It was well after sunrise when Harry ventured out of bed the following day. It was the last day of school and everyone was finishing their exams.

Harry packed everything into his trunk and sat down on the end of the bed trying to decide what to do to make time go by a little faster Sirius' will reading was two days away and Harry still wasn't sure how he was going to get away with not going back to the Dursley's. He would figure that out when the time came.

With a sigh he heaved himself off the bed and picked up a stack of books he needed to return to the library. The corridors were fairly empty as most students were at lunch or cramming for their afternoon exams.

Harry walked slowly down the hall almost like a sight seer and wasn't expecting it when Ernie Macmillan collided with him.

Harry let out a breath of air with an oomph but remained on his feet, Ernie wasn't so lucky, the Hufflepuff had ended up sprawled on the stone floor with books and papers scattered around him. The teen looked up at Harry with a terrified expression.

"Sorry Ernie." Harry smiled holding out his hand to help the boy up. At that moment he got a whiff of a very familiar scent he couldn't quite place. He helped to pick up the books and parchment scattered about and laughed when Ernie high tailed it down the hall away from him.

The rest of the journey to the library was uneventful, and once Harry entered, he spotted a platinum blond head bent over a table covered in open books.

The familiar scent he had gotten off of Ernie came back to him and he almost laughed. He returned his books before silently approaching Draco.

He leaned down and whispered into his ear. " A Hufflepuff huh? Not very Slytherin of you."

Draco jumped at his voice.

"For fucks sake, Harry. Don't sneak up on me like that. And what the hell are you talking about?"

"Ernie Macmillan. Don't pretend to be oblivious." Harry sat down next to the blonde.

"What did he say?" Draco exclaimed.

"He didn't say anything, I could smell the cologne." Harry grinned.

"So? Lots of guys could wear that cologne." Draco dismissed.

"They could, but they don't. Believe me I would know that smell." Harry continued to tease.

"How would you know that smell? That says more about you than it does about me." Draco murmured burying his nose back in his book.

"I only knew one other person in school to wear that scent and he is dead, so Ernie is now the only one that wears it. I'm sure of it." Harry pushed.

"Well then perhaps you should go have another sniff about. You've been spending too much time with the werewolf."

"Oh, I'm sorry I'll leave you alone. Though you should warn people that someone pissed in your cheerios this morning." Harry leaned back in his chair crossing his arms. "Completely my fault for assuming you would be willing to talk to me where others might be able to see."

"Yeah yeah, go fuck yourself. What did you want anyway?" Draco snapped back.

"Nothing at all. I was returning some books and saw you sitting here, thought I'd come over. But I thought wrong. Good luck on your DADA exam this afternoon." Harry shook his head and got up.

"Well if you don't want to get snapped at don't go around accusing people of fucking Hufflepuff's." Draco never glanced up from his book.

"I was actually just joking around with you. It's none of my business who you do or don't fuck. But Hufflepuff's are great in bed so good choice." Harry continued to stand behind Draco with his arms crossed waiting for Draco's response.

"How would you know? Did you fuck Ernie too?" Draco asked before slapping his hand over his mouth.

Harry got a satisfied smirk on his face and resumed his seat next to Draco.

"No, Cedric actually."

"Oh, I agree with you on that one. He was amazing I'd never even heard of half the shit he could do."

Harry smirked again. "Then I would hate to see what I could teach you."

"No fucking way." Draco shook his head a lock of blonde hair falling in front of his eyes.

Harry stood again getting so close to Draco's face that their noses almost touched. Gently he tucked the hair back and grinned.

"Where do you think Cedric learned it all?" He asked pulling away and quickly left the library leaving a stunned Draco behind.

"Well damn! Way to go Harry." Harry heard the blond murmuring a moment later.

The next morning Harry was awake before everyone else and as such he was the first one on the train. He found an empty compartment and locked himself into it. It was not like anyone would feel the need to sit with him anyway.

But of course he was wrong. He had just gotten comfortable for the trip and had contented himself with looking out the window when an annoying pecking started on the door. He turned to look and wished he had just pretended to be asleep. Ginny Weasley was standing outside the door grinning and waving madly at him.

With a barely disguised look of disgust he opened the door.

"What do you want Ginny?" He asked irritably.

"You looked lonely. I came to keep you company." She replied putting a hand on his chest pushing him back into the compartment and down into his seat, before climbing onto his lap.

"Ginny, what are you doing?" He asked.

She looked at him strangely, apparently confused at his lack of interest.

"Well I figured since Ron is busy with Hermione at the moment he can't interrupt us. We can finally spend some... Quality time together." She replied in what Harry supposed was intended to be a sexy tone.

"Ginny, I don't want to spend any time with you at all especially not quality time." He pushed her unceremoniously off of his lap and into the floor.

