Title: New to Hogwarts, Chapter Four: And another
Author: Chibi Neko Manda Author's e-mail: chibinekomanda@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. But I love locking them in my closet every once in a while. I do however own Puck.
Archive: please ask me by email
Pairing: Draco/Harry. Puck/??? Rating: right now I think PG or PG-13 if I put my mind to it R or NC- nevergoingtobeoldenough Feed Back: YES!! PLEASE!! You can e-mail me or post it. I don't care.
Author's notes: I like to have music to my writing so most of the time there will be a song that I think fits the mood to my story. For some reason Metallica- Call of the Ktulu. just calls to me.
Dedication: Again a BIG HUG and THANKS goes to Sadie for the wonderful Bata. YOU ROCK! ^_^\../
Summary: *singing* I'm walking in a winter wonderland.
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Draco's been out of the wing for weeks now. His arm has been healed and I'm still here, waiting for my turn to leave. I've been waiting but he hasn't visited me yet, and from what I hear from Hermione and Ron is that he hasn't been to any of his classes today. In all truth I'm worried about him. I don't know why. I guess I shouldn't be. He is a Malfoy after all and that should be enough reason to worry.
Just a feeling in the pit of my stomach that says 'go find him, he needs you!'
Harry
Reminder: Put a counting spell on my journal to see how many times Ron and Hermione try to open it to find out who I have a crush on.
Harry closed his journal, setting it on the small table by his bed. He almost jumped out of bed when the hospital wing doors flew open and Puck came marching in. His giant hooves clashing on the floor with his swift advance. "Harry! Good you're awake." He smiled with a big goofy grin.
"If I wasn't, I sure am now." Harry's heart finally kicked in.
"Sorry." He came close to the bed. "I've come to get you out of bed and in to the hall for lunch. Madam Pomfrey says you're well enough to leave. So come on lets eat!"
"You may have not noticed Puck, but I look like shit." It was somewhat true. Harry's hair was in a 'just woke up' state and his robes were all wrinkly.
"You look fine." He said, shaking his massive mane of hair out of the pony tail. "Come on now. Get your stuff."
"I'm not going!" Harry shook his head.
Puck just crossed his arms over his broad chest. "NOW!" Puck slammed one of his front hooves on the ground. It was powerful enough to shake the bed and the windows of the wing.
"Ok." Besides what chance did he have over the almost full grown Centaur? Harry got out of bed and quickly put his stuff in his bag and slipped on his Gryffindor robe. His movements were slow and still a little painful.
"Good, now climb on." Puck lowered himself to the floor enough for Harry to climb on his back. Harry hesitated a little and then he gave in and straddled Puck's back. Harry got a little pale when Puck quickly stood up. "You ok, mate?"
"Just peachy." Harry uttered his is hand to his mouth. Puck head up the door and Harry had to duck or he would have hit his head. At least Puck was nice enough not to run while Harry was on his back. He knew the boy wouldn't be able to handle it. "Puck?"
Puck stopped in the middle of the hallway, waiting for Harry to throw up. "You ok?"
"Yes. I'm just wondering if you knew what's become of Malfoy?" Silence and then Puck giggled as he continued to walk.
"He's been home for the day. He got permission to leave since it's his Birthday today. That's what I wanted to talk to you about after the game." Puck was slowly turning the corners so that Harry wouldn't fall off the seven foot tall Centaur. "I wanted to surprise him with a party, but then he left. I guess I could when he gets back."
"Puck." Harry just has to ask, he has to know. "Do you like Draco?"
"He is my friend, Harry." Puck laughed.
"No I mean more then just a friend?" Puck just laughed with all his might. He would have said yes but that was some time ago. They went through the doors into the great hall. Pucks laughter was the only thing heard and then applause. The hall turned into a standing ovation as they walked through. Every one stood up; of course that is everyone but the Slytherin table. It even surprised Harry as Snape stood up of his own free will and clapped. He even went as far as to blow a whistle. Harry thought he was going to faint again. Until he noticed the empty mugs around the professor.
"Harry!" Hermione and the Weasley's all yelled. Puck walked Harry over and lowered himself to the ground, allowing Harry to get off.
"Thanks Puck." Harry turned to him and Puck embraced him with a hug as welcome, before he went to his own table.
Harry and his friends sat, talked and ate like it was a ten-year reunion. They talked about what had been happing. They told him that since him and Malfoy were gone nothing had happened. It was really boring with out the two of them around. The only gossip that went around was that Snape was sometimes seen late at night walking with a big black dog. That caught Harry's attention but he shook it off.
A little after owl post and no sign of Hedwig. Harry was expecting to get something. Anything. Maybe a letter from Hagrid. Even thought he was on vacation I'm sure he was told what happed at the match.
"Oi, Harry there's Hedwig." Fred whispered and he was right, it was Hedwig and another owl Harry thought he'd recognize. The both where carrying a long box towards Harry.
"Harry. isn't that Malfoy's owl?" Ron uttered under his breath.
"No, it can't be." Another lie. The two owls dropped the heavy box on the table, almost hitting Harry in the process and flew out without giving Harry a chance to thank them.
Harry quickly opened the box and found two things. One was a small letter and the other was a deep almost black cherry red broom floating an inch above the table. The bristles were long and black. At the tip of the broom 'Raven' was etched richly in the wood. The letters, sliver, were magically fading in and out of luster.
"Harry?" Ron uttered putting his hand out to touch the broom. "Do you know what this is?" Not giving him a chance to say no, Ron went on. "It's a Raven." Harry had never heard of a Raven before, but Ron was something of a broom wiz so Harry let Ron talk on with out interruption. "Come on! A RAVEN!" Ron sighed at Harry's blank face. "They only made about fifty of these brooms in 1600's. They are the best in the world. They'll last for thousands of years. Even with our carelessness, you can't break one. The Raven is like. what do muggles call it. a muscle car." Every one in the hall was either coming to get a good look, or they just fainted. As Ron is about to do. oh did.
