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18. Brotherly Love
Harry and Roger had been talking about different things for about an hour now. Harry found out that Roger had two older sisters and that his father worked for the ministry and his mother ran a day care center from home.
Harry told Roger about Safe haven and his crazy family.
"So, why are you with Malfoy?" asked Roger suddenly.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry confused.
"I mean Malfoy is a jerk, you know how he feels about muggleborns, right?" he said remembering that Harry's mother was one.
"Well...I've heard some things from my roommates but I don't think they're true." said Harry not wanting to admit that his boyfriend was a bit of a muggle-hater.
"Didn't you hear about what he did to this kid, umm....Colin, he is from Gryffindor you know?" desperately wanting to get Harry against Draco.
"What did he do?" asked Harry hating himself for being curious.
"Well he humiliated him in front of the entire school by jinxing his clothes making them spell the word 'mudblood', so the kid walked in the Great Hall with those words written in mud across his chest." He said with a phony solemn expression.
"Draco wouldn't do that." said Harry in a soft voice.
"Look Harry you're a really nice, smart, cute guy and I just don't think that Malfoy is good enough for you." he said taking Harry's hands in his and taking them to his lips.
Harry was so shocked by this he didn't react fast enough but when Roger's tongue touched his skin, he snapped.
"Er...I need to go or my mum is going to kill me," said Harry pulling his hands back and running off.
Back in the Hospital Wing
"I know we have but there is something you don't know about Harry," he said taking a deep breath.
"What?" asked both of his parents frustrated.
"Harry is the one, he is the one from the prophecy," he finished looking at his parents confused faces.
"He can't...I mean he just...he can't be," said Mrs. Malfoy shaking her head.
"His mother is a muggleborn, the prophecy specifically said they would be pure. It can't be him and you're just wasting your time and risking your chances with the Parkinson girl." said Mr. Malfoy in his usual bored voice.
"I know that but mum, dad...I'm sure it's not Pansy." he said firmly.
"Draco, the Parkinsons have the purest blood in the wizarding world," said Mr. Malfoy reasonably.
"Haven't you ever thought that by 'pure' it didn't mean blood?" said Draco gaining disapproving looks from both his parents.
"Draco, I can tell you are fond of this boy. He's an attractive boy, a little on the scrawny side, but anyway, you have a commitment to your family." she said touching his knee.
"You know what? I'm tired of hearing that. Ever since I was five years old that's the only thing I've been thinking about and I don't care anymore okay?" he said getting up and storming out of the hospital wing leaving his parents with their mouths open.
Harry was running when he bumped into something and fell to the floor. I should never run in this stupid halls . He felt the person lifting him up so, he looked up to apologize and thank the person for the help but when he did he froze.
"Hello Potter, shouldn't you be coaxing my son into becoming an Auror?" said Mr. Malfoy sarcastically.
"And shouldn't you be licking Voldemort's boots?" retorted Harry nastily. Mrs. Malfoy looked like she wanted to kill him but didn't know how to do it without getting blood on her expensive-looking robes.
"I'm sorry," said Harry before the Malfoys could respond and tried to get out of Mr. Malfoy's hold.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" asked Lucius not letting go of Harry.
"I apologized, okay? Now let me go!" said Harry struggling.
"What have you done to Draco?" asked Mrs. Malfoy blocking his way now that he was free.
"I didn't do anything to your precious son, what did he tell you?" asked Harry afraid Roger was right and Draco had broken up with him.
"That's between Draco and us, you just stay away from him." said Mr. Malfoy with a threatening finger.
"You actually think that's going to work?" said Harry looking at the finger almost laughing.
"My family does not need a filthy half-blood like you. My son will marry the Parkinson's daughter and you will be nothing but a good time." Harry almost flinched from the cold words coming out of Mr. Malfoy's mouth.
