A Hundred Years to Live

Part One of Seven

January 1st, 1996

Harry was royally peeved. Albus has called him up to his office on Order business when he was supposed to be resting, there was meant to be no missions. Albus had given his word and was so about to break it. It was the Christmas hols, he earned this. There was something very wrong with the man and it was really starting to piss Harry off. Anytime that Harry was happy or almost happy the man stepped in and destroyed it. Harry was supposed to be a tool, not a teen. Albus just didn't know that Harry had figured that part out yet and he wouldn't either.

Now he sat amongst the adult Order, who were giving him all kinds of dirty looks. As far as they knew, Harry wasn't even apart of the Order. Well, turns out they didn't know very much. He didn't need this, not now and his hatred for Albus grew. If they had any real idea what the man had already had him do, they would shit themselves. He, at 15, had already gone on more missions then any other adult in the room. Albus used him because he was silent, cunning, and got the job done; never once had he been caught or even suspected. Harry was slowly being turned into a cold-blooded killer; molded by the grandfather of the light himself. Molded into someone without a care for humanity and who would do whatever it took to get the job done. Needless to say; Harry did all he could to hold onto his humanity, his sanity. However it was slowly slipping away and he found that he had little reason to hold onto it so tightly.

As he sat there he knew that Albus was about to out his involvement in the scheme of things. He allowed himself to smirk; this was going to be good. This was going to piss a lot of people off. They all still thought of him as a worthless child. A child that needed to be collided and spoken to softly. A child who needed to be sheltered from what directly involved him; what only he could end. None of the people in the room, save one or two, really knew what he was capable of. They all underestimated him and one day soon it would be their own mistake.

In truth Harry was able to accomplish a lot more then any other person in the room. A lot more then the old goat starring him down with his chin resting on steepled fingers. He also knew how to keep his mouth shut, saving him a lot of trouble.

Just when he thought the silence would go on forever, the goat spoke.

" Harry, I need you to do something for me. " Albus said softly

That got everyone's attention and the resulting silence was deafening. The Order just starred as Harry cocked his head to the side and waited; the smirk never leaving his face. That was just how Harry operated; he never asked but waited until Albus wanted to tell him. Sometimes it took ages, this time he hoped it didn't. He wanted to get back to his promised reprieve. Albus could deal with the fall out of yet another of his mistakes.

" Draco Malfoy is being held by Voldemort. You know the place, I need you to go get him. It needs to be delt with as silently and as quickly as possible. Then I will be placing him under your care; he's not safe here anymore. Your things will be moved by the time you get back. "

" Bye then. " Harry said sarcastically " One hour, maybe. It all depends on who I run into. "

As Harry stood and left the room all hell broke lose. It was beautiful, Harry thought as he road the staircase down, how no one had any faith in him. All he needed to do was stop by his dorm room and pick up his pack. He would be back in the castle within an hour. Maybe then they would stop questioning his ability to do his job. Oh for fuck's sake, did he really hate his bloody job.

Riddle Manor, 10pm, January 1st, 1996

Harry was under his cloke working his way through Riddle Manor; Voldemort's base. He had been inside this house so many times that it would really shock people. He had rescued Snape not that long ago; another spy last week. He had even managed to get Nagini on his side and knew she wouldn't tattle on him if he did run into her. But so far there wasn't a soul in sight. It was almost disheartening.

As he approached the cells in the basement of the manor; he heard hushed voices. It wasn't a good thing or maybe it was. Grated, he didn't want to draw attention to himself, but he was so pissed off at Albus that he wanted to vent it someway. Death Eaters were a great outlet. There went his humanity, slipping yet again.

" No one is coming for the whelp. Why is he keeping him alive ? It's obvious that he doesn't know anything. Why was he marked so young anyway ? "

" Nott, shut up. He was marked because he is Lucius' son and it was what the man wanted. We are to sit here and watch; as we were told. They'll send someone; he's one of their spies. That's the part that old Luc didn't count on. He'll be livid when he finds out. But they always come for their spies. "

" How do you know that Rookwood ? "

Harry was just standing there as the men chatted. They had no idea that he was even there. Where did Voldemort find these idiots ? It was like the monster had no standers at all. All they had to do was bow to him and the more ignorant the better. It really made him sick some of the people that he came across.

Removing his cloke, he continued to stand there. The idiots just sat there !

