LEAGUE HEROES ON THE NEGATIVE with irresistible, URWISOWSKIM charm, nasty qualities, lack of self-maintenance, twinkle in his eye, a desire for freedom and existential problems (briefly: Dark motherfuckers)
What would you chose if you had the chance? You take to live on earth for a brief moment, that after a few dozen short years to be taken out of this world and have never been here do not come back? Or would you quit this? This is because the rule. If you choose life and choose death.
God would not be God, if he only zadawalał intellect. To truly be a God, he must rule the heart and transform them. God must be reflected in every smallest deed of his followers.
- Mahatma Gandhi (1869-1948)
Among the dead takes life, takes the truth amidst the lies, surrounded by darkness, the light lasts. Hence, I conclude that God is life, truth and light.
- Mahatma Gandhi (1869-1948)
-It is as if the beet came the causes and consequences of its existence, calling the result of reflection eternal Conflict Tubers and Press, and the rain held executive power for the Mystery. Do you understand me? - Sit down, Mr. Dursley - he said coldly.
- Your outside may scare a group of kids in this school, but ...
- I assure you, my kids are scared off at the school as much as people more and more powerful than myself. I repeat: let you sit down, Mr. Dursley.
standing, two men looked at each other: one, all red in the face, the second - a cool and composed.
- Oh, Severus. I see that you have found a few things - Dumbledore greeted him when arrived in the lounge.
- Yes. Some very interesting things - "said Snape, allowing his gaze wander to the Dursley. What he saw, he would laugh if it was not found in the bedroom things Potter. Dursley sitting very stiffly on the couch with both hands folded together on her lap. His eyes showed extreme fear, but said nothing. Dumbledore calmly sipping his tea.
- It's time we went back to school - he said, weaning his cup aside. - Mr Dursley, thank your lovely wife for tea, and you for your time. He waved his wand, Severus ...- and disappeared from the room.
still holding possessions in the crook of the arm Potter, Snape turned to Mr. Dursley, who stared at him, again angrily.
- Mr Dursley - silky voice, "Snape said. - I have some own ideas about what you did to Mr Potter. If you discover that the boy has become any harm because of you, directly or indirectly, I assure you that I will return to discuss the matter with you.
- I'm not afraid of you!
- Crucio. - Snape let the spell take just seconds before it stopped. Long enough However, to gain attention Dursley. Then, leaning close to your ear man, whispered: "-And you should.
Hermione has always been in the plans for a serious relationship. It had a scientific mind and has planned his life exactly as you planned your time to learn.
Its future looked like a colorful array of Review. Even
loving Weasleys' house was too crowded and not stacked like her taste, and Mrs. Weasley a very eccentric lady of the house as we would like to be Hermione. Hermione wanted have a house like in the picture: the clinically clean, white kitchen, a Labrador retriever dog, white picket fence, two lovely children and a loving partner, which could rely on and who would understand the culture equally muggles and wizards. Ron
rejected because he was too impetuous. Hermione waited for the ideal.
And her hypothetical ideal had nothing to do with Draco Malfoy.
Hermione came up on me that her ideal partner would have brown eyes, is fond of animals ... and in general is the one Draco Malfoy was not in the slightest.
Draco Malfoy, the hypocrite, narcissus, semen Death Eaters. Draco sorry-I-in-Cupboard-When-clas-Morality Malfoy. Too handsome to be safe, too in love with myself to love him, too typical Malfoy to rely on it.
Draco Malfoy was the exact opposite of the man I dreamed of Hermione. Therefore, she decided to ignore this new concept, this crazy idea to bind to it. She hoped that in the end it gets to him, told himself that he is very mature, she was certain that whatever you do, it will not change the sentence.
On the other hand, Draco Malfoy at all not plan their future. He was used
that always gets what he wants. I was not accustomed to refuse, simply do not accept the message.
Copiątkowy aurorów march through Hogsmeade, where fail this end of the week, as usual, is loud, laughing, homely. Harry's every now and then someone slaps on the back, someone pulls the elbow, someone laughs his ear. Only one person holds to a certain isolation from that, but for unknown reasons, is always accompanies them.
- have acted like a man once, Malfoy - Harry said, joining to him.
- If only once, then I have to keep it yourself for a special occasion. - He hears the answer. - Or maybe you already have used this time?
- I think that nobody would be offended if human behavior will come to you in the habit.
sky becomes crimson hue, and the screams are a bit muffled. Silence does not bother Harry, is like the world around him: a warm, serene, tranquil.
Chimerstry storm haired girl in the face of Luna Lovegood recognize.
- Hotels - says, unceremoniously pushing him something in hand, and he disappears.
Harry straightens toes. On the open palm rests battered milk.
- Ah. I was hoping that it will do me the honor and accept my offer to accompany you to the prom.
Hermione raised her eyebrows.
- And why you come to invite me so late?
Draco a bit panicked.
- I ... um ... And suddenly
fury that lurked in the Hermione over the past few days, sprang to her feet and jumped into his throat.
- Oh, it turned out that what you do not have to go, so deigned to appear. Yes! Someone you rejected, and you thought to myself that your safest bet is to invite a poor, lonely Hermione! Well, now I know that you are ...
- Excuse me! - Draco interrupted her. - No, I'm not. And you do not know! You are devoid of feelings psychopatką! At Merlin! I sang for you damn song. Woman, what can I do to make you believe me? Full striptease in the middle of the Great Hall?
It was very suggestive. But Draco is still screaming.
- Odtrąciłaś me so many times that I have a damn dizzy, you stupid Gryfonko, and now come here again, regardless of how embarrassing it would be for me, if you refuse me again because I thought that, if not with anyone I'm going, you manage to convince you that the only person I would like to go, are you!
- Oh ...
- And how dare you insinuate that anyone who rejected me! - He added indignantly. - Me! Do not be ridiculous!
Hermione suppressed laughter. Did not intend to let him yell at each other just because it was so funny at the same time.
Moreover, recourse in this situation, the humor would be a cheap trick.
- Draco Tell me why you actually want to go with me? - Asked an official tone.
did not answer.
She looked at him sharply, and then followed with his fascinated gaze, focused on her cup of coffee.
- Draco!
blinked.
- Huh? Oh, yes. Sorry. What You asked?
- Why. Do you want to. Go. With. Me ... Oh, the gates of Azkaban, drink the damn coffee, so if you must.
never seen anyone move so fast.
Between one and another sip of coffee Draco said something like "I love you" but it sounded very vaguely, and Hermione did not believe anything, what he said an addict, who was in the grip of his addiction.
- I want to go with you because ... - Draco paused for a moment - you're sweet?
- Try. More.
- I ... because ... Oh, listen, Hermione! I am a Malfoy! Do not show anything in the kind of honest emotion, and even more feelings. I'm not even sure if we recognize as lawful the marriage of love. We could not just ... accept the note of the fact that when I say nothing, then you know that ... I am saying is these things that say people who are ...
- Normal?
Hermione pushed a chair and stood up. At the same time noticed that the glow of fire began to bounce in front of her bamboszy plastic in the shape of rabbits.
- Tell me, Draco. Why is it that you are a Malfoy, would be the reason why I should treat you exceptionally?
looked at standing on a table an empty cup, and when she raised her head, face, Draco was very close.
Dazed, she looked straight into his eyes. She saw her own image reflected in the panels of molten silver.
Draco był nieco zdenerwowany, nie mógł złapać oddechu i wyglądał cholernie seksownie.
- Cóż. Malfoyowie posiadają pewne zalety, które rekompensują niewielkie niedogodności.
Nie uderzyła go.
Zamierzała go uderzyć, właśnie w chwili, kiedy poczuła jego usta na swoich. Zamierzała uderzyć go tak mocno, żeby zobaczył wszystkie gwiazdy... zaraz po tym jak wyplącze dłonie z jego włosów, zaraz po tym jak uwolni się spod tych gorących, namiętnych, utalentowanych warg, zaraz po tym jak przestanie wydawać ten żenujący odgłos, gdy popchnął ją na stół i..
Odsunął się. Hermiona poczuła się dotknięta.
- I co powiesz na to?
- ...ardz... - Hermiona wzięła się w garść. - Musisz się bardziej postarać – oznajmiła chłodno. – I proszę, użyj słów.
Draco czuł się kompletnie wykończony. Po mistrzowsko wykonanym pokazie talentów Malfoyów (choć od wieków nie był prawiczkiem), nie był w stanie skonstruować żadnego logicznego zdania.
Poza “weź mnie tu i teraz”.
Czasami poważnie zastanawiał się, czy aby naprawdę nie przynosi hańby swojemu nazwisku.
