A/N- Chapter 1, my second update in two days. Wow. This chapter is sort of the in between chapter. You know the one that sets up for the actual plot. I love this plot! I was so happy and surprised I thought of it. It's got a lot of twists and Drama but is still a Romance all the way baby! Review and I'll love you forever!
Warning- I do not own HP. Which should be obvious by now. This is SLASH! Male on sexy male! (Cat calls) If you don't like it go away. DO NOT FLAME! IT'S A WASTE OF TIME! I DON'T EVEN READ THEM! Thank you, Aubrey.
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Chapter 1 Only So Many Reasons
Draco Malfoy was known for many things. For being a dead Death Eater's son, for being a stern but gifted Potions Master at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and for knowing the dark arts like the back of his pretty hand, but, fortunately, he was not known for wearing bright pink dress robes to class; which is probably why students were diving to get out of his way as he march towards the Headmasters office, scowl in place.
Slamming the door open roughly he stared daggers at the old man sitting behind the Headmasters desk.
"This is the last straw Dumbledore! You have to do something about Weasley!" Dumbledore nodded wisely.
"But Mr. Malfoy, were you not the one who turned Mr. Weasley's skin a very nice shade of lavender? Perhaps he felt that with pink robes and purple skin, the two of you would find some middle ground."
"Yes, yes, that's all very nice Dumbledore, but THIS FLAMING ROBE WONT COME OFF! It's spelled not to Dumbledore! Weasley's skin should be it's natural uneven self with in a few days. But how bloody long do we know this robe will stay on!"
"Two days, tops." Draco turned to look at the previously unnoticed figure sitting in the corner. Miss. Granger was looking rather rough this horrid afternoon. Her face was green, her eyes red rimmed, and her nose a rather nasty pink. She had obviously been crying, but to be honest with himself, Draco didn't care. Member of the Order or not, he did have to be nice to mud-bloods, and not even Dumbledore could make him. Draco stared as Granger continued. "Ron's never been the best at charms. It shouldn't stay long Malfoy." As Granger raised a hand to wipe away a few stray tears Draco noticed she was clutching a wrinkled piece of paper in her hand. Holding his sharp tongue between his teeth, he answered as polite as he could manage.
"Yes Granger, I remember Weasley lack of talent very well." Turning to Dumbledore, he continued. "I'll be going now, sir. It appears you already have your hands full. But I must insist you speak with Weasley the first chance you get."
"Well, seeing as he should be here any minute, perhaps you'd prefer to wait?"
"I fear not, Dumbledore. This has nothing to do with me, I think I'll wait, thank you."
"Oh, but Mr. Malfoy, I assure you, it does affect your future most severely. Now, would anyone like a crumpet?" Draco turned, and sat. Still very confused about how anything that had to do with Weasley, who had taken over for Madame Hooch over two years ago, and Granger, who'd been teaching Muggle studies for the last four years, could have anything to do with him. Granger shifted nervously in her seat, tapping her fingers and bouncing her foot.
Draco had to control a sudden jump as Dumbledore's office door burst open and a dark purple, red haired Ronald Weasley sprang into the room. Ron paused, and then burst out laughing when he saw Malfoy. Leaning heavily on Dumbledore's desk, he held his side and pointed weakly at Draco. Dumbledore seemed completely oblivious to Draco's growl or Ron's wheezing laughter. Hermione rushed over to Weasley and tried to hush him desperately.
"RON! Stop! This is important, more important than Malfoy!" Ron slowed only slightly in his laughter. "Ron! I got a letter. He sent me a letter. Finally after six years." There was a moment of uncomfortable silence then…
"WHAT! Where is it? Where is he? Is he alright? Is he here? How did you get it? Why's ferret here? Why isn't someone answering me?"
"Mr. Weasley, please calm down and we will explain to the best of our abilities." Ron quickly took the seat next to Hermione's and stared at Dumbledore questionably. Hermione stood and handed the wrinkled paper in her hand to the Headmaster. Dumbledore cleared his throat and began to read.
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"'Dear Hermione,
It must be a surprise to hear from me after all this time, but I felt I should talk to you before hand, so you might speak with the others in turn. I'm returning to England after all this time. I'm hoping that I'll still be welcome at Hogwarts as I have no where else to stay as of yet. Firstly let me say that I am terribly sorry for not writing and for any worry I may have caused, be assured that I am fine. I do not wish to speak of my reasons for returning in a letter, but maybe we could have a little talk when I get there. You wouldn't believe how long I had to wrestle with Tom at the Leakey Cauldron before he told me you were working at Hogwarts and Ron as well. I image you'll let him read this so I address my next statement to him as well. Please do not kill me. I am truly sorry for not keeping in touch or at least telling my best friends good bye. Secondly, I am not coming alone. A good friend of mine, Daniel, has decided to travel with me, but I have forbidden him to stay. He's a muggle and does not know of our world so I will say my good byes to him at a local muggle hotel, then head on towards Hogwarts. I hope this is not an inconvenience, but he is somewhat comforted that he'll be able to see me safely here.
