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Chapter 4

Rather unexpectedly, Draco took Remus up on his offer for a place to study but only on occasion. He didn't want anyone to get even more suspicious if he suddenly stopped appearing in the Slytherin Common Room. That and he wasn't sure what his father would say if he knew he'd spent so much time fraternizing with a Werewolf. He shuddered to think.

As he did any time he used the private space, he flopped himself down in one of the armchairs from the sitting area and transfigured himself a work space and began. Normally by the end of it he was tempted by some sort of nourishment. It seemed Remus could always use a bite to eat. After eating or just taking a break, he'd soon find himself engulfed in conversation pertaining to just about anything one might touch upon.

"I think Blaise is just about fed up with me." He declared one evening after partaking in a second pastry. Desserts were an absolute favorite for the man, especially anything with strawberry or even more wonderful lemon filling.

"Why do you say that?" Remus questioned, finishing off his third almost easily. He decided that might just be enough.

"I'm hardly around and one can only receive so many hateful glares."

"Ahh, so you've been neglectful. Well can you blame the poor boy?"

"No, I suppose not. Him and I have just been thrown in so many different directions lately. He can't even begin to understand where I stand now. He tried but it's hard to carry on a conversation when the ear that's listening just can't relate. He's one of the few in our house who didn't have Death Eater parents. He'll probably never have to experience something like that."

Remus could easily understand what the blonde meant. If you were supposed to have a relationship with someone, it'd be nice if you could let them into parts of your life. Not that he couldn't, Draco just felt like he shouldn't.

"Well it is understandable. You don't want to see him suffer the same fate you have to. One can find no fault in that."

"Him and I are just nothing alike sometimes I wonder what brought us together in the first place."

"And being different is a bad thing?"

"Not at all. Quite the contrary. But there is a different kind of different if you understand what I'm saying." Remus wasn't quite sure. "Ok, look at this way. That Muggle saying of opposites attract certainly applies. If you were too much like someone, you wouldn't be able to stand them. Take Potter and I for example."

"You think you and Harry are alike?"

"Well we are, aren't we? Both of us enslaved unrightfully. Him with his scar and me with my birthright. We both signify something large here. Him light, me dark. We've got more in common than I care to admit. And if you ever speak of this to anyone, I'll hex you."

Remus just smiled and laughed and let him continue.

"But when you put too people who are completely opposite together, you'll have a match. They just compliment one another so well it'd be hard not to. Now in Blaise and my case, our similarities just about overrule our differences. So even though we are rather different, there is two much the same about us for it to work. Or does that not make any sense at all?"

Remus smiled. "Well it is a rather far-fetched theory but it might have it's truths. But it doesn't explain the trouble between Sirius and I. If we could've been more different we wouldn't have been friends." He realized what he'd done. He'd made it a point thus far not to bring up Sirius at all, as well as his own sexual preference, even though he knew Draco's was the same.

"Well the two of you may have had more in common than you actually think." He suggested shrugging and pulling his Transfiguration book back into his lap. "I've been thinking of taking lessons with Professor McGonagall over Animagi training. Do you think it's worth it?"

"It could be. Depends on if you plan to use it for good or evil."

"Well when do I do things for the good?" He smirked lightly and flipped through the pages preparing his essay on why being an unregistered Animagus was illegal.

Remus returned easily to the tests propped up in front of him. He kept his eyes pretty diverted for a while but despite what his conscience told him, watching the blonde deep in thought had become something he caught himself doing quite often. His brow would furrow and he'd sometimes unconsciously chew on the end of the quill he used. He'd also learned how easily the blonde was distracted. He himself was guilty of it many a time. He could understand why he chose to do so much of his studying in the quiet confines of his home.

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Draco sat as silently as possible in the library. While Remus had a Staff Meeting that evening, he decided his time would be better spent catching up in the library although almost after entering, he nearly cursed himself at the absurdity of the idea. He smile faintly as he remembered his conversation with Remus on just that.

Even worse than the fact he was surrounded by more students than he cared to be, across the wooden table from him sat Pansy, who was dying to hear what he'd been up to.

"So…"

"So what, Pansy? I haven't the time for this."

"Where have you been lately? Blaise has been rather upset, he's thinks you've been in bed with someone else and I must I'm getting rather skeptical of your fidelity myself." It was quite typical for Pansy to instantly believe sex was involved.

"I've been studying like the rest of you only I have my meetings to attend, if you catch what I'm saying."

"Ahh. You've been that busy with him?" She seemed a little nervous. He knew she had yet to take the mark but as her 17th birthday rapidly approached she knew it would come soon.

"Yes, if you must know. Busy with his deeds and trying to keep myself out of Father's constant watch."

"So you've found a hideout, have you?"

"You could say that. Remus offered his quarters to study in."

"Remus?" She paused momentarily. "Remus Lupin? The Werewolf? Why ever are you doing that?"

"He's not as bad as you might think, Gryffindor and all. In fact, well never mind." He went back to his reading of the Potions text in front of him.

"You've a thing for the Professor? Draco, you can't be serious."

"Pansy, you don't know him nearly as well as I do."

"What's to know? First of all, he's nearly as old your father. Secondly, he's your teacher. And thirdly and perhaps most importantly, he's a Werewolf, Draco! A Werewolf!"

"I'm fully aware of that. He can't help who he is anymore than I can. He listens to me, Pansy. Which is more than I've ever had in my life. Not only that but he isn't just listening because he has to. He's doing it because he wants to. Werewolf or not I've never had anyone in my life like that."

"I just don't think this is a very good idea, Draco. The Ministry will have a field day with this, your father not even mentioned yet."

"Well, my dear friend, that would only be if you breathed of a word of what I told you tonight and I trust you not to do that. I've become much more educated lately and I know you know what I mean."

"Come on, Draco. You think I'd do that. I'm just saying. Something happens between the two of you and word gets out, nothing good will come of it."

"Thanks for you feedback but I didn't say I expected anything to come out of it. He's just a rather good friend."

"If you say so. Just be careful. Be careful." She returned to the book in front of her, mind still buzzing with the news she heard. That could've been the year's juiciest gossip had be not all but threatened her if she mentioned it to anyone. It wasn't like Draco at all. If he wanted something, he went after it. He usually got it too. What was stopping him now?

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As he spoke the spell to allow himself to enter, he was surprised at what he saw. Remus was slumped back into one of his armchairs, sitting near the couch, waiting for him to come it seems. Thankfully for Draco, this meeting had been the best yet and he'd only had to tolerate one bout of the Cruciatus. He wasn't sure what brought him here anyway but after his meetings there was only one place he felt he could go.

He rummaged a bit and pulled out a pair of pajamas he'd left in the room. At the beginning he wasn't sure if he was going to need to have any sort of extra clothing in the room and he'd decided that it might be a good idea to leave some. He was rather glad he had afterwards. He changed quickly and before laying down for the evening, he removed the blanket from the back of his couch and laid it carefully over the sleeping man. He moved slightly in his sleep but gripped onto the blanket thankful for it's warmth. Draco recovered his own blanket and relaxed on the couch, sleep greeting him easily.

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A/N: Trust me, it seems a lot shorter than it is. I threw in tons of dialogue cause I felt that the story could use some. Just a little bit of Pansy, I really planned on having this focus mostly on Draco and Remus and I feel I'm doing a pretty good job so far. As always, I'm dying to know what you think! Just let me know. REVIEW! :-D

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