Yay! New chapter! Warning: More than just a little bit of sexiness and drama here.

For those of you who have reviewed: Thank you so much! I know many of the reviews are coming from the same people, and I'd like to tell you all how much I appreciate them! So thanks! I just had to update again. Originally, the story was to be thirteen chapters, but I've decided to make it longer. On to the story...

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They arrived to the international flooing station. Harry frowned as they neared the London terminal, hefting their bags about. There was a long line of people waiting for the floo, and men dressed in Auror uniforms were scanning people with their wands.

They waited in line curiously, wondering what the hell was going on. this hadn't happened last time when they were going through. Sirius was scanned by the men first. "Hey, what's all this about?"

One of the men grunted. "New laws. Just came in effect three days ago. Just a precaution."

Sirius was allowed to pass through, and waited off to the side for Remus and Harry. Harry went through, frowning. He passed, and then stood beside Sirius.

Remus went through, looking impatient. They were all ready to go home, they were exhausted. He tensed as the men's wands glowed bright red. The aurors gasped, backing away from Remus with wide eyes.

"Werewolf!" One cried.

Remus held up his hands in submission, but one of the men put him in a petrificus totalis before Harry and Sirius could reach them. The other people in line gasped and reared back as Remus fell to the ground.

"What are you doing? Let him go!" Sirius yelled.

One of the Aurors raised his wand to Sirius steadily. "This man is a werewolf, sir. The new legislation states that no dark creatures can immigrate or travel into the U.K at this time."

Remus twisted in his binds, angry, eyes fully amber. "I'm an English Citizen!" He yelled.

One of the Aurors kicked Remus in the gut. "Shut it, babykiller!" The man snarled, pointing his wand to Sirius, who had just taken his wand out. "Now sir, drop your wand and stay away."

Sirius held up his wand away from him, above his head. "I am Sirius Black, and this is my Godson Harry Potter. Our friend that you have there is Remus Lupin. We are all English Citizens, and we have the right to go home- we have done nothing wrong." He said steadily, and Harry suddenly realized what the man must have been like while he worked with the Aurors.

"Sirius Black?" "Harry Potter?" The two aurors gasped.

Harry shifted slightly, looking down at Remus, who was looking his way.

Harry touched Sirius on the arm gently, making the man look at him. "I can go get help. I can get Dumbledore." He said quietly.

Sirius' eyes widened. "We can't leave him here."

Harry nodded, glancing to the Aurors. "Stay with him. They won't mess with you. I can't fight back, I'm still underage. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Sirius nodded, and looked to the Aurors. "Alright. This is what we're going to do. You are going to pick Remus up, and we are going to wait somewhere else until we can get this sorted out. Harry here is going to use the floo to contact a friend of ours."

Many of the people waiting in line were gawking at Harry, and Harry knew this was going to be in the papers tomorrow, no matter what happened.

The Aurors glanced to Harry. "Alright. Just you. Black, come with us."

One of the Aurors remained behind, while the other one led Remus and Sirius away.

Harry shifted his pack on his back, clearing his throat. The Auror glanced at him. Harry looked at him gravely. "I do hope you understand what you have just done. Remus is going to lose his job." He said, eyes blazing. He turned to the floo, and threw a bit of powder in.

"Albus Dumbledore's Office!"

Harry stumbled out of the floo. He coughed, brushing himself off. It seemed like Dumbledore had been in a meeting with Snape, Madam Pomfrey, and McGonagall. All four of them stared at him in shock.

Harry coughed again, getting the floo powder out of his lungs. "Remus has been detained at the international flooing station." He wheezed.

He approached Dumbledore at his desk, frowning. "Sirius is with him to make sure he doesn't get hurt. Fix it." He growled.

Dumbledore stared at him, aghast. He glanced at the other teachers around him, and Harry did the same.

"What happened?" McGonagall asked.

"They said there was some law that was enacted a few days ago, Dumbledore what are they talking about?" Harry said waspishly. None of the professors bothered to tell Harry to respect the Headmaster. Honestly, they were just as upset as he was.

Dumbledore sighed, rubbing his temples. "Dolores Umbridge. She is the Undersecretary to the Minister, quite influential. She…pushed this legislation through quite quickly, I…wasn't aware of it until this morning. I had no idea what it would mean for you, or Remus and Sirius."

"How could you let this happen?" Harry yelled, making everyone jump. The silver 'doohickeys', as Draco had once called them, were all shaking. "Everyone saw what happened, and everyone's going to know that Remus is a werewolf! He won't be able to come back and teach! The least you can do is help him get out of there!" Harry said, tears in his eyes.

Dumbledore stood, head still bowed. "Very well." He flicked his wand, summoning his cloak. "We will continue our meeting tomorrow. Excuse me." He said quietly, blue eyes dimmed as he headed towards the floo, Harry hot on his heels.

The two of them arrived at the flooing station, and everyone stared at the two infamous men. The Auror practically pissed his pants. "D-Dumbledore!" He yelped.

"Take me to Remus Lupin please."

They were led to the detaining room by a Floo attendant. Sirius was pacing angrily in the small room, and Remus was sitting at the table, looking quite upset, head bowed.

Both men looked up as Harry and Dumbledore entered the room. Remus stared at Dumbledore sadly. "I won't be able to work, will I?" He murmured.

Dumbledore shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Remus." He sighed. "I'm terribly sorry. This has been a horrible oversight on my part, and-"

"Oversight? Oversight!" Sirius exclaimed. "Remus was bound like a wild animal in front of everyone! He's going to lose his job! You call this an oversight!" He yelled.

Harry flinched, and went to Sirius' side. "Siri, we're going to get him out of here. We'll figure something out." He said quietly. He looked at Dumbledore. "We will be able to get him out of here, right?"

Dumbledore nodded curtly. "Yes. Since we are in international territory, Remus has yet to enter British soil. Technically, he has broken no law." Remus looked a bit relieved at this. Dumbledore looked thoughtful. "This law does not apply to other countries."

Sirius growled. "Remus won't go on the run like some common criminal."

Remus spoke up. "Sirius, I can't go back-"

Sirius shook his head. "No." He straightened his shoulders. "I knew it was a mistake not to take my Father's Seat." He shook his head. "Well, I'm going to do it now." He sighed, and looked at Dumbledore. "As Supreme Mugwump and a member of the ICW, you can escort him to British soil. When we get there, we can figure this mess out."

They arrived to Grimmauld Place. Sirius had to leave right away, as did Dumbledore. Remus seemed to sag into the kitchen chair, and stared at the table. He sighed.

Harry stared at him for a moment, and not knowing what else to do, sat down as well.

That evening, Sirius came back, looking exhausted and grim. "Well, we did it." He sighed, flopping into a chair. "You'll be allowed to stay, Remmy."

Remus stared at him. "What did you do?"

Sirius looked down. "Took my Father's Seat on the Wizengamot." He shook his head. "At least I can help prevent that bitch Umbridge from passing a law like that again. Maybe I can even get it overturned."

"You hate politics." Remus said.

Sirius shrugged jerkily, still looking a bit angry.

"Will Remus still teach at Hogwarts?" Harry asked hopefully.

Sirius shook his head. "No. And I won't be able to, either."

Harry's jaw dropped. "Why not?"

Sirius looked down at his lap. "I was knowingly helping a werewolf in his work. I'm just lucky they only gave me a small fine, and Remus didn't get stuck with anything else."

Remus leant back in his chair with a sigh. "So…what are we going to do now?"

Sirius looked a bit grim. "I'll be stuck at the Ministry. I hate that place." He shook his head. "But I have to do it." He looked at Remus. "You could always write that book you wanted to do."

Remus laughed, shaking his head.

Harry looked sadly down at the table. "Who's going to teach at Hogwarts?"

"Dunno. Dumbledore will find someone. I'll help him if I have to- someone competent. I heard Moody's retired, so he might be up for it- if I talk to him."

Harry smiled hopefully. They had told him about Moody. Moody teaching them wouldn't be so bad. At least he knew what he was doing.


Harry slept for two days, recovering from their trip. On the third morning, he woke up, well rested. Luna and Neville had already returned, and Draco was coming back today. Neville's birthday was tomorrow. The household was still a bit sad about the situation, but Remus had only reasoned that it couldn't get much worse.

Harry got up from his bed with a smile, and stretched. After learning about his animagus form, Sirius had been teaching him the basics of visualizing and such, a preparation into his transformation. Sirius, because of his form, was often doglike.

He had a short attention span, was kind of goofy, overly protective at times, and very loyal. He also liked to sniff after girls. According to Remus, he had always been that way, it had only amplified once he learned his form.

Harry wondered if he was going to become more cat-like, and what would happen. He took a shower, glad to be back at the house, and not moving around in hotels and who knew where else.

He stayed there a long time, under the water, after he had finished washing. He finally shut the water off, and wrapped a towel around himself. He went down the hallway, and grinned widely as he saw Neville at his bedroom door.

"Neville!"

Neville smiled, looking him up and down.

Harry felt his face warm. "Um….come on, I need to get dressed." He let the boy inside his room, and shut the door.

"You look good." He finally said.

Neville cocked his head, walking towards Harry. "You too."

Harry blushed, taking the boy in. His skin was tanned, on his face and arms. He wondered where else he was tan too. His hair was a bit shaggy looking around his ears and the nape of his neck. He was a bit taller than Harry remembered, and a bit broader too.

"Come here."

Harry grinned, holding onto the other boy tightly. "I missed you." Harry whispered.

"I missed you too." Neville said, running his hands over Harry's still wet hair, hands sliding over his bare arms and back. They kissed, and didn't let go of each other for a full five minutes.

Harry pulled away, feeling a bit dazed, like he always did. "Um…so, did you have fun?"

Neville chuckled, sliding his hands down to Harry's bum, over his towel. "What, having fun snogging you?"

Harry blushed, letting the boy kiss his neck. "No…silly. In Greece?"

"Yeah…learned loads." Neville murmured, sliding his hand underneath Harry's towel, over his bum. He squeezed.

"Nev…" Harry breathed. "Siri and Remmy are downstairs…the others…." He groaned, and felt himself being pushed up against the wall.

Neville snogged him, tearing the towel away from Harry's hips. The towel dropped at their feet, and Harry could hear Neville groan He pulled away briefly, using a leg to nudge Harry's thighs apart. Harry groaned and squirmed, head turned, knowing the other boy could see everything.

"Just as gorgeous as I remember." A hand slid down Harry's chest, sliding over the thin marks, brushing his nipples.

"Neville…" Harry panted.

Neville leant against him, putting his hands against the wall, and ground his hips against Harry's. "You do me, and I'll do you." The boy panted in Harry's ear.

Harry found himself nodding, and he could feel Neville taking out his cock. It rubbed against his thigh, precum spreading. Harry grabbed it before he could think twice, and slid his fingers over it. A hand wrapped around his own cock.

Harry's toes curled at the sensation, and he wrapped an arm around the boy's neck, thrusting into the hand. Neville was thrusting into his hand too, and everything suddenly felt warm and wet, and…Harry couldn't concentrate with Neville's hand on his cock, lips and teeth at his neck and ear, the other hand running teasingly over his body.

Harry whimpered, arching into the boy as he came, pausing his hand as he did so, feeling so weak. His knees buckled under him.

"Oh no you don't." Neville whispered, holding him up against the wall tighter. Harry could only hold on as the boy thrust against his groin, kissing him madly.

He came onto Harry's abdomen and thighs, and they leant there against the wall for a few minutes, riding out their highs.

Harry sighed, sated, feeling himself being picked up gently, and carried to the bed. He smiled at Neville as the boy cleaned them up, and started to dress Harry.

They laid there for a few moments together after he was dressed, curled up against each other. Harry sighed, burrowing his head into the other boy's chest. "I missed you so much." He whispered.

Neville wound his arms around the smaller boy, holding him tight. He smiled, kissing the top of his hair. They heard people talking downstairs, almost as if it was in a separate world.

