I haven't checked through this as I am tired and need some sleeps! This chapter is slightly void of explanation, but I like it! All shall be revealed soon…
Thank you to Sophie, who reads this story with passion and keeps me going, and too all who have reviewed, I love ya!
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Breakfast the next day came and went quickly, and all four boys were changed and ready for their first bout of training.
The mortal combat training took place in a hall, specially placed by Dumbledore, which connected to the Quidditch changing rooms. A convenience seeing as technically the combat training was a form of physical exercise.
The room in which they trained was fairly large, and resembled a typical school gym. Wood floors that were heavily lacquered and basketball hoops at either side, which confused Harry the first time he had entered, but Kakashi had shown him the meaning: A good way to wind down after training is to let your mind build up with fun!
And so, as the boys walked into the hall and waited for Kakashi, Draco had snuck up behind Harry, pulling him by the waist into him, to which Harry had pulled away scowling, "Not here Dray!" He snapped, resulting in the blonde boy cowering with a blush spreading on his cheeks.
"He will most likely be late!" Sasuke called across the hall.
"He usually is." Harry mumbled.
"Well…what to do until then?" Draco asked, his hands shoved into his three quarter lengths. Draco also worse a sleeveless top, his thin bony arms poking through like nails through wood.
"Meditate you baka! Honestly did you do any research on the art of combat?" Naruto mocked.
"Well seeing as I only found out about this yesterday…no!" Draco's slight anger towards Harry had now multiplied and he could be steaming, "Harry show me how!"
"The art of meditation is to disconnect your mind from reality, to conserve energy and feel at peace. What we do here is to collect chakra, to obtain enough to fight with ease and flight."
"Chakra?" Draco questioned.
"Chakra is mental energy, it is used to control fighting and to perform special techniques. It gives a person the boost needed to perform and to act out what there technique is.
You can find your main point of chakra behind your solar plexus, start imagining your building up a form of blue light at that point."
"Solar plexus?" Draco asked confused.
"Here." Harry placed his fingers over Draco's solar point, which triggered a tingle within Draco.
Harry knelt down, his bum about three inches from his heels, his leg muscles strained and tense, he placed his hands on his knees and closed his eyes, his breathing controlled, his chest rising and lowering in a rhythmic pattern.
Draco did the same, and followed Harry's request to focus on the blue light. As soon as he had acquired the position he felt something stir inside of him, moving, and he felt a glow of pale blue light charge towards his solar plexus.
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The four boys had no idea of how long they had been meditating, when Kakashi strolled in.
He pulled them slowly out of there meditation and eased there minds out of abyss. For Draco this was unnerving, seeing as he had never meditated in his whole life, however the other three boys seemed to do it without care, which made Draco feel slightly out of place.
"Today we are teaching Draco some of the basics: Stamina conversion, Magic conversion and chakra control." Kakashi spoke, his nose still in the book.
"Oh man…" Harry whined, "I thought we had got over that!"
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"In your mind, you must see that you have what looks like an orb of blue light yes?" Draco nodded to Kakashi, "And within that blue light you see a gap?" Draco nodded again, "Well push that light through the gap and watch it fill up half of another orb." Draco did so.
In his mind he saw the orb with a gap, and pushed really hard for it to leak into the empty orb, however nothing happened and he was starting to get a headache.
"Mr. Malfoy I assure you that this is the easiest task to perform, it's all in the mind. If you have something bothering you or whatever please tell me, but don't waste my time!" Kakashi scolded, and to that Draco leapt up and walked towards the exit.
"I say I am bloody trying and that means I am trying!" He walked through the doors, "So fuck off!"
Harry looked at Kakashi, "Sensei…" He pointed towards the door, "I should…"
"Go, were finished today!" And Kakashi picked up his book, yet again involved in reading.
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"You really are a drama queen!" Harry shouted to Draco as he stormed towards the castle, "Would you please come back here?"
Draco turned around and raised his arms in the air, his feathers thoroughly ruffled, and huffed whilst shaking his head, before preceding to walk swiftly once again towards the castle.
"Draco!" Harry commanded, and he ran towards the blonde, "Do you fucking want to win this war or-" However Harry was cut of when he tripped over a patch of rocky grass that had appeared out of nowhere, "Ow… I think I've hit my head!" Harry yelled, trying to will Draco towards him, an action that did not take place.
Harry laid on the grass for a few minutes, his eyes staring at the sky, marking out different shapes in the clouds, unaware of a cut that was leaking blood down the side of his face.
His ignorance to his injury meant Harry had no idea that more blood than he would be able to cope with, was being lost. The euphoria he was feeling came in the form of the biggest head rush.
