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It's just about you and me	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2227 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-4
Back at Hogwarts
It doesn't take long to brew the potion that Malfoy needs. It's not like she didn't know that she would have to brew it. It's just that she is not even being given any choice. They could have extended the courtesy of asking her atleast. Granted Malfoy didn't know anything about the potion. Not that his knowledge would have changed much. He is as arrogant and spoiled as they come. She is utterly certain that he won't even thank her.
"What are you thinking?" Sirius's sudden question brings her out of her musings and she realizes that she has been staring at the potion for the past three minutes.
"I shouldn't have told him." Harriet mutters before grimacing, "I don't know why I trusted him. He will tell Dumbledore about the resurrection and the whole thing will go down the drain. I am beginning to think that he supported me to get Malfoy out of Azkaban."
Sirius glares darkly at Harriet before sighing in annoyance, "You should have told me instead him. I don't care about their kind. Frankly speaking, I would never have let you fight if you weren't one of his horcruxes."
"I thought-" Harriet breathes, unable to believe her ears and speaks again, "I thought you would not let me do it. It was the only way. I can blackmail the wizard-kind into abolishing the laws and then kill Voldemort again. He is mortal now but they don't need to know that."
Sirius closes her eyes and sighs. Harriet stares quietly at her. It was just another one of her rash decisions and she is sure that it will backfire on her.
"Sirius." She presses urgently and Sirius opens her eyes before rubbing her forehead, "Sirius. I am afraid that he will not let me do what I want. Their kind just don't like us. You saw how he just started walking close to you. I don't understand what he wanted that time and now both of them know about us being veelas. Malfoy's parents will also know now and they will tell Voldemort."
"We don't have any other alternative right now. Just don't let him know that you are upset. Hand over the potion to him and get it done with. We will gather our kind and request a meeting with Voldemort. We will represent our race, not the wizard-kind. We can propose-"
Sirius stops mid-speech when Snape clears his throat. They look at the man and retract their wings.
Harriet takes a step towards Malfoy but Sirius stops her, saying sharply, "Come here and take it yourself."
Harriet backs off and stays quiet. Malfoy and Snape head forwards towards them.
Only when Malfoy is standing right in front of Harriet, does Harriet murmur, "Drink it."
Malfoy takes the potion.
"Thank you." Snape says on Malfoy's behalf. Harry rolls her eyes before looking at Sirius. Her godmother is staring at Snape's face. Her eyes are partly forlorn, partly annoyed.
"I have done my part and shall take my leave now. Good luck with the trial. The ball is in your court now Malfoy." Harriet mutters and then turns to look at her godmother again who is staring at some point on the wall. Actually, she is just avoiding Snape.
"Come on, let's go Sirius." She murmurs, not wanting to torment her godmother any longer.
Without waiting for Malfoy to say anything, she tugs Sirius and starts heading towards the door. The judge had allowed Harriet and Sirius to go with Snape because of their status as war heroes.
"What will happen once I am pardoned." Malfoy starts. His voice is blank as he continues, "I am your mate-"
Harriet scoffs, "You are my chosen. I haven't asked you for your acceptance yet. I didn't even want to tell you. I'll have you know Malfoy that I know since my second year that you are my chosen." She still doesn't turn around. Sirius's fingers tighten around hers.
Malfoy makes a noise of disbelief, "Your behavior towards me suggests otherwise."
"I never wanted to act upon it. I prefer a lonely life to a life of endless servitude." She continues. Malfoy doesn't answer and Harriet resumes walking.
"Servitude! All the fingers are not alike Potter. Not all of us detest your kind and wish harm to your race." Snape drawls in his oily voice and this time Harriet does whirl around. Sirius follows her example.
"You are the one to speak, eh? You weren't faithful to your best friend even, the only woman who chose to befriend you." Harriet snorts.
Snape takes a step back. His eyes are appalled.
