This day had been bloody awful, in both senses of the word. It was horrible, Stuck in an early detention with Potter and the others, driven to the Underhill, treated like less than human... I suppose that's how mudbloods feel around me, But it was also amazing, Exploring the realm of the Fae, seeing all the wonders of the magical realm, and Potter... I shivered, Potter evoked feelings in me I haven't felt before in my life. To be perfectly honest I've never been allowed to feel them. It's a good thing they forced me into a full skirt because in pants what that Parseltongue and High Elvish does to me would be painfully obvious. I'd always worried I might be a poofter but after what I've seen of Potter today, I think that's proved that. So much for my engagement to Parkinson. The worst part was there was no way I could go home now. These Fae would never let me leave. Potter might wind up finding a way to get us out, but by then, We'd likely be married to him. Hell, There were spells for Male Pregnancy, might even be up the duff.

I let out a sigh as I started to undress, looking around the lavish room I'd been given, At least it's beautiful here. Almost nicer than my own room back in Malfoy Manor. I was down to my knickers by the time I noticed the door, It wasn't to the bathroom, I'd already found that one, and it wasn't exactly a door, It was more like the wall was ever so slightly open in one spot, like a secret passage. I threw the under-dress on over my head to check it out, and found myself in an even more lavish room, the bed was almost as big as my private Washroom back home! When I spotted the sole occupant of the room an irresistible heat washed over me, Harry, shirt over his head, perfectly formed chest exposed. Bloody HELL you could see every muscle, I don't think he had an ounce of fat on his body, and not just from malnutrition because his muscles were rather well developed.

He gave a crooked grin when he got the shirt off and noticed me. "Hello Malfoy, What are you doing here?" he asked, His trousers were tight enough that I could see he felt the same heat I did.

(~They're about to have a little fun. I like to make these scenes skippable, I know not everyone wants to read them, For those who wish to skip, just Ctrl+F and look for ~HERE~ and I will summarize the important stuff for you. I do want to warn that my Betas might be skipping this scene too, One of them is a very very straight male and he has no interest in it, The other is my mother and you already know about what happened with her~)

"I don't know what brought me here but I think I know what I'm going to do." I managed to purr, I didn't really know what had come over me, but I liked it, and I wanted more. I knew the only way to get more was to get Harry, so I approached him, reaching out to touch that well-developed chest, "Bloody Hell you're built, Potter." I breathed.

"I do a lot of gardening." Potter chuckled, pulling me in and kissing me passionately, I melted into his touch, "You're wearing far too much."

"So are you," I said, reaching to pull off the gown, Standing there in nothing more than a pair of y-fronts.

He grinned, pushing off his own trousers before reaching to pull mine off, kissing me deeply as he did.

There wasn't an ounce of me that wanted to resist, I couldn't get enough of his touch, or of touching him, I'd never been harder in my life. He must have had a bit more presence of mind than I did, because he managed to lead us to the bed, pulling me with him into the plush mattress, hands exploring what felt like every inch of my body.

"We need something slick." he managed between kisses.

"What?" I asked. I didn't know what he meant until he found a bottle of oil at the bedside.

"This will work." he said, his hands moving over my arse.

I still wasn't sure what he meant to do with that. Sex was never part of my education, but when one hot slick finger found its way inside I couldn't help but gasp loudly. Oh Merlin, that was good. He pressed me into the mattress as he worked the next finger inside me, before removing them to slick his impressive length. Oh bugger all, this was going there, and I didn't have the presence of mind to realize that this was my first kiss much less my first time. I mewled from the loss, I wanted more. When he finally pressed into me I could do nothing more than gasp, it burned, but it burned with the same heat my entire body burned with, and all I wanted was more. He definitely gave it to me, pulling back out, before pressing back in and finding a spot that sent sparks through me. Any more of this and I would literally be on fire. He kept that pace, in out, for what felt like forever and not long enough, pressure and heat building until I cried out his name, hot seed spilling between us as my entire body convulsed, He cried out shortly after, I could feel him spilling within me, a sudden slickness added to the wonder.

We held each other close for a good five minutes, just panting before the heat fully subsided, and sense came back to us.

(~HERE~ and nothing important happened but overwhelming heat dictating their actions, which is now faded, Also Harry seemed to know exactly what he was doing~)

"Bloody Buggering HELL What just happened?" I nearly shrieked, "I mean, I know what happened but that was NOT Me doing that!"

