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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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Author's note: My exams are not going well, but what the hell *sighs*

Thanks to the following reviewers: Madamdragon (LOL I can be mean XD); cocdoyrd87; asiacheetah (sorry for the length ^^; I tend to take time for development. As for navigation, I'm rather new to this site as well, so I always keep a look out on the first page of a particular pairing I like to see if a story is updated. I update normally every Tuesday and Friday but if you want I can send you an alert through mail when I update; if you give me your email); unneeded (your assumption is almost completely true ^^ )

I hope you'll like this chapter!

Chapter 15: The first night and the first reactions

Talk about déjà vu, Harry thought strangely amused. He was reminded of his fourth year, when everyone had been as quiet as now. At least now it's nothing life threatening, Harry thought sarcastically.

"Harry, are you going to keep sitting there? Or do I have to drag you to here?" Draco broke the silence smirking.

Harry shook his head and smiled. "Calm down, Draco. I'm coming." He turned towards Ron and Hermione who gaped. He scratched his head. "Good night. I suppose I see you tomorrow, guys." He made sure that Sapphire and Ruby (invisible again now that they were at school) followed him and made his way to the Slytherin table. He ignored the whispering that had broken out.

Draco grinned and slid to the left to make room for Harry. "I wonder what your parents would say now." He smirked.

"My mum would probably faint and my dad would kill me." Harry answered dryly. "Or he would come back from the afterlife to haunt me."

"Don't worry, Harry, I protect you." Draco teased and slung his arm around Harry's shoulder.

"Dear Merlin, a Slytherin protecting a Gryffindor; what went wrong with the world?" Harry snorted, ignoring the stares he received.

"Ah, but you're not a Gryffindor anymore, Harry, you're a Slytherin now." Draco pointed at something on Harry's chest.

Harry looked down and noticed that his Gryffindor emblem had changed into that of Slytherin. Instead of the red and gold lion, Harry was now the owner of a green and silver snake.

"Well, damn, magic's really fast." Harry chuckled.

"Welcome to Slytherin, Harry." Blaise grinned.

"Thanks." Harry smiled.

"Harry, aren't you going to protest?" Seamus exclaimed incredulously. It seemed that he had gotten over his shock.

"Why would I protest?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Because you're in Slytherin now and you don't belong there and Malfoy is practically hugging you." Seamus spluttered.

"I'm aware of those things, Seamus. The ritual placed me in Slytherin, so I stay here. Besides, Draco and I are friends now." Harry replied.

Immediately, the Great Hall exploded in loud chatter after hearing Harry's announcement.

"Oops, I guess they didn't know it yet." Harry blinked.

"How would they have known it? It's not like you told the entire train of your new friendship." Blaise scoffed.

"I thought that those girls from Ravenclaw would have told their friends about it, seeing as they saw me sitting with you and I told that Romilda girl that we're friends. Normally, gossip spreads fast, so…" Harry shrugged his shoulders.

"You have a point there." Blaise mumbled.

"What do you think of the view from here, Harry? Nice, isn't it?" Draco suggested, ignoring the loud chatter around him.

Harry snorted. "Charming." He commented.

"Children, be quiet, please." Dumbledore ordered.

It took a while before everyone was quiet again.

"Now that the ritual is completed, I would like you to go to your dorms. Tomorrow is a school day, after all." Dumbledore smiled. "Mister Malfoy, Mister Potter, please wait. I want to discuss something with you two."

Harry and Draco looked at each other and shrugged. While Draco and Harry waited until everyone was out of the Hall, they saw Sirius and Remus saying something to Dumbledore, at which the latter shook his head. Both men scowled, but followed the other teachers out of the hall, while they were discussing something.

"Shit." Harry cursed when he saw the men. How could he have forgotten about that?

"What's the matter, Harry?" Draco asked concerned.

"I'm a Slytherin now; what will Remus and Sirius think of that?" Harry asked nervously. "They're going to be mad at me."

