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Burying The Hatchet
Chapter 5
The echoing silence of the room as everything finally stopspinspinning around was slightly unnerving to Draco as he looked at the mess around him. The common room was in a total shambles around him. Taking a deep breath to calm him some more, he walked around all the mess. It was a good thing that most of the house was gone or he'd have a lot of explaining to do. He took out his wand and casting a quick spell to clean up the mess before heading back to his room.
"All right, what the hell was that?" muttered Draco as he slammed the door to his room a moment later.
Running his fingers through his hair and pacing, Draco stopped suddenly kicking the leg of the desk in front of him before sitting down in a chair in frustration. It seemed as if it wasn't one thing it was another.
Leaning back and staring up at the ceiling, Draco let his mind wander for a moment as images of the previous evening flew through his mind. Last night was going to be his last on earth. Then Harry had shown up, turning Draco's plans upside down, leaving him slightly confused.
"How could I have been so stupid?" Draco asked shaking his head and thinking back to the letter he'd received from Lucius. Its contents leaving him cold as he thought about the way his father talked about his joining with the Dark Lord.
"I'm sorry father, but I can't marry him" muttered Draco getting up from his desk and opening the drawer of his nightstand pulling out the small box that sat in it.
The knife was there like it always was. Potter had messed up his plans before, so he would have to wait. Soon the raven-haired boy would be leaving to be with his friends and Draco would be able to finish what he had started. This time there would be no interruptions. He couldn't take the chance of the Golden Boy stopping him again.
"I wish things could be different Harry," whispered Draco as he set the knife back down." This is the only way though. You'll never love me, and I can't seem to love anyone but you."
Sitting back down on the edge of his bed his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of tapping at his door.
"Go away." Shouted Draco looking over at the door. He really wasn't in the mood for company at the moment. The insistent tapping at the door refused to cease though.
Sighing, Draco swung the door open only to be startled as a big brown ball of feathers flew past him and into the room.
Looking over quickly Draco smiled slightly as he recognized Zeta, Blaise’s pet owl.
Closing the door Draco went over to his dresser to get some pine nuts.
"Hey girl," smiled Draco taking a handful of treats from out of a small box on his dresser.
"Well I did say I wanted to write them both soon, guess they just got around to it first." He thought.
Quickly untying the letter and giving her a treat Draco sat on his bed once again.
Hey Drake
Hope everything's going well with you. Right now we're visiting some relatives of my Mom's in France. Wish dad could be here, but well you know…
We met up with Pansy and her sister. Apparently Mr. and Mrs. Parkinson are letting her spend the summer here with her older sister before returning to school. I've asked her to meet me tonight for dinner.
I'm going to ask her if she'll be my girlfriend when we return to school. You know how I feel about the two of you. I hope this is okay.
Blaise.
Smiling Draco took out another paper and began writing.
Blaise
I'm very happy for you; I’ve known how you've felt about Pansy for quite sometime. I just hope you know what you're getting into.
I hope your going this means your going to ask her at dinner and not wait until you get back here. Trust me, if there is even a chance for the two of you don't wait another minute.
As for me, don't worry I'm doing well.
Although apparently Potter’s going to be spending the next few weeks here before heading off to the Weasley's. Hopefully we'll be able to avoid each other as much as possible until he leaves. Thank Merlin we're not the only ones here for the summer. I don't think I'd be able to handle being here alone with him.
I look forward to hearing how the dinner goes...
Draco.
Taking out another paper, Draco began writing a similar letter to Pansy Leaving out the part about the date. He knew Pansy would accept she was after all crazy about Blaise, even if they had a hard time admitting it to each other.
***
Watching as she vanished beyond his view, Draco finally turned around glancing quietly at the silent room around him before leaving once again.
****
"Harry…Harry?"
Shaking his head, Harry looked across the desk at the face of the headmaster.
"Are you alright my boy? You seemed as if you were a million miles away," commented the silver bearded man looking over the rims of his glasses at Harry.
"Oh, what... sorry sir guess my mind just wandered there for moment," stated Harry rubbing his temple softly.
Nodding his head slightly Dumbledore continued to watch the young man in front of him before speaking once again.
"Are you sure you doing well Harry?"
Smiling, Harry shrugged.
"Well as can be expected."
Nodding his head, Albus Dumbledore smiled.
"I see that you and Mr. Malfoy have been getting along better this last year or so. I take it a sort of truce has been called."
Pulling his lower lip into his mouth and biting it Harry shrugged slightly. He wasn't really sure what was going on between him and Draco, or why he missed the silly git.
"No truce really, Draco's just been leaving us alone more."
If he'd noticed the use of the blonde's first name Dumbledore certainly didn't comment on it.
"None the less, it is good to see less rivalry between the houses."
"I suppose," whispered Harry. "Although I would have thought he'd be spending the summer at the manor and not here."
"Mr. Malfoy had his own reasons for wanting to be here Harry. Perhaps the two of you should take this week before you leave to at least get to know each other. I know how different things will be for you once you return to school after summer."
Getting up, Harry smiled at the older man.
"I'll consider it Professor," stated Harry getting up from his chair.
Popping another piece of candy in his mouth, Dumbledore watched as Harry turned to leave.
"Is there something else Harry?" asked Dumbledore as Harry stopped and looked over at him.
Sitting back down again, Harry frowned slightly.
"I was wondering if you could tell me about a student here. A Slytherin named Lilliannea?"
Leaning back in his seat, Dumbledore stroked his beard gently.
"There is no one by that name in the Slytherin House Mr. Potter," a sneering voice came from behind him.
