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Wow what a bummer it is to actually admit that.
Chapter 9
Thursday – September 12th 1991 – Dumbledore's Office
'Um, Harry. It's not what you think!'
'Oh? Then what is it? It looks you're in trouble? What did you do?' With gentle probing, Harry searched through Draco's memories until he found the right one. 'Draco!'
'Sorry...' Then the Headmaster greeted them.
"Hello Minerva, Mr. Malfoy. Lemon drop?"
"Skip the pleasantries Albus, Mr. Malfoy has committed a serious offense!"
"And what exactly did he do Minerva?"
"He used mind magic on another student! He should be expelled!"
"That decision rests with Professor Snape, his Head of House."
"And what happened to Mister Malfoy exactly?" said Severus, walking in.
"Hello Severus, care for a lemon drop?"
"No Albus, now what happened?"
"Mister Malfoy has used mind magic on another student!" McGonagall exclaimed.
"Was he carrying a wand at the time?"
"Well...no."
"Then on what grounds can you accuse him of using mind magic?" McGonagall was floundering. "Exactly. Please retract this ridiculous accusation immediately."
'Whoa...' commented Harry.
'Isn't Sev awesome?'
'Yeah, I can see that.' Professor McGonagall left and Professors Dumbledore and Snape turned to Draco.
"We know of Harry's power, we would like to schedule extra training sessions for him to gain control over it, and use it properly. Those sessions would be for you as well. From what I can hear you can do...mind magic?" Dumbledore asked with a mischievious twinkle in his eye.
"Can we see a demonstration?" Snape asked.
"On you?" Draco asked, shocked.
"Yes." He gulped.
"Okay." Then Draco said to Severus. "Pick up the lemon drop bowl." Severus's face remained stoic but his hand twitched. Draco pushed harder. "Pick up the lemon drop bowl! NOW!" Severus's eyelid started twitching. "Don't fight it Severus." Then he gave in and picked up the bowl. Dumbledore clapped. "Remarkable job my boy!" Severus looked exhausted. "We need to start training you and Harry right away!"
"Yes, we do," Severus added. "and quickly, for I don't know what the Dark Lord wouldn't give up for that kind of raw power..."
Later that Evening – Draco and Harry's Suite – The Slytherin Dormitories
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, you are both excused from tomorrows classes, use this time wisely so that Mr. Potter may recover." Harry weakly nodded from his perch on the bed, propped up by pillows and covered with blankets, fretted up by Draco.
"Of course Uncle Sev." Then he sat down on the bed next to Harry, looking almost as exhausted.
"Oh, and Draco, don't wear yourself out, Harry's state affects you."
"Thank you for the warning." Then Severus left their room, the portrait shutting behind him. Then Harry asked Draco,
"What did Professor Snape mean, my state affects you?" Draco didn't say but he knew.
"I'm sorry." he said, looking down, knowing that he was such a burden, such a nuisance to everyone, especially Draco! But he wouldn't go away, no matter how selfish it was, until Draco sent him away, it hurt too much to be away from him.
"Harry, no! Don't think like that! I love you. If you're sick then I'm happy to take some of the pain away from you."
"Really?" He asked, astonished.
"Yes really." Draco reassured him.
"I'm tired..."
"That's okay Harry, lets go to sleep." Draco went into the bathroom, changed into his pajamas, turned out the light, and climbed into bed with Harry. "Goodnight Harry."
"Night Draco..."
Next Week – The Great Hall
While Harry and Draco were eating breakfast in the Great Hall Hedwig came in with a letter. It was from the headmaster,
Dear Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy,
(Because you are most likely reading this over his shoulder at this very moment)
I have written this to inform you both that your first private lesson with Professors Snape myself will be tonight at Eight pm in my office.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
P.S. I like Swedish Fish
'He likes Swedish Fish? Harry do you know what is he talking about?'
'I think he's telling us the password.'
'Oh! You're probably right, but when I went it was a candy.'
'Swedish Fish is a muggle candy.'
'Oh...What do you think we're going to do for the lessons?'
'I don't know, Draco.'
Eight pm – Outside of Dumbledore's Office
"Swedish Fish." Harry said to the gargoyle. It jumped aside and Harry grinned at Draco triumphantly. "What?" Draco asked.
"I never said you were wrong." They went up the marble staircase and appeared in Dumbledore's office where Dumbledore and Snape were already there waiting for them.
"Welcome Harry, Draco. Lemon drop?"
"No, sir," said Draco.
"No, thank you Professor." said Harry.
"Very well then, I'm sure you are both wondering what I have planned today." They both nodded. "Well first things first we need to find out first what young Harry here can do. Harry?"
"I can...do magic just like you?" Dumbledore smiled.
"Besides that Harry."
"I can...pull things towards me, I can shield myself, I can...bend the glowing strings to my will."
"You can what?" Draco asked and Harry showed him what he meant. Draco gasped upon seeing the memory. Snape and Dumbledore were virtually leaning forward in their chairs, eager to find out what was going on.
"I'm afraid I don't quite understand." Dumbledore said.
"Don't you see them?" he asked, surprised.
"See what my boy?"
"The strings! Look there's one right there." He reached forward and what appeared to be a glowing string of light manifested in Harry's hand. Dumbledore and Snape actually gasped while Draco just looked on with pride.
"What exactly can you do with that Mister Potter?" Snape asked, finally saying something.
"Lots of stuff! Don't you know?" They shook their heads. Harry then used the string to summon the lemon drop bowl by thinking about it, flicking his hand forward, rotating his wrist, and pulling it forward. The bowl zoomed toward Harry, who caught it easily. Draco, Snape, and Dumbledore stared, stunned. Harry looked at them, confused, then comprehension dawned upon his features.
"I'm a freak, aren't I? Wizards aren't supposed to be able to do this." Draco broke out of his stupor and hugged Harry.
"No, Harry! You are not a freak! You are extraordinarily gifted. That is nothing to look down upon."
"It isn't? Uncle-"
"No! It doesn't matter what you uncle said. He is nothing but a stupid, fat, opinionated, muggle! Besides, I'm gifted too and you don't think I'm a freak. Do you?"
"No of course not!"
"Exactly! How often do I have to say this to you Harry?"
"As long as it takes." Snape replied, "He needs you Draco. You will be good to him. Just like Lily was good to me."
"Lily?" Harry asked and looked up. "That's my Mum's name."
"Yes, I was very good friends with your Mum. She helped me out a lot."
"What did she do?"
"That's...a question best saved for another time." Harry slowly eased out of Draco's arms.
"My boy are you alright now?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes sir." Harry said, ashamed. 'I didn't mean to disrupt the lesson like that!' Draco heard Harry's thoughts and gave him a stern glare. "I would like to continue with the lessons. Besides, I want to see what Draco can do!"
A/N: Thoughts anyone? I got a better response last chapter but guys! I know there are more of you out there! Thanks to FantasyFreak101, Ketsuekilover, Mira SeverusSirius Black-Snape(my bffl), and ReachingfortheStars54 (aka. Marco). Love you all! You all get digital cookies! Don't forget to review! Teasers...for all that do XD
