Author's Note: Wow the way that people reacted was interesting. I know I was sad that they broke up :C Just because I love them and they are kind of cute together. I was glad that many of you understood why it happened and even had your opinions towards why it ended. You guys are great :D.
~Of Silver and Gold~
Chapter 33: Newer Level of Understanding
Harry had seen from the older students that breaking up was a horrible thing, he suspected himself to be curled up in a corner feeling sorry for himself, but it was quite the opposite as he sat beside his ex- girlfriend.
"What are you smirking about?" she asked him.
"I'm wondering when I'm supposed to be sobbing my eyes out in a corner over a lost relationship" he said.
Both chuckled and she nudged his side.
"That's a girl's job." She said amused. There was a slight pause before her voice softened. "It's not that bad is it?"
He sighed acting as if he was thinking it and wrapped his arm around her tugging her towards him. She laid her head on his shoulder and looked up at him curiously.
"No not really, I still get to snog you right?" he asked.
She smirked and laughed softly at his comment while he pushed her gently on the ground. Giggling she still didn't protest as he came closer to her.
He leaned over and looked down at her while her cheeks got slightly redder. He liked that reaction from her and chuckled. Her eyes were beginning to close and he was following her signal that is until she whispered.
"What happened to flying?" she asked.
He paused and chuckled at the pair. Maybe kisses were not as welcome as he once thought, still he chuckled and pressed his forehead against hers smiling. She laughed softly as his glasses slid down and she pulled them off.
"I can't see without those you know" he commented.
She slipped them on and winked. He pulled back and laughed knowing that she was trying to ignore the tension between the pair. He knew that despite his bad vision, he saw her smiling at him. He tugged his glasses back and chuckled.
"I can't see a damned thing with those" Angel said amused. "You know….what's funny?"
"What?" he said curiously.
"We know nothing of one another…" she said nonchalantly.
"I know things about you" he said.
"No you don't" she said.
"Oh I do" he replied confidently.
"What's my favorite color then?" she asked.
"Green" he replied.
"Merlin no" she said. "Blue"
"Blue?" he said. "But you're Slytherin"
"Does that mean you're favorite color is red or gold?" she asked.
"No..I like blue too" he said.
"See we know nothing about one another" she said.
"Want to play twenty questions?" he asked.
"What is that?"
"Muggle game"
"Sure…I suppose." She said making a face.
He rolled his eyes deciding that he had to get her used to more Muggle things. While she did seem uncomfortable, he knew he could win her over with silly games.
Malfoy Home…
Lucius looked at his wife who looked a little sadder than usual. He knew that his wife was usually a little saddened over her children off at school. He would get involved in work and she would just busy herself with little things, such as shopping or making care packages.
Lately they had been drifting slightly because of his work. He was always in his office, or so she thought, but he knew that something was different now. He was returning.
He took a sip of his brandy and breathed in heavily. He admitted to himself that he feared since Angel's first year incident, that he was returning to the dark side. He had been a coward during the first war, not only losing many friends, but also denying ever being involved in the dark side, rather being forced.
There was only one bright side to his cowardice that came in the form of their daughter. Angel was a blessing despite the lives lost, he admitted to himself, but now there was a change. He knew that war was eminent, that the Lord would want them to go to war again, and if that would occur, that his children might be involved in war.
He no longer had the protection that he once did a thing that he feared yet cherished. He was afraid that he had no protection for his family, but found that the darkness was tempting him once more. He admitted that he hated those damned Mudbloods with a passion, so much so that he was a little anxious over the bloodshed that would eventually occur.
He figured that if he did well that his children and he would have a good standing with Voldemort to a point that they'd have some say in how the new world would begin. He smirked at the thought and took another sip of brandy taking pleasure in the idea. Harry Potter dying would be the best for his family. He figured that if that halfblooded boy was killed, maybe by Draco's hand, then he'd have an ever better standing with the Lord.
No, they'd have to wait their time. He knew that Narcissa wouldn't like that, she sought protection for their children, but he figured that the best protection was with the Lord. She wouldn't know, he decided, he'd keep quiet, for wives would never be distressed in such a way.
