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Chapter 1 The Accident

It had never crossed his mind before that there would come a day that he, Harry Potter, would ever feel sorry for his enemy. He even felt guilty about him. He was still thinking this when he heard an angry, "Where IS my son?"

"He's in the infirmary," Great. Now he was scared. "Madame Pomfrey won't let any one in until she's finished checking him and knows what's wrong."

"Lucius." Severus Snape came out from the infirmary.

"And you said that old nurse won't let any one in?"

"Well, any students in." NO one can stop Snape, right. "Can I leave now?" He just had to save his life.

Lucius' eyes questioned Severus. "No, young man. Not until Draco's back and you apologize to him."

"What if he's not back until tonight or worse … er I will wait for him and apologize." Harry knew better than to argue his Potions Master combine with the strongest Death Eaters.

"Can anybody tell me what happened?" Lucius eyed the guilty Harry Potter.

"Well, we decided to have a small game of Quidditch, and I want to change positions and hit the bludgers sometimes. I think I was too excited when I did it and Malfoy seemed to get in the way…" Harry mumbled under the intense eyes, losing his voice.

"What?"

"It… it's not my fault. We were playing and I was supposed to hit the bludgers and… and…"

The door of the infirmary opened and the tired face of the nurse came in vision.

"You are all too noisy. Now, Mr. Malfoy you can see your son for five minutes. And Harry, the Headmaster would like to have a word with you after dinner." Harry's face was now very pale.

The Gryffindor' common room

The trio were sitting in a secluded part far from the fireplace. The nervous Harry didn't feel better with the company of his excited redheaded friend and the more nervous Hermione Granger.

"Come on, Harry. You got him good. You should be happy now."

"Oh, please, Ron. How if his father decides that I'm a harm to his precious son and wants the ministry to put me in Azkaban?"

"Harry's right Ron. You remember the Buckbeak incident, don't you? But, I don't think Dumbledore will let him put you into Azkaban, Harry."

"Yeah, but he could get me expelled."

"Stop talking nonsense, Harry. You're the Boy Who Lived. You're the hero. And no hero gets put in jail or expelled."

"Are you sure?" Harry felt a little better at his friend's confidence.

"Knowing Dumbledore, he'll do anything to protect you, Harry. Just you see, he'll compromise. Which, of course, is not a bad decision. You did make Malfoy unconscious."

"Hermione, please stop. You're making poor Harry scared."

"Well, Harry, you do know that I'll always support you, don't you?"

"You got me, too, Harry."

The whole time, Harry just watched his friends with amusement. They didn't change much, even when they had going out for a year. Sure, they looked more mature (not sure if he could use that word to describe Ron) and they bodies changed. But there was something that remained with them. Something…

"HARRY, I can't believe you finally did it." Seamus ran to them. Dean, not less enthusiast followed him closely.

"Yeah, Harry, wish you'd have told us first. I can't believe I just let it pass. It's the most incredible thing that ever happened and I just missed it." Dean's words only made Harry's heart sink deeper and deeper. Groaning, he hit his head on the table several times.

Hermione, feeling sorry for her friend, pulled him to his feet. "It's time for dinner. Come on."

Harry just kept silence during the way to the Great Hall, ignoring his happily chattering friends, who were obviously ignoring him as well.

When they arrived, the Great Hall was noisy with the students talking about the previous events. Well, maybe not. The Slytherins were just growling.

Harry wished he could just skip dinner so he could meet Dumbledore and know what his punishments were and get through with it. But then again, he was so afraid that he got expelled. So he wished he could skip meeting Dumbledore but knew that he would only die from curiosity.

Not sure of what he wanted, he just playing his food. He didn't know where to go if he got expelled. He didn't know what to say to the Dursleys. He was pretty sure they would kick him out of the house since it was his last year at Hogwarts. And Sirius and Remus couldn't take him in since they were on the run.

Tired of his own thought, Harry left to the Headmaster's office. He was standing in front of the Gargoyle, not in the mood for guessing candy. 'Maybe if the Gargoyle doesn't let me in, I could just leave.' But the door opened before he even turned around.

"Ah, Harry. There you are. Come in." Sigh.

1 February 03, 10:16 pm