...

Draco gazed at his still sleeping lover in rapt amazement; it never ceased to amaze him just how incredibly beautiful Harry managed to look when he was asleep. His dark unruly hair spread out on the pillow and his eyes closed, he looked so peaceful and Draco itched to kiss the rose petal lips before him, sweet, sexy and tempting.

Draco ran his fingers through Harry's hair no longer being able to resist touching his lover, revelling in the sensation of the smooth silken strands. His fingers then trailed down the side of Harry's face before he pulled his hand back and leaned into leave a trail of kisses along his husbands jaw.

Harry woke to the sensation of a kiss being placed lightly on his lips. He opened his eyes and smiled sleepily up at Draco before he leaned forwards for another, this time longer kiss.

Draco leaned back and Harry sat up, he smiled at Draco and divested himself of the sheet that had fallen across his legs and crawled over so that he was now sitting on top of the sheets.

"Morning Lover" Draco greeted and pecked Harry on the lips.

"Mmm... morning Draco" Harry's replied before shifted closer so that he was practically sitting in his husbands lap and kissed him back.

His eyes which had fluttered closed as he was kissing Draco flew open and he jerked back and scrambled off the bed as he ran towards the bathroom. Draco followed him panicked as he heard Harry retching into the toilet as he threw up.

Harry sat against the tiled wall, his head thrown back looking decidedly pale, Draco crouched down next to him and gently shifted his hair from where it had fallen over his eyes, "You ok Love?" he asked concerned.

Harry groaned and turned his head to look at Draco, "Yeah I think so, help me up?" he asked. Draco offered him his hand and pulled him up so that he was standing next to him.

"Thanks Love, I feel much better than I did before"

"Do you think that you'll need to see Madame Pomfrey?" Draco asked worried.

"No, I really am feeling better" Harry replied after a moment truthfully, he could tell that Draco was unsure though as he still looked worried as Harry walked over to the twin vanity and washed out his mouth with water. He looked up, taking note of his appearance in the mirror; his face looked pale which in turn made his green eyes stand out from his face more than usual. He turned and faced Draco again and they exited the bathroom Draco's hand resting protectively on the small of Harry's back.

Harry sat down on the edge of the bed followed by Draco who immediately drew Harry into his embrace so that the smaller man's back was resting against his chest. They sat there for a while before Draco asked once again if Harry was sure that he felt fine, not quite inclined to believe that his lover was being truthful. He knew Harry and he knew that often his lover would downplay how he was feeling when it came to things like his heath, that and at the moment Draco was feeling a tad bit anxious and overprotective. Silly he knew but he was often very possessive and protective when it came to Harry. He knew that often he had no reason to be but he couldn't help it, Harry had once told him that he thought it was adorable and even though he had protested that Malfoy's are never adorable Harry had just laughed and kissed him.

"You're sure that you feel alright?" he asked once again, "you don't need to go down to the hospital wing and see Madame Pomfrey?"

"Draco" Harry sighed, "I promise I feel fine."

"Promise me though, if you start feeling sick again you'll go down and see her" Draco asked.

"I promise" Harry laughed and cupped his husband's face, running his thumb over the smooth skin of his cheek, "Really I feel fine, maybe I just ate too much yesterday or something, that's all, I don't know..." then he turned serious as he attempted to placate his husband, "but I promise that if I think I need to I'll go see Madame Pomfrey. Ok?"

Draco agreed and gave no more argument though Harry caught him giving him worried glances when he thought that he wasn't looking. Deciding that he needed something to distract his lover from worrying about him he turned so that he was straddling Draco's hips and smiled up at him in what he hoped was a very sexy way, "Hey Dray..."

...

Most of the day had already passed and Harry was feeling fine, he had had Care of Magical Creatures in the morning followed by Transfiguration. Transfiguration was one class that he shared with his blonde love and he had spent most of the class sneaking looks over at Draco while trying to take notes that would be useful later. Though he wasn't all that concerned, he knew that he could probably get Hermione to share hers with him later even though she would complain terribly about Harry's inadequate note taking skills. Draco, Harry knew would also share his notes with him, Draco was an excellent student, on par with Hermione in fact. Draco always managed to end up with perfect notes even when his mind was otherwise occupied. If Harry asked Draco to share his notes- like he often did –Draco would just laugh and make some kind of comment along the lines, "Just 'cause I'm too darn sexy to resist, you couldn't think of anything other than me..." this was normally followed by some rather lurid comments that made Harry flush and turn instantly hard and what would often follow was amazing round of sex.