His emerald orbs clouded over, insistently unfocused, the edges around his vision started to go from grey to black and the sky darkened, and that's when he saw three figures looking over him.
"Pretty people…"
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"BAKA!" Came the loud but distant voice of Naruto, "He…he could have died! He fell on a rock about 30cm long and half a millimetre in width, see the mark on his face Draco?" Harry opened just a sliver of his eyes, and peered around his confines. It seemed he was in his room, with Sasuke to his right and Naruto and Draco in his alcove.
"I thought…I thought he was messing about!" Draco's voice was weak and breaking, "Do you really think I would purposely hurt him?"
"From what we have heard!" Naruto shouted.
"And what exactly would that be?" Draco asked, in a very familiar and nasty voice.
"That you treat Harry horribly, you hate everything that is muggle-born or not pure like your incestuous family seems to think it is," Naruto was walking swiftly towards Draco, his finger pointing between Draco's eyes, making him go cross-eyed.
"You have no idea what you are talking about!" Draco cut off Naruto's speech and daringly moved into his space, "Number one: I do not hate Harry, yes I may have taunted him before but it's in the past.
Number two: My family is not incestuous and neither am I or ever was by choice!" Draco breathed in, his anger seething, "And number three: I didn't mean to leave him like that!"
Draco moved back, his back meeting the wall with swift grace and he pushed himself down against it, tears threatening to form, "Are you ok Draco?" Naruto asked tentatively, his hand reaching out for Draco's shoulder. He was answered with a small nod and sniffle.
"Apologise Naruto," Sasuke sung lightly.
"I'm sorry."
"Its ok, don't worry about it. Ill be fine!" Draco said slightly louder than he meant to, resulting in a rather bothered groan from Harry.
"Harry!" All three other boys chirped, running to his bedside.
"Harry, I'm so sorry!" Draco said close to his ear, kissing the unharmed side of his face thoroughly.
"Fuck of Draco!" Harry snapped, before turning over and laying on his bad side, sending waves of pain down his body.
Draco moved back, conscience of Naruto and Sasuke' watchful eyes upon him. He felt something being sucked from his stomach, leaving a hole and a feeling of guilt. Suddenly it felt as if his soul had shrunk and was now rattling with intensity against his ribcage and stomach, "Get me out of here." He pleaded and before he blacked out he saw two pairs of hands take hold of him.
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Harry had fallen out of bed, along side a scream that sounded like a girls shrill vocals in a fight with an older brother. The reason as to why Harry had fallen out was no other than the fact he had woken up with Naruto peering at him with fox like features. He had never noticed it before, but Naruto had three faint lines on both cheeks that resembled whiskers, he also had sly eyes that were currently looking mischievous.
"Wake up!" Naruto shouted, "You and I are going to go see Sasuke and Draco!" Naruto stated, loudly, in his shrill voice.
"Why?" Harry asked whilst rubbing his head, "What happened?" Harry's voice was deeper than the year previous, he had also grown slightly taller, but he was still small. Out of the four boys he was taller than Naruto and smaller than Sasuke and Draco, he grimaced at this, slightly annoyed that he wasn't the tall all-powerful one anymore, or ever for that matter.
"We are going too see them idiot!" Naruto stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What happened to me?" Harry asked once again, his voice tuned to a finely warmed growl. "I. Want. To. Know." Harry stressed each word, as if it might be the last Naruto ever faced.
However Naruto was oblivious to this, "You fell over, hit your head and nearly died from blood loss. No biggie, now come on, cause if were late you will have to buy me ramen!"
"Is that all you think about?" Harry asked, whilst standing up and starting to change, by running his hands over his body, feeling the effect of wandless magic.
"Yeah!"
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Harry and Naruto stepped inside of the exchange student's common room, only to be greeted with the smell of hard work and effort. Rough, raw music was coming from the upstairs platform of the two boys' room. A heavy drum and bass beat that instantly gave Harry a headache.
He gripped the sides of his head and bent to the ground, growling heavily under his breath, "Shut up you two!" Naruto screeched.
"What's going on down there?" Draco asked, poking his head over the side of the platform, however the sight of Harry on the floor told him everything he needed to know, so he turned up the amp his bass was connected to and played louder, heavier beats.
Harry's eyes began to water and he placed his head between his knees, willing the pain to go, however this was in vain, for every note Draco played, a fibre of the healing tissue on Harry's head split open.
Suddenly Harry could feel a liquid on his hand, and he prayed it wasn't blood. He moved his hand shakily out in front of him, and whilst random screams and breakages were going about him, Harry took note of the blood pouring, like water from a tap, from his head.
