Wow I can not believe how few people actually read my story, it almost wounds me. I only got two reviews for that chappy, it makes me sad.
Mistress Vamp - lol you are a strange person. But very funny! I hope that you enjoyed the chappy, and will come back to read this one. (Oh note, if you could tell your friend to read this chappy, then e-mail me any mistakes I made, that would be helpful, or even if you could, that would be incredible. Thanks!)
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Warning: It's Draco/Harry get it! Don't like don't read.
A/N: I suddenly realized today how desperate I am for reviews. For the love of god, if you don't like it and want to flame me. PLEASE DO SO! I want reviews so badly. Also to everyone who wants to criticize the story, as long as its not a direct flame, with something helpful in it, I will be glad to read it.
I also apologize if this story goes to far off track. I had a severe (like deadly) case of writers block. So I wanted to get something up. Please be merciful. Thanks.
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Harry leaned back against the warm chest of his love. It just felt right to sit here with the blonde. It felt safe, like nothing could stop them, nothing could harm them, as long as they were together.
Draco sighed, wrapping his arms closer around the raven-haired boy. "You know tomorrow is the beginning of the school year Harry."
Harry nodded, "yea…"
"So what happens to us?" Draco asked tentatively, "Do we just go back to our rivalry again?"
"I don't know Draco…" Was all Harry could say. After a long pause, he finally said, "Let's not think about that, I just want to be here with you Draco."
Draco nodded, leaning down and kissing the top of Harry's head. "Whatever makes you happy my love."
Not much had happened since the boys had seen Merlin. Dumbledore had given both Sirius and Remus a job at the castle, Sirius as dueling teacher, and Remus as Defense Against the Dark Arts. Dumbledore had said that right now it was probably best for Harry that they both be close by, which neither of them had argued with.
Draco had told his mother about Harry, which she surprisingly was very willing to accept, and congratulated Draco on finding someone he loved. So Harry and Narcissa had spent a lot of time together, just getting to know the other important person in their love's life.
The biggest surprise of the year was walking in on Remus and Sirius. Harry figured he would never rid his mind of the awful image.
"I think that Sirius's room is right down this hall." Harry said for the fifth time that day, his arm wrapped around Draco's waist.
"I don't know why you just wont ask one of the portraits." Draco said, also for the fifth time that day.
Harry gave Draco an indignant look, stopping near a large oak door. "Because I know where I am going."
Draco laughed softly, "Is that so? Then where are we Mr. Potter?"
Harry blushed slightly, having no idea where they truly were. Draco only laughed at this, causing Harry to blush more.
Finally Draco leaned in and kissed Harry softly on the lips. "It's ok love, even if you bring us to our deaths, I would gladly follow you anywhere."
Harry blushed again, before turning to look at the door behind them. "Ah, see I told you I would find it." A large gold plaque next to the door was labeled, 'Remus Lupin, Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher'.
Not bothering to knock, Harry opened the door, pulling Draco in behind him.
The sight they saw was one that made Harry and Draco blush darker than before, and caused them both to have an irresistible urge to run for the door.
On the couch before them, lay two very naked men, one now doing, what Harry considered, a very unspeakable act to the other one.
Suddenly Remus noticed the two gawking boys. "Uh…Harry…I wasn't expecting you…"
Harry almost felt like laughing at this, had the situation not been to serious, he probably would have. "I think that's an enormous understatement Remus." Harry said.
Sirius looked up from what he was doing, taking a moment to wipe something white off his cheek. "Oh…" He said, blushing softly, "how long have you two been standing there?"
Draco snorted at this, "Like it matters, with what your doing we will be scarred for life."
Harry couldn't help laughing at this, "Um… maybe some clothes would be a good idea."
Both Remus and Sirius blushed, jumping up from the couch, and rushing to find their discarded articles of clothing. Once they were both dressed, they returned to the couch, sitting across from Harry and Draco.
"So…Um…" Remus began, stumbling over his words slightly, "I guess you want to know about this."
"Yeah I guess you could say that," Harry said, trying his best not to laugh at the two, who now seemed to be trying to get as far away as possible from each other, while not falling off the couch. "Why don't you start by telling me why you even started this, ever."
