"The revival's 'verivolus'. You can let him loose when Potter is a good five minutes gone." He walked on smoothly, hardly pausing to look at the shocked Dean as he swept past him and around the corner. I followed and together we made our way up to Dumbledore's gargoyle without further mishap.

"Well…I was wondering if you'd noticed any disturbances lately to do with me. We haven't been sent here because we're in trouble, we just have a little…problem."

"Yes I had rather noticed that there's been a little disturbance around you, Harry. You know why this has been happening then?"

"Yes sir…I think I do…and that's where D-Malfoy comes in. I'm…a Silacore." Dumbledore looked at me hard over his half-moon spectacles. "I come into my inheritance in two weeks time and…the effects are starting to show already. Just now I was nearly attacked by a boy in my dorm that shall remain nameless. I just don't know how drastic it will be…when it…happens."

"You were very sensible to come to me first, you boys. I see you have worked things out between you which at least one relief. I assume you are Mr Potter's mate, Mr Malfoy?"

"Erm…yes I am, professor. I've had the warnings and I know what Potter and I are going to go through in the next few months…I was wondering maybe an amulet or even a guardian would…"

"You're quite right about the guardian but Harry will not only need protection, he's going to need total isolation…there's nobody I can trust to perform the necessary occlumency to resist a Silacore that can be spared. I cannot go of course and, as Professor Snape is the only potions master, he cannot be with you all the time either. However, he could help with the guardianship, so long as you are prepared to trust him at last, Harry."

"I…I trust Draco. And he trusts Sn…professor Snape."

"If it has gone as far as people attacking you then I think it is high time we started preparing a place for you-don't you think? I think we should call Professor Snape up here. Harry, I hope you're ready, a lifetime of hatred is not easy to forget."

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"…and Mr Potter here has elected that you be their guardian and check on them every now and again. You and I will be the only people who will know how to get in to see them. I believe I should hand over to you, Harry." Harry fidgeted, and then got up to go and kneel up next to Severus' chair.

"Professor…a few years ago, you caught me looking into your pensive when we were practising occlumency. I'm not going to say what I saw but…let's say enough to see why you hated my father. Therefore I understand how it was possible that prejudice may have affected us becoming…friends. Then Sirius came along and…I've never had any family and I guess I just…I believed everything he said. Now he is dead I understand that he just followed my father and that they were both in…in the wrong. I apologise for my past behaviour to you. I've followed in my father's footsteps and, like him, I have been wrong." Harry said all this to his feet until he sneaked a look up at the professor who was staring in amazement down at him.

"I didn't realise any of this until Draco became anything other than an enemy and I realised I was wrong about him. Then it occurred to me I could have been wrong about you too and…now I accept that I was."

"Your apology is accepted, Mr Potter. I still disapprove of your disregard for rules but hopefully Draco here will be able to drag you away from that."

"Thank you, Professor. I brought you…this. It was made by my father, Sirius, Lupin and Pettigrew when they were at school. It's helped me sneak around Hogwarts but I think you need it more than I do now. To open it you say 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good.'" At this I heard Dumbledore give a slight snort that was instantly transformed to become a cough.

"…and look here, it has where everybody is…look you can see us up here and…look there's Ron and Hermione in the common room with some others. There's Professor McGonagall in her office…"

"Is this or is this not, Mr Potter, the piece of parchment I found you with a year ago that insulted me before Professor Lupin came to me and covered up for you, though he doubtless knew what it was."

"Erm…yeah it is…he gave it back to me when he resigned. I didn't know it insulted people or I wouldn't have given it to you. I haven't seen if it does that to everybody."

"I see. Well, I'm pleased you've had the sense to turn it in at last. I feel the situation is obvious. Mr Potter and Mr Malfoy need a room with a password and need to live there in isolation with only the two of us as visitors. Well the ex-isolation room would do perfectly if we touched it up a little. I think it would be good if you two boys left now while the headmaster and I talk this over. Thank you for the map, Mr Potter."

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"So Harry. It's just gonna be me and you in there for…god knows how long…"

"Mmm, I know."

