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Chapter 23. Harry�s Discovery.

�I can�t believe you came in the
middle of the night to see your mother Hermione! What if something happened to
you?�

Harry was really stressed, they
were outside Pomfrey�s office in the Hospital Wing,
where he just have been notified about the sudden awakening of Mrs. Granger, and
discovered that Hermione had been with her mother after curfew. The girl sighed
in resignation, knowing that Harry was just worried about her safety and was
unlikely to stop any time soon.

�I wasn�t alone Harry. I was
with� well, you know. My friend�

That eased Harry somewhat but he
was still preoccupied.

�You two should see each other
on day time �Mione. I would feel better if I knew who
he is.�

�Don�t worry Harry. I swear you
he is reliable, and he wouldn�t let anything happen to me.�

Harry was not entirely
satisfied, but he had to stop complaining because Dumbledore exited the mediwitch�s office and greeted them.

�Hello Mr. Potter, Miss
Granger.�

�Professor! How�s mom?� asked the girl impatiently.

�Take it easy Miss Granger.
She�s awake and recovering energy, she suffered severe trauma and doesn�t
remember what happened, which is probably the best now.�

�But she�s gonna
be alright, yes?�

�She�s a strong woman, and we�re
going to do everything we can to help her, but I won�t lie to you Hermione, she
would never be the same, she wouldn�t be able to heal completely, and would
need medical assistance for the rest of her life.�

Hermione suddenly wanted to cry.
It wasn�t that the news surprised her, she had been expecting something like
that, but she just felt the need to cry. Some tears indeed escaped her eyes and
Harry hugged her to show his support.

�It�s alright �Mione. Everything is going to be fine, you�ll see.�

�Yes, I know� thanks Harry. And
thank you Headmaster.�

�Don�t mention it my girl. Oh,
and if you want to skip the Quidditch group it would
be all right.� Said Dumbledore, with a mischievous twinkling
in his eyes. Hermione felt suddenly ashamed.

�Oh, I don�t know professor.
Draco is going to have a fit because he still despises gardening and is not
allowed to drop it.�

Harry scowled and averted his
eyes from his friend. The headmaster only smiled.

�I�m sure that Mr. Malfoy is
going to comprehend the situation quite well. I don�t think it would be a
problem.�

�Mm, well,
maybe.�

�Good, now go to breakfast
before all the good food is gone!�

Harry�s scowl deepened and he
looked from Hermione to the Headmaster, whishing that somebody explained to him
why he felt so left out.

�Professor, can I talk with you
later?�

�Of course my boy, in fact, I
think that we have a session today?�

�Yes, after dinner.�

�Well, I�ll see you in my office
then. You know the password.�

�Yes sir.�

The Headmaster dismissed them
merrily and they walked out of the hospital wing and headed to the Great Hall.
Harry still felt a bit put out.

�You called him Draco.� He
accused, Hermione looked confused at him.

�Sorry?�

�Back there,
when Dumbledore asked if you wanted to skip Quidditch. You called Malfoy by his fist name.�

�Oh, really? I didn�t notice.� Hermione blushed slightly and tried not to look
at her friend.

�What�s
happening Hermione? Are you really Malfoy�s
friend now?�

�Harry, whatever friends I have,
you know that I�ll never stop being your friend too.�

�So, you consider him a friend.�

�Well, yes.�

Harry looked forward and started
to bit at his lower lip, Hermione was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

�Harry? Please Harry, you�re not
children anymore, he�s not the same. And he�s in as much danger as I am.�

�How do you know that?� Harry
asked, looking to her again.

�Well, remember the scar he had
on his wrist? The one that had you and Ron yelling at the top of your lungs
that he was a Death Eater?�

�Yes.�

�Someone did that to him
precisely because he didn�t accept the dark mark, they nearly killed him!�

Harry looked thoughtful, for
some reason he didn�t cope well with the idea of Malfoy being in danger.
Hermione continued her talk.

�You know, if you two only
forget your childish grudges and start to really understand each other, I�m
sure that our side would benefit greatly. Don�t you think so?�

Harry frowned at the thought of
getting to know Malfoy, though he had to accept that the blond had been helpful
lately, his attitude had not been so bad, but he was still the proud Slytherin
prince and a pain in the ass when he wanted to, he still insulted Harry and his
friends but somehow it wasn�t with the same feeling as it used to be, well,
except when it came down to Ron.

�Please Harry, just give it a
try, you two have been working so well lately, it�s only a little push.�

�Look �Mione
I can�t guarantee that Malfoy and I would suddenly become friends, in fact, I
don�t think that we could get along in a while. I accept that he�s acting
different but he�s still a prat. Maybe he has changed
sides, I�ll give you that, but his ideas haven�t changed much, for example, you
can�t tell me that he didn�t think he�s above everyone else anymore.�

�Ok, he has his treats, just
like everybody Harry; you can�t honestly expect that the entire world follows
the pattern that you consider right. That�s what people like Voldemort wants!�

Harry sighed, it was very hard
to try to see Malfoy in a new light, his mind continued pointing out all of the
blonde�s faults and refused to see the good points that Hermione had obviously
noticed some time ago. He finally decided to try and keep himself neutral. If
Malfoy really wanted to offer an alliance then Harry was going to accept it,
after all, it would probably only last until the end of the war, Harry really
doubted that Malfoy would want to continue any kind of association with them
after that.

�Ron�s gonna
have kittens when he finds out.�

Hermione made a sad face and
sighed.

�We don�t have to tell him right
now. I don�t want another show.�

�Yeah, you�re right. He has been
acting too out of character; I�m wondering what�s wrong with him.�

Hermione only shrugged, she
didn�t want to think about Ron anymore, it still hurt so much, she felt
betrayed and just wanted to ignore the problem.

The two friends arrived to the
Great Hall at the same time as some of the Slytherins; Hermione however was too
distracted to notice, but she felt Harry stiffen at her side and looked up to
see what had caused her friend�s unease. She was amused when she saw Draco
walking over to them, accompanied by his usual cronies plus Artemisa holding
his arm. Hermione smiled and looked over to Harry, who was biting his lip again
in nervousness, while staring at the petite Slytherin girl. Malfoy stopped in
front of the Gryffindors and smirked mischievously.

�Hello Potter, Granger.�

�Hi Malfoy. How are you Nochland?�

�Fine, thank you.� Artemisa
smiled to Hermione and the Gryffindor girl elbowed Harry�s side.

�Come on Harry, you�re not too
sleepy to greet them.�

Harry blinked and blushed in
embarrassment, Malfoy�s smirk widened in amusement.

