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Name: Only time (2/?)

Author: Dracona Malfoy

E-Mail: obake_project@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13

Current Warnings: "kind of" slash, het, OCC characters, AU Beta readers: Sarah Martin

Pairings: Draco/Harry

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, don't sue me, ok?

Chapter 2 - Neither everything is what looks like

More a year had passed at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
If you looked at it, this year looked like any other. The sorting ceremony divided the students into the four houses of Hogwarts: Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin. In weeks, Ravenclaw was in the lead from the dispute between the houses, and Gryffindor and Slytherin they disputed the leadership from the cup.

If you took a closer look, however, it was possible to feel the tense climate that predominated the school.

Everyone was well aware of the war between the forces of Darkness and Light. They were expecting the Dark Lord to attack but he hadn�t and gradually, life went back to normal.

The sun shone through the window in the Gryffindor tower, lighting the 5th year boy�s dormitory.
"Come on Harry, wake up!" squeaked Ron while he threw a pillow in the face of his best friend, "Stop being lazy and get up, before we miss breakfast." finished Ron, looking hungry.

"Good morning to you too. What time is it?" said Harry, at the same time he searched for his glasses.

"Time to go if you don�t want to be late," answered Ron feeling his stomach growl � I�ll meet you in the dining hall, Harry - said Ron, bolting out of the dormitory.

Harry put on his glasses, and like that the world was now in focus, and now that his glasses were on he headed for the bathroom. While everyone else�s lives had gone back to normal, Harry�s hadn�t Cedric�s death was still very sharp
Despite of his problems of insomnia, Harry did not have a lot to complain about. The school year was pleasant. In four months of class, he still had not had to visit the hospital wing once, which was a record for Harry Potter. The studentrom rom Hufflepuff didn�t blame Harry anymore, and Quidditch was fun. Heavens, even Snape looked friendlier.

"It�s time to move on Harry," he murmured to himself while looking in the mirror.

"You�re not a slow as you look," the mirror said to Harry.

"Humm?"
"That�s right, life is beautiful and you are too."

"I beg your pardon?" asked Harry blushing.
"Oh yes, even from far away it looks like the tiny boy from last year is gone. You grew enough, child," stated the mirror, "Now you look like someone your age," it completed with a smile.
"Oh...ok. Goodbye," said Harry blushing more and leaving in direction to the dining hall.
When he arrived in the dining hall, Harry walked over to his friends, Ron and Hermione, that had saved him a place at the table.

"It�s about time," complained Hermione with authoritarian air.

Before Harry could answer, Ron burped, very loudly, making almost the entire Gryffindor table laugh.

"Call the doctor, the Weasel�s shown signs of life," commented Draco Malfoy sarcastically, provoking hysterical laughter of the other tables, and he got up from the table and was followed by his housemates.

"Damn!" ranted Ron, talking with his mouth full, "AND you still say that he changed, Mione."

"Ron, you are spitting egg on me," claimed Harry, while cleaning his glasses.

"Sorry," said Ron, "I�ll get him back, always starting fights."

"Ron," called Hermione, "Shut up," she completed while getting up from the table, "I'm going to class, and I suggest you do the same," she said and left, without saying good-bye.

"What's her problem?" asked Harry intrigued.

"It should be the time of the month, I guess. We got to go. Professor Lupin is not going to like it if we�re late again," said Ron, while they got up from the table and headed to their first class of the day, Defense Against the Dark Arts. Hermione left the Great hall and headed to DADA, where she would have class with a professor she liked, Remus Lupin, who was re-employed after last year�s event, and with the Slytherins. Really, Albus Dumbledore had a very strange sense of humor, what could he have been thinking when he made the school schedules and Gryffindor�s was practically a copy of Slytherin�heduhedule. However, except for potions, they hadn�t had any major fights. Strangely the students from the rival houses did not starts fights. And more curiously, Draco Malfoy hadn�t thrown an insult to her or even Harry. Unfortunately she couldn�t even start to list the insults thrown at Ron. But that was alone somewhat normal, since their families had been enemies for generations.When Hermione entered DADA, Professor Lupin smiled at her. "Good morning, Herm," ," he said.