And with the final note of Draco's malicious melody, Harry uncontrollably smacked his head hard against the stone floor.
Naruto rushed over to him, picking him up uneasily and carrying him into his bedroom. He stepped over countless books and used clothes before he came to his comfortable haven, and laid Harry down on it.
After retrieving his wand from his robes, Naruto muttered countless healing spells, and when finally satisfied with the botch job on Harry's gash, he left the room and in anger soared towards the platform, his feet never touching the ground.
"You fucking arsehole!" Naruto screamed at Draco, "How dare you do that to him?"
"Do what?" Draco asked, mock ignorantly.
"Try and kill him…" Naruto began rubbing his temples, his gaze toward the floor, "Where's Sasuke?" Naruto turned around and saw who he was looking for, "WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP HIM?" Came the bellow from the small and cute blonde.
"Because he's lethal that's why!"
"Now tell me exactly, what did I do wrong now?" Draco asked, this time a little more honest, he knew he had hurt Harry, but didn't know in what way.
"You made his cut open…and…and he bled loads…and he was screaming as if a baby…on the brink of death."
Draco froze, "How exactly did I do that?"
"The cause of evil is love. You can't have one without the other. Dominant, submissive, light, dark, man, woman." Sasuke pitched in.
"What?" Draco scowled.
"You hate Harry for what he said to you. It hurt you because you love him. Your love for him momentarily turned into hate and you caused him harm." Sasuke explained, his words running together beautifully.
"I don't…I don't love him!" Draco pushed worriedly.
"I think were in deeper shit than ever imagined!" Naruto stated, leaving the room in a rather murky atmosphere.
"Wait…I'm lost!" Draco growled, "Someone please explain?"
"When one of us gets hurt, all four of us either feel it, hear it or are compelled to travel to the spot in which the one of us has been hurt. And now, if what Sasuke has said is true, then when one of us loves the other, and that love is marred by something, then that anger can cause damage.
We have to be more careful in future." Naruto glared at Draco who stood deep in thought, and hurriedly turned and left, leaving behind a rather startled Draco.
Naruto made his way quickly towards the bedroom he had left Harry in, with Draco hot on his heels. Naruto entered and slammed the door behind him which caused Draco to react with violence, his fists knocking against the door in a hopeless protest, "Let me in!" He screamed as he pulled out his wand and muttered every unlocking spell he knew on the door, however it was helpless for Naruto had bolted the door in true muggle style.
"Open up you fucking-" Draco screamed once again however Sasuke cut him off.
"It's useless you know." He said in his rather depressing monotone voice, "He has it in his head your against Harry, whom he obviously has favour for, and he wont let you in until he sees fit." Sasuke was peering down on Draco from the balcony.
"Favours?" Draco asked as he turned around, a rather worried look on his face, "You mean he fancies Harry?" Draco gulped, his eyes darting about the room, looking for something, anything to be angry at, and then he realised…
"I don't feel so well, Ill see you later yeah?" He asked, not really bothering to hear Sasuke's answer, for he knew circumstance would take over, and throw all four of them together sooner than Draco needed.
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"Where am I?" Came the rather subdued voice of Harry Potter, eternal hazard for himself and everyone around him.
He peered around the dark, candle illuminated room. He was glad it wasn't bright, for he didn't know if his eyes could handle it. He raised a dry and thirsty-for-moisture hand to his head, feeling the already repaired albeit slightly bruised, injury on the right side of his head.
Harry felt as if his muscles were slightly taught and so he stretched out his slumber. His arms were the first, and then his stomach, and this is when he came to realise that he was being held by an absent person.
Harry stilled for a moment, still in mid-stretch and moved his arm down to feel that of the person, whom he guessed was under the covers.
The skin he felt was unlike Draco's, so he ruled the elf-like blonde out, the flesh was slightly dryer, rougher and felt as if it had been through a thousand battles, some of which he had come out harmed.
There were new scratches on the arm, that had dried and clotted recently, and muscles he didn't recognise.
Lifting up the cover slowly, Harry peered underneath to see the person holding him; however the lack of glasses and darkness in the room still left him wondering, so Harry decided to shake whoever it was, to rouse them from his slumber.
"I-uh…no…Baka!" Harry stilled at Naruto's voice, he didn't sound happy at being woken up, however Harry didn't want to be here, lying in bed with the boy.
He slowly got up, pulling the covers back fully, revealing a half naked Naruto, clad in underpants and thick white socks, and Harry himself wearing only the Jeans he was wearing earlier.
Harry stilled once again, standing looking over the slowly awakening Naruto, what had he done?
