Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter. I don't own Adamo Redamo, Terry Pratchett or Patricia C. Wrede.

A/N- Well here you will find some action from as many couples as I can squeeze in, it'll get randy, and we see the return of Lockheart, as well as some other promises. And maybe a couple other LITTLE things… Hee hee… And although Alan Rickman is a fantastic Snape, the Snape of my mind cleans up pretty damn good… Sorry for spelling errors, Word is starting to piss me off, it quits whenever I use the spell check… If anyone would care to Beta this, I'd love you for forever…

PAWNS OF FATE

"Well class today we learn about demons." Ms. Figg said. Harry twirled his quill in his hand and idly twisted the sleeve of his black robes in his hand. Beside him Hermione sat up straighter while Draco tensed and looked slightly afraid. Padma and Parvati just lounged I their chairs. Ms. Figg took out her wand.

"The most common species of demons I am sure you are familiar with, things like Grindylows and such. But there are demons that are far more powerful and dangerous. One such is the Pit Fiend." She gestured with her wand and an illusion appeared. The Pit Fiend was tall, gangly even, with two gigantic lanky arms that ended in horrible claws. Its mouth was full of brilliant white teeth, and it's broad flat head held two glittering green eyes that promised pain and so much more. It was an ugly sort of red that looked like the feeling the word crusty brought to mind. It was not pretty.
"Pit Fiends are rare as they must be summoned from a Gate, as must all but the greatest of demons, which are actually called Daemons." Ms. Figg continued, and showed them another 10 or so demons before stopping. She shook out her long main of silver hair and her eyes began to fill with a sort of light that came when she was really getting into teaching.

"Most demons are highly resistant to all but the most powerful spells, and you must pick spells that exploit their weaknesses. You need to think. So what you do to a demon that none but the most powerful or spells can effect and you cannot cast them?" Ms. Figg asked. Parvati raised her hand, biting her lip in much the same way that Hermione did when she was overly excited about answering a question. Ms. Figg nodded to her.

"Yes Parvati?"

"Don't target them with the spell, use an entangle spell or something to stop them from going anywhere, or encase them in ice." Parvatie recited as if from rote and Ms. Figg smiled.

"Very good, now I want you to think about how you would defeat a Ta'aniri because you will be facing one next class."

"Tonight's the night." Remus said as he and Sirius walked up to Hogwarts. Sirius just nodded and smiled, he could visit with Harry and catch up with him. Of course first he had to be there while Snape made the Wolfsbane potion and to make sure that Remus could be restrained if something went wrong.

"Yup." Was all he said. Remus smiled and squeezed his hand.

"I love you Snuffles." He whispered and Sirius flushed.

"That is a horrible name…" He whispered and Remus smiled wider.

"You're cute when you're disgruntled." He paused. "Er, maybe a better sort of word is needed, disgruntled sounds ugly." Sirius snickered.

"Where have they gone?" Voldemort snapped softly, his voice full of anger that could make the strongest of men quail before him. Wormtail sat on the floor, drawing designs in the dirt. Voldemort paced angrily, his eyes flashing the furious red of dried blood on sand. He stormed to and froe and finally growled aloud his frustration.

"DAMN THEM!" He roared and Wormtail cowered before his master's rage. Voldemort seethed with anger, it radiated from his very pores and seemed to fill the entire room.

"I cannot wait any longer, there are still giants to do my bidding and the Dementors are mine. Hell, Azkaban is mine! We are free to strike Wormtail, and the first place we must strike is at the heart of the fool's power. If Hogwarts falls, so shall all of England. And from there I shall begin to purge the world." Voldemort said, his eyes filling with unholy glee at the prospect of the mass genocide, because in his mind he would be cleansing the earth of taint, of muggles… He tore back his sleeve and touched the mark there, sending out the call. The first Death Eater came into the room, and his features were twisted and perverted. He floated and was covered in rags that belied his dirty deathly appearance as they were the purest white.

"Ah Igor, I trust you are ready?" Voldemort drawled with a chuckle. A ghastly "yes" floated out of the man's mouth, his tongue was no longer there, he was now a wraith, the first of his kind in centuries. Voldemort was rather proud of himself, he'd read of wraiths, and creating one gave him a feeling of satisfaction. He missed the glance Wormtail shared with Karkarov, if he hadn't even more blood would have been shed…

And when all of the Death Eaters had gathered Voldemort took a deep breath that bespoke great satisfaction. His long black robes seemed to do the opposite of glow, they absorbed, they drew in all the light around him and turned it to darkness, with his pale skin and red eyes Voldemort looked like a demon.

