Letters By: The Pen 23/Tay
Category: Harry Potter
Pairings: Draco/Harry Hermione/Ron Ginny/Dean Pairings may change.
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
A/N: Sorry it took this long. It would have been up sooner but i had to get a beta. Good job to StoryLover345 for being my beta. fyi D.A.D.A. is defence against the dark arts. i will no be writing it out.
CHAPTER TWO: 5TH YEAR
Harry Potter sat in the Gryffindor common room, reading through the letter he had gotten that morning.
"Bahahahaha!" Harry burst, laughing hysterically. Hermione and Ron looked up from their plans to find out who Harry was writing to. It bugged them that Harry would not tell either of the two who the letters were from. That plus the fact that Harry and Malfoy were partners in Potions and didn't hex each other once in. Five. Months. (it was December). To say the least, they were very concern.
"Oh Dragon, when will you ever learn not to touch Pug's stuff." Harry muttered, still chuckling as he shook his head.
"So no clues on who 'Dragon' is?" Ron whispered to Hermione.
"None at all. I can't find anyone we know who he would call that. Can you think of anyone?" She asked. Ron shook his head.
"We have to get this letter before he burns it like the others." Hermione murmured.
"Yeah you should, huh?" Asked a very mad Harry. Hermione and Ron looked up from their spots on the floor, startled.
"You two are ridiculous! That was the third time this month I caught you two doing this! Am I not allowed to have friends you don't know? What are you my parents?" Harry screamed, eyes darkening. "Wait you can't be, they're dead! So just stay out of it!" Harry yelled, storming up to the boy's dorms before they could say anything.
Dragon,
They did it again! I can't believe it! They are my best friends and they think that just because they have no idea who you are that they can take my letters and read them! It makes me so mad. They are supposed to be my best friends yet they act like I'm a trader, which I'm not! I'm so mad but I'm sadder that they don't trust me and make plans to go though my mail. I bet Pug and B don't bug you. Got to go, Bookie and Frecks just walked in. Bye.
Snake Speaker
Harry quickly rolled the parchment up before tucking it under his pillow, turning to face Ron and Hermione. He was still mad but, like he told Draco, he was also sad that they treated him like a trader.
"What do you want?" Harry asked bitterly, causing the two to wince from his harsh tone.
"Harry, we are sorry about that, it's just...we've never keep secrets from each other and now you have a friend named 'Dragon' and a weird relationship with Malfoy that doesn't include hexing. It scares us Harry, it really does. What happens if you meet this Dragon person and they kill you? Harry stop laughing!" Hermione cried exasperatedly because the second she had said 'What happens if you meet this dragon person and they kill you?' Harry had started laughing because Draco had already tried to kill him at least once.
"Why are you laughing?" Ron questioned, confused.
"Because he has tried, at least once, to kill me!" Harry said in between laughs, he could barely breath due to the hysterics. It was even funnier because they went white as a sheet, getting paler the more he laughed.
HALLWAY ON SIXTH FLOOR
"Harry James Potter! That is not funny at all!" Draco, Pansy, and Blaise stopped talking as Hermione's scream echoed towards them.
"Potter's in trouble. I wonder why." Blaise mused.
"I wonder what's 'not funny', because it might really be funny." Draco said, his signature Malfoy smirk falling in to place.
"Yeah." Pansy agreed, mainly because she would always agree with Draco. even if she didn't want to. A laughing Harry Potter came down the stairs and walked towards them and the owl tower.
"Hey Snake Speaker." Draco said.
"Hey Dragon, Pug, B." Harry replied, smiling as his laughter died down.
"Why's Bookie mad?" Blaise questioned.
"Says it all in the letter. I've got to go before Bookie or Frecks comes down. Bye" Harry said, handing Draco the letter before going back up the stairs. Draco opened it and a smaller piece of parchment labeled 'DRAGON ONLY' made its self visible in Harry's neat hand writing.
ROOM OF REQUIREMENT
Harry moved all of the D.A. out of the Room of Requirement before taking out his Sliver Sickle, changing the date and time to tomorrow.
