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Thaanks! Here's Chapter seven!

(Btw i noticed this was sligtly shorter than my usual chapters. I apologise)

DISCLAIMER: The Harry Potter series does not belong to me but in fact the gorgeous JK Rowling. so I dont own it, I dont claim to and I dont plan to.

Warning: This story contains slash which starts about now!


Chapter 7 - 'The best way to destroy an enemy is to make him your friend.'

Harry walked up to the Owlery for the second time. As he arrived he saw the same figure sat in the same place.

"Hey!" Harry called out.

"Hello," Harry sat down and sighed.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Snape..." He simply replied.

"Giving you a hard time is he?"

"Yeah but that's not the reason why I'm soo..." Harry sighed. "What do you know about Snape?"

"Well I know him well so I'm not going to say anything!"

"Oh come on!"

"Nope sorry!"

"I hate you!" Harry grumbled.

"No you don't!"

"Do!"

"Don't!"

"Do!"

"Don't!"

"Do!"

"Do!"

"Don't!"

"HA!"

"Oh do shut up." Harry said. They were both quiet. Harry sighed.

"You know what? You are right! It feels good to come up here and talk to someone without them knowing who you are! When we find out our identities I hope we'll still talk... You're fun to talk to even if it is 2 am in the morning! Besides if were enemies the only way to destroy an enemy is to make him your friend!"

"I enjoy it too! And really I don't mind still talking to you either, but I can think of a few people I wouldn't want to even talk to! By the way why are you awake?" Harry thought for a moment. 'Oh nothing too strange just that I have a scar the shape of a lightning bolt on by fucking forehead which has been cursed so I see Voldemort murdering Muggles! That sounds sane.'

"Nightmares and stuff... You?"

"Pretty much the same and I am really a light sleeper when in school so I don't get much sleep. I only can sleep when I'm at my godfather's manor."

"Who's your godfather?" Harry asked.

"Ah ah! That could give away my identity!" There was the sound of footsteps. "Hey! Can you hear that?"

"Shh! Yeah." Harry looked around and then at his watch. "I think I should go. I don't really want to get caught." He finished thinking of the detention he had got on his first day.

"Alright well see you then." he said and watched Harry disappear underneath the silver cloak.

"Is that an invisibility cloak?" the Slytherin said in shock.

"Nope. It's just a cloak that makes body parts disappear when you're under it!" Harry retorted dryly.

"Fuck off!" Harry smirked then nodded and then climbing down the stairs.

The next day whizzed by and harry was grateful had potions only once on a Tuesday. He was sat with Hermione and Ron in the library not long before Harry's detention with Snape. Ron was reading a Quidditch magazine whilst Hermione and harry were working on the potions essay on Felics Felicis.

"Harry! I forgot to ask you how you made that potion yesterday! Even I didn't manage to make it!" Hermione exclaimed. Looking at him with jealousy yet there was a hint of pride.

"Oh I've been meaning to talk to you about this. When I went to get a book, this was the only book there and it belonged to the half blood prince. It has all these corrections in it so I followed them. I owe this guy. He actually explains stuff in his book which makes me understand!"

"That is sort of cheating Harry!"

"No it's not if I actually learn some things from it. I read ahead and now I understand why I make mistakes in potions! It's all about accuracy." Hermione looked taken aback.

"Well I guess…" She began uncertainly. "But I'd make sure Professor Snape doesn't find it otherwise he'll kick you out of potions for cheating." Hermione added.

"It's seven now… I need to go down to my detention. Whoopee!" he said sarcastically.

"Good luck mate." Ron said sympathetically.

"Err Hermione? Could you… Maybe do some research on the Half-Blood Prince please? I'm really curious as to who this is.

"Sure harry. But just be careful of that book." Harry nodded and headed off to the dungeons.

As he was walking he passed Malfoy who sneered at him. 'One day I'm going to punch his pretty face in! And make his silver eyes black!' Harry froze. 'Did I just call Malfoy's face pretty? And how do I know what colour eyes he has? I mean it's really hard not to look in his eyes but… but… What am I thinking?' harry quickened his pace slightly disturbed at his thoughts. He reached the dungeons and saw Snape sitting behind his desk.

"Err sir." He said still feeling queasy about his thoughts.

