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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
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor profit from it. J.K. Rowling owns everything.

Chapter List
- 15
- 16
- 17
Author's note: I'm not really in the mood now because my cat hasn't returned home yet, so I'll just keep it short.

Thanks to the following reviewers: unneeded (well, Harry can be rather oblivious at times); Madamdragon (I'm always good LOL); cocobyrd87

I hope you'll like this one! Oh, and guys, I know Felix Felicis takes ages to brew but bare with me please. That's was the first thing that popped up in my head and I still haven't found a replacement for it, so let's just pretend it's a bit easier to brew ^^;

Chapter 16: First week as Slytherin

"Before we begin, do you have questions?" Remus inquired.

Parvati's hand shot up.

"Yes, Miss Patil?"

"Will professor Black be teaching us too?" She asked, rather eagerly.

Remus blinked, obviously not expecting this question. "Only when I'm absent. Professor Black teaches the first till fourth years."

Parvati looked mildly disappointed.

"If nobody else has questions, we will start with the lesson." Remus continued calmly. "You'll be in pairs with who you sit now. You'll take turns attacking and defending yourself. Everything is allowed, except for spells that cause severe harm, mind control and death. And no cheating." He warned and then clapped his hands. "Stand up, please. The tables and chairs will be set to the sides."

They all stood up and went to the middle of the room. With a wave of Remus' wand, the furniture was placed against the walls, leaving a wide empty space open.

The students spread out, so that each little group had enough space to move. Harry had placed Garin on Ruby's back, to avoid hurting him. For some unknown reason, Ruby's ability to turn invisible extended to others too, so Garin was invisible too.

Harry and Draco had chosen a spot near the window and Ruby was waiting underneath the window.

The two boys stood across from each other, wands ready.

"Brings back memories, doesn't it, Harry?" Draco smirked.

"Yeah, good times." Harry grinned.

"Wands ready." Remus called. "And go."

"Reducto!" Harry murmured and the chair behind Draco exploded.

"Protego." Draco said surprised and his shield erected in time to protect him against the flying wood pieces.

Harry grinned. "Didn't expect that, he, Draco."

Draco shook his head and mumbled, "Incendio."

The end of Harry's robe caught fire and he yelped, before dosing the fire with a water jet from his wand.

"If you want to play it this way, then we play it this way, Harry." Draco smirked, twirling his wand.

"Aguamenti."

A splash of water hit Draco right in the face and he spluttered, spitting water out.

Harry smiled innocently when Draco glared.

Despite them being friends now, they both wanted to win and so, the spells followed each other quickly. They had to defend and attack at the same time and other students had to jump out of the way, if they wanted to avoid the hexes and the spells. Eventually, the other students stopped their own duels, in favor of watching Draco and Harry.

When the bell signaled the end of the class, both boys were sweating and panting.

"You improved, Harry. You nearly had me with that Stinging Hex." Draco grinned.

"Just admit I kicked your ass." Harry chuckled and stroked his hair out his eyes.

Draco snorted. "Dream on, Potter."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Stubborn ass." They grabbed their bags and Harry had turned to speak with Remus, when he caught sight of the clock.

"Shit. We're going to be late for History of Magic." Harry cursed and gripped his bag tighter. He felt Ruby standing next to him and Garin slithered his way up on Harry's arm, under his sleeve. Harry hesitated; if he skipped Binns' class, he would get to talk to Remus. Besides, the ghost wouldn't notice it if one of his students was absent. It didn't matter if he followed the lesson or not, because he fell asleep either way.

Draco noticed Harry's hesitation and shook his head. He understood Harry wanted to hear Lupin's reassurance, but they didn't have the time for that. Snape would kill them if he heard that some of his students were late for a class. Besides, Draco had seen Remus getting ready for his next class.

"Harry, I think it's best if you come back tonight. He's preparing his next lesson and we have to go to class." Draco said softly.

Harry bit on his lip and sighed. "Yeah, you're right. Let's go." After casting a last longing glance at Remus who stood with his back to them, he followed Draco to their second class, Ruby trailing behind him.