- To dlatego, że... ty... jesteś This intelligent, but you have all these rules that I do not understand, but for some reason, I believe that they are very attractive ... Hermione
softened.
- Would you like to say that thanks to me, you become a better person?
Draco grimaced.
- Something in that sense. Please do not tell anyone about it. Apparently everyone
Malfoy had set the limit above which could no longer bear a higher dose of morality.
- If you accept - Draco said suddenly - it's nothing I will not regret it. The case of the rat. Him that the name of the Malfoys were ravished. That my father threatens to attack. Even ... this wedding. Nothing. Because then it will all make sense ... if they agree.
- And if not?
Draco curled his lips.
- Then, in spite of everything, I'll have to try zdybania Potter in the shower.
Hermione laughed.
I did terribly stupid and extremely unusual thing. But Draco was standing there, looking absolutely wonderful. Clearly he felt so insecure, and did not behave like a classic Slytherin.
I first concluded that no doing this on purpose.
reached out.
- I'll go with you.
Draco smiled.
- Eeee ... But I have to change.
- You do not have to do it for me - Draco assured her. - If you want, I can dance all night with you, dressed in pajamas. But if you think that skimpy negligee would be more appropriate for this occasion ...
Pacnęła it manual.
- Be polite. I bet you're a terrible dancer.
- I am a great dancer - was indignant.
- Even if you're not a rat?
Draco looked at her reproachfully. I suddenly remembered something.
- Eeee .. Hermione ... I think it would be better to wait for you outside. Because you know, I was forced to use very convincing persuasion to get here i. .. I think the Fat Lady would not be too happy to see me with another woman ...
Hermione was torn between a feeling of awe and admiration.
- Do you mean that duped ... portrait? How is that possible? Do you have the portraits of hormones?
Draco raised his head high.
- If As for the Malfoys, we all have hormones.
This time, she could not help laughing.
- Draco ... You zwierzaku.
evening, before the ball, Hermione kissed goodbye all. Both couples had offered to go along with them, but definitely refused.
- How do you want - quickly agreed Ron, throwing a glance at Cho. - I think this will be my lucky night. Harry
emu zaparło breath with indignation.
- Come with us Hermione. We certainly will not do anything obscene.
- just as he seems - she mumbled Ginny muttered.
cunning vixen.
Five minutes earlier, before the entrance to the common room, Draco Malfoy's most experienced non-specific panic attack.
remembered that in honor of the ball, Gryffindors decided to change the password ... and he did not know the new one.
Damn. Even now, Murphy
persecute him!
He stood there in his new clothes, after three hours spent in front of the mirror styling, ready to take the emotional challenges. (Contrary to one of the most important principles of the Code Malfoys - paragraph 33: Never get involved. I really do. Never!)
He stood there, pensive, lonely, and he said to himself.
- How do I go next to Fat Lady ... oh, wait a minute! It is, after Fat Lady. Lady. It's a woman! And I'm Draco Malfoy! Okay, so the problem solved.
course, a conversation with yourself can sometimes lead to resolution of certain issues.
If you are deadly seksowym.
Draco smoothed his robes, and so pristine, threw back her hair and smiled as his grandmother taught him wila, in a way that caused the mirror, falling from the walls, consisted of advances toward him. He leaned
the wall and drove his fiery eyes on the Fat Lady's portrait.
- What would a girl like you doing here, hanging with such an entry like this?
next morning, Draco stared gloomily at the coffee and mused over his current situation.
Evil was defeated. What was surprisingly positive thing, because - this time - it's not the villain he was.
Score: Malfoy - one. Murphy (and you, you bastard!) - Zero.
But now ...
now have problems with your emotional life. He had a problem with getting the girl.
It seemed so ... abnormal.
A Boy Who Lived, But No. Well, actually not had this kind of life, trying to associate it with her friend. Ha! Harry Potter, the one not recognize a piquant situation, even if they jumped naked into his bed!
If only he knew what he was doing wrong.
frowned. Still he was rich, right? Oh, yes, he was very rich. Mmmm ... hmmm. Yes, that's so secret account in a Swiss branch of Gringotts bank, so please, augmented my fortune, yet, yet, ooo yeah.
He was still charming, witty, sexy bastard. At the other end of the table Blaise Zabini and Pansy just rolled out of the line.
I was still delicious. Right? It is true that so?
Although, for that matter, already a quarter gone by since the last time check if everything is right in his hair. He raised his spoon
to eye level.
There are still wonderful. Oh, yes. Does his facial features could be more perfect? No. Unless you describe it Homer.
So what's the problem?
Draco sighed. Apparently, he was already time for a radical move. He fixed on Hermione
Fiery Gaze. It placed its great promise. He coached them last night at Pansy, who shouted sickly, and wczepiła wavered in his clothes.
had to yell several times, "The Woodsman" before someone came to his rescue.
strengthened even more fiery glance. As soon as you look at him, he planned to send her a smile, "bothered me."
not looked! Continue reading the newspaper. She was a woman
cold as steel.
Draco hugged affectionately to each cup of coffee. Achhh, sweet caffein faithful lover. You never disappointed me.
When the owl appeared, twitched nervously, and poured a T-shirt. Yesterday
Lucius Malfoy in the end he wrote a letter to his son. Strictly forbade him to invite him to the ball by Ron Weasley.
could not bear anything more.
Crabbe grabbed an envelope before they flew to the plate Draco.
- What is it? - Draco asked dully.
- Looks like ... wedding invitations - Goyle replied. - Ah ... Draco ... Why dźgasz a butter knife?
- kill me - Draco groaned. - Do me a favor.
Rejected by the woman. Just read the document most macabre in his short life.
And oh, Merlin, Edmund Small-Sword-Palant Baddock just collided with Hermione. Again.
On top of this coffee on his shirt.
- Et Tu Brute! - Muttered, distracted.
Draco - a. Murphy - 17842.
Draco began to wonder how to steal Seamus Prozac.
Harry emu and Ron finally managed to catch Draco. The boy was still deathly pale and shaking.
- Odwalcie up! - He said. - I want to be alone now, dammit. And if you still do not have the intention to go, at least give me a mirror. I want to see if everything is okay with my hair.
Harry and Ron took him from two sides.
- Oh, here we go again - Draco groaned. - I am a student, not a criminal! None
Malfoy was not criminal.
Practically speaking, no one was a criminal, until he was caught.
- No, no, you'll see that you like it - he promised Harry. - Look through the window, where the lake ... do you see? Colin wants to cross to the other side!
looked at a small figure, which pushed the water the boat and began rowing toward Hogsmeade.
They watched as the boat slowly emerges from a giant squid. They heard a squeak coming from afar Colin scared when the monster oplótł him hard, and its tentacles waving in the air.
Draco stretched himself with delight, leaned out the window and burst into malicious laughter.
Regret, repent, ye who mess with Malfoyami, for verily I say unto you, they are cruel, ruthless motherfuckers.
- I guess I'll go for a little stroll to the lake - he said innocently. - You know. Views.
Eee ... yes. You will Now a good boy?
- Ha! Do you want to!
- Harry just asked if we will not try powyrywać limbs?
- I can not promise - Draco muttered defiantly.
- Over the next five minutes?
- And, yes, well. Get off of me, either.
Finally, all three stood on his feet.
Draco crossed his arms on his chest, clearly implying that he is greatly offended.
- Get out of my sight, incompetent idiots - he commanded. - Have failed me, I'm very angry.
- Please forgive him, professor - turned to Harry Director. - Sometimes I forget that people are not allowed sprites.
- Not pyskuje me here! - Fuknął Draco - released a Creeveya, fools. Leave the room immediately, or your ears will be in the oven! Come on, I'm serious. Forums with the manor! Dumbledore sent the boys
tactful nod.
When closed the door behind them, Draco turned eyes on the director. He frowned and looked at the professor, though he had before him home from the wayward gnome beards hypertrophy.
- I am glad to see that you remain on such good terms with Gryfonami - Dumbledore said the cordial tone.
- Oh yes, rather than prosecute the murderer, Let's discuss more about my social life - Draco remarked coldly.
- I'm just glad that you found a friend - said Dumbledore quietly.
- I also probable that the occasion was disinherited - added Draco gloomily. Taking into account all the pros and cons, he'd rather be tortured. - Why do you have returned me the head? Trust me, you'd better see to it that their golden boy. I'm not even gold plated.
Dumbledore uśmiechnął się.
- Cóż, praktycznie rzecz biorąc jesteśmy rodziną. Och, o niczym pan nie wie? Mój brat, Aberforth i pański wujek Hannibal zdecydowali się razem zamieszkać. Wesele odbędzie się tego lata.