"Be careful Harry." Draco said softly, leaning over to Harry's ear. "I might be wanting to do that to you someday."
Harry blushed brightly, turning back to the now laughing Sirius and Remus. Trying his best to seem stern, Harry said, "Hey, now this is about you two, not about me."
"Right," Sirius said, stifling another laugh. "Well I guess we should tell you the beginning.
"After our fifth year, we both began to realize that we didn't have feelings for other girls, like most of the other fifth years had. We actually began to have a crush on fellow male students."
Remus nodded, taking over, "After a while, we finally admitted it to each other, and I guess we have been together ever since."
Sirius smiled, finally scooting back over next to Remus, kissing him softly. "And I missed you so much Moony."
Remus smiled, turning his head and returning the kiss. This of course made both Draco and Harry make gagging noises. The two pulled back from each other, giving Harry and Draco an indignant look. "Oh, like you've never done it before." Sirius said, playfully kicking Harry.
Harry laughed, wrapping his arm around Draco. "Yes, we have." Harry said, as Draco leaned over and kissed him. Harry laughed, saying, "As you can see.
"But seeing you two doing it…I mean your so old."
This made them all burst out into laughter. Finally after several moments, Sirius finally spoke. "Well, so you mean that you two wont kiss when you get old."
Draco shook his head. "No, because we will never get old, at least not like you two."
Remus raised an eyebrow, as Sirius began to laugh. "Well then I guess you two 'youngins' need to get going." He said, playfully pushing them out the door. "Then at least we can get back to business in here."
Draco and Harry laughed again, making the same gagging noises as before.
So though that had been a scary moment, it was one that Harry felt to be somewhat…enlightening. At least he understood why the two were so attached to each other.
As the sun began to set, the two got up, heading back to the Room of Requirement. Over the last few weeks, they had realized that it was easier for them to be together all the time, if they shared a room. And since the castle lacked an empty room, they had decided upon using the Room.
Reaching the now large bedroom, the two climbed into bed, snuggling up close to each other. "Goodnight Draco." Harry mumbled.
Draco smiled, kissing Harry softly, "Goodnight my love." It was the greatest feeling in the world for Draco to had Harry fall asleep, nestled softly against his chest. So he fell asleep, not haunted by nightmares, dreaming of the raven-haired boy sleeping next to him.
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Harry awoke the next morning, as the sun began to stream softly into the room. 'When has there ever been a window here?' Harry thought to himself, 'This room never ceases to amaze me.'
Harry sat up, removing his head from the Slytherin's chest. Draco whimpered softly, reaching out a hand to Harry. "Don't get up yet." Draco mumbled softly, wrapping an arm around Harry's stomach, pulling him back down.
Harry laughed, rolling over to face Draco. "We need to get up love," Harry whispered softly, "The other students get back today, we need to move our stuff back into our own dorms."
Draco shook his head, "Nope, nope, not gonna do it."
Harry laughed, playfully pushing Draco. "Come on now," Harry rolled over, jumping off the bed. "You can't stay there forever."
"Yes I can." Draco mumbled, pulling the covers up over his head.
Harry walked over to a desk, grabbing his wand, saying, "Accio Blankets."
The many sheets and blankets immediately flew off the bed, landing in a folded pile in Harry's arms.
Draco let out a high pitched whine, curling up into a little ball. "Harry…" He whined, "Gimme 'em back."
Harry laughed, walking over to the side of the bed. "Come on love." Leaning down he kissed Draco on the cheek, then picked him up off the bed.
Draco instantly wrapped his arms around Harry's neck, snuggling into Harry's chest. 'Thank god for Quidditch.' Harry thought softly to himself. All the training had left him with well defined muscles, and the ability to lift Draco out of bed every morning. Draco was in no way a morning person, and needed 'motivation' to get moving in the morning.
Finally Draco released Harry, climbing out of his arms, and onto the floor. "Alright, lets get going."
Harry laughed, running a hand through Draco's blonde hair. "You are so much like a little kid. It's hard to believe that you are the same person that I met six years ago."
