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All is fair in the game called love	By : Sasunarufan13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29070 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Chapter List
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- 12
Author's note: I should be studying now, but I figured that the possibility of getting some nice reviews would help me calm down my nerves during the exams (my psychologist' advice)

Thanks to the following reviewers: librarycat9 (Hedwig is there too); Mion (that would have been interesting but I have other plans for them ^^ ); Sora (I know, a small mistake, but Hedwig is still there); Madamdragon (I have ideas for Draco's pets, but that will happen in the sequel); lillyput193 (most of them yes); unneeded (thanks for pointing out the mistakes; especially the date because I wasn't so sure of that. Euhm, I think Garin means somehting but I've forgotten what ^^; A reader sent me the name. As for the pets allowed ... Sapphire is allowed, but the other two already have a plan for that. As for your last comment: good thinking. You're the first of both fanfiction and adultfanfiction to interpret the situation well); Sharebear (I wondered the same thing; it's so easy after all!) and Silvertide (eventually yes)

Chapter 11: A strained visit and Harry's request

A few days after Harry's birthday, Harry and Draco were watching Ruby and Sapphire playing in the garden. Garin was curled up on Harry's lap, sleeping peacefully. For the first time, Draco was jealous of an animal; after all, that snake was sleeping in Harry's lap. He wondered how Harry would react if he crawled in his lap. Hm, Harry would probably kick him off. Yes, best wait with that until he had won Harry over. Without realizing it, Draco smiled.

"Why are you smiling?" Harry asked, smiling confused.

"Nothing special. Say, when will your godfather start with those motorcycle lessons?" Draco asked.

"In a few days." Harry answered. "He's searching for a place to teach me."

"Well, as long as you're careful." Draco said, not really at ease with the idea of Harry on a motorcycle.

"Aw, are you worried about me? That's so sweet." Harry laughed.

Draco scowled.

"Really, you don't need to worry about me. Sirius will be with me all the time. What can possibly happen?" Harry said carelessly.

Draco raised an eyebrow. He didn't know Sirius that well, but he had seen enough to know that everything could happen when that man was in charge.

Harry blinked when he saw how skeptic Draco looked, thought and apparently came to the same conclusion as Draco. "I think it's best if Remus or someone else tags alone." He mumbled.

"Good idea." Draco remarked.

They heard someone walking to them and they turned their heads to see Ginny standing a few feet away of them.

Is she's going to flirt with Harry, I'll make her life miserable. Nobody is allowed to flirt with my Harry. Only I can do that, Draco thought, not realizing how possessive he sounded.

"Harry, it's best you come back inside." Ginny smiled, her lips shining in the sunlight from all the lip gloss she'd put on.

If she's not careful, she's going to blind someone with that amount of lip gloss on her mouth, Draco thought viciously.

At the sound of Ginny's voice, Sapphire and Ruby stopped playing and ran to Harry.

"Why?" Harry asked confused and scratched both cats behind their ears.

They purred, but showed their teeth when Ginny looked at them.

She gulped and paled a bit. "Professor Dumbledore arrived and he wants to see you."

Immediately, Harry tensed. Since he was under the custody of Sirius, he hadn't really thought about the Headmaster. To be honest, he had kind of forgotten Dumbledore existed. And now the old man was here – and he wanted to see Harry. What for? Did he just want to speak to Harry? Or… Would he sent Harry back to the Dursleys? Thinking about that possibility made Harry panic. He couldn't go back to the Dursleys! No, he couldn't! He was finally free! If he had to go back, then… Then… He couldn't even think about all the things the Dursleys would do to him.

Draco, who noticed how pale Harry had become, cursed silently. He didn't know exactly what Harry was thinking, but it was clearly something that made him panic.

"Harry, come on. Dumbledore wants to see you." Ginny said, not seeing that her crush was panicking.

"Weasley, go back inside. Harry and I will come shortly." Draco said sharply. He had to think about a way to shake Harry out of his panic.

"But…" Ginny protested.

"Now." Draco said venomously. Garin hissed and Ruby and Sapphire growled.

Ginny huffed, muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "evil bastard", but went back inside.

