A/N: Finally an update! No excuses today, I'll just admit it; I'm lazy. Anyway, thanks to my beta Sheridan Ledding and to all who reviewed. Review responses at end.
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After Harry had entered his room, he had immediately started looking for a place to hide the Pensieve. He realished he couldn't hide it underneath his bed like he had done at Hogwarts, as it was Taro's favourite place to take a nap. Harry walked to his closet and opened it. No, he also couldn't hide it in there, there wasn't any room for it. Harry sighed, maybe he should tell his parents about the Pensieve and ask them for a good place to hide it. No, he couldn't risk that. James was just too curious. Lily and James of course already knew of his past, but he had just told them he had problems and never really said more about it. They already worried for him enough. Harry decided it would be better to unpack his trunk first and meanwhile he could think of a hiding place.
An hour later his mother called for diner. Harry had finished unpacking, but the Pensieve still stood on his desk. He picked it up and quickly looked around for the last time. Then, shrugging, he placed the Pensieve underneath his bed and went downstairs. After diner he would just put a hiding spell on the thing. But when Harry had finished his meal, he had completely forgotten about the Pensieve.
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Through the window Harry followed with his eyes the snowflakes which fell down from the sky. He was sitting with his mother in a Rover MG TF, which they had just bought. Lily had wanted to buy a car for Christmas for her husband and had taken Harry with her to various car dealers. It hadn't been easy to find a car, as most weren't suitable for flying. In the end they bought the dark blue cabrio and they were now on their way to the Burrow, as Arthur had offered to help with enchanting the car.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Lily said, not taking her eyes from the road.
"What?"
"The snow." Now she looked at her son and smiled.
Harry nodded. "It is." He continued gazing through the car window. They were almost at the Burrow and he couldn't wait to see how the house had changed. Ron had written him a couple of days ago and had told that the house was now a lot bigger and looked much better.
"I told Arthur we're going to help with the house." Lily said. They turned left and drove into a small pathway, which you barely could see from the road. Harry realized this was the reason the postmen never could find the Burrow and smiled.
"How long are we going to stay there?" Harry asked. He was looking forward to spending the day with Ron and the other Weasleys.
"I'm not sure, but you know Molly." Lily smiled. "She'll probably insist we have dinner with them."
Harry nodded, smiling back. Then he turned his attention back to the landscape. Suddenly he noticed a dark building, which you could barely see because of the snow. He narrowed his eyes and bent forward to have a better look.
"Merlin, it's huge!" Harry realished it must be the Burrow and couldn't believe his eyes.
Lily followed his look. "You're right! How on earth did they managed to make it so big?!"
When they got closer, they saw Fred and George having a snowball fight in the field next to the house. When the twins noticed the car, they waved and then went into the house to warn the others.
It was Ginny who opened the door for them. She smiled wide when she saw them.
"So?" She asked. "Do you like it?"
"I never thought it would be this big!" Harry said, entering.
Ginny, who closed the door behind Lily, nodded enthousiastely. "Now we finally all got our own rooms."
"But Bill and dad over did it and now we've got too much space." Ron said grinning, who entered the hall. "Anyway, you can hang up your coats on there." He pointed at pegs on the wall.
Harry and Lily took off their coats and hung them up. Then they entered the living room and greeted the other Weasleys.
"Ron, why don't you show them around, then I'll make some coffee." Molly proposed.
Ron nodded, smiling. "Follow me."
Harry also smiled. He was happy to see his friend like this. He had always been ashamed to show others his house and now he couldn't look more proud.
Harry and Lily followed the red haired boy upstairs.
"But it's not that long since your father got promoted," Lily said, "so how..?"
"We did everything ourselves," Ron explained. "And we've only worked on the house itself and Ginny's and mom and dad's bedrooms. We have to wait a little longer before we can do the other rooms, buy new furniture and other stuff."
The Potters nodded in understanding.
On the second floor there were lots of doors, they led to bedrooms and the bathroom. Ron opened the door nearest to them. Harry and Lily followed the boy inside. The room was pink and yellow and everywhere you looked there were flowers. Butterflies in beautiful colours flew through the air. Harry couldn't tell if they were real or enchanted.