HALLWAY ON THE FOURTH FLOOR
Draco, Pansy, and Blaise stopped in the middle of their rounds as Inquisitorial Squad to look at the Sickles Harry gave them and all the other Slytherins. They were all meeting tomorrow at the room of reuirement.
Next Day
ROOM OF REQUIREMNT
"Ok, who can make a Patronus?" Harry questioned the group Slytherins.
"Why do we need it? We're Death Eaters. The Dementors attack you blood traders, and mud bloods." One boy muttered snootily.
"Pug." Harry sighed. Pansy walked over and hit the boy, smiling triumphantly as he winced.
"Don't question your teacher." She ordered, the boy simply rolling his eyes, but remaining quiet.
"Can anyone make a Patronus?" Harry asked again. Millicent Bulstrode and Stephen Capper raised their hands. Millicent was in Harry's year and Stephen was a year ahead of Harry.
"Well let's see it." Harry told the two. Stephen stepped forward and said "Expecto Patronum" causing a Red Panda shot out of his wand.
"Millicent." Harry said. Millicent Stepped forward saying "Expecto Patronum" just like Stephan, only a Polar Bear shot out of her wand. The two Patronus danced above their heads, leaving behind see through trails of smokey light.
"Ok, Millicent, Stephen, Pug, B, Dragon, and I will teach the rest of you." Harry informed the class. The six teachers then began to walk around, teaching everyone how to cast the spell and helping those who couldn't figure it out.
Over the next five or so months Harry ended up teaching the whole school D.A.D.A. Everyone was excelling, until one day Marietta Edgecombe betrayed the group to Umbridge.
UMBRIDGE'S OFFICE
"I want you five to crash the meeting. There is one in progress right now. Go." Umbridge ordered her Inquisitorial Squad. Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle ran to the Room of Requirement, Draco in the lead.
"Stay here. I'll be right back" Draco said. He walked pass the door three times thinking 'I have to get to Harry and warn him' before the doors finally appeared. Draco walked in, hearing five Stupefys before Harry yelled at them all to stop.
"Draco what's wrong?" Harry asked cautiously, noting Draco's worried face.
"Marietta Edgecombe betrayed you. Get out now." Draco said blankly before turning and leaving the room.
"Damn. Everyone here are the porthole straight to your common rooms. Go!" Harry ordered loudly to make sure every student could hear. Everyone left instantly, all except Luna, Ginny, Neville and two very pissed best friends: Ron and Hermione.
"Everyone ready?" Harry questioned his friends.
"Yup." They said.
"Ok, let's go. Stay by me." Harry didn't look back, knowing they would agree. They all walked out and were taken to Umbridge's office. Pansy had found the list of the member of the group and because it said Dumbledore's Army and not Harry Potter's, or Hermione Granger's the Ministry tried to arrest Dumbledore but he disappeared. Umbridge, not being able to hold them. had to release Harry and his comrades.
"Take them to their common rooms. Don't let them out of your sights." Umbridge grumbled to the Inquisitorial Squad, irritated that she had to release her prisoners.
"Yes Mrs. Umbridge." They all answered in a low monotone.
"Vincent, Gregory how are your Stupefys coming?" Harry asked when they were walking out, now beyond Umbridge's prying ears.
"Great, Harry. Yesterday it worked. Draco was knocked out for an hour." Vincent said, grinning happily.
"Nice." Harry chuckled giving him high five.
"Wait, what?" Hermione questioned, completely confused as she looked around at everyone.
"Yeah. Why you all chumming?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Because Harry has been teaching us D.A.D.A." Gregory told them, smiling obliviously.
"Hold on. WHAT?" Ginny cried, outraged.
"Gregory," Draco snapped, glaring at his friend.
"Sorry" Gregory muttered indignantly, looking only slightly guilty.
"Gregory, Vincent take Lovegood to her common room." Pansy ordered cooly. They took Luna gently walked away, the blond following them with an airy grin across her lips as if she weren't even aware of the are around her, which she probably wasn't knowing Luna.
"Thanks Pug." Harry sighed gratefully.
"Sure thing Snake Speaker." Pansy answered, smiling reassuringly at him.
"Wait a minute, Pug?" Ginny looked between Pansy and Harry.
"Ginny, Neville, go to the common room please." Harry asked his two friends, not ready to tell them yet considering he hadn't even told the other two third of his Golden Trio.
