Hjerte: This only happens to me
By Duo V.P.V.M.
Chapter 5
Breakfast at the great hall was quite noisy, as all the students had their attention whispering and commenting on what happened in the Gryffindor tower, in addition to the show that the prince of Slytherin was putting on at the lion table.
"Malfoy, could you stop doing that?" Harry asked, annoyed, taking another bite of toast.
Since they had arrived at the large dining room, the blonde had practically tangled himself in the body of the minor, pushing away anyone who approached with a glance, an act that made it clear that he had not yet recovered from the attack in the morning.
To calm the blond's murderous cravings, Harry had decided to sit on his lap, so that the physical contact would calm the other a bit. At first, it worked, at least until the Gryffindor table filled up and the space between them and the rest of the student body narrowed. Now he tried to ignore as best as he could the pair of arms tangled around his waist, which kept getting tighter and tighter.
"Enough!" Potter yelled, letting go of his grip, after a new attack, felt so much pressure that he thought he heard his ribs crack. "Look Malfoy, let's get things straight for once. Either you control yourself or you control yourself. You have me fed up with your all-bestial attacks, that only make my life shortened by the level of stress you put me through. I understand that you can't control yourself completely, but please keep it at a stable level for the health of my ribs. "He finished rubbing his sore side.
Draco Malfoy was silent throughout the explosion. His eyes were on the boy in front of him and his unflappable expression. Only if you were a great connoisseur of the blond boy's gestures, as Harry was, could you notice how one of his eyebrows rose slightly indicating how impressed he was by the other's outburst.
"Are you done?" That was all he asked.
"Eh? Y-yes " stammered the brunette, puzzled by the question.
"Good," Draco blurted out before standing up and walking to the Slytherin table with his head held high. A tired sigh rose from his throat, dropping his body heavily onto his seat.
He didn't understand that bipolar attitude on Malfoy's part and really hoped it would pass sooner or it would end up killing him.
His musings had him so lost that he was barely aware of Hermione and Ron sitting next to him.
"Everything okay with the ferret?" Asked the redhead, bringing him back to reality.
"I really don't know what's wrong with him. One moment he is the Malfoy we all know and the next second he is a possessive and aggressive beast that attacks everything that dares to look at me. I don't think I can take it, "Harry complained, slapping his forehead on the table.
"But this will only happen for a couple more days, a week at most," Hermione reported in an attempt to cheer up the brunette.
"Really? '' His voice sounded much more excited than he would have wanted, but he didn't care, all as long as someone told him that he wouldn't have to spend his life locked in a room for fear that the Veela would get out of control.
"Sure, haven't you read anything about it?" Faced with the dark-haired's incredulous look, the young woman exclaimed, "How?" Harry! It's your Veela, you're supposed to know about that."
"Calm Mione, not even a day has gone by, did you expect me to go to the library at night? instead of sleeping?" His head was already aching and it was barely eight in the morning.
"B-but," the girl tried to reply.
"Give it up, Mione. Can't you see he's not in the mood? Better help me find out who sent me the chocolates" suggested Ron excitedly, showing him the package received that morning.
"When did they send you that? They look expensive" exclaimed the brunette.
"This morning, but with all the Malfoy fuss I forgot. It was brought by a somewhat strange owl, he refused to leave once the package was delivered. It brought a small note that said "To sweeten your day" Without a signature."
"Well, I don't want to sound elitist, but it could only have been a pureblood," said the boy who lived, returning the package to its owner. "The real question is, who of all the purebloods?"
"I have no idea, but it's the cutest thing someone has given me." said Ron
They were interrupted by the arrival of Professor McGonagall, followed by the first-year boys.
The selection ceremony passed quietly for Harry, he only sent furtive glances to a certain blond Slytherin, who remained rigid in his seat watching the little ones attentively. He could bet anything, including his invisibility cloak, that the prince of Slytherin was using all his self-control not to look at him, it seemed that the scolding had had some kind of effect, although he was not sure if it was a good one.
After all the students were selected the hat sang his typical song, which he had to admit, this year had not made the slightest sense. It was the director's turn to say a few words.
" Dear students, it is an honor to welcome you to this new year at Hogwarts. It is my duty to inform you that given the events of yesterday, the presence of Aurors will be necessary for the surroundings of the school, however, they have been asked not to interfere with the activities of the students. Still, I want you to keep in mind that Aurors have the authority to alert teachers if they think it's necessary.
