Pov Harry On

Kissing Draco made my heart out of control. My hands are on the back of your neck pulling you at me. Your hands squeeze my hips against his. We just parted ways to take a break.

I tried to resist it, but how to resist when my body wants it so much? Everything about him attracts me, it's like a magnet. And I no longer have the excuse of being under the effect of that potion, because this time I am under total control of my actions, or almost total, since kissing him makes me so bewildered.

He took his mouth to my neck, kissing and sucking it, which made me shiver, and made me sure that marks would be left. Slowly he was pushing me back to reach the bed, where he laid me down and climbed on top of me. His cold, soft mouth moving against mine, allowing me to delight in his taste, his smell and above all his heat that took my breath away. I let it fit between my legs and I could feel its erection against mine. While taking breath, I took my mouth to his neck, giving light kisses to his white skin, whose smell made me drunk. Her hands went to the bar on my shirt and started to lift it, they slipped on my belly and...

I felt a very strong nausea, so strong that I almost threw up on him. In a quick move, I put one of my hands in my mouth, and used the other to push it sharply to the side. I ran to the bathroom and narrowly missed the toilet. I vomit voraciously. Damn it! And I thought that tea that Duda gave me had worked.

I saw that Draco had followed me and was standing on the doorstep watching me with a worried look. I wanted to ask him to leave, because I didn't like the idea that the man I had been kissing for a minute, saw me throwing up, but I could only throw up more. It looked like I had eaten one of Fred and Jorge's Vomitilhas.

When the nausea finally passed, I went to the sink to wash my mouth and brush my teeth.

And only then did I turn to Draco, whose gaze was still concerned.

"Sorry about that" murmured embarrassed.

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I didn't want you to see me... like this."

He rolled his eyes.

"Don't be an idiot, everyone is sick" he said, coming to me and holding my face gently. I felt my cheeks burn. "Are you sick or just didn't like my kiss?"

"It must be your kiss, for sure" I spoke jokingly, he rolled his eyes when I leaned over giving a kiss on his cheek.

"Okay, seriously, Potter, what's the matter?"

"I don't know, I think I must have eaten something spoiled. It must be nothing, don't worry."

"Ah, so take care, scar. You cannot be sick now that we are at war. So you make it easy for the Dark Lord" he said, kissing my neck again.

I couldn't help laughing, because he did it without even leaving the bathroom.

"Hey kid, come over here!" Uncle Valter shouted down there.

"It was taking time..." I sighed.

"Who is it?" asked Draco, already taking his hand to the cup where his wand was.

"My uncle. He must be irritated that his son's nose was crushed by his fist. You'll probably scold me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"It's okay, don't worry. I know how to deal with it, but first..."

I ran back to my room and picked up my invisibility cloak.

"Come, cover yourself with that. My uncles don't know that you are here, and it's already dark, you certainly won't want to be seen leaving."

"BOY!"

"I'm going!" I shouted back, then whispered. "Draco comes."

He went under the cover and disappeared. I assumed you were following me, so I went down and headed for the living room.

My uncle was pacing, he was red, which clearly indicates that he is angry. Duda was sitting on the couch with slightly swollen eyes and holding a bloody cloth over his nose, while Aunt Petunia stroked his hair.

"What did you do with my son?" it blanded as soon as it saw me.

"Nothing" I answered sincerely.

"THEN AS HELL, CAN I EXPLANATE HIS FACE?! - screamed Uncle Valter, making me want to cover my ears. "You didn't dare use that thing on him, did you..?"

"It wasn't him" Duda said suddenly. "I already said it was someone else."

"Who was it then, Duduzinho?" asked Aunt Petunia, still stroking her hair.

I heard a low noise from someone choking trying not to laugh. Draco must be on my side.

"It was..." he faced me for a moment. I took a deep breath, I'm sure he will dedicate me. "someone else. A guy on the street."

"Do you expect me to believe that?" exclaimed Uncle Valter. "Tell the truth, son, he can't do anything against you here."

"I already said it wasn't him. Harry is innocent, he always was... I was the one who always beat him and..."

"WHAT DO YOU DID WITH MY SON?!" my uncle shouted again, taking me out of my shock,

"You heard Duda, I didn't do anything!" I said starting to get angry.

"It is exactly that is why that I think you did! Duda would never defend you in your normal state! That's why I'm sure you did something to him!"

This time, I have to recognize that Uncle Valter is right. Duda doesn't look normal at all. I would say that he is bewitched if he did not know that this is impossible.

