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Chapter 2 -

Harry felt like he was flying for a moment before he came to a ground halt. He gathered his bearings not knowing what happened and looked at his surrounding areas. Something was attached to Harry's hand and he didn't know what. Is that a – hand?! Where the bloody hell am I? More importantly, who on earth was holding his hand?

Just then everything came flooding back to him.

Oh no, oh no, oh no…it's MALFOY!!! I Came home…Malfoy was there…taking me to seeker school…he kissed me – he did –

Harry's eyes bulged. 'What?! What the hell was that?!' Harry exploded turning to Draco who was looking at his with a faint amused grin. His grin only grew larger.

'Oh Harry, surely by fifth year you know what a kiss is – I mean it wasn't a proper kiss but you do understand what it is when two pairs of lips meet?' Draco said adopting a voice something akin to empathy.

'I…what?! Of course I know! I meant why the hell did you kiss me?! I mean…you're my enemy and…you're in Slytherin and… and you're a Boy!' Harry said spluttering.

Draco chuckled only to infuriate Harry more. 'Well I'm glad we've got that cleared up then. Now, may be proceed inside?' Draco asked warmly.

'I…No! I don't wanna drop this! I want to know why, Malfoy! And where the fuck are we?!' Harry said looking around at the grounds and the large mansion.

'Temper, temper, Harry. Now there was no need to swear. My Baby Lion doesn't blaspheme. And we, Baby Lion, are outside Malfoy Manor, one of my homes. We're in Wiltshire. Now, let's go inside. We don't want you catching cold, do we?' Malfoy said looking at Harry somewhat like Dumbledore with smugness.

'I…Malfoy, is this supposed to be some sort of trap,' he looked darkly at Draco, 'because if it bloody well is, it's not funny! But then again, I should have expected it from you!' He spat. Draco's smirk vanished.

'And what exactly is that supposed to mean?' Draco said narrowing his eyes with them flashing with anger.

'You're the son of the next dark lord, death-eater-in-training, a Slytherin, cunning, cold and out for yourself! You don't care about other people!' Harry shouted outraged.

'Listen here, my Lion, if I did not care, why would I be taking you to the most elite seeker school tomorrow and why would I, of all people, have just kissed you? If you cannot get your facts straight, Potter, including the fact that I am apparently a death-eater-in-training, then do not speak at all! Now get inside the house before I either leave you on the streets in Wiltshire, or give you personally to Voldemort myself,' Draco barked with so much authority that when he grabbed Harry's hand again and marched them both up the path, through the door, into the hallway and up the grand marble staircase, Harry did not even try to challenge him. Quite the opposite, in fact.

'Will you slow the hell down?!' Harry shouted practically running as Draco quickly dragged him through halls. Draco ignored Harry and just carried on. 'Please?' And they took a corridor to their right. 'Fine! Don't slow down and let's just crash into something, shall we?' Harry said starting to fume.

Draco came to an abrupt halt and turned around without giving notice to Harry. Therefore, Harry ran straight into Draco pushing them both down, Harry on top of Draco. There, Draco took the opportunity get on top of Harry and spun Harry off him, onto the floor and himself on Harry.

Draco grinned flashing his pearly white teeth, mirth in his eyes. Harry's breathing rate increased. 'Th-thanks,' Harry stuttered.

'What for, my Lion?' Draco said. 'For being in this position with me? For the small kiss? You know, I can always refresh your memory. Perhaps this time, it could be more detailed, if you catch my drift.'

Harry flushed. 'Well may-', Harry realized what he was about to say and his eyes grew wide. 'I mean, no! That's gross, Malfoy! We're boys, it's not allowed!'

Confusion ensued on Draco's half. 'Says who?' Harry didn't know how to answer. 'Well?'

'Well, it's…it's..it's just wrong! Religion says you shouldn't and it's against everyone's morals! The Dursley's always were disgusted when they saw gays holding hands and kissing and stuff,' Harry said flustered.

Confusion changed to understanding and Draco laughed. 'You silly Lion. Muggles have completely different views to wizards; and that's one reason why I hate them. You see Baby Lion, in the wizarding world it's as common as heterosexual relationships. We don't frown upon it like muggles do. Hell, even some of your friends are gay!'

'My…my friends?' Harry said shocked.

'Yeah, the Weasel for one and some of his brothers so I've heard. Finnegan for another- he's going out with Blaise Zabini from Slytherin. Finch-Fletchley in Hufflepuff. Both the Creeveys, which was to be expected. Some of the girls also, I believe.'

