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6. Never Say Never


The next week went by smoothly, only minimal jinxing bouts between the twins and Malfoy. Harry helped sometimes defending Malfoy against the twins but he never really did any help, he only made it worse.

Most of the time, Harry and Draco spent time together talking about whatever they felt like talking about. They never got back to Harry's abuse, and Draco kept failing to mention anything about his.

One day, Mad-Eye came upon the four in the drawing room and thought Draco was holding Harry hostage, (he was actually just using him as a human shield against the multi-colored Goo-shooters Fred and George invented.) and recreated the ferret incident.

Moody barged in, shot the curse at Malfoy, then rounded on the twins.

Fred and George fell to the ground roaring with laughter.

The little ferret looked at the twins and Harry could have sworn he saw him glare at them. This caused Harry to start laughing as well.

Moody glared at the laughing boys, they had obviously not taken this as seriously as he wanted them to.

Harry had to go get Narcissa to beg Mad-Eye to return her son to normal before he'd actually do it. By the time Harry got back with Narcissa, the twins were levitating upside down as they argued with Moody.

"He shouldn't be getting Harry in the way of dangerous curses!" growled Mad-Eye.

"They weren't curses, Moody!" started George pulling at his shirt.

"Yea, you think we're that daft?" Fred said indignantly.

"They were Weasley Uber-Duber-Goober-Shooters,"

"We sell them in the shop!"

"It wouldn't have hurt either of them,"

"Only changed them different colors,"

"You get hit with the purple you turn purple,"

"Yea, you git! Notice how Harry's green and orange?" Fred concluded, pointing to Harry's chest.

Indeed, Harry was green and orange from his chin to his shins. None of them had noticed until the twins pointed it out.

"Alright boys," Moody growled resentfully."Just stop the battling. You never know what could happen, one mispronounced word, one missed wand movement and you'd have to live the rest of your existence as dust in a jar."

"Yes, be that as it may, Mad-Eye, will you please return Draco in his normal state and get those boys off the ceiling?" Narcissa said glaring, with a hint of a smile.

Moody nodded, flicked his wand up at the boys; they crashed onto the floor ina tangled heep.

Before turning Draco back, he looked the little ferret right in his eyes and said "Don't you ever hurt Potter or i'l have your hide, boy." then slumped out of the room.

Draco stood p and dusted off his clothes. Everyone, inclusing Narcissa, started to giggle at the look of Draco covered in a thich dust grime. He had been the only one not to laugh.


Later that afternoon, Ron had pulled Harry aside to talk to him about something in private. He had grabbed him and taken him into the pantry.

"Ok, Harry. Listen to me, mate." Ron paused to take a deep breath. "Malfoy being around is driving me mad! I just accept him yet; I still hate him! He's been a bloody wanker to us for how long now?"

He paused and looked to Harry for an answer. Harry shrugged.

"Going on six years, Harry! I need to get out of the room with you both. I was wondering if it would be alright if I ask Dumbledore to move my stuff up into Fred and George's room. You know, have him expand the room like he did with ours. Do you think he would? Are you ok with it, I mean, I wont go if you don't want me to leave you alone with Malfoy. I still don't know if we can trust him, you know…"

Harry sighed, "yes, Ron. I do know. I've been just trying to tell you that I think he's changed. I really do. I trust him, but yes, I don't mind you going. I'll get to Dumbledore when he arrives."

A flash of green filled the pantry from under the door.

"Oh, hello, Albus!' welcomed Mrs. Weasley from outside the door.

"Hello Molly, where are Ron and Harry?" said a familiar, cheery voice.

"In the pantry, not quite sure why though..." Molly replied sounding slightly puzzled.

"Ah yes, of course. Not to worry, Molly, dear."

Harry pulled open the pantry door a bit to see Dumbledore, standing very close to his face, staring back at him. Harry screamed and jumped back into the shelves hitting his head.

Ron and Dumbledore started laughing. "Can I join you?" Dumbledore asks.

"Sure" Ron says still laughing, "We were just talking about you anyway."

"Ah, excellent timing I have then, don't I boys?" Both boys nodded with a smile.

Dumbledore stepped inside and closed the door. "How may I be of service to you both?" Dumbledore asked looking at Harry who was still rubbing the back of his head.

"Well, um… Ron doesn't feel comfortable being so close with Draco yet, sir. He wants to bunk up with Fred and George. Do you think that's possible?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled, then he looked to Ron. "Is this true, Ronald?"

Ron nodded.

"Alright then, I'll go up stairs, inform Fred and George, and move your belongings. Thank you for doing this discreetly." He looked to Harry, "Harry, Draco's bed will be moved to where Ron's was, that's alright isn't it?"

"Yes, sir, I don't care when he gets moved around to. Harry said brightly. Ron smiled.

"Excellent! Thank you, sir. I mean, I don't hate Malfoy like I use to, I still thinks its odd to be friends with him all of a sudden, you know, after all the horrible things he's done to us. I don't like being so close to him and still not knowing him as well as I think I should. I just need a little more time and I'll get use to him."

Dumbledore smiled. "Thank you, that's all that I ask of you, Mr. Weasley. Just try." He opened the door, went out and closed it behind him.

"Well, that was easy." Ron breathed out as if he had been holding it for a long time.

Harry nodded, "Yea, well, be glad that he's doing it and it just so happens to be now. Lets, um, get out of this pantry." He opened the door and stepped out, smiled and gave a nod to Mrs. Weasley, then went up stairs to his and Draco's room. His and Draco's room!

