chapter 6

Draco's pov

I was angry, hurt, and confused and I didn't even know why. Harry's been ignoring me since the first day of school. I couldn't stand it. He had no problem finding new friends and surrounding himself with them. It enflamed me that he would readily hang out with them anytime yet brushed me aside when I so much as wanted to just talk. Sure when it came to the mission he immediately stopped and paid attension. I shouldn't be so jealous but, I was.

I only figured out I was bi 3 weeks ago, let alone attracted to him. How could I be this deep already.

I never got an answer and I didn't think really, that I would accept it if I thought to listen to the very irate inner voice telling me that I already had the answer if I would just bloody look for it.

It was only a matter of time really before I lost all Malfoy decorum and lashed out. He was just so BLOODY happy. Humming that tune and Skipping. It was as if I didn't excist or matter to him in the slightest. I didn't expect the push, though in retrospect I should have, even if my mind was clouded. Harry doesn't exactly take things sitting down. It was one of the things that I lov...

Nope nope don't go there brain. I'm still not ready to go there yet. Mabie later when I have at least have a semi less cloudy mind.

Then there was the almost kiss. It confused me to no end. I thought he was straight and with Ginny. His best friends sister. It was why I was so hesitant to admit my feelings to myself. It would only make matters worst expecially considering our past and we just became actual friends at the start of this mission instead of merely casual aquantencs. I already have a hard enough time not to get a bloody hard on every time someone manages to drag a genuine smile out of him.

I swear his smile could simultaneously melt a glacier and erupt a volcano.

It didn't help any that I could no longer make him smile like that. It used to be that I could, rarely and usually only when he thought I wasn't looking; but at least it because of me. It was all manners of confusing and It got to the point that I flirted and teased to relieve some stress.

I almost wished the kiss wasn't interrupted. No matter how much problems I knew it would cause.

Of course that Rocks, gansta movie wannabe had to choose that moment to make an appereance.

Sometimes I just curse my luck.

Why he affected me so much is something I've been asking myself for the past couple years. Since first year when I saw him for the first time and realized, It wasn't the boy-who-lived that had me so obsessed but Harry.

It almost sent me on a rampage when he refused me. This, Harry's refusal and blatant way of ignoring me, brought to mind all the hatred and jealousy's I practically forced myself to feel to curb the pain I felt when he rejected me all those years ago.

It wasn't something I felt often, having always gotten who I wanted, when I wanted. I didn't react well to it, but I still had the presence of mind to shove it all in the back of my head when the never-did-learn death eaters arrived. I couldn't resist ranting though, still too peeved and emotion overloaded to do otherwise.

"Draco, I know you just love your rants and i'm all for it if it's just us and the bad guys but considering there's innocents here as well ,might we consider continuing this at another time". Harrys fomal manner brought me back (hes only formal when I do something he thinks is particuarlly stupid and should have noticed by now). I retreated, letting my Merlin, as I dubbed our blood thirsty counterparts, take over.

I barely noticed the others arrive, too busy alternating magic and swordplay to keep the death eaters and dementors at bay while keeping a close eye on harry's back. I did though, spare a second to admire the precise way he wielded his daggers. There was just something about the way he moved with them that made it seem like he should have wings. It always got my blood flowing..

And now wasn't the time to think about that, I reminded myself firmly as I blocked a particular nasty right hook that would've suredly skinned my face with the spiked knuckle rings he had on.

Finally, the Eaters who were conscious fled with those still breathing. We waited, tense to see if they truly were gone, and only relaxed when a good 10 minutes passed and no one came back. I stood back and went to help Harry check for any lasting damage to our fellow school mates. Most were unconscious from either shock, or too much dementor exposure. The rest were yelling too fast for anyone too understand. I thought I heard the word dementor in there somewhere though and I locked eyes with Harry. He heard it too and silently we agreed to keep an eye on those particular Tamers and talk later.

Eventually we had to put them to sleep when even Neville's calming draught couldn't get them to calm down.. or speak coherently.

