Disclaimer: I am a person, sitting behind my computer, typing a story that is only being read by a maximum of 5 people, I am not the awesome writer J.K.Rowling, since I think like a couple hundred million people have read her story. So as you can see, this story doesn't belong to me.
Warning: Slash, Harry/Draco, Sirius/Remus, Hermione/Ron, and other classic paring.
I am dedicating this chapter to my wonderful to beta, Maggie. Since my previous beta got a BF, she failed to edit any of my chapters, so please excuse chapters 4-9. Now thanks to my new beta, this chapter should be free of grammar errors. (hopefully crosses fingers)
Hooray for my story! I got seven reviews for this chapter! The most ever! (yes I am just that pathetic) Other than that, here are my review responses:
Maiden of Hope - lol, I think all H/D stories are implausible, but yes they are all cute. Glad you like, come back and read more!
Dreamer - Ah gotta love the anonymous reviewers, probably means you will never come back. Lol, don't worry bout the orb, it's point probably wont be pointed out till later on. But don't worry, it'll be good .
A Reviewer - lol, once again, love anonymous. Well glad you like, read more please!
Mistress Vamp - Hey! You are my best reviewer ever. I think I will dedicate my next chappy to you, jus cause you that cool :D Well, hope you like this chappy, and I found a diff beta so don't worry bout it anymore. And boy wonder? Whats that about-.
There is only you - YAY MY BETA! You're so cool. (I know I am. 3Maggie) I love you :P
Skimmie - Thanks, glad you liked. Lol (short reviews are hard to answer)
Sheree - Well where would be the pain if he did? Lol, jk, I plan on having some bad stuff, but not this soon. If you want him to have a "backbone" then you'll like this chappy.
One last note, sorry to anyone who thinks that I'm making Draco to soft. I am trying to work on it, but I just am having a hard time making him cuddly with Harry, and still normal to everyone else.
Alright, other than that, read on.
Harry rolled over, draping his arm over the sleeping body of his lover. He nuzzled his nose into Draco's back, as he heard the boy grunt softly. "Not now Harry, it's too late," Draco mumbled softly.
Harry suddenly remembered the other students' imminent return. Jerking his head up, he stared over at the enchanted clock. He couldn't read it, and realized he was lacking his glasses. Grabbing them, he turned back to see the clock, which now read 5:45.
Harry reached down, shaking Draco wildly, "Draco, sweetie, love, baby," He whispered, trying to wake Draco up nicely. "We gotta get up, we only got 15 minutes 'til the dinner."
"Not now Harry," Draco said softly, "I'm sleeping."
Harry grabbed Draco's shoulder, jerking him upright. "We have no time for that Draco! We are going to be late to the dinner!"
Draco lazily rolled his eyes over to the clock, looking at the time. "So?" he said, shrugging, and laying back down.
Harry huffed softly, climbing off the bed. "If you don't come with me Draco, you won't be sleeping in that bed tonight."
Draco growled softly, rolling over to face Harry. "How can you do that to me, love?"
Harry smirked, pulling his wand from his pocket. "Very easily." With a quick flick, a trundle bed appeared in the room.
Draco stared horrified at it for a moment, before grabbing Harry's arm and leading him out of the room. He mumbled something about, "I'll be damned if I sleep on that crap tonight."
Rushing down the hall, they reached the Great Hall, as the last of the students were filing in. "Where should we sit?" Harry mumbled softly, so that only Draco could hear him.
"I don't know," Draco whispered back. "We can't sit at the Slytherin table, and I'll be damned if I sit with bloody Gryffindors."
Harry turned to him, frowning at him. "So it's get over your pride, or die with your housemates."
Draco turned back to the doorway, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Fine," He said, throwing up his hands, "You win, we will sit at the Gryffindor table. But you better protect me from those Gryffdorks."
Harry smirked at him, before grabbing his arm and practically dragging him into the Great Hall.
As they reached the long table, Hermione and Ron began to wave wildly at Harry. "See, they don't mind you." Harry whispered encouragingly.
Draco snorted softly, "Or they just haven't seen me yet."
Draco's response seemed to be the more logical, since as soon as they got closer, Hermione and Ron began to glare at Harry.
