Title: Truth behind the name and the lies P.2
Pairing: DracoxHarry,
Fandom : HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them? Please read P.1 otherwise you maybe confused…

Evil Kitty Dictator-
'Are you a road runner? I get done reviewing chapter 13, read some other fanfics, go back to my profile, check the updates, and find you posted chapter 14 already. I could bow down and kiss your feet if I knew you. Theo needs his butt kicked all the way to Antarctica and freeze into a popsicle. Wow that would be awesome if the twins could be told apart like that. I would be pausing the movie and searching there hands to figure out who's who. Well can't wait for the next chapter. By the way things are going I could wake up in the morning and find chapter 15 and more. ^-^' - Roadrunner? nope just sick and I've got a bum knee. I've writing to pretend I have neither. lols. Don't kiss my feet. Yes there needs his ass kicked. The world is not truly so easy that the twins have a burn to make them look a bit different. Trust Percy to notice what no one else does. Need to type up the next chapter. wrote it in doctor's office.

Edit: Part 1 takes place in 1991. Part 2 happens in 1992, my mistake.

Hahaha newest take on the first day of year 2, hold on tight!

Chapter 15- Attention, signed pictures and a walk-out

Harry was led off to Herbology by Hermione, he didn't like being separated from Draco. He'd become a lot more needy for a time after his magic crashed. The Hufflepuffs weren't bad but they weren't Draco….

It had been fun fighting with Hermione for attention from Professor Sprout to answer questions.

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Draco was quite pleased that the class they shared this year with Gryffindor was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Not because he liked Lockhart, in fact his opinion was that the man was useless. He hadn't realized Harry was still weak and recovering when he shoved all those books at him.

There was nothing in those ridiculous books, he learned more from Uncle Sev when he was nine.

He was a little shocked when he walked into the corridor that led to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and overheard this conversation…

Looking up, he saw the very small, mousy-haired boy he'd seen trying on the Sorting Hat last night staring at his Harry as though transfixed.

The boy was clutching what looked like an ordinary camera, and the moment Harry looked at him, he went bright red. "Excuse me, Harry Potter? I'm… I'm…Colin Creevey," he said breathlessly, taking a tentative step forward. "I'm in Gryffindor, too. Do you think… would it be all right if… can I have a picture?" he said, raising the camera hopefully.

"A picture?" Harry asked, shifting closer to Hermione.

Draco was getting worried because Harry seemed upset by the whole thing, especially attention having to do with him being the Wizarding World's hero.

"So I can prove I've met you," Colin Creevey said eagerly, edging further forward. "I know all about you. Everyone's told me about how you survived when You-Know-Who tried to kill you and how he disappeared. How you've still got a lightning scar on your forehead."

The boy shifted a bit, his eyes seemed to be raking Harry's hairline searching for the scar Harry hated so much. That stupid thing caused his Adder so much pain last year.

"Oh and a boy in my dormitory said if I develop the film in the right potion, the pictures'll move." Colin was acting all excited as he said, "It's amazing here, isn't it? I never knew all the odd stuff I could do was magic till I got the letter from Hogwarts. My dad's a milkman, he couldn't believe it either. So I'm taking loads of pictures to send home to him. And it'd be really good if I had one of you."

That look reminded Draco of Harry's pout, as Colin looked imploringly at Harry, "…maybe your friend could take it and I could stand next to you? And then, could you sign it…"

Draco called out, "Wait a minute! That won't be happening. Professor Snape wouldn't allow him to start giving out signed photos. Besides, can't you see you're making him uncomfortable."

"Draco…"

Harry wiggled away.

"I could have told you that the Great Harry Potter was overrated and not nice to his fans." Loud and scathing, Ron Weasley's voice came from right behind Harry. "Signed photos? You're refusing to give out signed photos, Potter? I can change that." he sneered, "Attention everyone, the great Harry Potter Savior of the Wizarding World is giving out signed photos."

Harry whispered, "I'm not…"

"Leave Harry alone Ron." Hermione crossed her arms.

"You're just jealous," piped up Colin.

"Jealous of an arrogant git who doesn't have time for anyone but other stuck up gits like Malfoy, Zambini and Granger? I don't see what is so special about having a funny scar. He nearly got my brothers expelled for using magic over the summer." Ron snorted.

"Harry had nothing to do with that." Hermione was protesting.

"If he wants to prove he actually cares about his fans the little git could give out the signed photos."

"What's all this, what's all this?" Gilderoy Lockhart was striding toward them, his turquoise robes swirling behind him. "Who's giving out signed photos?"

Draco held Harry close, feeling him tremble, "No one sir. This first year asked for a photo and expected Harry would sign it. But…"

Lockhart managed to Draco's anger to take Hary from him, and flung an arm around his shoulders as thundered jovially, "Shouldn't have asked! We meet again, Harry."

"Professor I demand you unhand him at once. He doesn't like to be touched." Draco said a dangerous tone creeping into his voice.

"Nonsense. Come on then, Mr. Creevey," said Lockhart, beaming at Colin. "A double portrait, can't do better than that, and we'll both sign it for you."

Draco pulled Lockhart off Harry, "He will not be having his picture taken. Harry cannot agree to pictures without first consent from his guardian and his head of house. I told you. Not to touch him."