�Um, Hi
Nochland. Malfoy.�
Harry added Malfoy�s name as an afterthought, but the blond was having too much
fun to care.

They entered together the Great
Hall, which was not too crowded, as it was Saturday after all, and they could
sit in relative solitude. Draco and Hermione sat together as they always did on
weekends, Harry was about to take his usual seat at Hermione�s other side, but
the bushy-haired girl gestured him towards the seat besides Artemisa, Harry wanted
to shook his head in a panicked no, but his friend gave him such a murderous
look that he practically ran away from her fury and sat beside Nochland.

Malfoy laughed a little watching
Harry suffer, and Hermione berated him quietly for making fun of Harry�s
shyness, however Malfoy�s attention soon was diverted towards his lover and he
noticed the empty plate in front of Hermione.

�Aren�t you going to eat
something?� he asked in a low voice, the girl looked uncomfortable.

�I�m not so hungry.�

�Nonsense, you have to eat. The
fact that I can�t be worried about you in public doesn�t mean that you are
allowed to starve yourself, or to follow Potter into dangerous situations as
you usually do. Now eat something.�

Hermione glared at Draco, but
she put some fruit into her plate and reached for a big glass of juice. Malfoy
was not yet satisfied, but he figured that he could still be nagging her for a
little more food when she finished the fruit.

Breakfast was being nice so far,
Harry eventually managed to overcome his social fears and started feeling more
comfortable around Artemisa. Just when the raven-haired boy was about to ask
the Slytherin girl if she�d like to go to the ball with him, Ron appeared and
startled Harry by slamming his fist on the table and hissing angrily into his
ear. Harry nearly jumped out of his skin.

�Harry! What do you think you�re
doing?!�

�Wha..!
Ron! Don�t do that!�

The boy turned to look into his
friend�s very angry eyes and suddenly felt the need to reach for his wand. Ron
didn�t give him time to recover.

�Why are you sitting here Harry?
You�re supposed to be with Hermione!�

The red-head raised his voice at
the final sentence and the girl in question blushed furiously, Malfoy sighed
and turned over to her.

�You know? You should have him
on a leash.�

Harry gave Ron an incredulous
look and the red-head walked furiously to where Hermione was, the girl tried
very hard to be invisible.

�Come on �Mione!
Let�s go somewhere nicer.�

Ron took the girl�s arm and
immediately she hissed, Malfoy tensed, ready to take out his wand.

�Don�t touch me Ron! Leave me
alone!� Hermione shook away Ron�s hand and glared at him.

��Mione
come on, you have nearly finished your breakfast, you don�t want to be with the
ferret more time than you have to!�

�And who are you to tell me what
I want?�

�What do you mean? I�m your
boyfriend! I�m going to marry you!�

Both Harry and Draco knew that
Ron had made a mistake; they actually flinched when Hermione stood and slapped
Ron�s face.

�How dare you?! You were one of
my best friends Ron! I don�t want you anywhere near me now! We�re not a couple!
We�re nothing! Do you understand that? Nothing at all!�

And she stormed out of the Great
Hall, Malfoy groaned inwardly, looking at the half-empty plate of fruit, all
the present students started the gossip immediately and Draco wanted to go too,
but he turned around to see the point of a wand between his eyes.

�I know what you�re doing Malfoy,
you�ve fooled everyone else but not me, you want to take Hermione away from us
and get your revenge on her, but that�s not gonna
happen, you hear me? As soon as you finish the projects you are going to stop
this charade and leave her alone! You understand?�

Malfoy lifted an eyebrow at the
boy, out of the corner of his eye he could see that Potter had stood up and
looked like he wanted to die on the spot, the Slytherin smirked and leaned
back, crossing his arms over his chest.

�Or what weasel? You�re going to
tell her how evil I am? She�s not going to believe you.�

If possible Ron�s face became
even redder, Harry could see that his friend was about to hex Malfoy into next
year and he tried to stop him, but Ron shoved him away.

�Ron, please! Let it go, you�re
going to have problems!�

�No Harry! He needs a good hex
to stay away from us!�

�Go ahead Weasley, do your best!
Let�s see if I can make them sack you at last!�

Harry knew the Headmaster will,
for the way Dumbledore had been acting he suspected that the man had some kind
of plan concerning Malfoy and he just knew that the Slytherin had now the upper
hand, and he didn�t doubt for one second that the blond would let himself be
hexed only to get rid of Ron. The red-head however didn�t listen to Harry�s
pleas and was about to sign his death sentence when professor McGonagall�s
voice interrupted them.

�What is happening here? Mr.
Weasley, what are you doing?�

Harry turned grateful eyes to
his Head of House, Ron was not pleased.

�It�s a personal matter
professor.�

�And you�re going to set it with
a wand? I don�t think so Mr. Weasley.�

�But he started it!�

Malfoy raised his hands to show
his utter lack of wand, McGonagall raised his eyebrows.

�That would be twenty points
from Gryffindor Mr. Weasley, and I suggest you watch yourself closely, you�re
already in enough problems as it is.�

Ron opened his mouth to argue,
but Harry finally managed to get a hold of the red-head and dragged him away.

�Come on Ron! We need to talk!�

Once they were outside the Great
Hall and walked a few meters towards Gryffindor tower, Harry turned angrily to
his friend.

�What�s the matter with you Ron?
Lately you have been acting like a madman! Hermione is scared because of it and
frankly you�re starting to freak me out too! You had never been like this
before, not even towards Malfoy!�

�Look Harry, don�t presume to
come and tell me how I should be acting! Malfoy has gone too far now. Hermione
is the one acting strange and is all because of him!�

�I know that she has changed,
but Ron it�s not only because of Malfoy. She just doesn�t want a relationship
with you, you�re like a brother to her, we both are.�

�Bullshit! Maybe she looks you
like a brother, but you know as well as I that she had always wanted to go out
with me!�

�Well, yes, but now it�s
different��

�Yes! Because
that slimy ferret had done something to her!�

�No Ron! Because
she had realized her true feelings about you!�

�She loves me Harry!! She has no
other feelings but those about me!�

�Ron��

�And don�t even try to tell me
otherwise Harry! You should be helping me to get her back, instead of following
this sick game of the headmaster to get the bloody Slytherins� sympathy!! I got
sick every time I see her near that prat!!�

�She wants to get an advantage
for our side. We need to work together if we want to win the war Ron.�

�Please Harry; don�t tell me
that you�re buying the headmaster�s speech that we need to ally with the Slytherins.
We don�t need them! You are the one who�s gonna
defeat You-Know-Who, you said it yourself!�

Harry sighed, suddenly
regretting having confided the prophecy to his friends on their sixth year.

