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Draco Malfoy and the Alliance of Power, Trust and Friendship

Chapter 3: Foolish Games Author: Gwendolyn Malfoy



Draco stepped into the still empty classroom. He sat down at a desk and looked around. He was in the Charms classroom. Yesterday Dumbledore had told them about their powers and McGonagall had tried to learn them to do wandless transfiguration. It didn't exactly go like she had planned it. He, Draco, had kept blowing his feather up, and Potter made it disappear. And today they would learn who their "bonding" professor would be. Well, he would only tell them about the bonding and the use of it and then he would teach them some advanced Defense methods. Draco was looking forwards to it.

He sneered as Potter entered the classroom.

'Isn't he here yet?' Potter asked confused.

'Do you see him?'

'No.'

'Then he isn't here' Draco said, a smirk playing on his lips.

'Yeah well, he could've walked away, that he was here before.'

'That doesn't make any sense.'

Potter crossed his arms and glared at Draco. Draco just sneered back. A voice interrupted them.

'So sorry I'm late, I got erm. held up a bit.'

Potter looked up and smiled.

'Professor Lupin!' he exclaimed happily.

'Hello Harry.'

'Oh great, the werewolf.'

'Hello to you too, Mr. Malfoy.'

'You're going to teach us?' Potter asked happily.

'I am.'

'Does that mean you are going to teach us the whole year?'

'Yes.'

Potter let out a whoop of joy and Draco rolled his eyes.

'So what are we doing here?' he asked.

'Dumbledore asked me to teach you some things about how to defend yourselves against very powerful magic and I need to tell you about bonding.'

'What, you expect me and Potter to become blood brothers or something?'

'Not exactly though some people see it the same way.'

'Oh no, just forget it, I'm not letting Potter's blood run in my veins.'

'You won't have his blood running through your veins.'

'How does it work then, professor?' Potter asked, cutting into the conversation.

'Well, it differs, with some people bonding just happens naturally, some people bond with their eyes, by just looking at each other, some people bond with a kiss, and. some people bond by having sex.'

'So what you're saying is, I have to have sex with Malfoy?'

'No, but it could be possible. Of course, some people don't bond at all' Lupin said, his eyes cast to the ground.

'Is that a choice?'

'Yes, it is. You can do without bonding, but your magic will fade eventually. It happened to Riddle.'

'Voldemort?'

'Yes, but well, his powers he had back then, are gone now. It happened to be that, his bonding partner wasn't here at Hogwarts. Dumbledore was to late to find him.'

Potter and Draco staid silent after that bit of information.

'Are bonding partners always the same sex?'

'No, not always, but often, yes.'

'Well, there's no way I'm bonding with Potter, no way at all. We hate each other, and our stupid powers aren't going to help us overcome that' Draco sneered, as he started to get up.

'Then, Mr. Malfoy, it might be best to stop your training' Lupin sneered right back.

'Fine, I don't need these trainings.'

