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Chapter 20: Pumpkin Juice

The Great Hall was alive with loud chatter that evening as the first week of classes came to an end. The 'golden trio' sat at the end of the Gryffindor table whispering amongst themselves.

"Harry, are you paying attention? This is important," Hermione sighed frustratedly.

Actually, Harry wasn't paying attention. He was too busy stealing stray glances at a certain red headed Gryffindor who was sitting down the table a few seats with some 6th year students.

The new couple had decided to let their relationship progress naturally. They weren't going to hide it, but they also weren't going to come out, and make some huge announcement. Plus, Harry wasn't quite sure what Ron's reaction to him being with his sister would be, so for tonight he settled on exchanging brief glances with Ginny, occasionally meeting eyes. Harry shot her what he hoped was a sexy smile, and quickly winked at the stunning red head teasingly, making her blush and grin in return.

He watched her as she ate. Full lips wrapping around the metal spoon, sliding the hot liquid into her mouth. He'd give anything to be that spoon, and could kick himself for having just recently discovered this. His cock twitched, hardening against his pants as he wondered what those lips would feel like roaming all over his body.

"Hello. Earth to Harry," Hermione teased, poking his shoulder, making Harry break away from his thoughts, and focus back on her.

"Everything ok, Mate?" Ron asked looking curiously at his friend.

"Yeah. Sorry. Just have some things on my mind...It's nothing really though," Harry replied, and gave the pair a reassuring smile.

His friends nodded, making Harry relieved that they weren't going to push the subject.

"Well, back to what I was saying..." Hermione began in her usual lecturing voice. "I couldn't find any actual information about the potion Sirius told you about, so I researched different methods of charging potions, and capturing the essence of emotions. The reason that it's not very common for potions to require charging is because it takes an actual physical expression of said emotion to capture the essence, and even then, only the most powerful wizards and witches can even capture the 'true' essence..." Hermione's words were cut of by a loud yell from over at the Slytherin table.

The entire hall became quiet, and all eyes were on Draco Malfoy who was standing, glaring angrily down at Pansy Parkinson. His usually pale features were flushed with anger, and his white-blonde hair was clinging to his head, and around his face, which was dripping with a liquid that appeared to be pumpkin juice.

"You stupid bitch! You will regret this!" Malfoy yelled, wiping the liquid off his face just as Professor Snape stalked over to the Slytherin table.

"Everyone back to your dinners," the Professor said sternly to the watching students, and then turned his attention to the two blonde Slytherins as the usual chatter started back up.

"What do you suppose that was all about?" Ron asked, turning his attention back to his friends.

Harry shrugged, "I don't know, but Malfoy has been acting weird lately. The way he's been staring at Harara, and is always trying to talk to her, and now this... Makes me wonder what kind of game he's playing at."

Ron nodded in agreement, "Yeah, since when does he like Gryffindor girls anyway?"

Harry shook his head, brushing those thoughts off. He didn't feel like thinking about that stupid git right now. He finished off his desert, and darted his eyes over at Ginny. The red head shot him a smile that sent small shivers up his spine, and stood up, leaving the Great Hall alone, her hips swaying delightfully as she did so.

Harry turned back to his friends, and before Hermione could start her lecture again, he began gathering his things, and got up from his chair.

"Harry, where are you going? I thought we were going to go down and see Hagrid after dinner," Hermione asked looking up at him, frowning just a little.

"I know, 'Mione. I just need to go back to the dorm real quick first. You guys head on down without me, and I'll meet you there in a bit," and before Ron and Hermione could question or comment, Harry headed out of the Great Hall, leaving behind two very bewildered friends.

He wanted to catch up to Ginny, and possibly make some plans for the weekend before going down to see Hagrid.

Taking long strides, Harry made his way through the corridors, and up the stairs, trying to catch up with Ginny. He spotted her just ahead, turning the corner of an empty hallway, and came up quickly behind her, grabbing her hand, startling her just a little.

"Hey," he said, placing a sweet kiss on her cheek.

"Have I told you how beautiful you are?" he said looking into her soft brown eyes, grinning as he saw a crimson blush creep across her face.

"Flattery will get you everywhere," she replied, lacing her fingers in his.

Harry smiled widely, and pulled her against him, leaning his back against the wall.

"Mmm, that's what I hoped," he teased, and brushed his lips feather lightly across hers, bringing a hand up to gently caress her cheek.

Ginny leaned into Harry's soft touch, looking into his emerald eyes, and shot him a sexy smile before pressing her lips firmly upon his. Harry tangled his fingers in Ginny's red hair, and licked her lips with the tip of his tongue, darting it into her mouth as she gave him access. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to him tightly and possessively, losing all train of rational thought as their kiss deepened quickly.

The red head sighed into their kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, and leaning into him, loving the feelings he invoked inside her. She pressed her body against his firmly, feeling his body react to hers, and rubbing up against his erection. Harry moaned into their kiss, and trailed his hands down over the small of Ginny's back, grabbing her round ass, pulling her as close as they could possibly get.

