Hogwarts

Draco could not believe what a stupid decision he was making. Sure, Hogwarts was more or less more protective than Gringotts, but smuggling Harry in so he could see it? A catastrophe waiting to happen. He could only imagine what Snape was going to say when he found Draco meandering through the hallways with a boy with robes on that didn't even fit him. Harry was in a much better mood than he, as he was the one who begged Draco to come see his school in the first place. And Draco relented, because it was the only thing that could make Harry not be so unhappy. And Draco was a sap. A stupid, bloody sap.

"Remember not to show your scar. I'm serious, Harry." Draco whispered to him as they made their way through one of the few secret passageways that were left after the Carrows had made fit to destroy and cover up most of them. And that was another problem. They weren't the brightest, but they could bother Draco if they felt like it. And that could absolutely not do right now. "I won't. I've been hiding it for the past seven years." Harry joked. Draco was terrified that someone would recognize Harry, even with the scar covered. Harry's bea- deep green eyes were easily recognizable, especially do to his late mother.

Snape would definitely recognize him. Which is why Draco was planning on only showing Harry the parts where Snape made sure not to frequent. Snape was a double agent, but he definitely was on his own agenda sometimes. Much like Draco was, as taking Harry inside Hogwarts before he could learn more defense spells was definitely not part of the deal. Draco's heart turned when he realized this was where Draco would probably die protecting Harry. And Harry would die too, as Snape had told him. Draco swallowed and pushed the thought away. Harry could pull through. Draco knew he could.

Harry was much braver than he was. "Draco! Look!" He whispered, pointing at the paintings as soon as they came out of the portrait passageway. It was a room full of it, and was the main one Draco used to transport himself. The other was used to hide muggleborns. Draco definitely did not want to think about that. "Am I doing that?" Harry asked with wonder. Draco laughed. "Sadly, no. They speak and move on their own accord. Some aren't as nice as others, though. Let's hurry, they aren't as interesting." Draco pulled Harry away as some of the portraits who weren't covered snorted in anger.

"This is crazy!" Harry whispered, louder this time, and Draco knew they were in trouble. Harry had more power exuding from his natural form than Draco liked to think he had charm, and it was only a matter of time before someone noticed them. He was just praying it wouldn't be a Slytherin. He even hoped it would be Weasley to find them, as he could deal with the redhead's harsh glare more than he could deal with a crazy death eater. Harry trailed behind him as he picked up the pace, his robes much longer on him then they should be. They were Draco's, and he wasn't about to ruin them just so Harry could travel in comfort.

Great Hall

Draco mused to himself as Harry looked around the Great Hall with amazement. No one else was there, and Draco had relied on a door being open in order to sneak inside. As the weather changed in the windows, Harry ran around like a small child, even attempting to do wandless spells. Harry didn't realise he wasn't strong enough yet to invent one. "Okay, time to come back. They'll notice before long." Harry obediently ran back, blushing; probably because he knew how much of a excited child he was acting like. Draco smiled, it was hard to be cross at him, even if Draco tried and tried.

"Can we see your favorite class?" Harry asked, perking up as soon as he saw Draco wasn't going to be cross. "My favorite class is often ruined by the teacher." Draco said cryptically, not trying to show Harry Snape. But Harry continued to beg like a puppy, and Draco decided to risk it over some first year coming out of class early. "Fine. Stop whining." Draco ruled his eyes and dragged him down to where Potions class was. He was also missing another day of class to show Harry around, and he was lucky that this block wasn't the one he had Professor Snape in. Draco told Harry to go up and peek inside.

Harry didn't have to be told twice, whisking over to try and see through the crack in the door. He probably saw wizards agonizing over potions, as when he turned back he didn't look as happy. "That looks incredibly boring." Harry commented, and Draco couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, that's OWLS class for you." Harry looked at him in confusion. "It's like college preparatory." Draco told him. Harry rolled his eyes. "Of course you'd like something incredibly snobbish." Harry mocked. "Hey! Way to thank someone who's skipping class for you!" Draco complained, pushing Harry. "Oh, and you call me the brute." Harry said back, bumping him.

Draco suddenly heard hushed talking from inside, and pulled Harry behind him. He knew what was coming. He was in that position before, mocking whoever was stupid enough to cut class in front of Snape's class. Now they would be bearing the brunt of it. Draco should have realized how loud they were being. Harry really brought out the idiocy in Draco. The door pushed open and Snape angrily came out, already ready to hand out a detention to whoever he saw. As soon as he saw Draco his eyes slanted impossibly more and he closed the door behind him before the students could gossip even more.

"Draco. What is so important that you are skipping class to talk to yourself outside my doorway." He hadn't noticed Harry yet. Draco wanted to elbow Harry and tell him to run, but it was too late. Snape already was examining Draco, possibly trying to use Legilimency, before noticing the extra outline behind Draco. Draco was proud still at Harry's ability to stay quiet, nevertheless. "Who is that behind you." Snape's voice was thunderous. Draco wanted to wrap Harry in his arms to protect him, but brave and stupid Harry decided to walk into Snape's eyesight instead. If Draco thought Snape's eyes couldn't narrow more, he was wrong. Very, very wrong.

TBC -