"Lucius dear?" Narcissa said popping her head into his office.
"Yes Cissa love?" he asked.
"The Parkinsons have invited us to dinner, would you like to go?" she asked.
"Of course" he said.
As he saw her smile he finished his drink and walked over kissing her forehead.
"Let's go" he said.
"I miss our children" she said as they walked side by side.
"I do too mon chere" he said.
"I do hope they'll be safe" she said worriedly.
He felt a pang knowing what was to come, but it wouldn't harm them. Once Potter was dead, it'd be for the best.
"They will be Cissa, they will be" he said.
Hogwarts…
"What's your biggest fear?" She asked him.
It seemed that she had liked the game. Soon they were asking far more than just twenty questions. So far she had learned that his favorite color was blue, he found that Creevey boy annoying, he loved flying, thought that maybe being a professional seeker player or an Auror would be his career choice, and he hated the fame. In return he had learned her favorite color was blue, she had a phobia towards insects and spiders, she would like being a medi-witch, and she'd always been afraid of the dark.
He felt that he was getting used to the new side of her. She answered quickly never really thinking about it and he felt that she was truly excited by it as well. Seeing her being more open towards him he was doing the same thing.
"Voldemort"
He saw her wince and looked away automatically. He knew that that name was never supposed to be mentioned, but he didn't care, rather she should get used to it.
"And yours?" he asked.
They had already talked about her dislike of insects, but the way she thought of the question was what perplexed him.
"Being alone" she replied softly.
Both were thoughtful about their answers, but that was all interrupted as they saw a flash hit their direction. Both covered their faces and curled away from surprise.
"What the hell!" Harry exclaimed rubbing his eyes.
"Damn it" she said annoyed doing the same.
"Harry!" they heard a voice say.
Harry groaned softly knowing it was Colin. He really thought that the boy was too excitable for his own good. He was such a big fan, and he had admitted his annoyance to Angel herself, who had admitted that she had heard the boy talk about him during the DADA class that she and Colin shared.
"Harry, Harry!" he said excitedly.
"Hello Colin" Harry said in a more demure tone.
"I'm so glad to catch you alone!" Colin said excitedly.
Angel raised her brow and wondered if she was invisible at the moment. Harry looked at her with a look of amusement showing that he was possibly thinking along the same lines.
"I'm not alone Colin" Harry said.
Colin looked confused then flushed seeing Angel looking at him with a blank expression. Colin wasn't the brightest fellow, but he knew that Angel was sure a well known student in their class year. He was often ignored by her, she never really ridiculed him like her brother did, but after he had declared that Draco was jealous of Harry she was giving him a hard time in classes.
Despite it all, he was a boy and saw how pretty she was. She was a dark person, that's what many said, that and she was intrigued by the darkness making her somewhat less attractive in his eyes.
"H-hello Angel" he said nervously.
"Hello Creevey" she said dully.
He felt himself flush at the nonchalant expression in her face. He knew that she knew he was uncomfortable or at least displeased at what he just interrupted, or rather what he had stumbled upon. What were Angel Malfoy and the Harry Potter doing together?
"Did you need anything Colin?" Harry asked trying to be polite.
"Just wanted to get a few pictures of you." He said. "I got a jolly good picture of you from the top stands"
He soon got excited and forgot about his nervousness, after all Harry was talking about him again.
"Picture from up the stands?" Angel repeated.
"Yes I did!" he said excitedly.
"And what did the picture include?" she asked her tone tightening.
"Oh Harry, his companion and the nice Quidditch field" he said.
Angel got up immediately mentioning her and walked towards him. Harry knew that this was not good, they didn't want to attract any unwanted attention, but having her bullying Colin wasn't the right choice either.
"Now Angel-" Harry warned his own tone wary.
"Give me the camera Creevey" she said in a quiet but deadly voice.
"N-no it's mine" he said holding it to his chest.
"Give it!" she repeated in a louder voice.
"No!" he said and soon began to run down the hill.
