Harry was first to wake the following morning with Draco curled
protectively around him. He inwardly smiled as he recalled the events of
the previous evening.
His orders from his father were going to plan and he was falling in love. Wait a minute, I'm Voldermorts heir, I shouldn't have feelings they show weakness. Harry thought to himself, he wasn't meant to be weak; he was supposed to be strong.
Draco woke fifteen minutes later to an empty bed, however the sound of the shower was easily distinguishable in the next room. He couldn't help but smile at the memory of their actions.
They walked down to breakfast in the usual silence, neither knew what to say. Draco desperately wanted to take Harry's hand but he knew the other teen wouldn't like it, he wasn't the sort or person who skipped along hallways hand in hand with the person he loved. But the question Draco was dying to ask was did Harry love him as he did or was it purely lust?
The lessons were as dull as normal; the Gryffindor's too terrified to even look in Harry's general direction. At the end of Transfiguration Professor MacGonagall called Harry back, his usual Slytherin body guards waited outside at the Professor's evil glares in their direction.
"Riddle, the headmaster wishes to see you, alone. It is regarding your behaviour in Hogsmead last weekend."
"And what if I refuse?"
"That is not an option, follow me please."
Harry sighed and followed the stern looking woman. He dismissed Crabbe and Goyle on the way but Draco defiantly followed all the way to the stone Gargoyle.
"Blood suckers." Minerva said, this was obviously a password because immediately the gargoyle sprang to life. "You go up." She pointed at Harry. "You stay here." She glared at Draco.
"If he doesn't go neither do I." Harry said in the most superior and aristocratic voice he could.
Professor MacGonagall bit her lip in frustration at the boy's insolence but nodded and allowed Draco to follow them both up. She knocked on the door told the teens to wait where they were and entered.
"Thanks for coming with me." Harry whispered shyly kissing Draco on the cheek.
"No problem, love." Draco replied taking his boyfriends hand and squeezing it slightly showing his support. They realised each other just as the door opened, and they were told to enter.
"Hello boy's please sit down, would you like a lemon drop?"
Both Harry and Draco looked at the elderly wizard in disgust. "Do you have a reason for summoning us here or are you just looking for guests to invite to a tea party." The raven haired teen drawled slumping down into a chair, his other half doing the same.
"I have heard a number of complaints that you have been threatening your class mates, may I ask why?"
"Well, first reason has to be, because they started on me. Second, I don't tolerate disrespect on any level, and third I don't like mudbloods or muggle lovers."
Draco had to stifle a laugh as Harry finished his statement. Minerva looked outraged at what he had just said.
"Well Mr Riddle, or is it Voldermort?"
"Big deal you know who my dad is and you can say his name with out becoming a stuttering mess, congratulations."
"I would like you to know that I also don't tolerate insolence on any level at my school and any more will have you expelled. Do I make myself clear?"
"You can try to expel me, but I could also kill you as easily or any one in this pathetic excuse for school. The fact that I haven't already is quite surprising, you can thank my Dad for the lack of a death toll."
"But as I understand it, you are more powerful than your father why follow orders from him?" Dumbledore said staring into Harry's emerald eyes.
Harry could feel the old man trying to penetrate (A/N not in that way get your minds out of the gutter people) his mind. In an instant Harry had thrown him out and the old man staggered back clutching his desk for support.
"Fool, did you really think I would let you just open my mind as if it were a book."
"No, I did not but I can tell without entering your mind that you love your father, he is your weakness. It doesn't have to be like this Harry, you could be good, if you choose to be so."
Harry stood up, Draco did the same. "The day I help you will be a tragic day indeed, I need no one by my side to be great and I certainly don't need an army to defeat you." He sneered before departing the office, Draco fell into line behind him.
The Slytherin common room was in up roar all night, Harry completely forgot about his meeting with the youngest Weasly until he heard a soft knocking at the portrait hole.
"Congratulations Harry, we all know what you did." She said when he let her in handing him the book.
"Did you enjoy reading this?" Harry asked in his kindly voice.
"Yes, I was wondering if maybe you could teach me some of the curses in there."
"I will consider it, are your house mates not concerned about where you keep slipping off to at night?"
"No, they don't really notice me."
"Ok, come here tomorrow lunch time, myself and your half brother will help you with this."
"Thank you Harry."
"It is alright, friends help each other."
"If you ever need help from me, not that you ever will because you're all powerful, but if you do, you only have to ask."
"Ok, now off you go."
Harry shut the portrait hole behind her. He had Ginny wrapped around his little finger.
"Everything going to plan?"
"Of course, but right now I have other thing's on my mind. Care to accompany me to our room?"