I will not cry in front of him thought Harry feeling the sting in his eyes. Draco told you that his parents thought he was going to marry Pansy but he said he wasn't...why if he was lying to you? Harry's just wanted to shut off those thoughts.
He did the only thing he could think of...he ran. He felt so stupid always running away from things but he didn't want to think about that now.
He got to Gryffindor tower in ten minutes; he said the password and went in.
There were about fifteen students on the desks in the common room and they all looked from about third year or below. He looked around and saw that the couches and chairs were also taken by young students. He tried to look for a familiar face but found none.
He went to the fifth year boys' dormitory and it was empty. Where the hell is everyone?
He went back to the common room when a young boy looked at him curiously before coming over.
"Aren't you Harry Potter?" he was very small and had a squeaky voice first year, definitely thought Harry.
"Umm...yes," answered Harry wondering if the rumors about him and Draco's supposed break up had gotten around.
"Well...aren't you the seeker for Gryffindor?" asked the boy timidly.
"Er...yes, why ar- Oh crap!!! he trailed off remembering quidditch practice.
He ran out the portrait getting some strange looks from the younger Gryffindors.
He was at the doors to the Great Hall when he saw a large group of students coming out. It's too late for dinner he thought looking at his watch but then remembered about the dueling club meeting.
He quietly opened the front doors and went out to the grounds.
Harry saw the Gryffindor team in the air, the looked like little red dots in the sky from where he was standing. He ran to the pitch and as soon as they spotted him the team made their way down.
"Where were you, Harry?" asked Oliver looking murderous.
"I'm sorry, I completely forgot but I promise I'll never do it again." said Harry suddenly very happy that his brother was dating the quidditch captain.
"No, you won't. Now go get your gear." said Oliver pointing to the changing rooms.
"But practice is almost over." said Harry looking at his watch.
"Not for you," said Oliver daring him to complain.
Stupid Jeremy must be a bad kisser or something thought Harry as he made his way to changing rooms.
Three hours later...
"I was just about to report you two missing?" said Jeremy almost running into Oliver who was standing in the threshold of the front doors.
"You killed my baby brother? I knew you were obsessed with quidditch but come on, he was only fifteen," added Jeremy after noticing the limp Harry in his arms.
"He fell asleep while I was explaining what he should do while the chasers do a 'Porskoff Ploy.'" he finished chuckling.
"Can't say I blame him." said Jeremy not knowing what his boyfriend was talking about.
"You know nothing about quidditch, do you?" asked Oliver looking like that was highly offensive.
"I know some things...I know about the normal things you hear about on the games, like the wronski pint and the sloth hanging thing," said Jeremy not wanting to sound completely clueless -even though he was- in front of his boyfriend.
"So, that's a yes...? First of all it is called a Wronski Feint and I hope you meant a Sloth Grip Roll by that sloth hanging thing," he said smiling at his boyfriend's red face.
"Will you two snog already so I can go to sleep?" mumbled Harry in a sleepy voice.
"What's keeping you here?" said Jeremy annoyed.
"Your boyfriend worked me so hard I cannot feel my legs so he has to carry me to bed," said Harry snuggling into Oliver making his brother's eyes widen and his face to go impossibly red.
Oliver stared at the top of Harry's head and then looked up to see jealousy all over Jeremy's handsome face. He wanted to laugh but knew it would be too much for his boyfriend.
"Harry, get off!" said Jeremy trying and failing to look nonchalant.
"Go 'way," was Harry's muffled reply since his face was burrowed in Oliver's chest.
"Oliver take me to bed, please?" said Harry finally looking up at Oliver with his big, green eyes and pushing his lower lip a bit.
The Gryffindor quidditch captain smiled at Harry's obvious intentions -to annoy his brother- and had to admit the youngest of the Potters was pretty cute.
"Well, I'll take him to the dormitories and I'll see you tomorrow at the game?" said Oliver enjoying the jealousy and annoyance on Jeremy's face.
