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Greater Inheritance
Chapter 12 – The Lecturing of Draco Malfoy
Monday evening of the second week of term found Harry and Draco laying cuddled together; Harry idly playing with the silky strands of blonde hair that rested on his chest as Draco slept on, partially using Harry as his mattress and pillow.
The dark haired Slytherin found himself replaying the last few hours in his mind; from the feel of Draco's hands as he woke up, to Draco stretching him then filling him completely and the unbearable pleasure that accompanied it.
Harry blushed as Draco tightened his hold around his waist as he realised what all this thinking had led to. He lay back and closed his eyes, happy to lay naked and tangled with Draco for as long as he could.
But all good things must come to an end, and end it did when Harry heard the door being unlocked and opened as his House Master walked into the room. Snape cleared his throat as he stood a few metres away, arms crossed and a slightly amused yet irritated expression gracing his face. Harry finally turned to the older man. "Hey Sev," he said quietly, not wishing to wake Draco yet.
"If you wished to skip a lesson, I would appreciate being informed before hand instead of finding out on my own."
Harry merely grinned back.
"Tell Draco I wish to see him this evening. And don't forget your duties as Head Boy." Snape sneered, turning to leave the room. "What 'was' Albus thinking when he made you Head Boy." Harry heard Snape mumble as the door closed after him.
Harry shook his head in amusement before returning to play with Draco's hair. He felt the blonde shift on top of him and eventually light kisses being placed over his chest as green eyes met silver.
Harry smiled as he tangled his hand in Draco's hair and drew him up to face level. Draco shifted to straddle Harry as he slouched over Harry's chest as the raven haired boy kissed him lovingly. Draco moaned as he was slowly drawn out his foggy world of sleep as the last cloudy wisps gave way to full consciousness and the sensation of something hard and hot pressed against his growing erection.
Draco buried his face in Harry's neck as he felt one of Harry's hands slide down between them to grasp both lengths and started stroking them together. Soon the hand was removed as they each ground their pelvis's against the other; their breathing became shallow and sweat glistened over their bodies; the blankets lost again.
They fiercely gripped each other as their movements became more desperate, racing towards their climax before toppling into bliss as they rode their orgasm out together.
In the aftermath, Harry shifted from under Draco so that they lay on their sides facing each other, legs tangled and Draco's head resting on Harry's bicep. Harry traced a finger down Draco's chest and stomach as he traced idle patterns with their mixed cum.
"I think it's shower time." Harry murmured into the blonde hair. Draco 'mmmmed' his agreement.
"Coming?" Draco 'mmmmed' again.
"Lazy." Harry kissed the other boy's temple before disentangling himself from the blonde and rolling out of bed. Draco roused himself to open his eyes and rest on his elbows as one eyebrow was raised in appreciation at the toned bronzed body that made its way to the bathroom.
Taking a quick glance at the clock, Draco made his way out of Harry's bed but stopped when his brain kicked into gear.
"8:20?!?!? Oh fuck!!" Draco quickly made his way into the shower with Harry before almost taking over. "I'm late!" Draco explained as he quickly soaped up before rinsing off.
Harry grinned evilly before latching onto Draco's neck from behind.
"Harry!" Draco whined as he nestled a hand in the raven hair behind him.
"Sev wants to see you tonight, too."
"Oh, for Merlin's sake!!!" Draco mumbled vehemently as he leaned back into Harry's embrace.
"What's the matter?" Harry's hair dripped down Draco's chest as he started sucking on the hollow part of Draco's collarbone.
"You." Draco drew a deep breath, "I don't wanna go."
"But the outside world needs us." Harry said sadly as he stopped to rest his forehead on Draco's shoulder.
Draco turned around to face the Boy Who Lived, "But I get first preference." Draco smirked as he nuzzled the ex-Gryffindor's neck. Harry smiled faintly as he gave Draco a quick kiss.
"You'd better go." Harry gave a fake smile that Draco saw straight through.
"I'll be back." Draco gave a short, fiery kiss back before vanishing out the shower.
Harry remained in the shower for another few minutes, cold water turned off as he stood under the scalding hot water, his skin turning a bright red. He eventually made it out into the outside world as he picked up his robes from the day and put them on over his school pants and shirt, tie loosely hanging around his neck.
