Truly Madly Deeply

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I don’t own Harry Potter. Harry Potter and properties are owned by JK Rowling. I also don’t make money from writing this fic. Contains spoiler for all Harry Potter books. Danyealle helped edit this chapter. Thanks a lot for her help.

Truly Madly Deeply

Chapter II


“Why not?” Harry asked at his best friend’s groan


“You can’t be serious!” Ron exclaimed.


“There is no harm in trying,” he said, shrugging.


“Harry!” Ron complained. “When I said that the only one left that hates you is Malfoy, I didn’t mean for you to go date him!”


“Beside that,” he continued, completely ignoring Ron’s words, “Lucius Malfoy is not too bad on the eyes either.”


“I am not hearing this! I am not hearing this!” Ron mumbled, trying to block the words. “This is Malfoy we’re talking about! He gave Riddle’s diary to Ginny!”


“He also helped us defeat Voldemort,” he reminded him. ”Besides that, it’s not like I’m going to marry him.”


Ron turned green at this. “Urgh Harry!” he moaned. “You made me lost my appetite.”


“Really? I thought that was an impossible feat to achieve,” he replied cockily.


“Urgh!”


Hermione finally took pity at the redhead. “Stop teasing him Harry,” she said.


“Sorry,” he replied without feeling any sorrow at all. “It’s just it was really easy, you know.”


Ron grumbled about two traitorous friends he had under his breath.


“Back to the topic guys,” the girl ordered.


Harry took a breath. “Like I said…there’s no harm trying. And Lucius is single now so there won’t be a problem I think.”


“Since when Malfoy become Lucius?” Ron objected.


Ignoring him, Hermione nodded. “Well, if that is what you want, we’ll help you of course,” she said.


“What?” Ron asked, horrified that he was going to play matchmaker to Lucius Malfoy who was the bane of Weasley family.


“I said,” Hermione emphasized her words. “That we are going to help Harry. Do you have problem with that?” she asked menacingly.


Ron gulped at seeing her look. “No,” he hastily said. “Of course I’ll help Harry. He is my best friend.”


“Good,” she nodded, satisfied.


Ron let out a sigh of relief. The girl was scary when she wanted to. Harry, however, couldn’t hold onto his laughter at the scene. Soon, three of them were laughing and the conversation moved to another topic.


They didn’t talk about it again since Gryffindor had Quidditch match with Hufflepuff the next week and Harry was too busy practicing. Hufflepuff seeker was Zacharias Smith whom Harry truly disliked and he was more than happy to beat him in the game. With this victory, Gryffindor was in the lead for both for House Cup and Quidditch Cup.



The next day while they were doing their homework, at Hermione’s insistence of course, she felt that she had let them easily under the Quidditch practice reason, when Ron suddenly said. “Uhm…about few days ago, you guys aren’t really serious right?”


“About what?” Harry asked, looking up from his Potions homework. He still disliked the class but since he needed it as the part of Auror requirements he had to take it.


“About Malfoy of course!” he exploded.


He shrugged. “I’m going to try it. After all, like Hermione said, I have to broaden my horizons.” This time the last few words were said in snickers.


Ron paled. “But…how are you going to do that?” he asked after a few minutes of silence, in which he tried his best to calm himself. Normally, he didn’t want to know at all about Harry’s escapades with another male but this was Malfoy. He had to know about the whole thing. Who knew what would happen? After all, Lucius Malfoy was devil incarnate and his poor, innocent friend was the next victim in line for the said devil. “That doesn’t mean I agree with you Harry!” he quickly added.


“Ron!” Hermione piped up without looking up from her homework. Well, multitasking was one of her skill. “What did I say few days ago? I told you that we’d support Harry no matter who he chooses.”


“Yes Hermione,” he mumbled obediently.


“But, still, I also wonder Harry,” Hermione said. “How are you going to do that? I mean is we’re at Hogwarts right now and Lucius is, well, out there. Unless you want to wait until we graduate from here,” she added as an afterthought.


“Well,” he smiled slightly at this. “I happen to know that Lucius visits his son once a month during Hogsmeade weekend.”


“Really?” Ron asked.


“Where did you hear that?” Hermione questioned.


“Theo told me once,” he simply answered.


“So you’re just going barging into them?” Ron asked skeptically.


Harry almost groaned aloud. “Of course not.” He answered. “Unless I’m invited of course,” he added cheekily.


“Invited by him?” Ron almost shrieked. “How the hell did you make Lucius Malfoy invite you to lunch with him?”


“Boys!” Hermione voice cut in. “As much as I find this conversation interesting, I can’t help but wondering if both of you have finished your homework?”


“Uhmm…” Ron flushed guiltily.


“Do your homework first, then we can talk,” she admonished them. “You should know that we’re going to have NEWTS in a few months and on top of that you’re Head Boy too Ron. You should set good example to other students.” Then she turned to him. “You too Harry. You need good NEWTS results to join Auror training.”


“Yes Hermione,” they answered in unison. After all, they knew better than to defy her in school matter.

XXX

“Here Harry,” Remus said, handing him his homework.


“Thanks Professor,” he replied. He got outstanding, obviously since DADA was his favorite lesson especially with Remus back to teach. With Voldemort’s death, the curse on DADA teacher position was gone therefore, it was safe for Remus to return to school. And with Remus being a best friend of Harry’s parents, especially with he and Dumbledore defending him, nobody dared to question Remus werewolf situation.


