Dangerously in Love | By : Cherish Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 2852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3: Meetings
“Draco! Are you paying any attention to what I'm saying to you at all?” Severus asked extremely annoyed, standing in front of the fireplace. Where wood was burning, filling the room with warmth.
Draco was sitting in a black leather chair in Severus' private chambers. Paying no attention at all to what Severus was telling him. He couldn't stop thinking about Harry, but now Severus had snapped him back into reality.
“I'm sorry, Sev. Cant we discuss this later?” Draco asked.
“And what exactly are we discussing?” Severus asked with raised eyebrows.
Draco looked down, his cheeks burning red. “I don't know..” He said, feeling very ashamed.
“Oh. So let me get this right. I've been talking to the portraits for half an hour, because you have been thinking about some boy” Severus asked.
Draco’s eyes shot up and met Severus’ amused eyes. “How? I don't... I don't understand.”
“Draco, I'm not stupid and besides Dumbledore told me to keep an eye on you,” Severus said, his amusement clearly stated in his voice.
Draco frowned. “And why is that?” Draco asa lia little taken back.
“Well, if you would have listened for a second you would have known!” Severus said, giving Draco a glass of red wine.
When Drraisraised his eyebrows looking to the wine, Sev con continued.
“Well, I'm not going to serve you milk,” Severus smirked. “besides those kids are driving me mad.”
Draco laughed and took a sip of the wine. He loved the taste and it always warmed him up.
Severus' smirk disappeared. “Draco, I want you to listen to me closely. This is very important,” Severus began seriously, taking pla place in the chair opposite of the one Draco was occupying.
Draco nodded, wondering what it was about. He suddenly got a bad mental image of Severus telling him about the birds and bees.
“ I know that your father has sent you a letter about joining Voldemort’s inner circle. Dumbledore and I were already expecting that to happen. Luckily it was a bit simpler than I thought.” Severus began, sipping his wine slowly. “Draco, I don't want you to join Voldemort. You know I joined him once, but I stepped out. I couldn't do it anymore, Draco. I was lucky to have Dumbledore on my side. He talked some sense into me and pulled me out of the darkness.”
“Why would I want to give up the path that's been set since I was born?” Draco asked.
Severus sighed. “Draco, this is not the right path for you. You're forced to take this path. Believe me when I say that for Voldemort, you are nothing but a pawn which he can move when he feels like it. You're s in in the expectations other people have of you.”
“What if n'tn't want to disappoint peoples expectations?” Draco asked stubbornly. “Maybe I like the fact that my life's already planned for me.”
“Oh Draco, don't give me that! I know you don't like it!” Severus said sternly. “Do you want to become just like your father?”
“My father is a very powerful man. I look up to him.” Draco said getting annoyed.
“He's powerful, yes, but what does he have besides that?” Severus asked with raised eyebrows.
“Money, people who fear him, people who look up to him, power.” Draco said, feeling uncomfortable.
Severus shook his head. “That's all temporary, Draco. In the end, none of that will matter.”
“He has a family,” Draco almost yelled.
“Aha! Now we're getting there. Do you love your father?” Severus asked.
“Of course I love him!” Draco yelled, clearlset.set. “Why are you asking me all these questions?”
“Because I'm trying to prove to you that you don't want to become just like your father,” Severus said ca. “N. “Now, you say you love your father. Loving him and looking up to him aren't the same Draco.”
“I still love him and maybe it is a weird kind of love, just like my mum has a weird kind of love for my father, but I love him. End of discussion!” Draco said angrily.
Severus sighed. “Draco, I didn't want to upset you. All I'm trying to tell you is, and you might not hear this from me ever again. If you tell this to anyone, I’ll have to kill you. When your time has come to leave this world, every possession you have stays behind. Your hands will be empty, no matter how much you owned. All that counts in the end is love, Draco.”
Draco looked down at his shoes, not knowing what to say. He heard Severus stand up and walk to the fireplace again. No longer facing him.
“Draco... I lost my love when I joined Voldemort. I was hungry for power and possession. I was fooled by his clever words. Once you're in, it's damn hard to get out. I don't want you to join. I don't want you to end up like me or your father. I am sure that your father will realize that love is more important before this is all over, Draco. You may go.” Severus almost whispered as he stared into the fire.
Draco stood up and placed the empty glass on the little table next to his chair. He really wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words. He never thought Severus could be so ... so sensitive about love. It made him feel bad about himself.
