AN: First I would like to thank all the people who have read this story. When I first started writing I didn't think that it would be that popular and now all these people are following, favoriting, and reviewing (no flames so far really) and it just makes me happy that people are enjoying my story.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Harry Potter.

Anyway to the story

Chapter 11: The Confrontation

Harry's POV

The next day (around lunch)

I was sitting in the Great Hall with Granger and Weasley. They were arguing over something or another. I was just pretending to listen. I looked up when I heard Granger call my name.

"Harry what do you think?"

"What do I think of what?"

"Were you not listening?"

"To be honest no I wasn't."

"Honestly!"

"Yeah I told I was being honest. I was not listening."

"And why ever not?"

"Well it isn't like you and Ron don't argue over something everyday, and the things you argue about are some of the most trivial non-important matters ever. You two argue is if a married couple would, and every time you do I just want to shove both of you into a broom closet til you are over your little tiff or are snogging the daylights out of each other cause maybe then I would finally get break from having to sit here everyday and listen to your bickering!" By the end of my rant I was shouting, Ron and Hermione looked like two fishes out of water, and everybody that was in the Great Hall was turned towards me. With that I calmly walked out of the Great Hall and didn't stop until I got to the potion's classroom.

When I got there I just sat against the wall. About two minutes later Draco walked in and sat down next to me. It was silent for about a minute before he spoke up.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really, no."

"Ok." I was thankful that he didn't push it. It was another minute before I started to speak again.

"I'm just so sick of Granger and Weasley always trying to get me to do something to help them weather it is settling an arguement, or giving them something, and I'm just sick of it. I men they don't even like me."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault Dray."

"No, but I hate seeing you so upset. And I just found out that your my brother, so I don't want you to hurt. Besides weather it's true or not you're going to be my little brother." He chuckled and nudged me with his shoulder. I couldn't help but to give a small laugh.

"Why am I the little brother?"

"Cause weather you want to admit it or not you are to innocent to be the big brother."

"And how does that make any sense?"

"It just does. Also I like the idea of protecting you."

"Yeah well I think that even if I was older it could never feel that way so I guess I could be the little brother. And if you ever tell anyone I said that then I will..."

"Will what?"

"...do something that no words could describe." I said this hesitantly. Once we

We looked at each other after that and just started laughing. Once we had calmed down we just sat there in a comfortable silence thinking that this just feels so natural. I spoke up not long after that thought.

"You know what Dray?"

"What?"

"I think that I'm really going to enjoy being your brother. And yes we'll get into fight and disagree on stuff, but what brothers don't do that. But I know that as long as we have each other we'll be well off."

After I said Dray leaned over and gave me a hug, to which I returned.

"You know what Ry?"

"What?"

"I have a feeling you are absolutely right. We will have some hardships to over come, but I know that we can do it, as long as we are together."

"Yeah."

"You know what else."

"What?"

"We're going to have to start calling each other by our real names."

"Of course... Corvus."

"That's right Serpens." He gave a short laugh after he said that.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing just... who waould have thought that the prince of Gryffindor real name means snakes."

After he said that last part what the Sorting Hat said rang through my head.

'The princes of one named after the other.'

"Hey Corvus."

"Yeah?"

"What was your middle name again?"

"Leo. Why?"

I mumbled that line under my breath.

"What did you say Serpens?"

"You remember what the Sorting Hat said at the beginning of the year?"

"Sort of why?"

"It said 'The princes of one named after the other'. I think it meant us.

AN: And I leave you there... Sorry for the wait. Trust me my friend has been getting onto me about writing, and I know she will read this so Melis here you go happy now? Anyway thanks for reading. Also on my bio I added a link to my website. It has all my FF stories on there and some that aren't FF, and I would greatly appreciate if you would visit it. :D. Again sorry for the wait. Thanks for reading. Until next time! :)