Sirius continues where Harriet stops, "You chose the greater good over stopping your godson from taking the mark. After all these years, I still do not know whom you were really loyal to, Dumbledore, Voldemort or yourself. Your kind has thousands of years of Veela servitude to make up for. Unlike our ancestors, we won't be blackmailed into becoming your slaves."
"And what am I being blamed for Potter?" Malfoy asks, "I don't have anything against your kind. I don't want to enslave anyone."
Harriet looks at him. He has a point. Maybe he doesn't.
She snorts, "Cowardice is as ingrained in your blood as arrogance and selfishness are. When you couldn't protect yourself, how will you stand up for me and that too assuming that you are not prejudiced and two-faced like your ancestors. You will do what is advantageous to you. For you, it's about money and power. Who knows what you will force me to do once you have my trust. You might even sell me to highest bidder. It's been done before, you know. Ask your dear daddy or one of the obnoxious portraits hanging in that huge hall in your manor."
"Just because I am slytherin or a Malfoy-" Malfoy starts indignantly, though he seems stunned.
Harriet barks out a laugh. Even Sirius chuckles.
"We never cared much about your house rivalries. It's not about being slytherin or even a Malfoy. Now we shall bid you both adieu." Harriet answers patiently and turns back around before heading towards the exit. Sirius follows her. Malfoy doesn't stop her this time.
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Despite telling herself around thousand times that she doesn't care whether Malfoy is pardoned or not, she finds herself staring at the door of the great hall. Three hours have elapsed since she returned to Hogwarts. Sirius returned to the Gremmauld place. Harriet is slightly worried for the other woman. She has no one but Kreacher in that old dreary mansion but Harriet doesn't know what to do about it. She doesn't know how Sirius spends her time.
"Harriet! Are you even listening to me. NEWTS are beginning tomorrow onwards." Harriet is so pleased to hear this. She can't wait for this year to finish. She wants to be done with Hogwarts once and for all.
"Hmmmm." She murmurs absently and takes a bite of her mashed potatoes.
"Drop it Hermione. She is too busy mooning over her secret boyfriend to care about exams." Ron mutters out of the blue and Harriet's head snaps towards him. She is relieved to find that he is only teasing her. Students are whispering and talking in the hall. Nothing is unusual and thankfully no other Veela has been dragged away. Voldemort has not done anything to reveal himself yet. Snape is very quiet. Every now and then, he looks at her. He came shortly after Harriet did. She wonders if he has told Dumbledore yet. Dumbledore is talking to McGonagal, his eyes sparkling like they always do. His smile is wide and bright and a bit nauseating.
She wonders what Tracey is being put through. She wants to get this done with and it's important for that gathering Sirius was talking about. Maybe they can transform The Gremmauld into the Veela headquarters.
"Harriet." Hermione hisses and Harriet looks at her best friend. Her eyes are warm and the same warmth is reflected in Ron's eyes too. She owes them the truth. They helped her.
She knows that they will perhaps be very angry at her and will even abandon her for resurrecting Riddle but she must tell them the truth.
"Hermione. Ron. I need to speak to you." She speaks softly so that no-one else can hear her. Ginny who is sandwiched between Dean and Neville leans forward just a little bit.
Two pairs of eyebrows rise in surprise and they nod silently.
Harriet gets up and walks towards the door. Precisely when she places her fingers on the door handle, it opens and Malfoy's tired silver eyes greet her. Her heart beats quicken and so does her breath. It's nothing new. She is accustomed to the silly changes she goes through when Malfoy's eyes meet hers. Ever since she understood what attraction means, she has been attracted to Malfoy and it was never a surprise. She had read about Veelas in some books in the library in second year, knowing that she was one. Sirius had told her about her Veela heritage.
"In a hurry, Potter?" Malfoy drawls in his familiar arrogant voice.
"Get out of my way Malfoy." She hisses.
"Don't waste your breath on him Harriet. He is not worth it." Hermione murmurs and Malfoy sighs before moving aside.
Ron glares at Malfoy and Hermione ushers both of them towards the dorms. She wonders how she will face betrayed eyes of her best friends.
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