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- Chapter Three -

Seven weeks later, Draco found himself in front of a huge mirror, with Pansy styling his hair for the Halloween Ball.

"I don't understand why they made us have a Halloween Ball anyway," grumbled Draco as Pansy applied some Wiz-Gel to his hair, and his hair immediately transformed into a spiky mohican.

"Oh, I put too much on ..." muttered Pansy. She vanished the gel off Draco's head with her wand, gaining a shallow cut on her arm from a spike, and the hair took it's normal form. "Who are you going with, anyway, Draco?" She now sounded a little hurt. "You haven't even told me. We are best friends!"

"God, calm down, Pansy," sighed Draco. "I didn't want to tell you because it's embarassing, I left it 'till last minute and none of the pretty chicks in Slytherin were left! Plus, I'm only bloody bisexual ..."

Pansy pulled a face. "So you picked a ugly Slytherin?" she chuckled. "Merlin, I hope it isn't Bulstrode!"

"Actually ... I picked a pretty Ravenclaw ..."

Pansy exploded.

"A RAVENCLAW? What the ... what the FUCK?! I told you, you could go with me if you wanted!! WHO IS SHE, ANYWAY?!"

"JESUS, STAY CALM, PANSY!! IT'S ONLY A DANCE!" yelled Draco frustratedly. Then he used a more reasonable tone. "I'm going with that Ravenclaw seeker, Chang."

"Oh." Pansy seemed to regain her composure. "Well, at least it isn't Spotty Face Midgeon or something. Erm, Chang, did you say? Well, seen as you don't fancy her, you might as well show her up ..."

"Why, though?" Draco snapped.

"Well," started Pansy, "She is quite a big threat to the Quidditch team, you know. You could get her off the team in many ways ..."

"Hmm ..." Draco smiled sinisterly. "That is an option ... but I'm not doing it. I'll leave it to Crabbe and Goyle."

However, if Draco had known that Cho and Harry Potter were very good friends, he would have abandoned the idea in an instant: it wasn't a good thing to cross Harry James Potter, especially if one was in love with him.

**********

Harry smiled as he saw Ginny Weasley walk gracefully down the steps from the girls Common Room. Wearing a long gold dress, Ginny practically sparkled with beauty. Harry could swear he felt pangs of jealousy emenating from many of the boys; especially Seamus: he had to go with Millicent Bulstrode (for a dare, of course)! Neville told Seamus that if he went with Bulstrode he'd give him six Galleons. Harry suspected he might have been telling a little white lie - Neville lost his last ten Galleons by trusting Fred and George with it!

"Shall we go?" Harry asked, smiling. Nodding, Ginny returned the favour, and let Harry take her hand and lead her out of Gryffindor Common Room.

Ten minutes later, Harry sat at the only table in the Great Hall (the house tables had been Vanished by Dumbledore) with Ginny seated next to him, chatting avidly to him about Quidditch.

"I mean, if Katie Bell can chase, then I can, right?" queried Ginny, glancing at Harry.

"Yeah," answered Harry, "I think you'd do pretty well as a Chaser, I saw you nick Fred's broom once and practise in your garden. You were really good!"

"Thanks!" Ginny told Harry cheerily. "You're Quidditch captain for Gryffindor now, huh? Perhaps I'll turn up at the auditions ..."

Then a new song started. Squealing, Ginny jumped up suddenly and pleaded with Harry, "You have to dance with me for this! Pleeease? C'mon Harry, it's my favourite song! It's Moonlight Magic, remember?"

His face lighting up, Harry immediately stood up and twirled Ginny around, laughing. "That song your mum phoned in about a zillion times to get DJ Mike Wandblow to play live on the WWN for her wedding anniversary with your dad?"

"The one and only. Come on, Harry, lets do it!" And with that, Ginny dragged the dark-haired Quidditch captain onto the dance floor.

Seven firewhiskys later, and seven hours later, Ginny and Harry were still dancing. Few people were.

**********

Cho dashed around, trying to find Draco. She had told him to stay right there - but where had he gone now? Sighing, she slumped against the wall and fell onto a bench. Anyway, she was pretty drunk by now.

Finally, she spotted Draco (or somebody that resembled Draco) waving at her from outside! But ... why was he outside? In her tipsy, drunk state, Cho abandoned these concerned thoughts, and hurried over to the blonde Slytherin, clumsily tripping over and earning a "DON'T FUCKING PUSH ME OVER!" screech from a Slytherin fifth-year short, curvy blonde girl on the way.

However, as Cho landed outside, she realized that Draco wasn't present anymore. Confused, Cho stumbled around in the darkness, calling, "Draco? Draco, where are you?!"

Surprisingly, suddenly, strong hands grabbed Cho's neck, and a large, beefy fist collided with her aching head, and she sunk into blackness ... darkness ... coldness ... screaming ...

**********

"Let's go outside," gasped Ginny, breathless after dancing. "I'm absolutely boiling!"

"Sure," replied Harry, quite drunk. "I need to bloody cool down ..."

Striding to the door, Harry grabbed Ginny's hand. Practically running out of the Great Hall and out to the lake, the ginger-haired wannabe Chaser dazedly pointed somewhere in the distance and asked Harry, "Wha ... what's going on there, Harry?"

Following Ginny's finger, Harry yelled, "It's Cho Chang!"

Unwillingly, Ginny tagged along with Harry: she disliked Cho very much, as Cho was an ex-girlfriend of Harry's, and Ginny was very much in love with Harry. However, Harry thought his relationship with Cho and Harry was strictly platonic! Harry didn't have his eye on any boys yet either, but he was bisexual ...

Harry gasped. Cho was bleeding from the head, scarlet blood running down her now pale face, ruining her once pleasant features; looking like something out of a particularly gory horror film.

"Oh, Merlin," Harry barely whispered. Glancing around desperately, his eyes landed on a sixteen year old boy disappearing around the corner. This lad had fine, lightest blonde hair, and his robes were trimmed with emerald green. Glistening, a prefect badge shone on his chest.


His eyes hardening with coldness yet disbelief, Harry muttered to Ginny, "Take Cho to the hospital wing, please. I have to sort something out with a certain person!"




A/N: Mwahahaha! Guess who this person is?... Oh, cmon, it's not that hard!
Disclaimer: Oh, come on, you know where the disclaimer is now, don't you! Good girl/boy/dog/snotty troll...

Draco: :omfg:

Me: What?

Draco: You know what you did, you evil cow!

Me: Shuddup ...

Draco: Now Harry hates me!

Harry: *yells from hospital wing* YES, I DO!

Draco: SHIT! You see, Rachael?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!!

Me: :mwahaha:
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SkorpionPrincess's avatar
frickin' awsome. got another chap of this?