"We need to get up." Neville finally said.

Harry sighed, holding onto Neville tighter. "Do we have to?"

"Yeah…come on." Neville said, sitting up, still holding Harry. Harry got up from the bed, and Neville swatted his bum playfully.

Harry laughed, and went out the door. The two boys headed down the stairs, and Harry felt Luna crash into him, hugging him tightly. "Oh Harry! Did you have a good trip?"

Harry grinned, looking Luna over. "Yeah, you?"

Luna nodded, smiling at him, and hugged Neville too. She was still the same height as Harry, so she had to go up on her toes to do this. It was kind of bad that they were still the same height…she was a year younger than he, and a girl, at that. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail, and she wore her usual sundress and hiking boots.

"I saw what happened, it was all over the papers." Luna whispered, shaking her head. "Of course, they twisted it around that Remus was a Monster, so Daddy and I are going to put something in the magazine. We'll get the whole story out." Harry gave her a small smile, and the three of them continued to walk down the stairs. At the foot of the stairs, Harry glanced at her chest, wondering when it had suddenly gotten bigger. He looked away quickly, blushing.

He smiled at Mr. Lovegood, who was getting some tea with Sirius and Remus at the table.

"When's Draco going to get here?" He asked Sirius.

Sirius glanced at the clock up on the wall. "He and Cissy will arrive in about ten minutes." Sirius and his Cousin had gotten a lot closer since Sirius had left Azkaban. They exchanged letters quite often, talking about the kids and things. It was an unspoken agreement not to talk about the war, or the rest of their family.

So they all traded stories about their trips until the others arrived. Narcissa came through first, packages in her arms. She hugged Harry tightly, kissing his cheek, and did the same to Luna and Neville. She glanced at Luna for a moment, and raised a brow, but then smiled as Draco came in through the floo.

He grinned, clapping Neville on the shoulder. "You look good, mate. I see Greece agreed with you." He winked, and hugged Harry. "You look good Harry." He moved onto Luna, and hugged her tightly, whirling her about, and kissed her on the cheek. "You look lovely, Luna. How was your trip?"

The adults glanced at each other, smiling, at this.

"Good, like always." Luna went up on her toes, wrapping her arms around Draco's neck, and pecked him on the mouth. "Missed you."

Draco blushed, glancing to his Mother. "Erm…missed you too." His voice dropped to a murmur. "Um…" He glanced to Neville and Harry, who were unsuccessfully trying to hide their smiles.

Narcissa cleared her throat. "Luna, could I talk to you for a moment?"

Luna looked curiously at her for a moment, but followed the woman into another room. Draco looked after them worriedly, but joined the guys at the table. Lunch had been prepared, sandwiches, made by Remus and Sirius, so it wasn't anything fancy. They talked, trying to avoid talking about what had happened with Remus.


Narcissa glanced around the study for a moment, and then looked at the small blonde in front of her. "You look lovelier every time I see you."

Luna blushed. "Thank you Miss Narcissa."

Narcissa laughed. "Just call me Narcissa." She sat on the couch, and motioned for Luna to join her. "Sweetie…I know it's just you and your Dad. And…and I don't want to upset you or anything… but has your Dad given you the talk?"

Luna blinked at her, her flush getting redder. "Um…no. But I've read…about it."

Narcissa nodded. "Okay. I just…wanted to make sure." She sighed. "You're getting to be a big girl now, and…I'm sure you've noticed that things have been changing…" She glanced down.

Luna glanced down as well, fidgeting. "Well…yeah. All the girls do." She shrugged.

Narcissa bit her lip. "Maybe we can go shopping. Just you and I. I'm sure it would…embarrass your Father just a bit to shop for….the certain things you need. It will be like a girl's day out."

Luna's eyes widened. "Like…like my Mum and I would do when I was little?"

Narcissa nodded, a smile spreading on her face.

Luna glanced down at her lap. "You…you don't need to do that."

"Please. I insist. We can get you a few pretty dresses, and maybe some shoes…you'll have to be fitted for a bra…"

Luna colored. "Can't I just…not wear one?" She squeaked.

Narcissa laughed. "Oh honey, no. You can't do that." She looked thoughtfully at the girl. "Have you started your…"

Luna flushed. "Yes. Last year- while I was at school. Madam Pomfrey helped me."

Narcissa nodded, looking a bit relieved. "Okay then. So I'm sure she told you about the potions and…"

"Yes…Narcissa." Luna interrupted, face flaming.

Narcissa laughed. "No need to be embarrassed, honey."

The two of them walked back, making plans for a shopping trip. Luna was smiling as she sat down next to Draco.

"What did you guys have to talk about?" Draco asked curiously.

Luna blushed. "Girl stuff. Narcissa and I are going shopping!" She glanced at the woman.

Narcissa smiled back, looking happy. "Perhaps this Friday?" She glanced at Mr. Lovegood, who was studying his teacup intently.

"Um….yes, that's fine." He glanced at Luna, and then at Narcissa. "Thank you."

Narcissa gave him a small smile. "You're welcome."

So they all started talking about their trips, and when Neville was in the middle of a rousing conversation about some of the plants he had found, Harry got a sappy grin on his face, lacing his fingers through the other boy's, on top of the table.

Narcissa blinked at their joined hands, and looked to Remus and Sirius. They only exchanged a look, but said nothing.

Mr. Lovegood, though, had to speak up.

"Harry, Neville, are you two together?"

Harry colored, but Neville nodded. "Yeah. It's been about a year now."

Narcissa stared at them, and glanced to her son. He had never told her this. Draco looked at her sheepishly. "Um…yeah, Lu and I have been going out for about the same time too."

Narcissa's eyes went round. "Draco…your Father is going to be terribly upse-"

"Forget him." Draco growled. "He treats you rotten, and he's always bossing me around- why should I listen to him if I don't respect him-"

"Draco Lucius Malfoy!" Narcissa said, standing up from her seat in surprise. She put her hands on her hips. "He's your Father! You should respect him and at least listen to-"

Draco stared at his mother, jaw set. "Father told me to drop Luna, Neville and Harry."

The room was silent.

Draco crossed his arms. "He told me I should be hanging out with my own 'sort'." He looked at his friends, and smiled at them. "I agreed with him, but he doesn't realize that these blood traitors, as he calls them, are…my sort."

Narcissa sat down, eyes still wide. She looked at Harry, and then at the others. "I see." She finally murmured. She looked down, looking thoughtful. "Well…I had always hoped you would have a few good friends you can count on. Your Father… has the sort of friends that can do things for him." She smiled at Draco. "Those are not true friends. I won't fight you on this, Draco. But he will be upset, you know that."

Draco stared at her. "I don't care."

Luna grabbed his hand at this, smiling. Draco glanced down at their hands, giving her a small smile.

Narcissa nodded. "Very well then." She coughed, and spoke again. "We brought presents for Neville and Harry. Your birthdays are soon, aren't they?"

Both boys nodded. The table was cleared of lunch, and the packages were put on the table. Harry brought down souvenirs from his trip, and Neville's presents. Luna and her Father had also gotten souvenirs, and so had Neville. There was a large pile on the table, and everyone started opening stuff at once.

Luna had gotten a jacket from Draco, made of antelope hide. She had gotten a bracelet from Neville, that he'd gotten in Greece, made of tiny pearls and natural glass beads. From Harry, she'd gotten a dream catcher that he'd made himself. She had given everyone there a copy of her book on Basilisks that she'd written- with instructions not to let anyone affiliated with the Ministry to see them. They oohed and aaahed over the illustrations and charts, laughing at some of the anecdotes she had written.

Draco had gotten a pair of moccasins from Harry, they were pale blue, and were nice and soft. He had gotten some rare plant cuttings from Neville, to be used in potions. Luna had given him a faded book of sheet music, that had some old jazz and folk classics in it.

Harry gave Neville the Redwood seedlings, which made Neville ecstatic. Neville had gotten a brown leather jacket from Sirius and Remus, that they had gotten while they were in Vegas. He got a crystal sampling case from Narcissa, that had many expansion charms and preservation charms on it. Draco had gotten him a book on native African plants, and Luna gave him a leather necklace with a cowry shell on it.

Harry had gotten another pair of bike boots, since he'd grown out of his old ones, from Remus and Sirius. He got a whole bunch of old blues records from Luna. Draco had gotten him a cuff made of ivory, which was decorated with wild animals. Neville had given him another choker, but instead of seeds, this one was made of tiny pearls, similar to Luna's bracelet. From the middle, hung a pendant in silver, of a tree. Narcissa had promised him a shopping trip.

After the gifts had been opened, Sirius presented Harry, Draco, Luna, and Neville with tickets to see the Quidditch World Cup. At this, Narcissa sighed, saying that she and Draco already had seats in the Minister's box.

"Well, if Draco ever feels up to escaping the Minister, he can come sit with us!" Sirius said brightly.

Draco grinned at the man, and looked to his friends. "I've been itching to practice. You guys have your stuff?"

Harry grinned. "Upstairs."


Their school letters arrived just a couple of days later, the day that Luna had to go on her shopping trip with Narcissa. She sat at her kitchen table, and looked to her Dad, who was searching through a pile of letters.

"Daddy?"

"Hmm?"

"My letter says I need dress robes this year."

Her Father glanced up from his papers. "Oh…probably because of the Tournament."

"Tournament?"

Her Father grinned sheepishly at her. "You weren't supposed to know, pumpkin."

He got up from his seat, and foraged through the cookie jar, bringing out a bag of money. "Here's the kitty you'll need for today, it should be enough to cover your dress robes too."

Luna nodded, taking the bag. "Thanks Daddy."

Narcissa watched the girl idly go through dresses. "What about this one, dear?" Narcissa motioned to a pink dress.

Luna made a face. "I hate pink."

Narcissa frowned slightly, and took out a pale blue dress. "This one is lovely as well."

Luna shrugged, looking through the dresses. "You know…London has loads more stuff than this. Dress robes look all the same to me." She sighed.

Narcissa looked a bit nervous about going out to the muggle world. Spain had been alright, but London? "Would it be safe?"

Luna grinned. "Daddy and I go to the muggle world all the time! It's perfectly fine!"

So the two of them left Diagon Alley, and went to a muggle department store (after a quick transfiguration of their clothes by Narcissa.)

The woman looked wide eyed at the selection of clothes. "Oh my."

Luna giggled. "Come on, let's look at the shoes."

They both ended up spending quite a bit. Luna practically got a whole new wardrobe, and Narcissa wasn't too far behind. They were quite shopped out, and had a late lunch, their bags surrounding them as they ate in a muggle restaurant.

Luna giggled, eating her ice cream happily.

"You know…I haven't done anything like this since I was little!"

Narcissa smiled sadly at the girl. "You and your Father never shop together?"

Luna looked down. "Well…mostly for books and things for school. The dresses I usually wear, I've made."

Narcissa nodded slowly, rather impressed. Most witches nowadays bought their clothing, unless they were poor. She knew that the Lovegoods were well off. The girl was rather talented in sewing, if her clothes were any indication. "Well, I'm happy that we went out today. I certainly had fun!"

Luna smiled. "Me too." She played with her ice cream a bit, biting her lip.

"You know…I had always wanted to have a daughter. After I had Draco." Narcissa said with a gentle smile.

Luna looked up at her, eyes wide.

Narcissa dabbed her napkin at her mouth, and set it aside. "Of course, that never happened, but I had always wanted a daughter. Would you mind terribly if we just pretended for the day?"

A smile spread on Luna's face. "I wouldn't mind at all."


Harry was lying on his stomach in the library, going over his notes on animagi. He jumped as Sirius banged the door open, grinning widely.

"Merlin Siri, you scared me!"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Come on kiddo, we need to go shopping."

Harry groaned, looking at his notes. "Five more minutes, please?"

Sirius shook his head, dragging him up. "No way. We have to get your school stuff, and your dress robes, and we need to do it before the World Cup- you need something to wear to the game."