The following two hours were slow torture for the seventh years Slytherins and Hufflepuffs. Binns kept drowning on and on about the third (or was it the fourth?) Goblin war, unaware of the fact that only two Hufflepuffs and three Slytherins were paying attention. The rest of the class was either sleeping or whispering to each other.

Harry would have loved to take a little nap, but every time his eyes closed for more than two seconds, he would receive a jab in his ribs from an annoyed Draco.

After he was jabbed for the eleventh time, he turned to Draco and glared. "Would you stop jabbing me? My ribs are bruised enough, thank you." He said annoyed.

"Stop whining. I'll stop jabbing if you pay attention." Draco replied. His hand never stopped writing.

"But it's boring. Besides, Blaise is sleeping; why don't you jab him?" Harry pouted.

Draco glanced at the aforementioned boy on his left, who was sleeping with his mouth open. How dignified, Draco thought and rolled his eyes. "He's a lost cause." He simply answered and gestured that Harry should start writing again.

Harry huffed, but decided that severely bruised ribs just weren't worth the little nap, so he started taking notes.

One hour later, the class was rescued from further boredom by the bell.

Blaise, who was finally awake, yawned. "Well, I'm off to the common room. I'm going to spend my free period in my comfy bed. Have fun with Ancient Runes, Draco."

"Are you going back to the common room too, Harry?" Draco asked.

"Maybe later. I'm going to check if I can talk to Sirius." Harry answered.

Draco opened his mouth to protest (he didn't want Harry to go on his own. Who knew what could happen?), but closed it again. It was silly to think that something would happen to Harry. Even if someone attacked him, Harry was capable enough to defend himself.

"Well then, I'll see you at lunch, all right? If you want, I can introduce you to the rest of the Quidditch team." Draco said.

"But I already know them." Harry said confused.

"Not all of them. There are some new additions. See you later, Harry." Draco smiled.

Harry nodded and then walked in the opposite direction. He searched in his bag until he found the Marauders' Map. He looked around, saw no one and whispered, "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."

Immediately, lines appeared on the map and formed the different rooms, hallways and secret passages of Hogwarts. Harry studied the map. Draco had just entered a room and Harry assumed it was the Ancient Runes class, because he saw Hermione there too. For a brief moment, Harry wondered how Ron and Hermione were doing, before searching for the dot labeled Sirius Black. He found his godfather in a room on the fifth floor, but there were other names too, signaling that he was teaching.

Harry sighed and mumbled, "Mischief managed." He didn't have another choice but to go to the Slytherin common room. He turned around and nearly bumped into McGonagall.

"Excuse me, professor." Harry mumbled.

"Potter, why aren't you in class?" She asked and looked at him sternly.

"I have a free period now, professor." Harry answered.

"In that case, will you accompany me to my office? I have something to discuss with you." She said calmly.

Harry gulped, but nodded. Why did McGonagall always gave him the feeling that he was in trouble?

"Relax, Potter, you're not in trouble. Now follow me, please." The Head of Gryffindor led him up two stairs, before entering her office. "Take a seat." She nodded towards the chair in front of her desk.

"I assume the headmaster has already informed you about the Quidditch problem?" She asked, after placing rolled up parchments on her cherry wooden desk.

"Yes, Draco and I decided that he'll be the captain of the Slytherin team." Harry informed her.

If the professor was surprised with Harry's use of the first name of his former enemy, she didn't show it. "Then there rest us only one problem and that is who will be the Gryffindor captain. Originally it would have been you, but with your transfer, it is naturally impossible now."

Harry bit on his lip, but didn't reply.

"You know the team best, Potter, who would make the best captain?" McGonagall asked brusquely.

"Euhm, I'm not sure if I should be the one to decide. I'm not even a Gryffindor anymore." Harry said awkwardly.

"Potter, you were a Gryffindor before; I still value your opinion, no matter what house you're in. Unlike some, I'm not prejudiced." McGonagall replied.

Harry had the feeling she was talking about Snape and was, for some reason, a bit miffed about that." Well, I think Ron would be the best choice. He is the best at tactics anyway." Harry shrugged.

