Adrian was a bit nervous, when he led Nick from the room. He almost chickened out, Nick had no idea about the talk, they were going for a lesson. He could just teach the lesson, but he was reminded of the kiss, and Viktor. He knew Viktor was very interested, and had already acted, and he needed to put his cap in the ring. He wasn't sure, but he doubted Nick was sure yet, about Viktor. He needed to talk to Nick, let him know he was interested as well, and make sure he had a shot as well. Neither he nor Viktor would hurt Nick, not only out of fear of his family,

Nick had Viktor on his mind, as he went with Adrian, and the kiss. But he could admit he had Adrian too, and not just because Adrian had walked in as they kissed, but that was a part of it as well. Nick barely noticed when they got to the stables.

Nick noticed Adrian stopped and was not talking. "Is there something wrong Adrian?"

Adrian shook his head. "No, I mean….."

Nick was not sure but he put the question out there. "Is it about the kiss you saw? It surprised me too, but he wouldn't hurt me."

Adrian could tell Nick was oblivious to his feelings and almost backed down. "I know he wouldn't. He'd be a good guy for you."

Nick could hear the disappointment in his voice to his surprise. "I'm not sure I'm interested in him. There is someone else as well."

Adrian stopped and looked at him. "I can admit I perhaps felt a bit jealous seeing you kiss him."

Nick was surprised to hear that. "You were jealous?"

Adrian laughed. "You have no idea how handsome, and charming and a catch you are."

Nick had color before, but he was totally blushing, when he heard that. He had never been told that, the only compliment he had got on his looks, had been back in second year. Ginny had sent him a Valentine's, during Lockhart's events, and compared his eyes to a toad. They were of course not his eyes, the charms had been removed, and he knew he had the Malfoy eyes, but the rest he looked like a little Black.

Adrian smiled when he saw Nick's color rising in his cheeks. He knew he was perhaps a bit too forward, but he wanted Nick to know, he cared about him. He needed Nick to see that there was a lot he had to offer, and a reason not one but two men, wanted to kiss him.

Nick stopped. "I have never been told…."

Adrian laughed. "Perhaps people were worried about thinking you were Harry. But I can promise you, more than two of us have looked."

Nick was still flush from that. "Maybe not before my charms were removed. But I don't want to be sought for my looks."

Adrian shook his head. "I looked, when you looked like Harry, and I assure you, it has nothing to do with your looks."

Nick still wasn't sure. "I'm blind, and younger than you, and in hiding. I don't have anything to offer other than my money."

Adrian felt a bit hurt by that. "I inherited my mother's fortune, I am not some gold digger."

Nick stopped him. "I didn't mean it like that, I swear I didn't, I know you're not. I am just confused why you and Viktor are attracted to me."

Adrian made him sit. "You are smart, you have this amazing heart, and a wonderful sense of humor to say the least."

Nick shook his head. "My heart? I trusted people I should never have."

Adrian stopped him. "You were lied to all your life. And other than Ron and perhaps Ginny, your heart didn't lead you wrong in friends."

Nick was reminded of the twins, his quidditch buddies, Hermione and Luna. He had never had it easy, making friends, before or during his time at Hogwarts. When he was with the muggles, they thought him a freak, or were scared of his cousin so kids wouldn't talk to him. Then he came to school, and he was thought to be Harry, and he was thought more a freak to be gawked at. He had always clung to the friends he had, grateful he had any, and not wanting to lose them. It was one of the hardest things being here, knowing they were in danger, and he couldn't protect them. He was reminded it was not his place any more, to be the hero, he got to be a normal teen.

Adrian didn't want to push, he knew Nick had never been in a real relationship, and his life had changed so much. But he felt better, Nick knew he was interested, before things had gone any further with Viktor. He was far too honorable to approach Nick, if it was further.

Nick thought out loud though. "I was not opposed to the kiss, but I already told Viktor, I'd not be opposed to seeing if….."

Adrian assured him. "I understand, I just wanted to let you know how I feel, and throw my hat into the ring before it's too late."

Viktor's voice had come from the door. "I am not opposed to a bit of friendly competition. You don't have to worry about hurting either of us."

Nick's head was spinning a bit but he nodded. "I liked the kiss from both of you, I like both of you. I don't know….."