"Harry, snap out of it, please. Nothing's going to happen, I promise." Draco soothed and embraced Harry. He rubbed soothing circles on Harry's back while Ruby and Sapphire rubbed their heads against Harry's thighs.

"Dursleys." Harry mumbled against Draco's shoulder.

"What?" Draco asked confused and shifted his body so that he could hold Harry better.

"He's going to send me back to the Dursleys. I don't want to go." Harry mumbled and hugged Draco around the waist.

"That's not going to happen, I swear. Sirius is now your legal guardian. Even that old coot can't change that. Besides, it's even stated in your parents' will that Sirius is your guardian." Draco said, trying to sooth the trembling boy in his arms. "If he tries to send you back, I'm certain he can't win against your godfather, Lupin or my father. I suspect Sev will even defend you if that means he can annoy the coot."

Harry chuckled weakly.

"There. That's better. It'll all be alright. Come, it's time to annoy the old bastard." Draco smiled and released Harry.

Harry took a deep breath and released it shakily. "All right." Then he frowned. "How come I always end up to be comforted by you?"

"Because I'm the one who's always near you when you need the comfort. It's a curse, I think." Draco sighed dramatically.

"You poor thing." Harry chuckled.

"I beg to differ. I think I'm a lucky bastard." Draco grinned.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I'm the one who can hold that hot body of yours in my arms. Everybody envies me for that." Draco winked and was rewarded with a nice blush on Harry's face.

"Pervert!" Harry laughed and stood up. He placed Garin in his neck and hold out his hand to pull Draco up.

"But you love me for it." Draco chuckled.

Harry snorted. "No, I love you for your nice body. That's why I put up with you. Well, that and your pretty face." He winked.

Draco's mouth fell open. He hadn't known Harry had it in him to respond like that.

Harry turned his head when Draco didn't follow him. He smiled mischievously. "Coming, Draco?" He asked innocently.

"Yes, of course." Draco answered without thinking. Then he realized the double meaning of Harry's question and he blushed.

Harry burst out in laughter.

"Idiot!" Draco muttered, but smiled.

"Sorry, Draco, but I couldn't resist. You should have seen your face." Harry continued to chuckle.

Draco rolled his eyes, but didn't reply. He simply took a hold of Harry's wrist and dragged him to the kitchen, Ruby and Sapphire following them.

There they saw Sirius, Remus, Lucius, Snape, Mister and Mrs. Weasley, Tonks and Shacklebolt sitting at the table. Dumbledore was sitting at the top of the table in lime green robes with blue stars.

"My eyes. My eyes are burning." Draco mumbled.

Harry had to stifle a chuckle.

"Ah, Harry, my boy." Dumbledore said happily.

"Professor." Harry nodded tense.

"You're looking good, my boy." His blue eyes twinkled.

"Thank you, sir. You look good too." Harry smiled strained. His whole body was tense, as if it was prepared to fight.

Dumbledore chuckled, seemingly unaware of the tense aura that hung in the kitchen. "For an old man like me, that's a compliment."

"Can you please continue, Dumbledore? Some of us have work to do." Snape said irritated and crossed his arms.

"Of course, Severus. Please, forgive me." Dumbledore smiled. Snape snorted. Blue eyes sharpened when they looked at Harry. "Harry, tell me, have you received other visions from Voldemort?"

Harry frowned. "No, nothing."

"Hmm. That's surprising. It could be that Voldemort has realized how dangerous his connection with you is. Or maybe…" Dumbledore looked thoughtful.

"Or maybe what?" Sirius said annoyed.

"Maybe there are some wards here in this house that forms a barrier between Harry's mind and that of Voldemort." Dumbledore answered slowly.

"I say that's a good thing." Sirius said brusquely.

"Yes, yes, I suppose so." Dumbledore nodded. "Say, Harry, can I speak with you in private for a moment?"

Harry knew that it was more an order, than a question, so he nodded hesitantingly.

