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A New Darkness	By : lilysunshine Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 72891 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Star
light, Star bright, First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might,
that Harry and Draco belong to me tonight!
Yeah, yeah, I know its not mine.

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Chapter 9

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Raithos and Draco strutted into the Great Hall for
breakfast. The glared and sneered at
the Gryffindors as they made their way to their seats.

�Weasel�s doing it again.
So is the Mudblood. And the
Irish midget,� Draco said as they sat down, still glaring at the other table.

�Stupid idiots.
Don�t they get it yet? I�ll
crush them. They stand no chance, and
if they don�t stop this nonsense soon, they�ll be dead. Neither father or I will stand for this
blatant display of disrespect,� Raithos said angrily.

Blaise and the other Slytherins agreed. �We have classes all day with them, we can
get them back then,� he promised.

Owls swooped through the open window, carrying letters and
packages to the students in the Hall.
Two ravens made their way to the Slytherin table, landing gracefully in
front of the two Slytherin leaders.

�Letter from the Dark Lord?� Draco asked.

Raithos opened it, scanning the first few lines. �Yep.�

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My dear son,

I am very pleased to learn you have been ReSorted into
Slytherin, although not surprised. After
getting to know you this past month, I can�t imagine you belonging anywhere
else.

I do hope the rest of your house is treating you with the
respect you deserve. They are to be
your followers; do not hesitate to punish them if they step out of line.

Now for the true purpose of this letter. Since you have completed your training and
passed your trials, you will be receiving your Mark. I will be sending you a
portkey that will be activated at midnight on Halloween. This Mark will be unique to only you, my
son, and will act as a two-way communicator with myself. You will be able to call for me if you need
to, and it will make speaking telepathically much more pleasant for the both of
us.

Speaking of communicating telepathically, I found myself
in the strangest dream last night involving young Draco. I assume there is something you wish to tell
me�? All I ask is that you continue to
practice your Occlumency be ret retiring each evening�it is quite disconcerting
to find yourself in that position with the son of your second, I assure
you. Please offer Draco my
congratulations. If he wishes, he will
be accompanying you on Halloween. You
may mark him yelf,elf, if you so desire.

Continue with your studies, it would not do to have the
son of the Dark Lord failing his classes.

I will see you on Halloween, my son.

�Pops�

--

Raithos snickered as he turned to Draco. �Pops says congratulations to us. It would seem he found his way into quite an
interesting dream of mine last night and was a bit disconcerted when he woke
up.�

Draco turned red.
�You mean�he�like when you�oh God��

�Yep, he did,� Raithos said with a smirk.

�You call the Dark Lord Pops?� Pansy squeaked.

�Yes, he does. He
also kisses him on the forehead at breakfast, and hugs him goodbye. It�s the strangest thing you will ever see
in your life,� Draco told her.

�You kiss the Dark Lord on his forehead?�
Crabbe asked, jaw dropping open.

�Well, yeah, he�s my father. Being the Dark Lord doesn�t change
that. Pops is�.Pops,� Raithos replied
with a shrug.

�That�s fucking crazy,� Blaise muttered. The rest of the Slytherins agreed.

--

Potions class passed as usual, with Ron and Neville managing
to blow up their cauldrons, and Gryffindor losing close to one hundred house
points. Seamus received detention for
talking, and Raithos glared and sneered at the lot of them, just daring one of
them to make a wrong move.

The seventh year Slytherins were now walking behind Raithos
and Draco to Transfigurations. They
were all talking about what they thought their Animagus forms would be. Pansy was positive she was going to be a
cat, and Blaise wanted desperately to be a snake of some kind. Raithos and Draco just wanted to be
something intimidating and deadly.

�Alright class, take your seats. You will be working in partners today; each of you will cast a
spell on your partner that will reveal their Animagus form. The spell is �resolvo animalis�. After you cast the spell, you will see a
white mist form in front of you that will take the shape of your Animagus. At the end of the class, you will announce
what your form is. Please begin,�
Professor McGonagall instructed.

�All right �Co, lets get this over with. "> You wanna go first?� Raithos asked.

�Sure, bring it on.�

�Resolvo animalis!�

The white mist swirled in front of Draco, taking shape
slowly. A large body formed, sitting on
two clawed hind legs, head set upon a long slim neck, with wings appearing on
its back.