"Tonight, we attack Hogwarts, show no mercy to any student, unless they be of your blood, and take care not to kill Potter, because he is mine to destroy."

"They will be attacking tonight." Narcissa said and rubbed her head as the reaction head-ache came upon her. Lucius gently touched his wand to her head and she sighed as the ache was soothed.

"Without a doubt?" Lucius asked. She looked at him. He sighed.

"Yes, I know, so we must-"

"Release the Slayer." Narcissa finished smoothly. Lucius sighed once more, and then smiled.

"At last, that fool will get what is coming to him." Narcissa didn't ask which fool, if they were lucky it would be both Voldemort and Dumbledore…

"So Harry, have-" Whatever Seamus was about to ask was interrupted by a scream, and then-

"EVERYONE, PLEASE REMAIN CALM, GET TO THE MAIN HALL NOW!" A voice roared through the entire castle and Harry looked anxiously at Hermione and Ron.

"Quickly, I want everyone down here now!" Hermione suddenly yelled but everyone was yelling and screaming, the prefects couldn't control the panic and Seamus glanced at Harry with terror-

"EVERYONE STOP NOW!" Harry roared into their minds, he felt his Clypeus grow hot to his chest. "I want all of you to follow Hermione and Neville to the Great Hall, they can protect you, now go!" And suddenly the entire Griffyndor house was following the Creator and the Sorcerer. As soon as they left the tower Harry dashed out and ran to where he felt Draco-

-Who was having very similar troubles to Harry's.

"EVERYONE STOP WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU"RE DOING!" Pansy screamed suddenly, and through a noise charm she got everyone's attention.

"All of you not sure whether or not you will be protected in this attack, follow Draco and me." She said and glanced meaningfully at Draco, who sighed and let his power consume him. He felt the question touch of Harry's mind and sent reassurance back down it-

And then the doors broke down.

"The traitors' child, kill him!" Shouted one, and Draco set him aflame. He hurled immense amounts of raw magical bolts at the entrance to the dungeons, until the Death Eaters pulled back and-

He cried out as he felt his body seize up and fell to the floor.

"You fool!" Pansy said.

"What, these are our fathers and mothers Pansy, are you with us or with Draco?" Said a voice he recognized as Milicent.

"Excellent work dear, our Lord shall-"

"Never get the chance to reward you." Suddenly Draco was free he looked up only to freeze again. There was Harry, the Death Eaters turned to face him only to stop, their features contorted into agony. Draco felt Harry fumbling for power as the strain of controlling so many minds was being pulled from him when-

"Stupefy!" Shouted twin voices. Greg and Vincent both set about with their wands and laid into the Death Eaters. Some of the students joined in but the majority cried with outrage and began to fight back. Until a shape appeared that struck fear into the hearts of those that saw the eyes in its hood, and it raised its wand and-

"Avada Kedavra."

Hermione shook with fear as she watched the teachers lay about them. There was Professor McGonagall, turned into a dragon! She watched in horror as the normally dainty old strict professor turned into a gigantic killing machine. There was Professor Flitwick, blasting charms back left and right, a cocky grin on his short face. She vaguely remembered something about him being a fantastic dueler at some point.

There was Snape, drifting in and out of shadows, clutching his arm which was bleeding, and still using it to cast more spells. And then there was Dumbledore, standing tall in the middle, radiating energy like no tomorrow, seeming to sense every blow that was directed at him, and reacting accordingly.

But the most surprising was Professor Trelawney. She sat there, meditating, gazing at her crystal ball, and somehow keeping the Dementors at bay. The battle waged for a couple minutes, and then there were a series of popping noises as house elves suddenly appeared. Hermione stared once again in horror and awe as the combined might of the elves ripped apart the Death Eaters and Dementors. Over a hundred shrill angry voices as Dumbledore called them to defend their school-

A shrill cold blasted through the castle, obviously magical. Icicles grew from the enchanted ceiling which showed a beautiful night outside, one where the stars looked like diamonds studded in hole that was the night sky. The cold heralded the arrival of one of the most feared group of wizards in the world, the Death Bringers, Voldemort's elite fighting corp. The staff of Hogwarts regrouped, and suddenly students were standing to fight alongside their teachers. They outnumbered the Death Eaters and Death Bringers at least 10 to 1, Hermione grinned, they could defeat them and-

"Well well well, what have we here?" A voice whispered. For a second the battle stopped. Professor McGonagall returned to her normal form, Her hide that had pockmarked with wounds now transferred them to her body. Madam Pomfrey quickly healed her after tending to Snape who's face was pale from loss of blood.