McGonagall contemplated this for a moment and then nodded. "Yes, I think that's the best choice we have. Thank you, Potter."

"Is there anything else I can help you with, professor?" Harry asked politely.

McGonagall shook her head. "No, that was all. You can go now."

Harry nodded and stood up. Just when he was about to leave the room, McGonagall said, "Don't get into too much trouble this year. I have a feeling Severus won't appreciate that."

Harry smiled and nodded. Snape not appreciating my trouble is the understatement of the year, Harry thought and made his way to the Slytherin common room.

However he was stopped a few feet from the entrance by Snape's voice. "Potter, what are you doing here alone? I remember I told everyone not to walk alone, or didn't you listen?" Snape said annoyed. "Where's the blond brat?"

"If you're talking about Draco, he had Ancient Runes now. And yes sir, I remember your warning. I thought it wouldn't be a problem because almost everyone is in class now. Besides, Garin and Ruby are with me, sir." Harry replied and crossed his arms.

"I'm not blind, Potter, but I don't see that Nemean. Please don't tell me you are having hallucinations. It's only your first day. I believe that's a record." Snape answered sarcastically, but checked Harry's eyes, just to be sure.

"I'm not hallucinating, sir. Ruby, can you please show yourself?" Harry asked, rolling his eyes.

Harry had to give credit to Snape. He didn't look surprised or startled when Ruby turned visible again, next to Harry's leg. He only raised an eyebrow and snorted. "It figures that you wouldn't have normal pets. Though I was talking about fellow students accompanying you, I suppose these magical creatures will do."

Harry snorted.

"The reason why I stopped you, is because I wanted to know if you are still interested in Occlumency lessons?" Snape inquired.

Harry's eyes lit up. "You really want to teach me Occlumency again, sir?"

Snape sighed. "I know I will regret this, but yes; I will teach you again. But I want your full cooperation and when I say, you have to practice every night, you will practice every night. If I notice that you slack off, I will kick you out of the room and you won't receive a third chance. Understood?"

"Completely. Thank you, sir!" Harry nodded enthusiastically.

"Don't thank me yet, brat. I'm sure your enthusiasm will be tempered at the end of our first lesson. Our first lesson will be this Friday nine p.m. in my quarters. Don't be late." Snape informed him.

"I won't be late, sir." Harry promised.

Snape nodded and walked away.

Harry smiled and almost skipped to the common room. Before he entered, he took a breath to calm down, checked to see if Ruby had turned invisible again and then walked straight to his dorms, once again ignoring the few stares and whispering of a few other Slytherins.

Sapphire looked up when her master entered the room and meowed sleepily. Harry smiled and scratched the cat behind her ear, making her purr. He settled himself against the head board and felt the dip in the bed when Ruby sat at his feet. Harry ignored the light snoring that came from Blaise's bed and thought about the Occlumency lessons he would receive. He had surprised himself (and possible Snape too, even if the man didn't show it) with how happy he was with the lessons. He supposed he was happy because Snape was a better option than Dumbledore. He wondered if Snape would be a bit friendlier while teaching him Occlumency, because he was now a Slytherin too. Harry snorted softly at that thought; he would probably freak out if Snape was friendly to him.

At lunch, Harry was introduced to the whole Slytherin Quidditch team. Even with Harry insisting that they should hold out try – outs for the Seeker position, now that Draco was a Chaser, he was outnumbered by the whole team and most of the Slytherin House who told him that holding out try – outs was a worthless effort seeing as everybody agreed that Harry was the best Seeker in the school. Thus, the team now consisted of Harry as Seeker; Draco, Urquhart and Vasy as Chasers; Harper and Blaise as Beaters and Millicent Bulstronk as the Keeper. Even though Millicent looked scary, once Harry started talking to her, he discovered she was actually friendly.

"You know, I'm wondering how Pansy is doing in Gryffindor." Millicent wondered.

They looked to the Gryffindor table and saw her sitting at the end of the table, stabbing viciously in her meat, glaring.

"She looks ready to murder someone." Harry commented idly.

"You don't sound very concerned about that." Blaise said dryly.