He grabbed Myra, much to her disgruntlement, so that he had someone to talk to for the next few hours. And then he was off. He did a short tour around the dungeons, and caught a pair of extremely adventurous Hufflepuffs in one of the broom closets. Harry decided they had thrill issues, to be Hufflepuffs, snogging in Snape's territory. After that, he paid a short visit to the kitchens to get a quick bite for dinner, before moving on up to the left wing of the castle.
He passed his DADA room, and kept going flushing the odd student out of curious places that he certainly didn't want to be thinking about and moved onto McGonagall's territory. He passed the darkened classroom before coming upon her office, light pouring out into the dimly lit corridors. Not wishing to be caught up he kept walking past. But luck was not with him again.
"Mr Potter. May I have a word." Harry knew better than to think it was a question.
"Yes Professor?" Harry used a tired and bored voice to address his former head of house.
"Ah-Are you alright Mr Potter?" She suddenly seemed concerned as she ignored her prior line of questioning. "You weren't at dinner."
"Fine Professor. Just a bit of a headache, and no, headache potions don't work for me." Harry got in before she could suggest a visit to Madame Pomfrey.
"Oh. Well. Anyway. Mr Potter, I have marked you're extra credit assignment, and I must say. Truly well done. It was excellent. There would be many a witch or wizard who has studied transfiguration for more than 50 years that would be unable to write such a document. Congratulations, I think its safe to say that you already have your Transfiguration NEWT in the bag." She beamed up at her student.
"Thankyou." Harry didn't know what else to say. He thought the assignment had been pretty shithouse himself.
"Also, have you read the theory books I gave you on becoming an animagus?"
"Yeah."
"Are you ready for the potion to see what your form is?" Harry nodded. "Then I suggest you speak to Professor Snape about seeing one is made." Harry nodded again. "There will also be forms for you to fill out about your animagus state. I prefer my students to be law abiding witches and wizards." She said firmly.
"Sure. I'll see Snape after rounds tonight. When will you have the forms?"
"Oh, you won't need to fill them out until your are fully capable of performing the transformation."
"Alright then. Is that all?" Harry continued to stand before the aging professor.
"Yes, Mr Potter. Thankyou."
"Good evening Professor."
"Evening, Harry."
Harry was glad to escape again to the sparsely lit corridors, and so continued his way along the corridors and gradually into Ravenclaw territory.
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Draco quickly raced out of the shower, and back into Harry's room. With a few muttered spells, he was dry and dressed again. Racing out into the passage to the Slytherin Common rooms, he took a sharp right turn and made his way into the Seventh Year dorms.
"Hey, Malfoy?" Draco caught sight of Crabbe hulking up to him.
"Where you been all week?" Goyle decided to join the party.
"Like most students at a school, I've been working."
"Oh." Crabbe looked confusedly between Goyle and Draco. "Where?"
"You must be pretty blind, I've been in the common room for a couple of nights. Then there's this place called a library. Weird place that one. Its strange how so many books can all be in the one room." Draco made his way up to the dorms to get his quidditch notes for the meeting, with Crabbe and Goyle following.
"Alright, Malfoy, we got the point." Goyle rolled his eyes.
"I have to go, alright. There's a quidditch meeting on at the moment, and I'm supposed to be there. So if you don't mind." Draco sneered at the two of them before pushing his way out of the room.
Out in the corridors, he quickly made his way through the dungeons. He was coming upon the last corridor to the meeting room when a voice called down the corridor.
"Malfoy!" The sound of the Head Girl's voice echoed down the corridor.
"Bloody Merlin. What Granger, I'm kinda in a hurry."
"Well, Sor-ry." Hermione sneered at him. "This won't take long."
"What?" He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as his foot started tapping.
"Do you love Harry?"
Draco paused. "That's hardly any of your business." Draco sneered as he stalked around her on his way. But Hermione grabbed his sleeve before he could go far.
"It is my business when this has to do with my best friend." She glared back at him.
"Oh yes. Bestest friends. That's why you ditched him in the holidays."
"That was not my fault. Do not confuse me with Ron. I sent letters to Harry, but I never got a reply. I still wanted to be his friend." Hermione seethed.
"Just keep telling yourself that, and you might just believe it. Harry only ever got one letter from you." Draco removed her hand from his person and pushed past her.
