Dangerous Love

Summary: Jessie is having some trouble with Draco. He's starting to haunt her, scare her. It's because she loves Harry. She's beginning to doubt her love for him and wonders if they just stay friends; all these horrible things will stop happening to her. Basically, she's petrified. Not only for her own life... but Harry's too.

~ Dangerous Love ~ Chapter 2: Mind Games

Well... unfortunately, Harry and I didn't kiss. Ron interrupted us by saying with a hint of sarcasm,

" Are you two going to stand around here all day or are we going to dinner?" Harry chuckled to himself and looked at me longingly. Or did I WANT him to look at me longingly? No... I think it was real because I heard Ron scream as Hermione slapped him on the arm as a warning.

I smiled to myself as we walked gracefully toward a vacant table. Harry graciously pulled out my seat for me and I sat down elegantly. Ron, having seen this, did the same thing, but a little too late. Hermione was already going to sit down and he pulled the chair out from under her. She fell to the floor with a loud THUD and I heard Harry swear under his breath.

I rushed over to my fuming, fallen friend and pulled her up slowly, careful not to step on one of the last nerves she had.

" Hermione, are you alright?" Ron and I asked her at the same time. He had gone scarlet in the face and I felt a pang of pity for him.

" Ron-Ronald Weasley!" She yelled with just a hint of annoyance and anger at her boyfriend. Okay that... was SARCASM! You THINK she was mad and annoyed!? Hermione was now RAVING mad. Dear Lord, I better get her out of here before she hex's someone!

I grabbed both of her arms, excused us and hurried her into the girl's washroom.

" Th-that IDIOT!" She screamed so loud that she nearly broke my eardrums. OKAY... TAKE A FREAKIN' CHILL PILL! Of course... I didn't say that because then I'd have to explain it was just a Canadian expression for CALM DOWN.

" He can NEVER do ANYTHING right! It's so embarrassing!" She went over to the sink and looked at herself in the mirror. I walked over to her and gently placed my hand on her shoulder.

" Hermione," I advised softly. " He loves you a lot and he's really trying to impress you. But you know, I think lately, he feels like nothing's ever good enough for you." I REALLY hoped that it didn't sound like a BIG dis... but it's the truth.

She spun around to look at me.

" You think so?" She squinted through visible tears.

" Absolutely," I smiled encouragingly at her. She sighed deeply, considering what I said and then... we went back to our gentlemen-in-waiting. Instead, what we found were five boys arguing (and rather loudly), about something unknown to me. Well... three were arguing. The other two were sort of Draco's bodyguards. As soon as he saw me, he shut up. Harry caught on quickly and did the same. Ron, however, was a little slow on the uptake.

"- And furthermore Malfoy, you're a Slytherin! It's obvious she'll be a Griffindor!" He MUST have spotted us because (surprise, surprise!) he went red in the face... again.

Somehow I'm positive this conversation was about us. Draco glided over to me royally. OR at least that's how HE AND I saw it. His henchmen followed close behind him. Heaven forbid they're separated! Once again, he bent over and kissed my hand.

" Jessie. Pleasure to see you again." He smirked as he took in my outfit with those freakin' eyes of his. There was an odd pause there and I could have sworn I heard Harry's irritated breathing. " Would have dinner with me tonight?" He offered. Er... more like COMMANDED. He said it SWEETLY but I could see his eyes flash as if he would shoot daggers at me if I said NO.

GOD his eyes were SO scary! They were like stone! And the nerve of him! Asking me to have dinner with him when he could see, plain as day, that I was already out with Harry! Who cares...? I'd rather die than have to go out with this PERV/PHSYCO!

" No Draco. Can't you see that I'm already having dinner? Or are you too cold and lifeless to possibly see anything at all?"

That made him snap because everyone smiled at this remark. I sat down beside Harry who had both of his hands on the table, balled into fists. YIKES... this could get physical! Cool! Hey... where did that come from...? Not me! Oh I'm so weird! No physical! No! I covered his right hand with my left and he softened up and held my hand tightly as if claiming his possession or prize.

