Chapter Fifteen
Outside, the younger wizards talked among themselves, "Now what?"
Harry snickered at the arrogant tone, "Making up for the pain of growing up within one night, Draco?" He already knew that pain and couldn't resist teasing the blonde, who simply settled for a dark steely glare.
Ron snorted, "Why do you even care, Malfoy?"
"Ron, Draco's been on our side. Why do you think most of Voldemort's plans failed when Professor Snape never knew them?"
Ron looked taken back as his best friend defended the blonde Slytherin and ready to explode when Hermione slipped a hand over his mouth and Neville gripped his arms. "Now, Harry, when did this tentative friendship start? You two have been quite friendly during that time in school."
Mumbles surged from a covered mouth, "Shut it, Ronald Weasley." Said male flushed angrily at Hermione's tone.
Draco snickered at the flushed male, "She's got the Weasel well trained."
Emerald eyes flashed at the blonde, "Draco." Draco wilted beneath his friend's calm deceptive tone but refused to apologize, which Harry knew he wouldn't do but answered Hermione. "Draco and I became friends after my hospital trip at Hogwarts. I had stayed with Professor Snape during the last weeks of summer. You guys didn't know this but on my birthday Voldemort was in a very torturous mood and I suffered that vision. I had felt every single thing they had done to the Muggles. Madame Pompfrey and Professor Snape were pushed to their limits in saving my life."
"Oh, Harry." Neither of his best friends knew his visions had gotten that bad, at least not to the point that it almost lost his life.
With Hermione's lapsed in sympathy, Ron pulled from her hand, "That git! You stayed with that greasy bastard for the summer and made friends with a Malfoy!"
"RONALD WEASLEY! YOU WILL SHUT UP THIS INSTANT OR SO HELP ME I WILL HEX YOU INTO OBLIVION AND NOT FEEL ONE OUNCE OF GUILT!" All the younger wizards flinched at the irate Muggle-born witch, even Draco, who remember the strength of her slap when he had pushed her limit's a tad too far.
Sighing, Harry wasn't too bothered by his friend's outburst. A matter of fact, he was wondering when it was going to happen. "Severus wasn't that bad. We actually got along. He took me to visit the Malfoy's a few times, after telling me under a truth serum with the headmaster they were on our side, and we all got along quite well. That's how Draco and I performed a small friendship but refused to stop bickering. It's too much fun, plus it's hard to get over the fact we did hate each other."
"But display inside? Harry, you were holding Professor Snape as if you were lovers!"
Harry flushed. He knew Hermione would see what no one else would. "Not really. He won't touch me like that until I graduate Hogwarts."
"Ew! Harry, mate, you didn't!"
"RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione had finally snapped, "That is it! Stay away from my bed and me until you can behave!"
Ron's mouth dropped open as the two recently resurrected males blinked, neither knowing that Ron and Hermione had been dating, "Mione!"
The Muggle-born witch ignored the fact she had ousted him as her boyfriend but moved to link her arms with the Malfoy heir, who stared at the female in shock. "Now, Harry, promise me you will keep that deal until we all graduate Hogwarts. Since it has yet to happen."
Harry sighed, he had been hoping to take advantage of the fact he was now an adult to seduce his Potion Master but knew Hermione would know the instant he tried, "Yes, mum."
Silver-grey eyes twinkled at the huffing female before changing the subject, "You know, this is close to Snape's lands, which is connected to Malfoy lands."
