Chapter Two; Forcing Back Denial

A/N: So I've updated again! Thank you so much for the reviews! I probably wouldn't have carried on with this without them! This chapters basically about Draco, how well he knows his magic and such like, I think a few people may like that, there's a fair lot of Draco fans out there! This also touches more on how much Harry's feelings towards Draco are changing, we're gradually getting towards his realisation! This is good because I want to be able to write some kissy stuff! Read and Review! (:

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The next day at Breakfast Harry was a nervous wreck; he hadn't slept much due to his mind racing with thoughts, confusion and questions about what he was feeling, which his body just could not answer. He was starting to worry about himself, it seemed all he did was stare at Draco and think about Draco, wonder things about Draco, why was he so suddenly obsessed with Draco!?

Harry shuddered; he had a feeling Malfoy was going to find out about these thoughts and feelings, and Harry would never hear the end of it.

He looked over at the blonde boy. He was eating whilst reading the daily prophet, this was no big thing but Harry continued watching until his vision went blurred. He blinked and turned his attention to Ron, he needed to take his attention off the blond across the hall, he was convinced if he could just set his mind on the right track it would stay there and he could ignore the presence of the slytherin boy.

"What do you have first Ron?" Asked Harry, hoping not to sound patronising as his friend had not been chosen to attend the extreme magic classes.

"I have a free, decided to get that stupid potions essay out of the way, so I guess I'll be spending the next hour alone in the Library" Ron grunted in reply, obviously not too happy he'd been left out of the new lesson his friend's were in.

"Oh well, you'll get a head start with your homework, so you don't have to worry as much as me or Hermione"

"Guess so" muttered the red head, getting up and swinging his bag over his shoulder as he quickly exited the hall, ending his conversation with Harry to stop himself getting more angry or upset.

Harry continued to eat his breakfast as quickly as possible, he couldn't wait to find out what extreme magic was, he had a feeling he would definitely be working hard in it though.

As he was spooning warm porridge into his mouth someone sat themselves down gracefully next to Harry, he looked up to see who had occupied Ron's seat between himself and Hermione, and nearly gasped as he saw the back of a silver blond head in front of him. Draco Malfoy was sat facing Hermione on the bench, right next to Harry.

The raven haired teen stifled a groan of despair 'Why you? Anyone but you, I need to avoid you.'

"Hello Draco, is there something I can help you with?" Hermione was smiling at the boy, she seemed happy someone like Draco was working with her.

"Not really, I just came to give you the password to your room, you get your own since your head girl"

"Oh I see, that's amazing, where is the room? McGonagall never mentioned this." Hermione was grinning with excitement.

"Well, it's up in the tower just next to where the owlry is, I'm sure you've seen the stairs while you've been up there, mines just across the way from yours, I'm going up after Extreme Magic just to see it so if you'd like to join me we can go have a look round up there together?" Draco was being so polite Harry's jaw nearly hit the table.

'What is up with him this year? Why is he being nice to Hermione? And why is Hermione being nice to him? Has she forgotten the name calling? How often he called her Mudblood so spitefully?' Harry was surprised he had not wanted to hit Draco remembering this, all he wanted was to find out WHY, Why had Draco been so cruel?



"Sure, in fact, would you mind if I walked up to Extreme Magic with you, Blaise and Theodore? I've never been in that room before and I wouldn't want to be late for my first lesson"

"Of course, I think I know where it is, do you know whose teaching? Or as a matter of fact, what they are teaching? I've not been told what this course entails, and there are no records of it in any books I have."

"I've not a clue either, I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Are you coming Harry?" Hermione questioned.

Harry swallowed and tried to remain calm, he had no idea what he was going through but he had to control it, if he could kill Voldemort, he could handle being around the slytherin ice prince. "Yeah, sure, I'm coming"

Blaise and Theodore had walked over and were stood waiting for Draco, they had the same facial expression. It was blank, almost dead. It was unnerving. The emerald eyed boy wondered if this was a trick all Slytherin boys were taught on arrival. If they had to possess the skill of hiding thoughts and emotions. 'I really need to learn how to do that, then no-one will ever know about these weird feelings'

"Potter and Hermione are walking up with us, are you both ready for class now?" Draco stood up from the bench, picking up his bag and stepping toward his two friends. Girls surrounding the area where Draco was standing giggled and whispered.

"Yeah we're ready, no idea what for though, I don't even understand the point in this lesson" Blaise raised a sceptical eyebrow, Harry noticed Hermione watching him, not listening to what he was saying, just studying his features. He smiled a little, he had never seen how Hermione acted when she was around someone she liked but did not know.

Blaise was tall, dark haired and handsome. His chiselled features and darkened eyes made him look somewhat mysterious, he had a manic beauty about him, especially when he smiled to reveal a wolfish gleam of white teeth, clashing against his tanned skin. Like most slytherins Blaise Zabini did not smile much, it was a shame, seeing as much like his friend, Draco, he had a breathtaking grin.

