Title: Truth behind the name and the lies pt.5
Pairing: DracoxHarry, OliverxPercy, twincest?
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 11- Quidditch Tryouts and News
September 30, 1995
Draco was a bit nervous about holding Tryouts; Adrian hadn't really gotten a chance to be Quidditch Captain at all…
"Malfoy! You going to start this or what?" Warrington drawled.
Draco was torn from his revelry, "What? Yes, of course. Harry is our primary Seeker while I'm reserve." Uncle Sev said it was still okay for Harry to fly for now, after three months it was too dangerous. In bad weather he would ground Harry, he wasn't going chance Harry falling off his broom while pregnant.
Adrian prodded him gently, "So what position first?"
"Oh Chasers, I'll be flying as Chaser mostly but like I said I'm reserve Seeker and no I'm not holding tryouts for it. If you're here for Seeker you can just leave." Draco sneered, still a Slytherin to the core.
Two or three people left grumbling…
"Now if Bletchley will do us the service and go guard a set of hoops we can see if any of you Chaser hopefuls are worth my times. Just because you were on the team under Flint doesn't mean I'll let you fly for me." Draco said imperiously, "Who are my Chasers?"
"Adrian Pucey, Seventh Year."
"Blaise Prewett-Zabini, Fourth Year."
"Graham Montague, Second Year"
"Caden Warrington, Seventh Year."
"Caradoc Urquhart, Sixth Year."
Seriously? Draco thought three positions and five candidates? "I'll be taking two primary Chasers and one reserve if I have to fly as Seeker. Yes if I make you reserve Chaser you will have the chance to fly at least one game." Draco smirked, "Get your arses in the air." He let the Quaffle loose, "and show me what you've got." He knew Blaise and Adrian were good, unless someone surprised him they were guaranteed a spot as an active member of the team. Warrington had a bad habit of playing dirty, he'd grabbed a Gryffindor chaser's head back during his second year on the team giving Gryffindor a penalty.
Blaise and Adrian were the first in the air, you could tell that Blaise was born to fly and that he was at home in the sky. He would make an excellent Seeker if he wanted but Blaise had always preferred to play as Chaser. He released the Snitch, "Blaise! I accidentally released the snitch. Get it for me." Maybe he should let Blaise tryout for Seeker…
Blaise glared at him, "Yeah right. You just want to test how good I am." He searched the pitch with his better then average vision, he always wondered how a mostly blind Harry could see a snitch anyway. Must be instinct…he spotted the snitch behind Bletchley's head and went into a steep dive at an angle he was sure was it's blindside. It took all of 30 seconds from the start of the dive to when his hand closed over the gold-feathered ball.
There was a loud whoop from the ground, "Iubita mea. That was an excellent catch. Perhaps you can teach me a thing or two."
Blaise felt his whole body warm, Charlie…his face turning red as he felt his body calling for his mate. He squashed that, he had to focus…
"Adder, you think he's better then me?" Draco asked.
"That was really cool. I almost want to challenge him…" Harry teased, "I don't know which of you is best. We'd need an unbiased opinion, I'd choose you and Charlie'd picked Blaise."
"I don't want to be a Seeker, I'll leave the dangerous stunts to you, Draco and Amante." Blaise glared playfully, not even registering the endearment.
"Best Chasers Charlie?" Draco asked teasingly.
"Iubita mea of course, Adrian and I'm sure you've chosen to stay on as Chaser yourself."
"Adrian, which of the other's could you and Blaise fly with if I was Seeker?" Draco yelled from the ground.
"Can't make a choice for yourself Malfoy?" Warrington sneered.
"I can. I just take my players opinions into consideration." Draco glared, Warrington was so off the team with that attitude. He was playing a clean season, cheating was okay when it works to your advantage and you don't get penalized for it but it wasn't everything.
Warrington grumbled.
Adrian was surprised that Draco was asking publicly, they had worked quite well together last year and he was looking forward to flying as much as he could as Head Boy duties would allow him. "Montague. He's not bad. Easy to match pace with and he works well with others."