Tylko kilka rzeczy mogło sprawić, żeby Malfoyowie zapomnieli o zabójczej furii.
To właśnie była jedna z nich.
- A-Aberforth Dumbledore? – powiedział Draco słabo. – Ten, o którym pisały gazety w związku z tym obscenicznym skandalem z... capami?
- Dokładnie - potwierdził Dumbledore. - Słyszałem, że suknia ślubna Hannibala jest niezwykle piękna.
Draco froze for a moment to a complete standstill.
Then he said very slowly and clearly reproachfully
- Now I leave. And I ask that you tried to not cause any problem for me mental when I left the office.
Harry and Ron were incredibly surprised when Draco fell out of the director's office, screaming hysterically.
- What did he say? - Asked Harry, a wild scream echoed in the corridors.
- Eeee ... "Let the damn hits the educational system? - "Said Ron uncertainly.
- Uh - Harry blinked. - Sometimes I seriously worry him.
- Well, it can end just like his uncle.
- Oh, Hannibal Malfoy?
- Have you heard about him? - Ron seemed slightly surprised. - But you never know nothing about it.
- Who has not heard of Hannibal?
next day Hermione reveled in the prevailing calm around her. Draco did not insist on a common doctrine, did not force her to watch kretyńskich programs instituted around and no fuss.
ceased to molest her. Everything was back to normal.
It was very nice. I was not at all annoyed or distracted, Harry Potter, many thanks!
If this guy once say something like that, the pressure on him with a fork.
Hermione glanced at the table Slytherins - the only way to make sure that Malfoy is sitting in his place! Just because ...
He was not there. Full
bad feelings, Hermione felt fear in the great hall where all the lights went out. This feeling was very intense and specific.
- And now - announced Dumbledore - Mr. Malfoy, who expressed his wish entertain us a song in his own execution. In the Great Hall
appeared Draco. He walked slowly, carrying a guitar Dean. The light reflected from the hair, creating around his head glowing halo.
from under the moonlight his eyes gleamed devilishly.
hundred girls drew loud air. For almost ran out of room oxygen.
When he bent over his guitar, the shadows long lashes highlighted the beautiful shape of his cheekbones.
Hermione was furious when she realized that it was almost hypnotized by the sight.
Oh, no, oh please, let him not be so ... He
closer, aimed straight toward the spot where she sat. His eyes, staring only at her, glistening ... demonically.
knew that it would not! I know, damn, he knew exactly how much her attention is focused on him! I also knew that, did not intend to leave!
He began to sing, nudging the strings with your fingers, a voice much lower and more raspy than that, they usually say. Terrified
Hermione felt that humming.
All sat staring at him, fascinated, trembling like the strings in his hand. He was Draco Malfoy, overwhelming manipulator.
And then I jumped a few heads, recognizing what he sings. Shocked
Hermione drew loud air.
Draco looked at her and for her singing.
The Hall heard a short sigh. Hermione almost smiled, seeing his determination and composure and remembered when lying on her bed saying, "What else can I do?"
touch his lips on hers during the Quidditch match.
Draco on numerology, saying "I want to draw your attention."
Draco leaning toward her now, and almost unbelievable how ignorant the rest of the people present in the Hall. Draco Malfoy, exactly what should not want, arrogant, untrustworthy and corrupt - trying to get what she wanted.
Hermione stared at the cold, gray eyes, trying to come up with ... whatever.
When the siren voice fell silent, there was a moment of silence. Draco stood in front of her bright hair fell on his face. Waited for her reaction.
But Malfoy never waits too long. He sent her a kiss
and left room, without waiting for applause.
Instead, applause rang out around her - a cacophony of sounds, among which tried to collect thoughts. She grabbed the counter, still trembling and could not believe what just happened. Finally, understand one thing.
Malfoyowie never give up.
- young master Malfoy! Dobby happy to see you. Dobby the last few months he hopes to meet the young master.
- Yeah, well, Draco was very busy - Draco said without raising his head from the table. - Draco promised to visit you often, if only Draco could ask, very ask for coffee, immediately. Draco is suffering from too much blood concentration in the system kofeinonośnym.
- of course, of course ...
podczołgał bravely to the place where the night before he left his clothes. He founded a variety of garments more or less relevant parts of the body, hardly took the right attitude Homo Erectus, and staggered to the door.
He felt like a vampire on hunger, and looked as if he had just rose from the grave.
Coffee! Must ... Coffee!
Before he came to the Great Hall, can be reassured that it was thrown upon him the curse of caffeic Haunted Hunger, which is likely to affect all of their descendants.
Due to the ridiculously early time of day, The Great Hall was almost empty.
at one table Ravenclaw two kissed and taught at the same time - typically krukoński ideal of romance.
- It should not be allowed - Draco thought aloud. - This view receives appetite.
- Just like your view, it takes me, Malfoy.
great. Member Hogwarckiej Dream Team. A typical irony. Typical Hermione Granger - gets up at six in the morning, to learn.
- Granger, lonely, with a book? What a pathetic - and so predictable.
Zavadowała him with her eyes.
- Malfoy, alone, without Crabbe Goyle `ai` a? Do brain cells that you share, not obumrą if oddalicie from each other for too long?
Yes, Professor Snape was an extremely unpleasant persona, but not poisoned her life. Crabbe'ai Goyle'a could look very soon. They were like a simple children's books - short words and uninteresting content.
Draco Malfoy was different.
If he was a book, probably resemble one of those monstrous textbooks Hagrid - impossible to read and often very nasty. If you are with great difficulty managed to finally open it and look inside, it seemed full of salacious content, incomprehensible sentences written poison pen, and it left in the belief that the essence of things has been encoded.
She tried to decrypt it, because the bastard all the time of their persecution. With daily observations indicated that it is vain, malicious and far too handsome to him could go for good. Reading between the lines, however, learned a few other things.
The boy was exhibitionist.
was spoiled to the bone. If you want someone's attention, simply to attract her with violence. Harry did not have to try here is that people saw him and I always wprawiało him uncomfortable. Ron desperately wanted to be in the spotlight, but he had no idea how to achieve this goal, and then how to behave.
Draco Malfoy was able to make everyone knew him; was able to catch the eyes of all present, and when I looked at him, clothed in their looks with nonchalance worthy of the Grand Duke of assuming one of hundreds of their coats.
Hermione remembered how vigorously mocked the Harry Slytherin table, and how his speech attracted the attention of Ravenclaw and Puchonów. She could not forget the moment when he began to read the article Rita Skeeter and Harry lżył, and the sound of his voice donośnego turned over to him all the faces. Still rang in her head, the tone, which wabił crowds, always everywhere. She knew that Draco is his own person in a position to overshadow everything. Whatever he did - he pretended that he was mortally wounded by hippogryph, scoffed loudly with Valentine's Day or just walking through the school in this special is-great-honor-for-Earth-That-Kalam-her-Me-feet way - focused wearing all the attention. When Hermione wybłagała
permission to have the TV to watch the Muggle world news, did not expect that her friends from the room popapranych become dependent on soap operas.
And certainly not suspected that become dependent on them Malfoy.
All present watched as Malfoy with great dedication, live gesticulating, discussing about the obscene, licentious relationships.
Well, everyone knew that the Slytherins love this kind of stuff.
- Oh, I Feel like at home. In general, I was not going to go to sleep.
- just to see if you're not angry - Harry reassured him.
Draco threw him perplexed look.
- What? I'm bad, Potter! Haloooo. Where have you been so far?
- Malfoy Yes, we know that you are lying, devoid of morality asshole - Hermione assured him.
Draco was clearly satisfied.
- will check only if you're not a servant of the Dark Lord.
- Malfoyowie are not servants of the dark - "muttered Draco. - Malfoyowie are officers in the service of evil.
- Khem ... - Hermione began. - If your father would have had you grovel in the dust under the feet of your master, you do it ...?
- In my new clothes? I think you're dreaming!
- If you would have had to check in a dark ritual, you do it ...?
- Forget about it and skoczmy for a drink. I'm too young such fun.
- Do you think the Dark Mark is ...?
- Oh, nasty and totally not scary. Will the evil there could be a little more tasteful? And besides, what if these people can even change color and the insidious evil? Look at those eye-catching, big signs on their shoulders. Quite inconspicuous, ha ha! And they call themselves Ślizgonami! Ha!
- And the last question. Highlights - Harry said with emphasis. - If you kazaliby cut his hand on the orders of Voldemort ...
- I'd have to disfigure? You are perverted freak, Potter!
