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Harry/Parvati/Padma Short Story - What are friends for? Chapter 1
🕑 Added 2023-12-06 21:31:49 +0000 UTCThe Transfiguration classroom was filled with Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students.
And on the last bench of the room at the back, sitting was a lonely Harry Potter.
With his head on his hand, Harry was boringly staring at the wall, ignoring the glare he was receiving from the other students.
Hufflepuff, he could understand, but getting glares from his own house was something Harry had never expected.
And it hurts more than he was showing because he doesn't want to let these people know that.
What hurt the most was that two of the glares were from his own best friends.
Someone who he had thought would always have his back.
And it was all because of the stupid tournament.
But as much as Harry hated how the Tri-Wizard Tournament has made him a liar and cheater in everyone's eyes, at least he let him see the real faces of the people closer to him.
Drumming his finger on the table, Harry waited for Professor McGonagall to arrive to start the class.
Just as he was dribbling in his thoughts about what new spells and magic he was going to learn after this class for the first task, someone dropped down beside him on the bench.
Turning his head, he was shocked to see the huffing and puffing Parvati Patil sitting with him, who seemed as if she had run here all the way from the dorm.
"Oh, sorry, Harry,” Parvati said with a small smile. “Would you mind if I sat here?”
Harry blinked owlishly at him, still confused about what was happening.
Seeing that she was waiting for his answer, Harry nodded. "Yeah, sure,” he said, shifting to his right, giving her more space.
“Thank you." Parvati smiled widely.
“No problem.” Harry smiled back, happy to see someone smiling and not scowling or glaring at him.
“Am I late?” Parvati asked him.
"No, no, just in time, McGonagall still hasn't arrived." Harry shook his head.
"Good,” Parvati sighed and relaxed back with closed eyes, clearly tired from the running she did, which surprised Harry.
Parvati had never been late for any class, and she was without Lavender, who had already arrived at the class way before her and was sitting on the front row, and she hadn't even looked back to check if her friend had come or not.
And Harry had never seen those two girls without each other.
"Um, Parvati, would you mind if I asked you something?" Harry asked hesitantly.
“Of course, Harry,” Parvati straightened and looked at him with her chocolate brown eyes.
“Why are you not sitting with lavender?" Harry asked and then raised his hand. "I mean, I don't mind you sitting here with me, but it's just that I have never seen you two separated.”
"Well," Parvati said, chewing her lip. “It's because of you.”
“Me?” Harry exclaimed, “What did I do?”
“It's not something you did, Harry,” Parvati giggled.
Harry smiled upon hearing her sweet giggle, and he cursed himself for ever thinking Parvati was irritating when she giggled.
“Then why?”
“It's because she believes you put your name in the goblet and you are lying now,” Parvati said, glaring at her blonde friend's head. “And when I argued, why would you do that? Then she didn't like it, and we had a fight over it.”
Harry's eyebrows raised, and he whispered, “So you believe me?”
“Of course, I do.” Parvati boldly said, looking at him, "I have been in the same house as you for 3 years now, and I know you did not do something so stupid.”
“You really think so?” Harry's eyes were wide in surprise at what he was hearing.
"Harry, from what I have learned in the last three years, you don't chase trouble; trouble follows you, so I know you would never participate in such a dangerous tournament illegally.” Parvati snorted and shook her head. “And as for fame, glory, and money, you already have all of that.”
Harry sat in silence, staring dumbly at Parvati as his brain came to terms with what he had just heard.
Parvati believed him.
There was actually someone who trusted him and knew what he had gone through previously, which would make him never have the desire to enter a competition that could take his life.
And it wasn't his so-called best friends; instead, it was his housemate, his year mate, and the witch, whom he had always thought was annoying.
Harry wanted to go back in time and smack his past self in the head, who had never tried to befriend other students from his house who he now found out actually knew him better than his friends, with whom he has been since he stepped foot in this castle.
But it wasn't too late for him; in fact, this was the perfect opportunity for him to rectify.
With that in mind, he came out of his trance and widely smiled at Parvati. “Thank you so much, Parvati. You don't know how much it means to me to know there is someone who really knows me and believes in me.”
“It's what friends do." Parvati shrugged and shyly smiled back with a blush on her brown skin.
‘So beautiful,’ Harry thought as he stared at her pretty flushed face.