"Fine!" said the Ravenclaw storming off in the direction of his common room leaving both Gryffindors with big grins on their faces.
The next day everyone was excused from classes to go to the first quidditch game of the season.
Harry was so nervous he thought he was going to be sick. He didn't even notice that he was holding Oliver's hand until he noticed the Gryffindor captain giving him a strange look. He blushed and let go of the hand.
"It's okay to be nervous for your first game, hell I've played for three years now and I'm nervous," he said trying to reassure the pale-faced seeker.
"Thanks Oliver." said Harry with a grateful smile He's cute and cool...he could do so much better than Jeremy thought Harry.
"Team, on to the changing room." said Oliver looking at the slightly nervous students sitting at the Gryffindor table. They left their untouched breakfasts and made their way out, followed by their captain.
Oliver had been talking for thirty minutes and Harry was about to strangle him when he decided to take a peak at the stands. He regretted it immediately when he saw the amount of people on the stands and there were some still making their way out.
"Hey you," he turned around startled.
"Draco, how are you, how's your head?" asked Harry worried.
"Me and my head are fine." said Draco smirking.
"So, I ran into your parents... like literally, I bounced off your dad," said Harry trying to bring the subject of Draco's parents in a light way.
"Oh... are you okay?" asked Draco obviously not happy about the mention of his parents.
"They told me to stay away from you because I could ruin your chances of marrying Pansy Parkinson," said Harry bitterly.
"Harry...we have to talk--," he was cut off by Jeremy. "Hey little brother, heard about your night with Roger. He's been telling everyone in Ravenclaw how close you two are now. Good luck with the game." he smirked before leaving in the direction of the stands.
"What was he talking about?" asked Draco a little angry at the mention of the Ravenclaw quidditch captain.
"Well last night Roger and I were talking and stuff" said Harry shrugging.
"And stuff? What do you mean 'and stuff'?!?" asked Draco getting really close to Harry's face.
"And nothing, he told me about his family and the place he grew up and I told him about safe haven and stuff, but that was it," said Harry taking a step away from Draco.
"You've never talked to me about safe haven." said Draco sounding like a five year old.
"Draco, could we please not make a big deal out of this?" asked Harry not looking forward to a fight before his first game.
"I'm not making a big a deal out of this, but I did ask you to stay away from him and you agreed." said Draco angry that Harry was making him feel unreasonable.
"Fine, I'm sorry and I will stay away from him, and he's always touching me and stuff. I don't like it." said Harry thoughtfully.
"Are we okay?" asked Harry after a few seconds of silence.
"What do you mean?" asked Draco confused.
"Well, last night in the hospital wing you were pretty cold." said Harry softly.
"I'm sorry Harry, it's just my parents drive me mad you understand that, right?" asked Draco knowing how Harry's mum would drive him crazy.
"Well, yeah...so, you don't want to break up with me?" asked Harry hopeful.
"God no, I'm sorry and I will make it up to you," said Draco kissing him softly on the lips.
"Mmm...I like....more?" asked Harry with his eyes closed.
"Potter, get your scrawny butt over here, NOW!" shouted Oliver Wood making them spring apart.
"You better go," said Draco smacking Harry's bottom. "Hey!" the indignant reaction made Draco laugh.
Harry had just gone into the air and was looking around for the just released snitch. He looked at the Gryffindor stands and saw his family all grinning madly, he shook his head slightly embarrassed but deep down very happy to see them there. His eye caught something gold farther up the stands; he flew a little closer to see a huge scarlet flag with the words "GO HARRY" in sparkly gold letters and Draco standing beside it wearing a bored expression. Harry threw his head back laughing at his boyfriend.
The game lasted a little over an hour and Gryffindor was twenty points down when Harry felt something hit him in the face, he thought it was something one of the other players had thrown at him so he grabbed it and was planning on throwing it back when he felt the wings beating against the palm of his hand. He couldn't believe it, he had caught the snitch, completely by accident but nobody needed to know that.
