Firstly I just want to say massive apologies for being gone so long, this past month has turned out to be one of my busiest yet. Just so you know I have not forgotten you :D anyway no more excuses on with the show.
Vernieklein – She will try her luck more than once I'm sure :D but there is another little firstie coming in to play soon too who is going to get on Draco's last nerve :D
Charm13insomnia – Thanks :D sorry you had to wait so long but here it is.
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25. Draco's news.
Harry spent a lot of time over the next few days dodging out of sight whenever he saw Gilderoy Lockheart coming down a corridor. Harder to avoid was Colin Creevey, who seemed to have memorised Harry's timetable. He appeared everywhere and Harry was growing increasingly frustrated, he got through the week by counting down the hours until he could see Draco again.
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Friday night found Draco, yet again pacing the Trophy room, but this time it was due to excitement, he was a Malfoy, he was dignified, brought up to affect an air of indifference at all times no matter what, but right at that very moment Draco could not care less, outside these four walls he would act as though he didn't care but right now he felt excited. Draco felt as though he had been transported back in time to Draco Malfoy, the small child that had not yet learned that feelings are best left hidden. Draco kept glancing at the door anxiously waiting for Harry to appear, as soon as he did Draco ran at him, he wrapped his arms around the boys waist and lifted him off his feet , spinning his around so that his legs flew out behind him. After a second Draco put him down and looked in to surprised and amused green eyes,
'What was that about?' Harry asked with amusement
'I have just had the best news ever Harry, you will never guess,' Draco's eyes glittered with excitement,
'What?' Harry asked as Draco's excitement became contagious.
'I made the Quidditch team , I'm on the house team.'
Harry's smile matched the one that was currently spread across his friends.
'Drake that is amazing, I am so happy for you, I did not know you were trying out? You never said? Why didn't you say?' Harry rambled as he pulled Draco back in to a hug wrapping is arms around the taller boys neck, 'What position?'
'Ha you will never guess.'
'Seeker?'
Draco looked surprised for a second before he blinked and said, 'Yes, yes you got it.'
Harry chuckled as Draco continued, 'I'll be going up against you, I can't wait to beat you to the snith.'
At this pronouncement Harry took a stop back, keeping his arms in their position around Draco's neck and looked up to silver eyes and, in a serious tone stated slowly, 'Never going to happen,'
Draco looked down in to those wonderful emerald eyes and leaned forward to touch his forehead against the Gryffindor's ' we shall see,' he stated with a glint of challenge in his eyes.
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The next morning Harry sorely regretted staying up talking with Draco until the early hours as he was shaken awake by a very agitated Oliver Wood demanding he get up for Quidditch practice,
'Oliver,' Harry croaked, 'It's the crack of dawn.'
'Exactly,' said Wood eyes gleaming madly with enthusiasm.
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Draco was excited as he made his way over to the pitch for his first ever Quidditch practice as part of the house team, to look at him you would never guess how excited he actually was, his features were schooled in to indifference, however a smirk had been allowed to play on his lips. He looked up as he heard his captain grumble;
'Bloody Lions on the pitch, let's get rid of them.'
Draco groaned inwardly at the sight knowing a confrontation was inevitable , he was
Ally not in the mood, he just wanted to fly, to prove his worth on the team.
Flint was currently arguing with the Gryffindor team captain and waving around a piece of parchment that Snape had signed allowing them use of the pitch. Before he knew it Draco was being pushed to the front of the team to be shown off as the new Slytherin seeker. He met his Gryffindor's eyes and they shared a small smile before becoming aware of the chaos around them. Harry flinched as Draco's father was brought in to the conversation and watched as a dark look crossed his friends eyes reminding him of gathering storm clouds. Before anyone else could speak Ron barrelled his way across the pitch, ' What's happening? Why aren't you playing? What's he doing here?' Ron spluttered as he stared red faced at Draco, Harry rolled his eyes, ' He's the new Slytherin Seeker.'
'Is that a Nimbus 2001?'
Marcus Flint stepped forward shoving his broom in Ron's face, 'Make that seven two thousand and one's ,' he snapped, 'not that you could afford even a splinter of one.'
Harry did not want this to end in a fight and turned to look at Oliver who was slowly turning red, 'Let them have the pitch , I want breakfast and obviously they need the practice more than us,' he said with a small smile.
'Yeah c'mon Wood I'm wasting away here.' Grumbled George Weasley. Just then Colin Creevey joined them on the pitch,
'Harry, Harry what's happening? Is it a fight Harry? Can I take your picture Harry?' he asked turning his big blue eyes on the older boy.
