So this turn of events happened after reading an angsty, lengthy fanfiction and I was fed up with waiting for kissy kissy Harry/Draco. So I satisfied myself with this chapter...the show of power is just for fun --- I love it when people power trip...Remember nothing is as it seems:P

James

Harry Potter and the Universal Truth

Chapter Three - Hogwarts Shards are Falling Down

Harry awoke the next morning to a sharp and radical view of the world. There was no luxurious stretching or sighs of contentment. Simple, unadulterated anger lanced its way through his brain, down his spine, to crackle at the ends of his nerves.

'The nerve of Draco. After all the years of slandering my parents' names, he sends me a picture of them. Framed even. What the hell is he playing at?' Harry thought as he threw the covers back violently and strode over to his trunk.

The world around him snapped into focus as the lid of his trunk flew open and his clothes flew threw the air and onto his body of their own accord. The windows began to shudder as they burst open letting in a swirl of warm summer wind, blowing his fellow Gryfindors out of their beds.

'Blimey Harry, what's going on?' Ron asked from his spot on the floor.

'Nothing Ron' He glared.

'You look awful mate'

'Thanks for stating the obvious Ronald' Harry growled as his four-poster bed bent and cracked before it fell unceremoniously into a heap on the ground.

'Harry, you need to calm down. What's going on?' Seamus asked recovering from his jarring awakening.

'I need…' Harry started before the thought hit him.

The door of the dormitory flew open with a bang as he stalked from the room, robes billowing from the unleashing of raw magic. The other Gryfindors sat dumbly before throwing on their clothes and chasing after their 'obviously insane' (as Neville Longbottom stated) friend.

By the time, Harry got to the Great hall windows began to shatter, shards falling dramatically to the floor.

The entire room silenced in an instant as he entered. Professor McGonagall rose from her chair preparing to circumvent a dangerous situation before Professor Rachael put a calming hand on her shoulder and pushed her gently back into her seat.

Meanwhile Harry continued across the hall, the wooden tables groaning and creaking in response to the magical disturbance. He marched right up to the Slytherin table and saw Draco Malfoy already standing up.

It happened in a matter of seconds. He had roughly grabbed the blonde's shoulders and begun shaking him.

"What is it you're playing at?' He yelled as the enchanted ceiling above turned rapidly into a thundering storm.

The silver grey eyes looked at him, showing him an unprecedented sincerity. Like a blue sky after a summer storm, Harry's anger cleared, leaving hurt and confusion in its wake.

Draco leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "A lot's happened Harry.".

Taking a deep breath Harry spoke, 'You have some explaining to do'.

Draco nodded his head. He was shocked when he felt soft lips against his own.

He began to respond, lips sliding over Harry's in a sign of reconciliation, before they broke. Looking around they realized they were not the only people in the room.

Students and teachers alike looked wide-eyed at the two amidst a ground of shattered glass and upturned chairs and place settings.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," Harry mumbled to Draco as Professor Rachael got up from her seat.

With a wave of her hand, the shards of glass lifted as if time was turned backwards and moved into place in the window panes above, molding together into perfect glass slates. Chairs righted themselves and pushed behind students who fell dumbly back into them; place settings rose from the ground and landed on the table in an orderly fashion. The sky above cleared into a bright and sunny picture as if nothing had ever happened. Except that, the students and teachers who had witnessed it broke into hysterics. Some cat called in support while others gossiped. Many Gryffindor and Slytherin students protested loudly.

The Headmistress gave Harry a knowing wink and sat back down to continue eating.

Harry turned to the Slytherin incredulously, "She's going to act like it never happened?'

'Looks like you're her golden boy too' Draco laughed.

The pure-blood received a glare in return before it's owner stated agitatedly, 'Well I'm going to be the Boy-Who-Died if we don't get out of here quickly.'

Draco then noticed two very angry people rushing towards Harry, one cursing and one firing questions like a mad woman.

'Uh Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise and Pansy are coming too.' Harry said pointing.

With that, they shared a look before separating in order to take care of damage control.

'What was I thinking? This was so not a good idea' Harry panicked as Hermione and Ron dragged him out of the Great Hall and into a disserted corridor.

"Harry…" Hermione started but stopped, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation.

"Of all the inexplicable things, this really beats them all. Just what was going through your head?" She continued.

"Harry! He's BLOODY Malfoy. What the hell is going on! You're kissing him? I think I've gone mental!'

"Ronald just, be quiet for a minute," Hermione scolded, before turning to Harry expectantly.

Harry sighed, feeling the pressure of his their gazes bearing down on him. So he launched into the story of the photo, why he lied when Ron had asked about it, the train incident with Ginny. He explained everything up until the conclusion of the Great Hall incident. By the time he finished he was shaking slightly.

'Harry you haven't really explained much. From what I've got of it, Malfoy sends you a… sentimental birthday present which for unknown reasons to yourself you found very touching, you lie to us about it when it slips out of your bag on the train, shortly after Malfoy tries to talk to you in the corridor on the train, from that point on you can't get him out of your head and now you storm into the great hall and kiss him? What part of this did I miss…because I'm thoroughly confused?" Hermione concluded.

"And that's saying something mate" Ron added.

"I really wish I knew Hermione…" He muttered.

The three shared an awkward silence in the dimly lit corridor. Even though they had each other they were alone with their own thoughts. Troubling as the situation was they ended up rushing to Transfiguration where Harry was sure he'd receive a private lecture on code of conduct.