Clowder

Chapter 3 Part 2

~The Nightmare Before Hogwarts~

Hello mi amigos! Here is the second part of Chapter 3! Hope you like it!

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Draco decided to skip lunch and dinner, instead he figured he might as well stay in the library, after all that assignment Professor Vector gave him was unfortunately not going to write itself. Of course this had nothing to do with the fact that he did not want to see how quickly Harry had probably forgotten him, at least he had gotten a taste of what it would be like to be the Golden Boy's friend, even if it was only for a little while.

Har- Potter was back where he belonged now, back in the lions den with all of the mudbloods and blood traitors, Draco should have been glad that he wouldn't have to deal with a crying child who quite obviously had many issues, he is a pureblood afterall. He couldn't help but think of what his father would have to say if he even caught a sense of what Draco was truly hoping for, wanting to look after Harry and investigate what was going on with the Gryffindor who was turning out to be much more of a Slytherin.

To put it simply his father would be livid, he would tell Draco that he would be putting himself in danger just by speaking to the boy especially with Harry having been under Dumbledore's manipulations for so long. It would be hard for him to see any differently, he reasoned to himself; after all he was practically beaten into submission for most of his life. Maybe with Harry being a child again he could be influenced against Dumbledore.

The possibilities that this thought opened and the hope raced around in Draco's mind. The inevitable war could be won before it begins, Harry could finally be given the truth and be kept safe from Dumbledore.

The heavy tap of the librarians' hand on his shoulder brought reality crashing down, the library was closing and so was his window of opportunity. The mudblood and the Weasel had control over Harry now and knowing Dumbledore he would not allow them to screw up twice. If only he could convince one of the two to still let him see Harry, and maybe then (even though it pained him to even think of this) he could convince the two of Dumbledore's evil ways. Of course the likelihood of that happening would be the same as trying to make a cat bark.

Gathering his belongings, he sent a cold glare towards the librarian who looked ready to hit him with a feather duster, and started walking back to his common room before curfew.

His scheming was more than enjoyable but Draco knew that putting his plan into action would be harder than it looked not to mention the ninety-nine percent chance of failure.

It was obviously wishful thinking that Draco would manage to get back to his common room undisturbed. All he wanted to do was go to sleep…and he had been so close…

But he just had to run into Pansy and Blaise. Of course, they were his best friends and he loved them dearly but he was not in the mood for their constant teasing and bickering.

"Draco!" Pansy greeted with an overenthusiastic hug, which was not returned. "Where have you been for most of the day?"

"Better yet, where is your furball?" Blaise chuckled.

"Straight to the interrogation I see, can't a man at least enter his own common room before you start to leach out information?" Draco drawled, trying to sidestep the two but was blocked.

"Now, don't avoid the topic Draco! I want to know every juicy detail." Pansy demanded, latching onto his arm as if he would try to run.

"Well then, I'm afraid that there is nothing to tell. Potter went with Granger and Weasley and I was studying…something which the two of you should be focusing on." He told them, hoping that would suffice but he was doubtful.

"I swear Draco Malfoy, sometimes talking to you is like trying to draw blood out of a stone!"

"Now, now Pansy." Blaise chided. "You should be more sympathetic with him, can't you see that our dear Draco is putting on a mask to hide the hurt that he is feeling?"

"Oh shut up Blaise!" Draco sneered, losing all of his Slytherin indifference. "I am not masking my feelings. I do not care about Potter, alright?!"

Pansy burst into uncontrollable laughter, Blaise following soon after.

"Oh Drakey, don't even try to fool yourself! It's a little bit too late for that, everybody has already seen how obsessed you are with him."

"Don't call me that! And I am not obsessed with him, I was helping my Godfather. Besides, you saw him. He's so tiny and as defenceless as an actual kitten…"

"Oh Merlin, you have it bad!" Blaise laughed.

"No, I don't! Gah, stop it the both of you! This is hardly the proper way to act whilst we are in public. Now, let me in." Draco fumed.

How could they both talk about this so nonchalantly? He knew that he would let them in on his plan anyway, but it worried him that his affection for the catboy had spread around the entire school.

It looked as though Pansy and Blaise had to decided to drop their interrogation, for now anyway, if their grins were anything to go by.