"Who would give you a broom like this?" Hermione asked picking up Ron off the floor and started to fan him off. "Could it be from Sirius?"
"I don't think so." Harry uttered opening the letter, hoping that everyone would be staring at the broom to notice.
My Lion,
I wanted you to have this. It was my grandfathers. He'd given it to me in hoping I would use it to play Quidditch, but it's too much of a broom for me, but not you. Take care of this one. It's the only one I have to give you, and don't think you'll just give it back. Because for some reason, you think I don't want to part with it. I won't take it!
From your Dragon
Ps. I'm coming back tonight. Can I see you?
Harry's face went bright red and he had a big grin plaster on his face. He looked up from the letter to see everyone stare at him, awaiting an answer. Composing himself he closed the letter and stuffed it deep in his pocket.
"It's from a private collector. He heard about my last broom and wanted me to have this one." It was a semi-truth. Thank God they bought it without to much question. Hermione wanted to see the letter, but Harry wouldn't give in.
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The common room was empty and dark, the only light was from the blaze in the fire place. Ron, Heroine, and Harry all bent over the table doing their homework. Ron was sitting comfortably on the floor, his back to the fire and Harry and Hermione were sitting in the red velvet high backed chairs.
Harry's pile was much tall then Ron or Hermione's had been. After all he almost missed a month of work. Snape's class alone was enough to make anyone go postal. Even for someone like Draco, the top student in Snape's class.
In the letter Draco said he was coming back. But Harry hadn't seen him and it was too late to go wondering out in the halls. With Draco running through his mind all Harry could do was stare at his scrolls. He even blurred out Hermione's voice.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked for the fiftieth time asked.
"Yes Hermione." Harry looked up from his scrolls, somewhat anode at her asking. Again!
"Because I could do a quickly spell to."
"Bloody hell!" Harry stood up. "I don't think that Draco would." //Oops.\\ Harry quickly shut himself up and sat back down in his chair.
"Malfoy gave you the broom?" Ron asked looking at Harry with fire in his eyes.
"What?" Harry looked at them as if nothing had happened. They both stared at him and in the most unfriendly way. "I. yes, Draco gave it to me."
"Why?" Hermione asked practically throwing her book down.
"We.umm. well Draco and I. we. shit." Harry took in a deep breath and to his surprise, they waiting patiently for an answer. He couldn't lie to them anymore. After all they were his friends. He just hoped they still would be after hearing. "I'm in love with Draco."
"WHAT!" Hermione stood up. "When? How?" She appeared a little madder then she actually was. She knew something was going on with Harry. She knew it had been a boy that he liked but she thought it was Puck, not Malfoy.
"I've been dreaming about him. Very vivid dreams and I always catch him staring at me in class." Harry told them in extended breaths.
"What makes you think he was looking at you in interest?" Hermione asked sitting back down, trying to calm herself. She only hoped Ron wouldn't do something rash.
"I wasn't sure at first. I thought they were aimed at Puck, but then when we were in the hospital wing. he. well he kissed me and I kissed him back." Harry bent his head down not looking at his friends. "I can understand if you guys don't want to be with me."
"Oh shut up, Harry." Hermione yelled. "Don't think that you liking Malfoy is going to drive us away from you." Harry looked up at Hermione and returned her smile. The only person he wasn't sure on was Ron. His eyes were still beaming with fire.
"Let me get this straight." Ron stood up pacing back and forth in front of the fire. "You're a pouf?"
"Yes."
"And Malfoy's a pouf?" Ron continued like he didn't' hear Harry.
"Yes."
"And you're poufs, together?"
"Well I wouldn't say we were 'together' yet." It was Draco's voice in the room but no sign of him. "It was only a kiss, yet I am hoping for more."
"Where are you, you big wanker?" Ron yelled in the empty air. "Show yourself, so I can beat the shit out of you!"
"Temper, temper Mr. Weasley." Draco's voice was soft and somewhat mocking as always. "I don't think I would like to now."
"How did you get in here, Malfoy?" Hermione asked harshly.
"You have no idea how much influence I have on the first years." He quickly laughed.
"Is it true that you like Harry?" Ron yelled again.
"Why you don't believe Harry?"
"I'm sure I don't know what to believe." Ron lowered his voice a little. "You never liked us from the start. All the years we've been here you've made our lives, my life, miserable. You always call Hermione 'mudblood'. You've been an arse to us, and now all of the sudden you like Harry. On a whim you've decided that you actually like Harry! What am I to believe, Malfoy?"
"Yes I like. love Harry and I'm sorry about all the things that I've said and done to you three. I really am... I'm sorry." For the first time, Ron and Hermione believed Draco. Maybe it was something in his voice that calmed Ron. Whatever it was, Ron lost his intent to fight. "I was hoping to see just Harry tonight, but if you can tolerate my presence I'll show myself. That is if Ron can hold back his fist. I wouldn't want any of the Professors coming up here to find the two of us fighting. The last thing I want is to be expelled."
Ron just snarled his lip and sat down on the floor, barring his face in his hands. Draco took that as a sign of good faith and slowly took off his hood. His blonde hair illuminated in the Gryffindor common room. It pulled Harry's eyes to it.
"You have an invisibility cape?" Heroine asked in surprise. He took the rest of his cape off to reveal himself in a wife beater and baggy dark green slacks with the Slytherin crest embroidered on them. A sight that if Harry wasn't careful, he'd jump Draco in front of his friends.
"I got it for my birthday." He uttered walking behind Harry's chair. His long fingers trailed the top of the chair as he sat down in Harry's lap, wrapping his long arms around his neck; crossing is lengthy legs over the side of the arm rest. "Hello Potter." Draco whispered seductively, turning his head to look at the blushing green eyed boy.
