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Is This Desire?
By : mombiofoz
Category: Harry Potter > General > General
Views: 1746 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created
and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to
Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc.
Noey iey is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Draco is
joining the Death Eaters and Ron is strangely drawn to that sexy Dark Mark.
Pairings: Ron/Draco,
Ron/Hermione, Ron/Harry
Categories: Drama/Angst,
Romance
Notes: This story is
dedicated to Maud, So, Ta, Tas and Chaser. Love you all.
.....Prologue
~~~Draco~~~
Another utterly, despicably boring day at Hogwarts. Transfiguration,
Arithmancy, and Potions, ah with the Gryffindors. Yes, I haven't seen them in
some time, we simply must catch up.McGonagall is currently lecturing about turning a piccolo into a pineapple,
trying to sound impressive. I wonder what McGonagall was like when she was at
Hogwarts. The old bat was probably exactly the same, with that tight black bun,
and those stiff robes. How does the woman breathe? She was probably just like
Granger, the Mudblood, a fucking know-it-all.I'm practically snoozing here, this is ridiculously simple. I don't know why
I'm forced to take this class with the people in my year. Father said I should
be taking advanced courses, but Dumbledore won't allow it. Muggle-lover.***
"Watch it, Weasel," I say as I smash past him in the doorway. His
lanky body falls with a thud to the ground. I shove my hand in the pockets of
my robes. The second he pulls out his wand, it's over."S-Sorry," he stutters, picking himself up off the floor. What the
? I? I've waited all day for this. He can't just play the almighty Gryffindor
and walk away. Who does he think he is, Potter? He'll pay for that one too. He
brushes off his already tattered robes and sits as far away from me as
possible.Snape is rambling about some ridiculously easy potion that I could have done
that in my first year."What's the most important thing to remember when using the hair of an
Oliphaunt?" Snape glares at the class. Immediately Granger's hand flies
into the air. Of course, I know the answer to this question; I just don't feel
the need to answer it. Snape purposely avoids her, and sighs. "The
Oliphaunt," he begins. A Snape speech like this can last hours. I tune him
out as I stare at the clock. There's fifty-three minutes left. Oh, God. Could
this clock go any slower? The steady ticking is affecting my brain. Bringing me
into its endless pattern. Something brings me out of my stupor. The feeling of
someone watching me. I turn around to eye the possibilities. I turn to my left,
Pansy Parkinson? No, she seems to be asleep. Some days this class can actually
be amusing, today is not one of those days. I look again to my right, maybe
it's Crabbe or Goyle. No, they're involved in a game of Patty Cake or some
shit. I began to search the class room. Thomas? No. Longbottom? No, thank god.
I can feel someone's eyes ping tng through my skin, it's eerie. Who is it?
Potter? No. Fucking Weasley? It's fucking Weasley.I attempt to scowl back at him, shoving my hand around my wand again. He
blushes and turns away. What the fuck is he doing? Is he...no, no, that would
be too good. Maybe there's something on my face. I didn't look in the mirror
after last class. Fuck. "Goyle," I whisper. He turns to me as Crabbe
smacks him in the chest. (They were still playing Patty Cake.) I think I've
disturbed their fun. He gives me a puzzled look. This isn't anything new; the
statement is practically tattooed on his face."Wha?" He asks.
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