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An/letter/prophesy/books

Draco thought

Harry thought

Normal

Stressed

~~~ = scene change

Chapter 21

"Draco, wait!" Harry ran after Draco; forgoing all consequences as he ran. He ran down a corridor looking for the Slytherin when an arm shot out of a classroom and pulled him in suddenly.

"What do you think you are doing?" Draco whispered harshly. "The whole world knows your bloody voice and my name!" he put a hand over Harry's mouth so that he could continue his rant without interruptions. "Anyone could have heard; and our lives are on the line!" Draco glared at Harry, removed his hand, and promptly kissed him violently. Just as Harry began to respond however, he pushed him away. "Go away."

"Why?" asked Harry indignant at the push.

"I went for a reason." Draco said quietly. More like ran…

"Yeah," said Harry sarcastically, "because running has always worked before" he snapped, tired of the Slytherin's games. "I want to be able to come up to you in the corridors and say hi. Hell, I want to blood ravish you when you get near me! Yet we shy in corners; wait until dark… this isn't love."

Draco laughed hollowly, "Oh, you think this is love?" he asked Harry, who did not trust his voice to speak. "Love… love is for creatures of the light." He stepped away from Harry, pale features immediately engulfed by the room's overcast shadows, leaving the boy with dark features alone once again in the limelight. "Not for those with darkness inside…"

Draco's double standards infuriated Harry. He growled in an animalistic way, before checking himself. His eyes blazed however. "You think that you are the only one with darkness?" he asked fiercely, and cut off Draco's response, "Voldemort is in me, he himself is a decrepit old fool, but he has power. I feel that power constantly, occumency or not, it's in there, throbbing. I see all of the hurt deatheaters cause, and I see friends hurt, friends dead… and I had the power to stop it, not to let it happen. There is a Darkness in me, and a rage strong enough to unleash it. But I cannot, I'd lose control, I would save someone, yet lose myself."

Draco was stunned; Harry wasn't usually this eloquent. He did not move from the shadows however. "You and I, we're so alike… I may not bear the world on my shoulders as you do, but I have ambitions of my own. You may have given up on that, but I am still very much in it for the pleasure."

"I have compromises…"

"Compromises?" Draco cut in, "What compromises? Whether the self proclaimed Lord will attack you?"

"I just… forget it." Harry said. I don't want to see you get hurt…

Draco stepped towards him, usual mask askew. "Why?" he asked, "simple question, why? There are hundreds at this school and I am drawn to you! Our bloody souls say that we match. I just don't see it; I just don't…" he trailed off, voice calmer, "I just don't seem to care; about the consequences, the repercussions, my welfare, benefit… I watch the world with my usual scepticism, yet all I see is you…"

Draco's eyes were pained; he had been holding the thought at the back of his mind for a while without it surfacing. But it came out so clearly; less jumbled than his thoughts had been. He smiled, not a seductive one, nor a smirk, but a real smile. He discarded his father's mask, which was screaming at him, telling him that Harry was a toy and that he should not get attached, but Draco paid it no heed and walked ever closer to Harry.

Harry was confused; Draco seemed… human. He was showing weaknesses the old Draco wouldn't have, let alone show. He frowned slightly, watching the boy advance with not a glimpse of the predator that he usually was. Draco's words had also struck a chord, and Harry was annoyed with himself for not having a decent comeback. Yet the stronger part of him didn't care, and watched, enraptured with Draco's true liquid eyes. "I don't know what to say." He stuttered.

"Then don't." Draco hushed him with a gentle finger to Harry's lips. He wasn't expecting Harry to kiss it, nor to take it into his mouth and begin sucking slightly, looking up at Draco with mint-fresh young eyes. "We need to get a room!" Draco said, slightly breathlessly.

Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco's reaction. Very un-gryffin. "You think?" he asked, leaving Draco's finger soft. He pouted and blew slightly on the digit.

Where did Harry learn this? Draco thought, before regaining his senses and dragged Harry down towards the dungeons and his room, heedless of anyone else, quite un-Slytherin-like.

~~~

Out of the corridors, two figures emerged. They were female and both wore similar expressions of confusion. "Well…" Demitra Krusnov said, smirking slightly. She turned to her friend.

"What do we have here?" Sammi asked her back with mock innocence. It did not suit her.