Laughter erupted from the corridor. Ginny had forgotten to shut the compartment door and Draco was currently outside of it bent over laughing so hard he had tears in his eyes.

"So I guess she doesn't know your dirty little secret then? Or is she just stupid?" Draco choked out.

"Why you little ferret..." Ginny got up off the floor with even less class than ending up there and stormed towards Draco wand drawn. She opened her mouth to curse him but before any words could emerge her mouth snapped shut and she was unable to open it. She stood there stunned a moment trying to pull her lips apart but it was almost as if they were glued together. She turned around to look at Harry but he hadn't moved and she had been watching Draco the whole time, he hadn't even pulled his wand on her. Ginny's eyes went wide and they welled with tears as she pushed past Draco and rushed down the hall.

"Not a fan of the Weaselette then?" Draco asked entering the compartment and shutting the door.

Harry just cringed.

"Well what would you do if I decided to invade your personal space and sit on your lap then?" Draco asked doing just that.

"Ernie isn't going to bust in and try to beat me up, is he?" Harry chuckled.

"Ernie is not my boyfriend, we had sex, that's it." Draco rolled his eyes putting his arms around Harry's neck.

"Well I have to ask you the same thing I just asked her." Harry looked at Draco curiously.

"What are you doing Draco?"

"Are you sure you want to know that?" Draco asked in return.

"Yes, I really would like to know why you are sitting in my lap." Harry nodded.

"Well, weren't there a couple of things you needed to teach me?"Draco asked innocently.

"Get off of me you prat." Harry laughed. "Before you end up on the floor too."

"Aww you wouldn't really throw me off would you? I know you like it, or is that a wand in your pocket?"

"If I liked it you definitely wouldn't be mistaking anything for a wand." Harry retorted standing up with Draco clinging to his neck to keep from falling. Harry placed the blond in the seat he had just been occupying and laid down across the bench with his head in Draco's lap.

"So I've been thinking a bit about your offer. I would like to join you." Draco became completely serious.

Harry was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I can't offer you safety just yet. I don't even know where I'm going when I get off of this train. But I will contact you as soon as I'm in a safe location and able to offer you my protection."

"Well I would offer you to come stay at Malfoy Manor, but the Death Eaters are currently turning it into a headquarter." Draco didn't seem particularly pleased by this.

"Well just play your part for a day or two and I will get you out of there." Harry promised looking up at the other teen.

"And how will you do that? Or is that another Mini Merlin trick you've got up your sleeve?" Draco teased swiping his fingers through Harry's hair, not even realizing he had done it.

"I have several properties I will be taking over as of tomorrow. As soon as I am settled in one of them you can come stay with me." Harry offered. "Unless you prefer to stay with the Death Eaters."

"Of course not. That's a deal."

" Are you going to be okay leaving your parents?" Harry asked enjoying the feeling of Draco's fingers raking through his hair.
"Are you kidding me? I will not miss my Father, that's for sure. My mother though is a different cause. I bet she would join you if you asked her." Draco bit his lip, a habit Harry had never seen the teen exhibit.

"Well then that is your first task as a member of my uprising. Recruit your Mother." Harry got a fiery look of determination in his eyes.

"Okay boss. Your wish is my command."

Harry soon fell asleep with Draco's fingers running through his hair. He didn't remember the last time he had slept so soundly but it ended all too soon.

"Harry, we are at the station wake up." Draco whispered brushing his lips softly against Harry's ear.

Harry's eyes fluttered open and he inhaled deeply. Draco's scent was no longer masked by cologne it was simply Draco.

Harry inhaled again. The soft smell of lavender and vanilla but with a masculine edge of some sort invaded his senses.

"You smell much better without Ernie's cologne all over you." He mumbled sitting up shaking his head trying to wake up.

"Are you trying to tell me I smell good?" Draco asked with a smirk.

"Actually yes, that is exactly what I'm telling you." Harry smiled standing to grab his trunk, he once again left Draco to stare at his retreating back speechless.

Harry got off the train still trying to figure out what he was going to do, there was no way he could go back to the Dursleys.

"Harry, come along quickly before we are seen." Harry's elbow was grabbed by an invisible force.

"Let go of me." Harry growled preparing to unleash his magic.

"Its me Moony." The invisible person spoke again. "Your patronus is a stag like James' animagus but James Potter is not your father. Severus Snape is. Padfoot told me so I could help you through this."

"Where are we going?" Harry asked finally recognizing the wolfy scent that was Remus and quit panicking.

"You are going to come stay with me until tomorrow. I will accompany you to the reading of the will."

Harry accepted the answer for the time being until they could get out of the station. They slipped passed an irate Vernon Dursley who was cursing about Harry not having the decency to show up and at the same time hoping he wouldn't have to deal with the brat this summer. Petunia just nodded her head in agreement.

