Draco waited for the hall to empty of most of its occupants before helping (and at the same time trying to look like he wasn't) an invisible Harrie out from under the table and apart from an odd look sent his way by Professor Flitwick who heard Harries uncomfortably loud snort when Draco had walked into her invisible back, made it down to his dormitory without problems.

As soon as the bedroom door had shut, Harrie had her cloak off and threw herself onto his bed, making sure to ruffle and mess up as much of it as possible. Because seriously no one's bed should look that perfect if it isn't in a lifestyle magazine. Draco stalked towards Harries prone figure and crawled up the bed to her saying in a honeyed tone that had her toes curling "You Miss Potter are a naughty girl. Who I should punish for that stunt you just pulled" He hovered over her, his blonde hair falling forward and framing his face in such a way that made Harrie want to sigh at how handsome he was, and judging by the smirk curving his mouth the smug bastard knew just what she was thinking.

"How are you going to be spending Christmas? At the Manor?" Harrie asked, sitting up against the head board when Draco sat back onto his haunches at her question. Harrie took a deep breath to try get her mind out of the gutter, it was really hard to do though!

"Not quite. My parents are in France for the year while the Manor is renovated. We are at one of our other properties" He answered, pulling his wand out of his pocket and making a bowl of fruit appear. He grabbed an orange rolling it between his hands, drinking in the sight of her among his pillows that always thrilled him.

"You could come to my place. . . if you want" She said in a would-be causal way that was fooling no one, reaching into the bowl for some grapes.

"I thought you spend holidays with the Weasleys?" He asked though his heart was beating loudly at the idea of being with her away from the castle. How many times did he wish to be invited to spend time away from school with Harrie Potter? Countless times he'd wager. His eleven-year-old self would be dying with jealously right now. He would even put up with the Weasley brood if it meant more time with this girl.

"I will for Christmas dinner, but the rest of the time I will be at my place, in London town" She said with a smile

"You have your own house?" He was genuinely surprised, he always assumed she still lived with her muggle relatives or with the Weasleys.

She popped another grape into her mouth, nodding thoughtfully "More than one actually"

He started peeling his orange watching her expressive face change with whatever dark thoughts crossed her mind, she seemed to give a mental shake and forced herself to smile

"Heir of two old wizarding families" She shrugged and stole one of his orange segments, "My house elves are expecting too, I don't want to miss that"

He choked on his own segment and coughed violently "House elves? You have house elves?"

"Only two or nearly three now I suppose" She said with a flippant wave of her hand

"Potter elves tend to have a litter, not just one" He could not understand how this girl could be so amazing at some things and yet so unknowledgeable in others. One elf kit indeed.

Her eyebrows rose "Oh, I did not know that." She sucked the orange juice from her fingers and locked eyes with stormy grey ones staring fixedly at her mouth.

He cleared his throat and looked down, colour spreading across his high cheek bones

"I can come any time after the twenty sixth, if you would like me to" He said quietly, trying not to sound too eager.

"I would very much like that" She said with a smile, once again sucking her fingers, this time much slower and with deliberate tongue twirls

He rose onto his knees, his hands on his belt "You Harrie Potter are insatiable" Harrie licked her lips in anticipation.

As their lips joined in heated kisses and hands caressed skin, clothes were cast aside, breaths were exchanged with heated words and pleasure filled gasps. Draco lay down on the bed pulling Harrie's lithe naked form with him till she was above him, looking down at him in all her peachy skinned, wantonness that he found impossible to resist.

"Ride me" He said, his voice heavy with lust as he took in the sight of her, her fingers wrapped around the heavy throbbing length of him and he groaned as her hand moved up and down teasing a pearly drop of pre cum from the tip, her thumb moved up spreading the fluid and Draco felt his balls tighten with desire at the way her green eyes watched her hands movements avidly.

Unable to stop her baser urges she lapped at the head of his cock, delighting in the way Draco hissed her name and his body bowed beneath her.

Harrie rose up onto her knees straddling him and grasping his length guided it to her slick heat. They both gave moans of pleasure as he slid home.

"You are so fucking hot" Draco groaned as his eyes locked onto her bouncing breasts. Seeing where he was looking, she took them in hand, sitting up straight and squeezing them together, watching the silver heat of his gaze flaring at her blatant show.

"You like my tits Draco?" She asked, biting her lip and rolling her hips

"Yes" He all but growled, lifting his hips up faster loving the slick skin against skin slap that marked each of his thrusts.