Potter blinked and cursed loudly, "Fucking HELL. Someone cast some sort of lust spell on us. That was NOT how I wanted to spend my first time."

I looked at him oddly, "It was your first too?" I asked very embarrassed, and slightly flattered, "I should probably get back to my room." I had to be blushing.

Potter Definitely was. "You don't have to." he said softly, "The bed's more'n big enough, and you must be sore after that."

I nodded softly, Maybe being stuck with Potter wouldn't be so bad after all. "I guess so. I can always head back through the secret door in the morning."

Potter gave me an awkward hug, "Sleep well Malfoy." he said

"You can call me Draco," I said, I had to be tomato red by now.

"And you can call me Harry." He smiled softly, reaching to smooth an errant hair that had to have been out of place from the activities, "Sleep well... Draco."

"Sleep well P... Harry." I said, smiling slightly as I moved to cover us both.

The Next morning was even more awkward, the... fluids had dried like glue, and Harry had woken well before me. I can't believe I didn't even notice him leaving the bed, but he was washed and half dressed when I woke up.

"Whoever cast that spell must have been expecting you to be here in the morning." Harry said, "They left you a dress. The wall seems to have closed, so you'll have to use my bath." he added, gesturing to the doorway to the bathroom.

"Right." I flushed, moving quickly to the bath, I was clean and wet and ready to do my hair when I realized I didn't have my wand and this bathroom had no hair product, "Oh Bugger all." I muttered, Yes I realized if my mother heard my language over the past day or so She'd have my head, but she wasn't here. I sighed as I dried off and tried to brush my hair, I couldn't find a proper comb and the hair brush they had made my hair... fluffy. It wasn't very appealing. I sighed and got dressed, I hated that they forced me into these silly dresses, but I had nothing else to wear. Finally dressed I exited, looking nervously at Harry, who smiled.

"You look nice Draco." he said softly, "Do you want me to see if I have to sneak you out or do you just want to go out together?"

"I suppose there's no use denying what happened." I prevaricated, looking at the door, "So we should go out together."

Harry smiled, offering his hand, "Alright, I suppose we should see if we can get breakfast." he said.

I took his hand nervously, smiling slightly, I really can't believe he still wants to be friends. Perhaps being forced to be with him won't be too bad after all. We didn't see any of the others until we reached the kitchen, Luna was already there, Hermione hurried after us, Susan took nearly half of breakfast to reach us. Once everyone was full Ilyana showed up with three others in tow, a small disapproving Brownie; a tall, feathered, winged Lion-woman in armor; and a beautiful, human-sized fairy in a Sari.

"Everyone, I want you to meet your... companions." Ilyana said looking over them, "Innis will be your servant, Tauthe, your guard, and Aashi, your handmaiden. Young Prince Harry, Your Grandfather wishes you to join him at the Court today, I believe they wish to start the discussion of the war with the Mortals you called for."

Harry nodded, turning to me, "Are you willing to help? You likely know more about Voldemort's movements and followers than I ever will."

I really had to think about that. On the one hand, it would be like betraying my father, on the other, I wasn't going to be able to leave Harry now, I was unlikely to be able to leave the Underhill, And I really didn't want my reluctance to cause Harry any harm. I really didn't want to cause ANYONE any harm, and this was going to be my only chance to keep my father safe from the superior forces of the Seelie Army. "Alright." I said, nodding, "Under one condition. Don't kill my father."

Harry smiled, "I'll make sure we keep him safe." he said with a nod, taking my hand, "Alright, we're ready." He said, looking at the other Sidhe.

"Of course sire," She nodded, leading us out, leaving the girls to their discussion.

The King, Finvarra, looked surprised to see me accompanying Harry, "Why are you bringing the Veela Harry?" he asked, looking at me sideways.

"Draco knows the most of all of us about what the Death Eaters are doing." Harry said with a nod, "He'll be able to help."

"If you say that I believe you." he nodded, "I've called the Court to order today, I think they know I'm going to be announcing a war."

Harry nodded, "Sir? Draco's father follows the man leading the ones we're going after. I want to keep him safe, For Draco's sake."

"Call me grandfather." The King chuckled, "And we'll see. You never know what will happen in battle, I'm not going to tell my warriors to risk themselves for the sake of a Mortal."

"Of course." Harry nodded.

"But we can tell them to take him alive if at all possible. Is he part Veela as well?" he asked.

Harry seemed to think on that, "Well, Draco certainly gets his looks from his father. If he weren't too old and likely Evil he'd be tempting."