Walking over to the bathroom, Harry said, "Come on now, we got a long day ahead of us."
Draco nodded, hurrying over to the bathroom. "Then let us get cleaned up."
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"Hey Hermione!" Ron yelled across the crowded platform, trying his best to navigate the thick crowds. "Over here Hermione!"
The brown haired girl, finally noticed the red head, turning and run over to him. "Ron!" The two embraced, before being interrupted by someone bumping into Ron.
The person mumbled a quick, "Excuse me." Before vanishing into the crowd.
"Wow I have never seen so many people here." Hermione said to Ron. "I don't even think we have this many students in the school."
Ron nodded, wrapping an arm around Hermione's waist, leading her toward the entrance to the train. "I heard that there is a lot of kids that transferred from Durmstrang after Karakroff vanished."
"That would make sense." Hermione said, as they now traveled down the much-longer-than-they-remembered train. "You can't continue a school with no one to lead it. And Hogwarts is closer to Durmstrang than Beauxbaton is."
Ron nodded, finally finding an empty compartment, leading Hermione into it, and closing the door behind them. "By the way, have you seen Harry?"
Hermione shook her head. "I haven't heard from his at all this summer either."
"Me neither." Ron said, seating himself across from Hermione. "Hmmm… I hope he's ok."
"Well, I may not always agree with Dumbledore's ideas." Hermione said, "I doubt he would let any harm come to Harry Potter, savior of the wizarding world."
So with that said, the two turned to staring out the window, thinking of what was to come in this year at Hogwarts.
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Harry reached Dumbledore's office, in what he considered, record time. "Exploding Cherries." Harry said to the gargoyle, before proceeding up to Dumbledore's office.
"Professor." Harry began, until he noticed that Dumbledore was at that very moment having a very adamant conversation with his fireplace, or more accurately, his fireplace, now occupied by the Minister of Magic's head.
"Yes Cornelius," Dumbledore said, "I know that we need more Aurors, but there aren't any children of age that could join you."
"And what of the Order?" Fudge countered, "Why aren't they helping out more?"
Dumbledore sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "I already told you Cornelius, they are on secret assignments from me, and I'm sure-"
"And why is that?" Fudge interrupted, "Why aren't you sending them to protect the Ministry of Magic?"
"Because there are greater concerns out there, Fudge," Dumbledore said, irritation evident in his voice, "like keeping people from being attacked by dementors, and finding Voldemorts location."
"And what of the Potter boy?" Fudge said, "Are you keeping him under wraps."
"If you mean protecting him then you would be correct." Dumbledore said, giving the minister a look that spoke volumes.
"Well you've heard the rumors," Fudge said quickly, "About what the Potter boy is capable of. I mean what if he-"
"What will be quite enough!" Bellowed Dumbledore. "It is people like you who would make him do something like that! If you all just keep treating him as an object, the savior of the wizarding world, then he probably would revolt!
Dumbledore sighed, relaxing back into his chair. Fudge grunted, but didn't say anything else. Dumbledore nodded. "I will contact you once I know more information."
And with that the Minister of Magic's head vanished from the fire. Leaving the three alone.
Just as Harry turned, trying to stay make a quick get away, Dumbledore turned and noticed the boys. "Ah boys, come in please."
Harry froze, turning to face the Headmaster. "Hello Professor."
"Please have a seat." The Headmaster said, his blue eyes sparkling. "Lemon Drop?"
Harry couldn't help laughing at this, which of course made Draco give him a look of confusion. Harry waved him off, saying, "I'll ya later."
"So what can I help you with Harry?" Dumbledore said.
"Well professor," Harry started, not sure exactly how to word it. "Um... Well Draco and I have become close over the time we've been here..."
"And you don't know what to do with the students coming back." Dumbledore said, finishing Harry's sentence. Harry just nodded, so Dumbledore continued. "Well normally I would say to just pretend it never happened, because of the need for protection from the Slytherins. But because of the fact that Lucius Malfoy already knows about his son's relationship with one Harry Potter, I would say that probably all the Slytherin's will know as well, seeing as how most of their parents are Death Eaters."