"Why would they be mad at you? You're not making any sense, Harry." Draco said confused.

"Because I'm a Slytherin now, of course! They were proud of me because I'm a Gryffindor, like my parents and them, but now that I'm a Slytherin, they will be mad at me! What if they don't want to see me anymore?" Harry whispered frantically.

"Harry, …" Draco began, but was interrupted by Dumbledore who laid his wrinkled old hands on the shoulders of both boys.

"I'm sorry, dear boys, but you have to follow me to my office." Dumbledore smiled. Then he addressed Snape, who had followed him. "Severus, there's not need to be there too. It's just a simple and short discussion."

"Then you won't mind me being there too. Besides I'm head of their House. It's my business too, since it involves some of my students." Snape smirked.

Dumbledore smiled, though it seemed strained. "Of course, Severus, please follow me."

The whole way to Dumbledore's office was spent in silence. Harry was still inwardly panicking and worrying over Sirius' and Remus' reactions, Draco was thinking of a way to reassure and calm Harry, Snape was still smirking (although he was also sort of worried how Harry would survive in the snake's den) and Dumbledore was worrying about how Harry's change of House would affect his plans for the boy.

"Strawberry bubblegum." Dumbledore said to the gargoyle guarding his room.

The gargoyle jumped to the side and revealed the passage. The small group stepped on the staircase and was led automatically to the door. Dumbledore unlocked it and ushered the other three in. He took his seat behind his desk and with a wave of his wand, three fluffy red chairs appeared before the desk.

"Please, take a seat." Dumbledore smiled and searched for something in his drawers.

"I'd rather stand." Snape replied stiffly and crossed his arms.

Draco sighed inaudibly, but took a seat next to Harry – though, he glanced at the chairs with disdain.

Dumbledore held a brown bag out. "A lemon drop, boys? Severus?" He offered.

"No, thank you." Both boys mumbled.

"If I want to poison myself, I brew a potion." Snape sneered.

Dumbledore smiled indulgently and popped one in his mouth. "Now, boys, I want to discuss Quidditch with you two."

"Quidditch, sir?" Harry repeated confused. Of all the things he had expected Dumbledore to say, was Quidditch the last one.

"Yes, you see: originally, you both were chosen as the new Captain of your teams. With the ritual placing Harry into Slytherin, however, it is obvious that one of you has to give up the badge. Who will give it up?" Dumbledore questioned.

"I really don't care for that badge." Harry replied immediately. "Draco can have it."

"Are you sure, Harry? You have played Quidditch longer than me." Draco said hesitatingly.

"Draco, just take the badge." Harry rolled his eyes. As if he wanted to receive more attention as a captain. He was more than happy with Draco taking the badge.

"Harry, are you sure? If you give up the position of Quidditch Captain, then I'm afraid you can't play Quidditch." Dumbledore informed him in a grave voice.

"What! Why not?" Harry asked startled. Sure, he didn't want to be a Captain, but he still wanted to play Quidditch!

"Because with you in the Slytherin team, there will be one member too many." Dumbledore explained.

"That's not true." Draco interjected. "One of our Chasers last year has graduated, so there's a spot free. I've never been really interested in the Seeker's spot. I can try out as Chaser and Harry can fill in my spot."

"Are you sure?" Harry asked hesitatingly. Draco nodded smiling. "Thanks."

"No problem."

"Well, if you do fair try – outs, then I suppose I can't object." Dumbledore said, hiding his frustration at being bested by a child – a Malfoy, nonetheless.

"If that is all, I would like to escort these two to Slytherin. I have to give my students the annual talk." Snape said, his dark eyes glowering.

"Wait a minute, Severus. Harry, are you okay with this switch?" Dumbledore asked, sounding concerned.

Harry shrugged. "It's not like the switch can be undone. I'm sure I'll be fine. Besides, I have Draco now as a friend."

Draco smirked slightly.