He lifted his hand in the air and the Gryffindor side of the stands erupted in very loud cheering.
Harry went down and Oliver hugged him really tight.
"I can't breathe...," said Harry in a choked whisper.
Oliver let him go only when Jeremy pried his arms off. "As much I hate to admit it I don't really want my little brother to die," he said making Harry glare at him. The youngest of the Potters remembered about Jeremy's not-so-accidental slip about Roger, he tackled him to the ground.
Nobody knew what was going on but people suddenly made a circle around the brothers who were rolling on the ground punching and kicking each other.
"What the hell is your problem?" asked a very pissed off Jeremy pinning down Harry's arms and legs with his own.
"Why did you do that?" asked Harry struggling to get free from his brother.
"Do what, you little freak?" Harry had slipped his legs and was kicking like mad.
"Say that stuff about Roger in front of Draco," said Harry who was again completely unable to move anything but his head.
"Why were you cuddling with my boyfriend last night?" asked Jeremy sarcastically.
"What are you two?!? That was stupid, non-relationship threatening kind of teasing but what you did could have messed things between me and Draco," said Harry biting Jeremy's arm and getting ready to throw a punch when someone held him back.
"That's enough, you two." said James who had fought his way through the bunch of students who were watching the fight excitedly.
"He started it." said Jeremy sounding like a little boy, Harry just rolled his eyes.
"I don't care who started it, this is embarrassing." said James grabbing hold of Jeremy and tightening his hold on Harry while dragged them off the pitch. They saw Lily standing in the in front of the Great Hall doors; she was wearing a very angry expression. Both boys gulped visibly and James couldn't help a little smile.
"Hi, mum" said Harry after standing in front of her in silence for a whole minute.
"I can't believe you two...fighting and with each other?!?" she was very angry.
"It was nothing mum, really. We're sorry," said Jeremy trying to calm his mother.
"Speak for yourself," said Harry in a spiteful whisper.
"Don't start," she said pointing at Jeremy but looking at Harry.
"I'm sorry," said Harry after a second and then gave her the eyes and lips that always got him what he wanted.
"You're so cute when you do that," she said smiling reluctantly.
"So, everything is fine?" asked Harry smiling smugly.
"Nope, you're both grounded and you'll pay with detentions...maybe I'll ask Professor Snape to help me with them." she said almost laughing at her sons' horrified expressions.
"I thought you said I was cute." said Harry trying the look again.
"You're cute but you're still grounded." she said before kissing his forehead and walking away.
"Don't worry I don't think the Snape thing is true." said James looking at the boys.
"What was that about anyway?" asked James referring to the fight.
"He got mad because I said something I shouldn't have in front of his boyfriend." said Jeremy saying the word 'boyfriend' in a mocking voice.
"And he just got jealous because Oliver took me to bed last night." said Harry making his father turn to him sharply.
"WHAT?!?" asked James who was looking like someone had told him his wife was cheating on him with Snape.
"OH!...no, no, no I didn't mean that....I meant that he took me, he carried me to bed and left me there....with my clothes on....the whole time." said Harry afraid of the look on his father's face.
"Harry, don't do that!" said James after gaining his normal breathing back.
"You're going to have to get use to it I mean I'm going to do it sometime." said Harry without thinking and then blushed so red making his green eyes stand out more.
"I'm hoping you're not planning on it being any time soon?" James knew by Harry's words and blushes that even though he hadn't done anything it had crossed his mind and that worried him.
"Da-ad," said Harry embarrassed and looked down at his shoes.
"We'll talk about it more tomorrow night." said James smirking at his youngest son's obvious dread of the family dinner.
"I expect you to be there as well." said James looking at Jeremy seriously.
"Poor Harry I actually feel sorry for you," he said laughing. Harry just glared at him.
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The next chapter will contain the dinner with the Potters.
