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Chapter 4

"It's Harry Potter!" The whispers that assailed him as he entered the ministry building, The Death Eater was in custody already and he was going to be in an audience with the Minster of Magic himself. Malfoy pressed his hand in the small of his back.

"I can't distinguish anyone." The Slytherin muttered.

"I don't want to be here." Harry said.

"Well, hopefully they won't slap shackles on me." Draco replied irritably.

"The minister will see you." An excited witch said from the door. Harry smiled nervously at her and swallowed hard as they walked in. A beaming Minister, his hair, accent, the smile…

"Seamus Finnigan?" Harry stared at him in disbelief.

"Aye. Surprise!" old friend said with a larger grin. Harry glanced at Malfoy who had a frown on his face.

"And of course, Mr. Malfoy, who I could of sworn was dead." Seamus eyes grazed over Draco's demeaner.

"He did save me life." Harry jumped in

"I can handle this Potter." Draco snapped

"Yes he can handle himself, Though he has his own past to account for." Seamus grin had faded, his face was grim. Harry felt Draco stiffen next to him, he tilted his chin up in defiance.

"His grievances were cleared, he's never been in league with the Dark Lord." Harry jumped in. Seamus stared at Harry for a minute.

" Potter would you—"

"Harry you never change. I'll let the dust settle before I send you an owl for a trial against Zabine." Seamus dismissed them both and Harry gave a soft sigh of relief, however the minute they got outside of the ministry building and setting up their apparition points Malfoy whirled on him, indignant anger stamped across his face.

"I do not need you to protect me." He snarled. Harry took a step back.

"I didn't…I'm sorry…" He muttered looking away.

"I can take of myself I have been for the last three years and if you don't mind—"

"Harry!"

The Gryffindor saw Hermione bounding out of nowhere and hugging him. Ron came more slowly eyeing Malfoy with distaste.

"What's he doing here?" He asked, nodding towards the Slytherin. Harry bristled but Draco responded.

"Oh so sorry to intrude, but I was here first having a very important discussion with Mr. Potter."

Ron's ears turned red with anger.

"Filthy bastard." He muttered.

"Ron that's enough." Harry said detangling himself from Hermione. She looked over at the Slytherin,

"How long have you been living in those apartments?" She asked intently. Malfoy stared past had her shoulder and shrugged

"Not long, I moved in the weekend you both visited Harry."

"Now, I must be going, my cat needs to be fed." With some soft movements with his hands, then pulling out his wand the Slytherin apparated with a soft pop.

"I'm so glad you're alright!" Hermione said once he was gone.

"Yeah, you know me, apparently I can't step out of my house anymore without being attacked by Death Eaters"

"I can't believe that prat—He wouldn't even look at you—How can you be on first name terms…He is such a bastard!" Ron started ranting. Harry looked over at him,

"You didn't know Ron? He's blind."

Hermione gasped and Ron gaped at him.

"Look, I need to go, I better start more spell work if that is going to happen again". With that he apparated leaving both his friends flabbergasted.

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Walking through to his apartment building he looked up to the Draco's room, the light was on. He made his way through the small building and finally went to the door and knocked.

"I've had enough of your company Potter." He heard the snarl from inside. Harry sighed and opened the door anyway.

"Look I'm sorry." Harry said as he walked in. The ex-Slytherin gave him a churlish look.

"So do they know of my lovely condition?" He asked angrily.

"I had to tell them, or Ron wouldn't shut up." Harry snapped just as irately.

"Wonderful more pity." Draco replied acidly.

"You think I only pity you?" Harry asked

"The only reason you'd come back to me is because you pity me and I don't want your pity or anyone's for that matter—"

"Do you want to go flying?" Harry suddenly asked, his arms crossed, amusement on his face at Draco's righteous anger.

"W-What?" Draco asked his head swinging in his direction quickly.

"Do you want to go flying?"

"We're having a discussion and you suddenly out of the blue want to go flying?" Draco said disbelief. Harry scratched his cat behind the ears and grinned.

"Yep."

"You're beyond help."

So, do you wanna go?"

"I can't see anything, how do you expect me to fly!" Draco stormed. Harry grabbed his wrist,

"You don't need to see anything, you just have to feel it. Come on!" Draco didn't struggled as he was yanked down the hallway to Harry's room hearing the door bang open, the buzz of magic as a broom touched his fingertips.

"Ron left his here, I'll let you use the firebolt." Draco felt the power under the wood, he couldn't help but smile.

"You are serious right?" He asked softly.

"Defiantly." Harry said.

"Harry…" Draco started.

"No more talking, come on, the darker it gets the harder it is for me to see." Harry said. Draco smiled, three spells were said in quick succession and they slowly made their way to wherever they were going.

"We've been walking for ten minutes were exactly are we going?" Draco asked

"Since this isn't a big town anyway, there are tons of empty fields and huge parks. I always put a Secrecy spell around whatever field I'm working in, so any muggle's coming by won't have a clue what's going on." Harry explained. He stopped, grabbing Draco's shoulder.

"OK, mount, I'll fall in behind you." Draco felt a small thrill as his hands wrapped firmly around the wood of the magical item, all the spell work in a broom was amazing. A grin formed around his lips and he kicked off laughing. Feeling like a school boy once more. Harry's presence made itself known on his left.

"Do you trust me?" Harry asked into the wind. Draco barely caught the words as the wind swept across his face.

"As far as I can throw you, why?" Draco yelled back. He heard Harry laugh, then a hand grabbed the tip of his broom.

"Do you trust me?" He heard Harry asked much closer now.

"Why—Ahh!" They dove fast and steep. Draco held on as Harry guided the broom down at breakneck speed.

"Pull up with me!" Harry yelled in exhilaration. Draco barely nudged his fingers up and the broom went hurtling towards the sky. They dove and fought and Harry saved him nearly three times from trees before both were utterly exhausted. Lying in a heap on the grass Harry stared up at the stars. Draco nudged him.

"Thanks." the Slytherin said.

"No Problem, that was…different." Harry replied.

"Lets celebrate." Draco said getting up suddenly passing his hands over his eyes for a second then smiling.

"Alright." Harry said with a matching smile.

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TBC

Draco: Now thats what I'm talking about!

Harry: Shut up...I get top next time...

Me: -nosebleed-

Draco: oh dearie..someone get her a tissue...