�Wait�wings?� Raithos thought. He then burst into laughter.

�You�you�re�a�a�dragon!� he said, trying to catch his
breath and failing miserably.

Draco was not amused.
He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled darkly.

�And that would be funny because��

�Oh come off it!
It�s so clich�. Dragon,
Draco, could it be any less original?
It just seems so overused,� Raithos replied, still chuckling.

�Well I�m glad I could be so amusing Potter.�

�Oh no you didn�t.�

�Oh I so did.�

�Draco�you know what I�ve said about that��

�Yes, well you shouldn�t have laughed at me. I�m very sensitive you know,� Draco sniffed,
completely unapologetic.

�Sensitive my arse.�

�Yes it is,� Draco said with a smirk.

�Git. Ok, do me
now.�

�Raith, we�re in the middle of the classroom, control
yourself!�

�You know what I meant, �Co,� Raithos said through
gritted teeth.

�Ok, ok, no need to get all riled up. Revelo animalis!�

Again the white mist swirled around in between the two
teenagers. This time, however, it
shrank slowly, swirling closer to the ground, coiling around.

�A snake?!
And you call my form clich�!
You�re a parseltongue for fucks sake!�

�Hey, don�t knock the snake �Co. This one happens to be an asp.
Quite poisonous, I�ll have you know.
I just happen to be sleek and deadly.
No need to be all jealous,� Raithos replied, superiority just dripping
from him.

�Jealous? You think I,
Draco Malfoy, am jealous of you? Not
bloody likely. Get over yourself
Raith.�

�You know you want to be me, just admit it.�

�Actually, I�d rather like to be in you��

�Alright class, as I call your name, please announce your
Animagus form so it can be put on record,� Professor McGonagall announced.

Raithos and Draco continued with their snide remarks,
pausing now and then when an interesting form was called out. They especially paid attention to the forms
of certain Gryffindors.

�Hermione Granger.�

�Squirrel, ma�am.�

�Squirrel? Ha, I
knew that bushy hair came from somewhere!� Draco snickered.

�Neville Longbottom.�

�T-turtle.�

�Turtle? Good God that�s embarrassing,� Raithos
remarked.

�Ronald Weasley.�

Ron mumbled something unintelligible.

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�What was that Mr. Weasley?�

�Ferret.�

Raithos and Draco burst into laughter, followed by the rest
of the Slytherins.

�He�s a bloody ferret!
Talk about fucking poetic justice!� Draco crowed.

�That�s too rich! A ferret!� Raithos stammered, tears running down his
cheeks.

�Please settle down class, we�ve a few more names to get
through�� Professor McGonagall shesihesitantly. She was still very much intimidated by Raithos.

�Millicent Bulstrode.�

�A cat.�

�Vincent Crabbe.�

�A bear.�

�Gregory Goyle.�

�An ape.�

�Draco Malfoy.�

�A dragon,� he said proudly. �Much better than a ferret, if I do say so myself.�

Professor McGonagall looked like she wanted ask him to quiet
down, but thought better of it after a glance at Raithos.

�Pansy Parkinson.�

�A�a�dog,� she said, nearly in tears.

Draco and Raithos nearly suffocated themselves trying to
hold in their laughter.

�Raithos V-vol��

�Oh come on.
Get over it already! I�m the son
of the Dark Lord Voldemort!� Raithos said hotly. Gasps and a few shrieks were heard through
the class, and Professor McGonagall paled.

�I�m an asp, by the way.
One of the poisonous snakes on earth.�

�B-Blaise Zabini.�

�Panther. Poisonous
you say? That�ll be useful. Especially if any of those Gryffindors get
out of line again.�

�Quite true Blaise.yes"> Quidditch tryouts (I may put a little twist here, try and do
something not previously done, at least that I�ve seen), more on the plans, and
our second dose of Snape-age! I�ll try
to put in a little slashiness, but I can�t promise anything. Oh, just a warning, my inlaws are coming up
for the weekend, but I promise to update at least once between Saturday and Sunday,
and I�ll definitely have a chapter up on Monday. So >So don�t worry. ( My
mother-in-law has a tendency to be a little clingy so I�m not likely to get
much alone time to write)
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