"Does that bother you?"

"Not much. I'll miss Ron and Hermione but…to be honest I'm looking forward to it a bit…I mean…you know…I like you." Talk some sense Harry. You sound like a prat. "Well I guess I'd better pack and tell them tonight. What time is it?" Yay for Harry, you made sense!

"It's six forty. I'll walk you to your common room." The walk back seemed much too short. We chatted about the rooms we were to live in, what they would be like and whether we'd fight much while we were together. We mentioned nothing of the end, when we would mate. I think he sensed I was uncomfortable and so avoided the subject.

"Well…we seem to be here…I guess I'll see you in Dumbledore's office tomorrow at eight fifty?"

"Sure. Wait a sec. I want to give you something." He reached into his jacket and drew out a bulging envelope. "It was for the other evening but…I was too nervous to give it to you. Please don't open it now. Put it in your pocket. Look at it tonight. Bye." He leaned into kiss me, then swerved away, blushing and waved as he left. I stood staring after him a good five minutes after he'd gone.

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"Well in one way I want you back really soon. But if that means…you know then I'd rather not have you back ever. Still it's worth it. I'll get used to the gay thing I promise. Erm…Harry…when you come back…do come and see us right away, wont you? And talk about…it…with Hermione please. I don't really feel…up to the task. I'll really miss you mate." Then Ron did something he'd never done in front of Harry ever. He reached out and gripped Hermione's hand hard, a silent tear running down his face. Hermione came to him and her tears mixed with Ron's as the three of them embraced.

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That night I lay in my bed with my hangings drawn, the envelope in my hands. Ron's snores could be heard in the next bed. Tentatively, I slid my hand under the flap and lifted. Inside was a small book. I drew it out. 'Diary of Draco Malfoy, Year three, four and five at Hogwarts.' I opened and began to read.

I saw Harry Potter for the first time in two months today. He is looking thin and I am worried about him. I think I will give up not fancying him, although I must keep it up with Pansy in case anybody guesses…

…against the triwizard dragon. He was brilliant and looked so beautiful in the air. I managed to hide it with the Potter stinks badges I made for the purpose.

…wonder if he's guessed. My father wants me to make reports on Harry Potter to Umbridge which means I can follow him a lot and not be noticed. He has grown and looks even more striking this year…

…lost his godfather. I do hope he'll be okay over the summer. Still. I am giving up liking Harry Potter once and for all.

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"Hi Draco, what are you doing here so early?"

"I've come to escort you to the office if that's okay. Are you okay? Worried about Ron and Hermione?"

"A bit. I've just never been without them away from the Dursley's and they hold…bad memories for me. Anyway…shall we go in?"

"Oh hello Harry, Draco. I'm pleased you got here okay. No trouble since we last spoke?"

"Not really. The same person as last time perved on me in the showers again but hey, I can live with that."

"Alright as long as you're okay. Are you boys ready? Your rooms are waiting." Together we walked, Me, Harry, Snape and Dumbledore. We swept through the deserted corridors and past the great hall where we could hear the chatter of breakfast. We carried on, out into the grounds and turned left towards the herbology greenhouses. Instead of turning into one of these, however, we came to a plain walk between the side of a greenhouse and a wall. Dumbledore turned to us.

"This is voice activated. It will work only for either of you. Say 'obliovemends' Harry and the door will open." Harry repeated the word and a piece of wall slid right away. The four of us entered. We had let ourselves into a small comfortable room with a kitchen set up at one end and a living room set up at the other.

"Well, Harry, Draco. Are you ready?" I felt it was time I spoke.

"I am sir. If Harry is. Are you ready Harry?" Harry did not speak. Instead he looked past us all and up, out of the opening into the sky. A bird flew across it towards the castle. Then he turned.

"I'm ready. Goodbye Professor. Sir."

"Very well boys. Goodbye and good luck." As they left the wall melted into nothing as though nothing had ever been there. Harry relaxed visibly and looked over at me, grinning.