"Good morning, Prof. Lupin," replied Hermione heading for her seat.

After a few moments, the class was full. Lupin cleared his throat, calling the class to attention.

"Today we are going to study a little more about magical creatures," stated Lupin, pulling out a sigh from his students, "I still haven�t said today�s creature," continued Lupin with a devilish smile, making the students curious. "We are going to study a little more about veela," he concluded, getting a cheer from the boys and very many angry girls.
"Does anyone know anything about veela?" asked Lupin, looking straight at Draco Malfoy, however, only one hand was raised and it belonged to Miss Hermione Granger. Lupin, with a wave of his hand, indicated for Hermione continue with her answer.

"Veela are creatures of magic. Nobody knows for certain their origin, considering their appearance, it is believed that they originated in Northern Europe. Veela mainly have the barely silver-plated, blond hair, clear blue eyes, and pale skin. Their beauty is surreal. Their voice and dance are hypnotic, however only men are affected women are immune. When extremely irritated, their appearance changes, becoming devilish. Wings grow from their back, their face changes and their eyes burn like fire. They also can attack using balls of fire," finished Hermione, with a smile stamped on her face.

"Very good, 10 points to Gryffindor," said Lupin, "However there is more an interesting fact about those creatures, does anyone know what is?" he asked looking over the class, noticing that no one was answering, he called the first name that came him into his mind, "Mr. Malfoy?"

Draco, waking up from his dreams, answered with extreme eloquence, "Huh?"

"I asked if you know any facts about veela other than those stated by Miss Granger," said Lupin, examining Draco meticulously.

"They choose their partners by their smell and are life partners," answered Draco.

"Oh, yes... and how do they behave with their partners? Any unusual aspect?" asked Lupin quickly while approaching Draco, calling the attention of the class to the two.

"They become unconditional protectors of their partners, and of the offspring from their union," answered Draco, disturbed with the persistent look on his professor�s face.

"By your appearance and your family�s, I would say you have veela relatives Mr. Malfoy," established the professor, receiving an affirmative nod of head of his student, "It�s like Hagrid always says, in today�s world there isn�t a family that doesn�t have some mixture," commented the professor, "AND how you would differentiate a male veela from a female veela?" asked Lupin, while sniffing the air to the around his student.

The room was puzzled, everyone was looking at Professor Lupin and Malfoy. Ron was red in the face trying hold in his laughter, along with the majority of Gryffindor, while the Slytherins showed sharp expressions of indignation. Hermione, who was lost in her reasoning, awoke upon feeling a slight nudge in her ribs.

"Is it close to the full moon Mione?" whispered Harry, "If I didn�t know Remus, I would say he�s stalking his prey.""He is," agreed Hermione automatically, ignoring her friend and concentrating on the scene happening in front of her.

The professor was walking around Draco and waiting for his answer.

"I don�t believe there is anything special used to differentiate, professor," answered Draco, with a small voice, avoiding looking at Lupin.

"I would say that you can differentiate by their essence," said Lupin winking and heading back to his desk leaving a very red Draco. "Oh, by the way, 10 points to Slytherin. For the next class I want a parchment about possible defenses against Veela attacks, and it needs to be at least one meter! Class dismissed."
Hermione couldn�t believe what she heard. She knew her hearing was accurate so that meant that Remus Lupin had simply suggested that Draco Malfoy was a girl. Amid her thoughts, she left for her next class, Arithmancy.

The class was calm. It was probably the only class where they were silent the entire time.. However that wasn�t strange because everyone was simply too absorbed in the explanations and complex calculations of their lessons. Because of this, only the advanced students were in the class. And coincidentally that included a Slytherin.