Gryffindors fell silent and looked at one another.
- Well ... - Hermione concluded. - Practically speaking, he knew. But these are wrong answers.
Draco threw out his chest proudly.
Harry covered his hand on his hand.
- Welcome to the team - he said with a boyish smile.
- There is no need for you to touch me, Potter - Draco said sternly, a bit frightened. - It was a joke, right? And now, whether you would be so kind and went out of my bed?
- This means that now you have to be good - explained Ron.
- Ha! Wait tatka summer!
- Or at least a little less bad - gave way to Hermione.
- Will I be able to go to sleep if I disagree?
- Yes!
- And get a salary?
- No!
- Hmm ... no good.
- You see, Draco? - "Harry said sincerely. - Is not it nice? But could it be right away. If a few years ago, the train was not such an asshole!
- I was not an asshole! - Draco indignantly. - The red-haired nincompoop fun of my name! I had to give him a lesson!
Gryffindors looked at him in amazement.
- Well, I'm a bit touchy when it comes to my name - Draco growled. - It is the school motto, you know. First, they gave me this name, then told to study here. Parents can be really cruel. Why do not you call me right away Malfoy Neville Longbottom? They did not have to strain so ... Ron
apparently he is not sorry. Insensitive type.
- So long seven years zamieniałeś our lives in hell just because they're touchy on the point of his name?
- We Malfoyowie, we are vengeful native - "said Draco.
- Are you sick ... - Hermione said when coming out of the room.
last thing she saw was this horribly annoying smug face Draco.
When they closed the door behind him, only Hermione was hidden under his cape. Harry and Ron turned away, astonished eyes encountering someone standing in the hallway.
- Hello - "Harry said with an innocent smile. - I visited Draco. Do not go in there in your place. It is in bed. A few minutes later
Slytherins tried with all my strength to stop Pansy Parkinson before committing suicide.
then called for the immediate delivery Seamusowego Prozac.
Harry, Ron and Hermione went into the hallway and looked at one another.
- So ... that is, like Malfoy? - Ron asked tentatively.
- It looks like it - "Harry said.
silence.
- So - Ron challenge him - or in this case the snow falls in the summer? And we now have a honeymoon?
- I'm sure we'll hear about it in the weather forecast - "Hermione said.
When Madam Pomfrey ran onto the pitch to help Seamus, Hermione, Draco tried to learn.
- Sit down and shut up! Draco
He shook his head, and strands of his hair platinum fell on his face. The tone of his voice changed, however, when he noticed that Hermione is holding his hand. Cleverly
waving his fingers, grabbed her hand and shocked Hermione suddenly discovered that he was looking at a pair of steel, dreamy eyes, looking at it from above the junction of their hands.
- Do not worry - Draco murmured softly. - You're first on my list.
Hermione thought that people with such physicality as Malfoy's sake, they should undergo mandatory tests before they reach the right to walk down the street.
She thought also that Malfoy in my life have I ever use would such a test, and then shamelessly chosen to be seduced by the examiner.
These considerations have claimed it so much that he completely neglected the hand of deliverance.
Serious error.
The moment has passed aware of this, the inner side of the hand she felt his lips, and something hot and humid moved along its lifeline.
dismay stared at Draco. His eyes flickered among wisps of hair and dancing in the streaks of light pollen.
Attention all present turned suddenly from the field.
Draco let go of her hand a second earlier than he had a chance to jerk it with indignation.
- No, it's not you - he said. - Oh, boy. Going to be a long and busy day. Who's next? Some volunteers?
Hermione was nearly trampled to death by the crowd rushing towards him.
- This is a response from Mrs. Weasley - Harry said. - I command you to stay away from her children, addressed personally to you.
- nice to be appreciated - Draco murmured. - If every day someone has cursed me, I would feel that I am losing effectiveness.
At this critical moment entered the room and Hermione threw them look crazy.
She saw the boys gathered at the fire. Harry lay on his side holding up a book "Quidditch Through the Ages." Neville was busy making coffee. Ron spread the fierce face of chess, and Malfoy sat sprawled in a chair with the grace of a platinum cat. Long legs in tight jeans stretched out before him. Passing
, said goodbye to their absentee vote.
- Goodbye, Harry.
- Have fun, Ron.
- Good night, Neville.
- Get lost, Malfoy.
- I like to think we share something special - noticed Draco, dragging up lovely.
Hermione, stamping out loud, went to the girls' bedroom and slammed the door.
- Do not worry about it - "Harry said. - It's her normal behavior in this situation. Arrive at Christmas vacation, and she has not started to study for the summer semester.
- Well, Malfoy - Ron said grimly. - We'll see who is champion Szacho ... Patchwork
fell from the table, precipitated by the alarmed and panicked blond lightning.
- At Merlin! - Shouted Draco. - She is right! What was I thinking? Oh, I bet that everyone is in school! Damn, scheming Krukoni!
- Eeee ... - Wydukał Neville and blinked.
- There is no time for chess, you ore imbecylu! There's no time to breathe! Oh, oh, death, disaster, disaster education!
Draco Malfoy ran out, as if chasing furies.
Ron blinked, shaking off the surprise.
- It was ... horribly frightening.
soon began to speculate about the Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw match.
Everyone wondered if Ron would be cheering his best friend, or your best girlfriend. Would have a lot of fun, watching as the years from one end of the court to the other, shouting "Come on Harry!" Or "next baby." All
also wondered whether Draco Malfoy would be sitting in the Slytherins, or rather the Gryfonami, which recently spent a lot of time.
But it was interesting to whether Draco puts his jeans. He put
.
Professor Snape called it a stain on the name of Slytherin. Blaise Zabini called him a sexy bunny.
Draco decided that the two inflection.
Hermione was not at all surprised to see how Draco, brandishing a large silver-green flag, climbs the rostrum Gryffindor.
- On behalf of Slytherin embrace it in possession - announced, sitting down beside her. - Hi, honey.
- Hello, Malfoy - "Hermione replied. - I was looking for something on Elixir Wielosokowego.
- intellectuals are very attractive - Praised her Draco. - You could not get somewhere pair of goggles in such small gold-rimmed?
Hermione looked at him askance. He seemed completely baffled.
course, even those who betray the women's monasteries have more of a sense of decency than Malfoy.
- It seems that the problem that occurs when you use the potion to transform into an animal, you can use to make this a permanent condition - or at least that lasted until the spell is not broken in, um, traditional by ...
- Yes, yes - Draco interrupted her. - Please, skip this question.
- But it would be very difficult - she said seriously. - I do not have enough good people in elixirs that She could do it ... except you, me and Blaise Zabiniego.
- Well, it certainly was not Blaise - replied with a straight face. - He thinks I'm sexy bunny. And you're a woman, so presumably you share his opinion.
Hermione choked up.
- If only I could remember any of the details for this man - Muttered under his breath, instinctively patting her back.
thought.
Then, when he bit the man ...
felt some taste ... Some
... He was unable to call it ... But he could recognize him if he felt it again.
- Stop ... me ... beat ... after ... back ... - Hermione gasped.
Draco Malfoy stood up and loudly said:
- I have to lick every Gryffindor! There was the sound of
deaf impact, something like a pursuer fell from a broom.
If so go on, brain, Seamus will be permanently damaged.
I. .. so it began. Parvati and Lavender
bujały in pink clouds, vapors intoxicated happiness. Ginny (Jędza!) looked as if he was playing well. Dean seemed almost friendly with Malfoy. (Never trust a guitarist.) Neville became his errand boy.
Harry was shocked, and Ron was praying with my eyes closed, so it's all already over. Seamus took Prozac, which he sent me home.
Hermione watched him.
Malfoy is distributed in her bedroom and lying in the vicinity rozchichotanych girls with fascination watched subsequent episodes of "M is for love."
inclusion of music resulted in his attack of maniacal happiness. Blissfully
rolled Dean guitar and learned to play on it during the week. Then he absolutely refused to give it back. When he saw posters
Dean, tortured as football players - pins stuck in them, began to shriek.
exploding when he played the fool, do not even try to hide the cheating. Even after hundreds of attempts to explain to him what the game is fair play, he could not understand what the going on. Then Ron
challenged to a duel on the wizards chess and won. Throughout peany crowed in his honor, and finally Ron zdzielił him a chessboard.
pinched Harry emu copy of "Quidditch Through the Ages, read it from cover to cover, and then fiercely debated about with Harry Zwodu Wronski. Finally, exchange of views has changed in the exchange of blows and the battle turned into a broom.
Seeing this, he began to stammer Seamus about phallic symbols and ran out of room to take additional portion of Prozac.