'R-Ron?!'

'Of course, it's so obvious. He's seeing a guy from Ravenclaw last I heard.'

'But-but, I thought him and Hermione…?'

'-To be expected, really. No, Granger told me they've fought so often after he told her he was gay and he didn't tell you. She knew she couldn't tell you but that didn't mean she couldn't try and get Ron to. That's why they've argued over little things and more importantly, you. Remember any arguments you've walked in on and they've immediately shut up?'

'Yeah, actually. Hang on, Hermione told you this?'

'She did, we're friends,' Draco said with a genuine smile on his face.

'But…at school-' Draco cut him off.

'Keeping up appearances, Harry. Had to be done, I'm afraid.'

'Wow,' Harry paused. His face grew steadily more upset as he comprehended at this.

'What the matter?' Draco said concerned showing on his naturally emotionless face.

'Why didn't Ron tell me? I would have understood! He'd only have to explain to me, I mean, I wasn't against gays so I wouldn't have freaked out. He's my best friend, Malfoy, my best friend! We share everything, or I thought we did,' Harry said so upset he didn't notice the tears sliding of his face.

'It's all right, baby. It doesn't matter now. I told you I was the better friend,' Draco smirked.

'I am being serious!' Harry raged indignantly.

'And what makes you believe I'm not?!' He kissed Harry's forehead and got up holding out a hand for Harry. 'Now come on, it's dinner in half an hour and we still haven't you to your room, or changed or anything,' Draco said with gentle authority. 'And over my dead body will I let you miss a meal. You look worse than Sirius Black when he came out of Azkaban.'

At that, Harry tensed. Draco recognized this but didn't know what to make of it. He didn't say anything though. It was for Harry to tell him, not to be forced out of him.

'I did not look as bad as Snuffles! My clothes aren't that tatty or dirty. I don't have long, scraggly, greasy hair and I don't look haunted!' Harry huffed. And then realized what he'd said... Shit. What if Malfoy was to tell his father... Double shit. And what if he was to tell Voldemort… Oh fuck the lord of all that's holy.

'Pardon?' Clearly he didn't need to wait too long.

Harry panicked. 'Erm…I…I mean…' But there was no explanation he could come up with. He wasn't with Ron here; he couldn't get out of things so easily.

'Are you trying to tell me, that you know Sirius Black?!' Draco said quietly although he knew the answer.

'N-No!' Harry retorted quickly. Sirius is going to be dead and it's my entire fault!

Draco knew Harry wasn't about to come out with the truth so he chose a different tactic. He took Harry into his arms blocking all protests and kept him there stroking his head until Harry relaxed. Which wasn't going to be soon unless Draco reassured him.

'Harry, it's alright. I'm not going to tell anyone. I promise. Family means a lot to me,' Draco whispered still stroking his hair.

Harry looked up sharply. 'What? You're…you're family?'

'He's my Uncle,' Draco explained. Harry's eyes nearly popped out.

'He's your what?! Why didn't he tell me!' Harry said starting to get angry.

'So you admit you know him? Well, I did suspect it,' Draco looked down on Harry who was struggling to get out of his arms. 'I'm not going to let you go.'

'Look, you've just told me the closest thing I've ever had to a father is your Uncle and he's never told me he was related to Malfoy's! My enemy has brought me to his home claiming to like me and about to take me to seeker school, which is very expensive! Forgive me if you think I'm over reacting but I can't seem to get over it! Now let me go!' Harry burst out but Draco wasn't having any of it.

'Stop struggling! I am stronger than you and therefore you will stay in my arms if I want you to! It's not like I'm going to hurt you,' Draco said sternly tightening his grip without being harming Harry.

'Oh yeah?! And how would I know that?'

'Trust me, baby.' He placed another kiss on Harry's head. 'Now can we please get you dressed properly?'

Harry sighed. 'Are you just going to make me do what you want and not let me go home even if I wanted to?'

Draco grinned. 'No, I'm not.' And with that, Draco kissed Harry but this time, Harry responded even if he didn't want to.

Well that didn't take too long.

What a boring chapter!!! I am sooooo sorry! The only explanation I have is that unless they wanted to get into a fight, which I really did not want to write but it might have to be done later, that was the only road I could think of to go down! And it did explain a few things to Harry, I guess. And it was long.

Sorry again!

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