"Hi." Was the only response he could breathe out as Draco removed his glasses, cleaning the steam off and put them back on with a small kiss on the lips.
"Harry." Ron called, and to their surprise Draco had to turn Harry's head so he would pay attention. "I want you to know that I don't care that you're a pouf."
"Thanks." Harry rolled his eyes at Ron's constant use of Pouf.
"I just don't get why you would explore your sexuality with. with Malfoy." Ron was being as honest as he could.
"If I wasn't in such a good mood, I would take offense by that." Draco laughed in the air. "Besides can't you be nice for at least one hour. it's still my birthday."
"Only if you promise that you'll never. and I mean never, hurt Harry." Ron narrowed his eyes at the blonde. "Cause if you do, so help me Malfoy, your house knowing you're a pouf will only be the beginning."
"I hate to ruin your threat, but they already know." Draco whispered staring at the fire. It was true. At least the boys in the Slytherin house knew about Draco, they just didn't know who Draco was going after. He wasn't sure about the girls, they still blush and giggle whenever he's around. "However, I do believe you and I would do nothing to hurt or harm Harry in anyway. I promise." The three friends stared at Malfoy as he cuddled closer to Harry.
"I still don't get why?" Ron stared at the fire. "I mean I could understand maybe someone like Puck, or Wood even, if he was still here, but you two have been at each others throats since the first train ride."
"I don't know. I think that I realized one day that I was only fighting Draco to get a rise out of him." Harry answered the best he could, after all his feelings were still new to him. "It gave me an excuse to be with him and not be thought less of."
"Nobody would think less of you." Draco snapped. "I mean you're the bloody Boy-That-Lived. Your fans might even put you on a higher pedestal for loving your 'enemy'."
"What about you?" Ron asked coldly.
"Why I like Harry?" Draco blashed his eyes at Ron and he just nodded. "I knew from the moment I saw him I would never regret meting him. Harry stood up to me when everyone else would do otherwise. He's never been afraid of me. Never been afraid to tell me the truth. That even goes to my 'friends', if that's what you want to call them. Besides who wouldn't like Harry? His cute..." Harry blushed when Draco said he was cute. Draco took notice and smiled. "No I take that back, he's bloody gorgeous! True, he's not the best student at Hogwarts, but I see much more in Harry."
"When did you realise you wanted Harry?" Hermione asked going back to her homework.
"Lets just say a flirting angel found me." Draco laughed. If Draco went on he would have told them how Puck was the one who realized Draco's true feelings for Harry, way before Draco knew them. Puck was Draco's first true friend that he's ever had. He was a little shocked at first when Puck came on to him, and that's when Draco noticed his lust for Harry.
They talked about it late at night in the Slytherin common room. After all these years it took just one push and Draco realized what he was doing. How he hurt those, he hoped someday would become good friends. And in truth Puck was always there for Draco to cry on.
"Harry can I borrow your invisibility cape?" Hermione was the first to break the silence.
"Just use mine." Draco reached down and picked his up before Harry could answer.
"Thanks." She took the cape. "You're sure?"
"Yeah." He waved her away. "Besides I'd have to let Harry move to get his." Hermione smiled and put the cape on, disappearing from sight. "So what were you guys working on when I came in?"
"Homework, most of mine is from Snape's class." Harry nuzzled closer to Draco's neck before going back to his books and scrolls.
"Anything I can do to help?" He asked looking at some of the papers. "I am a genius at potions." And Ron started laughing. "What you don't believe me?"
"It's just that Snape favors you more then he does any of us. You have to be getting off light. He's always making Harry do more then anyone. He hates Harry." Ron laughed harder.
Draco's eyes got dark for a moment, that worried Harry, and then he started to laugh with Ron. "Did it ever occure to you, that maybe Snape likes Harry?" Ron stopped laughing only to start again and louder. "No really. I think that Snape sees much potential in Harry. He knows that Harry can do better. He wants him to succeed. That's why he's so hard on you." He looked back at Harry to receive a light kiss on the lips.
Harry loved Draco sitting on his lap. Harry never thought they would be so close to each other. They had been so horrible to each other in the past years. They were so fake around each other, but now they were just Harry and Draco. The way it should have been since the first year. "Thanks for the broom." Harry whispered in his ear, nipping a little.
"You don't have to thank me." Draco uttered. "But I do want to be there when you first try it out. Maybe you can take me for a ride on it."
"Of course." Harry placed kisses long his pale slender neck.
"Would you two knock off the cute stuff? You're making me sick over here." Ron jokingly snapped, looking down at his books.
"We could do the hard stuff, if you'd like." Draco snapped back, and Harry's face beamed with color as Ron and Draco laughed.
"So you guys are officially together, right?" Ron looked up from his scrolls.
"Harry and I really haven't talked about it." He turned to a blushing Harry. In fact that was one of the only reasons Draco came to see Harry. He wanted Harry for his own. He wanted to be Harry's. "Want to be my girlfriend?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing?" Harry laughed quietly in Draco's ear sending waves of pleasure down his spine.
"I don't think you would like this depressing date for our anniversary." Draco confessed. "I mean it is my Birthday."
"I would love it." Harry uttered trying to do his homework through Draco.
"Then its official." Draco shrugged his shoulders. "When do you think we should tell everyone?" He turned to Ron for advice. The gesture both shocked and pleased Ron.
"It hast to be something big." He uttered. "I mean you two are the best known enemies in the history of Hogwarts. I think you two should keep playing mind games with everyone until on your own terms decide."
"You think that's wise?" Harry asked. "I mean the news of the two of us going out is shocking enough. Do you think we really need to put it on a banner and mach around school with it?"
"Sounds like fun to me." Draco shrugged his shoulders. "I mean."
"Oi. Mallllllfoy." Hermione called. The three boys turned around to see one flouting cupcake with a lit candle on top. It travel nearer as Ron and Harry joined Hermione in singing Happy Birthday to Draco, sitting it on the table as they fished. "Blow out the candle and make a wish."
