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Not As It Seems

Chapter 10

The first few weeks of school was too hectic for Harry to meet with Draco at all. He was busy catching up with the other Gryffindors and helping to organize the house Quidditch team. He missed Draco at night, and dreamed of him often, but there was very little he could do about it.

On the third Saturday of the term, he was passing a side corridor when someone grabbed him and yanked him into the corridor. Before he knew what was happening, he was flat against the wall, with a pair of demanding lips on his and a familiar scent in his nostrils.

He never even tried resisting. He wrapped his arms around Draco and did his best to return the kiss.

They devoured one another for a while, neither of them thinking about where they were or the possibility that they might be seen. They were lost in the feel of each other�s bodies, muscle against muscle, hands gripping firm buttocks, and two frantic heartbeats pounding in unison.

�Malfoy, what are you doing?�the outraged voice of Ron Weasley brought both of them crashing back into reality.

Draco half turned to face Ron, accompanied by Dean, Seamus, and Neville. All four boys facing them could see Harry beyond him, hair more mussed than usual, lips swollen and reddened, and eyes glazed.

�What�s the matter, Weasley,� Draco sneered, keeping his hands firmly on Harry�s sides. He was very conscious of the feeling of one of Harry�s hands on his backside. �Are you jealous?�

�Jealous?� Ron demanded, his voice climbing into pre-puberty heights. �Why would I be jealous of my best friend being mauled by a ferret?�

�I�m not mauling him, Weasley,� Draco said coldly. �I�m snogging him.�

�Get your hands off him!� Ron cried, moving forward.

He was stopped cold by Harry�s wand, pointed directly at his nose.

�I�m not expecting you to understand any of this, Ron,� Harry said, his chest still heaving from the rather intense make-out session he and Draco had been engaged in. �Draco isn�t what you think, and he and I are seeing each other. If you can�t handle that, then I�m sorry.�

�He�s got you under a spell!� Ron accused. �The Imperius or something! I�m going to McGonagall about this! You won�t get away with this, Malfoy!�

He turned away from them and ran, Dean and Seamus following in his wake.

Neville gazed at Harry for a long moment, and then surprised both Harry and Draco.

�I�m happy for you, Harry,� he said. �Don�t listen to Ron. I could see for myself that you weren�t fighting it. I just hope you can explain everything to the Headmaster�s satisfaction.�

~*~*~*~*~

Harry was summoned to Dumbledore�s office just before dinner. He entered with a certain amount of trepidation, to find that no one noticed his entrance.

Standing in front of Dumbledore�s desk, looking like they were about to come to blows, were Aquila and Lucius Malfoy.

�I don�t care what you think, Malfoy!� she screamed at him. �I�m well within my rights to shelter a member of my family from a known Death Eater!�

�You cannot take my son away from me, and you cannot stop me from seeing him!� Lucius raged at the witch, who stood head and shoulders shorter than him.

�Don�t think you can intimidate me, Malfoy!� Aquila raged at him. �Just because you have money, you think you�re the only one that does! Let me remind you, sir, that with the Lestrange estate and my share of the Black estate, I probably could buy and sell you! Just because I don�t follow a megalomaniac half-blood blindly doesn�t mean that I can�t stand up to you! Draco applied with the Ministry for sanctuary with me, and he shall receive it!�

She seemed to notice Harry for the first time, and turned a dazzling smile on him. While she was facing away from Dumbledore, she winked, letting him know that this was show for the Headmaster�s benefit.

�Hello, Harry,� she said. �Are you looking forward to Christmas? I�ve already started some of the decorations at the estate. I want to make this the best Christmas ever, for both you and Draco.�

�Excuse me, Miss Lestrange,� Dumbledore said. �I was under the impression that Harry was at a Black estate over the summer.�

�I do live on a Black estate, Headmaster,� Aquila replied smoothly. �I couldn�t bear to live in my parent�s house. I have plans in the works to turn the Lestrange estate into a home for the orphans of the last war, and this one, after it�s properly cleaned and purified. Of course. I live on an estate I inherited from my grandmother. Remus brought Harry there during the summer for safety�s sake. Lucius is just angry because Draco came to me, and he can�t get into the estate. It�s carefully warded, so that those of ill intent to its inhabitants cannot enter.�

�This includes anyone?� Dumbledore asked. �Even those of the Blood?�

�Absolutely, Headmaster,� Aquila assured him. �If my mother wanted to get in, and Harry was there, she wouldn�t� be able to, because she�d want him dead. It isn�t easy, being the child of two convicted Death Eaters, but I�m managing. I live quietly, with my research and my plants, and I am more than capable of protecting and providing for Harry, Draco, and any other children that may need my protection.�

�I see,� Dumbledore said. �I understand that you went to see the Weasleys, after their daughter was killed.�

�Yes,� Aquila said. �I offered the parents my condolences, and I am trying to get the estranged members of the family to see that it wasn�t a failure to protect the girl, it was too much, too fast. Death Eaters are sly, sneaky, and thoroughly despicable. If Lucius drinks from anything, I�d have it disinfected after he leaves.�

�You impertinent chit!� Lucius raged. �How dare you! You haven�t heard the last of this!�

�Yes, I have, Lucius,� she said calmly. �I came here to inform the Headmaster that you were no longer legally responsible for Draco in any way, and that the estate accounts were being watched. The ministry has given me control, and legal custody of Draco. We don�t want you sneaking money to Voldemort.�

�You are a fool,� Lucius said. �To say his name so casually.�

�It�s just a name, Lucius,� Aquila said. �A name with no power except what you give it. It will not conjure him. You are the fool, to sell your future to follow that madman.�

�Will you be able to guarantee Harry�s safety,� Dumbledore asked. �He and young Mr. Malfoy have been at cross purposes since they entered school.�

�They discovered some common ground this summer,� Aquila said, smiling at Harry fondly. �I think you will find that they have set aside their past differences to present a � united front.�

�Well,� Dumbledore said, smiling. �Perhaps they can be an example to the rest of the school.�

***** *****

Harry had very little interaction with the twins again until the first Hogsmeade weekend. He and Draco followed the two of them and Hermione into the village.

Their first stop was Honeyduke�s, where Castor roamed the aisles with Hermione while Pollux placed an order for a large box of their best chocolates to be sent to a student at Beaubaton. Harry and Draco bought what they wanted, and then left the candy store to roam further around the village.

�Father wrote to me,� Draco said quietly when they were finally alone. �He said that he and Aquila put on quite a show in front of the Headmaster. He also said that my mother has been ill every morning for the last week.�

�What does that mean?� Harry asked.

�It means that the Dark Lord is following through with what he told her,� Draco said. �It means that she�s probably pregnant.�

�Is that good?� Harry asked.

�One thing that Father told me,� Draco said. �When she was pregnant with me, Mother could barely cast any spells at all, let alone anything complicated. She�s going to be absolutely worthless as a witch until she gives birth. The Dark Lord�s last children were twins. If she has twins, I�ve heard that something like that can change a witch�s magic forever.�

�We probably shouldn�t talk about anything like this until we�re away for Christmas,� Harry said. �If she wasn�t such a bookworm, I�d feel sorry for Hermione, being left here at school.�

�She�ll probably be overjoyed,� Draco observed. �She gets unlimited use of the library when school�s not in session. She�s probably going to sleep in there.�

�No,� Harry said. �She�ll sleep in the common room, surrounded by books. I pity Ron if he decides to stay over Christmas.�

�Wait a minute,� Draco said, stopping suddenly. �Weasley doesn�t like Granger�s being around the twins. What if he decides to convince her that she belongs to him?�

�Ron wouldn�t do that,� Harry said. �Would he?�

�You never know, Harry,� Draco said. �Now, when are you going to take the geas off?�

�Today,� Harry said. �I wouldn�t put it past Ron to attack you while we�re here in Hogsmeade. That�ll give me the chance I need to cast the removal spell.�

�Brilliant,� Draco said. �Now, if I know Weasley, he�s at Zonko�s.�

�Right,� Harry said. �That�s this way.�

The two boys entered the joke shop quietly, and then separated. Draco was going to draw Ron�s attention while Harry fired the countercurse.

Gaining Ron�s attention wasn�t difficult. As soon as the redhead spotted the Slytherin, he picked up a dungbomb and tossed it at Draco�s feet.

The dungbomb went off as it was designed to, causing an immediate exodus from the joke shop.

In the ensuing chaos, Harry got right behind Ron and whispered the countercurse. A jet of purple light shot out, making the other boy stumble. Harry grabbed the back of his shirt, until he regained his equilibrium.

�The least you could do is not fall when everybody�s stampeding out of the shop, Ron,� Harry said, shoving past his classmate and running over to where Draco was wiping at his streaming eyes and coughing.

Harry was pulling out a handkerchief for Draco to use when Professor McGonagall came striding out of the Three Broomsticks and walked directly over to Ron.

�Mister Weasley!� she exclaimed. �I have just been informed that you deliberately detonated a dung bomb at Mister Malfoy�s feet! That kind of behavior is inexcusable! You are hereby stripped of your Hogsmeade privileges, and I will be writing to your parents about this!�

Ron cringed under the barrage and meekly headed towards the edge of town when she gestured for him to precede her.

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