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WARNING: FLUFFINESS AHEAD

~Of Silver and Gold~

Chapter 39: Dating

Angel never thought they'd ever be like this. The smell of wet grass was all around them, the moon shining brightly, lighting up the darkness. She felt happy, despite the weight over her.

She wiggled and laughed at his light touches, it was new to her, being back with Harry. She enjoyed his caresses, and she leaned against the crook of his neck as he ran his fingers languidly through her uncovered arms. She smiled and looked at him eyes heavy with happiness. His fingers trailed in lazy patterns, from her exposed neck, down towards her collarbone and towards her naked shoulders.

Those touches were nothing as he kissed her cheek softly. Her eyes closed immediately and a flush fluttered itself across her cheeks.

"That tickles" she whispered.

She felt him smile against her neck and she lifted her hand to run it through his perfectly combed hair. The dark tresses contrasted greatly with her pale fingers.

"You're messing up my hair" he murmured at the crook of her neck.

"I prefer it messy, it suits you, and it's more like you"

He lifted his head and leaned down at her studying her expression. She was indeed a vision: her soft wavy hair, that was curlier than usual, was displayed over his cloak as she laid over it. Dark intricate brown curls splayed themselves over his robe in intricate patterns like dark vines. Her eyes were bright, showing happiness and serenity at the moment they were sharing. Her lips were parted as she took a breath and then exhaled. The color of her lips were no longer the soft glitter, but the natural pink color of her lips remained, he probably figured that his lips now held the gloss, no matter. Her cheeks were dusted pink, from their shy embrace and the simply joy of being together once more. Her face was in the transition from a cherubic young girl, towards a young lady and he was lucky enough to catch her and he promised himself not to let her go.

"What are you doing?" she snorted amused.

His lips twitched at how despite her angelic features, she still held that spunk in her.

"Staring"

She laughed and sat up to kiss his cheek.

"Being cheeky are we?" she said.

He shrugged and caressed her face, earning a nuzzle from her in return. This night was beginning to be one of the most memorable, and probably his happiest memory yet. Their quiet night was interrupted by the music from the castle drifting towards their hidden location.

Angel hummed the song, and she looked at Harry. The Yule Ball was definitely a memorable experience, but it would be more memorable if her dream date would share a dance with her. So she decided to ask.

"Hey Harry?" she whispered.

He moved his attention to her towards her and leaned forward capturing her lips in a peck before she could ask. She reciprocated of course, but murmured against his lips.

"Dance with me?"

If he said he wasn't surprised at her request then he'd be a big liar. He pulled away from their kiss somewhat uncomfortable. Not that he minded her question, but did he really have to make a full of himself in front of her? He sighed and looked up to see her brown eyes shining with hope.

"I can't dance you know" he commented.

Her eyes dimmed and her small smile soon formed a frown, mirroring his own. She was hoping he'd say yes, after all if he danced with Parvati, why couldn't he dance with her? Well she wasn't going to take that as an answer, so in a determined move, she lifted her dress to her knees. He blushed, but she didn't care, her hands immediately went towards her ankles were she released the strap of her shoes, and once they were off she threw them aside, and with a wiggle of her toes, she was up.

He looked at her confused, especially as her feet touches the wet and very cold grass. She looked at him determined and he looked at her back, still unmoving.

"No Angel" he said frowning.

She shrugged and hummed the familiar tune. She remembered this song in particular because whenever her mother heard this song, it would bring her to tears. She never understood why, but in her opinion it was a beautiful song. And so if he wasn't going to dance with her, she'd do it herself. She got on her tippy toes like those dancers and she began to spin gracefully in the wet grass.

He simply stared at her, with a smile on his face. He often forgot just how silly she could be. She moved around ,her dress accentuating every move.

"You're not going to feel your toes you know" he said.

She stuck her tongue out and began to hum as she heard the music. Soon the words appeared in her mind as if she was always supposed to know them.

"Stars shining bright above you" she cooed "night breezes seem to whisper 'I love you', birds singing in the sycamore trees, dream a little dream of me"

He heard her sing and a lopsided grin replaced his small one. She was simply spinning around and singing her song, as if she knew word for word, and he mouthed the words. He knew this song too, how many times would Petunia angrily remove the song, yelling something about that damned sister of hers. Ever since he heard that he was enthralled with the song.

"Won't you dance with me Harry" she sang teasingly.

He sighed and got up, picking up her shoes as he did so.

"Here" he said walking towards her.

"Don't need those to dance" she said and threw them back over towards his robe.

He sighed, but relented as she placed his hands on her waist and she placed her hands on his chest. Soon they began to spin around in an almost graceful movement. She looked absolutely graceful, but he felt like he was sweating as he moved, trying not to step on her. Still she was happy ,and she continued to sing:

"Night's fading but I linger on dear, still craving your kiss" she sang winking at him "I'm longing to linger to dawn dear, just saying this"

She looked up at him expectantly and he began too, just to entertain her.

"Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams to leave all worries behind you. But in your dreams whatever they be"

"Dream a little dream of me" she added with him.

Pulling him a little lower, she brought him down for a kiss and he smiled against it, sharing a small grin with her. Soon the simply swayed with the tunes that came from the castle, and he was proud of himself that he didn't step even once on her feet, and he even managed to spin her and press her against him as if he knew what he was doing. She was so graceful, always moving her feet in a way that even an oaf like him couldn't step on.

"This has been the best date ever" she murmured against his chest.

"Mhm" he said.

Soon their feet movement stopped and they simply stood there, in each other's arms swaying side to side.

Their moment soon ended as they heard rustling in the bushes. Both tensed, and he hid her behind him wondering what was happening, that is until they saw a pink dress that belonged to Pansy Parkinson. Her hair looked unharmed but her dress, the way she lifted it, so gingerly, as if it would be absolutely destroyed.

"There you are! Bloody hell, do you know how many bushes I had to awkwardly look for? Do you know how many things I've seen, do you know how I wish I could simply wash my eyeballs out?"

Pansy's dramatic expression soon turned to annoyance as soon as she saw them together in an embrace.

Honestly could those two stop breaking up and soon making up? It annoyed her, especially because despite that bastard being a Gryffindor, her best friend's eyes never glittered as much as they did now?

"So…I see you're back together?" she said disdainfully.

Angel smiled softly and hid her face against Harry's chest, while Potter looked like he was the muggle with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Well? Is that your response, a smile? Your brother is going to kill you, then break up with me and in result kill me too!"

Angel laughed softly and kissed Harry's cheek, ignoring Pansy's dramatics.

"You're ignoring me!" she hissed.

"Shut yer gob Pansy, we both know you won't tell" she replied with a smirk.

Pansy squinted and glared at her smartass of a friend.

"Why not?"

"Simple my dear Pansy, because you love me too much"

Pansy opened her mouth to retort but she found herself looking like a fish. That damned witch, she knew her too well.

"I hate you right now you realize. I hate keeping secrets"

Angel squeezed Harry's hand as he was looking rather nervous.

"I know you do, but you'll do it for me…I'm happy" she finished.

Pansy looked at her friend and she knew that it wasn't a lie. Why did he do this to her friend? The way she clung to him, it was so sickly sweet, oh Merlin, Potter was Angel's Draco, he meant to her as much as Draco meant to Pansy.

"Fine…but if he hurts you….I'll destroy you Potter" she hissed.

"That'll be fine Pansy…I definitely won't be doing that on purpose I can promise you that" Harry said with a grin.

"Great! Now shake!" Angel said.

Harry stuck out his hand and Pansy huffed.

"I'm not some dog to do tricks for you"

"Pansy Beulah Parkinson you shake his hand" Angel glared.

"I don't feel like Angeline Marie Malfoy" she hissed in return.

Their glare continued one, no one backing down and Harry simply stared at the tennis match. Suddenly there was movement and their silent conversation being won by Angel, who looked satisfied. Pansy stuck her hand out and Harry took it.

"Very well Po-Harry, we'll shake on it but we're not friends at all" she commented.

Harry shrugged and took her hand, not minding to have one ally that knew about all this.

"I'm okay with that…" Harry couldn't help but add "Beulah"

At Pansy's glare, Harry let out a wide grin matching a Cheshire cat, and pulled back before Pansy could hit him. Angel rolled her eyes but hid her mirth and wrapped her arms around Harry once more. Pansy glared at him and huffed.

"I loathe you Potter" she glared.

Angel pouted and clung to him tightly hoping they wouldn't start arguing, but Harry knew and simply winked at her.

"Can we get going now?" she asked annoyed.

"Okay Pans" Angel murmured.

Turning to Harry she looked at him and smiled softly.

"How much free time do you have?" she whispered. "Next task is February 24th, but I need to find how to deal with that egg"

She nodded.

"I'll help if you want"

He smiled at her comment and leaned down to kiss her once more. She happily reciprocated and pressed herself against him as he pulled her closer. Both forgetting why they were kissing were immediately interrupted as Pansy cleared her throat loudly.

"I don't have all day" she called out.

"Right right" Angel whispered and kissed Harry's nose before she pulled herself back.

He gave her a small peck and before it got out of hand he felt her being tugged away. He looked up and noticed Pansy was tugging Angel away. She shrugged and waved at him as she was dragged by Pansy out of view.

Once she was gone, he let out a thousand watt smile and cheered that he had finally made everything right. There was no reason for them to break up now, this time around he'd done right, and he wouldn't mess up anything.