God love him. ME? A PRIZE OR POSSESSTION? This is definitely going into my list of GOOD DAYS! Draco must have seen this gesture because he made a sort of low growl and stalked of with his MEN trailing behind him.

" Who were those two?" I grinned at Harry.

" Crabbe and Goyle. He doesn't go ANYWHERE without them because he's scared to be pulverized." I laughed contentedly at just hearing Harry's voice, which is like a sweet wind chime.

What I wouldn't give to rip his throat out. What!?! NOW REALLY! That was FREAKY! I did NOT think that! I looked around me confusedly and I think I must have worn that expression because Harry looked at me with concern.

" What's wrong?"

" Ah...er...nothing!" I turned back to my friends and our meal (which was pre-ordered) was served. We ate and chatted gleefully. It's great to have friends!

Then, music started playing softly in the background. Yes! I love dances! Harry stood up, bent over and held out his hand to me,

" May I have this dance?" He requested regally. I stood up and curtsied and gingerly took his warm hand.

" You may." With his hand, he pulled me close and placed his other hand lightly on my waist. I put my hand on his shoulder and we started to dance across the floor.

" I must warn you, I'm not a great dancer..." Harry confided.

" Your fine!" I laughed, knowing that he was worried about me thinking otherwise. He actually was okay. I mean, you'd have to be when you have a professional dancer practically leading you around. I slowed down the pace. Then... it happened. We were about to kiss... again. Our lips were yearning for one another and then I caught sight of blood. Harry's lips were being drenched with BLOOD. I know a hex when I see one. My father had trained me to detect them.

"Harry!" I exclaimed, catching him off guard. I ran to my matching, red purse on the table. Hermione and Ron were nowhere in sight. Alright Hermione! I praised her silently. I grabbed my wand and ran over to the stunned Harry. By now, he had realized what's happening. I pointed it at his lips and said,

" Finishio!" They stopped bleeding. I grabbed a napkin and carefully cleaned of the dry blood. Now... to find the culprit.

"Why did they bleed?" Harry sounded embarrassed. I scanned the room for a certain blonde boy...BINGO!

" I'll be right back," I said in an agitated tone. I strode over in a sexy manner, hiding my wand behind my back. I stood so closed to Draco, our noses touched. He was breathing heavily and staring at my neck. OH GOD! If he's a vampire... I'm as sure as bitten!

" I'd like to take you up on that dinner offer..." I whispered in a silky voice. PLEASE Harry! Don't get jealous! He grinned in a triumphant sort of way as I grinned slyly. I whipped out my wand and shouted, " Petrificus Totalus!" He fell down, frozen. I couldn't help but add my own little hex to the concoction. SO I'm evil when it comes to revenge. Big WHUP! Okay... NOW I'm done.

I turned my back swiftly to see Harry standing right in front of me. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled so close to him our bodies were like one. It was a BEAUTIFUL moment. We just stood there staring at each other with wide-eyed expressions, admiration and... love. Our breath ricocheted of each other face. Again... that WONDERFUL scent of freshness.

I dropped my wand. All in one second, he grabbed me close, connecting my lips with his. I threw my arms around his neck as we embraced in a passionate kiss. That sensation washed over me again, but this time it hit me like a giant tidal wave. We were floating above the clouds too enthralled in each other to even notice our distance from Earth and reality. He wasn't a forceful kisser but a sweet and loving one. A thousand words raced inside my head while deepening my kiss with Harry. This was NOT the Harry Potter I've read about. The other one was an insecure pre-teen who was constantly on the run from Voldemort. THIS one was a full-grown teenager who ACTUALLY had muscles. A whole new ball game...

Slowly, and reluctantly, I pulled away from his sweet, gentle lips. What!? I needed air! We smiled at each other pleasantly, aware that at first sight, we both fell in love. We gazed lovingly into each other's eyes and at the same time, whispered, " I love you." We were still holding each other as if afraid to let go. Someone cleared his or her throat and we slowly turned our heads, still in each other's arms and looked in the direction of the sound. Ron and Hermione were watching us and holding hands. Hermione had a tissue in her hand and was crying softly to herself. Ron, however, paid no mind. He had a sly grin on his face.

