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Harry Potter; Year One: The Sorcerer's Stone	By : Chrysania Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9106 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: And here is Chapter Twelve!!!!! Yay! Go me! Ron finally gets his comeuppance like he deserves� Yay!

Why doesn�t anyone read author�s notes anymore? Hmmm�.

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The walk to dinner is quite uneventful. Harry notes that Draco is walking with Pansy, Millicent, and Blaise, but doesn�t say anything about it. In fact, she pointedly ignores it.

Upon entering the Great Hall, the three girls position themselves so that they can watch the goings on. Draco, Millicent, and Blaise sit directly across from them, but don�t say anything.

Harry looks at Draco, concerned by his silence. Draco doesn�t look at her. He looks down at his plate with all the interest of someone who has found the meaning of life. Every now and then, Harry watches his head move, his eyes stealing glances at Harry. He finally lifts his eyes, looking at Harry, and they hold remorse. Draco seems to be sorry for what he did.

After spending the entirety of the break, thinking about what Daphne told him, what he did, how he hurt Harry. However, he doesn�t want to talk to Harry. He doesn�t want to push her; remind her of her cousin even more than he already does.

Draco sees that Harry is looking at him, staring at him even. When he finally musters the courage to look her in the eyes, he�s surprised by what he sees. He expected loathing. Even fear. But Harry looks worried. �About him. Draco�s surprise must show on his face because Harry smiles at him.

Draco opens his mouth, but Harry shakes her head. Draco looks hurt and confused. Harry mouths, �later� at him and Draco nods.

Suddenly, Draco hears a commotion behind him and Harry�s smile turns vindictive. Draco turns around to see twin redheads and three spirits causing a commotion at the Gryffindor table. The twins seem to be arguing about something while one of the spirits, Draco recognizes it as the Gryffindor Ghost, seems to be heatedly involved in a discussion with another spirit, he vaguely recalls him being called Peeves, that includes trying to throw him out of the great hall. The final spirit, however, seems to be hovering over the table looking greatly amused by the spectacle.

Draco notes that the final spirit, Draco thinks that it�s the Slytherin Ghost, finally joins the confrontation with Peeves. The twins� argument progresses into a full-blown row that knocks people over and falls onto the Gryffindor table. The two boys only get halfway down the table when the headmaster stands up.

�Silence!�

The two boys, and the two spirits, stop moving immediately.

�Clean this up.� He looks at the twin boys when he says that. �Peeves, remove yourself from this hall now.� Peeves disappears through the wall upon hearing the Headmaster�s demand, and the other two look earnestly contrite.

Dumbledore looks furious, but Harry sees the twinkle in his eyes that shows his entertainment. He watches the twin boys pull their wands and clean up the mess they made with the fight they had whose origins no one is sure of. He watches until the table set right and sits down again.

Dinner continues on for another five minutes, when it�s interrupted again; this time by a terrified scream. The entire great hall turns, once again, to the Gryffindor table where another redhead, Ronald Weasley, is backing away from the table, waving his hands in front of his face, and trying to run while keeping his eyes on the entire hall.

Watching him, Harry thinks it may have been a bad idea to do this in the Great Hall during dinner when every student, teacher, faculty member, and ghost, is in attendance. To give herself some credit, however, the potion was a little vague. Give your enemy spider�s eyes could have meant any number of things and Professor Snape�s description �Or, in actuality, eyes that only see spiders� also could have multiple meanings. It could have meant that the weasel�s eyes only zeroed in on the spiders present in the room.

However, it appears that the boy is seeing everyone as a spider. Even though she feels a little bad about the outcome, but the potion will wear off in about an hour.

Ronald Weasley cowers against a wall, trying to shield his eyes from the sight and whimpering. Several Gryfindors walk towards the cringing boy only to have him recoil in absolute terror.

�Leave him be!�

The students back away from the terrified boy and look up at the headmaster in confusion.

