Disclaimer: See first chap.
A/N Oki, finally got this one out!!My beta says my writing has gotten a lot better, I'm agreeing with her..It's a lot better then when i started out! Happy holidays to all you lovely readers, and hope ya like the new chapter!
xxphatxbaybeexx I think this chapter is fairly long (As best I am capable of), I hope it sounds less choppy now :)
InuLorien Lol i listened to you're pleas to change him back and I'm thinking of heading down that way. I doubt I will ever have sequels to my stories, but if I can find one to be made here I'll try.
Draco walked out of Hogwarts School with a ton of bags, levitated of course. Draco wouldn't carry these things herself; she might hurt herself while lugging those things into a carriage!
It had taken her a while to pack everything, but she had done it. He bags seemed less then last year, but maybe it was just because she didn't have as many clothes to choose from this time. She would have to update her wardrobe with mother sooner or later.
Harry on the other hand held his trunk in his arms without thinking to levitate the heavy thing. 'Really, you'd think being powerful would make him logical' Draco found herself thinking as Harry stumbled with the thing over to her. 'Obviously not' Draco thought with a smirk.
"Harry, you know there is such a thing as a levitating charm," Draco said, smirking as Harry glared at her with emerald eyes.
"Shut up Draco" Harry said, taking out his wand from his robes and casting the charm on his belongings. The trunk flew up and stayed motionless in front of Harry, who had a faint blush on his cheeks. 'Must be the fact he knows he doesn't use logic' Draco thought.
Draco stared at the carriages as students climbed up into them eagerly, wanting to get their holidays started as soon as possible. Draco wasn't feeling too confident about showing Harry off to the family, because they probably would look at him with down cast eyes and point out everything Draco had chosen wrongly about; starting with Harry's round glasses.
Draco sighed, hoping Harry wouldn't do anything to embarrass her, or offend the family. Draco walked with his wand pointed at his baggage, moving them quickly over to a carriage near the end of the lines of carriages. Draco could hear Harry's light footsteps following him silently all the way.
As Draco shoved his luggage into the carriage and Harry did the same Draco couldn't help but notice how very handsome Harry looked with his hair messed up, and wearing Draco's beige pants and black shirt.
'Maybe Harry is worth upsetting the family' Draco thought to herself as they silently waited for the carriage to start moving and take them to the train. Draco hoped her father would be there to pick her up, better to break the ice right away and get the small fight over and done with as soon as possible, before they had bigger fish to fry.
Severus Snape looked out of the window while the carriages slowly pulled away, one after another. The resembled black dots from where he stood, but he knew what they were. How could he not?
He knew he had to write a letter to Draco's father, he had to inform the Senior Malfoy that he would attempt to change Draco back into a male. Draco would never mention it to her father because she was taken with Potter, but that would change once she got back to her senses as a male.
Severus new Draco would thank him once he was changed back, who wouldn't? Severus Snape was doing him a huge favor, Draco and the rest of the Malfoy family. 'They won't have to put up with Potter much longer!' Severus thought happily.
Yes, Severus Snape was doing a big favor to Draco Malfoy by sending Malfoy Senior an owl about a potion he was currently trying to concoct. There was hope for Draco yet. Poor Snape didn't know how bad his plan to free the Malfoy's would backfire, however so badly it would backfire.
Harry and Draco had a nicejourney on the train, it had been quiet, okay maybe a few snoring idiots had interrupted their conversation, but still quiet. Draco enjoyed being able to have a conversation without snarling hateful comments for once with Harry.
Draco and Harry levitated their luggage off the train and walked through the many cheery students, all greeting their parents happily as they came to collect them for the holidays. Draco's insides were turning as she thought about meeting her father, with Harry trailing behind her with his trunk.
'I have a bad feeling about this' Draco thought, as she noticed her father standing on the platform in the distance. He looked calm and collected, but Draco could have sworn she saw uncertainty flash through his eyes when he noticed Draco was not alone.
Draco sighed and decided it better to get this show on the road then stand there for ages upon ages hoping this whole Christmas could be erased from history and would never happen.
'Why couldn't I get turned into a girl after Christmas? At least then I could have avoided contact…maybe' Draco laughed at her thought, she wouldn't have wanted to be turned into a girl either way, but now that she was, she was used to it, and found she rather enjoyed the Harry aspect of her life.
But then this just brought thoughts of what Sev had said. If Sev could change her back, she would have no choice but to hide the information from her father, and never mention it to him. She didn't want to lose her attraction to Harry, she felt that for some reason she would lose more then gain.
Even if gaining was being a male and doing what was expected of the family. She found it was easier to disobey orders as a female, and she didn't want to lose this streak she was feeling.
Draco walked up to her father confidently, feeling anything but confident, and smiled warmly at him. Lucius Malfoy just nodded at her, giving Harry Potter a glare that Harry returned full heartily. 'Not going well, not going well at all' Draco thought, and warning bells went off through her head. She had to make sure her father would behave.
