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hopefully you may have that soon, otherwise I will be on holidays for 2 and
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Once again, WARNING!!!!!!! Slash again in this chapter. For full, unedited version, feel free to email me at everwintermyway.com with the chappie number u want seeing as i've just uploaded half a dozen chapters!!!!
But back to the story. Thanks to Meagan for ur beta work. And lilysunshine for all ur reviews!!! Also to anyone else who reviewed!!!! And yes, this is a repost. As above, I got kicked off for apparently no reason, cos I got no notification email.... Anyway!!!!
AN: I'm sorry in advance for the sap in this chapter, but it was necessary to the plot.
Greater Inheritance
Chapter 15 – Merry Christmas, Mr Potter
"Well that was the most boring four hours of my life. No exceptions." Draco yawned as he leaned against Harry, almost falling asleep as they made their way back to the Slytherin common room. "What a complete waste of time."
"I'll agree with that." Harry yawned himself. "Ron was a prick though."
"Close minded twit." Draco muttered as they finally got to Harry's room again. Harry said the password and they both collapsed onto the bed. Immediately Draco rolled away slightly as he moaned, his face screwed up in pain.
Harry, ever the hero, was instantaneously kneeling next to Draco. "You got hit a few more times than you were letting on, huh?" Harry smirked at Draco as the blond rolled his eyes, pleading guilty.
Harry shook his head as he helped Draco lay on his back and undid a few buttons on his shirt. As more skin was revealed, Harry went into action as he started kissing the bruises better. Each kiss sending a wandless spell to the affected area and healing it, leaving pale flawless skin behind.
Draco moaned slightly as Harry healed him, those lips of his drawing all of the blood to his groin, as Harry's hands ran softly over his torso. Before Harry could complete his work, however, Draco had had enough torture as he brought Harry back up, both hands holding Harry's head as he ravaged his mouth. Harry got the message as Draco rolled them over so that he was on top and straddling the dark haired boy. Harry moaned loudly as Draco's hands made their way down his body and then under his shirt as he started teasing his nipples.
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But Harry had caught his eyes as he looked at him intently with desire and love burning in his eyes.
"Love you, 'Co."
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"Love you too." Draco looked Harry in the eye again and passionately kissed him again. Harry hugged him to his chest as they drifted off to sleep.
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"Posts here." Blaise said across from Harry and Draco, watching the numerous owls swoop and circle to deliver their burdens. To everyone's surprise, an midnight black raven swooped down to land before Harry, a plain white envelop landing in his plate as the raven stared at him a moment before taking flight again and disappearing through the rafters of the Great Hall.
Looking curiously at the letter, Harry picked up the envelope that was addressed only as 'Harry Potter'. Shrugging, Harry broke the plain black seal and removed the contents.
Inside was thick card, and looking on the front, Harry found it to be a muggle Christmas card, with the jolly Santa Claus sitting on the front next to a Christmas tree stocked with presents. This got Harry curious. It was just under two months till Christmas, who was sending him such an early card? Deciding to find out, Harry opened to find a folded document fall onto his plate. Ignoring it for the moment, Harry looked to the bottom to see who'd signed it:
Merry Christmas, Mr Potter
Lord Voldemort
Harry turned pale as he dropped the card and cautiously picked up the folded document. Opening it, his body became rigid as his fists clenched and the depicted sky above turned dark and stormy; the entire atmosphere had darkened as if night had fallen. By this stage he had the attention of all in the Great Hall.
Certificate of Death
Name – Draco Lucius Malfoy Born to Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy
Born – January 19th 1980 Death – Pending
Harry continued to glare at the Death Certificate, his hand shaking along with many glass objects and windows. Draco, having realised what had happened turned to Harry.
"Harry? Harry! Look at me." Draco manually turned Harry's face to look at him. "Look at me! I'm still alive. And I'm not planning on dieing anytime soon. Now get control of your magic."
Harry blinked owlishly at him as his mind tried to process anything beyond the fact that Draco may be stolen from him. He watched as Draco spoke, but vaguely made out what he was saying. Gradually everything came to him: time seemed to pick up speed, along with the increasing volume to his surroundings as he finally took note of his surroundings.
"Harry! Get control of your magic." Harry heard Draco say sternly, yet still in a soft, caring manner.
