The Product of Time,
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
10,356
Reviews:
55
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Hello my faithfull readers,
Sorry it has taken me so long to update. I hit a brick wall with this but i am hoping that after this not so great written chapter, the block will be gone. Also I have had word ffrom my doctor... I am having a baby GIRL!!!!!!!! My husband and I are so excited!! Just thought I would share the news with you. Enjoy this chapter and please review, I need to hear from you to be able to decide whether I should complete this story.
Love Irishangle. xxxx
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Hermione and Ron were panicking. Where the hell was the Potter brat? They had not spent seven years of their school existence to loose the git now. They had no idea what had happened. One minute they had been in potions and the next the brat, the chuckle twins and the ferret, had vanished all because that incompetent twit Longbottom had once again shown his inapt potions skills.
What the hell happened? Someone can’t just disappear. It was impossible. There was an upside to this, Malfoy had gone with them to where ever they were so at least Potter would not be enjoying himself. They could at least take comfort in that.
Hermione was furious. She hated that freak. Someone who was famous for something that they didn’t even do. She couldn’t stand him. He didn’t take pride in his appearance, he didn’t take pride in his school work, he always tried to play the hero and people loved him. For some reason he didn’t have to try and prove himself. Dumbledore kissed his arse, girls fawned all over him and that stupid git didn’t care. He didn’t care that she had to constantly prove herself to the magical world. To prove that she belonged there. That she was worth something.
That’s why she agreed to help Him all those years ago. He promised her that she would have her very own place in a world that would never really accept her. He promised that she would have all the glory that the knowledge she carried was worth it. When all this was over and He had taken His rightful place as ruler of magical world she was promised a place in the history books as someone who cared enough about the welfare of this world to put her life on the line to bring about the end of three unworthy people who currently resided there.
Then there was Ron. He was in this too. Ron was promised money to make things easier on his family. All he had to do was act as the jealous but devoted best friend. He really was extremely jealous of Harry Potter. That boy had everything that Ron and his family didn’t. He had attention, he had true friends, he had fame which he did not appreciate (the stupid moron), he didn’t have to work very hard to get the things that he wanted. Ron hated him with a passion. He always had. He grew up listening to his mother and sister harp on and on about how poor Harry Potter must be suffering with out his mother and father. What a wonderful boy to have saved the magical world from the torture that was the Voldemort. What a load of shit!! All he did was sleep in his crib which his stupid mother jumped in front of and got herself blown up. How could he be famous for that? Stupid prick.
Hermione and Ron sat together behind one of the green houses where they couldn’t be seen so they could figure out what they were going to do.
“I do not want to be the one that explains this to Him! He’s gunna be so pissed!” exclaimed Ron.
“We have to tell him though. If he finds out from someone else there will be hell to pay. But its not like we knew that it was going to happen. I guess the best way to maybe stay out of the blame is to tell Adonis that we are researching ways to fix it.” said Hermione.
“Do you think that He will accept that ?” asked Ron quietly.
“It’s all we have.” Hermione sighed. “I can’t believe that little squib managed to completely ruin a simple potion like the Draught of the Living Death! That imbecile!”
They sat there in silence for a few moments. Each contemplating their next move. Each going over the lesson and what happened.
Hermione gave a great sigh.
“I guess we better send a message to Adonis.” She got out her quill and a piece of parchment And began the letter:
**Adonis..
During potions today the squib fucked up and we lost the freak. Along with Draco Malfoy and Fred and George Weasley. We are currently doing research to figure out what went wrong, and find a way to fix it.
We will keep you up dated with our or any other progress.
Pipit**
Hermione rolled up the letter after she charmed it not to look like her writing. They went up to the owlery together and sent the letter off to Him. As they left they were both hoping that the repercussions of this latest misadventure.
They just hoped that where ever potter and the others were, it would be someplace that potter would come back broken and unable to fight. Their lives depended on it.
Sorry it has taken me so long to update. I hit a brick wall with this but i am hoping that after this not so great written chapter, the block will be gone. Also I have had word ffrom my doctor... I am having a baby GIRL!!!!!!!! My husband and I are so excited!! Just thought I would share the news with you. Enjoy this chapter and please review, I need to hear from you to be able to decide whether I should complete this story.
Love Irishangle. xxxx
*****************************************************************************************************************
Hermione and Ron were panicking. Where the hell was the Potter brat? They had not spent seven years of their school existence to loose the git now. They had no idea what had happened. One minute they had been in potions and the next the brat, the chuckle twins and the ferret, had vanished all because that incompetent twit Longbottom had once again shown his inapt potions skills.
What the hell happened? Someone can’t just disappear. It was impossible. There was an upside to this, Malfoy had gone with them to where ever they were so at least Potter would not be enjoying himself. They could at least take comfort in that.
Hermione was furious. She hated that freak. Someone who was famous for something that they didn’t even do. She couldn’t stand him. He didn’t take pride in his appearance, he didn’t take pride in his school work, he always tried to play the hero and people loved him. For some reason he didn’t have to try and prove himself. Dumbledore kissed his arse, girls fawned all over him and that stupid git didn’t care. He didn’t care that she had to constantly prove herself to the magical world. To prove that she belonged there. That she was worth something.
That’s why she agreed to help Him all those years ago. He promised her that she would have her very own place in a world that would never really accept her. He promised that she would have all the glory that the knowledge she carried was worth it. When all this was over and He had taken His rightful place as ruler of magical world she was promised a place in the history books as someone who cared enough about the welfare of this world to put her life on the line to bring about the end of three unworthy people who currently resided there.
Then there was Ron. He was in this too. Ron was promised money to make things easier on his family. All he had to do was act as the jealous but devoted best friend. He really was extremely jealous of Harry Potter. That boy had everything that Ron and his family didn’t. He had attention, he had true friends, he had fame which he did not appreciate (the stupid moron), he didn’t have to work very hard to get the things that he wanted. Ron hated him with a passion. He always had. He grew up listening to his mother and sister harp on and on about how poor Harry Potter must be suffering with out his mother and father. What a wonderful boy to have saved the magical world from the torture that was the Voldemort. What a load of shit!! All he did was sleep in his crib which his stupid mother jumped in front of and got herself blown up. How could he be famous for that? Stupid prick.
Hermione and Ron sat together behind one of the green houses where they couldn’t be seen so they could figure out what they were going to do.
“I do not want to be the one that explains this to Him! He’s gunna be so pissed!” exclaimed Ron.
“We have to tell him though. If he finds out from someone else there will be hell to pay. But its not like we knew that it was going to happen. I guess the best way to maybe stay out of the blame is to tell Adonis that we are researching ways to fix it.” said Hermione.
“Do you think that He will accept that ?” asked Ron quietly.
“It’s all we have.” Hermione sighed. “I can’t believe that little squib managed to completely ruin a simple potion like the Draught of the Living Death! That imbecile!”
They sat there in silence for a few moments. Each contemplating their next move. Each going over the lesson and what happened.
Hermione gave a great sigh.
“I guess we better send a message to Adonis.” She got out her quill and a piece of parchment And began the letter:
**Adonis..
During potions today the squib fucked up and we lost the freak. Along with Draco Malfoy and Fred and George Weasley. We are currently doing research to figure out what went wrong, and find a way to fix it.
We will keep you up dated with our or any other progress.
Pipit**
Hermione rolled up the letter after she charmed it not to look like her writing. They went up to the owlery together and sent the letter off to Him. As they left they were both hoping that the repercussions of this latest misadventure.
They just hoped that where ever potter and the others were, it would be someplace that potter would come back broken and unable to fight. Their lives depended on it.