Dumbledore sighed, but dismissed them. He waited until they had closed the door, before dropping his friendly face and scowling. How on earth could this have happened? Of all the students that the ritual could have chosen, Harry Potter had to be the one? Was Destiny laughing with him? He needed the boy to be in Gryffindor. He needed the Gryffindor's influence to keep that boy in check. It was already a risk to let Harry stay with that godfather of his. It was dangerous, but he had counted on his influence on the boy in school to prevent further damage to his plan. But with Harry in Slytherin, away from his friends, and under Snape's and Malfoy's influence, Dumbledore hadn't a clue as to what would happen. If he lost his grip on Harry, then his whole plan would fall apart. That couldn't happen!

As loathe as he was to admit, he counted on Harry to win this war. Oh well, he still had private appointments scheduled where he would teach Harry more about Occlumency and Defence against the Dark Arts. That should be enough to keep the control over the boy.

Dumbledore popped another lemon drop in his mouth and began to write a letter. He would need that stuff now if he wanted to carry out his plan.

Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor tower, two students were sitting in the chairs, the only ones still awake.

"What do you think will happen now, Mione?" Ron asked uncertainly.

Hermione sighed. "I honestly don't know, Ron."

"I can't believe Harry went willingly to those snakes! And did you see how Malfoy had his arms around Harry? Who does he think he is? His best friend?" Ron said annoyed.

"Harry knows that you're his best friend. He's not going to throw our friendship of nearly six years away for a Slytherin. We just have to make sure Harry spends most of his time with us." Hermione said gently, patting Ron's hand.

Ron grinned. "Yeah, you're right. Harry will see soon enough what a slimy bastard Malfoy really is. Good night, Mione." He stood up and stretched.

"Good night, Ron." Hermione smiled and watched Ron disappearing into the boys' dorms.

Hermione sighed and bit on her lip. The atmosphere in the Gryffindor common room had been subdued all evening. Nobody liked the fact that Harry was now essentially a Slytherin. Seamus had been sitting in a corner, darkly muttering. Ginny had had a vicious scowl on her face before she stormed off to her dorm.

The fact that Harry was now friends with Malfoy had shocked everyone. The one question that had risen up was: what was Harry thinking? Didn't he know that associating with Slytherins was bad for his reputation?

Hermione had always been of the opinion that Harry too easily forgave someone. Because it had worked in her and Ron's favor before, she hadn't said anything of it. Now however…

If Harry had forgiven Malfoy, who'd know who he forgave next. That couldn't happen.

She, Ron and the other Gryffindors were Harry's real friends. Not those Slytherins. Hermione was determined to keep Harry as a Gryffindor. She would start tomorrow with removing Harry from Malfoy's influence.

"The password is 'Dragonhead'. Do try to remember it." Snape sneered lightly.

Both boys nodded and followed him into Slytherin's common room, where every member of the House was waiting.

Harry vaguely noticed that the common room hadn't changed since his visit in his second year, before he was dragged off by Draco to two chairs in front of the fire. Harry could feel eyes burning in him, but he ignored him.

Snape was standing in the middle of the room and immediately, everyone went quiet.

"To the first years: welcome in Slytherin. To the older ones: welcome back." He began, his voice soft but clear. "There are a few rules you have to follow in this House. I will not tolerate intolerance between the members. If you have a problem, you go talk with the Head boy and Head girl. Under no circumstances will you misbehave. You are not rash Gryffindors, nor naïve Hufflepuffs. Act like a Slytherin; we're cunning and intelligent. If you go outside the common room, you'll be in group. I'm sure you are aware of our position in public. Try to keep a low profile. If a member of the other Houses attack, then try to avoid them. If you have to defend yourselves after all, try not to use dangerous spells. I don't want anyone to be expelled, because you didn't use your brain. Understood?" He looked at everyone, his eyes glowering.

Everyone nodded.

"Good. Have a nice night."