Looking down to the table, keeping Draco in his line of vision, he saw the glass pitcher full of pumpkin juice vibrate on the table and finally Draco's words took meaning. Holding Draco's hand under the table, making sure Draco was still there, he closed his eyes to reign in his magic. Everything settled down slowly before the Great Hall erupted into whispers.
Then Draco's was pulling him up out of his seat and Harry looked to him, "Come on Harry."
Harry nodded mutely as he dropped everything there and left the Great Hall as Draco led him to an empty classroom nearby. Once the door was closed Harry had Draco in a bone crushing hug as he let the tears flow. "Oh god, Dray, don't leave me, don't die." Harry mumbled into his shoulder.
"Shhhh. I'm not going anywhere, Harry." Draco rubbed his back as he held Harry equally tight, shaken by the attack.
"Don't leave me, don't die. Don't leave me, don't die. Don't leave me, don't die." Harry kept up his mantra as he started shaking, falling to his knees and Draco knelt before him.
"Shhhh." Draco stopped Harry's rambling as he kissed him firmly. "Love you."
"Love you too." Harry didn't let up on his hold as he buried his nose into Draco's neck.
"Draco? Harry? Are you guys alright? What happened in there?" The sound of Hermione's voice filtered into the room as she closed the door behind her.
"Just Voldemort stirring up trouble." Draco answered.
"Drake!! He sent your Death Certificate as a Christmas present!!" Harry growled.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped as she knelt next to them. "Arsehole." She said vehemently.
Harry and Draco looked at Hermione in shock. Eventually Hermione cracked a smile and they laughed nervously at the situation, Hermione swearing was virtually unheard of.
Hermione took a deep breath to calm down, "Don't worry, Harry. We won't let anything happen to Draco." She smiled at him as she rubbed his arm.
"Don't forget, I'm wandless too. There's no one that can hurt me." Draco whispered into Harry's ear which made Harry relax to a degree. Draco might be as powerful as he himself was. At least he could take care of himself; Harry nodded.
Whilst Harry thought, Draco gave Hermione a pointed look. She understood, as she crossed her heart and nodded: this wouldn't go beyond the room.
"Now come on! Lets get to lesson. Brush this off as if it doesn't concern you that I might be hurt. Don't let Voldemort see he's found a weakness." Draco went to stand as he helped Harry up.
"At least my weakness can defend himself." Harry gave a watery smile as he took a shuddering breath. "Umm, I better get my books. I'll catch up with you, alright."
"Sure." Draco smirked as he gave Harry a short fiery kiss to give him strength. "See you in a bit."
Harry patiently waited for Hermione and Draco to leave the room before Harry leapt into action.
"DOBBY!"
With a soft 'pop', Dobby was standing before Harry. "Yes Harry Potter. What can Dobby do for Harry Potter?"
"Dobby, I want you to follow Draco Malfoy everywhere he goes. Do. NOT. Let. Him. Out. Of. Your. Sight. Got it!"
"Of course Harry Potter. Dobby will follow him and not let him out of Dobby's sight."
"If something happens, I want you to defend him to the best of your ability. If anything happens: defend him, then come get me as soon as possible. Okay!"
"Yes Harry Potter. Dobby won't let anything happen to Master Draco. Dobby will get Harry Potter."
"Thank you Dobby. Oh, and don't let him see you! He'll kill me." Harry muttered the last.
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"That was quick." Draco smiled as he heard Harry bolt up the corridor behind them and put his arm protectively around Draco's waist, virtually the only public display of affection the two had shown. Harry gave a meek smile as he looked behind them to see Dobby running close to the wall, ducking his head as he caught Harry's eye, and then the House Elf's presence seemed to shift and he became fairly much invisible to anyone not looking for him.
Harry felt sure that Draco would be safe.
With this in mind, the day passed relatively quickly and nothing of note took place. But there were still the whisperings that trailed him everywhere he went. Each time he entered a room, the occupants would suddenly look at him, all conversations dieing as they watched him. Then the whispers would start anew as they'd cautiously take a few steps away from him. All the while he'd ignore them.