Draco got off Harry's lap with a huge smile and did just that. He closed his eyes, made one wish and blew out his candle. It was the first time that Ron and Hermione seen tears flow from his eyes.
Harry got up from the chair and wrapped Draco in his arms. Harry loved the fact that both of them were the same height. It made it a lot easer to kiss his tears away.
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"Listen Harry it's not that difficult." Draco sinfully whispered in Harry's ear. "Grip it tight." Draco moved his head around to the other ear, stopping a moment to kiss the back of his neck. "We don't want you sliding off the end." Draco pressed his cheek to Harry's feeling the boys blush. "For god sakes Harry. I meant the broom."
"I know that!" Harry snapped back at the laughing Dragon, sitting on the back of the Raven. Sighing, Harry kicked off. The speed of the broom almost sent Draco flying off.
"Whoa." Draco breathed in Harry's ear, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. The two boys soared above the gray clouds, enjoying the smooth ride and each others warmth.
The Raven was like no other broom Harry ever flew. It was sinfully more powerful then his Firebolt. Why they stopped making these brooms Harry never knew.
The first snow started to slowly fall as the boys landed away from the castle. Draco looked up to the hevens; snowflakes fell into his hair, draped on his long eye lashes. To Harry, Draco looked like and angel covered in snow as pale as his smooth skin. He looked back at Harry only to question his gaze. "What's wrong?"
"You." Harry steeped to embrace the snow covered Draco. Resting his hands at the small of Draco's back. "You're always what's wrong with me. I love you Draco Malfoy." Draco's eyes sparkled as he pulled Harry in for a long breathless kiss.
"Let's get inside before one of us catches a cold." Draco panted, stepping out of Harry's arms, pulling him alone by his hand to the castle. He looked back at his lover to see him frowning. //What could be wrong? Maybe.\\ Draco stopped and turned to face Harry; running his cold fingers in Harry's hair sending shivers through his body. "Even if I don't say it all the time you should know it. I love you Harry Potter." Harry looked deeply in Draco's eyes and smiled. "Never doubt that. Now, let's go inside where it's warm and say goodbye to Ron and Hermione."
"Are you leaving for Christmas too?" Harry picked up his pace. Walking with his broom in one hand and his lovely Dragon in the other.
"No." Draco winked at Harry. "After all, Dumbledore granted my birthday wish." Not fully understanding what he meant, Harry left it alone. He knew that Draco would tell him when it was time.
Walking back to the castle was spent in silence until they stumbled upon two lovers making out. If it had been anyone else they would have walked on, but they stopped and watched in disbelief as Fred pinned humanoid Puck against the snowy garden wall, devouring his lips.
Draco couldn't help himself. "I'm assuming there is a good reason why you're raping my fellow Slytherin's lips." Puck's eyes flew open and Fred turned around pressing himself in front of Puck.
"I. ummm. what are you two doing here?" Fred tried to hide his embarrassment as Puck tried to keep from laughing.
"This." Draco grabbed Harry's robes, pulling him closer, ravaging his mouth only to brake off roughly. Draco was beside himself with laughter as Fred looked at them in amazement. "Come on Weasley." Draco put his arm around Fred. "We should all get back before some starts to miss us."
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"12:00p.m.: Spotted foe at the end of the icy path.
12:00:01pm: Ducked.
12:02pm: Stood up and threw large snowball at boyfriend's head.
12:02:01pm: Boyfriend now running after me with rage in his eyes.
12:05pm: Escaped from the evil loving clutches of one Harry Potter.
12:06pm: Safely inside snow stronghold.
12:07pm: Foe looking for me.
12:10pm.: Had to sacrifice stronghold to make weapons of mass. uh. wetness..
12:15pm.: Potter found me.
12:15:02pm-"
"You don't hide very well when you're talking Draco." Harry showered the blonde with kisses.
Draco gasped as Harry lifted up Draco's shirt, stroking his warm chest with icy cold hands. "12:16pm.: Going through unspeakable torture..."
"Sssh." Harry put his finger on Draco's icy lips.
//12:16:05 Tortured to silence.\\
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The rest of the year went well. Still haven't heard anything about Voldemort. It kind of worries me. Draco keeps telling me not to worry. He always tells me I have friends and family that will fight with me. He tells me I have him.
Writing of Draco and me .
No one suspected Draco and I. We still parade in front of the school as enemies. We ARE having a lot of fun with it. Fred and Puck came out and everyone was happy for them, even Ron and George. Ron and Hermione are now dating. It wasn't has big of a surprise as I they thought it might be. EVERYONE knew those to would find each other sooner or later.
None of the teachers know about Draco and I. no wait. Snape does. Snape caught us. well I want to keep this journal at least pg-13. He walked in on us and with wide eyes and a blank face he walked right back out. He didn't seem to mind that we are together, even before I caught him and Sirius kissing. (That one shocked me.) I really wish I got a picture of that. Use for future black mail. But then with Draco helping me I don't need to. My scores in Snape's class are better then ever.
The rematch game was fun. Draco and I didn't get to play, but since we were the captains, we just sat on the field yelling at our team mates. Unfortunately Slytherins won with their replacement Seeker.
Draco celebrated with me.
Leaving this year was a little harder then before. Not only was I leaving Draco until next year, but he didn't ride the train home. He said it had something to do with his birthday wish and told me that he'd explain next year. I did enjoy the company of Ron and Hermione as always, but those two dating now made me want to run back Draco. Watching them made me miss him even more.
Come to think of it Fred is just as bummed as I am. Puck stayed behind as well, but he's staying at Hogwarts until next year. I can't wait for the New Year. Another year away from the Dursleys. Another year with my friends. Another year of Quidditch and another year with Draco, my sliver Dragon.
