Summary: After Harry defeated the Dark Lord in their last year of Hogwarts; the trio went their separate ways leading Hermione to a Muggle University. Yet after dark activity is spotted at her school, Harry and Ron come down to join her once again to solve the case. Unfortunately after Harry finally realizes his feeling for Hermione, he finds himself not only fighting for the wizarding world, but also fighting for the woman he loves.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J K Rowling and Warner brothers.
College Life
Chapter 4: Narcotic Fantasy
David walked out of Capstone still with a smile on his face. His dorm was located over three blocks away, but he did not mind the walk. He had always enjoyed the cold night air hitting his face. It reminded him of his old school days.
As he was walking along peaceful, a black shadow started to follow him. The hairs on the back of his next began to stand on end wiping his smile right from his face. The shadow started to get closer and closer; but as if he knew nothing was wrong, David kept walking. Just as the figure behind him was about to put his hand on David's shoulder, David stop in his tracks, and stated quite calmly, "Couldn't this wait until I got back to the dorm room. At least there, no Muggles would be able to see me talking to you."
The figure shocked at being addressed so curtly left his hand hovered in the air; yet once he recovered from his hurt pride, he once again placed his hand back to his side. "You should show more respect, boy. I am the leader now, and you would be good to remember that. I have given you a great deal of freedom in this operation, and it can be taken away just as easily."
David's face began to redden in anger, but he refused to lose his cool. Without turning to face the man, David stated through gritted teeth, "The only reason you gave me this position, Father, was because I am the best man for the job. You have done me no favors."
The man in the black cloak immediately grabbed the boy's arm and jerked him around so that he could see his eyes. "Boy, I have done more for you then you will ever know." They stared into each other's eyes in an internal battle of control. This stand off went on for several minutes of silence competition. As the man in the black cloak stood is silent, David inwardly willed him to look away, and surprising he did. He bowed his head down low in defeat, but would not lose his pride. "Boy, those brown eyes and hair don't suit you." David knew it was not his change appearance that caused him to look away.
David stood strong allowing the insult to his father's pride to pass for now. "What have you come here for? I have everything under control"
The older man flicked his long blond hair behind his ear as he straightened up again. "I have come to supervise your operation. I have heard that your position has been compromised, and Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley are on your trail."
David started to pace around the spot trying not to lose his cool. "All I need to worry about is Hermione. Once she is in my control, they will not be a bother."
"I agree, but your way is taking too long. I have something here that will help speed up the process."
David stopped his pacing and turned to him with an almost fearful expression. "I thought we both agreed that that if we got Hermione willingly it will be more useful to us in the end."
"Son, sooner or later, these two noise friends of hers will find out, and your whole scheme will be over. I know you are having fun with your little narcotic fantasy trying to seduce this mudblood, but just remember she is only one of millions of Muggles…"
"SHE'S NOT…" David screamed, but soon realized what he was doing and calmed down. "No father, she is not just another Muggle. Her knowledge of Potter, the Minister, and Potions makes her the best asset to our group. We need that potion for the survival of the Death Eats. She's our only hope and you know it."
The dark cloaked man crossed his arms over his chest, and grinned sadistically. "If I didn't know any better, I would say you liked this mudblood, but a Malfoy would never have such poor taste."
Draco started pacing again not letting his father look into his eyes. "Of course not father, I would never fall for a girl like that."
"Good…Then here is the love potion I have concocted. It places the person under it in a imperious like stated, but it is harder to detect." Lucius conjured a red bottle out of his cloak and handed it to his son. "We both know that she or her friend would have no problem breaking a curse, but if they don't know its on her then how could they break it. Plus, I placed one of your hairs in the potions so that she will obey you and only you. This way you can get out your sadistic cravings for this girl and go on with your life…"
Draco just kept his eyes trained on the street not daring to disobey now.
Lucius continued on with his ranting, "Now I expect her to be obedient, and controlled by the next full moon. By that time I will have all the necessary requirements for the potion, and we can start the beginning of the end…" With that last comment, Lucius turn on his heals and popped out of existence.
Draco finally moved his eyes to the spot that his father once stood. He then looked at the small red vial in his hand. He slummed his shoulders down and continued on his journey back to his dorm mumbling "Yes master… what every you say master… can I gravel at your feet master…can I kick you in your ass master."
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Harry made himself wait until the next day to talk to Hermione about his revelation. They were meeting for breakfast that Monday morning, and he had decided that would be the perfect time to take her aside and speak his mind. He had the whole thing figured out in his head. He was going to be all suave and debonair in front of her, and literally sweep her off her feet with his infatuating charisma. He imagined himself holding her hands in his while he stared deep in these dark chocolate pools. He would take her hand in his and lightly kiss it without breaking eye contact.
"Hermione, I have something I have been meaning to tell you for a while now." He would say while they got lost in their own world.
Hermione would squeeze his hands, and reply. "I have something I would like to tell you too." Her face would glow, but her eyes would hold so much longing.
Their bodies got closer and closer as if they were magically drawn to one another. Harry could not keep his eyes off her as he quietly whispered. "Hermione…I"
Hermione stopped staring at his eyes and start focusing on his mouth. She licked her bottom lip lightly, and ask "Yes, Harry."
He took another step toward her causing their bodies to press against each other. He was mesmerized at how beautiful her lips were, and how much he wanted to kiss her right then. His mind went blank, but he had to get the words out.
"Hermione…I think I…"
Hermione tilted her head a little to the side and closed her eyes as Harry caressed her small hands up to his chest.
"Harry…"
"Hermione, I think I am…" Harry closed his eyes too as their lips came closer.