He was alone as he exited the Transfiguration classroom; Hermione had dragged Ron off to the library saying that she wanted to just quickly check out a book before heading down to lunch. Harry had no idea what book could be so important that she had to get it right now before lunch but he supposed that was Hermione, nothing made sense when it came to Hermione and the library. Harry was just glad that he had managed not to be pulled along with them, saying that he would meet them at lunch.

Harry yelped as he was suddenly pulled to the side and into an alcove and a hand hastily moved to cover his mouth however muffled the yell so that no one else that had been in the corridor so much as turned their head to look.

Harry couldn't see who had pulled him out from the crowd but he had a very good idea and his suspicion was confirmed in the next second as shivered when he felt a warm breath ghost over his ear.

"Hey Lover" Draco's slightly husky voice sent shivers down Harry's spine and he turned around in order to see Draco's face, "I was wondering if you'll skip lunch with me? We can go down to the lake, somewhere where no one will see us...?"

"Draco..." Harry's hand reached up to caress his lover's cheek.

Draco smiled softly, an expression that he only allowed Harry to see and leaned forward to kiss him, "come on, I'll make it worth it" he tempted, his smile turning seductive as his hand trailed down Harry's chest until it came preciously close to Harry's crotch before trailing back up his chest.

Harry shivered under his ministrations and his mind fogged just a little.

"Get your cloak, I'll go down to the kitchens and meet you at our spot". There spot was where they often met, a secluded area near the lake, the same spot that they had shared their first kiss and Draco had comforted Harry about the loss of his godfather and the guilt that he felt. He thought that he had caused his godfather's death. He hadn't. It wasn't his fault, but he felt it was anyway. That was when the tentative friendship they shared had changed, changed so that it became what they shared now, changed from the tentative friendship that had started the moment that Draco had met Harry at the top of the astronomy tower, changed when they talked in the library and Draco helped Harry with his homework. Now they were in love and married and the time when they had been anything but seemed so far away and so ridiculous and it pained them to think that they had spent so much time in fighting each other when they could have had something so much better.

"What happens when my friends realise that I'm not there?"

Draco kissed the corner of Harry's mouth then trailed kisses up to his ear which he then proceeded to suck and nibble on causing Harry to moan, "You'll think of something to tell them later, right now though I want to spend some time alone with you."

"Uh huh" Harry found himself nodding and barely noticed as Draco slipped away leaving him feeling slightly tricked. Draco knew how to get Harry to agree to something; generally this meant seducing his all too willing husband. Sighing Harry pulled his cloak out from his bag and pulled it around him. These days he had taken to always having it on him so that if the chance arose he could sneak away to be with Draco or hide so that they weren't discovered. He still remembered when he had revealed to Draco that he owned the cloak.

...

Draco was doing his prefect rounds and was checking the empty charms classroom when he though he heard something. He whipped around wand raised but he couldn't see anyone. Annoyed that it seemed to be a false alarm he scowled. He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder his eyes going wide as there still seemed to be no one else present. Then he heard and all too familiar laugh.

"Potter!" he growled and stared as his boyfriend materialised in mid air, a silvery grey cloak in his hands. "Shit, is that an invisibility cloak? No wonder you were always getting away with all the crap that you pulled all the time. Where did you get that?"

Harry looked at the cloak in his hands and smiled, "It was my fathers. I got it my first year I was here, Dumbledore had it and passed it along to me."

"Wow", Draco breathed and reached out a hand to touch the shinning, silvery material of the cloak. "You know", he said a devious grin on his lips, "I bet we could get away with a lot of things using this, things involving you, me, snogging among other things."

Harry laughed and moved across the room so that he was standing right in front of his boyfriend "Yes I suppose that we could" he said then pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, "but right now I can think of things that we could be doing that we don't need an invisibility cloak for".

Draco grinned and pulled Harry in for a longer kiss- and this time there was nothing chaste about it.

...

Harry was the first one to reach their spot. He wasn't surprised though as he had walked down to their spot straight after talking to Draco where Draco himself had to walk down to the kitchens first. He looked around making sure that no other students had discovered their spot and decided to make use of it before he pulled off his cloak becoming visible again.