"I'll wait here for you. Yell if you need someone." Draco whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry shivered a little when he felt Draco's hot breath tickling his ear and nodded. Not that he thought he would need someone. It was not as if the Headmaster would do something to him. But it was nice to know someone was there for him. For a split second, Harry wondered where Ron and Hermione were, but he shrugged those thoughts away. They were probably somewhere upstairs. Chances were big they were forbidden from participating at this meeting.

Harry followed Dumbledore to the hallway. From there they went into the living room. Both took a seat in front of the empty fireplace.

"Now, as I'm sure you have better things to do than chatting with an old man like myself, I will immediately come to the point. As I'm sure you know, Voldemort has been raising in power these last months and he doesn't hide his attacks anymore." Dumbledore began.

"Why doesn't he hide them anymore, sir?" Harry asked.

"Because the Wizarding World knows now he's back. Unfortunately for Tom, the attack in the Ministry didn't go as planned. His attempt to retrieve the prophecy was unsuccessful. He had to expose himself, in order not to let his task be so unsuccessful. I suspect it wasn't his intention to let the world know he was back so soon." Dumbledore answered.

"Oh." Harry nodded.

Suddenly, the door cracked open and Ruby and Sapphire came in, with Garin following them. The three animals glared at the Headmaster, before they settled themselves with Harry.

"I see you acquired some new pets." Dumbledore smiled, but his blue eyes flashed warily for a moment. He didn't recognize the two magical animals, but something about them didn't feel right. Maybe it was the way they clung to Harry. Whatever it was, Dumbledore didn't like it. Where did they come from? And why had they chosen Harry?

"Yes? They're beautiful, aren't they?" Harry smiled and stroked the three animals over their heads. "I got them for my birthday from Draco and Lucius."

"From the Malfoys?" Dumbledore repeated surprised. How come he hadn't known about it? What more had they kept from him?

"Yeah, I don't know where they got them from, though." Harry frowned, but shrugged.

"Well, they're beautiful animals." Dumbledore smiled. Best to keep the boy happy, he thought. It wouldn't do to alienate the boy. They were still at war, after all.

"Thank you." Harry smiled. Garin slithered his way up to Harry's neck.

"Who is that old man that smells like lemon?" He asked, hissing in Harry's ear.

"That's Dumbledore. He's the Headmaster of my school." Harry answered.

"I don't like that man." Garin said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Why not?" Harry asked surprised.

"It's just a feeling. Be aware of him, master Harry." Garin warned him.

"Don't worry, I am." Harry said.

"Good." Garin nodded.

"Harry, can you hold your conversation elsewhere? I still have some important things to tell you." Dumbledore chided gently. Harry flushed, but nodded. Dumbledore smiled indulgently, but he had trouble with it. He hadn't heard Harry speaking in Parseltongue before and he regretted hearing it now. There was a reason why they called speaking Parseltongue a Dark skill. It was only because he needed that boy, that he had allowed his to get away with the language. It unnerved him, but he had to deal with it. For the time being. But after the war…

"Harry, seeing as the threat of Voldemort has grown, I've decided to take some of your lessons on my shoulders." Dumbledore began.

"What do you mean with that, sir?" Harry asked. Inwardly, he was groaning; he couldn't believe he had to spend more time with that bastard.

"Basically, I'm going to teach you more in the fields of Defense against the Dark Arts, Charms and Occlumency." Dumbledore answered.

"Occlumency? I thought you had appointed Snape to teach me that." Harry said confused and absently stroked Ruby behind his ear.

"Professor Snape, harry." Dumbledore corrected him. "And yes, initially, Severus would have taught you, but after certain… events, I decided it would be best if I tutored you."

"Oh." Harry nodded, but cursed silently. If he practiced Occlumency with Dumbledore, he would be in bigger problems than with Snape. At least Snape had known Harry couldn't stand him – Dumbledore still thought Harry was a good boy who obeyed him. If the Headmaster saw how Harry really thought about him…

Harry thought he would never see the day he wished for Snape to teach him something.

"I will send you a message when our lessons will start." Dumbledore said.

"All right. Euhm, can I ask a question, sir?" Harry asked, suddenly struck with an idea. If Dumbledore gave his consent for this, Harry would have more options to use if he wanted to escape Dumbledore's company.