The two apparated to a dingy little cabin which from all Harry could tell was somewhere deep in the woods.

It was extremely small but would do until Harry could choose a property. Morning came and Harry dressed to impress in a pair of tight fitting black pinstripe pants and a button down green silk shirt that brought out the color in his eyes.

When he looked at Remus' typical shabby attire he vowed to buy the man a new wardrobe immediately.

They arrived at Gringotts bank with about a half an hour to spare and were led to the will reading room.

The two spoke quietly amongst themselves for a few minutes until a ruckus in the hallway silenced them.

"What do you mean I can not enter? I told you I am here to represent Harry Potter. Do you know who he is?" Dumbledore's voice carried into the room.

"I am well aware of who Harry Potter is sir, he is sitting in the will reading room as we speak. I greeted him myself." The goblin replied.

"Well then he needs an adult with him." Dumbledore persisted.

"As the heir to two or more family fortunes Mr. Potter is a legal adult in his own right. Mr. Dumbledore. Even if that were not the case he has a chaperone with him. Now as you are not in Mr. Black's final will and testament I must ask you to leave. Or you will be escorted from the premises."

The goblin had finally gotten aggravated.

They didn't hear anything more so they assumed Dumbledore had been put in his place. Remus and Harry went back to their previous conversation which was again interrupted, this time it was Harry's sense of smell that did it. The smell of lavender and vanilla wafted into the room before Harry heard anything.

"I'm Draco Malfoy I'm here as representative for my mother Narcissa Malfoy."

Harry watched the door waiting for his friend to enter.

"Draco what are you doing here?" He asked as soon as the door opened and Draco stepped in.

"Exactly what I just said." Draco said with an air of importance.

"Well I know that smart ass, why didn't your mother come?"

"She is busy with completing her preparations for what we discussed yesterday."

"Harry what is he talking about? And why would you want Narcissa to be at the will reading?"

"I'm talking about the uprising. And that's the same reason I wanted Mrs. Malfoy to be here today, but I guess we will have to settle for her son." Harry smirked in Draco's direction.

"Okay I guess we'll talk about that later then." Remus replied with a knowing look between the two teens.

At that moment the Goblin who greeted them earlier entered the room. "Mr. Potter, before we begin I need to confirm that you are who you claim to be. You hand please." As Harry placed his hand in Rodflock's hand he felt a sharp knife penetrating his skin over his finger. Rodflock smeared the blood over the piece of parchment in front of him. As the blood soaked into it, it began forming letters in an old ancient script, almost unreadable to Harry.

Rodflock looked up at Harry with a surprised look on his face.

"Is there anything wrong?" Remus asked worried.

"I guess I need to change the name on your records, I'm sorry for the inconvenience Mr. Snape."

As Rodflock apologized, Draco spluttered out the tea he had just sipped and started coughing.

Harry started clapping the blond on his shoulder, helping him to breathe again. "Yeah I should probably have warned you about that part, but well, I only just found out a couple days ago. I guess you know the reason for me being out by the lake the other day now." Harry said with a sad smile.

"Wait just one moment. Severus is your father?" Draco exclaimed disbelievingly.

"Not by choice he's not." Harry said with a sneer.

"Does he know? Why did he treat you like that if that was the case?" The blond still sounded like he didn't believe a word of it.

"Well he's not aware of that fact yet." Harry said with an eerie smile, like he was planning a wicked prank.

"Mr. Snape! If we can proceed?" Rodflock said with annoyance.

"Please if you would continue to refer to me as Mr. Potter or Black, then yes we may proceed. My sperm donor has not earned the honor of my taking on his last name."

"My apologies Mr. Potter-Black." The goblin gave a slight bow before slipping a small disc that looked rather like a muggle CD into a slot on the side of the table. A hologram of Sirius appeared above the glass table top and he looked around at each of them.

"Well, I suppose I did something stupid and got myself killed. So now you are all sitting around waiting to see what I've decided to give you. Let's start with Remus, I want you to have ten- thousand galleons and I also wish for you to take over ownership of a few of the businesses I have acquired over the years. The list will be given to you after I'm done talking." The hologram paced around the table a few times before continuing. "Draco, somehow I know your mother sent you. I do hope you and Harry haven't destroyed anything. Perhaps I didn't think things through when deciding to put a Malfoy in the same room as my godson but with any luck you are both getting along. To you and your Mother I grant twenty-thousand galleons and a beautiful home in France. Under the conditions that you both leave Malfoy Manor she must divorce Lucius and you must both leave and remain away from the services of Voldemort. If this becomes a reality and stays as such for a two year time span you will receive the inheritance. Until that time I leave it in Harry's control. Everything else I leave to Harry. I guess you want to know what that includes, but well you get a list like Remus afterward, I don't like to hear myself talk that much. Remember what I told you Harry, be your own person no one else really matters. Remus I'll always love you, find someone to settle down with and be happy, that's all I could ever ask. Draco, when someone tells you they don't need your help they normally need it the most."