I flushed at that, "You think my father's tempting?" I managed to tease.

"I think you're a LOT easier on the eyes, and brain," Harry said with a chuckle.

I chuckled, "My father would be hard on anyone's brain." I admitted, "Especially a do-gooder like you."

Harry grinned, "I do hope you're not as bad."

"I would say you're far too late to turn back on that now." I laughed.

The King chuckled as well, "I like this one, he's Sassy." he said, "I see what you see in him, Harry. Are they all like this?"

Harry flushed slightly, it looked quite fetching with those newly pointed ears if I say so myself. "I would say all four of them are very different. Hermione is the most intelligent girl I've ever met, Very no-nonsense, but she knows how to have fun. Luna is very dreamy, Some of the others at school would even call her loony, But she's sharp and very sweet. Draco comes from a harsh family, I would actually call his father Evil, and I would definitely call the man his father follows evil, But Draco himself is proving to be more like his cousin, Tonks, Who's a riot, than his father. He just needs to learn what he was taught were manners are not what anyone else would consider manners. As for Susan... I don't know her as well as the rest, you could say she chose me more than I chose her."

"Susan likes you because you're Bloody famous." I interjected, before looking at him confusedly, "And I have a cousin named Tonks? I've never heard of him."

"Nymphadora Tonks is your cousin on your mom's side, Her mother Andromeda was disowned when she fell in love with a Muggle." Harry said, It was news to me, but I didn't doubt it, "You'd like her, She's a riot, and a Metamorphmagi."

"Huh," I said, blinking before losing myself in thought, so I have a Metamorphmagi for a cousin? I could hardly believe it. I had an aunt who wasn't a rampaging homicidal lunatic, that was good news honestly. So she married a Muggle, apparently one of my ancestors was a Veela, We're not as pure as we thought. Not that I knew what to do with this new information, it's not like I had any chance of MEETING this cousin anytime soon, so I don't know what I was dwelling on.

When I finally looked up we were at a beautiful official looking building, This must be the famous Seelie Court. I felt like a bug under glass as we entered, Everyone was staring, and mostly at me. Well, Harry and I. I got the feeling mortals didn't show up here often, and especially not with the King himself. The looks reminded me of how I felt people would look at My father if he brought a Muggle to the Ministry.

Bloody Buggering HELL! Here I was the Muggle wasn't I? Worse really, closer to an attractive House Elf. Bellend tossers, these Fae really think I'm less than a house elf. Good enough to bugger but not anything else! Bugger it all! This must be what Granger feels like around me and Father! If these knobenders think they can judge me without even taking the piss they have another think coming. I'll show them what we fucking mortals can do! These Bloody Bellends will...

"Draco!" Harry near shouted, snapping to get my attention, "You alright there mate?"

It took me a moment to get out of the snit I'd worked myself into, "Sorry. I think I finally understand how Granger feels about Father." I managed, looking around the room with an angry look on my face, "I suppose we should talk about what we came to discuss shouldn't we?"

Finvarra looked at me oddly, before nodding, "Of course, follow me." he said, leading us towards where his throne sat. "Fae of the Court! As you know, My Heir has been found after many years of searching. When he came to us his first words to me was to tell me that my only daughter, Lily, had been murdered by a mortal, This mortal wishes war with my Heir and all who would call him ally, and a war he shall get! My Generals, To me! We shall plan our attack on the Mortals who have chosen war with the Seelie Court!"

Wow. The King was bloody good at that, likely why he was the King. I was impressed as a number of Fae gathered, Male and Female, heading to the same antechamber that Finvarra was leading us now. One of the older looking ones actually glared at me, and I glared right back, He didn't scare me.

"Sire, If we go to war with the Mortals, Why is one in the war-room?" He asked.

"My grandson came with four mortal mates." Finvarra said jovially, "This one happens to be the son of one of the Mortal leader's lieutenants. He is here to share his knowledge of the mortal we are after's plans. His loyalty to his mate is not suspect, He readily agreed to share his knowledge of his Father's workings, He did, however, politely ask that his father be spared."

He gave me another glare, and spoke to me, "Alright then Mortal, Tell us about this battle."

