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Of Shield and Sheath	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 17446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Of Shield and sheath

Pairing: future DracoxHarry

Summary: A foolhardy Dumbledore attempts to change fate, he gains more and less then he bargained for. Creature fic. Future Mpreg.

Author's Note: For Jannafrancine who has guessed a small portion of this story's plot. Sequel to Cadmus and the Phoenix.

Not a poll but a question, does anyone think I should find a way to bring Lily back? Ideas?

Chapter 10- Halloween Drama

For the most part Harry was bogged down with his studies and his dreams that expounded upon his lessons.

Any questions he had about his potions or even any of his classes he had Ieson and his mother to ask. Sometimes he even slept with his essays so Lily could help him.

She had been quite dismayed at his writing skills as well as his wandwork so she’d corrected both quickly.

While he couldn’t brew in his dreams she helped him with his written work.

He enjoyed his dream lessons almost more then his waking ones because he preferred his teachers who could give him one on one and address any thing lacking without him feeling on display.

Halloween was their first real holiday since term began. Classes ended an hour early so that they could relax before the party.

He also slipped away after classes on Fridays when he got out early for extra potions lessons where he could here more stories about his mum. It was always nice to find Draco there too he felt calmer and more at ease when Draco was there.

Halloween dawned cool, the sun hid mostly by fluffy white clouds. With a gentle breeze that whistled past windows…

They had a charms lesson that morning before lunch…

They were practicing the levitation charm that Harry had learnt in summer.

Harry was the first to accomplish it…

Thus being award ten points to Gryffindor which made him scowl.

Lucky too since Seamus ended up causing it to burst into flames when he lost his temper after his fifth failure.

Fascinated Harry cupped the flames before putting it out with conjured water.

He was chided for his foolhardiness but he was awarded five points for keeping a cool head and another five putting out the fire.

Hermione Granger was the second to manage the levitation charm after a whispered hint.

She was partnered with Neville.

Between Hermione and Harry, they managed to help Neville accomplish the charm.

Once Neville had successfully levitated the feather, Hermione nudged Neville to show Seamus how to do it.

Neville blushed when he was awarded ten points for assisting a classmate.

For which Seamus and Harry clasped him on the back.

XoooooX

Seamus and Harry were listening to Neville babble about how excited he was to have gotten the charm right before the end of class.

They didn’t hear Ron.

He leaned in to hiss in Hermione’s ear. “If you hadn’t been all high and mighty you would have realized that Harry’s instructions were right and yours were wrong. It’s your fault Neville took so long. If you’d learn to be silent you’d actually have friends. You irritate people every time you open your mouth beaver girl.”

Hermione’s eyes filled with tears and she took off at a dead run.

XoooooX

The three boys blinked at her back.

Harry frowned, “What’s wrong with Hermione?”

Neville blinked, “Are we late to Defence?”

Harry cast the tempus charm, “No, we’ve got lunch remember?”

“What is wrong with her then? Could she have left her defence essay in the Tower?” Seamus shrugged.

“Well we’d better head to the Great Hall.”

To their surprise Hermione never came to lunch.

They made their way to Defence when Blaise and Draco saved them seats.

They had the front row in all of their shared classes.

Harry had long gotten used to Pansy’s glowers.

Greg Goyle and Vince Crabbe had begrudgingly accepted them into their circle at Draco’s declaration.

Seamus’ Grandfather was a respected pureblood lord even if his mother had married a Muggle. His aunt, her elder sister had made a respectable Bonding to another pureblood family, the O’Mordhas.

Neville was the Longbottom heir and Harry of course was the Potter heir; that did make them relatively equals to Draco and his childhood companions.

Harry was careful to take good notes knowing Hermione would need a copy.

Between himself and Draco they had a decent take on the contents of the lesson.

XoooooX

It wasn’t until he was on his way to dinner with Neville and Seamus that he overhead two of the girls from Hermione’s dorm talking.

