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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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            The next day Severus and the teens left the Goblin Realm right after breakfast, bidding a hurried goodbye to Narcissa, Remus and Sirius; Remus was going to remain in the realm for a few more days to help Narcissa do some more research in on the horcruxes, and Sirius would be leaving later in the day to meet the twins at their shop.

            “You know, I used to really look forward to coming here,” Harry remarked as they walked up the lane from Hogsmeade to the school, “Now, I look forward to being able to leave and visit your mum and Si…Remus again.” Severus and Luna were ahead of them on the lane; Luna was lecturing Severus about cinnadoms and their effects on witches and wizards.

            “I can’t imaging enjoying school that much,” Draco replied, “well, unless you’re someone like Hermione or Theo; for me it was just a place to go to get away from Father and try to have my own life. It didn’t work out too well, what with Crabbe and Goyle following me everywhere and reporting back to my father.”

            “Yes, Thing One and Thing Two* can be annoying,” Harry agreed, “I don’t know how you put up with them all this time.”

            “Thing One and Thing Two?” Draco questioned.

            “Oh, um, it’s from a Muggle book,” Harry replied, flushing slightly, “It’s uh-a children’s book I remember from when I was younger, called “The Cat in the Hat” written by a guy named Dr. Seuss; he wrote a bunch of children’s books, and most of them rhymed. Thing One and Thing Two are two trouble makers who come with the Cat in the Hat and they basically help these kids destroy their house because they are bored while their mother is gone; at the end the cat manages to clean everything up and the mom never finds out.”

            “Muggles have strange books,” Draco shook his head, “So, has Dumbledore said anything to you about quidditch yet?”

            “No,” Harry shook his head, “With all the problems we’ve given him I doubt he’ll remove the ban Umbridge placed on me; I guess I’ll just have to settle for watching you play. On the plus side, at least now you might actually beat Gryffindor. Ow!” Harry pouted when Draco smacked his arm, “What? I was just telling the truth! You know you never beat me to the snitch!”

            “As interesting as this conversation is, I feel I should intervene before we have a case of domestic violence,” Severus said; he and Luna had come to a stop just outside the gates to the school and were waiting for the boys to join them, “Before we go inside, I wanted to remind you to keep what we learned this weekend quiet-only share the information with those you trust explicitly, and if the two of you can’t agree on whether or not to tell someone, then don’t tell them. We do not want…certain people to know about what we’re doing.”

            “Of course Uncle Sev,” Draco agreed, “We can discuss who to tell before we meet up with our friends; Luna, will you come to our rooms with us?”

            “I will accompany you to your rooms Draco,” Luna replied, stepping onto Hogwarts grounds, “and I’m certain Harry will join us just as soon as he is able to.”

            “Umm, I’m going up there with you right now,” Harry said, “Unless you know something I don’t; okay Luna, what do you know?”

            “Don’t turn your back on him Harry,” Luna said seriously, “No matter what he says he can’t be trusted.”

            “Who are you talking about?” Harry asked as they passed Hagrids' hut and started up the slope to the main doors, “I don’t have plans to talk to anybody right now.”

            “There you are Mr. Potter,” the small group looked up to see Professor McGonagall standing further up on the hill, almost glaring down at them, “We have been waiting for your return; I had thought, Severus, that you would have ensured the boys returned earlier so that they would have time to work on their classwork due tomorrow, as I am sure Mr. Potter has not even begun his.”

            “Actually, Minerva, I made sure that both boys finished their work before we left Friday,” Severus replied silkily, “Was there something you needed? I do still have a few papers to grade and I need to make sure everything is prepared for my classes tomorrow.”

            “The headmaster wishes to speak to Mr. Potter,” McGonagall said stiffly, “He said to escort him up as soon as you return, so perhaps someone else could take his belongings for him?”

