Emily - Erm yeah, I know it happened fast, it was supposed to! And will be
questioned later. Also there will be more about Tom in later chapters, and
Draco will be explained as well. Also the immediate use of first names will
also be explained. Thanks for taking time to review.
Echo - Thanks, more coming!
HPIceAngel - Thanks, glad you like that story, and as for Tom, he will be explained, even though I know that it is pretty unbelievable!
Flamelle - This is on your favourite stories list? Wow! Thanks for the review, glad you like the idea!
'Mes - Thank you! Yeah, the family moments are still good, but Sev's sending them to stay with Tom, so yeah. And I agree, some parts of OotP are over that top, and the death was just well, weird really! And he was my favourite character as well, well he still is!
Saimhe - I'm not trying to drive anyone insane! Honestly! *attempts to look innocent* And yes, I will be explaining about Tom later on, don't worry! Thanks for the review.
Xikum - Draco's fear will be explained, it will all become clear and in this fic Tom has only tried to kill Harry once because it's a first year fic.
Jes - Thanks, I'm updating, even though it's took a while.
Snape coolgirl - Draco and Harry won't be look-a-likes for a while so yeah. *ducks and hides because most people keep asking when they will be* And I know that Voldemort becoming good will probably never happen, but the idea of it makes a pretty good story! Thanks for reviewing!
Charley - Thanks for reviewing! And Sev obviously thinks that Tom can be trusted! And yeah, I'm still upset that he died!
Lady Macbeth - Yeah, I know I kind of left you hanging there, and I didn't intend to leave you hanging for this long, sorry about that! Anyway, thanks for the review, and with Sev being stern with them, that will be explained later.
iNzaNiTi - yeah, the idea is a little insane, and Harry and Draco are eleven in this fic because it takes place in first year, and Draco and Harry won't be identical for a while.
Kitai-Shinsei - Okay, okay, okay! I'm writing more! Sorry this took so long!
Sgtharrison46 - Thanks, glad you like the story, and I'm updating now!
Selina - yeah, I think Harry and Draco are hoping that Tom's changed as well! Thanks for reviewing!
Rarity88 - Yeah, it's going to be a weird couple of days for Harry and Draco, and that's if everything goes smoothly, and there's no promise of that!
Palanmenel - Ron and Hermione won't find out for ages yet, sorry. And I don't think that Sev actually knows that every things going to be all right, but yeah, he might, you can never tell with Sev! Thanks for reviewing!
SayianSeker88 - Different is good, predictable is boring!
Kylie - thanks! Yeah, I'm back and now posting! It wasn't my fault I went on holiday! If I were mean I wouldn't have promised to update when I got back, so I'm not mean. Lol, thanks for reviewing!
Mdemanatee - thanks, and I'm updating! And I like an original storyline, predictable is boring!
Parselmouth - I'm glad you like it, thanks for the review!
Wow, that's a lot of reviews! Well, on with the story!
Chapter 7
The next both Harry and Draco were very quiet, they were worried and a bit scared about the upcoming days with Voldemort, or Tom as they were now supposed to call him. Their father was teaching again and had said that they didn't have to sit at the back of the classroom and study so Harry fled up to Dumbledore's office, needing someone to talk to.
He didn't know what Draco was doing and when he was being honest with himself he knew that he was actually quiet surprised that Draco was scared to spend four days with Tom and on questioning his twin about this Harry had discovered that Lucius Malfoy had not been the most caring father in the world, and that he had been a follower of the evil Voldemort Draco was quite afraid of this and had been brought up as a true Slytherin, hating every minute of it. He had always felt different, and that it wasn't right for him.
Reaching the office Harry said the password from last night, walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. He heard the quiet "enter" and walked in. "Ah, Harry," Dumbledore said when he saw who it was, "what can I do for you?"