"Harry," Hermione began, "You do know that is Malfoy on your arm right?"
"No Granger," Draco drawled, "He just happened to grab me, and needed you to point out the obvious." He ignored Hermione's gaping mouth, continuing, "And if you didn't notice, he's the one hanging on my arm." He emphasized his words by moving his arm up and down, causing Harry to raise his arm as well.
"Stop that," Harry said softly, then turning back to his friends he said, "Guys, Draco has changed…"
"Harry are you out of your mind!" Ron interrupted, "That is Draco-sodding- Malfoy. The sodding ferret! He is the one who calls me Weasel, and Hermione, Mudblood. He's hated us since we came here. How can you be around him!"
Harry stiffened at this, tightening his grip on Draco's arm. "Ron, you should just listen. You don't have any idea what you're talking about."
He was about to continue, when Draco tapped him on the arm softly. "Um, love, if you don't let go of that arm, I may never be able to touch you 'that way' again."
Harry blushed slightly, releasing his tight grip on Draco's arm. Draco rubbed it absentmindedly for a few moments, before leaning over and kissing Harry. Harry immediately responded, moving around to kiss Draco.
Once they broke apart, Harry whispered, "Show off…"
Draco just grinned, before turning to face a gaping, and obviously, pissed-off Ron Weasley. "How dare you!" Ron yelled, leaping at Draco.
Draco let out a small, "Eep" before he was tackled by Ronald. He was thrown to the floor, slamming his blonde head against the ground. "How dare you! What did you do to Harry, you bastard!" Ron continued to pummel Draco's face, making black and blue marks on his face.
Suddenly Ron heard Harry yell, "Stupefy!" The spell hit Ron straight in the head, causing him to fall over backwards onto the ground. Hermione ran over to Ron's side, holding up his head. Then looking up at Harry with a fiery passion in her eyes, she said, "How could you Harry? How could you betray your friend?"
Pulling out her wand, Hermione advanced on Harry. Harry knew he was no match for Hermione, she was more skilled in spells than he would ever be. She raised her wand, and was starting to say a curse, when her wand suddenly flew out of her hand, hitting the wall behind her.
Turning, Harry saw that Draco now had his wand out, aiming it at Hermione. "Don't you ever try that again, Granger." He moved from where he was standing, to Harry's side. "If you ever harm one hair on his head, you will be sorry."
Suddenly Snape appeared at Draco's side. "What is going on here?"
"Hermione tried to attack Harry sir." Draco said quickly, "I was just defending him."
"Very good Draco…"
"Wait!" Hermione yelled, "What about Ron! Look what Harry did!"
"That is my doing as well, professor." Draco began, "Ronald attacked me, Harry was just saving me from that rabid weasel."
Snape nodded. "50 points from Gryffindor, for attacking fellow classmates. And 50 points to Slytherin for protecting another student. Also Hermione and Ronald have detention all this week with me. I hope to see you both at 8 o'clock sharp. Tardiness will not be tolerated."
Ron turned beet red, as Hermione went back to her spot at the table. "How dare he!" Ron growled, "How could he do that?"
Draco rolled his eyes, grabbing Harry and turning to leave the Great Hall. "I don't think we are welcome here." Draco whispered. Harry nodded his assent, as he let Draco lead him out of the hall.
"So where do we go?" Draco asked, as soon as they were clear of the doors. "We can't even sit in there without getting attacked."
Harry turned back to the wall, looking down at his feet. "I'm so sorry Draco. I didn't think that they would react like that…" Turning back to Draco, he said, "I'm so sorry, my love."
Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, pulling the slightly smaller boy into a warm embrace. "Hey, hey, it's okay Harry." Lifting Harry's face to his he said, "Don't worry about it. Bruises will heal, and I mean it's just the weasel."
Harry laughed softly at Draco's attempt at humor, before burying his face in Draco's chest again as he began to cry. "But they're my friends, why were they so mean? Why couldn't they listen to me?"
Draco sighed, wrapping his arms tighter around the sobbing boy. "It's okay, Harry. Really it is, don't worry about it."
