"What's going on here?"

"Uhm…"

Harry made it to the Quidditch game the next day, Harry was nearly asleep, it seemed it was going to take a few hours before the game made any progress. He was standing with Ron, in an awkward silence, neither one really wanting to address what had happened yesterday. Looking towards the Slytherin stands nearby, Harry saw how utterly bored his Match seemed to be, standing between Blaise and Pansy. Harry thought over what had happened yesterday, how Draco had reacted to finding out Ron and Blaise were together.

Hermione's facial expression contorted as she looked at the four boys. Her left eye twitched once before she turned to Dumbledore. "Should we do this in your office?"

"Yes, I think so," the Headmaster nodded to her and he led the five out towards his office, the moment they entered the hall all contact ceased. Blaise and Draco walked by each other, muttering in French while Harry and Ron walked in silence a few paces behind them.

"Sugar Leprechauns."

Hermione turned over her shoulder and sneered at them, her eyes narrowing in a glare. Harry sat between Ron and Draco, Blaise on the other side of the Slytherin Prince.

"What happened in the Library?"

"Hermione was going to attack Draco and Blaise." Harry said quickly.

"She was, the crazy little beaver took a hundred and fifty points earlier today, claiming I attacked her when I did no such thing. She's been out for us all day, especially Draco since the Opening Feast."

"Why?"

"He won a bet and made her toast to the health of the Slytherins." Ron put in.

"Does she know about…?" Dumbledore directed this question to Harry.

"No, not that I know."

"Good, do these two?"

"He does," Draco nodded to Blaise.

"Ron doesn't." Harry shook his head.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked, looking over them all.

"Nothing Ms. Granger."

"What. Is. It?" She ground out the words slowly.

"Nothing Ms. Granger. Please leave, I must speak with the young men, alone."

"Oh, I see how it is. Sexist pig!" Hermione got pissed off and threw the vase near her arm towards the boys. It smashed at Draco's feet and the blonde gasped and jumped back.

"Are you okay?" Harry grabbed his hand, not thinking about it.

Hermione's eyes bugged out. "YOU DIRTY LITTLE MAN WHORE! I'll tell the world about this! You'll see! Everyone will know your secret! Everyone!" She glared hard. "How could you betray Gryffindor like this? You're going to the Dark Side Potter!"

Harry became aware of a magic surge from his connection with Draco and his heart churned with anger not his own.

"Don't you dare talk to him like that you Beaver-faced book-worm!"

Draco stood and snarled at her, his mercury eyes seemed to swirl like storm clouds. Hermione saw this and backed up a step. "Why are you so defensive of him, Mal-ferret?"

"He's my Match Granger."

Harry felt Draco's magic surge through the air, and he felt his own open up with it, even though they weren't touching, his magic was pulsing. Hermione let out a gasp and moved away from them. "You-you two are-you're the ones."

"Yeah, and you just pissed me off." Draco walked over to her, his magic crackling in the air, meeting Harry's.

"Mr. Malfoy! Hold onto your composure!" Dumbledore rushed over and pulled him back, separating the two. "We must keep Ms. Granger from remembering this meeting, she cannot know, especially since she is at odds with you four, she is liable to use the information against us all."

There was a silence that met him, Draco and Harry regained their magic and Draco seated himself next to his Match again. "Do it."

"Memorus Initarum," Dumbledore caught her off-guard with the charm and her eyes went dull. "Leave Ms. Granger, there's nothing more we need."

"So…Ron and Blaise?" Harry turned his head towards them after she'd gone.

"Yeah, for a few days now."

"School's only been in session for a few days." Draco pointed out, eyeing them curiously.

"That too." Blaise smiled and moved a few strands of hair so he wouldn't have to look at his life-friend.

"Blaise…?" Draco gave him a look.

"I didn't tell you since you were so giddy about Harry and we were working so damn hard with everything and…I didn't think you would care too much, but he is a Gryffindor and your bloke's best friend. You might have felt your territory was being threatened."

Draco chuckled and shook his head, he stood and Blaise hugged him. "I don't care too much, I don't get it, but I suppose I'm not worried…if he swears to treat you like a lady."

"I do." Ron nodded, taking Blaise's hand. "Harry?"

"It's fine by me, not like my situation's any different." The boys laughed and didn't notice the Head Master's dark eyes searching them over thoughtfully.

Harry smirked to himself and slowly slid back in the crowd and crawled under the stands and over towards where the snakes nested. He reached the area just behind where his Match was standing.

"PSSST! Draco!" Malfoy cocked an ear towards him and watched from the corner of his eye.

"What the hell are you doing under the Slytherin bleachers?"

"You wanna get outta here?"

"Yes, but where are we going to go?"

"Hogsmeade, we've got the rest of the day. Come on, please?" Harry did his best helpless face. Malfoy rolled his eyes and slid under the stands as well.

"Did something happen between you and the guy dating my best friend?"

"Yes," Harry nodded and led the blonde out of the stands and towards the trail leading to the village.

"Tell me about it," Draco moved to walk next to him.

Harry rubbed his hands together, attempting to make them warmer. "It's just awkward, we didn't tell each other and now it's a little like we don't know what to tell each other at all. Plus he's really new to dating anyone and doesn't really know what he's doing, he's worried, if he breaks up with Blaise, they'll be the feuding best friends of a Match like us."

"I see, well, we'll have to make sure they work well together." Draco reached down and took Harry's hand in his own, immediately warming them both.

They reached the Three Broomsticks and found a table to sit at. Madame Rosmerta served them butterbeer and had a strangely large smile on her face, though it was nervous as she looked at Draco.

"So, what do you think will come of Hermione's evil spastica?"

"The fight? I don't know, she has it out for you and the Slytherins, she's a bad enemy and…well, it worries me to be honest. What if she tries something? Tries to hurt you or Blaise or any of the other Slytherins?"

"We'll let her know who not to mess with." Harry didn't look convinced. "What if I call a meeting and tell all Slytherins to travel in packs of two or three at least, for safety against a prefect on the loose?"

"That would be good, thanks," Harry nodded and smiled. "I just want my snake to be safe."

"Oh, your snake?" Draco smirked and leaned over their small, dark corner table and planted a kiss on Harry's lips. "We'll see who owns who at the end of all this."

It was Harry's turn to smirk and he turned his head and saw Hagrid at the bar dinking with Madam Rosmerta and flirting outrageously. He looked around the bar and saw people talking with their friends, lovers and families. It was a warm place and Harry felt warm inside, just in the presence of his snake.

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