Draco nodded, "that's what I was thinking. Blaise, Montague work well with you?"
"Yeah, just don't make me Seeker. I don't want it." Blaise was Chaser on the Pitch and Keeper in the bedroom, that's just how he liked it…
"This is a joke." Warrington scowled, "Zabini gets on the team because he's family and Pucey is on it because he's Head Boy. He won't even be able to be a truly commited member."
"I have every intention of arranging practice around Harry's prefect duties and Adrian's responsibility as Head Boy." Draco said firmly, if you can't respect my decisions you have no place on my team. So get off my pitch. Now I want the Chasers on the ground and the Beaters in the air."
Not surprisingly Crabbe and Goyle who were in the background went up on their brooms, which weren't Nimbus 2001s. The shocker was that Millicent Bulstrode and Mafalda Prewett. How Mafalda ended up in Slytherin he'd never know, she had a Squib father and a Muggle mother. How did she end up a witch anyway? The younger girls feared her, so Draco wondered if she was one of Luna's tormentors.
They went up with bats and he released the Bludgers.
"Try not to actually kill eat other." Draco said wrapping a lazy arm around Harry's waist and rubbed circles on his stomach.
Harry tried to slap his hand away, they'd agreed to keep it a secret as long as they could. With Dumbledore and the Dark Lord out there both with designs on making his life a living hell Harry wanted to keep his babies out of danger.
Draco was a bit annoyed that Crabbe and Goyle bothered to try out, they were awful. Even without Fred and George they would get slaughtered. He yelled, "That's enough, "Bulstrode, Prewett, I expect you at practice."
Crabbe looked furious and Goyle was dumbfounded.
"You're only deciding that 'cause Theo made us attack Blaise." Crabbe stammered.
"No, I just want someone who can think with their heads rather then their muscles. I want to win the cup not get booed off the pitch because you're as thick as Derrick and Bole." Draco glared, "Get off my pitch. Keepers! Who wants a shot?"
"Miles Bletchley, Seventh Year."
"Kevyn Bletchley, Sixth Year."
"Kevyn? What are you doing here? Mother will have your hide if you try out. Keeper's my position."
"Whoever is the best should have it. May the best Keeper win, brother dearest." The girl sneered.
Draco rolled his eyes, "Next?"
"Amy Puglia, Fifth Year."
"Bletchleys take your positions. Adrian and Blaise, why don't you test them out. See if either of them are as good as Wood or Longbottom." Draco said sipping lemonade that Dobby appeared with.
They watched for a bit, Miles was not as good as his sister. Kevyn was loads better, blocking and catching most of Adrian's shots.
"Bletchleys give Puglia a turn."
Unless Puglia was shockingly good, Kevyn was Draco's choice. Kevyn was good but Neville was better…
Puglia turned out to be better then Miles but not as good as Kevyn.
"Active Keeper Kevyn Bletchley and Reserve Keeper Puglia." Draco said with a smirk as he saw Alicia advancing to the pitch.
"Professor Lupin-Prince says the pitch is ours Malfoy." Alicia said quickly.
"No problem Spinnett. We're just finishing. Adrian give the lady the Quaffle." Draco said pleasantly.
Adrian landed near her and tossed her the Quaffle.
Alicia caught it, "thanks."
Adrian slipped his arms around Neville, "I'm so proud you're trying out. Your gran will be so proud." So would Nev's dad…
Neville blushed.
"Hey! Not psyching out the competition Pucey." Alicia said through pursed lips.
"Psyche Nev out? Just offering him positive reinforcement. He does well and I'll make it worth his while besides, it was my idea for Oliver to turn him into a Keeper. Besides, you need a good keeper." Adrian said nuzzling Neville's neck.
"We have tryouts."
"I'm here to support my boyfriend nothing more. Besides, I know how good he is. I helped train him."
Angelina Johnson, Chaser. Seventh Year.
"Geoffrey Hooper, Keeper. Fourth Year."
Neville Longbottom, Keeper. Fifth Year."
"Alexis Marie, Chaser. Third Year."
