Chapter Two: "Jealous much?"

Hey everyone! Thanks for all the hits, I'm pretty sure some of you thought I was dead, but whatever. I don't know what to say about this chapter, I'm kind of making it up as I go…

Harry sat outside Hogwarts on the front steps popping and cracking a piece of gum, waiting for Draco. Brody sat next to him; Brody would occasionally play with Harry's earlobe, teasing him.

It was just as Brody was playing with Harry's hair that Draco came out of the great hall and saw this. At first Draco want to yell at Brody to get his fucking hands of his fiancé but then Draco was sad, because Harry was allowing this and he looked like he was having a good time with Brody.

Draco also watched as Filtch and Professor McGonagall walk right pass the two boys and not say anything. If Draco had been the one playing with Harry McGonagall would have preformed a space charm to separate them.

Draco was really starting to dislike Brody.

"Alright everyone, shall we head out?" McGonagall called to the students who were going to Hogsmeade.

She got a few grunts and that seemed to suffice the old biddy. Draco watched as Harry got from the steps and started heading to Hogsmeade with Brody.

Hey, that's my fiancé! I should be walking with him to Hogsmeade, not some American simpleton. Draco thought as he ran to catch up with Harry.

Draco finally caught up to the boys when they reached Hogsmeade. Draco was out of breath so he held onto his knees just so that he wouldn't fall to the ground.

"Hey Draco, where've you've been?" Brody asked.

Draco forced his head up so that he could glare at Brody.

"Draky, don't be mean. I didn't see you come out of the great hall so we just figured that you were already here." Harry said. Harry turned back to Brody and smiled. "Brody, Draco and I have to go meet our fathers, so we'll be gone for an hour or so."

Brody nodded his head. "That's fine. I have some shopping I need to do anyway, so take your time."

Harry waved good-bye to Brody as he and Draco made their way over to the Three Broomsticks. When they arrived, both Harry and Draco were surprised to see Sirius Black and Lucious Malfoy sitting at a table making small talk.

"This is the moment of truth." Draco said as he stepped forward to the table.

"Oh, hello boys," Sirius said looking up at the two.

"I hope you two at a delightful walk over, Sirius and I were having a wonderful conversation about what they put in this delicious mystery brew." Luscious said.

"Sit down boys; we have wedding arrangements to discuss."

Harry sat down next to Sirius and Draco sat down next to Lucius. Lucius waved over Madame Rosmerta who recognizing them came over to the group of men.

"What can I get for you gentlemen?" Madame Rosmerta asked.

"Sirius and I will have another round of your mystery brew and the boys will have butterbeer." Lucius said.

"Coming right up gentlemen," Madame Rosmerta replied.

"Dad, you don't have to treat us like children anymore." Draco said. "We are men now and we are getting married as soon as we can."

"Draco," Harry said quietly. "Butterbeer is fine with me."

"That's not the point; the point is that our fathers are treating us like we are still in diapers."

"Draco, I think you are overreacting just a tad bit. If you something a bit stronger then butterbeer all you have to do is go up to the bar and tell Madame Rosmerta." Lucius said.

"Do you want something else?" Sirius asked Draco.

Draco opened his mouth to say a glass of Port but Madame Rosmerta had already set the bottle of butterbeer down and Draco could feel he was already skating on very thin ice. "This is fine…" he grumbled.

"So boys, you two are going to have a union. When do you want to have the wedding?" Lucius asked.

"Well," Draco said taking a swig of his butterbeer. "I was thinking we should do it during spring break."

"What does Harry think?" Sirius asked.

"Yes, what does Harry think of this plan?" Lucius said looking over at Harry.

Harry swallowed his mouthful of butterbeer. "Personally I would like a wedding towards Christmas; I think it would be so beautiful with all the snow and the Christmas trees. But if Draco wants a wedding in the spring that's fine by me."

Lucius looked over at his son with a shamed look in his eye. "Draco, have you even talked to Harry about this engagement?"

"I…I thought we had talked about it." Draco stuttered.

Sirius shook his head while Lucius tsked. "Your father and I are willing to go to the moon and back for this wedding, all you have to do is tell us what you boys want, but you also have to agree."

Draco hung his head in embarrassment. "Yes father."