His little dance was caught by Angel who couldn't help but laugh. He turned back immediately and looked like he was caught doing something wrong. She covered her mouth trying to stop her laughter and leaned down to pick up her shoes.

"What?" he said trying to act is if she saw nothing.

"My shoes" she said amused.

She slipped them on easily and with a satisfied look winked at him.

"You should dance like that more often Harry" she teased.

He blushed but let out a wide but embarrassed smile. At least she knew he was happy.

"I better go…Pansy's waiting" she said softly.

With a short wave, she ran off trying to catch up to Pansy. As she did so, she felt her cheeks flush. It was as if it came out of a fairy tale. She saw Pansy waiting for her, her shoe tapping on the grass.

"Wipe that obvious smile off your face" Pansy said rolling her eyes.

Angel smiled and nudged her friend.

"Oh come on, don't be like that. Be happy for me" she said softly.

Pansy sighed and wrapped her arm around Angel's shoulder and pulled her onwards. Pansy was a good friend, she knew it and she knew that Angel knew it too. Sighing loudly, she swallowed as if she had a bad taste in her mouth.

"I never said this but…but he's a good match for you" Pansy admitted.

She looked at her best friend in surprise. Pansy might be considered a "bitch" to certain people, but to her she was the sweetest more lovable girl in the world. She might act tough or a jokester sometimes, but for her, there was one thing she didn't joke about: Love.

Love made her always soften up, made her see that these prejudices didn't matter, at least not when it came to her best friend's happiness. But then again, what cruel person would try to crush this girl's spirit. She hadn't seen her this happy in a while.

...

Finally reaching the castle once more, they took their time towards the Dungeons and to the common room.

"Hey, want me to kick out Daphne so you can stay the night in my room?" she asked.

Angel laughed but nodded.

"Wait for me there, I'll go tell Draco where you are" she said.

Angel walked up towards the girl dorms and entered Pansy's room. She saw Daphne already in her pajamas and once Daphne noticed her, she groaned.

"I'm getting kicked out aren't I?" she asked.

Angel smirked and laid on Daphne's bed, acting as if it was her own.

"Sorry?" she said.

"Damn you and Pansy. Honestly can't a girl keep her bed?" Sighing loudly Daphne added "I'll see you tomorrow…and I hope you had fun at the Yule Ball"

With that Daphne closed the door, and left her alone. She went into Pansy's drawer and picked up her pajama and went to take a shower. An hour later, she was out and Pansy had returned already showered and ready for bed too.

Brushing her hair, Angel hummed softly unable to stop herself, that is until she noticed that Pansy was quieter than usual.

"Do you have something in your mind Pans?" she asked.

"You know he's a half-blood" she murmured.

Angel stopped brushing her hair and turned to see a frowning Pansy. It bothered her how Harry, being a half-blood never really went through her head in a while. That is,until Pansy had brought it up, but it was true. He was half-blood, his mother a Muggle-born and his father was thoughtless enough to soil his bloodline because of his union.

"Pansy…"

"I'm just trying to remind you that while I do think it's great you're in love…just…do you think it will last?"

Angel looked at her friend and sighed. She did think about it and she nodded.

"Yes…I do think that this can last a while…a long time really. I can't imagine it ending" she replied honestly.

"Just telling you, as a reminder, that you want a relationship with a half-blood, that means your children will be half-blood as well and well…is a Malfoy really a Malfoy if it's half-blood?" she asked.

Angel forced herself not to reply 'I'm not a Malfoy myself' but she didn't instead she looked coldly at the mirror and replied.

"Of course not…but I don't want to think about the future. The farthest I'll look to is next week, hell even tomorrow, but not years from now."

"Well I imagine myself with Draco forever and I think about my kids. I wouldn't want my kids to be half-blood" she said worrying.

Angel slammed her hands down on the desk and looked back at Pansy.

"Did you ever stop and think that perhaps I wouldn't mind him being a half-blood? That if Merlin wanted it would have a half-blood family with me? I am not thinking of that far, but I know that if we do last that long, and we do have kids, that I'll love them because they were conceived through love Pans."

"But-"

"Merlin Pans you don't even know if you'll both last that long"

Silence loomed over them after that comment and soon Pansy said in the softest voice possible.

"We will"

Angel closed her eyes and nodded.

"I'm sorry" Angel whispered.

"I'm sorry too" Pansy whispered back.

Both girls had hit in low places. Pansy refused to realize the insecurity of the future with Draco, she was scared that he would get rid of her when he found someone better. Angel's insecurity was that she would have to deal with the fact that she was not a Malfoy, and that she lacked the prejudice her parents did and this might lead to her banishment from the family.

"Forget everything I said" Pansy said after a while. "Just…enjoy it. I'll support you"

Angel half smiled and sighed.