Harry spoke before I could, a protective hand on my shoulder, "Before Draco speaks, I need to. This Mortal has made all the mortals around him afraid of speaking his name. I know two names for him actually, His mum named him 'Tom Marvolo Riddle' But he calls himself 'Lord Voldemort.'" I couldn't help the wince when Harry said the Dark Lord's name, But I didn't know he had a name before that, I was curious about that. "For Draco's sake, we'll just call him the Dark Lord. This bleeder hates mortals without magic more'n you guys seem to hate mortals, He wants to kill all of them, and he's not afraid to torture his own followers either." This announcement seemed to cause a murmur among the gathered Fae, which got louder with his next words, "He's already been killed once and found a way to come back, and I think he's got more of those ways gathered around somewhere, We'll need to get rid of those first."

"There is only one way a Mortal may return from physical death like that!" The oldest looking Fae in the room said loudly, "Magic so dark not even the Unseelie will touch it. The splitting of the soul itself! He had to have split his soul into many pieces to achieve what you have said, They will need to be gathered and destroyed before he can die."

I frowned, bloody hell that was wrong in so many ways, to tear apart his own soul to stay alive because of some bloody wish to kill muggles.

Harry frowned himself, "What would happen if one of those soul pieces got in someone else?" he asked nervously.

I looked at Harry surprised, why would he want to know that? Then it hit me. Potter was a PARSELMOUTH. So was the Dark Lord. Parseltongue didn't run in Harry's family, and The Dark Lord was there when Harry's parents had died, What if Harry thought the Parseltongue was part of the Dark Lord's powers stuck to him?

"Then the one afflicted would share a connection with the rest of the soul, Perhaps sharing powers or dreams." The old man said looking at Harry oddly.

Harry looked shaken, "We... we need to talk after this." he said, which caused another murmur to go up around the gathered Fae

I nodded, looking at the others, "I'm not exactly a Death Eater yet, But my Father is, so I know more about what they're doing right now than anyone else here." I said, authority in My voice, Well I thought so anyway, "And I've been raised my entire life to know their ways, I know how to plan and execute a battle, At least how THEY would plan and execute a battle." I took a moment to glare down any doubting looks, and no few looks of hatred, Bloody hell these berks would take a while to convince to our side, "First, I need to tell you their goals. There's a Prophecy, In the Department of Mysteries In the Ministry of Magic that he's after, One connecting him to Harry here, He wants it, and he'll stop at nothing to get it. I think it's something about how Harry's the only one who can kill him. Long term, I think he wants to take over the Ministry of Magic, and with it all of Wizarding society, With the intention of going to war against the Muggles themselves. He's accomplishing his goals with the application of Terrorism, Torture, and Murder, with no little espionage along the way. They'll use the Unforgivables, The Imperius curse, which controls a mind, The Cruciatus curse, which causes extreme pain, and The killing curse, Avada Kedavra, Whenever they bloody well feel like it, despite the fact they're illegal, and bloody immoral. Many of his followers, The Lestranges for example, have no moral code, They LIKE torture and murder, and do it as often as they can. My Father's not quite as bad, but I believe he tries to be, if only because he's afraid of those who are. He's making a pact with the Werewolves and trying to make a pact with the Giants, but he doesn't respect any of them, considers them creatures. The Centaurs respect the Fae, we can easily get them on our side, But the people we will have trouble with, that we will NEED to make a pact with, is the Ministry of Magic itself. They have things we need, like the prophecy, but they are currently in denial about the Dark Lord's return."

"What do you think will happen if this 'Ministry' doesn't Ally with us?" One of the younger looking generals asked, looking at me directly.

"Well, then it's very likely, they will declare war on us for meddling in Mortal affairs." I said frankly, "Wouldn't you? The Death Eaters are considered Criminals, But even then, you wouldn't let the Unseelie conduct an actual war on your criminals would you? It's the same for them, They will see a stronger Army than they could ever muster entering their lands, Yeah, they're criminals, but they're still hunting CITIZENS. Not that I doubt you could take 'em, Magical children are taught about the might of the Seelie Army, but it would take an army to oust the Death Eaters."

"Dumbledore's followers would follow us in a second." Harry said honestly, "But they're more a resistance than an army."

"So how do you expect us to get this Ministry to ally with us?" The same general asked.

"Simple, We tell them either help us oust the Death Eaters, or they're going to be ousted next." I said honestly, "Cornelius Fudge, The current Minister of Magic, Leader of Britain's Magical Community, Is a bloody coward, Faced with the Famous Seelie Army, He'll comply quickly."

"I'm loathed to admit it." one of the older generals said, looking over the assembled generals, "But this Mortal's advice might be useful as we plan our attacks."