Hermione softly stated. "Harry…" Harry paid her no mind while he continued. "I think I am in …"
"HARRY"
Harry snapped out of his trance to find Ron screaming at him from the bathroom. To appear like he just did not hear his friend, he called back "What" in the same loud voice, appearing annoyed.
Ron screamed back. "Go get the door. Hermione has been knocking for the past couple of minutes. Where have you been?"
Harry decided not to answerer his last comment, and rushed to the door just as another knock came. When he opened the door, Harry found an amused Hermione on his doorstep with her hands on her hips.
"So…What took you so long? I thought I would have to appearate if you didn't come soon."
Unlike the salve and diviner personality Harry had wanted to put on, all he could do was stare and mumble like a love sick teenager. Hermione walked in without noticing Harry's lack of speech and instantly went to sit on his bed.
"So Harry, Where's Ron? I know he could not of found a girl in one day, so he must be close?"
"Well. Ah..he's..um.. in" Harry tried to get an audible sentence out, but the only thing that kept running through his head was the fact that she was on his bed and how much he wished he was their beside her.
Hermione started to stare at Harry confusedly, when Ron suddenly came from the bathroom with just his pants on. Ron was towel drying his hair, and had apparently heard Hermione's question. "Come on Hermione. Have more faith in me. I could have ten girlfriends by now if I wanted them. All I have do is switch on the Weasley charm and 'poof' they all flock to my side."
Hermione started laughing at his cockiness and stated through chuckles. "Oh, I can see it now. Once you turn on the charm, millions on millions of girl will start to run as far as they can in the opposite direction singing... Run away, Run away."
Ron placed his towel around his shoulder and faked a hurt expression. "Hermione you really get me right here." He tenderly touched his chest. "You know I have feelings too. Plus if I am not mistaken, that's how I got you to go out with me for those long… drawn out…730 days."
Hermione just wrinkle up her noise and just stated calmly. "Nay.. It was not the charm. I just pitied ya."
Harry tried to awkwardly enter the conversation, "Yeah..ha ha she pitied you," but was unsuccessful.
Unfortunately, this caused both of his friends to look at him curiously. Hermione responded first though. "Um.. Harry, are you feeling ok. Did you get enough sleep last night."
Harry just started to mumble a little. "Yeah I guess I .. um .. didn't." Hermione took this as a logical answerer, but kept taking side looks at him to make sure he was ok. Ron on the other hand just had a little cocky smile plastered on his face, which Harry was determined to knock off before the end of the day.
Ron noticing the evil glare Harry was shooting his way, which caused Ron to suggest they go ahead and go to breakfast.
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As they all gathered their food for breakfast, Hermione rustled through her book bag. She chose to eat some dry cereal for breakfast, so she would not have to stand in line. Ron on the other hand, was not going to let a little line keep him from some free hot food.
Harry had finally gone through the line, and sat his stuff down beside Hermione at the round table. Hermione stopped her searching for a second to see who had finally come. She spoke a quick "Hi Harry", before returning to her search.
Harry on the other hand just gave a little inaudible "hi" in response. For some reason, his speaking abilities seemed to be hindered so dramatically that he feared that even if he did speak, the wrong thing would come out. He wanted to say more. He wanted to act normal, but something had changed. An awkward silence started to set in, but just like a saving grace, Ron came swooping in.
"You know guys, I think that I am going to like this Muggle stuff. But to tell you the truth, I don't know too much about the grits. That white stuff scares me."
Hermione finally stop rustling through her book bag and placed what she was looking for in front of her. "Oh Ron, its not that bad. You first have to try it. The only thing is if you don't season it right, it want taste good."
Ron looked confused, and picked at his bowl of grits before him. "How do I know if its seasoned right, if I have never had it before."
Hermione took the spoon that was already in ready position in his hand and spooned herself a bite. Ron was about to protested when she picked up the salt and shuck a little into the bowl. She placed his spoon back into his yet to be moved hand, and stated with a smile, "It just needed some salt, but its good now."
Ron sacristy stated, "Thanks Mom."
Hermione smiled back sweetly. "No problem Son."
After sitting quietly through the whole conversation, Harry started feeling left out. He wanted to join in, but he could not think of anything to say. He never had this much trouble just talking to his friends before. He then spotted the papers Hermione had just placed on the table and got an idea. "Um... Hermione what's that?"
Hermione who finally got her little box of Golden Grams open took this opportunity to hand each guy a sheet of paper. "I knew you two don't know much about computers; and since all the class schedules and stuff are online, I took the liberty of printing out your schedules. It appears that the Ministry has already signed you up for classes."
Ron finally put down his spoon that he had been using to shovel in his food to stare at his schedule. Hermione continued. " The classes that they have you down for have the times right next to them and then the building. I think I have shown you were all your classes are located, fortunately, I will be able to help you get to your first classes because they are close to mine too."
Ron started looking from his schedule to Harry's and back. "Hay Hermione, I think they messed ours up. We are not in the same classes, plus he has all these high numbers next to his. All I have are like 101, and 102's."
Hermione started to laugh, "Oh Ron, in college, we rarely have classes with our friends, plus I doubt you would want to take those classes because the higher the number the harder the class."
Harry looked at his schedule dump founded. He also had a lot of 101 classes but then again he also had a couple of 500 levels. "Um.. Hermione, I have not taken Muggle classes for almost eight years now. How do they expect me to take these difficult courses."
"Don't worry Harry. You will do great. Plus.." Hermione started to blush slightly. "Your higher classes, you take with me."
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I hope there is a beta reader out there for me J. R/R
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