The Potter Problem (Drarry)

Chapter 13

Harry opened the door to their room, looking exhausted. He had spent the rest of the morning in the gryffindor common room with the Weasleys and Hermione. Dumbledore had made an exception to their strict curfew, given the circumstances. There had been crying from Ron, researching from Hermione, and plotting from the twins. No one could understand why someone would do something like that to Ginny. Harry felt terrible, knowing there was nothing he could do besides comfort the family. He collapsed on the bed, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths. He looked at the clock on the wall, groaning as he realised it was time to get up for breakfast. He could hear the shower in the bathroom shut off, before the door opened. Draco stepped out, a towel slung low on his hips, water dripping down his chest. Harry sucked in a breath, and Draco's head snapped to look in his direction. A smirk appeared on his lips as he walked over to the bed, leaning down into hover over Harry's face.

"How is everyone?" He asked, his voice low. Shivers rolled down the brunettes spine. He could smell Draco's scent, water droplets dripping from the blond's hair onto his forehead.

"Th-they're ok-kay, still sad, but, I mean, why wouldn't they be, they-" His flustered ramblings were cut off by a sweet kiss. Draco pulled away and blushed. He smiled at Harry, just staring at him. "What?" The smaller boy laughed, watching as the blond just looked down at him.

"I just can't believe I finally get to do this." He smiled, before leaning down and kissing him again. He pulled back, smiling. "Now, it's time for breakfast." Harry groaned, but allowed himself to be pulled off of the bed, changing into his robes while Draco did the same, and occassionally sneaking a peak at the blond when he thought he wasn't looking. Draco's cheeks heated when he felt Harry's eyes on him, and a smile didn't leave his face as he and Harry walked to the great hall.

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Pansy sat nervously at the Slytherin table, watching the people in the great hall and pushing the eggs around her plate. News about the weaslette was spreading fast, and it made her stomach churn. She had only meant to erase the memories of Harry and Draco, but something went wrong and the girl passed out. Pansy didn't know what to do, so she ran, hoping a teacher would find the girl later. She was startled out of her thoughts as a certain blond plopped down beside her, a large grin on his face. She quickly elbowed him, and he flinched, giving her a hurt expression.

"You're smiling like a bloody Hufflepuff." She hissed, and Draco's smile quickly vanished and his expression returned to the solemn Malfoy mask. "Better." She appraised, before returning to her meal.

"Hey, did you hear about what happened to Ginny?" Pansy choked on her pumpkin juice, quickly trying to cover it up as coughing. When she finished having her little fit, she looked over to see half of the slythering table looking at her as if she had gone insane. She scowled at them, and most quickly went back to their gossiping conversations, but Draco was still looking at her in concern.

"I'm fine, went down the wrong pipe. What about the Weaslette?" She quickly asked, trying to distract from her little episode.

"Yea. Someone erased her memory. She doesn't remember anyone. Ron and Hermione showed up at our room in the middle of the night. It was really hard for them. She doesn't even know who she is." Pansy did her best to look shocked, and Draco nodded. She was about to comment her concern, but she was interrupted by someone clearing their throat and the hall going silent. They all looked to the teachers table, where Dumbledore stood.

"I see, that recent events have spread quickly throughout the school. We have gotten permission, from the ministry, to administer Veritaserem to students in an investigation to find out who erased the memory of fourth year student, Ginny Weasley." Hushed whispers spread quickly throughout the hall. "Now, seeing as there is a law against administering the potion to underage wizards, you have the ability to refuse it. Yet, I must caution you, refusing the serem, will greatly increase the suspicion placed on you. Have a good day." He said, returning to a conversation with a few of the other teachers.

"At least they will find who it is." Draco said, taking a sip of pumpkin juice. "Pansy?" She turned to look at him, trying to put on a normal face.

"Mhmm." She said distractedly. Draco looked at her strangely, but quickly forgot about it, going back to his food. Girls .

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The nice lady walked away, and Ginny looked around. She wasn't sure where she was, yet again she didn't know anything. Her name was apparently Ginny, but she didn't remember that. She felt like something was missing, but she couldn't tell what. The white walls and sterile beds that surrounded her meant nothing. The faces of the strange kids who had visited her held no place in her mind. She felt torn, like something had been stolen from her, but she couldn't remember what. She couldn't remember anything anymore.

And she was afraid.

*Okaayy Ik it's really short and it's been a long time but I have been really busy and I will try to update again soon.*