Harry groaned again as he was dragged out of the room, glancing back helplessly at his notes. "Why? It's just a stupid game…"

Sirius rolled his eyes. "Victor Krum is going to be there! It's not just some stupid game! I heard they're going to have veelas at the half time show."

Harry shook his head as he was shoved into his room to get ready.

As he went through his clothes, he felt a heavy weight in one of the pockets. His eyes widened as he saw the quartz and the note.

"Oh yeah…" Harry murmured, and opened the note.

Hey Harry,

Top secret stuff here, mate. This Quartz is going to be the next best thing, I'm telling you. A buddy of mine made it, and his patent just got approved. It's for all the wizards that love muggle music, but can't get a CD player without it breaking. There's three buttons on it. On the top, the round button, all you have to do is push that button when you're holding a CD case, up next to the barcode.

The quartz will read the barcode and take the music, and store it. The one I gave you holds about 500 songs. The other two buttons, on the other side, will play the music. There's a slider on the side of it, which can make it louder or softer. The little nob at the other end can plug into the Wizarding Wireless sets, pretty wicked, huh?

Sorry, no headphones yet. And you have to make sure it's not too loud if the music is high pitched- it might break the quartz. We're trying to put together one made of limestone, but it's too scratchy, yet. Diamond and other gems would be perfect, and initial tests worked, but they would be insanely expensive to buy. Hope you like it. Spread the word in a few months or so, will you?

Good job on the Potter Pen. I'm going to get one for my Dad this year for his birthday.

See you,

Mike

Harry grinned. He grabbed a pair of jeans, and put the quartz into his pocket, shaking his head. He threw a long sleeved t-shirt on, and his bike boots. He grabbed his leather jacket, and he was out the door.

After getting back from shopping, Harry immediately tried out the quartz. He'd spent two hours in the music store, scanning different music. Sirius had looked at him oddly, so Harry explained to him what he was doing. Sirius grabbed it from him, and started scanning stuff like mad too.

They were in the kitchen, and Harry fiddled with the quartz, and pressed the play button. He and Sirius gasped as music began to play. It sounded good- a bit clearer than the records they played on their old record players.

"This is awesome!" Harry yelled. Sirius was dancing around the room like a mad man to the loud music.

Remus came to the door, holding his hands to his ears. "What are you doing?"

Harry grinned, holding up the quartz, and turned it off. "You like?"

They were to take a portkey with the Weasleys and the Diggory family- they would be meeting up at Luna's house, and walking up from there. They had to leave extremely early.

Sirius was still clutching his tea cup as they arrived, red eyed and rumpled looking. "Ugh, why does it have to be so early?" He groaned.

Harry snickered, kissing Luna on the cheek absently in greeting. "Ready Lu?"

Luna nodded, glancing at Neville, who was looking at Harry sleepily. "Come on, let's go."

The three of them led the way, Remus and Sirius dragging along. As they neared the top of the hill, they found the Weasleys and the Diggorys already there. Mr. Weasley beamed, shaking Harry's hand.

"Harry, how are you doing?"

Harry smiled. "Fine, Mr. Weasley. You know Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin."

"Sure do!" He said, shaking their hands.

He motioned to his brood, to two older boys Harry didn't recognize first.

"This is Bill, and Charlie. I know you haven't met them yet, they're my oldest sons."

"Nice to meet you Harry." Charlie said, waving to him.

Bill smiled at Harry warmly, shaking his hand. Harry pulled away from the red head shyly, and smiled at the twins.

"Harrikins!"

They glomped him.

"We missed you so!"

Harry coughed, pulled out of their grip quickly.

He smiled hesitantly at Ron and Ginny, as well as Hermione. Harry motioned to Neville and Luna.

"Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood, my best friends."

"Nice to meet you both." Mr. Weasley said, and smiled at Luna, remembering that the girl saved his own daughter in her first year. "I heard that you were pushed up a grade, Miss Luna."

Luna smiled. "That's right."

Mr. Diggory coughed, and introduced himself and his son to everyone. His comments to his son made the boy blush and roll his eyes. Harry just gave a small smile to the boy.

"So, portkey's going off in two minutes. Best hold on, yes?"

The group arrived to the campgrounds with a thud. Harry groaned, prying Neville off of him gently. "Ow…"

"Oh, sorry Harry!" Neville said, helping Harry up.

"You're still clumsy." Ron laughed, shaking his head.

Sirius glanced around. "I think we're supposed to set up our tents down there."

"Oh, we're on the other side." Mr. Weasley said, looking a bit forlorn.

"We'll see you around, I'm sure." Harry said with a smile.

The groups separated, and Sirius grinned as they found their spot. "Here we are!"

Harry looked around. Most of the tents around here looked pretty fancy. Sirius and Remus struggled a bit with setting up the tent. Luna squealed and waved across the way, seeing Draco come out of his tent.

Draco beamed, and ran to hug her. "Lu, you're here!"

Luna giggled, hugging him back. "Of course I am, silly." She smiled at Narcissa, who came out of their tent.

"Hello children." She said.

"Hey come on, let me show you our tent-"

"Draco, I think they need to get their own things set up first." Narcissa said gently.

"Oh…well, I can help-"

"Draco?" Draco stopped talking, seeing his Father come out of the tent, frowning. The man stared at the kids.

"Mr. Potter. Mr. Longbottom. Miss Lovegood." He greeted curtly.

"Nice to see you again sir." Harry said quietly.

Mr. Malfoy looked distantly at them, and looked to his son. "Draco, I'd like for you to accompany me, I need to meet with the Minister about something."

Draco glanced to his friends. "Yes Father." He sighed, and followed the man away.

Narcissa shook her head. "Well, I'm sure we'll see you around. Perhaps tonight we can all talk."

They nodded, going back to their tent. Sirius had rented it for the game, and it looked rather nice…if you were a Gryffindor.

Harry rolled his eyes, going in. He smiled, and saw a large sitting room.

"Okay, everyone will have to share, except for Luna, because she's a girl." Remus said. "Sirius and I will be in the room over here. Luna will be in the next room over, and Harry and Neville will share the other room."

Sirius looked at Harry archly. "If we find out any hanky panky is going on-"

"Siri!" Harry yelped, going red.

Neville just smiled, while Luna giggled.

They spent the afternoon exploring the camp grounds, looking at all the tents. Everyone looked as though they were trying to out do on another, when people were clearly supposed to be hiding their magic.

No wonder the muggles that worked in this park were going a bit loopy.

That night, there was a big bonfire. The game was going to be the next day, but tonight was supposed to be just for everyone getting together. Some people had been there for several nights already, some, weeks.

It was terribly crowded, and Harry didn't really feel up to being around all those people. He and Neville managed to slip away while Luna, Sirius, and Remus were busy talking with some Witches from the U.S.

They slipped back to the tent, and Harry yelped as Neville picked him up, hefting Harry over his shoulder. "Neville, put me down!"

"Nope."

They went into the small space they shared, and Neville put Harry down on the small bed. "Neville!" Harry gasped as the boy pounced on him, pinning him to the bed. They snogged for a bit, getting hot and sweaty.

Neville peeled off Harry's shirt, and took off his own. "Nev…" Harry whimpered as Neville got back on top of him again, kissing up and down his neck, grinding his hips into Harry's. A finger traced his seedling choker gently, sliding over it.

Harry's head lolled back on the pillow as Neville rubbed him through the front of his pants. "Touch me." Neville whispered, undoing the zipper on his jeans.

Harry swallowed, sliding his hand down. His eyes went wide as he hand contacted soft skin…"Nev…your boxers…" he squeaked. Neville hadn't been wearing anything under his pants.

Neville pressed his hand down on top of Harry's persistently, moving their hands together over his cock. Harry gasped, kissing him again. "Nev…Merlin…." He groaned. Neville shoved Harry's hand away, and moved so that he was lying down, and he pulled Harry half on top of him.

He yanked Harry's hand down again, their hands moving together over Neville's cock. Harry stared down at it with wide eyes, watching it get bigger and bigger. He saw precum come out, and he slid his thumb over it, making the other boy jolt.

Harry looked up at Neville. "Nev…"

"Hmm…" Neville groaned, sliding his pants down over his thighs, and continued to fist his cock.

Harry looked at him with a small smile, taking out the braid in his hair. Neville stared at him, chest going up and down with his breathing. Harry's smile widened as he leant over, kissing Neville's chest, sliding his hands up and down languidly over the boy's skin.

He went further and further down, and when he rested his head on Neville's hip, he could see how close it was. He glanced up. Neville was staring down at him. Harry licked his lips.

"Can I suck your cock please?" Harry asked quietly- scared out of his mind, but he wanted it. He wanted to try it really bad.

Neville's head jerked in a nod, and he let out a soft groan as Harry tentatively licked the tip. Harry glanced up at him, and used his hand to circle the base. Now that he could see it properly, it was certainly bigger than his own. Not that he really minded.

Harry sighed, breath ghosting upon the skin as he took it into his mouth. He knew Neville was fighting himself to just shove it in, but both of them knew they couldn't do that yet. Harry closed his eyes, feeling it in his mouth, memorizing the way it felt. He slid his tongue against it, and slid back up, catching his breath.

He went back down, then up again, experimenting, playing with it. He could see Neville clenching the bedsheets, his knuckles going white. Harry glanced up at him, flipping his long hair over his shoulder. Neville bit his lip. "Baby…don't stop." Neville whispered.

Harry licked the tip, looking at him challengingly- hovering over it.

Neville groaned, and grabbed him by the back of his hair. Harry gasped, and barely had time to do so before hands pushed down on the back of his head, and a cock was shoved into his mouth. Harry nearly gagged as it pressed against the back of his throat. Harry's hands clenched the boy's thighs tightly as his head bobbed up in down in Neville's lap.

Before he could really think about it, come was filling his mouth, and he was forced to swallow it- but he had missed a bit, and it spilled a little. He slumped against the boy's thigh, panting, licking his lips.

"Fuck Harry…" A hand pet his hair. He sighed, glancing up.

Neville smiled down at him, still petting his hair. "That was really good…wow."

Harry just smiled, burying his face in the boy's groin. There was a soft knock at the door, and both boys tensed.

"Who is it?" Neville asked.

The door opened. "Oh, it's just us-" Luna stopped short, eyes widening, Draco gaping behind her. She stared down at Harry, hand still on the doorknob. Harry was too shocked to move.

"Close the door before they see you!" Neville hissed, finally sitting up. Harry wiped his mouth, sitting up as well. Neville zipped up his pants, and Harry grabbed his shirt.

"How long have you been doing blow jobs?" Draco asked coarsely, still staring at Harry. Luna smacked his arm, rolling her eyes.

Harry flushed, buttoning his shirt.

"First time was tonight. You guys could have waited, you know." Neville said.

Luna and Draco glanced at each other. "Well…Father was being a nuisance. We wanted to hide out… and, um…spend some time with you guys." Draco said.

Neville cleared his throat. "Just give us a second, alright? We'll be out in a minute."

Luna nodded, and they both left, leaving the boys alone.

"Oh Merlin…" Harry sighed.

"Hey, at least they didn't see your cock hanging out." Neville mumbled, making Harry blush.

They spent the rest of the evening in the main room, hanging out with Draco and Luna. Things had been awkward at first, until Draco had cracked a joke about the size of Neville's cock that had set them off laughing.


The following day was the big match. Remus and Sirius had bedraggled in that morning, goofy grins on their faces and looking a bit haggard. Harry only hoped he wouldn't get a blow by blow account of what happened the night before, thank you very much.

Everyone headed to the stadium. As it so happened, their box was next to the Weasleys, and they were just below the Malfoys and the Minister. Harry had gotten 2 omniculars, one to use, and one to break apart later, to see how it worked. They watched the high action game, and were astounded by the feats the players had.

Draco managed to slip into their box just before the half time show. He winked at Luna, grabbing the girl by the waist as the Veelas started to dance.