Before Draco could take a step towards his safe haven, he heard a shout of "Dway!" from a familiar voice.

"Harry?" he whispered disbelievingly to himself.

He turned around and was certain that the image before him was a hallucination. Was Granger willingly carrying Harry down to the snake den?! The little catboy struggled in her arms until she put him down and a squealing Harry ran up to Draco, who automatically picked him up and held him to his chest.

"What are you doing down here?" Draco asked Harry who had the widest and brightest smile on his face.

"We cames to sees you Dway!"

"Really? That's awfully nice of you."

"It's only a short stop, we were exploring the castle and Harry wanted to see you before curfew." Granger explained, having caught up to Harry finally.

Draco was sure that this must be some sort of trick. Did Harry really have this must power over the lions den? So much so that they don't mind him mixing with a Slytherin? Well the answer was obvious since they were here.

"Yeps! Mione pinky promised and she kepts it!" Harry cheered.

"Thank you, Granger." Draco said sincerely and she nodded back at him.

They would never be friends, but there was an unspoken agreement between them to keep things civil – for Harry's sake.

"Who they?" Harry whispered, indicating the shockingly silent Pansy and Blaise.

"These are my friends." I smiled. "This is Pansy, and that is Blaise."

"Hi." Harry shyly greeted, his tail unconsciously wrapping around Draco's arm.

The two managed to get out of their trance and greet Harry back.

"I'm afraid that it is getting very close to bedtime Harry." Draco frowned.

"I can'ts stay withs you?" Harry asked timidly, his ears on his head flattening.

"Unfortunately not, that would get your…Mione…in trouble and we don't want that do we?" Draco replied softly.

"No!"

"Good boy." Draco praised. "However, I'm sure if you ask very nicely, she'll bring you back to visit tomorrow."

Harry suddenly spun around excitedly to face Granger, "Really? Cans we Mione, please?"

Granger laughed and agreed, "Of course we can Harry, we best be going now though."

"Ok, bye Dway." Harry gave Draco a quick hug before he was passed back to Granger.

"Night Harry."

As he watched his unexpected friend being carried away, he heard Blaise snigger, "Yeah, we were totally being overdramatic."

As Hermione was walking back to Gryffindor Tower, she felt overjoyed about how happy Harry was. He hadn't stop chattering about seeing Draco and Hermione found that she didn't mind. Hell, if it would keep Harry this happy then she would transfer into the house of Slytherin!

She felt bad about having to take Harry away from Draco after their brief time together, fearing that he would retreat back into himself again, but judging by how tired Harry was getting, Hermione hoped that he would sleep through the night and then get to see his best friend in the morning.

She muttered the password to the Fat Lady at the entrance and walked inside, making sure to give Harry her undivided attention.

When his chatter started to die down, not too long after, she knew that she should take Harry to bed.

"Time for bed, Harry." Hermione said softly, smiling at the little catboy who was trying to keep his eyes open.

"But I'm nots tired Mione." Harry yawned.

Hermione laughed, "Of course you aren't – but if you go to bed now I can read you a bedtime story."

Harry gasped and gave her a big smile. "You reads to me? No ones ever reads to me!"

"Yes, and I will read to you whenever you wish." Hermione promised.

Harry couldn't even begin to describe how happy he was. He was always jealous of the stories he heard Aunt Petunia tell Dudley. They were full of princesses who were saved by brave princes and knights. He had given up on hoping a long lost relative would come and save him but he never gave up hope that a great prince would come and take him away from his cupboard. But now he had his own mother figure reading him a story.

He had seen some of the cupboards around the room, and although he knew he would be able to fit, he was not sure if Mione would fit too. Maybe they were going to read a story down here before he was put in the cupboard.

As the pair got closer to the stairs, Harry started to panic, where were they going?

"Mione? Please don'ts throws me out. I promise to be good! I only needs a cupboard – please." Harry whimpered.

"Harry, Harry honey calm down. Here you don't have to sleep in a cupboard. You're allowed your own bed because you're a good boy." She soothed.

"My own bed? But whats about the monsters?" Harry whispered.

"That is what we're here for Harry." Seamus spoke up gesturing to him and Dean. "We are in your room too, to keep all the bad monsters away."

"Yeah, no monsters will be bothering our favourite little catboy." Dean told Harry, ruffling his hair.

