Title: Something Magical
Rating: PG for this part
Word Count: 1,160~20,000 (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.
Thanks to allthingsmagical for helping with the letters.
Chapter Eight
When Harry was in the Great Hall the first morning of classes he was barely awake and still angry with Draco who was calmly sipping his morning cup of tea. Hermione tried to engage him in conversation but Harry only grunted, glancing down at his timetable he noticed that they had double Potions first thing with Slytherins. Harry was suddenly even grumpier with Snape and Malfoy to start the day.
"Post's here" Ron pointed out as he did every year, and like every year Harry watched the birds fly in his eyes settling on Sirius' familiar eagle owl which swooped over to the Gryffindor table and dropped a letter in his lap before flying over to the Slytherin table and stopping before Draco.
Harry growled low in his throat as he tore the parchment to get to Sirius' letter:
Dear Harry,
Recent events that have occurred are causing me to come to Hogsmeade, because of these you and I need to talk. Your first Hogsmeade trip is next weekend and I want you to meet me for tea at Madam Puddifoots at midday.
I hope you talk to Draco. It's imperative that you talk to Draco.
One more thing, when you come home for Christmas, you will be grounded for not staying at the Burrow on your birthday night.
Try and stay out of trouble. I know what you are like.
See you soon.
Dad.
Crumpling the letter furiously in his fist Harry ignored Ron and Hermione's questions in favour of glaring at Malfoy, who he noticed was smiling as he read his letter. Anger deepening as his letter from Sirius got him grounded and Malfoy's letter was obviously anything but.
Over at the Slytherin table Draco took his letter and give the owl a treat before it flew away. Draco opened his letter and started to read.
Draco,
Severus has told me what has happened. Don't worry, I won't tell him, it's not my place. I want you to meet me in Madam Puddifoots for tea at eleven-thirty on your first Hogsmeade visit so you can tell me all about it.
I have sent Harry a letter telling him it's imperative that he talks to you. Try and get him to listen to you. I hope you are keeping well. If you feel any discomfort or pain I want you to go straight to Severus or Madam Pomfrey. Please.
See you soon. Until then, keep well.
Sirius.
Draco folded the letter up and put it in his pocket. Feeling someone's gaze on him, Draco looked across the hall and locked eyes with Harry. Draco saw the sneer that Harry shot him, before he dropped his eyes and looked away in an almost demure gesture
The next week for Harry went by horribly slowly. It seemed that most of his classes this year had been the same as Malfoy's. He never thought that he could hate potions more then he already had. How wrong he was. It seems that Snape went to a whole new level to be nasty towards him.
He had to put up with Malfoy in DADA, care of magical creatures, Herbology, the list goes on, the only time Harry felt better was when he was on the Quidditch pitch, being made Captain, Harry had to organise try outs. He was out flying alone on Wednesday after classes when he spotted the Slytherin team make their way on the pitch. He landed and made to walk off, not wanting to start anything up, but the Slytherin Captain stopped him in his tracks with what he said. "Clever move Potter. We will be using this pitch after classes until the weekend with us having to train our new seeker." Harry turned and faced the Slytherin Captain. "I thought Malfoy was your seeker."
"He was but he quit."
"Why?"
"Whatever reasons Draco has used to quit is no concern of yours scar-head." Harry scowled and turned and left the Quidditch pitch.
Saturday didn't come quick enough for Harry's liking. As Harry left his friends and made his way to where Sirius said he would be waiting, Harry had not come any closer to figuring out what Sirius had wanted to talk to him about. He kept finding himself pondering about Draco. Why did he quit Quidditch?
By the time the Hogsmeade weekend rolled around Harry had not come any closer to figuring out what Sirius wanted to speak to him about but he left his friends around lunch time and dutifully set off towards the little cafe to meet his dad. When he got there he noticed that Draco was with Sirius, smiling sadly as he gathered his cloak Harry moved forward amongst the mostly empty tables.
"What are you doing here?"
"I was catching up."
"He's my dad" Harry growled.
Draco's eyebrow rose "I'm aware of that Potter, but he's my godfather's lover and my guardian. I'm entitled to catch up with him."
"If we weren't in public I'd hex you right now!"
"Harry!" Sirius admonished but he backed down as Draco glared at him, realisation dawning on his face "he doesn't know?"
"He doesn't want to." Draco glanced at Harry "his friends as his witness."
"Bastard" Harry hissed.
Draco composed himself refusing to let Harry or even Sirius see how much that affected him, he wasn't a bastard but his child would be. Born out of wedlock, a father who doesn't want to know him Draco blinked as his eyes burned before he nodded his goodbye to Sirius and swept out of the shop. The knowing look in the older man's eye informed Draco that he hadn't fooled Sirius.
"Sit down Harry."
Harry sat and glared out the window at Draco's retreating figure.
"You ought to be nicer to him."
"Why?"
"Harry, he'll be living with us for at least another year. Besides you might regret not knowing what's going on with him."
Frowning Harry felt as if he was being left out of something big concerning Draco "I don't care, he lied to me. I can't trust him."
"You don't want to trust him, Harry." Sirius held up a hand as the younger man made to protest "no hear me out. What I don't understand Harry is how you had an argument with Draco and stopped being his friend-" Sirius couldn't let on he knew they were more without compromising Draco "-over something he found out a few weeks prior to you. But you were fine with me, minutes after you found out I had been lying to you about it for years. You don't want to trust Draco you've been looking for a reason not to since you became close and you've found it. And it's the most pathetic excuse to ruin a friendship I've ever seen."
Harry couldn't stand the disappointment in Sirius' face or voice and he mumbled "sorry dad."
"I know son, but I'm not the one you need to apologise to."