"Also, our dear Mr. Filch is pleased to announce that the list of objects not allowed has increased thanks to the hard work of Mr and Mr Weasley" The news was greeted with laughter and applause to the discontent of the janitor "Well, well. Let me continue. Another great news I think will be for most. The highly esteemed Professor Bins, after many years, has finally realized his… lack of physical body, so to speak, which is why he has recently abandoned us. So I ask you to welcome the new Professor of History of Magic. Professor Malfoy" Deep silence. No word was said as the man entered the large room. Only the Slytherin students rose and bowed slightly to the eldest Malfoy.
Dumbledore, realizing the state of his students, decided to continue with his speech.
"Also I want to welcome someone who was with us a while ago. He will take over the Dueling classes that were so well received a couple of years ago, a compliment please to Professor Remus Lupin" This time the applause filled the room so that the headmaster's voice could barely be heard "Yes, yes, I know, we're all glad for his return, but let's let Professor Lupine go to his seat to finish the introductions. I am also pleased to announce the arrival of a new teacher, Professor Matteu Beurk will be taking over the DCAO"
The students looked at the new teacher between acceptance and disbelief. For most of the younger ones, the man in front of them was distinguished only by his tall, stocky figure and streaked brown hair. But to the rest, he was a brown, muscular version of Harry Potter.
While there were some differences in features, most of his appearance was the same. This made the students think that those two had to be related or something and therefore the nosy streak of Hogwarts took control of the teenagers.
The murmurs filled the great dining room and spread like wildfire leaving Professor Dumbledore completely unable to continue with the welcome.
With a wave of his hand, Professor Beurk silenced the commotion his presence was causing.
"I am honored to be here and to be worthy of all those rumors that I know, you have begun to argue among yourselves, but I would like you to let the Director finish his speech so that we can go on to feed ourselves properly" the man's voice was kind and warm, but it denoted authority, one that should be respected. The Great Hall then fell into stolid silence.
"Thank you, Professor. Finally, I want you to remember that no matter how strong the storm is, there will always be a ray of sunshine that follows it" With those last words the principal started the school year.
-D & H-
A woman with the blackest hair paced the small room from one side to the other waiting for the arrival of her sister.
As soon as the fireplace gave a hint that someone wanted to enter, the woman rushed towards it, giving permission to the visitor.
Through the flames appeared the aristocratic and elegant figure of Narcissa Malfoy. The two sisters' eyes collided in recognition and softened just perceptibly.
"Cissa," the dark-haired woman murmured, taking a step in her direction.
"Bella," she answered the greeting, remaining still waiting for her sister's next move.
"Cissa, I need to tell you something. I'm sorry to be the one to tell you, but your husband and your son, they have betrayed the Lord, "Bella said with an attitude that would have made everyone notice how sorry she was, to everyone except Narcissa. She knew how hard Bellatrix had tried to discredit her husband in front of the Dark Lord.
"I don't understand what could have happened for you to think that Bella," she pretended not to understand what the woman said, she needed to find out the facts on which her sister was based to accuse Lucius. Of course, she was not going to let anything affect her husband, much less her son.
"Your son helped Potter escape the day of the attack." Her words were sure and precise. And even knowing Bella and her eccentricities, took him by surprise.
"Draco? Why would he do something like that?" she asked puzzled, holding her breath hoping it was not what she believed.
"Apparently Lucius hid some data from the family history, dear sister, because it was very clear that your son has the blood of some creature," the brunette said, noting the contempt she felt for such creatures.
"Not. That can't be possible, my little Dragon" Cissa sobbed, mentally thanking her for being such a good actress. She would kill Lucius once he got out of there, for not telling him anything.
"It is Narcissa, I saw him protecting Potter and it seems correct to assume that it is his Hjerte," She assured, showing an expression so gloomy that if it weren't his sister she would be trembling with fear.
"Are you sure? As far as I remember Draco said he hated Potter" For Morgana and all her brood! What chimeras had Draco thought of? How did he put himself out in front of his crazy sister?
"More than sure, Cissa. Your son went crazy as soon as I touched Potter, he even attacked and killed Greyback."
" Although I do not understand where he got such strength, there are few creatures with that ability " The last thing was like a whisper, unfortunately for Bella, she was used to hearing that kind of whisper from Lucius and her expert ear heard everything clearly.
"In that case, I will have to ask Lucius for an explanation, I will not allow him to continue deceiving me, besides that, I will need to speak with Draco to explain everything about his" she paused "inheritance", declared the blonde woman using the most contemptuous tone that she could found in her repertoire.
"Sounds good to me dear, so we will have evidence to give to our lord" Bella's voice sounded as if at any moment she was going to jump with emotion.
With the talk finished and having agreed to a new meeting in a couple of weeks, both women said goodbye.
As soon as Narcissa had set foot outside the fireplace, she went to where her lover was waiting for her.
"Pack your things, honey, we're going to London." It is time to take the life of my son and my husband into my hands since it seems they cannot handle it alone.