To see things in a different light
Rating: For now pg-13 may change later.
Summary: Harry pisses off the Boys of Gryffindor and has to suffer the consequences.
Warning: Eventually slash but for now just harmless hetero stuff.
Pairing: Ron/Hermione but that's all for now
Timeline: 6th year. Siri's dead, Harry's depressed.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. Yup it's mine!
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Comments: Thankies muchly to all who reviewed!
Reminder: Jasmine Evans=Harry Potter
Chapter 3 Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy.
Draco was sitting on his bed as he watched his friends pack.
"It's not fair. You guys get to go home. I have to stay here because the ministry doesn't trust my mother." Draco said sounding like a perpetual two- year-old.
"Oh grow up Draco." Theodore said.
"I mean you'll have the entire house to yourself, no pansy to bother you." Blaise offered.
"That is true." Draco said.
"Down side is that you'll be sharing the castle with half the staff, Dumbledore, two Ravenclaws, one Hufflepuff and Granger." Goyle said
"Potter and Weasel aren't going to be here? Thank Merlin for small miracles.' Draco said falling back onto his bed.
"Come on Draco." Crabbe said pulling Draco off the bed. Draco followed his friends down to the Common room
"Are you going to come see us off Drakey?" The overly shrill voice of one Pansy Parkinson called from the common room. Draco winced.
"Yes Pansy and you don't need to blow out my ear drums to ask me." Draco snapped.
"Don't mind him Pansy, he's just mad the ministry won't let him leave Dumbledore's ever watchful eye." Millicent Buldstrode said heaving her backpack over her shoulder.
"Thank you ever so much for pouring lemon juice over an exposed wound Milli." Draco said shoving his hands into his pockets.
"I do what I can." the burly girl replied.
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At the Train station Jasmine was standing next to Hermione holding a black backpack. She turned her head to avoid the mush display between Ron and Hermione. Ever since they got together after the Department of Mystery incident Jasmine couldn't stand to watch them give each other kissy goo-goo faces. Made her wanna puke.
"Hermione, I'll catch up with you at the school. I want to check out Hogsmeade." Jasmine said.
"Ok Jasmine. I'll see you at dinner. Now Ron you will write me everyday?" Hermione asked. Jasmine didn't hear the answer to the question on account she was out of earshot in record time.
"Drakie you will write me?" Pansy asked.
"You know I can't. I'm not allowed any outside contact with anyone. thankfully." Draco reminded the girl. Pansy pouted. She stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. Once Pansy was inside the train Draco rubbed his cheek like he was just given the kiss of death. Blaise laughed at him. "shut up blaise."
"I just find it funny she's head over heels for you and you don't care about her one bit." Blaise said through giggles
"I do care... I care enough that I won't kill her when she kisses me." Draco said.
"And to think you have to marry her." Theo commented.
"Don't remind me. Have a grand old time with out me boys. I'm off to visit Hogsmeade." Draco turned on his heel and walked off before they could tease him more.
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Jasmine was standing on a stool in the new clothing store in Hogsmeade. The Modern Wiz was a store where the kids in Hogwarts could go to get measured and have clothes that the on staff stylist thinks would match their personality from the questionnaire they fill out after they get measured. Jasmine tapped her sneaker while she waited for the witch to come back with the questionnaire.
I just want new robes that don't make me look like I'm wearing a potato sack. she thought sighing.
Draco walked into Modern Wiz and looked around. He decided to stop here and look at some new robes for spring. His spring robes were short and some wise ass second year decided to write Slytherin Slut on them in white fabic marker that didn't come off... Draco hexed him into oblivion for that. He walked to the counter and rang the bell. A girl with blond hair and a man with black hair walked in.
"May I help you?" the girl asked politly. Draco saw that her name tag red Trixy.
"Yes Trixy I was wondering if I could get fitted for a new wordrobe... everything I own is black." Draco said smiling politely.
"Black was the new red but now red is back." the man said. Draco could see his name was Julian. "Don't you worry you're pretty little head. We'll get you all cute for those hot girls or boys." he said with a smirk playing on his lips. Draco couldn't help it, he blushed. Not everyone knew the Malfoy heir swung both ways. And even fewer people knew that Draco enjoyed boys more then girls.
"Now Julian don't scare the boy. Just take him back into the waiting room with Jasmine. And bring her the questionnaire already." Trixy said shooing Julian.
"Yes mistress." Julian said walking off, Draco and questionnaire in tow.
When the curtain opened Jasmine sighed.
"About time Julian. I was growing old here." Jasmine said hands on her hips.
