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Harry Potter and the Mystery on the Hogwarts Express
Harry, Hermione, and Ron, who sat comfortably in a compartment inside the Hogwarts Express, were retelling the events of their summer. Ron's arms were waving frantically as he recounted his brothers', Fred and George, latest Weasley's Wizard Wheezes invention and its disastrous results.
"I thought she was going to blow a gasket! As it is they're grounded forever and Mum forbid them from going to Hogsmead this year. She thinks they need to spend more time studying, of course, that's not going to stop them. They know every secret passageway in and out of that school, I reckon."
Just then the door slid open. Their heads turned to face the newcomer and a few jaws dropped. Pale grey eyes skimmed over their faces, finally settling on Harry. "Oh, there you are." Bright green eyes stared steadily back at the boy. The blond nodded his head towards the corridor, indicating Harry should follow.
Harry nodded and stood. Ron, who had started to turn an unhealthy shade of pink, looked sharply at the Boy-Who-Lived. "You're not going with that git are you?"
Draco glared at the redhead and Harry shook his head. "I'll be right back. Sit down Ron."
"I'm going with you."
Harry's voice turned hard. "I don't need a babysitter. I'll be fine. Stay." Ron looked about to argue, so Harry relaxed his voice and forced a smile. "Ron, it's fine really. I'll tell you everything when I get back, alright?"
Ron didn't look convinced, but conceded anyway.
"The hell you will," declared Draco after Harry had firmly shut the compartment door closed. They started walking towards the back luggage compartment.
"Don't worry, I'll make something up."
After they reached the cramped roomed and were certain they were alone, Harry turned to face Malfoy. They stared at each other heatedly for a few moments, before Harry shoved Draco against a stack of trunks. Draco gasped as the wind got knocked out of him. He grabbed the front of Harry's shirt pulling him closer and hooked his leg around the Gryffindor's waist, trapping him.
Harry didn't bother trying to escape and instead grinned in a decidedly feral sort of way, pressing closer, and kissed the other boy. Draco moaned as the mouth clamped onto his own and reached a hand up to grasp a clump of untidy black hair. Harry broke away gasping for air and smiling.
Draco smiled back. "I've missed you."
Harry leaned forward kissing him again quickly, tugging at the blonde's bottom lip with his teeth as he pulled away. "I missed you too."
"How much time do you suppose we have until Weasley and Granger come looking for you?"
Harry sighed. "Not long. They probably think you're hexing me as we speak."
Draco frowned, disappointment showing clearly on his face. "I told you this would be easier if you'd just ditch them."
"And I told you that Ron and Hermione are my friends and I'm not giving them up for anything."
"I gave up Crabbe and Goyle."
Harry's eyes widened in surprise. "You what?"
"Something wrong with your ears? You heard me. I told them they were a couple of blithering idiots and that they could just sod off. Of course, I tell them that every week, so I had to repeat myself a few times before it sunk in that I was being serious."
Harry shook his head. "I can't believe you did that."
"How else did you think I was going to be able to keep seeing you? They're spies, you know? Everything and everywhere that I do, say, or go, gets reported back to their fathers, which in turn gets reported to my father."
"And what do you think Lucius is going to say, when he finds out you dumped your two henchmen?"
Draco rolled his eyes. "Please, Potter. My father would never actually admit to spying on me. It won't matter when he does find out anyway, because there's absolutely nothing he can do while I'm at Hogwarts and without his spies, he won't have a clue what's going on."
"You do realize you still have to share a room with them, right?"
"Harry, Harry, Harry. You really think I could have gotten through five years of listening to Greg and Vince snoring (if you can call those horrid croaking noises that) without making other arrangements?"
Harry narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "You're telling me you have your own room?"
Draco smirked, wrapping his arms around Harry's neck and replied, "Be nice to me and you may just find out."
Harry resisted only slightly as Draco pulled him down for another kiss. Even more reluctantly he pulled away. "I would love to stay Draco, I really would, but I have to get back before Ron and Hermione decide to send out a search squad."
Draco loosened his grip and pushed Harry away. "Fine. Go. Leave me, they always do." He sighed over dramatically.
Harry rolled his eyes, smiling, and pulled Draco in for one last quick, chaste, kiss. "I could never leave you. Believe me, I've tried. You just keep finding me again."
Draco shoved Harry toward the door. "Smart-ass."
Harry laughed, but stopped just before opening the door. He stared at the pale blond Slytherin and the affection there was unmistakable. "Will you meet me here again, before we get to Hogwarts?"
"You think you can escape your tagalongs again?"
Harry replied determinedly, "I'll find away."
Draco nodded. "I'll be here."
"If you're not, I'll come find you."
"You better." Draco winked and pushed past him out the door. He glanced down the long corridor and motioned to Harry that it was safe to exit. Silently they left, returning to their separate compartments, trying to keep the grins from showing on their faces.
End Part One.