            “I’ll take your things up to our room,” Draco said; he leaned in to kiss Harry on the cheek and whispered, “Remember-don’t trust him. Don’t accept anything to eat or drink while you are up there; if you aren’t back in our rooms within the hour I will come find you.”

            “I can take care of myself,” Harry scowled, “I think I know by now not to trust him, and your mum charmed our bonding rings, remember? I promise I’ll be safe Dray; if you want, you can gather our friends together and we can talk to them when I get back.”

            “Come along now Mr. Potter,” McGonagall interrupted before Draco could respond, “I believe you have kept the headmaster waiting long enough.”

            “Beware of whiffle hammers!” Luna said earnestly, “They have a very nasty temper Harry, and when they trick the blibbering humdingers into helping them they can be very devious.”

            “Stop worrying about me,” Harry shook his head, “I promise I will be fine, and I’ll see you in a bit, yeah?” He gave his friends and uncle a small wave and followed his head of house up to the school.

            “You know, I am very disappointed in you Harry,” McGonagall said after they were away from the others, “I understand how you became trapped in a relationship with Mr. Malfoy, however I had hoped you would be a good influence on him; instead he has been a poor influence on you, encouraging your disrespect of authority and turning you against Professor Dumbledore.”

            “Draco has done none of those things,” Harry said firmly, “I turned against the headmaster because I found out he was stealing money from my vaults and he had my family spy on me; he has always known how my relatives treated me, yet he did nothing about it, and then he used Crucio on me and tried to get Draco and Narcissa Kissed for it. Since Draco and I have been together neither of us has gotten into any trouble, and I’ve been getting better grades too since he makes me do my homework. I’m disappointed that you would turn against me so easily Professor; I always thought that you were honorable and someone I could depend on.” They came to a stop outside of the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to the headmasters office and Harry looked up to see McGonagall frowning down at him, but before she could respond the gargoyle jumped out of the way, and they saw the headmaster standing there, smiling at them both.

            “Ah, Harry my boy!” Dumbledore greeted him cheerfully, “I was waiting for you; why don’t you and Minerva come on up and join me for some tea? I just have a few things I’d like to discuss with you both.” Without waiting for a reply he led them up the stairs and into his office, gesturing for them to be seated in front of his desk.

            “What did you need from me Headmaster?” Harry asked respectfully once they were all sitting down.

            “Lemon Drop?” Dumbledore offered them; McGonagall and Harry both declined, so the headmaster settled down to business, “Now Harry, I am aware that you were banned from the quidditch team last year and-despite your increasingly disrespectful behavior-I have talked to the board of governors and had the ban lifted; I feel that it is unfair to punish the rest of your house for your behavior. I trust you won’t allow your new relationship with Mr. Malfoy to affect your game?”

            “I never have before,” Harry retorted, “Just because Draco and I are engaged doesn’t mean I would let him win-and he knows it as well; I’d never want to let my friends down like that.”

            “Excellent,” Dumbledore beamed, “Tryouts will actually be this afternoon-I have promoted Mr. Weasley to be Captain of your team, so I’m sure he can fill you in on the rest. Now, I also wanted to discuss your behavior with Professor McGonagall the morning you went to visit Draco’s mother; it was very inappropriate-”

            “I did nothing wrong,” Harry interrupted, “And I have the memories to prove it; if you try to punish me for it I will tell the board of governors and show them my memories. I am not going to let you manipulate me like you have in the past; I still blame you for what happened to Sirius.”

            “Mr. Potter!” McGonagall looked scandalized at Harry’s attitude towards Dumbledore, “You have no right to speak to the headmaster like that! After everything he has done for you!”

            “It’s alright Minerva,” Dumbledore said, “I understand his anger, and I can just hope that he comes to understand why I took the actions I did. That is neither here nor there however; I will let your behavior slide this once Harry, but you really must start showing the appropriate respect to your elders. Now then, there is one other thing I needed to inform you of-in the Hogwarts school code it states that any engaged students under seventeen who are rooming with their intended must take a preventative potion so that there is no accidental pregnancy.”