"Your name." Lockhart was incensed.

"Draco Malfoy. My father is on the board of governors. You should know that you can not freely manhandle the heir to two seats on Wizengamot. Though you are Welcome to complain to Professor Snape, the Head of Slytherin. I doubt he will take kindly to what you were trying to do."

"What business of it to Snape what I do with my student."

"Have you forgotten his reaction to your grandstanding attempt to 'gift' a recently released patient from St. Mungos' with your entire works? The stack was taller and heavier then he is." Draco glared, holding the shaken boy, "Sorry Colin. If Professor Snape agrees to a photo perhaps it can be arranged. I know you're excited to be a wizard and there is much to learn. I'd ask Ms. Hermione Granger for a few of her books, or she can recommend a few titles."

The bell rang, "Professor it would not be wise to disregard advice pertaining to a student still recovering."

"Perhaps I can add advice to his treatment. Was it a backfired spell? Attack from a magical creature…"

"You are a fool professor, you should know that families such as the Malfoys only take healing advice from their personal healers and do not allow less-skilled persons to even offer advice."

Lockhart huffed making his way to the front of the room.

The rest of the class came clattering in, Draco and Blaisé on either side of Harry, Hermione to Blaisé's right. Crabbe and Goyle were behind them.

Ron sat by himself glowering.

When the whole class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly and silence fell. He reached forward, picked up Neville Longbottom's copy of Travels with Trolls, and held it up to show his own, winking portrait on the front. "Me," he said, pointing at it and winking as well. "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award but I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!" He waited for them to laugh; a few people smiled weakly. "I see you've all bought a complete set of my books. Well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about, just to check how well you've read them, how much you've taken in." When he had handed out the test papers he returned to the front of the class and said, "You have thirty minutes starting now!"

Draco looked at the questions, closed the test and standing. "I refuse to take such a ludicrous test. It has little to do with the subject you are to be teaching. I will be reporting this to father. Come Harry, Blaisé, Crabbe, Goyle. Hermione you are welcome to join us studying actual Defense against the Dark Arts."

"Mr. Malfoy, who are you to tell me how to teach my class."

"I am the person who was forced to fight your predecessor. He was responsible for his own death though. If I can take on a Professor of this subject and win as a first year I fall to see exactly what you could teach me with tests like this. I am attending this school to learn real magic and not glorified tales of your greatness. Don't bother about trying to give us detention, I'm sure Professor Snape would take it personally if you did."

They left, it fact…the entire Slytherin half of the class walked out.

"Come back…"

Hermione stayed close, "Are you sure walking out of class is a good idea…"

You want to stay in class and be taught by that idiot? I'd be afraid of what stupid stunt he'd pull. I won't let Harry be in Danger."

"Don't think I'm joining your walk out because I've forgiven you for your betrayal Malfoy."

"WOuldn't dream of expecting such a thing. I expect you don't want to sullen yourself by being taught by a useless individual. I learned more from my tutor before Hogwarts then that man could ever teach. He should be testing us on what he learned last year and then compared it with what we should have learned. Then we would have a decent footing for our O.W.L.S." Draco replied as they headed to the Dungeon.

"What is this? Why are the Slytherin Second years out of class? ? ? You're supposed to be in Defense." Came the shocked voice of Assistant Headmistress McGonagall.

Draco copied the test in his hand, "We refuse to be taught by an imbecile. We're here to learn magic not feed a glory hound's ego." he dropped one in her hand as they marched off.

"I can't believe my lions are refusing to attend class."

"Oh…we're in so much trouble Draco…" Hermione whined.

"I gave you a choice. You came."

"I know…doesn't mean I can't wonder…if it was the right choice…" she muttered.

Draco led them to the cellars of the castle, spoke the password, "Argutiae." a wall in the opened and the group went through entering hidden passage.

The Slytherin Dungeon's common room was a low-ceilinged, dungeon-like room with greenish lamps and chairs. This dungeon extends partway under the lake. The common room has lots of low backed black and dark green leather sofas with buttons, skulls, and dark wood cupboards. It has quite a grand atmosphere, but also quite a spooky, cold one.

"We shall wait here for Professor Snape." Draco flicked his wand muttering a charm that caused fire to spring to life once more in the Hearth. As well as summoning a coat for Harry. "Why don't you all work on your assignment from McGonagall for now."

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"Draco…"

Severus Snape had finally entered Slytherin's Dungeon.

"Please explain why Harry, Hermione and the entire Slytherin half of the Defense lesson walked out."

This is what we were greeted with, after Lockhart tried to force Harry to take a picture after I said no. He took Harry away from me. He was…making Harry upset…" Draco growled.

"You are refusing to attend lessons."

"Until we have a decent teacher, perhaps an auror or a hit wizard. Someone who isn't this pathetic. Nymphadora could teach us better and she was a Hufflepuff..."

"Fine. As punishment I want a schedule of assignments, an alternative text and a classroom. If you can prove you can do better then I'll allow it. Though I doubt either the Headmaster or the Assistant Headmistress will be as accommodating."

Note: If you wish to see the beds go to kusanobabe05 Livejournal find the drarry_mirror community its the most recent entry. you can also find a picture of Wisteria Meadows there.