Milk and Chocolate

by ll4ever

Chapter 1: The Beginning, Well Almost

"Reparo."

Harry glared through narrowed eyes at the slumped dummy in front of him. The slashes that had run through the beaten up dummy quickly disappeared as Harry turned to the window that the Room of Requirement had provided only seconds before, and glanced out.

"It's getting close to dinner". Harry decided by the angle of the sun, and the fact that dusk was spreading itself across the sky.

Below, on the lawns beside the lake, he could make out a blurred mass of tousled red hair go shooting after a brown one and a black one. Harry grinned, as best as he could with his incredibly sore jaw, and gazed down at Ron as he fired curses at Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas. Undoubtedly, the two best friends had been "studying for their NEWTS" again on Ron. No matter how many times the Head Boy swore that he would kill them if they practiced any more jinxes on him, he had never really reacted.....well until now.

A little distance away, Harry could see Hermione holding out her wand and obviously laughing very hard as she tried to take off the latest charm they had placed on her fellow Head. As she turned slightly, the sun caught the bright Head badge pinned proudly to the front of her robes.

No one had been surprised when she and Ron were made Heads, although several people were surprised when Ron got Quidditch Captain. Most of them felt that Harry should have gotten the position; after all he had been on the team the longest.

They were actually right about Harry getting the position; he had. However, only he and McGonagall knew that he had quietly declined the position and had handed it on to his best mate. Harry felt absolutely no jealousy that his two best friends had been given the important positions; after all, like Dumbledore said at the end of his 5th year, he had too much on his plate already.

Next to Hermione, sitting under one of the great willow trees that were popular resting places by the Lake was another blur of longer red hair. His stomach did a huge flip.

Ginny Weasley.

His previously somewhat upturned mouth almost immediately flipped down. He wasn't normally bad at hiding his emotions for her; his week with Aree during his stay with her mother and her had solved that. No sir, he was no longer the type to go around sticking their elbows in butter. But like she said, the heart could only be stilled and hidden: it would never stop beating. Frowning darkly, he threw himself down onto a chair, which had just appeared, the room obviously sensing his sudden wave of distress.

"Bloody hell." he though miserably, and for what seemed like the 15th time that day.

"You can't have a relationship with anyone right now, especially not Ginny. For god's sake Harry, you have to defeat Voldemort. Imagine if he got hold of Ginny. You'd most likely end up doing some "heroic act"

At this his frown deepened.

"And get yourself and maybe others killed."

For a fleeting second he had a brief image of Sirius falling through the veil.

"You have to defeat him, no one else but you, and you can't have anyone stand in your way."

Harry sighed and stood up again. His body reeked of sweat and he knew he was currently too depressed to do any more training. Stretching his fatigued arms, and nearly dying at the overwhelming smell, he silently thanked the Room of Requirement for it's help and left the room.

As soon as he stepped out the wooden door he cast a concealment charm on himself to hide his growing number of bruises and cuts, and a quick deodorizing charm, so he would smell, if possible, a lot better. His friends still didn't know about his training or the prophecy, and he hoped to keep it that way. He knew that telling them about either of those things would just put them in more danger of Voldie and his Death Snackers. Smirking at his grand name for the mass terrorists, he threw on his Invisibility Cloak and headed back toward the Gryffindor common room.

Harry was no longer afraid of Voldemort. Something after the possessing at the Ministry last year had changed something between them. Of course, the prophecy changed his view on the murerer.

No, he was a weapon, and he knew he had to die someday. As long as he defeated Voldemort, he didn't particularly care about death. So far, his only goal was to get over that huge obstacle of defeating the 4th most powerful wizard in the world first. He would worry about the rest of his life later; he had decided that long ago.

For a brief minute, Harry's eyes glazed over. No, that was wrong. He had thought about his future without Voldie, just not often. He didn't want to get his hopes up that he might survive the Last Battle that was sure to happen sometime next year. He smiled slightly as he thought of a red-haired witch who he knew he would make certain would be part of his future. Well, maybe a little more than part...........

His body suddenly came in contact with another muscular body, coming from the opposite direction. Looking up, he saw the narrowed gray eyes of Draco Malfoy. Quickly, he pulled his Invisibility Cloak of his upper body he regarded Draco coolly.

"Malfoy."

Draco regarded him back with the same coolness.