Slytherins were very pleased that their captain bravely fought on the front lines, leading to loss of Gryffindor their small rozumków.
Hermione stated that Malfoy is outrageous behavior, and that probably is the most annoying man in the world.
She was horrified when she realized that it begins to get used to it.
Your wish is my command, you - "said Malfoy. - I came to get revenge. And to be up here so many trophies as much as I can.
Gryffindors were stupefied.
Draco came to the conclusion that with them is a fairly common condition.
- Summing up - he said, clearly elated. - I was the rat. Tra la la ... Who would have expected after a small Draco? Anyway, I spent my time surrounded by servants, slaves haremowych i. .. Oh, I almost forgot ... mortal enemies. Hm ... is quite complicated.
- Slytherins may eventually come to the conclusion that they must be rid of you - Hermione suggested. - Well I understand them.
Malfoy frowned, wondering about what she said.
- No - said a voice. – My, Ślizgoni, jesteśmy szczerymi i prostymi ludźmi. Po co zawracać sobie głowę transfiguracją, skoro istnieje coś takiego jak morderstwo doskonałe?
Właściwie, im dłużej Hermiona go słuchała, tym bardziej zaczynała jej się podobać ta druga opcja.
Malfoy rozparł się na krześle i przeciągnął leniwie. Wszystkie kobiety w pokoju wyciągnęły szyje, żeby mieć na niego lepszy widok.
Hermiona rzuciła Ginny potępiające spojrzenie. Ginny wzruszyła ramionami.
No naprawdę, rude to wredne jędze.
- Trochę się tutaj pokręcę – stwierdził Draco happily. - I will bring a bit of the sun into your dreary life. Adorn this niegustownie furnished saloon. And I was plotting plans of enslavement and torture of one of you. Dean Thomas Hand
twitched nervously, nudging the strings - guitar responded by issuing an extremely discordant chord. Excited
Malfoy jumped up from his chair.
Hermione was angry at myself for not escaped her mind, with what grace is adorned. Came to the conclusion that no one in these times is no longer able in such a sophisticated and graceful way to pick up from the chair.
- Oooo! It Muggle instrument? The one where you can play Muggle music? Such as are Butelsi?
Hermione thought that they had mistakenly said the band's name.
Dean nodded cautiously.
- Excellent! - Draco was glad. - Teach me how to make sounds seemed.
course, Malfoy and walked on numerology. But always he was staying away from her, so that the sea of \u200b\u200bheads rozdzielało Ravenclaw and mostly limited to quarrel on serious themes, closely related to the subject classes.
Hermione hoped that in the class to relax.
certainly do not expect any of this ...
Draco Malfoy had already spread out his notes and sat on the bench now, based on his fair head on the book of numerology.
Draco Malfoy was sitting in her desk!
puffed up as if it was the most normal thing in the world, though he had every right to that, though we all knew that it was her bench!
beamed at the sight of Hermione.
- Hi, - he said. - I thought that together we will be more lively.
- I'm not stupid, Malfoy - "she said soberly, putting books on the table. - Explain to me what are you doing here, then disappear.
looked at her. His gray eyes gleamed srebrzyły and like a mirror that reflected the improved image of herself. The picture that mirror Erised would show someone, for whom the most important thing in the world is beauty.
- I'm trying to get your attention - he explained calmly.
Hermione stood and stared at him until the room has not entered Professor Vector. Then quickly wślizgnęła się swoje miejsce.
Zaraz potem uświadomiła sobie, że siedzi w ławce z Malfoyem.
Do jasnej, ciężkiej cholery.
- No to ci się udało – syknęła. – Zawsze udaje ci się to udaje, prawda? Tak samo, jak na trzecim roku, gdy uderzyłam cię w twarz... tego właśnie chcesz?
- Na wrota Azkabanu, Granger, ty bestyjko – wymruczał Malfoy.
Hermiona starała się swoim wybuchem wściekłości nie przeszkadzać innym.
Zniżyła głos i siliła się na spokój.
- Malfoy. Czego ty właściwie chcesz?
- Och, no wiesz. Wody kolońskiej o concentrated scent of male pheromones. Empire, which I can wield. Harem full of women the most beautiful of the East - for a moment paused and smiled. - Oh, and world peace.
- I asked seriously!
- Please calm, Miss Granger - turned its attention to Professor Vector. - You can deal with Mr Malfoy whispering sweet nothings to my lesson.
Hermione turned purple. Malfoy took an innocent face and went straight to the book.
And, much to Hermione's disgust, it was everything. Malfoy did not try to have her nervous, or talk with her - which is right out onto the same. He seemed completely absorbed numerology.
And his face beamed satisfaction. Too hard.
attracted attention as a single point on the horizon shining. Hermione tried to focus on the invocation of results, but it does-not-up-so-handsome face, with far too fair skin so it dekoncentrowała that eventually completely lost its way and its results began to dance before my eyes.
only thing that distracted Draco was a single strand of bright, shiny hair, which still fell over his eyes. Every time it odgarniał increasingly impatient movement.
At the end of this lesson numerology worst of all time, and immediately got up, probably for the thousandth time, he had to move the annoying lock of hair.
rolled his eyes.
- I cut them. It's hopeless.
- Oh, and I will impose a ton of gel? This is just hopeless - Hermione snorted. - It is much better.
She should bite the tongue.
Malfoy raised his eyebrows.
- I'll have that in mind, Granger. I feel połechtany mile.
- Well, you are broken after the case with Cho?
"Many thanks, you shimmy niedomówieniami mistress of suspense" - thanked Draco. - "Barrrdzo helps me to realize. And now I thought you niegryfońskopodobna enough to have the hormones. "
Harry Potter, the boy, who was always in the spotlight, with embarrassment frowned and lowered his eyes.
- No ... After I said that everything is OK, and so it is - he replied briefly.
"Oh, and the whole thing" - he croaked Draco. - "And I have to work with something like that? You goddamn coward coward lined - forget it! "
Judging is over, Ginny was thinking exactly the same. Draco
kombinował like a madman.
"Okay, I got an idea. Maybe it was just a mere infatuation. Say it! Tell me! "
- Maybe ... - Harry is jammed in the horribly long time.
Ooooh, look at this as aseksualnie as the boy, which was created by Budding.
- Maybe it was just a mere infatuation - Harry finished.
"Yes! Yes! Potter, you are wonderful! "
At Merlin, MUST get away from the Gryffindor, because otherwise no guarantee that they do not join the fan club potterystycznego.
not. Draco swore to myself that if ever this happens, choose the honorable death by suicide.
"Try this" - he suggested. - "I was looking for love ... but I'm beginning to suspect that it was looking for all the wrong places. "
Draco realized that this is incredibly sentimental, but the girls łykały such cuts.
Besides, Harry Potter and the heroic not so zmiażdżyłby Ginny in a passionate embrace and panted in her ear: "If I want something, you just take - on the floor if needed - are you hot, sexy tygrysico."
Anyway - thought Draco proudly - and so it only works in my case .
- I was looking for love, but I'm beginning to suspect that it was looking for all the wrong places.
Harry's eyes glistened when he spoke. It's like ... He began to believe it.
No no, there was no place for honesty! Draco tried to seduce someone someone's mouth and did not wish further complications!
How, for example, overly involved Harry.
But it seemed that Ginny bought it too. Well, at least as good.
- Oh, Harry - she whispered.
- Yes Ginny? - Asked the boy, who finally can not, however, was gay, leaning toward her.
Oh, thank you Merlin! - Draco thought. - Finally!
- This girls bedroom - Ginny replied, dodging in and closed the door in his face.
Mean, angry redhead.
Draco was really impressed. He began to wonder whether this girl is not too good for Harry Potter.
Of course, another option was Hermione.
"Come on, brother!" - Draco commanded. - "But keep are you! Shame spare! You're a guy or c. .. good, be putting anything that has fur. Move your ass, or at the end of your zip Finnigan girl before ... Nose. " Harry tore
clearly contradictory feelings. Probably wślizgiwanie the female dormitories was an act inconsistent with gryfońskim ethos.
liked Draco even Ślizgonek bedrooms. Krukońskie were also not bad.
"Maybe the dresses? "- he suggested.
Harry cautiously moved away from the door.
may, however, Draco too hastily assumed that this guy is interested in women.
Really, if the Sorting Hat was so bent, to refer to the Gryffindor Draco, probably escaped away, screaming, losing along the way my mind.
In the six years did not include any ... We must stop these knightly manners.
Behind the door there was a loud rumble. Salazar
Thanks! - Draco thought, as Harry entered the plant.