"As much as you are right about Duda's abnormal behavior, I did nothing for him. You know perfectly well that I still can't use magic outside of school. This would only attract Voldemort's followers to me!" I said, my anger increasing. "And if I were you, instead of being worried about your son's fights, I would start to worry more about his life, and I would rethink that protection proposal that the Order offered them!"

"I will not rethink about moving with people like you, just because you have problems with this crazy Vol-I don't know what!" exclaimed my uncle.

"GREAT, THEN THE NEXT TIME IS GOOD THE LORD WILL PREPARATE, WHY WILL BE REALLY A LOT SORTE IF YOUR CHILDHO COMPLETE ONLY WITH THE BREAKEN NARIZ, AND I LIVE TO CONTATE HISTORY!" I screamed, losing patience for good. The lamp over the table next to me exploded.

I could hear Malfoy's exclamation of fright, but the shock of others in the room was so great that only I seemed to hear.

I walked towards the front door and opened it, I came pretending to look at them angrily, to allow Draco's time to leave, then I retired knocking on the door and walked to the garden.

"Wow, this is the first time that I have seen people from the same family scream so much" commented Draco removing the cover and handing me over, so we hide in the shade under the tree. "Not even the diners who come to my house scream so much."

"I'm used to it." I spoke shrugging. "Ah, and I'm sorry for the scare of the lamp."

"You must be very powerful to blow up a lamp like that, just in your anger. I didn't get scared, I was just impressed."

"Things like this have happened before. The most interesting time was when I made my aunt Guida turn a balloon and fly out of the province" I counted smiling.

"This must have been really interesting" he said approaching and wrapping my hip with his arms. "But it would be much more interesting if instead of flying, it exploded and... don't look at me like that, I'm just kidding. This type of joke was to be expected from a Sonserino" I provoked.

"Just as a Griffin was expected to appeal" replied, smiling charmingly. He approached and kissed my lips slowly. "I need to go."

He walked away a little, then turned and said.

Hey, scar, I forgot to ask. Did you ever tell anyone about our "preak" in the forest?

I blushed violently. Damn it! Why do I always have to blush?

"No. I don't think they would react well to knowledge" I replied. "And I don't think I even need to ask, why am I sure you didn't tell anyone, did you?"

"You got it right, Potter" he said smiling, and then he was serious. "And remember, there is an ambush for you on Saturday night, so be prepared."

That said, he took two steps and Trimmed. I stayed there for a few minutes, looking at the vold still without believing that it had really come to alert me, and that he really likes me and...

I felt a strange sensation, as if someone was watching me. I looked around but saw nothing, so I went back inside the house. Without paying attention to the Dursley, I went straight to my room, and threw myself into my bed. I sighed when I felt Draco's perfume that had been in the air, and I stayed there trying to absolve everything that had happened

Two days after Draco's visit, it was already Saturday. I had thought of sending a letter through Edwiges, to tell the Order about the Lord's knowledge of our plans, but then remind me that owl mail is no longer secure.

And the worst thing is that I am still having problems with my uncles, who whenever they pack their bags convinced to go with the Order, end up changing their mind. Not to mention that Duda now looks at me strangely. Uncle Valter ignored all the evidence that his only son, who for them was considered "perfect", was having a crush on me. They had seen Duda chasing me more than once, but they pretended to ignore it, perhaps because they feared the truth. But of course it brought me some benefits, because Duda also gave it to appear at my bedroom door with tea whenever he sees me throwing up, which has been happening very often. Of course, I am already convinced that the problem was not something I ate and that I must be sick, but I am not concerned about that at the moment.

I am here, once again checking everything I will take with me. It is difficult to think that I have a journey ahead of me, and that it will determine the future of the wizard world. In addition to this concern, I am still apprehensive that I know that Draco will be in immense danger if they find out about his visit.

My nightmares about Voldemort killing him torment me whenever I sleep.

"Hey, you!"

Sixteen years of hearing this call, it allowed me to know that it was with me that Uncle Valter spoke. I was distracted by looking at the shard of the mirror that Sirius had given me, and that for a fraction of seconds I was sure to have reflected Dumbledore's eye. Only when my uncle shouted "kid", did I get up and head for the living room.

"And it's been dragging on!" my uncle howled when he saw me entering the room.

I faced the Dursleys with my hands on the cupcake, and I realized that the three were wearing travel clothes.

"Right?" I said.

"Sit down!" ordered Uncle Valter. I looked at him with my eyebrows raised. "Please." added.

I sat down, already waiting for the same conversation as always.

"I changed my mind."

"What a surprise" I commented sighing.

We started another discussion. I'm tired of that same conversation. Uncle Valter has changed his mind every twenty-four hours for the past four weeks.