Hopefully we will speak when I arrive, until then cheers.
Harry James Potter'"
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The room was silent as Dumbledore finished reading the letter, after a moment Ron spoke quietly.
"Bloody hell. Just bloody hell." Hermione placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. Draco shook himself out of his surprise and disbelief, frantically thinking of a nasty comment.
"Damn, just when you think you've finally gotten rid of the bastard! He just keeps coming back! Does the Great Harry Potter never die?" Ron started to get up but Hermione held him down, even though it looked like she really didn't want to. Dumbledore just nodded before catching himself and plastering a twinkling smile on his face.
"Well, I image you all have things you need to think about, I'll let you go now. I as well have things to set up for when Harry arrives." Weasley and Granger nodded before getting up and leaving. But Draco hung back.
"Sorry sir, but I don't see how that affects me, other than giving me a headache."
"All I know is I'd prefer to told before hand if an old….friend of mine was going to be working with me in the near future."
"What are you talking about?"
"Harry of course! He'll need a job, and a home, not just a place to stay, and as you know, Mr. Rooks just left the post of Professor for Defense Against the Dark Arts. I must say its all very convenient! But then again, Godric always did look after the ones he liked. Now, Mr. Malfoy, we should all do our part in making Harry feel welcome when he arrives, so I must ask you to hold your tongue. At least until he settles down." Draco nodded stiffly and headed once more towards the door.
"Oh, and Malfoy, the zippers in the back of the robes; just thought you ought to know."
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Harry leaned his forehead against the cool glass of the air plane window and listened to Daniel's quiet breathing. 'I never should have let Daniel come. He'll worry himself sick.' A young woman stopped by their seats and silently waved at the drinks and food on her trolley. Harry shook his head before glancing at the sleeping Daniel. The woman looked Harry up and down, before noticing Daniel and his clasped hands. She blushed and pushed the cart ahead, only glancing back every now and then. Harry couldn't help but grin, even if Daniel and himself were only friends. He felt Daniels grip tighten and looked over at him. Daniel was awake and staring at Harry in a way that always made Harry very uncomfortable.
"You've haven't smiled in a long time Harry. It's good to see it again, if only for a moment." Harry squeezed Daniels hand back before reclining his chair and trying to sleep. 'Damnable planes, damnable insomnia, and damnable lumpy chairs!' Daniel reclined be side Harry and turned to face him. "You should get something to eat Harry."
"I'm fine Daniel. I'm fine." Daniel looked skeptical but kept his opinion to himself for once. "Come on! We're on our way to England. Try to think of happier thoughts." Daniel nodded and gazed at Harry for a few minutes before closing his eyes and sighing contentedly. Harry shook his head and closed his eyes, before falling asleep as well.
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Hermione paced. She always paced when she was feeling a strong emotion. Ron sat on his bed and watched her, before deciding to interrupt before she wore a whole in the carpet.
"Come on Mione, lets go to dinner now. Harry won't arrive for a little while, we should eat." Mione nodded slowly and Ron took her hand before walking out of his rooms and heading towards the Great Hall.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the two love birds. You'll be popping out kids in no time if you're not careful Granger. Oh God! Bad images! So many bad images!" Blaise Zabini, Professor of Care of Magical Creatures, said loudly. After Hagrid died in the war a stream of temps had passed through before Dumbledore had finally found Zabini.
"Oh shut up Zabini! Like you haven't pictured Ron naked a million times."
"Ew. I'd blow Dumbledore before I'd imagine Weasley naked!"
"Hey! Hello! Standing right here!"
"Be quiet Weasley, I wasn't speaking to you."
"Oh yes mighty and great one!"
"Finally, he learns his place!"
"Shut up Your Royal High Ass, or I'll make you!"
"Oh yes! I'm terrified of the big purple carrot! Help me! Help me!"
"Oh very funny, Zabini, did you think of that all by yourself?" Hermione joined in.
"Why yes I did, thank you Granger."
"You're so smart Zabini, just so you understand, that was sarcasm."
"You're real funny Weasel. You know, you should go on the road, and with Granger's face as the freak show you'll be famous in no time!"
"That's it!" Hermione grabbed Ron's arm and tugged him back.
"Oh stop it, both of you! We're supposed to be adults here! Lets try to act like that's true! Now we're heading to dinner Zabini, we've no time to waste on the likes of you." Hermione turned and walked away, dragging Ron behind her.
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A/N-REVIEW! Sooooo…….What do you think? I'M SO SORRY HAGRID PASSED AWAY, BUT IT WAS NECESSARY TO THE PLOT. Do you see where I'm heading with this? There's something BIG that's going to happen soon. I'm not sure if it's the 3 chapter or the 4 but it's soon, and I sort of used a little foreshadowing in this chapter. Hope you enjoyed the insults, I love writing them, lol.
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