Ginny Weasley, a bit embarrassed, stood before his dressing room. Half of the contents of the cabinet was lying on the floor.
Well, Ron did not have a monopoly on Weasleyowską clumsiness. Tripped over a protruding root, avalanches of different things fall out with each clipboard ...
There is no time to hand over the collapses pechowymi genes Weasleys! Charge! Slaves! Seduce! Flirt!
- I ... I thought that you are in any danger - wydukał Harry.
- I came to my rescue ... - Ginny broke off while intoxicated.
- If you were in need - a voice Harry weaken with every moment, when Ginny was coming to him. - On ... Are you sure you would come to your aid ...
- Really? - Ginny whispered.
"Come on!" - Nervous about Draco. - "Or do I have to spell it? She is waiting for you! Kiss her! P and Patil, O like Oliver Wood ... "Draco always
later suspected that it was Ginny made the first move.
Not that Harry is not just fun.
"Now at last we come to something! Well-behaved children "- praised the Draco. - "Excellent. Sam would not do This ... Okay, I lied, I'd do it much better, but she seems to be happy. "
Harry broke away for a moment from paragraph Ginny.
- This is what I was looking ... - Whispered - was probably a lot closer than I thought ...
I did not have anything in common with the latter, horribly sentimental utterance [i /] - Draco thought. - [And] I made this up. Maybe
naturszczykiem.
Fortunately, Ginny quickly shut his mouth.
moment later, Draco began to be impatient.
"Well .... well, I think that if enough of a good thing, right? "
Neither Ginny nor Harry did not pay attention to him.
"You now have lessons" - he screamed. - "Education is the key! Knowledge is power! "
" Hands off, Potter. Weasley, take matters into their own hands ... "
Finally Draco was the payout. Hermione and Harry were purpurowi.
- I gotta go eeee ... the book ... - Hermione said suddenly vanished.
- We should wait for her? - Harry wondered.
"No, no. She likes books. Never there are not enough. Probably just misses special moment "- Draco said with emphasis. Then he
seal the matter with Ginny and Harry.
Draco Malfoy, clever matchmaker in the village.
Oh, well, after all, you need to somehow fill those boring hours between visiting the interior of ladies' underwear ...
"Well, the matter boy who had long arms, resolved," - said Draco.
- Well, the matter boy who had long arms, resolved - Ginny repeated, and smiled shamelessly. Draco was
a little surprised.
He was also a little impressed.
Well, well ... Never trust a ginger, they can always surprise you.
- Actually, I have to go to the room, the coat - she said Ginny.
- Oh, I'll walk you - offered to Harry.
not suggested that accompany Hermione. Barrrdzo interresujące! Internal pressure
erometr seksosferycznego that Draco had inherited from his ancestors, wilach, pointing to the oncoming baby erotic.
It is possible that left to themselves, Harry and Ginny, they could reach the heart of the matter after some several years of friendship, logopatii, never-loud-not mentioning the unexpected meeting under the mistletoe, the accidental trampling heels, after the horrible awkward engagement, and after the obligatory wedding in white.
Draco wanted just a little faster this whole process. In a truly ślizgońskim
style.
Suddenly the door opened and entered the Hall of Cho. In the hands holding a huge bouquet of flowers.
When she saw Harry, blushed like a poinsettia, which was carrying. Harry, however, smiled at her.
Damn - thought Draco. - Gryfonistyczna propaganda does not lie. Those bastards are really brave, noble and good. What's the catch?
- just finished - said Harry quietly. - Glad to see you, Cho ... although I think that Ron enjoys even more.
almost managed to joke. Cho probably felt relieved ... although it was still a bit confused. Ron
until trembled with emotion.
- Well, then go now ... - Harry went on, taking Draco and slowly withdrew.
"Leave me alone, you pacanie! You have not seen it at all with the girl, he needs me! "
Harry chose this particular moment, so you do not listen. Cursed Gryffindors.
they left, Draco saw again, as Cho sat down on a bed of Ron.
"And anyway, never mind. Chang is now exactly what they wanted - Ron helpless in bed. It's good that you did not come with it, Potter ... looks like a very demanding and invasive. Ron can handle ... is a large ... You know ... "
Harry shook his head as if to ward off the nagging thought it.
Draco was almost moved when he saw the gathering with tears in his eyes.
Which of course does not mean that if it was not as bestial, Draco would play no major role in the burlesque, entitled "Harry Potter - the boy who lost love."
"No, no, you misunderstood me" - explained Draco gently. - "What I meant was that you need something less absorbent, you know, something a young, charming i. .. red-haired. "
Well no, what a miracle Gryfonom cope with his love life when he was not with them?
Oh, hey, the Gryffindors. They do not have no ...
The common room sat Ginny and Hermione. Draco could safely say that both were beautiful, and so no one could hear what he says. They told you something and giggled. They looked so innocent at the same time ... Draco had the rare opportunity to see such views in the dungeons.
It was quite nice ... variety.
- Hey, girls - they turned to Harry. - If you want to visit Ron, give him five minutes.
"It's disgusting innuendo, Potter!" - Draco indignantly. - "Give him at least ten."
- Cho is with him - he explained Harry.
Hermione very soon took over. Draco thought that was too nice to work out the better for it.
- Um ... Harry, how are you? - She asked cautiously.
"Actually, that's good. Surprisingly great. A significant glance at Ginny. "
- Actually, that's good. Surprisingly great - Harry repeated, looking meaningfully at Ginny.
And then, surprised, tried to look at my own mouth.
"Oh, I am divine!" - Praised the Draco.
- Oh I am ... - Harry stopped at the last minute.
Ginny threw him wary, ecstatic gaze. Hermione apparently considered whether it should not be unnoticed retreat. Confused, Harry
quite by chance took a terrible revenge. He wanted to shine with wit and humorous way, relieve tension, so Draco Hermione threw the robe.
This feeling miserable substitute for wealth. Rule 328 of the Code Malfoys
"Stop!" - Screamed Draco Malfoy typical, commanding tone. Crabbe and Goyle
hesitated for a moment eye. As if subconsciously heard his voice.
- Petrificus Totalus! - Granger screamed, ran over to Ron and knelt beside him.
- Oh, Ron ... what ... why ... Why do not you advocated the magic?
- Oh, come on Mione. I shall come forth to the dude using the wand in a fist fight - Ron muttered swollen lips.
"So what?" - Annoyed by the Draco. - "Only he who fights dirty, can survive the battle, to lie about it."
That was the motto of the Malfoys, next to "loot, plunder, Burn! "And" In the name of the Dark Lord, Lord Tu-Insert-Name-Appropriate "
" You stupid pacanie "- he added.
- I'll take you to Mrs Pomfrey - said Granger. - Sure you dragged to a cell ...
"They dragged him to the back of the cell, and then beat up the trash buckets that are there" - Draco stated.
- Is Puszkowi nothing happened? - Asked lying on the floor, bloodied Ron.
- Nothing wrong with him. It was he who brought me here - sapnęła Hermione irritably. Ron
Face brightened into a smile.
- Well, is not he great?
Ron started in the boundless space. I'm the mascot of Gryffindor
- thought Draco - The family loves me. I'm a rat. As soon perish. What have I done to you to deserve this?
Hmm, well yes, but apart from all this?
"vodka let those who like her drinking herb
let those who are willing to burn them.
Something nice for everyone and everyone's paradise;
Live as you like and let live ..."
Banach feat Alex - "Bastards"
Draco Malfoy, clever matchmaker in the village. Such a human. Usually, your laugh sounds so lofty and derision, but now somehow brzmiałeś normally - he said. Draco watched him for a moment.
- acting skills are strengths Slytherins - he explained, and this time he first turned his head. - Most of us learns and begins to appreciate their value in early childhood. - Blaise nodded words of a friend. Harry looked at it from one to the other Slytherin półuśmieszkiem with a strange face.
- I - said, as Draco looked back at him and nodded slowly. For a moment silence fell between them.
- gonna get from Ron, if you know that you're here. - Harry moved the look on Ginny. She sighed and shrugged.
- And so now I'm with him on the warpath. Mama learned everything yesterday and sent me Yellar this morning, so my brothers were ecstatic. I sent a letter to Bill, but do not expect a quick response. - Use your fingers to free hand started tapping on the table.
Harry squeezed his hand tighter friend.
- Ginny, do not do it. It's your family. They ...