�It is apparent that the boy has found himself one of the many traps that Hogwarts has stored within its walls. We shall have to wait until the effects wear off so that we may find out where the boy found this trap and check it. It may simply be a one-time trap that he set off. However, there have been many traps found within the walls of this fine educational facility that have reset after each use. It would be unwise for us to simply assume that the trap will not reset itself after afflicting our young first year with something quite terrible judging by his screams.�

The students back away from the terrified boy even more. Several actually start leaving the Great Hall. Dumbledore nods at that course of action. �That is a good idea. Let us leave the poor boy alone. If the Gryffindor prefects could stand outside the doors, that would be most helpful.�

Another redhead, this one quite pompous, nods and instantly takes up arms next to the door. Another student, however, never steps forward. Dumbledore looks around the room. As do several staff members, and the redheaded prefect.

Another student steps forward. It�s a girl in the Ravenclaw colors. She has long, curly, brown, well closer to mahogany than brown, hair and crystal clear hazel eyes. She smiles sweetly at the Headmaster.

�I was talking to Anne before it happened. A first year was having issues so she went upstairs to help them.� Dumbledore looks thoughtfully at the girl. �I can stand watch with Percy, Headmaster.�

�Very well, Penelope.� He turns to walk out of the great hall, signaling that everyone else should leave as well, but stops. �I am glad that house rivalries have not torn you and your sister apart. That would have been most unfortunate.�

Penelope laughs and it sounds like tinkling bells and someone scratching a chalkboard. �I do not think that, even if I had been in Slytherin, my sister and I could ever be separated by something so� trivial.�

Dumbledore nods and the girl moves to stand on the other side of the door. The student body files out of the great hall, each house heading back to their own dorms to discuss what happened. In actuality, the only house not already discussing the event is Slytherin. The Slytherins are silent, almost somber, as they begin their trek into the dungeons.

�Harriet.� Harry turns around to see the Headmaster a few feet away from her. �Could I speak with you for a moment?�

Harry nods to her friends. They stop, almost all of the first year Slytherins, and move a distance away to give the semblance of privacy.

�I understand that Mr. Weasley has been nothing short of terrible to you since finding out that you are who you are, and I would like to apologize for him. However, I think that someone such as yourself might find some friends amongst the lions. Not all of them are as stuck on the �Slytherin=bad� train as Mr. Weasley. I hope that you will listen to this so that the unpleasantness of today will not grow into an all-out confrontation between Slytherin and Gryffindor.�

Harry nods. �Thank you, Headmaster. I shall take that into consideration.� She looks around the hall to see her friends in Slytherin, the Weasley twins, and the pudgy blonde boy from Gryffindor. �Headmaster,� Dumbledore looks at her, �I was wondering who that is.�

Dumbledore turns around to look at the person she�s pointing at. The boy squeaks and tries to hide, but Albus Dumbledore spots him before he�s fully concealed.

�That, Miss Potter, is Neville Longbottom.�

Harry nods with a smile at the Headmaster. Albus smiles back and walks away from her. Instead of walking back to her Slytherin friends and traversing the dungeons, Harry walks towards the terrified lion.

She stops directly in front of him and smiles shyly. The boy quickly peak out of his hiding spot, then comes out entirely, and smiles in return; equally as shyly.

�Hello. I�m Harry Potter.�

�N-Neville�Longb-bottom.�

Harry smiles. �It�s nice to meet you, Neville. And thank you for not telling Ron about the hinges.�

Neville blushes scarlet at that. �It wasn�t very Gryffindor of me.�

Harry shakes her head. �I think it was. It�s very brave to do that. After all, if Ron ever found out�� She leaves the sentence hanging, knowing that Neville will fill it in, in his own mind. �But, we can help with that.�

Neville pauses in his terrified shaking at the thought of what the scary redhead would do to him, and looks at the Slytherin. �What?�

Harry smiles at him. �Hermione, Daphne, and I, have so many books about defense and potions and so on, that we could help you defend yourself against the easily annoyed redhead.�

�Are you offering to�hang out with me?�

Harry nods at him, a big grin on her face. She realizes that, if she were a boy, she would probably be like this boy; terrified, alone, and no friends.