She gritted her teeth and soon the chase began. Harry couldn't believe it and grabbed her bag and followed them. As he reached halfway down the hill he saw the most comical and surprising thing. Angel had caught up with poor Colin and had tackled him down.
With a small cry from Colin, Angel managed to take his camera and opened the film compartment and tugged out all the film.
By the time Harry reached them Angel was holding the film in her hand, all rumpled and ruined and Colin sniveling like a small child. He saw that she was vicious when she wanted to be and Colin knew it from the look of fear he had.
"This never happened got it Creevey!" she hissed.
"N-no m-ma'am" he said nervously.
"Good" she said. "Get out of my sight."
Colin looked to Harry who looked sheepish at what just occurred. Sure he didn't like Colin, but that didn't mean he approved at how she bullied him.
"B-bye Harry, s-s-sorry!" he squeaked and ran.
Soon both looked as he ran towards the castle with great fear in his eyes. Both stayed quiet, one person amused by all that had happened and the other surprised.
"You're so much like Malfoy; I can't believe you bullied him that way! He's just a poor boy." Harry said shaking his head.
She turned to face him and raised her brow.
"Okay , first of all he's a gossip, second of all you dislike him as well, and thirdly I was not going to be blackmailed by a little dweeb."
He shook his head and she shrugged. Silence loomed over the pair and Angel frowned already knowing what was coming from him. Growling softly, she uttered:
"I'm not going to apologize if that's what your look is trying to make me do."
"No…but it was wrong" he said shrugging. "I can't force you to be nice."
"I'm a Slytherin Harry, nice isn't something we are at our house if we want to survive." She told him.
"I suppose….do you think he'll be quiet about it?" he asked trying to change the conversation.
"He better be." She muttered a warning tone clear in her voice.
"You know he'll tell someone anyway right?" Harry said after a while.
"Well then, I'll deny it, no one would believe it you know" she said.
"Oh? That you and I could be dating is that far fetched?" he asked.
"Little bit" she said dryly making him know she was joking. "But the point that it's coming from Creevey, no one will believe him" she said.
He grabbed her hand and she allowed him. She noticed that he was holding her satchel and she tugged it from him. Both walked in silence towards the castle.
"You know…I don't know if I like you being a bully." Harry said softly.
She shrugged not really bothering her.
"That's fine..I don't know if I like you being a goody two-shoes"
He glared but he knew that she took his comment to no offense.
"Shut up," he said.
She smiled softly at him and he squeezed her hand in return. Sure they were different and Harry would simply get used to her being aggressive when necessary and she would have to get used to his sense of justice.
"I don't want to go to class tomorrow" he said out of the blue.
"It won't be that bad, after the first challenge people will be cheering you don't worry" she said.
He looked at her as if he was calling her a liar. She smiled and stopped, making him do the same.
"How about this-" she said.
She slipped her hand in her satchel and began to look for the badge. As she did she took it out and showed him, causing him to merely wrinkle his nose in annoyance.
"Don't you think you've been a big enough bully today?"
She rolled her eyes and her lips twitched.
"Wait" she said.
She took out her wand and murmured a spell that Harry couldn't quite catch and soon the badge changed. He smiled reading it.
Harry Potter, the True Champion!
He smiled.
"Wait there's more!" she said. "Press it"
He looked curious and did the same soon letting out an even bigger smile.
Potter's Number One Fan!
He chuckled and pulled her into a hug.
"See I'm not that big of a bully" she murmured to his chest but embraced him back.
"Is that true?" he asked her ignoring her previous comment.
"Mhm, absolutely" she said.
"Why are you supporting me over Cedric?" he asked.
She smiled against his chest and pulled back to look at him.
"I think that you're the best looking champion" she teased referring to many people choosing Cedric for his good looks.
He chuckled and leaned down only centimeters from her lips. She got on her tippy toes and allowed him a small kiss.
"Thanks" he whispered.
She laughed softly.
"I've never been thanked for a kiss" she teased.
He rolled his eyes.
"Bloody hell you're annoying" he said not meaning it.
"I know" she replied cheekily.
"I should head to my common room" she said.