Oh God Ron... you didn't! I didn't exactly know what the didn't meant but either way... I was upset for Hermione's sake. Unwillingly, Harry and I finally let go of each other and I straightened out my dress, which had managed to ride up to my butt (and didn't help the scene that lay before our friends). I didn't have enough time to be embarrassed for our impertinence and rushed over to Hermione with open arms.

" What's wrong!" I demanded worriedly.

" It...*sniff* was j-just like a romance *sniff* movie! Th-that was...*sniff*...beautiful."

OKAY. NOW was the time to be embarrassed. Harry and I flushed madly as Ron let go of Hermione to walk over to his friend and nudge him eagerly. He whispered something to Harry that I couldn't make out. I REALLY wish I had a spell for eavesdropping. Oh I'm so rude!

" Hermione..." I shook my head at my softy of a friend and we walked back to our table. By now, NO ONE else was in Wand Dining.

They probably got so freaked out by me they left. Who wouldn't be? A fourteen-year-old witch perfectly capable of magic that goes around hexing guys? Hell... I'd be out of there faster than you could say " Quidditch". OH GREAT. Another MARVELOUS fist impression here in Britain. I rolled my eyes in spite of myself and waited for the boys to pay the check... though I doubt anyone who worked here was still around. Compliments of me... thank you very much.

I shivered for absolutely no reason. Maybe... I scared MYSELF. Harry must have seen my body shake because he came over and draped a warm arm around my shoulders. I leaned my head on his chest and the calm beat of his heart soothed me. I smiled up into his brilliant, florescent eyes, picked up my wand from the floor and all four of us began to walk up the binding staircases and up to the tower.

I had never realized it before but all of the rooms were located in the tallest tower section of the Hotel. The trudge up the never-ending staircases was brief, much to my dismay. I didn't want to have to leave Harry for the night. When we reached Hermione and my room, I kissed Harry gently on the lips. Gee... I guess I really WAS tired. We stared excitedly at each other and then we let go of hands and I walked inside. Seems to me that we do A LOT of staring. What a great night... I sighed.

" Well... THAT was an interesting night." Hermione whispered secretly.

" Yah... considering you missed half the action with Draco!" I laughed, thinking at how much I had beat him up. SOMEONE'S not going to be happy but I don't care. He's not worth the thoughts.

" You know what Hermione? I'm going to take a nice, long bubble bath!" I told her.

" Alright," was all she said before launching into a book. I grabbed my bewitched towel that automatically dries you. Okay, THAT I did myself. I picked up the novel I was reading, " Love between the Mages," and headed down the hall towards the Witch's Lounge room.

When I stepped inside, I couldn't believe my eyes! It was a Prefect's tub! It was decorated with numerous faucets, each with a different type of substance. I ran over to each faucet and examined them. Hmmm... I think I'll have blue bubbles with orange water! This is so COOL! It's the little things that amuse me. I stripped off my clothes, put my wand at the end of the tub (always have to be prepared) and slid in. The warm water settled around me and I felt like I was relaxing all my worries away. I picked up my book and began to read.

Four minutes later, I saw something move out of my peripheral vision and yelled nervously,

" I'm...er...kinda taking a bath here! I'll be out...erm...soon!"

I heard someone mutter something from out of the shadows. I snatched up my wand in two-second time and held it out at arm length. " Wh-who's there?" I stuttered. STUTTERED? When did I ever STUTTER?

" It's ok Jessie... it's me, Harry." I went wide-eye in disbelief.

" Um Harry? Yah like I said I'm having a bath. I'll be out soon and--- what are you doing in the Witch's Lounge room?" I asked incredulously. Harry... Bold AND beautiful. But a pervert?

Harry strode out of the shadows in a way I've never seen him do before. Who else walked like that? He sat down on the edge of the tub and sort of looked into the water. I sank down into the bubbles, careful not to reveal anything.

