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Chapter 3
Dazed by the sudden crash, both just sat on their bums, not moving. They heard a person calling and looked up. They looked up and saw a girl with long auburn hair and dazzling green eyes, come rushing up to them.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked and offered her hand to Harry. He grabbed it and got up. He then helped Draco up, and looked back at the girl.
"Thank you very much, Miss…" Draco said.
The girl smiled and played with her waist length hair.
"Evans, Lily Evans," she said shyly. "It was nothing. I saw a flash of fire and saw you fall."
Harry nodded and smiled at her. His insides were doing flip-flops seeing his 17 year-old mother, but he kept his cool.
"Thank you very much Miss Evans," Harry said. "Do you live in the village? I didn't think school started this early."
She shook her head.
"My parents are muggles and are at my sister's wedding," she said, still playing with her hair. "I wasn't invited; my sister and I don't get along too well. I'm staying at Hogwarts for the last week of summer holiday. You can call me Lily."
Draco and Harry looked at each other and smiled. They thought of something.
"My name is Harrison James and this is my husband Draconis James," Harry said pointing to Draco. "We need to speak to the Headmaster; could you show us where his office is?"
She was shocked for a moment then nodded.
"Follow me," she said. Fawkes, who had stayed quiet through out the whole ordeal, flew to her, and landed on her shoulder. She gasped, and stroked the bird, who chirped happily. "I've never seen a Phoenix before. It is beautiful. That explains the flames, right?"
"You are correct, Lily," Harry said, while Draco shrunk their trunks. "His name is Fawkes and seems to like you quite a lot."
She blushed, and when she saw they were ready, led them to the castle.
They arrived at Dumbledore's hidden office with out a hitch and they said their goodbyes; Fawkes going back to Harry's shoulder.
Harry and Draco looked at the gargoyle and tried to think of what to say.
"Hello, I am Draconis James," Draco said to the gargoyle. "We need to talk to Professor Dumbledore, can we come in?"
"We wanted to ask him about taking a position here," Harry said. "I am Harrison James by the way, his husband."
The gargoyle sprang to life and looked at them.
"I usually need a password, but now that I know that I see no need," the stone said and moved out of the way. "Gryffindor and Slytherin said that if two wedded wizards came to me, I should let them pass. They were like you as well, but it was horrible to be at that time. I will explain more later; Dumbledore will notice I am open soon."
Both wizards were shocked to hear this information, but shook it off, storing it in the back of their minds for later. Harry turned to Fawkes, and stoked his feathers.
"Fawkes, can you go to the Owlery(SP)? They might have some food for you," he said. "I'll get some after dinner, in Hogsmeade, okay?"
The bird chirped in reply, and nuzzled his head, then took off out of a window.
They walked up the stairs, and knocked on the door. They heard someone say 'come in,' so they entered.
Dumbledore sat in his chair behind his desk. He looked up, and had a slightly puzzled look on his face. He got up and walked to him.
"Hello gentlemen. My name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of this school; how may I help you?"
"My name is Harrison James, and this is my husband, Draconis James," Harry said holding his hand out to shake the Headmaster's hand. They shook, and then Draco did the same. "We are professional Counselors, and we would like to have a post as Counselors here at Hogwarts, seeing as it does not have one."
Harry took the letter out of his pocket and gave it to the Headmaster.
"That is a reference," Draco said. "If you could please read it, then we can talk about it."
"Yes, please sit down," Dumbledore said as he opened the letter and sat behind his desk.
The boys sat down and waited as Dumbledore read the letter. Dumbledore set the letter down and surveyed the boys.
"You don't mind if I ask a few questions?" he asked and the two shook their heads. "Why should I have a position such as that?"
"Well with Voldemort on the rise, it is thought that maybe some of the children's family may get caught in the middle," Draco said. "They may want to talk about it, but do not know who. Also, no matter how much we hate to admit it, many children suffer abuse at home or from a class mate. It is good to have a program that helps them with that. Also, many teenagers have trouble with their sexuality. This could be a safe environment where they can talk about their feelings. They may feel embarrassed talking with a teacher they see on a day to say basis, whom have seen them grow up since they were 11, I might add."
Dumbledore nodded, taking in what the blonde said.
"That makes sense," he said. "And you two think you are the right men for the job?"
Draco was about to answer, when Harry put a hand on his knee, telling him he would answer.
"I came from an abusive family, in all aspects," Harry said calmly. "Physically, emotionally, sexually; you say it, it happened. My parents were murdered when I was a baby and I was sent to my aunt and uncle's. They were muggles and they hated magic. I cut for a number of years, and even attempted suicide at my school before I got help, which is a main reason why I want there to be a program. Draco was the one who helped me put it behind me. We know what it is like to be shunned from friends because of our sexuality and such.
"What we want to do is have two classes a week, Tuesday or Thursday maybe, for all years 4-7, that talks about how to help friends, the signs of depression, and generally saying that everybody is the same, whether it be pureblood or muggle-born, straight or gay, everything. But besides classes, our doors will always be open and we will hold appointments for students."
Dumbledore nodded and smiled.
"I think that that is a good proposition, Mr. James," Dumbledore said, smiling. "We can do that. Do you have an idea for a book for the classes?"
Draco nodded, handing the paper Sirius had given him before they left.
"'Psychology for the Wizard Mind by Peter Ferguson,'" Dumbledore read. He smiled again. "We have just enough time to put this on the book list for the students. Now, we have a teacher's quarters not yet being used; if you would please follow me."