Harry
*~Fin~*
What will happen next year. the year with a plot *Gasp and dramatic music here*
Author: Chibi Neko Manda Author's e-mail: chibinekomanda@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. But I love locking them in my closet every once in a while. I do however own Puck.
Archive: please ask me by email
Pairing: Draco/Harry. Puck/??? Rating: right now I think PG or PG-13 if I put my mind to it R or NC- nevergoingtobeoldenough Feed Back: YES!! PLEASE!! You can e-mail me or post it. I don't care.
Author's notes: I like to have music to my writing so most of the time there will be a song that I think fits the mood to my story. For some reason Metallica- Call of the Ktulu. just calls to me.
Dedication: Again a BIG HUG and THANKS goes to Sadie for the wonderful Bata. YOU ROCK! ^_^\../
Summary: *singing* I'm walking in a winter wonderland.
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Draco's been out of the wing for weeks now. His arm has been healed and I'm still here, waiting for my turn to leave. I've been waiting but he hasn't visited me yet, and from what I hear from Hermione and Ron is that he hasn't been to any of his classes today. In all truth I'm worried about him. I don't know why. I guess I shouldn't be. He is a Malfoy after all and that should be enough reason to worry.
Just a feeling in the pit of my stomach that says 'go find him, he needs you!'
Harry
Reminder: Put a counting spell on my journal to see how many times Ron and Hermione try to open it to find out who I have a crush on.
Harry closed his journal, setting it on the small table by his bed. He almost jumped out of bed when the hospital wing doors flew open and Puck came marching in. His giant hooves clashing on the floor with his swift advance. "Harry! Good you're awake." He smiled with a big goofy grin.
"If I wasn't, I sure am now." Harry's heart finally kicked in.
"Sorry." He came close to the bed. "I've come to get you out of bed and in to the hall for lunch. Madam Pomfrey says you're well enough to leave. So come on lets eat!"
"You may have not noticed Puck, but I look like shit." It was somewhat true. Harry's hair was in a 'just woke up' state and his robes were all wrinkly.
"You look fine." He said, shaking his massive mane of hair out of the pony tail. "Come on now. Get your stuff."
"I'm not going!" Harry shook his head.
Puck just crossed his arms over his broad chest. "NOW!" Puck slammed one of his front hooves on the ground. It was powerful enough to shake the bed and the windows of the wing.
"Ok." Besides what chance did he have over the almost full grown Centaur? Harry got out of bed and quickly put his stuff in his bag and slipped on his Gryffindor robe. His movements were slow and still a little painful.
"Good, now climb on." Puck lowered himself to the floor enough for Harry to climb on his back. Harry hesitated a little and then he gave in and straddled Puck's back. Harry got a little pale when Puck quickly stood up. "You ok, mate?"
"Just peachy." Harry uttered his is hand to his mouth. Puck head up the door and Harry had to duck or he would have hit his head. At least Puck was nice enough not to run while Harry was on his back. He knew the boy wouldn't be able to handle it. "Puck?"
Puck stopped in the middle of the hallway, waiting for Harry to throw up. "You ok?"
"Yes. I'm just wondering if you knew what's become of Malfoy?" Silence and then Puck giggled as he continued to walk.
"He's been home for the day. He got permission to leave since it's his Birthday today. That's what I wanted to talk to you about after the game." Puck was slowly turning the corners so that Harry wouldn't fall off the seven foot tall Centaur. "I wanted to surprise him with a party, but then he left. I guess I could when he gets back."
"Puck." Harry just has to ask, he has to know. "Do you like Draco?"
"He is my friend, Harry." Puck laughed.
"No I mean more then just a friend?" Puck just laughed with all his might. He would have said yes but that was some time ago. They went through the doors into the great hall. Pucks laughter was the only thing heard and then applause. The hall turned into a standing ovation as they walked through. Every one stood up; of course that is everyone but the Slytherin table. It even surprised Harry as Snape stood up of his own free will and clapped. He even went as far as to blow a whistle. Harry thought he was going to faint again. Until he noticed the empty mugs around the professor.
"Harry!" Hermione and the Weasley's all yelled. Puck walked Harry over and lowered himself to the ground, allowing Harry to get off.
"Thanks Puck." Harry turned to him and Puck embraced him with a hug as welcome, before he went to his own table.
Harry and his friends sat, talked and ate like it was a ten-year reunion. They talked about what had been happing. They told him that since him and Malfoy were gone nothing had happened. It was really boring with out the two of them around. The only gossip that went around was that Snape was sometimes seen late at night walking with a big black dog. That caught Harry's attention but he shook it off.
A little after owl post and no sign of Hedwig. Harry was expecting to get something. Anything. Maybe a letter from Hagrid. Even thought he was on vacation I'm sure he was told what happed at the match.
"Oi, Harry there's Hedwig." Fred whispered and he was right, it was Hedwig and another owl Harry thought he'd recognize. The both where carrying a long box towards Harry.
"Harry. isn't that Malfoy's owl?" Ron uttered under his breath.
"No, it can't be." Another lie. The two owls dropped the heavy box on the table, almost hitting Harry in the process and flew out without giving Harry a chance to thank them.
Harry quickly opened the box and found two things. One was a small letter and the other was a deep almost black cherry red broom floating an inch above the table. The bristles were long and black. At the tip of the broom 'Raven' was etched richly in the wood. The letters, sliver, were magically fading in and out of luster.
"Harry?" Ron uttered putting his hand out to touch the broom. "Do you know what this is?" Not giving him a chance to say no, Ron went on. "It's a Raven." Harry had never heard of a Raven before, but Ron was something of a broom wiz so Harry let Ron talk on with out interruption. "Come on! A RAVEN!" Ron sighed at Harry's blank face. "They only made about fifty of these brooms in 1600's. They are the best in the world. They'll last for thousands of years. Even with our carelessness, you can't break one. The Raven is like. what do muggles call it. a muscle car." Every one in the hall was either coming to get a good look, or they just fainted. As Ron is about to do. oh did.