Thanks to Kat, greatest beta ever! Oh and thanks for always reviewing too.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to people like J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, those people that publish the books, Me...not so much.
18. Brotherly Love
Harry and Roger had been talking about different things for about an hour now. Harry found out that Roger had two older sisters and that his father worked for the ministry and his mother ran a day care center from home.
Harry told Roger about Safe haven and his crazy family.
"So, why are you with Malfoy?" asked Roger suddenly.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry confused.
"I mean Malfoy is a jerk, you know how he feels about muggleborns, right?" he said remembering that Harry's mother was one.
"Well...I've heard some things from my roommates but I don't think they're true." said Harry not wanting to admit that his boyfriend was a bit of a muggle-hater.
"Didn't you hear about what he did to this kid, umm....Colin, he is from Gryffindor you know?" desperately wanting to get Harry against Draco.
"What did he do?" asked Harry hating himself for being curious.
"Well he humiliated him in front of the entire school by jinxing his clothes making them spell the word 'mudblood', so the kid walked in the Great Hall with those words written in mud across his chest." He said with a phony solemn expression.
"Draco wouldn't do that." said Harry in a soft voice.
"Look Harry you're a really nice, smart, cute guy and I just don't think that Malfoy is good enough for you." he said taking Harry's hands in his and taking them to his lips.
Harry was so shocked by this he didn't react fast enough but when Roger's tongue touched his skin, he snapped.
"Er...I need to go or my mum is going to kill me," said Harry pulling his hands back and running off.
Back in the Hospital Wing
"I know we have but there is something you don't know about Harry," he said taking a deep breath.
"What?" asked both of his parents frustrated.
"Harry is the one, he is the one from the prophecy," he finished looking at his parents confused faces.
"He can't...I mean he just...he can't be," said Mrs. Malfoy shaking her head.
"His mother is a muggleborn, the prophecy specifically said they would be pure. It can't be him and you're just wasting your time and risking your chances with the Parkinson girl." said Mr. Malfoy in his usual bored voice.
"I know that but mum, dad...I'm sure it's not Pansy." he said firmly.
"Draco, the Parkinsons have the purest blood in the wizarding world," said Mr. Malfoy reasonably.
"Haven't you ever thought that by 'pure' it didn't mean blood?" said Draco gaining disapproving looks from both his parents.
"Draco, I can tell you are fond of this boy. He's an attractive boy, a little on the scrawny side, but anyway, you have a commitment to your family." she said touching his knee.
"You know what? I'm tired of hearing that. Ever since I was five years old that's the only thing I've been thinking about and I don't care anymore okay?" he said getting up and storming out of the hospital wing leaving his parents with their mouths open.
Harry was running when he bumped into something and fell to the floor. I should never run in this stupid halls . He felt the person lifting him up so, he looked up to apologize and thank the person for the help but when he did he froze.
"Hello Potter, shouldn't you be coaxing my son into becoming an Auror?" said Mr. Malfoy sarcastically.
"And shouldn't you be licking Voldemort's boots?" retorted Harry nastily. Mrs. Malfoy looked like she wanted to kill him but didn't know how to do it without getting blood on her expensive-looking robes.
"I'm sorry," said Harry before the Malfoys could respond and tried to get out of Mr. Malfoy's hold.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" asked Lucius not letting go of Harry.
"I apologized, okay? Now let me go!" said Harry struggling.
"What have you done to Draco?" asked Mrs. Malfoy blocking his way now that he was free.
"I didn't do anything to your precious son, what did he tell you?" asked Harry afraid Roger was right and Draco had broken up with him.
"That's between Draco and us, you just stay away from him." said Mr. Malfoy with a threatening finger.
"You actually think that's going to work?" said Harry looking at the finger almost laughing.
"My family does not need a filthy half-blood like you. My son will marry the Parkinson's daughter and you will be nothing but a good time." Harry almost flinched from the cold words coming out of Mr. Malfoy's mouth.
