Forgotten Memories

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Here's yet another chapter, not sure how i got this one on.... Reviews are always welcome ^_^

Chapter three: Welcoming Feast

Stepping outside Draco and Blaise met up with Pansy, who had been taking care of Candace. The young fox jumped out of her arms and made her way around Draco's shoulders, nestling her cold nose in the crook of his neck. Draco allowed a quick smile to grace his features before walking towards the carriages. He stopped in front of the carriage and greeted the creatures that pulled them. Threstles I believe their called. He stroked the mane of the leading Threstle, the creature snorted in comfort.

Harry was walking to the carriages with his friends and Luna Lovegood, whom he had met on the train during the prefect meeting. Ron, whose shock on the train had worn off, was now rambling on about everything and anything. Harry vaguely hoped something would put him into shock again.

Arriving at the carriages his eyes landed on creatures he had never seen before. They were all strapped to the carriage, fidgeting with impatience. "Do you see them too?" asked the airy voice of Luna, who had stopped next to him. Before he could answer her, he was ushered into the carriage by Ron.

Entering the Great Hall Draco gave a sigh of irritation, Damion and Ameretta had argued the entire ride to the castle. As he strolled over to his table, he could feel eyes on him. Draco ignored them all as he seated himself in between his two best friends, Damion and Ameretta stood behind him. The heir gave another sigh, and nudged Candace from her sleep disturbing her perch around his neck. He then proceeded to pile his plate with every sweet imaginable.

"Your Highness, do you think it wise to consume so much sugar?" asked Ameretta, who (for the first time since he had known them) was not arguing with her companion. Draco turned to shoot the invisible angel a glare, "One, who would be worried about their health, after listening to you two bicker? I would be more concerned for my sanity. Two, this is a perfectly acceptable amount of sweets, considering you two have not left me alone since this morning."

To Draco's right, Blaise had a small smile on his lips, as Pansy (Draco's left) tried to suppress a small giggle. The young heir returned to his array of sweets, still ignoring some of the stares directed at him.

Harry entered the Great Hall, accompanied by his two best friends. The trio made their way to the Gryffindor table. After being seated, and starting to eat, Hermione nudged him in the shoulder. "Look, there's Malfoy." His eyes went to the direction she had indicated. They finally landed on the Slytherin Ice Prince, who was seated between Parkinson and Zambini.

Harry, at first, could not get his mind to register whom he was now staring at. Harry stared at his rival, taking in his stupid Slytherin robes, his damn hair that was the envy of the entire school, his pretty stormy-gray eyes. Once he realized what exactly he had just thought he tore his gaze from the Slytherin. Wow, wait up! What is wrong with me? I AM NOT ATRRACTED TO MALFOY! Not in a million years will I ever be attracted to Malfoy!

Now Harry was fully aware that he was bi. He had found out last year during the Twizards Tournament. He had finally told Ron and Hermione before the summer break, and had been surprised when they had accepted it without much trouble. But that doesn't mean I'm attracted to Malfoy!

Thankfully he was brought out of his thoughts when he heard a voice, he would have much rather forgotten. He looked up to see Dolores Umbridge addressing the students. Her round face, that eerily reminded him of a pig, and stubby fingers working to get her point across. Harry glanced around and noticed that most students had already tuned her out, including some of the Slytherins and even teachers. Strike that I would rather contemplate who I like, instead of listening to her.

He couldn't wait till they were dismissed to bed, getting up he felt a brush against his leg. Looking down he saw a teenaged fox wandering the hall. He didn't have much time to contemplate why, when a certain gray-eyed Slytherin rushed up to him, "Candace?! There you are! Don't wander off like that, you had us worried! Come on, we need to head to bed. Oh, hello Potter."

Harry opened his mouth but couldn't find anything to say. Malfoy allowed a smirk to come to his features, "As much as I enjoy this conversation, we need to go." He watched as his arch-rival and the young fox, Candace he remembered, turned and strolled out of the Great Hall. Harry stood stunned; he had just had a normal conversation with Malfoy of all people. Well it wasn't much of a conversation… I didn't even say anything!

Arriving in the Slytherin Dormitories Draco, Blaise and Pansy could only watch as Ameretta and Damion searched the place with viciousness. They searched the walls, the bricks on the wall, the paintings on the wall, floor, carpet, couches, the cushions on the couches, the fireplace, the bedrooms, trunks, everything in the trunks, dressers, doors in the dresser, everything in the doors, floorboards, bed, sheets, covers, pillow…..

After about an hour and a half, they completed their searching. "What in Merlin's name are you two looking for?!" asked Draco. "Well your highness, we were making sure everything was 100% safe for you to stay." Replied Ameretta, who was inspecting the wall again. They noticed the young heir's eyes, begin to flicker a light violet. "I have been here for five years, I'm pretty sure it's safe here." He retorted as he made his way to the bathroom.

Draco finally flopped down on his bed, with Candace next to him. He was about to drift off to sleep when his mentors came in. "What are you two doing?" he asked his voice tired from the day. Damion gave him a smile, "Well, we can't let anything happen to you while you sleep, now can we?"

It took the Slytherins tired mind a few minutes to fully process what his mentor had said. He turned to glare at his mentors his gray eyes flecked with violet, "No. I can deal with the arguing… mostly. I can learn to deal with all the paranoia, but you cannot watch me while I sleep. Let me have a little privacy."

Damion and Ameretta shared a look before answering their young charge, "Alright, but if anything should happen we'll be right down the hall. We will start your training in two days. Goodnight your Highness."

Draco had already turned his face into Candace's soft fur; he mumbled a barely heard, 'night' before nuzzling further into the fox's fur. His mentors both smiled at the display. "Sleep well your Highness." Ameretta whispered, as she and Damion left the young heir to his dreams.