Taking this as a sign that they were dismissed, the Slytherins began talking quietly amongst themselves, while the younger ones went to their dorms.

"Potter."

Harry looked up warily at Snape. "Yes, sir?"

"If there are problems, you may come to me." Snape said softly.

Harry blinked surprised. "Oh, all right. Thank you."

"Oh and Potter?" Harry looked up again. "If you dare to die when you're under my watch, I will personally bring you back from the afterlife and I'll make sure you'll regret you ever died in the first place." Snape turned around and with one last look disappeared from the room.

Harry gaped and gulped.

"I knew Sev cared about you." Draco whispered satisfied.

"Draco, he threatened me with severe harm. That's not what I call 'caring for someone'." Harry said incredulously, keeping his voice low.

"I know Sev, Harry. He only threatens someone so severe if he cares about someone." Draco whispered back.

"I feel so loved now." Harry replied sarcastically.

"How do you like it in here, Harry? It's nice and cozy, isn't it?" Blaise fell next to Harry in a chair, grinning.

Harry shrugged. "It's remarkably nice for being in the dungeons, but I noticed it didn't change since last time." His brain caught up with what he said and he clapped a hand for his mouth, startled that he had admitted and told them about his visit.

Draco narrowed his eyes. "Harry, what do you mean with 'it didn't change since last time'?"

Harry laughed nervously. "You know, that's a funny story, but I don't think you'll be interested to hear it. Why don't we go to sleep, hm?" He suggested and stood up. He was pushed down again by Draco.

"No, you're wrong. I'm definitely interested in hearing your story. What do you think, Blaise?" Draco asked casually, but held his hand on Harry's shoulder to prevent him from escaping – and to have an excuse to touch Harry.

"Yeah, I really would like to know what our innocent hero was up to." Blaise grinned.

Harry glared at him for the 'hero' remark, but grungely sat back down. "With the attacks in our second year, Hermione, Ron and I decided to see if we could find out the identity of the attacker. We came up with the idea of sneaking in Slytherin to question you, Draco, to see if you knew more. Of course, we found out you didn't knew anything, so our plan failed." Harry shrugged.

"Hold on, I would have known if you suddenly showed up in Slytherin and interrogated me." Draco frowned.

Harry smiled sheepishly. "We made Polyjuice Potion and Ron and I changed into Crabbe and Goyle. Hermione couldn't come with us, because she accidentally used a cat's hair."

Blaise and Draco stared at him, both dumbfounded.

"Well, fuck me, I didn't know you can be so sneaky, Harry. Maybe you won't have problems fitting in." Blaise grinned.

Harry blushed lightly and averted his eyes.

"What do you say of going to sleep?" Draco suggested and stood up.

Harry nodded and the boys made their way to their dorms. Harry looked around while Blaise fell into a bed on the right. Nott was already there, laying on his back with his arms folded beneath his head, on the bed next to Blaise.

There wasn't much difference with the Gryffindor dorms. The only differences were the colors and the fact that they were now underground with no windows. The light came from various torches and it was surprisingly enough cozy.

Harry's bed was tot the far left, next to Draco's bed. His trunk was standing at the end of his bed. He rummaged through his trunk and found his pajamas and his toilet stuff.

"Harry, you can shower first." Draco offered.

Harry smiled and disappeared in the bathroom that was located next to his bed.

"I bet you're happy now, Draco, now that you have your little toy with you. How long will he last, before you'll tire of him?" Nott taunted.

"Shut your mouth, Nott. You know nothing about Harry and I. If you ever call him a toy again, you'll wish you'd never met me." Draco hissed.

"Ooh, touchy." Nott grinned, but shut up.

Blaise glanced at the two, but decided to not interfere.

Eventually, everyone was in their bed. A chorus of 'good nights' were exchanged and the torches were put out.