"Could I ever decline an offer like that?"
His orders from his father were going to plan and he was falling in love. Wait a minute, I'm Voldermorts heir, I shouldn't have feelings they show weakness. Harry thought to himself, he wasn't meant to be weak; he was supposed to be strong.
Draco woke fifteen minutes later to an empty bed, however the sound of the shower was easily distinguishable in the next room. He couldn't help but smile at the memory of their actions.
They walked down to breakfast in the usual silence, neither knew what to say. Draco desperately wanted to take Harry's hand but he knew the other teen wouldn't like it, he wasn't the sort or person who skipped along hallways hand in hand with the person he loved. But the question Draco was dying to ask was did Harry love him as he did or was it purely lust?
The lessons were as dull as normal; the Gryffindor's too terrified to even look in Harry's general direction. At the end of Transfiguration Professor MacGonagall called Harry back, his usual Slytherin body guards waited outside at the Professor's evil glares in their direction.
"Riddle, the headmaster wishes to see you, alone. It is regarding your behaviour in Hogsmead last weekend."
"And what if I refuse?"
"That is not an option, follow me please."
Harry sighed and followed the stern looking woman. He dismissed Crabbe and Goyle on the way but Draco defiantly followed all the way to the stone Gargoyle.
"Blood suckers." Minerva said, this was obviously a password because immediately the gargoyle sprang to life. "You go up." She pointed at Harry. "You stay here." She glared at Draco.
"If he doesn't go neither do I." Harry said in the most superior and aristocratic voice he could.
Professor MacGonagall bit her lip in frustration at the boy's insolence but nodded and allowed Draco to follow them both up. She knocked on the door told the teens to wait where they were and entered.
"Thanks for coming with me." Harry whispered shyly kissing Draco on the cheek.
"No problem, love." Draco replied taking his boyfriends hand and squeezing it slightly showing his support. They realised each other just as the door opened, and they were told to enter.
"Hello boy's please sit down, would you like a lemon drop?"
Both Harry and Draco looked at the elderly wizard in disgust. "Do you have a reason for summoning us here or are you just looking for guests to invite to a tea party." The raven haired teen drawled slumping down into a chair, his other half doing the same.
"I have heard a number of complaints that you have been threatening your class mates, may I ask why?"
"Well, first reason has to be, because they started on me. Second, I don't tolerate disrespect on any level, and third I don't like mudbloods or muggle lovers."
Draco had to stifle a laugh as Harry finished his statement. Minerva looked outraged at what he had just said.
"Well Mr Riddle, or is it Voldermort?"
"Big deal you know who my dad is and you can say his name with out becoming a stuttering mess, congratulations."
"I would like you to know that I also don't tolerate insolence on any level at my school and any more will have you expelled. Do I make myself clear?"
"You can try to expel me, but I could also kill you as easily or any one in this pathetic excuse for school. The fact that I haven't already is quite surprising, you can thank my Dad for the lack of a death toll."
"But as I understand it, you are more powerful than your father why follow orders from him?" Dumbledore said staring into Harry's emerald eyes.
Harry could feel the old man trying to penetrate (A/N not in that way get your minds out of the gutter people) his mind. In an instant Harry had thrown him out and the old man staggered back clutching his desk for support.
"Fool, did you really think I would let you just open my mind as if it were a book."
"No, I did not but I can tell without entering your mind that you love your father, he is your weakness. It doesn't have to be like this Harry, you could be good, if you choose to be so."
Harry stood up, Draco did the same. "The day I help you will be a tragic day indeed, I need no one by my side to be great and I certainly don't need an army to defeat you." He sneered before departing the office, Draco fell into line behind him.
The Slytherin common room was in up roar all night, Harry completely forgot about his meeting with the youngest Weasly until he heard a soft knocking at the portrait hole.
"Congratulations Harry, we all know what you did." She said when he let her in handing him the book.
"Did you enjoy reading this?" Harry asked in his kindly voice.
"Yes, I was wondering if maybe you could teach me some of the curses in there."
"I will consider it, are your house mates not concerned about where you keep slipping off to at night?"
"No, they don't really notice me."
"Ok, come here tomorrow lunch time, myself and your half brother will help you with this."
"Thank you Harry."
"It is alright, friends help each other."
"If you ever need help from me, not that you ever will because you're all powerful, but if you do, you only have to ask."
"Ok, now off you go."
Harry shut the portrait hole behind her. He had Ginny wrapped around his little finger.
"Everything going to plan?"
"Of course, but right now I have other thing's on my mind. Care to accompany me to our room?"
"Could I ever decline an offer like that?"