"Abigail Nicola, Chaser. Second Year."
Katie Bell, Chaser. Fourth Year."
Cormac McLaggen, Keeper. Sixth Year."
Alexander William, Chaser. Third Year."
Brandon Angel, Keeper. Fourth Year."
Dean Thomas, Chaser. Fifth Year."
Demelza Robins, Chaser. Fourth Year."
Dennis Creevey, Seeker. Second Year."
"Seamus Finnigan, Chaser. Fifth Year."
"Ginny Weasley, Chaser. Third Year."
Jack Sloper, Beater. Fourth Year."
Jimmy Peakes, Beater. Third Year."
Andrew Kirke, Beater. Fourth Year."
Ritchie Coote. Beater. Third Year."
Fay Dunbar. Beater. Fifth Year."
And a host of other students but only one seeker, with the loses of Harry, Oliver and the Weasley twins Alicia had to choose well if Gryffindor had a chance of winning the cup again. Unlike Adrian, Angelina wasn't so sure she could fly this year but had attended tryouts just in case.
"I can't tell you not to watch our tryouts but try not to use them to judge our team." Alicia sighed.
Though Colin wasn't trying out he was in the stands probably as moral support Harry thought, his Quidditch obsessed boyfriend Seamus probably rubbed off on Dennis who was apparently going for Seeker.
While in Slytherin Harry had grown apart from his old dormmates not that they'd been close, if Ron hadn't made their lives miserable then they might have been friends. Ron had bullied Neville and himself, later he had bullied Colin as well. Dean and Seamus hadn't really stood up to him, merely watching as he terrorized the other students.
Alicia looked at them all, spotting the troublesome carrot top who was unfortunately George's sister. She was still upset that George had ended up pregnant by some boy he couldn't remember from the Yule Ball. She'd had feelings for Gryffindor's last great Beater only he wouldn't return them, he'd never led her on but she had little love for the girl who upset George. "Weasley, get off the pitch. Our team has no room for the likes of you."
"But I can fly! I'm a decent Chaser and an okay Seeker. I'm a top-notch flyer just let me show you." Ginny protested.
"You flunked a whole year because you tried to use illegal potions on our last Seeker. I won't have you getting us in trouble with distasteful antics." Alicia sighed, "I see most of you are here to try out for Chaser, just know I'm only taking two alternates. One in case Angelina can't play because of Head Girl duties and another in case Katie or I can't play."
There was a chorus of groans and most of the Chaser hopefuls left the field in annoyance.
"Let's start with Keepers, McLaggen why don't you got take a shot? Angelina and Katie can try to score off you." Alicia continued
The tall rugged Seventh Year who had a reputation for an ego leapt on his broom and soared towards one set of hoops.
Adrian couldn't stand him; McLaggen was an arrogant toerag who was always trying to 'give advice'. The only person McLaggen didn't try to give advice to were the Weasley twins and Marcus Flint, he'd tried them once only to be pranked something awful by Prefect Fred and Marcus punched McLaggen so hard he'd shattered his nose so that it healed poorly but the girls called it a rakish nose now. Adrian looked both ways, pulling his wand a bit out of his case and aiming it through his robes at the Seventh Year Keeper hopeful. That menace wasn't taking the position of Keeper from his Neville…
Angelina and Katie started their run.
Adrian let McLaggen successfully defend the hoops from the first attempt to score before casting a non-verbal Confundus hex on him as well as Jelly hands. Take that McLaggen, blissfully ignoring that he'd cheated for the first time in his life. If McLaggen did well it might adversely affect the small amount of confidence that he'd worked so hard to instill in his boyfriend.
Benia chuckled to herself when she observed what Adrian did…
Alicia rolled her eyes glad that McLaggen did dreadfully after that first decent save. "McLaggen stop wasting my time and get off the pitch. Hooper, do us a favor if you aren't at least as good as Bletchley don't both going up there."
Hooper leapt on his broom, eager to please as he went to replace McLaggen.