For a while, Harry stared in the darkness, feeling uneasy again when he thought of Sirius and Remus. How would they react? Would they be angry or upset that he wasn't a Gryffindor anymore? Harry bit on his lip. Would they ignore him? What if they decided to send him back to the Dursleys? He didn't want to go! Not now when he finally had his own family. Why did those things always have to happen to him? Was it too much to ask for a normal year?

A sharp copper taste alerted Harry that he had bitten too hard on his lip. He stopped gnawing on his lip and sighed softly; wincing a bit when the release of his air stung a bit. He felt tired and his eyes were slipping close. All the different emotions from that day had taken his toll and Harry fell into a restless sleep, but without – thankfully! - any nightmares.

"Wakey, wakey, Harry! It's time for school!" A voice shouted in Harry's ear, the next morning.

Harry yelped, startled out of his sleep and his fist shot out automatically to hit the one who disturbed him. His fist hit the target and he heard a yell and a thump.

Harry opened his eyes and blinked. A groan from the floor made him look down. To his surprise, he saw a disheveled Blaise laying on his back.

"Blaise, what are you doing on the ground?" Harry asked confused.

Loud laughter startled him for the second time that morning and he looked up into the shining grey eyes of Draco.

"Blaise decided to wake you up in his special, obnoxious way. I warned him not to do that, but the moron wouldn't listen." Draco explained smirking.

Blaise sat up and rubbed his cheek. "Damn Harry, for looking so small, you sure do have a strong punch. Do you work out or something?" He complained and felt with his tongue to check if he still had all his teeth. Thankfully he did.

Something like that, Harry thought grimly, remembering all the times he had to run, dodge the attacks and defend himself against his cousin and his friends.

"I'm sorry I punched you. I guess I was startled when you shouted." Harry apologized, feeling embarrassed that he had hit one of his roommates. And it was only the second day! It was not the best start Harry could have hoped for.

"Don't apologize, Harry. It's his own fault for not listening. You better get dressed. Breakfast will be served soon and Snape's going to give us our new timetables." Draco added.

Harry nodded and slipped out of bed. He changed into his school's uniform, not noticing how Draco's eyes lingered on his bare chest for a moment before looking away.

They grabbed their bags and walked out of the dorms and out of the common room.

Sapphire stayed in the dorms, but Ruby was following Harry in his invisible form and Garin had slithered up and around Harry's left arm with his head on Harry's shoulder.

Many students were making their way to the Great Hall, but stopped to whisper when they saw Harry walking with Draco and Blaise.

"So it's true. Harry Potter is a Slytherin now? I couldn't believe it when Mark told me yesterday." A black haired girl whispered to her friend.

"Yeah, I couldn't believe it either. I mean, Harry Potter, a Slytherin? I'm surprised he has survived the first night in Slytherin." Her friend, a brown haired freckled girl, said back.

"I'm surprised he's now friends with that Malfoy. Look at them; you wouldn't think they would be friends after all those years." The first girl whispered.

Unconsciously Harry walked closer to Draco, as if he wanted to protect himself against the whispering.

All the students looked up when the door of the Great Hall opened and stared when Harry walked with Draco and Blaise to the Slytherin table. They sat down and selected their breakfast.

"Do you think they will eventually blink or are they going to keep up their staring?" Harry asked annoyed.

Blaise grinned. "You do realize you're now more of a hot topic than before? You're a Slytherin now; they're either expecting you to turn Dark or that you'll protest and demand to be a Gryffindor again."

"That's stupid." Harry frowned. "Not all Slytherins are Dark and why would I protest? The ritual won't let us transfer back unless there's peace between the Houses."

"You know that, I know that, but there are people that refuse to acknowledge that. The famous Harry Potter, a Slytherin now. Everybody's having a heart attack now." Blaise chuckled.

"I see you survived your first night in Slytherin, Potter." Snape's smooth voice spoke up from behind them.

The three boys turned around to face their Head of the House.

"Yes, I'm still alive." Harry said dryly.