"No Ha-" Ginny started but Neville cut her off.
"Sure thing Harry. Come on Gin." Neville grabbed Ginny and tugged her to the common room, ignoring her protests as she attempted to struggle free.
"Care to explain?" Hermione asked, crossing her arms in the usual condescending Hermione way.
"No." Harry said simply, shaking his head before walking towards the library as Hermione's mouth fell open in shock and Draco followed. Ron and Hermione tried to follow the pair but Pansy and Blaise grabbed them and tugged them back to their common room.
LIBRARY
"What's wrong love? You know I wouldn't mind if you told them." Draco murmured gently as he sat down next to Harry in a dark corner of the nearly deserted library.
"I know, but they won't understand like Blaise and Pansy." Harry sighed.
"Yes they will. We always underestimate love ones. They will understand." Draco reassured.
"But what if they don't?" Harry asked quietly, the worry finally creeping in to his voice as he looked up fearfully at Draco.
"They will, and if they don't we can always Obliviate them." Draco laughed, trying to cheer Harry up.
"When do you want to do it?" Harry whispered in a low spy voice, going along with the joke.
"Whenever you're ready, love." Draco answered with a chuckle, happy Harry was happy as he gave Harry a small kiss. THUD. Harry and Draco look to where the heavy sound had come from only to see Ron and Hermione on the floor, passed out, and an apologetic looking Pansy and Blaise standing by their heads.
"Sorry, we couldn't stop them." Blaise shrugged, though the apologetic words didn't match his amused grin at the two unconscious Gryffindors.
"It's all right. Help me get them to the hospital wing." Harry said and the four took the two to Madam Pomfrey.
"My word what happen to them?" She asked, shocked as she scurried towards them and led them towards the back of the long room.
"They fainted." Draco said blankly.
"Oh dear, just put them there" She requested, pointing to the two empty beds at the back of the room. They put Ron and Hermione down then, respectfully, Blaise and Pansy left. After drawing the curtain around the two, Harry and Draco sat down in between the two beds.
Two Hours Later
Hermione woke up first, slowly sitting up in bed she saw Ron on the bed next to her. Realizing they were in the hospital wing, Hermione got confused, looking around as her curiosity grew. The curtains were drawn and in between her and Ron's bed cuddled up in a chair was Harry sitting on Draco's lap.
In his arms.
THUD.
She had fainted again.
One Hour Later
Draco and Harry were awake when Ron woke up. Soon after Ron reached consciousness, Hermione woke up again only to see Draco and Harry were still snuggling and wish she had stayed asleep for just a little longer.
"Please tell me I'm dreaming." Ron begged, looking slightly queesy. Draco put up a Silencing Charm around the beds so no one could hear them, remaining quiet himself so that Harry would have a chance to explain everything to his friends.
"No, you're not dreaming Ron." Harry said softly, prepared for the screaming his friend was so good at.
"Ok then do you want to explain why in bloody hell were you snogging Malfoy!" Ron demanded loudly.
"He was snogging his boyfriend and said boyfriend needs to leave for rounds. Come on Draco, Harry can take care of himself." Pansy called from the other side of the curtain.
"Bye love." Draco breathed, kissing Harry lightly as he stood.
"Bye Drakey." Harry answered lovingly when Draco pulled away, Draco smiled at Harry before him and Pansy left.
"Oh well. It could be worst." Hermione said after a moment, surprisingly calm.
"Mione, how could it be worst?" Ron swung towards the bushy haired girl, eyes bugging out under flaming orange hair.
"It could be You-Know-Who" Hermione answered starting a moment of complete silence.
"My god it could have." Ron said finally, looking completely horrified. Harry laughed.
"So, this Dragon person was Draco, Pug was Pansy and B was Blaise?" Hermione guessed. Harry nodded.
"Drakey was right: we always underestimate love ones." Harry noted, smiling as he thought of his love.
"Call him Drakey one more time and I will hit you." Ron warned, obviously reaching his understanding limit.
"When did this happen?" Hermione asked, ignoring Ron's blank look.
"December." Harry said and Hermione's eyes went wide.
