Chapter 2
Sirius strapped the gift for harry on his back and hastily fixed his robe, a dark blue robe with flittering dogs running around the cloak. This was his favorite robe; Harry had given it to him on his birthday a year ago. He only wore it on special occasions. He smiled staring at the eager child, it was Harry's eleven birthday and Harry had chosen Snape's house to celebrate for the occasion not because he particularly liked Snape but because of another person. Harry had been infatuated with Draco since they were infants, spending all their time together. Harry was rather possessive child he never let anyone besides the three adults touch Draco not even the professor in the wizarding grade school. Harry loved being with Draco and vice versa, they were inseparable.
"Harry are you ready to go to Snape's house?" Harry grinned.
"Yeah, I'll be able to see Draco" Sirius rolled his eyes, "you see him everyday"
"This is different" Sirius raised an eyebrow," how so?" Harry chuckled, "it's my birthday" Sirius laughed and grabbed Harry's hand" are you ready to go?"
Harry groaned," do we have to apparate?" Sirius nodded and Harry just stayed silent as they apparated to Snape's house.
Snape fixed the house and tried to brighten up instead of having and Sirius quote:' depressing as colors that make me want to kill myself'. He waved his wand and the room began to become alive with magic, the dishes washing themselves, the oven turning on baking the cake and fixing the table and placing the entire utensil properly on the table. Snape jumped when he felt arms hug his waist," sorry didn't mean to scare you" Remus whispered softly in Snape's ear, Snape relaxed in his arms and whispered, "its fine" he turned his head and gave a kiss to Remus lips and pulled away to Remus dismay. He straightened his cloak and looked around seeing everything was ready, "Where's Draco?" Remus leaned against the wall, "he's dressing up for Harry he wants to look his best" Snape answered straightening his pitch black robes, even if it was a cheerful occasion he was not going to part with his favorite color especially for the Potter brat. That kid made it his mission to make Severus life hard, constantly leeching onto his son everyday, being a little too possessive over Draco, sometimes it was terrifying to see the lengths the boy would go threw just to make sure Draco was his alone. He shivered remembering how angry Harry was when he found out Draco had a small crush on Sirius; Harry ignored Sirius as if the handsome man was dead. The air was so tense with anger and frustration, Draco was upset at harry, harry was livid towards Sirius and Sirius felt rather sad being ignored by his godson. Those days were very amusing but vexing watching all of them struggle with each other. Thank god, Draco's crush only lasted for five months; otherwise, Snape would result to hexing the three.
Looking up at the clock that swayed in mid air Snape noticed the fingers pointing at the numbers indicating that it was six pm and the pair would apparate soon enough. Flicking his wand Snape gave a look over and smirked in satisfaction seeing everything was so clearly organized. Remus ran his fingers through his mild shaggy hair and stared lovingly at his lover, it took years to convince the Slytherin to give him a chance in courting and Remus was not going to let go of the man he loved. Helping Snape Remus moved towards Draco's door and gave a soft knock, "Draco are you ready?" Remus heard a ruffling noise in the room; "in a minute father my hair won't stay in place" Remus chuckled, as his birth father Draco was a perfectionist. "I'm sure you look fine love now hurry Harry will be here soon" with a huff Draco opened the door, his hair gelled back, his porcelain face clear, his gray eyes were burning with frustration with his hair, his lips in a little pout. Remus knew that Harry would be pleased to see Draco wearing his best robes for him, a silver robe that reached below his ankles, his hands on his hips. "How do I look?" Remus touched Draco's cheek, " to lovely for words" happy with his father's response Draco smirked smugly.
The three recipients stood waiting for the guests they heard the familiar popping noise and greeted the ruffled Harry and the relaxed handsome man. Harry beamed at the sight of Draco and launched himself forward pulling Draco closer ignoring the looks of the older men. "Yes we know your so elated to see each other but remember Potter other people want to congratulate you for making it another year" Harry glared at Snape. but reluctantly let go embracing Remus who presented him with a small box, opening the box Harry was met with a golden ring with a silver stone in the center, tiny words were inscribed they read 'moony', it was Remus old nickname when he was at Hogwarts. He knew that once Harry entered his school he would receive looks and receive a certain reputation, he knew the horrors of unwanted attention and he hoped this would encourage Harry in his troubled times. After placing the ring on his finger the gang began celebrating, the adults toasted with glasses of fire whiskey while the children drank butterbee. Harry opened the present from Sirius, a brand new Quidditch broom, Harry was so elated on all the gifts he received, an album book of his mother in her childhood to adolescent years he received from Snape. He still waited for Draco's gift eagerly.