"Me neither but we'll surely find out soon, let's just go" Draco gestured for Hermione to leave with them, she grabbed her bag and followed the three boys out of the hall, closely followed by Harry.

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"Isn't it weird how this year you two have gotten on? Like, sort of become friends?" Blaise chattered as he walked down the corridor, looking from Draco to Hermione.

"Hmm" Draco's pale face did not move to face Blaise, his eyes remained fixed forward. Void of any signs of life or emotion behind them. Harry could tell he wasn't listening properly.

"It is rather strange, I was thinking that myself Blaise, I never really knew how intelligent Draco was until this year, I'm sort of starting to regret our houses ever being at each others throats." Hermione's brow furrowed as she remembered some of the things that had been said to her in the years gone by at Hogwarts, and some things she was forced to say back.

A smile played on Draco's lips as Hermione praised his intellect, he knew he was clever, after being forced to study all summer with a tutor he was bound to be. But it was nice to hear it from someone who at one point regarded him as the scum of the earth and would rather him be dead than walking the corridors of the school.

They arrived at their classroom, Harry was glad of this fact as he had not spoke one word to anyone, he noticed Nott hadn't either but he felt stupid walking along with three slytherins who had fired so many insults at him in the past he'd have to have over fifty sets of hands to count them all. He pushed the heavy oak door open and was nearly thrown into the air by Hermione rushing past him. A familiar figure was sat on the desk waiting for the five students.

"Tonks!" The girl cried, running over to their teacher and hugging her tightly. Tonks grinned and motioned for Hermione and Harry to sit down at the long table stretched out in front of her.

"Take a seat you two, I'll talk with you both after class," She said beaming.

Hermione sat at the end of the table, Harry placed himself next to her and started to unpack his parchment, ink and quills. Malfoy sat himself down in the middle of the table, while Blaise and Theodore positioned 

themselves to his right. Harry was sat directly next to the person he desperately needed to avoid at all costs. 'Oh no, why? Why couldn't he have sat the other end, why's he sat here, he's so bloody distracting'

Draco was staring intently at Tonks, waiting for his lesson to begin. He had a thirst for more knowledge than he already had, he loved to learn new spells, enchantments or potions. He strived to be the best at everything, and much to the Head Girl's annoyance he succeeded with it every time. He remembered the first time he had vowed to be the very best student Hogwarts had ever seen, when his father had been so furious that Hermione Granger had beat his son in all lessons. A 'mudblood' capable of out-doing a Malfoy, the sheer rage from his father had caused Draco to go into overload. He now studied harder than anyone, and it paid off.

"Okay, so I guess you all want to know what you're doing here this year, well Extreme Magic is classed as raw magic, not filtered from a wand, in other words its wandless magic, Hogwarts chose to take on this study because of the OWL results, Malfoy clearly getting the highest results throughout all schools, and the rest of you not far behind that. Congratulations to you all." Tonks grinned at the five students before continuing "Firstly are there any questions you have? Anybody need to know anything about this?"

Draco raised his hand and waited to be acknowledged. Harry couldn't help but envy him for being so perfect in every way, from his porcelain skin to his slender hands with manicured pearl nails. His toned body and silky soft hair that seemed to glow in the sunlight. The strange feelings rose again from inside Harry, but this time they were tenfold. His heart raced and his face reddened.

What if Draco some how knew what he was feeling right now? He could never possible live it down if he found out Draco knew what he was thinking. If the blond knew how perfect Harry thought he was. Harry knew he was silly for thinking this, fearing it so much, but he couldn't push away the foreboding sense of embarrassment and shyness he felt around Draco Malfoy.

"What are we actually going to be doing today?" A cold voice pulled Harry back to reality.

Tonks had asked Draco what he wanted to know while Harry had been drowning in his thoughts and hanging his head to hide his shameful rouge cheeks.

"Well, Malfoy, I'm pretty sure with all that private tutoring, you already know how to do a few things without the help of your wand. Why don't you tell us what the first thing you learnt was?"

"I only know how to do small things, but the first thing I learnt to do was channel the magic from my mind and my surroundings into words or chants and focused on moving it through my hands" Draco shrugged, not knowing if what he'd said had been right or wrong, it was apparent he didn't really mind if it was one or the other.

'He's so indifferent and cool about everything, how does he do it?' Harry looked at Draco from the corner of his eye, making sure the blond boy didn't notice he was being watched.

Hermione, however, stared shamelessly in awe at Malfoy "That's how he got outstanding stars" She whispered to Harry.

"I probably couldn't have put that better myself Draco, well done" Tonk's smiled politely before turning to the board and scribbling four words out with chalk, she did not agree with using her magic to do such minor tasks, it was a waste of a gift in her eyes.

In bold white letters were 'Earth, Wind, Water, Fire.'

"Elements. These are where all magic starts from. They are basically nature when combined. The magical world, today known as the Wizarding World due to evolution, used to be inhabited by only four beings, the Elementals. One or two of you may have elemental blood as there are some direct lines from these beings about today, anyone?"

Almost everyone shook their heads, but once again Draco raised his hand and spoke.