I looked into his eyes. They weren't their normal emerald green. They were grey and cold. One thing's for sure; this was not MY Harry. Maybe he's a sleepwalker? I looked away and he grabbed my chin to force me to look at him. His eyes had a lock on me because I couldn't tear them away.

" I don't think that we should be together. I'm not right for you. It's too dangerous. Draco can protect you and give you everything you ever wanted. Goodbye." That was stupid. I couldn't even respond.

Everything went foggy. My mind went empty... as if what he said went in but it wasn't processed. He walked out defiantly and I just stared after him unable to move. When he left I shook my head and everything came back into focus. I tried to recall what just happened but my mind just kept pulling up a blank. WHAT just happened? I don't understand... oh well. I went back to reading my book. But then... Draco walked in.

" Jeez! Can't a girl have a bath in peace? Draco!? Get out! Get out now you PERVERT!" I screeched at him. I was careful to sink even deeper into the bubbles.

He strode in the same way as Harry did which only made me angrier. " DRACO MALFOY!" I thundered. I started to point my wand at him but he grabbed my hand in mid air. He started to " tsk" at me. TSK AT ME?! As if I was the one who was trespassing! He grabbed my neck but was careful not to hurt me. He leaned so close, I thought he was going to kiss me. My vision careened again and I was left in the dark. All I could see was the foggy outline of the (okay now I have to use profanity... just once. It's the ONLY way to describe him) ass who was trying to control me.

It didn't surprise me when he looked straight into the bubbles. WHAT A FAG! Well... he's not really but you know! NOW I'm talking to myself.

He said a couple of thing to me that I couldn't point out but they sank into my brain like stones. I heard him ask without ANY concern,

" Are you all right?" PEACHY. He kissed me furiously, let go of me and walked out. Practically unconscious, I slid right into the water but before I drowned, the water snapped me back into reality and I sat up, sputtering.

Something was nagging me at the back of my head but I couldn't get at it. Great.... A perfect bath ruined. I knew that Harry was not Harry. His eyes were like Draco's. What I couldn't figure out was why Draco came in. No... wait a sec. He's evil. He doesn't give a crap for what other people think. He just does what he wants to, whenever he wants to.

I got out of the bath, packed up my belongings, dried myself and then went back to my room. I slammed the door behind me, startling Hermione so much she jumped out of bed.

" Oh! Sorry!" I apologized. I walked over to my Wardrobe and pulled out my silk, mini-dress pajama.

" Oh that's ok." She laughed. " My book is really scary so I overreacted! How was your bath?" She searched my eyes for an answer. I think she could tell that something was wrong.

" Oh ah... it was...er...interesting." I lied. I don't really want to tell ANYBODY about what happened but I knew sooner or later that I'd have to.

I got dressed for bed and then climbed in for what I thought would be a good sleep. We lay down facing each other.

" I still can't believe you cried!" I laughed, still stunned.

" Oh hush you!" We laughed together quietly and Hermione turned off the light.

" I can't believe all of this happened in one day! I made three great friends and had a blast!" I said in a hushed voice.

" Not to mention an amazing boyfriend." Hermione noted.

I nodded half asleep and in my mind that word was badgering me. Boyfriend...boyfriend.

* * *

I had a restless sleep. Although I wasn't thinking of anything, something else inside of me was. Some inner witch thing that you here about on TV shows in the Muggle world. I sat up suddenly, drenched in my own sweat. I hadn't had a nightmare. Someone somewhere... was calling me. He was calling me to him and I couldn't control myself. Sleepily, I got out of bed, unaware as to where I was going but... my feet knew.

I opened the door to our dorm and walked down the hall. I passed Harry and Ron's room and continued on toward a new corridor. I stopped in front of a room that was right in front of the Wizard's Lounge room. The door opened and out stepped... Draco Malfoy. PERFECT. JUST THE GUY I WANTED TO SEE. No you don't! A small voice notified me. It was the voice of my heart. I think. Once again, my eyes misted over and I was completely lost in a world of nothingness.

