CALLING ALL READERS:

In a few chapters I will have a quidditch match and I am in need of players. Could you review me if you want to be a team member, and tell me the name you want to be known as. I think that they will be in Slytherin. I can't tell you the outcome of the match yet though!!!

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Thank you to all my reviewers!

Anniacuru: my long-suffering beta. Love you. *sends a maple syrup covered Draco to you*

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Silver wolf: who said he was gay? Draco can be bi. And besides, he loves Harry. Hmph. Stop stealing my play-toys. Glad to hear from you! *sends Blaise over with cookies*

Luna aelf writer: *eats cookies* Thanks!!!!! Glad you like it! Hope you enjoy this chapter! *sends Harry with whipped cream*

Jessica L. Collett: arg! Your name keeps getting longer...! cheer up… I'm sorry, just don't hurt him… *sends Draco to you on a sugar high to cheer you up*

Eadon: a new reviewer!!! I'll see if I can put in some of those scenes, but no matter how much I read; I'm not familiar with male anatomy, and I try to be as accurate as possible. *sends your choice of Harry or Draco to you, covered in honey.*

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To everyone else, enjoy!!!

KEY

An/poetry/prophesy

Draco thought

Harry thought

Normal

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Chapter 15:

"Today we will do something a little unconventional," said the transfigurations teacher after they had taken the register. "We are going to transfigure this," she pointed to a large cauldron of coagulated grey substance on her desk. "As there will be no restrictions, it will have to be done in pairs, with only their partner in the room, as well as me of course."

"Professor, what are we going to transform it into?" asked Hermione.

Her response was a smile as McGonagall replied, "I have no idea whatsoever."

"Than how do you expect us to transform the gel?" asked a snide Slytherin sitting next to Draco.

"You must close your thoughts and focus on the gel. Focus hard, until you only see the gel in your sight. Point your wand and watch it change. What did you expect?" answered McGonagall brusquely. Hermione bit back a laugh at the boy's face fall in embarrassment. "Weasley, you and your partner Zabini will be first. The rest of you wait in your library, be ready for your turn." She produced a list of partners and gave it to Hermione telling her to get the pairs together in due course and send them to her.

The pupils evacuated the classroom and split up accordingly. Hermione turned to speak to Harry to see him racing off down the hall in the opposite direction. She saw that Pansy was in the same predicament that she was but her problem was with Draco. Hermione shrugged Harry's disappearance as teenage hormones and went to the library. Ten minutes later, Ron walked in crestfallen. Blaise bounded over to his friends sniggering. "What's up, Ron?"

"It didn't work Mione, it stayed a pile of slush." He sat down depressed and pulled out a Chudley Cannons guidebook. "Where's Harry?"

"I'll find him." said Hermione. She and Theo Nott were after Seamus and Pansy who were in there now. Harry was last. She put down her book, (A Complete History of Mind Control by I. Noah Thought) and walked along the corridor she had seen Harry running 'and probably following Draco' she thought.

She walked past all the classrooms listening intently for signs of life. All the rooms were deserted and she was just about to give up when a flustered Harry stumbled out of a closet with bite marks clearly visible on his chest due to his open shirt. He was still looking at the closet when Hermione, smirking, touched his shoulder. He swivelled around rapidly. "You should be more careful!" she pointed out smiling wickedly.

"I can explain…" jumped in Harry. Hearing the tone of Harry's voice, Draco thought that he was talking to a friend. He didn't hear an explosion so that crossed out Ron. He had seen the looks shared between Harry and Hermione, and figured that it was her. He left the room behind Harry and surveyed the scene of a rapidly turning beetroot and a smirking bookworm.

"See something you like, Granger?" he asked her.

Her response impressed Draco. She licked her lips very suggestively. This succeeded in making Harry, who had only ever seen the clean side of Hermione go even redder. She broke however at Draco's smile and began laughing. "You're so cute together!"

Hermione grinned at them. Draco was finding Harry's face very amusing and promptly delved into Harry's mouth with his tongue. Harry could have been initiated there and then into the Weasley clan; the colour he was turning. But Draco's formidable skill was so enticing that he forgot about Hermione until she tutted loudly.

"Could you move that to somewhere more private? I knew what to expect, but other people may suffer from minor heart attacks seeing you together." Seeing the gleam in Draco's eyes, she added, "And we wouldn't want that!" He smirked at her and Hermione gave up. "Come on. I'm next, you're last but you ought to make an appearance before people start worrying."

They walked back to the library just as a pair came out of the classroom looking stunned. "It was so cool!" muttered Seamus.

"My turn," said Hermione, and went to fetch Theodore and entered the classroom in trepidation. Draco went to join his followers and Harry sat in the hallway, back resting against a wall until Hermione reappeared about five minutes later. She looked ecstatic. In this place, Harry stayed until it was his turn about half an hour later. Harry went to Draco's table and waited until he looked up.

"Is it time?"

"Yes, Malfoy. Why else would I be here?"

"I don't know how your little if existent mind works."

"You're right, there is an ulterior motive for me here;" said Harry sarcastically, "I just wanted to say how beautiful you look today!"

"I don't need you to tell me that." Said Draco, but rose from his seat anyway. "Let's get this over and done with then."

Draco walked to Harry pushing him out of the way. Harry swore at him under his breath and followed him to McGonagall grumbling softly. Outside the library they were alone. They briefly kissed and walked into the classroom towards the professor. "Will this take long?" asked Harry glaring at Draco.

