Summary:

After a rough 5th year. Harry finds himself in a secret relationship. But what happens when others find out? Harry/Draco. Mentions Harry/Blaise and Harry/Charlie.

A/N- I feel like I'm going to up the rating on this story just to be sure. I don't want to overstep any boundaries. If you won't read it if I change it to M. Then let me know.

I'm terrible, sorry for the wait.

Chapter 5: Getting Past the Hate

Harry awoke to the pecking of a bird beak to his shoulder. He grumbled and shrugged off his beloved owl while getting up. The growling in his stomach caused him to cast a 'tempus' spell with his wand and he found that it was already after 6. Rushing towards the Great Hall, Harry completely misses the worried blonde waiting right outside. He rushed in a found a seat next to Hermione. He quickly realized that Ron was sitting half way down the table with the rest of the 6th year boy's dormitory residents. Harry suddenly lost his appetite that had woken him up from his slumber in the Owlery.

"Harry, where have you been? I thought Pomfrey let you out this morning." Hermione said.

"She did." Harry replied while pushing away the plate that his friend was offering. "Not hungry."

"Harry, you need to eat."

"I went to the kitchens." He lied smoothly, ignoring the feeling of lying to his friend again.

"Right," She said, clearly not believing him. "Would you like to discuss Malfoy now?"

"No." He said sharply, his hand grabbing his goblet of pumpkin juice.

"Well, I would like too."

"Ask Ron."

"We both know Ron is very unreasonable when he finds out new information."

"Yes. He is an arrogant ass." He said, his eyes drifting towards Ron and then to the Slytherin table.

"He's not he…" Hermione started as the doors to the Great Hall burst open and in stalked a scowling Draco Malfoy. Their eyes lock and Harry could almost feel the rage coming off his lover.

"Nothing." Harry remarked to no one then glanced around the hall and found almost every student looking evenly between himself and Draco. There were good and bad things about the whole school knowing about him going to the ball with Draco. The good thing was that his friends didn't jump up to protect him. The bad? Everyone felt they had a right to know what was going on. Harry finally accepted the plate of food from his motherly friend, but instead of eating it, he merely pushed the mashed potatoes and gravy into one gray heap. He sighed looking into the gray and pushed aside the urge to look at Draco. Since when did he get depressed when looking at potatoes? They might have been the same color as his boyfriend's eyes but still. Harry looked away from his plate and tried to pay attention to Hermione's rant about the difference between 'magical beings' and 'magical beasts'. Giving up he headed out of the Hall and up towards the Gryffindor common room. On his way he faintly heard his name being called so he stopped and waiting for the out of breath Slytherin to catch up.

"Harry, we have to meet with Snape tonight."

"I know, I have to get my cloak just in case."

"You know, in first year I could never figure out how you got away with snooping at night. Now, I'm glad you have it." Draco said smirking.

Harry looked down the corridor then pulled Draco into the nearest alcove. Lips connecting, the boys proceeded to explore the other's mouth. Rapidly breathing they pulled away and looked at each other.
"Draco, I'm sorry, I'm just so stressed with everything. This year has been so busy that I don't have time to think about anything. The war, Sirius death, that manipulative old coot that calls himself headmaster. Everything Draco, I just can't ever find to just think."

"Listen to me Harry, I understand. And I didn't mean to make things worse by outing you or by asking you to the formal. Before I asked you, I wanted so bad to be able to dance with you. Then I saw Lucius and he looked so irritating so I asked you. I didn't mean to cause problems. Ha, I didn't expect you to faint. Tomorrow's headlines 'Potter faints, Malfoy and Golden Boy a couple.' Imagine how many howlers we will get tomorrow."

"Great." Harry laughed. "The red fan mail. My favorite kind."

Draco looked at Harry like he had three heads similar to Fluffy's. "Are you insane? You enjoy that mail. Merlin why?"

"Draco, I'm kidding, I hate Howlers. They suck, but I'm used to it." Harry said as he leaned in and kissed his boyfriend again. "We better get going before Professor Severus Snape gives us detention."

The boys parted and Draco went towards the Slytherin dungeons while Harry continued his way to the tower. After getting his cloak he slipped it on and went to the Potion Masters office. He knocked on the door and waited for a brief moment before it opened. The dark looming figure of the professor stood in the doorway before moving aside for Harry to pass through, spotting a head of blonde hair behind the tall backed chair, Harry sat down next to him and patted his hand. Draco looked up startled, the scotch in his hand sloshed a bit and Harry could tell he was disturbed that he was caught off guard.

"Gentlemen. If you would care to pay attention." Snape said pouring a glass of scotch for Harry. Handing over the glass he sat down and look at the two men.

"Severus, I'm sorry that I put your life in danger. It was a childish way to get back at my father." Draco commented and Harry found that Draco had probably just got there.

"Yes it was. But that is neither here nor there. What's done is done. We shall not discuss the past. Only the present."

"Yes Sir."

"Now Mr. Potter the main reason as to why you are here is that and I regret to inform you this. But that your home on Private Drive was attacked yesterday early morning."

"Are they… dead?"

"All but your cousin Mr. Potter. The house was completely destroyed however; your cousin was out with his classmates and therefore was not harmed."

"Was it Death Eaters?"

"Yes. I was not there so I do not know all the details but that is why it startled me so much yesterday afternoon when Lucius Senior was in the school."

"Wouldn't this have been in the paper?"

"Albus persuaded the Prophet to postpone that article on that particular attack."

Harry snorted. "So the old man did something good for my cause, that's shocking."

"I am aware Harry, that the headmaster has made some," Harry glared. "Many, mistakes regarding your life. However, he has done some things that have not put your life in danger. Allowing you to spend the time at the Weasleys was a right decision."

"Yeah I guess. He could have made me stay at headquarters."

"You see, not all the things he does are bad."

Harry just nodded but didn't make any further comments that were running through his head.

"Now, as I was saying, tomorrow the paper will be littered in Harry Potter articles." Snape said. Harry had to laugh, the way he said it held nothing but a tiny hit of amusement. Since the beginning of the school year, Draco had encouraged Harry to befriend Snape due to the fact that he was Draco's godfather. Harry grumbled around until he struck a deal, saying that Harry would try to be nice to Snape, if Draco was nice to Hermione and Ron.

"What is so amusing Mr. Potter?" Snape asked, interrupting the young man's thoughts. Without thinking Harry replied with a short, 'you.' As soon as it was out, Harry was blushing a deep red.

"Not, like that. Severus, er, sir." He muttered. The more pronounced he said "You now my heart is set elsewhere."

"Mmm, where is that Harry?" Draco nearly purred into the still crimson boy.

"Stop that." Snape sneered. "I will not tolerate that in my office."

"Aw," Draco said in a staged whisper, "The old man is grumpy because he hasn't gotten laid lately."

Harry bit his lip trying not to laugh at the enraged man sitting across the desk, as far as he knows, Snape only allows Draco to get away with comments like that, rather unscathed.

"That is none of your business. And I am not old."

"Mmm, maybe he is getting something."

"Okay Draco, the only person I like to think about having sex is you. And since I doubt the fuming professor here would let us shag on his desk, you need to stop."

"OUT! Both of you! You are horny miscreants. Go shag like bunnies in the privacy of your own space!"

Harry and Draco ran, and halfway down the hall had to stop running because they were laughing so hard and couldn't catch their breath.

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