If there IS such a world. A hand grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him. I could here heavy, eccentric breathing and realized that it was mine. The person started to kiss me and all I could do was stand there, stupidly. I only pray that it was Harry. This was too much! I'm so confused and I don't understand what's happening. I felt my body go limp in his arms and he dropped me roughly to the floor.

Almost all the lights went out except for one in the hallway. I couldn't feel a bone in my body but I heard the splintering of one. To my mortification, my elbow just broke. I lay on the floor, using my last ounce of energy to try and remain conscious. The person, presumably Draco, was leaning over me, enclosed in darkness. He smiled gleefully as if my pain was the cause of his happiness. I gave in to the darkness that was fighting to overcome me and I lost the only authority I had over my body. The final light went out.

* * *

I awoke to the familiar scent of freshness with a hint of lilacs. Harry! I opened my eyes as much as I could and without straining them and I opened them to a sleeping body lying beside me on a bed. Harry. He looked as if he's been here for ages... although I don't think I'VE been here for that long... I hope.

We were in the Hospital wing of Wand Dining hotel. I didn't know there WAS one.

Where's Draco? WHAT!? How could I think of him when my love had been waiting for me to awaken?

Okay NOW I felt like Seeping Beauty. I reached out and ran my fingers through his soft hair. On impulse, his hand shot up and grabbed mine and his eyes fluttered open and looked me straight in the eyes. Recognition that I was awake washed over his face and he wrapped his arms around me tightly. I could feel him kissing my neck and then my lips. I kissed him back.

" Oh God are you alright?" He sounded as if he was on the verge of tears. God LOVE him. More. I wanted to jump up on him and wrap my arms around him. You know... tell him that I was all right and not to worry but frankly, all I could do was lie here helplessly because I couldn't move. My entire body was locked into place.

" I'm fine..." I responded earnestly. " But do you mind telling me what happened?" I tried to smile but it hurt too much so it came out as sort of a lopsided thing. YAH WAY TO GO JESSIE. REAL attractive. He looked at me with utmost concern but answered my query.

" I was going to the Wizard's Lounge room when I saw you on the floor of the corridor and Malfoy was picking you up. I yelled at him and we got into a Wizard's duel, but then an attendant came up and told us to stop. Malfoy ran away and I went to go get you. I told the attendant that we needed help and well... here we are." At the word " Malfoy," his eyes flashed with what I thought was jealousy. My eyes did the smiling for me and I hoped that Harry saw this as I whispered,

" Thank you..."

Just then, Hermione and Ron rushed in and Hermione pushed Harry away to hug me.

" Are you alright? I heard what happened!" Unlike Harry... she really WAS crying.

" It's ok... I just...er... fainted. I think."

" You think?" Ron said stunned. " You mean you don't know?" He said this in an odd tone and Harry flashed those spectacular eyes at his friend.

" Shut up Ron."

" It's alright Harry. I really DON'T know..." I huffed shortly. Harry gave them a signal to tell them to leave and they caught on quickly.

" Hope you feel better!" They shouted back to me, in unison.

" Thanks..." My voice sounds like a monotone... seriously. Harry turned his attention back to me.

" Are you sure you don't know why you were up?" I racked my brain for an answer.

" Well... I remember waking up as if someone was calling me. My feet were taking me somewhere and I had no control." This was starting to freak me out. I felt tears sting the corners of my eyes. Harry knelt down beside me and held my hand in both of his. He stared straight at me, giving me his strength.

" I... I walked to the corridor. All... *sniff* I remember after that is my vision blurring and the sound of a bone breaking." This was WAY too much now. I broke into quiet tears, still transfixed by Harry's gorgeous eyes. He sat on the bed, leaned close and affectionately kissed each tear away. I had regained some of my strength now and was finally able to smile at this LOVING gesture. I glanced at my arm and noticed that it was no longer broken. Then... my whole world seemed to freeze. I froze. My mind seemed to be travelling backwards in time to what happened last night in the Witch's Lounge room.

I was standing right beside Draco, who was talking to... ME! Draco was saying something to...er...me and I leaned in close to hear.