Harry thought they were pretty, in a strange sort of way, but he wasn't sprouting love confessions and wanting to leap out of their box like Sirius tried to do.

Then there were the leprechauns, who started to dance, and it rained leprechaun gold every where. He glimpsed Ron Weasley grabbing as much as he could find, much to his brother's amusement.

Krum caught the snitch, but Ireland won. The bloody boy went up to the Minister's box, to sit next to the Bulgarian Delegate for a little while. People started to leave the stands, and went to celebrate. Harry and the others were introduced to Krum, which left Draco and Sirius a little starry eyed.

Krum wouldn't stop staring at Harry, though, and it made Harry a little uncomfortable. The boy seemed to sense this, and held out his hand, with a small smile. "Victor. And you are?"

Harry shook his hand, blushing. "Harry."

Victor's smile widened, and he glanced at a stony looking Neville pulled his hand away. "Nice to meet you Harry."

"That was an amazing catch, by the way." Draco interrupted, leaving Harry to turn to Neville. Neville gave him a Look, and the boys made their way through the crowds back to the tent.

Draco and Luna, along with Remus and Sirius, managed to catch up with them when they were halfway there.

"I think he was flirting with you, Harry." Neville said.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Nonsense! Why would he want to do that?" He said, waving it off. Luna and Draco snickered behind them.

"Because you look nice?" Luna piped up.

"Or you give fantastic hea-" Draco started, but Harry hit him in the gut, glancing at Sirius pointedly. "Er…fantastic grades?" The boy amended feebly.

Harry groaned, ignoring Sirius' look. Neville arched his brow at Draco. "And how would you know, anyways?" He said, raising the curtain to the tent.

Draco just smiled devilishly at the boy, going inside. Neville glared at him, and followed him in. He grabbed Harry by the arm. "Inside." He looked to the others. "You too."

Harry colored as the four of them went inside the small room, trying to ignore the looks that Remus and Sirius had given them.

"Draco please stop saying things like that!" Harry said, clenching his fists. "Sirius is about to have a conniption fit!"

Draco sighed, just crossing his arms.

Luna tilted her head slightly. "Anyways, how would you know if Harry gave fantastic head?"

Draco colored. "Uh…well, by the way Neville looked yesterday?"

Neville rose a brow. "That's it? He could have been awful- it was our first time, you know-"

"Hello! Right here you know." Harry said, glaring at the two boys.

"Well, that mouth of his looks suited for it-"

"Oh, you've been staring at his mouth, have you-"

Neville and Draco were nearly at each other's throats now. Harry and Luna looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Well, he does have a nice mouth-"

"Stop staring at it, it's not yours-"

"Hey Harry," Luna interrupted. "Can you teach me how to do a blow job?"

All three boys went silent, and stared at her in shock.

She just smiled. "Got you to shut up, didn't I?"

Harry just blinked, and started to laugh. The others began to laugh as well. They all sat on the bed. "Oh Merlin, can you believe…" Draco laughed, breathless.

"Yeah, like Harry would be able to…"

"Hey!" Harry said, affronted, his chuckles stopping. "I can teach her if she really wants to learn!"

Neville laughed. "I'll think you'll need a bit of practice first, Harry."

Harry smirked at him, crawling on top of the boy. "Are you offering?"

Luna and Draco exchanged a look, flushing.

Neville grinned at Harry, sliding his hands down to his bum. "I'm always…up for it."

Harry flushed, glancing towards the blondes. "Well, I'll just have to-" He frowned, sitting up. "Did you guys hear that?"

The others frowned, listening. There was another scream.

Harry got off of Neville, drawing his wand. The other did the same. Sirius and Remus were looking frantic. "Harry, you and the others will go to the woods, okay? There's some people making trouble."

There ended up being some crazy maniacs running about, cursing the muggles and burning people's tents. Someone had even sent up a dark mark. After that, they left, not wanting to deal with that sort. Harry got really frightened, and wondered if Voldemort was going to come back sooner than he had thought.

The last few weeks at Grimmauld Place were quiet. Sirius was going back and forth between the Ministry and Hogwarts Board meetings, and was often gone. Remus holed himself up in his room a lot, still upset about losing his job. Harry did know that the man was writing, because he could hear the typewriter clacking away.

He just didn't know what the man was writing. Harry speculated it could have been something about the secret life of werewolves, or perhaps an expose on the corrupt Ministry.

Because of this, and because all of his friends were busy, Harry had a lot of time to himself. He read all of his school books, and had long since finished his summer homework. He worked on his animagus form, practiced on his guitar, sang a bit, fiddled with the omniculars, and worked on his rune/conjuration theory.

It wasn't until the last few days before term started that Harry figured out what Remus was working on. He had slipped into the man's room while Remus was taking a shower. Harry made a face at the unmade bed, and the bottles of whiskey that sat on the desk. Harry glanced to the door, and tip-toed to the typewriter, and glanced to the page.

He gasped, covering his mouth with hand, trying to keep his laughter from ringing out in the room. It was one of those bodice-ripper stories, like the ones that his Aunt Petunia used to read!

He ran back to his room, giggling all the way. That night, Remus sat across from him at the table from dinner. Harry couldn't stop giggling every time he looked Remus' way.

Sirius looked up at him from his plate. "What's up Harry?"

Harry giggled again. "Nothing, it's nothing."

Remus looked at him oddly, frowning. "What?"

Harry went red. "Alright, fine! I wanted to see what you were writing, and I had to go see!"

Sirius started laughing. "I'm not the only one, then! What did you see, Harry?"

Harry glanced at Sirius, a bit confused.

Sirius explained. "Remmy has been working on that old novel for ages. He's charmed it to look different for anyone who peeks. Once, I got a pranking manual, the next, a cookbook, another time I got a boring old thing…"

Harry blushed. "Well…I got one of those bodice-ripper novels, like my Aunt used to read."

Remus started laughing, and so did Sirius.

They were there to say goodbye to Harry at the station. There was a large space around Remus, and people were looking at him warily. Harry ignored that, and hugged them both goodbye.

"You better write, Harry." Remus murmured, hugging him tightly. "Don't get too caught up in things."

Harry nodded, and hugged Sirius. "We'll see you, pup. Try to stay out of trouble, okay?"

Harry nodded again, and saw Luna and her Father arrive. The man shook hands with both of them, and Luna hugged them too.

"Ready Harry?"

"Always, Lu." Harry said with a grin.

Luna grinned back at him, and then waved at Draco, who had arrived with his Father. Draco looked their way, but didn't wave back. His Father had grabbed his arm, preventing the boy from coming any closer to them.

The small group watched as the man talked to his son intently. Narcissa was nowhere to be seen. Harry frowned at this, watching the two Malfoys. Draco nodded slightly, giving them one last glance before getting on the train.

Harry looked at Luna, and she was frowning slightly. She looked thoughtful, and gave her Father a hug. "Goodbye Daddy. I'll write soon."

"Goodbye Pumpkin."

The whistle rang for the train, and all the students began to board. Harry looked around, and saw Neville running towards them, out of breath, dragging his things behind him.

"Come on!" He gasped.

They got onto the train, lugging their stuff into their compartment. Draco was already there, standing at the window, his back to them.

"Draco!" Luna called out, and dropped her things, glomping the boy. Draco stiffened in her embrace, but held her back. They did this for a long moment, Draco burying his face in her neck.

Luna glanced at Harry and Neville. "Draco?"

Draco started to cry, his muffled sobs buried in her neck.

"Draco, what's wrong?" Harry whispered worriedly.

Draco pulled away from Luna, wiping his tears away, still sniffling. "Father threatened to disown me if I didn't follow his Orders."

The others sat, shocked.

"But you're his only son! He can't do that!" Luna exclaimed.

Draco looked down at his lap. "He can. My Mum's pregnant."

Luna gasped. "That's why she wasn't here today?" They felt the train start to move under their feet.

There was a knock at their compartment door. They ignored it. It became quite persistent. Neville frowned, and opened it, blinking down at Hermione Granger, and the Weasleys.

"Sorry. You can come in later, but we're having a private conversation." And he shut the door in their faces.

Luna raised a brow at him. "That was a bit rude."

Neville shrugged, and sat back down, looking at Draco.

Draco sighed. "She was barely able to carry me to term. Father insisted that she have another baby, 'just in case', he said."

"But…what about your Mother?" Luna asked.

Draco buried his face in his hands. "She doesn't have any say. Apparently it was in their marriage contract. Stupid, fucking….asshole! I hate him!"

"So…what's going to happen?" Harry finally asked. "Is he still wanting you to distance yourself from us?"

Draco nodded, looking at them sadly. "I can't believe this is happening….I don't have a choice. I mean, if I am disowned, Father is going to force her to carry that baby to term, no matter if it or Mum will be healthy or not."

Luna hugged him tightly. "It's okay Draco. We understand."

Draco sighed, bowing his head. "I'm so sorry Lu."

Luna ran a hand through his hair, smiling at him gently. "Hey…you can still distance yourself publicly- but you can meet with us privately. We have our spot in the forest, and the Chamber."

"The Ball…." Draco croaked. "For this…stupid Triwizard thing…"

Luna stared at him sadly, realizing she wouldn't be able to go with Draco. She looked at Harry and Neville. Neville frowned. "Well…we could just skip it. We could have our own dance, just privately."

Luna sighed, nodding slowly, looking at Draco. "See? You'll still get to dance with me. Who's He making you go with?"

Draco groaned. "I don't know. He keeps pressuring me to go with that cow Parkinson, but I refuse to go with her." He sighed. "Daphne wouldn't be too bad, though. I know for a fact she wouldn't throw herself at me like Parkinson would."

Harry and Neville made a face, and Luna frowned. "I guess you should get going then." She paused. "We can't just start avoiding each other, though. Your Father would know something was up."

Harry looked thoughtful. "We could stage an argument."

Neville nodded. "Yeah. And everyone knows how stubborn you can be…we'll have to take Luna's side in whatever you say, though- since you have to distance yourself from all of us…will you be okay with this, Draco?"

Draco nodded slowly, and kissed Luna gently. "I'm sorry about this. I just…"

"Shh, it's okay." She sighed, kissing him back. "We need to figure out how you can slip away without anyone noticing, okay?"

Draco nodded. "I can still go to the Clubs and stuff, so I can…just take a bit more time coming from those things."

Luna nodded. "So, what is our fight going to be about?"

Draco looked stricken. "Well, it has to be bad enough that we would break up, and that Harry and Neville would take your side."

Luna looked thoughtful. "Daphne…how trustworthy is she?"

"She's from a neutral family. I know she's never given me any flack for being friends with you guys. I've known her since we were little, and she always spends time with Susan Bones…" He shrugged. "She's not really close to the other Slytherins."

Luna nodded slowly. "Alright. Talk to her about the situation. If she agrees to it, we can stage an argument about how you spent time with her in her compartment, and not with us- I can accuse you of ch-cheating, and you can accuse me of being too clingy."

The boys stared at her, and Draco hugged her tightly. "Okay…I'll go." He stood, setting his jaw. He bowed his head. "I'll see you guys later."

He opened the door, shoving Weasley aside. "Out of my way, Weasel!" He growled, and walked out of the compartment. Ron, Hermione, and Ginny stared at the blonde, and looked back at the others.

"What's his problem?" Ron groused, rubbing his shoulder.

Harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. Luna sniffled, looking out the window.

Neville sighed. "Something stupid. He's just being an idiot."

Harry looked down at his lap, fidgeting. He was a terrible liar, and he knew it. But he was just going to have to do his best.

Hermione spoke up. "So…everyone looking forward to classes?"

Luna nodded. "I've been pushed up a year, so I'll be in classes with you guys now."

Hermione gaped at her. "I didn't know they did that!"

Luna just smiled, and looked sadly out the window again. Harry thought she pulled it off quite well- that look. It sort of unnerved him how good of an actress she could be.