Hooper did well enough that he would make Reserve Keeper…
Adrian hugged Neville, "Go up there and show them how good you are. I want to see you guarding the goal posts at our first match of the year."
Neville blushed shyly; climbing on the Firebolt Adrian gave him for his fifteenth birthday. "I'll do my best."
Adrian knew that most days Angelina was better then him but sometimes they were neck and neck. If Neville could practice defending a goal from himself, Draco and Angelina as well as make it impossible for Hufflepuff to score at the last game Draco set up he should do well plus they'd practiced over summer. Draco had arranged a game to get the edge off after the tournament…
Neville could read a feint, Adrian loved to feint but he had tells just like Angelina. He saw her feint at the right goal post but then moved to protect the center one. Swiftly catching the Quaffle with both hands.
Angelina's jaw dropped.
Neville chuckled, Adrian had tried that play at least four times during his training and he recognized it.
Alicia was impressed, apparently Longbottom got better over the summer. Not Oliver standard but he was good, enough to give Page competition. "Longbottom you're playing against Slytherin. Hooper, you're alternate. I still expect you at practice. Now I only have one Seeker. Creevey you said? Which one?"
"Dennis miss. Colin is the photographer for Hogwarts Weekly."
"Good for him then. Now I'm going to let the snitch out. We'll see how long it takes you to catch it." Alicia needed a good seeker, losing Harry to Slytherin was a problem unless he didn't play or was injured during a game they hadn't a hope. He'd only lost one game out of the dozen he'd played because of the weather.
Dennis grinned, "Sure, watch me Colin!"
Dennis did some interesting aerial acrobats, as he seemed to search for the snitch.
Draco, Blaise and Harry had to admit the boy wasn't bad…
Harry tugged on Draco's sleeve, "I found it," how long would it take Dennis?
It didn't take long about two minutes after Harry found it for the tiny Gryffindor to find it. He flew after it, snatching it up and waving it, "Look! I caught it! Colin! Harry! Seamus! Did you see?"
It was hard to not be caught up in the boy's enthusiasm…
"I think we've got our Seeker and Keeper, since we only have one Seeker Dennis try not to get hurt."
Dennis grinned and nodded, "Promise."
"Longbottom's Keeper, Creevey is Chaser. Let's have Beater and Chaser next. I want to Finnigan, Thomas and um…Dunbar on one team with Longbottom. William, Marie, Coote and Hooper on the other team."
They went into a tense bit of practice play…
After ten minutes Alicia called halt and switched the beaters.
Adrian, Blaise and Draco quietly conversed.
"If she's smart she'll take Finnigan and Thomas." Adrian said.
"The others are too green." Blaise muttered as he sat in Charlie's lap.
"Between Finnigan, Thomas and Bell they'll have a decent team for next year." Draco did want decent competition; Gryffindor was a good rival for the last few years. Trouncing them would be less enjoyable if they had a less then decent team…
Alicia was smart enough to have made the same choice, "Thomas, Finnigan, Robbins you're alternates- unless all our Chasers are down Robbins probably won't see pitch time in match. Dunbar and Coote you're playing against Slytherin. Don't let me down. I wonder if Malfoy is going for brawn rather then brains, as is a Slytherin tradition. Kirke, Peakes you're alternates. That's it people. I expect you for Practice on Monday at 5."
Draco was surprised; Robbins was good a bit green but showed promise.
Adrian nodded his head; Alicia would make a decent Captain.
Neville landed, throwing his arms around Adrian. His eyes shinning, "I made the team~!"
Adrian laughed kissing him, "I know. I'm proud of you."
Ginny started mumbling from her corner of the seats.
"You better keep you mind on the game Longbottom. I'll be disappointed if you let Pucey win." Alicia called out.
"I'll be good." Neville promised.
Adrian squeezed his ass, "Still my Keeper." Then blushed, he hoped Neville didn't quite understand that yet.
Draco and Blaise snorted.
"Of course I am. You taught me well." Neville said proudly.
That did it…
Harry, Draco, Charlie, Blaise, Adrian, Seamus and Colin were soon chortling.
