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The Black Knights

Chapter One: A Disagreeable Plan

"NO WAY!" Harry all but yelled at Dumbledore. They were in Dumbledore's study and it was the day before they were due to go home for the summer. "Harry…" Dumbledore said in a firm tone that told Harry he was not going to win any arguments this time round.

"No." Harry said again stubbornly. "Sir I can't." "This is not open for discussion Harry." Dumbledore said firmly.

Harry glared at Dumbledore but couldn't hold it long enough to make it seem real and gave up.

"Isn't there any other way around this sir?" Harry asked desperately. "No there is not. And to be frank I would have thought that the chance to do something for the order would appeal to you."

Harry glared again but it had no ill intent behind it. For as much as Dumbledore annoyed him and had kept things from him for Harry Dumbledore was one of the only father figures he had ever known.

Harry loved and respected him too much to wish him any ill intent even in an argument but what he was asking was still impossible in Harry's opinion and if there were any other way around it he would take it.

If even just on the principle.

"How do you even know that he'll agree to it?" Harry demanded. "Just because he was forced to leave home does not mean he does not mean us ill intent."

"All too true."

"Then why make him come with me the one person he probably hates more than most." Harry thought about it and then said, "And besides the Wards on the house would only protect me wouldn't they?" Harry had been sure that was the case but if Dumbledore was suggesting this perhaps it wasn't the case.

"Well yes. The blood magic yes it would only protect you. But I have since fortified the wards and you will both be safe there."

Harry nodded and then stopped. He was not agreeing to this!

"Sir I still say this is a bad idea. We hate each other and more than that he hates muggles. In case you've forgotten sir, I live with the strictest of all muggles on the planet. Surely there is another way."

Dumbledore looked at Harry. He could see all Harry's arguments were fairly accurate in fact they were brilliant and all true but Harry had forgotten about one very important factor.

At that moment there was a knock on the door and Dumbledore said, "Enter."

The door opened and the person Harry had been talking about entered the room. "Ahh Draco." Dumbledore said kindly. "Please come in."

Draco edged into the room. Being here made him feel uneasy. He had just about betrayed the people in this room and yet he could see no ill intent coming from Dumbledore.

Harry was another matter. His eyes still said he didn't trust him but he didn't shout insults as soon as Draco came into view.

He knew that Harry would never trust him easily and for Draco this was something familiar in a world where everything had changed.

Draco didn't know where everything had gone so wrong. Perhaps it was because he had realised he would never be able to do the things Lucius, his own father, and Lord Voldemort asked of him.

He made one mistake and his father threw him in the dungeons under his own house.

He hadn't realised Harry had been captured already. He had lived in a cocoon of pain for two weeks prior to that and he knew nothing.

But then Harry had somehow managed to escape and he would never forget the absolute shock he had felt when Harry had insisted that Draco come too. And although he would never admit it he was impressed, even awed, by Harry's extensive magic.

He hadn't realised Harry could apperate. He hadn't passed his test the first time round and Harry was underage but he could still apperate. And he had got them out of there.

Draco regarded the headmaster and then did as he asked. Unfortunately that meant that sitting next to Harry.

"You wanted to speak with me sir?" Draco asked. He felt strange. He never liked Dumbledore and he had never approved of his methods but he realised that Dumbledore was his only hope of remaining safe so he had to do as he said.

"That I did Draco." Dumbledore said smiling. "Would you like a lemon drop?" "A what?" Draco asked "they're a muggle sweet I'm rather fond of." Draco sneered despite himself.

"No sir." Then after a moment he added, "Thank-you." Dumbledore shrugged offered one to Harry who after a slight hesitation declined and then took one himself.

"So my boys one could say you had a rather eventful end of term." Dumbledore wasn't laughing but his eyes were. The humour was lost on Draco.

But evidently not on Harry. Harry, himself had been around Dumbledore to know how he worked. This was simply his way of keeping the situations calm. And despite it seeming strange Harry knew how well it could work.

"You could say that." Harry said. Draco did not say anything he just wanted to get this damn meeting over with and get back to his rooms.

Dumbledore smiled and clapped his hands together and said, "Draco it has come to my attention that you will need a place to say this summer." Draco was indeed homeless since his and Harry's escape from Malfoy Manor and he was scared that for the first time he did not know what his future held.