"You and Draco were going out, weren't you?" Hermione asked hesitantly.

Luna sniffled, looking down at her lap. "We…are…I guess. We've been having a bit of trouble, though."

Ginny shook her head, frowning. "What did he do?"

Ron rolled his eyes, glancing at Harry and Neville, as if to say that this whole conversation was silly, but Harry and Neville looked just as upset as Luna did.

Luna sniffled, fiddling with the hem of her skirt. "Well…he hardly wrote this summer. We saw him at the World Cup, but…not much." She sighed. "I'm just worried, that's all. And now he's going to sit with his other friends."

"Slytherins." Ron grunted, telling the others what he thought of them by the tone in his voice. Hermione smacked his arm halfheartedly.

"I'm sorry Luna. Maybe he just needs some space."

Luna hiccuped. "Maybe. I…just like him so much, you know?"

Hermione glanced at Harry and Neville. "Well, you still have Harry and Neville, and us, right?"

Luna glanced at the girl, startled. She hadn't realized that Hermione would be so nice about it. She glanced at Ginny, who was looking at her speculatively. She knew the red head still had a crush on Harry (who didn't?), and was a bit resentful of Luna's friendship with Harry.

Luna looked at her lap, and Harry slid over, putting his arms around her shoulders. "It'll be okay, Lu."

Neville nodded, getting up, and going to her other side. "Yeah, it will fine. You know Draco, he'll just bounce back."

Luna nodded, sighing as she leant into the taller boy. "I hope you're right."

Hermione stared at them speculatively for a moment. "Well…do you guys want us to stay here?"

Ron frowned, nudging her. He wanted to sit with Seamus and Dean for at least a little while.

"No, that's okay." Luna said, giving the brown haired girl a small smile.

Hermione nodded, and the three Gryffindors left the compartment.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief when they were gone. "I'm terrible at lying…just so you guys know."

"It's a good thing I'm good at it." Luna said flatly, looking out the window again.

Neville took her hand. "Hey, everything will be alright. You'll see."

The compartment door opened, the person not even knocking. Susan Bones came in, looking terribly upset. She stared at them, and closed the door behind her.

"Draco came into our compartment." She paused, biting her lip. "Daph and I will help with your plan. Daph has always thought Malfoy Sr. was an idiot."

She sighed, flopping down into the seat across from them.

Luna stared at her. "Why…why are you helping us?"

Susan looked down. "Well…" She glanced at Harry and Neville. "Daphne and Draco have decided that they're 'going out'. That will give Draco time to get away from the Slytherin common room, and Daphne too. It will be a good cover." She stared down at her lap.

"Um…and a lot of people know that Daphne and I hang out together…it would seem more plausible that I distance myself from her as well once he starts going with her." She bit her lip, looking sad. "So…when you guys hang out with Draco, Daph and I will be there too- so technically they aren't lying to their housemates." She let out an explosive sigh. "Slytherins!"

Luna and Harry exchanged a look, and Neville stared at the small red head. "You and Daphne are okay with this? Does she even like Draco? Could she make it believable?"

Susan shifted uncomfortably. "She doesn't like guys." She glanced at Luna. "Don't worry, nothing will happen between them."

Luna stared at the girl. "You two…"

Susan paled. "I…no one knows." She whispered, glancing to the door. "Her parents would be terribly upset. My Aunt would probably care less, but we haven't told anyone." She bowed her head.

Harry spoke up, a bit confused. "I thought the wizarding world accepted gay people?"

Neville shook his head. "Gay men, yes, because we're able to continue our lines- continue the family name- and conceive naturally." He glanced at Susan. "But Lesbians, on the other hand, that's another story. They can't carry on the names, even if they do concieve."

Susan stared at Harry, and then at Neville. "Daph…Daph always thought there was something between you two, but she wasn't sure, because of…" Her eyes darted to Luna.

Luna giggled. "Oh, they are together."

Harry blushed, and Neville rolled his eyes at the blonde.

"Oh." Susan said, trying to take that in. She sat there for a moment. "So…they said there's going to be a argument staged outside the carriages- that way everyone will see. Are you guys…ready for that?"

Luna looked down. "Dunno."

Harry stepped off the train, helping Luna down. They approached the carriages, Susan and Neville behind them. Luna saw Draco and Daphne talking together quietly, and stiffened visibly, stopping in her spot. Several students nearby glanced her way, and looked over to see Draco and Daphne.

People started whispering as Draco took Daphne's hand. Daphne was a rather pretty girl, with glossy chestnut hair that fell about her shoulders, and was just slightly shorter than Draco.

She glanced their way, and nodded slightly at Luna.

Luna took that as a signal, and approached them. Some of the students circled around them, staring and gawking, waiting for a fight or…something.

"Draco?" Luna asked hesitantly.

Draco looked at her, and straightened his shoulders. "Luna." He said coldly.

Luna looked down at their joined hands. "So…I see you moved on." She said tightly.

Draco's jaw clenched. "Yes. You know Daphne."

People started whispering at this.

"How could you do this, Draco?" Neville finally said, putting a hand on Luna's shoulder. "How could you just drop her like this!"

Draco tilted his chin up slightly. "I'm moving on to better things." He looked dismissively at Luna. "You were fun, for a while."

The girl backed up slightly, feeling torn apart. Neville squeezed her shoulder.

Harry saw red, for real, and leapt forward, grabbing the boy by the front of the robes.

"Take it back!" He yelled, making some of the students nearby flinch. It was rare to see Harry Potter angry, but when he was, it was best to stay far, far away.

Draco just sneered at him. "I knew you'd take her side."

Harry let go of him, and looked at Daphne. "I hope you're happy with him." He growled, and walked away, taking Luna with him.

Susan stared at Daphne sadly, and turned, following the others. Daphne and Draco went into a carriage by themselves, while the others went into another carriage- whispers following in their wake.

Luna burst into tears once they were alone, riding towards the school. Neville rocked her in his arms, shushing her quietly. "It's okay, everything will be fine…you know it's not real…"

"It feels like it." The girl sobbed, holding onto the other boy.

Harry sat next to Susan, staring at them sad, feeling angry, and upset, and wanting to just… he stared at the grounds as they passed.

"Harry…it will be okay…right?" Susan asked hesitantly.

Harry just stared outside a bit more. "I hope so." He murmured.

By the time everyone had gotten to the Great Hall, half the school had heard about Draco and Luna's 'breakup', and subsequent fight between Draco and Harry. No one believed otherwise, and were staring at the four one-time friends, pointing and whispering.

Harry glanced up at the Professor's table, to see that Moody hadn't arrived yet. He sighed, nudging his fork slightly next to his plate, lining it up to the napkin. He glanced at Luna, who was looking awfully morose.

Harry squeezed her shoulder. "Hey…everything will be okay." Harry whispered.

Luna nodded slowly, and they were both aware of the stares directed at them- so Harry took his hand away slowly, and brought it to his lap.

The Headmaster stood after they'd all had their dinner, smiling pleasantly at all the students. Moody had arrived just before the sorting began, with a sort of 'Grand Entrance'- there was no mistaking that was Mad Eye Moody.

"I would like to make a few announcements before all of you are sent off to bed…" He paused, looking over the students. "We have a new Defense Professor, Alastor Moody!"

Many people clapped politely at this, some of the Ministry kids looking at the man warily, no doubt knowing some of the stories about him.

"Also, this year, we will be canceling quidditch-" Many groans filled the hall at this.

"Because this year, we are hosting the Triwizard Tournament!" Many cheers rang out, although some of the Quidditch players still looked a bit disgruntled.

"Students from Beaubaxtons and Durmstrang will be arriving at the end of October, and will be staying here at the school for the remainder of the Tournament." More clapping at this.

"Also, there are a few social activities planned, get togethers for the students to mingle. Make sure to look out for those in the coming months, they will be posted on your bulletin boards. Filch has added to his list of banned objects, which include some of the newer Popular Potter Pens, so I do hope you will be getting rid of some of those-" There were groans at this, and Harry gaped at the Headmaster, glancing to the twins, who didn't look fazed at all. Well, the twins did have a way of getting contraband items into the school, after all.

"Now that we are all fed and watered, I bid you all goodnight!"

Harry walked back to the Ravenclaw dorms stormily, hands shoved into his pockets. Luna wasn't bothering to come back to the dorms, she had gone straight to the Clearing to wait for Draco. Harry had to grab a few things from his trunk first, though, and then he'd leave.

He sighed, entering the common room. There were a lot of students there, and it looked as though the first years had just finished their meeting with Flitwick. The Professor glanced Harry's way, and mouthed 'where's Luna?'

Harry just shook his head, mouthing back 'Forest'. Flitiwck nodded, and left the common room.

"Where's Lovegood?" Cho asked, backed by her posse of giggly friends.

Harry sighed. "Not feeling up to socializing tonight. I'm just going to grab a few things, now, excuse me…"

"So, it true? She and Malfoy broke up?" Cho asked.

Harry turned slightly on the bottom step of the stairs, looking at her. "Yeah. It's true. Please…don't ask her a lot of questions about it when she gets back."

He went up the stairs, sighing as he went, and entered his dorm room. Anthony and Terry were unpacking their things.

"Hey Harry." Terry said absently, stacking his books on his desk.

"Is it true? Lovegood and Malfoy broke up?" Anthony asked.

Harry just blinked at him, and went to his trunk. "Yeah." He opened his trunk, taking out some robes, hiding his invisibility cloak between them. He went to the bathroom, and changed to his nightshirt and sleeping robe, and hid his robes in the invisibility cloak. He pulled on his slippers, and walked back out, subtly hiding the robes and invisibility cloak in one arm.

"I'm going to go for a walk.." He murmured, and left the dorm before they could ask any questions. Of course, they never waited up for him- which was good, because he wasn't planning on coming back to the dorm tonight.

He walked down to the entrance hall, running into Neville on the way, who was leading Susan.

"Where's Luna?" Neville asked.

"Already there. Draco's probably on his way there now. Come on."

The three of them quietly made their way to the entrance hall. "Where are we going?" Susan finally asked.

"The Forest. Luna is waiting for Draco there. Daphne will be with him." Harry murmured as the three of them went outside.

"But…isn't the forest dangerous?" Susan asked, scared.

Harry laughed. "No. Not for us." He whistled as they approached Hagrid's hut. Persephone trotted out, and Susan gasped appreciatively.

"This is Persephone. Neville, could you?"

Neville nodded, and helped the girl up on the Pegasus, while Harry whistled for a threstral. The three of them flew over the forest, which was an unnerving experience for Susan, who had never flown in the dark before.

They landed in the clearing, where Luna and Draco were talking quietly beneath 'their' tree, and Daphne was on the bank of the pond, pacing.

She looked up as she saw them arrive, and gawked at the Pegasus. Nevlle helped Susan off, and the little red head ran to the other girl.

Harry hopped off of the threstral, and took Neville by the hand. Persephone went over to graze at some of the grass. He looked over to see Draco and Luna hugging now, still whispering to each other. Neville squeezed his hand, and their eyes met.

Daphne and Susan walked over to them, Daphne's eyes falling to their joined hands. "I knew it!" She smiled at Harry, shaking her head. "You are too much of a priss to be straight."

Harry gawked at her, putting his hands on his hips. "I'm not a priss!"

Neville laughed, wrapping his arm around Harry's waist. "You are…just a little, sometimes. I think it's cute."

Harry made a face at the boy, and looked back at Daphne. The girl tilted her head slightly, looking at the two of them. "So…Sue told you?"

Harry nodded, glancing at Susan. Susan stepped a bit closer to Daphne.

Daphne sighed. "I guess I don't have to tell you guys to keep this a secret."

Neville's hand went to Harry's shoulder. "No, it's alright. We…we've been together for over a year now, and no one has found out yet."

Daphne snorted. "There are plenty of rumors, though."

Harry colored. "Really?"

