We where shunned in the Wizarding world for what we shared, when Harry came alone, he showed us that no matter what we couldn't give up, no matter how horribe, or tragic everything got.
We were in love, all of us, we were shunned because usually people have one lover, not three...Well two after the attack we least expected...
In the summer of 2001 Harry Potter had moved into the Snape-Malfoy-Weasley house. This is the story of how love, bravery, loyalty and courage kept Harry, Severus and Draco together and helped them move on.
In the autumn of 2001 Ron Weasley was murdered by an unkown Death eater.
Chapter one.
Harry's POV
I don't know why I am out the front of this particular house, I don't even know why I asked to stay here it took all the courage I had two weeks ago to stay but now it seemed more stupid then all the adventures at Hogwarts.
The street was quiet, only a few muggles were making their way quickly inside their houses after a long day at work.
With my two bags I walked up the driveway to the front door, I could see there were lights on through the cracks of the blinds, making unwanted guests unable to see inside.
To be honest I didn't know why I was so worried, Snape wasn't home yet, and he wasn't due home till two in the morning for the summer holidays.
I put down my two bags and raised my hand to ring the doorbell, but stopped mid-way, sure they seemed okay over the phone agreeing with me to live with them (Except Snape of course, but Draco said majority rules), but could they have hid their true feelings? What happens if this backfired and I ended up getting thrown out by my ex teacher who already said no to this, ex archenemy and best friend?
And on top of all that, there was the fact that I loved Ron...Not the brotherly way...But how he loves Draco and Snape, for years I wish it would have just been us two, but taking it day by day I dulled the want.
A light turned on over my head, pulling me out of my thoughts and making me jump, I looked around and heard a soft chuckle as the door opened "Blimey mate you have been standing out there for a while" Ron said as he looked down at me, a Weasley trait of growing tall.
I blushed and looked down at my shoes "Come on, Weasley, let Potter have some space, he must be tired, it's past his bedtime" Draco drawled behind Ron, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his chin on his shoulder, he gave me a small smile as I looked up at them.
Ron rolled his eyes and swatted Draco's hands away as he leaned down to grab my bags "No I can take them" I said holding my hands out, not wanting to be a bother.
"Oh, Potter, don't be such a wuss, you're our guest" Draco said taking the bags from Ron and kissing his lips softly, before walking down the hall, I heard the door close and lock itself as he walked down the corridor, once told me that before the first war hardly anyone in the wizarding world ever locked their doors, but after the second war people had started to lock their doors.
We walked through the corridor past the office and living room and into the kitchen, I stood frozen, I had suspected for years, ever since Ron said that they had brought their own home, that their house would be all dungeon like, from living with two Slytherins but it was spacious and the walls were painted white with creamy white, with some black and teal tints.
Ron watched me with an amused expression "Hermione thought the same thing when she first came over" Ron said quietly, like he had read my thoughts.
Hearing Hermione's name still cut me into little, tiny pieces, that one and only day I didn't go out over to Hermione's place was the one day the Death eaters started their "revenge" plan on killing everyone on Voldermort's list, even though he was dead, there would always be Death eaters out there.
Ron touched my arm gently "Harry..." he said quietly like he knew what I was thinking, that started to freak me out, I hated when people knew what I was thinking, especially Ron.
"Come on, Ron, I want to see Harry's face when he sees his room" Draco said practically skipping out towards us, breaking the small amount of tension.
"Draco designed and decorated your room, so if you hate it, don't blame Severus or myself" Ron chuckled.
We walked up to a small hall, there was about six rooms, three on each side, I turned slightly and noticed a seventh door behind us.
We walked up to the middle room, when I walked in and properly looked at it I couldn't help but grin, it was fantastic, the room wasn't small but not overly huge, it had a desk in the corner next to a large window that took up three quarters of the room, there was a dresser and a wardrobe, and against the left wall was a queen sized bed.
The room was painted light blue and had white clouds that slowly moved wall to wall, and on the opposite wall from the bed had a large tree, it took me a while to realise it, but it had everyone's name on it, my friends, that were living even the ones that had passed in the war, Hermione...James...Lily...Tonks...Teddy...Draco...Fred...George…Ginny…Ron...Luna...Even Snape, it was like a family tree.
Draco was lightly bouncing next to Ron waiting for what I was going to say he had the impatient look I knew so well from school on his face.
"I love it" I grinned as I sat on my bed watching the two. Draco smiled and let a long breath out
"Good because it took me forever to do."
Ron rolled his eyes and sat down next to me with a smile "Our bedroom is next door...And there is a bathroom up the hall...And if you need to do any laundry the room is down the opposite way,"
I grinned and nudged Ron with my shoulder "Thanks mate...I really do appreciate this." I said taking my shoes off, getting tired.
Draco nodded, knowing that I wanted to be left alone now and pulled Ron up, "It's all cool, it will be fun to have someone else over here"
"Did you want anything else, Harry?" Ron asked quietly.
I shook my head with a thankful smile "No thanks, it's been a long, long two weeks and I just need a good sleep"
Ron nodded and stood there for a moment staring at me before he hurried out of the room.
I watched as he left then turned to Draco who was still standing quietly in my new room.
"Ron's nervous, he's not sure how to look after people, he was worried you would think of us like the Dursley's if he cant figure out what you want, he loves you" Draco said then sighed "I better go get things clean, you know how grumpy the potions master can get if his house is dirty," he winked then left the room, closing the door half way.
I stripped down and pulled my pyjamas on, then quietly hopped under the covers, it was very nice and warm, and I stared at the tree as it lightly swayed, thinking about the next chapter of my life, hopefully it wouldn't be too complicated.
There chapter one :O I hope it's okay.
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