Back At Hogwarts

The first night back at Hogwarts was exactly how I expected. Most of the Gryffindors still seemed to be angry with me, but a few eased up when they realized all was back to normal between the trio. I spent most of the feast keeping my eye on Draco, making sure no one else decided they would make fun of him. No one did that I could see, but Draco was definitely not happy. He normally would be the center of attention amongst his friends, and now it looked as if he was the new kid sitting nervously hoping no one would speak to him.

I had a terrible knot in my stomach. I wished I could go back in time and never drink at that party. I actually considered getting my hands on a time-turner, but once I started thinking logically again, I let that idea go. I didn't know what I could do to make this right again. Hopefully the guys would let it drop after a short while.

I didn't have much time with Draco before we had to head back into our common rooms. This was going be the first time in two weeks I had to sleep alone, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I let Ginny, Hermione, and Ron in on my occlumency lessons and how good I was. After the shock of discovering I allowed Lucius Malfoy into my mind, they seemed pretty excited. Hermione was so impressed with me, and she wouldn't stop telling me how proud she was. I didn't tell them about the book and the spell that put Draco into a coma, because I don't think they would approve, and I really didn't feel like listening to their lectures anymore.

We were the last few to head up into the dormitories. I said goodnight to Ron and went into the bathroom so I could write a letter to Remus without disturbing anyone else. I wanted to write him about my holidays and to make sure he was honestly okay with my relationship. I wanted his approval more than others. I think that it's because he's the only one of my dad's friends who is still alive. I'm not including Wormtail because he is scum and shouldn't be considered a friend of my dads. Just before I finished the letter, Ron came in.

"Can we talk Harry?" I got up from laying sprawled out on the floor, and sat up against the wall. I motioned for him to sit next to me, which he did.

"Sure, what about?" He glanced at me, but quickly turned away and watched his hands resting in his lap.

"Um, well," he began fidgeting so I put my hand on his shoulder to help calm him. "It's sort of about what the letter I wrote you for Christmas." He looked at me apprehensively, and I just looked him in the eyes, waiting for him to continue. "Well I just want to tell you, that you can forget about what I wrote."

"You're taking it back?" I pulled my arm away from his shoulder. "Why would you do that, are you trying to hurt me?"

"No, but why do you even care, you love Malfoy," I got up and began pacing, "or don't you?" I stopped in my tracks and looked right at him.

"You don't get it. Yes I love Draco, but that doesn't change the fact.."

"You still love me?" He looked up at me hopefully.

"No," I paused a little longer than I would have liked, "I mean, no. I don't love you. Not anymore. Well I love you, but I'm not in love with you." I hated this. I thought we were back to normal, but apparently the drama is never going to end. "But that's not the point. You hurt me. God, you really really hurt me. Now you want to take back the one nice thing you did for me."

"No, I still want to be your friend. Just that what I said about how I feel about you, you can forget that part."

"Can you even say it? Just admit that you like me. Am I that horrible that your ashamed of liking me?" He got up and stood directly in front of me.

"I'm not ashamed of you." Then he kissed me. A part of me wanted to give in and kiss him back, but the other part of me couldn't help but think about how upset that would make Draco and I pushed him off of me.

"You're too late Ron."

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." He went to turn around but I grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Ron. Don't do this again." He let his thumb trail down my hand, then he lifted it up, obviously just noticing the ring Draco gave me.

"Wow." He lifted it closer to his face to read the inscription. "Forever? Is this like an engagement ring?"

"What?" I pulled my hand away. "No, it was just a Christmas present."

"How did you get so serious with Malfoy? You hated him for years and then you sleep with him for four months and now you guys are in love. Bloody hell Harry, how did this happen? How are you and Malfoy closer than me and you?"

"I haven't slept with him for four months." I don't know why that was the first part of what he said I felt the need to defend. It might have been because of the snide remark I made about him not being good in bed when I first decided to pursue Draco, but I'm really not sure. Whatever the reason, I wished I hadn't of said anything.

"You haven't slept with him?"

"No, I have. But we hadn't until recently." I really felt weird talking to Ron about me having sex. "But that's not important. I love Draco. He's not the person I thought he was, and maybe if you got to know him the way I do, you would understand. You might even end up being friends."