"You like fucking me?" She asked breathlessly as she rocked her hips in abandon

"I adore fucking you. Driving my cock into your wet pussy…Or your sexy mouth or that tight little arse of yours" He rumbled, sliding his hands lower to grab handfuls of her lush backside and pulling her roughly down onto his shaft, again and again.

"God your cock…it feels so fucking good" Harrie all but whimpered, her hands dropping to his chest, her nails curling into his skin. With a growl at the slight pain, he pulled her down to him and rolled till he was hovering above her, he grabbed hold of her thighs, spreading her wider for him, even as she clenched her legs trying to keep him close, but he was too strong and soon her legs were akimbo, her knees quivering with need

"Draco, please…" she begged, her thighs trying desperately to pull him closer and back into her core

He gave her a sinful smile "None of that, I want to watch" he growled, he gazed down at where she was being penetrated, fucked by him slowing his pace till Harrie whimpered at the slowness, even as she moaned as his cock filled her.

"Look at us Harrie" She sat up, looking down between them the sight had her moaning, his taut stomach rippling with his movements, his golden thatch of hair crowning his hard length which was sliding into her pussy, glistening with her arousal and throbbing with need. It was too much she thought desperately, and she fell back among the pillows, her hands twisting into her hair "Draco…I…you...oh god" she near screamed uselessly as her body was racked by pleasure.

"Wow" Harrie said smiling stupidly up at the bed's canopy

"I aim to please" He said as he dropped down beside her, even as he was in full agreement with her earlier appraisal. Sex with Harrie Potter was defiantly a wow…anything with her was a wow…Merlin I am totally fucked, he thought looking over at her flushed smiling face and sweat streaked hair.

"You are really good at fucking me. A thousand points to Slytherin!" She declared, raising her arm up in salute.

"You have nothing to compare it to" He snorted, pulling his discarded shirt up to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Harrie wondered and not for the first time, if maybe this wasn't anything unusual between them, maybe all sex was like this. She knew he hadn't been a virgin and it didn't bother her…most of the time and honestly, she never really thought about how else or even who else he had done things with, so she asked quietly, suddenly desperately needing to know "How do I compare?"

He stilled and slowly lent over cupping her face in one of his elegant hands, kissing her thoroughly then resting his forehead against hers before answering "Nothing compares to you"

Harrie gave a very girlie moan as she slammed her lips against his and their tongues twirled in a passionate duel.

Once they were both decent and she had exited the common room under her invisibility cloak, he walked her to the grand staircase. It was late and no one was around, so she lifted the cloak off her head and stopped at the first stone step looking up at him a thoughtful smile on her full lips. Even on a step she was still short, only coming up to his chin.

"What is it?" He asked smiling down at her, he drunk in the deep colour of her eyes.

"I'm looking forward to having you at my house" No one could miss the clear excitement in those vivid greens and Draco felt privileged to be able to put it there. He raised her hand to his lips and kissed her hand "I look forward to being there"

Harrie hurried up to the common room, it was a lot colder in the hallways that in the dormitories heating charms. Just as she was pushing through the portrait hole she was grabbed roughly by a furious red head and frog marched up the curved stairs to the bedrooms

"Ginny what the actually fuck?" Harrie asked bewilderedly as she twisted out of her friends grip and backed away from her. Hermione slipped into the room as well and before she had shut the door, she could hear Ron's voice carrying up the stairs in obvious outrage at being left down there.

"Where the hell have you been?" The youngest Weasley growled into Harries face. Harrie reared back in suspicious annoyance.

"Why?" she asked her voice somber, she looked between Hermione's worried expression and Ginny's clearly pissed off one, wondering what had happened to have these two so upset.

Hermione's face dropped with incredulity "Really? You disappeared between charms and dinner and only show up now lights out?"

"So what?" Harrie said, she felt herself getting angry so was trying to keep calm but the way she was being looked at right now was really starting to piss her off.

"We were worried!" Ginny raged "So spill it where the fuck were you?" she demanded, with her hands on her hips and her face reddening with her ire, Harrie wanted to tell her how much she looked like Molly right now but knew that was just a quick way to die so wisely kept that to herself

"Take a random guess" she said instead her voice dripping with sarcastic wonder.

"Don't pull that shit, he was at dinner. You were not," The redhead snarled, waving a finger in Harries face "So I repeat, where the fuck were you?"

"Harrie please, where were you?" Hermione pleaded her face drawn, her voice heavy with worry.