"Both my Mother and Father had elemental blood so I inherited that" he said coolly.

"Great. And which type are they. If you know?"

"My father was Air, or Wind as you call it, and my Mother was water. My father got his from his Fathers Granddad's Uncle's Father and My Mother inherited hers from her Mother's Great-Great-Great Grandmother"



"Fantastic, do you know anymore about that then, Draco? Have you learnt anything from either of them if they were taught by their parents or grandparents?" Tonks seemed so interested in this, she was grinning and staring at Draco awaiting his reply.

"Well I learnt a couple of things when I turned sixteen, I haven't practiced them in a while but I can try and do them now if you like, do you have an empty goblet?" The blond asked, standing up where he was.

Tonks placed and empty crystal goblet in front of Draco on his desk, he closed his eyes and breathed, he bit his bottom lip in concentration and for the umpteenth time this year Harry was entranced by the boys beauty, he could do nothing but will himself to stop looking at the soft pale pink lips, the bottom one ever so slightly fuller than the top.

For a few moments nothing happened, Draco's eyes opened, everyone in the room watched him concentrate harder, until movement came from the goblet. Slowly but surely water was rising up from the bottom. Hermione gasped and watched in rapture as the glass filled more, until it was half full.

'That's amazing, he's amazing.' Harry thought as Draco closed his eyes again and raised his hands above the goblet, weaving them in a pattern mid-air.

"Watch how he moves his hands, things like that are important in wand less magic. The key things to remember are concentration, a blank mind, gestures and the right words"

The water rose out of the glass in a thin line, Draco moves his hands in front of the stream flowing just ahead of his face. His hands were moving so gracefully, almost touching the clear blue liquid. It began to flow and move where his hands went, by the time he had finished the water was flowing into the words 'Draco Lucius Malfoy' about a foot above the desk.

"Wow, Draco…" Blaise started, "You are…such a SHOWOFF"

Malfoy moved his water above his friend's head and sent it splashing down like a miniature waterfall over the boy's hair. A splutter came from Blaise's mouth as he tried to come to terms with what had just happened, upon seeing this confusion, Draco let a laugh escape from his lungs, he tossed his hair back from his eyes, revealing their sparkle as he laughed more and more.

Blaise produced his wand from his robes and did a quick drying spell on his hair before staring grumpily at Draco.

"Well, that was amazing Draco, I'm sure you'll find this class interesting and rather simple if you already know the concept of this sort of magic" Tonks shook her head and giggled, whilst removing the once again empty goblet from the desk and placing back on a shelf behind her. "Anything else you can do?"

"Yeah, there's one thing," Draco walked round the front of the desk and came to stand right in front of Harry. "This is air power" He gazed into emerald eyes with his own emotionless winter stare, he placed his hand between him and Harry and concentrated, after a minute or so Harry felt an ice cold breeze wash over his features, his hair started to move in the wind that was directed from the beautiful boy stood ahead. It felt good, so awakening and refreshing, Harry didn't want it to stop. It gave him the nostalgic image of many snowy winters at Hogwarts.

In the pit of Harry's stomach something roused, twisting and turning. Making him feel as if he wanted to run away and stop the connective gaze which his and Draco's eyes were holding on to, his heart beat was faster than it ever had been, faster than Harry had thought possible. He was about to break off the connection when to his disappointment, Draco did it for him.

"Sorry for picking on you without warning" Draco said in a flat, monotone voice, before he walked back to his seat.

"Well there we have it, wandless magic, is everyone impressed? Is everyone raring to go?" Tonks was grinning with excitement. She was thrilled to be back at Hogwarts, especially only have three lessons a week, and that was only with this class, she had all the time in the world to wander round the dark corners her and past friends and past partners had found together, to visit the shrieking shack to see what fate it had had since she passed her NEWTs, and also to go shopping in Hogsmead and see if any old shop keepers would remember her.

"Now, that was a different kind from what you will be doing in this class; Draco here was channelling natural forces, Elemental Magic, what we will be doing is casting your normal spells like 'Accio' or 'Lumos' but from 

your hands not your wands. We won't be able to channel elements as it is not possible unless you are related by blood to an Elemental Ancestor. We will learn more about Elementals in non-practical lessons or I may set research as homework. I hope we're all looking forward to learning how to cast spells using our minds though, it can be very handy in some situations."

Harry was most definitely looking forward to learning how to do things like Draco had done. He was also looking forward to sitting next to the Slytherin Prince, what he had felt when Draco was in front of him was new, it was daring and exciting. It was something Harry was sure he had felt before, that same kick of thrill mixed with harsh fear, except this time round he felt it stronger, coursing through his whole body. He didn't want to ignore these feelings, it would be his secret, no-one would ever know about what he was experiencing. Where was the harm in that?

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A/N: (: Did I do good? I hope I did, I'm pretty much loving giving Draco this much power! It's fun to write. Please tell me what you think in a review.

P.S: Thank you so much again to those who reviewed Chapter One, It means a lot to me!

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