" Information has been leaked; things that only the whelp knew. That's how it was discovered that he was a spy. It was the same way with the other two, Snape and Johnson. They sent Potter in and the boy is good. He has ways to get around things, move without a sound. It's really amazing when you think about it. It makes me wonder what the boy is really capable of. "

" And you two really need to learn how to pay attention. But thank you, I work hard at the sneaking thing. " Harry laughed " I have been standing here for the last three minutes and you had no idea. "

The men looked up and that was all she wrote, both were hit with stunners. Harry just shook his head as he stepped over the bodies. It was ridiculous the ease that he moved through the monsters base and took what he wanted. One would think that there would be stronger wards or something in place to prevent things like this. Or at least that how he did things, HQ was a fortress of wards that he was quite proud of. Not that anyone knew that.

Stepping into the cell that housed his quarry, Harry knelt down and gently rolled the blonde onto his back. He as a total mess, it was apparent that Voldemort had had him beaten to ensure sanity. He wanted information that Draco just didn't have. He would've had more luck talking to the wall, something that would get through sooner or later.

" Malfoy, come on, wake up so I can get you outta here. "

" They sent you ? "

Harry rolled his eyes and started pouring potions down the blonde's throat as he explained things. Draco, for his part, allowed Harry to do what he had to do to get him out of there. It had only been 72 hours, but that was time enough.

" I am going to pick you up and activate my port key. It will take us right to the hospital wing. "

" Can I ask you a favor Potter ? "

" Why not. "

" Don't leave me alone. I really don't want to be alone. "

" I can do that. Let's get outta here, there are more coming. "

Before Draco could reply, they were gone. This part of the nightmare was over. Little did he know, the ride was just beginning.

Albus let everyone yell as Harry closed the door behind him. The boy just walked away and was going to let Albus deal with the fall out. It was just like him, Albus thought, if it didn't directly effect him he wanted nothing to do with it. Harry didn't want anything to do with this war either and it pissed Albus off greatly.

Ignoring the questions that were being screamed at him, Albus sank farther into his own thoughts. Why was it that the boy wanted nothing more then to fade into the shadows ? Didn't he realize what being The-Boy-Who-Lived entailed ? He could have anything that he wanted. Have anyone that he wanted. He would be at all the right parties, make friends with all the right people, and truly become the hero that he was born to be.

But Harry wanted none of it and told him so on several occasions. He wanted to end the war and just get on with life. He wanted to find out who he was, fall in love, and settle down. The boy was half mad if he thought that's how it was going to work out. Albus had plans of his own and they would soon come into play.

As the room went silent, Albus sighed.

" Harry just so happens to be the very best that we have. He has run several missions since his 15 birthday and I do not regret sending him. He has brought back more information and saved more lives then any other. He is a full member of the Order and will be treated as such. Nothing more is to be said on the matter, Harry's track record should speak for itself. "

" You are molding him – " Severus started

" I am doing nothing of the sort. I am trying to save lives. He pulled you and was gone for almost a full week in doing so. He saved your life, put you back together. If we didn't have him, "

Albus let the statement hang and was more then satisfied when it was meant with silence. This group would never understand everything that he was giving up for the boy, all that he was doing. They would never understand the choices that he had to make and what they meant for the rest of the wizarding world. They would never understand that Harry was nothing more then a tool to be used and tossed aside. That the boy was more then expendable, that they were all more then expendable.

As the wards sounded that someone had just port keyed into the Hospital Wing, Albus stood and didn't much care if he was followed or not. This was one of Harry's personal best times, he hadn't even been gone half hour and he was already back. Sometimes it amazed Albus just what the boy was capable of. He had no idea how Harry managed it, but he always did so Albus didn't even think to question. If he had any sense left he would've asked, but his sanity was questionable at best.

When Albus walked into the wing, he froze. It was Harry that was doing the healing, not Poppy. He was ordering the nurse around to fetch potions and such. This was something that Albus didn't expect and was starting to wonder what else he had missed.

" You are my best student ! " Poppy said full of joy " For the last 5 years you have been here and I am so pleased with what you have learned ! You are ready to take the medic test ! More than ready ! You did a fantastic job ! "

Harry shot her a grin as he cast the final spells. So, Albus thought, the boy went about picking up as many skills as he could. Healing was a good skill for the boy to have and if he had thought about it Albus would have put him in Poppy's hands himself. But he hadn't and Harry had, Albus couldn't be mad at him for it either.

" Mr.Potter, report. " Albus said calmly

Harry's head snapped up and he starred at the entire Order. The old fucker was really on his shit list.