Draco did her lesson, when she had an intense feeling of someone looking in her direction, and when she turned to see who it was, she met the lively eyes of Hermione. Draco tried maintaining the look, but faltered when she saw Hermione smiling in his direction.

Class was over in a flash, and Draco quickly headed for the dungeons, while Hermione went to Gryffindor Tower, to meet with Ron and Harry, who came from Divinations.

The days flew by, the festivities started, and the incident in the DADA was forgotten. Everybody only thought of the year end parties. Again, the students were prohibited of returning home for the holidays, but the student�s parents came to Hogwarts for the Christmas celebrations and Quidditch games.

Everyone was in high spirits. The big game for the lead in the Quidditch cup was approaching Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, a classic as usual.

That night, the tower was calm and dark. Harry had lain there for three hours tossing and turning, without every falling asleep. It probably was anxiety. Whenever he had a big game the next day, he could never sleep. Then, he got up suddenly, which he bitterly regretted, because his legs had fallen asleep, causing the boy who lived to fall to the ground

"Shhhhhhhhhh. ..be quiet Harry," said Ron half asleep.

"Sorry, did I wake you up Ron?" asked Harry.

"No," grumbled Ron, pulling the cover over his head.

Harry didn�t have the choice but to get the invisibility cloak out of his trunk so he could go to the Hogwarts� kitchens.

When he got close to the kitchens, he saw someone leaving, and was glad he had the invisibility cloak. Out of instinct, Harry shrank against the wall, out of the field of vision, but he could still see the person�s back, despite the dark. He saw that he had two different colored socks, like those Dobby gave him. It occurred to him to look at the Marauder�s Map and when he did he saw the name: Draco I. Malfoy. Still half disoriented, Harry continued on to the kitchens. However he decided that he would tell Ron and Hermione about it tomorrow.

The following day, the school was in an uproar. Everybody was cheering for the game.

The Gryffindor team sat united at the table, and Fred Weasley, the new captain, gave the team pep talk. Professor McGonagall approached the team and wished them good luck.

"Well people, that�s it. We�re going to go out there and kick some Slytherin arse," said Fred, while he winked at the professor.

"Yeah, go kick some arse," agreed the enthusiastic professor heading towards the field.

The bleachers were filled, and like always, the colors were divided. Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs on one side waved golden and red flags, while on the other Ravenclaw and Slytherins waved green and sliver flags.

The few parents that still remained at the school, were found in the teacher�s section along with the professors. In the first row, there was Narcissa Malfoy, between her husband, Lucius, and the Head of Slytherin, Severus Snape. In the second row was Arthur and Molly Weasley, along with Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore.

The teams of Slytherin and Gryffindor already found themselves on the field, ready to go. At the blow of the whistle, everybody kicked off and took theirs positions, while the captains approached the referee.

"I want a clean and fair game, understood?" asked Madam Hooch, "Shake hands."

The captains exchanged fake smiles as they shook hands. Madam Hooch whistled and in an instant the brooms left the ground. The battle began.

"Gryffindor is in possession of the quaffle. Alicia Spinnet passes to Angelina Johnson, and she scores! 10 points to Griffyndor. Griffyndor conquers and the Slytherins eat dust! !!!!!!!" squeaked Lee Jordan.
"Lee, stick to the facts," said professor McGonagall.

"Sorry, its habit professor," said Lee, "Blaise Zabini, by a miracle, is in possession of the Quaffle and�."

"Lee!" shouted the professor.
" ...he gets around Johnson, Bell and he hurls it into the goal," says Lee ing ing out his hair - But Ron Weasley blocks it and Slytherin loses the big chance of losing with dignity," exclaims Lee, and the Gryffindor fans cheered, waving the large flags high in the air.

