A/N- Wow, sorry for the wait. Here's chapter six.

Warning- I don't own HP. I do own the plot, Rory, Jai, and Daniel however. Sam you can have when I'm done with him. This is slash, but it is NOT m-preg.

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Chapter 6 Of Cigarette Smoke And Pixy Sticks

Daniel looked down at the dark brown ball of fur he was cradling in his arms, and swore he was going to hex Blaise the first chance he got. When Zabini had approached him about helping out with his Care of Magical Creatures classes, Daniel was somewhat hesitant. He still couldn't help but wonder if it was a ploy to get him alone. In the month since Harry and he arrived, Zabini had continuously been hounding him about a date. Daniel shook his head and looked up to watch Blaise as he talked to a class of Hufflepuffs and Slytherins. Zabini's face was animated and smiling. Daniel couldn't help but think how handsome he was, especially when he smiled. Just then Blaise glanced up and met Daniels gaze. He gave him a huge grin before winking and turning back to his class.

Later that day, after all the COMC classes had left, Blaise badgered Daniel into helping him return the Three legged Spoonackers to the Forbidden Forest.

"You're beautiful, you know that right?" Daniel rolled his eyes but refused to meet Zabini's gaze.

"Yes. You've only told me a thousand times today!"

"Well then, I only have a million more times to go. You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're absolutely fucking gorgeous!"

"Language Mr.Zabini! I expected better of you." Blaise snorted and walked closer to Daniel.

"You know, you really shouldn't expect anything from me. I'm a bad man, Daniel. A bad, bad Slytherin." It was Daniel's turn to snort as he spun to face the slightly taller man behind him.

"Oh yeah, Zabini. Talk dirty to me." Daniel ignored the flutter in his stomach when he heard Blaise laugh.

"Anything you want. Though I'd rather put my mouth to better use….." Suddenly Daniel realized how close they were standing. Just when he went to turn away, Zabini gently grabbed his arm. "Daniel, when are you going to go on that date you promised me?"

"When I feel like it. Which at the moment is getting farther and farther away." Zabini growled in the back of his throat.

"Why do you keep doing this? Make up your mind, are you going to flirt with me or ignore me? Don't do both! Why can't you just admit you like me? It's not hard, Daniel. Just say, 'Blaise, I like you. I like your hot body and sensual brown eyes, you thick auburn hair, your long…"

"Zabini…."

"Call me Blaise."

"Fine Blaise, look I just don't think….."

"I know you don't think. Look, if this about Potter, I have a few things I think we need to talk about becau…"

"It's not Harry, alright! My sister died just five months ago, my twin sister, and I'm still trying to put my life back together. Now all this, this magic stuff happens, and Harry's in the hospital wing from some curse and…..and…." Daniel started to tear up and angrily wiped the salty streaks from his face.

"Hey, hey, it's alright, baby. Calm down, its okay." Blaise pulled the quietly crying man into his arms and rubbed his back slowly. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. It'll be alright, I here, Shh, go ahead and cry." Daniel balled his fists in Blaise's robs and pressed his face to the warm skin he found peaking above the collar.

"Come on, let's get you inside." Blaise supported Daniel as they walked toward the castle, Daniel gently resting his head on Blaise's shoulder. He was tired and so worn, he just wanted to sleep.

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Draco needed a drink. But then again he always needed a drink at this time of night. He glanced at the magical clock floating around the room and winced. It was only 1:12. His shift was almost over. Draco didn't want to leave, he didn't want to go back to his cold dungeon rooms and dream about Harry. He'd rather sit here in the cool hospital wing and watch Harry as he slept through yet another day. He'd been out for a week, and Madame Pomfrey was beginning to get nervous. Harry would whimper or cry out every now and then, but other wise he just laid there, looking like a fallen angel, cast down from heaven. Draco watched the moon light playing over Harry's long lashes, high cheek bones, and full lips. He wanted to sit up and kiss those plush red lips until they bruised. He thought back over the month that Harry had been there. After their original confrontation they hadn't really spoken, though Draco had noticed Harry smiling at him every now and then.

Draco turned to make sure they were alone, just Harry and himself. He then moved to sit on the edge of Harry's bed and played with his hand gently. He quietly began to speak. He'd been doing this all week, when ever he had his shift. He would wait until everyone left, and then quietly talk to Harry, about…..well about everything really. Draco talked about what he had been doing since Harry had run away six years ago, what happened to the Order after Harry left and basically just talked. He had avoided talking about what had prompted Harry's get away though, thinking that it would just depress them both, that is if Harry could hear him. But he had promised himself he would finally talk to Harry about that night.

"I honestly don't know how to start. Um, well, I know you feel uncomfortable talking about what happened before you left, but I feel that the topic must be addressed. When I approached you that night six years ago and asked to talk to you alone, I truthfully didn't expect us to end up….to end up making love." Draco paused to take a few deep breaths. "I realize that you believe you are straight, or you thought so the last time I asked. Harry, I may not have expected us to have that night together, but I have never once in six years regretted it. I, I had been in love with you for maybe two years before I finally got up the courage to ask you for help getting away from my father, getting away from V-Voldemort and his dark mark. But didn't you ever wonder why I suddenly decided to switch sides? I had honestly hoped we could be like normal teenage kids after the war was finished. That's why I came up to you that night, to talk, to talk about having a future together. But I suppose I frightened to away, I let things get out of control and I got carried away. I wanted you so bad, but I wanted ALL of you, not just your body, and not just for one night." Draco paused again as he heard footsteps. He waited a few seconds after they passed to begin talking again.