" Nothing really to report sir. Aside from the fact that I ran into Theodore Nott and Rookwood; those two aren't very bright. They were expecting me, knew that it was me that you were sending. I expect Voldemort to step up security but Nagini will tell me how to get around it. One of the easier missions by far. "

He then sat down in the chair beside the bed and sighed. That action confused the entire room.

" What are you doing Mr.Potter ? You are free to go. " Albus said

" No, " Harry smirked " Malfoy asked me not to leave him alone. I have done a lot of things that I will never find redemption for. I have seen things that I will never be able to move past. I have little humanity left, little sanity. I am going to hold onto it as tightly as I can because I don't like the alternative. However, I have my word. I gave my word that I would not leave him alone and I will not. A man is only as good as his word and most times it's all that I have. I ALWAYS keep my word; that is not going to change now. Good night Albus. I'm on holiday, you didn't keep your word. "

The Order began to mutter and whisper at Harry's revelation. It was all true too because they all knew that Harry couldn't lie. The headmaster was in fact molding him and there was nothing that anyone of them could do about it. Harry would be of age soon and that was his only hope. That was they only hope the Order had as well they realized as they filed out. Albus tended to get people killed and Harry saved lives. All they could do was wait and hope their number wasn't pulled.

January 15th, 1996

Severus Snape sat grading papers wanting to be doing anything else when a knock sounded at his office door. The fact that it was well after hours meant that either one of his snakes was caught out of bed or Harry was paying him a visit. The fact that Harry had clearance to move about the castle when ever he pleased pissed Severus off until the boy had saved his life, now he couldn't careless. In fact he enjoyed talking with Harry when he couldn't sleep.

So, hopeing that it was Harry and not Filch, Severus opened his office door.

" Thank Merlin, a distraction. Come in and have a seat. Nightmare ? "

Harry walked into the office and warded it tight. That told Severus that what the boy was here for was very privet and wasn't meant to leave the room. It was often like this and Severus liked being Harry's confidant; it showed that he was trusted in some degree and not many people trusted him. That fact that The-Boy-Who-Lived trusted him meant more then he could say and he waited.

" I need your help Severus. " Harry said softly

Severus nodded and handed Harry a glass of the pricey brandy he favored.

" With what exactly ? "

" Well this, I'd like to think of you as a kind of godfather if you don't mind. You're the only one that seems to be able to handle it. "

" I am honored to be seen as such, thank you. "

" I need training. I don't know anyone else that could help me learn the things that I need to know to get through this. I need to fight fire with fire. I have no other option. "

" I think that proper instruction is far over due. You'll be working on other things as well I assume, on your own ? "

" Already do. I have to stay in top form or it could be my life or someone elses. Draco will be doing the same. "

" I think that is a wise choice. It's good to see the pair of you getting along. "

" It's strange, the way that has worked out. You see, it's like we have entered this kind of companionship that was just far too easy. He's still healing and I don't have to go to class if I don't want to because of the missions that I run. We have a rutine and everything. It's very disturbing. "

" Why is that ? "

" Because I have had the biggest crush on him for the last year and it is starting to drive me crazy. "

Severus nearly choked and could do nothing more then to stare at the boy. That was NOT what he had been expecting, not even close. And the brat was just smirking at him behind his glass. The sheer nerve of Harry Potter smirking at Severus Snape, of shocking the man. But Harry didn't lie and Severus knew that sooner or later he would make his move on Draco.

" Just be careful. " Severus finally said

Harry nodded and changed the topic. Now it was time to simply waste time. He had gotten what he had come for and now needed to build a relationship with the only adult allie he had.

March 18th, 1996

They sat side by side on their common room sofa starring into the flames. Neither could sleep and neither really wanted company, but neither had much of a choice. It had been months since Harry had rescued Draco from the hell that was Riddle Manor and in those months Draco had gained more friends then he knew what to do with. It was like as soon as Harry said he was cool, everyone else just fell in line. It was almost sick, but at the same time Draco was greatful. He never had to be alone unless he chose to be and he really liked that part.

And Harry had kept his word, rarely did he leave Draco's side.

Then there was Harry himself. That was something that Draco was trying to get a handle on. See, behind closed doors Harry was a totally different person. He was happy and goofed off like any other teen. He was always there when Draco needed him, for whatever he needed him for. There had been times when Draco had woken up screaming and Harry was right there. Harry would hold onto him until he fell back to sleep, talk to him when Draco needed someone to just listen. Harry was always there. But he wanted more and had no idea what Harry would do if he told him. Draco was really having harry issues, it was driving him nuts.