"Mr. Potter. Before I assign you your detention... I would like a word." *shit shit! Has he found out about the book or worse did he see me yesterday?*

"Yes sir?"

"I was quite surprised when I saw your potions yesterday. Even on my first go I failed that particular potion... Most people do. What I don't understand is that, how you became such skilful in potions. Care to explain?"

"I read a lot on potions over the holidays and I improved quite a bit!" Harry quickly replied sweating now. "Sir!"

"Hmm with your lost book I suppose?"

"I used Hermione's!"

"Look potter! Whatever you're playing at stops now. You cheated somehow in that potion and I know it! What do you take me as? A fool? Now I want you to clear up the mess in the desks that my awful first years created!" he paused for a brief moment. "And I will be watching you potter!" he said spitting out his name with hate. 'When are you not watching me?' Harry thought inwardly.

"Yes sir." Harry said in fear, 'This man is scarier than Voldemort! But Voldemort isn't even scary. He is a freaky child gone wrong' Harry quickly left the office and snorted at his thoughts.

He began cleaning the desks thinking occasionally about his mystery stranger.

Harry went up to the Astronomy tower that night to see his stranger.

"Hey you." said Harry.

"Hello... You alright?"

"Yup. You?" the stranger sighed.

"No I sometimes wish that I could just go across the world. Get away from all this. Avoid everything."

"Me too. I wanna get away. Run away... But I'm destined to stay here until..." Harry stopped. Damn he had almost let slip the prophecy.

Both boys sat there for hours in comfortable silent until the Slytherin stood up.

"It is quite late, we should e getting back to our dorms!" he said in a way that made Harry get butterflies in his stomach.

"Err yeah we should, see you then?" Harry asked nervously. 'Why am I so nervous?'

"Yeah. And by the way, I really like sitting up here with you. I think we have a lot in common..." Harry smiled and nodded. They both departed in different ways.

Harry and the Slytherin met up each day, talking laughing and sometimes just sitting in silent. They were both close and both had feelings for each other that they hadn't admitted to themselves. It was now the next Tuesday and Harry and the stranger were sat in the Astronomy peacefully. Suddenly there was a gush of wind that blew Harry's hood down.

"POTTER?" The Slytherin said incredulously. 'Oh shit! Hang on I know that voice... Oh my god...'

"MALFOY?" 'This is not happening to me. This is not happening to me. This is not happening to me.' He repeated in his mind. Eyes clenched shut he slowly opened them hoping it was all a dream. But no. He opened his eyes and found Malfoy staring down at him in annoyance and fury.

"What the bloody fuck!" Malfoy fumed. "As if it was you this whole time... I told you things!" He accused.

"Shut the fuck up Malfoy... I told youthings!" Harry retorted. Now angry that the only person who understood him was... A Malfoy.

"Ha-ha students out of bed Mrs. Norris? Lead the way!" they heard Filch's voice.

"Well done Malfoy you idiot!" Malfoy just glared. Harry took out his invisibility cloak and draped it over himself. He pulled a bit off to reveal his head to stare at Malfoy. "What are you doing? Come here!" Harry hissed and pulled Malfoy underneath with him. They both stood there facing each other panting hard. When they heard footsteps retreating they just stood there staring at one another. Malfoy's breath was hot on Harry's face. His breath smelt like peppermint. He could also smell Malfoy. It was a musky vanilla smell that made him drool. 'No. Stop it Harry.' But he ignored the voice; Harry lifted his head up and pressed his lips against Malfoy's. Malfoy just stood there slightly shocked but responded by wrapping his hands around Harry's waist and deepening the kiss. After what seemed like eternity to them both, they pulled apart blushing like mad.

"I erm I..." Harry cleared his throat. 'Harry knew he was in deep trouble. Malfoy would tease him and tell the world. 'Please! I didn't just do that.' He was panicking now.

"You're gay huh? That explains a lot..." Malfoy said with an eyebrow raised.

"Malfoy I'm sorry! I..." Harry began. But was cut off by the other boy.

"What for? Harry..." He asked purring the name Harry which made Harry groan then blush madly for the second time that night. Malfoy smirked then winked and turned for the stairs. Harry felt his heart thump and he felt excited. That night Harry potter wasn't the only boy who fell asleep with a huge grin on his face.


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