"Of course, harry. Ask away." Dumbledore smiled, not aware of all the scheming Harry was doing.

"Have you found a new DADA teacher for this year, sir?" Harry asked.

The only sign Dumbledore was caught off guard with that sudden question, was the slightly widening of his eyes. "No, I haven't found anyone suited for the job yet. It's surprising how much people believe there is a curse on this job." The old man mused. "Why do you ask, my boy?"

"Can I make a… suggestion?" Harry hesitated to ask.

"Who do you have in mind, dear boy?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"Well, euhm, I thought you could hire… Remus again. I mean, he was a great teacher and he was the only one who taught us something useful. So I thought you could hire him again." Harry said hopefully.

"Well, it's an interesting idea. With Remus back on Hogwarts, we would have more defenses in case of an attack. And he was a great teacher, I admit." Dumbledore mused. "But what to do with full moon, I wonder. I don't think Severus will want to take over again."

"Euhm, maybe you could let… Sirius help?" Harry suggested hesitantingly.

Dumbledore looked surprised.

"Now that his name is cleared, he wouldn't have trouble to go in public. And he told me he was good in Defense against the Dark Arts, so…" Harry trailed off, but still looked hopeful. With Sirius in the area, Dumbledore wouldn't bug him so much. Of course, that could be a reason why the Headmaster could say no.

"You have a point, Harry. Very well, I shall speak with them about this." Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

Harry could barely restrain himself from shouting in joy. He would have his family at Hogwarts! Inwardly, Harry did a victory dance.

"Was there something else you want to ask, harry?" Dumbledore asked and inwardly sighed. What he didn't do to indulge that boy. If there only wasn't a war, he wouldn't have to indulge that boy so much.

"No, I don't have any more questions, sir." Harry answered.

"Very well. Seeing as our business here is done, would you mind sending Remus and Sirius in here? I think it's best if I talk with them about the job offer now. I'm afraid I will be extremely busy these next following weeks." Dumbledore said.

"Of course, sir. I will send them immediately." Harry replied and walked out of the room as calm as he could with his pets following him.

When he walked into the kitchen, he nearly bounced towards Remus and Sirius.

"What did he say?" Sirius asked concerned.

Harry waved his hand. "No time now. You and Remus have to go to Dumbledore now, so that he can offer you the position of DADA teacher. Now go and accept that job." He said excitedly.

Sirius blinked. "Wha – a job?"

"Come on, before he leaves." Harry ushered the two stunned men out of the kitchen.

"Is that wolf coming back to teach?" Snape asked warily.

"Yes! And Sirius is going to teach too!" Harry replied happily.

"Great. I have to put up with the wolf and that mutt for a whole year now. Whose bright idea was it?" Snape asked scowling.

"Mine." Harry smiled happily.

Snape narrowed his eyes and glared. "Draco, just how attached are you to that brat?"

"Attached enough to not let you harm him." Draco smirked and beckoned Harry to stand next to him.

"You know, I'm not a dog, Draco." Harry rolled his eyes, but complied and went to Draco.

"I think we can fix that with a collar and a leash. What do you think of that?" Draco smirked and gave Harry a glass of pumpkin juice.

Tonks nearly spit out her water when she heard what Draco had said and decided to stop eavesdropping.

"Aren't a leash and a collar too tacky for a Malfoy?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

Draco opened his mouth to answer, but Snape clamped a hand over his mouth.

"I prefer to not know how perverted you really are, Draco, so kindly shut up." Snape warned him.

"We, Malfoys, are not perverted, Severus. We simply have our own views on certain things." Lucius chided his friend.

"In other words: you're perverted." Snape said dryly. "Tell me, brat, how you managed to convince Albus to hire the wolf and the mutt. For that matter: why did you suggest them?"

"If they work at Hogwarts, I have more people to go to in case I want to escape Dumbledore's lessons. After all, it won't be my fault if they want to talk to me, will it?" Harry smiled innocently. "As for how I managed to convince him: I just merely made a suggestion."

"Lessons?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"I'll tell you later." Harry promised.

In the living room.