He looked affronted, "You detest me that much? I'm flattered, not."

"I don't detest you; you're just in my way."

"Well I just don't give a…"

"Boys!" shouted McGonagall, "Come here and stop complaining." The boys looked at each other and smiled when McGonagall had her back turned.

 And the award goes to…

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'Boys will be boys,' sighed McGonagall, as she saw the warring pupils in the room. What possessed Dumbledore to put them as a pair, she didn't know, but she trusted him. She turned back to them holding the gloopy substance. "You first Mr Potter. Don't worry; it will turn into something lurking in your thoughts. This is a vital key to your character as it will show which animal thought pattern you have."  She took out a ladle, scooped the substance and threw it on the floor. "Focus on it. Focus on the gel and it will become your animalistic instincts."

Harry walked up to the gel and focused. It wasn't working; out of the corner of his eye Draco was draped across a desk waiting patiently. This elicited a plethora of thoughts in Harry's head, none of which he absolutely wanted to get rid of. Think of bad things, Voldemort, evil in general, ugly things, Filch, Arg!!!! He glared at Draco who smirked at him. Can't stop thinking about me? He asked Harry in his mind. His expression conveyed the thought and Harry blushed. Draco turned away looking at a wall. McGonagall looked confused at the gesture but said nothing. You are so going down for that!!! Harry shut out all his thoughts and everything around him. A bit like Occumency. He focused on the blob and it began to spin and grow paler. It turned a pale peachy colour and grew fair hair. It was becoming a face, and Harry knew just which face it was turning into; the smirk now visible… He quickly looked away breaking the focus hoping that McGonagall hadn't seen what it was turning into. Draco was still looking away, thankfully.

McGonagall looked disappointed at the fact that her prize student couldn't manifest his thoughts, but she concluded that they were to confusing. She called Draco up to the blob.

Draco walked slowly to the gel. His thoughts weren't exactly clean at the moment and he was afraid that a naked Harry Potter might materialise in front of the real thing and a professor. Focus! He looked at the androgynous gloop. Shut off all thoughts, focus, focus, Harry looks so cute watching me… no! FOCUS!!! Draco shut off all his thoughts. It was a lot easier when it was to block the pain of the beatings his father gave him; pain was easier to control than desire…

The grey blob was moving, it was convulsing, shifting and changing colour. It was getting darker; a blacky colour. A loud hissing sound erupted from the goo as it deflated like a black balloon. It became solid and furry. The animal was curled up fast asleep. The type of animal was indiscernible. "Ok," Draco said, "It's time to see what I am." Draco picked up the ball of fur. It unfurled as a little kitten. It mewed, climbed up Draco's arm and fell asleep on his shoulder. "What the hell?" Draco exclaimed. Harry laughed and even McGonagall was stifling a giggle.

"Awwwwwwwww. Professor, can we keep it?" asked Harry, all male attitude forgotten at the sight of Draco's astonished face glaring at the kitten oblivious of the anger of his bed.

McGonagall let out her amusement. She giggled, smiling at Draco for once. "I think it is sweet. Malfoy, I didn't know you had such an adorable character!"  He glared at her and Harry. Harry seemed besotted with the thing however, so he didn't object.

"Please…" begged Harry like a five-year-old asking for his Christmas presents early.

"I'll have to speak to Professor Dumbledore, Harry." Said McGonagall, remembering her station.

"I'm sure he'd agree... he loves cats, he must do, otherwise why would he keep Mrs. Norris around?"

"That was uncalled for, Mr Potter." said McGonagall sternly, although she did agree with him.

"Excuse me," interrupted Draco, "But can you agree what to do with mini-Draco so I can dislodge him from my robes?"

"Honestly, haven't you ever had a cat before?" asked McGonagall. She took the cat in her arms. Waking up, the cat yowled and tried to scratch her. She screamed and dropped him.

"Ha. Now I know he's a mini-me! He hates Gryffindors!" Draco sneered as he watched the cat try to shred the professor's robes. She shooed him away. The cat noticed Harry. Harry was backing away; seeing what he had done to McGonagall made him wary of the little kitten. He's a terror, like his maker!

The kitten looked at Harry; as if evaluating him. He turned to Draco, who was still laughing about the apparent hatred of Gryffindors and looked at him too. The kitten walked up to Harry slowly and rubbed himself on his legs, purring. Harry was amazed, but that was nothing compared to McGonagall…

"Potter, why is that cat marking you his property?" she asked.

"I don't know." Harry answered as he glared at Draco.

"Don't move, wait a minute." The professor shook of her human form quickly and slinked over to the kitten in cat form. She began to miaw to the cat. They were deep in conversation until the kitten grew bored of it and climbed up to Harry's arms falling asleep in the crook of his elbow. McGonagall padded back to her robes and transformed back into human form, thankfully fully dressed. The boys looked at her questioningly as she observed them sceptically.

"What is it Professor?" asked Draco half annoyed, half worried; if the cat was him, he would have no qualms in telling her everything about his connection with Harry.

She raised her eyebrows, "Mr Malfoy, I didn't know you were such a sex kitten!" with that she laughed and left the room happily having found something which would successfully rile Severus up. Whoever said that they were feuding, were seriously understating their actual battle of wits and blackmail.

The boys looked at each other, "You dare…!" growled Draco, but it didn't work and Harry broke out in peals of laughter. The kitten woke up in his arms and scratched him for disturbing her. Harry's scream at the pain sent Draco off too, and soon they both were on the floor gasping for breath.