The Force that is Albus Dumbledore

Hello. This is my first story. Do not own Harry Potter. (I.e. do not sue) See, if I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be writing some insane bit of it, since this is a FANFICTION site. Of course, were I Rowling, I'd probably write a fanfiction about two gay guys, on the insanely expensive and extravagant computer I'd sure own. I bet Rowling only doesn't make Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy gay together because so many of her readers are prudes. It's sad really...

This is a story with sex in it, eventually. If this bothers you, why are you reading the R category of this site?

Chapter 1

The beginning of a bad week

This was not a good day for Severus Snape, resident potions master of Hogwarts. He knew the day would have started off badly as soon as he woke up. He had a hangover from the drinking game he foolishly participated in with Lupin, and he had forgotten that he had a class in 10 minutes. Rushing to the bathroom, he scowled at his pale reflection in the mirror and greasy hair. The shower woke him up slightly, and he cast a drying spell and dressed. Stuffing some toast into his mouth, he ran to deal with his third year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.

"Did you hear about Potter and Malfoy?" whispered one Hufflepuff, Hannah Tsang to her neighbour.

"No what happened?" asked a Ravenclaw, Aidan Fraser.

"They fought in the hall again, Malfoy made some comment about some dog of Potter's!" answered Tsang, obviously pleased at being able to spread the rumour farther. Fraser's eyes widened comically.

"Potter got angry because he insulted his dog?" asked another classmate, Don Kirk. Tsang ignored him.

"Yeah, and then Potter got really angry, so he turned Malfoy's hair red. Malfoy used a dark spell, like the ones You-Know-Who uses!" Severus snorted. As if Malfoy was dumb enough to use dark arts in front of Dumbledore. He was intrigued by this fight though. He had never been overly fond of Draco, he was just friendly since the Dark Lord told him to be, but against Potter he always wanted a Slytherin to win.

"And then," Tsang continued, "Potter petrified him when Sprout stopped them." The others looked proud.

"Did they lose points?" asked Kirk.

"Yeah, Malfoy lost 20 points and Potter lost 10. Sprout said Dark Magic was never to be used.

"At least it wasn't our houses, hey Donny, we've got Charms next, and do you think we can..." Severus stopped listening. How dare that plant addicted woman remove points from his house, he ought to remove points from hers.

"Tsang, Kirk and Fraser, 20 points each lost for gossiping when you should be working. The two Hufflepuffs blushed while Fraser glared at him. Severus pondered the fight. It was normal for them to fight, but insulting Black was crossing the line. With his demise so recent, it was tactless for his Slytherins to be like that. After all, would Malfoy like it if Potter insulted his father? He sighed; it was useless worrying about the two most troublesome students.

His troubles weren't over. Last period he had the 5th year Gryffindors and Slytherins. Once again, Potter and Malfoy were the topic of the day. When most of the potions were finished, four students began talking about the two again. Weasley girl, Colin Creevey, Nancy Wilson and Dale Zabini.

"He's dreamy," said Weasley, earning a pathetic expression from Creevey. Wilson glared.

"True Potter's hot, but Draco's just as hot, if not hotter," she said. Zabini frowned at his girlfriend.

"Yeah, but Harry's got such nice eyes, but Malfoy does have nice hair,"

"Hey imagine if they mixed to make a guy with Potter's eyes and Draco's hair!" exclaimed Wilson as if this were genius. It was widely known that the Wilsons weren't supporters of the Dark Lord, but fawning over Potter's eyes was a leap. Severus scowled. Even if Potter and Malfoy were physically attractive, he knew he'd never drool over the two boys, or compare them like that. He wanted to remove points from the idiots, but they weren't doing anything wrong. He'd talk to Albus about this after dinner, they were having a meeting.

It was 8 pm, and Severus was climbing the stairs to Albus' office, wondering what Albus had wanted to speak to him for. He knocked on the old wooden door. Albus beckoned him and he entered, only to see Potter and Malfoy seated in front of Albus. In the face of two boys who had been fighting, Albus was much too twinkley for Severus' liking. He had something planned, and it seemed as though Potter and Malfoy had already reached that conclusion.

"Good evening Severus, Sherbet Lemon?" asked Albus.

"No thank you," replied Severus, glaring at the boys who were staring at the candies in their palms as if they were insane.

"I'm sure you're wondering why you're all here?" questioned Albus. Receiving three nods in response he continued. "As you know, none of you really get along well, so I've decided to change that!" he said, beaming.

"Sir could you elaborate?" asked Potter.

"Impressive vocabulary," sneered Severus. Potter glared.

"Now Severus, please. Yes Harry I will. You three will be placed in isolation until you work out your differences. I have a perfect room for you!" explained Albus, still twinkling like a mad man. All three stared at him as though he were mad.

"Sir you can't do this!" exclaimed Malfoy.

"This is also for your safety, Draco. You are all being protected from Voldemort," he said, ignoring Malfoy and Severus' winces, "since your father has no doubt told Voldemort of your...unorthodoxy, you need to be kept somewhere safe until it blows over. Severus has already been caught spying, and Harry's problem is obvious." Malfoy frowned, but remained silent.

"Ron and Hermione have been told right?" asked Potter. Albus nodded.

"Well when are we being placed in this atrocious room?" Severus asked, deciding not to argue knowing it would bring nothing.

"Why right now, once you pack."

"Pack? How long will we be there?" asked Potter frightened.

"As long as it takes for you to be able to work together." They all sighed, giving in, and went to get their stuff. Malfoy and Severus walked down to the dungeons.

"Mr. Malfoy..." began Severus, "what does the headmaster mean by your unorthodoxy?" Malfoy blushed. Severus raised an eyebrow.

"You wouldn't prefer men, would you?" he asked. Malfoy blushed deeper and nodded.

"Don't tell Potter!" he commanded fiercely. Severus rolled his eyes.

"Mr. Malfoy, I may not be fond of you, but I'm not cruel enough to tell Potter that," he said as they separated. What to pack? He put his sleeping robes, some underwear, socks, potions book, and normal robes in his small trunk. He left his sleep quarters and went back to the headmaster's office, running into Potter along the way. The walked in a tense silence before Potter broke it.

"Where's Malfoy?"

"Knowing his dressing tendencies, he may be gone a while," replied Potter. Sure enough, it was 9:30 by the time Malfoy arrived, panting with his insanely large trunk. Potter rolled his eyes. Severus sighed and cast charms on each of their trunks so they'd follow them. Albus lead them up a few sets of stairs until they were in another tower. Albus mumbled "Friendship" to the portrait of a snake and a lion in a flowered meadow. Severus scowled, Malfoy looked disgusted and Potters eyes shone with amusement much like Albus'.

"Well, here it is boys!" exclaimed Albus, grinning. Severus was shocked.

"This is it?"

To be continued

Actually, I've written chapter two, but unless I get 10 reviews, even if they're by the same person...