- They are complete fanatics, who will, I would rather blindly followed for what I say than to take independent decisions, based on his own sentence. Stop it, Harry. Between me and my family everything will work out somehow, I'm sure. I do not feel under any circumstances should this situation, right? I already told you, but I ask again - you're like a brother. I treat you on a par with Ron, Fred and George and all the rest. And the fact that most of my family apparently gone mad, does not mean that I too should. And I'll sit here with you as long as it does not arrive to you, get it? Are you all come from worrying about that. The more that if you do it, I promise that you kick ass. - Saying this, Ginny leaned forward and looked him przyszpiliła. Harry stared at her for a moment speechless, and after a while he began to giggle. He glanced at Draco, who was staring at Ginny with some admiration.
- And that's why no one should oppose Weasleyowym women - concluded Harry, shaking his hand Ginny. She lit up, and then, smiling slyly, looking at sitting next to Slytherin.
- I dare not forget - he murmured under his breath. Neville, on hearing her comment, giggled and covered his mouth with his hand.
- I have to record it yourself - cut off by Draco. Harry smiled at them, but after a while, he grimaced in pain and freed his hand from Ginny's hand, grabbed his head. Thus, drew attention to his friend, who turned and looked at him scared.
- Harry, are you? - She asked nervously, while Draco leaned over the table, carefully observing the Griffon. Harry, noting the worried faces, stopped for a moment to massage his forehead and looked at them.
- Of course, it's just ... slightly hurt. Do not worry. Really. It happens to me all the time - he assured. Apparently not reassured them that answer, because both of them even more zmarszczyli forehead. Ginny, Draco grabbing look, his eyes pointed at Harry. The blond man nodded and stood up. The same is done Blaise and Neville, grabbing Harry's shoulder.
- Hey! - Cried when the two larger boys has set him on his feet and began to pull towards the exit from the library. - I can walk alone! Neville! Stop it! It's really unnecessary ... - He defended himself, but broke off in mid-sentence, seeing the look Ginny.
- No, Harry. I do not feel well. You need a rest, eat and sleep - in this order. And the last thing you should do at this moment, is wandering the school. Now be quiet and let Blaise'owi and Neville to help themselves. And then we will call the gnome home, you are so fond of and will order a tasty, late lunch, after which the march straight to bed, okay? - Having said this tone nieznoszącym opposition, put his hands on her hips and pressed her lips. Harry heard a friend and looked at her surprised and then smiled.
- I give up, Ginny, you win, now I go - he said, allowing the boys to accompany talon.
girl stopped and pulled Draco sleeve, suggesting that it stopped. Slytherin stopped and looked at her, tilting his head.
- Your House .... They do not intend to kill Harry? - She asked at last. The blond man looked at her for a while.
- No. And even if you really think that I told you that? - Snorted. Ginny confronted him with his eyes, then nodded.
- Harm it in any way, and I will kill you - she said slowly. Draco has already opened his mouth to throw a riposte or not cut, when something in her eyes stopped him.
- That ... pretty strong words - said, but she just shrugged her shoulders.
- Harry is my family. Throughout this situation, my parents were most likely to forsake me. Harry will be all that I will remain. I will not let anything happen to him, understand? - To explain a very serious tone. Draco nodded, feeling a growing respect for this girl.
- Looks like we're on the same side - he said. Ginny, leaning his head sideways, looked him for a while.
- Indeed, it seems - said, smiling gently, then grabbed Harry's bag and headed for the exit. Draco, lost in thought, did not move from my seat and rushed out after a while for the rest. 
- The Well, Potter - Draco said, dragging syllables. - And you'd think that with your courage and bravery gryfońską so heroic a feat would be the first in the list of things to do - finish, more comfortable, placing a chair. Harry, saying nothing, turned his head toward the window, and at the same time Draco felt a strong kick under the table. I barely restrained himself from jęknięcia in pain and looked reproachfully at Ginny, who looked at him with rage.
- I do not feel too gryfońsko today, I'm sorry, Dra ... Malfoy - replied, without lifting his gaze from the window. Slytherin shuddered to hear that little mistake. In total, he would prefer to Harry addressed him by name. When it became a Harry Potter, eh? ", Said his sarcastic inner voice, Draco was his custom, which totally ignored.
- And why not? - Leaned forward and building on his elbows on the table, fixed his gaze on Harry's face. Gryffindor turned and looked at him, wrinkling her forehead.
- And why do you care? - Harry's voice was not heard of malice, just pure wonder and curiosity. Why is his biggest opponent suddenly began to worry about what his life is not so, rather than to hammer another pin? Draco shrugged, not wanting to disclose the remaining Gryfonach what they gave Severus. Trying to somehow guide the Harry's reasons for its troubles, quickly pointed glance at his scar. Glad noticed that the boy reminded of what he meant, because his expression changed instantly. Ginny sat up in his chair, seeing the reaction of a friend.
- Harry, what happened? - Worried, but asked only shook his head.
- You ... You know, right? You know about everything ... Professor Snape said something to you and now you know - Harry whispered the last words, almost without moving his lips. Draco, increasingly concerned Gryfonowi watched that white as a sheet of it did not take his eyes, clenching his fingers on the edge of the table so hard that his knuckles turned white.
- Wie? What he knows? Harry, what are you talking about? - Asked the girl, looking at it from one to the other. Harry gave her a fleeting glance and shook his head again. With his eyes were striking fear and disappointment.
- That, as nobody should know - replied softly, as Draco snorted.
- And if you do not tell anybody, then nobody else would know - said Slytherin - so stop so melodramatic. Although I would be grateful for an explanation of everything Weasleyównie before I break your leg kicking - he suggested calling in the face Ginny beautiful blush. She turned to a friend, raising an eyebrow questioningly. Harry watched them for a moment, then looked around, nervously biting his lip. He pulled out his wand and cast a spell around them silencing. Draco raised an eyebrow in appreciation. The spell, which he used Potter, was quite advanced as a normal fifth grader, and rather comparable with the level of those who learned the Slytherins in their homes.
- I ... Ginny, you do not like what you hear, I'm sorry - he, Harry, while thrusting the sight in the table. - Hmm ... There is a potion that allows people between whom there is a magic combination, to see what happens in the mind of another human being. This elixir of Vision, yesterday I received him i. ..
- Harry! - The terrified girl he fell in the word. - How could you? Bill told me about this elixir, when in one of the tombs found to be mentioned. You ... you idiot! Are you you know what you risking? You could die! - Zrugała it. Harry watched her, completely surprised. It was clear that it expected a rejection, rather than worry. Dumbfounded looked at Neville, but also the fair-haired boy watched him disapproving gaze.
- My parents were aurorami, Harry. I still have their books and know what it is potion i. .. how it works. I completely agree with Ginny. Are you crazy? You could die! - Threw Neville, wrinkling his forehead in anger. Harry blinked a few times.
- Not ... do not hate me? Do not think that I will be the next Dark Lord? That is going to kill all in a dream? - He asked after a while, still not believing. Draco looked down to hide a smile and a corner of his eye noticed that Blaise did the same.
- Of course I do not hate you, Harry. And none of us believe that it will become the next Dark Lord. However, we may end up helping you in the murder of all while you sleep, if you will still stick to that kind of crap - said, grabbing his hand. Harry returns the favor after a while thus, by covering her tiny hand her.
- That ... Thank you, Ginny, that's a lot to me - he said, not looking up. Girl looked warningly at Draco. Do not Hurt him, can be read in that glance, do not even try. The blond man raised an eyebrow, but nodded. Understood and, more importantly, agreed with her.
- So, for the sake of clarification, Professor Snape was forced to remain silent about what happened last night and we did not mention about it in detail. He informed us, in part, because he was ... sorry, I think. This is what happens in the House of Gryffindor, it is no secret. I mean, I mean the feeling of hatred, which you burn with your współdomownicy, as indeed, and most students of this school. And I think he wanted us to note that you should have around him a group of people to whom you could turn to if needed. We all know what it means to still be in languages \u200b\u200bother and obrzucanym insults. It is included in the price of being a Slytherin. - Draco shrugged his shoulders, looking him straight in the eye. His words apparently it calmed down a little.
- just the point. There will be no challenge. Why play in such a case? - Slytherin asked, wrinkling her nose. - Yes, the Cup will be ours, but what a pleasure to win it, not having a worthy opponent? - He shrugged and looked at Harry, which gently leaning his head, stared at him in surprise.
- Well, in my life I would not expect that something might fall out of your mouth - summed up the dry Griffon. On the face of the blond briefly appeared to be quite honest smile. Turned their heads and again zapatrzyli into a lake, enjoying the calmness around them. None of them did not know what else he could add.
After a while Harry moved. Feeling more and more hunger, stood up and began strzepywać sand from his robes. When he was about to leave, he stopped and looked at the blonde.