"Really?" Ron finally began to move, looking over at Harry in shock.
"Yeah and no one can know the truth." Harry told his friends, voice pleading. Their quite moment must have been longer then they thought because Pansy, Blaise, and Draco suddenly busted in.
"Hey Drakey." Harry said, smiling until Ron smacked him.
"O.W.L." Pansy explained quickly. Hermione, Ron and Harry jumped up and ran for the door with Pansy, Blaise, and Draco right behind them. After Hermione and Draco went it was Harry and Pansy's turn. Harry sat in front of the parchment for his History of Magic test, hoping Parvati's head would open so he could see the answers because he kept mixing things up. Think, he told himself, his face in his hands, while all around him quills scratched out never-ending answers and the sand trickled through the hour-glass at the front…
Suddenly, he was walking along the cool, dark corridor to the Department of Mysteries again, walking with a firm and purposeful tread, breaking occasionally into a run, determined to reach his destination...at last he thought. The black door swung open for him as usual, and here he was in the circular room with its many doors…
Straight across the stone floor and through the second door… patches of dancing light on the walls and floor and that odd mechanical clicking, but no time to explore, he must hurry. He jogged the last few feet to the third door, which swung open just like the others.
Once again he was in the cathedral-sized room full of shelves and glass spheres… his heart was pounding now… he was going to get there this time. When he reached number ninety-seven he turned left and hurried along the aisle between two rows…But there was a shape on the floor at the very end, a black shape moving on the floor like a wounded animal. Harry's stomach contracted with fear… with excitement… A voice issued from his own mouth, a high, cold voice empty of any human kindness…
"Take it for me… lift it down, now… I cannot touch it… but you can." The black shape on the floor shifted a little. Harry saw a long-fingered white hand clutching a wand rise at the end of his own arm… heard the high, cold voice say "Crucio!" The man on the floor let out a scream of pain, attempted to stand but fell back, writhing. Harry was laughing. He raised his wand, the curse lifted and the figure groaned and became motionless.
"Lord Voldemort is waiting" Very slowly, his arms trembling, the man on the ground raised his shoulders a few inches and lifted his head. His face was bloodstained and gaunt, twisted in pain yet rigid with defiance.
"You'll have to kill me." Whispered Sirius.
"Undoubtedly I shall in the end," Said the cold voice. "But you will fetch it for me first, Black… you think you have felt pain thus far? Think again… we have hours ahead of us and nobody to hear you scream…" But somebody screamed as Voldemort lowered his wand again; somebody yelled and fell sideways off a hot desk on to the cold stone floor.
Harry awoke as he hit the ground, still yelling, his scar on fire, as the Great Hall erupted all around him. One of the Professors came over to ask he if he need to go to the hospital wing, their face worried and unsure of what to do.
"No, I'm fine." Harry said standing up, but the second he was on his feet he ran out of the Great Hall.
"Ron, Hermione Voldemort has Sirius, in the Department of Mysteries." Harry explained when his friends finally found him.
"How––" Hermione started.
"Saw it." Harry cut her off.
"There's only one way to double check. Get Luna, Neville, and Ginny." Hermione ordered Ron, taking charge as they walked up the stairs, "Have them watch out for Umbridge around her office. You will see if Sirius is home, You sent Umbridge to the Transfiguration department. Say Peeves is smashing it up. If you pass Peeves ask him to do that. I'll watch right out side the door. Go" She finished, waving them away. All three of them scattered; up, down, sideways, every way.
When Harry got to Umbridge's office, he got some Floo powder and threw it in the fire saying "Number twelve, Grimmauld Place!" sticking his head in as the normal colored flames erupted in to a shower of emerald colored light.
"Sirius! Sirius! Are you there?" Harry called. He heard a scuffing sound just out of the empty room. "Who's there?" He asked, praying to see Sirius. Kreacher the house-elf crept into view. He looked highly delighted about something, though he seemed to have recently sustained a nasty injury to both hands, which were heavily bandaged.
"It's the Potter boy's head in the fire," Kreacher informed the empty kitchen, stealing furtive, oddly triumphant glances at Harry. "What has he come for, Kreacher wonders?"
"Where's Sirius, Kreacher?" Harry demanded. The house-elf gave a wheezy chuckle.
