After several hours of flying around the Quidditch pitch, Draco had to transform and physically drag Harry back to the ground. The Incandeche just didn't want to come back down again.

"You spoil sports!" Harry said, refusing to look at Ron, Hermione or Draco.

"Aw come on love you've been up there for hours." Draco said. He couldn't help a smirk cross his features when Ron and Hermione flinched as he said 'love'. It seemed that Draco calling Harry things like 'love' or 'babe' had a similar affect to when some said 'Voldemort'.

"Yeah but…I feel so free up there."

"Look, when your wing heals, we'll go flying for days on end. Ok?" Draco offered. Harry looked round uncertainly.

"And you won't make me come down until I want to?"

"No, you can fly for as long as you want. We can go at Christmas! I'll put my name down for staying at Hogwarts this year, and we can have a trip around the country. And come back for Christmas. Then go back out again until the start of term." Harry's eyes were glazed over now. All that freedom! He grinned, hugging Draco with both arms and his good wing.

"Thank you!" he said, beaming. Draco just struggled to breathe in the grip Harry had him in.

"Hey you're squishing my wing!" Draco protested. But Harry didn't let go. Instead of growing a bird's head, when Draco transformed, his whole body apart from his neck up was covered in fine white feathers. They felt so good cuddle into, Harry just couldn't bring himself to let go.

"But you feel so nice…" he purred. A shiver ran through Draco's body as a hand snaked up his back, under his shirt.

"Enough!" Ron snapped. "I don't want to see my breakfast again!" Harry reluctantly pulled away, grinning.

"Sorry." Ron rolled his eyes. Draco was sending murderous glares at him. Harry wrapped an arm around Draco's waist, letting his hand rest on the Slytherin's hip. Another shiver ran through him. 'Merlin…all he has to do is touch me and I'm a shivering wreck!' Draco scowled at himself. He transformed back to normal, earning a yelp of protest from Harry.

"Hey! I like your feathers! Put them back!" Draco rolled his eyes.

"And I thought you liked me for my personality." He said sarcastically.

"Yeah right…who would like that?" Ron muttered. Hermione could help giggling.

"Watch it Weasley." Draco warned.

"Or you'll what?" Ron asked, folding his arms confidently across his chest. "Harry won't let you do anything to me." Draco looked up at Harry for support. Harry pulled Draco close and whispered.

"That's right. I'd rather you do something to me." Draco shivered.

"Harry's got him wrapped around his little finger." Ron whispered to Hermione. "That's very…interesting."

"What are you planning?" Hermione asked, glanced at Harry and Draco. Harry was currently sliding a hand down Draco's side slowly, then back up, but under his shirt.

"Oh, nothing."

"I know that look, Ron." Hermione snapped. Ron looked shocked and slightly hurt at this, and even Hermione couldn't tell if he was faking it or not.


Sunday, December 1st rolled by with numerous pinchings and punchings and several students in the Hospital Wing who'd gotten a little too carried away. Harry spent most of it staring out of the window in a daze. He watched a flock of birds fly across the horizon, and he couldn't wait for the chance to join them. Sure, he would have to do it on his broom, but just the chance to be up in the air was something. But he had to admit, being on a broom just wasn't the same. When he flew with his wings, he wasn't relying on something else to do the flying. He truly felt free, and independent.

"Potter! What do you find so interesting outside?" Harry jolted, sending a shooting pain up his injured wing.

"Ack! Fuck it!" he snapped. The class erupted into laughter. Professor McGonagall was not amused.

"Control your mouth Potter."

"Yes…sorry…" Harry muttered. Ron grinned at him. Harry couldn't help grinning back.


Harry, Ron and Hermione met up with Draco in the Great Hall at lunch. The Slytherins still weren't speaking to Draco, but after what happened last time they beat him up, they now left him alone. Harry was getting a lot of longing glances as he ate. It seemed that his not being the same species as everyone else had, in some obscure way, added to his sex appeal.