"MALFOY!!! Draco. . . . Please." Hermione begged for an answer.
"I have no intention of hurting him." Draco said quietly, staring down at the ground. "And I take it I'm under pain of death if I do."
"Just be careful. There's a lot you don't know."
"Whatever Granger. But I have to go, alright." Draco sighed heavily.
"Alright. I'll catch you later." Hermione said, looking at Draco for a moment before leaving the corridor.
"Hopefully not." Draco muttered as he took off again, finally making his way to the quidditch meeting.
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Harry was still trudging his way through the castle: from the astronomy tower down to the kitchens and then on to Snape's office.
Knock Knock
"Enter." Snape's growl could be heard through the solid door.
"Professor. Can I speak to you a moment?"
"Yes, Potter." Snape's tone had lightened, yet he continued to read through whatever he was reading. Harry took a seat and waited for Snape to look up.
"Sir, Professor McGonagall told me to ask you about making potion, to find out my animagus form."
"Mmmmhmm." Snape continued reading whilst pulling a piece of parchment towards him. Taking up his quill, still reading, he started writing.
Five minutes later, Snape finally broke from his reading and presented Harry with the parchment. "Have a go at making it yourself. But don't test it. Bring it to me first. Any ingredients you don't have can be taken from my stores." Harry took the parchment to find the ingredients and instructions had been written out in an elegant scrawl.
"Thanks Professor. Another question, do you know if I still have training tomorrow?"
Snape tensed slightly.
"I believe so. Dumbledore wishes to find out the extent of your wandless ability." Snape looked at him curiously, obviously also wondering.
"Let's just say, it's a hell of a lot easier than with a wand." Harry grinned cheekily. "Thanks professor." Harry was just about to open the door again when it opened in front of him. "Drake?!"
"Came to see Uncle Sev." Draco explained at Harry's confused expression.
"Alright. Umm."
"I'll see you in a while." Draco smirked at Harry as he breezed past, hand brushing Harry's.
"Seeya Sev, Seeya Drake." Harry smiled as he closed the door after himself and made his way through the dungeons back to his room.
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"Are you Completely brain-dead?" Snape was pacing behind his chair occasionally looking at Draco before resuming his pacing.
"What are you on about Sev?"
"YOU!! Sleeping with Potter." Snape said maliciously.
"What business is it of your's?" Draco sneered.
"It's my business when I'm your guardian at this school!"
"Merlin, what is it with everyone going through my business. You sound like Granger."
"Excuse me?!?!" Snape snarled at the blonde Slytherin.
"Before quidditch meeting, Granger cornered me and gave me the 'don't hurt him' lecture." Draco lounged back in the chair before Snape's desk.
"Draco, have you forgotten that your father is still alive?!?! He may be in hiding but he still has the ability to come after you!!! And what about the Dark Lord? You we're handed over to Him from birth, and set to follow Lucius' footsteps. Neither of them will take this loyalty lightly?"
"Loyalty? Is that all you think this is?" Draco stood, enraged. "I'll have you know that I never wanted to become a Death Eater."
"How did you think you were going to survive then?" Draco was silent. "Didn't think about that huh?"
"Never found a way that would work." Draco muttered.
"Draco, be careful with your decisions."
"What would you have me do?! Become a Death Eater? I don't want to do that, and they will find out very quickly, even if I pretended. I'd be dead within the day, no matter my acting skills."
"Draco." Snape warned. "Be careful of Potter."
"You're full of complete bullshit." Draco growled, "Why should I be careful of Harry?"
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S CAPABLE OF!!" Snape yelled, finally getting to the heart of his concerns.
"AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!!" Draco roared back.
They glared at each other over the table for many long seconds before Draco sneered, "Don't lecture me on what you do not know, Severus." And Draco stalked out of the Potion's Master's office with all the grace of a Malfoy.
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Back in the Head Boy's room, Harry was stretched out on the couch before the fire, reading through some of the homework he got that day from transfiguration and Arithmancy that Draco had brought. He was just going through the practical parts of the transfiguration lesson when the door to his room slammed open and then slammed closed, with Draco stalking into the room in between.
"Drake, are you alright?" Harry put his books aside and stood to make Draco stop pacing.
