A/n: moriah93ohio is officially my favorite person ever atm for two reviews and favoriting me and alerting me as an author and for the story!! Also much love is for my beta emmypf who for some reason puts up with my inane chatter when sending files at 4 am or some other ungodly hour I've stayed up until. I am adding to the disclaimer in chapter one that I also do not own anything to do with Wicked besides my soundtrack though I want Kristen Chenowerth's voice. Special thanks to stlyrics for the lyrics.

Harry woke the next morning with a horrid crick in his neck and the most alarming burning smell coming from the kitchen. He scrambled off the couch, cursing the bumped shin courtesy of the coffee table. A desperate "Help!" from the kitchen had him rounding the corner faster to discover Malfoy frantically swatting at the smoking toaster with a towel. Darting to the sink he grabbed the fire extinguisher and sprayed the now flaming toaster and tea towel. Malfoy shrieked and threw the sopping tea towel into the sink when the cold foam hit his hand by mistake. Harry tried to suppress a smile at the panicked look on the blonde's face.

"What is it?" the horrified whisper that squeaked out of Draco's mouth made Harry laugh uproariously, so much he didn't even notice himself referring to his roommate as Draco. They had been trapped here for two whole days and he was starting to enjoy the blondes company, Draco's inept attempts to use Muggle items rested on the top of his favorite entertainments list.

"Its fire extinguisher foam, totally harmless unless you're a flame." Harry said while fighting back more giggles. Malfoy bristled at his reaction and stalked over to the sink and gingerly turned on the tap. The washing of his hands took an exaggeratedly long time as he scrubbed furiously. Finally letting his giggles subside Harry started bustling around the cozy kitchen fixing breakfast. He failed to notice the red envelope pinned on the refrigerator under a magnet flashing POTTER STINKS!

"You just had to send that didn't you" Luna looked at Ginny who watched the mirror with intensity waiting for Harry to notice the old badge.

"Well he does." Ginny made a rather disgusted noise as Harry walked away from the fridge with no reaction.

"Happy?"

"No." Luna ignored Ginny's pouting.

After he had the eggs started and Draco finally decided the offending foam had left absolutely no trace on his porcelain skin, he found some glasses and went to grab the orange juice. His hand froze on the door noticing the new addition to the fridge. Something about the POTTER STINKS! saying looked distinct. He recalled making the blue badge especially for someone, but whom? The red envelope underneath it looked even more distinct, as in distinctly a howler about to burst into flames.

"Potter?" Harry turned to Malfoy who now held the red envelope gingerly between his thumb and forefinger by its corner. He cringed at the thought of whatever their captors were annoyed enough about, to send a howler. He opened his mouth to tell Malfoy to open it when a small flame scorched the blonde's finger which made him promptly drop the offending envelope. The now flaming envelope floated in the air when an unfamiliar voice spoke.

Galinda:Dearest, darlingest momsie and popsicle

Elphaba:My dear father

Both:There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz,

Elphaba: But of course I'll care for Nessa

Galinda: But of course I'll rise above it

Both: for I know that's how you'd want me to respond,

yes, there's been some confusion for you

see my room mate is...

Galinda: unusually and exceedingly peculiar and

altogether quite impossible to describe...

Elphaba(spoken): Blonde

Galinda: What is this feeling so sudden and new?

Elphaba: I felt the moment I laid eyes on you

Galinda: my pulse is rushing

Elphaba: my head is reeling

Galinda: my face is flushing

Both: what is this feeling

fervid as a flame,

does it have a name, yeeesss,

loathing unadulterated loathing

Galinda: for your face

Elphaba: your voice

Galinda: Your clothing

Both: lets just say I loathe it all.

Every little trait however small,

makes my very flesh begin to crawl, with simple utter loathing

there's a strange exhilaration in such total

detestation. It's so pure so strong

though I do admit it came on fast

still I do believe that it can last

and I will be loathing,

loathing you my whole life long

Ozians: Dear Galinda you are just too good

how do you stand it I don't think I could

she's a terror she's a tartar we don't mean to show a bias

but Galinda you're a martyr.

Galinda:

Well, these things are sent to try us.

Ozians:

Poor Galinda forced to reside

with someone so disgusticified

we just want to tell you we're all on your side!

we share your

Ozians, Elphaba and Galinda:

Loathing, What is this feeling so

unadulterated loathing sudden and new felt the

for her face moment I laid eyes on

her voice you, my pulse is

her clothing rushing my head is

lets just say reeling

WE LOATHE IT ALL!