“You saw Hermione?” Lavender asked.

The Gryffindor Patil twin nodded.

“Where’d she take off to Pavarti?” Lavender frowned.

“She’s in the third floor bathroom crying, she wouldn’t tell me why. We’re not friends so I suppose she doesn’t trust me. She said she wouldn’t come down to dinner either. She’ll be starving so I’ll bring her something. I wonder if Potter’s gang of boys said something? I thought they were nicer then that…” Pavarti shrugged.

Harry was upset, she was hiding in a bathroom and her dormmates thought her crying was their fault?

Then to make the entire day seem even worse their very odd professor stumbled into the Great Hall rather late mumbling about a troll in the dungeons.

They were immediately ordered to the common rooms by the odious Headmaster.

“Come on students. Gryffindors with me.” The twins’ prat of a prefect brother pontificated. “Stay together now.”

A word Harry learned in school, a punishment his previous teacher had for late students or those who didn’t do their work was to copy a set number of pages from the dictionary ten times or more. Pontificated was one of the words he’d been forced to learn.

Harry had no problem following like a good dog until he saw the third floor landing. He’d sat with Neville, Seamus and the twins Mayhem and Mischief which usually included Lee Jordan or Loki as they all called him, so they promptly crashed into him when he stopped suddenly.

If it weren’t for the twins’ quick reflexes in steadying him he’d have landed on his nose and become an odd carpet to walk on.

“What’s wrong?”

“Yeah Hermes what’s the matter?”

“It’s Hermione…” Harry frowned, “She didn’t come to dinner so she won’t know about the troll. She’s all alone…”

Fred looked really worried, “Where is she? I didn’t see her come to Lunch either…”

“Pavarti said she’s crying in the bathroom…” Harry offered nervously.

“Which one?” Fred seemed worried.

“She said the one on this floor. Hermione tore off after Charms in tears but we couldn’t figure out why.” Harry offered still slightly perplexed.

The rest of their House had dutifully left for the Tower under the leadership of Perfect Prefect Percy leaving them alone.

They slipped aside to the third floor to find the girls’ bathroom.

They arrived to find a smirking Ron.

“I found the troll. Help me lock the door. If we manage to trap it them then we’ll get points.” The gangly First year said smugly.

Fred scowled, “Are you crazy? Taking on a full-grown mountain troll is best left to more trained wizards.

“You going help me or spout off like Percy?” Ron sneered.

“Fine.” Fred grumbled.

They had no sooner looked the door before they heard a girl’s scream.

“Merlin’s beard you idiot boy.” Fred snarled, shoving Ron to the floor, “Mischief give me a hand.”

George helped him unlock the door and tear it open.

The troll was covered in dirt and unmentionables; its club was more menacing then a beaters bat.

Hermione was crouched in a corner, her face tear streaked and shaking.

“Distraction?” George asked.

“Yes please. I’ll be rescuing the damsel. In a different scenario I think she’d be rescuing us but just this once will do.” Fred muttered slinking along the wall under a notice-me-not charm.

George shouted, “Come on you big ugly mountain!”

Harry hissed, “What are you doing?”

“Giving Mayhem a chance to get Hermione. Come on give a bloke a hand.”

“How?” Neville whispered.

“Buck up. There are times to hide behind skirts and times to stand up and be a man. You’re a Gryffindor Neville.” George tossed back.

Distraction huh? Harry frowned fingering his wand before pointing his wand between Hermione, her rescuer and the troll. He had learned to control this spell, and used the blasting curse. He also cast a shield charm at Hermione and Fred a heartbeat later.

The shield would protect them from the shock of the blast and the shards of stone.

Seamus had since joined George in distracting the Troll with loud shouts.

The stun of the blast caused the troll to drop his club.

To their surprise as soon as their hearing was returned, Neville shouted the levitation charm.

The troll’s club rose into the air, following his wand’s aim.

“Finite!” Ron yelled.

