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Without using a translator see if you can translate the Latin near the end. Try and guess what it is. Sorry I don't have a reward for those who guess it right but it's just for fun. I'll be using Latin in later parts and I might have you guess what it is.
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Chapter 11
"Harry, Harry wake up." Draco said, shaking him gently. He was obviously worried about his partner, "Come on, please."
With a groan Harry opened his eyes and Draco sighed in relief. During his bout of unconsciousness a teacher, well, at least that's what Draco assumed the older man was, had come in to check on the students. His robes looked old, were well worn.
"Here Harry, eat this." The older man said, offering him some chocolate, "It will help."
Gratefully Harry took it, slowly eating the bar, "Thanks." He whispered, "What do they want?"
He smiled and shook his head, "They're looking for Sirius Black."
Draco rolled his eyes, "Well, we're not hiding him." He hissed, "Why are they on the train anyway?" He asked, making a mental note to tell his father what happened.
"I'm sure they think he's here. I'm going to go check on the other compartments, you should change into your school robes, we're almost there." He said before walking out.
Harry and Draco didn't wear Muggle clothing; they were dressed like wizards, always wearing robes. Of course Harry was wearing the one Draco had given him for Christmas. He never got tired of it. After Harry had finished his chocolate he felt better and the two boys changed into their black school robes, the emblem for their house on their left breast and lined in green. (Notice: In the books they don't wear Muggle clothing, just robes, considering that most wizards don't wear Muggle clothing and when they do it doesn't match that's the way it's going to be here.) It wasn't long before the train arrived and they were ushered into the carriages to travel to the castle of a school.
"Heard you fainted, Potter." Ron said with a laugh as they started up the stone steps that lead into the castle.
"I seem to recall a certain weasel burping up slugs in the hallway." Harry said thoughtfully, "Oh, was that you?" He asked with a laugh, "I think it was, so you're one to be talking." He sneered in return.
Draco chuckled softly and Weasley looked between the two, seeing the rings on their fingers. His eyes narrowed for a moment, seeming to know what they meant, "I thought as much. You two deserve each other, both of you are lower then the lowest scum on earth." He looked at Draco, "Your father's nothing but a bloody Death Eater." He looked at Harry, "And yours would be ashamed of you."
At that Harry almost laughed but then remembered he wasn't supposed to know who his real father was, the two snakes narrowed their eyes angrily when a voice broke in from behind them, "Is something wrong boys?" It was the man from the train; Harry still had no idea who he was.
"Oh, no…Professor." Draco said softly, glaring daggers at Ron.
With that they went inside, not about to do anything in front of a teacher, besides, they could plot and come up with something enjoyable to do to the Gryffindor. Before anything else could be said they walked inside, making their way over to their respective tables. Out of the corner of his eye Harry noticed that Granger was pulled to the side. He filed it away in the back of his mind, curious to know why the Mudblood would be called to the side on the first day of the term. With a sigh they sat down to await the sorting.
"Is it true?" Pansy Parkinson said softly from across the table.
Harry and Draco scowled, "Is what true?" Draco asked.
"Is it true that the two of you are betrothed?" She asked, looking almost hurt.
Harry scowled, he knew Pansy had a thing for Draco but he also knew Draco didn't return it, "Yeah, its true." Draco smiled, wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulders.
She looked like she was about to cry, "How could you choose him over me?"
Harry raised an eyebrow, "There are a couple reasons, for one it was chosen by our parents and another I don't like you that way Parkinson."
Her bottom lip quivered and she cried softly as the sorting began. Blaise Zabini, the last Slytherin to be sorted in their first year, rolled her eyes, seemingly annoyed with her fellow Slytherin's behavior. She looked at Draco and Harry with a smile, "Congratulations."
Draco kept his arm around Harry's shoulders, holding him close. Harry was blushing brightly, enjoying the attention from his betrothed but embarrassed by it at the same time, "Thanks." He whispered, chewing on his lip.
Soon after their exchange Dumbledore stood up, the sorting had been completed and it was time for the feast, "Before we begin I would like to introduce our new Defense against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Lupin." He smiled at the man in ragged robes. Snape was glaring at him angrily, obviously there was some animosity between them, "As you all must have noticed we are hosting the guards from Azkaban, they are stationed at every entrance to the grounds. I advise all of you to be weary, don't give them a reason to attack you. Now that we have that out of the way, let's tuck in." He said, sitting back down.
The plates filled with food and they began to eat. It was obvious that news of Harry and Draco's engagement was spreading like wildfire amongst the houses. After their meal they went to their dorms, snuggling into their beds. Over the next few weeks nothing happened, Harry hadn't even bothered to use his bed. A month into school Draco wrapped his arms around Harry, holding him close and stroking his hair.
"Harry?" Draco said softly, brushing his hair out of his face.
Slowly he opened his bright green eyes, "Hmm?"
He smiled slightly, "I love you." He whispered.
Harry smiled happily, "I love you too." He said, rubbing his cheek against his shoulder, "I've never had anyone love me before, never had anyone give me a kind word or touch." Silent tears began to stream down his face, "It could have been different. If it wasn't for Dumbledore things could have been different, I could have had a father." Softly he began to cry.
Draco wasn't sure what to do so he wrapped his arms tighter around him and stroked his hair, whispering softly to him in Latin, "Ego te amo." He whispered, "Shhh, ego te amo."
Slowly his sobs lessened, "Drac?" He asked softly.
"Can I have a kiss? I've never had one before."
Draco smiled at him before softly pressing their lips together. Harry pressed close, enjoying the feel of soft lips against his own. Gently he pulled away, smiling at him lovingly.
"Think you can sleep now?" He asked, stroking his hair.
"As long as I have you." He purred, snuggling close. Draco smiled and fell asleep, his arms wrapped around his sleeping mate.
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