Oh what is this feeling?

every little trait however

small makes our very flesh does it have a name

begin to crawl yes, ahhhh

Loathing

Loathing

There's a strange

exhilaration

Loathing

In such total

detestation

Loathing

It's so pure so strong

So strong

Galinda and Elphaba:Though I do admit it came on fast

still I do believe that it can last and I will be

Ozians:

Galinda and Elphaba:

Loathing

Loathing for forever

Loathing Loathing

truly deeply

loathing

Loathing you

my whole life long

loathing, unadulterated loathing

Elphaba(speaking):Boo!

Galinda (speaking):Ahh!

"Play nice boys!" followed with a loud kissing smack ended the howler.

Draco knew instantly the voice of his captor and his eyes narrowed wondering what game Luna was playing at. He also knew his best friend hadn't gotten this idea on her own. Looking at Harry he realized that Harry looked blissfully confused. He quickly thanked Merlin that he hadn't recognized Luna's voice. Harry might be friends with Luna but Draco doubted the friendship ran deep enough to survive this prank. Joy started to well up inside him realizing Luna would never have sent something that meant this much too him with out knowing it would help him in the long run.

To him the point in Wicked where Galinda and Elphaba meet and instantly loathe each other was a feeling he could relate too better than any other. Like Elphaba he would always be cast out as the wicked one no matter how much good he tried. Only in this story there would never come a time when he and Harry would become best friends or lovers. He would always be on the outside watching the perfect witch he married, his own personal torment of Galinda and Fiyero.

"They were obviously very bored to write something like that where two women speak like that." Draco's attention snapped to Harry. He stared confused at the shocked look on Draco's face for a moment before shrugging and turning back to the eggs.

"You've never seen Wicked?" at Harry's shake of the head Draco thought his mind would implode. "How could you not! It's only the most sensational musical of our age!"

"Oh, so they didn't write it themselves." Harry felt less impressed by his captors now that he knew they had just used a song from some musical. Draco puffed up like an angry bird and Harry had to force down a giggle as the blonde look close to violence like this was a personal affront.

"How can you be hung on 'they didn't write it' when they choose a song that completely describes our history together? There is no possibility of two characters reactions and personalities reflecting us more. With you being the perfect spoiled golden boy everyone loves and me the one everyone hates and assumes is evil because of something I can't help." Draco felt a few tears threaten to leak out. Oh Merlin! Did I just tell him that? Stupid, stupid. Stupid!

Harry stared for a second at the flustered blonde. His eyes really shine silver when he's passionate about something. It's captivating. He balked at the traitorous thought and snapped out the first thing that came to mind. "Last I checked living in the cupboard under the stairs isn't how most spoiled children grow up."

As Draco stared dumbfounded at him as Harry angrily tossed half the eggs onto a plate and stormed from the room. Harry had lived in a cupboard, how could any parent could treat someone so special and perfect like that? True his parents had been distant and aloof most of his life but they had given him almost anything he'd asked for. Maybe Harry felt that he was the Elphaba not Draco. Not because everyone adored Draco and shunned him but because Draco had his parents and both of them loved him dearly. He instantly felt like a complete arse for forgetting Harry didn't even have his parents. He started to follow Harry to apologize when he realized he had no idea what to say.

How did you apologize to someone for the loss of their family when you knew the blame for that loss lay within your own family? His father had help Wormtail meet You-know-who originally in hopes of sparing Draco from service when the time came. Lucius had also led the attack on the ministry that led to his aunt Bella murdering Harry's Godfather. He knew Harry had forgiven him for the childish things he had pulled because he and his mother had protected Harry. Draco still had no idea what great service his mother had rendered to Harry to gain his testimony before the Wizengamot and free all three of the Malfoy's. Every time he asked she would reply that it was Harry's to tell. Draco's heart caught thinking about how Harry had also lost Lupin and Tonks at the final battle.

Draco had often seen Harry playing with baby Teddy when he had joined his mother to visit her sister Andromeda. Seeing the exceedingly talented metamorphmagus made him wish he had been allowed to get to know his only cousin. He hoped to be a part of Teddy's life at least, if it were possible to tear the little boy away from his Godfather. This train of though sparked an idea and Draco shoved himself from the counter he has slumped against.

"Harry?" Draco stuck his head around the entrance to the living room where Harry sat watching the telly and stabbing angrily at his eggs.

"What Malfoy?"

"Didn't we agree to use each other's first names since we're probably going to be here for a while?"

"Alright then. What Draco?" Harry placed his plate on the coffee table sharply and turned to face Draco with a face like stone.

"I'm sorry." Draco held up a hand when Harry opened his mouth, "please let me get this out. I'm sorry I opened my mouth without thinking like that. From the way I've always seen the people around you act, what other assumption could I make than that you are spoiled. More people treat you with respect and politeness inside a week than I've had my entire time. You never actually spoke to me civilly before yesterday.