" Will you say something ? " Draco finally snapped

" Something. "

Harry rolled his eyes as Draco scowled at him. He knew that it wasn't what the boy wanted and that he was pushing his buttons, but he didn't really care much. He was with Draco more then was healthy and it was starting to turn into something else all together. He was attracted to the boy and it scared him abit. Draco knew him for who he really was and not very many people really did. Draco valued him and seemed to need him. He would sit up and wait for him when he went on missions. Patch him up on occasion, listen when he needed to vent. He was just there when no one else was. He was what Harry needed and it wasn't something that he ever had. He was afraid that Albus would find away to take Draco away too.

It had all changed when Draco had asked him to sit with him back in January. The balance had shifted then and now Harry needed to figure out what to do with it. He wanted and fully intended to get.

" Dray, tell me what you want to hear. What would you like me to say. "

Draco just starred back at him, confused.

" If I were to tell you what was truly on my mind you'd never talk to me again. That isn't a comforting thought so I choose not to say anything at all. "

" How do you know that ? Say what's on your mind. "

Here went nothing.

" I sleep better when I fall asleep in your bed with you in my arms, and I have several times. I feel content when I'm with you. I want to be with you and know that it is one of the worst ideas that I have ever had. It would put you back on top of Voldy's list and I don't want that. I want you safe first, as close to me as possible second. I don't want to see you dead and that is why I have kept my mouth shut. But I need you, I'm happy with you and it terrifies me. I don't want to lose you. "

Draco had just been handed everything that he wanted and he had no idea what to do with it. Not only that but he couldn't believe his ears. Harry Potter wanted him, the son of a Death Eater, a Death East spy, a BOY. Draco had never been needed before, wanted and valued like this. But if he really stopped and thought about it, they had been in an odd type of relationship since January. And it was easy too. Not that much would change they were just adding intimacy. So he smiled and gave a court nod. Now or never.

" Good, if you take that back I will never forgive you. And if you think about it, we've been together since January 5th when we moved in here, an odd sort of companionship. So, we just keep it quiet and make it real. Lay down, "

Harry did as he was told and lay down on the sofa. He smirked as Draco lay on his side on the far side so he didn't fall off. With Draco's head pillowed on his chest, Harry let out a laugh as he took off his glasses.

" What ? "

" This is the way we always sleep. I just find it a little funny is all. You mean this, your not playing games ? "

Harry was looking down at him and he suddenly remembered that there were very few people that Harry could take at their word and he had no real reason to trust Draco at his. Not really thinking at all, Draco leaned up and kissed him softly. The surprising thing was, he was kissed back, it thrilled him to no end.

" Yes, I mean it. Now go to sleep. "

" One more kiss ? "

With a small laugh Draco obliged him before settling in. Within minutes both were fast asleep, neither moving for the rest of the night. In fact, that's how Severus Snape found them at noon the next day wondering why they hadn't shown up for classes. He didn't tell a soul what he saw, the boys deserved to be happy. He didn't wake them either, Harry deserved his rest.

October 31st, 1996

Harry was really quite sick of being hit on, really sick of it. Over the summer he had changed a lot, generating the attention. He had grown and now was nearly 6 foot, he had filled out, and gotten in shape. Draco had stayed with him over the summer and had spoiled Harry just rotten, not that Harry really minded. So along with the changes to his body, there were changes to his wardrobe as well. He now had clothes that he liked and that fit, the Dursley's were furious that Draco had went all out for Harry and offered them nothing. Harry found it funny. And the glasses were gone, thank Merlin.

Since he had walked onto 9 ¾ it was an all out gawk fest. Every time he turned around there was another fan that was asking him out not knowing that he was already very taken. He got notes in class, in the halls, shit, in the mail. It wasn't enough that he was their hero, now he was their sex symbol as well. He hated the attention and now he got twice as much. It was a big part of his job to slip into the shadows and be invisible, he couldn't this way. The fans made it impossible.

But he knew that it amused Albus to no end. He loved to see Harry buckle under the stresses. He loved to see Harry uncomfortable. He loved to see Harry unhappy. It was just the way that it was. However he and Draco had decided to come out and in the most brilliant way too. There was a ball tonight, a Masquerade Ball, and they were going together. Kind of.