"Master has gone out, Harry Potter." Kreacher merely cackled.
"I'm warning you!" Harry snarled, fully aware that his scope for inflicting punishment upon Kreacher was almost non-existent in this position. "What about Lupin? Mad-Eye? Any of them, are any of them there?"
"Nobody here but Kreacher!" said the elf gleefully and, turning away from Harry, he began to walk slowly towards the door at the end of the kitchen. "Kreacher thinks he will have a little chat with his mistress now, yes, he hasn't had a chance in a long time, Kreacher's master has been keeping him away from her -"
"Where has Sirius gone?" Harry yelled after the elf, cutting off his conversation with himself. "Kreacher, has he gone to the Department of Mysteries?" Kreacher stopped in his tracks. Harry could just make out the back of his bald head through the forest of chair legs before him.
"Master does not tell poor Kreacher where he is going," said the elf quietly.
"But you know!" shouted Harry. "Don't you? You know where he is!" There was a moment's silence, then the elf let out his loudest cackle yet.
"Master will not come back from the Department of Mysteries!" He cried gleefully. "Kreacher and his mistress are alone again!" And he scurried forwards and disappeared through the door to the hall.
"You -!" Harry began to snarl, but before he could utter a single curse or insult, Harry felt a great pain at the top of his head; he inhaled a lot of ash and, choking, found himself being dragged backwards through the flames, until with a horrible abruptness he was staring up into the wide, pallid face of Professor Umbridge who had dragged him backwards out of the fire by the hair and was now bending his neck back as far as it would go, as though she were going to slit his throat.
"You think I was not going to put anything up at the doorway after the Weasley twins? Take his wand. Her's too." Umbridge ordered gleefully, beady eyes gazing at him with a sadistic joy. Harry absently noted Draco taking his wand as Pansy took Hermione's.
"Why are you here?" Umbridge demanded, tugging his hair, hard, in the process. Harry felt some hair disconnect from his scalp.
"I was trying to get my Firebolt." Harry said gruffly.
"Lair! You know that it's locked up in the dungeons. Who were you talking to?" She snapped. Draco looked like he was going to murder someone and Harry smirked at the thought.
"Stop smirking. Who were you talking to boy?" Umbridge repeated.
"No one." Harry growled.
"Lair!" She threw him in to her desk. There was a loud noise from outside before Blaise, Vincent, Gregory, and Melinda Bobbin, a Slytherin, walked in with Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna.
"Got them all." Blaise said, smiling lazily.
"Good. It looks like soon Hogwarts will bee a Weasley free zone. And a Potter, Granger, Longbottom, and Lovegood free as well." Umbridge giggled, sounding more like a hyena's cackle. Every one took a step back at Draco's glare which appeared the second Umbridge said 'Potter free'.
"Your lookouts aren't doing very well. It must have been importation to break into my office. So who were you talking to? Dumbledore? Or maybe Hagird? Who was it boy?" UMbridge repeated once again, lips curled back in the grin of some foul beast.
"It doesn't concern you." Harry spat at her.
"Very well Mr. Potter. Draco, dear, go get Professor Snape" Umbridge said, voice laced with mock sweetness as Draco looked at Harry, then Umbridge, then Harry again. He exchanged a look with the other Slytherins then he nodded.
"NOW!" Draco yelled. All the Gryffindors who had their wands, everyone aside form Hermione and Harry, and the Slytherins suddenly shot a Stupefy at the toad like Ms. Umbridge.
"We have to get to the Department of Mysteries and save Sirius." Harry told the others as he walked over to the intercom.
"ALL STUDENTS PLEASE GO TO THE FRONT DOORS. EVEN IF YOU'RE IN A TEST." Harry called, voice echoing throughout the stone castle.
"Come on." Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Luna, Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Vincent, Gregory, and Melinda ran down to the doors only to find that every one was already there.
"IT'S TIME TO TEST YOUR SKILLS! FOLLOW ME!" Harry yelled to the children of Hogwarts. Harry and his friends, followed by the whole school, ran to get brooms. Once everyone had a broom, some sharing, they took off for the Department of Mysteries. Once they got there and inside, every one began trying to find ninety-seven.