After Remus finished distributing the homework, he began reviewing the subject for NEWTS. For Harry, it seemed that was all Hogwarts teachers did these days. Including Snape, who told them to brew a potion without looking at textbook at all. Memorizing those potion recipes took a lot if effort on his part and he sometimes envied Ron who didn’t take potion for NEWT level. The redhead had chosen to take Muggle Studies as an easy way out. This choice enraged Hermione greatly.


In potions, they sat in a group of four people with Harry’s group consisted of him, Hermione, Ernie McMillan and Theodore Nott. That was how he knew Theo personally. Until now, he was a still friend with Theo and it was proven to be useful. The other boy was a loner and the type people usually ignored. But because of that, he knew all gossips, news and rumors about Slytherin students, pureblood students and families. And since Theo wasn’t particularly close with Malfoy or any Slytherin studentss he shared his information with Harry. And that was how he knew that Lucius would visit his son this Saturday.


“Good morning Hermione, Ron,” Harry greeted them when he showed up for breakfast this morning.


“Morning Harry,” she replied.


“Morning Harree,” Ron said while chewing his food, making his words slurred.


“Ready for Hogsmeade today?” he asked, putting sausages and omelet into his plate.


“Yes of course!” Ron answered.


“You look…very excited today,” Hermione said, observing his best friend.


“Well, you will see later,” he replied.


Hogsmeade had expanded since Voldemort’s fall. There were many new shops and buildings there. And Harry knew that many wizards and witches moved to live there too since living on magical environment would be much easier for most of them to use magic without fear being seen by muggles.


Hermione, as usual dragged them to bookshops to buy quill and parchments. Then they went to the Quiddicth shop. It didn’t have supplies as complete as the Quidditch shop in Diagon Alley but still it was fun looking at the brooms and Quidditch accessories there. Then they went to Zonko’s, which now was a branch of Weasley Wizarding Wheezes since Fred and George bought it.


At lunchtime, Harry dragged them to the new restaurant at Hogsmeade, where Hermione finally understood why he seemed excited today, for they had seen Lucius Malfoy with his son. Apparently, the Malfoys were heading in the same direction with them.


“Mr. Malfoy,” he called.


Lucius turned at his voice, as well as his son. “Mr. Potter,” he regarded him coldly. “Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley,” he said the last word in almost a sneer. Helping them to defeat Voldemort didn’t change his behavior at all.


“It’s a pleasure meeting you here Mr. Malfoy,” he said. In the background, Ron was grumbling under his breath.


Lucius managed to hide his surprise well, Harry noticed. After all, when was the time Harry was ever glad to see Lucius’ presence anyway? And the man must be wondering as to why Harry would bother to talk with him.


“Likewise Mr. Potter,” Lucius replied, looking at Harry intently as if it was the first time they ever meet. Maybe Lucius was checking if he was under influence of potion accident or nasty hex because of his current behavior.


“So, where are you going Mr. Malfoy?” he asked and then added. “May I call you Lucius? Mr. Malfoy sounds so old and you’re not old at all. Far from it actually,” he said, eyeing the man upside down. He totally ignored the twin-horrified expressions both Malfoy and Ron had on their faces. Hermione, on the other hand, looked amused at the whole situation.


“My son and I are going to have lunch together,” Lucius answered. Apparently, the man had figured out what he was trying to do. Then again, anyone with brain must have figured it out with the blunt approach he used.


“What a coincidence,” he said, very well aware that it wasn’t a coincidence at all since he had gotten the information from Theo. “My friends and I are also going to have lunch.” He said, looking straight at Lucius’ eyes.


Lucius caught the meaning behind his words of course. “Well, you could always join us Mr. Potter,” he said, smirking.


“Splendid,” he said, smiling charmingly. Even though he knew Lucius agreed to it only because the man wanted to find out about this completely bizarre thing it was fine by Harry. Not everyday you find that your number one enemy was flirting to you. “And please call me Harry,” he said, linking his arm to the crook of Lucius’ arm. “Mr. Potter sounds so formal and I have a feeling that we’ll be a close acquaintance in the future.”


He turned back to Ron and Hermione and found out that the redhead face was frozen in shock along with Malfoy. “Well, come on. You too Malfoy.”


Malfoy was still speechless and Ron opened and closed his mouth but no sound came out.


“That was…fast,” Hermione said a few moments later, staring at her friend and Lucius’ retreating figure. The two had walked ahead of them. Among three of them, she was the least affected one, maybe her calm and rational mind contributed to that.


“That was an understatement of the century,” Ron muttered after he found back his voice, joining her in staring at Harry and Lucius’ back.


“That almost made me sick,” Malfoy mumbled, looking quite green.



Author’s Note:

Hi. It’s me again. Thanks for all of your reviews although I don’t get as many as I want. But hey…every author love reviews.


As I said before, this fic is humor/comedy/parody so don’t expect for anything that is so serious here. I have seen too many angst in Lucius/Harry pairing that I want to write one that would make us laugh. Well, at least I hope this is funny enough. As always, give me reviews. I also posted my stories on ff.net so if you want to get story alert you can do that there since I can't personally email you. Sorry.


And Happy Spring Festival to you who celebrate it. This year the New Year falls on February 14th, the same day with Valentine. May you get a lot of angpau ^ ^;;;; That’s certainly one of the wish in my list…