"Hey, Draco?" Harry asked, looking over at me, "Do you think we'd be able to give the Ministry some demands? Say the pardoning of a criminal?"

I was surprised at those words, and couldn't help my next words, "You know a criminal you need to be pardoned, Potter? I almost don't believe that."

"Sirius Black," Harry said, I frowned, Sirius Black? Wasn't that the bloke who betrayed Harry's parents to the Dark Lord? Why would he want HIM pardoned? I almost missed his next words, "Sirius is my godfather, and he's innocent, I want him freed."

I nodded, "if you're assured of his innocence, I don't see why not. Just give those of us with Diplomatic training some time to work out the wording." So Sirius was innocent? I wondered why even I didn't know about that. Perhaps the Dark Lord wanted to keep who was the real traitor secret somehow. "Just out of curiosity, who DID betray your parents then?"

"Peter Pettigrew." Harry said, Venom in his words when he said that name, "He was disguised as Ron's RAT for all those years."

I couldn't help but blink. So Ron's old rat was an animagus in disguise? That was surprising. And gross. I didn't want to even think about the things teenage boys generally do in front of their pets. I think I just hurt my brain. (AN: Me Too! And now all of you have too because I share my misery!) "We'll get your innocent godfather pardoned. I'll make sure of it." I said reassuringly, "But until then, We might also make plans to find a way to bring him to safety."

"Sirius is Mortal Draco, I don't think here is Safety." Harry pointed out.

"Perhaps not, But it wouldn't be difficult to get him to another country." I said honestly, "Romania doesn't have an extradition treaty with Britain, at least not a Magical one."

"I don't know." Harry frowned, "But we'll do what we can."

I smiled, "We will. You should watch, maybe you'll learn something, This is the kind of thing a King needs to know." I offered, as generals started milling about and I went to offer what help I could, We wouldn't get much planned today, but I did my best, I think I impressed a few generals as well. The planning went well past lunch, It was dinner before we finally got out.

"We should leave." Finvarra chuckled, "Queen Una gets very upset when I miss dinner."

I was deep in discussion over what the terrain would be like when Finvarra got our attention, "I suppose I am hungry." I admitted, looking at Harry, who smiled at me, "And we don't know WHERE the battles will take place yet."

Harry smiled, "I'm Bloody hungry and my brain is full." he declared, "Let's go."

I sighed, but returned to Harry's side, "Of course." I said, letting Harry and the King lead us away.

The Queen was waiting for us when we got back, glaring at Me, and the looking at Harry, "You will be joining us for dinner." She tried to order.

Harry got a hard look, and rested an arm around me, which frankly I found surprising, but I suppose he was trying to make a point, "Not of My mates aren't coming with me." he said, matching the Queen glare for glare.

"I will NOT have those... CREATURES in my Dining Hall!" Queen Una started.

Harry stopped her before she could get a good rant going though, "Then I guess I won't be joining you for dinner." he said simply, "I'm not having people I care about treated like garbage. I've had enough of that for myself over my lifetime I'm not letting others do it!" he growled lightly but turned to me, "Come on Draco, Let's find the girls, we're eating in the kitchen again." he said, leading me off, not letting the Queen say anything more as he did.

I was surprised, "Were you really treated like rubbish Harry?" I asked softly. Honestly, I had no idea what his home life was like, I always assumed his guardians treated him at least as well as my parents treated me, if not worshiped him for being the boy who lived. I never once even considered that his guardians wouldn't treat him properly.

"The Muggles who raised me were the worst kind of muggles." Harry said softly, "Uncle Vernon hated anything that he didn't deem 'normal' and I think Aunt Petunia was Jealous of my Mother's Magic. I lived in a cupboard under the stairs for most of my childhood. My first Hogwarts letter was actually addressed 'Mr. H. Potter, The Cupboard under the stairs, Number 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey' Actually a bunch of them were addressed that way. Uncle Vernon went nuts trying to prevent me from getting them. Even moved everyone to this tiny island cabin, Professor Dumbledore had to send Hagrid to fetch me."

"Bloody HELL." I cursed, blinking at Harry, "All that just to try and prevent you from going to school? I can't even imagine someone hating their kid that much!"

