Disclaimer: Same as Chapter 1

Chapter 12

Harry managed to grab onto the wall for support and step out of the way before Hermonie appeared in the fireplace behind him. A moment later, Ron step out and the three made their way to the library, with Hermonie holding the bag containing the Horcux like a ticking bomb.

"How are we supposed to destroy it?" asked Ron.

Harry's steps faltered for a second before shrugging. He had been thinking about it,k but he still wasn't sure what they could use to destroy the Horcuxes. Dumbledore didn't exactly leave him a detail memo about what to do once he had found all of them and Harry was sure it would have to be something really powerful. "Not really sure."

Ron opened his mouth but shut it when Hermonie jabbed him in the ribs. Harry ignores the uneasiness he felt in the pit of his stomach. He focused his mind on the next Horcux and figure the method to destroying them will pop up during the search. Grabbing the bag from a relieved Hermonie, Harry led the way. Once inside the library, they were greeted by the sight of Malfoy lying on the couch with a book in his hands while Astrate sat staring at the chess set. She looked up when they entered and greeted them with a smile while Malfoy merely spared them a glance before going back to his book. Frowning slightly at his attitude, Astrate got up and gave Malfoy a poke in the ribs, causing the blond to jump and drop his book. There was a wordless exchange of glares before Malfoy admitted defeat and stretched before standing up. When he stretched, his shirt rode up slightly and Harry found himself wondering if that bit of exposed skin was as soft as it looked and thoughts of licking chocolate off from it began to form in his mind. A small cough broke him out of his thoughts and he turn to find Hermonie looking at him with that look in her eyes, the same concentrated look she has whenever she was doing her homework or studying. He gave her his most innocent smile, which she snorted at, and turned his attention to Astrate who was poking at Malfoy while Ron watched on, sniggering.

"Fine, I got it, just stop poking me already," blurted Malfoy as he swat Astrate's hand away. Satisfied, Astrate turned towards the group.

"So, how was your outing?"

Ron shot Malfoy a look before answering. "Fine."

"Good, because Draco here has something he wants to say to Harry."

As one, they turn to look at Malfoy, who bend to whisper something in Astrate's ear. Whatever she replied with cause him to blush and Harry found himself amazed at how attractive it made the other boy. Before he got to deep into his fantasies, Malfoy stood in front of him with a blank look on his face and eyes focused on a spot to the left of Harry's head.

"Potter, regarding the events this morning. I admit I was out of line with the comment regarding your mother. I appreciate your condolences in regards to my mother but that is not a subject I wish to speak about, with you or anyone."

Harry was musing about the fact that up close, Malfoy's eyes has specks of blue mixed with the gray when Ron spoke up next to him.

"Is the ferret...apologizing?"

Draco let out a small growl at the use of 'ferret' but refrains from saying anything. But Hermonie took it into her hands and reached over in front of Harry and stepped on Ron's toes, hard. Draco felt immense satisfaction at the howl of pain from Weasley and found himself re-evaluating Grainger.

"Just say it Draco," said Astrate.

"I did."

"No, you just 'admit' you did something 'out of line'. That's not the same." Astrate ignored the look Draco shot at her and crossed her arms.

"Yes it is, and Potter accepts it, right Potter?" Draco turned to face Harry and found the latter with a confused look on his face.

"Merlin," sigh Draco as he raked a hand through his hair. He pulled slightly before dropping his hand, "I am trying to say I'm sorry here Potter."

Harry felt his mouth drop open and he was sure he had the stupidest look on his face at the moment. But this was a moment he thought would never happen. Draco Malfoy was apologizing, and to him of all people. Harry reached out a hand and was about to poke Malfoy's face but was intercepted by Malfoy's hand grabbing his.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" asked Draco as he released the hand in his grasp and stepped back.

"I just wanted to see if you were real," replied Harry dazedly, "because the day Draco Malfoy apologizes should be declared a national holiday."

Ron let out a laugh at the indignant look on Malfoy's face while Hermonie clicked her tongue in annoyance. Malfoy crossed his arms and glared and Harry wondered why it seems to be directed at him. It took him another moment to realize Malfoy was waiting for an answer to his apology.