Harrie grabbed a handful of her own hair in frustration "I was there, I just had my cloak on"

"Is that all you are going to say?" Ginny said in outrage. Harrie felt her own temper flare, she was the god damn 'chosen one' if she wanted to give invisible blow jobs that was her mother fucking right! "What the fuck is this? Since when do I have to report to you two harpies?" She demanded of the two girls

"You bitch! we are your friends, we worry about you!" Ginny said, truly earning her fiery reputation with the way she growled the words.

"Well I am fine" Harrie was disturbed to see both girls were both glassy eyed and staring at her like she had just admitted to hurting their pets or something "I go off on my own all the time, shit I live in my own house…alone" she watched with absolute bewilderment as Hermione wiped tears from her cheeks and Ginny looked away clearly trying to keep her own tears from falling.

"Yeah but we know when you are just brooding or whatever" Ginny said flapping her hand in dismissal.

"Why the fuck is this such a big deal?" Harrie really didn't understand what these girls were on about, this was hardly the first time she had spent time with Draco. Nor was it the first time she had gone off by herself for a while, they knew how she was.

"Because last time you disappeared without a word you died you stupid arse!" Ginny cried punching Harrie hard in the left tit

"OWWWWWWW that fucking hurt dickhead!" Harrie yelled punching Ginny just as hard in her right tit, before the furious redhead could retaliate Hermione had flung herself at Harrie, embracing her tightly and affectively becoming a human shield. Ginny stood there glaring at Harrie and Harrie stuck her middle finger up at her.

"We're sorry we just...worry about you" Hermione said, her voice muffled slightly

"Yeah four eyes, we love you and we can't trust you not to do something stupidly noble" Ginny added coming around and throwing her arms around the older two girls and making a show of wiping her nose on Harries shoulder.

"Are we really doing this?" Harrie said as her air was squeezed out of her by the standing embrace, she was getting squashed by the onslaught of love right now

"Group hugs are totally vogue right now" Ginny spoke quietly "Don't scare us again"

Hermione nodded against Harries shoulder and Ginny gave a theatrical sniff that may or may not have been hiding a real one.

"Great, now I feel guilty" Harrie huffed with in mock sensor into her friend's bushy hair.

Hermione wiped at her eyes, laughing through her tears "Serves you right, you heartless cow"

Just as Harrie made to retort, they heard a loud shout as Ron obviously tried and failed to get up to the girls bedroom.

With an impressive eye roll, Hermione broke out of the hug and disappeared out the door yelling at Ron the whole way.

Harrie sat down on her bed and was dismayed when the younger redhead followed her, looked at her blankly for a few seconds then launched a Weasley tickle attack.

"Fuck off Ginny!" Harrie growled trying to wriggle out from her friends grasp. Harrie really fucking hated Weasley tickles, its like they were all trained how to bed their fingers at just the right angle to inflect pain/tickle.

"Don't you tell me to fuck off Harrie! You wee motherless mongrel" Ginny said tightening her hold of Harrie, her fingers digging into the other girl's side ruthlessly. Harrie was saved by Ron and Hermione appearing in the door way and Ginny released her hold "I take it that is my que to leave then" She said huffily at the look her brother was giving her

"I tried telling them you would be alright," Ron said looking at Harrie rather guiltily "that's not to say I wasn't worried too"

"You were worried?" Harrie asked looking spooked, Hermione rolled her eyes and Ron nodded his head "Just a little bit" he said his tone earnest.

Harrie's breath caught in her throat and she looked away from her oldest friend before she did something unforgivably girlie and start crying just because Ron was worried about her. After everything they had been through, after all the years together it sometimes hit Harrie right in the feels how lucky she was to have Ron and Hermione still worry about her. Almost like having a family but better because they chose her just as much as she chose then. Hermione had once told her after they had stayed up late talking one night, that Harrie didn't have any sense of self-worth that's why she was always rushing into things, Harrie couldn't say if that was true or not but one thing was for certain, she honestly didn't know why anyone would put up with her. (that's what having a shitty childhood does to you)

"Fuck it" Ron said, and he strode forward and pulled Harry into a tight hug.

Harrie said thoughtfully "I think I've had more hugs in the last year than ever before in my life"

"Yeah well, the last year was shit. We could all use more hugs." Ron said patting Harries back rather clumsily, Harrie suppressed a smile and rubbed her nose against his arm, looking over at Hermione when she spoke "We are all filled with anxiety and PTSD" she said blowing her nose and stepping into the hug when Ron and Harrie opened their arms to her too

"Not to mention you ditched us to go get killed" Ron muttered and Harrie jabbed him in the stomach as Hermione sighed and shook her head at their antics.