"You protects me? Thanks you!"

"You're most welcome Harry. Now lets go to bed, yeah?" Seamus smiled.

He then turned to the rest of the common room, trying to single out his roommates.

"Dean, Neville, Ron! Time for bed!" he shouted across the room after failing to see them.

"Why'd you shout for me? I'm standing right next to you!" Dean reminded him.

"Shut up and march!" Seamus told him, pointing to the stairs, his Irish accent sounding thicker than ever.

Neville quickly scurried past all of them and up the stairs, followed by Dean after a playful glare from Seamus. Noticing that Ron had not gone up yet, Seamus spotted him on the couch playing a game of Wizards Chess with another Gryffindor from their year.

"Ron!" Seamus shouted, but not too loud so that he wouldn't scare Harry.

"What?" Ron replied sulkily. "I'm in the middle of a game Seamus, we never go to bed this early."

"Well, we do now." Seamus retorted.

Ron snorted and casually moved a chess piece. "I don't have to listen to you. If I want to stay up later then I will!"

"Alright can you stop being an arse-"

"Seamus Finnigan!" Hermione scolded, covering Harry's ears.

"Sorry," Seamus blushed. "Let me rephrase that. Ron, mate, stop being an obnoxious prat and come up to bed before I drag you up myself."

"I never knew you were so eloquent, Seamus." Hermione said sarcastically.

"It's all part of the Irish charm, my dear." Seamus winked playfully and went up.

Hermione shook her head at the boy's tactics and turned her attention to Harry, purposefully ignoring Ron who had moodily packed up his chess set and barged past them on his way up to the bedroom.

She slowly walked up the stairs, wanting to give the boys some time to get decent enough so that she could go in. Suddenly she remembered that she needed to find a book to read to Harry and made a quick detour to her room.

Spreading her books out on her bed, she noticed that she didn't have any child friendly. Why would she? She never expected to have to look after a child in her fifth year, especially a child version of her best friend.

Noticing that Harry was mostly asleep on her shoulder she decided that she would read a story that she had memorized after her dad used to read to her, one that was full of fantasy that Harry would enjoy.

Severus Snape was having a bad day. Finding out that the boy that he hated was an abused child cracked his stone heart. Through the blind hatred for the boy's father he had missed the signs. The signs that were screaming out at him and he refused to believe.

How could he have ever though that Potter was a spoilt brat when he knew that he lived with Lily's jealous, magic hating sister?

Why did no one ever check on the boy? Why didn't he?

All of these questions were swirling around in his brain, giving him quite the impressive headache. He knew what he had to do now. Help get the boy back to normal and then help him get through the mental trauma. It was time to put the memories of James Potter away and help Harry. Just Harry.

He turned the corner, ready to face the mess that he was certain would be left in his potions classroom.

"Hem hem, Professor Snape, if I could have a moment of your time please." A sickeningly, fake sweet voice said.

Snape slowly turned, trying to keep his patience, "Yes, Madam Umbridge, what can I help you with?"

"Well as you know, Professor Snape, I am here on Ministry business, and when I heard there was a potions accident I thought I should come and investigate right away." She explained.

"Indeed, there was a slight mishap – but it shall all be fixed once I have examined the potion and create the antidote."

Umbridge continued as though she didn't hear him, "Not only do I find that you are not there, Professor, but also that you left a class of children unsupervised with a questionable potion spilt all over the floor. Now, I am willing to give you a warning, seeing as the children were not harmed and I cleared the mess quite easily."

"What?" Snape hissed.

He turned away from her and raced into his classroom, with her following, only to find where the potion once was completely spotless.

"Professor Snape, I understand that you are one of the youngest potion masters and I know that you are capable of what you are doing – but I will not tolerate laziness! There are safety guidelines that you must follow – especially when teaching such a dangerous subject-"

Snape interrupted her, "Do you understand what you have done? What do you believe that you have accomplished here?"

"Hem, hem – I believe this to be entirely unnecessary. A simple 'thank you' would be appreciated, Professor."

"You have no idea of the effects this could have on a particular student," Snape seethed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to visit the headmaster."

Storming away from the mad woman, Snape honestly had no idea what to do next. He would be able to reverse the deaging problem easily, however reversing Harry's animal counterparts will prove to be difficult.

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