"Ginny's room, of course." Ron said. You could tell by the way he looked that he didn't really like the girly room.
"Lovely." Lily said, watching the butterflies.
A butterfly flew in Ron's face. "Annoying little creatures." He snorted, slapping it away with his hand.
Then they left the room. "That's my room," Ron said, pointing at a door, "but it's a mess and I haven't even unpacked my stuff yet, so it's not worth it to go in. Besides, you'll see it later anyway when you're helping with the house." He pointed at two doors, which were on the end of the hallway. "Those are Fred and George's bedrooms, but we're not allowed to go in. I think they've build a secret lab in one of the rooms."
Harry chuckled. "Sounds like something they would do."
"Why a secret lab?" Lily asked. "I thought your parents already were okay with their joke shop?"
"True, but my mom doesn't want them experiementing in the house. She thinks it's too dangerous." Ron explained.
"Hmm," Lily said. "She's right."
They walked further and Ron led them into a big room, which was obviously Arthur and Molly's.
"Mom and Dad's room," Ron said, "but dad wasn't allowed to pick out any stuff at all, so it's more mom's room. She says he hasn't got style." Then he added; "As if she has style."
Lily and Harry laughed at this and looked around. They saw Ron was right. The whole room was in Molly's style, warm colours like brown and red and lots of flowers and candles. The furniture didn't really match together, but that only made it cosier. The walls were painted red and reminded Harry a lot of the Gryffindor commonroom. Everywhere were enchanted things, which made it look like everything in the room was moving.
"You guys coming? The coffee is ready."
They turned around and saw Ginny entering the room. "Did you like my room?" She asked.
"I love it." Lily said, giving Ginny a warm smile. "Well let's go, I'm dying for some good strong coffee."
The other Weasleys were already waiting for them in the living room. They sat down on a big comfortable couch and received a cup of coffee from Molly.
"I've just been outside to take a look at the car." Arthur told. "It really is a beauty; you could fly around the world with it."
"Really?" Harry and Ron shot each other an excited look.
"James could fly around the world with it." Lily corrected, giving the boys a severe look.
Harry and Ron ignored her and started talking about foreign countries they could visit. Lily rolled her eyes and started asking Arthur about the car.
A half an hour later, Ron, Harry and Arthur went outside. Arthur walked around the Rover, studying it closely.
"Wow," Ron looked at the car in amazement, "it's much better than our old Ford Anglia!"
Harry followed with his eyes Mr. Weasley's actions impatiently. He couldn't wait to fly with the cabrio. "What do we have to do?" He asked.
Arthur's eyes twinkeled. "Watch and learn." He opened the bonnet, then took his wand out of his pocket. "It's quite simple." He began, "Just aim for the engine and use the spell; Astrina Damaris." Arthur used the spell and the engine started to glow.
"That's all?" Harry asked, surprised.
"Yes," Arthur nodded. "well, at least for the flying part. Now we have to make sure that it's invisible for Muggle's. I'm going to use a spell for that, too." He closed the bonnet and walked to the side of the car. He pointed his wand at the car and said loudly; "Asrianum Invidea."
The car disappeared for a second and then returned.
Arthur smiled proudly. "And now you have a flying car."
"Wicked!" Ron cried.
"Let's try it out!" Harry said and quickly got in the car.
Ron immediately followed him and went to sit in the driver's seat.
"Ron." Mister Weasley folded his arms.
Ron sighed and got out. "It's not like I've never driven before." He complained.
"This car is a lot faster than an Anglia." Arthur said, getting in. "Besides, you're mother would kill me." Then he started the car and drove away from the house.
They went faster and faster. Mister Weasley turned to Harry, smiling wide. "Fast your seatbelts, we're going up!" He gave more gas and Harry felt the car getting up from the ground.
Yawning, Harry turned off the light in his bedroom and went to bed. It was the night before Christmas and Harry couldn't wait till tomorrow. He secretly still hoped he would get a flying motorcycle, but if he didn't he planned to steal James' car some time. Harry closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but the sleep wouldn't come. After an hour he gave up. Quietly he got out of the bed and slipped out of his room. Trying not to make any noice, as he didn't want to wake his parents, he made his way to Draco's room.
