Chapter 9- Harry Houdini the bloody idiot!

"Harry? Harry? Yoo hoo? Wakey Wakey egg and bakey!"

"Egg and Bacon? I cant smell bacon, you lie you evil blonde haired loony"

"I will let that comment slide as you are delicate, next time though don't get so cocky"

"Delicate? DELICATE? Im insulted"

"Well, you were knocked out by a small plank of wood, I call that delicate. But if you like I shall have a code name for it: "As tough as nails""

"Better. Now where's my bacon?"

Harry had gone from unconscious to completely out of it. He was most likely asleep but Draco didn't like to take any chances and decided to wake him up, afterall, if he slept too long he'd forget what happened and he didn't want to have to try and kiss him again. He wasn't supposed to do ALL the work, it was up to Harry now.

"I don't cook Potter"

Harry snorted "I can just imagine you in a pink frilly Pinny!"

"You just imagine 'coz its never going to happen. I know you have a kinky mind in that skull of yours, what's left of it anyway"

Harry just closed his eyes and smiled

"And don't use the word pinny, it makes you sounds like a girl"

"I am a girl"

"I'll forget you ever said that, just because I'm so kind. You know in normal circumstances I would have recorded that and made sure everyone heard it."

"They would all have been imagining you in a pinny too"

"I would have edited THAT small section"

Harry still had his eyes closed and was smiling contently. Draco was leaning over him, checking he was still alive and well. His guess was "pretty much, but may be losing a few brain cells per minute"

He had the same urge to kiss him, as he had had in the cupboard but he couldn't take advantage. He wouldn't. And it was Harry's turn anyway.

He decided to try and help him out a little though, he couldn't wait forever!

"Do you remember what happened?" Draco asked, feigning curiosity

"A little" Harry sighed opening his eyes to look at Draco who had leaned closer and was smiling slightly. Harry grabbed his collar and Draco's smile grew as he thought his luck was in but Harry only pulled him to the side and forced him to lay beside him so he could see him better.

"I remember we were hiding"

"You realize there really was no need for that" Draco said raising an eyebrow in mock agitation

"You enjoyed it, don't complain" Harry grinned. Draco held his breath hoping he meant what he thought he meant, but Harry just carried on. Obviously he didn't remember.

"I remember I fell over"

"Yeah, scared the sodding life out of me yelling like that" Draco rolled his eyes and then focused them back on Harry

Harry paused and frowned for a minute. His eyes seemed to flicker in emotion for a moment but Draco thought he had imagined it for as soon as he saw it, it had gone and Harry's green eyes were once again bright and clear.

"I...I don't...remember much else" he said, seeming to admit defeat.

"To hell with not remembering then! I'll make him remember!" Draco thought

"There was one thing you missed"

"There was?"

They were now lying face to face, on their sides, on one of their beds in their private dorm. Both pillowing their heads with their hands, both their legs curled under their other one, and both staring intently at the other. One waiting for an answer, one waiting for a response. When neither came, Draco took action and lowered his head to hastily catch Harry's lips in a short but passionate kiss. He pulled away when Harry didn't respond to the kiss and looked at him. Neither said anything for nearly half a minute, both trying to suss out what was happening.

Draco decided to try again, and this time he rolled himself so he had an arm either side of Harry, supporting his own weight as he leant down once more. He took it as a good sign when Harry didn't turn away, and he took it as an even better sign when Harry began to kiss him back the moment their lips touched.

Harry's arms moved round Draco's neck and was pulling him in closer to deepen the kiss, and Draco was happy to oblige. In the meantime Draco has rested his weight gently on top of Harry and was running his now free hands through his dark, ruffled hair.

Sometime during all of this, Draco had managed to slip his tongue in to meet Harry's and was now running it along his bottom lip, tasting Harry and loving it.

Harry's fingertips were tracing a soft line from Draco's hair line down his neck, onto his spine beneath his shirt and back up again, making him shiver every time he ran his fingers over one particular point on his back. Harry's other hand was around Draco's waist and was doing the same on the lower part of his spine, dipping into the top if his jeans every now and then. Harry was leaning up into the kiss when Draco tried to arch into Harry's soft touch on his skin, and roughly pulled him back down to be able to drown in the wonderful feeling when Draco tickled the top of Harry's mouth with his tongue.

The mid point on Draco's spine appeared to be his most sensitive spot as when Harry's fingers made their way slowly up, caressing the skin beneath his shirt, Draco couldn't help but groan.

Harry's eyes snapped open then, seeming to realize where he was and what he was doing. He abruptly shoved Draco off him and dived off the bed into a standing position, ruffling his hair with his hand as if trying to get the feel of Draco's hands out of it.

Draco just stared at him from the bed, asking a silent question with his eyes but Harry was refusing to look at him.

