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Unparallel Gnawing	By : Rago_Dragovian Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 11355 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Delphini groaned as she rose from bed but stopped as she felt a weight on top of her and some weird feeling in her privates. She looked down to see Harry resting blissfully on her chest and couldn't help but feel her lips move upward into a smile. She moved her right hand to stroke his hair gently with her fingers.
The nightstand beside them had the drawer open up with a loud blaring noise meant to awaken them. Harry readily snapped to attention and Delphini pouted. She moved her right hand to her wand and silenced it.
"What the bloody -?" mumbled Harry, looking over towards the noise with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Time to get dressed," said Delphini in a firm tone of voice. Harry gazed down toward her and frowned. He tried and failed to hide the upward twitch on his lips when inspecting the red marks that he had left on her bosoms. "The alarm was set so that we get back into our Common Rooms before 6 AM as it is the most opportune time to make sure that we're not caught."
"Oh? I was hoping for some fun in the morning before we had to head out," replied Harry, a smirk on his visage. Delphini bit her lip. "Can we?"
Delphini put a hand in front of his face to signify a stop motion. "No, we can't. We must make sure that we're not caught or this agreement between us is over since it'll no longer be in our control. So get up, get off me, get out of me-" Harry bit back a chuckle at that. "and let's be sure that we keep this as our secret."
Harry sighed and nodded. Delphini noticed his disgruntled look after he had pulled out of her.
"Don't worry," said Delphini, as she rose to a sitting position on the bed while Harry backed away and got off to get his clothes. Delphini smiled. "Whatever new ideas you have . . . we can do them the next time that we're both free."
"Won't be for awhile," said Harry, grimacing as he put his clothes on. "I have Quidditch practice and we both probably have piles of homework."
Delphini giggled and Harry turned to face her. Their eyes met.
"That's all the better," replied Delphini, Harry felt his heart skip a beat at the smug smile on her beautiful features. He took in her whole image with the red markings on her breasts and her visage. "The anticipation will make our next session all the more sweet and exhilarating. You'll have plenty of time to think of what you want from me and what you want to do to me."
Delphini winced at the slight pain from the raw parts of her chest that had yet to subside as she shifted her position on her seat in potions class. Not that I mind them or the pain that they cause me. It's the markings that he gave me, after all. I can keep this special secret that I'm his from the prying eyes of the world . . .
Delphini shook her head from the daydream of thinking back to several weeks ago. Harry had been too busy to call for her in private due to the Quidditch practice, papers due soon, and subsequent upcoming tests. Delphini had felt a deep sense of disappointment that he hadn't yet eagerly called her for another session. Maybe he felt I was too freaky or he was disappointed with something about me? I don't want to be the first to initiate contact though. I want him to find me desirable . . .
Delphini fought the urge to gaze toward Harry in potions as her cauldron continued to brew the fairly easy potion that she was concocting. I'm so grateful that this class doesn't have wand waving, I could apply myself without getting embarrassed and usually always got Os on anything that Snape threw at us. Doesn't hurt that he could use me as an excuse to give more points to Slytherin House. It's probably the only thing about me that nobody mocks.
She looked back to her potion and froze as she noticed that it was a strange color of deep orange when it should have been purple. Delphini quickly inspected it and her eyes widened when she spotted a firecracker from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes about to erupt.
"Look out!" she bellowed, as she threw herself away from her own cauldron. The cauldron exploded like a massive volcano and the ingredients burned through her own workspace. A mix of various shades of flashing orange, yellow, red, and some purple showered the entire desk with some of the acidic sledge hitting the desk in front of Delphini. Orange dust and smoke filled the classroom as the people in front of her managed to get away in time from the acidic explosion by leaping away upon hearing the explosion. To her horror, her schoolbag underneath the burning desk had been slammed with the acidic sludge and mostly burned to a crisp upon contact.
"No!" cried Delphini, a sharp streak of pain cutting through her very heart as she witnessed the ingredients in her bag for her recent experimental potion get contaminated and burned by the acid. "No, no, no . . . please, no . . .!"
Desperate to salvage them, she pulled her hand forward before mentally kicking herself, partly thankful the smoke obscured people's views so they didn't notice her hand gestures, and taking out her wand while she felt an intense level of hate for wasting precious time just to keep her damn secrets. ACCIO! ACCIO! ACCIO!
Three pieces of flaming items flew towards her. Delphini silently tried to vanish the flames in an instant as Slughorn, Harry, and the other students watched in stunned confusion as the dust and smoke settled. Delphini felt the desire to kill something swell within her as the flames vanished temporarily only to return in full force within half a second; there was no way to quickly end the acidic flames to save any of her remaining ingredients within them. Slughorn began casting spells to vanish the debris while the other students were too concerned with the dust effecting their own potions except for two. Delphini sank to her knees and felt tears streak down her cheeks; a repeated stabbing sensation thrust in her heart as she found the materials for her ingredients completely burned and the only item that managed to be salvaged was the slightly singed set of notes that she had written and remembered to place protections on.
I'm so fucking stupid! thought Delphini, Why didn't I put protections on the container for the ingredients or my schoolbag? Why am I such a fuck-up . . . I can't save her now after vowing to myself that I'd complete her work . . .
Tears continued to cascade down her cheeks as she watched helplessly as the materials she had painstakingly found had been burned with no hope of recovery. She forced herself to gaze at the others and found most of them either waving away the smoke or looking over their own cauldrons except for two people, Harry Potter and . . .
