A new Vision

Chapter Four

Harry slipped out of the hospital wing and dressed in nothing but hospital attire, headed for the dungeons. He had avoided any contact until he made it to the stairway down to the Slytherin area of the castle. He was unable to avoid two students headed up to breakfast. Not knowing what his relationship was with either of them, Harry nodded as he tried to slide past them. He was somewhat taken aback when the girl that he recognized as Pansy Parkinson, stopped him with a claw like grip on his arm.

“Harry! I have been so worried, lover. I know that you are better than any of them but still, I am so glad you are okay.” She proceeded to attach herself to him kiss, and grope him in what seemed like a seriously misguided attempt to suck out his soul. He met the amused gaze of her companion, Blaise Zabini, before trying to pry her off.

“Pansy back off.” Blaise spoke with authority and Harry breathed a sigh of relief before realizing that the dark Slytherin quickly took her place. “I missed you last night, Harry. I had to play with my stash. You know how cranky I get without real dick. You do realize that we will have to hand those Gryffindor’s a healthy dose of retribution, for fucking with my love life.” This last was given with a wink and a leer.

Harry was reeling a bit. What was he currently fucking the entire house. He couldn’t help but feel a little relieved to see Malfoy make his way into the mix. His aristocratic features fixed in the familiar sneer. His arrogance oozing out of every pore. “I would let the man go Zabini, before you lose a digit or two.”

The boy still wrapped around Harry, merely smiled at the snooty blond. “Oh I think that Harry can choose who he wants to fuck, don’t you Malfoy? I have warmed his bed at least as often as you have, and I don’t hear him complaining about the service.” Zabini rubbed once again on Harry’s crotch as if to make a point.

Harry was at the breaking point, he desperately needed some sort of perspective, and that involved finding a tall, dark and snarly potions master. He roughly threw the offending hand away from him, and stood up to his no longer inconsiderable height. “Blaise, I am busy. I need to find Snape, and you are in my way. I will move you if I have to, but I would prefer that you and Pansy moved yourselves.” He was shocked at the quick change in behavior. Both of the Slytherins nodded and headed to the great hall. He was left only with one blonde and now pensive looking snake.

“Draco, have I slept with them as well?” He knew he shouldn’t even ask, but he needed to know, and it was possible that his head of house wouldn’t have that information.

“I see that sleep didn’t fix your memory.” Draco looked almost frightened. “Harry, there are few students of either sex, that you haven’t had sex with.” The boy seemed to be trying to say something that would probably hurt him, so Harry stayed quiet while this internal battle was fought. “When you told me last night that you didn’t remember having a relationship with me, I felt like...hell, Harry. I felt like maybe...I want a relationship with you, but you don’t actually have that with anyone. You sleep with whoever is most appealing or available at the moment that you need someone. I want more, and I know when you get your memory back, you are going to drop me because of this little conversation, but I felt something different last night. I could see in your eyes, that you weren’t just confused, you were truly seeing me differently. I have wanted you almost from the moment I met you, and...Damn it Harry! I was settling for a piece of the sun, and I knew that I couldn’t have it all, but it was enough, but now, I need more.” A tear spread down Malfoys right cheek as he finished his diatribe.

All Harry knew, with all that he had been through in his life, was that something like this should never cause someone so much pain. He still had the perspective of a much older person who had seen a great deal of pain and death, and this was not life threatening. He could remember his debilitating crush on Cho Chang, and he knew that time would heal and sooth wounds inflicted by unrequited love. This seemed to be a bit more intense though, and he wondered what kind of a person he was in this world. He smiled thinly and pulled the distraught boy to his chest. “Draco, I don’t know how any of this will work out. I can see, however, that you are a person that deserves more than what you have so far received. You can’t settle with what you can get. You have to go for what you want, but what you want right now, might not be what you want a year or five from now. More important is that what you want now is what you stand for. If you can figure that one out, you can determine what you need to make you happy.”

Draco looked up at him with red eyes. “You are so different right now. I don’t know what to think.”

Harry hugged him tightly for a moment and then smiled. “I don’t either, but I guess, like everything else, it will sort itself out. I have to find Snape, then we can talk later, okay?”

Draco nodded, and headed back the way he came from. Harry would have asked why he wasn’t going to breakfast, but it occurred to him that Draco Malfoy would never appear in public disheveled with red eyes. He simply followed down into the dungeons. He still needed to find Snape, and get some facts about this world and his place in it. He had a bit more information about his current incarnations temperament and tastes, but little about the political climate and his role in it. He also really needed to know what side of the fence, Malfoy was playing on so he would know how to proceed. He hoped that he could become close to the blonde, maybe he could change the outcome for many. There was also a large part of him that simply liked this different version of Malfoy, and hoped that he could explore some of these feelings.

TBC