A/N: Hey everyone, I just want to say POV situation is the same. Warning, this chapter will have quite a bit of dialogue, like a lot. And also thank you for all of the support and now without further ado, on with the story!
Harry's POV
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Tracey screamed in my face.
"ME?! WHAT THE HELL ABOUT YOU?" I yelled straight back at her.
"ME!? WHAT ABOUT ME? THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!" Tracey was still screaming.
"IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR 'LETS JUST WATCH' THING, SHE MIGHT-" I cut off at before finishing my sentence. Maybe that was a little harsh since I just went along with it but still.
"DON'T EVEN SAY IT POTTER!"
Sometime Earlier (November 12th)
11:50. I had to be at the Davis's at 12:00. Making my way through Hogsmeade, I eventually made it to The Three Broomsticks. Greeting Madam Rosemerta, I made my way over to the floo and checked the time yet again. 11:59. Not shifting my gaze from my watch, I waited as the seconds ticked by for it to change to 12. Glancing up really quick and sparing a simple look around, I glance back at the watch.
12 o'clock.
Picking up the floo powder, I threw it into the floo, before following it myself.
"Davis Manor!" I shouted and waited for the floo to take me away.
Stepping out of the floo without so much of a stumble I realized just how glad I was to have perfected that. Looking around I spotted who I would assume was Lord Davis standing in front of me.
"Hello Lord Potter. It's a pleasure." He stepped forward and held out his hand.
"Same to you Lord Davis." Extending my hand, I took his and shook.
Letting go, he turned and headed over to the desk in towards middle of the room that I would guess was a study. Sitting down he beckoned me over to sit in the chair opposite the desk.
Sitting across from him, I decided it was best to let him begin.
"Well Lord Potter, I must say it was definitely a shock to hear from you. I was not aware you had taken up your mantle and was just as shocked that you would willingly associate with anyone not allied with the light."
"I recently found out the nature of my true heritage at the start of the summer and exactly what being a Potter meant. I have assumed the responsibilities and plan to act on them. As for the second part well, I've had a change of heart. Recent events have opened my eyes. One of the reasons I sought you out."
"Really? Do tell."
"I plan to side with the neutrals, the grey if you will. From what I managed to find on the Noble House of Davis, your family is known as a neutral family. A family that I would like to associate with."
"Why side with the neutrals? From what I know of you, you're close with Dumbledore. It would make sense for you to side with him in the light. So why neutral?"
"You're half correct. I was close with Dumbledore but as I said, I've had my eyes opened recently. I've lost all faith in him and recently have had many arguments with him. I do not agree with his tactics nor ideas. As you may know, the wizarding world is going to be a struggle for power soon. One would think it would be Dumbledore, the light versus Voldemort, the dark. But I want to change that. I want to make this a three way war. And I believe I can with the proper allies."
"Interesting. You're correct to say, the wizarding world may very well be going to war. But what can you do? What do you plan to do? How do you plan to make an actual difference?"
"As you now know, I am Lord Potter, but that is merely the beginning. I am more than that. I am Lord Potter Evans Black Slytherin." Pausing, I allowed him time to process that new tid bit of information. He certainly looked shocked. Continuing "As for what I plan to do well, for right now I just want the Minister out of office. Fudge is useless, but if say we had a competent minister like, oh I don't know, Amelia Bones. Then the Ministry could become a powerhouse, change how things work, make life difficult for a certain old meddling fool and an annoying self-proclaimed dark lord. That's what I plan to do. Taking away political power would be a great way to start on winning this war."
Lord Davis looked me straight in the eye, before getting up and walking over to a counter behind the desk. Chuckling, he picked up a bottle and a glass before filling the glass and moving to stand in front of the window that overlooked the gardens.
Staring out at the ground, he began "You, Lord Potter would certainly make an interesting ally." Turning towards me he looked me in the eye and said "A game changing ally. Though there is one matter we must cover before we get to that."
"Your alliance with the Greengrasses I assume?"
"You really are a clever man. Shame you weren't in Slytherin. But alas, you are correct in you assumption. Which I way I am going to ask you something."
"Ask away Lord Davis."
"Would you be opposed to inviting Lord Greengrass here to continue this matter? Then we can get down to business."