Susan nodded. "Oh yes, there's a rumor that you and Neville are going out, and then there's the rumors you and Luna are somehow involved- the Hufflepuffs were already speculating that you two would get together officially now that she isn't with Draco any more."

Harry stared at the red head, and glanced at Neville. Neville frowned, and wrapped his other arm around Harry's waist, holding him possessively. "Well, they're wrong."

Harry smiled up at the boy, and kissed him on the cheek. "I love it when you get like that- so Gryffindor!"

Susan giggled, and Daphne rolled her eyes. The four of them went over to sit next to Draco and Luna, who were calmed down now. Luna was sitting across his lap, playing with the collar on his robes.

The girls sat on one side of them, and Harry and Neville sat on the other. "So you guys just hang out here?" Daphne finally asked, looking around.

Luna nodded. "Yep. We have spent a lot of time here. Harry, did you bring your flute?"

Harry smiled, taking the divergent flute out of his pocket. "Yep. What would you like to hear?"

Luna sighed, burrowing into Draco a bit more. "Nothing in particular."

Harry laughed, and began to play a mindless tune. The group got lost in it for a bit, Daphne and Susan started to hold hands.

"That's really pretty. Daphne told me you guys sometimes played at the Ravenclaw-Slytherin socials."

Harry nodded, lowering his flute. "Haven't done it in ages, though."

Things were awkward for a moment. Harry was so used to it just being Neville, Luna, and Draco, and now these two girls were here.

Neville cleared his throat, taking Harry by the hand. "Now, if you will excuse us for a moment…" He dragged a blushing Harry to stand, and Luna giggled.

"Hey, you still have to teach me how to-"

"Luna, not now!" Harry hissed as he was pulled to his and Neville's 'spot', the rocks. They went slightly lower, where it went up at an angle, so the girls wouldn't be able to see them.

Harry sighed as he curled up next to Neville. "This is going to cause so many problems, I just know it."

"I know. What choice do we have?"

"I want to write Draco's mum."

Neville shook his head, kissing Harry's temple. "There's a way of interfering with mail. I bet Draco's Father would do it, too." He rubbed up and down Harry's back, frowning slightly at the lump in Harry's pocket.

"Oh, I brought a change of clothes, and my invisibility cloak. I thought it might make things easier for Draco and Daphne to slip out of Slytherin territory."

Neville shook his head. "You're going to let them borrow your cloak? Are you sure that's a good idea?"

Harry glared at him half heartedly. "I trust Draco."

Neville sighed, holding onto him tighter. "I know you do." He kissed Harry deeply.

Harry wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, shifting slightly against the boy. He pulled away, eyes dark. "Chamber tonight?"

Neville nodded, kissing his cheekbone, his hands sliding down Harry's back.

"I really don't want to go back to the dorms…I wish we didn't have to stay there." He breathed. "We could just move into the Chamber."

Harry laughed. "I wish! I don't think Flitwick or McGonagall would be too happy about that, though."

"I guess we'll just have to settle for visiting once in a while."

Each couple had their bit of private time for a while, and they reconvened under the tree. Harry handed over his cloak to Draco. "You guys can use that to slip out of the Slytherin dorms. Please, please don't lose it, or let it get-"

"It's okay Harry." Draco said quietly, looking at it rapturously. "I can't believe you're lending me this."

Daphne stared at the cloak. "That's an invisibility cloak, isn't it?"

Harry nodded. "My Father's."

Draco stared at the cloak, putting it over his arm. "It doesn't even look like any of the charms have worn off…this is in really good shape!"

Luna stared intently at the cloak, peering at it closely. She frowned slightly at it, and then glanced at Harry.

She shook her head, her eyes flicking up to the tree above them. For a moment, she saw a soft yellow glow, and then it was gone.

"What was that?" She whispered.

The rest of them looked up.

"What did you see?" Harry asked, peering up into the leaves.

"I…I thought I saw something." Luna started.

Neville stood, getting a closer look at the tree. "What did it look like?"

Luna shook her head. "Something was glowing, something small. Maybe it was nothing."

Harry stared up at the leaves, biting his lip. His first thought was it could have been a fairy…but that was ridiculous.

"Come on, we should be getting back." He pulled out his flute. "You guys follow me, Daphne and Susan, stay close, and don't deviate from the path. I don't know how the others will react to you being here."

Susan squeaked as they started into the forest. "Co-couldn't we just fly above the trees like we did earlier?"

"It's easier this way. We'd have to call some threstrals, and I don't know if you guys can see them." Harry said.

Daphne shook her head. "I can't."

"Me either." Susan said with a small voice.

Harry began to play his flute, and the group slowly made their way through the forest. They followed the path, carefully, for it was dark. They made it to the edge, where Harry kept playing until the girls went out first, then the others. He looked down slightly, and could barely make out some unfamiliar pale yellow flowers all around the base of a tree, creeping up the bark.

He lowered his flute, staring at the flowers.

"Come on Harry, we should get going." Luna whispered.

Harry stared at the flowers intently, and saw them move barely, as if the wind was blowing through them. He blinked, and they were still again. He shook his head, and took Neville by the hand, and they headed back to the castle.

Draco and Daphne went back to the Slytherin dorms, while Susan and Luna went to Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

Harry and Neville snuck down to the Chamber. Neville peeled off his school robes, while Harry put his school robes for the following day on the desk chair. He sighed, glancing at the books that laid about, just where they had left them at the end of term last year.

He smiled as he felt Neville wrap his arms around his middle.

"Hey."

Neville kissed his neck. "Come on, let's get to bed."


In the coming week, the students were busy settling into the routine of classes and such. The castle was getting ready for its visitors- the armor getting cleaned, the tapestries were aired out, the house elves were making sure every window and floor gleamed.

Harry could feel excitement in the air about the coming Tournament. At the school and in the Forest. The Forest felt differently than usual, instead of the usual peace and contentment he felt, he felt anticipation, and something else…

Having Luna in their year was a godsend. He had never had a class with her before, and it was quite fun. The two of them kept to themselves in the back of every class, dutifully taking notes and completing assignments, but also exchanged notes and doodles quite a bit. Draco, of course, would sit with neither of them in class, nor would he speak to them.

It was better to do it this way, than the petty arguments that accompanied most breakups in their year. What they did not expect, however, was Hermione Granger popping up at the most unexpected times, always checking up on Luna and everything, to see how she was faring. She was the only girl that did so- most girls did not like Luna, since she was sort of seen as a threat- as Harry's closest female friend.

Most students talked about who might become the Hogwarts Champion. Harry had heard that Cedric Diggory was thinking of putting his name in. The twins, of course, wanted to have their try at it; despite the age limits- they only missed it by a few months.

Luna and Neville helped Harry learn a bit of rudimentary French, to prepare for the arrival of the Beaubaxton students. Harry decided to drop the Astronomy club, and only went for Herbology and Runes Club. Luna dropped Runes, and stuck with Astronomy and Potions, which met on Wednesdays.

Neville had only ever attended Herbology club meetings, and he would just stick to that, because he said he got enough of everything else in class. The reason for the schedule changes were because of several reasons. Their extra curriculars were becoming numerous, and they knew their classes were only going to get harder. If they split up, they would still know what happened in the club meetings- and they would save time.

Draco, of course, still went for Potions club, and only stuck to that – ignoring Luna completely in favor of his Slytherin friends at the meetings.

All four of them were still training, focusing on defense and dueling. This was usually in the evenings, after curfew, in the outer Chamber. Mrytle would often watch them, and yell out suggestions. Afterwards, they would wind down by playing some music.

Flitwick changed his magical theory lessons for the four of them on Sunday mornings, before breakfast, so no one would notice them gone. They still visited Hagrid regularly, with the exception of Draco.

It wasn't until the fourth time that they visited that Hagrid had said something about Draco not being there.

"So, how are you doin' in that astronomy chart of yours Luna?" Hagrid said goodnaturedly.

Luna smiled, sipping her tea. "Very good, it's turning out quite well. I've got much more to do, of course, but it looks very nice."

Hagrid smiled, pouring himself some more tea in his mug. He glanced at Harry, who was spinning flobberworm silk intently in the corner. "So, how you doin' in class?"

"Fine Hagrid. You know us, we always do pretty well."

Hagrid laughed. "So…where's Draco? Haven't seen him in a while."

Neville coughed. "Oh…well, he and Luna broke up."

Hagrid blinked, and looked at Luna. "You two were together?"

Luna sighed at their oblivious friend. "Yeah, Hagrid. For a while."

Hagrid scowled at his teacup. "Did that little brat hurt you? 'Cause if he did, I'm gonna-"

"No Hagrid!" Neville yelled. "No, it's fine."

Luna blushed. "We just…sort of grew apart. It was bound to happen."

Hagrid was still frowning, and Harry glanced up from his work. "Hey…don't get mad at him, alright?"

Hagrid just shook his head, getting up from his humongous chair. "So, who you goin' to the Ball with, Luna?"

Luna stared at her teacup intently. "I don't know."

"We probably won't go." Neville said.

Hagrid looked surprised. "You gotta go! You won't have another chance at a yule ball like this- the Triwizard Tournament's been out for years- me and Flitwick are going to decorate the Great Hall, you won't want to miss it!"

Luna shifted in her seat. "Well…I don't want to go alone."

Hagrid glanced at Harry and Neville, and gave them a Look.

Harry and Neville glanced at each other helplessly. Harry finally spoke up. "Well, we can't both take her, people would say things." He said meekly.

Hagrid rolled his eyes, giving up. "Alright, fine." He sat back in his chair with a dangerous creak, grabbing a formless block of wood.

"So, what'cha going to use that flobberworm silk for Harry?"

Harry smiled. "Secret."

Luna pouted at him. "Come on, you can tell us…"

Harry shook his head, still grinning. "Nope, not gonna tell."

Neville spoke up, brow raised. "Last time you didn't tell us something, you ended up getting in trouble."

Harry blushed. "It's not something like that, silly." He mumbled, continuing his spinning.


Harry was walking through the forest, alone. It was the last good weather day of the year, just before it started getting cold. Next week, the students from the other schools would be arriving, and Harry knew that things would get hectic.

He hummed softly, sliding his hands in the pockets of his robes. He smiled, looking up at the slowly coloring leaves, and was reminded of a poem as he saw some vines crawling over the branches of a tree.

"Have you seem at autumn time,

Fairy Folk adorning

All the hedge with necklaces,

Early in the morning?

Green beads and red beads

Threaded on a vine:

Is there any handiwork prettier than mine?"

He stared up at the vines and branches of the tree dreamily, still humming, glancing down slightly as the sun caught in his eyes. He glanced back up at the vines, and his eyes widened as he saw…something slowly emerging from a leaf- uncurling the leaf like a cocoon.

He barely held in his gasp as he saw a small glow- he crept closer. The tiny figure yawned, as if just coming from a long sleep. Harry swallowed, moving ever stealthily closer, heart beating rapidly. He could barely make out the tiny wings on its back, it looked as though it was just a child, dark red hair just a patch on its head.

He then turned his head at Harry, and blinked up at him. The tiny glowing figure tilted his head, and blew a raspberry at Harry, zooming out of sight behind some nearby bushes.

Harry stood there for one moment in shock. He glanced around the forest, wondering if the fairies had been there all along, and just now noticing them…or if…if he had caused that fairy to appear.

Had he?

He swallowed, and continued to walk, peering into some of the plants as he passed them. "Hello?" He whispered with a shaky breath.

Nothing answered him.

He swallowed a bit; approaching the edge of the forest was, still looking around some more. He then noticed a patch of bright yellow flowers that hadn't been there last year. He had seen it for a moment, at the start of the year, but that was his only memory of it. And he knew where almost all of the plants in the Forest were, with the help of the Chart they had made Hagrid they year before.

He crept towards the flowers, peering at them intently. "Hello?"

Of course, nothing answered.

He sighed, shaking his head. Maybe he had just been seeing things? He peered at the flowers once more, hoping that he wasn't crazy.