Harry sniffled softly, and was about to say something, when he was interrupted by a rumbling in his stomach. Blushing softly he whispered, "I guess my stomach has other ideas for what we need to do."
Draco laughed, kissing Harry softly on the forehead. "So what do we do?"
Harry reached up, wiping the tears from his eyes, "We can go down to the kitchens."
Draco nodded, pulling Harry towards the dungeons. "I would assume they are downstairs." Harry nodded, so Draco continued his path.
Once they reached the portrait, Harry reached up, tickling the pear. Then quickly stepped inside, pulling Draco with him. Once inside, they were both swamped with a swarm of small house-elves. Sounds of "Can we get you anything?" and "What will the masters like?" filled the air around them.
"Um… Draco?" Harry said, turning to the blonde boy. "What would you like?"
"How 'bout some mac and cheese." When Harry snickered at this, Draco said, "Hey! It's the only muggle dish I've ever had, and I really like it."
Harry nodded politely, trying his best to suppress his laughter. "Alright Draco, whatever you say." Then when Draco began to say something, Harry leaned over, capturing Draco's open mouth in his own.
The two held the kiss for a moment, before their tongues began to explore each other's mouths. Harry was the first to break the kiss, moving down Draco's chin, leaving a line of kisses leading to his lover's ear. Harry bit down softly on Draco's neck, making him moan softly.
Draco was starting to get into it, when they were interrupted by a house elf tapping him on the arm. "Sorry to interrupt the masters, but your food is ready."
Draco sighed, kissing Harry once more, before going over the fully prepared table. Leaning over he whispered, "We will have to finish this later." Harry nodded, moving over to the table, and eating what was prepared for him.
"Sir, there is someone at the door for you," hissed the small snake. "They want to see you now."
Harry lifted his head, staring across the room at the small picture of a snake. Draco mumbled something into his chest, obviously upset about being disturbed. "Thank you." Harry hissed back.
"What did it want?" Draco whined softly, "It had better be really important, I was having a great dream."
Harry laughed softly, running his fingers through the blonde's hair. Really he didn't understand how he could have ever hated this kind-hearted boy, though he did have his moments… Harry laughed again at that thought, before pushing himself off the bed.
Draco's head hit the bed with a soft 'thunk', as he groaned softly. "Come on, let them stay there, come back to me."
Harry grinned at him, as he approached the door. Then suddenly Draco yelled, "Wait!" Harry turned around to look at him, as Draco said, "It might be a Slytherin, you should be ready for an attack."
Harry nodded, turning back to the painting. Opening it quickly, he came face-to-face with Blaise Zabani. Blaise sneered at him, before saying, "I don't want to speak with you Potter, I'm here to see Draco."
As he began to try to push past Harry, he was suddenly stopped as Harry placed his hand against his chest. "No, Zabani," Harry said sternly. "You are not going to enter."
Blaise snorted softly, locking eyes with Harry. "Yeah Potter, I'm really scared of your hand." Then began to try to push past again.
"Proicio!" Harry yelled, and a blue beam launched from his palm, slamming Blaise against the opposite wall. "Maybe you should have been scared," Harry growled. "You will not hurt Draco."
Blaise groaned, pushing himself up on his elbows. "I'm not here to hurt Draco, I just want to talk to him."
Harry was about to blow him through the wall, when suddenly Draco appeared at his side. "It's okay Harry, he's a friend."
Harry gave him one more glare, before walking back into the room. Sitting down in one of the large plush chairs, he watched as Draco practically dragged the taller boy into the room.
Just when the picture had closed, the snake appeared again. "Sir, there is a girl outside the door." Harry huffed softly, getting out of the chair and walking to the door. "Who could it be now?" he mumbled softly under his breath.
As he opened the door, he found a very flustered Hermione standing outside the painting, wand in hand, glaring daggers at him.
Wow I am so worried that that is a crappy ending. I hope you are all ok with it, and that's anyone who actually read it. I hope that I get as many reviews as before. And I'm so sorry that this took so long. With school and extra-curricular activities, I am at a lack for time.
Anyway, hope you all enjoyed it, and thanks again to my new beta Maggie. She is the new joy in my life (Aren't I just? 3M):P
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