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Darkover Magic by K A Woods

Format: Novella
Chapters: 14
Word Count: 40,108
Status: WIP

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Scenes of a Mild Sexual Nature

Genres: Romance, Action, Humor, General, Angst, Mystery, Drama
Characters: Draco, Ginny, Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, James, Lily, Neville, Ron, Snape, Voldemort, Luna, Lucius, Seamus, Pansy
Pairings:

First Published: 02/14/2005
Last Chapter: 06/28/2005
Last Updated: 06/28/2005

Summary:
A prosaic story of the Final Year for Harry Potter and his friends- interlaced with romance, and the thin line that is drawn between good and evil that is crossed in order to win the ultimate battle. A good read for the reader who is enthralled with Harry Potter and the relationships, some unlikelier then others, that bond the characters together.


Chapter 7: A HUMBLE ABODE

CHAPTER 7: A HUMBLE ABODE

“Well it’s good to see that Snape was in such a good mood.” Hermione remarked flippantly as she, Harry and Ron walked the hallways towards Hermione’s new living quarters.

“I hope you are kidding Hermione, that bloody bastard gave me Harry and Seamus detention!” Ron replied exasperated.

“But would you expect anything less from him, Ronald?” Hermione queried as they turned left down an ornate hallway that Harry new to lead to the Prefects’ common room and bathroom- having visited it in his fourth year.

“No but still Hermione, even you can’t deny that he is a bloody bastard.” Ron retorted looking almost abashed that Hermione didn’t seem to be as upset about Snape’s behavior as he was.

“Were here.” Hermione stated jubilantly, completely ignoring Ron’s profession.

“What? This is the Prefects’ Common Room… this can’t be your new living quarters?” Ronald questioned as he eyed Hermione suspiciously while she gave the password.

Harry’s eyes widened in amazement as he walked into the Prefects’ Common Room. It was worth all the work to be a Prefect just to see this but, Harry had a feeling that there was still more to see.

“Follow me.” Hermione commanded as Ron and Harry beside Hermione as she approached the big portrait.

“Isn’t that King Arthur, Lancelot, Guinevere, and the knight’s of the Round Table?” Harry asked aloud as his eyes looked over the magnificent piece of artwork and landed on a character that he hadn’t seen the first time. “Is it just me or does that Merlin look a lot like Dumbledore.”

“Oh my, you are right Harry it does. I hadn’t even noticed that until now.” Hermione replied as she studied the figure before pressing the jeweled amulet. The painting slid aside, revealing the dimly lit velvet staircase.

“Wicked.” Ron remarked as the three walked up the winding stairs until they got to the door at the top.

“Rather secretive about this place aren’t they?” Ron asked aloud as he stared at the solid oak door. Harry agreed there was something mysterious about this door; Harry looked up to see the Latin inscription, Coercere ambitio fugare ratio tunc traditum a cupiditas amare contra veritas, atop the archway.

“Um Hermione, what does that say?” Harry questioned as he pointed to the words.

“You know Harry I was wondering that when Dumbledore first brought me and Malfoy up here, I am not sure exactly- but I did translate the password. I think I will owl Percy and ask him.” Hermione replied with a smile as she spoke.

“Contra Veritas.”

“That’s Latin isn’t it?” Ron asked thickly as the solid door opened with a loud creaking sound.

“Oh very good Ronald.” Hermione retorted sarcastically as she rolled her eyes. “It means on the other side of truth.”

“Odd password.” Ron remarked to himself before noticing the Common Room. “BLOODY HELL THIS IS ABSOLUTELY WICKED!” Ron remarked as he stepped inside and began looking around feverishly.

“Red and Green? Didn’t see that one coming. Harry spoke to himself more then Hermione who overheard and let out a slight chuckle.

“That’s exactly what I thought; just wait till you see my actual dormitory- very Gryffindor indeed.” Hermione stated to Harry as Ron let out a gasp of admiration at seeing a table and chairs made for playing chess.

“I WANT TO BE BLOODY HEAD BOY!”

“You’d like that wouldn’t you Weasel?” Malfoy proclaimed icily as he stepped into his Common Room.

“What the bloody hell are you doing here Malfoy?” Ron spat indignantly, gripping the back of a chair firmly.

“This happens to be my living quarters, unlike you. And Potter here isn’t even a Prefect so he shouldn’t even be any where near here.” Draco stated lazily as he traipsed over to an armchair in front of the fire and plopped down, staring menacingly at Ron and Harry.

“Sod off Malfoy, we were just visiting Hermione.” Harry said back, his emerald eyes narrowing with extreme dislike.

“Well don’t let me intrude, I mean it is my down time to. As much as I love watching you three with your silly little love, triangle I do find your escapades nauseating. I thought we discussed this in the letter Granger.” Draco shot at Hermione who was standing next to the bookshelf with her arms crossed.

“YES ABOUT THAT BLOODY LETTER, WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Ron yelled suddenly at the mere mention of the letter. His face was already turning bright red in fury.

“Malfoy you have no right to send Hermione a letter declaring rules as if she is less then you.” Harry chimed in as both he and Ron closed the space between them and Draco.

Draco’s hand tightened around his wand as he saw Harry and Ron advance. He wasn’t too scared of Ron but Harry on the other hand- anyone who could survive a wand duel with Voldemort deserved some respect.

“What is it Weaselbee? Gonna curse me because I sent a bloody letter to your little girlfriend?” Draco mused as he pulled his wand out and glared into Ron’s eyes, which averted their glance down at Draco’s wand with the slight flicker of fear. “Oh don’t be scared Weasel you are hardly worth my time, plus I wouldn’t want your family suing me, even though they are in obviously in desperate need of money.” Malfoy sneered softly to Ron who lunged at him and connected his fists first with Draco’s nose, then his mouth.

“STOP IT!” Hermione screamed as she rushed over just as Harry was pulling Ron and Draco apart.

“He’s not worth it Ron!” Harry bellowed at Ron in a desperate attempt to calm him down.

“DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE SAID ABOUT MY FAMILY? I AM SICK OF IT! I AM GONNA KILL THAT BLOODY LITTLE FERRET!” Ron shouted as he lunged at Draco again but Harry held him back.

“Ron there is no use in getting yourself expelled over a git like Malfoy!” Harry yelled again, still holding Ron back. “Hermione I think it is time that we left.” Harry said offhandedly to Hermione as he maneuvered Ron towards the door. Ron walked through it and could be heard banging his fists on the walls the whole way down the staircase.

“Yes Potter leave and don’t come back.” Draco sneered as he held his hand up to pinch his bleeding nose.

After taking a split second glance to make sure Ron was out of sight Harry marched up to Draco and in a flash had him pinned up against a wall.

“WHAT THE HELL POTTER!?” Malfoy yelled, his back pressed firmly against the wall.

“You listen Malfoy and you listen well. I know how to get up here so you better not wrong Hermione in anyway or you will have me to deal with, and I can bloody well assure you that you will be in for worse then a bloody nose.” Harry threatened before releasing Draco off the wall.

“Is that a threat Potter?” Malfoy countered as he brushed down his robes.

“No Malfoy, that’s a promise.” Harry declared as he nodded to Hermione with a smile before leaving.

“Now do you understand why I made that a rule!” Draco spat accusingly at Hermione after Harry and Ron were out of earshot.

“Sometimes Malfoy, you will learn, rules are meant to be broken.” Hermione said with a sly grin as she turned on her heel, book clasped in her hand, and ascended to her bedchamber, leaving Draco to contend with a fresh bloody lip and nose.
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