Harry just shrugged miserably and looked at the floor, not at all his usual self and Dumbledore thought he knew what was plaguing the boy, well at least part of it. The upcoming days, which were going to be spent with Tom Riddle, were making Harry worried and upsetting him quite a bit, but he was also starting to question everything that was going on in his life as well, and wondering whom he could trust.
Gesturing for Harry to take a seat, the headmaster conjured a plate of cream cakes and a jug of pumpkin juice. He poured both himself and Harry a drink and settled back, watching as Severus' son sipped at his drink and looked round nervously. Something was definitely troubling the young boy.
"So Harry, I'm going to guess that you're here to discuss what happened last night," Dumbledore asked, with only a hint of the usual twinkle in his eye.
Harry nodded. "Professor, I really don't want to go and stay with him, but Father seems to think it's a good idea. It's just." Harry broke off and looked at the ground. He had only been in the wizarding world for a year but he was used to everyone commenting on how much he looked like James, but with his mother's eyes. Now he knew that it was just a charm and that if it was took off the wizarding world wouldn't have their hero anymore, their would be no more Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived because Harry Potter didn't exist, but apparently Harry Snape did.
Dumbledore sat quietly and let Harry think before he urged the eleven-year- old to speak again.
Harry didn't need any urging, he look up, gazed straight into his headmaster's eyes and asked, "Professor? Is Professor Snape really my Father?"
Ah, now Dumbledore thought he knew the other thing that was plaguing Harry, he was questioning everything that was happening in his life, not sure who he could trust, or who he could turn to.
"Yes, my dear Boy," Albus told him, "Severus Snape is your Father."
Harry just nodded and looked at the ground. Albus stifled a sigh, he knew Harry was close to tears and he could understand how it could all be too much for a young boy, for that was all that Harry was. He was only eleven.
"Harry," Albus spoke softly and waited until the Gryffindor was looking at him. "Your Father loves you very much and I'm sure that if you ask him, he will explain everything to you, he is a good man."
Harry nodded again. "But what about Draco? I mean, I trusted him instantly when I found out that he was my twin, just like I trusted Dad, but now I'm not so sure about anything anymore," Harry was on the verge of tears and he squeezed his eyes shut as he felt one slide down his cheek.
Wiping it away quickly, Harry opened his eyes in time to see Professor Dumbledore push his chair out from behind his desk. The Headmaster of Hogwarts then offered one of his hands to Harry, who stood up and took it, letting him be pulled into the man's side. "Now then, lets have no more of this," Albus said whilst wiping another tear from Harry's cheek, "I want to see the smile that is usually on this face."
Harry gave a hesitant grin and went back to his own chair at the other side of the Headmaster's desk. "Now that you've gotten all that off you chest, do you want to talk about anything else?" Albus asked. Harry shook his head for an answer. "Well, why don't you sample one of those cream cakes then."
Harry reached out and took one, offering another grin to the Headmaster, suddenly things didn't seem so bad, but he knew he still had a long way to go before he was completely comfortably with all the changes taking place in his life.
The cream cakes were good and Harry savoured every bite. However, someone else in the office also had a soft spot for the cakes.
Unseen by both Harry and the Headmaster, Fawkes the Phoenix came and settled on the back of Harry's chair. Harry was too busy looking around the office to notice the bird and the Headmaster was staring into the fire, lost in thought.
Fawkes, however, took advantage of Harry's distraction and pecked at the cream cake still in his hand. Harry gave a startled gasp when he felt something pecking at his hand and got a shock when he saw a phoenix sat on the back of his chair, though he guessed instantly that the bird belonged to Dumbledore.
"Erm Professor?" Harry asked. "Is your Phoenix allowed cream cake?"
Dumbledore jolted out of his gaze and looked over to see Harry offering the last of the cream cake to Fawkes, since he had already had half of it. The bird fluttered down to Harry's shoulder and gladly took the treat. Dumbledore just chuckled.
Harry reached out his other hand, since he still held what was left of the cream cake in one, and gently stroked Fawkes' brilliant feathers. The phoenix didn't mind and just let Harry.