"The more the merrier. I look forward to meeting him."
Nodding he set his glass down on his desk and went over to the fireplace. Throwing in floo powder, he walked in and vanished in the green flames.
About ten minutes later, the flames reignited and Lord Davis reappeared with another man appearing shortly after.
"Lord Potter, I would like you to meet, Lord Cyrus Greengrass." The man in question stepped forward and held out his hand in a similar manner that Lord Davis had earlier. Stepping closer, I returned the favor.
"Now Lord Potter, why don't you enlighten Lord Greengrass on the details of this very interesting meeting?"
"Very well, Lord Greengrass as I've told Lord Davis, I have had my eyes opened during the recent summer. This has caused me to realize a few things. There will be a war in the wizarding world and as of right now, there are two main factions, the dark and the light. I wanna change that. I want to make that three. I want the grey or the neutrals to be a budding opponent in this war."
"And how exactly do you plan to do that?" His tone and face showed his skepticality.
"First would be the Minister, he's incompetent at best. If say, a competent minister like maybe Amelia Bones, were to take his place. Then the ministry could become a powerhouse, change the tides, and make the lives of the old meddling fool and the self-proclaimed dark lord sociopath way more difficult. Taking away political power in this war could change the outcome, drastically. That is what I plan to do."
"Riight, and how does a sixteen year old boy plan to do that. You don't hold any power in the government nor will you until you become of age."
"Actually, I'm emancipated because of the ministry's idiotic incompetence and my godfather. So as an adult I was able to claim my titles. I am Lord Potter Evans Black Slytherin, so I suggest you don't doubt me. Cause I actually hold a lot of power."
I'm beginning to love this shocked look.
"Ev-vans, Black, Sl-Slytherin?!"
"Yup!" I made sure to pop the 'p'. Looking over at Lord Davis, I saw him not even try g to hide his smirk. He was enjoying his friends shock just as much as I enjoyed it and probably much more than his own.
"I think I need a drink!" Walking briskly over to the counter behind the drink in a similar manner as his friend had earlier, he grabbed a glass and what looked like a bottle of scotch before pouring a generous glass for himself. Turning around he just stared at me after downing the majority of the glass.
"You, Lord Potter are certainly an interesting man. Full of surprises aren't we?"
"Surprisingly, I hear that a lot."
"You came to Lord Davis because you need support. You plan on launching a No Confidence vote at the December Wizengamot and you needed allies. The Davis family and mine own were the only ones you couldn't predict. The rest of the Lords and Ladies, you can easily assume what they would vote as they are mostly public ally dark or light except us. Neutrals are unaccounted for." Lord Greengrass was definitely a smart man.
"Correct, and neutrals are normally only allied with other neutrals, making both families unknown quantities."
"How about we change that?"
"We'll change the tides."
"Good, it's about time someone did that. And I think the person is you Lord Potter." Lord Greengrass you are making my day.
"Alright, let's do this. I, Lord Anthony Davis of the Noble House of Davis offer an alliance to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. For our families to support one another when needed, to aid the other and to fight by the others side. So I offer, so mote be it."
"I, Lord Harry Potter of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter accept the offered alliance with the Noble House of Davis. For our families to support one another when needed, to aid the other and to fight by the others side. So I accept, so mote be it."
"Now you Cyrus." Lord Davis gave a gesture and waited for his friend to begin.
"I, Lord Cyrus Greengrass of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass offer an alliance to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter. For our families to support one another when needed, to aid the other and to fight by the others side. So I offer, so mote be it."
"I, Lord Harry Potter of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter accept the offered alliance with the Most Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass. For our families to support one another when needed, to aid the other and to fight by the others side. So I accept, so mote be it."
The alliances were finished by a flash of light and three interlocking rings appear glowed before disappearing again. The three families were now united and a three way alliance was formed.
"Well I believe as we will be working together and can hopefully be more friends then allies one day, I would to go by a first name basis Lord Potter. And I would like to get to know you as not only an ally but a friend." Lord Davis explained.
"I agree, we will be working closely for a indefinite amount of time and hopefully after as friends." Lord Greengrass agreed.
"I would be open to that."