�When are your free periods?�

�I have one in the morning tomorrow after Transfigurations.�

Harry�s smile brightens considerably. �So do we.�

�And one in the afternoon, I think. �Some time in there.�

�We have one in the afternoon, too, but we�re doing astronomy. The classroom portion of it, anyway.�

Neville nods his head excitedly. �Ours was this afternoon. So�um�can we meet tomorrow morning?�

�Sure. We�ll just walk straight from Transfigurations.�

Neville looks nervous again. �The Gryffindors will not be pleased with that.�

Harry thinks about it for a second. �Tell them that you earned our trust and are now spying on us. Either that or we scare you too much to have said no to the suggestion.�

Neville�s head nods so fast that Harry fears it will fall off. The two say their good-byes and the boy sprints off to his own dorms.

�That�s really sweet of you. Ron�s really hard on that boy. It will be nice to see Ron get his ass kicked by� What was it that Ron called him?�

�I believe it was �a failure of a Gryffindor and wizard.��

�Right� It will be nice to see him get his��

��ass kicked by someone��

��other than us.�

Harry turns and looks at the Weasley twins. �Yes, well, Neville needs some friends and Ron needs to be knocked down a few pegs. I think of it as killing two birds with one stone. Ron gets knocked down a few pegs by Neville, whose self-confidence is thoroughly boosted by having friends who don�t care what house he�s in.�

The Weasley twins look at her in confusion. �You sure you�re not a Gryffindor?� Harry looks at them skeptically, �because that whole �friend� speech brought a tear to my eye. I think I may go off and befriend some helpless little Hufflepuff for that exact reason.�

Harry growls at them. �Stop that. I�m just pointing out a fact. And, if I happened to be labeled a lion in snakeskin, so be it. The boy needs some friends. I saw him in Potions today and he looks ready to run screaming from the room. Of course, that may have been due to Professor Snape more than anything. But I think that he could be confident, even in the face of an irate Snape. With the proper encouragement, of course.�

The twins laugh and disappear. Literally. Harry looks around the hall, but can�t see them, and decides to head back to the dungeons.

When she turns around, she finds herself faced with all of the Slytherin first years, the Bloody Baron, and Adrian Pucey.

�Ummm�Hello?�

Hermione and Daphne are smiling, knowing exactly what�s going on, but everyone else looks confused, angry, or downright malevolent.

Adrian Pucey steps forward. �Explain.�

Harry looks around the, now mostly empty, hall and sighs. She looks at the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw guarding the door to the Great Hall. They must have heard everything.

�Don�t worry, Harry. I completely agree with you and, surprisingly, my brothers. My poor, misguided, little brother, Ron, needs to be brought down a few pegs. He is far too cocky for his own good.�

Harry nods to the redhead and looks across the door to the Ravenclaw.

She simply shrugs. �That boy is so obsessed with the separation of the houses that he probably wouldn�t believe anything I told him anyway. So don�t worry about me.�

Harry nods a thank you to the two of them. She turns back to her friends and sighs. �What do you want to know about? Neville or the twins?�

�Both.�

Harry sighs and delves into the story once again. �Ronald Weasley has been nothing but unpleasant since I got here� Well, no, that�s not accurate� More like, since he found out who I am. At first, I could handle it. It wasn�t a big deal. I can handle insults and pushing and his bigotry. However, when he steals something from me and almost gets me expelled from school, I knew that it was time to fight back. Being only the first day of school, I was not expecting to have to deal with someone hating me from the get-go. However, it seems that the fates have decided to barter against me. So, I now have an easily angered redhead trying to get me expelled, or give me bodily harm. So I have decided that the boy needs to be brought down a little. The Weasley twins started helping me with my plans this afternoon. And Neville helped me earlier by not telling Ron when I did something. So, I figured it would help everything if we befriended them. We can help Neville so that Ron can�t hurt him, thereby bringing him down because he thinks that Neville is a bad wizard. The Weasley twins can help us because they are the prank-masters of the school�From what I�ve heard, anyway. And, besides, he�s so obsessed with the separation of the houses, that just being friends, or just nice, to the other houses will piss him off. So, what do you think?�

It�s actually the Bloody Baron who speaks. �So we�re going to fight fire with�Nice?�

Harry nods and Adrian laughs. �That�s great. The older years will love this! We�re going to end house rivalries because one boy thinks that co-mingling between the houses is wrong. Great, just great!�

With that said, Adrian Pucey disappears down the stairs. He heads back to the common room to tell everyone the plans.

Draco speaks up next. �We should be heading to Astronomy. We�re probably not going to do anything today, but we still need to be there.�

The group heads off to Astronomy, not speaking about Harry�s �idea.� The class passes uneventfully, the Hufflepuffs too afraid to really do anything to them. However, they do start implementing the plan. Draco helps a Hufflepuff adjust the telescope they were using. Pansy has a conversation with a few of the Hufflepuff girls that ends in a giggle-fest. Tracey seems to catch on quickly, considering she has n idea what�s going on, and gets a few of the Hufflepuff boys to help her with her own telescope.

All-in-all, the class is very helpful towards their cause of pissing off Ron Weasley by ending the house separation.

And, back in his office, the Headmaster�s eyes twinkle merrily. �Even in Slytherin, she is accomplishing some good. Maybe, just maybe, it is Lily�s daughter who will end the separation.� Dumbledore takes a small, lemon-flavored candy out of a dish and sucks on it merrily. �Maybe, just maybe, we will win this war this next time around.�

Back in the Astronomy tower, the class packs up and everyone heads off to their respective dorms. The Slytherins and Hufflepuffs part amicably, even waving good-bye with genuine smiles on their faces.

When the Hufflepuffs get back to their dorms, they tell their companions. Naturally, of course, none of the other Hufflepuffs believe. They vow that they will prove it in the morning.

The Slytherins, however, walk back to their dorms quite happy with how the plan is developing. Harry gets them to the common room without getting lost or hurt. When they arrive, it�s to the whole of the Slytherin house, several ghosts, and Professor Snape all crowded into the common room.

�Explain.�

Harry sighs. �All right� You all know what happened this morning.� Everyone nods, they know. �Okay, well when I thought I was going to be expelled, I decided that I wasn�t going to let Ron get away with it. When I found out I wasn�t going to be expelled, I vowed that I would get him back. On the way back from meeting with the headmaster, I ran into the Weasley twins, who apologized; the Gryffindor ghost, who also apologized and told me that he didn�t really like Ron; and Peeves, who wanted to play. So, Peeves and I started a game. It�s kind of a prank war. Peeves and I can prank Ron Weasley at anytime, so long as no one else is caught in it, it cannot include the Gryffindor dorms or common room, and Potions is the only class that�s fair game.� Professor Snape glowers at that one, but Harry continues. �I pulled a prank on him this afternoon that consisted of moving the hinges of our Defense classroom door from inside to outside. Neville Longbottom, a Gryffindor ostracized by his peers, saw me do it and proceeded to move out of the way. He did not, however, inform the Weasel of what happened. Wesel�s nose was broken and he missed the first defense class. I was, also, the one who managed to get a potion snuck into his drink at dinner.� Harry sees the question of everyone�s faces and answers it before it�s actually asked. �It was the Occulus Arachnus. Peeves, the Bloody Baron, Nearly Headless Nick, and the Weasley twins all helped to get it there.� Now understanding the commotion at dinner, the Slytherins laugh.

Harry waits for the laughing to die down before she continues. �I believe that Headmaster Dumbledore actually knows what�s going on. When I went to see Professor Snape about potions ingredients, the Headmaster told me �I know he is quite deserving of a lot, but do try to keep him out of the Hospital Wing.� So I think that he knows what�s going on.�

�And while we were upstairs he told Harry that she should try and befriend some Gryffindors because �not all of them are as stuck on the �Slytherin=bad� train as Mr. Weasley.��

Harry nods. �It�s true. The Weasel is so stuck on the separation of houses that he won�t befriend anyone outside of his own. So, by being nice to the other houses, we will be pissing him off to the point that he will stay away from us. Not to mention, if he attacks some Slytherin and a Hufflepuff starts yelling at him for it, it will bring him down really hard.� Harry smirks at her fellow Slytherins maliciously.

A ghost, a girl by what Harry can see, glides forward. She�s quite tall and rather scholarly-looking. �So, young one, you are suggesting that the house rivalries, which have existed since the founding of the school, be set aside because it will make one boy�s stay in Hogwarts unpleasant?�

Harry hadn�t thought about it like that. The way the ghost said it, it sounds kind of juvenile. But Harry recovers quickly. �That is the main reasoning behind it, yes. But, there are other factors to be thought of.� The Slytherins and others look at her curiously. �Since finding out about the Wizarding world, and my heritage, I�ve been reading. There has been any number of Dark Lords who have taken hold of the Wizarding World because they prey on ignorance. The lack of understanding between muggleborns and purebloods has created a rift in the�in OUR world. Because the purebloods are unwilling to look past the blood issue, they find themselves dwindling in number. And, I don�t care what the royal family says, inbreeding is not the only option. It doesn�t take away from your family, or your blood, to breed with muggles, muggleborns, half-bloods, or any number of other things that I�m sure exist in this world. Making nice with the other houses, befriending them, is just one step towards ending this vicious cycle that the world seems to have found itself stuck in. If we do not learn from past mistakes, we are doomed to repeat them.�

The Slytherins, even Hermione and Daphne, look at their friend in shock. The ghost, however, looks quite pleased. �You are well-educated young one. Very well, I shall speak with the Ravenclaws��

�What do you mean I can�t join in?! That�s not fair! I want to play!�

Four ghosts glide into the common room. All of the spirits present look at them in shock. The one that just spoke has fiery red hair that hasn�t deteriorated in color despite that fact that he�s dead, tan skin, and is quite tall. His eyes, which seem just as bright as any living person�s, are almost pure black, but shine blue when the torchlight catches them just right. He�s wearing clothing straight out of 11th century England. The clothes seem to be mostly red and gold. He�s holding a shield with a stylized, very British, Lion adorning its face.

The other three are equally strange. The other man is slightly taller, and thinner, than the redhead. His hair is bright, bright, white-blonde and hanging down past his shoulders. His eyes, similar to the other man�s, are so dark as to appear black, but flicker purple in the torchlight. His clothing consists of greens and silver. He carries no shield, but he has an arm bard with a wyrm on it.

The first woman has pure black hair, kept tied at the nape of her neck. Her skin is almost white and she has bright blue eyes. Her gown is entirely blue, with bronze accents. Over her shoulder is a sash with a Drafn surrounded by books. On her nose sits a pair of tiny little glasses, and she appears to be carrying a very real book in her hands.

The final member of the group is another young woman. Her hair is dirt brown that cascades down, past her shoulders, to curl by her hips. Her hair seems to change color, slowly fading into green the further down her body it is. Her eyes are bright magenta that fade to a pale pink on the outside. Her clothes are almost entirely yellow and black with a little purple here and there. She has a rather large belt with a boar surrounded by flowers and vines embroidered on it.

�You don�t get to complain, Rick, I�m a bloody badger! What in the world is that?!�

The four ghosts stop and look around the room. �Well �ello there. How bodes this great and fine evening for�.�

�Oh shut it, Godric. Just speak like a normal person.�

Godric growls at the blonde. �Stow it Sally! Don�t make me beat you at chess again!�

�One time! Out of the 500 times we�ve played, you beat me once!!!!! Now I get to hear about this forever! And you won�t give a rematch. It was a fluke Godric, an f-l-u-k-e, FLUKE!�

The two men quickly resort to throwing punches at each other. Finally, after much yelling and swearing and using knives, forks, and spoons, and when the dust settles, for there is always dust after a great battle�. Godric and Sally are panting and glaring at each other still.