"He is a phoenix, isn't he Professor?" Harry checked with Dumbledore.
"Yes, Fawkes is a phoenix Harry, a phoenix that has a soft spot for cream cakes," Dumbledore told him.
Harry giggled slightly. "Their tears have healing powers, don't they?" he asked, he could remember reading something about them in the Magical Creatures book which he had borrowed from the library.
"Why, yes they do Harry, but how do you know all this?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh, I checked a book out of the library on Magical Creatures," Harry told him, slightly embarrassed.
Dumbledore however simply stood up and went over to his bookshelf and pulled down an extremely old looking, thick, dust-covered book. He handed it to Harry without a word, who looking in wonder at the book, a book on all the creatures in the world, both magical and non-magical. He turned a few pages, seeing the hand-written words and the carefully drawn diagrams all in black ink, before looking back up at Dumbledore. "Please could I borrow it for a while Sir?" he asked politely.
"You may keep it Harry," Professor Dumbledore told him.
"Oh, Sir, I couldn't, it belongs to you," Harry told him.
"It is mine to do as I wish with," Dumbledore told him, "and I wish to give it to you. Consider it eleven years worth of Christmas and Birthday presents."
Dumbledore took the book back and wrote inside the front cover, 'To Harry, after completing his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Professor Dumbledore.' And then handed it back to Harry.
"Thank you, Sir," Harry told him. "I can't wait to show Hermione!" Harry paused for a moment. "And speaking of Hermione, what am I supposed to tell her and Ron? I mean, I don't want to tell them that Snape's my ."
"Professor Snape, Harry," Dumbledore broke in.
"Yes, well, I don't want to tell them that he's my Father, but where do I tell them I've been for the past three days? Could I tell them that he put Malfoy and me in solitary confinement for fighting? That you insisted he did?" Harry asked, in a bit of a rush.
"Of course you can, if you do not feel that you are ready to tell them the truth," Dumbledore told him, "Though I do not normally approve of lying," he added as an after thought.
"Don't worry, neither does Father," Harry told him. "Can I also tell them that I'm staying at Hogwarts over the summer, and not with the Dursley's?"
"Of course, I have a feeling that you might be spending more time here than at Snape Manor, anyway," Dumbledore told him with a twinkle in his eye. "Your Father does not like it much there, too many bad memories I think," Dumbledore told Harry with a knowing smile.
Harry smiled back, and although he didn't completely feel right belonging to this new family, he knew that there was nothing he could now about it. "Now, why don't you have another cream cake," Dumbledore offered him. "Just don't tell your Father, he'd kill me for giving you rubbish as he calls it before your lunch."
Harry grinned and took another cream cake. He took a bite out of it and then offered it to Fawkes who had flew back to his shoulder. After Fawkes had had a peck Harry took another bite and then offered it to Fawkes again. And so this went on until it was finished, boy and phoenix having half each.
It was nearing lunchtime when Harry left, not eager to bump into any students before they all went into the Great Hall for lunch, Harry hurried down to his Father's quarters, book in hand and cream cakes in his pocket.
Entering his Father's quarters Harry saw Draco curled up near the fire. Despite the fact that it was summer, it was still surprisingly cold down in the dungeons.
Draco didn't even look up when Harry entered and this worried him, what was up with his twin? Was he having the same insecurities that he himself was? "Draco?" Harry asked hesitantly. "Are you ok?"
"Huh, what? Oh, yeah, I'm fine, just thinking," Draco reassured Harry, who gave him a grin and then disappeared into their room to put the book Professor Dumbledore had given him away in his trunk. He also stored the cream cakes there, so that he didn't sit on them, and also so that his Father didn't find them. He then went back out into the main room and settled into what was becoming his favourite armchair.
"So, have you been thinking all morning?" Harry teased his twin.
Draco laughed and came and sat on the settee near Harry. "Nope, I've done some work on Defence Against the Dark Arts, since Father said I need to improve on that."