"My my Dumbledore, you do manage to put together quite the protection force don't you?" Said Voldemort as he strolled out. Behind him came the entire Slytherin dorm, along with Harry. Beside him stood Wormtail and a cloaked figure wrapped in pure white.

"Now nobody make any sudden movements, we wouldn't want Mr. Potter or Mr. Malfoy to die would we?" Voldemort cackled. Seamus grew cold, Harry and Draco were both captured? Dumbledore seemed to change in that instant, his body straightened and he looked enraged, his ancient face radiating a kind of power that made everyone else flinch. Except Voldemort. Which just goes to show you that true evil is really never that smart.

"What?" Dumbledore asked, his voice dangerously low and his eyes sparkling with anger. Voldemort smiled.

"A simple little charm, made from a part of the recipient. And it was so easy to obtain some of each. After all, Potter's blood flows in my very veins, and it was quite easy to obtain some blood of Malfoy's." Voldemort smiled, and the whole school looked at the two. Harry stood there, his face carefully blank while Draco seethed with barely contained rage.

"I believe we are at a stalemate, so I think we shall be leaving-"

"NO!" Seamus shouted, he would not have either of those two taken from him. He started forward and dodged out of the way of grasping limbs that would have held him back. He ran forward at Voldemort who laughed coldly and raised his wand almost lazily-

"Avada—" He started and Harry let out a wild yell along with Draco. The two rushed at Voldemort and the school drew their wands as one and Vodlemort's servant turned to deal with them but Dumbldore let loose a combination stun charm that made most of the Death Eaters stop in the act of grabbing their wands. Seamus was blind to everything around him as he ran forward, all he knew was that he would not let Voldemort kill the two he loved.

"Kedavra-"

"Him?" Lucius asked as they watched Voldemort draw his wand.

"Yes, it would be- fitting…" Narcissa said as they watched him say the first word. And they let the spell go and fell to the floor, their energy spent, and their wounds only barely healed.

Seamus stared at the green that approached all to quickly for thought and closed his eyes and then all consuming searing pain-

Seamus[i] woke and shook his head groggily. Beside him stood a worn looking old man, he foggily recognized as Dumbledore.

"Wha- wha happe?" Seamus said, the words not quite forming in his weak throat. Dumbledore looked at him gravely.

"Do you remember anything?" He asked, and then Madam Pomfrey bustled in and looked reprovingly at the headmaster.

"Now Albus, I told you he needs to drink this before he can answer any questions." She said softly and gazed at Seamus with something he didn't recognize, maybe sadness or-

The door burst open again and the two people Seamus wanted to see most in the world came in. Harry kissed him soundly on the lips making Pomfrey yelp as she pulled her remedy back from disaster. Dumbledore smiled and as soon as Harry was done Draco moved in. Seamus groaned and thought, This is all well and good but I'm losing air- Draco took his sweet mouth off of Seamus and then glared at him.

"What were you thinking?" he whispered with outrage. Harry smiled and dragged Draco back so an indignantly sniffing Madam Pomfrey could administer her medicine. When she was done she clucked and left so Harry sat down on the bed, pulling Seamus up into his arms while Draco got up plopped down between Seamus's legs and took his hands in his.

"Seamus, do you remember anything." Dumbledore asked once again.

"No, I just remember green, and then nothing-" he stopped. "What happened?" He felt Harry and Draco stiffen slightly.

"You, well first you were enveloped by the green, but it didn't touch you, it swirled around you. Voldemort was confused," Began Harry "And then—

"What is going on?" snarled Voldemort. Seamus stood, his body frozen as the green shown all around him. Draco and Harry stared at him, and then Seamus changed.

"Voldemort, the Slayer has come." Seamus said, but it wasn't Seamus's voice, it was deeper, gravelly and full of nothingness. His eyes became the blank fields of a starry sky. And then his body began to grow until he became a Balrog. His great horned head was wreathed with fire and a whip appeared in his hand.