"Harry over here" a Hufflepuff called and every one came running, including Harry.
"Where's Sirius?" Ginny questioned after a moment, scanning the dimly lit room.
"I'm not sure." Harry said slowly, confused. He could've sworn it was right here that he had seen Sirius...wasn't it?
"Harry." Draco said gently.
"What Drak––Draco?" Harry ammended, almost calling Draco Draky in front of the whole school.
"That one has your name." Draco answered pointing, pointing to a shelf where, indeed, one of the orbs had his name on it.
"Whoa." Harry and a few others whispered as Harry slowly reached out for it.
"Harry I don't think you should touch it." Hermione hissed and, ignoring her, Harry picked it up.
"Good boy Potter. Now hand me the prophecy." Lucius Malfoy's voice filled the room, causing everyone to turn around. Along with Malfoy was several other Death Eaters, white masks covering their faces and black robes falling to the floor.
"No." Almost everyone answered, stubborn.
"Stup––" the Death Eaters tried to say but Harry was a good teacher and before the words could leave their lips, his students were shooting their own spells, causing some Death Eaters to fall and others to go flying back.
"Run!" Harry yelled and every one ran from the room, heading towards the door that housed the veiled archway. The Death Eaters were up before they knew it, Harry's and Draco's friends stayed in the back along with Harry, Draco, and some Slytherins as they faced the cloaked figures.
"Draco get over here now." Lucius ordered, expecting his son to obey.
"No." Draco growled coldly. "Go, love." He whispered to Harry. Harry nodded, grabbed Ginny and ran. After a few paces Harry looked back, only to see Draco fall from a Stupefy.
"Here." He gasped throwing Ginny the orb. Harry ran towards Draco disarming two of the three Death Eaters and freezing the other before he grabbed Draco and dragged him away.
"Harry put that Death Eater down." Lupin ordered softly, voice thick. Harry turned around and saw red lines down his face and tears in his eyes. Harry knew some one had died.
"Who?" Harry managed as pictures of his friends and family flashed though his head.
"Sirius." Lupin barely got out as he began to sob and Harry began to cry, the tears pouring down his face. He sat down and pulled Draco's head on his lap, stroking Draco's hair and waiting for him to wake up. Eventually the broken Lupin left as Hermione, Ron, Pansy, Blaise, Ginny, and Neville came over.
"Harry I'm so sorry about Sirius, but I still have the prophecy." Ginny attempted, handing it to Harry. He looked at it no longer crying as an unnerving stillness settled over him.
"What's so special about this? Why was it so special Sirius had to die because of this?" Harry whispered before throwing it, watching the glass shatter across the floor.
"Ginny, Neville get everyone back to Hogwarts." Hermione said, voice quiet. Ginny, and Neville walked away getting everyone on a broom and leaving Harry, Draco, Blaise, and Ron's brooms. After an hour of trying to calm Harry down, all the students leaving, the Order leaving, and waiting, Draco finally awoke.
"What's wrong, love?" Draco coughed, head clearing as he saw Harry's face.
"Sirius's dead." Harry muttered, voice monotone and broken. Draco sat up and pulled Harry into a hug, after a moment Harry pulled back a little and kissed him. Hermione and Pansy decided to boys to leave the couple alone. After awhile they pulled away.
"I'm sorry." Draco breathed.
"Why are you sorry?" Harry asked, snuffling slightly.
"Because I'm related to half of those Death Eaters." Draco said, voice ashamed.
"So, you're not the one who did it. Wait, where are you going to live?" Harry thought after a moment, worry coming to life across his face.
"I don––" Draco started but was cut off.
"Come on boys, we have to find a place for Draco" Dumbledore who was standing behind them bit in. The two stood up, acting like friends not lovers, as they stood a safe distance apart. "It's alright. I already saw" Dumbledore said in that all knowing voice of his, walking away. They followed him. Outside the room they were in was every Slytherin, the Weasleys, Hermione, Neville, and the Order.
"I thought they went home." Draco whispered to Harry, looking around at the large crowd.
"I did too." Harry whispered back. They were acting like friends because only the people who knew were going to know. In other words, no one else was going to know their secret.