"Let's go see our rooms, yeah?" He opened the door on the right like an excited puppy and there was the bathroom. It had a prefect's-bathroom-sized bath set into the floor in the middle with two showers, two loos and two sinks. "Yay this is awesome-I wonder if this connects to one of our bedrooms?" He ran towards the second door and let him into the next room. "Wow Draco, come and look at this!"

The room was beautiful. The floor was black and the walls made to look like a forest. There was a huge double bed made all in black silk and a fluffy cream rug on the floor each side of the bed. There was a bookshelf and a fireplace at the other end with another cream rug and two cosy, green chairs were organised around it. There was a wardrobe by the door. I made a quick calculation and turned to Harry, solemnly had taken his shoes and sock of and was enjoying the warm carpet by the fire.

"Harry, there's no other room. They obviously expected us to sleep together. Not in the sexual way obviously but…I can go on the couch though." Harry stopped giggling and looked up calculatingly.

"When you're under the spell…can I trust you to…you know…wait?" The worried expression on his face was gorgeous and I stepped towards him.

"Harry did you read those diaries I gave you last night?"

"Yeah I did. They were…nice about me. Untrue in parts but really nice."

"It's all true but that's another matter. You saw that all the way from third year I've been crazy in love with you. At first I just liked you, I wanted you to be my friend, remember? But then you rejected my friendship and I thought at the time you were trying to make it clear you had chosen Ron and that I couldn't me friends with either of you. Now I realise it was me that implied you could only choose one of us. Of course you chose Weasley. He's nicer and funnier than me but…I was still disappointed. This is more that just attraction, Harry. I like you and I would never do anything disrespectful to you. I promise.

"Wow. You like me? Properly? Like…that?"

"Yes."

"Yay! I mean that's really…Yay! I like you too, you know. I have since second year when you attacked me with a snake. It was a really good move. And the snake was cute." I laughed and held out my arms. He gave me another one of his amazing hugs, pressing our bodies together and breathing gently into my ear. "In that case I'm okay with you sleeping with me. Do you want to get unpacked?" I let go of him and spread my arms.

"Unpack? A house-elf once taught me a spell for unpacking. Bring your case in here and I'll show you. Harry took the door back into the living room and picked up both our cases easily in his strong arms. He carried them in and dumped them on the floor near the wardrobe.

"Okay, show me clever clogs."

"You just go like this and say extravondio!" Harry's case, the two draws and the wardrobe door burst open and Harry's clothes began to shoot out, folding themselves in the air and flying into the appropriate place. Something caught my attention and I snatched at the air, pulling something out of the flying mass of clothes. I held the pants up by their waistband and raised my eyebrows at him as the last clothes fell in and the doors closed.

"Leather pants, Harry? Planning to wear these around me anytime soon?"

"Why, would you like me to?"

"Would I? Bloody hell, I'd beg you for it."

"Go on then."

"What?" Harry took two steps towards me until we were only a metre apart. His face was flushed and his eyes were full of lust.

"Beg me."

"Oooh never knew you were into that, Harry. You always seemed so innocent." He smiled shyly.

"If it signifies something I don't know about, then I'm sorry. I just quite like the idea of you begging me for my attention.

"I like it. It's sexy that you like it. Okay then. Please Harry will you wear your leather pants for me?"

"That was pathetic, Draco Malfoy, try again." I flipped the pants around and held them by the ends, then stepped towards him, so we were almost nose to nose. I leaned in to lick his ear and spoke softly into his ear.

"Please Harry, baby, please wear the pants for me or they'll drive me crazy."

"Hmm, that was better," he said loudly and un-fazedly, "but still not enough to convince me."

"Okay then." I swallowed and summoned all my confidence and he began to turn away. "The day you wear yours, I'll wear mine." He stopped and considered.

"Oooh, now I'm tempted. I think you might have me there, Draco. How about the day the transformation takes place?"

"But that's nearly two weeks away!"

"Yep, I guess we'll just have to wait."

