Finding The Way {A Harry Potter FanFiction}

Chapter 28: Deal {Part II}

Hi Wattpaders!

First things first; I may post another chapter tomorrow, no matter how many votes. BUT that's only if I don't go anywhere, and that's like a 30% chance, so don't count on it.

I'm REALLY sorry! I feel like this is a really dissappointing ending! I really did my best though, so please be nice!

On a quick side note, for all of you who are 'shipping Pharry' (Hehehe! I've created two-three if you count Max-  pairs that have those mashed-together names!-Do thoes actully called have a real-ish name? Hehehe!-Wow. You can really tell I don't get out much...I need a life. Well, if I had a life, I wouldn't be posting this...Grrrrr)

Wait, what was I saying?

Oh yeah! For the Pharry shippers, don't get ahead of your self's! Draco might do something completely drastic and win/steal Phoenix away! Or, Max could redeem himself!-Same with Harry! Hahahah!

Another thing, I'm not sure how long this is going to be, it's only 3 pages on Word, and this is a really, REALLY long note, so...yeah. Sorry.

Also, for anyone who'd like to keep track of what chapter I'm on going by the book, I'm around 14/15-ish out of 22, so I still have a bit to go-AND I'M NOT LEAVING ANYTHING OUT! I refuse to! Because I'm just that stubborn. ;)

Any-hoo, I'm going to request 35 votes, and 20 comments!

AND-I still have a bit of writers block! I can use any help/advice/suggestions you have!

~Christianne

Leo POV

I yawned as I jumped onto a rock and leaned against larger rock and hooked my thumbs in my pockets as I looked down at Malfoy, who was struggling to climb up the snow dusted rocks in his fancy shoes. I happily looked down at my sneakers.

“Give up yet?” I laughed at him. His determination was hilarious.

“Not in your life,” he grunted, catching himself on a shriveled vine as he slipped again. I laughed and went back to hopping from rock to rock and pausing until he could catch up a bit.

“Why do you want a date with Phee?” I asked him randomly as he struggled up a particularly large rock.

“Who?” he grunted, hoisting himself up, then fixing his stupid expensive jacket.

“Phoenix, my sister,” I said slowly, like I was talking to a dim witted child.

“Oh her,” he said, looking down the slope we had come up. I’d guess we where three-quarters of the way up. Ron, Harry, Phee, Dalton, Crabbe, and Goyle looked very small now.

“I dunno,” Malfoy continued, looking up the rest of the rocky hill to the rickety house on top. He gulped slightly before speaking again. “Descent looking. Got a mouth on her though. You should really do something about that.”

“Oi,” I said warningly, sending him a sharp glare that made him take a small side step away from me, before starting up the next set of rocks. I tried to focus on two things; climbing up the rocks, and what I could to humiliate Malfoy.

“What size dress do you think you’d wear?” I asked, pausing when we where at about the same level, maybe nine feet apart.

“A dress? How unoriginal,” he grumbled, sending me a glare.

“Not sure I’m gonna go with that,” I paused to hoist myself up a particularly slanted rock, rather than go around it the easy way like Malfoy. “I just wanna keep my options open.”