"Lee, I am warning you," said Minerva, trying to contain her laughter.
"Bell catches the quaffle and is ready to score another goal Goyle hits a bludger towards of Bell, and it hits her in the back, Hey that�s a penalty!!," squeaks Lee, "AND the game continues, Slytherin with there 7 players and also the ref, and the dirty game goes on, Zabini catches the quaffle, passes it to Parkinson, George Weasley tries to hit Parkinson with a bludger, but she avoids it, what a pity, and passes to Suzan Alconburry, Ron Weasley is prepared to defend and, Hey! Crabbe comes from the back and punches the griffyndor keeper. It grave offense!!!!," exclaimed Lee shouting, while Fred and George Weasley headed towards Crabbe, with murderous looks and their hands in fists.

Unaware of anything else were Harry and Draco, the seekers of Gryffindor and Slytherin, respectively. Both were giving their all, scng eng each millimeter of the field for the snitch.

It was simultaneous. At the same time Draco saw a figure dressed in black, behind Potter, aiming a wand at the Gryffindor seeker. Harry saw a golden ball a little behind Draco. He did the only maneuver that would be possible to mislead his adversary, without saying where the snitch was.

Shouts of boo still filled the field, the majority coming from Gryffindor, thanks to the uproar involving Ron and Crabbe.

"Harry dives with everything he has and Malfoy follows him. But... yes, Harry sees the snitch. He and Malfoy dive towards the ground, will it be a Wronski Feint? Yes, yes!," exclaims Lee with emotion, "are they going to collide? No! Harry deviates in the last minute, but.. Malfoy too, hey, but he is going to the wrong side... What�s that light?" squeaked Lee.

Harry raised his new broom, and went to grab the snitch. And yes, the game was over, he had the golden snitch. But there was something strange... the field was very silent. When a shout reached his ears, he turned toward its origin, and Harry saw everyone looking astonished and Malfoy, on the ground convulsing and squeaking. Without thinking twice, he flew toward the field..

"What did they do to you, ma b�b�?" murmured Narcissa, half in French, in Draco�s ear, while she hugged him close, trying to soothe him.

The players and everybody were around the two, with expressions of pure terror. In shtimetime, to medi-witch, Madam Pomfrey arrived, accompanied by the professors and of the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, who aimed his wand at his throat and said, "Sonorus."
The voice of the headmaster, amplified magically, and after gesticulate to the students, he ordered that the prefects lead the students for theirs common rooms, and stay there until given orders order. They didn�t delay and followed his orders.

Dumbledore then approached Narcissa, who still held Draco in her arms, and tried in vain to coax her to allow Madam Pomfrey or even him to see if Draco was ok.

Meanwhile, Lucius and Snape ran after the person who attacked Draco followed by Arthur Weasley. Upon their arrival to the entrance of the Forbidden Forest, they were able to pen in the figure. Snape, after disarming and paralyzing him, he goggled, at the size of what was certainty a new death eater. Without delay, he pulled off the mask. Snape was certain, the death eater was a student that from Hogwarts years before, a Slytherin and old captain of the Quidditch team, Marcus Flint.

"You nasty little worm, you are going to wish you had never been born when I�m done with you," shouted Lucius while he approached the boy, with his eyes sparking with hatefulness.

Arthur was shocked. In all his life he always though the Malfoys were persons without emotion, cold and calculating. However in few minutes, had gone down the drain. Narcissa upon seeing her son being attacked by the Cruciatus curse, practically flew to the field crying, while Lucius bolted in the direction of the attacker, followed by Snape. And now there was Lucius ready to beat someone, leaving his wand and tongue. Arthur, upon see Snape trying to hold Lucius and prevent him from attacking the boy on the ground, woke up from his trance and decided to act. Announcing himself by his first time, Arthur Weasley, and as a representative of the Ministry of Magic, and arrested Marcus Flint.

In the Gryffindor Common room everybody was still puzzled. Everyone was sad and depressed. Neville was ashen, Seamus and Dean tried to be encouraging, but all that they got was crying. Then they decided lead Neville for the dormitory to rest. Gradually the students went in direction to their dormitories, with exception of part of the team and Hermione, who stayed in the common room.