"I know…can we meet up tomorrow?" he asked.
She frowned.
"I don't know if I can Harry…I might have work for Care of Magical Creatures" she said frowning.
"You can borrow my notes from that class…or I can get Hagrid to help" he said in hopes of getting her to say yes.
She let out a tiny sigh of resignation and nodded.
"Sure, that'd be great" she said.
She waved and walked back towards her common room.
Next Morning…
"Antidotes!" Snape said looking around at them all.
As usual he had his intimidating gaze.
"You should have all prepared your recipes now. I want you to brew them carefully, and then, we'll be selecting someone on whom to test one.." he sneered.
Harry wasn't really paying attention in the class. He was instead trying to ignore the bad aura around him. He hated double potions with a passion because he felt that Snape was looking for any opportunity to make his life hell. He had already taken fifty points from Gryffindor for the fight he had with Malfoy, so he knew that he might be in for it. He wondered if whatever he was given would come from Neville, for if it did then it would mean eminent death.
Moments Before in DADA..
"So grab a partner and begin the offensive and defensive moves" Professor Moody barked.
Angel sighed and got up walking to Luna once more because they would be each other's partners. She lifted her wand and they began the classical movements of a classical dueling match.
They bowed to one another and turned around taking three steps from one another. Both turned around immediately and Luna began the match.
"Incendio!" Luna said.
Angel always noticed that when they dueled, Luna would change her expression, her dreamy eyes gone and left for a more determined and serious expression.
"Aguamenti!" Angel replied.
Instead of repelling the fire, she threw a large stream of water from her wand. Both girls worked with the elements, more of the classical spells in the Wizarding world.
"Rictucempra!" Luna said.
Angel laughed and fell to the ground letting out laughter as she was overcome with the tickling.
The spell had been used once before by Harry on Draco, but Draco not being ticklish was pushed back, she was obviously affected.
"C-Condundo!" Angel gasped out.
Luna let go of her wand and was left staring around, wrinkling her nose in confusion. Angel was on the ground breathing heavily trying to get her composure once more.
"Malfoy!" she heard Professor Moody call say.
She got up immediately and walked over in a more demure fashion. As she reached his desk he took out a slip.
"Here go to Professor Snape's class and get Harry Potter, seems Mr. Bagman wants him for photos" he grumbled.
"Why not send Creevey?" She asked pointing towards the boy who looked frowning at the job being taken away.
"I said you, not him now did I? Don't question me and go!" he said.
She nodded and before she left she felt a little bad for Luna and said.
"Finite Incantum" she said and soon Luna was back to her cheery but still dazed self.
Luna waved and soon walked over towards another potential partner to help her.
As she closed the door and was glad to dodge her most hated class, she felt some relief being sent in some errand. She walked towards the large staircase and began to go downstairs all the way to the first floor towards the dungeons.
Present time…
Before Snape could call out a name, there was a knock in the door. Because the room was so silent, the knock noise echoed in the room. Snape lifted his gaze from Harry and looked at the door. Soon the door opened and there came a figure that was safe within this room.
Angel entered the room in the quietest manner. Her expression showed no real emotion, something no normal student would be showing. In reality most students would be trembling over the fact of interrupting Professor Snape's class.
She walked down the middle aisle calmly and ignored the looks that other students gave her. She would not speak until Snape paid enough attention to properly give her the floor, so she clasped her hands together and waited patiently.
"Yes?" he said curiously.
"I was instructed to take Potter upstairs" she commented.
Professor Snape got up and stared down at her. Many wondered if he was going to be rude and comment about it, but instead stared her down. She looked right back up to him and blinked only a few times, raising her brow as if wondering if he was going to give her the usual treatment towards others.
Harry swore he saw Snape's lip twitch as if he was showing amusement.
"Potter has another hour to complete of potions..he will come upstairs when this class is finished" he drawled out coldly.
"But Professor, Mr. Bagman wants him" she murmured quietly.
It was obvious that people were listening in, so she has purposely lowered her voice.
"All the champions have to go" she added.