"These accidents are not accidents, collisions, explosions, derailments and whatever else has happened since the last time you saw the news." I said I lost patience again, trying to end the discussion. "People are disappearing and dying and it is he who is behind everything: Voldemort. I've told you that many times, he kills muggles for fun. Even fogs: they are caused by dementers, and if you don't remember who they are, ask your son!"

I realized that Duda was looking at me strangely again, but when he heard what I said he

"Do you have... more of those?" asked.

"More?" I couldn't help laughing. "Do you mean more than the two who attacked us that time? Of course there are, there are hundreds, maybe thousands at this point, since they feed on fear and despair..."

"Okay, okay" thundered Uncle Valter. "You convinced me..."

I explained to them that it was better this way, because it would be safer for them. There was a brief silence. Aunt Petunia stared at Uncle Valter, and Duda still looked at me strangely.

What's wrong with this guy?

"What about my job? What about Duda's school? I suppose these things don't matter to a bunch of vagabond wizards..."

"Do you not understand?" I shouted "They will torture and kill you as they did with my parents!"

"Father" said Duda still staring at me. "I go with these people from the Order."

I was relieved, because I knew the battle was won, if Duda agreed to go, the parents would accompany him, because separating from Duda was out of the question for them.

A few minutes later Hestia Jones and Daedalus Diggle arrived to take them. They went bluntly, except for Duda, who when he realized I wasn't going with them, made the biggest scandal and had to be dragged out of the house.

Soon the people who volunteered to help with my transfer arrived: Ron, Hermione, Fred and Jorge, mr. Weasley, Tonto-Eye, Tonks, Lupine, Fleur, Kingsley, Hagrid and Mundungo Fletcher. I greeted everyone, discovered some news, but what I really needed was to talk to Moody and tell him what I knew about the ambush. And it obviously couldn't be in front of everyone.

"Can I speak to you in private before you tell me the plan?" I asked him, interrupting him when he talks nonstop about the problems of my transfer because I am a minor.

"Yes, Potter, but be brief, we don't have much time."

We walked to another room before we started to say.

"There is an ambush waiting for us" I spoke bluntly. "You-Know Who found out about my transfer and..."

"How do you know that, Potter?" interrupted me.

I already expected this question, but I couldn't tell you the truth.

"I found out... A friend told me..."

"A Potter friend? As far as we know you haven't left this house in four weeks, and you haven't been talking to anyone in the owl mail because of the lack of security.

Okay, I hadn't thought of that. I couldn't help noticing that he looked at me in a suspicious way, as if he knew something.

"No matter what friend you are, what matters is that there is an ambush and we..."

"Doesn't it really matter which friend you are, Potter?" asked him. "Should you trust this friend?"

I was staring at him without knowing what to say. But is he right? Can I really trust Draco? After all, he remains a Death Counsel, even though he is suddenly interested in me.

"You know Potter, there is a more important issue that we have to deal with, I was going to tell you when we got to A Toca, but maybe it is better to tell you here".

"What..?"

"You know, I think the Order would like to know, that while you are risking your lives to protect it, you are willingly surrendering yourself to the arms of a Death Counsel!"

I felt myself freezing all over. He knows!

"How do you...?"

"Don't take me for a fool, Harry Potter!" he brandished. "Do you think we would leave your home unprotected, with no one to watch?"

I looked at him in shock, unable to answer. If he was watching the house it means he saw...everything?

"I know your precious this week's visitor" he said, seeming to read my thoughts. "I was on the lookout and saw everything, much more than you think. I have to admit that I am surprised, I would never have imagined that you would get involved with a Death Counsel."

"I... yeah... I..." stuttered without knowing what to say.

"Save your explanations to give to everyone when we get to A Tocal Now come on, we don't have much time."

He returned to the room. I stood there in shock for a few seconds, but soon forced myself to go after him.

Now is the end. The entire Order of the Phoenix will know about my involvement with Draco, and I don't even want to imagine what everyone's reaction will be, Just looking Moody in the eye, I already had a clear idea of the disappointment that will be behind the eyes of everyone who protected me in recent years, and that for me they are like my family.

I don't even want to think about what Ron will say, after all I was dating his sister until recently, not to mention that he hates Draco. I'm sure there is a great chance that I will lose my best friend simply because I kissed the blond. I know that Hermione may be more understanding, but that doesn't comfort me either.

And I also know that there is nothing I say now that will make Moody change his mind about telling everyone..

But why exactly am I so scared? It was just kisses, it's not like they're going to find out about what happened that day in the forest. There is no chance that Silly Eye will know this. When they find out about kisses I can make up some excuse. Draco wouldn't be upset about it, after all we are not boyfriends. Or are we?