"Who would give you a broom like this?" Hermione asked picking up Ron off the floor and started to fan him off. "Could it be from Sirius?"
"I don't think so." Harry uttered opening the letter, hoping that everyone would be staring at the broom to notice.
My Lion,
I wanted you to have this. It was my grandfathers. He'd given it to me in hoping I would use it to play Quidditch, but it's too much of a broom for me, but not you. Take care of this one. It's the only one I have to give you, and don't think you'll just give it back. Because for some reason, you think I don't want to part with it. I won't take it!
From your Dragon
Ps. I'm coming back tonight. Can I see you?
Harry's face went bright red and he had a big grin plaster on his face. He looked up from the letter to see everyone stare at him, awaiting an answer. Composing himself he closed the letter and stuffed it deep in his pocket.
"It's from a private collector. He heard about my last broom and wanted me to have this one." It was a semi-truth. Thank God they bought it without to much question. Hermione wanted to see the letter, but Harry wouldn't give in.
***
The common room was empty and dark, the only light was from the blaze in the fire place. Ron, Heroine, and Harry all bent over the table doing their homework. Ron was sitting comfortably on the floor, his back to the fire and Harry and Hermione were sitting in the red velvet high backed chairs.
Harry's pile was much tall then Ron or Hermione's had been. After all he almost missed a month of work. Snape's class alone was enough to make anyone go postal. Even for someone like Draco, the top student in Snape's class.
In the letter Draco said he was coming back. But Harry hadn't seen him and it was too late to go wondering out in the halls. With Draco running through his mind all Harry could do was stare at his scrolls. He even blurred out Hermione's voice.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asked for the fiftieth time asked.
"Yes Hermione." Harry looked up from his scrolls, somewhat anode at her asking. Again!
"Because I could do a quickly spell to."
"Bloody hell!" Harry stood up. "I don't think that Draco would." //Oops.\\ Harry quickly shut himself up and sat back down in his chair.
"Malfoy gave you the broom?" Ron asked looking at Harry with fire in his eyes.
"What?" Harry looked at them as if nothing had happened. They both stared at him and in the most unfriendly way. "I. yes, Draco gave it to me."
"Why?" Hermione asked practically throwing her book down.
"We.umm. well Draco and I. we. shit." Harry took in a deep breath and to his surprise, they waiting patiently for an answer. He couldn't lie to them anymore. After all they were his friends. He just hoped they still would be after hearing. "I'm in love with Draco."
"WHAT!" Hermione stood up. "When? How?" She appeared a little madder then she actually was. She knew something was going on with Harry. She knew it had been a boy that he liked but she thought it was Puck, not Malfoy.
"I've been dreaming about him. Very vivid dreams and I always catch him staring at me in class." Harry told them in extended breaths.
"What makes you think he was looking at you in interest?" Hermione asked sitting back down, trying to calm herself. She only hoped Ron wouldn't do something rash.
"I wasn't sure at first. I thought they were aimed at Puck, but then when we were in the hospital wing. he. well he kissed me and I kissed him back." Harry bent his head down not looking at his friends. "I can understand if you guys don't want to be with me."
"Oh shut up, Harry." Hermione yelled. "Don't think that you liking Malfoy is going to drive us away from you." Harry looked up at Hermione and returned her smile. The only person he wasn't sure on was Ron. His eyes were still beaming with fire.
"Let me get this straight." Ron stood up pacing back and forth in front of the fire. "You're a pouf?"
"Yes."
"And Malfoy's a pouf?" Ron continued like he didn't' hear Harry.
"Yes."
"And you're poufs, together?"
"Well I wouldn't say we were 'together' yet." It was Draco's voice in the room but no sign of him. "It was only a kiss, yet I am hoping for more."
"Where are you, you big wanker?" Ron yelled in the empty air. "Show yourself, so I can beat the shit out of you!"
"Temper, temper Mr. Weasley." Draco's voice was soft and somewhat mocking as always. "I don't think I would like to now."
"How did you get in here, Malfoy?" Hermione asked harshly.
"You have no idea how much influence I have on the first years." He quickly laughed.
"Is it true that you like Harry?" Ron yelled again.
"Why you don't believe Harry?"
"I'm sure I don't know what to believe." Ron lowered his voice a little. "You never liked us from the start. All the years we've been here you've made our lives, my life, miserable. You always call Hermione 'mudblood'. You've been an arse to us, and now all of the sudden you like Harry. On a whim you've decided that you actually like Harry! What am I to believe, Malfoy?"
"Yes I like. love Harry and I'm sorry about all the things that I've said and done to you three. I really am... I'm sorry." For the first time, Ron and Hermione believed Draco. Maybe it was something in his voice that calmed Ron. Whatever it was, Ron lost his intent to fight. "I was hoping to see just Harry tonight, but if you can tolerate my presence I'll show myself. That is if Ron can hold back his fist. I wouldn't want any of the Professors coming up here to find the two of us fighting. The last thing I want is to be expelled."
Ron just snarled his lip and sat down on the floor, barring his face in his hands. Draco took that as a sign of good faith and slowly took off his hood. His blonde hair illuminated in the Gryffindor common room. It pulled Harry's eyes to it.
"You have an invisibility cape?" Heroine asked in surprise. He took the rest of his cape off to reveal himself in a wife beater and baggy dark green slacks with the Slytherin crest embroidered on them. A sight that if Harry wasn't careful, he'd jump Draco in front of his friends.
"I got it for my birthday." He uttered walking behind Harry's chair. His long fingers trailed the top of the chair as he sat down in Harry's lap, wrapping his long arms around his neck; crossing is lengthy legs over the side of the arm rest. "Hello Potter." Draco whispered seductively, turning his head to look at the blushing green eyed boy.
"Hi." Was the only response he could breathe out as Draco removed his glasses, cleaning the steam off and put them back on with a small kiss on the lips.