Harry suddenly felt very guilty, he'd done penalty of work on History of Magic, but not much on Herbology, apart from a quick read through of his notes.
"So, where have you been all morning?" Draco asked.
"Talking with Professor Dumbledore," Harry told him and at seeing Draco's slightly confused look he explained, "I just needed to sort my head out and we agreed that we're to tell our friends that Professor Snape put us in solitary confinement for fighting, which sounds believable for us."
Draco laughed, "Yeah, it does. I can't believe that this is the last day of school, which means that the day after tomorrow we go and stay with Tom."
Harry gulped. "Yeah. ah well, I'm going to push that thought out of my mind until after the leaving Feast, which we better be attending. Father's going to have to so I'm sure that we will."
"Yeah, we'll be sat with our houses and our friends and then sleep in our dormitories," Draco said.
"Yeah, and then everyone will comfort us because we got put into solitary confinement with each other," Harry joked.
Draco dissolved into laughter with him, "Yeah, that's probably what will happen."
They were both laughing quite hard when Harry thought of something else, "Hey, I wonder who's won the house cup?"
"Slytherin," Draco answered immediately, because you, Neville and Hermione lost all those points for Gryffindor."
"Yeah, tell me about it! And it wasn't even really mine and Hermione's fault!" Harry complained.
"What on earth were you doing that night?" Draco asked.
"It's not worth the answer," Harry sighed, "And besides, I thought you knew half of it because you took that book from Ron in the hospital wing, there was a personal letter inside that you know."
I know, but Crabbe knocked it in the fire before I could read it," Draco told his twin, who in turn sighed with relief.
"I really don't want to know, do I?" Draco asked.
"No," Harry told him.
"I take it I don't either then," asked a voice from the doorway.
Harry gulped and then answered, "No Father,"
Severus looked Harry over, twice. "Very well then, why don't you two go freshen up before lunch?"
Harry and Draco went into their room to wash their faces.
"Why do you think Dad's so strict with us?" Harry asked.
"Haven't a clue, but it's not fair!" Draco told him.
Harry sighed and they both headed to the dining room.
Please, please, please review!
Echo - Thanks, more coming!
HPIceAngel - Thanks, glad you like that story, and as for Tom, he will be explained, even though I know that it is pretty unbelievable!
Flamelle - This is on your favourite stories list? Wow! Thanks for the review, glad you like the idea!
'Mes - Thank you! Yeah, the family moments are still good, but Sev's sending them to stay with Tom, so yeah. And I agree, some parts of OotP are over that top, and the death was just well, weird really! And he was my favourite character as well, well he still is!
Saimhe - I'm not trying to drive anyone insane! Honestly! *attempts to look innocent* And yes, I will be explaining about Tom later on, don't worry! Thanks for the review.
Xikum - Draco's fear will be explained, it will all become clear and in this fic Tom has only tried to kill Harry once because it's a first year fic.
Jes - Thanks, I'm updating, even though it's took a while.
Snape coolgirl - Draco and Harry won't be look-a-likes for a while so yeah. *ducks and hides because most people keep asking when they will be* And I know that Voldemort becoming good will probably never happen, but the idea of it makes a pretty good story! Thanks for reviewing!
Charley - Thanks for reviewing! And Sev obviously thinks that Tom can be trusted! And yeah, I'm still upset that he died!
Lady Macbeth - Yeah, I know I kind of left you hanging there, and I didn't intend to leave you hanging for this long, sorry about that! Anyway, thanks for the review, and with Sev being stern with them, that will be explained later.
iNzaNiTi - yeah, the idea is a little insane, and Harry and Draco are eleven in this fic because it takes place in first year, and Draco and Harry won't be identical for a while.
Kitai-Shinsei - Okay, okay, okay! I'm writing more! Sorry this took so long!
Sgtharrison46 - Thanks, glad you like the story, and I'm updating now!
Selina - yeah, I think Harry and Draco are hoping that Tom's changed as well! Thanks for reviewing!