            “I thought I had to take a potion to get pregnant,” Harry frowned, “So I shouldn’t need one to prevent pregnancy, should I?”

            “It is true that most wizards need a potion to get pregnant,” McGonagall began, “however if the two wizards involved are very strong magically or have a powerful connection there is the possibility of pregnancy occurring; in this instance it is better to be safe than sorry.”

            “Okay,” Harry sighed, “When do I need to take the potion?”

            “Madame Pomfrey will be expecting you after you leave here,” Dumbledore informed him, “On your way now my boy, and don’t forget to talk to Mr. Weasley about quidditch.”

            “Yes sir,” Harry replied, and quickly left the office; he frowned as he headed for the hospital wing-that meeting left him feeling rather unsettled. He had been expecting an argument with the headmaster and McGonagall, but the meeting had been rather mild; there were a few heated words spoken, however Dumbledore didn’t seem to be as upset as he had been the last time Harry saw him. The meddling old man was definitely up to something-but what? How would he try to come between him and Draco next?

            Harry’s thoughts kept him occupied all the way up to the hospital wing-thanks to Severus’ insistence that they leave early it was only about eight-thirty and so most of the students were still in bed, getting in some extra sleep since it was Sunday, which meant that Harry didn’t encounter anyone until he walked through the door to see Madame Pomfrey waiting for them.

            “Good morning Mr. Potter,” she smiled, “I was starting to miss you-you haven’t been in to visit me all year, which means you must have finally learned how to stay out of trouble.”

            “My fiancé does do his best to keep me out of trouble,” Harry replied with a grin, “It is kind of nice not to be here because of an injury this time.”

            “I quite agree,” Madame Pomfrey said, “Now, the headmaster said that he gave you all the information on the potion?”

            “Yes,” Harry nodded, “Except-will I have to take it more than once? And will there be any side effects?”

            “You will only have to take it once,” Pomfrey assured him, “And there should be no side effects as long as you don’t mix it with any other potions for the next twenty-four hours; if you feel that you need even so much as a calming draught come see me first, understood?”

            “Yes ma’am,” Harry replied promptly, accepting the vial of red potion Madame Pomfrey was holding out for him; he downed it in one gulp, making a face at the nasty aftertaste.

            “There we go,” Pomfrey smiled, “You are free to leave now; I expect I’ll be seeing you again soon, what with quidditch starting again.”

            “I promise I’ll do my best not to get injured this year,” Harry laughed, “Thank you Madame Pomfrey.” He gave a half-wave and left the hospital wing, hurrying up to his and Draco’s rooms. When he entered, however, he was disappointed to find that no one was there; Draco knew he would be coming right back, so why had he left? Harry frowned and decided to take a shower while he waited for his fiancé to return since he hadn’t had time to shower before leaving.

            About twenty minutes later Harry had finished showering and getting dressed, but there was still no sign of Draco. Starting to feel concerned at the blonde’s absence Harry dug the Marauder’s Map out of his trunk and activated it; he spent the next ten minutes studying the map, but there was no sign of Draco. He saw that Luna was in the Ravenclaw common room, Ron and Hermione were still in Gryffindor Tower, and his new Slytherin friends were still in the dungeons. Looking again Harry noticed that Severus was missing as well, and he started to get a queasy feeling in his stomach; Draco didn’t have the Dark Mark, but what if Severus had been called and the blond went with him? What if he was in trouble right now?

            Just as Harry was beginning to work himself into a panic he saw Draco re-appear on Hogwarts grounds down by the gate-he was accompanied by Severus. Feeling relieved Harry set the map aside, but after another half-hour passed without Draco returning he checked the map again and saw that Draco’s dot was standing in the seventh floor corridor with Blaise; a moment later both vanished and Harry knew they had gone into the Room of Requirement. When he checked on his other friends they were all still located in their respective common rooms, so Harry decided that he would go see what Draco and Blaise were up to.