"Oh...yeah...I'm sorry too. You said you didn't want to talk about it but I kept pushing you. So it's okay, nothing to worry about, and I won't bring it up again." Harry flashed him a gentle smile before turning to Astrate.

Draco nodded stiffly before making his way out the door. Once safely outside, he leaned against the closest wall and took some deep breaths, willing for his racing heart to slow. He has seen that smile far away before, but he never thought it would be directed at him, ever.

"Are you feeling okay?"

Draco looked up and found Mrs. Weasley looking at him with concern in her eyes. He nodded and turned to race up the stairs without another word. He entered his room and locked the door. After throwing himself onto his bed, he thinks about how things were getting to be really confusing in his house. He would have to rethink a few things.


Harry watched the new closed door for a few moments before turning to Astrate with the bag weighting in his hand. He had thought about it before going after the cup and couldn't find fault with his logic, thought he was sure Hermonie might.

"Astrate, can you keep this in your room for us?"

"Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry turn towards Hermonie, the bag still dangling from his arms.

"Where else could we hide it in this place without anyone finding it?"

Hermonie looked uncertain but unable to come up with anything.

"Her room is the most secure, no one can enter without her permission, except for me," Harry turned towards Astrate for confirmation. When Hermonie saw Astrate agreeing with Harry's statement, she let out a small sigh and nodded. Smiling, Harry anded the pack to Astrate, who eye it curiously for a moment, before taking it into her hands. They follow her into her room, where she took a moment to take the cup out of the pack and placed Harry's hand on top of it, until the cup grew blue. Once the light faded form the cup, Astrate tossed it into the air. Ignoring the outcries of his friends, Harry watched as the cup vanished into thin air.

"Wha...what the bloody hell just happened?" asked Ron as he searches the skies for the cup.

"It's in this room somewhere," replied Astrate before pointing to Harry, "but he will be able to find it, since I tune the object into his magic. Give it a try."

Harry nod and looked around. He found the cup not to far from them and pointed to it. When Hermonie and Ron shook their heads, not being able to see it, Harry picked it up from the ground and it materialized in his hands. Ron let out a gasp of surprise while Hermonie moved forward to question Astrate about the magic. Smiling slightly, Harry toss the cup into the air and watched it disappear once again. When he spotted it again, he ignored it in favor of watching Hermonie badger Astrate about the magic while Ron flopped down on the ground, intended to take a nap. Following his friend's example, Harry took a seat on the ground and watched the sky, thankful the result of his maze was much better than the last one.


It has been 3 days since they found the Horcux and Harry has discovered a few things. One, Mrs. Weasley is on a mission to find out what they are doing under Dumbledore's orders and seems unable to grasp the concept of her youngest son keeping secrets from her. They had taken to hiding out in Astrate's room to plan for their next steps and often find Mrs. Weasley outside the door when they emerge. Second, the twins seem to have taken a liking to Malfoy since they are the only ones, aside from Astrate, who could be seen talking to him. Third, Harry seems to have developed a peeping tom persona since he found himself waiting for Malfoy to jerk off in the bathroom to Harry could do the same in his room after the show. And lastly, Malfoy must either really like it or just have too much bottled up because he is in there every night and each night is just as intense as the last.

Harry tried to shake off the images but it always comes to him at the most inappropriate moments. When he zoned out to the image of Malfoy cumming during a conversation with McGonagall about Moody's idea of gathering more supporters with the Aurors and the images mixed into something very disturbing, Harry knew it was time to confront this. So that night, he waited until he knew Malfoy was finished before stepping out of his room to wait. When Malfoy steeped out of the bathroom, he almost dropped the trowel around his waist when he found Harry leaning against the adjacent wall. Unable to speak, Draco watched as Harry's eyes lingered on his exposed torso before meeting his eyes. There was a spark of something there but Draco convinced himself it was impossible the other boy was looking at him with lust. Reaching behind him, Draco pulled the door close before leaning against it.

"And how may I help you Potter?" Draco thought his tone was polite enough and shifted slightly when those green eyes focused on him.

Harry pushed away from the wall and strolled towards Malfoy. Stopping just a few feet away, he grinned before tilting his head to the side. "I have a proposition for you Malfoy."