Harry grabbed Draco's hand under the table and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Sirius, Lucius, if Draco wants to have a union in the spring that is perfectly fine with me. Getting married around Christmas time was just a thought."

Draco smiled at Harry's attempt to get their father's off Draco's back. "I think we should get married in December." Draco said cheerily.

Sirius and Lucius gave whoops of delight and called for Madame Rosmerta to bring them another round of drinks. Harry just smiled and nodded his head to Draco.

"Thank you." Harry whispered as he kissed Draco's cheek.

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"Are you sure you need all of this lad?" the old man at the potions store asked.

"Yes, it was my homework for the weekend to buy a pollyjuice potion and bring it in to my potion's teacher." Brody said.

"Well," The store owner said rubbing his chin. "I guess I'll have to sell it to you then. Snape must be getting lazy as he gets older."

Brody smiled a genuine American smile. "Everyday he gets lazier and lazier."

The shop owner laughed and handed Brody the package of pollyjuice potion. "You be careful with that stuff is very powerful."

"Thank you sir," Brody said as he closed the door behind himself. "I'll be sure to be careful when I'm using this to ruin Harry Potter's union."

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on their way to Hagrid's cabin to tell Hagrid about Harry's union plans and how hey wanted Hagrid in charge of entertainment when the three saw Professor Dumbledore come out of Hagrid's hut, wiping his mouth and straitening his wizard's hat.

"I think I just figured out who Professor Dumbledore's boyfriend is." Harry said. He felt his stomach drop and he felt like he was going to be sick.

"I think I'm going to blow chunks." Ron said.

"That is so disgusting, but I have to completely agree with you Ron." Hermione said looking a tad bit green.

Hagrid stepped out of his hut, straitening his pants and zipping them up. "Oh, hey there guys. Why don't ya come on in for a cup of tea." Hagrid called.

"I think I'll pass." Ron said and ran back to the castle.

"Yeah, no offense Hagrid, but we're not feeling too well." Hermione said and ran after Ron.

"Give me a second." Harry said. He walked over to Hagrid's vegetable garden where he leaned over the little fence and threw up in the pumpkin patch.

"Alright," Harry said wiping off his mouth. "I'm good, now how about that tea?"

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Draco was going home for the weekend to try and patch things up with his mother and get her blessing for the union.

Draco held Harry tightly. "You're not going to cheat on me while I'm away with that punk ass Brody kid are you?" Draco said.

Harry laughed into Draco's chest. "Of course not, why would you ever get an idea like that?" Harry asked.

"I've just been getting funny vibes from him lately, like he has an ace up his sleeve or something." Draco said looking around the room to make sure that Brody was not in the room.

Harry shook his head. "I think you are just jealous that he gets to see me more than you get to." Harry said.

"Harry James Potter, I am not jealous of some stupid Yankee." Draco said rather too loudly.

"I think you are jealous." Harry said smiling. "I think you're jealous because I've been spending so much time with Brody and not with you."

"This is ridiculous." Draco said letting go of Harry. "I need to get home so that I can get back here."

"So you can make sure that I'm not spending to much time with Brody!" Harry cried with delight as he figured out why Draco had been on edge so much lately.

"I am not jealous of that stupid, baseball playing, pork rind eating American pig!" Draco said.

"Yes you are. Just admit you're jealous and give me a kiss good-bye." Harry said laughing.

"GOD DAMMIT HARRY! WHEN I SAY I AM NOT JEALOUS THAT MEANS I AM NOT JEALOUS!" Draco screamed.

Harry looked like he was about to cry as he ran away from Draco. "No, wait Harry. I didn't mean to yell. I'm sorry." Draco called after Harry.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk Mr. Malfoy." Draco heard behind him.

Draco spun around and was greeted with the unwelcoming site of Brody. "Didn't you ever learn not to treat your partner so rudely?" Brody asked.

"You get out of here you son of a bitch." Draco said through gritted teeth.

"You shouldn't talk about your mother like that Draco." Brody replied smoothly. "But don't worry; I'll take good care of your little bitch this weekend."

And with that Brody disappeared into the shadows…

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Draco was in his room. His mother had sent him to his room without any dinner and told him not to come out until he was willing to apologize for ruining the family name. Needless to say, Draco wasn't going to be coming out of his room until it was time for him to go back to school...