He looked around again taking a second look before he sat down his back leaning against a tree, closing his eyes as he waited.

He looked up when he heard footsteps and smiled at Draco who sat down beside him.

"Where's the food?" as much as he looked around he could see no sign that Draco had bought any food down with him from the school.

"Well" Draco purred as he moved so that he was straddling Harry's thighs and leaning in close to Harry's neck and then he was sucking and kissing and nibbling on the patch of skin there, "I thought that I could just eat you".

Harry had his head thrown back but he pushed Draco off and stared at him for a moment before Draco smiled at him.

"I couldn't just carry the food down here you know, what would people think?" he smirked and clicked his fingers. The ground before them was suddenly covered by a blanket laden with a selection of the foods that would be on the House tables in the great hall. "The house elves were especially helpful".

Harry grinned and leaned forward so that he could kiss Draco. "It's perfect, just like you are."

"Don't you go getting all emotional on me Potter."

"You know you like it."

"Yeah right" Draco scoffed and Harry smiled, kissing him again.

...

Harry walked a step behind Ron and Hermione as they made their way to Potions. He was deep in though and didn't notice that way that they keep looking back at him worriedly. He had thrown up again this morning, he knew that if Draco had of been there when it happened the Slytherin would have demanded that he go and see Madame Pomfrey, however he had not stayed the night in their rooms as Slytherin was having a house party and Draco had stayed in his old dorm for the night.

Draco was already waiting outside the classroom door when the Gryffindors arrived; he ignored them as they settled to waiting for Professor Snape to arrive on the other side of the hallway from the Slytherins. The only thing that he did to acknowledge their presence was to look over at them and sneer, though Harry could tell that it was just too keep up appearances his eyes gave away how he really felt. Harry could always tell how Draco felt his eyes though he was the only one that could, not even the other members of Slytherin could do that. Draco no longer cared about the existing house rivalries he said that they were petty and a waste of time but the rest of his house had no such views and so he still tormented the other houses but to a much lesser degree than before. Harry was glad for this especially that the fights between his friends and the Slytherins had stopped; Draco had told him that he told everyone to just ignore Harry and his friends. Sometimes though Draco and Harry would have fights or duel in the corridors just for fun and to keep up appearances.

Professor Snape was perfectly in time for class as usual, sweeping into the classroom in the way that Harry was sure once upon a time he must have put a great deal into practicing making his robes billow out behind him.

"You will be sitting with your assigned partners, no arguments" he flicked his wand, "We will be starting a new topic today on Healing potions". Writing appeared on the blackboard in Snape's cursive script as they filed past him into the classroom to take seats with their assigned partners, an idea that the Professor had at the beginning of the year. Most of the students were fairly happy with their pairs except for the students who had been partnered with Slytherins, Snape it seemed wanted the students to feel as uncomfortable as possible and the Slytherins did a great job annoying their partners. Harry however had no complaints about his partner for once the greasy potions master had decided to be 'nice' and Harry was partnered with Draco. On the other hand he could have just been his usual self and wanted to cause Harry pain by making him sit next to his husband and have to pretend not to get along with him, of course though that also would be causing Draco the same problem and Harry was unsure whether or not the professor would want to cause that kind of trouble seeing as Draco was his godson. Thinking about the matter had gotten him no where however and Draco had told him not to worry over it, Snape was Snape and he was sure that neither of them would ever understand what was going on in his godfather's mind.

"Don't worry Harry, we'll hex the slimy git if he does anything to you" Ron put a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder as he went to sit next to his own partner Ravenclaw Terry Boot, shooting a glare at the Slytherin.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and said nothing as she moved to take her seat, she had no problems with Malfoy, she could clearly tell that he had changed and as long as he continued to leave them alone she was fine. Ron was just a stubborn bigot and couldn't see that the Slytherin had changed.

Harry smiled at Ron and Hermione as they split up to sit next to their respective partners; Draco had already taken a seat at the back of the classroom and sneered as Harry took the seat next to him, "Potter".

"Malfoy" he replied finding the whole facade tiring but extremely funny as Ron shot him a sympathetic look from across the classroom. Harry rolled his eyes as he placed his bag on the ground and rooted around inside to find his quill and some parchment to write down what Snape had written on the board. Next to him he heard the scratching of a quill and saw that Draco had already begun writing. He found his own quill and set about to do the same. His hair fell across his eyes as he wrote and he snuck inconspicuous glances at his blonde love. He loved the way that Draco's fingers wrapped around the quill as he wrote and they made him think of other things that Draco could do with those fingers, his mind trailed off for a moment and when he came too he saw that Draco was looking at him. Oh. He had been staring; he turned and began writing again.