"Watch it missy or I'll have Stacey give you lime green and orange pants." Julian threatened giving her the questionnaire. Draco came into the room and he and Jasmine locked eyes.
oh fuck. Of all the fitting rooms, in all the stores, in all the world... why did he have to walk into mine?! Jasmine thought near panicking. She smiled Just play it cool and ignore him.
Who is she? Only one way to find out. Draco thought. Julian left them and Jasmine sat down at a small table and started her questionnaire while draco got measured by the magical measuring tape.
"Hello. What's your name?" Draco asked as the tape measured his hair.
"Jasmine. Jasmine Evans." Jasmine answered shortly.
"I'm Draco Malfoy. Do you go to Hogwarts? I'm pretty sure I would have seen you. You look about my age." Draco said.
"I'm visiting a friend. I go to Beauxbotons normally." Jasmine responded writing fast.
"You don't have a French accent."
"My parents were British."
"Oh." Draco fell silent and waited while the measuring tape finished measuring. Trixy came back and handed Draco a questionnaire and Draco sat down next to Jasmine. "who's your friend?" draco asked.
'What?" Jasmine asked looking up.
"your friend, that you're staying with. Who are they?" Draco asked looking up.
"Oh I'm stay with Hermione Granger." Jasmine said proudly.
"Granger? Oh god." Draco said looking back down at his paper.
"what was the 'oh god' for?" she asked.
"Well she's a smart-ass goody-goody Gryffindor Mudblood know it all is what. That and she hangs out with Weasel, who has more siblings then money, and Potter the annoying-boy who lived. " Draco said causally. Jasmine's eyes narrowed. She stood slowly and lowered a glare at Draco
"Ron's family may not have a lot of money but they care about each other, Hermione is smart so she can prove herself to the Wizarding world, Harry doesn't want any of the fame he got, and, incase you're wondering, Voldemort was a Muggle Born too." and with that she stormed out of the dressing room. Draco just sat there, thunder shocked.
She actually talked to me like that. No one has ever talked to me like that. Ever. Wow. Draco finished his questionnaire quickly and ran out of the store. He looked around Hogsmeade and saw Jasmine going into Zonko's. He followed her in there. Jasmine was browsing the aisles when Draco came up behind her.
"Hi." Draco said. Jasmine turned around and glared at him.
"Oh it's you." she said turning back around.
"Yes it's me. Can I buy you something?"
"Why?" JAsmine asked looking him up and down.
"Because I don't say the word that means you want to be forgiven. I buy people things to make up for what I've done." Draco said. Jasmine looked at him like he was crazy. "what?"
"That's even worse then never saying you're sorry." Jasmine said walking away from him.
"Wait." Draco said
"No. Just because you have money doesn't mean you can use it to get people to like you." Jasmine said leaving the shop.
"It's worked before." Draco commented following.
"Why are you still following me? From what I've heard you would have insulted me and left me by now." JAsmine asked walking down the street. Draco grabbed her hand and turned her to face him.
"I don't know. Normally I wouldn't act like this but there's something about you. I want to get to know you. With out the title, the money, everything. Please?" Draco asked.
"I don't know. Hermione-" Jasmine started.
"Forget what Granger and Weasel and Potter said about me. Let me prove to you I am more then what everyone thinks. If you don't... you're no better then them." Draco stated.
"Fine. I'll give you a chance. But one Muggle-born, Scar-Head, or Kuntless Weasel negative comment and you can forget I exsist." Jasmine said. Draco smiled, a real smile. Not a sneer, not a smirk, but a 100-watt smile. It left Jasmine feeling dizzy and weak in the knees.
"Thank you. I promise you, you won't be sorry. Can we start over?" Draco asked. Jasmine nodded. Draco extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy. And you're name is?"
"Jasmine Evans. I'm visiting friends for the Holidays." Jasmine said smiling. Draco brought her knuckles up to his lips and brushed a kiss across them
"Well Ms. Evans. I was wondering if you'd accompany me to the Three Broomsticks for a Butter Beer tomorrow evening?" Draco asked.
"Talk to me in the morning and we'll see." Draco's jaw dropped. "You didn't think you'd get a date that easy. Bye Draco." Jasmine said skipping off.
"She's something else." Draco said watching her walk off.
that night
December 22, 1996
I met Draco Malfoy today. The real Draco Malfoy. He seems... different but in a good way. I know it sounds crazy but I think I can like him as a real friend this time around.
But maybe I'm sleep deprived.
Harry/AKA Jasmine.
