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.
Chapter 13
The replay of the Gryffindor-Slytherin Quidditch match did include their points minus the ones scored by Marcus nearly illegally so a week after their first attempt at a match.
So they started mostly afresh and Harry was only allowed to fly despite McGonagall's complaints because his papa insisted on flying as the match referee.
Since Draco had broken his broom, Aunt Cissy replaced it with a Nimbus Two Thousand and One.
Yet the match went without incident…
If one ignored that Boyle and Derrick were really gunning for Harry rather then aiming equally for the entire Gryffindor team.
It was over an hour into the postponed match when Harry finally spotted the snitch…
He weaved around Oliver going into a heart-stopping dive.
Draco was late in spotting the snitch but he was soon diving after Harry…
It would have been a funny snitch capture if it wasn't Harry…
Draco's heart stopped for a beat when Harry tumbled off his broom landing on his hands and knees only start coughing and spat out the snitch.
Draco landed leaping off his own broom, rubbing his back ignoring the stadium's reaction.
Slytherin had started to boo loudly while the other three Houses roared at Gryffindor's victory…
Marcus the moron began to protest loudly. "Professor! It shouldn't count! He didn't catch it, the idiot First Year nearly swallowed it!"
Draco glared at him before quietly asking Harry if he was alright.
Oliver Wood's voice sounded gloating, "It's not that bad cousin. It's definitely a legal capture. If you don't believe me, you should read One Thousand and One Awkward Snitch Captures."
"If you want to traumatize him…" Uncle Severus mumbled at first, before speaking up, "It is a legal capture Marcus and the match goes to Gryffindor."
Harry was rushed first by his dad Remus and his sisters Nemia and Artemis…
Uncle Remus had to examine Harry for injuries before he let Artemis and Nemia congratulate him on his win.
Draco glowered when Marcus tried to blame him for not catching the snitch.
The Human Bludgers, Gryffindors twin Beaters Fred and George started crowing about a party in the common room.
Slytherin's team minus Brecc Montague, Adrian Pucey and Draco slunk off.
Brecc and Adrian congratulated Oliver on a well-played game and told him that they hoped that Harry was alright despite nearly choking on the snitch when he captured it.
Adrian was Draco's second cousin due to the fact that Adrian's grandfather Hadrian and Draco's grandmother Ælia Malfoy were siblings.
Montagues and Puceys had been bound by unique ties that weren't found in another pair of families to Draco's knowledge. They nearly always had children born at the same time and each pair were best friends, they also served as godparents to one another's children. Yet they hadn't joined blood together since the mid-1700s when Ariadne Pucey bonded to the first Chadwick Montague.
This was all dutifully recorded in the Almanac d'Foy by the Malfoy family and reprinted every century since the first Lucius Malfoy, the sire of Brutus Malfoy…
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Harry was shaken and he wasn't all together happy about having beaten Draco to the snitch by nearly swallowing the damn thing.
Nor was be pleased when Draco was knocked aside and he was glomped by Hermione and Ron…
"Potter sure showed you who the real Seeker is didn't he Malfoy?" Ron smirked.
Harry gripped Ron's wrist painfully, "Don't talk to Draco like that."
"He is a Malfoy and a Slytherin at that." Ron shrugged.
Harry whispered, "But he's my friend…"
"You could do so much better." Ron said pompously.
Harry flinched, "Go to the silly celebration. I don't feel well. Papa can I stay over?"
Severus nodded, "Sure. Artemis and Nemia can take you back."
"Probably sick because Malfoy was touching him." Ron muttered darkly.
"Are you sure you're alright? Do you need to see Pomfrey?" Hermione asked quietly.
Harry shook his head, "I just want to be with my family…"
He let his sisters lead him away.
He really didn't feel well…
Having Draco insulted and being told he didn't need him when the thought of losing his best friend made him feel…
Like his heart would break and he was essentially not worthy of anyone…
Why did Ron think he had the right to decide who was worthy of being his friend? They'd only known one another a couple of weeks when he'd know Draco his entire life…
How could someone claim to be his friend if they couldn't accept all of his friends?
What was it that his dads said his mother said ages ago when they were all First Years?
Love me; love my friends? Why was that so hard to understand?
Harry was silent as his sisters led him back to Hogwarts and to their family apartment.
He curled up in his old room sans shower holding himself, his face buried in the familiar pillows.
This place felt more like home then Gryffindor Tower…
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Draco really, really did not like Ron Weasley…
He had nothing against the twins, Percy or even the former Seeker/Captain who graduated last year Charlie but he didn't like Ron Weasley…
The boy was uncouth and violent…
Shoving him out of the way and insulting him when they didn't even know one another well enough to have any knowledge into their essential characters.
Couldn't Ron see how mistreating him was hurting Harry?
He liked flying as Seeker, while he resented that Harry was allowed to fly as a First Year when he hadn't been, he didn't blame Harry. He had seen enough of Harry's skill to know that he was better; Draco had no desire to fly professionally.
No more then Charlie Weasley had, rumour had it that at least three teams had made offers but he turned them all down…
Draco had other plans…
Not that his father had asked, Draco was willing be quiet until his father forced the issue of trying to run his life and then, well let the scraps fall where they may.
What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?