Once the majority of the students had finished copying down what was on the board Snape started talking. Draco was watching the professor and taking down notes seeming to be paying perfect attention. Harry was trying to do the same but Draco had placed a hand on his knee and was running it up and down the inside of his thigh, every now and then coming teasingly close to his crotch.

Then Draco's hand brushed against him and he felt his cock twitch. Oh God. This was not good. He turned to glare at Draco taking the chance that no one would see him he tried to swat the hand away from him knowing that this was going to lead to trouble. Draco didn't take any notice, he brushed his hand against Harry's cock once again which was rapidly growing hard.

"Draco" Harry hissed under his breath, furtively looking around the classroom. "Draco!"

The corner of his husband's mouth twitched as his hand begun unzipping the fly of Harry's pants.

"We can't!" Harry was panicky and was finding it incredibly hard to keep his voice low especially as Draco slipped his hand inside Harry's boxers and slowly stroked Harry's length.

Harry suppressed a moan as Draco teased him further all the while still looking calm and elegant as always taking notes from Professor Snape's lecture. Harry on the other hand was quite occupied with trying not to make any noise, his notes were blank and his quill lay forgotten. Draco better share his notes with him later, after all the blank state of his parchment was his fault.

As Draco's fingers trailed over him Harry was glad that they were sitting at the back of the classroom so that there was a very small chance that anyone would notice them. Now if only he could continue managing to keep quiet.

He had no such luck.

One of Draco's fingers teased over his weeping slit and continued to caress down his length, Harry let out a small whimper, his hands clenching and unclenching at his inability to do anything.

Then with another decisive flick across the head of his cock he came letting out a suppressed moan as he did so.

Then Professor Snape was talking to him. He had noticed. It was just Harry's luck especially since it appeared that most of the people in the class had not heard him and it was all Draco's fault for doing that to him in class.

"Potter" the Professor was standing right in front of him and Harry tried to concentrate on what the Professor was saying as he reprimanded him for disrupting his class his eyes black and cold and Harry was suddenly under no illusions that the Professor was oblivious to the reason that Harry had cried out. The Professor gave him a detention and orders that he wanted to talk to him after class and swept back to the front of the classroom to continue as if there had been no interruption.

Harry scowled. The greasy git still had it out for him. He hadn't even said anything to Draco about his part in the whole thing. Harry didn't think about the fact that Draco had appeared innocent and if they wanted to keep their relationship a secret the Professor couldn't just yell at either of them for giving each other hand jobs in class under the table.

Finally the class ended and Harry stood up. He had managed to cast 'Scorgify' on his pants so that there was no stain. How would he have explained that to his friends?

Ron and Hermione walked over to him worried expressions on their faces. Harry thought that he could see another emotion in their eyes but he couldn't tell what it was. Probably puzzlement over what Harry had done to warrant a detention as they had both had seats near the front of the classroom and he knew they had not heard the moan that he had let escape him.

"We'll wait for you outside Mate" Ron said glaring over Harry's shoulder as Snape talked to Draco.

Harry nodded not really listening as he strained to overhear the conversation going on between is Professor and his Husband '...unacceptable. You will stay after this class as well...'. Then realising what Ron had said he quickly shook his head, "Um, no ah why don't you and Hermione go up to the tower without me".

Ron looked puzzled for a moment but Hermione nodded, "Alright Harry, I wanted to get in some more study for Charms, come on Ron you need to do some homework as well. NEWTS are this year after all".

Ron groaned and shared a pained looked with Harry before following Hermione towards the door.

Once Ron and Hermione had left the Dungeon classroom, Harry turned towards Professor Snape. He was not particularly looking forward to facing a rather irate Professor Snape. He moved to stand next to Draco whom he glared at. This was his entire fault after all. Draco just smirked at him in a self satisfactory way.

Professor Snape glared at the two students standing before him.

"Your actions today were completely inappropriate. You both have decided to keep your relationship secret for the moment and yet you blatantly ignore things such as time and place, both of which my classroom is not. How do you expect to keep that secret when you act so stupidly?"