*
Draco walked out of Severus’ private chambers. He loved Severus, he really did. He would even tell Severus he was an elf, when the time was right.
He would think about Severus’ words, but to him the light side wasn't that tempting, apart from Potter. He didn’t like the idea of being disowned and not having any money. If you're born rich, it's hard to suddenly live without it. Sure he could live with Severus, but still he just didn't like the idea. And besides he would be hiding until Voldemort, his father, and everyone else on the dark side were dead.
And because Harry was not in a state of killing someone yet. That could take a while.
Why wasn't not-chosing a possibility? Because how bad the light side looked, he couldn't bare the thought of killing someone.. at all. He was an elf, not an over-drugged elf like his father, but an elf. A creature of the light. Killing people wasn't in his nature.
He got the creeps when he was in dark places. Yes, like the forbidden forest. How humiliating was that in his first year. All he was trying to do was trying to make an impression on Harry and to thihat hat now he was willingly going into that cursed forest to build a cottage. How mad was that... His love for Harry made him do weird things.
Now Harry knew that he knew about Harry's problem, he had a good reason to talk to Harry. Maybe he could talk to Harry the next time he saw him. Or he could talk to Harry in his elvish form. He really wanted to be close to Harry again, but he was afraid that Harry would begin to ask him questions. Well, he was Slytherin enough to avoid them in himan man form, but when he was himself he had this urge to care, help, and tell the truth.
He walked towards his next class, hoping to see Harry, but he didn't.
*
He didn't see Harry until a little before dinner.
Draco was walking through the corridors, which had a view of the Hogwarts Quidditch field, when he suddenly saw a lonely figure walking towards them.
Draco knew immediately that it was Harry. How could such a good and loyal boy be so lonely inside? elplelpless against the emptiness inside his heart. He stopped and watched Harry wandering around on the Quidditch field. He wished he could fly and take Harry with him. If only Harry would accept him, he could save Harry from the darkness lingering inside the boy.
Oh! Now he was talking elvish again. This being in love was softening him too much. His elvish characteristics were coming up, even though he was not in his elvish features. That was bad! He didn't want to become a wi
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Even though he despised the feeling, his heart ached when he saw Harry's head hanging on down. His hands in his pocket, occasionally kicking against an imaginary rock. Or a real one, Draco couldn't tell.
How he longed to just talk to Harry or look at him more closely. But, he knew that if he were to go and talk to Harry now, he would just cause awkwardness between the two of them. He decided to ‘talk’ to Harry in his elvish features tomorrow and go into Hogsmeade to buy some things he needed for the cottage.
Now the only thing he needed to do was find a way to contact Harry to meet somewhere and he found the perfect way to do so.
*
Harry was eating breakfast next to Hermione and Ron the next morning. Hermione Ron Ron had both been painfully quiet since his blowup and Malfoy’s little speech.
To say he was surprised when he heard Malfoy’s speech was definitely an understatement. After he yelled at Hermione and Ron he walked out of the corridor and collapsed on the ground as soon as he had turned around the corner. That is why he could hear everything Draco said to his friends.
Now he really felt naked in front of Malfoy. His secret was not longer a secret for his enemy. Draco could take the information to Voldemort and Voldemort could take advantage of that.
He hadn't slept all night. Malfoy’s words were repeating themselves in his head. Was he really dying? Or was Malfoy just exaggerg thg things a bit?
Even now he could feel Malfoy’s eyes on him, just like in Potions yesterday, but Malfoy wasn't even in the room. Strangely enough.
He looked up and suddenly saw something twinkle next to the big wooden doors. He looked around, but no one else was paying attention to it. It was about the size of a snitch, but it was twinkling in silver instead of gold.
A little note appeared in front of him.
Follow the twinkle
It said in neat curly letters. Harry frowned and looked around him again, before sliding out of his seat and walking towards the twinkle.
He saw the odd looks on his friends faces, but didn't pay too much attention to them.
When he could almost reach out for the twinkle, it moved away from him. Harry followed it into a corner, where it suddenly turned into a very small creature with wings. It was as big as Harry's finger. It had the features of an elvish girl, but the ears were far too big and its skin was greenish. It had a kind expression on its little face.
“Hello Harrttertter!” the creature said in a high and sing song kind of way.
“Eh, hello.” Harry stuttered.
The creature flew closer to him and was now whirling in front of his face in a childish kind of way. “You are cutehe che creature giggled.
“Em ... and what are you exactly?” Harry asked.
