Disclaimer: If I owned it Harry would be with Draco. I'm just borrowing and I promise to return in slightly used condition…

Well this chapter originally was supposed to be about Harry and Draco, but it sorta evolved past that. I will go in depth about it in the near future… (Hopefully)

Guide:

Parseltounge

Thoughts

Mind link (through tattoos)

Harry woke up at around 9:00 to the smell of breakfast and the sight of Draco making it. "I didn't know you could cook love." He said, wrapping his arms around Draco's waist and kissing the back of his neck.

"It's a secret passion of mine. I find it very similar to potions, and it's relaxing." Draco said quietly as he turned so he was facing Harry. Draco smiled at the slightly taller boy and kissed his nose. "How does it feel to be free?" he asked quietly.

"Free from what?" Harry asked in return. "Free from your relatives because there's no way any of us are letting you go back there."

Harry laughed and led Draco to the couch before sitting down and pulling Draco so his back was to Harry's chest. "It feels good. For the longest time I was starved, getting 2 meals a week, and beaten for no reason. Vernon once beat me for breathing wrong!"

Draco motioned for him to continue so he took a deep breath. "When I got to Hogwarts, I was so excited. Finally I'd be treated like I was normal, just Harry not 'freak' or 'boy' but that didn't happen. I was treated like God or the lowest scum on the earth." Harry ran a hand through his hair and noticed it was shaking slightly.

"I learned, courtesy of Hermione, that wandless magic wasn't tracked by the ministry in 2nd year and set to learning it so I could conjure food. That's why I'm not as short as I would have been had I been starved all the summers from 2nd year to now. It also helped me fight back against my uncle last year."

Harry buried his face in Draco's hair, taking comfort from the scent. "The summer between 5th and 6th year was the worst. Sirius was my only protection from them and when the Order told them he had died I knew I was doomed. I only got food once a week and I struggled to walk." Draco began to shake in anger and he turned to Harry, fury evident in his face.

"You won't ever go back there again, even if I have to kidnap you myself!" Draco stated with a vengeance he hadn't heard in years and it made Harry smile.

"Thank you love, although I doubt it will be needed." Harry whispered quietly. Draco snorted and made to get up, but was stopped by Harry.

"Harry, I need to go get breakfast before the food burns." Draco whined as Harry grumbled about losing his snuggle buddy.

They ate a delicious breakfast before sitting back down together. Harry had his arm around Draco's shoulders and Draco's head was resting on Harry's breastbone. "Dray, I know this may ruin the peaceful mood, but do you know how your father is going to react to this?" Harry asked motioning between himself and Draco.

"It doesn't kill the mood Harry." Draco began "In fact, I was expecting this question sooner or later." Harry nodded and kissed Draco's nose.

"Honestly, I think he won't be shocked. I've been a bit obsessed with you since I met you on the train in first year." Draco thought contemplatively.

"Your father is on the traditional side right? I mean I understand that because of the Soul Mates that many creatures have, the Wizarding World is more open to homosexuals and couples who have a large age difference, but will he want us to wait until marriage to have sex or that sort of thing?" Harry asked, genuinely curious.

Draco laughed "I doubt it. We are teenage boys after all." Harry joined in the laughter and they sat there giggling for a while.

Suddenly, Harry shot bolt upright as Ginny came through to him via the link.

Harry we've got a problem.

What kind of problem Ginny? Draco shot a worried glance at his boyfriend as he tensed even further.

Ron and some of his cronies are terrorizing the first years for being friends with the Slytherins. I think that the school has noticed you and Draco aren't fighting as much and they feel the school rivalry is over.

That is an interesting thought Ginny; however we need to figure out a way to keep Ron from terrifying the first years out of their friendships.

What if we held a meeting of some kind?

Ugh. Do I have too?

Yes Harry! Winning the support of the school would be crucial in dismantling Dumbledork's power over the Ministry.

Harry sent his acquiescence and summarized the conversation with Draco. "I'll talk to Severus to see if he can help me convince the Slytherins that uniting the school is in their best interests."

Harry kissed his boyfriends brow. "What we need is a way to publicly sully Dumbles' name without them being able to trace it to us."