"You wanted to see us, Albus?" Remus asked and pulled Sirius down next to him on the sofa.

"Yes, I have a preposition for you two. What do you think about accepting the position of Defense against the Dark Arts?" Dumbledore suggested with twinkling eyes.

"Both of us?" Sirius asked surprised.

Dumbledore nodded, smiling.

"But… the parents will object against me." Remus said confused. What had this brought on?

"Don't worry about that. I will deal with it." Dumbledore replied.

"Me teaching?" Sirius repeated dazed.

"Yes, you teaching, Padfoot." Remus said impatiently. "Not that I complain, but why do you ask us for this job?"

"Ah, for that, you will have to thank your godson. He was the one who made the suggestion." The Headmaster answered chuckling.

Remus and Sirius looked at each other; Harry had suggested them?

"So, what is your answer?" Dumbledore asked.

"I'll do it." Remus smiled.

"Yeah, all right, sign me up too." Sirius grinned.

"Excellent. Here, can you sign this contract?" Dumbledore clapped his hands and two paper rolls appeared in the air with two quills.

Hastily, both men signed the contract. As soon as the papers were signed, they disappeared again.

"Welcome to the staff, boys." Dumbledore smiled.

"Thank you." Both men said.

"However, I'm afraid I will have to address something more serious with you." Dumbledore began, and his eyes stopped twinkling.

Automatically, Sirius and Remus sat up more right.

"It's about Harry." Dumbledore said.

"What? Is there something wrong?" Sirius asked concerned.

"Not really. He's not in danger." Dumbledore reassured them.

"Then what's wrong?" Sirius asked impatiently.

"A week ago, I received a letter from his relatives, stating that they miss Harry and that they would like to see him." Dumbledore explained.

Sirius sprang up. "What! How dare they say that!? They don't give a shit about Harry!" He growled outraged.

"Now, now, Sirius. I'm sure there's a misunderstanding. They are his family; of course, they would miss him." Dumbledore said frowning.

"Oh, please! They never cared about him. He was skin and bones when we picked him up, whereas his cousin was a fat pig. If starving him is a sign of how they love him, I'm scared to think of what they would do to punish him." Sirius sneered. "There's no way in hell I'll let Harry visit them."

"You can't decide who Harry visits, Sirius. You're his godfather, yes, but that doesn't give you a right to forbid the boy from seeing someone. Besides, I'm sure that if you ask Harry, he will be thrilled to see his family again. It has been nearly a month since he last saw them." Dumbledore said disapprovingly.

"Didn't you hear me? Those bastards starved my godson. They are lucky I haven't killed them. Harry doesn't want to see his family, so I refuse to force him to visit." Sirius growled dangerously.

"Now listen to me, Sirius. The Dursleys are his family and they have every right to see their nephew. I didn't say anything when the guardianship was transferred to you, but I still have the authority to place Harry back with his family, because of the blood wards. I don't want you to be deemed as a bad guardian, Sirius, so I'll give you some time to think your decision about Harry visiting his family over." Dumbledore said lowly, no smile on his face and no twinkle in his eyes.

Sirius and Remus understood the threat, even if it was never spoken out loud. If they didn't let Harry visit, he would be taken away from them, back to his family. They couldn't believe Dumbledore would threaten them. He had to know Harry was treated badly by his family and yet he still wanted to place Harry back. What was wrong with that man? Didn't he care? No, he probably didn't.

Remus glanced at Sirius and knew he had to handle quickly. If Sirius blew up and refused once again (which was a big possibility, seeing as how murderous he was looking now), they would lose Harry.

"Excuse us for a moment, while we discuss our decision." Remus said politely, although the wolf inside of him (and himself, he admitted) wanted nothing more than to rip Dumbledore's throat open and use his rib case as a xylophone.

"Of course, take your time." Dumbledore smiled again. What those two chose, didn't matter because in both cases, he would win. Hm, maybe he should insist of letting Harry stay at the Dursleys for a week.

Remus grabbed Sirius' arm and almost dragged him out of the room. He shut the door behind him and used a silencing spell, so that nobody would hear their conversation.