"No! Sev's being a fuckhead and thinks I need to be careful with you because 'we don't know what he's capable of'," Draco finished in an impression of Snape's voice.
"Yes, well, we know different." Harry smiled warmly as he enveloped Draco in a tight hug. "As far as I know anyway."
They both laughed slightly before Draco returned to his anger.
"Yeah, its just the fact that he said it. Had to lecture me on it." Draco was about to start pacing again when Harry held on to him tight, not letting him go.
Draco growled slightly as he grabbed Harry and crushed him into the door, roughly kissing the Boy Who Lived to take his anger out that way.
Where Draco was hard and forceful, Harry lapped and soothed as slowly Draco's anger abated and was lovingly kissing Harry back. Finally Draco drew back for breath, his forehead resting on Harry's. Eventually Draco opened his eye's and saw the position they were in. He'd lifted Harry off his feet as the dark haired boys legs were wrapped around Draco's waist. One pale hand was still tightly clenching Harry's hip, and the other had fallen from Harry's head and was casually draped on Harry's shoulder. As Draco took it all in, Harry continued to sooth him as hands ran all over his neck, chest shoulders and what Harry could reach of his back.
"Thankyou." Draco said quietly as he held Harry up, enjoying the feel of Harry's hands.
"Anytime." Harry's hand drew Draco back into their snog session.
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Tuesday morning found Harry and Draco entangled together on the couch in Harry's Head Boy room. Harry was first to wake as blonde hair tickled his nose. Again he was on the bottom and he wondered how that always occurred. No matter how they fell asleep, they migrated to their current position of Draco on top.
Shaking his head, very carefully he pried Draco's legs from his own and set to work on Draco's arms.
"Where are you going?" A very sleepy mumble was heard from Harry's chest.
"Just for a morning run." Harry whispered into the blonde hair, "Go back to sleep."
"You're deranged, you know that. Getting up this fucking early and depriving me of my mattress." Draco's arms loosened as he rolled slightly to the side to let Harry up.
"Even in sleep you make complete sentences and have an attitude. And here I was thinking you looked like an angel."
"Sentimental Hufflepuff." Harry heard Draco say before the blonde had settled back into the couch and left Harry standing beside it.
"Only with you." He ruffled Draco's hair, earning a warning growl from the blonde. After that Harry had dressed for his run and taken off outside the castle.
At lunch time, again Harry received a letter from Dumbledore, stating that he wished to see him again. The term 'training' wasn't even mentioned because, as it was, Albus was in a precarious spot at the moment in regards to Harry's favours. But, Harry decided he would humour the aging hypocrite and see if Snape was right in his assumptions.
So, off Harry and Draco went, at the appointed time, and entered Dumbledore's office. Snape, funnily enough, was already present and so Dumbledore invited them to make their way again to the empty dungeon. Harry didn't miss the trademark Malfoy glares that Draco was sending Severus' way.
"Ahhh, Harry. How have you been handling the Defence Class?"
"Fine. Ron will fail the class, though, if he keeps up his present attitude and record."
"Indeed. I'll see if something can be done."
Harry nodded.
"Now, I was wondering if you were interested in helping me with a little bit of research." Dumbledore asked carefully.
Harry raised one eyebrow, continuing to stare the headmaster in the eye, whilst Draco rolled his own, conjured a seat and sat to watch.
"I was wondering if we could find the extent of your wandless abilities?" Dumbledore watched Harry like a hawk to gauge his reaction.
"Perhaps." Harry said shortly. "It's easier doing magic wandless if that's anything to go by."
"How long have you been able to do it?"
"Summer holiday's before 6th year."
"Is your ability in anyway limited by the type of magic?"
"Not as far as I know."
"Do-"Dumbledore stopped his line of questioning as Harry's hand flew to his scar to stop the sudden pain.
Draco was already on his feet and by Harry's side before the pained boy turned his blurry eyes to Professor Snape, who was clenching his left arm.
Severus went straight to the door before Harry caught him.
"Don't go."
"I have to."
"But you aren't trusted!"
"Point?!"
"You'll be killed!"
"No I won't." And with that Snape broke free form Harry's hold and had disappeared in the darkened corridor outside.