He found Draco already asleep. Carefully Harry got in the bed next to his brother.
"Couldn't sleep?" Draco murmered, his eyes still closed.
"Uhm, no." Harry answered, a bit surprised Draco wasn't asleep.
"You're not going to get the flying motorcycle, you know."
Harry pushed Draco playfully. "Thanks for destroying my dreams."
Draco turned his head and looked at Harry. "Speaking of dreams, let's go to sleep." Then he closed his eyes again.
Harry also closed his eyes, but he still couldn't sleep. He wondered if Draco would like the present he had bought for him this afternoon. He had gone shopping in Diagon Alley with Ron and Hermoine. In a little giftshop he had found a set of two enchanted necklaces. When both the owners wore the necklaces, they were able to sense if the other was in danger. Harry had immediately loved the necklaces, which looked absolutely beautiful. But that wasn't the main reason why he had bought them. He hadn't forgotten about Stewart and Terry and, even though he knew Draco was perfectly able to defend himself, he couldn't help but worry.
Harry opened his eyes and watched the sleeping boy lying next to him. Draco looked so innocent and vulnerable. Hermoine often told Harry he was too protective. She was of course right, but the thought that something would happen to Draco frightened Harry the most. Harry decided that if nothing had happened after the Quidditch game, he would stop worrying and accept that they really wanted Draco as their seeker.
Suddenly Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and drew him closer. Harry felt himself blushing.
'What's wrong with me?!' Harry thought, angry at himself for reacting this way. 'It's Draco!'
He tried to relax his body and stop thinking of the boy holding him, but it didn't work much. It finally took him an hour to fell asleep.
The next morning Harry had been relieved to see Draco was already out of bed. He quickly got dressed, all the while ignoring the nervous feeling. Taking a deap breath, he made his way downstairs to the kitchen where everyone was already waiting for him. All the time telling himself he was acting silly.
When Harry entered the kitchen he found only his grandmoher there.
"Merry Christmas, Harry!" She said, happily.
"Merry Christmas to you, too."
"The others are in the livingroom." Mrs. Evans explained.
"Oh, then I'll just grab a sandwich. I don't want them to have to wait any longer." Harry said, taking a sandwich from a plate on the table. Then he followed his grandmother to the livingroom.
"Just put your name on the card!"
Lily stood in the middle of the room with a card in her hand. James stood in front of her, folding his arms.
"Why? He didn't send a card to us!" He shouted.
"He might if he gets one from us." Lily reached out the card.
"What's going on?" Harry asked.
"Mom wants to send Severus a Christmascard, but dad refuses to put his name on it."
Harry turned around and saw it was Draco, who was standing beside him. He felt himself immedaitely blushing. "Oh..." He was the only thing he managed to say.
Draco didn't noticed Harry's behaviour and continued watching Lily and James.
"Allright, I'll sign the bloody card." James groaned and took a pen out of the pocket of his shirt.
"You're not fooling me with that pen of yours." Lily said; she gave him her pen. "I thought you were too old for such things."
Harry chuckeld as he saw what she meant. His father's pen was an enchanted one. The text you wrote with it disappeared after a couple of minutes.
"Good boy." Lily grinned as James had signed the card and took it back. Then she noticed Harry. "I'm sorry honey." She gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Merry Christmas."
After the others had followed Lily's example and also wished Harry a merry Christmas, they started with the presents. Of course Harry didn't get the motorcycle, but he was so happy with the things he did get, that he forgot about it. He even forgot about the whole thing with Draco.
Two days later, Harry was in his room working on an essay. The door opened and Lily entered.
"Harry? James and I are going to Diagonalley. Sirius and Remus are also coming with. Do you want to join us?"
"What about gran and Draco?"
"Draco didn't felt like going and mother's still a bit tired from yesterday and wanted to take a nap." Lily told. "So, are you coming with?"
Harry just wanted to say yes, when he realised if his parents were gone he could easily steal the car! His grandmother was in her room sleeping and it wouldn't be too difficult to avoid Draco. "Uhm no, I wanted to finish my essay today." Harry answered, holding up his parchment to show her.