�Look Ron, even if I were to
defeat Voldemort, there are still the Death Eaters to
deal with��

�Ha! They would be nothing
without their leader, and once they�re defeated their supporters are going to
be too ashamed to show their faces for a while, and they�d lost all the
political power they have now.�

�Yes Ron, but for that to happen
we will need to fight!�

�And since when we ask the Malfoys� help to fight our battles Harry? You�re The
Boy-Who-Lived; you don�t need any kind of help! You are going to defeat You-Know-Who,
and then we�re going to make sure that the rest of the dark wizards would be
recognized as the crap they are! We don�t need anyone but you!�

Harry looked dumbfounded at his
friend, not wanting to believe what he was hearing, he felt as if he was
talking with a stranger.

�Ron, tell me, what exactly do
you have against Malfoy?�

�What do you mean? Other than he
is the biggest prat that has ever existed, and that
he had been a fucking ass all these years?�

�Yeah, besides
all that.�

�He�s a self-righteous git who believes that just because his family is one of the
most respected ones, all the world should crawl at his feet! He�s a spoiled
bastard who thinks that with his family�s money and political status he can
have all that he wants!�

�That�s the way his family
raised him to be�� Harry muttered, trying to keep his word to Hermione and see
beyond what lied in front of him, Ron didn�t hear him.

�I don�t know how he managed to
fool Hermione with his lies, but we are going to bring her back to her senses
Harry, she would see reason soon enough. You know? Malfoy thinks he has
everything in life, with all the money and prestige, but I tell you Harry, he
could have all that I ever dream of, but when we�ll defeat the dark side he
would be left alone, and he�s not the Boy-Who-Lived best friend; right mate?�

Harry nodded numbly, still
wondering if someone had been using polyjuice potion
to impersonate his friend. Ron smiled to him.

�Right. Now, let�s go find Hermione, I want to set things right with her.�

Harry looked for a moment to
Ron�s retreating figure with a hollow feeling inside him. So, that was how
things really were, nearly seven years together and Harry was just realizing
that, for Ron too, he was only The Boy-Who-Lived.

Draco was annoyed and in no mood
to deal with the general idiocy of the world, so he was mostly ignoring the
bunch of students that were flying up and down around him in the Quidditch field. Just one more month and he would be free
from all this. He loved flying, and really enjoyed the feel of power that being
in charge of the Quidditch group gave him, but that
Saturday he was just feeling overwhelmed. He was worried about his godfather
and Hermione, and frustrated because he couldn�t do anything to remedy the
situation.

Hermione was the one that
worried him the most; she was constantly exposed to some of the junior Death
Eaters, especially to Parvati, who was starting to suspect that something was
going on between the Head boy and the Head girl. To top it all, Weasley was starting
to be a serious problem; something would have to be done about him because it
was clear that Hermione�s indifference would not be enough to stop the boy from
bothering her.

Malfoy was wondering if he could
get away with obliviate the Weasley nuisance, when a
serious voice interrupted his thoughts.

�Malfoy. Can I talk with you?�

The blond groaned and turned
over his broom to be face to face with Ginny Weasley, talking about nuisances.

�What do you want Weasley? I
don�t think you should be here.�

Ginny scowled at him, but
remained firm.

�I need to talk with you, about
Hermione.�

Draco�s face remained neutral, but he inwardly started to sort out all the
possible reasons of why the Weasley girl would want to talk to him about
Hermione.

�What�s with the book-worm?�

�What are your intentions
Malfoy? She thinks that you can be a friend, and is having troubles with Ron
because of that. My brother doesn�t trust you, and neither do I, and Hermione
refuses to listen to us!�

�And your point is?�

�I know you must be plotting
something Malfoy, but I don�t understand why you are so friendly with Hermione,
maybe is some strategy of yours to have more options, and be safe if the dark
side lose the war, you�d never even look at her otherwise, I don�t really care
what you do, I�m sure that Harry and Ron would keep her safe, but this game is
damaging her relationship with my brother and that is not fair!�

�You�re not making any sense
Weasley. Besides, what do I care about whether or not your brother and the
bossy girl have a nice fluffy relationship or not? Maybe I�m even doing her a favor by driving her away from said relationship, I don�t
know if you�ve noticed, but your brother seems rather unstable.�

Ginny�s face became red, Draco
wondered if all the Weasleys were so easy to anger.

�How dare you Malfoy?! Ron and
Hermione are perfect for each other! Maybe he overreacts a little, but it�s
because he cares about her!�

�Sure Weasley, whatever you
say.�

�Look Malfoy, if you really are
pretending to be Hermione�s friend, just do the right thing once in your life
and let them be happy together, ok? Tell her that Ron is only trying to protect
her! Or remind her of the reasons we have to doubt of your intentions! Please,
you know it is the right thing to do!�

�And what difference would it
make if I tell her that, Weasley?�

�I don�t know! For some strange
reason she seems to listen to you!�

Malfoy thought it very funny
that Ginny was convinced of the fact that he was the main reason of why
Hermione had dumped Ron. To tell the truth, he was, but not for the reasons
Ginny believed, the red-head was convinced that the entire problem consisted
solely of a disagreement between Granger and the Weasley boy.

�You�re so willing to come and
talk on your brother�s behalf Weasley; one would think that he should be
capable of retaining a girl that supposedly wants to be with him, though I
don�t know what Granger saw in him.�

Ginny�s eyes hardened and she
huffed.

�I�m not doing this for my
brother Malfoy; I�m doing it for Hermione�s sake.�

Draco only raised an eyebrow at
her statement; the girl felt the need to elaborate.

�Come on Malfoy! You like
everybody else had seen Hermione and my brother as a couple since years ago.
The only reason Krum invited her to the Yule ball on her fourth year was because
he was a stranger and didn�t know how the school�s relationships were made. You
know how our society works; Hermione would never cease to be Ron�s girl in
everyone�s minds. No other person would date her anymore.�

Malfoy remained indifferent; it
was well known amongst the purebloods that once a girl had a partner, even if
it was unofficial, she would have many problems to find another one, but that
applied only to the purebloods and some of them had stopped taking that
seriously, it was stupid anyway.

�Maybe not the
purebloods, but there are plenty of half-bloods and muggleborns
that wouldn�t mind; even if she were in an official relationship and then broke
it out.�

The blond was very surprised
when Ginny actually laughed at his words, but tried not to show it.