Harry nodded, reaching across and grabbing Draco's hand. "I just don't want anything to happen to him." Harry whispered. Draco turned to him, slightly surprised by this action, but didn't dwell on it, as Dumbledore continued.
"Well I think the best action right now would be to have Mr. Malfoy stay in a room alone." As Harry began to protest, Dumbledore raised a hand, silencing him, and continued, "But seeing as how your relationship with Mr. Malfoy has progressed, I would say that it would be a good idea for the two of you to share a room."
Harry's eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face. "You mean it Professor?"
Dumbledore nodded, his eyes sparkling. "I think it would be best for both of you to be able to spend time together."
Harry smiled, leaning over and wrapping his arms around Draco. "Did you hear Draco, we can be together."
Draco smiled, leaning in and kissing Harry. "Yes love, I was sitting right here."
Harry blushed, turning back to Dumbledore. "So where are we going to be staying."
Dumbledore stood, walking to the entrance to his office. "Well if the two of you would kindly follow me..."
Draco and Harry jumped off the chairs, hurrying after the old headmaster.
The walked for what seemed like an eternity, and through so many passages and corridors, that Harry thought maybe Dumbledore was lost.
Finally they reached a picture, that was completely black, save two yellow piercing eyes, staring out of the portrait.
Dumbledore stepped up the picture, saying, "Well it's been a long time old friend."
The eyes seemed to nod (if it were physically possible), before a smooth silky voice flowed from some unseen source. "So are these our new residents?"
Dumbledore nodded, motioning towards Harry and Draco. "Yes, this is Mr. Potter, and Mr. Malfoy."
"Another one?" Came the voice again, "Hopefully they will not meet the same fate as the last two."
Harry looked over at Draco, about to ask, when Draco, said, "I'll tell ya later."
Harry laughed, playfully pushing Draco. "Yea haha."
Draco smirked, "Well I thought it was."
"Ah the same humor as the ones before." The voice said, "So I assume we are back to our old forms."
Dumbledore nodded, "That should suit them fine."
The eyes nodded again, before the darkness vanished, revealing the head of a golden lion, surrounded by a long silvery green snake. The snake hissed at them softly, as the lion began to speak. "I will need a password."
Draco looked over at Harry, pondering this, "Well what should it be?"
Harry thought about this too, "Well... how bout...Gabriel?"
Draco looked questioningly at him, so Harry continued, "It's always what I wanted to name my child if I had one. Gabriel is the head Guardian Angel, and when I was younger I used to imagine that he was the one protecting me."
Draco nodded, moving over closer to Harry. Reaching over, he wrapped his arm around Harry's waist, leaning his head into the crook of Harry's neck.
Dumbledore turned back to the portrait. "So Gabriel it is."
The Lion head nodded, before swinging open, with a quick, "Welcome."
Harry and Draco stepped inside, finding themselves in one of the largest rooms they had ever seen. They knew the ceiling was enchanted, but it gave the room the illusion of going on forever. The room itself was probably larger than the common rooms.
In one of the corners, was a large king sized bed. Next to it was two large dressers, one adorned in red, the other in green.
At the end of the two beds, sat Draco and Harry's trunks. "How..?" Harry said, pointing at the trunks.
Dumbledore only smiled, turning and heading back to the hall. "Well I shall leave you two to settle in. Remember that the other students arrive in an hour, and I expect to both to be in the Great Hall for the dinner."
Draco and Harry nodded, as the picture closed behind Dumbledore.
Harry then turned to Draco saying, "Hey, I got a question. What was that about the other one's fates? Was the picture talking about our parents?"
Draco sighed, moving Harry over to the bed. Once they were seated, Draco retold the story.
Once done, Harry was not sure what to say. "Do you think that will happen to us Draco?"
Draco shook his head, pulling Harry over, so he was leaning against Draco's chest. "Never Harry. No matter what your friends say, I will never leave you alone." Leaning down, Draco kissed Harry on the top of the head, "Never Harry."
Harry smiled, closing his eyes, relaxing against the warmth of the blonde haired boy. 'But how will I react to them if they ask us to leave the other?' Was all Harry could think, as he lay on the bed, in their new room.
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