"Severus, so good of you to join us," remarked Dumbledore looking over Harry's shoulder at the figure behind him.
"Headmaster," nodded Professor Snape coming around to stand next to the headmasters’ desk.
"What do you mean there's no one by that name sir, you must be mistaken," remarked Harry looking over at the man who had seemed to make his life a living hell at school.
"I can assure you Potter," replied Snape looking over at the young man "That I am well aware of every student that is in my house. There is no one named Lilliannea first or last."
"Perhaps you may have gotten the name mixed up my boy," smiled Dumbledore looking across at Harry.
"Perhaps..." replied Harry quietly. Although he was sure that was the name she'd told him.
"I take it this is a new friend then Harry. I haven't heard you mention anyone before." remarked the older man smiling.
"I met her yesterday at the tower…I was hoping to talk to her again, but I haven't been able to find her," stated Harry.
"So she is one of the students staying here over the summer then, Harry."
"Yes"
"There are only a few Slytherins that are staying here this summer, Headmaster. I can assure you whoever this Lilliannea is she isn't in Slytherin. In the mean time I believe we have other things to discuss."
"Aaahh yes, Harry's inheritance on his birthday in a few weeks," smiled the silver haired man beaming at Harry.
"I trust you've been looking over all the information the school has been able to provide you with on Veelas Mr. Potter," remarked Snape.
"Yes Sir," replied Harry. "Hermione and Ron both helped me. I do understand some of the changes that will occur. It's a lot to get used to."
Nodding, Dumbledore smiled. "I do understand Harry. Soon you'll start to look for your life mate."
"What if I don't find anyone sir?"
"I wouldn't worry about that Harry… even if your mate is not here at Hogwarts I'm sure whomever it is will be worthy of you," replied Dumbledore smiling with a slight twinkle in his eye as he leaned back in his chair.
Unused to compliments Harry simply blushed slightly.
"I appreciate the room you have set up for me. It is very lovely."
"You have Professor Snape to thank for that my boy; he was the one who furnished the room for you."
Surprised, Harry looked over at the Professor.
"Thank you Professor."
Nodding slightly Snape looked pointedly at Harry.
"We can't have you distracting the other students here at school, now can we Potter?"
"I think Harry will be able to handle things just fine Severus."
Standing outside of the Headmaster's door a moment later, Harry smiled at the faith the older man seemed to have in him. Although it was weird to think that somewhere out there was his mate. The person he was to spend the rest of his life with.
Supposing it really didn't matter, Harry headed towards the library.
***
Draco was sitting at the far end of the library in a secluded area when he felt it, a warm feeling coming over him as he felt someone's eyes on him. The sudden dizziness in his head as the scent of Vanilla and spiced apples overcame his senses, was almost too much for him. Refusing to look up, he continued reading the large book. Perhaps they would go away if he paid them no attention.
The scraping of the chair across from him threw that idea out the window though. Looking up, Draco stopped suddenly at the site of Harry Potter sitting across from him.
Inhaling softly Draco let the scent drift over him.
'Merlin Harry, you smell wonderful' thought Draco pressing his fingers firmly into the wooden top of the table.
"Malfoy, I would have thought you'd be spending the summer at the manor," stated Harry cocking his head to the side studying the boy across from him.
"It's really no concern of yours why I'm staying here Potter," remarked Draco looking back down at his book and wishing the raven-haired boy would just leave him in peace.
"Did you actually want something Potter or are you just here to annoy me yet again?" asked Draco a moment later when Harry didn't move to leave.
Shrugging Harry simply leaned forward in his chair.
"I thought maybe we could talk for awhile. Maybe ‘bury the hatchet’ so to say."
"In each other's backs" remarked Draco raising an eyebrow.
Frowning Harry narrowed his eyes.
"I'm being serious Malfoy, I just think….
"Alright" remarked Draco interrupting him.
Blinking several times Harry simply stared at Draco.
"What?
"I said alright, we can talk, try and ‘bury the hatchet’ as you said," stated Draco leaning back in his seat.
Looking over at the blonde before him, Harry couldn't help the smile that came across his face, or the fast paced beating of his heart as that smile was returned lighting up Draco's face.
The sudden cool breeze that washed over Harry as the wonder of how those lips would feel against his own caused the dark haired boy to suddenly jump from the table.
"Potter?"
"I have to go…. I’ll see you later Malf...Draco," muttered Harry picking up his things.
Watching as Harry left the library, Draco clenched his hands together. He could put up with Potter for a little while, couldn't he? Harry would be leaving soon and then at least he would have the memories. Maybe his last few days wouldn't be so bad after all.
*****
Standing outside the library Harry leaned back against the door taking in deep breaths to calm himself before continuing walking down the hall. It wasn't possible that he could have those types of feelings for the blonde.
'Of course you've always thought he was attractive' rang the little voice in his head.
Learning that his mate could be either male or female hadn't bothered him as much as others thought it might. He always seemed to have a fondness for both sexes and had even dated both. He wasn't exactly virginal territory either. None of the golden trio was actually. Unlike certain Gryffindors he knew. He, Ron and Hermione chose not to tell the whole world who they happen to be sleeping with.
Snorting Harry shook his head. It wasn't like he was known as the sex god of Hogwarts that title seemed to be reserved for the blonde currently on Harry's mind.
Shaking his head Harry headed back to his room. 'This is just crazy' he thought. 'I'm probably just nervous about finding my mate. Not like it's bound to be Draco Malfoy.'
'What if it is?'
Unbeknownst to him the slight smile that tugged at the corners of his lips stayed with him as he made his way back to the towers.
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