Sirius was passed out on the floor, an empty glass grasp in his fist, Snape and Remus snogging in the couch. The two boys sneaked away from them not wanting to watch the two adults suck face and touch each other, ruining the two boys innocent vision. Harry and Draco left the house, the crescent moon shined over the blackened sky, both boys headed over the creak, the feet scrunching the grass, the cold breeze brushing back their hair, Harry holding Draco's reluctant hand. They reached thee destination and sat in the soft dirt floor, they stared at the stars scattered across the dark sky. Harry ruffled his hair nervously, he always loved Draco, and he could never imagine a single moment without his Draco. Severus had explain that in September they would be attending Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, on the first day they would gather in the dining hall where they would be sorted into different houses: Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or the last one Hufflepuff. Each stood for different things, Gryffindor meant bravery, Slytherin cunning, Ravenclaw intelligence and Hufflepuff loyalty. Harry knew Draco would enter Slytherin; he was a cunning person whenever the blond wanted to be. Harry wasn't so sure where he would belong; hopefully follow Draco to Slytherin. He was roused from his thoughts when he felt Draco touch his shoulder, Draco's concerned expression sent a thrill threw the green-eyed boys body, and those lovely fierce gray eyes only belonged to him. "Harry what's the matter" Harry stroked Draco's soft yellow hair that shimmered silver in the moonlight. Harry shook his head, he grinned at Draco and scuttled closer to the other, he couldn't help stare at Draco's serene face, it was hard to tell how much Harry loved Draco.
Draco felt a strange sensation whenever Harry touched him, his stomach rumbled loudly and his face became flushed, he would successfully hide these tender emotions, he had no idea how to deal with them he prefer to ignore the confliction inside of himself. Hugging his knees Draco leaned on Harry who continued to move his hair with his fingers, Draco closed his eyes the loving fingers were always so caressing, and it filled Draco with immense happiness. He wanted to give something special to Harry but was conflicted on the best gift to give Harry. Harry never cared for material objects, he wanted quality over quantity, but Draco was worried that what he would give Harry would not satisfy the scarred boy. Sitting up Draco pulled out his wand and directed the wooden stick towards Harry, he muttered a charm and silenced Harry immediately.
"All right Harry I must confessed I couldn't get you a gift that would suit the 'boy who lived', I spent sometime coming up with ideas that might accomplish my quest" Draco took a deep breath," on your seventeenth birthday would you Harry James Potter Black marry me Draco Scorpious Malfoy Snape Remus?" Storming gray eyes stared at astound green ones; Draco gave a surprised shriek when Harry's arms enveloped him. Draco submerged himself in the warm embrace reveling in the loving moment between Harry, he wasn't sure what the future held for any of them but he knew that the inevitable would happen, he would be forever connected to Harry. He loved Harry dearly but still wasn't fully aware of how far his feelings gone for the boy. Muttering a soft charm, he dispelled the charm and Harry spoke again elated to talk about their early engagement.
~September~
Remus along with Sirius decided to escort the two boys to station nine ¾ to say their goodbyes as the two boys headed for Hogwarts. The day after Harry's birthday, both boys surprised the trio with the wonderful news of engagement. To all their shock Snape was the first to congratulate them in the engagement affectingly threatening Harry for any emotional pain he might cause Draco. After that the weeks past with the preparation of Hogwarts and days spent together as a tight fit family, Harry loved all of them, even if he couldn't get along with Snape he still cared for the man. On early August Snape had to depart as he was the Potion master for Hogwarts and had his own preparation for the upcoming school year. Draco was saddened every year when Snape had left for almost a year to teach at the school but he could not stop his dad. Harry always took advantage and comforted the distressed youth. The few days left Harry decided to spend them with Sirius and Draco with Remus since they would not see their parental figures for ten grueling months. Though finally the day arrived and all were ready to depart, Harry hugged Sirius dragging a chest with his school supplies and a cage with a lovely pure white snow owl, fluttering his wings. Draco hugged his dad as well hoping to hear from the werewolf during the school year, that man meant a lot to Draco he was always there for him threw out the years. Bidding their last goodbyes the two boys ran past platform 93/4.