Harry shrugged, this was old news to him, "Doesn't matter much now." he said, "I've got better protection and a better place to live now than I ever dreamed. The company's not bad either." I managed to blush at that, I hoped he didn't see it, "I don't mind, living here so much, Although I do kind of wish it didn't mess up everyone else's lives."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This boy lived a crap life, and now he was taken from the only ones who ever cared for him, and what he wanted was everyone ELSE to be happier! "Bloody HELL. You're Barmy." I couldn't stop myself from saying, but I was able to fix it, "All that shite happened to you and all you want is everyone AROUND you to be happier? Bugger all if it were me I'd want to take that Army you have so loyal behind you now and destroy those muggles for what they put you through! And I didn't even LIKE you before we got stuck down here! How are you able to just stand there, shrug and say 'it's over now' like your suffering is nothing?!"

Harry shrugged, "It is nothing now. It's long over and I don't wish them harm. I want to be better than they are. That starts with shrugging and saying 'it's nothing'"

I sighed, but nodded, "if you say so, Harry." I managed, the girls finally joining us. I looked at Granger and frowned before speaking, "Err... Granger? Do you mind if I speak with you in private?" I asked, I really did need to apologize to her.

Granger looked surprised, but nodded, "I suppose not, we have a moment before dinner?" She suggested.

I nodded, leading her off to a corner and letting the others go on to the kitchen, "Listen... I need to apologize. I've been a right bloody berk to you because I didn't know any better. I was raised to be a berk. I've seen it from your side now, and I understand how you must have felt, all those years stuck with me." I sighed, this wasn't easy at all, but it had to be done, I offered the brown haired girl my hand, "So I'm sorry, I can't say all forgiven because I know it's going to take a bloody hell of a lot more than some nice words to make up for all the bad ones I've said. But until then, am I allowed to try?"

She blinked but nodded, I think she was surprised at my words, She did, however, shake my hand. "Alright, Malfoy. I'll give you a chance. I have a feeling we're going to be stuck together for a long time. Now, let's get to dinner, I missed lunch and I'm starving." She offered a smile.

I chuckled, "Sounds good Granger." I said, starting towards the kitchen with her, "We're eating in the kitchen again, But I think Harry's wearing the Queen down."

She chuckled, "Harry now is it?" She teased lightly, "When did you two become so chummy?"

I chuckled and blushed, thinking about last night, "Well, no point in staying adversaries after last night." I said, before pausing, wait a moment, "I still need to warn you girls about that. You're likely next. I'll tell everyone at dinner. We can't have anyone going in unprepared."

She frowned, thinking about that, She was probably wondering what I meant about last night. But she didn't have time to ask as we reached the kitchen shortly, everyone waiting for us.

"Right then." I announced, "This is embarrassing to say, but I need to say it. Someone cast a lust compulsion on me last night and I doubt I'm going to be the last." I said, taking my seat, Hermione and Susan seemed shocked, Luna just seemed like Luna. The girl was Loony. "There's this secret door, right? The wall just kind of opened up and I couldn't resist going through it. On the other side was Harry's room, Then this heat washed over when I saw him and..." I trailed off, I was sure I was red as a bloody pomegranate by now. "It's bloody lucky Harry knew what he was doing because I could be in a lot of pain right now."

Harry blinked, looking at me, I think he was blushing himself, "Actually... I had no bloody clue what I was doing, It just... FELT like that's what I needed to do."

Fortunately for all of us, the bloody Basilisk decided to show up, and hiss something at Harry, who hissed back in that sexy bloody Parseltongue of his. After that it seemed a normal enough meal, Susan wanted to chat about all the finds she'd seen out shopping, Granger wanted to complain about the Brownie she'd been assigned trying to keep her away from the good books, Harry joked about the war planning going over his head, but he had a natural knack for this kind of thing, I knew he would do fine. After dinner, the tailors approached us again, something about wanting intimate measurements for some armor Harry had ordered? Harry blushed at that comment, so I was doubting what Harry had ordered was meant for armoring purposes, but his next comment surprised me.

"Oi, Since you're getting his measurements anyway, How about getting Draco some Trousers while you're at it? He's a bloody bloke and I would like it if he actually was able to DRESS that way." he said, looking at the tailors, who blinked and nodded, "If that is what you desire sire." they agreed. I for one, couldn't be more relieved. I hated wearing these bloody skirts. They took each of us to the next room for the measurements, making us undress so they could measure everything properly, before letting us dress and heading out to make what was ordered.

When I got to my room, I was surprised to find the door was open again and completely unable to stop myself from going inside. At least I remembered my Wand this time.

End Day 2 (And the night before!)