Draco didn't know what else to do so he nodded. "I have found you a place to live." "It bloody won't work." Harry cut in. but said nothing more when Dumbledore looked at him.

"Really sir?" Draco was surprised. Wasn't that going way above the call of being a headmaster of a school.

"That I have Draco that I have."

Draco couldn't help but shoot a glance at Harry whose face, at the mention of this, had turned to almost thunder.

If Harry didn't like this then Draco was certainly not to like it. He knew that for sure. Harry was Dumbledore's man through and through. He had never seen them disagreeable towards each other so this certainly couldn't be good.

Draco was not going to like this!

"I believe the safest place for you to go is with Harry this summer."

Silence met this statement and Harry's face seemed to just get darker. But Draco couldn't believe it.

Dumbledore must have finally lost it because there was no way he was about to agree to that kind of stupidity. "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" He screamed, "NO WAY IN HELL AM I DOING THAT!"

"See?" Harry said with triumph in his voice. "This will not work professor you must see that it won't." He said with almost a pleading tone. He hated summers as it was, but, spending a whole summer with Draco Malfoy on top that just seemed too much to bare.

But Dumbledore simply shook his head. "Draco will be safe with you and it is the best we can do."

"The best we can do?" Draco screeched. "I'd rather take my chances with the damn Death Eaters than go anywhere near muggles."

Harry shot him a filthy look. "Oh yeah because muggles are really going to cause your death Draco." He sneered.

"Muggles are…" But what Muggles were Draco couldn't say exactly everything about them was totally different from him. They were ignorant, unknowing fools who had no concept of magic.

"They're not all that different from you." Harry said looking at him. Draco bristled at that. "I am nothing like a muggle."

"What, because you're a Pure Blood?" Harry sneered.

"What's so good about being a Pure Blood? You don't have any extra powers. I'm half and I can still do all the things you can do. All that's different between me and you is your jumped up sense of importantance."

"Well at least I've not got a Mudblood for a mother." Draco retorted. But he knew he had gone to far.

Harry was on his feet in an instant with his wand aimed at Draco's throat. "Haven't you learned enough to know that it's you Pure Blood freaks that cause the bother?" Harry snarled his eyes flashing emerald fire.

"My mother was a good witch and she died for me. It didn't matter that she was a muggle born at the end all that mattered was that she loved me. I'd love to see your mother or father doing that for you!"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Dumbledore thundered.

Draco had never seen Dumbledore so angry and jumped a foot in the air in the face of his wrath. Harry however showed no emotion what so ever.

He simply looked at Dumbledore and removed his wand from Draco's throat and sat back down again.

Draco rubbed his throat despite himself and sat down gingerly. He hadn't realised Harry was that fast. What the hell had happened to this guy in the last year?

More importantly how had he missed it? Harry had still been around and still been so easy to manipulate but now Draco didn't think he'd dare do anything of the sort.

"I know neither of you like this idea." Dumbledore said after he was sure they were settled again.

No damn kidding! Draco thought bitterly. What the hell had he done to ask for this? All he had ever wanted was to make his father proud and look where that had got him. Absolutely nowhere.

The worst place he could ever imagine. Going to live with muggles. He shuddered at the prospect.

Dumbledore looked over his half moon spectacles at both the boys neither of them would meet his gaze or grace him with an answer.

Which seemed to be what he had been expecting.

"But times are getting Dark and it is your best interests to co-operate with each other." He continued in a firm tone that told them nothing else was going to happen.

So for the last time, Draco you will join Harry at the Dursely's for the first part of the summer. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir." They both nodded but neither was pleased about it. Though what Draco really couldn't figure out was, which of them it was.

Harry seemed just as put out by this as Draco was.

Maybe they had more in common than he thought and then he got rid of that thought as soon as he thought about it.

He and Harry were nothing alike. It was simply they both hated the situiton they were in.

This plan whether it be in their best interests or not was not one they wanted to put into action and as Draco looked up at Harry he realised he really was going to have to be careful

Shit,

This was going to be long summer. Starting with this disagreeable plan.

Forget disagreeable.

It was total bullshit.

But like Dumbledore said, it was all he had.

Draco shook his head.

The world had to have gone insane. He was agreeing with Dumbledore. Oh God! This really was going to be one hell along summer…