Both were broken out in their moments as Professor McGonagall entered the room in her usual strict tone and began the class.
Harry and Parvati turned and stared ahead of the room, giving their attention to their professor.
"Alright, class, today you will be learning how to transfigure a wooden block into a living wooden dog like this,” McGonagall told them. She then touched her wand to the wooden block in front of her and turned it into a wooden dog who began running around.
Harry smiled amusedly at Parvati at his side, who was awing at the cute dog.
“The spell is mutatio, and the wand movement is a twirl and stab motion." She explained it to the class and showed them how to do it.
“Now do it yourself, and I want everyone of you to at least do a satisfactory job by the end of the class,” she said sternly.
She then, with a wave of her wand, delivered a wooden block to each student.
Harry traced the wood with his wand and thought about the dog he wanted it to turn into, and then, with a twirl and a stab motion just like McGonagall showed, he whispered the spell.
“mutatio”
His spell hit the block, and in less than a second, it turned into a dog, just like he imagined.
Harry smiled satisfiedly, and with his wand, he made the dog walk around his desk.
"Harry, that's so amazing." Parvati gushed as she wide-eyed stared at his work in wonder. “You did it the first time."
“It wasn't very hard,” Harry said humbly. His cheeks were a little red, but inside he was pleased to see how impressed Parvati was.
“It is very impressive, Mr. Potter," McGonagall told him with a smile as she came around to their table and looked at his work with appreciation.
“Doing this spell in your first attempt is something very few students in my teaching history can claim." She praised him with a proud smile. “Take 10 points for it, and I hope I see a performance like this in your first task as well.”
Before Harry could react, McGonagall had turned back and was roaming around the class again and inspecting others work.
Harry stared at her back, still dumbfounded, as he comprehended what he just heard.
Professor McGonagall has actually just given him her support and motivation to do well on the first task.
After not having anyone believe in and support him, having a friend who believed in him and his head of house who was also supporting him to succeed filled him with happiness and the strength to ace the first task.
If Harry wasn't completely lost in his own thoughts, he would have noticed a bushy-voiced ex-friend of his glaring at him jealously while she tried to do the spell and failed.
A huff and muttering curses brought Harry out of his thoughts, and he looked at his partner to see her stabbing her wand repeatedly while hissing the spell.
"Mutatio," she hissed, stabbing her wand, but the wood remained the same.
Parvati groaned and angrily pouted, “Stupid dumb spell, why can't it just work?”
Hearing a muffled chuckle beside her, she turned her head to see Harry chuckling and trying his best to hide it behind his hand.
“It's not funny,” Parvati whined, petulantly crossing her arms.
"Sorry, sorry,” Harry apologised, raising his hands and still chuckling. “It's just that you looked so cute while you were pouting.”
Parvati huffed and tried to scowl at him, but her cheeks were aflame as her heart fluttered at his words and her lips curled into a smile.
"Here, let me help you,” Harry said, sliding closer.
Both of them tried to ignore how close they were to each other.
“Do as I say, alright?” Harry ordered her, and Parvati nodded.
“Now close your eyes, calm yourself, and try to envision what you want this wooden block to turn into,” Harry whispered.
Parvati closed her eyes and did as told.
"Good, now open your eyes, and then you are going to twirl your wand one time, and then while saying the spell, you are going to stab your wand to the block.” Harry took her hands in his and showed her the wand movement.
Parvati opened her eyes, calmly did the wand movement, and then whispered the spell.
“Mustatio”
Right in her very own wide eyes, the wooden block turned into a dog, just like Parvati wanted.
A big smile spread through Parvati's face, and she squealed in joy, “I did it!”
Harry bit his lips to not laugh as everyone turned back to look at them, and Parvati blushed red, seeing all the stares at her.
“Ms. Patil, congratulations on completing the spell, but there is no need to announce it to the whole classroom,” Professor McGonagall said, trying to sound strict, but Harry noticed her lips twitching for a smile.
"Sorry, professor,” Parvati mumbled shyly and ducked her head in embarrassment.
Seeing everyone turn ahead as they went back to their work, Harry couldn't hold back more and began softly laughing.
“Shut up, Harry,” Parvati hissed at him, her skin darker than usual.
"Sorry," Harry wheezed out between his laughs, tears in his eyes from laughing.