Harry stayed silent.

Draco did not. "It's not a big deal. No one knows anything except you; Harry and I are perfectly safe and I doubt that you're going to be telling anyone, are you Severus?"

Professor Snape lectured them some more saying how they should both be more careful. They had both agreed with Professor Dumbledore when he had suggested that while they remained at Hogwarts their relationship remain a secret 'for their protection' and Severus clearly thought that they were doing a rather poor job of it.

"You will both serve detentions with me". He paused to glare at them both, "Separately. Potter, you will serve detention with me tonight. Draco's detention will be tomorrow night at the same time as yours."

...

As soon as they had left the classroom Draco stopped Harry, a hand on his wrist. Harry turned around to look at him, "Are you happy now? You got us both detentions."

Draco smirked at took a step closer to Harry so that he was backed up against the wall, "Oh but it was definitely worth it, wasn't it?" He said as he began placing kisses against the exposed skin of Harry's neck. He kissed Harry on the mouth and Harry had to agree as Draco deepened the kiss only breaking it off to find a more secluded area to then which they then proceeded to have a very long snogging session.

...

"That bastard!"

"Language Ron" Hermione warned.

Ron reddened slightly under her disapproving glare but continued with what he was saying, "It's totally unfair that he gave you detention!"

Harry just shrugged and looked at Hermione who was gazing at him sympathetically, "At least he didn't take away house points" she said.

"Yeah" he said nodding once.

"I don't understand though what you actually got in trouble for-"

"No idea" Harry interrupted, not willing to follow that line of conversation, "Snape was just being his usually snarky self that's all".

Ron appeared to think on this for a moment. When it looked like he was going to say something though Harry cut him off. "Uh... I better get going to detention, I don't want to be late and have him give me more detentions"

Ron looked sympathetic, "yeah mate, he'll definitely have you scrubbing cauldrons without magic or something really nasty like organising all his potion ingredients".

Harry grimaced at the thought and gave a small wave to his friends before exiting the common room.

As he grew closer to the dungeons he remembered another time that he had had detention with Snape or more specifically what that detention was for.

...

In the potions Lab Severus Snape much to his abject horror was remembering the same thing that Harry was remembering. He had been marking papers when he looked at the clock noting that it was nearly time for Potter's detention, he had already set up a pile of cauldrons in the corner for the boy to clean out. By hand- no magic allowed.

...

Harry whimpered as Draco prepared him, moaning as Draco slowly pushed inside.

"Draco, Draco...."

Draco waited a moment for Harry to adjust himself, gasping when Harry grinned and thrust upwards with his hips.

"Gods Harry" he moaned kissing his boyfriends lips.

Harry smiled, "fuck me Draco" he said, his voice low and seductive almost making Draco come undone then and there and wouldn't that be embarrassing. He complied and began moving making Harry wrap his legs around Draco's waist, his arms curling up behind Draco's neck to keep a purchase on the table that they were currently fucking on.

It had been Draco's idea to have sex in the potions classroom, Snape was gone – a death eater meeting they presumed- and was not supposed to be back anytime soon. Both of them loved the feeling of danger that accompanied having sex in public places such as these even though they only chose places where they were fairly certain that no one would be interrupting them; they also always were careful to make sure that they locked the door and put up silencing spells; for while they loved the feeling of danger and living on the edge they did not want any company- they were in no means exhibitionists and they did not want anyone discovering that they were together.

...

Severus Snape had returned far earlier from the death eater meeting than had been expected. He was in a good mood having been fortunate enough not to be one of the followers that Voldemort had chosen to practice the cruciatus curse on that night.

It was on his way back to his personal chambers that he heard an unmistakeable sound, and it was coming from his very own classroom. He changed direction with glee; he would enjoy breaking up the unsuspecting couple and giving the detentions. He was also disgusted how dare they think that they could get away with such acts in his own room, they had to be highly stupid to think that they could get away with it.

He pushed the door to the classroom open and stopped as he saw an unmistakable shock of silver blond hair; His own Godson Draco Malfoy. He could not tell who the other man was as he was covered by Draco; he was not sure that he wanted to find out though. It came as no surprise to him that his godson was with another man, he knew that Draco was gay even if the boys own parents refused to admit the fact; what he didn't like was that the boy had chosen to conduct his business in his classroom.