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Greater Inheritance
Chapter 12 – The Lecturing of Draco Malfoy
Monday evening of the second week of term found Harry and Draco laying cuddled together; Harry idly playing with the silky strands of blonde hair that rested on his chest as Draco slept on, partially using Harry as his mattress and pillow.
The dark haired Slytherin found himself replaying the last few hours in his mind; from the feel of Draco's hands as he woke up, to Draco stretching him then filling him completely and the unbearable pleasure that accompanied it.
Harry blushed as Draco tightened his hold around his waist as he realised what all this thinking had led to. He lay back and closed his eyes, happy to lay naked and tangled with Draco for as long as he could.
But all good things must come to an end, and end it did when Harry heard the door being unlocked and opened as his House Master walked into the room. Snape cleared his throat as he stood a few metres away, arms crossed and a slightly amused yet irritated expression gracing his face. Harry finally turned to the older man. "Hey Sev," he said quietly, not wishing to wake Draco yet.
"If you wished to skip a lesson, I would appreciate being informed before hand instead of finding out on my own."
Harry merely grinned back.
"Tell Draco I wish to see him this evening. And don't forget your duties as Head Boy." Snape sneered, turning to leave the room. "What 'was' Albus thinking when he made you Head Boy." Harry heard Snape mumble as the door closed after him.
Harry shook his head in amusement before returning to play with Draco's hair. He felt the blonde shift on top of him and eventually light kisses being placed over his chest as green eyes met silver.
Harry smiled as he tangled his hand in Draco's hair and drew him up to face level. Draco shifted to straddle Harry as he slouched over Harry's chest as the raven haired boy kissed him lovingly. Draco moaned as he was slowly drawn out his foggy world of sleep as the last cloudy wisps gave way to full consciousness and the sensation of something hard and hot pressed against his growing erection.
Draco buried his face in Harry's neck as he felt one of Harry's hands slide down between them to grasp both lengths and started stroking them together. Soon the hand was removed as they each ground their pelvis's against the other; their breathing became shallow and sweat glistened over their bodies; the blankets lost again.
They fiercely gripped each other as their movements became more desperate, racing towards their climax before toppling into bliss as they rode their orgasm out together.
In the aftermath, Harry shifted from under Draco so that they lay on their sides facing each other, legs tangled and Draco's head resting on Harry's bicep. Harry traced a finger down Draco's chest and stomach as he traced idle patterns with their mixed cum.
"I think it's shower time." Harry murmured into the blonde hair. Draco 'mmmmed' his agreement.
"Coming?" Draco 'mmmmed' again.
"Lazy." Harry kissed the other boy's temple before disentangling himself from the blonde and rolling out of bed. Draco roused himself to open his eyes and rest on his elbows as one eyebrow was raised in appreciation at the toned bronzed body that made its way to the bathroom.
Taking a quick glance at the clock, Draco made his way out of Harry's bed but stopped when his brain kicked into gear.
"8:20?!?!? Oh fuck!!" Draco quickly made his way into the shower with Harry before almost taking over. "I'm late!" Draco explained as he quickly soaped up before rinsing off.
Harry grinned evilly before latching onto Draco's neck from behind.
"Harry!" Draco whined as he nestled a hand in the raven hair behind him.
"Sev wants to see you tonight, too."
"Oh, for Merlin's sake!!!" Draco mumbled vehemently as he leaned back into Harry's embrace.
"What's the matter?" Harry's hair dripped down Draco's chest as he started sucking on the hollow part of Draco's collarbone.
"You." Draco drew a deep breath, "I don't wanna go."
"But the outside world needs us." Harry said sadly as he stopped to rest his forehead on Draco's shoulder.
Draco turned around to face the Boy Who Lived, "But I get first preference." Draco smirked as he nuzzled the ex-Gryffindor's neck. Harry smiled faintly as he gave Draco a quick kiss.
"You'd better go." Harry gave a fake smile that Draco saw straight through.
"I'll be back." Draco gave a short, fiery kiss back before vanishing out the shower.
Harry remained in the shower for another few minutes, cold water turned off as he stood under the scalding hot water, his skin turning a bright red. He eventually made it out into the outside world as he picked up his robes from the day and put them on over his school pants and shirt, tie loosely hanging around his neck.
