The Three Keys
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
37
Views:
13,343
Reviews:
398
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Dangerous Don
A/N: I do not own any Harry Potter Characters, just my Laurel and her family and any other characters you don’t already recognize.
CHAPTER 3 – DANGEROUS DON
Don looked in the mirror, already regretting going out this evening. Somehow tonight, he just didn’t want to be ‘happy-devoted boyfriend guy’. Don was sick of being nicey-nice to the silly mud-blood. He still couldn’t believe that she fell for (even in his eyes) a really lame attempt at romancing her.
He wondered, a chill running through him, if she suspected something? No, he didn’t think so, but…maybe? He squared his shoulders and sighed, he had a job to do and he would do it. He would show everyone that he was capable of anything! There was no limit to his possibilities! For now, however he would just have to stomach through tonight, until he was called upon to fulfill his duty. Don had big plans for his life, big plans indeed!
Don Charlaton was a young, handsome 18 year old wizard from a very respectable long line of pure-blood wizards. He had been brought up in a stuffy and pompous home, where his family had little to no association with muggle-born wizards and NEVER muggles. They were not followers of the Dark Lord, but, like so many of their friends, they felt if he were to come back to power it may not be such a bad thing……
Don felt the same as his parents and close friends, though, unbeknownst to his parents, he had taken his conviction to his beliefs a step further – a very serious step further.
He was inclined to think that mud-bloods were a lower class than he. Although, here in California there were so damn many of them, more than half his school, when he had attended, so many so, that he had to hide those feelings all during his schooling years. Don NEVER ever dated or associated with muggles, no matter how hot they were or what the situation was. Now THEY were below his class and he wouldn’t give them a second thought if and when the Dark Lord came roaring back to power and took them all out.
He sniffed indignantly as he dressed, thinking about seeing Laurel. He had a sick feeling too that she was getting tired of seeing him and may be thinking of breaking up.
This was not an option. He had to see her as long as necessary. So, if he had to step up the charm a notch he would, although it made him slightly sick to kiss her, even though she was beautiful. She was, after all, half MUGGLE and he just couldn’t get it out of his mind that she was somehow dirty. He often would avoid holding her hands or touching her at all, and if he kissed her he did it quick and pulled away fast, never looking her in the eyes, because if he did, he knew she’d see it. Laurel was really smart, he had to give that to her and she was powerful, which made him nervous. She had a much stronger magic than he, (it irked him that a mud-blood was more powerful than he a pure blood wizard!) and he knew from a few of his friends in her grade that her very best class was DADA.
He shuddered a little, thinking he would have to turn the romance on and actually do a little touching. The thought just sickened him so…..
As he turned to leave, a large black raven swooped in through his open window. Don froze as it landed with a clatter on his armoire, perched at the very top of it, looking down at him with clear, bright black eyes and presented its scaly leg for him to remove a note tied to it. He paled and thought for a moment it might peck at him, then with shaky hands took the note from the bird.
It eyed him imperiously and turned with a click of its big, black beak and flew off. There was only one reason he was getting this note he knew. Now that the time had truly come, he was very afraid.
He sat at the edge of his bed and feeling dizzy opened the note and read it. It was written in what looked very suspiciously like blood and had one word written on it, which sent shivers down his spine….’TONIGHT.” He stared at the note as a wave of anticipation and fear swept over him and went to put it down on his desk and the note sizzled in his hands making him jump, startled he dropped it and watched as it turned bright red and exploded into flames and vanished.
There was no going back now….He picked up his jacket and left for his date.
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Laurel met Don with a big smile on her face, she could see however, immediately that he was not in a good mood. He looked pale and was shaking very slightly as she gave him a warm hug and invited him in.
Laurel’s mom was sitting at her desk working on her computer, glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose and looked up smiling at Don. “Hey there Don!” she greeted cheerfully.
“Hello” he croaked.
Laurel’s little sister was sitting on the couch watching tv and talking on the phone when she turned to look at Don with a big smile on her face. She thought he was really cute, he knew, as she lit up like a Christmas tree every time she saw him, turned red and usually ran away after squeaking out an overly loud greeting. Laurel always laughed she thought it was so funny. She had told Don that she saw on Willow’s school folder a big heart with his name on it and scribbles with Mrs. Charlaton on her books. He grew pale as he looked at her and quickly turned away. He was a sad he would not be seeing little Willow again.