�Oh, don�t joke like that
Malfoy! Do you honestly think that she would find another man that notices
her?�

Malfoy narrowed his eyes and
hissed at the Gryffindor.

�I wasn�t aware that the weasel
was so an excellent specimen that the girl wouldn�t find anyone else to replace
him.�

�I didn�t mean that Malfoy! I
accept that there are plenty of boys better looking and perhaps nicer than my
brother. I�m just saying that none of them would consider Hermione seriously.�

�Oh?� The slytherin
was confused now, he had lost the red-head line of thought.

�Please, don�t act as if you
don�t have a clue of what I�m talking about Malfoy! I�m Hermione�s friend, but
I�m not blind, and you see her everyday, she�s not really attractive or good
looking.�

Malfoy felt his eyes widening
and fought to expel the surprise from his face. Ginny didn�t seem to notice it.

�She doesn�t put much attention
to herself, she never wears make up and her hair is frankly horrible, but she
refuses to do something about it, her teeth are better now than they were, but
she still have them a little weird, some of them are not entirely straight, and
her eyes are so common and a bit small for her face, and the color of her skin really doesn�t fit her, lately she is even
gaining weight, given that her body is rather disproportionate. No one would
find her attractive.�

Malfoy was having a hard time
keeping his face neutral, he wanted out of this conversation as soon as
possible, unfortunately his mind had stopped in semi-shock and the Weasley girl
had not finished.

�Besides, you said it yourself,
she�s a book worm, know-it-all and bossy girl, she barely knows a thing about
socializing, and she has a hard time choosing clothes, her usual attire is so
simple, and look at her cat, she couldn�t find a better pet if her life
depended on it, she just have bad taste. Who would want to have her around?�

Malfoy felt very offended, he
was aware that his grasp on the broom was too tight and his knuckles hurt, but
it was all he could do to prevent himself from take out his wand and
transfigure the Weasley girl into something nasty. If all of Hermione�s friends
were like this he was surprised that the girl�s self esteem wasn�t lower than
it was.

�Weasley, I didn�t want to know
what you think about your so called friend, or how you reflect your personal
problems and insecurities on her. Just leave me the hell alone, would you? I
don�t really care if she solves her problems with your brother!�

Ginny glared at him, and hissed
indignantly.

�You�re a bastard Malfoy! Ron�s
right you only want to hurt her!�

�Me?� Draco asked himself while he saw
the Weasley figure flying away. This was incredible, whoever said that a
Gryffindor friendship was the most trustworthy that existed had no idea of what
friendship was. He�ll take a Slytherin friend any day over a Gryffindor, at
least with the Slytherins you knew what you were getting into.

He was a bit shaken, someone had
once told him that women could see every fault and criticize
every aspect on another living being, but he never imagined that someone could
criticize a person, that was called a friend, like that. Hermione definitely
needed to get rid of the Weasleys, Malfoy set his
mind in that, he would ensure that no one of those envious lower beings would
be around his woman and his child anymore than strictly necessary. He�ll not
have any children of his exposed to such mediocrity.

Time went by and soon the last
scheduled group of students arrived to the Quidditch
field, Malfoy was supervising that all of them had a team and started arranging
little matches when he spotted bushy hair walking over to the beginner�s
section of the field, he promptly left Blaise in charge and landed in front of
the startled girl.

�What are you doing here
Granger?�

�Um, Hi Malfoy, it�s my turn to referee
a game. I�m sorry I�m a little late.�

�What are you talking about?
You�re not going to fly, much less be in the middle of a game. It�s dangerous!�

Hermione frowned at him and
crossed her arms stubbornly.

�I�m not going to be playing,
and I�m a better flyer now. I don�t think that it would be too dangerous.�

Malfoy stared at her and was
about to retort when Potter arrived.

��Mione,
I thought that you would take Dumbledore�s permission to be absent.�

The girl looked at her friend
and answered rather coldly.

�Really Harry, I don�t see any
reason to stop doing the things I always do just because a little
inconvenience.� She turned again to Malfoy who was starting to get angry. �I�m
fine, there�s only a month left of the groups and there�s nothing wrong with
flying why should I want to stop practicing it now?�

Malfoy was about to tell her
exactly why pregnant women would want to keep their feet firmly on the ground,
but he remembered in time that Potter didn�t know about Hermione�s pregnancy,
and had to bit his lip.

�Fine! Go and kill yourself then if that�s what you want!�

And he mounted his broom and
flew away; the Gryffindor boy stared after the blond and then looked to his
friend.

�What�s the matter with him?
He�s back to being nasty?�

�No, he�s only stubborn!
Dumbledore told him that I�m sick and he doesn�t believe that I can still fly.
But I�m going to show him that there�s no big deal! Men worry too much!�

She took her school broom and
resumed her way to the beginners field, leaving a confused Harry behind, the
boy had never took Malfoy for one to worry about someone else than himself. Someone
had definitely changed the rules of his world again and had neglected to inform
him. He was going to have a word or two with said someone as soon as he knew
who it was.

Hermione arrived to her group
and noticed that they were only waiting for her to start the game; she mounted
the broom confidently and elevated. Really? Who said
that pregnant women couldn�t fly? It wasn�t as if she would be chasing the bludgers, she would be careful, besides, what the rest of
the students would think if she suddenly stopped going to Quidditch?
There was nothing to worry about, there were plenty of women that continued
doing their usual activities while pregnant, and there was no reason of why she
couldn�t do the same.

Hermione watched the game
attentively, she had to do a few basic maneuvers to
follow the players, soon the feeling of floating started to get at her and when
she had to move quickly to evade a player she felt highly disoriented. The girl
breathed sharply and tightened her grip on the broom to steady herself. The dizziness didn�t go away. The game continued
and Hermione started to feel slightly nauseous, she wondered if it would be ok
to land for a few minutes and then to come back, she started to raise a hand to
call a halt in the game when something hit the end of her broom and made her
spin in the air, she lost all sense of direction and her grip on the broom
failed, she screamed when she felt herself falling.

Draco was fuming. Stupid,
stubborn Gryffindors! Surely she was thinking that she could go on with her
life as if nothing was happening. Well he would have his say about that! Of
course she had been doing all her activities without problem for nearly two
months now, but that didn�t mean it was safe to continue doing it. Malfoy
didn�t have complains about activities like dancing or tending the plants, but Quidditch was a demanding sport, even if it didn�t look
like it. You couldn�t get distracted in Quidditch, you
had to have good reflexes in order to dodge bludgers
and players alike, and what if you fell from the broom? It was a sport where
you could get hurt easily. Pregnant women should stay as far away from it as
they could!

