Title: Something Magical
Rating: PG for this part.
Word Count: 1, 200 (this part) ~20,000 (overall)
Warnings: None, see first chapter for main story warnings.
Summary: An unwelcome visitor to Harry's home over the summer leads to something much more.
Notes: For allthingsmagical, it's her idea and she asked me to write it so I am. And Sirius' partner choice is dedicated to silenceberry.
So DrarryLover4Ever was right in predicting that I couldn't wait until Sunday to post, in my defence I've finished the whole thing and this is a celebratory chapter for you all. I'll post on Sunday like a good girl!

Chapter Two

Draco closed his eyes and counted to ten whilst pushing the green goo that was covering him away from his face. It was the tenth prank that Potter had pulled in three days, all of them humiliating him in one way or another. He'd been turned pink, his hair had been turned red, he'd sparkled and now he was covered in green slime, making his way to the bathroom Draco found that the door had been locked shut and no amount of pushing and shoving from him could open it.

He hoped that he'd still be in the slimy mess so Sirius would see and catch Harry out. Harry was standing in the doorway to his room watching Draco struggle with the bathroom door through narrowed eyes and a half smirk.

Taking a deep breath Draco forced himself not to confront the Gryffindor and he turned towards his room walking passed Harry but not acknowledging him. The sound of a key turning in the door made Harry flinch and he hissed at Draco "get the fuck in your room before I make it worse for you."

Draco continued down the hallway under Harry's glare, shutting his door softly behind him, just as Sirius opened the front door "Harry! Got the all clear, no need to worry about your old man any more so I thought we'd celebrate tonight. Where's Draco?"

"In his room, was feeling too well."

Sirius came to a stop in front of Harry "ah, that's to be expected. I'll go make sure he's okay, he's been quiet for the past few days."

"Oh I'm sure he's fine dad, just adjusting to being here." Harry shot a grin a Sirius before retreating into his room and shutting the door, sliding down the wood until he sat against it. He heard a soft knock and Sirius asking "are you alright Draco?"

Draco's response was muffled and Sirius sighed heavily "if you're sure."

Sirius walked down the hallway and paused outside the bathroom, "what on earth is this green stuff?" he muttered before looking down and noticing the carpet was covered in the same green slime in even spacing in the shape of shoes leading to Draco's room.

"Draco! I'm coming in" Sirius roared as he marched down the hall and opened the door he found the blond trying to peel the drying green slime off his skin and his clothes. Tears were winding their way down his cheeks "I can't get it off! I can't even get my clothes off."

"Why didn't you shower? How did this happen anyway?"

"The bathroom's locked" Draco said, not answering the other question.

"Come on, grab some clean clothes" Sirius waited for the blond to do what he said before leading him to the bathroom and spelling the door open. He pushed Draco inside and waved his wands saying spell after spell, eventually using some of the stronger ones his lover used for his cauldrons.

Eventually the slime was vanished and Sirius left Draco to shower not before saying "this isn't the first time is it?" Draco didn't answer, he didn't have to.

Leaving Draco, Sirius made his way to Harry's room. "Let me in, Harry."

The young boy let his dad in, keeping the cocky smile on his face and maintaining the easy demeanour. "What's up dad?"

"What did you do to Draco?"

"Nothing, dad, you told me to leave him alone and I have."

Sirius said nothing but let his disappointment show, Harry hated disappointing him. "Alright I'm sorry. But I honestly didn't do anything to him."

"Who did?"

"It's all Fred and George's stuff, I may have dropped a few things and Malfoy may have stepped in them and activated them."

"But you asked them for this stuff, these jokes."

Harry bit his lip "well yeah, I'm living with Malfoy. It's not fucking fair!"

"Language, Harry."

Rolling his eyes Harry grinned "what do you expect Dad? I'm son of two of the Marauders, it's in my blood."

Sirius let his hand clip Harry gently on the side of his head "you're grounded Harry. You won't be able to see Ron or Hermione, no one. No owls, no floo-calls and no floo visits."

"For how long?" Harry protested.

"How many pranks?"

"Ten."

Sirius gaped, "ten in three days? Blimey Harry, that's not right. You need to apologise to him, and for three weeks."

"Three weeks? That's not fair."

Standing Sirius looked down at his son "perhaps you should have thought of that" Sirius left Harry to his thoughts and went into the kitchen where Draco was making a cup of tea.

"Would you like one?"

"Oh Merlin, yes please."

XXX

After being in his room for an hour and having had no lunch Harry was hungry, he made his way to the kitchen pausing in the living as he heard Malfoy and Sirius talking.

"-I can't help but feel I've let my family down, you know. Even though they did it first."

"I know what you mean. Honestly Draco I do, I grew up in a family of all Slytherins and from a young age I was pushed into learning how to be the best son, the best pureblood, the Slytherin- much like you were I assume."

"Yes, to follow Father to the Dark Lord. Learn the best pureblood ways, I could never be myself."

"No, that's the issue with pureblood families. Yes we need to keep the traditions but at the cost of individuality and the children, that's not right. I left home when I was sixteen you know, moved in with Harry's dad and his parents." Sirius' voice had turned sad and Harry sank to the floor listening.

"They must have been wonderful people to let you into their home."

"They were and they loved their son, died too young. During our final year, just after we went to Hogwarts it's what changed James. He was forced to grow up and Lily saw him in a new light, instead of the immature bully.

"My family never let me be who I wanted, when I was old enough to figure it out I became determined to be a Gryffindor. Everything that my family hated, I think that determination was what made the Hat put me there. So you can be who you want to be here. If you want to be a little swot that's fine, if you want to be a pig go ahead," Sirius barked out a laugh and Draco joined in.

"I'll just be Draco, thanks."

"And who is Draco?"

There was a pause and Harry found himself holding his breath waiting for the answer, "I'm- well- gay. And I don't like hiding it but I thought you should know. Sev's the only other person I've told."

"Thank you for telling me. You don't have to hide it here; even from Harry with all his issues about you I don't think he'd ever be homophobic."

There was relief in Draco's voice "okay, thanks Sirius-" Harry made his way quietly back to his room not thinking of food anymore but of Draco, and the sadness and fear in his voice that lay underneath the confidence that he portrayed.