Title: In A Year Everything Changes (3/?)
Author: lttlelola
Characters: Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Severus Snape and introducing a new character Carsen.
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Canon? What canon?
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling. This fic was written for fun, not for profit.
Author's note: my own little creation. any similarities to an existing fic are accidental
Summary: Harry is a little slow on the uptake...

Draco sat at the dining room table twirling his coffee cup between his hands, as he watched Harry at the stove. "School hasn't started yet, but Severus said he taught your Quidditch class?"

Harry turned surprised at the question, "you don't know?"

Draco's eyes narrowed as he studied Potter, "know what, exactly Potter?"

Harry frowned, "nothing, I just assumed Hermione had told you."

Draco's eyes turned to steel of their own accord as he glared at Harry leveling his wand at him, "Potter, explain, before my wand decides it's been neglected long enough and does something I can't be accountable for."

Harry rolled his eyes, "nice to see that your personality hasn't changed a bit Malfoy. You're still an insufferable wanker."

Draco smiled sweetly and Harry suddenly had a feeling that when he should be worried about that smile on Draco's sensual, soft, shiny, oh so kiss- Harry shook his head dispelling the direction his thoughts were traveling, barely paying attention again in time to hear Draco. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Harry sighed, "Hogwarts has a sort of summer school system set up, Hermione's idea. Most of the Classes have agreed and have courses. I help out with Quidditch, Second years who want to get onto the team come to find out what it takes and help hone their skill's, and those students on teams who want to stay in practice come."

Draco rolled his eyes, "well it's nice to know that Golden Boy Potter still has to be revered by all."

Harry blinked turning back away from the stove, "what? I'm helping out Hermione in the summers, how does that have anything to do with your insane idea that I like not having privacy?"

Draco huffed, "save it for someone who actually cares whether you like the attention or not Potter. I for one don't give a flying Kneazle what your preferences are." Draco stood brushing his hands over his robes, "now, if you will excuse me I think I will go rest, it's a bloody torture traveling from the States to England."

Harry watched mildly surprised as the blonde sashayed out of the kitchen. Shaking his head slightly he conjured a piece of parchment and Quill for sending a note to Hermione before something Malfoy had said caught in his brain. "RON? HERMIONE? BLOODY HELL HE CALLED THEM BY THEIR NAMES!"

Draco winced slightly as the shrieked statement carried to his ears before he registered it and started laughing. "Well, took him long enough." Stripping out of his traveling clothes into a silk lounging set Draco reclined on the bed and regarded Snape's portrait knowingly, "There is no one named Carsen is there Sev?"

The portrait huffed and regarded him with bored eyes and Draco smirked, "Carsen, is really Tracey isn't she?" When Severus said nothing and just raised one painted eyebrow Draco nodded getting comfortable in the pillows, "Tell your Paramour I said hello Severus, since I have a feeling that you will be traveling to your chambers at the castle and the painting of her that graces the walls within." Draco smiled once more in satisfaction at knowing that something's hadn't changed and closed his eyes. "Oh, Severus? Do be quite when you come home. And remember to use protection."