A/N: I swear I found this chapter fluffy :3 idk if you will /).(\ bear with me? And yes this one is longer and I kind of like it :3 Tell me how it was? Please?
Chapter 4: Questions, Secrets and Malfoys
'Potter isn't such a pain in the arse finally' Draco thought. It was totally worth to see the students' faces and even more the teachers watching the chosen one get cozy with the son of a death eater (himself being a failed follower of the dark lord).
After the war, the silver boy's perspective of the world had changed, he was still an arrogant, pomptuous git but he now made an effort to break the mould. He would no more pretend to be the perfect boy. He never had a choice, people judged him, brought him down but now that he was going to get his revenge: he will rub his happiness in their faces and watch them writhe.
His number one priority was now his happiness. He already came out to his mother expressing his wish not to marry Astoria Greengrass. Wish to which his lovely mother had questioned and obtained the truth out of her changed son. He had blatantly and shamelessly admitted his attraction to the same gender to Narcissa and the latter was indeed shocked but wrapped her head around it finally. She supported him, after all he went through, she thought he now deserved happiness-her son would not grow old, unhappy and alone!
His father however was another case. He loved his father, really but he was not ready fot that confrontation yet. He knew the elder Malfoy's desire for an heir and would not be able to see the disappointment in his father's eyes without breaking. Lucius Malfoy was not a bad man; Draco's childhood could prove that. He remembered memories of him and his father playing in the snow one fine winter morning in the gardens of the manor while his mother was busy concocting them hot chocolate. Snape was almost always part of his childhood... he blinked when fingers snapped in his face.
He had been daydreaming again. Harry was watching him, an amused expression on his face. "Did you hear what I've said Love?"
'Love?' Draco thought annoyed and managed to suppress the scowl that was forming on his face.
He wanted to piss off people not to look like a smushy mushy lover boy. He frowned "I'm sorry, you were saying?"
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Are you done? We will be quite late for potions else.."
Draco looked around, the hall was emptying gradually and he had not even touched the food, lost in his mind. He drowned a cup of pumpkin juice and stood up, dragging the Potter boy with him to the Dungeons.
Potions was his favorite subject and that nothing was going to change it-or at least he thought so. The dark look Severus kept giving them throughout the lesson sent chills to his spine despite him knowing the potion master since forever.
At the end of the lesson, said Potions master beckoned them, through a cold tone the boys decrypted that the headmistress wanted their presence and that they were excused the next 2 periods.
Harry looked relieved, Draco didn't. He knew there was never good news when he was summoned, especially if Snape was the message-bearer.
Indeed they had made their way to the gargoyle to the Headmistress' office. "Password?" the stone creature demanded.
"Lemon Drops" Harry replied with a shrug and stepped inside. Draco kept his questions to himself.
Once inside, seated and greeted McGonagall folded her hands and stared at them-the silence grew.
"Mr Malfoy, I hope you do not have anything planned for tonight. We will be having a guest that requires your presence. Mr Potter you are here for the obvious reason that you cannot be detached from Mr Malfoy and I expect the best behavior of you tonight. Is that clear gentlemen?"
Two heads nodded to the old lady. They made their way back to the infirmary. Draco was fully intending to skip the rest of classes and get ready to face tonight. He knew who was coming-he would need lots of Malfoy willpower to bear that-and some ethereal to make the presence of Potter bearable.
"Draco?" the black haired boy asked, breaking the blonde's trail of thought. "You know who's coming right?" Draco nodded to the ceiling.
"Is it bad?" Harry enquired.
"It depends on what I'll say, shut up and let me think Potter."
"Harry"
"What?"
"I said 'Harry', you always call me Potter, you can call me Harry you know?"
The Slytherin kept staring at him, silently asking for an explanation. Harry sighed.
"I mean, you're not such an unbearable git and well I kind of like your company.. I mean Ron and Hermione are not here, I'm all alone and most of Hogwarts consider me as some circus monster or something.. I mean it would be nice to hang out but you still call me Potter and well it's not that it's bad or something but you know-"
"Potter! Calm down, I got it, you don't like me calling you Potter but that won't go so easily. In case you haven't noticed I call almost everyone by their family name…..even Nott."
"Oh.." Harry's blush deepened.
"But.." Draco started.
"Yeah?"
"I guess I'm not opposed to the idea of hanging out with you.. New people can be a boon sometimes" he paused a minute "Harry."
Harry watched Draco intently; it was as if the blonde was testing the word as if it was a foreign one on his lips.
Draco nodded once to himself and got back to sorting things in his mind. It really had to be today, they couldn't wait two more days till he got rid of Pott-Harry.
What a ridiculous idea it was to call his enemy by his first name. and since when was he on first name basis with Gryffindors? Things were changing-he could feel it but he still wasn't ready for tonight.
The day flew by for the boys and it was soon almost dinner time. Draco had insisted on them both rehaving a shower-he wanted to be on his best and even chose Harry's attire.
Harry did not like it-it looked too…formal? Yeah, that was the word. He could hear Draco muttering to himself and squeezed his arm reassuringly.
Draco just stared at him, as if noticing him for the first time but gave a curt nod.
They stopped in front of the gargoyle again and Harry let them in. Standing before closed doors Draco took a deep breath, flashed Harry a nervous smile and politely knocked on the door.
They were ushered in by the headmistress. Harry was surprised to find the room empty except for the headmistress. "He shall be here shortly gentlemen."
Having said that she strode off, leaving them alone in the large room. Memories flashed to both boys. Harry made way for the seats but was stopped, "No, don't."
He did not question those instructions but suddenly became very nervous, he did not know what he would be facing. "Draco? I-"
"It's gonna be alright. Trust me."
Last week, Harry would have laughed at that, really 'trusting a Slytherin?' But weirdly enough he found that he did trust Draco.
As he finished his line of thought the fire place flashed green and a figure stepped gracefully out of the flames.
Draco was first to break the silence.
"Father."
A/N: Well ain't that a pretty cliffhanger? I promised next chapter is full of answers :3 Please review? I really want to know how I'm doing :P and if you have any suggestions please go ahead, and I'm curious, did I make things go too far? But I love this story ! 3 Next chapter is brilliant :D the more reviews the quicker I'll be to update :D please? I'm not mean I'll even give you a cookie ^^