Feeling a sharp tide of malice overtake her momentarily, Delphini gazed toward the visage of Daphne Greengrass. Daphne gazed impassively in her perfect mask of indifference probably assuming that she didn't look guilty at all. Delphini looked Daphne directly in the eyes.
Legilimens! cast Delphini without any use of a wand. Let's see . . .
Delphini watched and felt the wrath seep into her very blood as surface images of Daphne throwing the fire cracker appeared. It was while Delphini had absentmindedly looked at the chalkboard without keeping focus on anything in particular. Daphne's lips twitched and Delphini felt Daphne's inner glee at having gotten away with a prank as if it was a test to flaunt her parents rules to ostensibly be more congenial to Delphini for the sake of House Greengrass's planned wedding between Astoria Greengrass and Draco Malfoy.
Delphini absently pointed her wand into the flames while glaring at Daphne Greengrass. Accio!
The charred remains of the fire cracker had the flames put out with a flick of Delphini's wand as she gingerly plucked it from where she hovered it.
"You did this," spat Delphini, rising to her feet and glaring at Daphne. Delphini had to stop herself from balling her hands into fists as she tried to contain her own malice. Daphne jolted and gazed at her with her eyes bulging. "You . . . you . . .! How dare you -?"
"I can understand that you're upset," intoned Daphne, her voice strictly neutral. "But please don't cast false aspersions because you're angry. I hope whoever threw that - probably a Gryffindor - sees justice for the wrong done to you."
Delphini held back a growl as Slughorn finally finished clearing the entirety of the dust and smoke. To the surprise of many, before Slughorn could properly deal with the acidic flames, Delphini managed to rid her desk of the remaining flames with some silent spell in a flurry of wand movements that no one recognized. Delphini briefly gazed at her hands before tucking her wand back in her pocket. After that, Delphini stomped towards Slughorn to explain what happened and to provide the fire cracker as proof so that she didn't lose points.
You will suffer for this, you little bitch! You, your sister, your fucking family . . . all of you, all of you . . .!
Harry had silently watched the exchange, but chose to just follow along with the other classmates to finish his potion for the day. Delphini returned to her work station and seemed to hold back further tears as she looked at her charred schoolbag, she quickly picked up the slightly singed sheet of notes and appeared to ignore everything in the room to just stare at it with a stricken visage on her beautiful features. Slughorn had agreed to pass her with an exceeding expectations due to the horrible prank, but Delphini couldn't prove it was Daphne so no punishment was issued. Slughorn made a stern announcement explaining he would be more watchful from now on. Delphini held back a sob and angrily tossed the singed paper onto the ground before abruptly running out of the room and never returning for the remainder of the class. Harry grimaced as he kept his head down to gaze at his own work and ignored what had happened. He hadn't seen Daphne throw the fire cracker as he too was preoccupied by reading the Half-blood Prince's notes; his familiarity with the effects from when he had sabotaged Goyle's cauldron in his second-year helped him realize what had happened upon spotting the malicious gaze that Delphini shot Daphne. As the class slowly dwindled down, Harry noticed someone accidentally stomp on the singed notes only for it to remain clean and undamaged as the class filtered out. He noticed most of the students - including Hermione and Daphne - having left so he quickly picked up Delphini's notes before shoving them in his own schoolbag after collecting his belongings and putting his potions equipment away. He was the final student to leave as he handed in his potion assignment for the day and headed to a secluded area to properly read the sheet of notes.
Harry decided to wander into the library at the very back in the quietest location before opening his schoolbag to read through Delphini's notes. His eyebrows rose to his hairline as he looked through the intricate details and insanely specific steps required to create a potion meant to cure some blood-based disease. He carefully took his time reading through the material and tried to keep his focus.
Bloody hell, if this potion works and treats some disease, then she could make a fortune from it. thought Harry, Is she concerned about her financial stability after Hogwarts? Does she suffer this disease and could it be effecting her magical ability for all this time? If I'm reading this correctly, then people with severe cases only have around their late twenties or early thirties before they die while it's slower for people with milder cases of this degenerative illness. Is that why she wants a baby?
Harry knew these were questions to answers that he'd have to ask her and the only way to do that would be to meet with her in private for their next session. Too bad it can't be this week due to Quidditch. If I'm completely honest, I'm nervous of performing well and afraid of screwing it up. What if she stops being interested? Well, I guess she'll stop and be done with me as soon as she's pregnant. I . . . should be talking to her about this, but I'm too nervous about her answers.
Harry sighed and rose from the seat in the library after placing Delphini's sheet of notes back into his schoolbag. He swiftly moved to get to the Owlery after adjusting his schoolbag, Delphini had suggested that she use Hedwig while Harry use one of the normal school owls to send each other messages so that none would be the wiser about their meetings. Perhaps Hedwig with small notes would alert suspicion from Hermione, but Harry figured that he could make a believable excuse regarding Remus or someone else from the Order communicating with him to ask how he was doing without too much suspicion. He had briefly thought of asking one of his other friends like Luna, but dismissed the idea due to Delphini's conditions. It wasn't perfect, since it wasn't letters but a small note, yet Harry couldn't ask others to lie for him without increasing suspicion and potentially violating Delphini's terms.
I'll make time to see her next week, thought Harry, as he began writing his small note on a piece of parchment that he had cut out. She may not be forthcoming with answers since it could be too personal, but maybe I can help her with this.
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