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One Honest Heart	By : Andreas Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5285 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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4. Hello, Miss Marple

The news of Harry Potter�s
prolonged absence from his work as Auror and his position as Muggle Liaison
Officer made for big headlines and a sudden interest in my odd and obscure
little story of the Missing Dementor. In the absence of any real news
concerning the disappearance of the Boy Who Lived, both readers and my
colleagues seized upon anything that could possibly be said to have even the
slightest connection to the Potter story. And everyone knew of Potter�s history
with Dementors; his strong reactions to their power when just a child at
Hogwarts, his now famous Patronus that had graced every front-page from here to
Timbuktu, and, of course, the connection between his infamous adversary (that
my conservative editor still insists must not be named) and the Dementors. In
short, my story got interesting by association, got a sprinkling of Boy Who
Lived stardust, got pulled from a late notice to an early full-blown article.

So now I faced another problem: creatively filling
that big empty space the layouter wanted to devote to �Potter and Dementor
related material�. I was forced to dig up any obscure bit of Dementor lore I
could possibly locate, figure out at least ten different ways to express the
same basic fact over four allegedly different pieces (�M�dear, �s called
journalism,� my editor leered at me), wallow in conjecture, and make at least
three arbitrary mentions of Harry Potter in every article I wrote (if I didn�t,
my editor cut and pasted some of my previous mentions wherever they didn�t fit;
no one but I seemed to notice in any case).

Gradually, and with ample assistance from my
commercialist editor, my stories on Dementor activity morphed into wild,
vaguely gothic speculations about Dementors attacking and abducting Harry
Potter; stories that had quite a few of our readers inquiring as to why the
Prophet had started publishing fiction all of a sudden. And at the very same
time, I morphed back into the drunkard I had thought so firmly behind me.
People were sniggering behind my back. Still, I couldn�t drop the story. It was
my first big one and I needed both the money and the goodwill of my, in those
days, ever-present editor.

After two weeks of writing speculative horror
stories, I stopped sleeping in my search for some new angle, some real and
unimagined connection to the Potter story. As I look back on those sleepless
nights, what I see is a woman lost in a drunken dream, a nightmare of my own
making, trying desperately to regain some sort of hold on reality, trying to
find something real amongst all the rumours and borderline lies. It quite
surprised me (as much as anything could in my drunken stupor) that I found my
breakthrough by delving even deeper into the fictitious.

Having stared at an unhelpful wall for I don�t know
how many hours, I picked up a crime novel (Walters, I believe) and read it in
one sobering sitting. When I resumed work on my story, it was with the clear
intent of solving the case of the missing Dementor. It had suddenly become
clear to me that the reason I had so little to write about was that the case
wasn�t even acknowledged as a case by the Aurors and therefore no progress could
be made. Spurred by the fictive success of the novel�s heroine, I set out to
find myself a missing Dementor.

Yes, I really felt that way. Like a struggling
heroine.

I was, after all, quite drunk.
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