I was to tired to deal to even say hi to even Pansy, Blaise, or Theo. I really couldn't care less for Ron, Lavender, Seamus, or Dean. I've gotten better with Neville and Hermione, they're surprisingly forgiving and understanding which drew me to them naturally; but I still just wanted sleep.

With a sigh I grabbed the sleeves of the thugs closest to me and apparated straight into our out-of-the-way in-another-pocket-of-space mansion barely noticing the others follow suit. I dumped my cargo on the rug and made my way to the stairs. I barely got to the first step when I was jerked to the kitchen. Angrily I yanked my hand out of Harry's grip.

"I'm not in the mood Potter so just let me go." I ignored the sudden silence. It's been a while since I called Harry by that name but I was so not in the mood right now. Not only was Ginny clinging to him but all the emotion that I managed to shove away during the battle were returning full force. I was about ready to hex anyone from family to friend to enemy if I wasn't just left alone.

" Like you said we're partners," he sneered on partners and I narrowed my eyes "so you have to stay. we're all tired so just deal with it like the rest of us, Malfoy."

Ginny got a pleased look in her eye and I snapped for the second time in as many hours. Ginny shrieked clutching her new tail while trying to scatch at the boils on her chest. I looked at Harry my wand still in my pocket and my face pale. I didn't want anyone to know about my wandless magic and now, of all people Harry and his lackeys found out. I wasn't to worried about Pansy, Blaise or Theo, they've been my friends since we were children. Even if pans was still mad even she wouldn't say a word to anyone.

Harry stared back, his eyes unreadable but I could faintly see disgust shining through and it was enough to shatter a piece of something I didn't even know I owned. My emotions came hurtling back along with every memory to ever make me feel like shit. Harry with the look of pure loathing in his eyes. My father as he pounded me time and time again for every mistake I made. Voldemort as he laughed with glee over my tortured screams. Harry casting secumsumpstra in moaning myrtles bathroom. Harry turning his back on me when I needed him most. Harry ignoring me when I finally thought we were friends. I clutched my head dimly aware of the people trying to help the weaselslut, yelling at me to undo whatever I did.

I bet Harry was the one yelling, I thought as my fathers disgusted face morphed into Harry's.

My eyes prickled and I finally got enough motor function in my legs to turn and retreat to my bedroom, ignoring the shouts that followed me.

soul weapons :a weapon that a witch or wizards personally creates and bonds with. usually has another form that makes it easier to carry around wherever u go.

Harry= daggers/ tattoos on forearms (one of the rare that have a name: emerald and silver)

Draco= twin swords/choker (they are one of the rare that come with a name: dragons claw and tiger talon)

Lavender=tessan/ ponytail (its still steel so anyone that isn't her will feel its weight)

Ginny=falcons talon/fingerless gloves(this basically just gives her lethal steel claws)

Ron=battle axe/ belt chain

Blaise= scythe/ earing(rare with name: eclipse)

Hermione=bow/ hair clip ( she uses her magic to form arrows)

Neville=twin guns( never uses bullets and instead shoots lethal bolts of magic)/ rings for each middle finger

Luna= staff /chopstick(she uses it to tie her hair back)(rare with name: lunar)

Dean= basically a chain with a scythe at the end/ chain necklace with a scythe dangling from it. (rare with name: kusari-gama

Seamus= same as dean only with a scythe on each end/belt (only instead of the buckle imagine the scyths shrunken and looping together)(rare with name; vigoorian flail)

Theo=shuriken/ armband (the armband is like a leather pocket of space so when he wants a shuriken he just taps it and it comes out)

Pansy=sword/ chain neckalace (one of the rare with name :dragon sword)

Brian=basically bamboo swords with a handle (his can light up with an element though)/ two chopsticks ; does the same as luna(rare with name: tonfa)

Fans made of iron - called tessen - were commonly used by both ninja and samurai. There were two kinds of tessen - those that were actual folding fans and those modeled to look like folded fans that could be used to club an opponent. Either way, they could be carried around with no suspicion of being a weapon. When folded, regular tessen could be used the same as the ones used to club opponents. Folding tessen could also have sharpened edges used to cut opponents like a knife or other blade of some sort.

shuriken are the ninja equivalent to throwing knifes. only round with sharp edges expanding