Unexpected Things

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Unexpected Things


Chapter XXIII

Harry was having breakfast in the great hall when a brown owl swooped down in front of him. He took the letter the owl brought, then turned it over to read the sender name. “Hey! It’s a letter from Remus.” He said. Curiously, he opened it and read the parchment inside. His face broke into wide grin a moment later. “I’m going to be a godfather!” he exclaimed happily.

“What?” Hermione frowned.

“Godfather?” Ron echoed.

“Remus says Tonks is pregnant and he asked me to be the baby’s godfather,” he explained.

“Really?”

“Wow! That’s really great Harry,” Hermione said sincerely, feeling happy for her best friend.

“You’re going to be an uncle,” Ron added, mouth full.

“Eurgh Ron! Don’t talk with mouth full,” Hermione muttered, disgusted.

Ignoring her, Ron continued. “Being an uncle isn’t too much fun actually. I remember when we were still kids, mum used to ask a relative to come over to watch us and we weren’t the nicest kids to them, especially with the twins.” He shuddered at the memory.

Unfortunately Harry wasn’t listening anymore. His head was full about the idea of being a godfather. Was the baby going to be a girl or a boy? Either way he was going to teach her or him Quidditch. It was going to be a load of fun. Being an orphan with the relatives like the Dursleys that hated him made him yearned for family. For years he always considered the Weasleys as his family. Then there was Sirius but his godfather was now deceased. And now with Remus’ request he felt he was going to have the family he always wanted.

“Harry! Harry!”

“Huh?” he looked up and saw Ron and Hermione looking at him. All around them, the seats were already empty. The students had left for the classes.

“Mate, are you alright?” Ron asked.

“Come on Harry, we’re almost late for herbology,” Hermione said, reminding him.

He flushed. He had been too caught up in his daydreaming to notice the time. They had herbology with Slytherin this morning. And, as always, things were bound to happen.

Sprout told them to split into groups, consisting of two people. Ron immediately latched onto Hermione while giving Harry an apologetic look but that was fine with him. So, instead, he worked with Neville who was the best student in herbology.

“But Draco,” a loud whiny voice suddenly broke out, courtesy of one Pansy Parkinson. “We’re supposed to work together.”

“No Parkinson,” Malfoy told her. “I already paired with Nott.”

Sprout stood on the other side of the greenhouse, checking for the dragon dungs that were going to be used as fertilizer so she didn’t hear the ruckus caused by Parkinson.

“Nott could pair with another person,” Parkinson said, clearly not wanting to be deterred.

“You could pair with another person too,” Malfoy told her firmly.

By now, they had the attention of the entire class.

“She must be so desperate,” Harry heard Parvati’s whisper next to him.

Lavender whispered back. “Desperate about what?”

“It’s our last year here. There was a talk about marriage between Malfoy and Pansy when they were kids but until now the Malfoys hasn’t said anything yet.”

“So?”

“Lav! I have told you about those pureblood customs, haven’t I?” she replied, annoyed. “If the Malfoys don’t make any moves soon Pansy could marry another pureblood who states his interest first. Another pureblood, that is less rich and influential than the Malfoys. And, knowing Pansy, she is set to become the next Lady Malfoy.”

“Yeah,” Lavender nodded. “Just imagine all the gold in their vaults...I could buy everything I want.” She said.

Harry noticed that, even Ron had dropped the pretense of doing his herbology works and was openly listening to their conversation. Hermione glared at him but, nonetheless, couldn’t help but eavesdropped, as well.

“Lucius Malfoy is single now,” Lavender said again. “I wouldn’t mind to be with him anyway. He is still so handsome.”

Ron made a gagging noise beside him.

CRASH!

All eyes turned to red faced Parkinson who just pushed Nott’s pot away but in her haste, caused it to fall off from the table and shatter. Nott, looked at Pansy threateningly, wand gripped on his hand. Slytherin students never fought openly with others form their house in the public, preferring their own common room to settles problems. But he wasn’t going to let Parkinson get away with humiliating him in front of the entire class. Not bloody likely.

Harry, sensing a trouble brewing, quickly interrupted. “Now, that is enough!” he said calmly. “Five points from Slytherin for disturbing the class Parkinson.”

Pansy turned at him. “You can’t do that Potter! You’re not a teacher!” she said angrily.

“No, but I’m a Head Boy and therefore I have a right to give punishment. Now, get back to work before I deduct more points from Slytherin.” He ordered the girl.

She looked at him with pure hatred before turning and walking away, muttering something that sounded like filthy half breed.

Ron opened his mouth to retort but he shook his head. The redhead seemed want to argue but Sprout’s arrival ceased it. After the class, Malfoy bumped into him at their way out. “Don’t expect any gratitude from me Potter,” the blond muttered then walked away as if nothing ever happened.


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Later, that day but at night Harry and Lucius were in the middle of their making out session when there was a loud crack of apparition. “What the heck?” Harry exclaimed.

In front of them, stood a house elf clad in white pillowcase with large M letter embroided on the fabric. What was shocking was the obvious fact that he elf was hurt. Blood poured form the wound the elf had.

Harry took his wand out, intending to cure the elf when Lucius stopped him. “The wellbeing of my house elf is no concern of yours Potter.”

“What?” he swiveled to look at Lucius incredulously. “You must be joking!”

Lucius threw him annoyed glare before he waved his wand at the elf. Instantly the wound healed itself. “Now, tell me what has happened?” he ordered coldly.

“Mistress Bellatrix is run away! I is trying to stop her. But Mistress Bellatrix is strong. She cursed I.” The elf wailed.

That confirmed what Harry had been thinking, that Lucius hid the woman when he heard the elf word’s. But now Bellatrix had run away and she was bound to cause more problem now.

“I is bad elf! Bad elf!” then she threw himself at the wall.

“Lucius!” he snapped angrily, seeing the elf like that.

“Return to Malfoy manor. Leave now!” Lucius ordered.

“Yes Master!” with loud crack the elf was gone.

“Lucius,” he began, glaring at the man. “You have some serious explaining to do now.”

Lucius Malfoy inwardly cursed.

Author’s Note:


Hi. First I want to say thanks to all of you who give me reviews. I’m so happy to receive them. And now, I know this chapter is really short but I have to cut it right there. I want to do the sequel of this actually which is going to tell about Harry life after he graduated from Hogwarts but don’t have the plot yet. I need to have someone opposed to Harry, an enemy of short. Maybe a wizard who targets his deathly hallows?