They were amazed to see such a humongous black iron train, black smoke puffed out from the metal roof. Entering the train the two found an empty compartment and sat excited for the new school year. Draco pulled out a potion book that he received from Snape and read while Harry watched outside the mirror seeing the grand landscape, the greenery they passed by, the blue sky above anything else, the illuminating sun shining. They did not notice when the door was being open until a loud slam jerked them from what they were doing. Both saw a tall red headed freckled boy enter, his robes were obvious hand me downs; His blue eyes flickering between the two boys curious at his maybe housemates.
"Would you mind if I stay here?" the red head asked. Harry shook his head and gestured a seat across from him. " Thanks mate" the red head muttered.
The boy sat hastily, an awkward silenced pronounced itself in the compartment. Draco looked back down at his book and continued reading preferring knowledge rather than the uncomfortable silence.
"I'm Ron Weasley and you" he asked the two boys, Draco looked up from his boy and said, "Draco Snape Lupin Malfoy" When he heard the name Ron glared angrily at the blond who arched an eyebrow at the respond of his name. Ron pointed a finger accusingly at Draco," you're a Malfoy" his voice was high pitched and cracked, sighing Draco placed the book closed on his lap and stared at the red head." So what of it Weasley" both boys glared at each other, not liking the situation Harry cleared his throat gaining both boys attention. "Ron why don't you like Malfoys I mean you never met Draco before" Ron fixed his old robes still looking at Harry, "because the simple fact that Malfoys are nothing but no good death eaters" both boys were confused to say the least, they had no idea what a death eater was but apparently they were bad people. "What in bloody hell is a death eater, explain yourself Weasley" Draco demanded.
Ron was shocked; Malfoy honestly didn't know what a death eater was and his parents were the most loyal death eaters! "Death eaters are the ones who served you-know-who" Harry tilted his head, like Draco he as perplexed at what Ron talked about, his knowledge of the wizarding community was limited all he knew was what had happened when he was fifteen months old, his parents were killed by a wizard named Voldemort. "Wait is you-know-who Voldemort" Harry had noticed Ron flinch at the mention of the name, "don't say the name!" Harry nodded and now understood the name was taboo in the wizarding community. "So these death eaters serve Voldemort" Ron flinched but Draco ignored the scathing look." Yes I can't believe you didn't know that your family is the most loyal to you-know-who" Draco crossed his arms," well Weasley I couldn't know any of this because my parents were executed when I was an infant and I was raised with someone else so don't make assumptions on me based on my parents past or there surnames" Ron cheeks turn a bright red and looked down in embarrassment. Harry always admired Draco's sharp tongue; they could cut someone so easily but Draco did have a point. Just because Draco's birth parents were death eater that gave Ron no justification to treat Draco as if he was one. A dark feeling began to bubble inside Harry; he felt a need to hurt Ron. He didn't understand why but he felt he had the right to do so, harry was afraid of this feeling and ignored it deep inside.
"Wait you-know-who is the one who killed my parents and gave me this scar" Harry moved his unruly hair to the side to show the lightning scar; Ron gasped as realization hit him. This boy was Harry Potter the-boy-who-lived, the one who as an infant defeated you-know-who! And he was sitting here with Draco Malfoy. This was too much to take the boy gaped at Harry who didn't appreciate the look so he let his messy hair fall back to place. "Your Harry bloody Potter!" Harry frowned, "so what if I am" Harry didn't really like Ron's attitude, he was treating him as if he was something of a wonder but he was just a boy who barely survived against the strongest wizard since Merlin. Besides Harry wasn't to keen in having attention, he loathed those probing eyes staring at his eyes wanting to know the boy who lived not Harry himself.