"Harry." Ron called, and to their surprise Draco had to turn Harry's head so he would pay attention. "I want you to know that I don't care that you're a pouf."
"Thanks." Harry rolled his eyes at Ron's constant use of Pouf.
"I just don't get why you would explore your sexuality with. with Malfoy." Ron was being as honest as he could.
"If I wasn't in such a good mood, I would take offense by that." Draco laughed in the air. "Besides can't you be nice for at least one hour. it's still my birthday."
"Only if you promise that you'll never. and I mean never, hurt Harry." Ron narrowed his eyes at the blonde. "Cause if you do, so help me Malfoy, your house knowing you're a pouf will only be the beginning."
"I hate to ruin your threat, but they already know." Draco whispered staring at the fire. It was true. At least the boys in the Slytherin house knew about Draco, they just didn't know who Draco was going after. He wasn't sure about the girls, they still blush and giggle whenever he's around. "However, I do believe you and I would do nothing to hurt or harm Harry in anyway. I promise." The three friends stared at Malfoy as he cuddled closer to Harry.
"I still don't get why?" Ron stared at the fire. "I mean I could understand maybe someone like Puck, or Wood even, if he was still here, but you two have been at each others throats since the first train ride."
"I don't know. I think that I realized one day that I was only fighting Draco to get a rise out of him." Harry answered the best he could, after all his feelings were still new to him. "It gave me an excuse to be with him and not be thought less of."
"Nobody would think less of you." Draco snapped. "I mean you're the bloody Boy-That-Lived. Your fans might even put you on a higher pedestal for loving your 'enemy'."
"What about you?" Ron asked coldly.
"Why I like Harry?" Draco blashed his eyes at Ron and he just nodded. "I knew from the moment I saw him I would never regret meting him. Harry stood up to me when everyone else would do otherwise. He's never been afraid of me. Never been afraid to tell me the truth. That even goes to my 'friends', if that's what you want to call them. Besides who wouldn't like Harry? His cute..." Harry blushed when Draco said he was cute. Draco took notice and smiled. "No I take that back, he's bloody gorgeous! True, he's not the best student at Hogwarts, but I see much more in Harry."
"When did you realise you wanted Harry?" Hermione asked going back to her homework.
"Lets just say a flirting angel found me." Draco laughed. If Draco went on he would have told them how Puck was the one who realized Draco's true feelings for Harry, way before Draco knew them. Puck was Draco's first true friend that he's ever had. He was a little shocked at first when Puck came on to him, and that's when Draco noticed his lust for Harry.
They talked about it late at night in the Slytherin common room. After all these years it took just one push and Draco realized what he was doing. How he hurt those, he hoped someday would become good friends. And in truth Puck was always there for Draco to cry on.
"Harry can I borrow your invisibility cape?" Hermione was the first to break the silence.
"Just use mine." Draco reached down and picked his up before Harry could answer.
"Thanks." She took the cape. "You're sure?"
"Yeah." He waved her away. "Besides I'd have to let Harry move to get his." Hermione smiled and put the cape on, disappearing from sight. "So what were you guys working on when I came in?"
"Homework, most of mine is from Snape's class." Harry nuzzled closer to Draco's neck before going back to his books and scrolls.
"Anything I can do to help?" He asked looking at some of the papers. "I am a genius at potions." And Ron started laughing. "What you don't believe me?"
"It's just that Snape favors you more then he does any of us. You have to be getting off light. He's always making Harry do more then anyone. He hates Harry." Ron laughed harder.
Draco's eyes got dark for a moment, that worried Harry, and then he started to laugh with Ron. "Did it ever occure to you, that maybe Snape likes Harry?" Ron stopped laughing only to start again and louder. "No really. I think that Snape sees much potential in Harry. He knows that Harry can do better. He wants him to succeed. That's why he's so hard on you." He looked back at Harry to receive a light kiss on the lips.
Harry loved Draco sitting on his lap. Harry never thought they would be so close to each other. They had been so horrible to each other in the past years. They were so fake around each other, but now they were just Harry and Draco. The way it should have been since the first year. "Thanks for the broom." Harry whispered in his ear, nipping a little.
"You don't have to thank me." Draco uttered. "But I do want to be there when you first try it out. Maybe you can take me for a ride on it."
"Of course." Harry placed kisses long his pale slender neck.
"Would you two knock off the cute stuff? You're making me sick over here." Ron jokingly snapped, looking down at his books.
"We could do the hard stuff, if you'd like." Draco snapped back, and Harry's face beamed with color as Ron and Draco laughed.
"So you guys are officially together, right?" Ron looked up from his scrolls.
"Harry and I really haven't talked about it." He turned to a blushing Harry. In fact that was one of the only reasons Draco came to see Harry. He wanted Harry for his own. He wanted to be Harry's. "Want to be my girlfriend?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing?" Harry laughed quietly in Draco's ear sending waves of pleasure down his spine.
"I don't think you would like this depressing date for our anniversary." Draco confessed. "I mean it is my Birthday."
"I would love it." Harry uttered trying to do his homework through Draco.
"Then its official." Draco shrugged his shoulders. "When do you think we should tell everyone?" He turned to Ron for advice. The gesture both shocked and pleased Ron.
"It hast to be something big." He uttered. "I mean you two are the best known enemies in the history of Hogwarts. I think you two should keep playing mind games with everyone until on your own terms decide."
"You think that's wise?" Harry asked. "I mean the news of the two of us going out is shocking enough. Do you think we really need to put it on a banner and mach around school with it?"
"Sounds like fun to me." Draco shrugged his shoulders. "I mean."
"Oi. Mallllllfoy." Hermione called. The three boys turned around to see one flouting cupcake with a lit candle on top. It travel nearer as Ron and Harry joined Hermione in singing Happy Birthday to Draco, sitting it on the table as they fished. "Blow out the candle and make a wish."