"Can you believe that, Moony? That sick son of a bitch threatens us and my godson! The nerve of him! Well, he can shove that visit up his ass and go to hell, because I won't let Harry go back to those bastards!" Sirius hissed and his eyes burned fiercely.

"Yes, and if you say that, Harry will be taken away from us." Remus said angrily.

"Oh, so I should just let Harry go back, while I promised him he would never see them again? I don't break promises, especially not the ones I made to my godson." Sirius said and crossed his arms.

"No, Sirius, you don't have to break your promise." Remus said calmly, while he was working out his plan. It was about time that Moony would get some play time.

Sirius, who suddenly saw a smirk appear on Remus' face (something that looked strange, considering the fact Remus was normally a gentle and sweet person) got excited. If Remus smiled that way, he had figured out a brilliant plan. "What's your plan, Moony?" He asked.

"We say to Dumbledore we let Harry visit the Dursleys. But instead of letting Harry go to those Muggles, we will be the ones who pay the visit. We find out why they wrote that letter and then we take a little… revenge, which will make sure those Muggles will never attempt to write a letter to Dumbledore again. What do you think?" Remus asked, his amber eyes flashing gold, a sign that Moony was very close to the surface.

"That's the most brilliant plan you ever invented, Moony! Damn, I love you." Sirius exclaimed and hugged Remus tightly.

Remus, who sported a suspicious blush, clapped his friend on the back. "I love you too, Padfoot. Now let go of me, you're suffocating me."

"Sorry. Come on, Moony. Let's go; you give the answer to Dumbledore."

"Why me?"

"I'm afraid I'll ruin our plan otherwise." Sirius smiled strained.

Remus' mouth formed an 'O' in understanding. He nodded and let the silencing spell fall. They went back in the living room and took their seats.

"I trust you made a wise decision?" Dumbledore inquired smiling.

Remus nodded stiffly. "Yes, we decided to let Harry visit. You're right, they are his only family – besides us." He added.

"I knew you would understand it. I'm glad you made the right decision." Dumbledore smiled. "Although I have another favor to ask."

Sirius tensed. "What favor?"

"I think it will be beneficial if Harry stays for a week with his family." Dumbledore still smiled, but his eyes warned them not to go against him.

"Of course, we understand." Remus nodded and tightened his grip on Sirius' arm to prevent him from saying something that could ruin their plan.

"Excellent! Unfortunately, I have to go. Have a good day." Dumbledore beamed and stood up.

"Thank you. You too have a nice day." Remus said politely. Sirius just settled for a smile.

Dumbledore waved and disappeared.

"I have a better idea: let's just bash that old bastard's head in." Sirius growled.

"It is a wonderful plan, Padfoot, but we still follow my plan." Remus said calmly. "But before we go search for some spells, let's go see our godson. I want to know what that old man said to him."

When they walked into the kitchen, they saw Harry standing with the two Malfoys and Snape. The scowl on Snape's face told them Harry had informed him about Sirius and Remus receiving a job.

Harry noticed them and smiled. "And did you accept the job?"

"Of course we did. We would be idiots to say not when our godson recommended us." Sirius chuckled and ruffled through Harry's hair.

"You know, I can make something decent of that hair of you, if you will." Draco offered.

"I'm not a doll, Draco. You stay away from my hair. Just stick to choosing my clothes." Harry rolled his eyes and batted Sirius' hand away.

"He chooses your clothes? I was not aware you weren't capable of dressing yourself, Potter." Snape snorted.

"I am capable! Your godson, on the other hand, goes into a hissy fit every time I try to choose clothes." Harry protested.

Sirius snickered.

"I don't go into a 'hissy fit'! You may capable of choosing clothes, but you can't match them even if your life depended on it." Draco retorted back insulted.

"Why would my life depend on matching clothes?" Harry asked, cocking his head in confusion.

"You're hopeless, Potter! I didn't mean that literally." Draco sighed and clapped his hand to his forehead.

"And you're a vain git, but you don't hear me complaining." Harry replied.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Draco threw his hands up.

"You insisting on dressing me every morning doesn't make sense either."