"It's just amazing I'm sitting next to the boy who lived" Ron tilted his head to get a better view of Harry, "huh Fred and Jorge said you had blue eyes and boot shaped scar" Draco raised an eyebrow and so did Harry it seems that there was many rumors about Harry that were untrue. "Weasley don't believe everything you hear, postulation as you can tell will lead you into trouble" Ron frown but did not reply.
"So if that's untrue how about that you were raised and pampered by muggles" Harry laughed and settled back on his seat, the wizarding world had nothing better to do than tell lies and rumors about one lucky kid. "If Sirius was a muggle he had an uncanny ability to do sorcery" Harry shot back with a sarcastic retort, Draco smirked, sometimes Harry was as vicious as a snake. "Sorry about saying that but we didn't really have any information that had to deal with your living, mum never really mentioned anything and dad never got anything from Dumbledore portraying any sign that you lived with a muggle, wizard muggle born or half blood" Ron mumbled, Harry nodded, it was understandable that Ron would think he lived with muggles as his birth mother's sister was muggle. "I didn't grow up with muggles I grew up with my god father Sirius black" Ron gasped," the one who betrayed the Potter's and lead you-know-who to your safe home" Harry shook his head, "that's not what happened" Draco leaned against Harry's shoulder this caused Ron to look away. It felt awkward watching to blokes act so intimately as if it was normal.
"Harry I think you should explain to Weasley the truth about your living rather then to believe these idiotic false rumors" Harry nodded stroking Draco's silvery blond hair. Harry began to tell Ron about his life, Sirius Black raised him, he had known Draco since they were infants, and he had never met his aunt or any blood relatives. He grew up a happy child with Draco as his only companion and had three adult role models: Sirius, Remus, and Snape. He filled in any unanswered questions Ron had and their conversation went on for so long the sun was already setting turning the sky a fiery red. While he told his life tale Draco had gone and went to buy many snacks they might need for the long trip, on his way back he was met with two individuals. Blaise Zabini and Pansy Parkinson, he sneered at them as they passed him smugly. He knew that they would probably be his housemates but he didn't care, no one dared to look at Draco Snape like that, he was above such imbeciles.
Getting back to his compartment he set the snacks on the empty seat and listened as Ron told Harry about his life, a pureblood family living in generations of poverty, having to wear the second hand clothing from his older brothers and living in a crowded house where privacy had no name. Draco zoned out from the conversation and concentrated on the chocolate frog savoring the sweet taste, it seemed that Weasley didn't truly value what he had. But he had always been an only child so he had no true say on this situation, besides he didn't care for what the red head had to say. On the other hand Harry was very open to what Ron had to say, to him it seemed that Ron might complain about his family but Harry could see that Ron loved and cared for each member in his family. Ron was a pleasant person to talk to; hopefully they would become good friends.
When the sky was pitch black and the boys had gotten to know one another they had finally arrived at Hogwarts. Harry and the two were in awe at the giant castle surrounded by mountains, it's peak reached above the sky. The magical emanating from the castle sent shivers down Harry's back, Harry could feel the ancient power from the old age castle. They were brought back from their gaze when a huge bearded man approached them; he wore ragged clothing and clutched an umbrella in his hand. This huge individual was Hagrid a half giant, he as a kind person that Harry immediately liked, he could tell Ron enjoyed his company as well but Draco seemed to dislike the friendly giant. The giant guided them into a lake where they all took boats, Harry and Draco shared one, and Draco snuggled closer to Harry. The autumn night was cold, being closer to the mountains made the freezing cold almost unbearable. When they were finally at the end of the lake they were greeted by a strict looking witch named McGonagall. She gathered all the first years and explained quickly the rules and regulations of the school. Finishing her speech she lead the cold and tired students to the castle. Harry held Draco's hand enjoying the soothing warmth of Draco's soft hands, he felt nervous about entering Hogwarts, meeting new people, and experiencing new things, he felt a reassuring squeeze and smiled at Draco's comforting gestured. He sighed softly and followed the students, hand in hand with Draco ready to start a new journey together.