'Holy shit,' Harry thought. 'Draco and I are sharing a room. Am I crazy?'

He walked very slowly down the hallway, past the blasted away picture of Mrs. Black, all the beheaded house elves and all the other dark and creepy rooms of Grimmauld Place.

Then he got to his door. He stood there and stared at it. Just reached for the doorknob, it started twisting from the other side of the door.

Harry jumped back. He was staring into the gray eyes of none other than Draco Malfoy.

They both just stood there and stared, not knowing exactly what to do.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Draco finally said "Ron, moved out them? Is that why there's only two beds left in there, with our belongings still remaining? He doesn't trust me, does he?" Looking down at the floor, moving aside so Harry could enter.

Harry walked in slowly past Draco looking at him, trying to get him to look back up at him.

He failed.

It appeared to Harry that Draco was upset that Ron hadn't accepted him as fast as Harry had.

"Draco, I'm sorry that Ron couldn't accept you as quickly as I did. He did move out, obviously," he said growing a little red. "He's up in the twins' room. Dumbledore did it when he arrived for the meeting. Speaking of which, that should be staring soon. Too bad we can't get in on it." He turned and sat down on his bed.


Draco had gladly changed the subject. He wanted to know what has been happening and how soon will it be until he gets to kill Voldemort for killing his family.

"I'm going to kill him, Harry, just you see…" Draco started again for the millionth time it seemed, looking angry and clenching his fists.

"No, Draco, I'm going to have to kill him, the prophecy says that I'm going to kill him or he's going to kill me. That's the way it's going to work. I told you, I'll let you help, maybe just watch. I don't want you getting hurt."

Draco, who was sitting on Harry's bed right next to him, finally lifted his gaze from the floor to Harry's profile. It was Harry who was now staring at the floor.

"Harry, why do you care about me?" Draco practically whispered.

It took Harry a second to register what he had said and that Draco was now trying to talk to him.

He looked up into the gray eyes again and lost it.

"Ever since the day on the train I knew there was something different about you, Draco Malfoy. All those times you were a git to me and made my life hell, I knew that you only did it for show; I knew that you wanted to be my friend but you didn't know how to approach me ever since what happened on the train. I wanted to be your friend. I never thought I could happen. Gryffindor and Slytherin? Friends? No way! And now that I know a lot more about you than I use to, I realized that I wanted Ron to get out the room so I could be with just you more. I helped him get out of the room. I know it hurt your feelings that he didn't want to be in the same room as you. But what I said was true, he still doesn't trust you, but he's trying. He wants to be your friend too, Draco; he's just been influenced by his father who has hated yours for who knows how long. I'm sorry that things are this way, but that's how it is. I really do like you Draco." Harry said, his voice fading into a whisper.

Draco closed his eyes for a second then looked into the vivid emerald green eyes that were Harry's.

He took a breath and said "Harry, are you gay?"

Harry just stared, wide-eyed. He had only realized he was gay after the incident in Hogsmeade with a certain Ravenclaw girl in 5th year.

Harry gulped and gave a tiny nod.

The next thing that happened, Harry hadn't quite been expecting.

Draco had smiled, and then leaned forward pressing his lips against Harry's.

Harry gave a little gasp as Draco's tongue ran across his lower lip asking permission to go farther. Harry opened his mouth slowly and found Draco's tongue with his.

The kiss seemed to last forever before Draco pulled away.

He smirked. "Sorry, don't want anyone finding out about us just yet. Do Ron and Hermione know about you being…"

"Yea," Harry said, before Draco could finish, "I told them when I realized it myself."

Draco smiled. Harry looked down at the floor with a grin, then looked back up at the Slytherin.

"When did you realize that you were, you know.." Harry said turning a shade of pink.

"I was in 4th year. Pansy decided to bring Zambini to one of our 'meetings'. Let's just say she was a little upset when we started paying more attention to each other than to her." Draco said with a smirk, also a little pink.

Harry laughed. "I bet she was mad, wasn't she?"

"Bloody livid, she was. She screamed at us when we were too bust to pay attention to her. I still don't know what she said to us."

Harry, still smiling, asked, "So what does this mean… I mean, what's going on between you and me now?"

"Oh, I don't know. Not sure if anything's happening yet. Just never say never." He said, and with a wink, he was out the door.


Harry sat on his bed with a goofy smile on his face for a long time.

Sometime later, Hermione came into to bother him about their summer homework assignments. Harry couldn't concentrate on what she was saying to him. He caught something about Transfiguration and McGonagall's essay.

Harry Potter realized that he was falling for Draco Malfoy.


"...I might like you better if we slept together
I might like you better if we slept together
I might like you better if we slept together
But there's somethin in your eyes that says
Maybe that's never...Never say never ..."

- Romeo Void "Never Say Never"


AN: Sorry that took so long ot get out. i had writers block, then all of a sudden i was inspired and wrote more than half of if it in one sitting. I'm trying to write this as much and finish as soon as possible whenever i do write somthing. I have school, job, realtionship and other miscellaneous crap i have to do as well so, i got a busy schedule.

REVIEW! i'll keep writing and will want to get more out and faster if you review. Tell me what you like and what you dont like and what you wan tot see happen. I'll consider every suggesttion thrown at me. I'm open!

The beginning part with Moody, i didnt like it, but i thought it could go there. Thats what i got stuck on. I couldnt figure out what to say or have what do what. i left ti be adn hope you guys dotn hate it as much as i do.

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