- By the way, thank you. With yesterday's help - he said after a moment's hesitation. On the face of Draco appeared perverse smile.
- No I could let you burst into my cauldron, no? - Asked the light tone. Harry turned his eyes and sighed.
- How do you want, Malfoy - said, but his voice was not heard nutki anger.
boy finally looked at the Potions Master.
- I had help - protested, trying not to cry again, and master the tremor. He had had enough of crying.
- But you were able, Potter, you've been through things that no one adult is unable to imagine and still maintain that it means nothing. Stop the blame for something that you did not have influence. - Hug the boy's shoulder took the momentum.
Harry stared into the eyes of man, feeling a single tear out of control and roll down. Looked down, wiped his cheek and nodded, saying nothing. He did not trust his voice.
Harry felt rude embrace burning in my throat and tears in eyes. Do you like this man, nasty, vicious and disgusting Potions Master, has proved to be just one of the few who do not blame and do not puzzled by the fact that Cedrikowi let die? Snape was the last person with whom Harry would have thought that he would believe and understand it. Under the influence of that thought left my head and hands covered his eyes, mortally embarrassed that crying in front of the teacher. This is the moment in which reality gives man on the head, right? This is the moment where Snape starts to laugh and tell me what I am weak, huh? Harry spiął and burying all the angry look in the bed, waiting for the inevitable attack from the Potions Master.
- You do not know - cut off the boy, trying to push away from each man before he could hurt him. He heard the hiss of air wypuszczanego by Snape, and then another scraping chair legs on floor boards. Suddenly the men grabbed him by the hand of the arm.
- Potter, look at me. - Professor shook him, but his voice was not one iota of the usual hostility or ridicule. Harry lifted his head, but I have not looked into his eyes. - You have only fifteen years old. You were fourteen, when he was killed Diggory. Fourteen, Potter. Fourteen - stressed. - You did not have any knowledge. And yet pojedynkowałeś with Voldemort and survived. - Severus emphasized each word, a gentle flick of Harry's arm. - Even among aurorów are people who would not allow the council. Would be too weak, too scared to come face to face with the Dark Lord. And you, Potter met with him four times and survived to each time to reveal another mystery.
- Moody, Lucius, I will need your help. I want you created in the Ministry's internal network, which will be the ears and eyes of the Order. For sure there will be some young people who are only too happy to take on work for the ministry, even if this would be just the position of secretary or errand boy. It is said in the end it was not enough to learn the most significant. - The Director looked at them knowingly. Moody nodded, and his face appeared crafty smile.
That corpse you planted last year in garden
it begun to sprout? This year, or will it bloom?
sudden frost disturbed? Its bed?
Oh keep the Dog far hence, a friend of the people buried
Because, again, on top of him out!
TS Eliot Burying the dead
Albus watched as Severus gets up and leaves. Anger was evident in every movement the younger wizard. Lucius stood up well, and before he left the room, following her lover, threw the last suspicious glance Director. Albus stifled a smile, the two Slytherins valued most of all members of the Order. Shrewd and perceptive. Without question, acquire the necessary information. They were smart enough to figure out what is intended, before it did the rest, and at the same cunning enough to preserve this knowledge for themselves.
live in a high tower, it will protect me
not fight with anyone, no longer fighting for anything
burn at the stake my ideals
Tomorrow I'll be big, but today I am a little
(Joy Tower, the Tower of Solitude ")
Although
Severus Snape was no longer a spy, then actively help the Order. Mainly talking with his informants, who guided a powerful spy in muggle world. It seems faster and more efficient than the hogwarcka. Severus kept informed of any suspicious movements of the meetings or the Death Eaters in hiding places that have been discovered earlier. The underground organization probably would not have anything to do with Albus or anyone else with the wizarding world - most of them are wanted criminals and outcasts, living according to their own rights - if not for the fact that Severus found with one of her and decided that, at least in this way help him.
- Never. Malfoyowie are too clever to let themselves be killed - blond replied, stealing a kiss, which Severus ended very quickly. He raised an eyebrow and shook his head, disgusted by the audacity of his partner. In the end they were in a public place. But Lucius and arrogance were inseparable. He was a Malfoy, and Malfoyowie are arrogant in nature and no one could deny that. Freed from the grip of a blonde and pulled him behind me in the direction of the chimera.
Spark and Gnome
Two diablików in the service of Queen
wave. Perform the tasks assigned to it, "revive" this spring. Spark willing to work, Gnome a bit lazy. The first is always scrupulously complies with a given "lesson" - that makes Kirkor broken wheel in the carriage, for his instigation of the prince falls in love with both virgins: Alina and Balladyna, a widow comes to the idea of \u200b\u200b"malinobrania tournament." The second, not quite fill the orders of his mistress, ignoring responsibilities - could not prevent the meeting from Balladyna Grabiec. Gnome is playing the flute. Extracts melody from an instrument of "life" Alina spirit. Shadow of the deceased appears at the banquet. Fairies, but do not have bad intentions, contribute to the failures of others. Translates them just humility towards the "queen of nature."
Gnome
song for small and large children's lives
a little sprite,
not known where and why.
constantly doing our jokes,
Psoci by day and haunted by night.
All our plans and seasoned
spoils us shudder.
That is, one feels,
Although no one has seen it yet.
In what would have been humor,
on weekdays and holidays,
Psoci as they can,
To everyone remembered him.
toppled trees in the forest, the trail
piece painted over.
Sometimes it disappears then comes back and starts again
again.
Although no one gives him food,
This is a strange nature,
That takes constant flare fat
I poured us for the skin.
painted trail again,
Mud and fallen trees.
The goblin can not be helped
I accept that is needed.
Gnome
pixies is an example of arrogance and excessive faith in their abilities. When a group of magicians, animal familiars weary of incompetence, decided to bring to life goblins, none of them did not realize that this is tantamount to the rapid completion of their own careers. Apparently, these little creatures bearing the mark of the demonic, were perfect servants: clever, cunning, and extremely service-minded. The bigger surprise was the witch, when one night the goblins revolted, and, after murdering their masters, dispersed throughout Orodlinie. To this day, appear in various places psocąc, sometimes destroying, killing. Once in a while, another magician led his pride, establish the life of the next goblin, so Therefore, the number of these creatures is absolutely not decrease.
cut in half meter humanoids with thin limbs and parszywych, of wide mouths are the bane of every social class from the common people to high nobility. Their bodies are different from each other the details of which are the result of demonic deformation: the number of eyes, skin color, sometimes even in the presence of stunted wings. They have one thing: with a maniacal smile on his broad, armed with teeth, mouth, waited for the opportunity to disrupt the lives of citizens, often, by the way, shortening them. With the help of long prehensile toes, Quick feet and almost unprecedented creativity, goblins can do literally anything to make up for the humiliation associated with the performance of services on the occasion of mages and a good time. Are dressed in what they themselves will find: rags, rags or scrap material. Contrary to the opinions of imp printing does not exist: it's cheap incompetent editors explain the consequences of their irresponsibility and negligence. Gnome is also, in spite of folk tales, are not constructed the first ladles.
I am a pixie - Who can I, deception,
Who can I annoy, harm no one.
Anyone not love nor hate it,
Although no one sees me, me, what I want, I can see.
where I want, here and there,
What I want, I will come alone.
Tram, this framework, there, there!
Antoni Edward Odyniec
1.Chochlik is a malicious or mischievous fairy. It occurs in "Balladyna" Słowacki.
2.Chochlik or goblin is an error in the printing press, often funny, changing the meaning of expression.
3.Chochlik in the eyes of a playful, joyful glitter in someone's eyes.
Other Dictionary of Polish Language. Red. in chief. Miroslaw Bańko WNPWN W-wa 2000
Marquis de Sade {Geoffrey Rush}: If someone would try to walk on water and drowned, would you blame the Bible?
Marquis de Sade, Geoffrey Rush {}: If you try to walk on water and drowned, potępiłbyś Bible?
I'm afraid your love
not scared of the brass band at the end of the biblical world
stamping
afraid of your love that you love
differently so close and another
like an ant bear
crosses before you set as the soldiers are not at high
look at my eyes can see how
for bee white lilies which are green-
asker bypasses as a hedgehog on a walk
proclaim that chastity is putting himself
people to people approaching
and constantly learn to depart
talk too often to live is dead
explain
afraid of your love
the truest and other
God
Darwin vanished with a long beard posiwiały monkeys
Wolter already like an obituary in the corner of humor
decreased even though Copernicus the Earth revolved
wishes spaniel outside the shop a short tail
captured everything on her face collapses without you
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