CH32

"You still have absolutely no self-control, do you? I heard that the three of you were punished severely over the summer, how can you just start up all over again this year?"

Harry blinked and he looked from Draco to Pansy and to a flushed Daphne, back to Pansy's hand on Draco's leg and he connected the dots.

"Father would be most displeased." Harry said calmly, pointedly, even as he carried on writing his letter to Rabastan, his heart beating a mile a minute at what he was actually seeing with his own eyes…they were doing that right there in front of him!

"You would tell him too, wouldn't you?" Draco growled.

Harry sent him a wide grin. "If only to see you get punished, yes. I'd tell him in a heartbeat because you'd do the same to me if the situation was reversed."

Draco sighed and he pushed Pansy's hand off of his thigh and shifted closer to the window, away from her. The pug-faced girl stared at the distance between her and Draco and grit her teeth in anger.

"I lost my betrothal match because of what we did together. We almost created a baby together, Draco. Why are you behaving like this? You promised me marriage when we were in bed together. I was expecting to hear that you'd broken your betrothal over the summer so that you could enter one with me."

Harry couldn't control the urge to grimace at the thought of Draco lying, all sweaty and naked, in a bed with Pansy and promising her marriage. He felt queasy at the very thought and he almost gagged. Draco noticed and scowled at him furiously. Harry turned to look out of the window and fought to regain his composure.

"You know that was only said in the heat of the moment. Your pregnancy test came back negative and we were never so lax again after that." Draco replied calmly. "It was nothing to do with me that you lost your contract, it was your actions that lost you your betrothal, not mine. I still have my contract and I will honour it."

"I still have mine, too." Daphne said, she was smirking slightly, goading the unfortunate girl.

"Only because Nott is too much of an ingrate to get rid of you." Pansy sneered at the other girl.

"He's completely in love with her beauty." Blaise scoffed. "Even though both Draco and I have had Daphne in our beds, and he knows that, he still wants you for some reason."

"His father wants the Greengrass fortune, you mean." Draco replied scathingly.

Harry was appalled that these people were speaking like this to one another when they were supposed to be friends. He wouldn't dream of talking like this to Ron or Hermione. This picking and biting at one another was completely alien to him and he would never have dared treat his friends so appallingly and he wouldn't expect anyone to put up with him if he did act like this. He couldn't understand it, how did they remain friends when they spoke like this and acted as they did towards one another?

"You'll need a betrothal contract too, won't you, Potter?" Zabini asked him and Harry turned to look at him quizzically. He had expected them all to just ignore him, not actively talk to him.

"Who in their right mind would want him?" Pansy scoffed before Harry could answer.

"He might be your only option left. It's him, old Lucan Selwyn, or Amycus Carrow. That is unless you want to go and live in some other country where you don't know the language or the culture with a foreign wizard that you can't understand and will never get on with." Daphne taunted the pug-faced girl, getting her own back for the earlier, scathing comment. Pansy went white and she swallowed heavily. "I'll write to my father and have him petition Lord Malfoy at his convenience then."

"Such a thing would be useless." Harry said calmly.

"It is up to Lord Malfoy to accept a suitable contract, not you." Pansy told him scathingly.

"I know that, but you see, I already have a betrothal set up for me and it actually seems more like we have the possibility of marriage after I graduate, maybe even sooner than that if my father is amicable. We have already talked about children and the ceremony."

"You never told me that you were actually considering a marriage." Draco said, completely affronted.

"It has been a busy week, I apologise for not telling you sooner, but it is a recent development. We found ourselves talking about the décor for our wedding ceremony at our last meeting and it took the both of us almost an hour to realise that we were actually planning our future ceremony."

"Father will be thrilled, you need to tell him."

Harry nodded. "I will, as soon as I finish this letter."

"Are you writing to your betrothed? That is a massive letter." Zabini told him. "Is it true that you're betrothed to Thorfinn Rowle? I had heard that your prerequisites were more towards the male gender and Rowle is known for liking both genders."

"Don't be ridiculous. Rowle is a member of the pureblood directory, no one on that list is going to be interested in Potter." Pansy told Blaise.

"You're only saying that to make yourself feel better because the Rowle family turned you down." Daphne bitched. "No, it isn't him." Harry replied distractedly before the girls could start spitting and biting at one another again as he quilled another paragraph, using Draco's silver ink. "I'm betrothed to Rabastan Lestrange."

Harry took huge pleasure in seeing their faces as he dropped that bombshell on them, as the Lestranges were definitely a family in the pureblood directory and they literally were the very last family anyone would have ever expected him to be linked to. It's what made it utterly perfect really because no one would believe it until given irrefutable proof in the form of their marriage certificate, but by then it would be too late to do anything about it.

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