" I'm sorry Hannah, I already have a date. Thank you though. "

" Oh, who ? "

" You'll see tonight. Promise. "

Harry turned back to his lunch as Hannah walked away. This was the eighth invite he had gotten in 20 minutes and he was starting to get frustrated. Good God, if he said no once, he said no millions of times. So, he stood and the hall went still.

" I have a date. I am in a relationship. If you all will just wait until the ball you'll see who. "

Harry sat back down and tucked back into his lunch as most of the Gryffindor table tried to hold in their laughter. The relationship was well known there, it was their safe zone. In truth, the DA didn't even know. They could go there and hang out if need be and not worry about it. Although there were several Gryffindors that tried to get Harry's attention to no avail, not really getting it.

" It's been nearly a year mate and they still don't get it ! Why have you kept it so quiet ?! It would get the monkeys off your back ! " Seamus shouted down the table

" Who in the bloody hell am I ?! Think about it, MONKEY, then ask me again ! Things have to be delt with in a certain way when it comes to me ! "

Seamus nodded and continued to laugh. The whole thing really wasn't very funny, but he and Draco had to be so careful and it was starting to get under their skin. It was time to come out. And it was bound to piss off a lot of people, not that they really cared.

Sighing, Harry set his napkin on his plate and looked up at Draco. The blonde knew the drill and sighed in return. They both knew that after Harry's announcement the entire hall would still be watching. They wanted this on their terms, not every one else's.

Draco stood in front of the stage at half 10 nervous as hell. He was dressed in dove gray velvet breeches and frock coat, white tights, and a white ruffle shirt. His coat and breeches were embroidered in emerald green; he was part of a set. The mask that he had chosen was coved in emeralds and diamonds, showing his class and social standing. covered the top half of his face. But he was the only true platinum blonde that attended the school so everyone knew who was behind the mask.

He watched as couples gathered in groups all over the hall. The Elizabethan style was really quite brilliant in it's extravagance, but some could pulled it off better then others. Deciding to go with plan B, Draco moved off into the hall to socialize. As he greeted people that he knew he noticed that some of the girls were almost spilling out of their dresses and it was enough to make him almost sick. There was no shame here, no grace, no elegance. That was all the time period was.

Then Harry walked in, his echo. Earlier when they had attended their final fitting, Harry hadn't let Draco see and he hated waiting. But now he really didn't mind and it was taking all that he had not to run across the hall and stake his clime. Harry was dressed in emerald green velvet breeches and frock coat, white tights, and white ruffle shirt; his embroidery dove gray. Their masks were identical down to the last stone and it wasn't going to take long for people to start figuring it out.

All Draco could do was stare. Harry looked the part of a Lord and as he moved through the hall greeting friends, acted it too. Not for the first time Draco wondered how he had gotten so lucky.

" Where is his date ? "

" He came in alone. But he looks edible, look at his ass. Is that what he has been hiding ? Merlin, it's hot in here. "

Draco rolled his eyes as he systematically made his way towards Harry. Harry was his and the things he was hearing, he wanted to be at Harry's side as soon as possible. The comments were getting graphic the closer he got and he soon saw why, Harry's eyes were lined in black and damn near made them pop out of his mask. Draco was floored, that hadn't been part of the plan, but he loved the result.

" Holy hell, he's trying to kill me. " He muttered

He loved Harry's eyes and how he saw everything that he needed when he looked into them. He also saw all the pain and resentment in them and knew that Harry had already seen and done far too much at his young age. It pained him too. Then their eyes met and Harry held out his hand. The hall went still.

With a secret smile, Draco took Harry's hand and allowed him to pull him close. God, he loved this man.

" Hi. " Harry smiled

" Hi. Not that I care much now, but are you trying to shock me stupid ? "

" That was the whole point. And it worked too, I think you were drooling Dray. "

Before Draco could protest to the negative, Harry kissed him deeply and he forgot. The kiss started the whispers and the gawking. But at the time they didn't really care at all. They had each other and that was all that they needed.

What they didn't see was the unchacrteristic scowl on Albus' face as he starred them down. Harry falling in love was not in his plans. Harry falling in love with a BOY wasn't even thought of. Albus knew that he had to put a stop to it before it got out of hand. He had to put a stop to it before the Malfoy brat corrupted Harry any farther.

November 3rd, 1996

Harry sat in Albus' office knowing that this had to do with his and Draco's relationship. He really didn't want to hear it from the man. In the day's that had passed since their coming out, he had heard quite enough and was starting to really get sick of it.