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I lay in bed, not bothering to open my eyes but feeling warm and comfortable. I could hear the noise of running water. Draco and I had been four days and five nights in our little annex. We had gone to sleep the night before facing away from each other as usual but this time with our pinkies linked. Running water…hmm. That means he's in the shower. Naked. Don't think like that, he's not an object. No, but people can be naked too.

My hand stole down my bare chest and touched inside my boxers, which were tight for the first time. Bloody hell, this is so wrong, I'm actually touching myself over my room mate. But it feels…great. I looked down to see myself poking out of my boxers and sighed with excitement as my hand wrapped around it and began to move. I let my thoughts run naturally. Think of him naked in the shower. His beautiful body covered in water and soap. Maybe he's touching himself too…At this point my hand speeded up and I came, unused to the contact as I was. It surprised me how messy it really was. I panicked momentarily before shooting my want at it and whispering, 'Scourgify!" The mess disappeared from the sheets and my rapidly shrinking cock.

I reached over to put my wand back and saw some left on my hand. Without thinking I laid my wand down and put my fingers in my mouth. It was so shocking I did not know what to do. It tasted really good. I glanced down. I was safely back soft inside my boxers. How big are they normally? Is mine too small? Too big? What's the average? God this is weird. I'm thinking about myself in a sexual way. I've seen the other boys hard in the showers sometimes. What if it's too…? Shit I don't know. Go and make breakfast, stop being sick.

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When I came back to the bedroom Harry was not there. Music was playing in the room next door; some muggle music I did not know. I dressed and went back through the bathroom, putting my towel away as I did. Then I pulled open the door to the living room and all the breath became caught in my throat. Harry was leaning over the stove. He appeared to be cooking some bacon. He was still shirtless from the night before and I could see a good two inches of jet-black boxer that exactly matched his hair. His back was slim and brown and his hips were swaying gently in time to the music. He was humming.

"You electrify my life,
Let's conspire to ignite,
All the souls that would die just to feel alive…" His voice was husky and high, his hips curling and twisting in the sexiest way imaginable. I took a step towards him, my mouth open like an idiot. When I reached him he turned and displayed to me brilliant green eyes in a flawlessly tanned face and firm strong muscles pulled over his slim frame with smooth brown skin stretched artfully over the top. His nipples were dusky and dark.

I growled gently and, to my surprise, he did not step back but pulled me into a kiss, his arms wrapping round me and his tongue inquisitive, burning me from the inside out and making the world spin. It was the third time we'd ever kissed properly. I let my hands run over his back and tickled the hollows in his back. He moaned into my mouth and kissed me tighter, his hand scrabbling to get under my shirt. The second his warm hand touched my skin we both froze. Our moths ceased to move against each other.

"We should stop." I spoke without planning to, simply opening my mouth and letting the words spill out. He smiled and let his arm curl around my waist so that we were both facing the stove.

"I made breakfast. Grab some plates and I'll serve it up."

"Sure. You need to wash those jeans sometime soon though; you've slept in them five nights running."

"I don't have any others."

"So wear your boxers' genius. I do." A smile swept over his face of a little boy who is considering doing something very naughty or daring like not brush his teeth.

"I guess I could. I never have before. I'll think about it."

"Only a week till your inheritance."

"Mmm, I'm looking forward to you doing everything I say."

"Oooh, are you?" Harry picked up the chair cushion and threw it at me. It caught me full in the face.

"Not only like that, you perve. Eat your breakfast; I'm going to have a shower." Oh are you? You're going to get all wet and rub your hands over your body are you? Damn, I'm sorry I'm missing that…

"Right-oh. I'll wash up then shall I?"

"Sure." Harry's bare hips swayed easily as he walked. When he reached the door he turned to me and gave me the hottest smile I'd ever seen. I growled and pounced after him. He tried to close the door, giggling madly but I was too quick for him. I exploded through the door with such force that I crashed straight into Harry and we both went toppling into the water of the bath.

Harry came up coughing and spluttering, his hair wet and spiky, his jeans clinging tightly to him. He giggled as I came up after him, my t-shirt sticking to me and my excitement apparent as my wet jeans hugged my pelvis.

"Bloody hell. I think I might have to kiss you."