A/N: Another chapter! It's one of the fics I love to write, so expect maybe another update before I leave. ^o^ And, I'll have you note, I'm rather evil in this chapter. :3 You'll see why near the end.
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Chapter 10 Boggarts & Draco
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As the Sorting ended, Harry still wasn't feeling well, and Draco was even more worried than he had been before. But the two stayed, long enough to hear Professor Dumbledore's speech, at least, which was just about to happen.
Dumbledore rose, and all heads turned to him. "Students and staff, welcome to another year at Hogwarts!" he exclaimed in greeting. "The caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the Forbidden Forest is off limits to everyone. Now, I would like to welcome to you the newest member of our staff, who will be taking up the position of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Everyone, please welcome, Professor Remus Lupin!"
Everyone clapped, especially Harry and Kyle. Some people from Slytherin gave Harry an odd look, but he merely ignored them, happy that someone decent was finally taking over the subject. Umbridge had been a nightmare, and all his other professors weren't too friendly, either.
When the speech was fimished, they were ordered to their dormitories. Harry gave Kyle a wave as the brothers separated, but even Kyle saw the distressed mood his older brother was in, and frowned.
Draco guided Harry down to the Slytherin dorms, which were in the dungeons. Harry knew his way, but he was in a sort of daze at the moment, and Draco had a feeling if he didn't get him up himself he'd still be sitting at the Slytherin table.
When they reached the Common Room, everyone else was up in their respective dormitories. Sitting down on the couch, Draco pulled Harry close to him. Something was clearly wrong with him, he was worried, and wanted to know why.
"Harry...Harry, please tell me what's wrong." He couldn't recall ever seeing Harry so sad. It scared him.
Harry merely shook his head, resting it on Draco's shoulder. "Later," was all he said, but it sounded like he was trying to hold back tears.
Draco's frown deepened and held him closer. "It's okay, Har. It's gonna be okay."
Draco rubbed his cheek against the top of Harry's head, whispering soothing words as Harry let out soft sobs. Whatever was troubling Harry enough to make him cry, he was finally letting it out.
"Shh..." said Draco softly, running his hand through Harry's hair and glaring at a couple of First Years who had stumbled upon them, quickly running off to their respective dormitories.
When the crying stopped, Draco looked down and found him asleep. Smiling softly, he brushed a few strands of hair away from his eyes and manouvered them so that they were both laying on the couch comfortably, Harry in Draco's arms still. Eventually, Draco fell asleep himself, but never let go of Harry. While it may have been uncomfortable on a couch, they didn't seem to be.
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The next day, the first class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Harry had a strange feeling of Deja vu as they walked there, because when class started, it was, unsurprisingly (at least to Harry) about Boggarts. Harry was sure that the Professor would let him turn a boggart funny this time.
As class went on, Harry felt much better than he did last night, though he was still sad over seeing that there was no Hermione at Hogwarts. She had been his best friend, after all. Ron was here, though he wasn't the same. But Harry betted that if he was in Gryffindor, the boy would have no problem in being his friend. Ron seemed to have taken a liking to Kyle, at least. Even though they had never been friends in this time, it still felt like he was being replaced.
When he was next in line, surprisingly the boggarts of his fellow classmates were pretty well the same as they had been in his third year, Lupin hadn't allowed him to do it this time, as well. He frowned. Voldemort was gone, and there was no Dementors to be afraid of. So what was the problem now?
Draco watched Harry curiously from his place behind him. He was obviously upset about something again. Draco found that he could read Harry like an open book now. It was easy to tell when he was troubled by something, even when he was letting on that he was.
Harry watched, amused, as Draco's boggart turned into a big spider, as Ron's had. He yelled "Riddikulus!" and though Harry couldn't see any sign of fear on the blond Slytherin's face, he could see him shaking like a leaf.
Class was soon over, and Harry left, clearly amused and feeling better. Draco, however, was pouting in Harry's direction.
"Who told you to be amused by my fears?" Draco asked, and Harry smiled innocently.
"No one. I can't control how I feel, Drac," said Harry with an innocent smile still plastered on his face, making Draco's pout deepen.
"No more being amused!"
Harry just laughed and shook his head, wrapping an arm around Draco's shoulders as the two set off for Double Potions with Snape and the Gryffindors, with Harry wondering how class with Snape would be like this time around.
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Class went by surprisingly fast. As a plus, he and Snape got along surprisingly well. The man didn't seem as cold as he had been in his time, though that didn't mean he was fair beyond any standards.
When classes ended for the day, Harry couldn't have been more happy. He wondered if by going back in time he had unpurposly changed the homework load for everyone, or at least, him. He had been assigned quite a lot of homework within the few short hours of class.
He sighed as he collapsed onto the couch of the surprisingly comfortable and warm Slytherin Common Room, Draco coming in behind him chuckling softly.
"I don't remember ever getting this much homework," Harry whined as Draco said next to him, rolling his gray eyes.
"Oh hush, Har," Draco said as his head went to rest on his shoulder. "We'll get through it together. I'll help you -study-." He whispered, his warm breath being felt on Harry's neck, making him shiver with delight.
"Mmm....D-Draco..."
"Be glad we're the only ones here," Draco murmured, kissing along Harry's neck. "I wouldn't want some innocent first years to see what I'm about to do to you."
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When Harry woke up the next day, he groaned finding himself, completely naked, covered by only a blanket, and in Draco Malfoy's arms.
His face flushed as he watched the blond sleep, remembering what had transpired last night. And in the Common Room no less! He knew Draco was sneaky, but this was unbelievable, even for him.
Not to say that he wasn't happy they hadn't done it. He was incredibly happy. Despite only being in this time period for a short time, his feelings for Draco had greatened considerably. He was quite sure he was very much in love with the blond, though he couldn't be completely sure, as he never felt true love for another before.
They had classes today, so he knew that students would be down within moments, and Harry was very sure that he did not want to be seen like this.
"Drac...Drac, wake up," Harry murmured, shaking Draco gently. Said boy groaned, slowly opening his eyes.
"Whuttimeishit?" Draco said sleepily, and Harry couldn't help but smile, watching him rub the sleep out of his eyes.
"Almost 8 o'clock. Do you want the students to see us like this?"
Draco blinked his hazy eyes for a few moments up at Harry, before realizing they were both naked and flushed furiously, immediately starting to get ready.
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A/N: *snickers* Mwaha. You wanna kill me now, don't ya? You'll put your flames out next chapter, I assure you. But until then.....dun dun dun.