After one girl gave him a particularly suggestive look, Harry wrapped an arm around Draco's waist and pulled him even closer than he was. They were now practically sitting on the same chair. Draco gave Harry a questioning look, and then he noticed some of the looks his boyfriend was getting. He wrapped his own arm around Harry's waist, glaring at several people.

Ron found this display very disturbing. He was having a much harder time dealing with Harry's new relationship than he had expected. At first, he thought he could deal with it. Anything that made Harry happy was ok right? But when the thing that made Harry happy was shagging Draco Malfoy… Ron was finding it very hard to think of it as 'ok'.

"Harry…can you please not do that while I'm eating…no offence…but you're putting me off my lunch…" Harry looked up at Ron surprisedly.

"Oh. Sorry Ron I didn't know it bothered you so much."

"It's ok but…well it's not…I mean…" Ron struggled to find the right words. Draco just stared at him with a mixture of anger, worry, and feigned indifference in his expression. Harry got up, stretching.

"Come on. Let's take a walk Ron." He said calmly. Ron blinked. He got up and followed Harry out. Draco watched them go, glaring.

"You watch him come back and dump me now…" he muttered.

"No, he wouldn't do that." Draco jolted, and looked around to see Hermione smiling at him. Draco was genuinely shocked.

"What?" Hermione laughed.

"Malfoy, for some strange reason Harry really does love you to bits and pieces. And though I find it very strange that he's so besotted, I know that even if Harry's mum and dad came back from the dead and told him not to see you any more, Harry wouldn't pay any attention to their request." Draco looked down at his plate. "You really deserve each other. You're the two most stubborn, most annoyingly overconfident people in the school. And I love Harry for it so I may as well deal with you as well." Hermione grinned. "Just as long as you don't call me a mudblood."


"So what's the big problem Ron?" Harry and Ron were just outside the main Entrance to the castle. The aforementioned redhead was looking very nervous.

"Well it's just that…you see…" Harry rolled his eyes.

"Ron, I'm not going to attack you or anything if you speak your mind. You're my best friend. Just tell me what's wrong."

"Well…ok. See…the thing is I find it a bit…well very weird that you're seeing Malfoy. You never told us why you suddenly liked him. And I'm trying Harry, I'm really trying to get used to this, but you're really not helping by going around with Malfoy like you're joined at the hip." Ron sighed. "You know, I keep thinking, anything that makes you happy, I should be ok with right? But when what makes you happy is having sex with Malfoy of all people…"

"I haven't had sex with him yet." Harry said, rolling his eyes. "And I know it's going to be hard for you to accept. And I'm sorry for making the process difficult for you. I'll lay off a bit ok?" Ron nodded gratefully.

"Ok. I promise, in a few week's time, I'll be ok with it…hopefully." Harry grinned. Then his grin turned into a smirk.

"So in the mean time…what's happening with you and Hermione?" Ron blushed.

"Nothing…unfortunately. I don't think she's likes me that way…" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Well just ask her straight out!"

"What if she doesn't? What if she doesn't tell me the truth?"

"Get some veritaserum." Ron inwardly grinned. This was just what he'd been waiting for. He snorted.

"Oh yeah, I can see it now. I'll walk up to Snape and say 'since we're such good friends, can I have some veritaserum to slip into someone's drink?'"

"I'll get it! I go out with Snape's favourite student remember?"

"You sure?" Harry nodded. "Well…great then! At least this way I'll know for sure whether I even have a chance! Oh, but if she asks, the truth serum was all your idea." Harry grinned.

"Fine. C'mon, let's head back." Ron looked uneasy.

"I…I'd rather not thanks. I think I'm gonna head to the Common Room."

"Why?" Ron gave him a wary look. It clicked in Harry's head. Ron didn't want to go back and see Harry and Draco pawing each other. "Oh…ok. Let's go back to the Common Room then. I'm sure Draco knows I don't have to be by his side 24/7." Ron smiled.

"Ok." They started to walk off. "Besides, I really need your help with my Divination homework."


Sorry for the lack of updates... homework's time consuming...

more reviews faster updates