Chapter 3: Torn
A/N: This chapter is c\kind of short and i apologize... something is seriously wrong with my laptop so... please bear with me.. i do hope you would review and all.
It was a cold morning everyone woke up for. As they descended downstairs with all their equipment levitating behind them clad in the heaviest of winter clothing, they noticed two things: Draco Malfoy in all of his wonderful glory sipping tea with Pansy without the slightest bit of difficulty while Pansy read the Witch Weekly tucking her legs under Draco's arm. And Ron munching down on some treats with Hermione's head on his lap rereading their itinerary.
"Ahem." Damian cleared his throat and was shocked to see Malfoy glare at him, he smiled casually. "Good morning, I trust you slept well last night." Hermione greeted not slightly bothered by Draco's obvious irritation unlike Pansy whose eyes narrowed at the exchanged. "Well some of us did…" Harry glared at the duo behind them who sniggered as Harry growled in their direction. "It wasn't my fault that there are wards for those stuff. It's been a long time since I used wards for those…" Maegan grumbled but smiled wickedly.
"Oh come on Scar, I know you're just jealous… We get to—" Aya stopped midsentence as both Damian and Draco's aura flared.
"Okay…" Ron said clearly just noticing the tension in the room. "Why don't you guys set up before breakfast…" as he pushed the quartet away.
"No. it's too damn cold… I can't feel my fingers!!" Aya stomped her foot. "Aya stop being a child." Damian admonished, still glaring at the woman. Sticking out her tongue, she turned to Scar who was sitting in one of the love seats that littered the living room. "Scar can I cuddle with you?" as if hearing his name for the first time, both Draco and Harry looked up. "Why me?" "Coz you're the warmest…" she said batting her lashes coyly at him. Rolling up his eyes at her sorry attempt to be cute, he opened his arms and she jumped right it. "Hmmm… so warm!!" she exclaimed. Draco's breath hitched as he watch Scar instinctively hold her body close to his in an innocent attempt to keep her warm. He vaguely heard Damian say teasingly, "Don't sleep on us kid…" before he saw green and had to abruptly stand up letting Pansy's legs fall onto the couch.
"Hey what was that for Draco?" she demanded getting up.
"Excuse me…" with that he left the room. All eyes looking at his direction oddly except for Damian and Aya who for some unknown reason knew why the blond fled.
As he was rounding up the corner, he felt his heart start to break. And as if his body remembered the feel of Harry's body pressed against him, his treacherous body wanted to go back and yank the girl from his arms so that those arms would be around him instead.
"Draco, get a bloody grip on yourself… Har- Potter's dead and Scar's not even yours…" closing his eyes, he counted to three before he left towards his secret room.
"What was that about?" Ron asked clearly as bewildered as the rest of them.
But before anyone could answer, Hermione looked at Scar and exclaimed, "Oh my God! Ha-Scar! Why aren't you wearing the mask on??"
"He saw him yesterday without the mask so I believe it's safe to say he's okay…"Damian answered smiling at them.
"Hmmm. Fine by me… Come on then, let's practice, my hands are warm enough." Aya said before standing up and leaving with Maegan in tow.
Shaking their heads, they followed suit well, except Harry and Pansy.
"Wait Scar." Harry stopped but didn't turn. "Do you mind?"
"No Pansy, you can listen, if you want to." Harry answered before resuming his walk.
"No. Not me. I know its fine but Draco." That stopped him mid step.
"if you want." Was all she heard before Harry vanished out of sight.
The lot left towards a room Draco had dubbed as "rehearsal room". They settled everything and then started to play a couple of songs. Easy songs that were on their album and some from the previous album. As they were preparing for the next song, Draco came in and settled near Pansy. Obviously, the house elf found him.
"Where were you?" she had asked in a hushed voice looking credulously at him.
"Where do you usually find me running off to?" he sounded bored as he watch the band rehearse.
"Hey Scar play that new song you've made." Shaking his head, he made a move to try another song—but Pansy cut him off. "What new song?"
"One of the new songs he's composed. I think I heard it last night… he's sooooo good at that!" Aya squealed her delight.
"I'm amazed you heard it, what with the racket you kept us with last night." Damian muttered as he tweaked his guitar knowing that Harry was going to fold any minute.
"Really?"
"yes. Really."
"Scar please play it for me…" Pansy begged. "yeah Scar…" Maegan winked before she began the beat. Rolling his eyes he nodded.
"What's the song called?" "Because of you"
Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding you stare at the ceiling
Watch as it all fades away
From what you do, because of you
You know I can't be there
Each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do, because of you
What you do, what you do
What's become of you?
What you do, what you do
What's become of...?
Now that you did this, you ask for forgiveness
Doctor could you be my priest
You say you're mistaken, but look what you've taken
You laugh as you lie through your teeth
From what you do, Because of you
You know I can't be there
Each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do, because of you
What you do, what you do
What's become of you?
What you do, what you do
What's become of...?
From what you do...
Hands on the mirror, can't get much clearer
Can't make this all go away
Now that you're bleeding you stare at the ceiling
And watch as it all fades away
From what you do, Because of you
You know I can't be there
Each time that you call
I swore not to come, but I m here after all
I know by the look that I see in your eye
I won't stand around and I won't watch you die
From what you do, because of you
What you do, what you do
What's become of you?