Rating: For now pg-13 may change later.
Summary: Harry pisses off the Boys of Gryffindor and has to suffer the consequences.
Warning: Eventually slash but for now just harmless hetero stuff.
Pairing: Ron/Hermione but that's all for now
Timeline: 6th year. Siri's dead, Harry's depressed.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. Yup it's mine!
thoughts
Journal Entrees
Comments: Thankies muchly to all who reviewed!
Reminder: Jasmine Evans=Harry Potter
Chapter 3 Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy.
Draco was sitting on his bed as he watched his friends pack.
"It's not fair. You guys get to go home. I have to stay here because the ministry doesn't trust my mother." Draco said sounding like a perpetual two- year-old.
"Oh grow up Draco." Theodore said.
"I mean you'll have the entire house to yourself, no pansy to bother you." Blaise offered.
"That is true." Draco said.
"Down side is that you'll be sharing the castle with half the staff, Dumbledore, two Ravenclaws, one Hufflepuff and Granger." Goyle said
"Potter and Weasel aren't going to be here? Thank Merlin for small miracles.' Draco said falling back onto his bed.
"Come on Draco." Crabbe said pulling Draco off the bed. Draco followed his friends down to the Common room
"Are you going to come see us off Drakey?" The overly shrill voice of one Pansy Parkinson called from the common room. Draco winced.
"Yes Pansy and you don't need to blow out my ear drums to ask me." Draco snapped.
"Don't mind him Pansy, he's just mad the ministry won't let him leave Dumbledore's ever watchful eye." Millicent Buldstrode said heaving her backpack over her shoulder.
"Thank you ever so much for pouring lemon juice over an exposed wound Milli." Draco said shoving his hands into his pockets.
"I do what I can." the burly girl replied.
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At the Train station Jasmine was standing next to Hermione holding a black backpack. She turned her head to avoid the mush display between Ron and Hermione. Ever since they got together after the Department of Mystery incident Jasmine couldn't stand to watch them give each other kissy goo-goo faces. Made her wanna puke.
"Hermione, I'll catch up with you at the school. I want to check out Hogsmeade." Jasmine said.
"Ok Jasmine. I'll see you at dinner. Now Ron you will write me everyday?" Hermione asked. Jasmine didn't hear the answer to the question on account she was out of earshot in record time.
"Drakie you will write me?" Pansy asked.
"You know I can't. I'm not allowed any outside contact with anyone. thankfully." Draco reminded the girl. Pansy pouted. She stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. Once Pansy was inside the train Draco rubbed his cheek like he was just given the kiss of death. Blaise laughed at him. "shut up blaise."
"I just find it funny she's head over heels for you and you don't care about her one bit." Blaise said through giggles
"I do care... I care enough that I won't kill her when she kisses me." Draco said.
"And to think you have to marry her." Theo commented.
"Don't remind me. Have a grand old time with out me boys. I'm off to visit Hogsmeade." Draco turned on his heel and walked off before they could tease him more.
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Jasmine was standing on a stool in the new clothing store in Hogsmeade. The Modern Wiz was a store where the kids in Hogwarts could go to get measured and have clothes that the on staff stylist thinks would match their personality from the questionnaire they fill out after they get measured. Jasmine tapped her sneaker while she waited for the witch to come back with the questionnaire.
I just want new robes that don't make me look like I'm wearing a potato sack. she thought sighing.
Draco walked into Modern Wiz and looked around. He decided to stop here and look at some new robes for spring. His spring robes were short and some wise ass second year decided to write Slytherin Slut on them in white fabic marker that didn't come off... Draco hexed him into oblivion for that. He walked to the counter and rang the bell. A girl with blond hair and a man with black hair walked in.
"May I help you?" the girl asked politly. Draco saw that her name tag red Trixy.
"Yes Trixy I was wondering if I could get fitted for a new wordrobe... everything I own is black." Draco said smiling politely.
"Black was the new red but now red is back." the man said. Draco could see his name was Julian. "Don't you worry you're pretty little head. We'll get you all cute for those hot girls or boys." he said with a smirk playing on his lips. Draco couldn't help it, he blushed. Not everyone knew the Malfoy heir swung both ways. And even fewer people knew that Draco enjoyed boys more then girls.
"Now Julian don't scare the boy. Just take him back into the waiting room with Jasmine. And bring her the questionnaire already." Trixy said shooing Julian.
"Yes mistress." Julian said walking off, Draco and questionnaire in tow.
When the curtain opened Jasmine sighed.
"About time Julian. I was growing old here." Jasmine said hands on her hips.
