Chapter 10

She also explained to me that, if you'd been sorted into Slytherin, as you were meant to be, we'd have been a couple long before now."

Surprised, Harry said, "I wondered how you were supposed to be one of my two soul mates, when you were in Slytherin and I was in Gryffindor. I didn't think to ask."

She shrugged and, changing the subject, said, "Anyway, I have to get back to Tracey and the others, soon. I left her holding Midnight, my cat. What's so urgent we need to talk about this now?"

"Establishing the bonds," said Harry. "I was thinking of doing it, with you, as soon as we arrive at the castle. I had this whole plan in my head, but Hermione shot me down about it."

"Oh?" she asked, curious. "What was your plan?"

So, Harry explained it.

With a snort, she said, "Miss Grang... Hermione... is right. It wouldn't have worked, that way. However, I think I have a better idea."

"Alright," said Harry. "What's yours?"

"Using a pretty poor excuse to need to talk to me," she said turning and looking at Hermione with a wry smile, "And against her better judgement... Hermione took me to this lavatory to allow you to explain to me how much you believe you're in love with me."

Harry looked at her with not a little amusement.

Daphne, with a final wipe of her nose, tucked her handkerchief up the sleeve of her blouse, sniffed and said, "With that silly Gryffindor courage of leaping into trouble, without thinking, you did this..."

Suddenly, her two hands came up and grabbed Harry by either side of his head. As his eyes widened and his mouth dropped open a little in surprise, she pulled his head forward and down as she brought hers forward and up, tilted slightly to the side.

Before Harry even fully realised what was going on, their lips met.

As it dawned on him that Daphne was actually kissing him, her could see her eyes were closed. He closed his own and allowed the embrace, and kiss, to deepen.

"Oh... my!" breathed Hermione.

What neither Harry nor Daphne could see, was the bright silver aura that seemed to glow from their very skin and surround them both.

As the aura faded away, the two separated and looked at each other in awe. "Wow!" Harry softly said.

"Yeah; wow," said Daphne, equally softly.

As the two stood looking at each other, Hermione said, "That... was... awesome!"

Harry suddenly felt like his insides were being ripped apart. He had fire in his veins and the urgent need to dry wretch. He suddenly made a sharp little cry in pain; and his face scrunched in a rictus of sudden agony.

Doubling over, he turned to the toilet bowl and dry-heaved over it. He couldn't even cry out in further pain due to the heaves. His whole body suddenly felt as if he was burning up; and he broke out in an instant sweat.

After it finally passed, he still stood there, leaning over the bowl, one hand bracing himself against the back wall. He hadn't noticed either girl had come up on either side of him to steady him as his body reacted to the potions unknowingly consumed that morning.

"Oh, God," he moaned, when he was finally able to suck in a large enough lungful of air.

"What's happening?" asked Daphne, quite worried.

"Molly Weasley dosed him, this morning, with a love potion keyed to Ginny and a loyalty potion keyed to Ron," said Hermione. "I take it your Grim Reaper didn't tell you about Molly Weasley and her potions?"

"Yes, but I didn't hear about this," Daphne replied. "What do potions have to do with this?"

"That was his body rejecting the potions she gave him," replied Hermione. "With the first soul bond initiated, the soul bond magic just destroyed the potion's effects in his body."

Harry took another couple of lungfuls of air as she spoke, before he finally stood up, turned and nodded to Daphne. "She's right," he said. "My Grim Reaper told me it was going to happen. I just didn't know how bad it was going to be."

Shaking herself out of her slightly stunned reaction, Daphne gathered herself and said, "Alright, Hermione. Your turn."

"Wh-what?" asked Hermione, quite surprised.

"Kiss him," Daphne said again. "It's no one's business but our own as to what led to me kissing Harry; and then he, you. If we stick with that, there's nothing anyone can say about it."

"Simple and straightforward," said Hermione. With a firm nod, she said, "Alright; my turn."

Daphne stepped back and allowed Hermione to step into Harry's arms. "Let's see how successful I was in avoiding the Potion Queen's dosing of me." This time, Harry was better prepared for the kiss, and also made sure Hermione had a straight path to the bowl.

Again, Harry felt the contact and the sheer happiness he felt from kissing Daphne. And, this time, it was Daphne who was witness to the glowing silver aura.

After the aura faded, Hermione stepped a little to the side to allow Daphne to step back in and join them.

Harry found himself cuddling a witch with either arm. Still slightly stunned, he softly said, "Double wow!"

Both girls giggled as they each snuggled in. Hermione said, "It looks like I was able to completely avoid Molly's potions."

"Good," said Harry. "At least, it was only one of us who had to go through that."

Knowing friends would soon start to come looking them, Daphne cast a minor glamour on herself to hide the fact she'd been crying before she went back to her compartment and told Tracey she was going to join Hermione in another compartment to go over their summer homework for both Ancient Runes and Arithmancy. She then grabbed her robes out of trunk and told Tracey she'd see her at Hogsmeade.

Confused, Tracey didn't argue. She just said, "Be safe. Don't let yourself be alone in a compartment with Malfoy."

Daphne smiled back and said, "Don't worry; I won't."

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