Warnings: Dumbledore bashing

Good Snape

Ron and Ginny bashing

Hermione/Slytherin

Harry/Draco

Sirius/Snape

Snape/Lily friendship

James bashing


"Harry where are you going?" Harry turned around as the soft voice of Hermione Granger questioned him from the common room couch.

"Can't sleep. I'm going for a walk." Harry explained as he turned back toward the portrait hole.
"Harry, you have a quidditch match tomorrow. You should be sleeping." Harry didn't reply but slipped out of the common room.
He walked down to the greenhouses and sat between the first year green house and the stone wall behind it. He pulled a small shard of glass out of his pocket before magically expanding it to the size of the mirror it was from and propped it against the green house. It was a piece of the mirror of Erised. Dumbledore had given it to him in first year figuring a small piece couldn't do him much harm. So he sat at looked.
"I never saw you saw one to sit in the dark and admire yourself in a mirror Potter." Of course Draco Malfoy would come and ruin this stolen moment of peace.
"Buzz off Malfoy, I'm not in the mood." Malfoy did not buzz off. He came and joined Harry by the wall.
"Why are behind the green house in the middle of the night, Harry?" he asked sounding generally worried.
"You aren't going to leave me alone until I tell you are you?" Draco smirked and confirmed no, he wouldn't.
"In my first year I found the Mirror of Erised. It showed you your greatest desire when you stand right in front of it. Dumbledore smashed it but let me keep a small piece. I expanded it." Harry explained in short turning back to the mirror. It was silent for a moment.
"What do you see, Harry? What do you see that sends you to the green houses at midnight before the Gryffindor vs Slytherin match?" Harry considered making something up but decided to tell half the truth.
"I see my mum and dad. I see myself, older. I have a family of my own with…someone. With my parents are with Cedric, he's alive still." The fifteen year old said. He stood up and pulled Draco to the mirror. Draco gasped.
"What? What do you see Draco?" Draco wasn't thinking straight enough to lie.
"My parent are hugging me and smiling. There is dark headed Gryffindor there with kids running around. There is also a tomb stone with Tom Riddle on it." He blushed and turned to the also blushing Gryffindor.
"Why do you want He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named dead?" Harry asked sitting on the ground while Draco kept his eyes on the mirror.
"Because he's ruining my family and my future." Again silence rang.
"Who is the Gryffindor?" Harry asked shyly and out of character. Draco smiled.
"Who's in yours?" He challenged.
"I thought you hated me." Harry pointed out.
"That's because you were supposed to. Everyone is. My father paid to have the Sorting Hat put under Imperious. I'm actually more Ravenclawish when left alone." He admitted taking a seat by Harry.
"You're just as controlled by your Father as I am by Dumbledore. I should be in Slytherin but Ronald convinced my innocent first-year self to ask for Gryffindor." Draco looked surprised but his tone and use of Ron's given name. Noticing the time on his watch Harry returned the mirror to its real size.
"I'll see you tomorrow Draco." Harry went to walk off.
"Wait! It's not fair that you know I fancy you and me not know who you fancy." Draco protested at his paused form.
"Blonde, male , Slytherin-should-be-Ravenclaw. You do the math." He chimed before running to the castle.


"Come on Harry you are past being nervous about Slytherin. We never lose." Ron said trying to get Harry to eat the next morning.
Harry wasn't nervous about the match. He was thinking about the events of the night before. What if Malfoy had just been messing with him? Harry figured he would let Malfoy come to him. Either to mock him or not. The sound of owls stopped his thoughts and a brown barn owl landed in front of him. It had a simple folded piece of parchment and written on the front in girlish writing it said Do Not Read at Table only it said it backwards. Harry then knew who it was from and quickly shoved it in his pocket and resisted the urge to turn around to look at the Slytherin table.
"Harry what was that?" Hermione asked looking up from her book.
"Nothing. I'm going to head down to the pitch now." Harry quickly left to Great Hall.


Harry,

I wasn't messing with you. I'm a Veela. Of I will be on my 16th birthday. The Veela queen already told me that you will be my mate.
On the count of us being the same gender. I hear this is looked down upon in the Muggle world but due to magical creature blood it is a normal thing in the Wizard community. Ask Sirius to tell you him story. You might find it enjoyable.
Anyway, sorry if you read this before the match, I know it's a lot to take in.

Cheers,
Draco

Harry stood there staring at the letter until he remembered he had to go play against this Veela in a few minutes.


The match was going the same as any other Slytherin/Gryffindor match. Minus insults from Draco. The seekers were high above the pitch scanning for the snitch.

"Harry! Duck!" Harry heard the voice of Draco call to him. He did and a bludger soared right where his head had just been. Harry turned to see the Slytherin's better beater fly off fuming.
"Gryffindor seeker, Harry Potter, ducked to avoid that bludger at last second. How did he even know it was coming at him?" the amazed voice of Lee Jordan reached their ears.
"Thanks, Draco." Harry said as the seeker in question flew over to them.
"And for some reason the two seekers seem to be having a chat up there." Lee Jordan was ignored.
"Well, I couldn't have you joining your house ghost now could I?" Draco teased.
"For some reason I feel like you should be trying to hex me right now." Harry shot back.
"Do they not see the snitch? It's right there!" The seeker's heads shot around until Harry's hand shot out and grabbed the snitch from by Draco's ear. The blonde groaned.
"We are never going to hear the end of that." He pointed out.
"People will be too distracted by why we didn't kill each other, now I have an after party to attend. Cheers!"