"Potter."

At the same time, they both glanced up and down the corridor. When neither of them saw anyone they turned there eyes back to each other and grinned.

"In here." Harry quickly whispered, pulling Draco into an unused classroom and placing silencing charms and rememberal charms (something he had made up himself which caused anyone, including Dumbledore, to remember something if they came near the room)

Quickly they slapped hands and grinned.

"Long time no see, Drak" Harry smirked up at his former nemesis, knowing how much Draco hated his nickname.

Without waiting a second for scowling, Draco replied, "Long time, Savvy."

Harry didn't find his nickname insulting at all; in fact, he found it rather funny. Savvy was short for Savior, which Draco relentlessly teased Harry that he was. Which, even Harry knew, was true.......

"Saved anyone recently?" Draco inquired, a little to politely.

"Well," Harry said as though in deep thought. "I recently saved some pigeons this morning from hitting the Great Hall's front door."

They both sniggered and leaned back in their chairs.

"So," Draco said suddenly, a spark of mischief in his eyes. "Thinking about the theif when you ran into me?"

"Well, I don't even want to know what guy you were thinking about that caused you to run into me." Retorted Harry.

It was no secret to Harry that Draco was gay, as Draco had admitted it during their 11th day in unconsciousness together.

"I wasn't thinking about a guy. You were under the Invisibility Cloak, dumb ass."

"Right." Harry said, and they both smirked.

"So, you still after Arrow?" Harry asked cheerfully as he conjured a pint of fire whiskey and pored them both glasses full to the brim.

Draco drowned the burning liquid in one loud gulp and grimaced, more from the pain of thinking about Blaise Zambini, or Arrow, than the foulness of the alcohol they were rapidly consuming.

"Yeah. Still thinks I'm a Dark Wizard, though."

Harry nodded understandably. He knew what it was like to have to keep secrets that could change a relationship.

Harry and Draco had been secret friends for a little over a two months now, but they both had managed to keep it a secret from everyone, even Hermione, though she was quite suspicious at the beginning of the year. He had lied, even though it killed him, and told his closest thing to a sister, that he was having extra Occlumency lessons with Snape. She had fallen for it completely, which saved Harry from having to explain a lot.

"I feel for y.........."

Harry felt a brief twinge in his scar.

"Hold on a minute. DA."

Harry knew what the twinge meant. Voldemort was happy, and Harry didn't intend on letting him enjoy anything for very long.

Harry grinned and gave quick thumbs up to Draco.

"Voldie is torturing Muggles, again."

They both grinned.

"Oh, well, we can't have that happening now, can we?" Draco replied, trying very hard, and failing, to hold back his grin.

Harry grinned back, and pulled himself deep into Voldemort's mind. It only took Harry seconds to receive the information that he wanted: who, what, and where.

"Doesn't that guy ever get tired of torturing Muggles? I mean come on, that is so last year!"

Harry and Draco broke into laughter at Harry's last remark, even though it was very true, and the situation was very serious.

"Near your place again?" Drak asked casually shrugging off his robes.

Harry nodded, also depositing his robes on the floor.

"Ready for some Dark Angel's Action?" Drak said, a look of excitement in his eyes.

Harry, once again, nodded.

Savvy and Drak had secretly founded a club, with the two of them as members, called the DA, or Dark Angels. Harry had found it quite amusing that nearly every club he was part of had the initial D.A.

The two of them, unknown to the rest of the wizarding world had been secretly helping out families being tortured by Voldie's Death Munchers for 1 1/2 months. Well, that wasn't quite true. The two of them weren't entirely secret. Everyone knew about them; it would be quite hard to ignore the fact that they had saved thousands of people, but not as their real names. No, they were known as Drak and Savvy.

After repairing an attacked place, they would leave their signature, an entwined picture of a snake and a phoenix, with a sword in the center, up in the sky. The two of them thought themselves geniuses to have invented the sign. In fact, they had loved it so much they had both made ton of merchandise for themselves that had the sign on it, and both had a tattoo of it on opposite shoulders. Of course they thought themselves even greater geniuses when they came up with the incantation, "Chiusoinsuvoisonoscopati" (quite a mouthful) which roughly translated to, "Shut up, you're screwed."