Harry put the map back in his trunk and slipped his invisibility cloak on, deciding on a whim to see if he could scare the two Slytherin’s. He was one corridor away from the Room of Requirement when he ran into Luna.

“You don’t want to go down there Harry,” Luna said sadly, “I’m so sorry, but Draco has been influenced by the whifflehammers.”

“What does that mean?” Harry asked, confused, “Is Draco in trouble?”

“No,” Luna shook her head, “I saw him with Blaise earlier today, and they were…they were really close. They were talking about you and your bonding and-I’m so sorry Harry, I really thought that he was different.” The blonde was on the verge of tears, and Harry felt the panic starting to rise again.

“Luna, what is it about Draco?” he demanded, “Just-tell me, please; I can’t stand the suspense!”

“Just-please don’t be mad at me,” Luna pleaded, “Draco and Blaise-are together. Draco has been lying to you this whole time-he only wants you for you fame and also because he knows that Sirius listed you as his heir and that’s the only way he’ll get the family artifacts that he feels are rightfully his. Draco staged the whole thing in the Labyrinth, and he altered the records from Gringotts-he has been trying to turn you against Dumbledore and your friends so that he can control you completely, and it’s all my fault!”

“Wait-Luna; that doesn’t make any sense!” Harry protested, “Draco hasn’t done anything to turn me against my friends-he’s been getting along with Ron and Hermione! The Gringotts records were handed to me by my accountant-a goblin-and so Draco couldn’t have altered them; nothing you just told me makes any sense at all! Why would Draco pretend to like me anyway? With that contract I signed he can make me do pretty much anything he wants since I failed to complete the labyrinth.”

“He’s been manipulating you,” Luna insisted, “He has been keeping his relationship with Blaise a secret because it gives him more power over you if you care for him when you bond for the first time-that is, when you lose your virginity. I just heard him tell Blaise that he would be able to stop pretending to care about you; I don’t know how to get you out of the contract, but the headmaster might-you need to talk to Professor Dumbledore!”

“No,” Harry shook his head, “I need to talk to Severus;” he grabbed Luna’s hand and began dragging her towards the dungeons; “Come on Luna!”

“No,” Luna protested, trying to pull away, “Harry; we can’t see Snape! He’ll ruin-I mean, he’ll just lie to you! Let me go; you’re hurting me Harry!”

“It’s okay Luna,” Harry said, not releasing her hand, “Severus will clear everything up.” He ignored her additional protests until they reached the dungeons and he knocked on the door to the potions master’s private quarters.

“I told you I had papers to grade Harry; why are you bothering me?” Severus demanded as he allowed the two students in.

“Sorry Severus,” Harry said, “I need your help-I need to know who this is.”

“You know me Harry!” Luna protested.

“Indeed,” Severus raised an eyebrow, “Have you suddenly forgotten who Miss Lovegood is?”

“No,” Harry rolled his eyes, “but this isn’t Luna. Ow! Stop her!” Harry shouted as Luna kicked him and broke free; before she could reach the door Severus cast the full body-bind on her.

“Explain,” he demanded.

“She came up to me when I went to find Draco and started telling me all kinds of things,” Harry began, “She said Draco was using me and that he actually loved Blaise and a bunch of other bullshit, and then she-well, she mentioned something that proved beyond any doubt that she is not really Luna.”

“Hmm, well she may be using polyjuice,” Severus murmured, “Do you have that…parchment the mutt and wolf invented?”

“In my room,” Harry replied, “Is there another way, or do you want me to go get it?”

“Why don’t you summon Dobby to fetch it,” Severus suggested, and Harry quickly agreed; at Severus’s insistence he went into the bedroom to summon the house elf, and within moments he had the map in his hands; before he could activate it however, he heard a shout and then a loud bang. Running back into the main part of Severus’ quarters he found the potions master sitting on the ground, and the Luna imposter was gone.