"I know you probably think I'm the spoiled one because I still have my parents and they love me. But do you honestly think anyone else treated me like that ever? My parents would only feel comfortable showing any type of affection when they knew they would never be seen. My grandfather Abraxus died when I was little and before then we couldn't even hug in our own home with out worrying if he would curse or beat them. To this day my father can't bring himself to behave any other way than how he was raised. The Battle of Hogwarts was the first time he ever showed that he loved me as much as my mother."

Draco choked on his words. Harry stood with his plate and started to walk out. As he reached Draco he gripped his shoulder briefly. "I guess you can understand what a family means then." Draco thought his heart would stop as Harry's fingers slowly dragged away.

Harry washed the dishes slowly. Part of him cursed the fact his captors hadn't added a dish washer when they had added the fridge, but of him was thankful for something to do with his hands while he thought about what Draco had said this morning. He had avoided direct contact with him all day. He mentally started to chide himself for calling Malfoy Draco when he remembered that it seemed important to the blonde that he do so.

For what felt like the thousandth time Harry sighed. That was what had him so confused. He believed the Malfoy's cared more for themselves and their family than Voldemort, but why had Draco seemed so adamant since their trials to become something else to Harry? What that was he didn't know. He knew that after the diadem had been destroyed Draco had only said he was still on the Death Eaters side to protect him. The Malfoy's had switch sides because they knew that they stood no chance of surviving under Voldemort. Then why would even after all that danger, Narcissa reunite with her estranged sister? Harry believed whole heartedly that for her at least family would always mean more, and keeping one sister at the risk of loosing her husband and son didn't compare. Narcissa adored Teddy almost as much as Harry and Andromeda did.

The thought of Teddy made Harry's heart clench. He had planned to take the toddler to the Muggle aquarium in London this Saturday. Once he got out of this mess he promised himself he'd take Teddy to anything he wanted. Thinking of this a memory floated into his mind unbidden.

Shortly after his birthday Harry had gone over to Andromeda's to visit Teddy. When he arrived Narcissa and Andromeda were having tea in the kitchen and giggling over an old photo album. It had shocked him to see the normally formal Narcissa in such a relaxed atmosphere. They had waved him off in the general direction of the living room. He stepped into the living room to find Draco on the floor tickling and kissing Teddy's stomach much to the little boys delight. Harry had stood mesmerized by the blonde who for the first time since Harry had known him, look completely at ease. Draco had a beautiful smile when he was that relaxed. He knew in that moment that Draco always sneered because he trusted no one around him.

His eyes are more beautiful when he's angry though. Or maybe just when he's passionate. The unbidden thought caused Harry to start.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Harry whirled around to find Draco holding his dishes from lunch.

"It's, um, it's alright." Harry's heart felt like it would slam itself out of his rib cage as Draco wedged past him to put his dishes in to soak.

"I tried to get your attention, but I don't think you heard me over your singing."

"My…singing?" had he been so absorbed in his thought he had sung something out loud?

Why did he feel so mortified by that, he sung all the time in the shower much to his dorm mates' dismay. He had never cared until Draco heard him.

"Yes, you were singing the song from the howler. Honestly Idina Menzel would probably have keeled over if she had heard someone brutalize her song so." Draco laughed and Harry found himself staring at the blond in shocked awe.

"Is that the writer?" This only made Draco laugh more.

"No she plays Elphaba."

"Oh" Draco sauntered out of the kitchen giggling. Harry watched him go thinking he might need to watch this musical.

Ginny finally pried Luna's hands away from her ears. Luna had never been exposed to Harry's singing and had a very bad reaction.

"He's stopped Luna." Ginny watched exasperated as Luna eyed the scrying glass distrustfully as if she didn't watch it Harry would begin singing again. After a few moments she nodded her head as if satisfied that the singing wouldn't continue.

'It's a good thing we set it too scroll their thoughts across the surface. Otherwise we'd have lost any value of today."

"Like you read any of it with your eyes screwed up like that." Ginny snorted and put the scrying mirror away in her beside drawer.

"Oh the thought about his beautiful eyes and wondering what they look like in passion didn't slip past me." Luna pulled out her transfiguration book and started taking notes. Ginny stared at her.

"Don't you want to discuss the new developments?"

"How are there any developments?" Luna replied without looking up from her notes.

Ginny threw her hands in the air and started pacing. There had to be something they had done or said today that would help them work them together.

"Ginny we can't interfere today, its going good if we force Harry he'll run. Just send them plenty of musicals and if something happens we'll send another howler." Luna looked up at the pacing redhead. "Or did you miss the fact his eyes were fixated on Draco's arse."

Ginny dove for the drawer and yanked the mirror from it. A quick wave of her wand had the last couple of moments replaying. Realizing Luna was correct she squealed in delight and lost her balance tumbling over the side of the bed. Luna shook her head as Ginny continued with her cackling from the floor.