Even though he didn’t like mud-bloods, he had a soft spot for Willow. She was really very cute and sweet and he knew someday she’d be a real heart breaker, with her honey blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked just like her dad, while Laurel and her mom were dead ringers.
Thinking about Laurel’s mother made him blanch even more. Now she was a powerful witch. Everyone who knew her, knew what she could do and she was in the Ministry. Suddenly, Don wondered what he had gone and gotten himself into. If Laurel’s mom even suspected him of anything he knew she’d curse first and ask questions later. She had the connections both magic and muggle to get away with pretty much anything if she put her mind to it.
He gulped uncomfortably and felt sick.
“Are you feeling all right Don?” asked Maggie, “You look really very pale. Why don’t you come sit down for a minute?” Maggie was observing him closely now, with a strange expression on her face.
He paled even more and managed, in as light a tone as he could muster, “No, no, I’m fine. Just hungry. Ready to go Laurel?” He looked at her and turned another shade of white, she looked very pretty tonight he thought in her snug red sweater and jeans.
Laurel had her brows furrowed and looked concerned. She reached up and touched his arm and he jerked it away automatically. She looked a little taken aback then and realizing what he’d done, he closed his eyes for a minute to gain composure and then smiled down at her. “I’m sorry! I just, we, we have reservations and if we don’t go now, we’ll miss them….” He trailed off looking at her hoping she would buy the act.
“Look Don, we don’t have to go out tonight if you’re not feeling well…” she hesitated, “really it’s not a big deal.”
“It is a BIG DEAL!” he snapped.
Now Laurel, Maggie and Willow all looked at him surprised.
“Don, I think you need to sit down for a minute and catch your breath.” Maggie was up from her desk now and walking toward him, she stood, arms folded over her chest looking him over closely. “Willow, go get Don a glass of water, please and hang up that phone for heaven’s sake.”
Willow hung up and slinked away to the kitchen. Don watched her go and looked around the big family room which opened to the kitchen with mild curiosity. He always thought their house was an interesting mix of muggle and magic, he’d always thought that though about mud-blood houses, he saw so few of them.
“Mrs. Winter, I’m fine really.” He was gaining his composure and resolve with each breath. He smiled warmly at Willow and downed the water handing her back the empty glass. “Thanks Willow.” He managed another smile and winked at her and she blushed prettily.
“You sure you’re OK Don?” Laurel looked less than happy. “I think we should maybe get together tomorrow instead.”
“No, no really,” here he smiled and gave her a little hug around the waist and looked down at her.
‘Just a moment longer’ Laurel thought looking into his eyes, then Don looked away and smiled at her mom. ‘Dammit!’
“OK then, if you’re sure you feel up to dinner.” Laurel looked doubtful, so did Maggie.
“Why don’t you kids have dinner here tonight?” Maggie suggested.
“You know what Mom, that’s a great idea!” Laurel beamed. “I’ll even cook.” She looked at Don, all color had gone out of his face.
“Good, it’s settled then.” Maggie answered, her tone final.
Don looked very pale again, “But, we have reservations at this really great restaurant…” he stammered, “And, and I’ve been trying to get in for weeks….. It was supposed to be a surprise..”
Laurel looked at her mom and Maggie looked concerned. “Who’s driving?” Maggie asked.
“Well, I was going to…but if you feel more comfortable Laurel can drive.” Even all magical households drove cars, after all they were in Southern California, EVERYONE has a car there.
Laurel sighed, “OK. Let’s go and then it’s off to bed for you, so you feel better.” She gave him a weak smile.
She turned to her mom, “I’ll be home early then Mom…….Later Wil!” She waved to Willow and Don said good bye.
Don looked suddenly very upset, but stayed quiet.
“OK.” Maggie gave her daughter a kiss and off they went.
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A/N: Dear friends, please take a moment to drop a quick review and say hello. I promise Draco will arrive shortly and the fun will begin!
Thanks! Lorett
PS - Shameless cross promotion! Go over and read my other story here on AFF - \'IT HAD TO BE YOU\' a light hearted, romantic DM/HG fict! I PROMISE YOU\'LL LOVE IT! Hit my name at the top of the page to go to my author profile page and access the story from there. After you\'ve read it, go back to my profile page and check out a couple of my other fav/rec stories.