"The last thing I want to do is get to know Malfoy the way you do." He joked. I couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. I quieted down quickly before I woke up our other three roommates. Then I quickly remembered where this conversation was going.

"Ron, I don't want to lose you again."

"You won't. No matter what happens." He smiled and pushed me around towards the door. "Let's get to bed. We got Transfiguration in the morning, and you know McGonagall will have a fit if we fall asleep."

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I was woken up by Ron nudging my shoulder roughly.

"Come on mate, time to get up." I peeked through the opening Ron made in my curtains to find the room empty besides us. I didn't have time to get in the shower, so I brushed my teeth and got dressed. When I finished, I turned to see Ron looking right at me. I wondered if Ron was watching me change that whole time, the way I use to watch him when I was crushing him in secret.

"Alright, I'm ready." I grabbed my bag before following Ron. When we left the portrait hole, Draco was waiting just outside it. "Hey, what are you doing up here?" I addressed Draco.

He came up and kissed me before glaring at Ron. "I just missed you. I hate not sleeping with you." I grabbed his hand and began walking down the hall.

"Did everything go alright last night?"

"What do you mean?" I didn't feel like elaborating. I knew he knew I was talking about his friends making fun of him for what I said, and saying out loud, especially in front of Ron wasn't going to make him feel better.

"Never mind." He stopped in his tracks, which forced me stop with him.

"Just cause you're the Chosen One, doesn't make you my hero. I don't need you protecting me."

"I'll see you at breakfast Harry." Ron said as he began to walk on before Draco stopped him.

"Yeah Weasley, why don't you go. And why you're at it, get over your obsession with my boyfriend." I pushed Draco away and began following Ron. "I don't think so Harry, you're not going with him."

"Draco I'm going to breakfast. We'll talk once you've calmed down."

"POTTER!" He shouted, which got me to turn around. He looked like he was about to cry. Draco never cried, so I was really worried.

"I'll meet up with you later Ron."

"Yeah, alright."

I walked back to Draco and held him in my arms. I figured he wouldn't do much talking out in the hallway, surrounded by a bunch of nosy portraits. "Let's get inside." I took him up into the Gryffindor dorms. I figured it would be pretty safe considering everyone would be at breakfast. I got him into my room before I asked him what was wrong.

"Harry, I can't do this." He dropped down onto Seamus' bed, obviously not knowing which one was mine.

"What did they do?" He looked up at me in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" Could I get my foot any farther down my throat?

"You roommates, did they make fun of you again?" Apparently I can.

"That's what you think is wrong? You think I'm so pathetic I can't handle a couple of morons throwing some snide remarks my way. Please." He started to walk out of the dorms and down the steps, ignoring my protests. Little did I know, that in the common room, there were two third year girls talking amongst each other, until they saw Draco. He froze at the bottom of the steps.

"If that's not what this is about, what is it?" Just then I noticed the girls. The first one looked right at me with her hand on her waist.

"He's not suppose to be in here. I'm going to tell Professor McGonagall." She turned to leave with her friend tagging behind. I ran up and stood in front of the portrait hall with my wand pointing towards them. I had no intention of hexing them, just scare them a little.

"I don't think so. You're not going to tell anyone." The girl who threatened to tell didn't seem to think I was going to do anything, but her friends looked like she was going to faint.

"Who cares if they tell?" Draco said from behind. I moved out of their way and let them pass. Draco made as if he was going to follow right after them but I grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Tell me what's wrong." He didn't answer but turned around and kissed me. He fumbled with my belt, and unbuttoned my pants hastily. I know he was just avoiding my question, but it was a little hard to care. I almost stopped, thinking someone might come in and see us, but I soon put that out of my mind when Draco took my cock in his hands and pushed me back onto the couch. In a matter of seconds, his mouth was wrapped around it. I looked down to watch his head bobbing up and down. I let my hands entangle in his hair, controlling his speed. I was about to come soon, and abandoned his head to hold on the the end of the couch cushion. Then I heard someone clear their throat. I looked up to see Snape staring at us. Draco must not of noticed, because he didn't stop until I came into his mouth. I couldn't help but to throw my head back in ecstasy. Snape never once took his eyes off me.

When Draco lifted his head, I scrambled to get my pants back on. He finally took notice to our audience. "Professor Snape, what are you doing in here?"