“I'm a hamadryade,” the creature smiled sweetly. “but you wizards like to call me a nymph.”
“A nymph?” Harry asked. “Isn't that a half goddess?”
“Only in fairy-tales, darling,” the nymph laughed softly. “A nymph lives next to little streams and little waterfalls in the forests. I live in the forbidden forest, but hidden so evil wizards can't find us. They wouldn't leave us alone if they knew were we lived.”
“Oh. I'm sorry. I would never try to hurt creatures like you,” Harry said.
“You're sweet!” the nymph squeaked. “I can imagine why the elf wanted to speak to you again.”
“What elf?” Harry asked, his heart jumping inside his chest. Was the creature he saw an elf?
The nymph giggled again. “The one who talked to you silly. I am sure you are very special, you should feel special. An elf doesn't usually appear in front of a wizard. You should treasure the moments you have with him. Oops... I said too much.” The nymph said shocked, covering hittlittle mouth with her hand. It looked like she was about to break out in tears.
“It's ok. It will be our little secret.” Harry said, holding his hand out.
The nymph sat down on his hand and covered her little face with her hands. “You promise?” she asked.
“Yes, I promise.” Harry whispered.
“Good,” the nymph smiled again, standing up. “Now what was I supposed to tell you. Oh, yes! I have a message from the elf. I'm not allowed to say his name. Anyway he told me to tell you that he wants you two to meet again.”
“Really?” Harry asked. He couldn't help a smile to appear on his face.
The nymph smiled back. “Pleased I see.” She giggled tilting her head. “Make sure you are near the lake after your classes. I have got to go. It was a pleasure to meet you Harry Potter.”
“Same here.” Harry smiled. “Will I ever see you again?”
nly nly if you marry the elf.” She kissed his cheek and turned into a twinkle again.
After that she was gone with the speed of light.
Harry took a deep breath, trying to piece together what just happened. He was going to see the elf again. He couldn't believe it.
Although he wanted to tell everyone, he kept it to himself when he reentered the Great Hall and sat back down next to Ron and Hermione.
“Where were you?” Ron asked carefully.
“Toilet.” Harry answered, taking a bite of his toast.
“So... Harry ... when is your next Quidditch match?” Hermione asked, a bit too cheerfully.
Harry secretly rolled his eyes. This was going to be a conversation just to have a conversation. It always started with Quidditch, because that’s where he was thinking about non-stop. According to Hermione. He would give short answers, but Hermione would continue thinking up questions. It was very exhausting. If they were just going to sit there and act like nothing happened yesterday they were wrong!
*
Outside the castDracDraco was anxiously awaiting the nymphs reply.
“Fairlowlyn! Finally!” Draco exclaimed, standing on the edge of the forbidden forest. He automatically held out his hand for the little creature.
Fairlowlyn gracefully landed on the tops of his long elegant fingers and walked three steps, so she was standing on his palm.
“Hello again Draco.” She smiled.
“Well, tell me what happened.” Draco said nervously.
“He will be there, Dracy! Don't be so nervous. He was so sweet. I can imagine why you picked him to be your bride” she said, jumping up and down on his hand.
“It's a bit too early for that.” Draco smiled happily. “Besides, he still doesn't know who I am in real life.”
“Oh, Dracy, I'm sure he'll love you,” Fairlowlyn said, looking at Draco affectionately.
“Thank you for helping me,” Draco said, giving her a little kiss.
“I will always help an elf. I will be visiting you two in your cottage though.” She giggled.
“How did you know?” Draco asked, his jaw dropping.
“Well, it's amazing how much you talk to yourself when you're alone,” she smiled wickedly.
“You spied on me!” Draco exclaimed.
“Now, Dracy, I lived there much longer than you did. Besides you would never have found me if I hadn't decided to spy on you.” She said, flying to his ear. “I'm off. If I were you I would seduce that boy quick. I could practically feel his urge to feel special. Go and get your love.” She whispered in his ear.
“Good-bye!” Draco called after the twinkle.
“Call me if you need anything.” The twinkle responded in a whisper.
Draco smirked. Nothing was going to keep him from seeing Harry this afternoon. He places his hood over his head, hiding his elvish features and began to walk towards Hogsmeade.
Everything had to be perfect in his little cottage. Even if it meant that he had to take a few risks. Like walking through Hogsmeade as an elf.
~*~
I’m sorry for the shortness of this chapter, but if I would have continued I wouldn’t have stopped.
Please review.
Lots of Love,
Cherish
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