Harry spent his spare time talking to Severus in the potions room. Severus didn't have a class that period, so Harry went to visit, since he was dismissed from class anyway.

"So, she said she wants to train you privately?"

"Yup!" said Harry, playing with the snitch Draco had given him for his birthday that just passed.

"And she asked you to call her Audrey from now on?"

"Yup!"

"I remember her. Audrey Fentson. We went to school together here at Hogwarts. I don't recall her ever having gotten married; she always had very high expectations, though. No one ever knew why, she kept telling everyone that there was someone out there that would be perfect for her. She broke many hearts, back in her time."

Harry eyed his professor suspiciously, "Did she break your heart?"

Severus gave a little chuckle. "Oh, no. I only fancied your mother, Harry; I was never interested in anyone else."

"How much did you fancy my mother?"

"A lot, although I never showed it. Well, I tried in our sixth year, but it was too late. She had hooked up with your father already. I held a grudge against you for so long, but after I saw how much life you brought to Draco, I could never bring myself to hate you. It took me quite some time to realize that it's not your fault I fell in love with your mother, and didn't make a move until it was too late."

Harry smiled. Severus Snape had told him this story not long after he gave his best wishes for his and Draco's relationship. That was why Snape was so mean to Harry all those years; Harry was another reminder in Snape's life that he was stupid enough to have let Lily slip through his grasp. Snape had vowed to hate Harry forever; he was the embodiment of the love between James Potter and Lily Evans, and Snape couldn't stand it. She had broken his heart, and the only thing he could do, as revenge, was break her son's heart. But in the end, he couldn't do it. He loved Draco too much to let something like his personal mistakes ruin Draco's happiness.

"So, how do you remember so much about her, then?"

"Audrey was quite popular as the girl who never fell for anyone, though there was a time when she liked your father. But those feelings quickly evaporated with the discovery of your father's obsession with Lily. It was quite disgusting, actually." Severus said, smiling broadly at Harry.

Harry couldn't help but laugh at Severus' snide remarks. If they had been said in Harry's fifth year, he probably would have jumped the older man, but he knew better now. What was in the past, stays in the past, and if Severus could understand that, then the Gryffindor's Golden Boy surely could as well.

"Harry, I think you should get going to charms, now. If I see Draco before you do, I'll tell him about the private training with your Defense professor."

"Thanks!" said Harry, rushing out the door.

He was early to arrive in charms, so he took a seat. Not long afterwards, Ron and Hermione filed into the room.

"Harry, mate! Where did you run off to?" Asked Ron

"Oh, Professor Fentson was talking to me about something, then after we were through, she dismissed me." Replied Harry

"Why? Is something wrong, Harry?" asked Hermione, with wide eyes.

"No, nothing's wrong. I'm fine," Harry answered, assuring her.

Charms went by as quickly as it usually did. They mainly just talked through class anyway, because they did a lot of practical work.

The three of them made their way to the Great Hall for lunch.

Right when Harry stepped in, he saw Draco raise an eyebrow at him, and he nodded slightly to affirm that he indeed did have extra lessons with Professor Fentson.

Blaise leaned over, pretending to be talking to Draco in order to take the attention away from Harry for them.

Throughout lunch, Harry noticed that Draco was desperately trying to ask him something. Finally he made an excuse about having to go look for something he had been looking for earlier.

Draco followed Harry out of the hall, glad that he finally was able to ask the questions he was holding in. "Harry, are you really getting private lessons with her?"

"Yes."

"It starts tomorrow, right?"

"Right."

"You know that it's going to take a lot of time out of the little time we have together already, right?"

"Yeah, but I couldn't do anything about it. She said even Dumbledore approved, so what could I say?"

"You could have said no, Harry."

"Why? It's just extra training for me."

"Harry, isn't it a bit weird that she's training you, and not Dumbledore himself, or someone from the Order?"

"No, not really. It's not like Dumbledore hired someone from the Order to take over the Defense class; and remember in fifth year, he made Snape teach me Occlumancey."