Well, that's what everyone else thought. But inside he was acutely aware of all that was said about him. This made the mask he'd made all the more difficult to keep intact. Outside, he was happy as if nothing could or had bothered him. On the inside, he was a mess; his mind running rampant with paranoia and scenarios in which Draco would be taken from him.
He took hardly any notice of what the teachers said that day as he focused solely on Draco. He had a suspicion that Draco knew what was happening inside his mind, and had constantly reassured him: just a wink or a clench of his hand under the desk, but it had kept Harry sane through the day.
Thus it was a relief to finally get back to Harry's room that night after dinner so that Harry could cuddle Draco all he wanted. And that was how Severus Snape found Harry later on that evening, laying between Draco's legs and clinging on for dear life.
"Mr. Potter. A word please." The Potions Master seemed disinterested as he crossed his arms over his chest and waited for the Head Boy to accompany him.
"I'll be back in a tick." Harry kissed him. "Love you." He kissed him again. "Don't go anywhere by yourself." He kissed him again. "Love you so much." Another kiss. "Be right back." He kissed him yet again.
"Go already. I'm not going anywhere." Draco whacked him over the shoulder, then put his hand around his neck and drew him in for a last kiss. "Love you too."
They smiled at each other as Harry walked backwards, keeping his eyes on Draco for the longest time possible before the door would inevitably prevent that sight. Draco smirked at him as he watched, pulling out one of his text books into hand and opened it, flashing another smirk at Harry as he stepped into the corridor and Snape closed the door and curtain after him.
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"Now, Mr. Potter. Do you want to tell me what is going on?" Snape sneered as he sat behind his desk.
Harry slumped into the seat on the other side of the large desk as he idly stroked Myra. He sighed heavily, "Christmas card from Voldemort. Included Draco's Death Certificate."
The mask fell from Harry's face as he slouched in the seat, his emotions flashing across his face.
Snape's expression hardened at the news that his nephew had been the subject of an attack.
"He won't let me protect him at all. He's too proud for that." Harry went on. "But I've asked Dobby to follow him everywhere he goes, to never leave him alone. Also to protect him to the best of his ability and to get me as soon as possible."
Severus noted that Harry's cleverly constructed mask had fallen as the young man explained the situation in such a defeated tone.
"The house elf will not be enough to protect him." Snape carefully considered the matter.
"I know. But he won't let anyone try to help or protect him. That's what pisses me off the most. I can't do a damn thing except be with him twenty- four, seven. But then I also don't want to crowd him, he's too independent and our relationship won't stand with that."
"Then I shall inform some of the other students in Slytherin and some teachers to be on the look out. This is rather worrisome. The defective Death Eater is scheduled to arrive at Hogwarts in two days. It seems to be too much of a coincidence."
"Have you discovered who it is?"
"No. Albus has neglected to tell me, which leads me to believe he doesn't know either." At this Harry snorted. "From whence has this disdain for the headmaster come from, Mr. Potter?"
Harry raised an eyebrow, questioning if he 'really' wanted to know. "He's manipulative." Harry started.
"To me, to anyone. Even to you, and I've seen it in action. He doesn't lie, not strait forward, but rather omits certain details and embellishes certain parts. He had you believe that he had a theory that I might be wandless. Yet when you were unconscious the shock was written plain as day on his face. He'd never had even the slightest hint of a notion that I might be as powerful as to have wandless magic."
Snape considered him for a moment. "I am loathe to admit it, but I believe you. He certainly well fabrics his stories, but sometimes, afterwards when I have time to think, I see the most minor of holes in his stories. It makes me think as to what actually goes on in that mind of his."
Snape's whole demeanour had darkened as he glared at the wall behind Harry.
"What I want to know, is why does he continue to manipulate everyone?" Harry sat up slightly and got more comfortable, crossing one leg over the other.
Snape seemed to contemplate this for a while before looking back to Harry. "There was a time, particularly when Voldemort first appeared, that Dumbledore was in quite a position of power, where he was informed of everything and was still at an age where he could actively bring the Light's plans to completion. Now, he is not so well informed and is getting too old, even by wizarding standards to be of use. However, I believe he does not want anyone to know this. Hence he manipulates people so that they might never realise. Like most Gryffindor's, he has pride and a reputation."