"I still don�t understand what happened," said Harry, more for himself than the others.

"It happened really quickly," commented George, "I only saw a light coming toward him, and shortly afterwards I heard the shouts from Malfoy," he finished, and soon regretted after he saw the look on his friend�s face.

"Again an innocent person hit in my place," said Harry, feeling like the worst person in the world.

"You�re talking about Malfoy Harry! He was not, he is not and never will be innocent," said Ron, earning several disbelieving looks, "AND besides, it�s not your fault that he stayed in the front when you were attacked," he pondered.

"But why he did such a thing?" asked Harry in high voice.

"Why don't you go ask him?" suggested Hermione, "perhaps you felt better."

Hermione had hardly finished speaking when Harry ran outside, determined to carry out Hermione�s suggestion.

Draco�s breath was gradually returning to normal. Her body still felt like it had been stabbed with thousands of knives. But her mother didn�t give up and continued to caress her back. It had been along time since her mother had treated her like this, since her childhood, and she enjoyed it.

She heard someone coming and tried to open his eyes. They were so heavy. She blinked several times, trying to adapt her eyes to the light, when she saw several people, and out of all of them, one was easily identified.

"Father?"

"Yes, I'm here," said Lucius, picking up Draco, " Can you walk?" he asked while he examined his daughter's eyes.

Staggering, Draco took a step towards his father, indicating that she could stand herself. Lucius instructed Narcissa, to take her up to the ward, while he went to meet with the headmaster, who was at that moment being informed of what happened during the imprisonment of the attacker.

Draco went inside the school, escorted by her mother. Right behind them came Madam Pomfrey and Mrs. Weasley. Despite the lethargy she still felt, she felt an incessant look in her direction, and after looking for where it came from, she saw a sad and depressed look coming her way. And for the second time that day she did what her heart said. She smiled, a shy smile, but enough for the boy with green eyes and glasses to smile back.

Finally, they arrived at the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey gave a sleeping potion to Draco, and she fell asleep in an instant. Mrs. Weasley attempted to distract Narcissa, and a s tim time later the two conversed in friendly manner contrary to their husbands, Molly and Narcissa got along very well. Some time afterwards Arthur opened the door to the ward delicately and called Molly. They both said good-bye to Narcissa and went to Gryffindor Tower. Lucius Malfoy arrived an instant later accompanied by Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore. After ort ort visit, the two left.

After heard the dorr closing, Lucius approached Draco's bed.- You barely put everything to lose, my little Isabele - said Lucius while caressed the face of his daughter - Perhaps the problem is that you're not so little anymore.

Madam Pomfrey required that Draco stay a week in the ward, recuperating from the attack. Her parents returned home after the third day in the hospital wing. Crabbe and Goyle did visit in the days that remained of Draco�s stay. They passed the day telling jokes, and playing Exploding Snap, and they had some fun times.

Draco as soon as she woke up, headed straight for the Slytherin dungeon. She arrived quickly, tidied its stuff, and chose one of his good robes. She wanted to return to classes in style. Before she left, she gave one final look in the mirror and left running in direction of the Great hall.

She was barely there when a voice called to her, making stop and turn.

"I see that you feel better," said Hermione, beside a partially conscious Ron.
"Always perceptive," commented Draco humorously.

"You know, I don�t know many people that would have done what you did," stated the girl with brown hair, earning the attention of the redhead at her side.

Draco pondered and after a few seconds, gave a smile, and turning starting walking to the Great hall.

Ron, already perplexed, exclaimed, "What was that? He smiled! Did you see that? I�m going to have nightmares now."

But Hermione ignored her friend, and said still louder, "Well, Draco. Perhaps you're not completely bad."

"Don�t push it Granger," answered Draco gravely, smiled as she entered the great hall.
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