"But, I don't know; it just feels a bit weird."

"Why?"

"I don't know," Draco paused for a while, "How did she ask you?"

"Well, she took me out of class into the halls, took me to a corner, and asked me."

"It kind of feels like it was more planned, than asked, really. Why did she bother asking if she went and asked Dumbledore, and got consent for it already and everything?"
Harry shrugged, "Maybe she wanted to be polite about it?"

"Well, couldn't she have asked you after class or something?"

"Draco, all these questions you're asking: I really have no idea how to answer you."

Draco sighed, "You're right, it's just, I don't like it. We already have hardly any time together, and now we're going to have even less time. Severus told me that it wouldn't just be once a week, either. Then you have your Quidditch practices, and I have mine, then there're your DA meetings... We'll never see each other! And with Granger and Weasley around all the time, you'll never get away."

"I know; I guess I'll try to keep the training with her short, or at least cut it down a bit."

"Yes, please try, Harry, or we're going to have to go back to the detention tactic."

"That's not going to work. She said she's going to have a talk with the professors about it."

"But Severus knows. He's not going to let her get away with it; and if he did, it would seem most peculiar."

"Yeah, I can only hope that happens."

"So, do I get to see you tonight?"

"Definitely. It feels like it's going to be our last time together, or something."

Draco hugged Harry. "I wish I could hold you in my arms, and never let you go."

"Me too, Draco; me too."

Later that night, Harry put on his invisibility cloak, and went down to the dungeons. He saw Draco in the potions room with Severus.

Harry slowly snuck into the room, and crept up to Draco's side. He lightly blew into his ear, and he felt the blonde shudder.

"Draco, what's wrong?" asked Severus, who caught the shiver and panicked.

Draco smiled. "Harry's here."

Severus relaxed and rolled his eyes.

Harry took off the cloak, "Way to ruin it, Draco."

"Well, it would have been a bit odd if I was getting some right in front of Severus."

"Please, I'll leave if you want; just don't make me watch," Severus said, bringing up an arm to cover his eyes.

They all started laughing.

Pretty soon, the potions professor left to give the two some time alone, knowing that it might be a long time until they would be able to get together again. He had heard Professor Fentson make her announcement about Harry, and he would not take it.

Memory Flash

"The boy should get punished when he does something wrong," shouted the potions master.

"Severus, calm down. You do realize that you gave him detention three weeks straight, don't you? I think he deserves a break," said Albus

"You cannot keep babying him. He should take responsibility for his actions."

"Yes, I understand. He will have detention as needed, but not as often as he used to. Quidditch practice is starting soon. He's the captain, and we can't have him missing his own practices."

Severus had stormed off at this point. Now what was he going to tell Draco? At least he would be able to catch the boy sometimes.

Memory Flashback End

Before Severus left Draco and Harry to their 'private time,' he made sure to tell Harry to make a signal or something to let the potions master know when Harry was available, so he could give him detention.

Harry couldn't remember when he liked detention, especially when they were from Snape; but these were from Severus.

When he'd left Harry and Draco alone, Draco wasted no time; he practically tore Harry's clothes off as he was kissing him. They weren't afraid of anyone walking in, since Severus was always very careful when they were "at it" maybe not when they had detention, but when they were having their 'private time,' Severus took care of everything.

Draco led his hand trail all over Harry's body. Harry let out a moan, deep in his throat. He could feel Draco's lips curve into a smile against his own lips.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist, slightly tugging at his waistband. Draco allowed him to continue, but not for much longer.

"Damn it, Harry, just get them off, already!"

Harry chuckled at his impatient Slytherin, and unzipped the front of his pants while Draco undid his own.

Quickly, Draco claimed Harry's mouth with his own, along with grasping Harry's member in his hand.

Harry gave another moan, as Draco started to pump with his hand. Harry ran his fingers all over Draco, drawing gentle designs on his back.