Seeing him laughing, Parvati soon joined in as well.
Once they composed themselves, Parvati prettily smiled at him and said, “Thank you, Harry, for your help.”
"Hey,” Harry nudged her softly, smirking, “what are friends for?”
-
A few days later, Harry was sitting in the library, leafing through the piles of books he had with him.
He had never thought he would ever spend the amount of time he has spent here in the last few days.
And it was all to prepare himself for the first task.
Being the Tri Wizard Champion brings a massive bag of problems for him, but there have been some benefits as well.
And one of those privileges was permission to access the restriction section of the library.
And the other one was allowed to skip any class he wanted.
And Harry had used both of those privileges to search for and read as many advanced-level books as he could.
Because of this, Harry had already read a bunch of books with spells and magic he had never thought of.
But he knew that wouldn't be enough to be ready for the first task, and so Harry continued to leaf through every book he could get his hands on.
And right now he was scanning through the book ‘Defence and Attack Against Magical Creatures’
He was so immersed in his reading that he didn't even hear the scraping of the chair.
He only found someone sitting beside him when a bag of books dropped down on his table with a thump.
Harry looked up from his book to see the beautiful visage of Parvati.
“Where have you been?" She frowned with her arms crossed. "I have been looking around everywhere for you.”
"I've just been here since the morning,” Harry answered, waving his hand around him.
"Why? We were supposed to meet here five minutes ago for the homework,” Parvati asked, confused with his answer.
"Shit, I forgot about that." Harry groaned, rubbing his face in his hands. "It's just that I have been preparing myself for the first task.”
“Which was the reason I have been here since early morning, searching for any spells or magical areas that could help me?” Harry sighed tiredly, looking at his notes.
"Harry, you should have told me before then." Parvati scolded him and then pushed aside her bag. “What have you been reading right now?”
“This one,” Harry replied, handing her the thick book opened in front of him.
"A book on the spells against magical species,” Parvati thought aloud.
She then looked at other books and cocked an eyebrow at him. “Any particular reason why every book is on the same subject?”
Harry nodded. "Because I believe the first task most likely will involve a magical creature.”
“Why?” Parvati asked.
Harry pointed to the thickest book on the table. “From what I read in that book, which is on the history of the Tri Wizard Tournament, almost every time the first task involves facing a magical creature.”
“You read that thing,” Parvati said in disbelief, pointing at the heavy book.
"I had to,” Harry shrugged, “if I wanted to survive this dangerous tournament.”
“You are right." Parvati sighed, then straightened up and picked up a book. "Well, then let's get started because I don't want to see my friend die.”
“What about your homework?” Harry frowned.
Parvati shook her head without taking her eyes off the book. “Homework can wait; right now I need to find the spells that will not only help you pass the task but also defeat other grown-up competitors of yours.”
Harry chuckled, shaking his head at her.
Parvati had become a friend that he always had very close to him but never noticed.
But now he was regretting why he never did because she was a friend he had always needed; she was someone who believed and trusted him, and that was something Harry desperately needed.
Picking up the book he was reading, Harry began taking notes as well.
Before, he was only focusing on surviving the first task, but now he wanted to win it and beat his older opponents. not only to prove himself in the eyes of others but to make Parvati proud of him and repay her trust in him.
About an hour later, Parvati pushed away the book she was reading and groaned, rubbing her face.
“How do you even read a book so thick, Harry?" She whined, glaring at the book. "I feel like I am going to have a headache, and everywhere I look, the only thing I see are the spells floating in the air.”
Harry chuckled. “Don't worry, I'll finish that book; that is the only one left, and you have already done enough.”
Parvati swept her eyes off the book spread on their table and asked, “Have you already read the others?”
Harry nodded while writing his notes. “These one and a dozen others I have before today,” he said casually, waving his hands on the book stack.
“what?” Parvati exclaimed in disbelief. "Harry, you are behaving like my sister.”
Harry looked up from his notes and raised an eyebrow. “And is that a bad thing?”
"Yes, for me, it is." Parvati nodded. “Believe me, I love her with all my heart, but it gives me pain in my head when I see her reading a dozen books like they are nothing.”
“I guess that is the reason why she is in Ravenclaw, not you,” Harry smirked.
"Oh, trust me, I know,” Parvati said dryly.
