Notes: It's shonen ai, gay, slash, etc.

Thanks to: Cabuckeye for dealing with all the editing issues.

(X) is time jump and/or POV switch.

Chapter 35: Incapacitated Harmony

"Don't touch me," Draco screamed jerking away from Umbridge, his hands tightly grasping his arms making an X shape across his chest. "Don't ever touch me, Scum like you," he began growling. "will never get any help from me!" Umbridge stared at the Slytherin student as if he'd slapped her. The other teachers in the room had all taken a step forward to see what Malfoy's problem was thinking Umbridge had attempted to hit him.

"I will not have you manhandling my students," Dumbledore said angrily.

"O, of course," Umbridge took a step back her hands raised in the air as she did so. "I merely wanted to-"

"Get in the way? I wouldn't worry, you're doing a splendid job of that," Snape glared as he walked into the office. "I believe since it is two of my students being held, I am more than qualified to be in here," he asked his glare never leaving Fudge and daring him to say other wise.

"Of course," Dumbledore smiled. Snape gave a swift nod and Draco nearly ran over to him.

"Do explain the charges since for some reason Minerva was called, but I was failed to be informed," he growled slightly.

"Fudge is trying to kick the three of us out of school, because of Magic Frog cards," Aderes explained.

"Magic Frog cards," Snape repeated looking at the minister as though he was nuts. He sure seemed that way to Harry.

"This has nothing to do with it," Fudge screamed throwing the piece of paper into the trash can. "Your students were holding illegal meetings," he went on walking over to the potions Master. "I thought you did well to keep your students away from Potter," he whispered the last part harshly.

"I merely give my students suggestion; I do not turn them into slaves. I would have to say though, between you and Potter, I can understand their choice," he smirked slightly his hand going onto Draco's shoulder.

"Are you insulting the Ministry?," Umbridge shrieked.

"The Ministry is only as good as the people who run it, so yes." Many of the portraits within the room began nodding or saying something in terms of agreement causing the woman to look as if she'd been struck again. "Do you even have any proof at all that any of these things have taken place," Snape asked Fudge in a bored tone.

"Well-"

"Just a girl who refuses to talk and a list of Chocolate Frog cards," Draco sneered.

"Surely this is not enough evidence to get them kicked out of school," Snape asked in mock shock.

"No, I don't believe that it is," Dumbledore's smile widened.

"And I take it they'll be required to go to class tomorrow morning?"

"As always," the headmaster said cheerfully.

"Then may I suggest they be sent back to their rooms. Potter cannot afford to be tired and in my class," he glared at Harry.

"As much as I hate to cut the Minister of Magic's fun here, I would have to agree. My student's health and grades come before fake accusations." No one said a word, but Fudge was near boiling point as the three students walked out of the room leaving only the traumatized girl left.

"I'll never be able to go back home after that," Draco muttered looking at the floor.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," Tom said finally after they'd walked down the entire staircase. "I'll make sure you don't end up in the street or at the end of your dad's wand," he promised.

"You keep saying that," Draco smiled slightly. "But you've yet to do a thing about it."

"Why do anything yet," Tom asked stretching. "We don't have to go home yet, besides. If you think he's going to try and break into the school, he's got another thing coming to him," he grinned.

"Tom, what'd you do," Harry, asked groaning.

"Where's the fun if I told you?" Harry didn't like the sound of that. After all, the last few times Tom had said anything like that to him nothing short of hell and chaos had taken place. Instead of questioning his boyfriend at the moment though, he just let out a sigh and headed for his tower. He had walked for at least five minutes before he stopped in front of the entrance and noticed that both Tom and Draco were still behind him.

"Umm…" He stared at them unsure of what was going through their minds.

"I'm going to stay in the Slytherin dorm tonight," Tom explained folding his arms across his chest.

"Oh, alright. See you in the morning then," he yawned and headed towards the portrait. Tom grabbed him in mid-walk dragging him back.

"Did you hear me?"

"I heard you," Harry blinked looking at him. "Oh, right," he snickered and kissed him on the lips. "Night."

"Will you stop trying to walk away," he growled pulling his boyfriend back once again.

"What is your problem," Harry asked growling back at him. "I'm trying to go to bed, I'm tired, stop tugging on my arm." He glared.

Tom stared at him for a few moments before deciding to let go of his lover's arm. He looked him up and down once and then sighed.

"You're not going with me are you," he finally asked a small pout on his lips.

"Wh, what? I can't go into the Slytherin house," he said in shock. "How would you possibly get me in there?"

"You'll see," he whispered wrapping his arms around Harry.

(X)

Harry groaned as he opened his eyes slowly. He looked around the almost pitch black room, which surprised him considering it was time for them to go to breakfast. He yawned again and turned over to see Tom lying there next to him, Draco on the other side of his boyfriend.