"---And if you don't leave him... horrible, terrible things will happen and pain will be waiting for you...in hell!" OKAY that's enough. I stood there awkwardly, watching my own body slide into the bubbles and Draco stalk out. That last part was enough for me. This was what he had said. THIS was what I didn't hear! He's threatening me AND my love for Harry! What if he hurts Harry!? I couldn't bear it! I HAVE to do something... and that something is too painful to do. I CAN'T! It's too hard... there HAS to be another way.

Yeah, that's it. I KNOW it. But in my heart I knew it wasn't so. Instantly, I was pulled back into the hospital room and Harry was staring as me as if I just slapped him in the face.

" What wrong!?" I half screamed, half whimpered... although I don't know why.

" What... what did you just see?" He faltered. I couldn't let him know what it was. Time to put on a performance. I'm sorry Harry. I raised my eyebrow skeptically.

" What do you mean?" He pulled himself up the his full height (which is about half an inch taller than me) and said calmly,

" Your eyes glassed over and it was if a movie was playing in your mind. Don't lie to me Jessie. If we're to be together, we're supposed to tell each other these things, remember?" Oh damn. Why couldn't he be one of those boyfriends who couldn't give a CRAP about what you're thinking? No... he had to be perfect... everything I wanted in a man. What the hell am I supposed to say? I have to be truthful and yet... cautious too.

Where's all this profanity coming from? Certainly not evil me? I sighed deeply and as I looked at Harry's face, it broke my heart. It was as if he read my mind because his face looked terribly hurt. It was as if I held his heart in my hand and didn't even acknowledge it. He seized both of my hands and his eyes bore into mine, pleading with my heart, silently. My hands were trembling as I was considering what to do. OKAY... NOW I started to cry. HARD too.

Which didn't help the process. Harry worked his hands in mine so that we were holding each other's. He came on top of me and kissed me intimately on the lips... several times. He lifted his face so that it was level to mine. Then he apologized in a hushed tone,

" I never meant to hurt you. I'm sorry." These separated words drew out my breath and my heart. He had captured me. But not like an endangered animal. He swept me off my feet because he was charming and enchanted. I came to him by my own free will and I never intended to leave. I don't know how long we lay there and kissed but it didn't matter to me. I was with the man I loved and I was NEVER going to let go. Yet... there was a part of me that kept saying, " You don't even know him. It's been, what? A DAY!? It's Dangerous... don't rush in." You know... that's the part of me I NEVER listen too. Way to stubborn thank you very much.

My hair, which by now was a sweaty heap of string, was winded around Harry's hands as he held on to me. PLEASE don't let the nurse come in because I don't want this to end. I don't care if what we were doing was considered " Wrong." All that mattered was that we were together. I knew that we'd be starting our fifth year together. We'd be at Hogwarts and learn SO many new things and meet new people. I want to experience first hand all of the adventures that Harry, Ron and Hermione have had the past years. We could start our own adventures. together. A practically new life with the people I love and care for. What else could a girl ask for?

I grabbed his loose shirt as he buried his hands deeper into my hair. This all felt so natural, so pleasant, and so RIGHT. It was exciting to think of the year to come as we got up. We smiled dreamily at each other and I went to see the nurse. She was a small, dark lady with few teeth but nevertheless, kind and caring.

She said that I was fully healed and could leave. I got dressed with the clothes that Hermione brought me from my wardrobe and Harry and I headed out the door, hand in hand.

" You do know that you've been out for a day right?" He asked me as we walked up the stairs. I stopped and stared at him, shocked.

" You---you mean it's August twelfth?"

" You bet..." My birthday's tomorrow.

" Well..." I sighed, excepting the fact that I missed A WHOLE day. " Tomorrow, I'll officially be fifteen." Harry smiled. However, I think it was more to himself than to me. After my birthday... a whole new year started. After my birthday... life at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry began. I walked sleepily down the hall, towards my room. I couldn't sleep. Well... maybe I will A LITTLE. But I'm WAY too ecstatic about what lay before us all. Or at least the part I imagined. In my mind, I came to the conclusion that I was the happiest and the luckiest girl alive. Or so I thought...