Rarity88 - Yeah, it's going to be a weird couple of days for Harry and Draco, and that's if everything goes smoothly, and there's no promise of that!
Palanmenel - Ron and Hermione won't find out for ages yet, sorry. And I don't think that Sev actually knows that every things going to be all right, but yeah, he might, you can never tell with Sev! Thanks for reviewing!
SayianSeker88 - Different is good, predictable is boring!
Kylie - thanks! Yeah, I'm back and now posting! It wasn't my fault I went on holiday! If I were mean I wouldn't have promised to update when I got back, so I'm not mean. Lol, thanks for reviewing!
Mdemanatee - thanks, and I'm updating! And I like an original storyline, predictable is boring!
Parselmouth - I'm glad you like it, thanks for the review!
Wow, that's a lot of reviews! Well, on with the story!
Chapter 7
The next both Harry and Draco were very quiet, they were worried and a bit scared about the upcoming days with Voldemort, or Tom as they were now supposed to call him. Their father was teaching again and had said that they didn't have to sit at the back of the classroom and study so Harry fled up to Dumbledore's office, needing someone to talk to.
He didn't know what Draco was doing and when he was being honest with himself he knew that he was actually quiet surprised that Draco was scared to spend four days with Tom and on questioning his twin about this Harry had discovered that Lucius Malfoy had not been the most caring father in the world, and that he had been a follower of the evil Voldemort Draco was quite afraid of this and had been brought up as a true Slytherin, hating every minute of it. He had always felt different, and that it wasn't right for him.
Reaching the office Harry said the password from last night, walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. He heard the quiet "enter" and walked in. "Ah, Harry," Dumbledore said when he saw who it was, "what can I do for you?"
Harry just shrugged miserably and looked at the floor, not at all his usual self and Dumbledore thought he knew what was plaguing the boy, well at least part of it. The upcoming days, which were going to be spent with Tom Riddle, were making Harry worried and upsetting him quite a bit, but he was also starting to question everything that was going on in his life as well, and wondering whom he could trust.
Gesturing for Harry to take a seat, the headmaster conjured a plate of cream cakes and a jug of pumpkin juice. He poured both himself and Harry a drink and settled back, watching as Severus' son sipped at his drink and looked round nervously. Something was definitely troubling the young boy.
"So Harry, I'm going to guess that you're here to discuss what happened last night," Dumbledore asked, with only a hint of the usual twinkle in his eye.
Harry nodded. "Professor, I really don't want to go and stay with him, but Father seems to think it's a good idea. It's just." Harry broke off and looked at the ground. He had only been in the wizarding world for a year but he was used to everyone commenting on how much he looked like James, but with his mother's eyes. Now he knew that it was just a charm and that if it was took off the wizarding world wouldn't have their hero anymore, their would be no more Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived because Harry Potter didn't exist, but apparently Harry Snape did.
Dumbledore sat quietly and let Harry think before he urged the eleven-year- old to speak again.
Harry didn't need any urging, he look up, gazed straight into his headmaster's eyes and asked, "Professor? Is Professor Snape really my Father?"
Ah, now Dumbledore thought he knew the other thing that was plaguing Harry, he was questioning everything that was happening in his life, not sure who he could trust, or who he could turn to.
"Yes, my dear Boy," Albus told him, "Severus Snape is your Father."
Harry just nodded and looked at the ground. Albus stifled a sigh, he knew Harry was close to tears and he could understand how it could all be too much for a young boy, for that was all that Harry was. He was only eleven.
"Harry," Albus spoke softly and waited until the Gryffindor was looking at him. "Your Father loves you very much and I'm sure that if you ask him, he will explain everything to you, he is a good man."
Harry nodded again. "But what about Draco? I mean, I trusted him instantly when I found out that he was my twin, just like I trusted Dad, but now I'm not so sure about anything anymore," Harry was on the verge of tears and he squeezed his eyes shut as he felt one slide down his cheek.