What you do, what you do
What's become of...?
"Wow! He wrote that? For whom?" Pansy squealed just as Harry finished the last chords and left.
"For his ex." Maegan replied, not looking at Draco.
"Harry?" "Yup" Aya chirped as she sat with Hermione beside her. Draco's eyes widen but did not speak, just listened.
"He really loved him then?" Pansy asked again.
"Yeah he did. We were really happy with that." Hermione answered.
"At least Harry got to feel loved." Ron added.
"Awww. That is soooo cool. But the song sounded reprimanding, did they fight?"
"Nope. Harry went to fight and Scar was left behind." Maegan replied again. This time looking at the door where Harry left.
"He just wanted to blow off some steam…" Ron said, smiling.
"Who? Harry or Scar?" Shrugging, "both I guess."
"Figures." Pansy said, rolling her eyes. "Stubborn."
After an unbelievable 6hrs of rehearsing, they took a well deserve break (Harry came back after Draco had left the room).
In one of the rooms of the house, the 7 people talked.
"Doesn't Draco ever work?" Maegan asked as she wondered where the heir to the manor went off to.
"Yes. He oversees every Malfoy transaction in the world but after the war, he's still in mourning." Pansy replied playing with some fringe.
"Mourning? For whom?" Damian asked.
"His mum and… you know…" she glanced sideways.
"Well, enough about morbid details, how about you guys, what did YOU do before being famous?"
"Oh… you know. Normal stuff." Aya answered shyly.
"hmmm?"
"Well, it's kind of hard being a serious lawyer when you have fan girls practically doing crime so you'd save them." Damian chuckled as he remembered the past.
"Yeah. Talk about embarrassing. Having been harassed in the hospital every single day." Maegan exclaimed shaking her head.
"Nurse?" Pansy asked.
"Nope. Surgeon. I'm a diagnostic consultant." Aya answered.
"And how about you Scar?" she asked teasingly.
Rolling his eyes, he answered, "I know you know what I do for a living."
"What's got your knickers in a bunch?" she countered clearly annoyed. "No sex driving you cranky?"
"Nothing…" with that he stalked out.
"What'd I miss?" she asked helplessly and looked at both Hermione and Ron.
They looked sideways before Damian spoke up.
"Well yesterday night, I saw him with Draco and to make him jealous. I kissed Harry with Draco watching. But before that, he had mentioned Draco had another guy. Guess that's what made him pissed."
"What other guy?" she asked. "There hasn't been any guy, unless…" she trailed off.
"Unless?"
"Unless he's hiding him." She growled.
"Pansy that's bullocks!!" Ron exclaimed as he looked at her. The other occupants in the room were also worried.
"No, wait here. I'll deal with him…" with that she stalked out of the room.
"Draconian Lucius Malfoy! How is it possible to keep that thing a secret?" she barked.
"Are you mad woman? What the bloody hell are you going on about?" he countered as he surface from his bathroom.
"Where is he Draco?"
"Where is who pray tell?"
"Where's the bloody ponce you've traded in for Harry?" she screamed.
Shocked, he cast a silencing charm around the room and exploded. "WHAT IN MERLIN'S BEARD ARE YOU SPROUTING NONSENSE ABOUT? ARE YOU DAFT? ARE YOU DRUNK? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH YOU?"
"Last night. I saw you in your room with someone else." She lied but she was damned if she didn't get her answer.
"Someone… else?" he had calmed down as he sat on the foot of the bed, realization over came him.
"Yes. How could you?" she all but threw daggers at him as she looked at him disappointedly.
Shaking his head, he stood up and led Pansy to a secret room.
"There has been no one else Pansy. And there will be no one…" he spoke so softly that she barely heard him.
As he open the door he asked, "you mean this man?"
What she saw made her eyes water and her voice caught in her throat. There in the walls and spaces of the room stood out the most exquisite paintings of Harry Potter. Some were of him at school, some at Grimmuald Place and some during the early stages of war.
Each and every painting was breath taking. Each one animated, each one perfect.
"Oh Draco! These are beautiful! He's beautiful!"
"I know… I wanted him to be real… to look at me the way he looks at them." He said barely a whisper.
"Ohhhhh Draco… these are just perfect. I mean even if he wasn't you're boyfriend… you've captured him at his most perfect beauty!"
"I know… I'm tired of this… I can't believe… I can't believe that I..."
"Let him go?" she asked peering at him.
"No… well that and the fact that I'm bloody jealous of Damian and Scar…" he growled and looked out the window angrily.
Not noticing Pansy's eyes spark or her lip curling into the smile he growled again.
"You like Scar don't you?"
"He reminds me of him."
"Yup, he does look like him doesn't he?"
"What are you getting at Panse?" he eyed her suspiciously.
"Nothing…" she answered in a eerie singsong voice before she left him.
That's it… next chappie will include Selen and Harry again…
Please review…. I really appreciate it.
The song in this chapter is one by Nickelback.. i really love them and this song kinda relates to the message of my story...