CinderHarry | By : MarsInsane Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11126 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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~CHAPTER THREE~
"Pansy! Theodore! Come here now!"
"What do you think she's screeching about now?" Harry asked Hermione. They were right outside the room his stepmother was in polishing silverware.
"I think it has something to do with the post. It seemed very important, if one of the envelopes is to go by. Maybe we'll be able to hear." Hermione said in a whisper.
"Yes, but if you remember, I am the one who is supposed to be polishing by myself. If they find you, then they'll give me a ridiculous punishment." Harry grumbled.
"Well then I'll just hide when they come." Hermione said matter of factly and then gasped. Pansy was standing next to them. She didn't do anything but glance at Hermione, while ignoring Harry, then walked into the room where her mother was.
"I don't think she'll tell." Hermione said after breathing out.
"You sure 'Mione?" Harry asked skeptically. He was straining to hear if Pansy was telling her mother but all he heard was a greeting from mother to daughter. But then he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Hide!" Harry gasped as he grabbed her arm. She hid in the cabinet wear the silverware was kept, which was big enough to fit him, Hermione, and Ron with plenty of room to move. Right when he shut the cabinet door he felt pain in his side caused by his stepbrother.
"Oh, sorry Harold. I didn't see you there." Theo sneered then walked in the room where his mother and sister were.
"Harry? Are you alright?" Hermione asked as she peaked out. She didn't really see what happened but judging by how Harry was holding his side she could only assume that he got hit. So she pulled up his shirt to see his side.
"Theo just felt like being the "loving" brother that he is.” Harry said, sarcasm on the heavy side. He gave a heavy sigh, wincing when the bruise made itself known. “So doctor, what's the damage?"
"Just a bruise, not that bad.” Hermione said. She then turned towards the door. “Lets see what they're talking about."
"You can, I don't feel like getting anymore "love" today." Hermione just snorted and rolled her eyes.
"You've been hanging around Ron too much. You're starting to act like him." She said then walked over to the door, and put her ear against it while Harry went back to polishing. After a minute he heard a gasp from Hermione, a squeal from the other room, and a muffled "Really?"
"Can I see the invitation mother?" Pansy was ecstatic about being invited to the Prince's Ball. She didn't highly care if she met the Prince or not she just wanted to go to the ball. Apparently her mother wanted either her or her brother to woe the Prince into marrying one of them but she had her eye on someone else so that wasn't going to happen. The invitation was ivory colored paper with the letters embossed in gold.
To the Potter Family
You are cordially invited to the welcoming ball for
Prince Draco Dormienius Lucien Malfoy
Son of
King Lucius Draconium Falcon Malfoy
&
Queen Narcissa Rachele Nicolette Malfoy
At the Royal Palace
7:00 PM
Saturday
"Mother? It says 'To the Potter Family." Her mother's eye twitched when she said this.
"I am aware of that. We are... Potter's." She said with a sour look on her face.
"I know. But does that mean our stepbrother is going?" She asked dully. Pansy didn’t care if Harry went or not but she wanted to get in the good grace of someone who was friends with Harry. She looked at her mother and brother, and they looked at her like she grew another head.
"What?" She asked testily.
"Are you out of your mind?” Theo almost growled. “Why the hell should he go? After all he is just the servant boy. Isn't that right mother?" He didn't want Harry to go because, though he'd never admit it, he was jealous of him. Harry was brave and cared for people easily plus he was easy on the eyes. Theo did not want to be upstaged by him.
"Yes.” Bella replied instantly. She then turned to her daughter and gave her a stern look. “Do you want him to go Pansy?"
"I don't really care. Its just people who have known him when he was little will most likely be there and might expect him to be there." Pansy said with a shrug.
"Unfortunately she has a point Theodore.” Bella conceded. “Harold!"
Hermione was still at the door flabbergasted and wondering what Pansy was up to. Harry just looked up at her now and then but they both jumped when his stepmother called him. He just stood up, looked at Hermione, who just stared at him oddly, and went into the room wondering what he did now.
"Yes stepmother?" He asked evenly.
"Come here." She said impatiently pointing next to her seat. He walked over stiffly and stood next to her noticing that Theo was trying to kill him with a glare and Pansy was smiling at him? It was barely there unless you looked hard enough.
"Harold, read this." She handed him the invitation, which he read. When he was done he just looked at her blankly.
"As you can see we've been invited to the Ball. Well, I was thinking that you have been doing such a good, quiet job that I shall let you go. But only if you keep up the good work and don't go slacking." She said. This totally shocked Harry.
"Yes stepmother." That was all he managed to say. Something was wrong with this picture. She’s being nice? She's only nice when she wants something.
"Now go get us tea." She commanded sharply.
"Yes stepmother."
It was late in the evening when Harry realized he had nothing to wear. He asked Hermione and she said she'd take care of it. He'd have to do all his chores alone the next day but he didn't care as long as he got to go out.
Hermione told him what she heard through the door before he went in. The bit about Pansy surprised him. He figured since his stepmother wanted to be on the good side of people, that bringing him would be to her advantage. He wasn’t sure what Pansy was up to though.
He wanted to tell Ron but apparently the red head had a lot of work lined up. When his friend visited yesterday after visiting his mum, he seemed a bit off. Maybe he could get it out of Ron in the morning, if he comes by that is. But then he could tell the red head about what happened.
Harry was excited but he also had a feeling of dread, probably because this was going too well and it was too easy. Only way to find out was to wait until tomorrow.
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