The whole thing had been in the paper the next day. The kiss displayed on the front page for all to see. They had to redirect their mail to their quarters just to get some peace. Then there were the students that for so long had thrived on their rivalry that just didn't get it. There were taunts and shouted curses in the hall ways. It seemed that everyone though that their hero should live a cretin life style and he hadn't chosen the right one.

Then there were the well wishers. The gushed congratulations and sappy sweet comments that made Harry and Draco both want to vomit. In all honesty, the insults were almost easier to deal with.

And then there was Albus, enter stage left.

" If this has to do with Draco, I don't want to hear it. I am entitled to be happy, to have someone. You can't begrudge me that. "

" Why not a nice girl Harry ? Why a boy ? "

" I've tried that and it didn't work. "

" Draco Malfoy ? Do you know what this is going to do to your image ? Do you know how much danger this is going to put him in ? Harry, your being selfish. Let the boy go before you get him killed. Homosexuality is not natural. "

" And I could careless about it's naturalness. I don't care about my image. We both know how much danger he's in and we are prepared for it. I am not being selfish, I'm attempting to live. As I recall, it doesn't matter who you take to bed in the wizarding world, you love whom you love. I will not let him go. I can't. I love him. Good day Albus, I have nothing else to say to you. "

Before Albus could reply, Harry was up and out the door. No, Albus didn't like this at all and needed to get the boy away from Harry somehow. He had plans, plans that needed to be followed. Now he had more plans to make to make the others work. Why did the stupid boy have to be so difficult ?

6 months later the abductions started. Albus having planed every single one, not that it could be proved. As far as his argument with Harry, they only became more heated. It was enough to make Albus plan Harry's death, he was not going to be out shined by a gay couple. This was his war and he would come out the victor. He was Albus Dumbledore after all, Grandfather of the light.

But what he didn't know was that Harry had one hell of a safety net and was making plans of his own. He wasn't a fucking tool and Albus would learn it the hard way. Harry would deal with Albus' manipulations and disregard for life. While he was used, he was using. He was learning how not to run a war.

They made it to graduation, abductions and all. Albus was livid.

Both boys passed both their OWLs and NEWTs in the top 3 of their class and were voted the most likely to stay together. See, once the student body had gotten over their shock, the couple was well loved and excepted. But most of the student body would be going on the fight with them in the war, being DA. The teachers even accepted them and saw them as team that they really were. The trashing in the paper had even stopped.

" Gentlemen, your returning to the Dursley's ? " Albus asked

Harry rolled his eyes as he tightened his hold on Draco. He trusted no one with Draco, not lately, not after he had been port keyed from his side just days ago. Besides, there were far too many people at graduation this years and it was making Harry very uneasy. Then Albus came along, that only made Harry steep farther into protective mode. Draco hated it.

" Yes, until my birthday. I have a Po Box in the closest muggle town and we have been corresponding. Then we will be at HQ. " Harry said gruffly

Albus made a noise and said that he didn't want the boys there. That only made Harry smirk.

" I do own the house Albus, we have every right to be there. I will not be run out of my own house because you can't see past your nose. "

" I know that. I do not agree with your relationship as you well know. "

" And I have told you many times before that I could care less. You don't have to be at HQ and are only ever there for meetings. Meetings that involve me rescuing someone more often then not. The will said that I didn't have to let you stay. I have the control this time. I will not be driven out of my own house because you don't like who I'm seeing. "

By this time everything around them had stopped and Harry took his chance knowing that he really screw himself and not caring.

" Since Voldemort came back you have been using me. I am noting more then a tool to you. I went to get Draco on January 1st, 1996, remember ? You promised me down time, said that I would be left alone so I could rest. Two weeks before that I pulled Johnson, July 18th 1995; not even 15, I pulled Severus. You have no right to tell me who I can see. I have made that choice and I am more then happy with it. "

Harry paused and looked around. God, here it went again. Fucking press.

" You don't like me happy or even a little happy. You have my every move watched, or did until I found out who you had watching me. You read my mail. You lie to me, keep things from me. I will fight and win, because I am the only one who can. I will also be doing so on my terms. Now, Dudley is giving us a party and we have to go. I'll see you at the next meeting. "

And with that Harry walked away knowing that it was going to be hell from here on in. He had pissed Albus off and had done so publicly. Exactly what Albus would do...Harry was afraid to ask. However, he'd find out and it would have to do with Draco.

As the boys wandered into the crowd all Albus could think as 'Fuck, the idiot boy figured out he was being used' Once the party was over and everyone cleared out, Albus began to revise his plans.