Harry nodded his understanding at this perspective of Albus Dumbledore. Thinking on this, Harry realised that most people's opinion of the Headmaster was that he was old and wise. But the more correct view of him would probably be old and frail. Sure, he had wisdom and knowledge, but whether this could be applied to today's circumstances was yet to be seen.
The two men sat in silence for some time, each lost in their thoughts. But the tinkling of little bells, seeming to come from nowhere, broke their contemplations. Severus looked straight down to his desk to discover the newly arrived rolled note parchment. Harry looked straight to Sev before catching sight of the note. He watched the Potions Master as he read, the only sign of interest he showed, however, was the rise of a single eyebrow as he continued to read.
Harry waited patiently as he watched Snape finish reading, screw the parchment up and toss it in a bin.
"It would seem the Death Eater defector has arrived earlier than planned. He didn't mention who it was however." Snape snorted as he stood. "The Headmaster has requested my presence."
Harry nodded again as he stood also and made his way to the door. The two journeyed through the dungeons until they parted ways.
"Potter. I don't trust this Death Eater. Protect him. At all costs." Although the Potions Masters face was an emotionless façade, Harry fancied himself that he caught the briefest flashes of worry pass through the man's eyes.
"With my life." Harry said solemnly. "Evening Professor."
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"Harrrreeeey!! I'm hungry!" Draco whined, most unbecomingly of a Malfoy.
"Then conjure something to eat." Harry refused Draco to leave the room after dark.
"No. I don't want it tasting like pillow feathers. Come on please. Come with me, Mr. I've-Got-A-Hero-Complex."
"Alright!" Harry finally caved in after three quarters of an hour of whining.
As Draco strolled down the dungeon corridors like he owned the place, Harry tensely walked beside him, looking down every corridor and closely examining all alcoves whilst listening out for the barest of sounds that may be construed as danger approaching. He was downright paranoid with the discovery that the Death Eater was most probably already within the castle.
They made it to the kitchens with no trouble at all, and were immediately surrounded by the elves as soon as they set foot into the room.
Draco smirked happily as he managed to snag one house elf and order it to bring him a sandwich. Seeing as the needs of the two occupants were satisfied, most of the house elves went back to their various activities.
"Where's Dobby?" Draco asked one of the house elves as it passed, and Harry's eyes widened in sudden apprehension.
"He be currently assigned to another task, Master. Pip doesn't know where he is at the moment." The house elf called Pip quickly continued on as its gaze flickered to Harry for the barest of milliseconds before it took off again.
Harry breathed a deep sigh of relief as the elf lied on his behalf. Draco didn't seem to notice what was taking place as the original elf brought a plate filled with sandwiches and settled it before the two Slytherins. Draco immediately hoed in as he took a huge bite out of the first slice in his hand.
Harry slowly ate a half a sandwich whilst Draco steadily devoured half the plate. Harry had to shake his head. "How can you eat so much?"
Draco shrugged. "Just hungry. Especially after last night." Draco smirked evilly as he leaned across the table and caught Harry's lips. "Need to eat something if you want me doing any better tonight."
Harry blushed a little at that but nodded, a small smile coming across his features. They finished off with a glass of milk each before thanking the house elves and departing back to Harry's room.
They soon became distracted in the corridor as Draco seemed to be in the mood; the blond Slytherin swiftly turning and pinning Harry to the wall. Harry put up little to no resistance as he felt Draco's fervour and swiftly returned it. Draco growled low in his chest when Harry brought his hips to forcefully grind against his own.
Both boys knew this was certainly not something to take place in the corridors and hence started stumbling down the corridors, lips and hips still locked as they came across a t-junction upon which Harry had Draco up against the wall for a good few minutes before Draco gathered the energy to get them moving again.
When they came to the next t-junction, it was Harry this time pressed against the wall with Draco grinding against him. He'd managed to get his hands down Draco's pants and was now massaging the blonde's delectable arse. But all movement soon ceased on the part of the raven haired when Draco pulled his hips away long enough to get his hand down the front of Harry pants. Harry let his head hit the wall behind him as he gave a long moan whilst Draco's hand moved all the faster as he panted with Harry, depositing random kisses over his neck.
"My Dear Son! It has been too long, Draco."