"Thanks…but we'll see how far we get."

She wasn't as romantic as Pansy, but she promised herself that she'd try hard to keep him by her side and she would try hard herself to not mess anything up. Sighing she got up and walked over towards the bed.

"I love you" Pansy said. "You're my best friend and my closest girl friend"

"I love you too…you're like my sister" she replied.

Pansy smiled and curled up in her own bed. Both were out like a light. Both dreamt of their own captors of their heart. Pansy dreamt of the fabulous life along Draco, and their perfect looking children. And Angel, she simply dreamt about having Harry beside her, nothing materialistic, simply the pair lying by one another as adults.

Hundreds of miles away…

Sirius had finally cleaned up the whole house. The sketches that he had of Angel were now put in a folder and Remus had helped him liven up the place. His friend had moved in with him so he wouldn't feel alone and he couldn't be any happier.

"Tell me more about her will you?" he asked.

Remus chuckled and sighed.

"Well…what do you want to know?" Remus asked.

Sirius thought for a moment and smiled.

"Is she like Amorette?" he asked.

Sometimes it hurt him to remember her, but she was perfect in every way and he felt that with their child being alive she lived on. Remus chuckled and replied.

"Oh yes, she's a spitfire always having an answer to everything. She's very bright, brightest in my class really. Did you know that she was the first to disarm her opponent? I mean only two people have ever done that, Amorette and-"

"Me" Sirius finished with a satisfied smile. "Is she anything like me?"

Remus sighed.

"Sadly yes mate she is. She's stubborn and speaks her mind, you experienced that didn't you?"

Sirius winced.

"But she's also funny, she has a great sense of humor and her wit for comebacks is ingenious. Many times have I caught her insulting Ginny Weasley that leaves the girl red. I think that she's more like you than you realize really."

Sirius smiled satisfied at the answer.

"Why don't you try to reach out to her?" he asked.

Sirius looked away and shook his head.

"No Remus…I think I ruined it all" he replied.

Remus frowned staring at his friend. He felt so lost sometimes and honestly if he had the opportunity he would contact the girl.

"She wants to know you more you know" he commented.

"You think?" Sirius asked vulnerable.

"I know. When you were talking to Harry, she looked on saying how you didn't need a daughter right now, you had Harry and you both needed each other. She wanted to know you, but she believed you replaced her with Harry"

Sirius took a sip of his brandy and sighed.

"That's not true mate. I love her, she's…she's mine" she whispered.

"Perhaps, but I don't see you trying."

Sirius sighed.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore" he replied.

Remus sighed and rubbed his temples. His friend was sure stubborn.

"Fine…"

Sirius looked out the window and wondered just what he was doing. He was being selfish, that's what he was doing. He didn't want her near Harry, but then again Harry was the boy that could bring him closer to her. He had messed up both children's happiness.

"Remus?"

"Yes Sirius?"

"Do you think I mucked up everything by telling Harry not to go to her?"

"Yes" Remus replied immediately "But children are rebels, you'll never know if he even listened to you"

"Perhaps they should date you know? I get to know her better?"

"Yes, when they marry" Remus teased "Or when you find him wanking off to your- OW Sirius!"

Sirius glared at his friend.

"Bastard that's what you are"

Remus simply laughed and avoided another blow.

"Okay okay, sorry! Just try to find out if it worked, if not convince him that you were wrong" he said.

Sirius nodded.

"I'll do that"

Perhaps dating, his godson would bring him closer to his daughter. Angel, she'd have to get to know him. Both knew the truth, so why couldn't they simply be friends? He knew she had a father, that bastard Lucius was a father to her, and admittedly a good father because she was a bright student, but he knew he would've been a better one.

Opening his drawer he took out the letter, the first letter she ever wrote to him:

Dear Sirius Black,

I write this letter to tell you that I am glad that you will be free.

Just so you know, you will be sentenced as a free man in approximately two months.

I do this because I sincerely hope that Harry has a father figure in his life and someone

that can show him true love. I do not dare tell you my name because of your

sincere dislike when we met but a year ago. I just write to tell you how

relieved I am that you will be seen as a hero and an innocent victim

in the horrors of war. I know you do not know who I am

but just know…I love you. I love you because of who you are

and while you shall never love me, I am fine with that. Love Harry

in the way that you cannot love me. Love him as a father would, for

I should never attain it.

With love,

A.M.M.B

Now he had something to live for. He was a free man now, people pardoned him for crimes he never committed and he was once again head of one of the richest families of the Wizarding world. It didn't matter, because at the end of the day, he would be able to take care of Harry, and he would be able to perhaps meet Angel and know her better than Remus knew her. He would love Harry the way she asked, but he would love her as well.

Yes, that was his goal. To be a father not only to Harry, but to his beloved daughter as well.