He grabbed Myra, much to her disgruntlement, so that he had someone to talk to for the next few hours. And then he was off. He did a short tour around the dungeons, and caught a pair of extremely adventurous Hufflepuffs in one of the broom closets. Harry decided they had thrill issues, to be Hufflepuffs, snogging in Snape's territory. After that, he paid a short visit to the kitchens to get a quick bite for dinner, before moving on up to the left wing of the castle.
He passed his DADA room, and kept going flushing the odd student out of curious places that he certainly didn't want to be thinking about and moved onto McGonagall's territory. He passed the darkened classroom before coming upon her office, light pouring out into the dimly lit corridors. Not wishing to be caught up he kept walking past. But luck was not with him again.
"Mr Potter. May I have a word." Harry knew better than to think it was a question.
"Yes Professor?" Harry used a tired and bored voice to address his former head of house.
"Ah-Are you alright Mr Potter?" She suddenly seemed concerned as she ignored her prior line of questioning. "You weren't at dinner."
"Fine Professor. Just a bit of a headache, and no, headache potions don't work for me." Harry got in before she could suggest a visit to Madame Pomfrey.
"Oh. Well. Anyway. Mr Potter, I have marked you're extra credit assignment, and I must say. Truly well done. It was excellent. There would be many a witch or wizard who has studied transfiguration for more than 50 years that would be unable to write such a document. Congratulations, I think its safe to say that you already have your Transfiguration NEWT in the bag." She beamed up at her student.
"Thankyou." Harry didn't know what else to say. He thought the assignment had been pretty shithouse himself.
"Also, have you read the theory books I gave you on becoming an animagus?"
"Yeah."
"Are you ready for the potion to see what your form is?" Harry nodded. "Then I suggest you speak to Professor Snape about seeing one is made." Harry nodded again. "There will also be forms for you to fill out about your animagus state. I prefer my students to be law abiding witches and wizards." She said firmly.
"Sure. I'll see Snape after rounds tonight. When will you have the forms?"
"Oh, you won't need to fill them out until your are fully capable of performing the transformation."
"Alright then. Is that all?" Harry continued to stand before the aging professor.
"Yes, Mr Potter. Thankyou."
"Good evening Professor."
"Evening, Harry."
Harry was glad to escape again to the sparsely lit corridors, and so continued his way along the corridors and gradually into Ravenclaw territory.
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Draco quickly raced out of the shower, and back into Harry's room. With a few muttered spells, he was dry and dressed again. Racing out into the passage to the Slytherin Common rooms, he took a sharp right turn and made his way into the Seventh Year dorms.
"Hey, Malfoy?" Draco caught sight of Crabbe hulking up to him.
"Where you been all week?" Goyle decided to join the party.
"Like most students at a school, I've been working."
"Oh." Crabbe looked confusedly between Goyle and Draco. "Where?"
"You must be pretty blind, I've been in the common room for a couple of nights. Then there's this place called a library. Weird place that one. Its strange how so many books can all be in the one room." Draco made his way up to the dorms to get his quidditch notes for the meeting, with Crabbe and Goyle following.
"Alright, Malfoy, we got the point." Goyle rolled his eyes.
"I have to go, alright. There's a quidditch meeting on at the moment, and I'm supposed to be there. So if you don't mind." Draco sneered at the two of them before pushing his way out of the room.
Out in the corridors, he quickly made his way through the dungeons. He was coming upon the last corridor to the meeting room when a voice called down the corridor.
"Malfoy!" The sound of the Head Girl's voice echoed down the corridor.
"Bloody Merlin. What Granger, I'm kinda in a hurry."
"Well, Sor-ry." Hermione sneered at him. "This won't take long."
"What?" He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest as his foot started tapping.
"Do you love Harry?"
Draco paused. "That's hardly any of your business." Draco sneered as he stalked around her on his way. But Hermione grabbed his sleeve before he could go far.
"It is my business when this has to do with my best friend." She glared back at him.
"Oh yes. Bestest friends. That's why you ditched him in the holidays."
"That was not my fault. Do not confuse me with Ron. I sent letters to Harry, but I never got a reply. I still wanted to be his friend." Hermione seethed.
"Just keep telling yourself that, and you might just believe it. Harry only ever got one letter from you." Draco removed her hand from his person and pushed past her.
