Authors Note -

Oh my christ!! I have been ages!! Like, MAJOR case of writer's block, and I know this is short, but I am starting the next chapter right now so I hope to have it out sooooooon! Slap me if you want to!!

20. Come Dig Me Out

"Take a seat," Snape said as he rounded his desk and sat down himself.

Both boys sat down with Harry looking nervous and Draco trying to keep his boyfriend calm. They all sat in an awkward, yet companionable silence for a while, until it all got too much for Harry.

"Look, professor, about what you read. It was…" He blurted out, before being interrupted by said professor.

"Harry. Be quiet for one second. Merlin, you're almost as bad as Mr. Zabini, if I remember him correctly." Harry blushed at this comment. "You're here for me to talk to you and find out if you're ok. Having your life threatened is not a pleasant moment in anyone's life, believe me, and I'm sure you've had it before from Voldemort." Harry nodded at this, "But having something like that from someone who is, or was, a friend is painful."

At this statement, Draco realised how much it should have hurt Harry and so he squeezed his boyfriend's hand and began to trace soothing circles on the back of Harry's hand, with his thumb.

"Harry, are you sure you're ok? I mean, I wouldn't handle it like you are. I'd be crying, or tearing my hair out, or hexing someone into the next century, or…"

"Drake, I'm fine. Honestly. He has no idea who he's dealing with. He thinks he's broken me now. He thinks I'll do something stupid like I used to and go running back to Gryffindor. He doesn't know Harry Potter." Harry ended with a malicious grin.

The other occupants knew that he had something planned for Weasley. They shared a quick, questioning glance before both deciding that they best leave him to it. Harry was still staring at Snape's desk in deep, evil thought as this exchange happened.

"Weasley's going to wish he never got on this side of me." Harry said, wringing his hands together.

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear any of that. Now off with you both. Don't you have a lesson to be in?" Snape said, standing from behind his desk, towards the door which he proceeded to hold open.

"Right, we do, Harry. Funny how one can forget these things, isn't it." Draco said, standing and grabbing his boyfriend's hand.

Harry got up and began rushing behind Draco. "Oh my God, We're really late! How are we gonna get out of this?"

"You're a Slytherin now, remember. How do you think I got out of detentions whenever I was late?"

Harry began to think about it, and realised that Draco had never been given any means of punishment whenever he strolled into a lesson. "Draco, how did you manage that?"

"Professor Snape." Was all Draco said in reply, to which Harry's mouth formed a perfect 'o' in understanding.

They decided that, since they were already late, they'd take their time and walk slowly to their next class, Charms. They shuffled their feet through the halls, hands joined, with ease as every other student was in class. They enjoyed their alone time and used it to try and find out more details about each other. Things such as favourite colour, favourite lesson, favourite food and random little memories they treasured.

Draco found out that Harry's favourite colour was, in fact, green. No surprises, his favourite subject was DADA. Harry had a real sweet tooth, sharing his love for treacle tart. Draco discovered that Harry had several treasured memories, but what really stood out was that every memory took place in the wizarding world.

"So, your muggle life was really that bad? I mean I remember what you've told me, but it was always like that? Even when you were a baby?" Draco said, quietly, stopping to look at Harry, who hung his head.

All Harry could do was nod. He was worried he'd cry if he spoke. He felt Draco's grip tighten and as he looked up, he saw his boyfriend's face harden.

"Draco. Drake. It's happened. It's in the past. Please calm down and stop worrying, I have you now, and Blaise and I still have Hermione and so many others. I have friends and support. I'm not alone any more." Harry said, holding Draco's face in his hands, suddenly shocked at how strong he sounded. "Wow, I guess I'm over it. Or at least for now, because you know about everything." Harry felt Draco relax and so he stepped back and grabbed his boyfriend's hand. "Now, we'd better get to our lesson, boyo."

"Boyo?? What the hell?" Draco said, even more relaxed, as they began to walk again.

"Oh never mind, Mr. I-Love-Baby-Blue." Harry said, laughing.

"You mention that to anyone and I will tell the entire school that you were meant to be in Slytherin." Harry's eyes widened as Draco uttered his words. "Oh, yes. I went there."

"You wouldn't dare, honey. You're much too nice for that, and you know you wouldn't want people to know how you let me confide in you when we were enemies." This time it was Draco's turn to be shocked. "Oh, yes. I went there. And this time, I bought property!"

Both boys made it to their lesson at the half-way point, still laughing from their pseudo-argument. As they walked into the room, Professor Flitwick looked less-than impressed.

"Sir, we are terribly sorry that we are so late. Professor Snape requested our help recording some new findings in a potion that he is currently testing. It seems he has taken a shine to Harry, here, after requesting his presence also. He has said that if you have any problems, that you should talk to him. I'm sure we can catch up on what we missed."

"Yes, yes. Take your seats. Now where were we…"

"That was brilliant, Drake. I like being a Slytherin!" Harry giggled as they sat next to Blaise and Hermione.

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Ok, so there's the short little thing I call a chapter LOL, please review and I will definitely try and work faster for the next one!!