Luckily for Draco their house elf Mimzy was always looking out for him. At around eight when Narcissa had a glass of port and took a sleeping potion, Mimzy came in with a tray of dinner.

"Oh Mimzy, you were always my favorite house elf." Draco said as he took a bite of his beef stew.

"Mimzy is only doing what she thinks is best for Master Draco." Mimzy said as she curtsied.

Draco smiled and dismissed the house elf for the night. But after Mimzy was gone, that left him alone with his thoughts. There definitely was something weird about Brody. Draco was so sure he could taste it.

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Harry snuggled closer to his mattress, it was a cold night tonight and one of the boys in his dorm had forgotten to shut the window. Harry was just on the verge to go shut the window when he felt a body slid next to him.

Harry whirled around and came face to face with Draco.

"Draco?" Harry whispered. "What are you doing here? I thought you went home for the weekend?"

"I did go home, but I just got back. Mum gave us her full blessing and says she'll help us with the wedding." Draco replied.

"Really," Harry said nestling close to Draco's chest. "That's good."

"I think we should celebrate." Draco said unbuttoning Harry's pajama shirt and kissing his neck and chest.

"What are you doing?!" Harry whispered loudly. "You know we can't do that!"

"Oh, but I'm just so happy Harry. And I don't think it would hurt anything if we just had a little fun." Draco said licking Harry's nipples.

"No Draco, I'm serious. We can't do this." Harry said pushing Draco away.

"I figured you'd say that." Draco's voice changing so he sounded like Brody. Draco grabbed Harry's jaw and forced it opened. "I'm sorry it had to come to this bud."

Harry gagged on the potion. A warm feeling crawled up Harry's esophagus, he tried to throw the potion up but it was stuck in his gut.

"If you had only had sex with me we could have escaped this whole little poisoning." Draco said.

Harry watched with tears in his eyes as Draco transformed back into Brody.

"Pollyjuice potion," Harry forced out. "Why did you do this Brody? I thought we were friends?"

Brody tucked his bangs behind his ears. "If you hadn't tried to kill my master," Brody said. "We could've been friends. Now you just get to be my slave and you can't tell anyone…"

Tears rolled off his cheeks. "Why are you doing this?" Harry asked before he lost all will power.

"Why you ask?" Brody said giving Harry a death glare. "I'll tell you why, if you and that faggot, Draco Malfoy, get married then what's going to happen to my master? I'll tell you what, with the world's two greatest wizards now a happy newlywed Lord Voldemort is going to be fucked up the ass without any kisses and without any lube. That's why I'm doing this, instead of Lord Voldemort getting fucked I'm making sure that you're getting fucked and that I get to watched as the blood trickles to the floor."

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Draco walked into the great hall and the first thing he saw was Harry sitting with Brody and nobody else.

Now I know that something funny is going on. Draco thought and walked towards Harry.

"Hey Harry," Draco said sitting down next to Harry.

Harry didn't say anything to Draco; in fact, Harry acted as if Draco was not even next to him.

"Harry, um hello, your fiancé sitting right next to you." Draco said nudging Harry a little.

"Please don't touch him," Brody said not even looking at Draco. "He's very sensitive about people touching him."

Draco glared at Brody. "What have you done to Harry?"

"I didn't do anything. He just finally came to his senses and decided to marry me." Brody said smirking at Draco.

"Harry, this can't be true. Can it?" Draco asked.

Harry didn't say anything, only nodded his head.

With tears in his eyes Draco turned and ran towards the Slytherin dorm. Harry couldn't turn to watch him go; he couldn't even turn and try to run after him. All he could do was sit at the table across from Brody and let the tears roll down his cheeks.

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Hermione was the first one to notice that Draco wasn't with Harry anymore. Hermione tried to approach Harry when he was alone but he was never alone. Brody was always at his side. And whenever she came close to approaching him Brody would swoop in from nowhere.

"Ron," Hermione said one evening when it was just her and Ron sitting in the frayed leather arm chairs. "I think something is up with that Brody."

Ron nodded. "I know what you mean. I've been getting up in the middle of the night to use the W.C. and Harry will be giving him a BJ." Ron said blushing.

"Are you serious?" Hermione cried. "Oh my god, does Draco know about this."