Congratulations to everyone who has found this story once again!!!! U can not understand the rage I felt when suddenly my account was 'no longer active'. My friend who ended up being a punching bag, hasn't been seen since the day I found out..... soz brad!!! Hope u didn't bruise too badly :P
Once again, WARNING!!!!!!! Slash again in this chapter. For full, unedited version, feel free to email me at everwintermyway.com with the chappie number u want seeing as i've just uploaded half a dozen chapters!!!!
But back to the story. Thanks to Meagan for ur beta work. And lilysunshine for all ur reviews!!! Also to anyone else who reviewed!!!! And yes, this is a repost. As above, I got kicked off for apparently no reason, cos I got no notification email.... Anyway!!!!
AN: I'm sorry in advance for the sap in this chapter, but it was necessary to the plot.
Greater Inheritance
Chapter 15 – Merry Christmas, Mr Potter
"Well that was the most boring four hours of my life. No exceptions." Draco yawned as he leaned against Harry, almost falling asleep as they made their way back to the Slytherin common room. "What a complete waste of time."
"I'll agree with that." Harry yawned himself. "Ron was a prick though."
"Close minded twit." Draco muttered as they finally got to Harry's room again. Harry said the password and they both collapsed onto the bed. Immediately Draco rolled away slightly as he moaned, his face screwed up in pain.
Harry, ever the hero, was instantaneously kneeling next to Draco. "You got hit a few more times than you were letting on, huh?" Harry smirked at Draco as the blond rolled his eyes, pleading guilty.
Harry shook his head as he helped Draco lay on his back and undid a few buttons on his shirt. As more skin was revealed, Harry went into action as he started kissing the bruises better. Each kiss sending a wandless spell to the affected area and healing it, leaving pale flawless skin behind.
Draco moaned slightly as Harry healed him, those lips of his drawing all of the blood to his groin, as Harry's hands ran softly over his torso. Before Harry could complete his work, however, Draco had had enough torture as he brought Harry back up, both hands holding Harry's head as he ravaged his mouth. Harry got the message as Draco rolled them over so that he was on top and straddling the dark haired boy. Harry moaned loudly as Draco's hands made their way down his body and then under his shirt as he started teasing his nipples.
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But Harry had caught his eyes as he looked at him intently with desire and love burning in his eyes.
"Love you, 'Co."
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"Love you too." Draco looked Harry in the eye again and passionately kissed him again. Harry hugged him to his chest as they drifted off to sleep.
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"Posts here." Blaise said across from Harry and Draco, watching the numerous owls swoop and circle to deliver their burdens. To everyone's surprise, an midnight black raven swooped down to land before Harry, a plain white envelop landing in his plate as the raven stared at him a moment before taking flight again and disappearing through the rafters of the Great Hall.
Looking curiously at the letter, Harry picked up the envelope that was addressed only as 'Harry Potter'. Shrugging, Harry broke the plain black seal and removed the contents.
Inside was thick card, and looking on the front, Harry found it to be a muggle Christmas card, with the jolly Santa Claus sitting on the front next to a Christmas tree stocked with presents. This got Harry curious. It was just under two months till Christmas, who was sending him such an early card? Deciding to find out, Harry opened to find a folded document fall onto his plate. Ignoring it for the moment, Harry looked to the bottom to see who'd signed it:
Merry Christmas, Mr Potter
Lord Voldemort
Harry turned pale as he dropped the card and cautiously picked up the folded document. Opening it, his body became rigid as his fists clenched and the depicted sky above turned dark and stormy; the entire atmosphere had darkened as if night had fallen. By this stage he had the attention of all in the Great Hall.
Certificate of Death
Name – Draco Lucius Malfoy Born to Lucius & Narcissa Malfoy
Born – January 19th 1980 Death – Pending
Harry continued to glare at the Death Certificate, his hand shaking along with many glass objects and windows. Draco, having realised what had happened turned to Harry.
"Harry? Harry! Look at me." Draco manually turned Harry's face to look at him. "Look at me! I'm still alive. And I'm not planning on dieing anytime soon. Now get control of your magic."
Harry blinked owlishly at him as his mind tried to process anything beyond the fact that Draco may be stolen from him. He watched as Draco spoke, but vaguely made out what he was saying. Gradually everything came to him: time seemed to pick up speed, along with the increasing volume to his surroundings as he finally took note of his surroundings.