With that the hologram vanished and the trio of people was left sitting there, two of which with moist eyes the third sat pondering. Draco couldn't figure out what Sirius' last message could possibly mean.

Rodflock cleared his throat and handed out parchment to them all.

Draco's was an agreement to the terms for receiving the inheritance. Remus' was a list of businesses as well as a sheet to sign recognizing what he received. Harry got the biggest stack of papers out of the all. He had two sheets to sign, confirming receipt of the house of Black and everything that came with it. Another confirmed the receipt of the house of Potter and everything entailed. He also received a list of businesses Sirius had given him, one of which, about made his jaw hit the table top.

"Sirius owned the Firebolt company?" He exclaimed.

"Yeah, the company was passed down through his family." Remus replied not looking up from his papers.

Harry just shook his head before glancing through his assets skipping through most of it until he reached the houses and properties. He wanted something big but not overly obnoxious. Something with the Fidelius on it, as well as something that was unplottable.

After a few minutes of searching through numerous choices he found the perfect one. It was located in Copenhagen, Denmark.

It looked like an ordinary home on the outside but the inside included ten bedrooms, a kitchen, formal dining room, three living rooms twelve bathrooms and a large library. It was under the Fidelius so you wouldn't be able to see it unless you knew where it was.

Harry looked up at Draco with a big smile.

"Hope you're packed and ready to go."

"Yes, I never unpacked from school. Where are we going?" Draco asked looking up hopefully.

"Denmark." Harry replied finishing up with his paperwork.

"What? Denmark? Why?" Remus sputtered confused leading the way out the door.

Draco didn't ask any questions just got up and headed for the door.

"After you Mr. Snape." He grinned.

Harry gave him a pointed look before smacking him sharply on the arse. "That's Mr. Potter-Black." he corrected.

"Well I don't know, if that's my punishment perhaps I'll keep calling you Mr. Snape." Draco smirked sticking his arse out for another smack.

"I'll never touch you in any way, shape or form ever again Malfoy I swear." Harry threatened.

"Aw don't be a spoiled sport Mr. Potter-Black. Don't you ever get tired of having hyphens in your name?" Draco asked sticking out his tongue and running out the door before Harry could retaliate.

"Apparently the-boy-who-lived is also the-boy-who-can't-run." He taunted running down the hall. Draco didn't see Remus had stopped in front of him and was hindered slightly by slamming into him, he was able to keep his balance but it caused Harry to catch up.

"Tag! You're it!" Harry chanted poking Draco in the ribs before taking off through the lobby dodging around people looking at him with mixed looks of amusement and disgust.

Draco took off after him yelling. "Oh it is on Potter! You better run faster than that."

They continued their chase all the way into the alley. Draco finally caught up to Harry, grabbing him he announced "Gotcha!"

When Harry didn't move Draco glanced around him to find Ron, wand drawn pointed at Harry's chest.

The red head was flanked by Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas both also had their wands out pointed at Harry.

"Playing tag with the Mini Death Eater in training are we Potter?" Ron sneered. "How pathetic."

"Really?" Harry laughed. "At the moment you look just like him which one is Crabbe and which one is Goyle?" Harry gestured to his two ex-roommates.

Draco stepped forward with a huff. "Geez Harry, I thought we were friends." He crossed his arms. "Comparing me to the weasel. I'm offended."

"Aw, I'm sorry Honey I'll make it up to you later." Harry turned to tease the blonde.

"What!" Ron exclaimed. " You're a bloody poof, I knew it!" He jammed his wand out and began to open his mouth to curse the boys but was quickly put to a stop by Remus stepping in between them.

"Problem boys?" He questioned.

"No Remus, Ron was just showing us his lack of verbal skills." Draco replied trying not to laugh at how red Ron's face was becoming.

"Well come along then. You two can play with your friends later." Remus ushered them along.

"I really wish you wouldn't draw attention to yourself Harry." Remus said with a sigh.

"He started it." Harry retorted stubbornly. Remus rolled his eyes. "I wasn't talking about Ron, Draco is in enough danger right now without people seeing you playing tag in the streets.

"Sorry," Harry apologized. "Draco you need to get home to your Mother, I'll send for you in a few hours. Be ready."

Draco nodded then let out a surprised gasp when Harry pulled him into a hug.

"Be careful," He ordered before kissing the blond on the forehead and pulling away. Draco watched until Remus and Harry apparated away before heading home to make sure his mother was ready.