Malfoy stayed near the beginners
group, sending irritated glances once in a while and waiting for Hermione to
realize that it was better to call it a day and return to the castle. He really
didn�t understand that woman. She hated Quidditch!
She should be jumping at the opportunity to drop it! But no! She had to go and
finish the four weekends left! Malfoy would have a talk with Dumbledore if she
persisted at it. In the meantime, Hermione was starting to look pale, Draco
watched as she tried to steady herself after barely dodging one of the chasers.
Good, it served her right, maybe now she would land and remain on the ground
where pregnant women belonged.

Draco gave a brief look around
the fields to make sure that all was in order and then returned to look at
Granger, just in time to see an anonymous bludger
collide with the tail of the girl�s broom and make it spin like crazy, he raced
towards her but he knew he couldn�t arrive in time, so he got out his wand when
he saw her falling and quickly cast a levitating spell. Hermione stopped in midair
just a few centimeters above the ground, Malfoy
landed at her side and helped her to get to her knees, she
threw up immediately.

�Well, you should be happy now
Granger! You almost got yourself killed! Are you alright?�

Hermione breathed deeply twice
and then got to her feet with Malfoy�s support, other students were carefully
gathering around them.

�You�re going to the Hospital Wing
Granger, you�re still pale.�

Hermione breathed again and was
about to answer when Harry arrived hurriedly.

��Mione! What happened? You
look like crap! Are you alright?�

�Yes, I�m fine Harry, don�t
worry.�

�Take her to the Hospital Wing Potter.�

�No, it�s not necessary, I�m
fine, really.�

That was the wrong thing to say,
because Malfoy�s patience ended at it and he shouted at her.

�I don�t care how fine you say
you are Granger! You�re going with the bloody mediwitch
now! You hear me?!�

Hermione blinked, taken aback by
Malfoy�s anger, then she attempted to glare at him but her dizziness spoiled
the effect. Harry touched her shoulder gingerly.

�Perhaps he�s right �Mione, you are very pale, we better go see Pomfrey.�

The girl was going to tell Harry
that he wasn�t supposed to agree with Malfoy this time, but she turned around
too fast and the world lost its focus, suddenly she felt weak and Malfoy had to
support her before she collapsed face first on the ground, they ended up
kneeling again.

�Merlin
Granger! You�re a mess! And don�t you dare tell
me that you�re fine! You�re not!�

�It�s just the dizziness��

Hermione breathed deeply once
more and leaned on to Malfoy, who started to rub circles on her back; Harry
knelt beside them and offered his hand to Hermione, while putting the other one
on her shoulder.

�Come on �Mione,
let�s go to the infirmary.�

To his utter surprise Malfoy
tightened his hold on the girl and pulled her against him, glaring at Harry
with narrowed eyes, the Gryffindor boy retreated slightly in disbelief; he
could swear that Malfoy was growling at him. Hermione put her hand on Malfoy�s
chest, trying to make him lose his hold on her, and muttered quietly.

�Draco it�s
Harry, and we are in public, please, you can�t be jealous here.�

Now Malfoy did growl, he was
about to deny being jealous of Potter when he felt Blaise�s
presence at his side, muttering to his ear.

�Draco, let her go with Potter.
You have to take care of the group.�

�She�s not well Blaise.�

�Yes, we all could see that. And
the entire group can also see you two now. Patil in particular seems really
interested in what you�re doing.�

Malfoy gritted his teeth and
collected himself, he�d have to let go of Hermione for now, he would be a
Slytherin and remain cool, it won�t do if Parvati discovered their relationship
now, it was not the right time.

�Do you know who sent the bludger?� he asked Blaise, he needed someone to take out
his frustration.

�Of course.�

Malfoy recovered his neutral
face and helped Hermione to her feet, then he immediately let go of his embrace
and turned to Harry.

�Well Potter, what are you
waiting for? Take your troublesome friend to the Hospital Wing right now and
don�t come back today. Go!�

Hermione took Harry�s arm and nudged
the momentarily confused boy into action, the boy gave one last suspicious look
at Malfoy, wondering about the sudden change in the Slytherin�s
behavior, and then walked away with the girl. When
they were out of sight, Malfoy turned around to face the rest of the students,
already looking for the person whose life was about to become miserable.

�Who was it Blaise?�

�Joshua Sauntiers,
I saw him when he aimed the hit.�

A fourth year Gryffindor; why he
wasn�t surprised? Malfoy narrowed his eyes and focused the boy.

�Sauntiers! Come right here
now!�

A brunette with dark blue eyes
advanced, confident at first, but he didn�t last two seconds without flinching
under Malfoy�s glare.

�So, having fun throwing bludgers at your housemates?�

�I� I didn�t� It was an
accident!�

�Really? Well, I won�t have this kind of �accidents� in this group!�

�You can�t throw me out!
Dumbledore said that the groups are free and only he can forbid a pupil to
attend!�

�Who talked about expulsion?
That would be fifty points from Gryffindor, and detention with Filch every day
until the end of term!�

The boy paled and widened his
eyes at Malfoy; obviously he hadn�t expected that kind of retribution.

�W-what? But� you can�t do that!�

�Of course I can, I�m the Head
Boy.�

�But, but, why? It was an
accident!�

�For endangering your fellow students lives! Quidditch is a
dangerous game, you can�t be distracted here kid, and I won�t have any
accidents caused by incompetent players! I can�t prevent you Gryffindors from
being stupid, but I can force you to at least try to be less clumsy than
usual.�

The boy flushed and bit his lip,
Malfoy didn�t waste more time with him, he looked at
the rest of the students, noticing with satisfaction that none of them planned
to go to the kid�s rescue.

�All of you, we still have forty
minutes left, you�re free to continue your games. And don�t let any snitch or bludger get lost!�

Everyone returned to their
brooms and to their respective sides of the big field, many started to chase
the bludgers that had gone too far away. Malfoy
spotted Parvati muttering something to an almost crying Joshua and he went over
to her, perhaps he could mislead her suspicions a little. The girl left her
chat with her housemate as soon as she saw Malfoy approaching, the blond
stopped right in front of her and put a pleased smirk on his face.

�Now I�ll have to thank you
Patil.�

�Me? What for Malfoy?�

�Please, the boy wouldn�t have
done that stupidity by himself; obviously someone had suggested it to him.�

Parvati looked seriously at
Malfoy; she knew that it was no use denying it, so she only shrugged.