"Allright then." Lily said. "We'll be back for diner."
Harry waved goodbye and pretended to get back to work. Then he waited till the voices downstairs died away. Smirking, Harry threw his book and parchment aside and tiptoed downstairs. In the hall way he quietly put on his boots and grabbed his coat, but as he reached out for the doorknob he heard footsteps behind him.
"Harry?" he heard his grandmother's voice. "Are you going out?"
Harry groaned, what a timing! He put on a fake innocent smile and turned around. "I uhm..."
"Don't bother." Mrs Evans said, cutting him off. She shook her head, smiling. "Well, I'm going to take my nap now and pretend that I'm not the slightest bit aware of you stealing your father's car. And when I wake up in an hour, I'm going to find you safely in your room working on your essay, is that clear?"
For a moment Harry just stared at her. "You're serious?" He asked.
"Yes, now get out! Before I change my mind." Mrs Evans said, rolling her eyes. "And remember, you owe me one."
Not knowing what to say, Harry just smiled goofily and quickly left the house. He hurried to the garage, beaming like a child. In the garage he luckily found the car unlocked. It made Harry wonder if James had forgotten to lock it or if he was just so stupid as to trust his son. Suddenly he felt a bit guilty. No, he would be very careful and surely nothing would happen. Besides his parents would never know. Ignoring the little voice in his head, he got in.
Singing loudly; "I'm Too Sexy For My Car. Too Sexy For My Car. Too Sexy By Far..." He drove outside. There he found Draco with folded arms, waiting for him. The blonde raised an eyebrow questionly.
Harry opened the carwindow, smiling sheepishly. "It's not what you think."
"Really..?" As Harry opened his mouth ready to defend himself, Draco shook his head and smiled. "I just wanted to ask if I could join you."
Harry opened the door for him. "Of course you can."
"So, where were you planning to go to?" Draco asked, once he got in.
"Well, when Mister Weasley and I made our first trip with the car, we flew over a huge lake. Which looked really cool with all the ice and snow, so maybe we could go there?" Harry proposed, driving away.
"Sounds like fun."
"Allright then." At this Harry depressed accelerator and the car got up.
With the speed at which Harry was driving, it didn't take long to get to the lake. It was too cold to get out of the car, so they deciced not to land. Harry let the car hang still in the air above the lake.
Draco opened the car window and looked down. "Wow." He said softly.
"Yeah, it's amazing." Harry said, also looking down. "You know, we should go fishing here someday in summer."
"Fishing?"
"You've never heard of it? It's a Muggle thing. You catch fish with a fishing rod." Harry explained.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Why would they want to catch fish? Can't they buy it in a store?"
"Why yes, but they do it for fun."
Draco shook his head. "Weird."
"And racing on a broomstick isn't?"
Draco looked at Harry confused. "Of course not. What do you mean?"
Harry smiled. "Never mind. Just enjoy the view."
Draco smiled back and nodded.
For a time they sat in quiet enjoying the peace, but then Harry soon grew bored with studying the landscape and started studying Draco instead.
Draco felt Harry's eyes on him and turned to the brown haired boy. "What?"
"Nothing." Harry said, smiling innocent.
"Stop that!" Draco groaned as Harry kept watching him. "It's annoying."
"Is it making you nervous?" harry asked teasingly.
Feeling himself blushing Draco quickly looked away, but Harry had already seen it. He took a hold of Draco's chin and made him look at him.
"That's the second time I've seen you blushing since we're home. What's going on?"
When Draco looked him in the eye, Harry suddenly remembered how he had felt the night before Christmas. Immediately he felt the feelings coming back. But it made him wondering if they really had been gone? Maybe they always had been there and he just never realised it? Harry felt very confused. It all seemed so weird, but in a way it also maked sense. He had always felt jealous when Draco paid more attention to others than to him and had he ever really seen Draco only as a brother and friend?
Draco still didn't speak. He just looked at Harry, waiting for him to make the first move. Harry opened his mouth, but he couldn't find the words. For a moment he closed his eyes and when he opened them he just did what his heart told him to do. He bent forward and softly pressed his lips against Draco's.
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