“Sev!” he cried, running to help the man up, “What happened?”

“Someone helped her escape,” Severus replied, “There was a bright flash of light, and then I was knocked to the ground; when I could see again the fake Luna was gone. Were you able to see who she was on the map?”

“No,” Harry sighed, “I heard you shout just as Dobby returned, so she was gone before I could check the map. Guess this means I have to be even more careful to watch my back. Do we have to tell Draco? You know he’ll overreact.”

“He needs to know,” Severus replied, “What if someone tries it on him?”

“Wait-they might be trying it on him now!” Harry ran back to the bedroom and got the Marauder’s map out, activating it and searching the school quickly; “Look!” He showed the map to Severus, and pointed at Blaise’s dot in the Slytherin common room, and then pointed to the hallway outside the Room of Requirement, where Draco’s dot could be seen next to-

“Blaise is on here twice,” Severus said, “You believe the one with Draco is a fake?”

“Yes,” Harry nodded, “Only…the map is supposed to see through any disguise, including polyjuice potion-how did they fool the map?”

“Well, we shall have to discover that,” Severus replied, “However, first we have to get Draco here and away from the imposter.”

“Dobby! Winky!” Harry called and both house elves appeared, “I need you to get Draco and the guy he’s with and bring them both here,” he commanded, “Make sure whoever Draco is with is not able to get away or cast spells or anything.”

“Yes Harry Potter!” the elves agreed, and popped out; a few moments later they returned with an angry Draco and a fighting Blaise-imposter.

“Severus!” Draco yelled, “What is the meaning of this? How dare you send these beasts to bring Blaise and I here?!”

“I sent them to get you,” Harry corrected, “I was-”

“I have no desire to speak to you,” Draco interrupted, scowling, “You have a lot of explaining to do before I would even consider listening to a word you say! After everything we went through, how could you Harry?”

“Calm down Draco,” Severus said, placing a comforting hand on Harry’s shoulder and directing him to sit on the couch, “We discovered that there is another plot to keep you two apart; someone was impersonating Luna earlier and she told Harry lies about you, but luckily she erred and he discovered she was a fake.”

“A likely story!” the Blaise imposter growled, “Don’t listen to them Draco; Potter managed to get Snape on his side somehow-we can’t trust either of them.”

“He’s not the real Blaise,” Harry began, stopping when Draco glared at him again, “Dray?” He said pleadingly, “Whatever he told you, it isn’t true. What did he accuse me of?”

“You have been fooling around with the Weaslette behind my back,” Draco replied angrily, “Luna and your other friends have been helping you sneak around with that-that-red-headed whore!”

“Don’t you dare call Ginny a whore!” Harry shouted, “I haven’t done anything with her; when would I have had the chance? Not to mention I’m in love with you, Dumbass! He isn’t even the real Blaise; I can prove it-ask him what we went back to the realm to do this weekend. Well? Ask him!” Harry glared at his fiancé, ignoring Severus’ attempts at calming him.

“Fine!” Draco growled, “Blaise; why did Harry and I return to the realm this weekend?”

“To see your mother and make plans for your bonding ceremony,” Blaise replied without hesitation, “You wanted to do that one bonding ritual that can only be done on the Autumn Equinox. Really Potter-is that the best you can do? Now, release me Snape! I will take this to Dumbledore!”

“You really aren’t Blaise,” Draco said in shock, stepping away from the dark-haired imposter, “Who are you?”

“Dammit!” the imposter cursed, “I was told that you went back specifically to do a special ceremony; stupid old fool gave me faulty information…”

“No, he just had incomplete information,” Harry replied, “Who are you, and who are you working for?”

“Like I would tell you,” the imposter scoffed, “Stupid little half-blood whore; and you, Snape-you despicable traitor!” It appeared that whatever spell or potion the imposter had used was wearing off, for his features changed before their eyes; when the changes were complete a tall man Harry didn’t recognize stood before them-but Draco and Severus both knew who he was.

