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Warning: Slash DM/HP soon I promise

Chapter 9

Harry sighed again for the forth time in as many minutes looking at the school building he felt as though he was about to walk into hell. Draco sensing his unease put a reassuring hand on his lower back in silent support. Taking a deep breath Harry finally started towards the doors of he building looking for all the world like he was walking to his execution.

"How do you do that, Draco?" at Draco's confused look Harry clarified, "look like none of this bothers you. I'm about to lose my breakfast in nervousness and there you are looking all calm and collected like this is nothing. It's very annoying you know." Harry couldn't help the pout he had at those words.

Draco smirked before taking pity on the ex-Griffindor all the while thinking how adorable the boy looked pouting. "Relax Harry, you defeated the Dark Lord, High School should be nothing to you."

"Not the same thing, Prat," Harry sighed once again, "that was one person trying to kill me since I was born. This is hundreds of teenagers like us and they are vicious remember second year when everyone was convinced I was evil and then forth year when I was a glory stealing false champion, and lets not forget fifth year when I was delusional attention seeking liar. Thank you so much for all that by the way." He said with a derisive snort.

Draco had the sense to look ashamed of his past self before straightening up and regaining his Malfoy poise and sticking his nose in the air saying,"I already apologized for that Potter."

Harry let out a laugh briefly forgetting his nerves and Draco smirked to himself mission accomplished. Just then Hermione and the 'scoobies' joined the two of them smiling at Draco's possessive hand on Harry's back.

"Well, well what do we have here? The sideshow freaks have gained new members," a haughty brunette sneered.

Draco felt Harry tense up at the word 'freak' and turned to the girl and almost laughed at her face. He gave her one of his smirks and watched as she wiped hers off and replaced it with what he supposed was a flirty look. She then batted her eyelashes at him and stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm. He couldn't help himself then he did laugh at her as he shook off her arm.

Hermione giggled at the affronted look on the girl's face when Draco laughed at her. When she turned to sneer at Hermione the curly haired girl just shook her head and said, "oh please, I have been on the receiving end of the Malfoy smirk and/or glare for about eight years and believe me little girl you have nothing on him."

"Cordelia, what do you want?" Buffy said with heavy patience.

Cordelia just looked at them all before walking off in a huff before turning to Draco and saying, "when you get tired of these loser you know where to find me but this will take a lot of groveling on your part," while everyone just looked on in amusement at her antics.

"Who was that?" Harry asked at large.

"That was Cordelia Chase our residence Ice Queen," Willow replied.

Harry snorted before quieting under Draco's glare. "What, what did we miss?" came Xander from behind them.

"Oh nothing," Harry replied with a smile in his voice, "just that Draco here was known as the Ice Prince of Slytherin where we come from. He finished before laughing at the blonde's expression.

"Come on you guys we still have to get our class schedules," said Hermione as she and her boys said goodbye to the scoobies promising to meet up at lunch.

Harry was dismayed when he had to split up with his friends for classes still laughing at Draco's question of why did he have to study being social he was perfectly charming and knew how to socialize thank you very much. Hermione had burst out laughing and it took them five minutes before they were calmed down enough to explain what social studies was the other boy.

He was the instant attraction in all his first classe as everyone asked to know where he was from and had several girls coming up to him and flirting saying how much they loved his accent. They were worse than at Bronze the other night. Harry just smiled before spotting Willow in the back and making a beeline for the girl. Willow gave him a small smile taking pity on him and letting him sit next to the window away from grabbing hands.

"Don't worry, you will soon lose your novelty," Willow said to the boy.

"I hope so I hate being the center of attention," he said as the bell rang, "back home I almost always was I constantly had people trying to get to me just because of my fame."

Class went by agonizingly slow and Harry found that he had no trouble keeping up. 'Who knew that Dudley's school books would come in handy' he thought to himself, glad that he had read them during the holiday seeing as he had nothing better to do at the time being locked in his room.

He was in a daze until Willow shook his arm signifying the end of class he had completely missed the bell. Harry's day continued much the same way until mid morning when he heard whispers about a body being found in the library. He immediately thought the worst and was about to leave the class when Buffy walked in, "what's going on, what is this about a body in the library, is everyone alright?" he finished in one breath.

"Relax, Harry," Buffy soothed, "it was none of ours actually they don't know who it was he doesn't go to school here and he didn't look familiar when I snuck in there. Giles is thinking that he may be someone that followed you and your friends through that portal thingy and was wondering if you could check it out."

Harry sighed of course it had something to do with him and his friends didn't it always. "Sure I'll look and see if I know him when do you think I will be able to do so?"

"Well see that's where things get interesting, how do you feel about morgues especially creepy, closed morgues?" Buffy asked brightly.

Harry just stared at the girl as though she had lost her mind; "explain" was all he said.

"You see they have already moved the body and no one is allowed to visit the morgue without permission so we will have to sneak in tonight for you to get a peek," Buffy said in a rush.

"Fine, if it will help," Harry finally sighed before turning back to the class.

Harry's day had never went so fast before, 'I guess when you have something as "fun" as a visit to a morgue in the middle of the night to look forward to time flies,' he thought sarcastically.

Needless to say Draco and Angel were not pleased to hear about their excursion especially when they found out the two would be going alone. They argued with them until each pointed out in a deathly quiet voice that they were perfectly capable of taking care of themselves and everyone else while they were at it. Both realized that if they didn't want to be in the proverbial doghouse than they should trust them.

Harry almost wished Draco had pushed a little harder to follow but on the other hand couldn't stand how the blond was coddling him like he couldn't defend himself if necessary, he knew that he had hurt the other's feelings but that it needed to be said.

Buffy's thoughts were similar no matter how many times she snuck in the morgue it was still ubber creepy, but she could take care of this with just her and Harry she didn't need Angel to hold her hand, 'thank you very much'.

They chatted on the walk to the morgue about inconsequential things each lost in their own thoughts about the upcoming ordeal. They stopped talking as they reached the morgue going into 'stealth mode' as Buffy jokingly told Harry.

They reached the body storage area and Harry about lost his dinner at the smell. Buffy took one look at his face and said, "breathe through your mouth and believe it or not you eventually get used to it."

Harry stared at her for a moment before doing as she suggested and asking, "how do you know so much about this stuff."

Buffy just gave an enigmatic smile and said, "just one of the many perks with being the slayer along with ruined cloths and lots of demons and uglies trying to kill you."

"Oh," Harry replied, "and what is a slayer if you don't mind me asking and why are you one."

"Umm… Harry," Buffy started, "no offense but this really isn't the time to have this discussion you know while we're breaking into a morgue and all."

Harry turned red having momentarily forgotten where they were and shut up. Buffy took pity on the poor boy and leaned in to whisper, "I'll tell you and your friends all about it when we get home."

Harry nodded gratefully before turning to survey his surroundings. He thought to himself this place was not a place where he would want to be during the day but it being night just made it that much worst. The shadows all seemed sinister and the place creaked at every turn as though they were being followed and Harry couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. This made him extra jumpy and he barely contained his scream when Buffy touched his arm to get his attention.

Buffy laughed when the raven jumped but was silenced by she heard something fall. "Let's just do this and get out," she said hurriedly.

Harry couldn't help but agree and followed her to the drawers. They tried three before they finally got the right one and Harry couldn't contain a gasp as he said, "that's…"

"No time right now," Buffy cut him off before turning towards the noise she had heard and almost groaned out loud as five vampires stepped out of the shadows. "I hope you were serious about knowing how to defend yourself from vampires," she said before crouching down in a defensive position.

Harry just smiled grimly before drawing his wand and copying her position.

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