The Boy Without a Soul

Chapter 5 : “The Bitterness of fame.”

“I’m sorry sir but I could follow them in. Potter is on the third floor but it’s blocked by a statue.” The second year trembled.

“Did you at least hear the pass word? Potter is and idiot he must have given it away.”

“He was with Malfoy sir and he said his name and mumbled the rest.”

“You’re useless I want into those rooms!”

“Calm down Ron. It seems Potter has strong wards that need two pass words but have no fear I can break them.” A voice from be hind him stopped him from raging on.

“I know you can Hermione. It’s just we need to have proof of his use of dark magic. People are starting to doubt us and they want him to lead them.” Ron dismissed the 2nd year.

“Nonsense, that ‘Freak’ has plenty of dark magic and we will show them proof! Malfoy is an excellent start. If we can show others that he is friends with a dark wizard, and everyone knows he is, it will prove we are right. They will come to you for leadership Ron you are the captain of the quidditch team you are the greatest stagiest. They will come to me for the knowledge I have for defeating Dark magic with nothing but light magic. Those Prophecies are nothing but, hog wash. Potter would have been dead long ago if it weren’t for us saving his sorry arse. They people are starting to see us and realize that we are the chosen ones.” Hermione stated with conviction.

“You’re right Herm. I know, it just frustrating that Potter is still getting all this special treatment. He’s still here but he’s not forced to go to class and there are rumors that he is getting training! Training Hermione! I mean they should be Training us we are the one that are going to be fighting!”

“I know Ron but we have to play it cool. They are starting to see the truth that Potter can’t save them. I spoke with the headmaster today and he assured me that the Order needs us. That means they are sure to start training us. You just need to be patient and focused.”

“I know it’s just hard to wait and I want revenge on Potter. I want him to die slowly for all the death and destruction he has caused. He killed my sister and broke up my family! Fred and George have left mum with nothing! All that money they are making and they are not giving us any of it because they are siding with that murdering bastard!” The Gryffindor’s temper was getting the better of him and he was almost yelling at his girlfriend. He hated how his Brothers were hoarding away money. Money that should be his after all he was the one they tested their pranks on.

“Lower you voice others will hear you. Don’t worry so much tomorrow we will seek out Malfoy and get proof that he is training Potter to be a death eater. Also we got our first payment from the daily prophet for last weeks story on Potter potion addiction story.”

“Really? How much did we get?”

“80 Galleons. Forty for you forty for me.”

“Brilliant.” Ron gave her a passionate kiss. “You are the Smartest witch in the wizarding world.”

“I know. Now let’s hurry on to dinner. We’ll finish this later.” She said giving her boyfriend a seductive smile. They didn’t see the terrified Gryffindor hiding behind the bookcase.

XXxxXXxxXXxx

“Where were you today?”

“What do you mean Blaise? I have been at classes all day.” Draco gracefully sat down to dinner. Trying to not look like he was avoiding anyone.

“No you haven’t you missed double potions.”

“Well that you can blame on Crabbe and Goyle. They didn’t wake me up this morning then you can blame yourself because you took the last of my hair gel! There was no way I was going out in public with bed head!” he really needed an award for his acting. Lying to his best friend was normally hard because he didn’t like deceiving Blaise. He felt no guilt over this because Harry was more important. His was life was hanging on a thread that was so wound tight any bit of strain and it would snap.

“I wanted impress someone. Unfortunately he’s no longer in Snape’s class.”

“You mean you had your schedule changed because of a crush?!”

“Shhh… I’ve got my eye on someone but I’m not going to go after him yet.”

“Why not? Who is he?”

“He’s shy, a pureblood but he’s in a different house and I’m not sure he’s gay.”

“Wait there was only one student removed from Snape’s class.” Draco eyes widened with the realization that just hit him and the blush on Blaise’s face just confirmed.

“NO!” Just than whole hall turned to them. So much for not drawing attention to himself.
“No, Blaise, I told you may not borrow Armani robes for your date. Now stop bugging me!” the whole hall went back to their own dinners since there was nothing news worthy happening at the Slytherin table. Once they were no longer the focus of everyone’s attention Draco questioned his friend’s taste in men.

“Longbottom? Blaise what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking that he’s everything my mother wanted for me to marry. He’s smart...” Blaise ignored the snort that Draco made in disbelief. “He’s handsome, he’s a pure blood and he’s…”

“Bloody rich. He’s just below the Malfoy’s on the galleon scale.”

“I’m not interested in his money. I still have what my dad left me.”