�Some people are a little put
out that Granger is making friends with the enemy. And why do you thank me for
that?�

�Well, first, I got to humiliate
a Gryffindor and no one can tell me that I was wrong in doing it. Then, I�m now
Granger�s hero you know? Soon I�ll have her on my pocket and through her I�ll
get to Potter and Dumbledore.�

Parvati looked surprised at
first, but she soon recovered and smiled mischievously.

�And what do you intent to do
then Malfoy?�

�Now Patil, why would I tell my
plans to you?�

Malfoy left the girl and
returned to the sky, hopping that his little chat was enough to make Parvati
stop her prodding.

That night Harry walked to the
Headmaster�s office, decided to clear some of his doubts about Malfoy. The
professor greeted him more serious than usual.

�Come in Harry, come in, we have
much work to do tonight.�

�Something happened
professor?�

�I have received some bad news,
but I can�t be sure about the seriousness of the situation until Severus
arrives. We have to practice the protection spell that I taught you the
previous week.�

�Ok. Mmmh,
headmaster, before we start, I was hopping that we could talk about Malfoy.�

�Oh yes. I have noticed that you
two had been getting along a bit more lately.�

�Um, you could say that we have
some kind of understanding, but he acts strange sometimes. Headmaster, are you
sure he�s in our side?�

�Ah, the same doubts you have
about professor Snape I see.�

�Well, it�s hard to forget six
years of nastiness. I just can�t believe that someone can change his ideals so
suddenly.�

�Mr. Malfoy has matured Harry,
but you�re right, no one changes the way they think from one day to the other,
Mr. Malfoy had not changed his ideals so much, he just has rearranged his
priorities, and he had had a whole year to think things over and decide what he
wanted, in fact, I remember that last year was a perfectly quiet one, there
weren�t much quarrels between you two.�

�Yeah, he pretty much ignored us
the entire year. But if he hadn�t changed his ideas why are you so sure that
he�s with us? What if he still supports Voldemort?�

�I�m going to confess something
to you Harry. Young Mr. Malfoy has not come to me yet. I can�t tell for sure
that he�s in our side, but he�s not supporting Voldemort
anymore. Right now Harry, Draco Malfoy is keeping himself neutral.�

Harry�s eyes narrowed in
annoyance at Dumbledore�s words, that bit of news
wasn�t very comforting.

�But Hermione is convinced that
Malfoy is a friend! Professor why did you let her believe that? She�s convinced
that he has changed! And you had encouraged her, only to win Malfoy to our
side! She could get hurt! Why did you ask her to do it?!�

�Harry, calm
down. I assure you that Miss Granger is in no
danger, she knows Mr. Malfoy�s situation, perhaps better than me, and I didn�t
ask her to get close to him, not even to start being civil, I must confess that
I had thought about asking you that particular favor,
I had wanted you to be the one to approach young Malfoy, but Miss Granger
started to get close to him spontaneously and, before I had the chance to talk
with you, they seemed to already had reached some kind of understanding, so I
let them continue without getting you mixed in, and with very good results if I
must say.�

The Headmaster recovered the
mischievous twinkle in his eyes, Harry however was not convinced.

�But, is she really safe? I know
that Malfoy has been acting different towards her, and she treats him far
better than she treats Ron lately, but how do we know that he won�t return to Voldemort?�

�Well, given the situation he�s
in now, it would be very difficult for him to do it. You see Harry, he was
supposed to take the mark on Halloween, but for unknown reasons he didn�t make
it to the reunion point, his father wasn�t pleased and I understand that he
sent an ultimatum for his son to take the mark on Christmas. However, young Mr.
Malfoy preferred instead to spend the winter break here, so he didn�t take the
initiation. That, Harry, puts him in a difficult position, technically he had
refused Voldemort twice, and you know that Riddle
doesn�t take refusals well.�

�But, why did he do it? I
thought that he agreed wholeheartedly with Voldemort�s
ideals, he said so many times!�

�He was a child when you met him
Harry, he had been taught many of Voldemort�s ideals
as family traditions, the Malfoys had always been a
rather purist family, but young Malfoy has grown up, and I think he has been
realizing that not everything are quite correct in Voldemort�s
actions, maybe he sympathizes with some things, like the despise to muggles and muggleborns, but it
seems that his pride is greater than that and he has decided to not follow Voldemort�s lead after all.�

�His pride? What do you mean?�

�You have to see the situation
from Malfoy�s point of view Harry. The Malfoys are a
respected family, one of the most ancient ones, very powerful and in many ways
an icon for the wizarding society, Draco has been
raised to be a leader, his parents had always told him how great and powerful
his family is, they had got him used to the fact that he could have whatever he
wanted and that someday he would lead the pureblood�s circle. Suddenly, Lucius decides that the entire family should bow at the
feet of someone else, I don�t think that his son had taken very well the news
of that he was expected to be somebody�s servant, especially taking in
consideration that said somebody is not a pureblood.�

�So, we�re relying on Malfoy�s
high self-esteem to suppose he won�t end up as a Death Eater? Great.� Said
Harry sarcastically, the Headmaster smiled at him.

�I accept that there is a risk,
young Mr. Malfoy can still return to Voldemort, if he
takes with him a good enough prize, but I think that
he doesn�t want to do it anymore. I think that Miss Granger has managed to show
him what much more he could gain, by being a little more tolerant of certain
circumstances.�

Harry raised an eyebrow, somehow
he didn�t like Dumbledore�s cheerful smile. A sudden doubt entered his mind.

�Professor,
why do you want Malfoy in our side? I mean, I
know that he�s powerful, and that the Slytherins are necessary, they have been
a really good help at the DA sessions, and the more supporters we have the
better, but I think that you have been specially focused on Malfoy. It isn�t
enough that he is now neutral?�

�Well Harry, it�s time for you
to have a brief insight in wizarding politics. You
see, it�s a matter of public image, Draco is the heir of Malfoy family, if he
decides to support us it would be a great blow to our opponent.�

�How come?�

�Social believes Harry, you
represent hope to the wizarding world, the hope that Voldemort can be defeated, the Malfoys
represent power, if the two are on the same side, it won�t matter anymore which
one it is, it would win.�

The headmaster started
explaining how the wizarding society functioned.
Harry listened intently with his annoyed frown in place, he decided right then
and there that he didn�t like politics and that he�ll never could be a good
politician. You were supposed to talk nicely and pretend to be good friends
with people you disliked, only because it was convenient that said people
supported you? That should be wrong, no matter what kind of advantages you were
trying to obtain.