"I don't expect you to miraculously wake up and be in love with me. That would be stupid, but I just thought……I thought that maybe we could take it slow. Do what we never got the chance to back then. I want to buy you roses and open doors for you. I want to feel nervous for our first real date, I want to kiss you and hold you, and I sound really corny right now! But it's true. I want to be able to eventually call you my boyfriend, and hold hands and tickle you, and I want to memorize every detail about you. I want to, so I can love even more. Wake up Harry. Wake up for me, please." Draco gently pressed his lips to Harry's before sliding off the bed and giving Harry's hand one last squeeze. He turned when he heard the door open and Granger walked in with the Weasel not far behind.

"How is he?" Hermione asked as she walked past him to check on Harry.

"How do you think he is? The same as last night, and the night before."

"Look Malfoy, I know you're worried, but so are we."

"Don't pretend to understand how I feel, Granger. You wouldn't understand."

"Now you sound like Harry." Hermione jumped when a wheezing snort came from the bed behind her. She spun around; the others close on her heels.

"Harry? Harry can you hear me?"

"People in America can hear you Mione." Came the throaty reply. Hermione clasped her hands together as tears filled her eyes'. Ron pulled her into a hug and they laughed with relief. Draco just stood there, beside the bed and waited for Harry to acknowledge him. Harry slowly lifted his eyes and met Draco's silver ones. Draco wasn't sure how long they just watched each other in relief and hidden joy before Harry broke the spell.

"You're not opening doors for me, and that's final." Draco was confused for a moment before breaking into a silly grin and kissing Harry's hand. "Now, will someone please tell me what's going on?"

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Severus flicked his cigarette away into the dark night, watching the dim red flame streak through the air before disappearing into the darkness below the balcony. He heard Remus quietly walk up behind him and turned. Remus just stood there waiting for Severus to talk. He was slightly chilly in his silk sleep pants and t-shirt, but tried to ignore the shivers. Severus obviously saw them despite Remus' wishes. Snape pulled Remus towards him and rapped him up in his jacket so their bodies were pressed together.

"There's something wrong, something bad in Slytherin. I can feel it, a growing evil, and one that I have felt for a while now. I do not know where the feeling comes from, but it is getting stronger." Remus nodded against Severus' chest.

"Do you have any idea's what its source could be?"

"No, I've no clue. But I can feel it expanding, like now. It's gathering, and I don't even want to think about what's going to happen when it finally shows itself. Maybe….maybe you should leave for a while."

"I'm not leaving you here alone, Severus. Especially now with the whole evil in the dungeons thing. No way, I'm staying and there's nothing you can do about it."

"Alright Remus, I respect your decision, even if I think it's stupid."

"Oh shut up Sevy. Now let's get inside so you fuck me. I'm cold." Severus laughed and propelled Remus towards the balcony doors, his worries almost forgotten.

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Jai fiddled with the t-shirt he was wearing. It was too big, but very comfortable. He was wearing one of Rory's shirts and his boxers as he watched the Wizard National News on WBM. He was trying not to think about how angry Sam was going to be about him never telling Sam where he was. He had asked Rory numerous times but he had always come up with an excuse. Rory was sitting on his left, seemingly absorbed in the news.

"Are you alright?" Jai jumped slightly as Rory's voice broke the comfortable silence in the room.

"Yes, I'm fine, just, you know, nervous." Rory gently rubbed Jai's back and pushed a few strands of hair behind his ear.

"Don't be nervous, pet. We're not doing anything stressful. Just watching the news, then going to sleep."

"I know, I'm just to wound up. I mean I've been staying with you for a week now. I've only seen Sam in passing, and I can tell he's worried and mad. Maybe I should…."

"Jai, it's alright. I'm a prefect, your fine staying here. Besides, Sam doesn't need to know every move you make."

"I guess not." Jai rested his head on Rory's chest and he ran his hand through Jai's soft golden hair.

"Come on, let's go to bed. Everything will seem so much easier in the morning."

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Karen Plunket walked towards the astronomy tower doors. She was supposed to meet her boyfriend there twenty minutes ago. Pushing the door open she paused as the darkness swept out to meet her.

"Hello, Karen. You're late."

"Yes, I'm sorry doll. I was at a prefects meeting."

"Yes of course. Could you come here please? There's something I must tell you."

"Of course." Karen walked across the dark room towards the shadow that was her boyfriend. When she was close enough, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

"No one lies to me Karen. I hate a liar." Karen gasped as his hands closed around her throat. No one heard her muffled scream.

"PLEASE STOP SAM."

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Blaise was walking through the entrance hall when the doors banged open, the wind speeding through the hall whipping his around his face and tugging at his clothes. Finally the doors clanged shut again and Blaise open his eyes. Standing in the middle of the Hall was a very handsome twenty something, wizard. He was dressed in something Blaise's grandfather would wear and was blinking intelligently at Blaise.

"Who the bloody hell are you?" The man tilted his head and answered in a deep, rich voice.

Godric Gryffindor, of course."

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A/N-That took forever to post. I'm so sorry for the wait. Well, here's chapter 6. What do you think? REVIEW PLEASE!

The sneak preview I promised from 'Look What You've Done' will be at the end of the next chapter. I can't put it one this one because I just wrote this chapter on my boyfriends computer and I don't have MY files on here. Sorry, but definitely next time.

PLEASE REVIEW. I'll love you forever. Cheers Aubrey