�Would you two just return to your quarters and shag already!!!! The sexual tension is quite annoying and very unsettling.�

The black-haired woman looks positively sheepish when all heads turn to her after her outburst. �I�m sorry. That was entirely uncalled for.�

�Oh no you don�t, Row! Don�t take it back! That was bloody brilliant and someone needed to tell them. It�s about time too, I was going to try and figure out how to lock them in a room together pretty soon.�

Row looks entirely too thoughtful about the idea. �That�s a good idea. We should try it. Although, given our luck, the two of them will simply try to kill each other again.�

�Eh�It�s not like they�ll succeed. We�re already dead.�

The two women nod to each other and seem to disappear into their thoughts. Hermione clears her throat to get their attention. When all four of them look at her, she blushes slightly. �Ummm�.Who are you?�

The four of them freeze and look at each other. �We would forget to introduce ourselves. We�ve been hiding in the school for so long, we forget that you can�t see us as well as we can see you. Anywho� I�m Helga Hufflepuff, this is my girlfriend Rowena Ravenclaw, the redhead�s Godric Gryffindor, and the blonde one, who may someday be Godric�s boyfriend, if they can ever stop hiding in the Nile, is Salazar Slytherin.�

The room erupts in pure chaos and pandemonium. The students start yelling, the Bloody Baron starts yelling, and Professor Snape simply stares at the ghosts, dumbfounded. Harry looks at Hermione, pleading with her eyes. The sounds hurt her ears, and Hermione�s more likely to know than her or Daphne, what to do.

�Silencio!� The whole room is silent, even though everyone�s mouths are still moving. After a few minutes, they seem to notice that they�re not making any noise and turn to the three girls. �The founders of Hogwarts, who have not been seen for about a thousand years, just introduced themselves to us and you are being entirely too rude about the whole thing.� She turns to the four ghosts and smiles innocently. �I am Hermione Granger. This is my good friends Harriet Potter. That is Daphne Greengrass, another good friend of mine. That is Draco Malfoy. That, over there, is Millicent Bulstrode. Over there is Pansy Parkinson. There�s also Blaise Zabini. And I would like to welcome you Slytherin House.�

Salazar smirks at the other two before waving his hand. �Muggleborn, yes?� Hermione nods and he laughs. �Ah! That is far too entertaining for words. I haven�t seen a muggleborn get the better of purebloods like that since Lily Evans and, of course, myself. Congratulations, girly, and thank you.� Hermione looks slightly confused, but doesn�t say anything. �Now, we heard a little whisper that you are planning to end the house rivalry; or, at least the separation.� The three girls nod in unison. �Good, good. We have been waiting for a long time for this.�

The students look confused and Godric takes over to explain. �Slytherin and I are good friends. We realized, after almost a decade of being dead, and stuck in the castle together, that we have a lot in common. However, our houses have taken the fact that we didn�t like each other when were alive to mean that we want our houses to be forever segregated. That could not be further from the truth. The sorting hat puts you into the house you are most compatible with, but no one is perfectly Gryffindor, or Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff, or Slytherin. Everyone is a mix of each.�

�We want the school to be just that, a school. With the houses a segregated as they are, it�s difficult for anyone to learn anything. And, so long as people continue this animosity, the Wizarding World will never truly be at peace.�

�If the segregation ends, maybe, just maybe, we will be accepted as we are now.�

�Why don�t you show yourselves to anyone anymore?�

The four founders look between each other. �We are thought to have hated each other. If we start showing up, being nice to each other, we won�t be accepted. If the house separation is ended, the students are more likely to accept us for what we are now, or may be in the future.�

With that said, the four ghosts disappear into the walls of Hogwarts once more and the students look at each other.

Thankfully, the female ghost decides, at that very moment, to continue what she was saying. �As I was saying, I shall speak with the Ravenclaws about setting the past aside and embracing a brighter, less hateful, future. I shall entice them with the fact that many of you are purebloods and, therefore, have access to libraries full of books that are not available to them otherwise.�

The Slytherins, as one, nod. They are far too shocked to do much else.