You won\'t be disappointed! Looking forward to hearing from you! - Lorett
CHAPTER 3 – DANGEROUS DON
Don looked in the mirror, already regretting going out this evening. Somehow tonight, he just didn’t want to be ‘happy-devoted boyfriend guy’. Don was sick of being nicey-nice to the silly mud-blood. He still couldn’t believe that she fell for (even in his eyes) a really lame attempt at romancing her.
He wondered, a chill running through him, if she suspected something? No, he didn’t think so, but…maybe? He squared his shoulders and sighed, he had a job to do and he would do it. He would show everyone that he was capable of anything! There was no limit to his possibilities! For now, however he would just have to stomach through tonight, until he was called upon to fulfill his duty. Don had big plans for his life, big plans indeed!
Don Charlaton was a young, handsome 18 year old wizard from a very respectable long line of pure-blood wizards. He had been brought up in a stuffy and pompous home, where his family had little to no association with muggle-born wizards and NEVER muggles. They were not followers of the Dark Lord, but, like so many of their friends, they felt if he were to come back to power it may not be such a bad thing……
Don felt the same as his parents and close friends, though, unbeknownst to his parents, he had taken his conviction to his beliefs a step further – a very serious step further.
He was inclined to think that mud-bloods were a lower class than he. Although, here in California there were so damn many of them, more than half his school, when he had attended, so many so, that he had to hide those feelings all during his schooling years. Don NEVER ever dated or associated with muggles, no matter how hot they were or what the situation was. Now THEY were below his class and he wouldn’t give them a second thought if and when the Dark Lord came roaring back to power and took them all out.
He sniffed indignantly as he dressed, thinking about seeing Laurel. He had a sick feeling too that she was getting tired of seeing him and may be thinking of breaking up.
This was not an option. He had to see her as long as necessary. So, if he had to step up the charm a notch he would, although it made him slightly sick to kiss her, even though she was beautiful. She was, after all, half MUGGLE and he just couldn’t get it out of his mind that she was somehow dirty. He often would avoid holding her hands or touching her at all, and if he kissed her he did it quick and pulled away fast, never looking her in the eyes, because if he did, he knew she’d see it. Laurel was really smart, he had to give that to her and she was powerful, which made him nervous. She had a much stronger magic than he, (it irked him that a mud-blood was more powerful than he a pure blood wizard!) and he knew from a few of his friends in her grade that her very best class was DADA.
He shuddered a little, thinking he would have to turn the romance on and actually do a little touching. The thought just sickened him so…..
As he turned to leave, a large black raven swooped in through his open window. Don froze as it landed with a clatter on his armoire, perched at the very top of it, looking down at him with clear, bright black eyes and presented its scaly leg for him to remove a note tied to it. He paled and thought for a moment it might peck at him, then with shaky hands took the note from the bird.
It eyed him imperiously and turned with a click of its big, black beak and flew off. There was only one reason he was getting this note he knew. Now that the time had truly come, he was very afraid.
He sat at the edge of his bed and feeling dizzy opened the note and read it. It was written in what looked very suspiciously like blood and had one word written on it, which sent shivers down his spine….’TONIGHT.” He stared at the note as a wave of anticipation and fear swept over him and went to put it down on his desk and the note sizzled in his hands making him jump, startled he dropped it and watched as it turned bright red and exploded into flames and vanished.
There was no going back now….He picked up his jacket and left for his date.
___________________________
Laurel met Don with a big smile on her face, she could see however, immediately that he was not in a good mood. He looked pale and was shaking very slightly as she gave him a warm hug and invited him in.
Laurel’s mom was sitting at her desk working on her computer, glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose and looked up smiling at Don. “Hey there Don!” she greeted cheerfully.
“Hello” he croaked.
Laurel’s little sister was sitting on the couch watching tv and talking on the phone when she turned to look at Don with a big smile on her face. She thought he was really cute, he knew, as she lit up like a Christmas tree every time she saw him, turned red and usually ran away after squeaking out an overly loud greeting. Laurel always laughed she thought it was so funny. She had told Don that she saw on Willow’s school folder a big heart with his name on it and scribbles with Mrs. Charlaton on her books. He grew pale as he looked at her and quickly turned away. He was a sad he would not be seeing little Willow again.
