When Draco returned to the manor it was in an uproar. The death eaters were preparing for a raid or something and were rushing around. Not one part of the expansive mansion was left untouched.

"Draco quickly made his way to his mother's parlor. Severus Snape was the only death eater present and by the look he gave Draco it seemed Narcissa had filled him in on the situation.

"I hope you and Potter know what you are doing Draco," The potions professor hissed with his face mere inches from Draco's.

"Don't worry sir. Even if I have no idea, Harry has the situation well under control." Draco replied.

Severus sneered at him. "I doubt that. You do know the Dark Lord will be furious."

"I'm well aware sir. Luckily for us we will be long gone before he even notices we are missing." Draco reached out for his Mother's hand.

"Draco, now wait think about this." Severus protested grabbing Draco's arm.

There was a loud pop that caused all three to jump.

"Mr. Draco sir?" A house elf wearing what looked like a black pillow case emblazoned with a crest showing a grim, a stag, and a wolf surrounding a fiery phoenix, wings outstretched.

"Yes?" Draco finally replied after looking the elf over.

"Master sent me to fetch your things sir." The elf looked up at him with large bright eyes.

"Yes, of course everything is in our bedrooms." Draco nodded dumbly. Harry really did think of everything. "Just make sure no one sees you." He added as an after thought.

The elf gave a nod and handed Draco a piece of paper before vanishing. Draco unfolded the paper and read the address on it.

"I'm sorry Severus, I've made up my mind and Mother has made up hers. We have to go." Draco stepped away from Severus ignoring the man's pleading expression.

"Don't worry I'm sure Harry will be sending for you soon enough." Draco winked at Severus before grabbing Narcissa's wrist and apparating away.

When they arrived Harry was no where to be found, instead Remus greeted them and showed them to their rooms. The house was large but no where near as luxurious as Malfoy Manor. Draco took a liking to it immediately.

"Draco this is your room." Remus gestured to a closed door. "Harry's room is right across the hall." That was all Remus said before leading Narcissa down the hall in the other direction walking closer to her than was normal.

Draco shook his head and smiled. Who would his mother choose? The werewolf or the death eater?

With a chuckle at the thought of Remus being his step father Draco pushed the door open.

Harry was laying sprawled out across the queen size bed in the room blowing a puff of smoke.

"Oh, Sorry guess Remus got confused he said this was my room." Draco blushed slightly.

"No he was right this is your room." Harry replied with a smile he walked over to the cracked window and threw the butt out.

Draco entered sitting on the bed. He sniffed the air. "What are you doing in my room other than make it stink?" He griped. "Don't you have your own room to fill with the scent of ashtray?"

"Oh it isn't that bad." Harry chuckled sitting down next to Draco hugging one of the pillows off the bed to his chest.

"Great now you want my pillow to stink too." Draco groaned.

"Are you trying to say I stink?" Harry whined giving him a sad face.

"Not you, your clothes, your hair and your breath yes. But not you." Draco replied wrinkling his nose.

"Draco you are such a prat" Harry laughed and slapped him over the head with the pillow.

"NO! Watch the hair, Harry, not everyone want a birds nest on top of their head like you, thank you." Draco said with a grouchy look on his face.

"Oh you mean I can't do THIS?" Harry replied while gripping Draco in a headlock and messing his hair up even more.

"NOOO! Stop! You do not mess with the hair." Draco said seriously while slapping Harry with his own pillow.

"Oh no you didn't!" Harry exclaimed grabbing his pillow smacking Draco across the back of the head.

The look on Draco's face was priceless and caused Harry to begin laughing distracting him enough for Draco to get his revenge by hitting Harry in the back.

Harry jumped to his feet on the bed and returned fire and before long the two teens were chasing each other around the room engaged in a full out pillow fight.

Harry swung his pillow out and caught Draco in the side also giving the blond an opportunity to grasp a hold of it. Harry tried to yank it back and the pillow ripped sending feathers everywhere.

With a shout of triumph Draco beat Harry over the head again with his own pillow which had received enough of a beating and it too exploded. Feathers fell about the room like snow sticking in their hair and on their clothing.

Neither were ready to admit defeat and Harry tackled Draco landing in the feathers with Draco on top of him. Both out of breath due to laughing didn't really realize the position they were currently lying in. As they calmed down reality seemed to catch up to them. Draco swallowed the lump in his throat while his eyes gazed down to Harry's lips. Like an automatic reaction he moistened his lips and slowly leaned down to kiss Harry lightly.

Harry's eyes widened in shock for a moment before he let them flutter shut and allowed himself to become lost in the kiss.

It was short and sweet but left both boys breathless.

"What on earth are you two doing in here?" Narcissa exclaimed from the doorway looking around the room with a shocked expression. Remus was standing behind her with a tight lipped expression that showed he was trying not to laugh.

Draco quickly jumped up and moved away from Harry while trying to flatten his hair and brush the feathers out of it at the same time.

Harry merely propped himself up on his elbows grinning. "It's nothing just a freak feather storm."

"I see." Narcissa replied raising an elegant eyebrow, her lips pursed. "Well the next time there is a 'freak feather storm' perhaps you should invite the rest of the inhabitants of the house to join in." She laughed conjuring a pillow to smack Harry with knocking him backwards.

Harry looked up at the laughing woman with a look of shock on his face.

"Harry, come now. Just because I look like a stone cold bitch doesn't mean I am one." Narcissa shook her head before offering a hand to help Harry up.

"And I must say I'm a little disappointed. Draco told me you'd be able to protect us and here you are defeated by a simple pillow."

Draco shook his head at his mother before looking to Harry. "What she really means is she wants to see a show of your power."

"Well yes in simple terms." Narcissa agreed still with a smile on her face. Harry noted how much younger and more beautiful she was when she smiled, just like Draco. He shook his head to clear his thoughts before taking a few steps away from everyone else.

"Harry why are you still using those ridiculous glamours?" Remus interrupted before Harry could do anything further. "I know they must be drawing more of your magic than is necessary to keep them in place."

"Wait, what glamours?" Draco asked confused.

"Remember that night by the lake Draco? I took down all of them and showed you." Harry looked at the blond strangely.

"Oh, I but, that. I mean." Draco paused for a moment to gather his thoughts. "I thought you were using glamours to make yourself appear stronger and more intimidating."

Harry looked at him for a second before laughing. "Do you really think I'm that vain? Or that stupid for that matter. I know very well that appearing strong wouldn't make an ounce of difference to the death eaters." Harry once again allowed the glamours to disappear so he was left standing there with no disguises. His clothing clung to him nicely and his skin was a healthy tan color. No longer was he puny and sick looking.

"This is me. No covers, no glamours, no disguises." Harry gave a weak smile to Narcissa and Draco.

"Well I'll be damned!" Draco exclaimed.

"Language Draco dear." Narcissa chastised. "Now Harry you were about to show me how it is you believe you can protect my son and me."

Harry nodded trying to think of what he could do in such a small space without hurting anyone or completely destroying Draco's room.

A smile slowly formed on Harry's lips and he placed one finger on the bedpost. Everyone looked at him with looks of confusion until slowly the bed began to turn an icy blue color. After the bed was completely turned to ice it continued to the floor creeping up the bed table and dresser, the desk and chair in the corner. Slowly everything turned to ice. Narcissa moved to the bookshelf and picked up one of the books and slowly opened the cover. Each individual page had the words that had previously been in ink carved into them. As she held onto the book however it began to melt and slipped out of her hands. She reached out to grab it before it could hit the floor jumping back in shock as it burst into flames.

Narcissa looked at Harry who hadn't moved and then looked back to the icy shelf she had removed the book from it was back in its place and back to it's original format.

When she turned to look around the room she found it too was back to normal.

"Harry! You didn't tell me you had gotten the hang of the elementals." Remus exclaimed.

Narcissa and Draco were looking at him wide eyed like a specimen in a cage. Harry shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal then cleared his throat.

"If you will all excuse me I have some things to attend to." He then swiftly exited the room without another word.

"What was that about?" Draco questioned.

"Harry is very modest believe it or not." Remus frowned. "He hates to be the center of attention."

"Then why does he show off the way he does?" Draco asked crossing his arms.

"When have you ever seen him show off?" Remus demanded. "Without someone requesting he do so, without his life being in danger forcing him to protect himself. When have you ever seen that happen?"

Draco stood there silent trying to think of a time that he had seen it.

"I haven't." He admitted quietly.

"I'll leave you to get settled then." Remus nodded exiting the room in the same fashion as Harry had.

"I saw you kissing him Draco." Narcissa commented calmly sitting down on the bed.

"So what if I did?" Draco turned his back to her folding clothes and putting them away. "He's hot."

"Is that the only reason you kissed him? Because you find him attractive?" Narcissa pried.

"Well why else would I have done it?" Draco asked a blush covering his pale cheeks.

"I think you like him." Narcissa smiled smugly. "And I notice you haven't commented on his true appearance."

"Don't be silly, of course I don't like him. Besides what if I did? He's bloody, perfect Potter he could have anybody especially with that unglamoured body. Why would he want me?" Draco threw down the shirt in his hand and sank down on the bed next to his mother leaning his head against her shoulder.

"How do you know Dragon?" Narcissa asked brushing her fingers through his hair like she used to when he was a child. "It looked to me like he was kissing you back."

"I guess I don't really know and I never will because I'm not planning on telling him." Draco crossed his arms over his chest pouting.

"Then you will always be left wondering." Narcissa commented standing she kissed Draco on the forehead and made her way out. Draco fell back onto the bed with a sigh reliving the kiss in his head.

Across the hall Harry was attempting to write a letter to the twins but all he could think about was blonde hair and gray eyes. Perfect lips velvety soft against his own. With a sigh Harry crumpled up his third piece of parchment tossing it over his shoulder in the direction of the trash can.

After several more minutes of staring at a blank piece of parchment Harry gave up and decided to try a shower to clear his head.

The hot water streaming down his body did nothing to help his thought process. Instead Harry began to think about Draco showering with him soap running over his pale skin.

"One bloody kiss and he's got me head over heels for him." Harry muttered under his breath turning the shower off he got out and dried off pulling on a pair of jeans he left his room and crossed the hall. He held up a hand to knock on the frame of the open door but stopped choosing to just watch as Draco danced around the room to a tune Harry couldn't hear.

Harry stood there leaning against the door frame for a moment or two before Draco finally noticed him standing there. He jumped dropping the stack of books in his arms holding a hand to his chest to try and slow his heart beat. The sight of Harry in nothing but a pair of worn out blue jeans wasn't helping matters.

"Sorry didn't mean to startle you." Harry grinned moving to help Draco pick up the fallen books.

"How many times have I told you not to sneak up on me like that?" Draco snapped.

"I told you I was sorry, besides your door was open." Harry shrugged moving back away from the blond.

"Yeah yeah, Don't you own a shirt?" Draco rolled his eyes placing the books on the shelf.

"Does my being half naked bother you Draco?" Harry asked stepping closer.

"You know what I mean." Draco huffed.

"No Draco, I don't think I do. Explain it to me." Harry grinned moving closer still.

"What are you doing in here anyway?" Draco asked looking from side to side for an escape route as Harry continued to edge closer with a predatory grin on his face.

"I came to discuss our little kiss earlier."

Draco backed up slowly as Harry advanced on him. His knees hit the edge of the bed and he fell back onto it it with a frightened expression.

Harry cracked up laughing moving to sit on the edge of the bed looking at Draco expectantly.

"What about it?" Draco asked swallowing hard.

"What did you mean by it?" Harry questioned.

"Should it mean anything?" Draco replied with a blush.

"No I guess not." Harry replied with a sigh a frown forming on his face. "I need to go finish my letter to the twins. I'll leave you to finish unpacking."

"Of course you do." Draco retorted looking at the floor.

Harry stood and left the room closing the door behind him. As soon as the latch clicked shut Draco smacked himself in the forehead. "Stupid, stupid, stupid."

Harry went back to his room and pulled on a t-shirt before sitting back down at his desk. He picked up his quill and dipped it in the ink well.

Gred and Forge,

Remus will meet you at your flat tomorrow at three to bring you to headquarters.

You won't need anything unless you plan on staying, there is plenty of extra bedroom space.

Tears welled in Harry's eyes. The twins were always good for a snogging session or sex but Harry craved a relationship. Something where true feelings were exchanged.

Harry didn't realize he had started crying until the wet blotches appeared on his parchment.

It really was for the best though. He decided finishing his letter and sending it off with Hedwig.

Everyone he truly cared for or who truly cared for him ended up dead. Harry opened his window sitting on the couch in front of it pulling out a cigarette. Finally he let the loss of Sirius, Draco's rejection of him, and finding out he wasn't who he thought he was all come crashing down. It threatened to bury him and the tears flowed freely. He sat smoking cigarette after cigarette gazing out the window just letting the tears fall.

When a knocking on his door brought him out of his reverie Harry threw his now empty cigarette pack out the window and answered with a shaky "Come in."

Draco opened the door and stepped inside shutting the door quietly behind him.

"I just wanted to say goodnight. I'm." Draco stopped after catching a good glimpse of Harry.

"Merlin Harry, What's wrong?" He asked crossing the room to where Harry was sitting.

"Nothing Draco, I'm fine." Harry replied.

"I don't buy it and it's freezing in here. You are going to catch a cold." Draco sighed closing the window.

"What do you care?" Harry mumbled pulling another pack of cigarettes out of the stand beside the couch.

"You don't think I care? I'm not an ice queen you know." Draco replied with a small smile.

"Could have fooled me." Harry retorted lighting yet another smoke. He chose to ignore Draco's attempt to make him laugh.

"I didn't mean it like that you know?" Draco spoke softly pulling his legs up under him.

"You didn't mean what like that Draco?" Harry asked with a sigh blowing smoke in the blonds face.

"You know our conversation before."

"Draco spit it out. I'm not going to sit here and play guessing games with you all night."

"Okay, Okay. The kiss meant something. Happy now?" Draco stood and began pacing in front of Harry. "Best I ever had by the way. You really do have to be perfect at everything don't you?" Draco rambled

"No quite the contrary actually." Harry shook his head.

"I dare to disagree." Draco replied sitting back down.

"Draco the only thing to ever truly come naturally to me is flying. Everything else has been practice, practice, practice until it is perfection."

"You must have practiced on a ton of guys. Because that. That was perfection." Draco felt his cheeks heat up admitting this to the raven haired teen.

"I wouldn't say a ton of guys just a lot of snogging with a few guys." Harry finally cracked a smile.

"What did it feel like to you?" Draco asked quietly biting his lip.

Harry let out a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair. "It felt like... Like nothing I have ever felt before, like my whole world was right there in that moment."

"Kiss me." Draco breathed leaning closer.

Harry obliged by meeting Draco in the middle kissing him softly. They stayed that way for a moment before Harry grabbed Draco around the waist never removing his lips from the other teens, he leaned back against the arm of the couch pulling Draco on top of him. The form of his lithe body fitting perfectly in his arms, like two pieces of a puzzle finally being brought together. Both guys got completely lost in the feeling of each others lips, as the kiss got deeper. Draco drew in a deep breath as they both stopped for air, and looked deeply into the emerald green eyes of Harry. "And you claim that wasn't perfection?"

"Well practice does make perfect you know." Harry commented softly sliding further down onto the couch until he was lying with Draco flush against him.

"I don't know how we could make any more perfect but I'm willing to practice." Draco replied with a cheeky grin.

Harry smiled pulling the blond down to continue where they had left off. Sometime later Draco lay with his head cuddled into the crook of Harry's neck and Harry felt him smile against his skin.

"So, are you feeling better?"

"Very much so, Thanks to you and your magical lips." Harry replied through a yawn rubbing light circles on Draco's back.

"Glad to have been of service." Draco let out a content sigh.

That was how Remus found the two of them, the following morning, when he went to wake Harry up.

Draco was laying on his side in between the back of the couch and Harry, with his arms wrapped around the brunette and one leg draped over him.

There was a lot to be done but Remus simply didn't have the heart to wake either of them up. Quietly he stepped back into the hallway closing the door behind him.

"Remus, have you seen Draco? He isn't in his room." Narcissa questioned once he made it to the kitchen.

"He's in Harry's room asleep." Remus replied with a shrug.

"Is everything okay?" Narcissa then asked sipping her coffee while a house elf bustled about making breakfast.

"I guess so." Remus shrugged again taking a drink of his own coffee. "They were curled up together on the couch asleep." The werewolf grinned. "They were both smiling too."

"So Harry is gay as well?" Narcissa looked imploringly at Remus.

"I really don't think even Harry could tell you the answer to that question. He likes who he likes male, female, whatever. Is Draco?" Remus leaned forward towards Narcissa.

"Yes, though if he had it his way I probably wouldn't know about it. He lived in fear that his Father would find out but now he can be open and free with his feelings." Narcissa set her mug aside and reached out to place her hands over Remus'. " You and Harry have freed us both and have my eternal gratitude."

"It is not I you need to thank, it is Harry who has and will save us all."

Harry woke up extremely stiff and sore but not altogether uncomfortable. A weight was holding him down and it took a moment for Harry to realize what was going on. He was on the couch in his room and he was cuddling with one Draco Malfoy. The blonde looked like an angel sleeping softly with a small smile on his usually stern face.

Harry reached up a hand and moved a strand of hair out of Draco's face tucking it behind the sleeping teens ear.

Draco nuzzled into Harry's touch. Harry smiled running his hand down Draco's cheek.

Blond eyelashes fluttered open slowly revealing confused silver orbs.

"Good Morning." Harry greeted waiting to see what Draco's reaction to the situation would be.

"Here is where I wake up right?" Draco murmured.

"You're already awake Draco." Harry chuckled. Draco rested his head against Harry's firm chest.

"Not possible. I'm dreaming that's the only explanation for being cuddled up on a couch with you." Draco closed his eyes again.

"Believe what you want but I will still be here when you do decide to wake up." Harry ran his fingers through Draco's hair. In that moment he wondered to himself about the promise he had made in that sentence. He had never wanted to be there for anyone this much before. He felt like his goal in life was simply to protect the beautiful creature laying beside of him.

Harry then frowned. It didn't matter how he felt because it wouldn't work. Everyone he cared about ended up dead or hurt. He was better off alone at least until he could rid the world of Voldemort and the manipulative headmaster.

Draco's voice brought Harry back to reality.

"Well you know what would make this dream of mine perfect?" Draco opened one eye looking up at Harry. "Kiss me."

Harry moved so that he was laying on his side facing Draco. He placed one hand on either side of the teens face stroking his cheeks with quidditch calloused thumbs. He waited until Draco opened his eyes to look at him green meeting silver, then he leaned in kissing Draco's soft lips passionately. After a moment he pulled away in favor of breathing.

"Okay, wow." Draco panted slightly eyes wide. "I think I'm awake now. Not even a dream kiss could meet that standard of perfection."

Harry just smiled sitting up to reach for his cigarettes. Draco simply readjusted so that his head was now resting in Harry's lap.

"You know I never would have guessed you to be the cuddly type." Harry took the first drag off of his cigarette feeling his brain spark to life with the nicotine.

"I'm not actually. You're just comfortable." Draco retorted.

"Good to know." Harry sighed snuffing out his cigarette. "I guess I better head downstairs, I have a lot to get done today. The twins will be here and I need to think of how to contact Snape."

"Oh of course, the weasel twins." Draco scoffed moving so that Harry could get up he immediately resumed his position on the couch rolling over so that Harry was looking at his back.

Harry rolled his eyes before getting dressed and going to the kitchen.

Remus and Narcissa looked to be deep in conversation with one another so Harry entered quietly sitting where the excited house elf directed him.

"Sleep well Harry?" Remus asked finally realizing the teen had entered the room.

"I'm a little stiff but otherwise the best night of sleep I've had in a long time." Harry replied honestly not really caring that the reason behind his good sleeps mother was sitting across the table from him.

"Where is Draco?" Narcissa asked.

"He was in the process of going back to sleep when I left." Harry shrugged shoving a fork full of eggs into his mouth.

"Yes, but it didn't work very well after my big pillow left." Draco announced entering the room wearing one of Harry's Gryffindor quidditch shirts. Harry was slightly taller and broader than Draco so the shirt was baggie and fell down over the Slytherin's arse. Harry had to look twice but he was fairly certain that the blue jeans Draco wore looked familiar as well.

Everyone at the table was rendered speechless. Harry was the first to regain his voice.

"Umm Draco, not that I mind but you do know you're wearing my clothes right?"

"Your point being?" Draco crossed his arms.

"No point, you look good in Gryffindor gold by the way." Harry replied pointing at him with his fork.

"Of course I do. I look good in anything." Draco winked moving to sit next to Harry he leaned over and whispered. "I look even better in nothing at all."

"We shall see about that." Harry chuckled.

"Oh, I'm counting on it." Draco winked.

"Oh Remus could you meet up with the twins at around three today?" Harry remembered. "Bring them back here."

"Sure thing general. I have a question though." Remus looked thoughtful.

Harry looked at him waiting for the question.

"Are you going to mark your followers too?"

"What like the dark lord?" Narcissa questioned seeming shocked.

"No not only the dark lord uses that tactic Dumbledore does as well he just hides it a little better." Harry frowned.

"You have a. a. what.. like a light mark instead of a dark mark?" Draco asked not understanding.

"Yeah, it's on my shoulder blade." Harry grimaced and shrugged out of his shirt to show the Hogwarts crest emblazoned on his left shoulder blade.

"He used the school emblem to brand you as his servant?" Draco exclaimed in disgust.

Harry nodded. "We will discuss it as a group as to rather I am going to be giving anyone any markings. Though it would be useful to be able to get in touch with everyone at one time."

"If you decide to do it I want mine first." Draco announced calmly though Harry could feel nervousness coming from the blonde.

"What about the marks we already have Harry?" Remus asked thinking about his own light mark as well as Narcissa's dark mark.

"I know how to get rid of them. I wasn't supposed to find out but I searched through the old mans mind one day over tea and found what I need to know." Harry admitted.

"The dark mark too Harry?" Narcissa looked hopeful.

"Yes, Dumbledore used the same basic concept for our light marks as Voldemort did your dark ones. I can either get rid of it all together or rearrange it to whatever I decide mine will be. If I choose to have one." Harry looked like he had drifted off into his own little world as he finished the sentence and both Draco and Narcissa looked at him in concern. Draco had seen this happen to the teen at school and he was always rushed away soon after.

"He's seeing something through his mental connection with Voldemort." Remus explained seeing their worried expressions.

"He has a mental connection with that psychopath?" Draco exclaimed reaching over to take Harry's hand in his own. The raven haired teen didn't seem to notice.

Finally Harry's eyes came back into focus and he smiled sadly and squeezed Draco's hand. "Voldemort knows you are gone. He thinks you have turned traitor and gone to Dumbledore. Needless to say he isn't happy."

"Harry, What did you see?" Remus questioned slowly. He knew Harry didn't like to talk about the things he saw.

"That was all really Voldemort is angry and he's expecting Lucius to track you two down." Harry nodded towards Draco and his Mother. " And bring you back to him alive." Harry's face paled and he abruptly stood up. "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."

Draco watched Harry leave the room with worried eyes. "Remus. Is he okay?"

"As okay as he can be I guess." Remus sighed. "Whenever he links minds with Voldemort like that he shares Voldemort's thoughts and feelings. It really wears him down."

"Do you think he would mind if I went up?" Draco asked sheepishly.

"I think he might just enjoy the company." Remus nodded with a smile.

Draco took the stairs two at a time slowing down outside of Harry's room. He stood staring at the closed door for a few minutes unsure of how the teen may react to him being there. Draco wasn't sure what they were. Sure they had spent the night together and had snogged like Draco had never snogged before but Harry also had a bit of a reputation for being a player.

Word around Hogwarts was that Harry didn't do relationships he had flings and friends with benefits like the Weasley twins. Rumor was that Harry had been dating Cedric Diggory at the time of his death in fourth year and ever since Harry was afraid of getting close to anyone.

"I'll never know if I don't go in there I guess." Draco muttered under his breath before opening the door quietly and entering the room.

Harry was laying on his back with his arms folded under his head staring at the ceiling.

"Hey Draco." He greeted never moving to look at him.

"How did you know?" Draco questioned moving closer to the bed.

Harry turned his head slightly with a crooked grin on his face. "I smelled you."

"How do you do that?" Draco shook his head. "You hear things no one could possibly hear, you smell things no human could possibly smell."

"It's complicated, let's just say it was part of the training Dumbledore put me through." Harry patted the bed beside of him for Draco to sit down.

"What are you? Part werewolf?" Draco chuckled sitting down.

"Not exactly... though I am part Snape." Harry sat up.

Draco cocked his head to the side like a confused puppy. "What do you mean 'not exactly'?"

"Again it's a long story and I'll explain it to you sometime but right now I need to write a letter to my dearest father." Harry held out a hand summoning everything he would need to write his letter as well as the signed form from Gringotts proving what he was about to tell the potions master.

Draco remained quiet as Harry penned his letter jumping when Harry whistled loud and sharp. A beautiful song filled the room as the harsh whistle ended.

A dark purple fire reflected off of the walls and a black phoenix appeared.

"Hello Mercedes." Harry greeted the phoenix stroking its feathers.

"You have a phoenix!" Draco exclaimed in shock as the bird rubbed its head against his cheek.

"Yes, and it seems Mercedes likes you." Harry chuckled. "Come on Mercedes, I didn't call for you to have you hitting on my man."

The bird chirped and moved to stand in front of Harry. "I need you to take this to Professor Snape. Don't be seen by anyone other than him and wait for a response."

Mercedes nodded her understanding and allowed Harry to tie the parchments to her leg. She rubbed her head against his cheek before disappearing in a burst of purple flame.

"Your man am I?" Draco asked crossing his arms he was unable to pull off the stern look he was going for because he couldn't quit smiling.

"That's what I said." Harry gave a crooked grin. "You got a problem with that?"

"Well that depends on what that title consists of." Draco replied still thinking o the rumors he had heard.

"Tell me what you want it to consist of." Harry moved closer to the blonde he was genuinely ready to offer his heart and soul as a sacrifice for this teen who up until recently had been his enemy.

"If you are to call me yours, then I'll expect the same from you. I'll get to call you mine as well. And not only will we call each other that, but we will be - no other people or flirts, or it's not a deal." Draco named his conditions and closed his eyes waiting for Harry to tell him that wasn't going to work or be possible.

Harry remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"I would have it no other way."

"I figured as much." Draco sighed. "Wait what?"

"Me and you together. No one else. No lies, no secrets, no other flirts or anything I want to be in a relationship with you."

"But I thought you didn't do that." Draco let his thoughts out loud.

"where did you hear that?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

"From the rumor mill at Hogwarts." Draco admitted sheepishly.

"What exactly does this rumor mill say?" Harry asked.

"That you only dated one guy seriously, and hasn't done it since he died. They said you have been fooling around with a lot of people, but only that, never anything serious." Draco bit his lip.

"And does that rumor mill mention that I killed the guy? Or that the reason I killed him was because he was working for Voldemort? He was trying to get me killed." Harry lay back down in the same position he had been in when Draco came in.

"." Draco stuttered.

"I was in love with Cedric. He told me we would take the cup together and use the winnings to buy a house and get married when I graduated. He was only trying to lead me to Voldemort." Harry hissed.

"Fuck, That's just sick. I'm sorry Harry I really didn't know." Draco laid down placing his head on Harry's chest.

"I killed him before he could kill me. Dumbledore said it would be better for me I I lied and told people Voldemort killed him." Harry replied with a sigh running his fingers through Draco's hair.

"Have you ever told anyone else about this or have you kept it to yourself all this time?" Draco questioned.

"You're the first person I've told Remus doesn't know about it and I never told Sirius."

"Why not?"Draco asked.

"I look at is as defending myself but that doesn't mean everyone else would feel the same way." Harry shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"I'm sure Remus would." Draco offered.

"I've just been afraid to tell him." Harry let out a deep sigh and Draco lifted his head up to look at his boyfriend.

"Why?"

"He's all I have left I don't want him to look at me like a murderer or a freak." Harry spit out the last word like it had burnt his lips.

"He wouldn't hold it against you Harry, he loves you." Draco comforted.

Before anything else could be said the door flew open and what may as well have been a red headed tornado bust through the door.

"Hiya Harry!" Fred and George both announced at the same time.

"What the fuck?" Draco jumped at the sudden intrusion.

"Fred, George. Welcome to my new home, you both already know my boyfriend." Harry gestured towards Draco. "Draco love would you mind leaving me and my rather boisterous guests alone for a little while?"

Draco sighed. "I'm holding you to our deal." He leaned in and gave Harry a quick kiss then exited the room after a quick glare at the twins.

"Boyfriend?" Fred questioned.

"Harry the ferret was wearing your clothes." George then commented.

"Yes, Draco is my boyfriend. No more fooling around." Harry smirked.

"Aw damn shame too." George grinned.

"Player Potter is off the market." Fred shook his head.

"We are happy for you mate. So long as he knows if he ever hurts you he'll have us to answer to." Both said at once.

"Thanks guys, now down to business." Harry sat up making room for the other two to sit down on the bed. "Have you guys been to any of the recent order meetings?"

"Yeah, Dumbledore is pissed. He knows you aren't at your aunt and uncles but he has no idea where you are. He's got members looking everywhere for you." Fred chuckled.

"Because order members obviously aren't needed elsewhere." Harry growled in disgust. "That old man is really tweaking my nerves. He's more worried about making sure I'm the perfect sacrificial weapon than about making sure people are safe or trying to prevent attacks from happening. He would rather sit back and wait till the final showdown between Voldemort and me and not worry about anything in the mean time." Harry had stood and began pacing around the room. He had learned that by doing this he could control his temper and by extension his magic better.

"That's what we are here for isn't it?" Fred then questioned.

"To do what he won't isn't that what you had planned when you decided to form your own army?" George added.

"You're right. It is exactly what I wanted. Tomorrow we will all meet together but I am expecting one more person to join us by then." Harry smirked.

Severus Snape was pacing around his study, not only had Voldemort been in a fowl mood but so was Dumbledore. A pecking at the window interrupted his pacing he looked over irritably. Who would be sending him a bloody owl. A black shadow of a creature was outside the window.

Severus stomped to his window throwing it open to allow the black phoenix in. It wasn't a bird the potions master had ever seen before. Carefully he ran several spells over the scroll before untying it from the Phoenix's leg. Once free of its burden the creature went to rest on the back of Severus's desk chair.

"Oh expecting a response are you? You bloody bird." Snape scowled unrolling the parchment which turned out to be two parchments. The first was a handwritten letter the second was a signed document from Gringotts. Severus read over the one from Gringotts first then dropped both parchments to the floor and sank heavily down to the couch with his hand over his mouth in shock.

With shaky hands he picked the handwritten parchment up from the floor.

Hello daddy dearest,

I'm not any happier about it than you are trust me.

Sucks though doesn't it? Your least favorite student turns out to be your son.

Bet you didn't see that one coming.

I have a proposition for you Father if you want to know more send a letter with Mercedes.

Harry Snape

"A son Lily," Snape leaned back against the couch pinching the bridge of his nose. "Why didn't you tell me."

AN- So here is the newest chapter of my newest story. I'm now going to concentrate my efforts on updating some of the older ones that I haven't worked on in a while.

A huge thanks to Mizz-Lizzy who actually flew all the way from Denmark to the U.S to visit me for two weeks. (That is the power of Harry Potter right there folks) I hope you enjoy the chapter. You know what to do read and review.

Thanks.

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