The talk managed to give him a
better understanding of the impact that the end of term�s ball could have if
Malfoy and Hermione danced together, and with it he realized the real
dimensions of the danger Hermione had been exposed to, thanks to Ron�s mislead
outburst. He remembered the bludger�s incident and
understood that it wasn�t a mere accident. He decided that if Malfoy didn�t
manage to convince Hermione to drop Quidditch he
would have to put his best effort in keeping her away from it.

When the headmaster finished his
explanation, Harry was not happy with society in general, but he reluctantly
agreed with Dumbledore in that he should try to be closer to Malfoy, the war
was slowly reaching Hogwarts and they had to do whatever they can to get out of
it victorious and preferably alive. No matter if that meant to get used to
Draco Malfoy.

Hermione moaned loudly when Draco
pushed his entire length inside her and started to thrust hard and fast, he was
holding her hips to steady himself while he moved in and out of her body; she
started moving too, meeting each one of his thrusts with equal force, making
him go faster. One of his hands sneaked to her breast and pinched a nipple,
Hermione moaned again and called Malfoy�s name.

He had been pretty annoyed with
her, and had ranted for about ten minutes about why Quidditch
was unhealthy for her. She had tried to distract him and had started to tease
and arouse him. Initially, Draco had been a bit reluctant; he remembered
someone telling him that pregnant women were never on the mood to have sex,
apparently that wasn�t Hermione�s case however, and Malfoy soon forgot his
doubts and had immediately taken over control and focused only on their mutual
pleasure.

Hermione moaned when she felt
her orgasm building and her inner walls tightened around Draco�s
length, the boy gave two more hard thrusts and released inside his lover with a
yell of satisfaction. They remained joined for a few seconds until Malfoy
exited her and lied down, holding Hermione tightly against his body, starting
to trail kisses along her neck.

�Stubborn
woman. I should spank you for what you did
today.�

�Oh, please Malfoy, I already
said I�m sorry, would you forget it?�

�No, I won�t forget it; you
almost got killed by a stupid child and gave me quite a scare! You�re not
seeing another broom ever again!�

Hermione looked at him openmouthed for a second and then smiled sweetly.

�So, the great Draco Malfoy was
scared?�

Draco glared at her smiling face
and hissed.

�Shut up woman!�

Hermione giggled while he busied
himself again with her neck and pulled her closer to him. Soon the giggling
transformed in moans of contentment and pleasure, Draco kissed her passionately
until they needed to breathe, and then he trailed his hands over her back and
one of them rested momentarily between their bodies over her belly, which was
starting to get slightly more rounded.

�Beautiful. I can�t believe that
stupid cow said you were not sexy.�

Hermione raised an eyebrow in
surprise at his comment.

�Who?�

Malfoy only shrugged and
continued nipping at her ear.

�Never mind, it�s not
important.�

He kissed her again and then
they started to get up and ready to go.

�But, you know, you should pay
more attention to your girl friends chatter once in a while.�

Hermione looked a bit taken
aback at him and Draco smirked. He didn�t comment anymore on the matter.

Harry was walking along the
halls, covered by his invisibility cloak, on his way to Gryffindor tower. It
was really late, the session with the Headmaster had been pretty hard this time
and Harry was tired. However, while he walked the deserted corridors, he was
thinking about Malfoy�s case. Harry thought that he could accept the blond
better if he stopped being a prat, but he wasn�t sure
if Malfoy could change that much. One thing was sure, he was going to have a
hell of a time trying to convince Ron to accept a truce with the Slytherin, he
hoped that at least the rest of the Gryffindors would stop hearing Ron�s
tantrums and complains about the slimy snakes. Harry was slightly aware of the
fact that the entire year Hermione had been implying that Malfoy was now more
mature than he and Ron, and he pouted at the thought. It was not fair; the
ferret should have remained as childish as him for the entire seven school
years, so Harry could still hate him without problems. Stupid
Malfoy. Stupid Voldemort and stupid war
anyway, if it wasn�t for that maniac he would have no need for politics this
early in his life.

Harry sighed and turned around a
corner, he was about to arrive to Gryffindor tower, he could see the portrait
of the fat lady nearly at the end of the corridor, and he also saw one, no, two
people beside it, fully enthralled on each other and paying no heed to the
world. Harry looked at the couple intently; they obviously were engaged on a
goodbye kiss. The Gryffindor prefect approached them cautiously, wondering who
they could be, when the boy straightened a little and Harry froze; even at the
dim light of the torches the platinum blond hair was unmistakable. There was
only one boy in the entire castle who had that particular hair color. Harry felt his mouth go dry and started to move
towards the pair again, this couldn�t be right, why would Malfoy be outside
Gryffindor tower with a girl? Surely he wouldn�t even think of dating a
Gryffindor. Maybe it was Parvati; she had told him once that her family used to
visit the Malfoys when she was a toddler. Please, let
it be Parvati.

Harry was trying with all his
heart to ignore the doubt that was slowly forming in his mind, he was just a
few steps away from the couple when Malfoy muttered something at the girl�s ear
that made her giggle and push him away, far enough for Harry to have a clear
view of her face. He couldn�t contain a surprised exclamation.

�Hermione?!!�

Malfoy immediately turned over,
pulling Hermione behind him, and taking out his wand, aiming directly in front
of him, his eyes narrowing in slight confusion. Harry nearly shouted at them
then.

�Malfoy! What the hell are you doing here?!!�

The blond arched a suspicious
eyebrow; Hermione cautiously poked her head from behind him.

�Potter?�

�Harry? Is that you?�

�Of course it�s me!! It�s not
that dark for you not to recognize me!!� Harry was nearly hysterical and
Hermione sighed in comprehension.

�Harry, you are wearing your
invisibility cloak.�

�What?! Oh!�

The Gryffindor hurriedly
discarded the cloak as Malfoy�s face expression slowly mutated from annoyed to
slightly amused and he lowered his wand a bit. Harry
succeeded in folding his cloak on his arm and tried to get over his shock.

�Now what the hell were you
doing?!!�

�It�s called snogging
Potter. Don�t tell me that I�ll have to tell Nochland that you need basic
lessons.�

�Why you�!!�
Harry was about to launch himself at Malfoy with his fists up, not paying
attention to the Slytherin�s wand, now aimed at his
chest, but Hermione put herself between the two boys in time and stopped her
friend.