"And now it is your time." He said and flicked the whip at Voldemort, who laughed as it hit him and fire spat everywhere.

"You didn't think that I could deal with demons, did you Lucius, for that is your master." Voldemort shouted. And then he gestured and the white robed figure took his hood off. Gasps of horror were made as Igor Karkarov descended and made his way towards what was now Seamus.

Seamus, or rather the Balrog possessing Seamus stared at the Wraith. Voldemort watched uncertainly as Karkarov stopped in front of the Balrog. The two stared at each other for a time and then the Balrog seemed to smile.

"Deal." And Karkarov turned to face Voldemort, who now looked positively enraged. His eyes boiled with hatred and his hands clenched into angry white fists.

"Attack!" He bellowed and suddenly Dementors were everywhere, their powerful fear magic rolling in waves over the entire school. Patronuses flew everywhere as well, but there were too many…

Harry screamed as he heard his parents die and saw the brilliant green, and he crumpled to the floor. He didn't know it but he was broadcasting his memory to everyone, and Voldemort was eyeing him delightedly.

"Ah, so that is what you see?" Voldemort murmured. "How, appropriate." And Harry snapped at that. His anger rose forth and pounded the force of the Dementors back and he rose up to face Voldemort. Without thinking he hurled his mind against Voldemort's and they became locked in purely mental combat. And then Voldemort hurled him back and grinned.

"Foolish boy, you thought you could match my might? You, an untrained child whose parents I killed without thought?" Harry grimaced, and tried to remember anything that could be used against man. Draco ran up and grabbed him into a frantic hug and glared at Voldemort. He kissed Harry soundly on what he thought was his lips, but turned out to be his scar. Suddenly Voldemort screamed, something of raw and pure agony. Draco stopped kissing Harry and Voldemort ceased the scream. And then Draco smiled.

He took a deep breath and glued his lips to Harry's scar. Harry smiled and concentrated on how good it felt, knowing that the happier and more content he was the more pain Voldemort would feel. But it wasn't enough to kill him…

Voldemort glared at them, his brilliant red eyes contracted in pain and he growled. Suddenly Wormtail appeared by him and Voldemort looked at him.

"Help me, save your master." He croaked as pain wracked his body. It felt like agony, his very blood burned with such emotion.

"No." Said Wormtail simply. Voldemort stared at him in amazement and Wormtail bent down to put his silver hand around his former master's neck and snapped it. Then he stood up and motioned to Karkarov to leave, only to find the other schools coming through the doorway…

Harry winced, waiting for the reaction of whatever charm Voldemort had worked with his blood- He felt power jolt into his body and suddenly he was warm, feeling something all around him that he barely recognized-

But he knew it all the same, it was his mother.

Draco didn't even bother to wince, he knew that his father- Draco stopped, he had just called Lucius his father, he hadn't done that in so long… But he knew that Lucius would never endanger the Malfoy line, or complicate it with bastardry. So he knew he was safe but Harry- and he sighed for there was Harry, a few tears in his eyes but a terrific smile on his face. And then they turned to Seamus-

Wormtail dropped to the floor as a rat and scampered out with Kakarov right behind him, all letting the Wraith pass through, his emenating fear scattering them in his wake. And when they reached the outside the rat hopped into Karkarov's hand and the Wraith flew up, and far away, for now…

"And then the rest of Death Eaters were rounded up, most of the Death Bringers escaped." Draco finished.

"After that you turned back to normal and Dumbledore said we had the week off from school. You should have seen how angry he was, and then he Banished the Dementors, it was awesome." Harry said. Seamus's eyes widened and turned to look at the headmaster in awe. Dumbledore flushed.

"They are abominations, I will not have them contaminating this school ever again." A Banishing was a charm that was very powerful, and there were probably only 10 or so wizards or witches on the planet that could cast it. It was a spell that took immense power and years of study. It made it so that a creature like that couldn't come near were the charm was based. If one managed to appear somehow, it would be torn apart as the charm sought to push it away in all directions.

Just then the door burst open and Ms. Figg busted in. She flung her arms around Seamus and hugged him with all her might, knocking Harry and Draco nearly off the bed.

"You stupid boy!" She croaked and Seamus just hugged her back. "Don't ever scare me like that again." She glared at Harry and Draco.

