A Serpent and His Rose [The Princess Renounces Her Throne]

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You didn't mind the whispering in the halls. You didn't mind all the rumors. You didn't mind the fact that you haven't said more than 2 words to anyone but Harry or a teacher in the past week. You could even tolerate seeing Felicia around the halls, smiling smugly about her "victory" over you. What you couldn't take, was him flaunting her whenever you were around. His only show of affection for her has been in your presence. Draco didn't care about Felicia, and him trying to hurt you only proved to you that he still cared about you and couldn't cope. So all you could do was ignore him. And you were now very good at it.

"Hey..."

You looked up to see Harry. It was just you and him and a few Ravenclaws up this early in the Great Hall. He stood with his hands in his pockets peering over your shoulder at what you were writing on the piece of parchment in front of you.

"Nosy much?" you asked, putting down your quill.

"Sorry." He said, sitting down and taking a piece of toast.

"It's Potions." you finished, picking your quill back up.

"Ouch. Couldn't finish?"

"No. I went to sleep early. I had a long day yesterday."

"I'll bet. I mean, you must have loads of work from all the classes you've been missing." he said.

"Don't get all parental on me Potter." you warned, pointing the quill at his nose.

"I'm not. It's just an observation." he said.

"And why? Are you trying to observe me?" you asked slyly, raising an eyebrow.

"No. You aren't that interesting. You're actually quite boring." he joked, smiling. You hit him in the arm lightly. "Hey if you’re gonna be mean--" he began, getting up.

"Sit back down Potter. I barely touched you." you said, turning back to your paper. "Where's your usual posse, anyway?"

"Posse?"

"Your friends?"

"I know what it means. It just sounded weird coming out of your mouth is all." he said.

"Whatever Harry. I've just noticed that you aren't around much with them."

"Are you trying to notice me?" he asked. You laughed, nearly spilling ink all over your paper. When you finally composed yourself, you just looked at him.

"Thanks."

"For what?" he asked.

"I needed to laugh."

"Well glad I helped. You have looked stressed lately."

"Yeah..." you muttered. You dotted your last period on your essay and sighed happily.

"Finished before the breakfast rush." you smiled, rolling up the parchment and putting it in your bag.

"You gonna eat?"

"Not too hungry. I'll see you later Harry." you said, bending down and kissing him on the cheek. You usually only did that with your best guy friends, so you figured he was now one of them as you turned and left the hall.

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FELICIA'S POV:

"Draco?" you asked, sitting up in your bed, pulling the sheets closer to you. You watched him getting dressed on the other side of the room.

"I've got to go. See you later." he said shortly. And he left. No kiss or anything. But you were used to this. You sighed and slid out of your bed, pulling a robe over your naked body. You looked around at all the sleeping girls, wondering what their lives were like. Simple, plain, boring most likely. You heard a knock and turned around to face the door. Adam was standing in the open doorway.

"Hello. Looking lovely this morning." he said, eyeing you.

"I'm taken now." you said. He moved toward you and pulled your hips forward, his body pressing against yours.

"I really don't think Draco would mind." he whispered, his hands gliding down your back. You broke away from him, anger pulsing through your body at his words and how true they really were.

"Stop. What do you want?"

"Well, you might've gotten what you wanted, but I'm very unsatisfied with my side of things."

"Is that my problem?"

"It could be." he said. You crossed your arms over your chest and waited for him to continue. "Andrea hasn't spoken more than a word to me since she's been back. I do see her with Potter a lot though..." he said, looking off at nothing in particular.

"Potter? I don't believe that. It's really strange don't you think? Potter and a Slytherin girl. That wouldn't go down well with the houses."

"Which is why they usually hang out when nobody's around. I bet you 100 galleons they are in the Great Hall together as we speak."

"No way. You've probably already checked." you said.

"I have. And they are. My point is, I don't like it. I'm a Slytherin. She should be with me."

"I agree." you said. "But I really don't see how this involves me."

"I need you to break it to the girls of Slytherin... and Draco." he finished, eyeing your legs as you sat down.

"Break what exactly?"

"From what I've observed they are getting rather close. It's only a matter of time before something happens. And I'll be watching. When the time is right, you'll make your move."
Adam got up and walked to the door.

"Adam, this won't guarantee that you get her, you know." you said quietly, eyeing the Slytherin girls and making sure none of them were waking up.

"I know that. But she's vulnerable, and one little thing will break her. And then either way... I win." he said, an evil smirk forming on his lips as he left the dorm.

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ANDY'S POV:

You sat in a straddle on the grass, stretching out your legs while reading your Transfigurations textbook. You felt good today, sitting out under the sun and catching up on some schoolwork. It was the simplicity you've been longing for months. You looked up to see Kasey walking toward you. You pulled your legs together into indian style and watched her.

"Hey. How are you?" she asked.

"Never been better." you said, smiling.

"Tammy and I hardly ever see you." she sat next to you.

"Well I'm busy. Showcase and all."

"Not too busy for Harry Potter, are you?" she asked. You were shocked, and stepped closer to her.

"Where did you hear that?"

"I've seen you two together." she said.

"So? We can't be friends?" you asked.

"Friends? Are you sure that's all it is? And no. You can't. You're Slytherin. The old Andy wouldn't have given him a second glance." she whispered.

"Well, I'm not the old Andy." you said flatly. There was a silence, and you were about to walk away when Kasey started to speak again.

"Look, as your friend, I'm telling you this to help you out. Everyone in Slytherin wrote off those first little encounters with Potter as trying to get back at Draco. But if they hear about anything else, they'll get suspicious. And Draco--"

"Draco has Felicia. He shouldn't care what I'm doing. And there isn't anything between me and Potter, alright? We just talk every once and a while. I'm not going to get caught up in all this Slytherin bullshit! So tell everyone who says anything about me from now on to just fuck off!" you finished, storming away from Kasey angrily. You were done with Slytherin and their pureblood bullshit.

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