys jump, and turn around to face Pansy. Harry's eyes narrowed.

"Oh, it's just you two," Pansy scowled when she realized Draco wasn't there. But then, she smiled, and not a pleasant smile.

"Have you seen my boyfriend, by any chance?"

Harry's heart shattered slightly.

"If you're talking about Malfoy, no," Ron seethed, glancing back at Harry. "Get lost, Parkinson."

Pansy giggled. "Aww, you shouldn't be so mean to Draco Malfoy's girlfriend, Weasley! It could get you into a spot of trouble."

"Like you care," Ron spat, noticing Harry's eyes glistening as he glanced at him. Looking back at Pansy, he saw Draco behind her.

Before he could look back at Harry, the boy had already run off.

"Harry wait!" Ron called and took off after him, panting. Wow could that boy ever run.

"Just what is your plan, Parkinson? I want no part of it," Draco snarled in anger, and Pansy turned to glare at him.

"My plan, Draco dear? Break Potter, and then you're all mine."

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A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger!