Ch. 7
Turn him off!
A/N: I love you all who read my stuff. Thank you. And sorry about the lack of dividers in the past. I think I've found a way that works, finally. Please review, I really want to know what you think! Anyways, enjoy the chapter.
When we last saw our cast:
Maureen is with Snape in his office, telling him about Orion's Children.
Harry and Draco are in and obscure hidden room, Harry is waiting for Draco to explain what he meant by 'I'm like Snape.'
Hermione, Seamus, and Ron are still at dinner.
On with our story.
"Finite Incantatem. Lumos." Harry said. The statue that had been guarding the small room he and Draco were now in had lowered itself slowly to the ground. The boys were surrounded by darkness, save the light from Harry's wand.
"Where did you learn that?" Draco asked curiously, pressing on the ceiling with one hand. Harry rolled his eyes.
"That doesn't matter. What do you mean, you're like Snape? Why didn't someone tell us before? And how do I know you're telling the truth? And what is so important that you're telling me this so lightly?" he finished, wearing a skeptical frown. He crossed his arms over his chest as Draco thought for a moment.
"I'm a spy, Harry, just as Severus is. I'm working against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named for Dumbledore. No one has told you, of course, because you didn't need to know."
"And now I do? Why? And how can I trust you?" Harry asked, staring unwaveringly into the silver eyes.
"I've chosen to tell you, haven't I? I'm tired of being treated like I have the Snakes brand on my arm. Besides, look at it logically. If I weren't loyal to our side, I would have told Voldemort about Snape already, wouldn't I?" Draco asked. Harry furrowed his brow, and after a moment, nodded.
"That makes sense. But it still doesn't explain what you have to say to me that's worth risking your cover." Harry replied. Draco sighed.
"First things first. I want to start over. You and me. We can pretend we never met."
"Are you... serious?
"Yeah." Draco replied. Harry chewed his lip for a moment, looking into the darkness at nothing. Then he looked up, meeting the other boys eyes. They stared silently at eachother, and in that instant, they saw one and other. Not as enemies, but as people, each in the clutches of a preset destiny. Each one a slave of what they were expected to do.
"Hi. I'm Harry."
"Hello Harry. I'm Draco."
Meanwhile, with Maureen...
"It's been in my family for more generations than anyone can remember, and is protected with very old magics. That is why the council, including Albus and myself, have decided that Harry and his friends will be much safer there." Maureen explained, forcing herself to meet Severus's eyes.
"How is it, Maureen, that he will be any safer there than here, under Albus's wing?"
"There's less of an uncertain element at Willoughbey. Everyone is totally safe. Can we truly say that about Hogwarts, with the spawn of Goyle and Zabini around every corner? Their teachers will be Veritaserum - tested members of the Order of the Pheonix or Orion's Children. The children will be safe, Severus."
"With you? I know, my dear." Severus said, grinning broadly. Maureen smiled back. Suddenly she stood on her tiptoes and threw her arms around his neck.
"I'd better be off, Sev. But it was wonderful seeing you again. Lets not wait another fifteen years before we meet again, yes darling?" she said softly, her voice breaking as she held tightly to her old friend.
"Maureen, I've missed you far to much to let so much time pass again." he replied, hugging her tightly to her chest, inhaling her scent of fresh cut straw and apples. The small woman took a step back, straightened her shirt, and turned to leave.
"Wait... a word of advice, love." Severus said. Maureen looked at him and cocked an eyebrow. "Be careful around Potter and his friends. Life with those three is never gentle." Maureen grinned and slipped out of the dark office, making her way to the Gryffindor tower.
Back to our boys...
"Okay, so, favorite color?" Draco asked, uncrossing his legs and stretching out on the floor of the hidden chamber.
"Yellow. Any pets?" Harrly replied, leaning on one elbow to face the other boy.
"Yeah, a calico kitten. Favorite ice cream flavour?"
"Cookie dough. Food?"
"Calamari. Singer?"
"Nine inch Nails. It's muggle music. Class? I know you don't like Potions as much as you pretend to." Draco laughed, a bright, beautifully deep sound.
"You're right about that. It's astronomy. I love looking out at the stars... It makes me feel so small... There's a whole, huge world out there, and there's so much of this one we haven't experienced yet." Draco shrugged and rolled onto his back. "It's stupid , y'know, we see magic everyday, but sometimes I'm sure there's another kind of magic out there that we miss completely. Magic that can't be seen, only felt with the heart,'' he finished softly, rolling slightly to stare at Harry. But the other boy seemed to be lost in his own thoughts, eyes closed, smiling.
"I agree. I mean, how would it be possible for even Muggles to feel love? It's a magic completely in itself." he said breathlessly, eyes still closed.
"Don't I know it," Draco said under his breath. Then, a little louder, he replied, "And unrequited love... A torture worse than Crucio." Draco studied Harry's features in the near dark of their cave. Shaggy hair formed a halo of night on the floor, framing Harry's face. His skin was pale in the dim light, and the way his hands were crossed over his stomach made him resemble the corpse of the Angel of Darkness.
Suddenly, Harry let out a soft laugh.
"Who would have though I'd be having this conversation with you, of all people! Love is one thing rarely discuss, even with Seamus." Harry revealed. Draco smirked and stood up.
"I had better get going." the blonde said.
"Chicken." came a whisper from the corner.
"What?" Draco asked.
"Just tell him. Chicken. Running away now." came the voice.
"What did you say, Harry?" Harry looked at Draco.
"Nothing. You okay, mate?" he asked, his voice taking on a layer of concern.
"Yeah. But I could have sworn I heard... Nevermind. Just get us out of here." Draco replied shakily. Harry nodded.
Maureen in the Tower...
Maureen quietly entered her sons room. Most of the boys were asleep, but Harry wasn't back yet. Seamus had fallen asleep on Harrys bed, his body curled around his boyfriends pillow. Maureen smiled, her heart swolen with pride and love for the boy she had raised.
:He loves with his whole heart, like his mother.: a voice floated across Maureen's mind. The woman laughed.
:Hello, Albus. I hope that's true. But it isn't his love that worries me. It's Harry.: she sent back to the old man, using the unique power few had perfected save those in Orion's Children.
:Harry loves him, darling. But I assume your concern is for what will happen to your boy if -Lord and Lady forbid- if Harry dies.: Albus responded. Maureen tucked Seamus in and kissed his forehead. She then made her way back down to the Common Room.
:Albus, you know I just don't want to see my son hurt. Harry wouldn't do anything on purpose, but like you said, Seamus loves with his whole heart. The pain of love is not a stranger to me, my friend.:
:Dear girl. You know as wellas I do that nothing can be guaranteed. And now is not the time to dwell on such things. Sleep. You need your rest.: And before Albus had finished his thought, Maureen's eyes closed and she was sleeping.
Draco and Harry...
"Draco... wait. I have to ask you something." Harry said, turning back towards Draco and pocketing his wand. Draco cocked his head to one side and gave a questioning look. "Umm... Well, I know we're just getting to know eachother, so I probably shouldn't ask you this, but I have to know. You're gay. Do you ever... you know... think about me...sexually?" he asked, looking at the floor. Draco gulped, but gathered his courage and stepped towards Harry.
"Every day. Almost since I met you." he admitted to the other boy, lifting Harrys chin to look into his eyes. They stared at eachother for a moment, silently confering. Then, Harry grabbed the blonde and kissed him, hard. Draco kissed back, running his tongue over Harrys lips, who opened his mouth and touched his tongue to Dracos. The Slytherin sucked at Harrys lips and tongue, sucking the other boys tongue into his mouth as he grabbed Harry and pressed their bodies closer together. They broke apart for a moment, panting slightly. Draco ground his hips against the slightly skinnier boy. Hary moaned softly, and was moving in to press his lips to Draco again, when -
"DRACO MALFOY! WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" cried Pansy. Draco sat up abruptly in his bed covered with a dark green satin sheet.
"Son of a bitch! Draco whispered, sweat rolling off his body. He stood, pulling on a robe to hide his erection. He glanced at the hourglass next to his bed.
"Bloody fuck!" He threw open his door. "Pansy Parkinson, what in nine hells has inspired this four A.M. wakeup call!" Draco said, rubbing his eyes. It took him a moment to register the two dark shapes.
"Ahem. Mr. Malfoy, where are you manners?" came Severus Snape's voice from the darkness.
"Oh. Professor. Sorry, sir, didn't see you."
"Nevermind, Draco. It's time. Get your things." Draco paled, but quickly remembered that he had to keep up the facade in front of Pansy.
"Yes sir. Just a few moments, please."
"Hurry, Draco. We'll be in the Common Room." Snape said. Draco nodded, and shutting his door, allowed a few moments time for the tears settled in his heart to flow.
Seamus, Harry, and our Gryffindor cast...
"Wakey wakey, eggs an' bake-y!" Seamus cried, leaping onto Harry and kissing the tip of his nose. He jumped off of Harry's bed and onto Ron's, kissing the freckled boy wetly on the forehead. "You too, Ronnie!" Seamus giggled, bouncing up and down on Ron's bed. Ron shoved Seamus and sent him tumbling to the floor.
"Eurgh. Harry, turn him off." Ron groaned out, stretching. Harry rolled over and sighed.
"Can't, mate. Comes with the territory." Seamus stood up, not in the least bit perturbed. He crawled back over to Ron's bed and began to whisper in his ear. Ron turned a brilliant shade of red.
"Hermione would never do that!" he said in a slightly choked voice, jumping out of bed and running for the showers. Seamus sat down on Harrys bed. Harry chuckled at the mischevious look the other boy had on his face.
"What did you say to him?" Harry asked, smiling.
"Nothing."
"Where are Dean and Neville?"
"Still sleeping. I put silencing spells around their beds." Seamus replied, sliding under the covers next to his boyfriend. "I love you."
"I love you too, Sea. What's up?" Seamus grinned, and moved one of his hands down Harrys body.
"You tell me, love." Seamus said, and kissed his boyfriend before ducking under the blankets and putting his lips to use elsewhere.
Introducing, the Weasley twins!
"Oi, George! We're almost out of forked mushroom juice too!" Fred called up from the basement of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, where he was taking inventory of the ingredients they had left.
"D'you want to go out today for more?" George yelled back, looking at his watch. "We can close up early and be back before your date." George teased. Fred climbed out of the floor opening that led to the basement and stuck out his tongue.
"Shut up. Prick." Fred said, blushing like only a Weasly could.
"Wow, this one must be special. Angelina never made you blush like that. You sure you won't tell me her name?" Fred grinned.
"Not until you tell me who you've been sneaking out to see. She goes to Hogwarts, so she's probably underage... Georgie, Georgie... At least my date is legal." At that, George only shoved his brother and flipped the sign on the door to 'closed.'
"Well, lets go. We haven't got all day."
"Right you are, Fred." Fred punched his brother lightly, and they linked arms and apparated off.
Back to the Death Children...
Snape, Draco, and five others made themselves comfortable in the west sitting room of th Malfoy Manor. Draco snapped his fingers, and a small house elf appeared by his side.
"Master Draco! I's so..." Draco cut the little creature off.
"Save it, Theo. Red wine for myself and whatever the guests want."
"Please, sir, my name is not being Theo. I's being..." Draco cut him off again with a look.
"Like I care? Bring me the bottle, and see to the guests." Snape smirked.
"Now, now, Draco. Be polite to the servants. You never know when they may come in handy." Severus said sarcastically. That caused snickers from the whole group. Those young witches and wizards going to the Dark Lord's meeting consisted of Draco, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, and a fourth year girl whose name Draco couldn't recall.
Blaise sidled up to Draco.
"Hey, Draco. Help me out. Who's that girl?" he asked quietly.
"I'm not sure Blaise, why?" Blaise smirked.
"I remember nailing her, but not much else. Damn. I'll ask Snape." Blaise walked away, grinning.
A few minutes later, the House Elf returned.
"Praise the Lady!" Draco said, grabbing the wine bottle out of the elfs hand an cracking it open.
"Please, sir, I've brought Master a glass." squeaked the creature.
"That won't be necessary, Theo." Draco replied, and took a swig from the bottle. He was making it his goal to get pissed while Lucious kept them waiting in the sitting room.
Meanwhile, atthe mansion...
"Wow."
"What did you expect, Hermione? A hut?" Ron said, though his face held as much awe as Hermiones. The mansion called Willoughbey loomed in front of them. The portkey had deposited them at the front gates, and they traveled across the grounds in horse-drawn carriages. While the others watched the scenery go by, Harry had found a very sexy blonde on his lap, and the two boys had been making out for a good fifteen minutes before-
"Mmm- Sea, look!" Harry broke contact with the other boy and stared ahead of them at the mansion. Seamus twisted around and breathed in deeply, whistling in approval.
"Wow." The mansion looked at though it had been carved from a huge chunk of white marble laced with gold. The towers an peaks- at least twelve- were all guarded by marble fae and dragons. There was a lake shining to the left of the mansion, and the roof was highly accessable from several dozen windows. Maureen laughed at the identical looks of pleasure and awe on the four faces.
"Wait until you see the backyard!" she giggled, and jumped out of the carriage as it came to a stop.
"Bloody hell, Seamus... Your Mum's loaded!" Ron exclaimed, as he and Hermione clambered down.
"Why didn't you tell us, love?" Harry asked, stepping down from the carriage and unconciously offering his hand to Seamus to help him down. As Seamus took it and began to step down, Hermione pointed back at them, covering her mouth to stifle the giggles. Ron grinned and made kissing noises under his breath.
"Kids? Hurry up, theres so much to see!" Maureen urged them. Seamus grinned at Harry and sqeaked as he took the other boys hand and broke into a run.
A/N: I hope you guys like this chapter, plz, plz, plz review! I gotta know what I might be doing wrong so I can fix it!
Luv and Huggles!
Mel
