Title: Reforging old bonds

Pairing: future drarry, implied Remus x Severus

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summery: Harry grows up as Remus and Severus' son, spending school hours at Hecate's school; for young witches and wizards. Despite the slight difference in their ages his guardians arrange play dates with both the Malfoy heir, Draco who is Severus' other godson and the Longbottom heir, Neville.

Notes: This is a true prequel to Bound to you and traces the growth of Draco and Harry's relatiionship from childhood friends to lovers.

Chapter 10

That evening was Harry's first Quidditch lesson…

With Draco angry with him it was hard to focus and he was extremely morose…

Hermione and Ron tried desperately to lift his spirits with Colin piping up.

Dean and Seamus were in their own world as usual.

Draco…

His friend wouldn't speak to him at all. When they passed in the hall he was ignored.

His teachers chided him for his lack of attention but Harry didn't care.

Hermione copying her notes for him didn't make it any better.

Ron spent the entire walk between classes commenting about how Slytherins couldn't be trusted and wasn't Draco's father a Death Eater?

Harry did know that there were Death Eaters but not much about them except that his parents' supposed friend had been one or that his godfather's cousin who was also Aunt Narcissa and Aunt Annie's sister Bellatrix who killed Sirius had been one.

Harry finished his last class and made his way to his family's apartment.

XoooooX

Remus had Draco in his last class of the day, he watched Draco all class.

His bonded's godson and their adopted son's best friend brooded the entire period and his note taking was automatic but his mind was elsewhere.

He'd seen how Harry took Draco's reaction and he was not pleased.

Draco didn't hear the bell at first and then mechanically began to pack up his things.

"Mr. Malfoy you will stay after class."

Draco blinked at him, "What? Oh…yes Professor Lupin-Prince."

Remus stepped toward the Second Year and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Draco what's wrong?"

"I'm just mad." The Slytherin grumbled.

"About what?"

"I begged and pleaded to be on the team last year but I was told I couldn't until this year."

Remus knew that wasn't the whole truth, "Continue."

"I can't believe he didn't tell me!" Draco stomped.

"He didn't want you to know. He knew you'd be angry. He knew how much you wanted to fly last year. He doesn't want to do this anymore then we want to let him. He's right that he's being blackmailed into it. Minerva just wants to win over Slytherin. She was once a talented Chaser herself. Her mother was a Captain. It's a bit of a family tradition if she hadn't been widowed she might have had a child to continue the legacy but her brothers. They played with James and Sirius." Remus shook his head, "You've never fought before. You're pouting and Harry is crushed."

"It's not fair." Draco whinged.

"Life isn't fair. The sooner you realize that the better. Do this right. Try out for the Slytherin team. You want to fly as a Seeker wow Flint at Tryouts. He'll put you on the team I'm sure. Be his friend, he still needs you."

Draco grumbled, "I'll think about it."

XoooooX

Draco stormed to his bed in the Dungeons. He threw himself on his bed and fumed.

Harry had been afraid to tell him? Harry didn't want to fly?

The look on Harry's face this morning haunted him. It was painful to remember…

He hurt Harry…

Why had he done that?

This wasn't fair! Just because his parents were heroes and his father was a Quidditch player Harry had been forced onto the Team?

Why hadn't Dumbledore protested?

Right because the foolish old man was a Gryffindor…

Draco punched his pillow in frustration.

Slytherin's Cauldron! Why?

As if things between them weren't hard enough Harry was getting preferential treatment despite his dads declaration to treat him in class the same as any other student.

Like it was Harry's duty to live up to his dead birth parents!

Lily and James Potter had no influence on the person Harry was. It was his godfather and his bonded that raised him; Harry was more their son then the Potters.

So the Potters managed to kill the Dark Lord and ended the threat that he might have posed.

His father hadn't been a willing follower and got off because he'd been a spy for James Potter because of Uncle Sev. He'd helped James and Lily come up with a way to defeat him.

It wasn't fair to be labelled the Son of a Death Eater…

Sure others got off like Mille, Theo, Vince, Greg, and Giselle's fathers mostly because of masks and his father had no problem telling on the likes of Bellatrix but not on his own friends.

His godfather was never a Death Eater…

Draco wanted be a brave man like his godfather.

To stand up to someone like Bellatrix Lestrange and refuse to serve a Dark Lord took guts.

He just had to get around to apologising…

XoooooX

Harry was handed his broom which was under a notice-me-not charm and told to hurry to the pitch for his lesson after sharing dinner with his family..

He plodded along to the Pitch not noticing his shadow.

"Hi ya Harry." Oliver called out.

Harry waved at the captain, casting a finite to end the notice-me-not charm.

"I have a basket of stones with spongifying charms on them. I'm going to toss them at you and I want you to catch them."

Harry nodded.

The basket hung from the handle on Oliver's broom almost obscenely.

Oliver led him into the sky and then began hurling a stone every three minutes

Harry caught a good amount of the stones at least 85% of those hurled by the Gryffindor captain. It was difficult but with the spongifying charm but it meant that if he got hit they only bounced.

Oliver called it quits when it was too dark to see the stones and Harry ended up hit more often then he caught.

Harry headed in alone and left Oliver behind.

XoooooX

Draco uncast his notice-me-not charm and reached for Harry's shoulder.

The smaller boy jumped.

"Hush." Draco said quietly.

Harry turned his eyes shimmering with tears, "Are you still mad at me?"

Draco shook his head, "More like disappointed. I thought we could tell each other anything."

Harry swallowed, "I was sure you'd be mad."

"I was only mad because I heard from a Hufflepuff and not from you."

"How did you hear from a Hufflepuff?"

"A member of the Quidditch team, one of Dora's teammates was complaining about it." Draco shrugged. "They weren't very nice about it. Zacharias said that it was because your dad is a former Gryffindor that you had a reward rather then a punishment."

"Malfoy!"

Draco twitched, pressing Harry's hand, "You're very good. I'm proud of you. Don't think I'll cut you slack because we're friends."

Then he hurried off.

XoooooX

Harry sighed.

Oliver jogged up to him, "You alright? Did Malfoy do anything?"

Harry shook his head.

"Well let's head back then." Oliver nodded.

"I've got to stop at my dad's apartment and give the broom back." Harry shook his head.

"Well at least let me walk you to the dungeon stairs. You be careful with Malfoy. He threw a fit about not being allowed to play."

"He's alright." Harry sighed. "He's papa's godson."

"If you say so." Oliver said dubiously.

Was everyone out to keep him and Draco from being friends? They'd been friends most of their lives. Why should being in different Houses keep them apart when it hadn't kept his dads apart?

At least papa and dad had it easier; they at least had the same classes because they were in the same year. He and Draco didn't have that luxury…

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