As he was walking away almost brushing her, she would not show her annoyance; she knew what her godfather was doing and she was not going to fall for it.
"They are taking photographs I believe" she whispered.
Snape turned to face her and nodded her direction. Soon he turned sharply towards Harry.
"Potter take your things and go" he barked. "Get out of my sight!"
Harry quickly picked up his bag and began to walk out.
"Thank you Professor" Angel said and bowed slightly.
"Get out of my classroom Miss Malfoy" Snape said and showed her a hand movement telling her to get out.
Angel nodded and walked out of the classroom in a much calmer manner than Harry who practically ran out. She saw that Draco was holding the badge and pushed it to show Harry the 'Potter Stinks' to bother him as well.
"Photos?" Harry asked her as soon as the door was closed.
She shrugged and walked ahead forcing him to follow her in a somewhat annoyed manner.
"What about photos?" Harry asked.
"I don't know Moody made me come and get you for Bagman. I don't really care" she murmured.
"I hate attention" he groaned.
"Hm" she said nonchalantly.
"What?" he said as he caught up with her.
"Oh nothing" she said. "Just wondering how some people who seek out attention don't get any, while people like you are forced to get it."
"You sound a lot like Ron right now" he muttered.
"I'm going to pretend that you didn't insult me right now."
He nudged her softly, and her lip twitched saying nothing. Once more they walked farther apart from one another, unwilling to have people start conversations about the pair. Still, his grouchiness was frustrating for her. She turned to face him as they reached the next floor and she rolled her eyes at his face.
"Honestly, is that the image of your mug they want you to take? The photos might go on the Daily Prophet." She said sighing.
"I don't care" he said immaturely.
She wondered just how much of a child Harry could really be. He was getting more frustrated at the face he was getting more attention, he even mumbled little whines as she lead him towards the classroom.
It ranged from "Just what I need more attention" to "Why can't I catch a break?"
She turned right and made a sudden stop making him crashed into her. She grunted as she was pushed into the door and before she could knock, the door opened making her stumble slightly inside. Harry almost fell, but she tugged him to stay up making them both look like fools in front of the other Champions.
It was a fairly small classroom, most of the desks had been pushed away to the back of the room, leaving a small space in the middle of the room. Five chairs had been set out for the champions and there were already three people waiting.
As they walked forward, their eyes landed on the pair and Harry inwardly winced at the coldness that radiated off the trio. Angel simply ignored the looks and instead turned to face Dumbledore and the other Headmasters as well.
The awkwardness ended when Bagman walking forward and shaking Harry's hand enthusiastically.
"Here's Champion number four!" he said.
He wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulder and turned him to face Rita once more.
"This is Rita Skeeter!"
"Excuse me?" Angel said.
All eyes turned to face the youngest student in the room.
The blonde woman with tight curls, Rita, turned to face the young student and by her expression she knew exactly who it was.
"What a pretty girl" Rita cooed. "A Malfoy correct?"
Angel looked at her coldly, as she usually did with new people. She knew who this woman was, a year ago she had read the article that she had written about Sirius, as well as the gossip column she was famous for.
"May I help you?" she drawled out.
Harry noticed that it was eerily similar to Snape's voice when annoyed.
"No.." Rita said darting her eyes to Harry who was next to Angel. "just an observation."
"Yes Miss Malfoy" Dumbledore said.
"May I head back to class now?" she said.
"Of course Miss Malfoy thank you for helping us." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye.
She nodded and turned to face Harry discreetly. His gaze followed her till the door closed and soon he returned to face Rita once more who he realized that she was staring at him.
"As I was saying Harry my boy" Bagman said. "She's doing a small piece on the tournament for the Daily Prophet!"
Rita giggled and kept looking at Harry.
"Maybe not so small Ludo" she murmured.
Harry looked confused, but he looked back to Rita. He knew that something was up, those eyes were hiding something.
What he didn't know that he and Angel had planted a small seed in Rita's mind. She saw something there…and she would find out exactly what was going on. For a good story is a good story, and even if she had to sprinkle a few sprinkles of white lies she would do it. Her readers would see something unfold here, she swore it.