I will not cry in front of him thought Harry feeling the sting in his eyes. Draco told you that his parents thought he was going to marry Pansy but he said he wasn't...why if he was lying to you? Harry's just wanted to shut off those thoughts.
He did the only thing he could think of...he ran. He felt so stupid always running away from things but he didn't want to think about that now.
He got to Gryffindor tower in ten minutes; he said the password and went in.
There were about fifteen students on the desks in the common room and they all looked from about third year or below. He looked around and saw that the couches and chairs were also taken by young students. He tried to look for a familiar face but found none.
He went to the fifth year boys' dormitory and it was empty. Where the hell is everyone?
He went back to the common room when a young boy looked at him curiously before coming over.
"Aren't you Harry Potter?" he was very small and had a squeaky voice first year, definitely thought Harry.
"Umm...yes," answered Harry wondering if the rumors about him and Draco's supposed break up had gotten around.
"Well...aren't you the seeker for Gryffindor?" asked the boy timidly.
"Er...yes, why ar- Oh crap!!! he trailed off remembering quidditch practice.
He ran out the portrait getting some strange looks from the younger Gryffindors.
He was at the doors to the Great Hall when he saw a large group of students coming out. It's too late for dinner he thought looking at his watch but then remembered about the dueling club meeting.
He quietly opened the front doors and went out to the grounds.
Harry saw the Gryffindor team in the air, the looked like little red dots in the sky from where he was standing. He ran to the pitch and as soon as they spotted him the team made their way down.
"Where were you, Harry?" asked Oliver looking murderous.
"I'm sorry, I completely forgot but I promise I'll never do it again." said Harry suddenly very happy that his brother was dating the quidditch captain.
"No, you won't. Now go get your gear." said Oliver pointing to the changing rooms.
"But practice is almost over." said Harry looking at his watch.
"Not for you," said Oliver daring him to complain.
Stupid Jeremy must be a bad kisser or something thought Harry as he made his way to changing rooms.
Three hours later...
"I was just about to report you two missing?" said Jeremy almost running into Oliver who was standing in the threshold of the front doors.
"You killed my baby brother? I knew you were obsessed with quidditch but come on, he was only fifteen," added Jeremy after noticing the limp Harry in his arms.
"He fell asleep while I was explaining what he should do while the chasers do a 'Porskoff Ploy.'" he finished chuckling.
"Can't say I blame him." said Jeremy not knowing what his boyfriend was talking about.
"You know nothing about quidditch, do you?" asked Oliver looking like that was highly offensive.
"I know some things...I know about the normal things you hear about on the games, like the wronski pint and the sloth hanging thing," said Jeremy not wanting to sound completely clueless -even though he was- in front of his boyfriend.
"So, that's a yes...? First of all it is called a Wronski Feint and I hope you meant a Sloth Grip Roll by that sloth hanging thing," he said smiling at his boyfriend's red face.
"Will you two snog already so I can go to sleep?" mumbled Harry in a sleepy voice.
"What's keeping you here?" said Jeremy annoyed.
"Your boyfriend worked me so hard I cannot feel my legs so he has to carry me to bed," said Harry snuggling into Oliver making his brother's eyes widen and his face to go impossibly red.
Oliver stared at the top of Harry's head and then looked up to see jealousy all over Jeremy's handsome face. He wanted to laugh but knew it would be too much for his boyfriend.
"Harry, get off!" said Jeremy trying and failing to look nonchalant.
"Go 'way," was Harry's muffled reply since his face was burrowed in Oliver's chest.
"Oliver take me to bed, please?" said Harry finally looking up at Oliver with his big, green eyes and pushing his lower lip a bit.
The Gryffindor quidditch captain smiled at Harry's obvious intentions -to annoy his brother- and had to admit the youngest of the Potters was pretty cute.
"Well, I'll take him to the dormitories and I'll see you tomorrow at the game?" said Oliver enjoying the jealousy and annoyance on Jeremy's face.