"Harry! Get control of your magic." Harry heard Draco say sternly, yet still in a soft, caring manner.
Looking down to the table, keeping Draco in his line of vision, he saw the glass pitcher full of pumpkin juice vibrate on the table and finally Draco's words took meaning. Holding Draco's hand under the table, making sure Draco was still there, he closed his eyes to reign in his magic. Everything settled down slowly before the Great Hall erupted into whispers.
Then Draco's was pulling him up out of his seat and Harry looked to him, "Come on Harry."
Harry nodded mutely as he dropped everything there and left the Great Hall as Draco led him to an empty classroom nearby. Once the door was closed Harry had Draco in a bone crushing hug as he let the tears flow. "Oh god, Dray, don't leave me, don't die." Harry mumbled into his shoulder.
"Shhhh. I'm not going anywhere, Harry." Draco rubbed his back as he held Harry equally tight, shaken by the attack.
"Don't leave me, don't die. Don't leave me, don't die. Don't leave me, don't die." Harry kept up his mantra as he started shaking, falling to his knees and Draco knelt before him.
"Shhhh." Draco stopped Harry's rambling as he kissed him firmly. "Love you."
"Love you too." Harry didn't let up on his hold as he buried his nose into Draco's neck.
"Draco? Harry? Are you guys alright? What happened in there?" The sound of Hermione's voice filtered into the room as she closed the door behind her.
"Just Voldemort stirring up trouble." Draco answered.
"Drake!! He sent your Death Certificate as a Christmas present!!" Harry growled.
"Oh!" Hermione gasped as she knelt next to them. "Arsehole." She said vehemently.
Harry and Draco looked at Hermione in shock. Eventually Hermione cracked a smile and they laughed nervously at the situation, Hermione swearing was virtually unheard of.
Hermione took a deep breath to calm down, "Don't worry, Harry. We won't let anything happen to Draco." She smiled at him as she rubbed his arm.
"Don't forget, I'm wandless too. There's no one that can hurt me." Draco whispered into Harry's ear which made Harry relax to a degree. Draco might be as powerful as he himself was. At least he could take care of himself; Harry nodded.
Whilst Harry thought, Draco gave Hermione a pointed look. She understood, as she crossed her heart and nodded: this wouldn't go beyond the room.
"Now come on! Lets get to lesson. Brush this off as if it doesn't concern you that I might be hurt. Don't let Voldemort see he's found a weakness." Draco went to stand as he helped Harry up.
"At least my weakness can defend himself." Harry gave a watery smile as he took a shuddering breath. "Umm, I better get my books. I'll catch up with you, alright."
"Sure." Draco smirked as he gave Harry a short fiery kiss to give him strength. "See you in a bit."
Harry patiently waited for Hermione and Draco to leave the room before Harry leapt into action.
"DOBBY!"
With a soft 'pop', Dobby was standing before Harry. "Yes Harry Potter. What can Dobby do for Harry Potter?"
"Dobby, I want you to follow Draco Malfoy everywhere he goes. Do. NOT. Let. Him. Out. Of. Your. Sight. Got it!"
"Of course Harry Potter. Dobby will follow him and not let him out of Dobby's sight."
"If something happens, I want you to defend him to the best of your ability. If anything happens: defend him, then come get me as soon as possible. Okay!"
"Yes Harry Potter. Dobby won't let anything happen to Master Draco. Dobby will get Harry Potter."
"Thank you Dobby. Oh, and don't let him see you! He'll kill me." Harry muttered the last.
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"That was quick." Draco smiled as he heard Harry bolt up the corridor behind them and put his arm protectively around Draco's waist, virtually the only public display of affection the two had shown. Harry gave a meek smile as he looked behind them to see Dobby running close to the wall, ducking his head as he caught Harry's eye, and then the House Elf's presence seemed to shift and he became fairly much invisible to anyone not looking for him.
Harry felt sure that Draco would be safe.
With this in mind, the day passed relatively quickly and nothing of note took place. But there were still the whisperings that trailed him everywhere he went. Each time he entered a room, the occupants would suddenly look at him, all conversations dieing as they watched him. Then the whispers would start anew as they'd cautiously take a few steps away from him. All the while he'd ignore them.