�No! Harry please calm down!
Draco, put the wand away!�

�Hermione how could you?! With
him?! Why?!�

�Harry, try to understand,
please!�

�Understand?! I can�t believe
this Hermione! How long have you two been� at this?!�

Hermione blushed
a little and Malfoy smirked while answering.

�Well Potter, you can say that
we spent a lovely Christmas.�

�Christmas!! You are with him since Christmas?!�

Harry was yelling now, suddenly
all the pieces were slowly falling in place. So, this was what he had missed�
and this was what Hermione had �showed� Malfoy, according to the Headmaster�

�Tell me, does Dumbledore know
about this?!�

Hermione�s blush deepened and
Malfoy huffed in annoyance.

�That damned meddling man. I�m
sure he�s delighted that we ended up like this! After all, he did all he could
for it to happen.�

Harry bit his lip and his fists
tightened. So, Malfoy was aware of the Headmaster�s expectations, it kind of
made sense, the Slytherin did have more idea of politics. Hermione however,
frowned at Malfoy�s comment.

�You�re not fair with the
Headmaster, he only wanted for us to be friends and an example for the rest of
the school.�

�Well, we are quite an example,
are we not?�

�Please Draco! Professor
Dumbledore has no reason to play match-making. He has nothing to gain or lose
from our relationship.�

Draco opened his mouth to give
his point of view, but Harry beat him to it.

�He has.� He said with gritted
teeth. The angry tone surprised Hermione and she turned to her friend with a
worried frown. Harry started to pace back and forth in front of the couple,
muttering all kind of obscenities about politics, manipulative old headmasters,
devious Slytherins and insane dark lords. Hermione�s worry increased.

�Harry? What�s the matter?�

�I think that Potter here has
just been introduced to the political side of the war. Don�t worry about him
love.�

Harry froze upon hearing the
word �love� and glared at Malfoy, who put on an innocent face.

�What?�

�You are trying to shock me to
death, right Malfoy?�

�Too bad it didn�t work.�

Harry turned away sharply and
walked angrily towards the fat lady; he stopped before saying the password and
looked backwards at Malfoy, with a suspicious look on his face.

�Do you have the map?�

Draco blinked, slightly confused
by the odd question.

�Which map?�

�Of course not
Harry!� Hermione hissed in annoyance. The
raven-haired boy scowled and shout the password to the fat lady, the portrait
opened for him without daring to make any comments.

Hermione sighed when she saw her
friend disappear.

�Well, it wasn�t going to be a
secret forever anyway.�

Malfoy embraced her and kissed
her head.

�Don�t worry, if Potter causes
you problems, I�ll deal with him.�

�It�s just that� I don�t want to
lose another friend.�

�I don�t think you have to worry
about that. Unlike Weasley, Potter does have a minimum of intelligence inside
his head.�

�You�re acknowledging Harry�s
intelligent?�

�I said only a minimum!�

Hermione smiled and kissed Draco
good bye, then she entered the Gryffindor common room. Harry was waiting for
her, leaning on a couch with his arms crossed and a deep frown on his face.

�Harry?�

�Do you really prefer him over
Ron?�

Hermione sighed and sat on the
couch�s arm.

�Yes. I know that Ron is your
best friend Harry, and he has been a very special friend of mine too, but I
don�t want him as a partner, I decided that a long time ago, even before Malfoy.
It just doesn�t feel right; I realized that he�ll always be just a friend.�

�But, how did this happened?!
Did Dumbledore have something to do with it?!�

�Of course not
Harry! I just, well, I had been obsessed with
Draco since sixth year. I thought he was really attractive and, well, he kind
of found out and things just happened. It was intended to be a one time thing
originally, but after that we carried on and somehow couldn�t stop and now� I
love him Harry, and I don�t want him to leave, I need him. And I need you to
understand this, please.�

�Were you going to tell us?�

�Well, actually I was starting
to think if it would be wise to tell you, and how to do it, but I really don�t
want Ron to know about it, I don�t want another spectacle from him and I�m sure
that this time Draco is not going to be so forgiving. I have thought that when
we finished school I can disappear and never see Ron again. He has been a good
friend all these years; I want to remember him just like that.�

�Can I ask how Malfoy found out
about you liking him? Neither of us had any clue and we practically live with
you!�

�Well, you remember that
professor Snape told us that he was supposed to take the initiation on
Halloween?�

�Yes.� Harry almost hissed, with
a feeling of dread on his stomach.

�Well, I happened to discover
him when he abandoned the castle and I followed him. I just couldn�t let him do
it Harry! And I found out later that he was going to let the Death Eaters kill
him! I was determined to stop him and he� well� he wasn�t very nice, but I
stopped him, and he� found out.� Hermione was definitely not telling anyone
what really happened that night, least of all to Harry; her friend was agitated
enough as it was.

The black haired boy was slowly
going insane, well, now he knew why Malfoy didn�t make it to his initiation on
Halloween. It was unbelievable! He should have been paying more attention to
Hermione!

�What were you thinking?! You
could get hurt or killed! And no one would have noticed �till the next day!!�

�I didn�t really care at the
moment Harry. I just wanted him to stay.�

�Jesus!!�

Harry got upright and turned to
embrace his friend.

��Mione,
I-I don�t want him to hurt you, I mean, He�s MALFOY for god�s sake! Couldn�t
you go lusting over someone else?! Why him?!�

�Oh, Harry!� Hermione wanted to
laugh at her friend�s reaction, but wisely kept a straight face. �You men are
impossible. You honestly don�t see how much he�s changed? You�re not children
anymore Harry. Please, just left your grudges behind, he�s really going to help
us, you�ll see.�

Harry sighed in defeat and
released his friend, looking directly into her eyes, in times like this he
wished Dumbledore had taught him legilimency as well
as occlumency.

�Are you sure of this Hermione?�

�Don�t worry Harry. It�s my choice
and no one forced me into it.�

�Fine. But if he does anything to hurt you, I�ll kill him!�

�Thanks Harry!�

Hermione gave her friend a hug
that Harry returned grudgingly. When they finally let go of each other, the
girl started to climb upstairs to her room.

�I suppose that he�s not going
to try and blow up the Great Hall, when he�s jealous of someone.�

Hermione half turned to see him
with a thoughtful look.

�Mmm. No, I think he would
prefer to beat said someone at the Quidditch cup.�

Harry opened his mouth in
disbelief and Hermione smiled and winked to him, before disappearing upstairs.
The boy breathed deeply and started his own ascent to his dormitory, thinking
that someone definitely wanted to shock him to death.
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