Chapter 7 Getting Along
Draco looked around the Room of Requirements in a daze. It was a suite of 4 bedrooms (each with its own bath) a kitchen, dining room, common room, a potions lab, library, and a workout room. "How did you know about this place Potter?"
"Call me Harry. It's the Room of Requirements, I've used it for several things, but mainly it is where we meet for the DA meetings." Harry had his hand on the door asking the castle to keep them from being plottable, and warding the door to open to no one until September 1st.
"It didn't look like this then." Draco said in a puzzled voice.
"Hence it being called the Room of Requirement," Harry said sarcastically, "It becomes whatever you need. We needed a safe place to live, that's what we got. Including a workout room for me and a lab for you and Snape, but you realize that as we are living together we are going to have to get along. That means putting all of our differences aside and starting over." Harry walked towards the couch in the common room and sat down. He looked to see if Narcissa was still with Snape and asked Draco in a low voice "So in light of what happened today; do you still want to be one of Voldemort's lackeys Malfoy?"
Draco glared at Harry, "That is what I would like to know as well." Narcissa's voice came from behind the two young men. "You do realize that we can never safely go home now don't you my Dragon? Our magical signatures were not erased before we left. The Dark Lord will know who helped Severus escape his vengeance once again, and his vengeance will turn to us. So DO you want to follow him son?"
"Do I look stupid to both of you? He turned on his own kind, a 'pureblood'. If he is such a pureblood lover why would try to kill one of the few purebloods left? Obviously the man is nutters." Draco looked at Narcissa "Truthfully Mother I haven't wanted to follow him for quite awhile now. His theories are so outdated it's pathetic. Besides there is scientific proof that pure bloodedness eventually leads to inbreeding and insanity. You do realize that even now ALL pure blood families are related in somehow? Cousins married to Cousins, even if they are five or six times removed, they are still related. I'm not of the mind that incest is best that some of the pure blood families are. Personally I think it's just plain sick. The Dark Lord unfortunately has already reached the insanity part." Harry's mouth hit the floor. This was the answer he was hoping for but didn't think he would get. Narcissa meanwhile was beaming proudly at her son.
"You have finally reached the age where I can tell you, and you have finally proven today that you ready to find the 'dragon's light keeper'." Narcissa's gaze encompassed both young men. "You both will be coming into your powers this year. I can sense it already happening to you Harry. You two will be connected in some way I'm sure. There is a prophecy in the Malfoy line about 2 of the 3 will be the dragons of light, 1of the 3 will be the keeper. In all there will be 6 involved. When this power emerges a symbol will appear on six involved. Know one knows what this symbol will look like, or who will be involved. My instincts are screaming that you two are part of this. My advice to both of you is, learn to work together, become friends if possible, and look for the keeper. Now I am tired, I'm going to go rest for awhile, KEEP AN EYE on Severus. If he gets any worse come get me immediately." With these parting words Narcissa left the room. Draco looked at Harry who cursing under his breath about yet another damn prophecy.
After Narcissa left the room Draco went to sit with Severus and Harry headed for the work out room to work off some frustrations. He charmed the dumb bells to automatically lighten if he couldn't get it back to the rest bars, as he didn't have a spotter. While he was working out (he started with bench presses) he kept muttering to himself. "Help Snape out, this is the third time this year I've helped save his bloody arse. I guess it's only fair, I mean how many times has he risked his life for me? He's really not all that bad once you get to know the real Severus Snape. I'm still having a hard time believing what he did while he was in America, if I hadn't seen the papers myself…." He moved to the next station and started in on 'flies'. "Now another damn prophecy, it's bad enough that it's Tom or me, NOW I've got to find the Dragon's light keeper! What kind of shite is that?" he asked himself as he moved to work on his legs. "Damn, I wish Sirius was here to talk all this over with. But it's my bloody fault that he's not, so I guess I'll just have to work my way through this myself." Harry started doing push ups when Draco walked in having heard his last comment about Sirius.
"Well, if you weren't such a Gryffindork rushing headlong into things without thinking things through then he would still be here wouldn't he." He said snarkishly, "After all the Boy Who Lived is never infallible or wrong now is he?"
"Shut up Malfoy! You don't have any ideal what my life has been like. You don't know the pressure that is on my shoulders. YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS LIKE TO HAVE THE WHOLE BLOODY WIZARDING WORLD WATCHING YOUR EVERY MOVE! PEOPLE WHO ARE SUPPOSED TO BE YOUR BLOODY FRIENDS TURN THEIR BACKS ON YOU AT THE DROP OF A HAT, AND THEN WHEN YOU'VE SAVED THEIR SORRY ARSES AGAIN THEY'RE YOU BEST FRIENDS!" Harry shouted. Draco stepped back and for the first time really looked at the young man standing before him. What he saw amazed him, here was a person only seventeen, yet swarming with power and eyes that (when you looked real close) showed the wisdom of one who has suffered loss and the pain of survival. He was looking into a face that felt guilty for living when so many had died for him. He saw before him the savior of the wizarding world that didn't want to be. He saw the face of a young man who wanted to be accepted as he is, not for who he is. It was then Draco decided that he would follow Harry's lead and try to make peace, silently pledging to help Harry however he was needed, to be his friend, but he wasn't going to put up with any of his shite.
"Sheesh get over yourself already Potter." Draco said as he looked away to study the room, as he turned back to Harry a fist connected with his jaw and the fight was on.