"Father, Harry Potter, Harry, my father" Draco said to break the agitated silence between the two wizards. Sure they knew who each other were, but best to start off formal and hope civility won out on how much they looked like the desired to kill each other.
Well it seemed to hit home, even though they were eyeing each other reproaching. They didn't say anything to each other, Draco guessed it was a little too early to hope for some conversation, but one could hope could they not?
'Better not hope too high Draco' she thought as she allowed her baggage to fall onto the trolley beside her father. "I trust you had a good first few months Draco" her father said, and Draco could see he was drinking in her new 'body' with, if not shame, disappointment. 'Can I ever please him?' Draco thought to herself.
Well this time around, probably not. She had chosen Harry over proper Malfoy behavior. Not that she regretted it of course. Oh no, she would rather have Harry with her on this occasion then have to face her family alone.
Her father placed a portkey onto the luggage after Harry settled his down atop of Draco's and it disappeared with a pop. He then turned towards the two of them and held out a newspaper, looking at Harry with a cold expression before he held it in front of him.
"It will take us to the manor." was all he said before Draco stuck out her left hand to curl her hand around the paper. Harry shot his hand out as well and touched the paper carefully, eyeing her father with suspicion.
'Honestly, you'd think I told him father wasn't playing for this occasion five hundred times already!' Draco thought angrily, glaring at Harry under her eyelashes. A minute went by in silence when she suddenly felt the tell tale pull at her navel.
Suddenly they disappeared as the luggage had, traveling with magic to Malfoy Manor.
Malfoy Manor was the same, as it had always been, looking dark and foreboding as ever. What else was expected of a Malfoy? Draco expected it hadn't changed ever since it was built, and doubted it would ever change. Something the family didn't do, was change Malfoy Manor, because Malfoy's change too much.
Once the world stopped spinning and Draco felt her feet land on the ground she felt a grim satisfaction when she looked at Potter's face. He seemed to be recovering from a slight discomfort, as if a thorn had just been pulled out of his thumb.
Draco looked around her, and noticed they were in the front Hall of Malfoy Manor. A purple carpet covered the floor, and dark blue drapes covered the windows beside the door. Vases and pictures clung on the walls, screaming out how prosperous the Malfoy family was.
It was a good thing Mother had put a restriction on the places where a guest could fall through the floor or always trip on one step if they were not a resident in the Manor. When Draco had been younger he had not learned how to avoid such places yet and repeatedly fell through the floor, and she wasn't sure she wanted to tell Potter…just yet.
It would be rather amusing to see the floor all of a sudden open up and allow Potter's feet to meet air and then hear his cry as he fell down a level in the
Manor. Draco found a sly grin meeting her lips as she thought of it; yes she would hold off warning Harry about those places for now.
Her father looked at them, than at the baggage, which had already arrived. He sighed and glared at Potter one last time before speaking solemnly as if someone had died. "Draco, Potter will be in one of your rooms. I don't care which one as long as you're not sharing the same bed."
Draco glared at her father, what did he think she was going to do if Harry was in her bed? 'Probably attempt to jump him' her treacherous mind told her. She sighed and rolled her eyes as her father apparated to his study, probably off to moan in self-pity that Potter was in his house and he could not tell the Dark Lord.
"Harry, stop looking like you need to be on your guard all the time. Nothing's going to happen to you for now. You're safe so come on. I need to get you to my room so we can unpack and get ready" Draco explained, levitating her luggage up into the air and walking to the staircase.
"Get ready for what?" she heard Harry ask behind her.
"To meet my family of course" Draco said, smiling to herself as she thought of the horror struck look Potters face was probably sporting right now.
Draco herself couldn't wait to see her mother's reaction to Harry, hopefully her mother was somewhere near right at the moment. Harry needed her approval before he could even be seen by the family, and if Harry got Draco's grandmothers approval, if at all possible, then he would fit right in.
Somehow Draco had the feeling his grandmother would accept Harry just to spite Lucius.
Lucius Malfoy was in his study, sitting trying to think rationally. Harry Potter was in his house, was going to eat his food, AND he would be staying in the Manor for the Christmas holidays. The worst part of it all was he wasn't allowed to harm a hair on the boy's head.
Narcissa had been very persuading when she had told him these things, or else she herself would take matters into her own hands. That hadn't happened since the incident known as the flying whip cream fiasco. Draco's fault, of course.
Draco was not a disappointment, but he seemed to disobey the family so much Lucius was afraid for the family image as respected and understood. Draco managed to wipe the slate clean of all that and start a new image. That could not happen.
Somehow Lucius had to get his daughter to like someone else, or get his daughter back to a son. Maybe Severus would be willing to help. Draco would be more manageable as a boy and this whole reunion could be forgotten in the past when Draco brought home a better suitor for himself.
Lucius smiled happily, yes he would ask Severus for help, and then get his son back and be Potter free! If only all things were that easy, like Draco acting like a proper Malfoy. His plan was fool proof!
Review!! I wanna know how I did for writing this chapter! I actually sped up the pace to this darn thing -is happy with self-