"Fine!" said the Ravenclaw storming off in the direction of his common room leaving both Gryffindors with big grins on their faces.
The next day everyone was excused from classes to go to the first quidditch game of the season.
Harry was so nervous he thought he was going to be sick. He didn't even notice that he was holding Oliver's hand until he noticed the Gryffindor captain giving him a strange look. He blushed and let go of the hand.
"It's okay to be nervous for your first game, hell I've played for three years now and I'm nervous," he said trying to reassure the pale-faced seeker.
"Thanks Oliver." said Harry with a grateful smile He's cute and cool...he could do so much better than Jeremy thought Harry.
"Team, on to the changing room." said Oliver looking at the slightly nervous students sitting at the Gryffindor table. They left their untouched breakfasts and made their way out, followed by their captain.
Oliver had been talking for thirty minutes and Harry was about to strangle him when he decided to take a peak at the stands. He regretted it immediately when he saw the amount of people on the stands and there were some still making their way out.
"Hey you," he turned around startled.
"Draco, how are you, how's your head?" asked Harry worried.
"Me and my head are fine." said Draco smirking.
"So, I ran into your parents... like literally, I bounced off your dad," said Harry trying to bring the subject of Draco's parents in a light way.
"Oh... are you okay?" asked Draco obviously not happy about the mention of his parents.
"They told me to stay away from you because I could ruin your chances of marrying Pansy Parkinson," said Harry bitterly.
"Harry...we have to talk--," he was cut off by Jeremy. "Hey little brother, heard about your night with Roger. He's been telling everyone in Ravenclaw how close you two are now. Good luck with the game." he smirked before leaving in the direction of the stands.
"What was he talking about?" asked Draco a little angry at the mention of the Ravenclaw quidditch captain.
"Well last night Roger and I were talking and stuff" said Harry shrugging.
"And stuff? What do you mean 'and stuff'?!?" asked Draco getting really close to Harry's face.
"And nothing, he told me about his family and the place he grew up and I told him about safe haven and stuff, but that was it," said Harry taking a step away from Draco.
"You've never talked to me about safe haven." said Draco sounding like a five year old.
"Draco, could we please not make a big deal out of this?" asked Harry not looking forward to a fight before his first game.
"I'm not making a big a deal out of this, but I did ask you to stay away from him and you agreed." said Draco angry that Harry was making him feel unreasonable.
"Fine, I'm sorry and I will stay away from him, and he's always touching me and stuff. I don't like it." said Harry thoughtfully.
"Are we okay?" asked Harry after a few seconds of silence.
"What do you mean?" asked Draco confused.
"Well, last night in the hospital wing you were pretty cold." said Harry softly.
"I'm sorry Harry, it's just my parents drive me mad you understand that, right?" asked Draco knowing how Harry's mum would drive him crazy.
"Well, yeah...so, you don't want to break up with me?" asked Harry hopeful.
"God no, I'm sorry and I will make it up to you," said Draco kissing him softly on the lips.
"Mmm...I like....more?" asked Harry with his eyes closed.
"Potter, get your scrawny butt over here, NOW!" shouted Oliver Wood making them spring apart.
"You better go," said Draco smacking Harry's bottom. "Hey!" the indignant reaction made Draco laugh.
Harry had just gone into the air and was looking around for the just released snitch. He looked at the Gryffindor stands and saw his family all grinning madly, he shook his head slightly embarrassed but deep down very happy to see them there. His eye caught something gold farther up the stands; he flew a little closer to see a huge scarlet flag with the words "GO HARRY" in sparkly gold letters and Draco standing beside it wearing a bored expression. Harry threw his head back laughing at his boyfriend.
The game lasted a little over an hour and Gryffindor was twenty points down when Harry felt something hit him in the face, he thought it was something one of the other players had thrown at him so he grabbed it and was planning on throwing it back when he felt the wings beating against the palm of his hand. He couldn't believe it, he had caught the snitch, completely by accident but nobody needed to know that.