"What's wrong?" that question seemed so pointless to Draco now, but he asked it anyway, hoping it was something stupid like "I nearly burped and didn't want to put you off"

Harry stood there, dumb struck for a few minutes, staring at the floor, hands shoved deep into his pockets to stop himself from touching his hair.

"I- I- don't know. Im not sure if-"

Draco frowned and had a feeling he knew what was coming.

"No, not now. Not when I'm FINALLY coming to terms with this" he thought, determined not to let Harry walk away without telling him why.

Draco got off the bed and stood in front of the raven haired boy he had been on top of only a few minutes previous. Harry's eyes were still trained to the carpet and so Draco ran a hand down the side of his face, finishing at his chin, cupping it and lifting Harry's gaze to meet his own.

"If what?"

Harry's eyes blazed a brilliant shade of green and Draco noticed that they were a different shade than before. They seemed more vibrant, full of emotion and feeling, swimming with anticipation and lust but burning with anxiety and confusion. The colour appeared to dull however when Harry blinked and then Draco realized that Harry had begun to speak.

"This is just- I don't know. Really sudden. Im not even sure if I'm- well...you know" Harry shrugged and let his head fall back to face the floor

"It just seems wrong that we're here together, in warmth and safety when the twins are out there alone and terrified. I feel like I should be DOING something for them Draco. Not sitting here snogging your brains out, even if it is what I want. It just seems so selfish"

"I understand how you feel Harry, but you know as well as I do there is nothing that either of us can do right now. We just have to sit it out, and I know I'd rather sit it out and wait WITH you rather than without" Draco replied softly, enveloping Harry in a light hug. Harry rested his head on Draco's shoulder and sighed into the fabric of his shirt, taking in his familiar scent, one arm wrapped lazily around his waist.

"It isn't just that Draco" Harry whispered "I love having you as a friend and I cant and WONT lose that. If it doesn't work out I'll lose it, and I'd rather have you forever as a friend than nothing at all" and with that he pushed away from the grip holding him against the warmth of Draco's body and slipped out of the dorm door, heading for Gryffindor tower.

He couldn't sleep there tonight, things needed to settle, and he needed to think without Draco being around him.

Draco could only watch Harry leave, he didn't know what else he could say or do. He couldn't argue with Harry when he had said something so sweet, he didn't want to dispute the fact he wanted to keep Draco beside him even if it was only as friends. He just had no idea how to convince him that it WOULD work if they wanted it to, and so instead he fell back onto the bed when Harry had disappeared through the door and squashed his face into his pillow in frustration.

"God he can kiss, how the hell does he do that?"

He HAD to have Harry, there were no two ways about it. He wouldn't be able to live if Harry wasn't there for him and being with him in a greater sense of the word would ensure he would never leave him. Obviously Harry felt differently.

"What can I do? I need him to be able to trust me" he thought turning over onto his back and staring a the ceiling. "I need to show him that Im trustWORTHY, and I need to show him exactly how I feel"

Draco fell to sleep with a clear idea in his head of what he needed to do and how he was going to do it.

"What the hell was I thinking? I've wanted that for...for...so long...and when I get it what do I do?"

Harry was pacing his old dorm room mumbling to himself in incoherent tones while the rest of the tenants could only watch and hope that he'd stop before he wore a hole in the floor.

"I was there, with him! I was getting what I have dreamed about for months and I go and push him off me! Oh Merlin he must HATE me!"

Harry was now walking in circles and rubbing his head furiously, either trying to rub out the memory or trying to knot his hair so badly there would be no chance of untangling it the next day.

"Harry, listen" Ron had come up behind his friend and was tiredly looking at him through bleary eyes "Its nearly one in the morning, why don't you go-"

"NO RON!"

A muffled "Shut the hell UP!" was heard from underneath one of the blankets on Seamus' bed but the rest had given up a long time ago and had nominated Ron to get his best friend to either shut up and go to bed or go back to his own dorm and keep Draco awake.

"I cant...I uh- Draco was asleep and he gets angry if I barge in while he's still sleeping" Harry said, shiftily looking at his old bed which now lay unslept in "I'll...I'll just stay here"

"OK, but if you're going to can you PLEASE go to bed Harry, we're trying to sleep!" Ron pleaded, hoping Harry didn't start yelling again.

"Yeah ok Ron, Sorry Ron, Goodnight Ron" Harry mumbled as he crawled into bed with his clothes on and covered his head with the sheets.

"Im just going to have to avoid him. I cant look at him. Ugh sooo embarrassing. What the HELL was all that CRAP I spouted about losing him? Jesus, how gay did I sound- wait...I am gay. Aren't I? Oh fuck it of course I am! Shit shit shit, I need a shower...."

His thoughts carried on like that for the next few hours until exhaustion took over and he fell into a restless sleep.