Snape sighed. "I knew I should have let Draco spend more time with me. Look how he turned out." He mumbled under his breath.

Draco hadn't heard the exact words of Snape, but knew him well enough to suspect it was an insult, so he glared.

"Stop glaring, Draco. It won't impress him; he practically invented the glare." Harry informed him.

Snape smirked.

Draco sighed, scowled for a moment and then stopped glaring.

"My son is whipped." Lucius sighed.

"I am not whipped." Draco said hotly.

"Draco, can you give me more pumpkin juice, please?" Harry asked and gave his glass to him.

"Of course, Harry." Draco smiled and filled the glass again.

"He's whipped." Snape confirmed.

"Oh, shut up." Draco grumbled.

"Can we talk to you?" Remus asked Harry, tired of the banter, although it was amusing to think of a Malfoy whipped.

"Sure." Harry shrugged.

"Let's go to the garden." Remus suggested. "I've noticed Hedwig sitting in the tree. I think she would be happy to have some treats."

Harry chuckled and grabbed the bag with the owl treats. Garin used the opportunity to slither up on Harry's arm to his neck.

"Can I come with you?" Draco asked, not willing to leave Harry's side.

"I don't see why not." Remus sighed silently. Draco was practically attached to Harry's hip. It was a wonder he didn't follow Harry in the shower.

"We're coming too." Lucius announced and rose out of his chair. "If I don't see some sunlight soon, I will get a depression."

"You just want to know what they will be speaking about." Snape rolled his eyes and sighed.

"That is not true. I just want to enjoy the summer breeze." Lucius huffed.

Snape shook his head, but didn't reply.

"Meow." Sapphire tapped her paw against Draco's leg, wanting his attention.

Draco looked down and smirked. "Want a lift?"

Sapphire purred and rubbed her head against his leg.

Draco raised an eyebrow amused and bent down to pick up the cat.

Sapphire dug her nails lightly in to support her and rested her eyes on her master. If one of those evil ginger things tried to touch her master again, she would do more damage than just a scratch. Sapphire still had to figure out what she would do to that wrinkly nasty smelling thing.

The group made their way outside and sat on the two benches. Harry whistled and his snow white owl, Hedwig, flew over. She perched herself on Harry's knee and didn't fly away when Ruby laid his head on Harry's lap. She was used to the other animals now.

"What did Dumbledore exactly say to you, Prongslet?" Sirius asked, slightly concerned.

"He said he's going to give me lessons in Defense against the Dark Arts, Charms and Occlumency, because Voldemort's back." Harry replied moodily. "Can't you teach me Occlumency, professor Snape?"

Snape hid his surprise. "I thought you hated me teaching you Occlumency, Potter? It wasn't a success."

"Occlumency is a pain in the ass." Harry admitted.

"Harry!" Remus scolded lightly.

"Sorry. Either way, you already know almost everything of me. Dumbledore doesn't. I reckon he won't be happy once he knows how I really think of him. With you, it won't make any difference." Harry shrugged.

"Do you want to learn Occlumency?"

"No, I'd rather not learn it, but I suppose I have to."

"I'll think about it."

"Oh and Harry, thank you for recommending us." Remus smiled gratefully.

"Why did you choose us, though?" Sirius asked curiously.

"You're the only ones who haven't tried to kill me and we will learn from you, something other DADA teachers didn't do." Harry answered lightly.

"Well, thank you." Remus chuckled.

"No problem. Say, Sirius, when will you start teaching me to drive?"

"I was thinking of starting the day after tomorrow." Sirius answered.

"Cool."

"I'll come with you." Remus and Draco both said at the same time.

Harry rolled his eyes and Sirius huffed.

"Don't you trust me?" Sirius pouted.

"It's just a precaution." Remus smiled.

The rest of the day was spent in the garden, lounging. Remus began to plot his plan. Oh, he would get revenge on that Muggles. They would rue the day they decided to hurt his cub. Yes, revenge would be sweet.

Never try to hurt a cub of a werewolf.

AN2: So what did you think of it? Was it good? I hope so!

Please leave your thoughts behind in a review! I see you all this Friday again

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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