“Parkinson,” Severus said, “How in Merlin’s name did you get into the school?”

“My master is powerful,” Parkinson sneered, “He can do many things you are not aware of fool; let me go or my master-”

“Dobby!” Severus snapped at the house elf, “Go to the ministry and summon the minister; tell him we have discovered a Death Eater in Hogwarts. Winky; you go inform Dumbledore.” Both elves agreed and vanished instantly.

“It doesn’t matter,” Parkison said, “My job here is done anyway-now the Malfoy brat knows the truth about his little half-blood whore, and when he is ready to accept the truth My Lord will be ready to accept his services.”

“Boys-why don’t you go talk in my room?” Severus suggested, “There is no need for you to listen to this filth, and you have things to straighten out.”

“Thanks Sev,” Harry smiled softly; Draco just nodded stiffly and led the way into the bedroom. Once inside Harry closed the door and then walked over to sit on the chaise lounge at the foot of the bed; he was surprised and disappointed when Draco sat at the desk rather than beside him.

“So you still believe what that asshole told you,” Harry said flatly, “Even though you know he was only trying to start trouble between us.”

“I-he made a lot of sense,” Draco replied softly, his grey eyes hard as steel, “I forced you into this relationship, gave you no choice really, and everyone knew that you and the Weaslette were destined to be together; it’s not so hard to believe that you have been seeing her behind my back.”

“You only tricked me into signing the contract,” Harry corrected, “I was not forced to accept your proposal-I did it because I had already begun to care for you by then. I would never cheat on you Dray; I’m hurt that you think I would do something like that. And after I defended you to Luna, before I knew she was an imposter.”

“Look, I have never really been able to trust anyone,” Draco began, but Harry cut him off.

“Oh, and I have?” he demanded, “I was raised by people who hated me, and I have been lied to for most of my life! Maybe the fake Luna was right; maybe you really have been fooling around with Blaise and you’re just using me for my fame.”

“What?!” Draco cried, “I haven’t touched Blaise-or anyone but you! How could you think that? And as for your fame-I would never be with you just because you’re famous!”

“What, I’m supposed to believe you but you won’t believe me?” Harry demanded, “Read my lips Draco-I did not cheat on you! I am happy being with you! If you want me to take veritaserum I will, but I will be extremely pissed at you for not trusting me.”

“No, no,” Draco, shook his head; he got up and walked over to Harry, sinking down beside him on the chair, “I believe you Harry; he was just very convincing, and when I thought he was telling the truth, it broke my heart. I’m sorry Lion.”

“It’s okay Dray,” Harry replied, “I forgive you; just-I would never cheat on you; if I was unhappy, I would tell you. Someone is obviously trying to come between us and make us doubt one another; we have to stick together, okay?”

“Okay,” Draco nodded, smiling as Harry climbed into his lap, “I really am sorry for believing you would do something like that; I love you.”

“I love you too,” Harry replied, kissing him on the cheek, “Now, let’s go help Sev keep an eye on that ass; is he Pansy’s dad?”

“Yes,” Draco confirmed, standing once Harry slid off his lap, “He is very loyal to the Dar-I mean, Voldie.” They heard loud voices on the other side of the door and both boys grimaced; “Sounds like Dumbles and the minister are here; let’s go get this interrogation over with.”

Draco held out his hand and smiled when Harry took it; both boys took a deep breath in preparation and left the bedroom together, determined to show a strong front to the enemies awaiting them.

The interrogation with Dumbledore and the minister lasted three hours, but finally Lord Parkinson was taken to Azkaban and the boys were able to leave just in time for lunch. During lunch Harry told Draco about being allowed back onto the quidditch team, and that he had to go to the pitch right after lunch; they were sitting at the long table the boys had created the first night back at Hogwarts along with all of their friends-they hadn’t had a chance to tell them about the events of that morning, or what had occurred over the weekend, so everyone agreed to meet up in the boys room an hour before supper so that it didn’t clash with Gryffindor’s quidditch tryouts. Harry, Ron, Seamus, Ginny and Dean all headed down to the pitch together once they had finished eating.