He cleared his throat, the boys had not noticed his presence yet and he wanted to surprise them. He was a bit uneasy about the situation as it involved his own Godson but he could not just let this matter go.

He grew irate as neither boy failed to notice him standing in the classroom. The boy that Draco was with moaned reciprocating an answering moan from Draco.

"Draco" the boy was moaning, "Draco, Draco, yes.....oh yes..."

"Draco Malfoy" Snape's voice cut the air like a blade.

Both boys heard him that time, he saw as they shuddered and groaned out their release, Draco falling slack on top of the other body.

"Pray tell what exactly you think that you and your companion are doing in my classroom" Snape sneered.

Draco slid out from his partner and turned his head slightly, his eyes widening as he saw for the first time his godfather standing there, it was one thing to hear his voice another thing entirely to see him. Until Draco had seen him standing there he had been able to pretend that hearing Snape's voice was all some incredibly strange hallucination brought on by having sex in the man's classroom.

Carefully he schooled his face into a sneer, "Severus" he acknowledged.

"Draco" Snape said almost cordially "and this is...?" he asked. He had noticed the way that Draco was shielding his partner with his own body so that he couldn't ascertain exactly who his godson's partner was.

Draco's face looked pained for a moment, his sneer dropped as his partner place a hand on his back motioning for him to move a silent gesture that things would be alright.

Snape wondered who the other boy would be, expecting it to be one of the Slytherins or even a Ravenclaw.

"Potter..."

What the Professor was not ready to see was the figure of Harry Potter The-boy-who-lived to be the one standing behind Draco glaring at him with blazing green eyes daring him to say something.

Snape was shocked for several moments. Draco and Potter. Potter and Draco. It was wrong Draco was the Malfoy Heir, in line to become a death eater and Potter, Potter was Dumbledore's Golden Boy the one destined to destroy the Dark Lord; the man which Draco was supposed to be swearing his own allegiance to very soon if his father had anything to say about it. How could these two polar opposites, bitter enemies be together? He wondered of it was just casual sex for them or if it could be something more, if they could actually be in a relationship – have feelings for one another.

"Draco..." he managed to choke out choosing to ignore the other boy for the moment unsure on how he should react to this unexpected news that his godson was having sex with the-boy-who-lived.

"Godfather" Draco nodded coolly.

"Get dressed. Five minutes, my office both of you" He turned sharply and left the classroom his robes billowing out impressively behind him.

Harry and Draco shared worried looks with each other before casting a quick cleaning charm and hastening to pull on their clothes and look at least a bit presentable before facing Snape.

...

Severus shuddered as he remembered that night. He had given both of the boy's detentions, one week for Draco and two for the Potter brat. He had threatened to tell Draco's father if the boy did not stop seeing Potter but he had been stubborn, said he loved him. Severus had honestly not believed his godson but he had eventually stopped interfering hoping that the boy would eventually come to his senses. He despite his threats had not owled Lucius knowing what the man would do to his son and he could not allow that.

He had been shocked when Draco had come to him telling him that he was planning on proposing. Severus had strongly argued against it, still against the fact that his godson was in love with the son of James Potter. He had told him to stop being stupid, it was too dangerous when his father still knew nothing of his 'betrayal' of the fact that he was not and never had been planning on becoming a death eater. He was fearful of what the future would hold for the boy that he cared for like a son. He had eventually given his blessings though it did not mean that he had to like the Potter boy- he refused to even think of him as Potter-Malfoy.

If he had to admit it though he had a sort of grudging respect for the man that Draco now called Husband, he was powerful, he had defeated the Dark Lord and not to mention that he was the son of the first woman that he had ever loved Lilly Evans.

Lilly had been amazing, but then he had fallen in with the wrong crowd, joined the death eaters and she had abandoned him for James Potter. Married him and had a son before Voldemort had killed her.

He looked up as her son came into the room, one time –for once- for his detention. The eyes so similar to hers looked at him set into a scowling face as he waited for instructions.

Severus nodded curtly to acknowledge his presence before indicating with a sharp jerk of his head the pile of dirty cauldrons. "Potter, you will clean these cauldrons to perfection. You will not use any magic, understand" he pinned his with his glare watching as the boy nodded and set to work.

He looked down at the papers that he had been marking previously; he picked up another and after reading it delighted in marking in red ink across the top a 'T' for Troll.

...

TBC