Wiping it away quickly, Harry opened his eyes in time to see Professor Dumbledore push his chair out from behind his desk. The Headmaster of Hogwarts then offered one of his hands to Harry, who stood up and took it, letting him be pulled into the man's side. "Now then, lets have no more of this," Albus said whilst wiping another tear from Harry's cheek, "I want to see the smile that is usually on this face."
Harry gave a hesitant grin and went back to his own chair at the other side of the Headmaster's desk. "Now that you've gotten all that off you chest, do you want to talk about anything else?" Albus asked. Harry shook his head for an answer. "Well, why don't you sample one of those cream cakes then."
Harry reached out and took one, offering another grin to the Headmaster, suddenly things didn't seem so bad, but he knew he still had a long way to go before he was completely comfortably with all the changes taking place in his life.
The cream cakes were good and Harry savoured every bite. However, someone else in the office also had a soft spot for the cakes.
Unseen by both Harry and the Headmaster, Fawkes the Phoenix came and settled on the back of Harry's chair. Harry was too busy looking around the office to notice the bird and the Headmaster was staring into the fire, lost in thought.
Fawkes, however, took advantage of Harry's distraction and pecked at the cream cake still in his hand. Harry gave a startled gasp when he felt something pecking at his hand and got a shock when he saw a phoenix sat on the back of his chair, though he guessed instantly that the bird belonged to Dumbledore.
"Erm Professor?" Harry asked. "Is your Phoenix allowed cream cake?"
Dumbledore jolted out of his gaze and looked over to see Harry offering the last of the cream cake to Fawkes, since he had already had half of it. The bird fluttered down to Harry's shoulder and gladly took the treat. Dumbledore just chuckled.
Harry reached out his other hand, since he still held what was left of the cream cake in one, and gently stroked Fawkes' brilliant feathers. The phoenix didn't mind and just let Harry.
"He is a phoenix, isn't he Professor?" Harry checked with Dumbledore.
"Yes, Fawkes is a phoenix Harry, a phoenix that has a soft spot for cream cakes," Dumbledore told him.
Harry giggled slightly. "Their tears have healing powers, don't they?" he asked, he could remember reading something about them in the Magical Creatures book which he had borrowed from the library.
"Why, yes they do Harry, but how do you know all this?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh, I checked a book out of the library on Magical Creatures," Harry told him, slightly embarrassed.
Dumbledore however simply stood up and went over to his bookshelf and pulled down an extremely old looking, thick, dust-covered book. He handed it to Harry without a word, who looking in wonder at the book, a book on all the creatures in the world, both magical and non-magical. He turned a few pages, seeing the hand-written words and the carefully drawn diagrams all in black ink, before looking back up at Dumbledore. "Please could I borrow it for a while Sir?" he asked politely.
"You may keep it Harry," Professor Dumbledore told him.
"Oh, Sir, I couldn't, it belongs to you," Harry told him.
"It is mine to do as I wish with," Dumbledore told him, "and I wish to give it to you. Consider it eleven years worth of Christmas and Birthday presents."
Dumbledore took the book back and wrote inside the front cover, 'To Harry, after completing his first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Professor Dumbledore.' And then handed it back to Harry.
"Thank you, Sir," Harry told him. "I can't wait to show Hermione!" Harry paused for a moment. "And speaking of Hermione, what am I supposed to tell her and Ron? I mean, I don't want to tell them that Snape's my ."
"Professor Snape, Harry," Dumbledore broke in.
"Yes, well, I don't want to tell them that he's my Father, but where do I tell them I've been for the past three days? Could I tell them that he put Malfoy and me in solitary confinement for fighting? That you insisted he did?" Harry asked, in a bit of a rush.
"Of course you can, if you do not feel that you are ready to tell them the truth," Dumbledore told him, "Though I do not normally approve of lying," he added as an after thought.
"Don't worry, neither does Father," Harry told him. "Can I also tell them that I'm staying at Hogwarts over the summer, and not with the Dursley's?"