"Naruto." Harry warned, "What happened here?" Harry narrowed his eyes in his most devious manner, hoping the action might scare the small blonde, even just a little bit.
"No…Its not what you think Harry!" Naruto stated, slightly nervously in his half asleep state.
"Well what is it!" Harry demanded, whilst looking around for his shirt.
"Draco, he made you bleed and I…what's the word?" Naruto racked his brain for the appropriate sentencing, "I healed you better because he wouldn't stop playing and your cut burst!" Naruto was now standing on the other side of his bed his hands raised slightly in a peaceful gesture.
"Draco?" Harry questioned, "Why did he hurt me?" Harry was slightly confused at Naruto's description of what went on before he had blacked out.
Harry eventually found his shirt in the midst of silence, and made his way to the locked door, "Why is this locked, and why are you near enough naked!" Harry held back a laugh at Naruto's white y-fronts, and replaced his amusement with a face of void.
"I didn't want that arsehole to come in, and I…I got hot and obviously took my clothes off in my sleep!" Harry cocked his head to the side in disbelief, "Hey it can happen!" Naruto exclaimed.
"Yeah…Maybe where you come from!" Harry smirked and waved his hand in front of the locks, in which they opened with ease, and left, despite Naruto's exclamations of "How did you do that," and "Did Kakashi teach you?"
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Harry peered around the dark living room that was shared by the two Japanese boys, noting that objects and clothes had been streamed around the, (what he guessed from a mere memory) previously tidy room. Had this been the result of his and Draco's mishap?
He pushed the door open and stood out into the brightly, candle lit hall his direction aimed at Draco's rooms. He felt slightly guilty as if he was responsible for Draco's outburst, and he was compelled to talk the blonde, if only for peace of mind.
His knuckles rapped harshly against the picture frame, and Harry believed he heard Draco mumble something behind the protests from the immortalised Weird Sisters. Harry waited for the portrait to open, and yet after five minutes it didn't.
"Pringle," Harry whispered, his tone sounding more devious than concerned.
And with ease the portrait opened.
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Dumbledore had resigned himself to watching the flames of the fire in his private quarters the same evening of Harry's accident. He too had heard the fall, the meeting of bone against sharp, worn stone and yet he knew he could do nothing to help the young boy.
He saw the incident between Harry and Draco even before the Slytherin blonde attacked Harry with notes of evil, and he couldn't help, because it needed to happen. Without words, the boys needed to understand that everything they do to each other will have consequence, a catch that only love will be able to fix.
Dumbledore sat, the fire keeping his aging self warm, his eyes transfixed on the dancing flames in which he believed, held more secrets than any other thing on the planet. Not even soothsayers could decipher the truth beneath the burning embers.
Dumbledore fell into a form of meditation, secrets and honesty beginning to flow over his mind. Nothing of importance seemed to come from the fire on this night, except an image of an unfamiliar girl, her hands clasped around a dagger of sorts, with a slow rhythmic stabbing into the body of…a student.
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Sasuke,
Have you heard? Dumbledore wants to move me too Hogwarts! Can you believe it? Ill be with you again oh my god oh my god! I miss you baby, I miss you so much!
I'm going to see you again!
Soph
Sasuke folded up the letter with a smile on his face, before quickly writing a short reply and sending it. Uncomfortable with the fact he didn't know exactly when he was going to see Sophie, he resided to thinking about the blue eyes in which he could often sink himself into.
He laid back on his bed, trying to slowly drown himself into the thought of her eyes, the pools of icy blue that were often framed with black liner, and dark lashes that fluttered in the subtly shy flirtatious way that was Sophie.
He was almost deep in her, the thought of her touch on his skin, a poke here and there for not listening about her ranting on about things she knew he didn't care about. He giggled and then came another prod, was his imagination this good?
"Sasuke?" Came a sweet drawl from his surroundings, and Sasuke smiled, his body glowing inside, "Sasuke!" The voice exclaimed. Sasuke held desperately onto the image of Sophie's eyes.
"Sasuke?" Came the voice again. Had it been so long he didn't remember her voice? Was it ever that deep? Swift hands moved up his arms and he smiled, eyes still closed at the thought of her being here.
"Sasuke, look at me!" Sasuke smiled a goofy grin swept across his face.
"No Sophie, I am in your eyes." He mumbled, his grin still wide across his face.
"Sophie?" Came a confused version of the earlier voice.
"Yes, that is your name isn't it? Or have I been away so long I have forgotten that too?" Sasuke grinned wider, if that was possible fluttered his eye lashes lightly, enough of the person coming into vision to decipher it was defiantly Sophie, for the up-close blue eyes were defiantly hers.
"Sasuke!" The voice warned in a seductive tone.