The club dropped like a stone, hitting the Troll’s skull with all the force of a falling boulder.

Fred had a still hysterical Hermione crying into his shirt and was soothing her.

“What in the world is going on here?”

Standing in the doorway to the bathroom were three professors: Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick.

Ron glanced at the Headmaster, “Hermione wasn’t at dinner so she didn’t know about the troll. The professors all disappeared before we could tell. We didn’t want to fight the troll. We just wanted to get Hermione to the Tower. We found her trapped in the bathroom.”

“That was our plan…” Harry frowned, “But you weren’t there when we came up with it, when we came looking for her you were locking the troll in the bathroom.”

“I didn’t know she was there!” Ron pouted.

“I got Hermione but the others were distracting it. If we had another choice we would have used it. We’re sorry we didn’t go to the tower but she’s our friend.” Fred said still petting her hair in a soothing motion that seemed oddly fluid.

She seemed to calm instinctively now that the danger had passed.

“Well I perceive that none were truly in danger.” Dumbledore shrugged, “Although such exploits could have resulted in danger. A full-grown mountain troll could have injured or killed you. I strongly recommend that even in duty to protect a friend that you do not willingly seek danger. However, you did disobey. I believe that your punishment should be to help the house elves, Hagrid and Filch to clean the Great Hall. Perhaps, hard work will make you think twice about such heroics.”

Harry frowned, “We’re being punished? We only wanted to help Hermione escape? She had no one to help her. If we can’t come she’d have been hurt or worse.”

“Now Mr. Potter, we can’t have one set of rules for you and another set for everyone else. How can that ever be considered fair?” Dumbledore said with laughing eyes.

“We weren’t trying to be disobedient; we were trying to make sure we all ended up in the Tower safely which is what we were told to do. If we could have avoided the troll we would have. I didn’t know anything about it. It was Fred who said that we had to distract it so he could rescue Hermione. We just followed George’s lead.” Harry protested.

“However you were told to go directly to your common rooms. You were not to make any detours.” Dumbledore tossed back still smiling but it was tighter.

“In light of the fact that you were successful against the troll and did rescue a friend I am tempted to give you points. Then there is the fact that you disobeyed even if it were unintentional and with good reason. Therefore I will be giving you all ten points for rescuing a friend and ten points for bravery. However, I must also take points so it will be ten points a piece for disobeying the Headmaster and you will go help clean the Great Hall. With the exception of Mr. Fred Weasley who will take Ms. Granger to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey will check her over and you will spend as punishment one afternoon helping Madam Pomfrey as she needs. Most likely your task will be to scrub bedpans without magic.” Their Head of House offered.

Fred gave her a rakish salute and slipped his arm under Hermione’s still shaky knees. He carried her in the direction of the stairs they’d come.

“Well? You are going to your detention are you not Mr. Potter?” Dumbledore drawled.

Harry sniffed, “With extreme prejudice. I feel the punishment is unwarranted. We did not set about to be disobedient. You’ve had a jaded opinion of me from Sorting. I don’t know what I did to upset you but at my age surely we make mistakes. You’re treating me like I do this for attention. I think that is unfair. You don’t even know me and yet you judge me harshly. I’ll do my best to stay away from you. Then perhaps, you will find little to find fault with.”

Where he got that sort of confidence he wasn’t quite sure but he stomped off in a temper heading for the Great Hall to fulfil his ‘detention’.

At least Hermione wasn’t being punished; he’d be even more upset.

Poor Neville was quaking in his shoes, while George and Seamus were furious.

Ron was oddly smug, “Well that’s what we deserve for breaking rules. Not that it wasn’t fun you know taking down a troll.”

“If you hadn’t tricked Fred into locking it in there with her,” George scowled.

“Who says I knew she was in there?” Ron asked all innocent.

“Knowing you?” George snorted, “I doubt that. You’re up to no good as usual.”