"Of course we do. Leave it to the Slytherins, finding out things we aren't supposed to know has been a specialty of ours for a long time."

"Now that I believe." Harry smirked at Draco and snuggled up to him. They sat there talking until around 2:00 when the school was about ready to panic.

Potter you and Draco better show for dinner or they'll tear the school apart to look for you! I've already caught record amounts of Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws and Gryffindors taking bets on whether you're shagging or you've decided to murder each other! Hermione's disgruntled voice floated down the link to the both of them; they burst out laughing and couldn't stop for the longest while.

"You know she has a point." Draco whispered as he picked himself off the floor and readied himself for the day. "I know she does."

Harry dressed in black skinny jeans; a white button down shirt with the sleeves pushed up, black chucks and threw his cloak on over top of it. Draco helped him with his hair so that it had that just-been-shagged look before dressing himself in much the same way, minus the chucks mind you; they were way to muggle for him.

They silently made plans with the rest of the students in Vox Intus to come out to the school as a united front, while still letting Dumbledore think he was in charge.

I'm going to say something along the lines of: "We need to stand together if we ever hope of defeating the other side. The time for petty house rivalries are over. Draco and I have made peace, and if that could happen I'm pretty sure this school can be unstoppable. We just have to want to make that work."

That's fine Harry. Ginny said, slightly bored with all the subterfuge.

All the students that were members of Vox Intus gathered at the closed doors of the Great Hall about 15 minutes after lunch was due to start. They wore the robes specially designed for them, but kept the hoods down.

With a wave of Harry's hand the doors flew open with a bang. The students sitting in the Great Hall instantly fell silent. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing with that Slytherin Harry?" Ron shouted as he stood up, red in the face.

"I'm doing what I should've done ages ago, uniting the school. We need to stand together if we want to fight the opposition. Things are getting rough out there and the time for petty rivalries is over. Draco and I have made peace, and if that can happen who knows what this school can accomplish?" Harry shot coolly back.

"You all are uniting in the name of the Light?" Dumbledore asked, that infernal twinkle going full force at the group. A lot of the Neutral and Dark kids grumbled, but Harry didn't look fazed.

This was the critical point. This could make or break their initiative to unite the school.

"I'm not asking everybody to pick a side. For many, that would mean turning their backs on their family and I don't want to make them do that. We would be neutral until a unanimous and well informed decision could be made."

The twinkle slowly died in Dumbledore's eyes, when a 5th year Ravenclaw stood up to ask a question. "How would you make an informed decision, we live in a predominantly Light school. Will you be able to distinguish the bias from the Neutral writings even with the censorship in place?"

Hermione smiled and stepped forward. "This is one of the reasons why the whole school is welcome to join us for meetings. Many children come from either predominantly Light, predominantly Neutral or predominantly Dark families. By having this mix of ideas, we can create our own set of ideals and see which side matches those closest."

Many of the students looked impressed, even the Gryffindors, and everyone knew how Light they were. Dumbledore's twinkle was suspiciously absent and he was growing increasingly angry.

Damn that Potter brat! How could this have happened? I could've sworn after Black died he would come running to me like a lost puppy. But it seems I've pushed him too far and alienated him. I must fix this! But how…

His friends need to be eliminated first.

Unlucky for Dumbledore, he had gotten lazy in his old age and his walls weren't as strong as they used to be, and Severus heard every word. Plus, because Severus heard every word, every member of Vox Intus now knew what dear old Dumbles was planning.

It's amazing how stupid the old man can be sometimes. Lord Voldemort shot back in response.

The group then sat down at their respective tables and the noise level in the hall rose once again. Except this time the kids weren't talking about classes or their personal lives, they were talking about the war and what they wanted to see happen.

Harry smirked to himself. His mission for the day was accomplished. He was to open awareness to the other side and let people know there were other options out there. Plus, there was the added bonus of pissing Dumbledore off.

He mentally shot Dumbledore the finger and proceeded to finish his lunch before leaving to go get his Potions materials.

Meanwhile, one Lucius Malfoy had just discovered something devastating about Dumbledore's past. Something that no one, not even his most notorious enemies, would have ever expected.

