Bloody Hell!

Chapter Fifteen

Draco Malfoy wasn't a happy young man, thank you very much. He stalked the Hogwarts corridors and was deep in thought. He didn't notice a slur with black hair, thundering down the stairs, until it was too late. They both went down. Draco scowled and was just about to say something, when he saw who it was, that barrelled them down. He stood up and helped Harriet on her feet, then asked, 'Are you all right?'

Harriet's eyebrows rose in surprise, then she said, 'I'm fine, thank you. And I'm sorry I knocked you down, Malfoy.'

'Draco...'

Harriet's eyebrows went even higher.

'What?' she asked.

'Call me Draco,' Malfoy said, smiling slightly. Harriet eyed him suspiciously and asked,

'Why would I do that?'

Draco's smile vanished and he sobered.

'Well, I do need to write something about you for Potions homework and I thought it would be good to make a truce for at least that long.'

Harriet seemed to think for a minute, then nodded and said, 'Okay, I'll call you Draco, and you can call me Harriet.' Draco smiled again and they shook hands. There was a roar and Draco went down under the body of a red head, normally known as Ronald Weasley. Harriet stared at Ron and said, 'Ron, stop it! He didn't do anything!'

Ron looked up from beating Malfoy and said, 'Why did you shake hands?'

Harriet sighed and answered, 'Because, we just made a truce, at least for as long as he needs to make his homework for Potions.'

Ron stood up and brushed his bloody knuckles, then sighed.

'Okay, but if he says anything bad to you, tell me, okay?'

Harriet scowled and angrily said, 'I know how to defend myself, Ron, thanks. If you remember, I was a boy until you changed me into a girl!'

Ron Weasley reddened and scurried away. Harriet kneeled down at Draco's unconscious body and held out her wand, saying, 'Enervate!'

Draco's eyes fluttered open and Harriet sighed.

'Can you stand?'

Draco grimaced and nodded. Harriet held his arm and helped him stand, then she said, 'Please, don't tell anyone about what I'm going to do, okay?'

Draco nodded, starting to worry. Harriet smiled a little, and then closed her eyes in concentration. Draco suddenly felt the pain go away and when he looked down at his body, there wasn't a scratch of what Weasley did to him. He looked at Harriet in astonishment. Harriet just grinned and said, 'Stop gawking at me!'

Draco shook himself out of his reverie and said, 'What did you just do?'

Harriet grinned again.

'Oh, that. Just a little Healing.'

'But you didn't even attend the first class of Healing yet! And that's a very advanced art of Healing! How did you do that!?!'

Harriet sobered and said, 'I can't tell you, Draco. It's a secret and if Voldemort ever found out, it would be a disaster!'

Draco glared at her,

'You think I'm going to tell the Dark Lord about any of this?'

Harriet sighed.

'That was my impression of you for the last five years.'

'Well, I wouldn't! I hate the Dark Lord!'

Harriet stared at him, but Draco didn't notice it, and continued his rant.

'I hate what he did out of my father! He took his soul and I resent him for that! On the contrary of popular belief, I don't want to be a Death Eater!'