I do not own Harry Potter anything. These beautiful characters and settings belong to J.K. Rowling. (No matter how much I would love to own Draco 3) Any other ideas that I may have used, all credit goes to their rightful owners.


The Price of Hatred

Harry Potter stood in the Great Hall at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry looking at the restoration that had happened over the summer. He, like many others had returned after the war to complete their magical education. All of last year's seventh years were given the opportunity to become 'eighth years'.

Hermione and Ron had both returned too and surprisingly enough they were still together. Harry was wandering around on his third day back and found himself in the hall. It held all those memories of Voldemort and he needed some sort of closure. He had broken up with Ginny moments ago. He couldn't be with her.

"It's changed, huh?" A silky voice said from behind him.

Harry turned. "Malfoy?"

"In the flesh, Potter." Draco Malfoy said stepping out from the shadows.

Harry was stunned. He had read that Malfoy had been cleared of all charges because Voldemort forced him into service by threatening his family. Malfoy actually looked good. His hair was longer and blonder. He looked more built too. Harry was checking him out. He glanced up.

"Finished?" Malfoy asked.

Harry blushed a mean shade of red. "Oh, I'm sorry."

"No, don't. I am so tired of other people's apologies." Malfoy said stepping closer. "Harry, I'm the one who's sorry. I should have been stronger or fought harder… I just couldn't bear the thought of losing them…"

Malfoy's voice was drowned out. Harry had run towards him and was hugging him.

"What he did isn't your fault, Malfoy." Harry said.

Suddenly out of seemingly nowhere there was as flash of blue and both boys collapsed writhing about in pain.

"Oh My God! HELP SOMEBODY HELP!" Ginny Weasley screamed.

Minutes later Professor McGonagall had been summoned and the boys were moved to the hospital wing.


"Miss Weasley, I will only ask once more. What happened?" McGonagall asked Ginny. Although her voice was low and soft she looked furious.

Ginny cried harder. "I'm so sorry… God Harry…" Hermione and Ron were watching from across the room next to Harry's bedside and hearing the exclamation Hermione went to comfort her.

"Gin." She said quietly. "You have to tell us so we can fix this, please, for Harry."

Ginny looked up at Hermione's calming words. "Ok. I used a love spell… it was the first thing in my mind… I've never used it before, only heard about it… I saw Harry hugging Malfoy and I freaked out…. I'm sorry… I really am… I didn't…"

"Miss Weasley, please go lay down and rest. Miss Granger, please go with her and try to calm her a little." McGonagall said. After they had left, McGonagall turned to Ron. "Mr. Weasley, you should go too. They will probably be out for a while. You can all visit when things are better."

When they were alone she turned to her good friend and the school's only nurse. "What is it, Poppy?" she asked.

"I'm positive it's not life threatening, It seems Miss Weasley used a most uncommon form of love spell. The problem is I can't remove it and they shouldn't have passed out or be in pain, but they are. Although I've never seen any love spell put on two males before. Could that be why?" Madam Pomfrey asked.

McGonagall face darkened slightly. "You can't remove it. They are in pain. Oh goodness. Move them both to quarantine. The press would have a field day with this. Only the Weasley's and Granger may visit and anyone Malfoy asks for once he's awake. Although he may not want visitors considering most his friends are… well… anyways, please try to keep them calm. I'm going to see someone about a cure." And with that she left the room.