Other than the fact they got to play every kids dream of being "secret agents" the best part about the experience was the fact they were leading the Ministry of Magic on an absolutely crazy goose chase to find out who these amazing men or women, (someone old man of Lankstown insisted the Dark Angel's had "curves". Harry and Draco made no effort to squash these rumors, in fact they thought they were rather funny.), who called themselves the Dark Angels. Of course, now they couldn't go anywhere in public shirtless. Even if they could banish the tattoo, both their well-toned bodies would lead to awkward questions.

Whenever Harry's scar would give a twinge, he would excuse himself from class while sending Draco a quick message to meet him in some deserted classroom. They would then cast doubles of themselves to go back to class so they would not be missed, and Harry would get the information he needed from Voldemort. Then the two of them would disappear to capture more Death Snackers, and would get fantastically drunk afterwards.

Capture, however, never kill or torture with Unforgivables.

Neither Harry nor Draco had enough hate in their bodies to be able to kill someone; even Draco couldn't use Unforgivables. Of course, they had discovered other ways of killing, but neither wanted to inflict the pain it brought on families to have a death of a loved one. Well, there were exceptions. Draco's dad, who was responsible for killing his mum, and Bellatrix Lestrange for Sirius, were some. In other words, people who Harry and Draco had unfinished business with were usually killed for revenge.

Harry nodded, grinning now at Draco and at the same time they snapped their fingers, a strangely echoing sound in the dark room. Immediately, they were dressed in clothes that would make most of the girls at Hogwarts, and possibly some of the boys, swoon.

On their feet, a pair of black dragon skin boots. The black laces were wound around the small brass hooks, giving them a very classy look. Their black leather pants were so tight they should have been outlawed; they had a loose feeling about them, but showed most of the curves form their waists down before flaring slightly after the knees. From the brass zipper and clasp, to the gold plate on the black belt engraved with their sign, everything was exceedingly comfortable.

Farther up, the small outline of the belly rings they had both gotten showed through the seriously tight t-shirts, also black with a their sign, once again, in silver thread embroidered on the back. Over their eyes, a pair of black sunglasses appeared, giving the room a slightly reddish tinge.

Draco knew they were going to be out at dark, but insisted on wearing these glasses, insisting they were part of the "look". Harry's scar had disappeared and Malfoy's dragon pox pockmark that was a little above his eyebrow, shrank until it was no longer distinguishable.

They were meant to look cool, but unknown by their enemies, there were sharp silver knives in little pouches along the inside of the belt, and swords and guns strapped along their legs, hidden by an invisibility charm. Their sunglasses had recently been updated with mirrors, so they could see all around them, and the leather necklace that hung around their necks could turn into a snake, phoenix, or sword depending on where they touched the charm. The fang earring on Draco's right ear, and Harry's left, was a pouch for poison, one touch would automatically send the poison out to the nearest Death Eater.

Harry looked up from admiring how good the clothes felt, to see a smirking Malfoy, and a golden halo above his head. Harry grinned.

"Damn you Malfoy. Do you have to add your feminine touches?"

Draco continued smirking.

"Aww, come on Potter, there cute. And anyway, I'll always be more manlier than you."

Savvy shot him a look.

"You wish. Are you sure you are not really a girl? I mean, "there cute"????? Where the hell did that come from?"

Draco glanced at his watch and pretended to be offended.

"Come on Potter, we are going to be late. Oh, and nice butt."

All Harry could do was glare at him before they clasped hands and disappeared, their golden halos falling from their heads and spinning in lazy circles on the stone floor.

Well, there is my first chapter. The next one will be in Ginny's point of view, and the one following that will be following off where we leave off with Harry and Draco. Don't worry, I'll explain everything later, but you have to keep reading!! I really hope you enjoyed it, and I know there were a lot of spelling mistakes. Feel free to criticize me, I really don't care.......as long as I get some reviews!! This is my first fic and I won't continue here if I don't get some reviews. I might finish my story at home, but will not publish it here. Anyway this story will not be all adventure with Draco and Harry. There is some heavy duty romance coming up.......someday.......which will include lots of snogging, and maybe more wink wink. Plus, the "new Harry Potter" will be revealed soon, most likely in chapter 5 or 7. Trust me, he is VERY amusing. I hope you enjoyed this and I will try to update soon, if you review!!!!!

Love from,

Lily (Yes, that is my real name!!)