While Harry and Draco were contending with their own private battle, there was more to deal with around Hogwarts. Rumours grew and now it was going around Hogwarts that there were Voldemort's followers roaming the school and they were just waiting for the right time to strike. Their disappearance made suspicion shoot to an all time high and people assumed they had been found out and got rid of before they could do any damage. Of course Blaise had taken credit for this but he had no idea what they were talking about, he no longer remembered the display in the great Hall and he knew no more than anyone else. That still didn't stop him passing his own opinion.

The Slytherins were the worst of the bunch, being the loudest and most outspoken, and Harry knew it was mainly them passing the worst of the rumours.

They knew something was up and they weren't going to let it go, no way, not for a million galleons. Especially since Draco's sudden disappearance from their dorm.

Blaise was caught a number of times trying to scare first and second years into believing that they were going to be taken from Hogwarts any day now and that Dumbledore was going to let it happen. Even that he was in on it all and he was going to leave everyone.

Harry and Draco still tried to keep rumours down to a minimum but it was impossible to stamp them out all together, even with Hermione and Ron's help.

They tried their best anyway, even if Harry was decidedly ignoring Draco and running away whenever he saw him. It was making it increasingly difficult for Draco to put his "get Harry" plan into action. Maybe that was a good thing though...because it wasn't very good.

Meanwhile, the Order were having no luck in finding the Muggles. They had started off by scouring the entire forbidden forest twice, asking all manner of creatures along the way...well...the least dangerous ones anyway. None of them had seen Alex or Willow and so they moved onto outside of the Hogwarts grounds after a week.

They looked in all nearby villages, explaining to residents the importance of finding them so that if anyone were hiding them they would give them up. No luck however.

The next check point was Hogsmeade, and then Hogsmeade station, making sure no one had seen them boarding a train recently. No sign of them. So they began checking along the track, hoping the Muggles had sense enough to follow the tracks, in hope of getting somewhere.

It had now been nearly a month and there had been so sign of them anywhere. If they were around, or had been around, they certainly covered their tracks well.

The Death Eaters sent out to look for them were having just as much, if not less luck then the Order. They had made slow progress and decided that looking alone was getting them no where. Instead, they decided to follow tip-offs from the Spy inside Hogwarts and decided that the only way they were ever going to get the Muggles was to let the Order find them first.

The Order were stupidly sending Owls backwards and forwards to Hogwarts, telling them of their progress and they either intercepted the owl, read it and sent it back on its way, or let the spy read and discover what was happening and tell them where to head next.

The owls were however, lacking of important information thanks to the side of the lights suspiciousness and so it was always a gamble for the Death Eaters. They stayed a good few days behind them though, so they were never found.

The more progress the Order made, the closer the Dark side came to beating them to it.

Alex and Willow had no intention of being found anytime soon though. They left with that intention and they had not regretted it so far. They had little food, shelter and warmth but at least they weren't hindering Harry and Draco anymore.

Alex was sure they would find their way home eventually. They had to. That's the one place they had never wanted to see more, even if their home life wasn't all that great. Their father was French and came from a totally French family. He was an obnoxious git too, and both Alex and Willow wondered why the hell their mother had married him in the first place. But then their mother never really seemed to act like a mother should. She acted like she hadn't carried two children for nine months and acted more like they were a burden than a blessing.

Still, they missed their home, as unorthodox as it was. At least it was warm and had food.

Another thing they missed was sleeping in a warm bed. Sleeping rough every night was wearing them out and they were already struggling against malnutrition as well as weakness, lack of sleep was just another thing to add to the pile of growing problems.

When they did get to sleep at night, they had nightmares, but not ordinary nightmares.

They were as if they were really there, living the dream. They saw images of a woman being killed, and buried, the most disturbing thing being the man doing the killing was their own father.

It was dark in the dream, cold, lonely. Exactly like the atmosphere at night sometimes after waking from one of the reoccurring dreams they BOTH were having.

All they could do was watch as they saw this woman they felt so strongly for die at the hand of their father, painfully slowly, as she screamed their names and cried out for their safety.

Neither of the twins understood the dream, and had lasted night after night of it. They would just have to last a little longer if they wanted to get home.

Just a little longer.

Blimey was that a short one? WOO party 2morro!!!! Hahaha and i've been SO busy these past few weeks with college, and driving and so on so i havent got very far with the next chapters. Im still ahead tho!

OK, glad you liked the Meat Vision. I have to say it was pretty random when i wrote it, i remembered it and added it in. Voila! And yes the very first line is from Kill Bill Volume 2. Classy film dont you think?

OK this must be short, im being pestered by Slytherin Snakes to get writing. Wasnt it cute he devoted a story to me? Well, since this was MY first slash fic i devote this entire fic to her since she keeps telling me she loves it and she has helped me when i really really needed it!

OK next chapter: Draco is STILL planning his way of getting Harry so he goes snooping in Alex and Willows room for "romantic stuff" with disasterous effects. And that all leads on to the rest of the events in the chapter which i REFUSE to disclose.

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