Even though he didn’t like mud-bloods, he had a soft spot for Willow. She was really very cute and sweet and he knew someday she’d be a real heart breaker, with her honey blonde hair and blue eyes. She looked just like her dad, while Laurel and her mom were dead ringers.
Thinking about Laurel’s mother made him blanch even more. Now she was a powerful witch. Everyone who knew her, knew what she could do and she was in the Ministry. Suddenly, Don wondered what he had gone and gotten himself into. If Laurel’s mom even suspected him of anything he knew she’d curse first and ask questions later. She had the connections both magic and muggle to get away with pretty much anything if she put her mind to it.
He gulped uncomfortably and felt sick.
“Are you feeling all right Don?” asked Maggie, “You look really very pale. Why don’t you come sit down for a minute?” Maggie was observing him closely now, with a strange expression on her face.
He paled even more and managed, in as light a tone as he could muster, “No, no, I’m fine. Just hungry. Ready to go Laurel?” He looked at her and turned another shade of white, she looked very pretty tonight he thought in her snug red sweater and jeans.
Laurel had her brows furrowed and looked concerned. She reached up and touched his arm and he jerked it away automatically. She looked a little taken aback then and realizing what he’d done, he closed his eyes for a minute to gain composure and then smiled down at her. “I’m sorry! I just, we, we have reservations and if we don’t go now, we’ll miss them….” He trailed off looking at her hoping she would buy the act.
“Look Don, we don’t have to go out tonight if you’re not feeling well…” she hesitated, “really it’s not a big deal.”
“It is a BIG DEAL!” he snapped.
Now Laurel, Maggie and Willow all looked at him surprised.
“Don, I think you need to sit down for a minute and catch your breath.” Maggie was up from her desk now and walking toward him, she stood, arms folded over her chest looking him over closely. “Willow, go get Don a glass of water, please and hang up that phone for heaven’s sake.”
Willow hung up and slinked away to the kitchen. Don watched her go and looked around the big family room which opened to the kitchen with mild curiosity. He always thought their house was an interesting mix of muggle and magic, he’d always thought that though about mud-blood houses, he saw so few of them.
“Mrs. Winter, I’m fine really.” He was gaining his composure and resolve with each breath. He smiled warmly at Willow and downed the water handing her back the empty glass. “Thanks Willow.” He managed another smile and winked at her and she blushed prettily.
“You sure you’re OK Don?” Laurel looked less than happy. “I think we should maybe get together tomorrow instead.”
“No, no really,” here he smiled and gave her a little hug around the waist and looked down at her.
‘Just a moment longer’ Laurel thought looking into his eyes, then Don looked away and smiled at her mom. ‘Dammit!’
“OK then, if you’re sure you feel up to dinner.” Laurel looked doubtful, so did Maggie.
“Why don’t you kids have dinner here tonight?” Maggie suggested.
“You know what Mom, that’s a great idea!” Laurel beamed. “I’ll even cook.” She looked at Don, all color had gone out of his face.
“Good, it’s settled then.” Maggie answered, her tone final.
Don looked very pale again, “But, we have reservations at this really great restaurant…” he stammered, “And, and I’ve been trying to get in for weeks….. It was supposed to be a surprise..”
Laurel looked at her mom and Maggie looked concerned. “Who’s driving?” Maggie asked.
“Well, I was going to…but if you feel more comfortable Laurel can drive.” Even all magical households drove cars, after all they were in Southern California, EVERYONE has a car there.
Laurel sighed, “OK. Let’s go and then it’s off to bed for you, so you feel better.” She gave him a weak smile.
She turned to her mom, “I’ll be home early then Mom…….Later Wil!” She waved to Willow and Don said good bye.
Don looked suddenly very upset, but stayed quiet.
“OK.” Maggie gave her daughter a kiss and off they went.
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A/N: Dear friends, please take a moment to drop a quick review and say hello. I promise Draco will arrive shortly and the fun will begin!
Thanks! Lorett
PS - Shameless cross promotion! Go over and read my other story here on AFF - \'IT HAD TO BE YOU\' a light hearted, romantic DM/HG fict! I PROMISE YOU\'LL LOVE IT! Hit my name at the top of the page to go to my author profile page and access the story from there. After you\'ve read it, go back to my profile page and check out a couple of my other fav/rec stories.
You won\'t be disappointed! Looking forward to hearing from you! - Lorett