As soon as the words had left the redheads mouth, Harry stood up, and in this quick move knocked over the chair he was sitting on, and growled low at the girl. You! How dare you go ever in my presence again! You foul little brat. Giving me that potion every once in a while during dinner. Only for your benefit!' He stood wide and made himself big, so the girl would be intimidated.
Ginny had taken a few steps back, and her eyes had widened. How could he have noticed?! I had carried out my plan very carefully, once a month I would give him amortentia, the most powerfull love potion in the world, together with a sleeping potion at dinner in the great hall. He had always accepted the pumpkin juice, and always chugged it down in one go, just like every evening!
'Harry, calm down. I-I have no idea what you are t-talking about..' Ginny replied, fear showing in her voice and eyes. Harry's eyes almost caught fire, and if looks could kill, Ginny would me more than just dead. 'How dare you lie! You foul, evil loathsome little cockroach! I don't ever want to see you near me again!'
'Harry.. dear.' Hermione placed a hand on Harry's shoulder, instantly calming him down. He retracted his claws, which he didn't know he had let out. Hermione whispered in his ear, 'She is not worth the waste of blood. Now, you are a royalty, you should behave like one.' Harry drew in a deep breath and steadied himself, pulling his robes in place as he stood tall again. 'Ginerva Molly Weasely, you are hereby banned from any grounds I or my friends own, you shall never again approach me or my friends ever again though family is okay, and you shall never speak to me again. Do you understand?'
'Y-yes H-Harry. I-I understand.' She said in a quiet voice, still plastered to the wall she backed into. 'Now pack your items, and never return.' Harry looked at her stirnly and scoffed. 'Obviously liers like you do not belong in my confidential group of friends.'
He turned away from her and walked out of the room, up the stairs to his own room, leaving behin a baffeled group of redhairs. Hermione followed him, with confusion in her head. 'But, Harry, what has she done that makes you react like that?' She asked. 'First room, next explanation.' Harry answered her grimly.
Once in Harry's room, Hermione sat down on his bed and turned to Harry. He closed the door and sat down next to Hermione. 'The moment she came in the room, I smelt something awfull, like rotten fruit. I sensed something different, so I looked inside her mind and that is how I discovered that she had been feeding me Amortemtia the past year. Every once a month she would hand me a glass of pumpkin juice, with amortentia mixed in together with some sleeping potion so I woudn't go doing weird love proclamations. I always accepted it, stupid I am, thinking she was just being nice.'
'Now you say that, it does make sence. The girls in my dorm had bets on what drink she would give you the following month, but she always stuck to pumpkin juice.' She placed a hand on Harry's arm. 'It was good, what you did. I honestly thought you were going to attack her.'
'I was. But then you placed your hand on my shoulder and it instantly calmed me down. How did you do that, Hermione?' Harry looked at her with a puzzled look on his face. 'Well..' she began, 'I have read a part about, you know, dragon inheritances, and it said that it doesn't matter how angry a dragon becomes, a close female person whom the dragon has a friendly bond with, can always calm him down, no matter what the circumstances are. With just a little handjesture she can bring him down to his sences. Although, this does not directly mean that this woman is or is not his mate.' She had finished and looked at him.
'I know you aren't my mate, you don't smell like that.' Hermione laughed at that. 'Oh good.' she seemed a bit relieved by that.
They sat a while in silence, processing what had happened this morning. 'I think we better start packing, Harry. We have to leave for Hogwarts this evening, after dinner at seven.' Hermione explained. 'I'm quite excited about our return. I wonder what Dumbledore wants us to do.'
'Same for me, Hermione. I wonder.'
After that said, Hermione headed back to her own room and the both of them started packing.
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The dragon King
FanfictionWhen Harry gets his inheritance in 8th year, he discoveres he inherits the titel 'King of Normandy'. And what happenes when his mates are the twins Fred and George? I do not own any of the characters or names, if you don't like it don't read it. No...