"I swear this doesn't look right," he laughed dropping his head back into Tom's pillow. It wasn't the same as his bed in Gryffindor tower, but it was a lot bigger. The Slytherin having private rooms it had actually been incredibly easy for them to sneak Harry in to his surprise.

"Where do you think you're going," Tom muttered still half asleep. The only movement he could manage was putting his hand on Harry's wrist.

"To get breakfast," he snickered tugging on his wrist, Tom's hand surprisingly dropped off easily. "Are you feeling alright?"

He nodded and sat up himself rubbing his eyes.

"You need to go change. I'll meet you in the hall," he turned over to poke Draco.

"Alright." Harry walked out of the room and headed back to his own dorm. He still couldn't believe how easily Tom had agreed to let Draco stay the night in the room after Harry had asked.

'I'm glad…' he thought to himself. 'If Draco's dad had shown up last night while we were asleep…' he let his thoughts trail off as he walked down the hall. He eventually made it to the Gryffindor common room and nearly slammed into a panicked looking Ron.

"You're alive," he screamed throwing his arms around Harry's neck. "I had no idea what happened to you after we ran! Blimey I had thought you had been kicked out for sure, Hermione and I waited all night until we couldn't stay up any longer! Where were you!"

"Sorry about that, I tried to come in, but Aderes dragged me off and had me stay at his dorm," he whispered the last part so no one could hear.

"Wh, what? How'd he get you in there," he asked in complete shock.

"I can't really explain it myself, but he confused the portrait so badly down there that it started crying and he dragged me in," he couldn't help laughing as the image flashed through his mind again. "Listen, I have to get changed, tell Hermione I'm alright and I'll meet you back down here in a moment." Ron nodded and Harry ran up the stairs so he could change his clothes.

He was halfway changed when he heard a loud scream come from down within the common room. Ignoring the fact he had only changed his pants and his shirt was still in his hand, he ran down the stairs as quickly as he could stopping to see a group of students looking at a new Decree that had been placed within the common room.

"What's going on…?" Harry asked slowly walking over to it. He had thought for sure that Dumbledore had taken care of everything last night and that Umbridge would be out of Hogwarts.

"Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) has replaced Albus Dumbledore as Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The above is in accordance with Educational Decree Number Twenty-eight." Hermione read aloud completely pale. "I don't believe this…"

"What the hell," Harry screamed walking over to the decree and ripping it off the board. "What could they have possibly done last night after we left," he demanded. It was at this point that everyone within the room had taken notice that Harry was not wearing a shirt.

"Umm. Harry," Ron tried, but was completely ignored.

"That bitch! I can't believe she did this! What in the hell happened to Dumbledore," he screamed as he reread the decree to make sure he hadn't read anything wrong.

"Harry, calm down," Hermione said firmly shoving Harry back. It was then he realized as Hermione's hands touched his skin that he was shirtless. "Put your shirt on and stop cursing in front of the younger students," she scolded him.

"R, right…" He nodded slowly not at all sure what was really going on anymore. Hermione took the decree away from him and then the shirt holding it in front of him.

"Put it on." He nodded again his face turning red and put the shirt on. The other students, especially a few younger Gryffindors were giggling at him and ran off after he finished his task. "Now, as to what we think of this," she held up the decree, ripped it in half and it suddenly burst into flames. "Let's just see how much she can hold us back now."

They began their decent down the staircase a few moments later after the scene within the common room, Harry still very embarrassed as to what had happened. He couldn't believe he'd forgotten to put his shirt on and ran downstairs like that.

"Next time Hermione, please don't scream like that," he begged his face still completely red. "I mean, I really thought something was wrong and I ran down there shirtless…" His voice trailed off due to all their laughter.

(X)

"Has everything been going okay in your classes," Harry asked as Tom and Draco joined them as they headed to the Great Hall for lunch.

"Yeah, besides that stupid decree," Tom hissed. "That git will wish she'd never been born," he promised as they went down the staircase. They stopped when Fred and George stopped themselves upon seeing them.

"Harry, everyone else," they said in union.

"Umm hey," Harry replied back nervously avoiding Tom's glare.

"Guess you've seen the new decree eh," Fred asked looking around the Entrance Hall. His eyes seemed to fall on something for a moment, but Harry couldn't be sure as his eyes jerked away from it just as fast.

"Don't bring that up," Harry groaned winning everyone else's laughter. He tried to ignore them though and George started snickering.

"Well, now-"

"-Dumbledore's gone,-" Fred agreed as they played out their normal finish each other's sentences for one another bit.

-We reckon a bit of mayhem-" George went on.

-is exactly what our dear new Head deserves," Fred finished.

"You better not," Hermione glared at them. "You'll get in so much trouble for doing-"

"That's okay," they both said again at the same time.

"No really, Hermione, we've always known where to draw the line, regardless of possibly stepping over it a few times," Fred grinned at her.