"Hey Snake Speaker, hey Dragon" Pansy and Blaise said in unison. They high fived, grinning.
"Hey Pug, Hey B." Draco and Harry said together, grinning and high fiving. Some Weasleys and Order members stepped back while Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Neville and the Slytherins laughed. Harry, Draco, Pansy, and Blaise turned and glared.
They laughed harder.
"Stop laughing." all four of them said at the same time. Some had collapsed to the floor, gasping for air because they were laughing so hard and just couldn't seem to stop. Every Weasley (but Ron, and Ginny) along with every Order member (but Dumbledore, his laughter was the loudest) was very creped out, staring back and forth with wide eyes.
"Whatever. Dumbledore," Harry poked Dumbledore in the side to get his attention. "Don't we have to find Draco and the other Slytherins a place to stay?" Harry asked. Everyone slowly stopped laughing, leaning forward to pay attention.
"You are right Harry. Some can stay at headquarters, others can stay at Hogwarts, but Pansy will stay with Hermione, Blaise will stay with the Weasleys, and Draco will stay with Harry. Pansy, Blaise, Draco would you rather stay somewhere else?" Dumbledore looked between said children. They nodded no.
"Harry, Weasleys, Hermione do you mind them staying with you?" Dumbledore questioned.
"It's fine." said Ron, Hermione, and Harry, all three secretly smiling.
"Ok, Harry as the Black heir you get to pick who will stay at headquarters. Only four." Dumbledore said.
"Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, Millicent Bulstrode, and Stephen Capper. My brightest pupils." Harry declared, smiling proudly at them.
"Thanks Harry!" they called form somewhere in the middle, voice slightly muffled.
"Ron stop laughing." Hermione snapped at Ron who was indeed laughing, hysterically.
"Sorry, it's just Goyle and Crabbe bright––" He started laughing again. Two grizzly bear Patronus attacked Ron.
"Vincent! Gregory!" Harry yelled.
"Sorry!" they called back, then the Grizzlies were gone.
"They're dead Expec-" Ron started but Harry cut him off.
"Ron a weasel is not going to stop them" Harry told told his friends and the Slytherins started to laugh.
"Stop." Harry said, bringing out his wand with a dark glare.
"Sorry Harry." The slytherins chorused grudgingly, all but Draco. He kept laughing.
"Draco." Harry warned. Everyone was quite, watching the two.
"NO." Draco answered answered like a stubborn child.
"Draco stop laughing at Frecks." Harry repeated. The use of Ron's nickname made Draco know he was joking but not.
"Make me." Draco chuckled with a dangerous smirk.
"Not here" Harry said so softly they could barely hear it.
"Why not?"
"You know why."
"No I don't know why." Draco's grin grew, taking on a mocking edge.
"Yes you do." Ron, Hermione, Pansy, and Blaise were trying not to laugh.
"No I don't."
"Yes you do."
"No I don't."
"Just shut up already!" Harry cried irritably. Hermione, Ron, Pansy, and Blaise failed and began snickering. Though, Draco and Harry didn't notice. Good thing too.
"Make me." Draco dared.
"We just talked about that."
"No we didn't."Draco answered, practically giggling at his boyfriend's irritation.
"Ugh! I give up!" Harry threw his hands in the air and walked away.
"Nice job Harry. I use to not be able to resist but you can. You have a lot of will power." Pansy said patting Harry on the back, with a humored grin.
"Well I'm going to need it this summer." Harry grumbled, shooting his boyfriend stink eyes. Pansy laughed.
"Yup." Blaise said, the only word he could get out without laughing.
"Look he's pouting." Ron pointed to where Draco was, indeed, pouting. Harry laughed.
"I'm going to go get my stuff." Draco snapped, storming off.
"We all should go back to Hogwarts. Come on" Harry chuckled. Everyone grabbed a broom and took off. The Order and the Weasleys that didn't go to Hogwarts simply stared after them, deeply confused by what had just happened.
Two Weeks Later
Having made up that night, Draco and Harry continued to confuse many. At King's Cross the Weasleys, Hermione and the Order told Harry and Draco to be safe, and that if they didn't check in for three days in a row they would come to get them.
The summer was going to be fun.
Big time.
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