Harry shook his head, smiling. “Don't worry about me; it's not that I love to read so many books at once; it's just a necessity for me right now.”
“I know,” Parvati sighed, slumping down deeper into her chair and staring at the distance.
Harry went back to taking notes, and after a long silence, he heard her again.
“Harry?”
"Hmm,” Harry hummed, letting her know he was listening.
“I know we are trying to prepare for everything that could be on the task." She then stopped hesitating, chewing her lips. “But what if there is a way for us to know what is going to happen in the task before it happens?”
Harry put his quill down and looked at her with a frown. “And how do you think we could do that?”
“Come on, Harry,” Parvati snorted, rolling her eyes. “We have been in the same house for four years. I know that there is no one else other than you capable of getting into the places no one knows and have ways of finding the secrets of this castle.”.
“So I fully believe that you could find a way to spy and find out about the task,” Parvati told him confidently, crossing her arms with a smile.
“Let's just for a moment forget if I am capable of doing it or not." Harry waved at her and then leaned forward, staring at her intensely. “Do you think it's right for me to cheat like that?”
"Harry, it will not be cheating." Parvati shook her head. "This is a competition of survival, and only the one who would do anything to win will become the champion, and trying to find out about the task before isn't illegal; it's just if you are capable of doing it or not.”
Harry put his chin on his hands as he thought about what she said.
Parvati wasn't wrong. The only thing champions were not allowed to do was have the help of any other teacher than their chosen one.
No one warned them to try not to find out about the task before.
And in a tournament where you could lose your life, things like these were bound to happen.
Harry wasn't naive; he knew others, especially Karkaroff, for sure would try to find out about the task for his star student, and Madame Maxime also looked like someone who would go any length to help her champion win this competition.
And even though Harry didn't have any teacher help, he really didn't need it.
He already had a plan for how to spy on the first task.
He smiled, startling Parvati, who was staring at him, waiting for his reaction.
“You are right, and funnily, I already have a plan,” Harry smirked.
“What plan?” Parvati whispered excitedly.
“Dobby”
Parvati's face turned into confusion as she heard the weird name, and just as she was opening her mouth to ask Harry, a scream left her mouth as an elf appeared on their table.
Fortunately for them, Harry had put his hand over her mouth, muffling the scream to not notify and bring the wrath of the librarian, Madam Prince.
"Shh," Harry shushed her, “don't scream, or you will get us both thrown out of here.”
Parvati nodded, and Harry pulled his hand away, not noticing her red cheeks.
“Who is that, Harry?” Parvati whispered, trying to keep dirty thoughts from her mind.
“This is my friend Dobby," Harry answered, smiling at the bouncing elf, who was sporting a huge grin.
“Master Harry Potter called Dobby!” Dobby squeaked in joy.
Harry waved his wand around them, putting a silencing ward around their table, and then looked at Dobby. "I did. I need your help.”
Dobby's big eyes widened, and he nodded eagerly.
“Dobby will do anything Master Harry wants,” Dobby said, thumping his chest with his bony hands.
Parvati giggled, and Harry shook his head at the overexcited elf. “I only need you to spy for me, Dobby.”
“On who, Master Harry?” Dobby asked eagerly and with narrowed eyes, as if Harry was going to order him to spy on his enemy.
"I need you to spy around the whole castle up to the first task so that you could find any clue for me related to the task,” Harry told him, and then asked, “You could do that, couldn't you, Dobby?”
“Dobby will master Harry." Dobby nodded with an unusually serious face and then declared, “Dobby will not sleep or eat until he completes Master Harry's given order."
Parvati and Harry's eyes widened, and Harry waved his hands in panic. “No need to do that, Dobby, please. I don't want you to harm yourself like that for me.”
“Dobby will happily give his life for master Harry if needed to complete the task given to him.” Dobby vowed, puffing his chest, and then, before Harry could stop him, he popped out.
"Well, that was... something,” Parvati said, quietly blinking her eyes.
“You tell me." Harry groaned, facepalming.
“Is he always like that?” Parvati asked him
“Like very weird and scary,” Harry asked, and she nodded.
"Yes, he has been like that since the first time I met him, but he is the most loyal and funny elf you could find.” Harry smiled softly.
“I saw that,” Parvati laughed, and Harry joined her.