"Okay then, Harry, how about we talk about some plans for the December Wizengamot?" Anthony suggested with a grin on his face. Oh this was gonna be fun.
"I agree, Anthony. After all, it will be a big day." Cyrus had a like look on his face and a mischievous glint in his eye. Oh I am definitely going to like these two.
"Well we definitely can't go unprepared now came we? Wouldn't want to disappoint." I smirked. We're going to have some fun.
Anthony moved over to a research table to the left of the fireplace, it was similar to the one we used in the room. Following after him, Cyrus and I went and sat around the table along with him.
It was 4 o'clock by the time I left the Davis residence. In my time there I had gotten to know the two men. We had planned out a few things for the day of the December Wizenmagot, it was going to be an interesting day.
Walking back from Hogsmeade, I made my way to the entrance hall of the castle, though I didn't make it far because as soon as I passed the entry to the castle, someone sprinted past me.
It was Tracey. What the hell? Then before I knew it, I was being slammed into from the side. We tumbled to the ground with the person on top of me. Looking up at the I saw who it was.
Hermione.
"Hermione, what the hell?" She jumped up and grabbed my arm yanking me up with her. She totally ignored my question in favor of dragging me along in the direction Tracey sprinted in earlier.
I decided in sake of getting questions answered that it would be best to rather than be dragged by her to just run with her.
Running along side her, I tried again. "Hermione, what is going on?" She glanced my way before only running faster.
"I'll explain when we get there."
"Get where?" Yea where are we sprinting to?
"Hospital Wing!" She got it out just as we turned the corner into the corridor with the entrance to the Hospital Wing.
Once we reached the door we stopped running and made our way inside.
"Hermione what are we doing here?" She didn't answer, only glanced at me and then continued over to where Tracey was standing at the end of a bed. I tried to see who was in the bed but couldn't because of the privacy curtain that hung around the bed.
I moved over to Tracey with the intention of asking what's wrong but I never got that far. As soon as I passed the end of the curtain, I saw who it was. Daphne was laying in the bed, she looked like she was sleeping. I definitely hoped for at least a second that, that was the case.
"What happened to her?"
"Remember how she kept looking worse and worse?" Of course I remember Tracey.
"Course I remember."
Madam Pomfrey came over and went to the bed to check on Daphne. "Well Mister Potter, it would appear that because of your dismissive behavior about it, she may not make it. If you had come to me sooner, this may have never happened." Madam Pomfrey stated with a look on her face that basically said she was blaming me. This was not my fault!
"My dismissive behavor!? Are you kidding me?" I'm not that one who suggested we observe.
"Yes Mister Potter, if you had only been responsible for once than this might not be happening." Madam Pomfrey didn't even know the story and she was blaming me!
"Well you listen here Pomfrey, this is not my fault! So don't even try to pin it on me. Just tell me what's wrong with her."
"Well, I never!"
"You just did, now tell me!" I honestly couldn't give a rats arse about her feelings right now. I just want answers.
Giving me a glare, she started. "According to diagnostic spells, she has a strong hate potion in her system along with a very strong dose of a love potion. My first guess would be Amortentia."
"Okay, I'm not getting why this is so bad. Can't you just flush the potions from her system?"
"It's not that easy Mister Potter!"
"Well why the hell not?"
"But the combination along with the dose is lethal."
"Why?" Hermione butted in.
"Because the hate potion is directed at her true love and the love potion is directed at someone she hates. Causing her to not know what she feels or what is right. Feeling hate for a true love is nearly impossible, and dangerous if forced. And loving someone she hates is messing with her thoughts and confusing her. Not to mention just unpleasant. This caused the unconscious reaction, it was making her condition deteriorate and was damaging her.
"Okay and how is it fixed?" Tracey questioned.
"Many people do not believe in this type of magic because it's rare but it's real. It's called True Love's Kiss. It can break any curse. Her true love has to kiss her to wake her up. Otherwise she stays unconscious and keeps getting worse until eventually, she gives out."
"And how do we find this true love of hers when we don't even know who he is?"
"Well Mister Potter, the love potion is directed towards Mister Malfoy, so who do you think the hate potions going to directed at?" She said it with a matter of fact tone.
