Unmatched Hatred

Chapter 32

"Could I come with you? I may can help."

"I guess you can, but I doubt it will be anything exciting."

"Anywhere with you is exciting," I replied with a wink.

Harry blushed at my response, and helped me clean up everything after we had decided the date had officially come to an end. Sure, I may have wanted me and Harry to enjoy some more time together, but whatever he wants I will comply with. There's no harm in making a sacrifice occasionally.

While in the library, Harry and I searched across rows of hundreds of books. I honestly had no idea which book to skim through first. I seriously doubted there was a book on "How to Defeat a Dragon Without a Wand". What type of rule is that anyway? No wand? That's ridiculous! I refused to let Harry get slaughtered by a dragon. I thought until my thoughts seemed to fog with numerous useless ideas taking up space in my scattered brain.

"How are you supposed to fight a dragon with no magic?" I finally let out.

"Well, I can use spoken spells, but none of the ones I'm reading about seem useful. Plus, I'm not supposed to necessarily fight it. I have to retrieve the golden egg that it will be guarding."

"Have you got any idea on how you are going to accomplish that?"

Harry flipped a few pages in his book, deep in thought.

"Not at all. Do you?"

"I have no idea," I sadly admitted.

"Maybe we should come back another day. It is getting pretty late."

"I agree. Maybe once our minds are refreshed in the morning, we will have a plan."

"I hope so. I really don't want to get blown to pieces by a fire-breathing dragon."

I gently held his hand from across the time.

"Hey! Don't say that. I will come up with something. I promise."

Once we departed ways and announced our final good nights, I made it my mission to completely consume my thinking with nothing but how I was going to help Harry finish the task and also help him return in one piece. In fact, I had been challenging my mind so greatly that it took me a moment to notice Kasper was walking right next to me.

"Oh hey Kasper. I did not see you there."

"I know. I was waiting for you to realize. Anyways, what are you doing out here so late?"

"I could ask you the same thing," I examined as I halted in my path.

"You tell me yours and our tell you mine," Kasper said decidedly.

I crossed my arms, a suspicious expression forming across my features.

"I was just with Harry in the library. Now your turn."

Just hanging out with Blaise a few minutes ago. He went back to the common room though, which is where I'm assuming you're going."

"That's all? Just hanging out with Blaise?"

"Well, that's the shortened version of it. Let me tell you what we witnessed though."

Kasper goes on to say that while him and Blaise were simply getting to know each other while taking a friendly stroll near the Black Lake, they spotted Malfoy and Parkinson doing the same thing. Kasper and Blaise then decided to spy on them and hid behind a random bush.

"They were hiding behind a large tree," Kasper continued on with his story, "They were fairly well hidden for the most part, except from the angle from where which me and Blaise watched. We both had to look away shortly after though, because they started kissing!"

Kasper began to cackle hysterically as if it were a comical joke and not a traumatizing sight to see.

"Kas! That's disgusting! Are you serious?"

"Oh yes! I'm more than serious," claimed Kasper as he attempted to hide his laughter. "They were also really deep into it too."

"Okay! I've heard enough!" I declared, noticeably horrified.

Perhaps Kasper was just laughing from the unforgettable trauma he must have developed during that course of events. Just hearing all of it made me want to throw up in my mouth. Personally, I would have drowned myself in the Black Lake after witnessing that atrocious monstrosity.

"I guess that means they're dating," I concluded.

"Most definitely," replied Kasper, "Anyways, I forgot to ask how you and Harry's date went."

"It was remarkable," I answered, well pleased. "Although, he mostly ranted about Malfoy the entire time."

"Did that bother you?" asked Kasper in consideration.

I began walking again and he followed right beside me.

I had to be truthful with myself. It did bother me. Several things Harry has done has bothered me. However, we all have our flaws. I'm sure he was just not aware that his ranting had mad me a bit upset. Of course, I could always speak to him about it later. He would change, I would forgive him, and we would move forward.

"A bit," I finally answered once I had thought about it, "but I do the same thing, so it's fine."

"I'll never forget the big fight between Harry and Malfoy. That was hilarious."

"That was embarrassing," I corrected his choice of words. "We did actually discuss that too. I still find it hard to believe Malfoy would start a fight over me basically."

"Malfoy?"

I felt my heart fall from within myself. Kasper's tone of voice suggested he was asking a question.

"Yeah, Malfoy..." I stated carefully, making sure he heard me correctly because I was sure I had said the right thing.

I did not want this conversation to travel a different direction.

"Malfoy started it, right?" I asked, beginning to suddenly doubt myself.

"Well, if my memory serves me correctly, I swear I can remember Harry charging towards Malfoy."

"Are you sure?" I interrogated him, a hint of disbelief in my tone.

"I am. The whole school gossiped about it for at least a month. I thought everyone knew it was Harry."

"But I mean- are you 100% sure?"

"Who told you it was Malfoy?"

I paused for a second, letting the shock sink in before saying my next response.

"Harry."