Draco got off Harry's lap with a huge smile and did just that. He closed his eyes, made one wish and blew out his candle. It was the first time that Ron and Hermione seen tears flow from his eyes.
Harry got up from the chair and wrapped Draco in his arms. Harry loved the fact that both of them were the same height. It made it a lot easer to kiss his tears away.
***
"Listen Harry it's not that difficult." Draco sinfully whispered in Harry's ear. "Grip it tight." Draco moved his head around to the other ear, stopping a moment to kiss the back of his neck. "We don't want you sliding off the end." Draco pressed his cheek to Harry's feeling the boys blush. "For god sakes Harry. I meant the broom."
"I know that!" Harry snapped back at the laughing Dragon, sitting on the back of the Raven. Sighing, Harry kicked off. The speed of the broom almost sent Draco flying off.
"Whoa." Draco breathed in Harry's ear, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist. The two boys soared above the gray clouds, enjoying the smooth ride and each others warmth.
The Raven was like no other broom Harry ever flew. It was sinfully more powerful then his Firebolt. Why they stopped making these brooms Harry never knew.
The first snow started to slowly fall as the boys landed away from the castle. Draco looked up to the hevens; snowflakes fell into his hair, draped on his long eye lashes. To Harry, Draco looked like and angel covered in snow as pale as his smooth skin. He looked back at Harry only to question his gaze. "What's wrong?"
"You." Harry steeped to embrace the snow covered Draco. Resting his hands at the small of Draco's back. "You're always what's wrong with me. I love you Draco Malfoy." Draco's eyes sparkled as he pulled Harry in for a long breathless kiss.
"Let's get inside before one of us catches a cold." Draco panted, stepping out of Harry's arms, pulling him alone by his hand to the castle. He looked back at his lover to see him frowning. //What could be wrong? Maybe.\\ Draco stopped and turned to face Harry; running his cold fingers in Harry's hair sending shivers through his body. "Even if I don't say it all the time you should know it. I love you Harry Potter." Harry looked deeply in Draco's eyes and smiled. "Never doubt that. Now, let's go inside where it's warm and say goodbye to Ron and Hermione."
"Are you leaving for Christmas too?" Harry picked up his pace. Walking with his broom in one hand and his lovely Dragon in the other.
"No." Draco winked at Harry. "After all, Dumbledore granted my birthday wish." Not fully understanding what he meant, Harry left it alone. He knew that Draco would tell him when it was time.
Walking back to the castle was spent in silence until they stumbled upon two lovers making out. If it had been anyone else they would have walked on, but they stopped and watched in disbelief as Fred pinned humanoid Puck against the snowy garden wall, devouring his lips.
Draco couldn't help himself. "I'm assuming there is a good reason why you're raping my fellow Slytherin's lips." Puck's eyes flew open and Fred turned around pressing himself in front of Puck.
"I. ummm. what are you two doing here?" Fred tried to hide his embarrassment as Puck tried to keep from laughing.
"This." Draco grabbed Harry's robes, pulling him closer, ravaging his mouth only to brake off roughly. Draco was beside himself with laughter as Fred looked at them in amazement. "Come on Weasley." Draco put his arm around Fred. "We should all get back before some starts to miss us."
***
"12:00p.m.: Spotted foe at the end of the icy path.
12:00:01pm: Ducked.
12:02pm: Stood up and threw large snowball at boyfriend's head.
12:02:01pm: Boyfriend now running after me with rage in his eyes.
12:05pm: Escaped from the evil loving clutches of one Harry Potter.
12:06pm: Safely inside snow stronghold.
12:07pm: Foe looking for me.
12:10pm.: Had to sacrifice stronghold to make weapons of mass. uh. wetness..
12:15pm.: Potter found me.
12:15:02pm-"
"You don't hide very well when you're talking Draco." Harry showered the blonde with kisses.
Draco gasped as Harry lifted up Draco's shirt, stroking his warm chest with icy cold hands. "12:16pm.: Going through unspeakable torture..."
"Sssh." Harry put his finger on Draco's icy lips.
//12:16:05 Tortured to silence.\\
***
The rest of the year went well. Still haven't heard anything about Voldemort. It kind of worries me. Draco keeps telling me not to worry. He always tells me I have friends and family that will fight with me. He tells me I have him.
Writing of Draco and me .
No one suspected Draco and I. We still parade in front of the school as enemies. We ARE having a lot of fun with it. Fred and Puck came out and everyone was happy for them, even Ron and George. Ron and Hermione are now dating. It wasn't has big of a surprise as I they thought it might be. EVERYONE knew those to would find each other sooner or later.
None of the teachers know about Draco and I. no wait. Snape does. Snape caught us. well I want to keep this journal at least pg-13. He walked in on us and with wide eyes and a blank face he walked right back out. He didn't seem to mind that we are together, even before I caught him and Sirius kissing. (That one shocked me.) I really wish I got a picture of that. Use for future black mail. But then with Draco helping me I don't need to. My scores in Snape's class are better then ever.
The rematch game was fun. Draco and I didn't get to play, but since we were the captains, we just sat on the field yelling at our team mates. Unfortunately Slytherins won with their replacement Seeker.
Draco celebrated with me.
Leaving this year was a little harder then before. Not only was I leaving Draco until next year, but he didn't ride the train home. He said it had something to do with his birthday wish and told me that he'd explain next year. I did enjoy the company of Ron and Hermione as always, but those two dating now made me want to run back Draco. Watching them made me miss him even more.
Come to think of it Fred is just as bummed as I am. Puck stayed behind as well, but he's staying at Hogwarts until next year. I can't wait for the New Year. Another year away from the Dursleys. Another year with my friends. Another year of Quidditch and another year with Draco, my sliver Dragon.
Harry
*~Fin~*
What will happen next year. the year with a plot *Gasp and dramatic music here*