“I told McGonagall she should make you captain,” Ron told Harry as they waited for the students interested in trying out to show up, “she refused though; said since you’re with Draco it would be a conflict of interest.”

“I’m not surprised,” Harry rolled his eyes, “When Dumbledore told me I was back on the team he basically told me I had better not let Draco win on purpose; stupid interfering old man…I think you’re a good choice for captain though-you have a good head for strategies, so I expect you to lead us to the quidditch cup.”

“Sure Mate; no pressure,” Ron scowled, and Harry laughed at him, “Hey, do you think Ginny and Dean are together? They’ve been hanging out a lot recently.” Harry followed Ron’s gaze to where Ginny, Seamus and Dean were sitting on the grass a few yards away.

“Mmm, no,” Harry replied, “I think that Ginny might like someone else, but I’m not sure yet. In fact, this year might be very interesting as far as relationships go; speaking of-how are things between you and Hermione?”

“Me and ‘Mione?” Ron’s face turned red, “Umm…fine; I mean, we’re not really together or anything…why? Do you think she likes me?”

“Everyone knows she likes you,” Harry replied, “And everyone knows you like her too; unless you’re after Lavender? I’ve noticed her watching you lately.”

“Really?” Ron looked interested, “Lavender’s been watching me? Do you really think she likes me?”

“I think if you choose a twit like Lavender Brown over Hermione I’m going to have you admitted to the Janus Thikney Ward at St. Mungos,” Ginny said as she joined them, “You are a moron Ron; just ask her to Hogsmeade and get it over with already. Oh, here come the rest of the people wanting to try out.” She nodded at a crowd of students heading down the hill and the subject was dropped for the moment as they focused on tryouts; Harry flew around the pitch helping Ron keep an eye on the potential newbies. About an hour into the tryouts Harry landed in the stands next to Luna, who was reading the Quibbler upside down.

“Hello Harry,” Luna said, “Tryouts are going well?”

“Yeah,” Harry replied, “We just need to pick some beaters, so we should be finished soon. What brings you out here?”

“Oh, I just thought you might be thirsty,” Luna smiled, handing him a goblet filled with some sort of burgundy-colored beverage, “I brought you pomegranate juice to keep the cinnadoms away-they can be dangerous when you’re flying.”

“Oh, er, thanks,” Harry said uncertainly, “I-cheers?” He took a tentative sip, and discovered that the juice was very sweet; “This is really good!” He quickly downed the rest of the juice and handed the empty goblet back to Luna. “Thanks Luna; I’d better get back up there now-see you later!” He mounted his broom and immediately went back to work watching the tryouts.

It was about twenty minutes later that Harry first realized something was wrong-according to Luna, cinnadoms cause anger and the non-existent creatures did not fly, so they should not affect his flying; this meant that the girl who gave him the juice was not Luna. Harry groaned as he realized that he had just accepted a drink from someone he didn’t know-Draco would kick his ass for being so careless, especially when he knew the Luna imposter was still running around. Then again, perhaps Draco wouldn’t get the chance, Harry thought as he began to feel light-headed; his vision blurred and he felt his grip loosen on his broom handle.

“Harry!” He heard Ron’s voice from far away, “What the hell are you doing?” Harry tried to respond, but he couldn’t speak; he felt his broom dip and knew he was racing towards the ground, and then-there was a sudden tugging in his navel as the portkey spell Narcissa had woven into his bonding ring activated, and everything went dark.

AN: And the plot thickens…So, please don’t hate me for the cliffhanger-I will get the next chapter up as soon as I can, but I just need a bit of time to make sure it comes out right. Any ideas on who the fake Luna is? Thank you to everyone who reviewed!
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