"That was a one off" Harrie said

"I should bloody well hope so!" Hermione sniffed, her hold on Harrie tightening ever so slightly

"Harrie mate you ever do that again and Me and Hermione with kill you ourselves" Ron added before they all broke into watery laughter.

"That explains why she got your family let off, you're tupping her" A voice rich in fury spat at Draco as he reentered the Slytherin common room.

"Excuse me?" Draco asked of the speaker, who the hell did they think they were even speaking to him, let alone saying something as crass as 'tupping'.

Theodore Notts tall, narrow frame stood up from one of the fireside armchairs, his face dark with rage.

"You are fucking 'The chosen one' so she gets your family's sentence dropped" Nott snarled, shoving one of the chairs out of his way as he angrily strode towards his once friend.

Draco just rose an eyebrow and sneered "Not what happened, but if it helps you sleep at night Theo, tell yourself whatever you want" Ignoring the loom figure that Nott made he made his way across the common room towards the bedrooms, the good mood Harrie had put him in fading fast.

"Don't you dare turn away from me!" Nott shouted, his voice echoing in the room. His anger causing a brief flare from the fire. Draco stilled briefly but decided against saying anything and kept walking towards the exit.

"Oh, now you're too good to talk to me is that it?" Theo spat

"Nott, you are the one who has not spoken to the rest of us" Draco said with a sigh, turning to look at his wayward friend.

"My owls went unanswered"

Draco scoffed "Our residence is warded against owls, no one was ignoring you"

Theo looked incredulous "You are marked, I never was! I never even saw The Dark Lord! My Father… Yet you still have everything" he finished rather lamely, he looked like he was going to say more but instead seemed to shake himself and hardened before the blonde's eyes. Draco recognized the pure blood "show no emotion" mask come over Theo's face. He knew how Theo felt, years of upbringing to always keep a cool exterior, how much would their lives could have been different if they had just shown their emotions freely. This two had once been friends, Theo was one of the few people that Draco had considered his equal and friend. Both knew strict childhoods, both knew about what was expected behavior and attitudes. Both knew about cold, distant Fathers. The Malfoys had already seen the errors of their ways before the end, he would like to think that it was long before his father had gone to Azkaban, but remembering the twitchy, broken man Lucius had been when he had returned home Draco couldn't be sure to when he had seen the error of his ways. Draco knew the minute he had, smashing Potters face, feeling the bone crunch was something that still woke him sometimes. Or maybe it was earlier, when his Mother had given him a wordless hug as he stepped into his family's dinner room to have a skull itched into his skin. He felt a phantom stab of pain in his left forearm, he knew it was just his guilt causing the twinge.

Poor Theo couldn't even say that he had agreed to be a lacky, he had just been the son of a supremacist, who wouldn't see past his blind acceptance of a future that would have destroyed the wizarding world.

Draco shook his head sadly "It was not up to me to decide your family's sentence"

That was the wrong thing to say, because Theo's cool mask vanished, and he snarled

"Oh no but Potter got you and yours off, with nothing more than a slap on the wrist!"

Draco knew that's what people thought. They were sentenced just like every other death eater or dark lord sympathizer. True Harrie had spoken of their deeds but it wasn't her decision in the end. Not that he wasn't grateful for it.

"This conversation is over" Draco said turning away

"You're nothing but a cowardly Mummy's boy, who happened to fuck the right witch" Theo spat

Draco stilled and slowly turned to face the man who was once his boyhood friend. Theo glared at him, his face twisting nastily. He had his wand drawn and they both knew that Draco couldn't retaliate

"What do you think this is going to achieve?" Draco asked blandly, his expressionless mask in place, even as inside his heart was pounding. He knew what kind of dark hexes and spells Theo knew because he had learnt them right beside him.

"Nothing at all" A voice said, and the dark figure of Blaise Zabini appearing in the doorway to the dormitories and slowly walking towards them, his wand pointing at Theo.

"Stay out of this Zabini!" Theo growled, his gaze never leaving Draco's

"You can not blame Draco for what is happening now. We all lucked out on the parent front" Blaise said his voice dark

"Fuck you both" Theo spat, turning abruptly and stalking out of the common room

"Are you alright?" Blaise asked after the silence stretched for a moment

Draco looked at his friend "Of course. He didn't even get a hex off"

Blaise's face was a mask of calm, but the slight nervous twitch to his wand hand gave him away "Watch yourself around him. He's…unpredictable"

What had Draco not noticed about Theo? if Blaise was clearly scared of him. What had he been like last year when the rules were lapse and darkness reined?

They stood there looking towards the exit wondering what would become of their once friend.