In one quick movement, Harry switched their positions, kissing Ginny like mad, pushing her back into the wall gently, yet firmly. He trailed his soft tongue down over the curve of her chin, gliding down until he was lightly nibbling on her neck.

Then Harry froze in his tracks, and Ginny's eyes flew open as the couple heard a loud gasp.

"What in the bloody hell is going on?!" Harry quickly turned around, eyes wide at hearing Ron's loud voice.

Both Ron and Hermione were staring at the busted couple with their mouths hanging open in shock.

"Listen, Ron, it's not what it looks like...I mean it is, but..." Harry began babbling.

"It looks like me and 'Mione come to try and comfort our friend, who we thought was upset, when it was really that he was just busy thinking about shagging my sister!" Ron spat at the raven haired Gryffindor.

Hermione placed a hand on Ron's arm, squeezing gently. "Ron, don't," she said looking at him pleadingly, resisting the urge to correct his grammar.

Ron narrowed his eyes, looking sternly at Harry.

"Do you love her?"

Harry looked Ron straight in the eye, and wrapped his arm around Ginny's shoulders.

"With all my heart I do," he replied, and then averted his gaze from Ron, looking into Ginny's brown eyes.

"Fine then. So long as you do, and you never hurt her."

Harry looked back up at Ron.

"So your not mad?"

"Merlin, Harry, of course not. So long as the both of you are happy... I just wish you had told me instead of having to catch you two snogging in the hallway," Ron said with a smirk, and both Ginny and Hermione started giggling.

"Well, come on guys. Lets go down and see Hagrid before we can't use the excuse that we just ate when he offers us some of his rock cakes," Hermione urged.

"Want to come, Gin?" Harry asked, and she nodded her agreement, letting Harry pull her with him down the hall, heading towards the castle doors.

Draco Malfoy sighed frustratedly, leaning against the wooden door of the locker room at the pitch. He'd been waiting for Harara for over half an hour, and dinner had already started.

'Where is she?' he thought to himself, irritated, raking his fingers though his white-blonde hair.

'She wouldn't just forget would she?......Gods, I hope she hasn't changed her mind about me,' but quickly tossed that thought remembering the look in her eyes last he saw her.

'Maybe she just needs to be alone to think things through.'

Annoyed, he started pacing toward the castle. He wasn't going to miss dinner two nights in a row, looking for her.

Draco pushed the large wooden doors to the Great Hall open, and made his way over to the Slytherin table. His eyes gazed over the faces until he spotted Pansy sitting at the end, reading some kind of scroll while pushing around the food on her plate.

That's when worry started to fester inside of Draco. He knew she was up to something, but hadn't been able to talk to her after her mysterious disappearance last night. He couldn't very well wait around all night in the girl's dorm for her to return, and she had somehow managed to successfully avoid him all day today.

The platinum-blonde narrowed his eyes, and stalked to the end of the table, quickly sitting down across from Pansy, glaring at her angrily.

"Alright, what kind of game are you playing here, Parkinson. Where the fuck did you go last night?" he spat as she looked up at him smirking.

"Why, Draco, I'm not playing any kind of game. I merely want you to realize who you are," she answered, flashing him a bright smile.

"Where the bloody hell did you go last night?" he repeated in a dangerously cold, low voice.

"Oh come on, Draco. You can't really be serious about that..that thing," Pansy spat.

"If you so much as breath anywhere near Harara I swear to you that I will make you pay," he promised, looking coldly at the Slytherin girl.

Pansy narrowed her eyes, feeling her body heat with anger, totally pissed at the way he was acting.

'How the hell can he fuck me and everything he has ever believed over for some dirty slut who isn't even human?' she thought silently.

"Don't you dare threaten me," she began coldly.

"Why don't you wake the fuck up, Draco!" she screamed, throwing pumpkin juice in his face.

Draco shot up out of his chair, his face twisting angrily.

"You stupid bitch! You will regret this!" Draco screamed down at Pansy, meaning more than that she will regret just soaking him with her drink.

As Draco wiped the juice out of his eyes, and off his face, Professor Snape approached the pair, looking thoroughly pissed himself.

"Everyone back to your dinners," the Professor said sternly to the watching students, and then turned his attention to the two blonde Slytherins, glaring viciously.

"What is the meaning of this, Miss Parkinson," Professor Snape demanded.

"Well...I...I..." she began, stuttering under the Professor's stern gaze.

"Mr. Malfoy, please do explain what in Merlin's beard is going on here, since it appears that Miss Parkinson has lost the ability to use her mouth properly," Snape said, turning to his favorite student.

"It's very simple, Professor," he began while wiping juice out of his hair, looking disgustedly down at his soiled robes.

"I don't want anything to do with her, and she is doing everything she can to make my life a living hell," Draco answered, shooting Pansy his classic smirk.

"Well, then, Miss Parkinson, that will be detention with Filch, Monday evening, directly after dinner, and I trust that in the future you will be able to control yourself around Mr. Malfoy," Snape said, looking sternly at Pansy, and then walked back towards the head table.

"You are treading on dangerous ground, Pansy," Draco said coldly, and shot her one last glare before making his way out of the Great Hall, and down to the dungeons.
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