I was taken out of my daydreams when someone pulled some strands out of my hair scaring me with the pain of the sudden act. As far as I could understand the plan, Fred, Jorge, Ron, Hermione, Fleur and Mundungo, would take the Polissuco potion to physically become me, and thus confuse the Commensals if there is an ambush. What I know there will be. It made me realize that even though I was angry at my betrayal, Olho-Tonto had heard Draco's alert. I obviously hated the plan, but I'm so concerned with revealing my secret that I didn't argue.

I knew that Ron and Hermione were staring at me, clearly noticing that something is wrong, but I didn't pay attention. I don't want to have to explain anything to them now. Soon all were perfect replicas of " Harry Potter".

When all the Harrys, including me, were already dressed in the same clothes, we went out into the back garden. Of course, not before Hermione commented aloud about the recent allergy" marks that I had on my neck, and that, to make my situation worse, had appeared in all the Harrys. I'm sure I'm still blushing, even here in the dark garden. Luckily no one but the girl commented on the fact, I just felt the Dizzy-Eye eye on me for a few seconds.

Feeling a little humillated for having to go to the sidecar of the bike that Hagrid would ride, but I went up without complaining, after all the Commensals would certainly expect to find me on a broom.

"Good luck to everyone!" shouted Moody, "I'll see you in half an hour at A Toca. When I count three. One... two... THREE."

We took flight. Higher and higher. It was all so fast, and then, suddenly, we were surrounded. There were green flares everywhere.

Draco was right, there was even an ambush.

I screamed in pain when one of the green flashes hit Edwiges who peered and fell to the floor of the cage. But it was too late to help the owl.

I asked Hagrid to come back and help the others, but he didn't listen to me. And everything became the biggest mess. O sidecar shook, while I ragged several diners who were chasing us. Hagrid pressed a button on the bike that released a deadly trail of flames over the Commensals, and that made the sidecar start to crack.

Desperate, I used the spell Repair, which was a big mistake since there was a deafening print and the sidecar completely released the bike. Thinking fast, I stayed in the air using a levitation spell until Hagrid reached me and pulled me to the back of the bike.

The battle continued, until I saw him. Voldemort was flying like black smoke towards us. Hagrid howled, while I was stunned who could get it right.

My scar was burning like fire. Several jets of green light passed by our heads. I felt like I could die any minute

A diner mounted on a broom pointed the wand at me. There was no escape...

"AT THE!"

Screaming furiously, Hagrid threw himself on top of the Comensal and because of the excessive weight for the broom, the two will fall and disappear into the darkness.

The bike started to fall. I saw Voldemort flying beside me and pointing the wand at me.

"Avada Ke... Not!" he shouted.

I could hear him asking for another Comensal's wand while my body was slipping down the side of the bike.

I was falling. So that was the end? I'm not afraid, I just feel like a failure to die so ridiculously, when I should be in a war. It all happened in a fraction of seconds. I closed my eyes feeling the cold wind burn my skin as I fell at high speed. My mind reminded me of the gray blue eyes of a certain watery blond that I shouldn't like... Strong arms grabbed me firmly. I opened my eyes and saw that I would not fall anymore. I realized that I was on a broom and that someone hugged me tightly while flying at high speed. I looked up wanting to see who had saved me, and almost fell off the broom with fright, when I noticed the hooded figure.

A Death Counselor! Shit, he'll want to hand me over to Voldemort!

Desperate, I tried to raise my arm to cast a spell, but the Comensal's arms held me. So I did the only thing that came to mind; I struggled and tried to punch.

"Let me go, damn you...! Your ..." I screamed and struggled more.

"Can you stop, Potter ?!" spoke the hooded figure, with a voice that I would recognize anywhere. I immediately immobilized myself when I realized who the Commensal was. "What a shit! I warned you about the ambush! If I didn't arrive on time you would have.."

"Olho-Tonto knows about your visit! He was watching the house that day and heard you tell about the ambush!" I said snuggling in your chest, no matter where we were going.

"I knew someone was watching me! Damn, this is a problem!"

"Draco, Voldemort was following me!' I exclaimed. "What if he saw you saving me?"

How stupid I am to be happy to see you! Draco could end up dead because of me!

"He may have even seen it, but he couldn't say precisely who I am. After all, we are all masked."

Suddenly he stopped floating in a dark place.

"Here is a protection that I cannot penetrate. This must be the protected place they would bring you. You better jump."

I looked at him. I can clearly see your bright eyes through the mask.

