Light flooded through the tall windows of the Devono mansion, including the ones in Azi's room. Once again Azi and Harry had spent the night together. Over the past month they had gotten even closer, although they knew that they would be separated.

Azi pushed Harry's head further into his chest, rubbing Harry's neck at the same time. Harry moaned at the sensation and held Azi closer. The door opened slowly and a sigh echoed.

"Come on, boys. It's time to get up. It's already noon." Veronica said. Azi just scowled at her. He was still pretty mad at her for bring Draco over, but how was she supposed to know those two mixed like oil and water. She had invited Lucius to lunch and he had brought Draco along. Narcissa had come down with an unexpected cold. Let's just say she was glad that Harry was there to play peace keeper, although that's who they were fighting about. Azi didn't like the way that Draco was "looking at Harry". All in all the day had ended with black-eyed Draco and a split-lip Azi, glaring daggers at one another while Harry stood nervously in the middle of them.

"I might think about getting up if you tell me what's for lunch." Azi said, trying to go back to sleep. Harry laughed tiredly into Azi, his eyes were closed and he was on the brink of slumber.

"Tacos." Smiled Veronica.

Azi slowly sat up. He looked at his mom and then to Harry. He laid back down and wrapped his arms back around Harry, who was now peacefully asleep.

"We'll eat later, ok, mom?" She sighed again.

"Alright, but I'll be back in an hour. Harry still has to pack." She left after she had finished and Azi closed his eyes too and went back to sleep.

Veronica stayed true to her promise because one hour later a pair of twenty- year-old blonde girls snuck in with two buckets of ice water. They muffled their laughter as each moved to either sides of the bed. They looked at each other, nodded and threw all the water on Azi. Azi shot up with a yell and Harry whimpered and rolled over as the scream and small drops of water pulled him from his slumber.

"What the heck!!" Azi yelled. (AN: No curseing for Azi. )

"Hey," Leila sais to her twin. "I was supposed to get Azi; you were supposed to get Harry."

"Well, I would have felt really bad." Alexia said sheepishly.

"Oh," Azi yelled "and you don't feel bad about throwing water on me!"

Alexia looked at him like he was stupid. "No."

Harry had finally woken up all the way because of the yelling. He yawned wide and looked at Azi. He stopped in mid stretch and smiled. "Geez Azi, you wet the bed again?"

Azi frowned for a moment, but then smiled evilly. He nodded then jumped on Harry, soaking him too. Harry yelled and laughed as he tried to run away. Alexia and Leila grabbed hold of Harry's arms and pulled him away from Azi and ran into the dinning hall with him. Azi continued to lie on the wet bed, frowning. He got up and walked into the dinning hall sadly, but smiled widely as Harry smiled at him. He sat down next to Harry and Harry grabbed his hand. So there they sat, one wet and one dry, in the dinning hall, holding hands, and knowing this was their last full day together for another four and a half months.

IXI IXI IXI

The next morning had come too soon, and the Devono family plus Crowley were stuffed into the Bentley on their way to King's Cross. The whole car was silent except for Aziraphale and Crowley. They were talking in hushed voices about the next mission or something. None of the Devono kids knew what their dad and uncle did for a living, none had asked.

They reached the train station and all piled out and headed for the platform between nine and ten. When they got there the platform was packed. There were teens, kids and adults, cat, owls, and even the occasional toad. Harry looked at his owl, Sky. She was snowy white with black wing tips and beautiful amber eyes. Veronica had gotten her for him for a leaving present.

Harry gave his family a hug, with the exception of Crowley, who settled with a high five. Azi promised he'd see him soon and would write as often as possible. They stood talking for a while longer because Veronica was waiting for Lucius. Azi and Harry noticed a big red haired family over to the side. What looked like to be the oldest son was eyeing Alexia and Leila. He had long orange hair, and earring, and leather boots. Crowley looked over at him and muttered something that sounded oddly like "pansy". Alexia and Leila looked over at him as he raised his eye brows at them. Leila winked back and Alexia flicked him off.

Not ten minutes later, Harry found himself in a compartment with Draco. Harry was leaning at the window and waving to his family before the train sped around the corner.

Draco and him talked happily, making comments about what they would do if they were in this house, until they were interrupted by a knock on the door. When it opened it reviled a boy about their age with brown hair and brown eyes with green specks in them.

"Hi Draco." The boy said.

"Oh, hi Blaise!" Draco said standing up and leading the boy to a seat next to him. "Blaise, this is Harry Potter, Harry, this is Blaise Zabini."

"Hello," Harry said holding out his hand to shake Blaise's.

"Nice to meet you." Said Blaise, flabbergasted. Blaise shook Harry's hand and stared at his forehead. Draco elbowed him in the side. Blaise blushed as he realized he was staring.

"Sorry." He muttered.

They spent the rest of the trip talking and eat the snacks they had gotten off the nice lady's cart. When the train stopped they were ushered off and into little boat by the biggest man Harry had ever seen but he had seemed nice enough. Blaise, Draco and he had gotten into a boat together along with a dark haired boy with blue eye who introduced himself as Terry Boot. The group of four stayed together until Professor McGonagall told them to stand in line to be sorted.

Terry was the first of them to go and he made Ravenclaw. The next one of them to go was Harry and he was shaking in front of Draco.

"It's ok Harry, there's nothing to be afraid of." Draco tried to calm him.

"Potter, Harry" McGonagall called.

"Harry Potter? As in THE Harry Potter?"

"Isn't he dead?"

"Can you see him?"

Whispers followed Harry around as he walk toward the sorting hat. When he put it on a little voice appeared in his head.

'Ahh, Mr. Potter, amonge the living now are we. Now where to put you. You are very loyal and brave yes, and lots of talent, both physical and mental. You're also very cunning and have a dark past. Hum, where to put you. Well, I guess you're the best for...'

"SLYTHERIN!" The hat yelled and the table to the far left erupted in cheers. Harry walked as fast as he could to the table and sat next to two large boys that were in his year. When Harry looked around he saw that everyone face besides the Slytherins table and some first years were looking at him in either surprise, shock, discuss, or anger. But the strangest of all was the old man at the head table who had a look of slight disappointment, a greasy haired man who looked at him with pride and another black haired who looked at him with sadness and happiness at the same time.

Draco and Blaise soon joined him at the table. When they had finished dinner a Slytherin perfect told them to stay in the common room because the head of their house had to make a speech to everyone. Not a minute later the greasy haired man came into the room sneering.

There's the next chapter, Your welcome. Thanks for reviewing everyone and I'm going to do what Yuki Kurai tells me to because she/he/it is nice. No Ron yet but do you think he should be nice or mean to Harry?

C' ya
A.J.