Lucius Malfoy was annoyed; there was no other way to describe it. Fudge had been on his back all week, Umbridge was being a hag and the Dark Lord wanted him to sneak into the Ministry archives to look up dirt on Dumbledore!

Merlin and Morgana, this week has been the worst since the Dark Lord fell!

He was sitting in a hidden section of the archives and had pulled out the boxes (Yes, boxes) that had information on Dumbledore in it.

He skimmed through things that were common knowledge; where he lived, his early years, the death of his mother and sister, the plight with his father and so on.

Suddenly, a yellowed piece of paper caught his attention. It was a letter written from Gellert Grindelwald to Bathilda Bagshot.

Dearest Aunt Bathilda,

Albus and I are doing wonderfully! Bulgaria is perfect for starting our war for the Greater Good. I know you must think the domination of Muggles is awful, but you must understand that only by asserting control over them, will wizards be able to live in peace.

Albus has taken quite eagerly to my plans and is the most vocal about abusing the Muggles in our care. He quite enjoys the young boys. He says they must learn their place and this is all for the Greater Good. Hmmm, the Greater Good sounds like a catchy slogan does it not?

Unfortunately, he is desperate to go back and see his family again, so expect us to arrive in August.

With much love,

Gellert

Lucius hoped that letter implied what he thought it did, because it would be incredibly damning when revealed.

The blonde aristocrat copied every piece of paper in every box and shrunk it so it could be sent to his lord. He wondered how anyone could have missed this about Dumbledore.

But then again, the Ministry archives didn't even have a locked door to guard it as no one ever had the time to go through the files.

Harry grinned in triumph as he got the letter from Lucius, explaining that some good blackmail material had been found against Dumbledore.

"With Dumbdore discredited, do you think more people will turn to the Dark Side, or go neutral?" Charlie asked, at the bi-monthly meeting of Vox Intus.

"Honestly, I don't think much will change. The Order will probably renounce Dumbledore or risk being discredited themselves and losing support." Remus Lupin said.

"With any luck, Minerva or Alastor will be appointed leader and we will be able to destroy the opposition from within." Draco added his input.

"Why can't we do that now?" One of the twins asked.

"With Dumbledore at the head of the Order they will follow his every word. I swear they think the sun shine out of that man's every orifice." Severus sneered in reply. "So we must wait and see what happens."

"It is a good thing Lord Voldemort has several plans in case things don't turn out quite like we expected." Harry commented absently.

The rest of the meeting went on in much the same manner, ideas lazily being tossed around as many of the members discussed privately with smaller circles.

Harry and Draco were off in their own corner, content to just hold each other for a while.

"You know, since we've been planning to overthrow the British Ministry we haven't given much thought to how this may affect other countries." Draco said.

"I wouldn't worry. We have a lot on our plate right now; let's not add diplomacy to that list. I'm sure Lord Voldemort has your father and several other charismatic people working on it." Harry reassured as he planted a kiss on Draco's lips.

Soon the meeting wound to a close and the non-Hogwarts members left through a passage that led to the Hogs Head. Aberforth, glad that someone finally saw his brother for who he was, was happy to let Vox Intus use the passage to sneak around under Dumbledore's rather large nose.

The rest of the evening was spent in quiet conversation with Hermione and Ginny, before the couple retired to their respective rooms for the night. It wouldn't do to allow Dumbledore to become suspicious so they could only spend one or two nights a week out of the dorms.

"Goodnight Harry." Draco murmured before pulling Harry into a mind-blowing kiss.

"Goodnight love." Was Harry's reply before he stepped through the portrait of the Fat Lady and made his way to the dorms. Ginny and Hermione both got hugs and kisses on the cheek in goodnight.

As Harry lay in his bed, waiting for sleep; his mind began to wander over the events of the day.

All in all, today was a good day.

And with that happy though, Harry drifted off to sleep; eagerly awaiting dreams of his beloved.

A/N: Ok, I apologize for this being so late, but this stupid, pointless thing called life got in the way and I couldn't find time to work on it. I also apologize for the crap ending as my creative juices died at the end of my caffeine rush.

Alas, that is the struggle of the late-night author.

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