“So now that that is done, all we have left is to prepare for the task,” she said, pulling the book and opening it.
But Harry closed the book before she could, and with a wave of his wand, he stacked all the books in one pile.
"No, we are not doing that right now." He said, and then, with his arm around her, he should drag her out of the library.
"Wait, why?” Parvati asked, looking up at him as she tried hard not to think about how close she was to Harry and how right his strong hands felt around her.
“If you haven't noticed, it's dinner time,” Harry told her.
Parvati's eyes widened as she looked outside the window and saw how high the moon was.
“And I don't know about you, but I'm starving,” Harry groaned hungrily.
Unfortunately for Parvati, her stomach rumbled before she could answer.
Harry chuckled and smirked at her red face. "Well, that answers my question.”
“Shut up,” Parvati pouted and smacked his arm.
All it did was make Harry laugh harder all the way to the Great Hall, and Parvati tried to fight the smile off her face.
She loved when Harry laughed or smiled; his already handsome face became more breathtaking, and she wanted to see him like that every time.
-
“CREPITUS”
A sizzling red spell sour through the air and stuck a big boulder, blasting it into tiny pieces with a big explosion.
Once the dust settled down in the room of requirements, it revealed a panting Harry Potter on one side of the big room.
Seeing the remains of the boulder, Harry sighed and put down his wand.
And suddenly, the room changed into a cosy room with a couch.
Harry dropped down on the couch beside the grinning and clapping Parvati.
“You are improving rapidly, Harry,” she complimented him, handing him the water bottle.
Harry gulped down the water and sighed, “Thank you, but I am still not as good as I want.”
“Stop being so harsh on yourself, Harry,” Parvati said, rolling her eyes.
“If I am not harsh on myself, then I will never become better than my older opponents,” Harry said, drying his sweaty face with the towel.
Parvati crawled closer to him and sat on her knees. “Listen to me, Harry. I have seen you train these past weeks like a maniac, and I am very sure that none of your competitors know as many spells as you, and those three combined don't have as much power as you do.”
“So when I say you need to stop pushing yourself, then please listen to me,” Parvati pleaded with him.
Harry stared at her dark brown eyes and saw the raw emotion and the care for him she had in them.
He smiled and nodded. “You are right. Sorry for not listening to you.”
“No problem,” Parvati grinned, and then gave him the shake she had wanted from the room. "Here, drink this.”
"Thanks.” Harry drank the shake and moaned at the sweet relief. "Merlin, I love this room.”
Parvati giggled, “Me too.”
“Just one of many benefits of having a friend like Dobby,” Harry murmured happily.
“Speaking of Dobby,” Parvati said, twirling her hair, “where has he been? It's been a week since we last saw him.”
Harry paused his drinking. “You are right; I forgot about him. He is still looking for any clue, even though the task is only a few days away." He sighed and shook his head. "I just hope he doesn't harm himself.”
Parvati nodded. "True, let's ho-“
She was cut off by a popping sound, and a very tired, exhausted-looking Dobby appeared in front of them.
It was clear the elf really hadn't slept or eaten in days by his state, but there was still a very happy grin on his face.
“Master Harry Dobby did it! Dobby did it!" The elf yelled, happily bouncing on his feet.
“Calm down, Dobby,” Harry said, holding the bouncing elf's shoulder, “and tell us what you have done.”
"Dobby, find out about the first task, just like Master Harry wanted Dobby to do,” Dobby said proudly.
“That's amazing, Dobby." Parvati grinned. “Tell us what you found.”
"Dobby, tell Master and Mistress." Dobby nodded and then began telling his tale: “As you know, Dobby did as the master told him, and Dobby looked at every corner of this school, but he didn't find anything, although Dobby did find some things Dobby had never seen one was-"
"Dobby, we will listen to the things you find any other day, but right now, tell us what you find about the task.” Harry cut him and forced him to cut to the point.
"Yes, Master Harry, Dobby will do." Dobby nodded. “So as Dobby said, he looked everywhere but found nothing, and Dobby started losing hope, and then today Dobby went into forbidden first, as he always does when he is upset, and Master and Mistress will not believe what Dobby found there.”
“What did you find, Dobby?” Parvati asked eagerly.
“Dobby saw four living, breathing dragons," Dobby told them, shocking them completely.