"How did you know which Harry was right?" I asked.

"Simple, you were the only Harry who has a charming glow around you. It's a little weak, and it seems, only I could see it" he said. "Jump soon, Harry, we don't have much time.?"

Is he crazy? I'm sure there is no shine around me. And if there is, why could only he see it I was going to comment on that, but I remembered another question that I needed to ask.

"What are we now, Daco? We could say that we are friends, but friends don't kiss, so..."

"By the beard of Merlin, you really want to die and you will end up taking me with you" exclaimed. *I don't know, Potter. Due to our situation, I don't think it makes much difference! didn't think of a term to describe what we are now: Colorful friends? Lovers? Boyfriends...? I do not know! Now, for Merlin, can you jump?"

I smiled for the last term. Thinking about being his boyfriend makes me want to kiss him here. Damn it! I must have gone crazy for wanting to kiss you in that situation.

"I prefer the last term!" I spoke smiling. I'm sure he rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'll jump! And thanks for risking your life to save me."

"As if it were the first time" snorted. "Now jump!" I took my hand with the mask he wore and raised it so that only his pink mouth was exposed. I took my lips to his. It was a quick kiss, but I could have sworn he was panting when I jumped

When I woke up I met Hagrid, who luckily was alive. I saw that I was at Tonks' parents' house. Soon we used the Portal Key for A Toca, where we were received by Mrs. Weasley and Gina.

Gradually the others arrived. Lupine was carrying Jorge injured, as he had lost his ear, which only made me feel more guilty. Soon they were all there.

It was a shock to everyone when Gui said that Silent Eye was dead. I felt terrible and guilty. I wouldn't mind if he revealed my secret, as long as he was alive.

After a few minutes, everyone had already clarified what had happened during my transfer.

I told everything that had happened, but I hid the part where Draco saved me.

My scar started to hurt and bother me. He went out saying he was going to get some fresh air.

When the pain peaked, I squeezed the scar and closed my eyes.

I was Voltemort.

I was torturing Olivaras.

- You lied to Lord Voldemort, Olivaras! Lucius' wand was destroyed!

- I swear I didn't... I believed that a different wand would work...

- Lies... said the Lord torturing the old man a little more. - I'll be back to finish this conversation later. I have someone else who needs a punishment.

That said, he turned and left. He walked down a corridor. I wanted to get my hands on the damn traitor! I had to find out who it was. He entered the living room, where all the surviving diners waited. They still wore their black robes, but no longer wore masks.

As soon as they saw the Lord, everyone was silent.

- Say, who did it? - he said furiously. - Crucio!

Dolohov fell writhing in pain. The others watched in silence.

- W-we don't know... My lord... - stuttered Dolohov when the torture stopped.

- One of you helped Potter escape. - spoke the Lord walking from side to side and looking at each face present. - I WANT TO KNOW WHO WAS, IF NOT ALL YOU WILL PAY! Crucio!

Another Commensal fell in contort. Then another, and another. Everyone swearing not to know who had betrayed him.

Suddenly his gaze was fixed on Draco, as he was one of the few in the room, whose mind remained impenetrable.

- Were you Draco? - asked. His fury growing due to the boy's frightened face.

- N-no M-My lord... I never...

- Crucio! - shouted Voldemort.

Draco fell in contort, but his mind remained closed, which only irritated the Lord more. He knew it couldn't have been the boy, as he was always Potter's enemy and a complete coward, but his anger was so great that he didn't care. He would find out which of his diners had betrayed him ...He pointed his wand again at Dolohov, who fell again screaming... And when he found out who the damn traitor was, he would kill him slowly. He pointed the wand at another Commensal who also fell screaming... But in the meantime, everyone will pay for it..

- Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! - Draco screamed again.

"Harry?!" shouted Hermione beside me, along with Ron.

I leaned against the gate. I was sure I had screamed, because the two were terrified of me.

"Is You-know-Who?" asked Ron. I felt a very strong nausea. "Did you see him killing someone?"

"No! He won't... kill you!" I shouted.

Aginia invaded me and I fell to my knees. My scar burned and I knew he was torturing Draco. I felt such anguish that I could hardly breathe. I put my hands at the sides of my head in a desperate act. I felt tears streaming down my face.

It's all my fault! Tonto-Eye died, Jorge lost his ear and Draco had to save me again, and now he's being tortured!

I started to feel dizzy...

"Harry? What happened?" Mione asked, bending down beside me.

"He's... torturing... him! It's all ... my fault!"

I felt that something was out of control inside me. I couldn't speak anymore. My vision was darkened and I lost consciousness.