"MALFOY!!! Draco. . . . Please." Hermione begged for an answer.
"I have no intention of hurting him." Draco said quietly, staring down at the ground. "And I take it I'm under pain of death if I do."
"Just be careful. There's a lot you don't know."
"Whatever Granger. But I have to go, alright." Draco sighed heavily.
"Alright. I'll catch you later." Hermione said, looking at Draco for a moment before leaving the corridor.
"Hopefully not." Draco muttered as he took off again, finally making his way to the quidditch meeting.
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Harry was still trudging his way through the castle: from the astronomy tower down to the kitchens and then on to Snape's office.
Knock Knock
"Enter." Snape's growl could be heard through the solid door.
"Professor. Can I speak to you a moment?"
"Yes, Potter." Snape's tone had lightened, yet he continued to read through whatever he was reading. Harry took a seat and waited for Snape to look up.
"Sir, Professor McGonagall told me to ask you about making potion, to find out my animagus form."
"Mmmmhmm." Snape continued reading whilst pulling a piece of parchment towards him. Taking up his quill, still reading, he started writing.
Five minutes later, Snape finally broke from his reading and presented Harry with the parchment. "Have a go at making it yourself. But don't test it. Bring it to me first. Any ingredients you don't have can be taken from my stores." Harry took the parchment to find the ingredients and instructions had been written out in an elegant scrawl.
"Thanks Professor. Another question, do you know if I still have training tomorrow?"
Snape tensed slightly.
"I believe so. Dumbledore wishes to find out the extent of your wandless ability." Snape looked at him curiously, obviously also wondering.
"Let's just say, it's a hell of a lot easier than with a wand." Harry grinned cheekily. "Thanks professor." Harry was just about to open the door again when it opened in front of him. "Drake?!"
"Came to see Uncle Sev." Draco explained at Harry's confused expression.
"Alright. Umm."
"I'll see you in a while." Draco smirked at Harry as he breezed past, hand brushing Harry's.
"Seeya Sev, Seeya Drake." Harry smiled as he closed the door after himself and made his way through the dungeons back to his room.
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"Are you Completely brain-dead?" Snape was pacing behind his chair occasionally looking at Draco before resuming his pacing.
"What are you on about Sev?"
"YOU!! Sleeping with Potter." Snape said maliciously.
"What business is it of your's?" Draco sneered.
"It's my business when I'm your guardian at this school!"
"Merlin, what is it with everyone going through my business. You sound like Granger."
"Excuse me?!?!" Snape snarled at the blonde Slytherin.
"Before quidditch meeting, Granger cornered me and gave me the 'don't hurt him' lecture." Draco lounged back in the chair before Snape's desk.
"Draco, have you forgotten that your father is still alive?!?! He may be in hiding but he still has the ability to come after you!!! And what about the Dark Lord? You we're handed over to Him from birth, and set to follow Lucius' footsteps. Neither of them will take this loyalty lightly?"
"Loyalty? Is that all you think this is?" Draco stood, enraged. "I'll have you know that I never wanted to become a Death Eater."
"How did you think you were going to survive then?" Draco was silent. "Didn't think about that huh?"
"Never found a way that would work." Draco muttered.
"Draco, be careful with your decisions."
"What would you have me do?! Become a Death Eater? I don't want to do that, and they will find out very quickly, even if I pretended. I'd be dead within the day, no matter my acting skills."
"Draco." Snape warned. "Be careful of Potter."
"You're full of complete bullshit." Draco growled, "Why should I be careful of Harry?"
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE'S CAPABLE OF!!" Snape yelled, finally getting to the heart of his concerns.
"AND YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!!" Draco roared back.
They glared at each other over the table for many long seconds before Draco sneered, "Don't lecture me on what you do not know, Severus." And Draco stalked out of the Potion's Master's office with all the grace of a Malfoy.
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Back in the Head Boy's room, Harry was stretched out on the couch before the fire, reading through some of the homework he got that day from transfiguration and Arithmancy that Draco had brought. He was just going through the practical parts of the transfiguration lesson when the door to his room slammed open and then slammed closed, with Draco stalking into the room in between.
"Drake, are you alright?" Harry put his books aside and stood to make Draco stop pacing.