"Of course, I have a feeling that you might be spending more time here than at Snape Manor, anyway," Dumbledore told him with a twinkle in his eye. "Your Father does not like it much there, too many bad memories I think," Dumbledore told Harry with a knowing smile.
Harry smiled back, and although he didn't completely feel right belonging to this new family, he knew that there was nothing he could now about it. "Now, why don't you have another cream cake," Dumbledore offered him. "Just don't tell your Father, he'd kill me for giving you rubbish as he calls it before your lunch."
Harry grinned and took another cream cake. He took a bite out of it and then offered it to Fawkes who had flew back to his shoulder. After Fawkes had had a peck Harry took another bite and then offered it to Fawkes again. And so this went on until it was finished, boy and phoenix having half each.
It was nearing lunchtime when Harry left, not eager to bump into any students before they all went into the Great Hall for lunch, Harry hurried down to his Father's quarters, book in hand and cream cakes in his pocket.
Entering his Father's quarters Harry saw Draco curled up near the fire. Despite the fact that it was summer, it was still surprisingly cold down in the dungeons.
Draco didn't even look up when Harry entered and this worried him, what was up with his twin? Was he having the same insecurities that he himself was? "Draco?" Harry asked hesitantly. "Are you ok?"
"Huh, what? Oh, yeah, I'm fine, just thinking," Draco reassured Harry, who gave him a grin and then disappeared into their room to put the book Professor Dumbledore had given him away in his trunk. He also stored the cream cakes there, so that he didn't sit on them, and also so that his Father didn't find them. He then went back out into the main room and settled into what was becoming his favourite armchair.
"So, have you been thinking all morning?" Harry teased his twin.
Draco laughed and came and sat on the settee near Harry. "Nope, I've done some work on Defence Against the Dark Arts, since Father said I need to improve on that."
Harry suddenly felt very guilty, he'd done penalty of work on History of Magic, but not much on Herbology, apart from a quick read through of his notes.
"So, where have you been all morning?" Draco asked.
"Talking with Professor Dumbledore," Harry told him and at seeing Draco's slightly confused look he explained, "I just needed to sort my head out and we agreed that we're to tell our friends that Professor Snape put us in solitary confinement for fighting, which sounds believable for us."
Draco laughed, "Yeah, it does. I can't believe that this is the last day of school, which means that the day after tomorrow we go and stay with Tom."
Harry gulped. "Yeah. ah well, I'm going to push that thought out of my mind until after the leaving Feast, which we better be attending. Father's going to have to so I'm sure that we will."
"Yeah, we'll be sat with our houses and our friends and then sleep in our dormitories," Draco said.
"Yeah, and then everyone will comfort us because we got put into solitary confinement with each other," Harry joked.
Draco dissolved into laughter with him, "Yeah, that's probably what will happen."
They were both laughing quite hard when Harry thought of something else, "Hey, I wonder who's won the house cup?"
"Slytherin," Draco answered immediately, because you, Neville and Hermione lost all those points for Gryffindor."
"Yeah, tell me about it! And it wasn't even really mine and Hermione's fault!" Harry complained.
"What on earth were you doing that night?" Draco asked.
"It's not worth the answer," Harry sighed, "And besides, I thought you knew half of it because you took that book from Ron in the hospital wing, there was a personal letter inside that you know."
I know, but Crabbe knocked it in the fire before I could read it," Draco told his twin, who in turn sighed with relief.
"I really don't want to know, do I?" Draco asked.
"No," Harry told him.
"I take it I don't either then," asked a voice from the doorway.
Harry gulped and then answered, "No Father,"
Severus looked Harry over, twice. "Very well then, why don't you two go freshen up before lunch?"
Harry and Draco went into their room to wash their faces.
"Why do you think Dad's so strict with us?" Harry asked.
"Haven't a clue, but it's not fair!" Draco told him.
Harry sighed and they both headed to the dining room.
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