Title: Truth behind the name and the lies pt.4
Pairings: DracoxHarry, twincest, OliverxPercy, RemusxSeverus, CharliexBlaise,ViktorxHermione, future BillxFleur. Stalker Ginny! SeamusxColin, AdrianxNeville*hides*
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.
Chapter 46- Final O.W.L.s exams
Despite the event that occurred mere hours before that left them all staggering to catch their collective breath neither Harry, Draco, Blaise nor Hermione were going to skip their Astronomy O.W.L. exam.
When they reached the top of the Astronomy Tower at eleven o'clock, they found a perfect night for stargazing, cloudless and still. The grounds were bathed in silvery moonlight and there was a slight chill in the air. Each of them set up his or her telescope and, when Professor Marchbanks gave the word, proceeded to fill in the blank star-chart they had been given.
Professors Marchbanks and Tofty strolled among them, watching as they entered the precise positions of the stars and planets they were observing. All was quiet except for the rustle of parchment, the occasional creak of a telescope as it was adjusted on its stand, and the scribbling of many quills. Half an hour passed, then an hour; the little squares of reflected gold light flickering on the ground below started to vanish as lights in the castle windows were extinguished.
Harry completed the constellation Orion on his chart, before he put his eye back to his telescope and refocused it, now examining Venus. He looked down at his chart to enter the planet there and then completed it. He was tired because of his duel with Crouch Jr. disguised at Moody; he didn't want to interrupt but decided he didn't care. He went and handed it in early.
"Are you sure Mr. Potter? You have twenty minutes." Professor Tofty asked.
Harry heard footsteps behind him; he looked over his shoulder to see Draco, Hermione and Blaise.
"We're done. Nineteen minutes wouldn't make a difference." Draco said coolly.
Professor Marchbanks nodded and Tofty took their exams.
The four fourth years exited the tower yawning…
Blaise wanted nothing more then to check on his babies before crawling into bed with his mate.
Hermione wouldn't say anything but she was a little jealous that the boys got to go home to their lovers. Except for meal times and when Draco ordered her to meet Viktor she hadn't been able to spend much time with him.
Harry ended up being carried to their room after the second time Harry nearly stumbled down the stairs.
Draco chuckled his lover was so cute…
XoooooX
Their final exam, History of Magic, was not to take place until that afternoon. Harry would very much have liked to go back to bed after breakfast, but he wanted to score all Os and he wasn't missing his exam for anything. He would sleep later, he was soon instead lying with his head in Draco's lap as he read through some of the study guides and practice exams they'd been using.
Draco was reading the same ones while playing with Harry's soft black hair it relaxed him.
Hermione was sitting at the table with her books and notes spread out in a ordered chaos only she understood.
Charlie was probably quizzing Blaise as they played with them children…
XoooooX
They entered the Great Hall with the fifth-years at two o'clock and took their places in front of their facedown examination papers.
Harry felt elated he wanted this over, so that he could go and nap; then tomorrow, he had to resume spell and creature review for the Third Task.
"Turn over your papers," said Professor Marchbanks from the front of the Hall, flicking over the giant hour-glass. "You may begin."
Harry stared fixedly at the first question. It was several seconds before it occurred to him that he had not taken in a word of it; there was a wasp buzzing distractingly against one of the high windows. Slowly, tortuously, he at last began to write an answer.
He was not finding it very difficult to remember names and kept confusing dates. If he hadn't had papa and Dray to tutor him since first year he might but be unable to answer…
He chuckled silently at question four.
In your opinion, did wand legislation contribute to, or lead to better control of, goblin riots of the eighteenth century? thinking that he would go back to it if he had time at the end.
He had a stab at question five;
How was the Statute of Secrecy breached in 1749 and what measures were introduced to prevent a recurrence?
But he had a nagging suspicion that he had missed one or two important points; he had a feeling vampires had come into the story somewhere. Blaise and Draco would have known…
He looked ahead for a question he could definitely answer and his eyes alighted upon number ten:
Describe the circumstances that led to the formation of the International Confederation of Wizards and explain why the warlocks of Liechtenstein refused to join.
I know this, Harry thought, as he scribbled the right answer in the near perfect writing he'd learned from Draco….
He began to write, looking up now and again to check the large hourglass on the desk beside Professor Marchbanks. He was sitting right behind Hermione, whose hair fell below the back of her chair. Once or twice he found himself staring at the tiny golden lights that glistened in it when she moved her head slightly, and had to give his own head a little shake to clear it. he loved Draco but that hair was distracting with its shimmering.
… the first Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards was Pierre Bonaccord, but his appointment was contested by the Wizarding community of Liechtenstein, because -
All around Harry quills were scratching on parchment like scurrying, burrowing rats. The sun was very hot on the back of his head. What was it that Bonaccord had done to offend the wizards of Liechtenstein? Harry nodded to himself, that incident with trolls…
Bonaccord had wanted to stop troll hunting and give the trolls rights… but Liechtenstein was having problems with a tribe of particularly vicious mountain trolls… that was it.
He closed his eyes again, trying to see them, trying to remember… the Confederation had met for the first time in France, yes, he had written that already…
Goblins had tried to attend and been ousted… he had written that, too…
And nobody from Liechtenstein had wanted to come…
He opened his eyes; they stung and watered at the sight of the blazing white parchment. Slowly, he wrote about the trolls, when he was satisfied he'd explained he went on to the next question…
When they were told time was up Harry had been giggling in his head about their picnic…
QUESTION: Two boys for George or one of each? Highest vote wins!
b/g- 9
b/b- 2
Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Outstanding? Troll? What do you think?