He lifted his hand in the air and the Gryffindor side of the stands erupted in very loud cheering.
Harry went down and Oliver hugged him really tight.
"I can't breathe...," said Harry in a choked whisper.
Oliver let him go only when Jeremy pried his arms off. "As much I hate to admit it I don't really want my little brother to die," he said making Harry glare at him. The youngest of the Potters remembered about Jeremy's not-so-accidental slip about Roger, he tackled him to the ground.
Nobody knew what was going on but people suddenly made a circle around the brothers who were rolling on the ground punching and kicking each other.
"What the hell is your problem?" asked a very pissed off Jeremy pinning down Harry's arms and legs with his own.
"Why did you do that?" asked Harry struggling to get free from his brother.
"Do what, you little freak?" Harry had slipped his legs and was kicking like mad.
"Say that stuff about Roger in front of Draco," said Harry who was again completely unable to move anything but his head.
"Why were you cuddling with my boyfriend last night?" asked Jeremy sarcastically.
"What are you two?!? That was stupid, non-relationship threatening kind of teasing but what you did could have messed things between me and Draco," said Harry biting Jeremy's arm and getting ready to throw a punch when someone held him back.
"That's enough, you two." said James who had fought his way through the bunch of students who were watching the fight excitedly.
"He started it." said Jeremy sounding like a little boy, Harry just rolled his eyes.
"I don't care who started it, this is embarrassing." said James grabbing hold of Jeremy and tightening his hold on Harry while dragged them off the pitch. They saw Lily standing in the in front of the Great Hall doors; she was wearing a very angry expression. Both boys gulped visibly and James couldn't help a little smile.
"Hi, mum" said Harry after standing in front of her in silence for a whole minute.
"I can't believe you two...fighting and with each other?!?" she was very angry.
"It was nothing mum, really. We're sorry," said Jeremy trying to calm his mother.
"Speak for yourself," said Harry in a spiteful whisper.
"Don't start," she said pointing at Jeremy but looking at Harry.
"I'm sorry," said Harry after a second and then gave her the eyes and lips that always got him what he wanted.
"You're so cute when you do that," she said smiling reluctantly.
"So, everything is fine?" asked Harry smiling smugly.
"Nope, you're both grounded and you'll pay with detentions...maybe I'll ask Professor Snape to help me with them." she said almost laughing at her sons' horrified expressions.
"I thought you said I was cute." said Harry trying the look again.
"You're cute but you're still grounded." she said before kissing his forehead and walking away.
"Don't worry I don't think the Snape thing is true." said James looking at the boys.
"What was that about anyway?" asked James referring to the fight.
"He got mad because I said something I shouldn't have in front of his boyfriend." said Jeremy saying the word 'boyfriend' in a mocking voice.
"And he just got jealous because Oliver took me to bed last night." said Harry making his father turn to him sharply.
"WHAT?!?" asked James who was looking like someone had told him his wife was cheating on him with Snape.
"OH!...no, no, no I didn't mean that....I meant that he took me, he carried me to bed and left me there....with my clothes on....the whole time." said Harry afraid of the look on his father's face.
"Harry, don't do that!" said James after gaining his normal breathing back.
"You're going to have to get use to it I mean I'm going to do it sometime." said Harry without thinking and then blushed so red making his green eyes stand out more.
"I'm hoping you're not planning on it being any time soon?" James knew by Harry's words and blushes that even though he hadn't done anything it had crossed his mind and that worried him.
"Da-ad," said Harry embarrassed and looked down at his shoes.
"We'll talk about it more tomorrow night." said James smirking at his youngest son's obvious dread of the family dinner.
"I expect you to be there as well." said James looking at Jeremy seriously.
"Poor Harry I actually feel sorry for you," he said laughing. Harry just glared at him.
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The next chapter will contain the dinner with the Potters.