With one last glare Draco left the classroom and quickly walked down to the Slytherin dorms. He raked one shaky hand through his hair. Why did everything have to be so difficult? First his father, then he heard Potter had the same powers as him and third, he had to bond with him. Well, he didn't have to necessarily, but he didn't want to loose his powers. Maybe they would just bond naturally. But Draco didn't think that would happen. They had shared to much hatred to bond so easily. It didn't bother him that his bonding partner was a boy and that he probably had to sleep with him to bond. The fact that did bother him however was that it was Potter. He had realised last year, at the Yule Ball that he liked boys and he had found himself strangely attracted to Diggory. It had hurt him when he died. But there was nothing attractive to Potter. Stupid glasses, his nose a bit on the large side, the ugly scar. Draco closed his eyes and sighed deeply. Even if Potter had been good looking, then there wasn't a chance they would bond. Potter hated him deeply and that would never change. He, Draco, would give their hatred up quickly, if that would make their bonding easier. Draco tried to tell himself that he just wanted to bond with Potter so that his powers would become stronger, but it was very hard to ignore that irritating little voice in the back of his head. He screamed loudly as he flopped down on his bed. He closed his eyes and shook his head to clear his thoughts. He hadn't realised how tired he had been up to that point. Sleep overtook him and his dreams came quickly. ~*~ Up in the Charms classroom Lupin shook his head sadly. Harry had left a few moments after Draco's footsteps dissolved into thin air and now he was alone. It was still a question to him why exactly Dumbledore had asked him to teach both boys about bonding. Surely the man must know that his pain, an aching pain, that he still felt in his heart, wasn't gone. Not only powerful wizards with a famous heirloom bonded, but also people with strong magic or dark magic within them did. And Remus wasn't a dark wizard, but he was a dark creature. So naturally a bonding partner had been assigned to him. He understood Draco and Harry's shock all too well. It was the same shock he had experienced years ago. He hoped dearly the two boys would come to their senses in time and that they would bond, because he didn't wish the pain he went through each day on anyone. Not even on the person who caused this pain. ~*~ Draco woke up to a loud scream and moments later he realised it had been his own. Then images from his dream, or rather, nightmare came flying back to him. His father, getting the kiss from a dementor, Potter standing on the side, a large smirk on his face, Snape and Lupin looking on, clutching each other in a tight embrace, as if the dementor might come for them next. Then his father disappeared, the dementor disappeared, Snape and Lupin disappeared but Potter kept standing there, his smirk changing into a scowl as he came closer. He raised his wand carelessly and that was the moment Draco had woken up, sweat standing in beads on his forehead. He knew Potter was able to do such a thing, sending the killing curse his way without one thought, but it scared him none the less. He shook his head wildly, but the image of a smirking Potter wouldn't go away. He looked at the large clock that stood in the corner of the room. It stood still at "Dinner Time". Draco sighed as he got up, brushing one hand carelessly through his hair. Then he walked to the Great Hall, his back as right as ever, looking confident as ever, but the thoughts wouldn't leave is mind. The moment he entered the Great Hall, he sensed uncomfortable silence hanging in the air. He was late as usual so he quickly sat down next to Snape. Snape was looking down at his plate angrily and Lupin, he noticed, was looking anywhere but at Snape. He wondered what had happened. Probably another fight between the two professors. It wasn't unusual, it had occurred often in Draco's third year.

'Well, as everyone is hear now.' Dumbledore said shortly and seconds later food appeared on the table.

Draco snarled silently as he noticed that the chicken drums were again standing right besides Potter and he couldn't reach it. Why was he always in his way?

'Pass me the drums Potty' Draco sneered.

Potter looked up, surprised at Draco calling him Potty, only Ron had called him that, but only when the two of them were alone up in the Gryffindor commons. He did pass Draco the drums however.

'Calling each other by pet names already?' Dumbledore asked smiling.

Potter flushed and even a small tinge appeared on Draco's cheeks.

'Albus' Snape warned in a most dangerous voice.

'Yes, my dear Severus, something's wrong?'

'Leave the boy alone.'

'If you wish, Sevvy.'

Both Snape and Lupin's heads shot up at that.

'Don't ever call me that again. Or else, I swear, you'll never be able to speak another word' Snape hissed and then he stood up, leaving the Great Hall in large strides. To everyone's surprise, Lupin went after him. Everyone returned to their meals silently, amazed at by what had just taken place.

'Albus, that was very inappropriate, you knew about it' Professor McGonagall whispered silently.

'My dear Professor, don't you see, surely you are not that blind, it's still so clear, they just need a push in the right direction.'

'But you could've been a little bit more subtle about it.'

'I'm not subtle, you know that.'

McGonagall chuckled lightly.

'You sure are not, you sure are not.'

~*~

'Sna. Severus, wait' Lupin said, grabbing Snape's wrist and twisting him around roughly.

'What?! What is it?'

'Why are you being this way?'

'Don't you remember then, our 5th year?'

'I do, how could I forget that? But.'

'Don't you understand?'

'No, I guess, tell me?'

'What use is it? Obviously you didn't care so much back then, or else you would understand' Snape sneered and then he yanked his arm away, stalking down the corridor quickly.

Remus sighed. Suddenly bits from a past long ago came flying back to him.

'Of course, Severus, Sev, my Sevvy' Remus said softly.

Only it was no use now to run after him, why would he listen to Remus now?

'God Sev, forgive me' he said with a small sob, then he sank to his knees, all his memories coming back to him.

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