"Dumbledore's gone now. I heard Fudge threatened to do something to the students so he'd leave. Dumbledore said he'd be back, but Fudge won't be happy when he is." George grinned.

"How do you know that," Harry asked shocked.

"We have our ways, besides, the whole school is talking about it," Fred laughed.

"I hope you two know what you're getting yourselves into," she finally sighed giving in. They were all surprised that she'd given up so easily.

"Well kiddies, if I were you-"

"-I'd head for the Great Hall now-"

"-less you want to get punished-," Fred finished and the two of them headed up the staircase laughing evilly.

"Great Hall, now," Hermione hissed and not even Tom had the desire to cross her. They headed into the hall, all of them believing they were safe until Filch came out of nowhere and grabbed Harry by the arm.

"The headmistress would like to see you Potter," he said his eyes dancing madly with glee.

"Umm…" He nodded slowly following the caretaker down the hall after telling Tom to just go eat lunch and to stay out of it unless he called him.

"Been telling Dumbledore we needed harsher punishments on the students so they'd listen. Lines ain't gonna make anyone listen, whips to the back though, or hanging someone upside down from the ankles, now that's punishment," he laughed. Harry just stared at him. "But now that we got Umbridge, she's gone around those stupid rules, now I can do those things," he said in the same happy tone.

'He can't be serious,' Harry thought to himself looking at the caretaker in a new light. 'I bet he'd join Voldemort if he was given the chance.'

"Here he is," Filch said once again too happily as he shoved Harry into Umbridge's usual room. The only difference Harry could see was what looked like an oversized woodblock dropped onto her desk with the words "HEADMISTRESS" carved out of it.

"Thank you, Argus," she grinned. He bowed to her saying something Harry couldn't hear and walked backwards out of the room. Harry blinked a few times before looking back to make sure he'd seen right. "Well then Potter," She smiled her usual over sweetly smile. "What would you like to drink?"

"Drink," Harry asked in utter shock warning signs shooting up in every direction in his brain.

"Yes Tea, milk, Coffee, Pumpkin juice?" She went down a small list of different drinks he could choose. He still just stared at her unsure of how to take this though.

"Umm…."

'Tom…'

"Well," she asked letting her anger show for just a moment before she masked it again with that poisonous honey.

'What's wrong,' he finally replied back. It was merely seconds that had taken him to respond, but it felt to long to him.

'I need your help, quickly. I think she's trying to poison me,' he said nervously.

'One minute.'

"Mr. Potter," she asked her eyes narrowed. "Your drink?"

"T, tea," he replied looking to the door before quickly looking back to her so she wouldn't notice.

"Now then," she placed the cup of tea she'd made herself with her wand in front of him. "Drink up, go ahead drink before it gets cold," she said still too sweetly for Harry's liking.

'This can't be good,' he thought to himself looking down at the cup. He knew something had to be wrong if she was going to force him to drink it. Remembering some of Mad-Eye's tricks though he picked the cup of tea up and pretended to take a big sip from it.

"Now then," she repeated grinning all the more and sat down. "Where's Dumbledore?"

"What," he asked staring at her. "Why would I know where Dumbledore is, I was sent out of the room before I even knew he was leaving," he protested.

"Just answer the question Mr. Potter," she said dangerously.

"I don't know where he is," he glared.

"Perhaps you should drink a bit more of that tea…"

'A truth serum…' Sighing slightly he took another fake sip before placing the cup on his lap.

"Now then, where's Dumbledore?"

"I don't know where Dumbledore is," he growled. She glared at him for a few moments and then nodded.

"Fine, then where is Sirius Black?" The very question almost made Harry fall out of the chair.

"Wh, what? How would I know where he is," he asked shocked.

"Don't play games with me," she said glaring. "I was the one who almost caught that criminal back in October and if I had it my way-" she was cut off by the sound of a huge explosion going off from upstairs. "What in the world…" She got up quickly and ran down the stairs. "Dismissed Potter!"

Harry quickly chucked what was left of his tea into the nearest potted plant and set the teacup down. He then proceeded to follow her at a distance praying that Tom hadn't blown the actual Entrance Hall up in order to save him. As he came closer to the staircase, he heard more screams and loud booms going off.

'It was just truth serum,' he scolded his boyfriend.

'What'd I do this time?'

'You're not…Fred and George.'

'What?'

Harry ignored him though and only stopped when he'd gotten to the top of the staircase leading down. Below him was a scene of complete chaos that Voldemort himself would have been most proud of. As the students ran screaming, Harry looked to the ceiling to see the many sparkling firework dragons flying around and many more going off at random. To Harry's amazement though the fireworks seemed to be getting stronger the longer they were left alone rather than dying out like the normal ones did.