"D-Dragons,” Parvati mumbled in fear and shock.
“Are you sure, Dobby?” Harry pressured the elf.
"Yes, Master, Dobby saw with his own eyes four different dragons in cages, with the dragon caretaker trying to control them." Dobby gave them his report and stood for the next order.
There was silence in the room for a while, until Harry broke it.
"Dobby, you have done brilliantly. I am proud of you.” Harry smiled, as Parvati was still in shock.
“Thank you, Master Harry!” Dobby beamed and hugged his leg.
“Now you should go and get a rest; you deserve it,” Harry told the tired elf.
Dobby nodded, and with one last wide smile, he vanished.
"Harry, please tell me I did not just hear Dobby say dragon." Parvati begged him.
“It's true, Parvati," Harry sighed, slumping back on the couch.
“What the fuck are they thinking?" Parvati shouted in rage, “Have those old fossils lost their minds that they are going to make students fight a fire-throwing dragon?!!”
“It's quite obvious, isn't it?" Harry snorted and shook his head. “These tournaments are happening after centuries, and they want to put on a big spectacle, and what better way than involving a fight against one of the most powerful magical creatures?”
“I want to go and throttle those idiots,” Parvati hissed, her hands shaking.
“It doesn't matter now,” Harry said firmly, and he stood up.
“What are you doing?” Parvati asked, seeing him do stretches.
"I know you told me not to push myself, but now that I am facing a dragon, I have to work harder,” Harry told her, closing his eyes to command the room.
“Harry-“
"Parvati, please not now i-“
“Will you first listen to me?” Parvati said frustratingly, and Harry nodded.
"I'm saying I agree with you. Knowing that you are going to face a dragon, it's better to work harder and be sure that you will succeed and beat the dragon,” Parvati smiled.
Harry smiled back. “Don't worry, I will find a way.”
"I am not worrying." Parvati shrugged and smirked. “You have me, so we will obviously find a way.”
Harry chuckled and shook his head, and then turned his focus to the replica of a dragon in front of him. It was time to find a way to beat a dragon.
-
On the day of the first task, Harry was on his way to the stadium where the fight against the dragon would be held.
Parvati was walking with him, and there was a comfortable but tense silence between them.
Once they were outside the champion tents, Harry stopped and turned to Parvati.
“Feeling nervous?” Parvati playfully asked him, hiding her own nerves.
“What would you think if I said I was not?” Harry replied back.
"I would say your lying and putting a brave face on me,” Parvati smiled.
Harry chuckled. “Then yes, I'm feeling nervous, but at the same time, I'm confident too.”
“As you should be." Parvati said, poking him on the chest, “You have worked the hardest among others; not one competitor of yours is as prepared and as good as you.”
“So today, you go out there and prove everyone wrong and silence the crowd,” Parvati said with full passion and belief, her eyes shining with pride for him and something else—something deeper.
"I never thanked you, did I?" Harry asked softly.
“for what?” Parvati frowned.
“For being my friend," Harry smiled. “Without you being here for me, with you not standing with me and not trusting me, I would have never had the confidence I do before facing such a dangerous task.”
“So thank you for standing with me when I was left alone by others,” Harry said emotionally, bringing her into a hug.
Parvati smiled, blushing, and snuggled deeper in his embrace. “What are friends for?" She whispered into his chest.
Harry chuckled and hugged her tighter, but unfortunately they had to separate as the commission from inside the tent increased, and it was time for Harry to go.
Parvati pulled back and took a moment. Harry saw her looking at his lips, but hesitantly, instead, she leaned up and kissed his cheeks.
"Best of luck." She whispered and winked at him, “Win it for me, will you?”
Harry nodded, and after one last look, he saw her disappear in the crowd of students entering the stadium.
Once she was gone, Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
After exhaling and getting his posture straight, he opened his eyes and entered the tent confidently.
He has a task to win.
P/S: I hope you enjoyed the first of three chapters. In the next chapter, romance and smut will begin.
And, I want to say thank you for all your continued support and motivation for me to keep going, which I really appreciate.
Next, I will see you on the weekend with a new chapter of ASCoM.
Thank you, and have a nice week!
Comments
J T
This was good! Liking the foundation that is being set.
Lakadit17
🙏🙏🙏
Pierrick Giannetti
C'est un excellent travail merci