Ron pouted, “You always say that! You’re so mean. You and Fred always ignore me; you never let me play with you. You’ve made friends with most of the boys in my year and leave me to be ignored. It’s not fair! Why should you two be friends with Harry? You’re too old for him! You’re always in trouble!”

“Pranks are one thing.” George rolled his eyes, “Being deliberately hurtful is different, I draw a line there.”

“Hard to believe someone like you have limits.” Ron scowled.

“That’s because for all your spying habits you fail to understand something imperative.” George snorted, “You’re nuts if you don’t realize something important.”

“What is that?” Ron frowned.

“Fred and I are friends with these kids, we are older yes but that’s because we’ve taken an interest in them. They are to be considered under our protection, guardianship if you will. I know the entire team is protective of Harry, something you would be wise to consider.” George snapped just as they reached the Great Hall.

They pushed open the doors.

Filch glowered at them, “Got lost again?”

George smirked, “Nope. We’ve been assigned to help you clean the Great Hall.”

“By who?” Hagrid frowned.

“The Headmaster.” Harry scowled, practically spiting the words.

“Well I’ll be. You be just like yer da’, up to tricks then.” Hagrid laughed. “Well you kids can polish the house tables. Filch and I will take care of rest.”

Harry snorted and went to polish the Slytherin table.

An odd creature about Harry’s stature with huge eyes and large pointed ears wearing a starched pillow case bowed, “You be helping?”

“Yes.” Harry nodded.

“Use this polish and rub hard. Like this.” The creature showed him, “Dika come check later.”

“Thank you Dika. I’ll try to do a good job.”

The creature bowed. “Harry Potter be kind and brave. We know what you did for the girl. Come by the kitchens we’ll set things aside for you.”

“Where are the kitchens?” Harry frowned.

“Ask Master George. He comes down a lot.” Dika bowed and went to instruct George how to polish the Ravenclaw table.

Seamus and Neville claimed Gryffindor leaving Ron to polish Hufflepuffs glowering dreadfully. To make it even worse, Hufflepuff was beside Slytherin.

“You aren’t seriously going to give that a good polish.” Ron hissed.

Harry frowned at him, “Why not? I was told to polish a table. I intend to do just that.”

“But why the snakes’ table?” Ron snorted.

“Because no one else would and it had to be done.” Harry shrugged, deciding to ignore the brat and put all his strength into polishing the table. He was extra careful to buff Draco and Blaise’s customary seats to a brilliant shine.

It was almost half past ten when they finished polishing the tables by hand.

They were exhausted while Hagrid dismissed them. They were on their way up the stairs when Dika appeared with a tray of food.

“Dika hold back the best for young masters. Dika bring it to master’s dormitory.”

The boys nodded gratefully before sleepily making their way to the Tower.

Fred was the only one really waiting up.

“Hermione’s in bed. Since blokes can’t enter the girls’ dormitory I had Angelina put her to bed. She’s in a right state. She’ll be fine by morning but she had a bit of a fright.” Fred shrugged.

“Where is everyone?” George asked looking around.

“Percy sent them all to bed and I snuck back down later. I wanted to be sure you got back alright.” Fred shrugged.

“Dika is bringing some leftovers for us to Harry’s dormitory. Want to join us?” George asked with a yawn.

The four First Years and two Third Years made their way to the First Year Boys’ Dormitory where they wolfed down the snacks Dika had left for them.

Neville and Harry fell asleep first so the twins put them to bed using switching charms to dress them in their night clothes.

Seamus and Ron stumbled off to bed and passed out before changing but the twins were already on their way to their own beds.

This night had been an adventure not to be soon forgot…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N: I don't believe I did any real quoting in this chapter so i should be safe...

Reggie - Well Dumbles is that annoying and the Hat clearly wasn't going to send Harry when Dumbles wanted him and it is part of dumbledork's established character so you'll have to bear with it. I am glad you're still enjoying the story regardless. Thanks for reading!
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