"If you two can't take better care of him you will always be sleeping on the couch, metaphorically speaking, whether he wants you there or not. I'll see to it myself if I have to." She said darkly and Draco rolled his eyes while Harry nodded, a smile on his face.

"Come on Arabella, the boys would probably like some time together." Dumbledore said as he led her out of the room.

"Oh all right Dumbell-"

"Arabella…" And the door gently closed on them. Harry turned to say something to Seamus only to have his lips glued shut as Seamus kissed him fiercely. He groaned as Seamus flicked his tongue in and out of Harry's mouth. Harry felt Seamus reach for him and moaned as Seamus dug his hand under Harry's robes and grabbed him. Behind them Draco was watching in fascination. He loved to watch them, to hear them-

"Draco, get your Slytherin ass over here and help me with this boy." Harry said. Draco smiled and waltzed over, gently running his hands along Harry's robes before removing them. Harry then pressed his naked body against Seamus and pulled his robes apart. Seamus's breath caught as his skin came into contact with Harry's. The sensations were so intense…

Draco came over and began to kiss Seamus passionately while Harry moved lower and-

Seamus's eyes flew open as Harry engulfed him and Draco simply pushed him back down as Harry teased and pleased him…

Seamus keened into Draco's mouth, who just smiled and then trailed a line of kisses down to Seamus's sweet neck and began to give him a hickey. Harry suddenly reappeared and nuzzled Draco's neck. Seamus sighed and then collapsed into a deep slumber, he was still so tired…

"Hmm…" Draco said. "let's continue this somewhere else Harry." Harry nodded and pulled his robes and boots back on. They left Seamus, a smile on his face and curled up in the warmth of his sheets, lovingly tucked in.

"Hey Neville." Ron said quietly.

"Hi Ron." Neville returned. The two sat in silence for a little bit and then started to speak at the same time. They both flushed and stopped. Neville cleared his throat and Ron put his hands together in his lap and stared at a spot on the floor. Neville smiled suddenly and Ron smiled too, and then Neville hiccupped and Ron started to laugh. Soon they two were just laughing, hard. Ron couldn't breathe and tears were starting to come out of his eyes and Neville was laughing so hard he wasn't making a noise.

After a minute the two managed to calm down enough so that they weren't wheezing like there was no tomorrow. And then they were back to the uncomfortable silence, and Neville remembered what Ginny had told him-

"You'll need to take the first step." He looked at Ron.

"Hey Ron, there's something I wanna talk about, care for a walk?"

Ron paced alongside the lake nervously. What did Neville want to talk about, did he know how he felt, was he trying to break it to him that he didn't feel that way? Ron was so scared, his palms were damp and nervous. He knew that he looked pale and withdrawn, hardly attractive and he was just so scared…

"Ron" Neville spoke with a tenderness in his voice that made the taller teen's heart constrict. "There's something I need to tell you." Ron's eyes opened wide, what- was it too much to hope for? He got his answer when Neville did the most clichéd, and yet effective, thing in the book.

He kissed him, and Ron reflected that he tasted like ambrosia…

Ron picked Neville up, still in lip lock, and carried him over to a place where he knew they wouldn't be disturbed. It was a small grove of trees and shrubs that was by the lake, just before the Forbidden forest. When they got there he pinned Neville to the ground and proceeded to ravish him, dashing in with his tongue and making the boy moan helplessly. Neville gripped Ron's robes and murmured in his ear "Take me." Ron looked at Neville who nodded earnestly and Ron shook his head.

"No." Neville paled and went cold, was this rejection? "Not now, we do that in bed." Neville nodded, and then flushed at his forwardness. God he was embarrassed, it would have been so utterly stupid to try-

"Stop thinking that, because I know you aren't." Ron murmured and kissed Neville again. "You will-" Another kiss "Never ever-" More kisses, Neville liked kisses "think of yourself like that again understand?" Each time more kisses, by then Neville would have sold his soul for more kisses from Ron. Ron gently pressed a hand down Neville's robes and the boy looked at him in surprise.

"Just because I'm not going to have sex with you doesn't mean we can't have fun?" Ron asked roguishly, and Neville melted, at his smile, at his scent and most of all-

"Oh god Ron!" His touch.

"So how are they doing?" Hermione murmured into Ginny's soft sweet hair. Ginny smiled.