"Mmmmhmmm?" He moaned.
"Open your eyes!"
Sasuke did so, taking in the depths of blue over him, the eyes how beautiful could they be? "I love you!" He exclaimed, holding the owner of the voice by the waist and flipping them over, so he was on top.
He closed his eyes again and lent down to kiss her, to take in her luscious pink lips. "Whoa whoa whoa whoa!" Shouted his lover, "Stop this Sasuke!"
Sasuke opened his eyes, shocked that Sophie wouldn't want to kiss him, "Naruto?" He asked, horrified.
"So what if I am?" Naruto asked slightly offended, despite the fact he had stopped the whole charade.
"I…thou… I thought you were Sophie!" He spat out, "Now get out my room!" Naruto squirmed, "And why are you in just your pants? Tell me you didn't do anything with Harry?" Sasuke scolded.
"No I didn't, I just got hot, now if you don't mind getting off me…" Naruto manoeuvred himself away from Sasuke, "And sorting out your problem, then we can go get food!"
Sasuke blushed as he realised that he had excited himself…a lot! And that excitement was visible through his trousers.
"Out!" He shouted whilst flinging his arm in the direction of the door.
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"Draco?" Harry asked timidly, as he walked into the boy's room, which was in complete darkness. Harry noted how cold it was in the room, a sharp breeze coming from the alcove, and the former Gryffindor seeker turned in the direction of the small demi room.
"Draco?" He asked again, as he had seen a silhouette of someone, sitting on floor of the alcove in front of an open floor to ceiling window. Moonlight was the only form of illumination in the room.
"What?" Snapped the blonde.
"What happened?" Harry asked, before taking a few steps down into where Draco was, and sitting himself down beside the blonde.
"I got angry for you telling me to fuck off!" Draco snapped once again, his voice raised enough for it to echo round Harry's already throbbing head.
"I didn't mean to and you know that Dray!" Harry also raised his voice, in battle with the Slytherin.
"So. What.? I don't care Harry I really don't… I am already empty from everything that has happened to me, so just…just leave me alone ok?"
"And how is that possible, seeing as we have to spend the rest of…all…It could be forever Draco!" Harry whined.
"So? You can work with me, talk to me whilst working, and that's it! I don't want you to be around me!"
"Your overacting a bit are you not?" Harry asked, turning to face Draco.
"No, if you want me to fuck off, well I have so deal!"
"Draco!" Harry was getting stressed, the slow burning rising from his stomach, "I was nearly dying and…blood loss! Hello?"
"Hello and goodbye!" Draco muttered monotony.
"Hello and…Hello!" Harry reciprocated.
"Nice comeback Potter," Draco mused, "Very good one!" He frowned before turning away from Harry a little more.
"What is up with you?" Harry asked, very agitated.
"You!"
"Why?"
"I don't know, but I know its something to do with you…it always is!"
"Well then I will fuck off then!" Harry shouted, as he got up to leave. He walked with cause towards the door before turning and huffing at Draco, leaving a shocked Slytherin from the loud bang of the door.
Draco burst into tears, what had he done yet again?
"YOU'RE AN IDIOT!" He shouted at himself.
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"A student?" Severus asked cautiously.
"Yes Severus, I am afraid so." Dumbledore quivered slightly.
"Headmaster, I am going to ask you not to send those two girls here, safety issues. What if the one you saw is connected to the dark?" Growled Snape.
"No Severus, I am sure they are both of the light, however I am more worried about the reason for the death of a student, any possibility?"
"I don't know this girl so how would I be able to judge Albus?" Snape questioned, his previous respect for authority thrown out the window.
"Severus you do know this girl, don't you remember?" Albus's eyes twinkled.
"No Albus I have no idea of what you are referring to!" Severus snapped offhand.
"Katrina Addertounge. Or more precisely Katriana Phoenix Addertounge?" Dumbledore asked again.
"Tried to escape Durmstang a year ago?" Snape guessed, an eye brow rose in question.
"No, no Severus! Katriana, also known as Katrina was the girl who made Colin Creevey cry in October after she won the young photographer of the year award, and yes she did try to escape Durmstang." Dumbledore's eyes shone with an odd form of pride.
"And why, pray tell, would I remember something about a boy I detest?" Severus glared at Dumbledore.
"Severus, are you loosing your memory?" Dumbledore's face looked upon the potions professor with utmost concern.
"Why would you ask such a thing Sir?" Snape asked, with his teeth clenched.
"Severus, you should remember this incident, for you were caught hugging the boy if I remember correctly?"
Snape pouted with obvious dislike, before changing the subject, "So, when are Katrina and Sophie to arrive?"