�Very well. I shall take my leave now.�

The ghost leaves in a way similar to the house founders. The other ghosts quickly follow suit, each saying that they�ll speak with their houses, except, of course, for the Bloody Baron and Nearly Headless Nick. Nick agrees to talk to the upper years about it, but leave the first years out of it. With that said, he, too, disappears into the walls of Hogwarts. The Bloody Baron agrees to go speak with the other ghosts and Snape agree to speak with the faculty.

Snape leaves, deciding that this day requires a lot of alcohol and a pensieve for the records.

The Slytherins decide that bed is a good idea. The plan shall be implemented in the morning and they need some rest before then. Some of the older years silently agree with Snape that they definitely need some alcohol and a pensieve for future generations.

The first years are the last to head to bed. They get into the hallway and split up to the separate dorms. Draco follows the girls rather embarrassedly.

Harry stops in front of her door and turns to say good night to her friends. When she sees Draco, she�s confused. �Why are you down here, Draco?� Draco looks at the ground sheepishly. He mumbles something, but Harry doesn�t catch it. �What?�

�I said, when I came with the others to check on you this morning, we found out what happens to boys who enter the girls� dorms.� Harry raises a brow and silently waits for him to continue. �It turns you into a girl. Since only a girl can enter the girls� dorms.� Draco blushes scarlet. �So, for a week, I get to stay in the girls� dorms.�

Harry almost laughs at Draco�s predicament. He doesn�t appear any different than before. Of course, he is a very pretty boy�girl.

�Umm� Do you want to come in? I believe we need to talk.�

Draco nods. She walks into Harry�s room and looks around. She doesn�t really take anything in and Harry silently wishes for a few chairs.

Two chairs appear and Harry leads Draco to them. �Draco� I�m sorry for��

�No, Harry. I�m sorry. I should have respected my promise to you about leaving them alone.� She waits a second, breathing deeply, before continuing. �Daphne told me a little bit about your cousin. I must remind you of him so much. I understand if you don�t want to be my friend.� With that said, Draco looks down at her hands.

Harry lifts her friend�s chin so that they�re looking each other in the eye. �No, Draco. In that moment, you reminded me of Dudley. But Dudley never apologizes. Dudley doesn�t feel remorse for his actions. He acts, gets in trouble, and blames it on me. You are genuinely sorry. I can see it in your eyes. I still want to be your friend. Plus, with how you acted around the Hufflepuffs in Astronomy, I think you learned your lesson.� Harry leans across and hugs her new friend. �We�re still friends.�

The two talk until Harry feels she needs to change her bandages. She feigns being tired and Draco leaves to go to a set of rooms next door set aside specifically for this purpose. Harry gets ready for bed and mentally prepares for the next day before finally succumbing to the whims of Morpheus.

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AN: I honestly expected this to be a short chapter. Then I started writing. When I get to a good place to end, I remembered that I promised you guys some stuff. When I got to another good place to stop, I remembered about poor Draco and his issues. So I had to put that in. Plus, I want the next chapter to have some major time passages. Hopefully the next chapter will include Halloween and lots and lots of annoying the Weasel.

I know, in the last chapter I said that Godric and Salazar are really friends, and straight. Then they�re yelling at each other. And Rowena tells them to go shag already� The thing is that the two of them are really good friends. They also happen have crushes on each other. If you have a friend that you also happen to like, you tend to subtly show them that you like them. Since the two of them like each other, they tend to be really affectionate towards each other. However, because of the sexual tension and the feelings that the other doesn�t see them that way, the two men react by trying to get the attention of the other by pushing their buttons. The easiest buttons to push are the ones that annoy them, so they simply reverted back to their lifetime rivalry. Of course, Rowena and Helga have been seeing each other for at least 5 centuries, and they see the signs.

Enjoy�. The next couple of chapters are going to cover most of the year�. I hope to have this only be like 17 chapters. And, since I�m only on the twelfth, and it�s still the first day, I have to haul ass!!!!
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