Well, that's what everyone else thought. But inside he was acutely aware of all that was said about him. This made the mask he'd made all the more difficult to keep intact. Outside, he was happy as if nothing could or had bothered him. On the inside, he was a mess; his mind running rampant with paranoia and scenarios in which Draco would be taken from him.
He took hardly any notice of what the teachers said that day as he focused solely on Draco. He had a suspicion that Draco knew what was happening inside his mind, and had constantly reassured him: just a wink or a clench of his hand under the desk, but it had kept Harry sane through the day.
Thus it was a relief to finally get back to Harry's room that night after dinner so that Harry could cuddle Draco all he wanted. And that was how Severus Snape found Harry later on that evening, laying between Draco's legs and clinging on for dear life.
"Mr. Potter. A word please." The Potions Master seemed disinterested as he crossed his arms over his chest and waited for the Head Boy to accompany him.
"I'll be back in a tick." Harry kissed him. "Love you." He kissed him again. "Don't go anywhere by yourself." He kissed him again. "Love you so much." Another kiss. "Be right back." He kissed him yet again.
"Go already. I'm not going anywhere." Draco whacked him over the shoulder, then put his hand around his neck and drew him in for a last kiss. "Love you too."
They smiled at each other as Harry walked backwards, keeping his eyes on Draco for the longest time possible before the door would inevitably prevent that sight. Draco smirked at him as he watched, pulling out one of his text books into hand and opened it, flashing another smirk at Harry as he stepped into the corridor and Snape closed the door and curtain after him.
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"Now, Mr. Potter. Do you want to tell me what is going on?" Snape sneered as he sat behind his desk.
Harry slumped into the seat on the other side of the large desk as he idly stroked Myra. He sighed heavily, "Christmas card from Voldemort. Included Draco's Death Certificate."
The mask fell from Harry's face as he slouched in the seat, his emotions flashing across his face.
Snape's expression hardened at the news that his nephew had been the subject of an attack.
"He won't let me protect him at all. He's too proud for that." Harry went on. "But I've asked Dobby to follow him everywhere he goes, to never leave him alone. Also to protect him to the best of his ability and to get me as soon as possible."
Severus noted that Harry's cleverly constructed mask had fallen as the young man explained the situation in such a defeated tone.
"The house elf will not be enough to protect him." Snape carefully considered the matter.
"I know. But he won't let anyone try to help or protect him. That's what pisses me off the most. I can't do a damn thing except be with him twenty- four, seven. But then I also don't want to crowd him, he's too independent and our relationship won't stand with that."
"Then I shall inform some of the other students in Slytherin and some teachers to be on the look out. This is rather worrisome. The defective Death Eater is scheduled to arrive at Hogwarts in two days. It seems to be too much of a coincidence."
"Have you discovered who it is?"
"No. Albus has neglected to tell me, which leads me to believe he doesn't know either." At this Harry snorted. "From whence has this disdain for the headmaster come from, Mr. Potter?"
Harry raised an eyebrow, questioning if he 'really' wanted to know. "He's manipulative." Harry started.
"To me, to anyone. Even to you, and I've seen it in action. He doesn't lie, not strait forward, but rather omits certain details and embellishes certain parts. He had you believe that he had a theory that I might be wandless. Yet when you were unconscious the shock was written plain as day on his face. He'd never had even the slightest hint of a notion that I might be as powerful as to have wandless magic."
Snape considered him for a moment. "I am loathe to admit it, but I believe you. He certainly well fabrics his stories, but sometimes, afterwards when I have time to think, I see the most minor of holes in his stories. It makes me think as to what actually goes on in that mind of his."
Snape's whole demeanour had darkened as he glared at the wall behind Harry.
"What I want to know, is why does he continue to manipulate everyone?" Harry sat up slightly and got more comfortable, crossing one leg over the other.
Snape seemed to contemplate this for a while before looking back to Harry. "There was a time, particularly when Voldemort first appeared, that Dumbledore was in quite a position of power, where he was informed of everything and was still at an age where he could actively bring the Light's plans to completion. Now, he is not so well informed and is getting too old, even by wizarding standards to be of use. However, I believe he does not want anyone to know this. Hence he manipulates people so that they might never realise. Like most Gryffindor's, he has pride and a reputation."