Thinking about it and remembering everything that happened I begin backing away completely aware of Tracey's and Hermione's wide eyed eyes on me. Turning, I ducked my head and left the hospital wing.
Leaving the wing, I turned the corner at the end of the corridor before stopping and just leaning against the wall.
Closing my eyes, I zoned out thinking about everything.
I hadn't heard the footsteps, I was pulled back when I heard my name being called.
"Harry!" Tracey was standing in front of me calling to get my attention.
"What?!"
"Why did you leave?"
"Because it's not true. It can't be!" It didn't make any sense
"And why not?"
"Because I'm not her true love. If I was then something would've happened before now."
"I don't care if you think your not, your going to kiss her and wake her up. You have to at least try!"
"No I don't!" We were getting progressively louder until we were basically shouting.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Tracey screamed in my face.
"ME?! WHAT THE HELL ABOUT YOU?" I yelled straight back at her.
"ME!? WHAT ABOUT ME? THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!" Tracey was still screaming.
"IT HAS EVERYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! BECAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR 'LETS JUST WATCH' THING, SHE MIGHT-" I cut off at before finishing my sentence. Maybe that was a little harsh since I just went along with it but still.
"DON'T EVEN SAY IT POTTER!" She broke off and glanced away before looking back at me and continuing. "It'll only happen if you don't at least try. Maybe your not her true love but you can't just let her die without trying." She looked me in the eye. She had tears in her eyes.
"She's not my responsibility!" We were escalating again.
"WE CAN'T JUST GIVE UP!"
"Watch me." Turning away, I walked away from her and the hospital wing. I began the trek from the first floor to the seventh, to the room of requirement.
Some Time Later
I've just been in the room thinking for I don't even know how long. I just keep replaying everything over in my head wondering why does everything happen to me?
Hearing a door open, I turned and looked only to see Hermione closing the door behind her. I shouldn't have picked a room she knew I'd use.
Walking over to my spot on the couch she sat next to me.
"Heard you denied it, that true?" True.
"Expect something different?"
"Yeah kind of." Turning my head, I stared at her.
"What?"
"I know you probably don't believe the true love thing but you do care about her, you like her."
"Um no I don't."
"Really?"
"Uh huh. Don't like her."
Chuckling she looked at me and said "Yeah you do. That's why you challenged her in the first place. That's why you became friends, that's why you trusted her even if she thought you didn't. You may not have showed her your past but you showed her who you are now. Harry I know this whole thing sounds crazy but if magic is a thing why can't this be? Why can't true love happen?"
"I'm not saying it doesn't happen, I'm just saying, that it doesn't happen for me. I don't get that lucky Hermione. I just don't. I can change who I am, what I look like, who I hang out with all I want but in the end it doesn't change my luck. Trust me I've tried."
"Harry, hey, you can have the best days where everything goes perfect and you have an awesome day. You can even have a week of good things. Or you can have a week of bad things or a day of horrible things where nothing goes right but no matter what, in the end it balances out. It will always go back to normal, not great but not bad, right in the middle. Nothing can stay good just like nothing can stay bad because you need the bad for there to be good. Yes you've had horrid luck in your life and you should've had a better life but it's not over yet. Change it."
"How?" I knew I sounded so worn saying that.
Taking my hand in her's she said "Take a chance with that kiss. The worst that can happen is that nothing happens. The best, you find true love. Nothing to lose only gain."
Turning, I released her hand and wrapped my arms around her in a hug. "Thank you Hermione." I whispered when I felt her arms wrap around my neck.
We stayed hugging for several minutes, when we released each other she got up and moved over to the door.
With her hand on the handle she turned and called out "Harry?"
"Yeah?" I stood and turned to look at her.
"Love you." She said with a slight smile. And after hearing her say it, I knew I loved her too. She was my best friend and sister.
Nodding slightly I responded "Love you too." I smiled back. It wasn't the smirk or a grin that I normally do it, and we both knew it was genuine.
She turned back to the door and opened it and left the room. Sitting back down on the couch, I just stared at the fire and thought about what she said.
A/N: Here you go, a little explanation as to what's been going on with Daphne. If you are wondering where I got true loves kiss from, I got the idea from Once Upon A Time, just so you know. Hope you enjoy and happy reading!