“Which one?”

“Dray” Blaise growled.

“Okay, okay I get it you want Longbottom. I guess I can live with that I mean Out of the Gryffindor he’s less likely to turn on you.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Remember that house turned on Potter I think he was the only one who didn’t. He brought some of his things that he managed to save to Snape office the day after we found him.” That day he found Harry was one he was never going to forget and it made him want to protect the boy, to hide him away from the world that had hurt him. He wanted to know why he didn’t fight back. But most of all he wanted to know how the beautiful Elfin boy stole his heart.

“Yeah that is true it just proves how sweet he is. You know I don’t believe Potter is with the Dark lord.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean why would he join someone who was cause for his Parents death? That and the fact he loved the littlest Weasley like a sister the guy is starved for affection. He’s like a puppy looking for a home. Hey can I ask you something?”

“Sure what is it?”

“Did Potter Die?”

“What?! No! Why do you say that?” Draco was choking on his pumpkin juice.

“Well No one’s really seen him since that morning. Not even the papers have reported any but trash. I mean who is crazy enough to believe that Potter is a death eater and potion addict? Anyway if he didn’t die where is he?”

“He alive and he’s round but I think he’s not willing to face the Lion death squad. You should keep an eye on the lions den. Look what they did to Potter think he a spy there is no telling what they would do to us Slytherins. Call a meeting tonight I want to make sure the younger years aren’t in danger.”

“You’re right. Maybe I should give up on Neville I mean he is a Gryffindor.” Blaise slumped in his seat in defeat.

“I didn’t say that you should give up. I just want you be careful. He seems to be the only one not effect by Weasley’s kill Potter speech at the welcome feast but that doesn’t mean he’ll he running to you with open arms.”

“Point taken.” The two finished eating in silence.

Draco Noticed that Granger and Weasley seemed to be extra cheering this evening it unnerved him. “Blaise what’s with the mudblood and weasel?”

“Not sure but they look like the just found a million Galleons.” Blaise glared.

“They are up to something. I don’t like it. I think at the meeting we should set up a surveillance of the two. There’s a chance they are after more then Potters blood.”

“Like his fame and the money that goes with it. I’ll set it up. Potter Is our hope for a free world and not taking the Dark Mark We won’t let the lions get him.”

“I’ll meet you in the common room I have an earn for Professor Snape.” Draco excused himself and left for the third floor. He was sadden by the fact Harry was right. People do see him as a means to an end. Blaise meant well but him and the other Slytherins only saw Harry as a way in avoiding the dark mark.

Harry was much more than that. He was a mystery and yet so simple in his needs. There was a story behind Harry not The boy who live but Harry. How was he related to Snape and how was it possible that he was an Elfin. Those were just some of the questions that were spinning in his head. Right now they would have to wait he needed to Check on the Sleeping Elfin.

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Harry tossed in his sleep as he was trapped in the grave yard yet again.

“You seem to like watching his death.”

“No I don’t you sick Bastard.” Harry Snarled at the invading voice.

“You’re right. I like watching his death.” Voldemort laughed. “I like watch you break each time you see it. Soon your mind will be opened to be and I shall the secrets you are hiding from me.”

“You won’t break me and you can go fuck yourself.”

“Insolence! Crucio!”

“AHHHHH!”

“You will obey me!”

“FUCK OFF! CRUCIO!” Harry was tossed back into is own mind and into the Arms of a worried Draco Malfoy.

“We’ve got to spot meeting like this.” Draco smiled trying to hide his worry.

“You again? Why are you here?” Harry Snarled as he tried to hide his blush. This was the second time he way lying in the Slytherin’s arms.

“I told you Potter I was going to come and check on you. And it’s a good thing I did you almost fell out of bed.”

“Big Deal.”

“Here is a potion for your pain. And you are going to stay in bed.”

“Malfoy I’m not a little kid. I can take care of myself.”

“Oh really, then how come you weigh almost nothing?” ignoring the gapping Elfin Draco Summoned his personal house elf Sissy.

“Yes master Draco?” the little elf squeaked.

“Bring me some chicken broth and fresh bread.”

“Yes sir.” Then she popped out.

“What are you doing Malfoy?

“Since you probably haven’t eaten awhile, your stomach will reject solid foods. So it will be broth and soft moist bread till you can adjust to food again.”

“I’m not going to eat it.”

“Oh yes you are and I’m not leaving till you do.”

“Fine!” Harry snapped but in side he started to feel warm and safe. He wondered why.