"Watch it missy or I'll have Stacey give you lime green and orange pants." Julian threatened giving her the questionnaire. Draco came into the room and he and Jasmine locked eyes.
oh fuck. Of all the fitting rooms, in all the stores, in all the world... why did he have to walk into mine?! Jasmine thought near panicking. She smiled Just play it cool and ignore him.
Who is she? Only one way to find out. Draco thought. Julian left them and Jasmine sat down at a small table and started her questionnaire while draco got measured by the magical measuring tape.
"Hello. What's your name?" Draco asked as the tape measured his hair.
"Jasmine. Jasmine Evans." Jasmine answered shortly.
"I'm Draco Malfoy. Do you go to Hogwarts? I'm pretty sure I would have seen you. You look about my age." Draco said.
"I'm visiting a friend. I go to Beauxbotons normally." Jasmine responded writing fast.
"You don't have a French accent."
"My parents were British."
"Oh." Draco fell silent and waited while the measuring tape finished measuring. Trixy came back and handed Draco a questionnaire and Draco sat down next to Jasmine. "who's your friend?" draco asked.
'What?" Jasmine asked looking up.
"your friend, that you're staying with. Who are they?" Draco asked looking up.
"Oh I'm stay with Hermione Granger." Jasmine said proudly.
"Granger? Oh god." Draco said looking back down at his paper.
"what was the 'oh god' for?" she asked.
"Well she's a smart-ass goody-goody Gryffindor Mudblood know it all is what. That and she hangs out with Weasel, who has more siblings then money, and Potter the annoying-boy who lived. " Draco said causally. Jasmine's eyes narrowed. She stood slowly and lowered a glare at Draco
"Ron's family may not have a lot of money but they care about each other, Hermione is smart so she can prove herself to the Wizarding world, Harry doesn't want any of the fame he got, and, incase you're wondering, Voldemort was a Muggle Born too." and with that she stormed out of the dressing room. Draco just sat there, thunder shocked.
She actually talked to me like that. No one has ever talked to me like that. Ever. Wow. Draco finished his questionnaire quickly and ran out of the store. He looked around Hogsmeade and saw Jasmine going into Zonko's. He followed her in there. Jasmine was browsing the aisles when Draco came up behind her.
"Hi." Draco said. Jasmine turned around and glared at him.
"Oh it's you." she said turning back around.
"Yes it's me. Can I buy you something?"
"Why?" JAsmine asked looking him up and down.
"Because I don't say the word that means you want to be forgiven. I buy people things to make up for what I've done." Draco said. Jasmine looked at him like he was crazy. "what?"
"That's even worse then never saying you're sorry." Jasmine said walking away from him.
"Wait." Draco said
"No. Just because you have money doesn't mean you can use it to get people to like you." Jasmine said leaving the shop.
"It's worked before." Draco commented following.
"Why are you still following me? From what I've heard you would have insulted me and left me by now." JAsmine asked walking down the street. Draco grabbed her hand and turned her to face him.
"I don't know. Normally I wouldn't act like this but there's something about you. I want to get to know you. With out the title, the money, everything. Please?" Draco asked.
"I don't know. Hermione-" Jasmine started.
"Forget what Granger and Weasel and Potter said about me. Let me prove to you I am more then what everyone thinks. If you don't... you're no better then them." Draco stated.
"Fine. I'll give you a chance. But one Muggle-born, Scar-Head, or Kuntless Weasel negative comment and you can forget I exsist." Jasmine said. Draco smiled, a real smile. Not a sneer, not a smirk, but a 100-watt smile. It left Jasmine feeling dizzy and weak in the knees.
"Thank you. I promise you, you won't be sorry. Can we start over?" Draco asked. Jasmine nodded. Draco extended his hand. "Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy. And you're name is?"
"Jasmine Evans. I'm visiting friends for the Holidays." Jasmine said smiling. Draco brought her knuckles up to his lips and brushed a kiss across them
"Well Ms. Evans. I was wondering if you'd accompany me to the Three Broomsticks for a Butter Beer tomorrow evening?" Draco asked.
"Talk to me in the morning and we'll see." Draco's jaw dropped. "You didn't think you'd get a date that easy. Bye Draco." Jasmine said skipping off.
"She's something else." Draco said watching her walk off.
that night
December 22, 1996
I met Draco Malfoy today. The real Draco Malfoy. He seems... different but in a good way. I know it sounds crazy but I think I can like him as a real friend this time around.
But maybe I'm sleep deprived.
Harry/AKA Jasmine.