Summary: The wizards and witches have finally decided to come out of their shells one-step at a time. First through children and then working their way to the adult if, the adults are to know. However, for some reason high schoolers are proving to be difficult to handle, especially one high school in particular. Harry thought he'd never have to attend stonewall for troubled teens but when he gets a mission there who is he to say no so with Draco and feelings he doesn't particularly want to admit too especially in this high school he goes back to the school and bullies he never thought he'd have to face again.
Disclaimer: I do not own the character or anything but the plot, a few new spells, and one or two inserted characters if you are a Harry Potter fan you will spot them almost right away. Anyway, everything else solely belongs to J.K Rolling, great job on the books J.K Rolling.
This is my first ever fanfic so if you are going to comment or review or whatever be blunt but not evil going to try and post a new chapter every day or two. Don't be afraid to tell me what you think.
Chapter 1
Harry's POV
Sometimes I wonder how my life got to be like this then again, even with Draco Malfoy as my partner; lord knows how the hell he got this job as fast as me, I'm still trying to figure that out, it's still more mild and safer than my childhood years when Voldemort aka Tom Riddle, You-Know-Who or... Oh you get what I mean; Christ its stupid to have so many names, was alive and making my life hell. I have absolutely no regrets that I killed him it was just something that needed to be done and I was the only one who was able to do it as simple as that.
Afterwards, I finished Hogwarts bypassing most classes. Simply by taking and acing their respective NEWTS with flying colors. 'Literally flying colors if you get a higher than normal score than the test will explode and little winged balls of light will fly all around changing colors every 10 seconds'. Frankly, it was embarrassing as if the people of the wizarding society needed any more ammunition to use in their daily Harry Potter gossip mill. It didn't take much to become an Auror. I'm pretty sure, actually that I am the youngest auror in years; Draco doesn't count since he's older than me. It's pretty exciting and the best part is Kinsley Shacklebolt, the new minister, doesn't give me leeway. It's either I do well or I don't that clear-cut. I never did like fame with all the gossip and cameras and expectations. I promised myself to ignore and avoid it as much as possible (not as easy as you'd expect with supposed fans dogging your every step a few even got up enough courage; or stupidity depends on how you see it to ask me for an autograph). I did not even accept or tolerated for that matter' special treatment. It was one of the main reasons that I became an Auror. Although, grateful Kingsley was one of the few who would never treat me any different from anyone else.
However, I am starting to think that wasn't such a great thing at the moment. I thought as I tuned back into what Kinsley was saying.
"Now since you two are the youngest Aurors we could find; I'm not going to give you a choice now pay attention Harry," he looked at me a little longer than necessary ," Draco this assignment is one of the most important tasks we and the wizarding society will ever face and I will not accept any failures..."
Draco snorted, not even bothering to hide it. I refused to acknowledge how much that impressed me. Not many people had the guts to oppose Kinsley; most are over polite and stiff, he made that good of a reputation for himself. Draco has changed since Hogwarts and the war and I would be a fool not to notice but I would also be a fool to give him a clue about it, his ego is already more than inflated.
Kinsley gave him the look that clearly said 'don't mess with me I can easily make your life as miserable as possible'. Draco just smiled; again, I refused to admit how bad that affected me. I could not quite hide the grin that threatened to break free though. Thankfully, no one noticed.
"...FAILURES," He enunciated each word as if Draco was a special case of slow. Draco merely kept that smile his eyes twinkling in almost insane amusement which if I being truthful had turned me on more than I cared to admit... even if it was to myself... thank Merlin I'm not that truthful. Kinsley eyes narrowed and I hastened to defuse the situation before it got out of hand.
"So what exactly is this oh so important assignment that we must not fail, you never gave us any specifics," this time the look Kinsley and Draco exchanged was distinctly more friendly if not a little disturbing. Kinsley rubbed his forehead looking at the ceiling as if it held all the worlds' answers on it. I resisted the urge to look too.
"Since it was clear that you were too busy in La-La Land to pay attention I'll restate the basics Draco can answer any other questions at another time." he sighed again like he was dreading a reaction he was unsure was going to come. I know that sigh I got it often. He took a deep breath then looked me straight in the eyes; "Harry you're going back to high school".
He stared and when I made no move to react he added" Muggle high school"
'Still no reaction.' To be honest I didn't really know that the big deal was if I was still being deluded into believing I was entirely muggle I'd be a senior by now, probably still being tormented even with Dudley gone. It's not as if their stupid enough to send me to that particular school, where almost everyone would recognize me and ...
"You're going to Stone Wall High School for troubled teens."
Dead silence, my face shuttered off so fast that even Draco gave me a surprised if not impressed look. Not that I'd noticed it much. It was all I could do not to scream and release some very emotional and accidental magic, which I've managed not to do since I inflated my Aunt Marge all those years ago (I still manage to find that hilarious every time the memory surfaces though now I don't even feel the urge to utter a slight giggle which should tell you a lot).
"Why" it took almost every ounce of control I possessed not to rant and sound, at least, mostly in control.
There was a pregnant pause, " Because, well…" for once Kinsley seemed at a lost as to how to go on "well as I said while you were in la-la land…" I must have given him a look because he looked at me and coughed averting his eyes. He sucked in a breath and straightened as if coming to a world revealing decision, "Due to some circumstances we decided to let the muggles know of our existence".
At my incredulous look he elaborated, "Ok look this has been coming for days now… hell it took 4 months before the wizarding council even considered coming to a concluding decision. Right now, only children are to be informed not babies more like children from elementary to high school and the primary schools don't really take much, the adults can handle that by themselves and even got most done already. But the high schoolers with their smokes and sex and ... "
"Kinsley your rambling" I felt the need to point that out since Draco seems too amused to do anything now. I spared a glare in his direction before turning my attention back to Kinsley who took a deep, much needed breath.
"I can't give a definite why yet but the point is we need help with the high schoolers, they're just too troublesome for us. Especially that particular high school, it's almost completely filled with maniacs!" The way he said it had me thinking that he was a witness to this madness firsthand. If so I could understand his choice, Draco and I have a reputation for being the best wizards to call when you face a problem too troublesome and difficult for other Aurors to handle. Having grown up with most of the children from High School for Troubled Teens I knew intimately how maniac they could be.
"We'll be doing this in districts that way you can communicate with the groups from the other schools in your district without it being to suspicious. Your to meet with them to update and such at least weekly and if for any reason you need to get into contact with us send up flare sparks you remember those don't you Harry".
'Of course how could I forget', I opted for the safe option of not looking at Draco at this point in time.
"Ok, well then I'll let you get ready. Good luck. Draco," He called when we were already halfway out the door "may I have a word… alone?" he added when I seemed indecisive on whether to stay or go. I blinked and looked at Draco for a moment then with a shrug I turned and left.