He knelt in front of them, staring at them avidly, and whispered to it. "Greater Celedine…can you hear me?"

The flowers stood still- too still, as if waiting for something to happen.

Harry bit his lip. "I must be out of my mind." He whispered to himself, and stood. He looked down at the flowers carefully. "Celedine, you best not be playing tricks on me."

Then, from behind a blossom, he saw a tiny head poking out. It looked like a dark haired girl, with long curls. Harry's eyes widened, and knelt before it again, watching the dark haired thing giggle.

"Celedine?" He breathed.

The fairy giggled again, and slowly floated out from behind the blossom. She landed on a leaf, and curtseyed to Harry, and held a hand to her mouth, giggling a bit more. She wore a slip made of the flower blossom, but nothing else.

Harry smiled. "There, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

The little thing glanced over Harry's shoulder, and Harry looked that way to see nothing there. Harry looked back, and the fairy was gone. Harry rolled his eyes.

"Tricky thing."

He sighed, getting up, and continued to walk out of the forest, wondering what he should do. Flitwick had told him all the fairies had left…right?

He walked back to the castle, frowning slightly. It wasn't just a trick of the eyes…his mind wouldn't make that up. He definitely saw a fairy, a live fairy, a Greater Celedine- a precocious little thing, too.

He walked in the entrance hall, lost in thought. He sort of remembered singing that poem last year with Luna, in the forest…and now that Fairy was there. And that other fairy, the one that just climbed out of the vines when he sang that other one- was he causing them to come back?

He stopped in the middle of the hallway, thoughts racing. If he had caused those to come back, could he cause the other fairies to come back too? He walked to Flitwick's office. It was a Thursday afternoon, the man should have just had his last class of the day.

Harry knocked on Flitwick's door.

"Come in!" Flitwick chirped.

Harry came in to see Flitwick grading papers, piles of it was on his desk- some of tipped precariously over the diminutive professor.

"Harry, what brings you to my office?" Flitwick asked, motioning to the chair.

Harry sat and glanced at the door. "Could you…um…raise those wards?"

Flitiwick's smile faded, and with a few flicks, Harry could feel the wards raising, a buzzing tingling sound that traveled over his skin.

Flitwick set his pen down.

Harry spoke softly, clasping his hands together. "I was in the forest this afternoon. I…saw something today…and I'm not sure what to make of it." He bit his lip. "I saw a Fairy."

Flitwick stared at him. "A Fairy? But one hasn't been seen in…quite some time. Are you sure?"

Harry shifted in his seat. "Yes…she even curtseyed to me. She kept giggling, and then flew off." He paused. "And there was another one, before that. I…I was singing one of the poems…in that book you gave me."

Flitwick's eyebrows rose, and he leant back in his chair. "And?"

Harry bit his lip. "I…I was singing about the White Bryony Fairy. I had seen some of its vines in the forest, and I had been reminded of it. And…after I sang it…I saw a fairy come out of one of it's leaves….like it had been sleeping."

Harry glanced at his Professor.

Flitiwick looked deep in thought. He hopped off of his stool, and seemed to search through his desk. Harry sat for a moment, listening to the professor open and close drawers noisily, mumbling to himself.

"Ah, here it is!"

The man closed a drawer, and came around from the desk. He held a small ceramic cup in his hands, but the outside of the cup was covered in runes.

"This is a pensieve. Albeit, a very small pensieve, but it is enough for one or two memories. Are you aware of how a pensieve works?"

Harry nodded, staring at the small cup. "I just think of a memory, and put my wand to my head, visualizing it coming out…right?"

Flitwick nodded, looking quite pleased.

"I would like for you to think about what happened today."

At Harry's look, he explained. "I do believe you, Harry. I will give the memories back to you immediately. I would just like to see how the Fairies came about, and how they interacted with you."

Harry nodded, and thought deeply about what had happened that afternoon.

They came back out some minutes later, and Flitwick looked quite excited. "Well, that was certainly interesting! No illusions there, or any tricks, I'm fairly certain that it was a real fairy!" He beamed at Harry.

Harry stared at him. "But…how? How is it possible?"

Flitwick looked thoughtful. "Well, as it is going to be too cold to call the Fairies forth, I suggest to wait until the spring. In the meantime, we can look up all the folklore that exists."

The students arrived at the end of October. It was a bit chilly out, and all of the Hogwarts students stood at the edge of the lake, wrapped up, looking around expectantly. Harry wasn't sure about how the students would be arriving.

Finally, Harry saw something in the sky, something quite far away. The students pointed to it as it neared, and Harry saw a humungous carriage being led by six Pegasi, much larger than Harry's own. The carriage was decorated in pale blues and golds, and looked quite French. This was Beaubaxtons, obviously.

A boy came out of the carriage and lowered the steps from the carriage door, letting out an extremely large woman. Dumbledore greeted her, and he could see Hagrid fumbling at his side, blushing at the woman.

Luna nudged Harry, giggling, and Neville slipped his hand into Harry's, unseen, in the crowd. Thirty students came out of the carriage- for it was obvious there were expansion charms on it now. All of them were dressed in blue- a pale satiny blue for the girls, and darker blue for the boys. All of them seemed rather cold in the autumn weather.

He could see an blonde haired girl standing off to the side, a smaller girl holding her hand- they looked to be sisters. None of the other students talked with them much, but Harry could see a number of Hogwarts boys looking at the blondes hungrily.

Half a moment later, the smaller blonde looked right at Harry. She blinked for a moment at him, and whispered up at her sister with a smile and a giggle.

The older blonde glanced Harry's way disinterestedly, and did a double take. Harry sighed internally, thinking there went his chances of the foreigners being blasé about him being the Boy Who Lived.

"Hey, look, there's something in the water." Neville whispered, making Harry look into the lake. The water started churning and bubbling, making Harry wonder if the Squid was going to be alright. A mast of a grand looking ship came out of the water, making many of the students ahh appreciatively at the show of magic.

The ship surfaced to the water, and dropped an anchor. Thirty students came on deck, and used row boats to come to the bank of the lake. They were led by a dark haired man with a long beard and a gaunt looking face. He, along with another boy, were dressed in fur coats, while the rest of the students wore heavy looking dark red robes.

Everyone settled into the Great Hall. The majority of the Durmstrang students sat with the Slytherins, while most of the Beaubaxtons sat with the Ravenclaws. All of the House tables had been enlarged, as had the Professors table to accommodate more people. Harry was startled to find the pretty blondes sitting right across from him and Luna.

Harry smiled hesitantly at them, and Dumbledore stood to make introductions. There was Ludo Bagman, and Barty Crouch Sr, from the Ministry. There was Madam Maxine, the large woman was the Headmistress of the French Academy.

Karkaroff was introduced as the Headmaster of Durmstrang, and the Goblet was revealed.

Harry stared up at it alongside the rest of the students, but unlike them, it was not in awe. He saw the runes lining the edges of it, and it scared him. It was a dangerous, powerful magical artifact, and no one seemed to notice this.

The Headmaster started the feast, and the food appeared on the tables. Along with their normal fare, there were a lot of foods Harry did not recognize. He did not know how they would fare with his diet, so he stuck to the foods he knew.

Luna smiled at the girls across from them. "Hi, I'm Luna Lovegood, and this is my best friend Harry Potter." She held out her hand.

The older girl shook it twice, and let go, smiling slightly at Luna. "Nice to meet you Miss Lovegood. You wrote Basilisks:Man-Made Kings, didn't you?" Luna's eyes widened at this. The girl glanced at Harry. "Mr. Potter." She put a hand on the smaller girl's shoulder.

"This is my little sister, Gabrielle, and I am Fleur Delacour."

"Nice to meet you Fleur." Luna chirped, glad to have met someone that had read her book. She glanced at Gabrielle. "You look a little young to be going to Beaubaxtons, I thought they started taking students at eleven?"

Gabrielle smiled. "I'm nine. Our Father and Mother are delegates at the ICW, and Fleur and I thought it would be better for us to be together than for me to be stuck at home alone."

Harry smiled at the older girl. "So, what year are you in, Fleur?"

Fleur spooned some soup into her bowl, and passed it to her sister. "I am in my last year at Beaubaxtons, however, we go on for one more year than Hogwarts students do." She said airily. Harry got the impression she was quite distant, maybe a bit of a snob.

He glanced to the rest of his housemates, and particularly the male ones, were drooling at her. He really didn't want to comment on it, and had decided not to say anything, but Luna spoke up instead.

"Are you part veela?" She chirped.

Harry nudged her as a cold look spread on the older girl's face. "Yes. Our Grandmother was a veela." Gabrielle shifted uncomfortably next to her sister.

Luna looked contrite. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I just thought you both had the coloring for it." She glanced at Harry, and then at the other male students around them. "Harry, you did not feel their pull?"

Harry blinked, confused. "What pull?"

Luna sighed, exasperated, and both of them missed the look of surprise on the French witches' faces.

"Most veela have a pull of attraction, and when they are as young as Fluer and Gabrielle are, they do not have much control over it- sometimes it can be dangerous-"

"Excuse me." Fleur said coldly, and made to get up, but Luna went on.

"No, not to anyone else, but for yourselves, I mean." She hastened to explain. She glared at some of the nearby boys, who dove into their food, still glancing their way.

Fleur's face looked like a stone, still, but Gabrielle was staring at the girl in shock.

"Most do not see it that way." Gabrielle admitted. "They think our kind are wonton slu-"

"Gabrielle! Where did you hear that language?" Fleur rebuked her sister sharply.

Gabrielle only blushed, looking down at her plate.

Harry cleared his throat. "So, what is your school like?"

After dinner, Harry introduced Neville to Fleur and Gabrielle, as all the students were separating to their dorms.

The Beaubaxton students were had their quarters on their carriage, as the Durmstrang students had theirs on the ship.

Fleur was busy talking with Luna about her travels in the entrance hall, while Neville was listening to them. Gabrielle kept glancing at Harry so often that made Harry feel a little uncomfortable.

Finally he just asked her. "Is there something on my face?"

The girl blushed. "No…" She looked down at her feet. "I have never seen a boy…like you before. Your kind."

Harry stared at her, then glanced to the others, who seemed to be immersed in the finer points of French beaches.

"What do you mean?" He whispered quietly.

Gabrielle bit her lip, pale blue eyes shining at him. "There is something special about you." She blushed. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

They were brought back to the present as Fleur put her arm around her sister's shoulder. "Good night."

"Good night!" The three of them called after the blondes, and watched them walk away.

Harry stared after the smaller one, lost in thought.

"Harry didn't feel the pull." Luna remarked candidly.

Neville shrugged. "Neither did I."

Luna looked thoughtful. "Did either of you feel it at the Match?"

Both boys shook their heads.

Luna giggled. "Perhaps it is because of the love you share."

Harry blushed immediately, and Neville shook his head. "Goodnight Luna."

She winked at the two of them, kissing their cheeks, and headed towards the Ravenclaw dorms.

Harry glanced at Neville. "So…"

"Come on." Neville murmured, glancing around as they headed towards the second floor.


Harry woke extremely early the next morning. He was comfortable, and didn't feel like moving, so he burrowed against Neville's side. The other boy was still asleep, breathing deeply.

Harry studied him. Neville's tan had slowly faded, but he still had a bit of color on his face, and the gold had not yet faded from his hair. He suspected it would be gone by the holidays, though. Harry smiled, kissing the boy's shoulder, sliding a hand down Neville's chest.

It was a bit hard to miss how the boy's muscles had developed, and how the hair on his arms…and everywhere else had gotten a bit darker. Harry stared for a moment dreamily, wondering if he was ever going to get like that. Part of him didn't want to, but another part of him wished he'd hit this growth spurt everyone was talking about.

Harry sighed, kissing Neville's collarbone. Maybe he wouldn't get that growth spurt. He barely had any hair below his eyebrows, and what he did, it was light and almost non existent. He was so sure Neville would make fun of him for it, but after last night…well, slowly, he was starting to believe…maybe he was attractive, or beautiful, as Neville said so often.