Laughing he ran into the nearest hiding spot he knew which was a door hidden behind a tapestry a bit farther down the hall. He closed the door and wasn't shocked to see Fred and George also in there listening to Umbridge and Filch go at it as to what to do with the fireworks.

"Impressive," he whispered to them laughing quietly. "Very impressive."

"Cheers," George whispered happily, as he wiped tears away from his face. He and his twin were laughing so hard Harry realized both of them were crying.

"Filch! Hurry up and do something! They'll be all over the school if you don't," she screamed.

"Stupefy!"

The red light came out of her wand, but instead of even coming close to getting rid of the firework the item exploded ten fold and nearly took both of them out at once.

"No don't do that," she shrieked and Filch stared at her since it'd been her casting the spell and him being a squib couldn't do any magic what so ever.

"Right Headmistress," he said quickly in agreement regardless of how stupid her statement had been. Umbridge was about to get a horrible surprise as the firework she had just tried to get rid of reappeared to slam into one of the paintings on the ceiling.

"Priceless," Fred laughed harder, they were of course watching as well from the doorway.

"Yes, I hope she tries to vanish them, they multiply by ten every time you try," George burst into another fit of laughter and almost fell over.

"You guys aren't going to have any problems selling your stuff, you're great." Harry said grinning. "And thanks, you got me out of Umbridge's office."

"Hey, what are friends for," Fred asked since his brother was currently on the floor hitting his fist against it as he tried to catch his breath.

"Don't let him die," Harry laughed shaking his head.

"I won't, but Filch and Umbridge are another matter…" He grinned.

'HARRY!' Said boy nearly fell over at the intenseness of mental impact that Tom had thrown his name at him.

'S, sorry. I'm…to busy laughing,' he allowed Tom to see the mental images of what he was seeing and got a highly amused response.

'That's what we're watching, only from down here.' he told him relief going through his mind.

'I'm safe, thanks though.'

(X)

The rest of the day was spent in sheer amusement as Harry and all the other students watched as the teachers did absolutely nothing at all about the fireworks soaring around the school, instead calling in Umbridge every time one got into their rooms. Their only excuse when she asked why they hadn't done it themselves was.

"I was afraid I didn't know if I had the authority to get rid of them." Thus, Umbridge spent her first afternoon as Headmistress running all over the entire school answering the summons of all the teachers within it.

"Doesn't she look beautiful," Tom asked as him and Draco met up with the others after their final classes. He was staring at Umbridge who looked like she'd just climbed out of the depths of hell, soot covered and all.

"Well, it's an improvement," Harry agreed laughing as they walked away to the tower. Before Harry knew it they'd somehow gotten Draco snuck into the Gryffindor tower and he was happily enjoying a mug of butterbeer as the common room celebrated Fred and George's firework show. Even Hermione to their shock went through the crowd and admitted how much she loved their fireworks.

"Having a good time," Harry asked taking a seat besides Malfoy. "Probably didn't think the Gryffindor common room could ever be this much fun," he laughed holding up his own butter beer mug.

"It's nicer than I thought," he admitted quietly. Harry frowned slightly as if Draco had sucked all the fun out of the room at once, at least for him.

"Listen…if Tom is in here and you're in here…no one even seems to notice the colors of your robe…the sorting hat told the houses to stick together." Harry said firmly as Draco looked up at him. "Your dad isn't going to get you; I'll help him to make sure of that. I owe you a lot," he smiled at him. "So enjoy the party, Umbridge is going down and we have all the power in the world. The future Dark Lord is our leader after all," he held his mug up.

Draco nodded slowly a small grin crossing his face and he clanked Harry's glass with his own. They both took long gulps before setting the glasses down laughing.

"You get yourself into so much trouble Potter," Draco laughed as he looked around the room.

"That's fine, now we just have to find out where to put you. Tom stays in my bed and we don't have private rooms."

"That could be a problem," he admitted, but the smile never left his face.

"You two better not be flirting," Tom warned glaring at them. All three of them started laughing then, Tom wrapping his arms protectively around Harry at one point. "So I heard you gave the students a strip tease, when do I get to see the show?"

"Never, I have no intentions of taking my clothes off for you or anyone for that matter," Harry snickered. The three of them talking turned into five when Ron and Hermione took their seats next to them. They managed to complete most of their homework before setting to their newest big task. The task at hand of course being somehow getting Draco and Tom into the boy's dorm without getting any of the students mad.

They were pretty surprised to say the least when no one even seemed to care that the four of them headed up to the boy's dorm. A few people even told Draco and Tom goodnight as they made their ways up the stairs.

"Slytherin would be running around seeing who they could tell first to get the most praise," Tom muttered rolling his eyes. "Gryffindors hide you till death."

"Is that a complement to my house," Harry asked grinning.

"Well, I could say much worse…" he smiled. "Like Gryffindor is boring, but I'll save that for after we leave school."

TBC