Snape smirked. "That is good to know. It would be… awkward if I had to inform the public that their 'Chosen One' didn't survive a night with Slytherins."

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Here are your timetables. Do me a favor, Potter and try not to die today." Snape said dryly and handed over their timetables.

"I'll try not to." Harry replied and looked at his timetable. He noticed he had DADA first and then a double period History of Magic. He groaned; were they trying to kill him? After History, he had a free period. After lunch, he had Divination and Charms. He ended with a free period. Why had he chosen for Divination again? Oh yeah, because he wanted to have some easy lessons. Harry snorted. The rest of his timetable was reasonable, he supposed.

"Here, let me see your schedule." Draco said and they swapped the parchments.

Instead of Care of Magical Creatures, Draco had chosen Healing and Ancient Runes.

"Healing, Draco?" Harry asked amused.

Draco shrugged. "I figured it would come in handy with you as my friend now. Merlin knows you are accident prone. This way, you won't have to go to Pomfrey, every time you manage to get hurt."

"Do you always insult your friends?" Harry asked dryly.

"Only the ones I deeply love." Draco winked.

Harry rolled his eyes and proceeded to eat his breakfast, missing the soft smile Draco threw him. He had meant that last sentence; he loved Harry. Too bad Harry didn't realize this. Yet.

Harry looked up from his breakfast and searched for his godfather and Remus at the Head table. To his disappointment, he couldn't find them. Had they already gone to their class rooms? But he had wanted to speak with them!

Draco saw his disappointed face and assumed correctly that it had something to do with Black and Lupin. He stood up. "Come on, Harry. It's nearly time for class and we still have to collect our books. If you're lucky, you can speak with him before class."

Harry smiled gratefully and followed the blond Slytherin out of the Great Hall. He missed the worried glance of Hermione and the annoyed glance of Ron.

Both boys retrieved their books for the lessons in the morning and hurried to the third floor. Unfortunately, they bumped into a fifth year Ravenclaw who looked haughtily at Draco and warily at Harry.

"So, it's true. You're a Slytherin." The boy said curtly.

Harry sighed. "Yes."

"You don't have a problem with that?" The boy asked incredulously.

"No, I don't have a problem with that. If you'll excuse us now, Draco and I have to go to class." Harry said impatiently and he walked further. He desperately wanted to talk to Remus and Sirius, to hear they still wanted him, even as a Slytherin.

Because he was so focused on his plan to speak with Remus and Sirius, he didn't notice the disgusted look the Ravenclaw threw at them. Draco, however, saw that look and made a mental note to have always someone by Harry's side if he wasn't able to be there. He didn't want to take any risks. Harry may be their 'Chosen One', but he was also a Slytherin. And Slytherins didn't have a good reputation.

Harry cursed silently when they arrived at the class. Almost everyone had arrived. There went his plan to talk to Remus before class.

The only available seats that were next to each other, were in the second row, so Harry grabbed Draco's sleeve and lightly pulled him to the seats. Draco looked surprised when he felt Harry's hand tugging on his sleeve, but didn't complain. Hey, he wasn't passing up this chance to feel Harry touching him!

They sat down and took their books, waiting for Remus to start the lesson. Harry fidgeted a bit, but forced himself to sit still. He would talk to Remus after the lesson and Remus would reassure him that he still wanted to know Harry. Still, Harry had a gnawing feeling in his stomach.

He threw a quick smile when Hermione and Ron sat down behind him and tapped his shoulder, but his attention was quickly reverted back to the front where Remus spoke up.

"Good morning, class. I'm happy to teach you again." Remus smiled. "This year will be divided in two halves: a part about creatures and a part of spells. We will begin with spells and after January, we will study various creatures. For this lesson, I want to revise all the spells you learned until now."

This is going to be fun, Harry though amused.

AN2: So what do you think of it? Please leave a review behind with your thoughts! I'll see you all this Friday in the next chapter!

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