It was kind of hard to ignore those thoughts when you're told them every day. Harry nuzzled the boy's cheek with a smile, and he felt Neville wrap his arms around Harry's middle slowly.

"Kitten, what'cha doin'?"

Harry blushed, sort of regretting telling Neville about his future animagus form. "Um…waking you up?"

Neville chuckled, and Harry could feel the vibrations in the other boy's chest. "I could think of better ways of being woken up."

Harry smiled innocently at him, tilting his head. "And how's that?" He asked flirtatiously. Neville smiled, and rolled on top of Harry, pinning him onto the bed.


In the following week, classes went on- with a few notable exceptions. The foreign students dropped in every once in a while, but for the most part, took their classes in their quarters. They were often milling about the grounds, and Harry found it hard to not be followed by groups of girls – both Hogwarts students and the foreign students.

But he wasn't the only one. Victor Krum, the famed seeker, was a student in the Durmstrang contingent. The boy seemed very quiet, and usually tried to avoid the fans. Harry could identify with him, and smiled at him sometimes as they passed each other in the library.

Then it was time for the names to be called. Harry was sitting at the Ravenclaw table with his classmates. He had heard Cedric Diggory say that he had put his name in the Goblet, and was expecting the boy to become Hogwarts Champion.

The first name to come out of the Goblet was Fleur Delacour. The girl smiled distantly at the polite applause she got from the girls, and the hooting and the whistling from the boys. She stood, and went into the ante-chamber.

Afterwards, Victor Krum was called out. The boy looked as stoic as ever, and Karkaroff looked extremely pleased. Krum went to the ante-room. Cedric grinned bashfully as his name was called out, his fellow Hufflepuffs patting him on tbe back as he stood. His eyes caught Harry's and Harry smiled, giving him a thumb's up.

Cedric smiled slightly at him, and walked into the Chamber.

Then something happened that Harry had…not been happy with. Well…it was an understatement.

His name came out of the Goblet of Fire.

The entire hall went silent, and as one, the Ravenclaw table stared at him accusingly. Harry trembled in his seat. Luna squeezed his arm. "Go Harry. We'll talk later." She whispered.

Harry nodded shakily, glancing over to Neville, who looked as shocked as he felt. He stood, and walked to the back room, whispers building. He went in, feeling shaken as he saw the other Champions in the room.

They all glanced his way.

"What? Did they ask you to call us back out?" Cedric asked, looking nervous.

Krum was staring at him from his place by the fireplace. Fleur stared at him, a frown forming on her face.

"I…I…." tears formed in his eyes. "I…honestly don't know what happ-" The door slammed open.

"This cannot be possible! That artifact is centuries old, it could not have been tricked!"

Harry flinched, turning around. Dumbledore was storming into the room, the other Heads hot on his heels, Bagman, and Crouch.

"Harry Potter, did you put your name into the Goblet of fire?"

Harry shook his head. "I swear on my Magic I did not put my name into the fire!" He gasped, knowing that they knew if he was lying, he would have been dead just then.

The Champions gasped. "What is this?" Krum asked, looking confused.

"This…boy's name came out of the goblet! There is something tricky going on!" Madam Maxine thundered. "I have the mind to pull my students out of this-"

Crouch interrupted her. "No one can back out of this Tournament once they have entered- it is a legally binding contract. If they do back out, they will lose their magic, and their life."

Harry paled at this.

"How is this possible! He is just a little boy!" Fleur yelled, a fire in her eyes. Harry glared at her slightly. He wasn't that young!

Moody hobbled into the room. "I say it was confounded, the Goblet, that is."

Dumbledore looked at Moody. "It is an extremely old artifact Alastor, no student could have done this…"

Moody nodded. "Right, no student- there's a number of ways to get around that." The man said, looking at Harry.

Harry shook his head in disbelief, looking at Crouch. "There is no way for me to get out of it? I don't want to compete!"

Crouch shook his head. "I'm afraid not."

Harry bowed his head, shaking. "Damnit. Just my fucking luck." He growled.

"Harry!" Dumbledore chastised.

Harry glared at him. "Don't you start with me." He set his jaw. "Well, I hope you know how you're going to tell Sirius that I'm going to compete in a competition that's known to kill people." And with that, he left the room.

He strode down the corridor, bristling with anger, not noticing how the Portraits whispered and followed after him. He stormed down to the Chamber, and started blasting rocks in the outer room. He did that for about an hour until Neville, Luna, and Draco came down.

Harry yelled, crying as he shattered a rock, flopping down onto the stones in exhaustion. They went to his side as he looked as though he was finished with his venting.

"Come on Harry." Luna said gently, and Neville picked him up. Harry felt tears prick his eyes as they went into the inner chamber together.

"What did Dumbledore say?" Draco asked quietly.

Harry sniffled. "Fucking bastard. I still have to compete- It's a legally binding contract." He was carried to the couch, and all four of them sat down.

"You have to write Sirius." Luna said quietly.

"Oh, I plan on it. Dumbledore won't know what hit him."

Neville sighed, holding onto Harry tightly.

"We need to figure out how to deal with this…the students are going to be upset."

Luna rubbed her eyes tiredly. "The Ravenclaws were already planning on giving Harry an interrogation about how he fooled the Goblet of Fire."

"Well, I don't plan on going back to the dorms, then." Harry said.

"They'll just wait until you return, Harry." Draco reasoned.

Harry scowled at the fireplace, toeing off his school shoes. "I know….I just don't want to deal with this crap right now."

"Merlin, people have died in this Tournament, I can't believe they're going to let this happen." Neville said, and then buried his face into Harry's hair.

"Well, that's not going to happen to Harry." Luna said, and stood, putting her hands on her hips.

Harry looked at her. "Come on, they're all older than me, and-"

"No." Luna said, and crossed her arms. "Harry, with your training, and with us helping you, you are going to survive this tournament, and by damned, you're going to win!"

Draco grinned, and gave her a snog. "I love it when you're like this."

Luna rolled her eyes, pushing him away, looking intently at Harry. "I know the Professors aren't allowed to help you, but we can- and we will try to give you any advantage you can get."

Harry nodded, smiling hesitantly at the girl.

Luna smiled, relaxing a bit. "So, I say a sleepover is in order."

Draco frowned. "Everyone is going to expect me back- they'll all want to gossip about what happened."

Luna sighed roughly. "Fine…I guess." She glanced at Harry worriedly, and then at Neville.

Neville squeezed with the arm that had been around Harry's shoulders. "I'll stay."

Luna looked at Harry. Frankly, Harry wanted her to be there too, but it wasn't fair to ask her when he knew Draco couldn't be there. "It's alright Lu." Harry murmured.

After they left, Harry easily forgot about the stupid old tournament…at least for a little while. Neville was good at that.


True to their word, Harry's friends helped him train for the tournament. Since all of them were above their grade level in spellwork to begin with, they focused more on the trickier spells that might come in handy. The first test would be at the end of November, against the Dragons. Hagrid had helped finding out that bit.

Harry was terrified. Yes, he had come up against all sorts of things, but he had never seen a dragon before. Luckily, Luna knew that Basilisk hide is just as strong as Dragon hide, when it comes to protective clothing, so she made him an outfit of the Basilisk hide.

They also worked on the Accio spell, to see if one could summon the egg from the Dragon. Harry also found out from Salazar Slytherin's books that parseltongue did not work with most dragons, only a couple of breeds- and you would have had to raise them yourself for them to not attack you.

One night, Harry had snuck to the Dragon enclosure. The dragon handlers were playing a poker game in their tents, while the Dragons were sleeping in their humongous cages. Terrified, Harry walked towards them. It was just a few nights before the first task, and he was getting worried. There was one option he wanted to test, but he wasn't sure if it would work.


Harry sat in the tent, watching Cedric pace back and forth. He was dressed in his basilisk hide outfit, listening intently to the goings on outside. It seemed that Victor had impressed the crowd, and so had Fleur, but he could hear the announcers say they were injured. Cedric was up next, and when his name was called, Harry was left alone in the tent.

"Psst."

Harry glanced over to see Luna and Neville peeking at him through a curtain.

He got up and went over there. Neville crushed him in a hug, and a kiss, and to his surprise, so did Luna.

"You better be safe out there." She breathed, pulling away from him. Harry looked at her dazedly, and nodded.

"You know what to do, right?" Neville asked.

Harry nodded again, not trusting himself to speak. Luna just gave him a smile as his name was called. "You better go, Harry. We'll be watching."

Harry crept out into the arena, wand raised. He was wearing the basilisk suit, which fit him skin tight. He wore his biker boots and leather jacket that Sirius had given him, and his usual braid was in his hair, swaying as he walked. He looked quite different than the other champions, who were wearing their school colors.

Everyone was silent, watching him with bated breath. Harry looked around the rocks, not spotting the dragon just yet. He cast accio with a whisper, and waited. Several yells rang out as the Dragon roared. Harry turned, hand shaking as he saw the Dragon.

It was a Horntail, one of the most aggressive dragons in the world. And, on top of that, it was a nesting Mother, and she was pissed. She snapped her jaws at him, and Harry did his best to remain where he stood. He looked over to see something zooming towards him. He rolled to get out of the way of her flames, and caught his divergent flute.

He ran out of the way, and started to play, the sound of the flute carrying over the arena, The crowd started to whisper as the dragon visibly calmed, and started to stare Harry down.

Harry walked around slowly, eyes searching for the egg, the Dragon following him around. He turned, facing the Dragon head on, walking closer and closer to it. The whispers began to get louder, but Harry paid them no mind.

He looked the dragon in the eyes intently, still playing. The dragon slowly crouched down so that they were level. Harry smiled and slowly pet the dragon, playing with one hand. The dragon was warm, her scales surprisingly soft. Her eyes stared at his, and they slowly closed as he pet her some more.

Everything was entirely silent except for her breathing, which slowed in sleep. He patted her snout, and backed away, still playing, and searched for the egg. He found it, hidden in the nest along with the other eggs. He grabbed it, and the crowd cheered.

Harry gasped as the dragon suddenly woke, and roared, flying towards him. He ducked quickly, getting out of the way of her claws, and began to play again, but she was angry! He had an egg, and she probably thought it was one of her young.

Harry's heart pounded as she flew towards him again. He took a chance and grabbed her wing, flying through the air as she tried to shake him off. Harry held on fast, though, and crawled up her wing, and onto her back. He started to play again, with one hand, his other hand holding onto her neck tightly. She screeched, her wings slowing, and she went back to the ground, circling the arena.

She landed, and Harry knew he had to get out of there quickly- the stupid crowd was cheering, and it was still making her nervous. He hopped off her back, and ran like hell.

He ended up being tied with Krum, despite his feat. Karkaroff had been a bastard, and had given him a low score. In the tent, the photographer was already there, along with Rita Skeeter, and they captured Sirius hugging him tightly.

"Merlin Harry, I can't believe you did that!"

Harry laughed, holding onto him tightly. "Me either."

His friends hugged him, and the photographer's flash went off again. Remus hugged him, and then Rita Skeeter had to speak.

"So, Mr. Potter, how did you feel when you faced off that Dragon?"

Harry stared at her coolly, Neville's arm winding around his shoulders. "Well…I guess I was scared. Anyone would be."

"And yet you put the Dragon to sleep with that enchanting music! What was it called?"

"The music?" Harry asked, confused.

Rita nodded, her quill poised.

Harry glanced at Neville, and then spoke. "It was nothing, really, just something I made up." He watched the woman's quill continue to write. "I just wanted to get the egg, and so I did. I didn't want to hurt the dragon or her eggs, nor did I want to endanger the spectators, so I went the safest route."

Rita flashed a smile at him. "And will there be a repeat performance of that music?"

Harry flushed. "Um, no." He glanced at Sirius. "Well, we should get going. Lots to do."

With that, he brushed her off, and they left the tent.

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