"It looks like inter-house relations have improved," Demitra said dryly.

"Obviously," came the reply, "where was the memo?"

"Perhaps it was only for quidditch teams."

"I am in the Quidditch team!" Sammi said indignantly.

"Sorry," Demitra said with a put on obsequiousness, "I meant… for competent players." She prepared to duck a blow to the head.

"Oh very amusing," Sammi said, and stuck out her tongue to her friend. "But let us think of the matter in hand, what is my dear captain and seeker doing consorting with the Gryffindor seeker, and head moron of Hogwarts?"

"They seemed rather familiar with each other…"

"And in a hurry…" Sammi raised an eyebrow.

"I do believe that something is brewing."

Sammi couldn't hide her glee from her Raven friend "yes, I believe it is. I do hope that that irritating Charlie girl does not know. She is much too blunt to be stealthy."

The Slytherin escorted her friend silently and rapidly to their favourite, if irritating, source of information.

~~~

"I don't know what you're talking about." Blaise said, having been pinned to an armchair by Sammi and Demitra. He snarled at the latter girl, "you shouldn't even be here, shove off and go to your own common room!"

Demitra simply shook her head and addressed her friend, "I thought you lot were supposed to be ambitious? This boy does not want to live to see tomorrow…"

Sammi nodded and slowly took out her wand. Blaise shivered, "Really, I don't know!" he said, "I'll look into it ok?"

Sammi put her wand back up her sleeve, "and don't go directly to Draco about it, do you understand?"

~~~

the next few days were rather painful for Blaise and simply tiresome for Draco and Harry. Blaise wasn't the most inconspicuous of stalkers there were; his 'stealth' consisted of making more noise than when he was walking normally.

As a result of this, Draco was getting rather tired of getting… worked up… and not getting a release, thanks to Harry's paranoia. Blaise was jinxed, hexed, and cursed with all manner of things ranging from boils in the genital area (if Draco was in a good mood, or Harry intervened) to (finally, when he got on Harry's nerves as well) transforming him into a flobberworm. Circe changed him back before Snape became concerned however. This did manage to confirm the girls' suspicions and they gleefully began to scheme…

~~~

The days couldn't go fast enough for the Gryffindor and Slytherin students that week. In anticipation of their final animagi transformations, the class had managed to forget everything else, much to Snape's dismay.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" he shouted, after the fifth cauldron of calming potion exploded in a shower of violet sparks dying everything it managed to splash a vivid green. Harry's hair, thanks to Ron and Neville, matched his eyes. Draco, Seamus and Hermione also all sported green splattered robes thanks to Lavender and Millicent's cauldron.

The Slytherins would have sniggered had not Theodore and Blaise's cauldron done the same staining most of their cloaks. Snape had actually taken ten points off Slytherin for it.

He was one of the few teachers actually to persevere to the end of the week. He finally cracked on Friday, where Potions was the lesson directly before Transfigurations.

"Go!" he shouted, as a sixth cauldron blew; this time, Hermione's one. He looked at her shocked green face with as much disbelief as she had. Draco, who was her partner, looked just as shocked. Ron and Harry tried to hide their grins at the resident potion masters messing up. Snape simply glared, and said, as if defeated, "go… no homework, just go." He gritted his teeth, "enjoy your next lesson," he said, trying not to look at Draco or Harry, who had matching innocent faces. Neither convinced him, and he retreated to his chambers to have a stiff drink.

~~~

"'Mione, that was brilliant!" Ron said, as Hermione cleared up the remnants of her cauldron, which had cracked.

"Don't thank me," she said, then turned to Harry, "Malfoy put me up to it. He said that he had places to go, people to see." She coughed at 'see'. "He gave me his cauldron due to the leaves he put in this one." She said, frowning, "I'm not sure they were legal. Oh well." Hermione grinned. "Didn't you say you had a meeting with Dumbledore now?" she asked, eyes telling Harry exactly which 'D' she was letting him go to now.

He grinned, "Thanks, Hermione, I almost forgot," and before Ron asked, "nothing important, I hope I'm not late for lessons!" he said, and then ran off.

"What was that about?" Ron asked Hermione, leaning on the table, blocking her from clearing up, without realising.

Hermione's eyes gleamed, "nothing special; he just wants to make sure Harry's having enough fun."