"That's the thing," Ron said. "Ever since Sunday when Draco came home from visiting his parents Harry has been acting strange. He refuses to talk to anyone, he only nods and; I can't believe I'm going to say this, poor Draco is so broken hearted that he has become the new Neville Longbottom."

"Are you serious?" Hermione said. "Well, we have to do something. We're Harry's best friends and we can't just stand around while he throws away his life."

Ron nodded. "I agree, things have been weird since Brody came Halloween."

Hermione leaned on her hand and stared into the fire. "What could have done this to Harry?"

Ron snapped his fingers. "I've got it! That son of a bitch Brody used the hidden fear potion." Ron cried.

"Hidden what?" Hermione asked.

"Hidden fear, I learned about it in potions." Hermione gave Ron a blank look. "What? Can't I learn something in Potions every once in a while?" he asked. Hermione then gave Ron a hard stare. "Ok, so I ran out of ink to draw your boobs."

"Well," Hermione cried. "Did you learn if there was an antidote or not?"

"Don't know," Ron replied. "Harry loaned me some of his ink."

"Oh Ronald, you are impossible! That antidote is the only way we can save Harry and Draco!" Hermione cried out.

Ron jumped from the chair. "I don't much care for Draco, but Harry's my best mate! Come along Hermione, we've got an antidote to find; to the library!"

"Ron," Hermione uttered. "Those are three words I thought I would never hear you say. You're kind of getting me hot."

Ron's face turned so red that it matched his hair. "Well, if we find the antidote soon, we can have a celebratory quickie in the stacks, but not a minute sooner." Ron cried.

Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and together they ran out of the common room and towards the library. Not noticing who they ran into or past.

As Ron and Hermione were running into the library, they didn't notice Brody saunter out of the library, a torn page in his hand.

Brody walked towards the boys bathroom on the seventh floor where Harry waited for him.

"I just saw your little friends, Harry darling." Brody said caressing Harry's cheek. "Silly English fools, didn't even see me walking right by them."

If Harry could have, he would have pulled away from Brody's hand, but all he could do was sit there and feel Brody's hand touching his face.

"They're looking for the antidote for the potion I have in you." Brody continued. "But I'm afraid they'll never find it, because it's right here in my hand." Brody held up the page from the book and a flame spurted from the palm of his hand.

Tears fell from Harry's and he didn't try to hold back. He didn't care if Brody saw or thought him weak, all he knew that his only chance for being saved was on that page and the ashes were now falling to Brody's feet.

"Well done." A voice behind Brody hissed.

Brody whirled around and kneeled before one of the mirrors. "My lord," he said to the floor.

Harry looked up and saw Peter Pettigrew's face, but instead of it being fat and pointed, it was long and ashen, almost like a dead man's.

"Hello, Harry Potter." Peter Pettigrew hissed.

Harry wanted to say something but it was like his throat was sealed shut. Harry wanted to scream and run as far away from where he was now, but it felt as if he was bound.

"Broderick, release the spell a little, only just so he can talk." Peter Pettigrew said.

Brody ran his fingers through the back of Harry's hair. Harry felt that he could use his voice again. He gasped for breath, as if he had been holding his.

"Who are you?" Harry asked.

"I'm disappointed, Harry," Peter Pettigrew said in mock surprise. "Although I have changed a little since we met last…"

"No," Harry gasped. "It can't be!"

Brody grabbed Harry's hair and reeled his head back. "Say his name," Brody growled into Harry's ear. "Say it!"

Tears rolled more freely down Harry's face. "Lord Voldemort."

Peter Pettigrew let out a sigh of relief. "It sounds so good when you say it." He replied. "Broderick, bring Harry to Riddle manor, we'll finish out the plan there."

Brody nodded and threw a little silver liquid on one of the mirrors. Brody threw Harry over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Harry tried to scream but Brody ran his hand along his hand along Harry's scalp again, cutting off all speech.

Harry couldn't believe this was happening again. But on like the last time, he didn't have a wand, he was by himself, and the enemy had gotten him first. But the worst thing was he didn't have Draco here with him.

More tears ran down Harry's face when he came to the conclusion that he would never get the chance to spend the rest of his life with Draco, to share his life with Draco, to grow old with Draco, it was never going to happen…

I'm not really sorry that it took me this long to write this. And I don't really care if anyone likes it not, I just want to finish this story ASAP.

Later gators.

Noire Romantique