Feigning a look of indifference, he sneered at the other boy while straightening up, forcing Harry to lift his head slightly to meet his eyes. "And what would that be?"

Harry took a moment to calm his over excited body before closing the distance. Placing his arms on either side of Malfoy's arms, he effectively pin the other boy to the wall while Harry slowly lean up to whisper into Malfoy's ear, mere inches separating their bodies. "I would like you to fuck me." Slowly sliding himself back onto his feet, Harry grin when he heard a stifled moan from the boy. Taking a few steps back, he looked up and waited for a response, his arms behind him. He bit his lips to stop from laughing at the looks that filtered through Malfoy's face, from disbelieve to suspicion and Harry thought he saw a hint of lust in those gray eyes before the mask fell back into place.

"I'm not sure where you got your information, but I am not a whore for hire." Without waiting for a response, Draco pushed himself from the door and headed towards his room.

Panicking slightly, Harry reached forward and grabbed Draco's arm and the other boy stopped. Turning slowly, Draco looked at his arm and Harry quickly released his grip, backing away and blushing, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. It was a very alluring look on the boy and Draco had to restrain himself from reaching forward and pulling the boy to him so he can taste those lips. Even thought he still considers Potter a high and mighty, attention seeking, do gooder Gryffindor but he had to admit that the boy has grown up to be, for a lack of better word, pretty. Those famous green eyes hidden by wire frame glasses, the wild untamed black hair framing a seemingly delicate face, those pink lips usually upturn in a smile, the build he knew was hidden under the robes, and a almost feminine curve to those hips complete a very desirable package. Draco had known he was attracted to both sexes when he was sixteen and slept with a Slytherin and then her Ravenclaw brother the next day. He had never kept his preferences a secret and with his looks, he was always getting offers and most of the time, he accepts. But there was something about Potter that warns him it wouldn't be as simple as the others. The other boy has an air of innocent veiling him that makes Draco hesitate to approach. He looked up when he felt the other boy's gaze on him. He quirked an eyebrow and waited.

Harry sigh at the cocky attitude from Draco but decided to let it go. 'At least he hasn't pull out his wand and hex me yet.'

"Listen Malfoy, I didn't call you a whore."

"You certainly implied it."

Harry threw up his hands in frustration and tugged at his hair slightly. He stopped and narrowed his eyes when he heard Draco snickering.

"Considering how you are in that bathroom jerking off every night, I figured you would be interested."

Harry almost laugh out loud at the expression on Draco's face.

"Perhaps a locking charm on the door would've been a good idea," Harry continued as Draco opened his mouth to replied with something starky no doubt, "It's an offer Malfoy, you don't have to take it. But really now, who else are you going to have sex with in this house? And doing it yourself every night will start to chuff after while I think."

Harry never thought he would ever see the day a Malfoy would be at the lost of words. He watch in amusement as Draco open and close his mouth a couple of times, disbelieve written all over his face. Deciding to get in the last blow, Harry lean forward slightly and whisper into Draco's ear.

"Think about it and get back to me. Just know I won't wait forever."

Harry backed away slowly and grin at him before turning and slowly made his way back to his room, making sure Draco would be getting a good look at his ass. With one last look, Harry close the door and slowly slide down the door. He cupped his face with his hands and could feel the heat radiating from them. He was surprised by his brazen attitude and grin at himself when he recalled the expression on Draco's face. Flopping himself on his bed, he reassure himself that the excitement he felt was the possibility of having sex with the other boy and nothing else.

AN: I know I said smut in this chapter, but my muses decided to run circles around me instead and I didn't want to write something crappy for my first smut scene, so it'll be in the next one, I promise. No spoilers for the 7th book, but I liked everything but the ending. It was just a little too lifetime movies for me. Anywho, hope you likey, thanks for reading.

AN #2: Okay, I reread my story after I posted and I realize one thing, I need a beta. Both of mine bailed on me so if anyone is interested...Secondly, there might be some smiliarity between this and book 7 (nothing with spoilers, just some ideas). I had them before but hasn't written up to that part yet, hopefully it won't be too bad, meh.