Harry sighed, ' Not now Colin.' The small blonde boy looked up at Harry with an adoring smile and said dreamily, 'Okay Harry.'
Draco was furious, who was this now? This new influx of first ears were obviously going to be nothing but trouble for him, Harry was his, he couldn't bare it, people needed to know, he gritted his teeth and ground them in an undignified way, he hated his father, if it wasn't for him then he could let people know exactly what would happen to them if they looked at his Harry that way, he glared at the tiny Gryffindor and tuned out the bickering around him as he thought of lots of very painful ways to torture the small boy. Harry looked at Draco and saw the anger in his eyes , but he was not even listening to Ron spluttering about the unfairness of it all, he was glaring at an oblivious Colin, what was all that about? He would have to ask later? Harry looked around him again, Fred and George were dragging Oliver back to the locker rooms and Hermione was man-handling Ron towards the castle. Harry turned to offer Draco a small smile and the Slytherin winked at him causing a warm feeling to flood the pit of Harry's stomach.
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The following Tuesday saw Draco staring incredulously at Harry as he explained the voice that he had heard in detention with Lockheart.
'Do you think I was imagining it?'
'Do you think you were imagining it?'
'Well... no I definitely heard it?'
'Well I believe you then,' Draco said matter of factly, 'Do you think Lockheart was lying about not hearing it?'
Harry gave a non committal shrug, 'Dunno,'
'Harry what have I told you about butchering the English language like that?'
Harry pouted and looked up at Draco through his eyelashes, 'I'm sorry.'
Draco sighed dramatically, 'Never mind, we need to figure out what you were hearing,'
'I can't believe that you believe me,'
Draco looked at him with a raised eyebrow, 'Any why wouldn't I? Would you lie to me?'
'Of course not, I'm just sure I sound pretty insane that's all.' Harry shrugged again,
'Harry,' Draco said as he wrapped his arm around the small boy, 'I believe you.'
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Draco pushed his way to the front of the crowd and his eyes opened wide as he took in the sight before him, 'Enemies of the heir beware,' he read out loud as his eyes fell on the hanging, immobile cat before him. Suddenly shrieking filled the hallways as Filch turned on Harry; 'You!' he screeched, 'You! You've murdered my cat! You killed her! I'll kill you! I'll ...'
Draco never got to hear the rest of the threat that had just placed the school caretaker high on his list of enemies as Dumbledore appeared and took control of the situation.
As Harry was led past him he reached out his hand and let his finger tips graze those of the other boy in a silent show of support, Harry caught his eye and gave a small smile. Draco couldn't believe that they thought Harry could do this, were they idiots?
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Harry was furious, Ron had been spewing rubbish about Draco for a good ten minutes,
'Come on you've only got to look at his foul rat face to know it's him...'
'Enough!' Harry shouted, 'It's not Dra... Malfoy will you just leave it be.'
Ron stared at Harry's outburst, 'Why are you defending him Harry?'
'i'm not you're just being ridiculous, he is not the heir of Slytherin.'
'You sure? And it sure sounds like you're defending him from where I'm standing,' Ron crossed his arms across his chest and stared defiantly at Harry,
'I'm not,' Harry said quietly
'You are,' Ron blustered, 'and don't think I didn't notice you nearly said Draco before , how stupid do you think I am Harry?'
'I don't think you're stupid but just stop talking about people like that way, it's not you Ron, calling people foul names and making accusations without proof'
'What proof do you have he's not?' shouted Ron, fists now clenched down by his sides.
'I don't I just know,' Harry shouted back
'you're picking him over me aren't you?'
'Where did that come? Of course not.'
Ron spluttered, 'You are, you're siding with that loathsome rat over me without any proof.'
'Stop calling him names,' Harry screamed at Ron
Before Ron could reply Hermione stormed down the stairs from her dorm in to the common room, 'What the hell is going on?' she demanded
Ron turned on her, 'Malfoy is the heir of Slytherin and Harry is defending him.' He huffed
Hermione rolled her eyes, 'Malfoy is not the heir of Slytherin Ronald.' Ron's jaw dropped: ' You too, has he cursed you both?'
'Ron' Harry yelled, 'stop now just stop it.'
'What is it with you Harry?' Ron shouted back, 'Why do you care so much about rat face?'
Before he could stop himself Harry found himself shouting, 'because he's my friend,' right in to Ron's very red face. Ron swung his fist and it connected with Harry's jaw knocking Harry off his feet. The two boys stared at each other as Harry brought his hand up to rest on his jaw.
Harry got himself up and stormed past Ron up the stairs to his dorm room, he flung himself on his bed fighting back the tears burning in his eyes, he needed to see Draco, he needed his friend.
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