Neville looked quite innocent, "What? Did I say something funny?"
Adrian hugged him, still laughing, "It's nothing. I'll explain later."
XoooooX
October 8th
Blaise hadn't been feeling well and so hadn't made it to Charlie's first match of the season but his mate had come home in a surprisingly good mood. After tending to the babies Charlie had taken him to bed and proceeded to make love to him. Charlie had been all over him, he blushed remember how gentle Charlie had been when he'd entered his arse for the first time. He felt his cock wanting to grow and he cast a cold-water charm on himself.
His musing was interrupted by cries of shock.
"Bloody Hell!"
"That's impossible."
"Yer kidding me."
"The Cannons can't win!"
"The World is coming to an end! My Tornadoes lost to the CANNONS." Cho Chang moaned from the Ravenclaw table.
Blaise nearly fell off the bench at the Slytherin table in shock, his eyes widened, "You didn't! Why didn't you tell me?" Blaise demanded.
Charlie grinned at him sheepishly, "Didn't think you'd believe me."
Blaise kissed him in front of the entire Great Hall, "First victory in how long?"
"At least a hundred years. I caught the snitch but Fred's bat kept knocking the Quaffle out of the Tornado Chasers' hands." Charlie smirked.
"Down boy." Draco teased.
"Shut up! My Charlie's a hero." Blaise crooned.
Ginny glared at them from across the room, seeing that nasty bird boy kissing her big brother made her ill. She wanted to be happy the Cannons won but eww guys kissing in the Great Hall was disgusting. Why was it allowed? She was lonely, none of her housemates wanted anything to do with her and since Professor Black got that letter he'd been avoiding her.
Adrian clapped Charlie on the back; "We'll see how you do against the Arrows after I get signed."
"You'll have a problem if George joins Fred in the air mate. The Cannons are going all the way baby." Charlie snickered. "So Dragă, you considering flying with the Cannons or are you, Adrian and Draco going to be Arrows?"
Blaise blushed, mumbling in Italian before replying, "You're making the Cannons win so I'll fly for THEM?"
Charlie chuckled, "Whatever works."
"You're awful." Blaise grumbled.
"Hey can't blame a guy for trying." Charlie kissed his nose and fondled his arse, which had been as enjoyable as he'd imagined.
"Whoever decided Weasleys belonged in Gryffindor was sorely mistaken." Draco snickered. "Bill and Percy belong in Ravenclaw, Fred, George and Charlie belong in Slytherin."
"Darn right I belong in Slytherin." Charlie teased before whispering Blaise's ear, "Or perhaps, in a Slytherin." groping his arse again.
Blaise yelped, totally unSlytherin of him.
Remus walked by, "So loud, I can hear you at the Head Table."
Blaise blushed.
"Bonded or not, there is some decorum expected in the Great Hall. Do keep such displays more limited to your private rooms."
Harry snickered; he knew that his papa and his dad didn't restrict their shows of affection only to their rooms. He'd walked in on them in their offices…
"Behave or I'll have you in detention for the first match." Remus playfully threatened.
Harry looked wounded, "I know your new seeker is decent but you're not that desperate to win are you? Papa would be disappointed…"
"Oh please, I'll be happy as long as Slytherin or Gryffindor win." Remus smirked.
"You're awful." Draco teased, but he was pleased that Slytherin was named first…
[Adrian and Neville lemon on lj.]
I totally rewrote the Gryffindor Team...so sue me. WIthout Harry and the ginny-bitch they needed a new seeker. Seamus is totally Quidditch obsessed so I figured that he'd rub off on Dennis and Dean a bit. Colin isn't that much of a Quidditch fan...
Yes, I had Honorable Adrian pull a Cannon Hermione and Confound McLaggen. Of course he wouldn't like him...who does? See he does have a Sneaky Slytherin side...
Yay the Cannons won. Seems like Charlie got lucky that weekend huh? Ginny seemed so pissed she didn't get a chance to try out. I wonder what she'll do for revenge..
Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Troll?
Hope you like.