Adrian cut him off. "We are both patient, and whoever you choose in the end, if you choose one of us, we will both be happy."

Viktor agreed with him. They both knew in the end Nick may choose neither, he was new to dating, and they may be his first but not last. They both cared deeply for him, and would like to see if they had a future, but were not pushing. Not in front of him, but there was little doubt, there would be some competition between the two. They were both competitive, especially when it was something they really wanted.

Nick suddenly felt like he couldn't focus with either of them teaching today. "Perhaps Fleur should take my lesson this afternoon."

Harry was assured, when Travis wrote him, he was safe. Travis was not with his own parents, who were in a safe house in Canada, but with Aunt Sarah and Uncle Peter. For a moment he felt a pang of jealousy, that Travis was with his Aunt and Uncle, who he hadn't seen in eleven years. He knew some may think it foolish, he was so attached to people he had not seen since he was five, but he was. He never knew his parents, and those four years with them, had meant the world. He had kept in contact over the years, thanks to Professor Manx, who was with them as well. He was reminded, by Aunt Sarah who wrote to him, he would be with them again when the war ended. He may be an adult by then, but the woman had assured him he'd always have a home with them, no matter what. Her and her husband had never had children, and loved Harry as their own, devastated when he was taken. He was reminded of his real Aunt and Uncle, who raised Nick, and had abused him. He had lucked out, the couple risked their lives, to try and flee with him. He just kept reminding himself, when the war was over, he could go home to them.

Harry was reminded why he was there, and he knew he needed to end this, and soon. He was far better trained than the decoy, closer to being ready, but he noticed his extra training had ended when he arrived. He was worried what that meant.

He was able to arrange a meeting with Professor Snape, through another detention. It seemed Nick had got a lot from the man. "Good thing."

Hermione smiled as she knew what he was thinking about. "I don't think he'd agree with you. He spent a lot of time cleaning cauldrons."

Harry shrugged. "I think he got off easy. If I got a 'detention' I got to sleep outside in the cold with gruel for two days."

Luna put a hand on his arm and squeezed. "You're never going back to that life. Both you and Nick will have a better life than before."

Hermione agreed with her. "Though I may be insulted, that neither you nor Nick, plan to stick around."

Harry managed to laugh. "It's a change from the days that you referred to me as the imposter. I'll keep in touch, and I am sure Nick will."

Neville was with them and spoke up for once. "He wrote to me, he was happy I knew, so he could. He promises to come back to visit when safe."

They were reminded this had been Nick's home. He may not have a lot of good memories, but this was where his family was from, as well. The Malfoys were happy in France, and likely wouldn't return, but they had their manor here. He would want to see where he should have grown up, where his dads had lived, and more. And of course he would want to be close to his friends he had to leave behind.

Harry left them, to go and meet with Severus, in his classroom. They didn't remain in the room long, using a spell to make sure it looked like they were there, and headed through into the man's private rooms. Again he was surprised to find Draco.

He looked at the other kid and back. "I know he is your godson, but I am confused to why he is here."

Severus shared a look with Draco. "Lucius would like his son to receive more training, as long as he is being stubborn, about not leaving."

Draco smirked when he heard that. "Stubborn? Where does my father think I get it from?"

Severus laughed a bit. "I believe I have heard him mutter something about infernally stubborn Blacks more than once. Nick as well."

Harry broke in. "You are going to train the both of us?"

Severus turned to him. "I assumed that was what you came to me for."

Harry noticed it was not a question. "All my training stopped when I got here. And it's not like I can turn to the defense teacher."

Draco snorted when he heard that. "The man is as bad as Lockhart was, if not worse. I'd have thought with war coming, they'd pick…."

Severus cut him off. "Professor Hawk is a lap dog of Cornelius, and easy to control, unlike Umbridge. Eyes and ears for him and Albus."

Severus had planned to talk to Harry, before the boy had come to him. Like Harry he was surprised, after all the special training Harry had done in Boston, it hadn't continued at all here. It would have had to be limited, not to raise suspicion, but still. He had his concern, that Harry was not meant to become too powerful, just strong enough to win. There was concern, perhaps he was not meant to survive it.

Harry knew what he was thinking and it was the same fears he had. "I need someone to train me, I've come too far to lose my life now I have it."