Dumbledore led them to a painting on the 4th floor of a woman in a medieval dress, with a sapphire snake around her waist.
"The password is what ever you want it to be," the Headmaster said. "Just tell the portrait. Dinner is at 5:00; I will be working on the book list in my office until then, if you need me." He turned and returned to his office the way he came.
"So what is the password going to be?" the woman said. "I am Miriam, by the way. And my snake's name is Morgan."
Harry kneeled in front of the painting and looked at the snake.
"Hello, Morgan, my name isss Harrissson Jamesss," Harry said in parcel tongue. The snake perked up its head.
"You ssspeak my language," she said. "Will you and that man be resssiding in my quartersss?"
Harry nodded.
"That man, isss my husssband, Draconisss Jamesss," Harry answered. "We will be Counselorsss here, ssso ssstudentsss may be coming here to ssspeak with usss. Isss there a way you could alert usss when we have a visssitor?"
Morgan nodded and slithered up her mistress' body and hissed in her ear. Harry stood up and waited for the woman to answer.
"We can do that," Miriam said. "Now, what about a password?"
Draco looked confused about the conversation Harry had but had an idea.
"How about 'Golden Boy'?" Draco said smirking.
Harry slapped his husband's shoulder playfully, but agreed; no one would understand what it meant. Miriam opened her portrait, and the two stepped inside.
The room was not extravagant, but it was livable. There was a fireplace, in the first room, and two armchairs were on either side of it, facing the door and the fire. There was also a couch off to one side of the room, a desk, and two empty book cases. Off to the right there were two doors. They opened the first to see a clean bathroom, and the second to see a spacious bedroom.
In the room, there was a king size bed with a blue comforter. On the other side of the room was another fireplace, another desk, and two wardrobes.
Draco took the trunks out of his pocket and enlarged them.
Harry turned to Draco and kissed him. He smiled as he put his head on his love's shoulder.
"This is really happening, isn't it?" Harry said softly.
Draco nodded and led Harry to the bed. The blonde sat against the headboard and had Harry's head in his lap.
"Do you think I can handle it, Draco, talking about abused children when I am one?" Harry said looking up at Draco.
Draco sighed and started stroking Harry's hair.
"Harry, that was very brave of you to tell Dumbledore all that you did," Draco said, locking his mercury eyes with emerald ones. "I believe that you can. Earlier you told Weasley, right? That may have been the hardest person to tell, and talk to. I believe you have healed very much since Easter."
Harry nodded, and stayed silent for a few moments. He looked back at Draco, and sat up beside him.
"Thank you, Draco," he said and kissed Draco again. Harry broke apart and looked at his watch. "It is time for dinner. How about after that we go to Hogsmeade and pick up a few things, then come back and plan for classes."
Draco nodded and got up.
"It was funny we saw Lily today," Draco said as they left the bedroom. "She has beautiful emerald eyes like you."
Harry nodded.
"I would like to make friends with my parents or be on friendly terms," Harry said. "Now, Remus said we didn't slip, but I still want to be careful."
Draco nodded and kissed the ebony haired man.
They left there rooms, which resided on the 4th floor, and headed down to the Great Hall.
When they arrived, all of the teachers, plus Lily, looked up at them.
"Oh, yes, pardon me for forgetting; this is our two new faculty members, Harrison James and Draconis James," Dumbledore said, standing up. "They will be Counselors."
All of the teachers nodded their heads in acceptance. The boys walked up to the Faculty table, and grabbed the two chairs at the end of the table, and started to dig in.
"So, are you two brothers?" Professor McGonagall asked, using her Gryffindor courage to brake the silence.
Harry and Draco looked at each other and chuckled.
"No, we are married, Professor…" Draco said as he began to eat his chicken.
McGonagall blushed.
"Oh, that is nice," she said, cheeks a bit crimson. "My name is Minerva McGonagall, but you may call me Minerva when students are not around, Professor James."
Harry flashed her a winning smile.
"Same condition applies with me," he said. "Call me Harry."
"And I Draco," his husband said.
The rest of dinner went smoothly; everybody made introductions and they made small conversations. Lily stayed quiet through out the whole meal then excused herself before everyone else. Minerva watched her leave, and when she was out of sight, turned to Harry who was sitting right next to her.
"Harry, I know it maybe wrong of me to ask of you, but could you and your husband talk to Lily, maybe?" she asked quietly. "She has been a loner for some time now, but she has never kept to herself this much."
Harry nodded.
"Sure, do you know where she goes after dinner?" Harry asked.
"She may be by the lake, on a big rock,"Minervasaid. "She sits there and looks at the water sometimes."
A/N- Here is your next chapter my faithful readers. Spent all day listening to Skid Row and writing it. As you may see, I am one of those people who are comma happy and ; happy! Anyways, school starts tomorrow, so I may not be able to update as fast, but I will do best. Thank you to those who reviewed!
anon. – Me and my friend found it hilarious how you changed opinions so quickly! Anyways, if Harry, Ron, and Hermione had all been friends, then my story wouldn't have worked. Like the attempted suicide part. He wanted to die because he felt he had no friends, love, family, and he could be murderer or be murdered. If they were still friends, then Harry probably would have turned to them instead of death.
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Oh and i want your opinions; do you think James should be cocky and stuff to Harry (homophobe, arrogant) at the start and slowly become friends, or should he out right be friends?