Hot Spots

Disclaimer: As always in Ch2

If I get too confusing you guys have to let me know. I am writing this totally out of sequence whenever something pops into my little head. Only one more chapter until you find out about my little pet a.k.a. mystery character. And much thanks to all who have reviewed so far.

Chapter…what are we at now? 5?

Harry woke up with a massive headache. ‘What the hell had I been doing last night?’ He opened up his emerald eyes expecting his world to be blurry. ‘I must have left my glasses on.’ Harry looked to his bedside clock and saw his glasses on the table.
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“Crabbe! Those are my nighttime sweets and if yon’t n’t come out from under my bed right now I am going to cast an unforgivable on you!” Draco was in a bad mood again. This coming as no surprise considering he just woke up from having a rather pleasant dream involving a brunette with soft lips and a surprisingly skillful mouth, to find that his stash of muggle candy that he had a hard time smuggling into his room were being devoured by Crabbe.
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“Harry! You forgot your glasses!” Ron’s muffled yell came through the bathroom door. “Remember last time you did that you ended up bruising yourself worse than that mountain troll did!”

“It’s ok Ron. I can see.” Ron looked at the door in disbelief.

“How?”

“I woke up with a headache and my vision was fine.”

“Wicked!” Harry and Ron grinned at each other.

“What is wicked?” Hermoine asked while climbing up the last stairs.

“Harry got his sight fixed in the night!”

“Harry let me see.” Harry took his eyes off his reflection.

“All right, ‘Moine.”

Harry opened the bathroom door and stood there as if he was going to be getting a lecture from Snape. Hermoine smiled. He was going to light up a couple hearts today, she just knew it. ‘At least a certain Slytherin heart.’

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~She wanted to get out of her prison. The only entertainment she had was watching the world they were going to throw her into. She smirked then winced as the movement caused one of the scars on her face to pull. Well, that and messing with a couple of the more sensitive minds. She only wished she could see them.~
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Draco strode swiftly into the Great Hall, sat down, and gave death glares to anyone who dared to look at him. His eyes roamed over the Hall and landed as always on Potter.

‘Something is different with him.’ Then Harry turned and looked straight into Draco’s eyes and winked. ‘He doesn’t have his glasses on.’ For some reason Draco was reminded about his latest dream as he admired the way light caught on Harry’s green eyes without being blocked by his hideous glasses.

‘Hmmm, Harry has the same hair color as the girl in my dream.’ Draco flushed as he remembered the imagined feel of the mouth on his body adding green eyes into the picture. ‘I did not just do that!’

~‘Yes you did.’ ~ Draco stiffened.

‘Who are you?’ No answer

Harry was just about to get up from his seat when he felt eyes staring into him. He looked up and sucked in a quick breath. Draco was looking at him with heated eyes. Harry summoned up the courage to wink and was instantly gratified at the slight pink tinge that smoothed over Draco’s features. ‘I bet I am going to need a silencing charm on my bed tonight.’

Hermoine watched this small interaction with the gaze of a well practiced scientist. She analyzed everything from the exact shade of pink Malfoy’s face colored to the amount of time it took for Harry’s eye to complete the impulsive wink. ‘Now all I need is a little help to push them together.’ She looked around the table and found none to her liking. ‘I need someone who wouldn’t be so obvious.’ Hermoine sighed. ‘If only we had a new student.’
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Chapter 6 taaahhh daaahhhh!

I was knee deep in a sick love
I was cross eyed, one of your drugs
Skitzo savior, mad messiah
I think I’ll worship you in spite of
God, I don’t believe in you now
I’ve sinned too much, I don’t believe in you now
My Goddess
-My Goddess by: The Exiles

Harry was bored. He was currently supposed to be paying attention to Professor Binns. Of course no one ever paid attention to Professor Binns, except maybe Hermoine, but she is weird so she does not count. He looked down at his notes.

‘When did I write all that?’ Harry looked over to Hermoine and gave her a strange look. She ignored him completely writing like the hounds of hell were after her. He looked back down at the paper and was startled to see that the full page of writing was turning into one single sentence.

~Don’t move. ~

Harry froze in his position of being hunched over his paper. Suddenly from the back of the room a tome bigger than anything he had ever seen Hermoine read flew over his head missing him by centimeters. It flew on and went right through Professor Binns landing with a resounding crack on the wall behind him.

Everyone in the class was startled. Except for Professor Binns himself who kept on droning about the 3rd War of the Witches as if nothing had happened.

After class Hermoine cornered Harry.

“Are you alright? I saw the book fly over you! It almost brushed your hair! You are so lucky you didn’t lift your head!” Hermoine proceeded to inspearryarry’s head to make certain that he didn’t get injured.

“I’m okay. I promise the book didn’t touch me.” Harry pleaded with her. “Nothing is wrong. I just need to go see Dumbledore.” With that he walked off in the direction of the Headmaster’s office leaving Hermoine to look after his quickly disappearing form.

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Draco sat for lunch in the Great Hall making sure he had a seat that he could watch both the front door and the Gryffindor table without being noticed too much. It really didn’t matter that he had to evict a couple first years. Harry had been going through his mind since that morning.

More specifically since the moment he had the audacity to wink at him in public. Draco looked up just in time to see the female member of the Golden Trio walk in, predictably followed by the flame head and then right on cue Harry stepped through the threshold and took Draco’s breath away.

‘I am never going to get used to seeing his eyes like that.’

~‘My my, that was a rather quick transition between hate to love.’ ~

“I am NOT in love with him!’ Draco was getting rather annoyed with that voice.

Harry was surprised at the change in Draco’s face. One moment he was looking rather pleasantly at Harry then he had thrust his eyes away with an expression of complete annoyance.

‘I wonder what that is all about.’

~‘It is about me of cou’~ ’~ Harry started in his seat

‘Who are you?’ The voice chuckled just inside his ear.

~‘You will find out soon.’~ Then Harry felt a silence so profound almost as if he had been hearing people scream and then silenced in the space of one single breath. He looked over to Draco, who looked at him with alarmed eyes. Yes, he had felt it too.

The Great Hall began to shake, imperceptibly at first, then steadily greater until little pieces of the walls started to crack down. At the first sign of shaking all the teachers rose with their wands extended unsure of who to defend against.

“Students remain in your seats!” Harry had never heard Dumbledore speak in that kind of voice and it caused him to freeze in his seat even though all hnstinstincts told him to run. He saw the other students having the same reaction. Something evil was coming.

Lightning formed around the cracks in the door. The middle branch of lightning widened until it looked like a huge mirror surrounded by brambles of light. The center started to turn black and the entire hall was treated to the most beautiful view of stars that any had ever seen.

Then the circle was cracked down the center and a figure surrounded in black was thrusrougrough and smacked against the opposite wall.

“Uasi! No! We can’t let the prisoner stay there! I see children on that side!” A light tenor voice drifted in through the portal.

“I can sense their magic.” A deep bass filtered through. “They will survive or become an army of the undead. Either way it won’t affect us.”

The portal snapped into itself and the room was quiet. Everyone shifted at once to see the figure that had been thrown in. It was gone.

A/N: Whee first blush! Anyway I am getting a little behind since I uploaded the ones I was going to save for a bit since I feared that my computer might get a cattle prod attached to it if I didn’t. Was a little bit longer than usual and trust me the next chapter is going to be a doozy.