"Ron just did something very naughty and Neville is wavering between astonishment and ecstasy." She turned to face her girlfriend- god those words even unspoken sent a chill through her.

"Sorta like that time you tried that one thing with the chocolate and strawberries? Except without the food." Hermione raised an eyebrow.

"Well I'll see what I can do." She murmured and pressed herself suddenly against Ginny's mouth. Ginny grinned, or would have had she been able, who would've known that underneath the calm exterior there lurked such a sex fiend in Hermione?

She groaned suddenly as Hermione pushed her back aagints the railing on the top of the tower, and groaned again as Hermione tweaked the end of her sensitive nipple. God she tasted good. Then Hermione began to slide her hands under Ginny's robes and it was all Ginny could do to stay upright as Hermione caressed her chest and then moved her fingers downward.

Yes touch is indeed a powerful thing…

"Fleur, I need the powdered dragon scales, the one's powdered on a Tuesday mind you." Snape said in French. Fleur looked at his labels carefully and after a minute grabbed the one that said "Powdered Dragon Scales, Tues."

"These Severus?" She asked and he nodded.

"Thank you, now we have the scales for protection, the-" He was cut off as one Bill Weasley entered the dungeon.

"Professor Snape?" He asked and Snape scowled at the boy. He remembered Bill Weasley, the only one to do well in his class and not come off as a pompous ass.

"Ah, we recently uncovered this on a dig in Egypt and I thought that you might wish to have it." He hand an over-sized goblet to Snape who looked at it in confusion. It was covered in runes that he couldn't understand.

"What is this?" Bill smiled tiredly, his eyes held small bags under them, he hadn't slept well since Charlie died…

"It's the Goblet of Potions, or rather something unpronounceable in some ancient Egyptian dialect, maybe you can make up a better name? The point is, you need only to tap your wand against and say what ingredient you need, luckily you can say it in English, for reasons we cannot fathom." He finished. He then turned around and nearly flew up the stairs, he felt suddenly suffocated.

Snape stared at the goblet and slowly a large smile encompassed his face. Fleur grinned.

"You need to smile more often my dear, it brightens your demeanor." Snape rolled his eyes.

"What if I happen to like me the way I am?" Fleur grinned.

"I'd say your lying your ass off." Then she attacked him, embracing his mouth with her, reveling in the feel of his strong arms wrapping around her as he returned the favor.

"You're to young and good for me." Snape whispered after they broke the kiss. Fleur frowned.

"Don't say that, I'm not good enough for you, and as for age? We live longer than Muggles so what do you care?" Snape searched for a reply and decided that more kissing would have to do. Fleur was so light and delicious in his arms, he loved the feel of her hair, the deft touch of her lips and the delicate milky color of her skin…

"A week off eh? And the end of Voldemort!" Hermione practically shouted. Harry grinned, he couldn't describe how he felt, it was the weight off of his chest, a sense of, fulfillment. He felt better now than he had in so very long-

Of course it helped that Seamus was once again massaging his back as they lay on the grassy knoll that overlooked the Quidditch field.

"Woop dee doo!" Draco said. Hermione gave him a look to which he winked flirtatiously.

"Shut up Draco." Said Ron absently from Neville's lap, his body stretched out and his head lying in Neville's cross legged lap. Neville reveled in the feeling of Ron's hair and just felt so content holding him.

"The whole bloody world is against me isn't it?" Draco said in mock horror.

"Nah just everyone in it." Was the rumble that came from Vincent. Draco stared at him in shock and Hermione just had to laugh at the expression on his face.

"Draco- you look like a fish!"

"Is this a private party or can anyone join?" Said a voice. Draco froze, it sounded like-

"Pansy?" He whispered and turned to see her silvery silhouette. "Pansy- oh god-"

"Oh don't get all wishy-washy on me Draco, at least I can still hang around." She said. Her transparent body was hard to see even in the dim light of a fall afternoon. She smiled then and sank into the earth, vanishing from sight. The group sat still for a moment, and then stayed quiet, for Fawkes was flying and a flaming phoenix is something of beauty that must be observed.

That didn't stop Harry and Seamus from sidling up to Draco and just being there, for Draco still wasn't comfortable with more in public, and the three shared what it was to be together.

And the phoenix spiraled into the sun…


[i] You didn't think I'd kill Seamus did you? Silly people…

Shout Out-

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