"No! Sev's being a fuckhead and thinks I need to be careful with you because 'we don't know what he's capable of'," Draco finished in an impression of Snape's voice.
"Yes, well, we know different." Harry smiled warmly as he enveloped Draco in a tight hug. "As far as I know anyway."
They both laughed slightly before Draco returned to his anger.
"Yeah, its just the fact that he said it. Had to lecture me on it." Draco was about to start pacing again when Harry held on to him tight, not letting him go.
Draco growled slightly as he grabbed Harry and crushed him into the door, roughly kissing the Boy Who Lived to take his anger out that way.
Where Draco was hard and forceful, Harry lapped and soothed as slowly Draco's anger abated and was lovingly kissing Harry back. Finally Draco drew back for breath, his forehead resting on Harry's. Eventually Draco opened his eye's and saw the position they were in. He'd lifted Harry off his feet as the dark haired boys legs were wrapped around Draco's waist. One pale hand was still tightly clenching Harry's hip, and the other had fallen from Harry's head and was casually draped on Harry's shoulder. As Draco took it all in, Harry continued to sooth him as hands ran all over his neck, chest shoulders and what Harry could reach of his back.
"Thankyou." Draco said quietly as he held Harry up, enjoying the feel of Harry's hands.
"Anytime." Harry's hand drew Draco back into their snog session.
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Tuesday morning found Harry and Draco entangled together on the couch in Harry's Head Boy room. Harry was first to wake as blonde hair tickled his nose. Again he was on the bottom and he wondered how that always occurred. No matter how they fell asleep, they migrated to their current position of Draco on top.
Shaking his head, very carefully he pried Draco's legs from his own and set to work on Draco's arms.
"Where are you going?" A very sleepy mumble was heard from Harry's chest.
"Just for a morning run." Harry whispered into the blonde hair, "Go back to sleep."
"You're deranged, you know that. Getting up this fucking early and depriving me of my mattress." Draco's arms loosened as he rolled slightly to the side to let Harry up.
"Even in sleep you make complete sentences and have an attitude. And here I was thinking you looked like an angel."
"Sentimental Hufflepuff." Harry heard Draco say before the blonde had settled back into the couch and left Harry standing beside it.
"Only with you." He ruffled Draco's hair, earning a warning growl from the blonde. After that Harry had dressed for his run and taken off outside the castle.
At lunch time, again Harry received a letter from Dumbledore, stating that he wished to see him again. The term 'training' wasn't even mentioned because, as it was, Albus was in a precarious spot at the moment in regards to Harry's favours. But, Harry decided he would humour the aging hypocrite and see if Snape was right in his assumptions.
So, off Harry and Draco went, at the appointed time, and entered Dumbledore's office. Snape, funnily enough, was already present and so Dumbledore invited them to make their way again to the empty dungeon. Harry didn't miss the trademark Malfoy glares that Draco was sending Severus' way.
"Ahhh, Harry. How have you been handling the Defence Class?"
"Fine. Ron will fail the class, though, if he keeps up his present attitude and record."
"Indeed. I'll see if something can be done."
Harry nodded.
"Now, I was wondering if you were interested in helping me with a little bit of research." Dumbledore asked carefully.
Harry raised one eyebrow, continuing to stare the headmaster in the eye, whilst Draco rolled his own, conjured a seat and sat to watch.
"I was wondering if we could find the extent of your wandless abilities?" Dumbledore watched Harry like a hawk to gauge his reaction.
"Perhaps." Harry said shortly. "It's easier doing magic wandless if that's anything to go by."
"How long have you been able to do it?"
"Summer holiday's before 6th year."
"Is your ability in anyway limited by the type of magic?"
"Not as far as I know."
"Do-"Dumbledore stopped his line of questioning as Harry's hand flew to his scar to stop the sudden pain.
Draco was already on his feet and by Harry's side before the pained boy turned his blurry eyes to Professor Snape, who was clenching his left arm.
Severus went straight to the door before Harry caught him.
"Don't go."
"I have to."
"But you aren't trusted!"
"Point?!"
"You'll be killed!"
"No I won't." And with that Snape broke free form Harry's hold and had disappeared in the darkened corridor outside.
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dun, dun, dunn!!!!!!
Anyone like the screaming match between Drake and Sev?
Lol!!