Harry nodded his understanding at this perspective of Albus Dumbledore. Thinking on this, Harry realised that most people's opinion of the Headmaster was that he was old and wise. But the more correct view of him would probably be old and frail. Sure, he had wisdom and knowledge, but whether this could be applied to today's circumstances was yet to be seen.
The two men sat in silence for some time, each lost in their thoughts. But the tinkling of little bells, seeming to come from nowhere, broke their contemplations. Severus looked straight down to his desk to discover the newly arrived rolled note parchment. Harry looked straight to Sev before catching sight of the note. He watched the Potions Master as he read, the only sign of interest he showed, however, was the rise of a single eyebrow as he continued to read.
Harry waited patiently as he watched Snape finish reading, screw the parchment up and toss it in a bin.
"It would seem the Death Eater defector has arrived earlier than planned. He didn't mention who it was however." Snape snorted as he stood. "The Headmaster has requested my presence."
Harry nodded again as he stood also and made his way to the door. The two journeyed through the dungeons until they parted ways.
"Potter. I don't trust this Death Eater. Protect him. At all costs." Although the Potions Masters face was an emotionless façade, Harry fancied himself that he caught the briefest flashes of worry pass through the man's eyes.
"With my life." Harry said solemnly. "Evening Professor."
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"Harrrreeeey!! I'm hungry!" Draco whined, most unbecomingly of a Malfoy.
"Then conjure something to eat." Harry refused Draco to leave the room after dark.
"No. I don't want it tasting like pillow feathers. Come on please. Come with me, Mr. I've-Got-A-Hero-Complex."
"Alright!" Harry finally caved in after three quarters of an hour of whining.
As Draco strolled down the dungeon corridors like he owned the place, Harry tensely walked beside him, looking down every corridor and closely examining all alcoves whilst listening out for the barest of sounds that may be construed as danger approaching. He was downright paranoid with the discovery that the Death Eater was most probably already within the castle.
They made it to the kitchens with no trouble at all, and were immediately surrounded by the elves as soon as they set foot into the room.
Draco smirked happily as he managed to snag one house elf and order it to bring him a sandwich. Seeing as the needs of the two occupants were satisfied, most of the house elves went back to their various activities.
"Where's Dobby?" Draco asked one of the house elves as it passed, and Harry's eyes widened in sudden apprehension.
"He be currently assigned to another task, Master. Pip doesn't know where he is at the moment." The house elf called Pip quickly continued on as its gaze flickered to Harry for the barest of milliseconds before it took off again.
Harry breathed a deep sigh of relief as the elf lied on his behalf. Draco didn't seem to notice what was taking place as the original elf brought a plate filled with sandwiches and settled it before the two Slytherins. Draco immediately hoed in as he took a huge bite out of the first slice in his hand.
Harry slowly ate a half a sandwich whilst Draco steadily devoured half the plate. Harry had to shake his head. "How can you eat so much?"
Draco shrugged. "Just hungry. Especially after last night." Draco smirked evilly as he leaned across the table and caught Harry's lips. "Need to eat something if you want me doing any better tonight."
Harry blushed a little at that but nodded, a small smile coming across his features. They finished off with a glass of milk each before thanking the house elves and departing back to Harry's room.
They soon became distracted in the corridor as Draco seemed to be in the mood; the blond Slytherin swiftly turning and pinning Harry to the wall. Harry put up little to no resistance as he felt Draco's fervour and swiftly returned it. Draco growled low in his chest when Harry brought his hips to forcefully grind against his own.
Both boys knew this was certainly not something to take place in the corridors and hence started stumbling down the corridors, lips and hips still locked as they came across a t-junction upon which Harry had Draco up against the wall for a good few minutes before Draco gathered the energy to get them moving again.
When they came to the next t-junction, it was Harry this time pressed against the wall with Draco grinding against him. He'd managed to get his hands down Draco's pants and was now massaging the blonde's delectable arse. But all movement soon ceased on the part of the raven haired when Draco pulled his hips away long enough to get his hand down the front of Harry pants. Harry let his head hit the wall behind him as he gave a long moan whilst Draco's hand moved all the faster as he panted with Harry, depositing random kisses over his neck.
"My Dear Son! It has been too long, Draco."