"I came here to ask you that very same question Mr. Malfoy. You two should consider yourselves lucky I convinced Minerva to allow me to handle this alone." He was right about that. It was bad enough Snape had to see my like that, but if Professor McGonagall saw me, I don't know what I would do. Snape has already seen me in compromising positions, so it was a lot less embarrassing.

"Mr. Malfoy, you can join me tonight for detention." I was about to protest and tell him I brought him here, but Snape turned towards me. "I'll see you tomorrow night. Now can we please leave this place?" He eyed the common room with distaste. He escorted us out into the hallway, but separated since we had to head to Transfiguration.

When we got there, we sat at the last unoccupied table in the back. "Mr. Weasley," McGonagall's voice bellowed out, "Please switch seats with Mr. Malfoy."

"What?" Draco stood up to confront our Professor. "That isn't fair, I didn't do anything wrong!"

"No one is making such claims. I just asked that you switch seats." McGonagall glanced at Ron who gathered his things and walked over to our table without protest.

"Fuck that, I'm sitting here." Draco said, and the class seemed shocked that anyone would talk to her in such a way.

"You can see me for detention tonight."

"I already have a detention with Professor Snape." He mumbled.

"Tomorrow then. Now you may switch seats or spend the rest of the month with me in detention." Making as much noise as possible, Draco made his way across the room to sit with Hermione. Ron quietly sitting next to me.

"What was that all about?" Ron whispered to me once McGonagall returned to writing notes on the blackboard.

"I have no idea." I looked over at Draco, who was sitting sideways in his chair watching us, and he stayed that way the entire class.

Once class had finished, Draco practically ran to me as if we have been separated for months rather than 90 minutes. "I can't believe she made us separate like we're a couple of first years." He took hold of my hand possessively as if Ron was going to make a go of it.

"I don't see why you made a big deal about it, now you have another night in detention."

"Everyone wants to keep us apart Harry, we can't let them. Besides, you have detention tomorrow anyway, so it works out."

"Don't you ever hang out with your friends?" Ron joined the conversation, although Draco didn't seem to think this what acceptable.

"Why don't you shut your mouth Weasley." Ron just rolled his eyes.

"Draco, you said you would try." I said as smacking him in his arm.

"Don't bother Harry. You can't expect anything more from the son of a Death Eater," Ron snapped back. They both reached for their wands and pointed them at one another.

"Oh, really clever, why don't you-"

"Why don't you both shut up!" They both stopped their bickering and turned towards me. "You both promised you would try to be more civil to one another. It's only been a day and you guys are ready to duel each other."

Ron was the first one to speak up as putting his wand back inside his robes, "Sorry Harry." Draco continued to glare at Ron, but also put his wand away, while he mumbled his own apology.

"Yeah, that's sincere." He turned his attention to me. "If you guys can't be nice to each other, ignored each other. I don't feel like listening to you quarrel every time we get together." Then I walked off without looking back.

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"Lucius, I've been waiting for you. I hope you bring me good news."

"Yes, My Lord. I managed to succeed in teaching Harry Potter occlumency." Lucius said as he bowed to his master.

"Very good." The man hissed almost as if he was speaking parseltongue. "But I must know, how did you get him to agree to the lessons."

"I enlisted Draco to help me with that one."

The man broke into a wild cackle. "Your son is in love with the Potter boy, is he not? How come he agreed to help you?"

"I can be very persuasive when need be." Lucius said sternly.

"This I know. I have another job that could use your powers of persuasion." Lucius bowed to the ground.

"Anything, My Lord. It is an honor to serve you." Lucius stood up, and Voldemort traced a finger along his jaw line.

"You are one of my favorites, Lucius. So loyal, so trustworthy. This job is very important."

"You can trust me. Just tell me what needs to be done, and it shall be so." Voldemort held a proud look on his face.

"I need you to convince Dumbledore to take his auror watch dogs off Harry Potter."

"How am I suppose to do that?" Voldemort took his finger along Lucius' jaw line again, this time drawing blood.

"Weren't you just boasting on your powers of persuasion?" Lucius was about to argue, but decided it would be best to walk out of here with just a scratch on his jaw.

"Very well. I will do as you ask. But I will warn you, as soon as I suggest it, Dumbledore will most likely double his watch." Voldemort gestured to the door, and Malfoy walked out swiftly.

"Yes, Lucius, that's what I hope he will do."

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