Finally, Harry reached climax whilst screaming Draco's name. Draco loved when that happened.

Draco took the cum from Harry's member and rubbed it on his own.

"Uh, Draco, that's not exactly very healthy."

"Since when do you care?"

"You know there are diseases you can get from doing that that, right?"

"We're wizards, Harry."

"Oh yeah! I forgot."

Draco chuckled at his silly lion, who worried too much for his own good, and continued. He propped Harry's legs up on their professor's desk, and slowly entered Harry, at first just letting him get used to the feeling again.

Harry gave another moan, which Draco took as a signal to continue. He thrust in and out of his Gryffindor lover slowly, at first, not wanting to hurt him, then faster and harder as he heard Harry giving the orders. Draco reached climax and he fell bonelessly on top of his love. It had been a very long day, and worrying about Harry took a lot out of Draco. He curled up against Harry's chest, and Harry held him closer.

"I love you, Draco."

"I love you, Harry."

"You know, it might be a while before we get to do that again."

"I know."

"Then..."

"Then what?"

"Then why not make sure there isn't any lost time? We can make up for the lost time, since we have time now."

Draco looked up at his Gryffindor. "You twisted little Gryffindor; that's why I love you so much."

Harry smiled innocently at Draco, and now it was Harry's turn to get his dragon.

"Now, I know you're tired, so just relax."

"Harry, you DO realize that we're having sex, right? How can I relax?"

"I meant to just lay back and enjoy, okay?"

Draco smiled, closed his eyes, and gave a sigh.

Harry lightly stroked Draco's member again, sometimes running over Draco's shaft.

It wasn't long before Harry was able to get Draco hard again, then he took Draco into his mouth, and sucked.

"Harry..."

But he couldn't continue, as Harry flicked his tongue over Draco's member. Draco moaned, encouraging Harry to go faster, holding Draco's hips against the professor's desk. Harry ran his tongue all along Draco's member, and whenever he got to the head he would do a little something with his tongue.

"Harry, I'm cuming."

Harry licked his member once over quickly, to signal that he didn't mind.

Draco grabbed hold of the professor's desk, and as he came, he screamed Harry's name.

The Gryffindor drank in all of Draco, not leaving even one little spare drop.

Harry reached into Professor Snape's drawer, and took out a tube of lubricant. Harry knew it wasn't for his professor; he left it in there for them. Harry coated his member with the lube, and entered Draco slowly and carefully. Just as Draco had done, he made sure Draco was comfortable with everything before he would thrust any differently.

"Faster."

Harry thrust faster.

"Harder."

Harry thrust harder

"Cum."

Harry came.

Harry laid across Draco's chest while Draco played with Harry's hair.

"Harry, you're so obedient when we make love."

"I know."

"Why don't you listen to me at any other time?"

"Because it always involves someone else."

Draco sighed. "But you can always tell her you're too busy."

"But I said yes already, love."

Draco sighed again. "You better not leave me out."

"You know, I could ask if you could join."

"No, that's too risky. She knows of our little rivalry."

"We could ask Severus to make a request."

"They think I'm a Death Eater; they'll never agree to it."

"Maybe I should talk to Professor Fentson, and maybe she'll let you drop by or something."

"Harry, you didn't trust Dumbledore with our relationship; why her?"

Harry sighed. "I guess you're right. We hardly even know her."

Draco let out the light breath he had just taken.

"Then there's nothing we can do?" asked Draco

"For now, anyway. As soon as something comes up, we'll definitely take advantage of the time."

"Okay. Maybe whenever you have training, I can pretend to need something from her; or create a distraction to get you out of there."

"Draco, it's only for another few months; I'm pretty sure things will ease up as time passes - just a few weeks, I'm guessing."

"Okay."

"Come on, lets go. The Professor's desk is very uncomfortable."

"Oh, by the way - Blaise knows."

"Yeah, I guessed that much."

Draco smiled at Harry, and they were heading off to their own common rooms in no time.