"It's not like she forms a big threat." Harry shrugged. He wrinkled his nose when a sweet smell invaded his nostrils. He turned around and saw Ginny standing there smiling.

"Harry, I'm so glad to see you! I missed you yesterday in Gryffindor." She said and hugged him.

"Hey Ginny." Harry greeted her. He felt really uncomfortable with Ginny hugging him, but didn't dare to remove her.

"Weasley, you saw Harry yesterday. It's not like he was away for a year." Draco said in a cold tone, eyeing her arms around Harry's neck disdainfully.

Ginny ignored him. "Did you hear the good news, Harry? Ron received the Captain badge! Isn't it fantastic? Though I had rather you as the Captain." She winked at him.

Harry ignored the last comment – he didn't know how to react – and replied, "I know. McGonagall asked me who would make the best captain. I chose for Ron, obviously. He has always been better at strategic planning than me." He shrugged.

Ginny squealed – which made everybody wince – and hugged Harry again. "Oh, Harry, how thoughtful of you! Ron is lucky with a friend like you. I can't believe you gave Ron the badge. Wait, does this mean you're now the Captain of the snakes' team? That wouldn't matter to me, because I would cheer for you, even if you're with the snakes now." She said in one breath.

Harry blinked. "I'm not the captain. Draco is the captain." He informed her.

"What? Why? Did he make you give up the badge?" Ginny narrowed her eyes and glared at Draco, who glared back.

Harry sighed. "No, Ginny, I said he had to take the badge. I never wanted to be the Captain."

"Why not?" Ginny asked, thoroughly confused.

"Because I don't like the attention. Besides, Draco is better suited." Harry explained.

Ginny pouted. "But…"

The bell interrupted whatever the girl wanted to say.

"I'm sorry, Ginny, but I have to go now. See you later." Harry apologized and grabbed his bag.

Draco smirked at the crestfallen face of the Weasley girl and followed Harry to Divination. They sat in a corner on some pillows and waited for the lesson to begin.

"So, why did you decide to take this subject, Draco? No offence, but you don't seem to be the type to follow this." Harry inquired, head resting in one hand.

"Mother spoke always highly of Divination. She was of the opinion that it was a useful skill to possess. If you ask me, it is just a load of shit, but it's handy when you want to take a nap." Draco smiled. Harry chuckled. "And you?"

"Because it was the easiest subject I could choose from." Harry answered blushing.

Draco chuckled and shook his head.

"Oh, I nearly forgot: Snape had agreed to teach me Occlumency again." Harry whispered.

"That's great! When is your first lesson?" Draco asked whispering.

"This Friday at nine p.m."

Further conversation was stopped by Trelawney who looked at them with her usual dreamy gaze.

"I see that everyone had returned healthy. I, of course, had foreseen that, but you can never be sure. Divination is a very complicated subject, but you, as sixth years, already know that. This year, we will start with explaining your dreams." Trelawney said dreamily.

One of the students spoke up, "But we already covered that."

"Not all of it, my dear, not all of it. You can never complete Divination. Nothing is ever sure." Trelawney shifted. "In the time of the Ancient Greeks, there was once…"

Harry tuned her voice out. He amused himself with doodling on his book, trying hard not to fall asleep.

Eventually, it was time for Charms, their last lesson of the day. They met Ron and Hermione at the door of the class room.

"Harry, can you believe this? McGonagall gave me the Captain badge!" Ron exclaimed, showing the badge.

Harry smiled. "Congratulations, Ron."

"Yeah, though I don't understand why they didn't choose you as the Captain. Guess you just had bad luck, mate." Ron said, giving him a pat on his shoulder.

Harry was perfectly content with not telling Ron why he had received the badge, but Draco not.

Draco, who found Ron looking a bit too smug for his liking, said, "Harry is the reason why you're Captain now, Weasley."

"What?" Ron asked confused.

"Originally, Harry would have received the badge, but since he's now a Slytherin, that wasn't possible. McGonagall asked Harry's opinion on who would be the best choice and he chose you. So you see, Weasley, you wouldn't be a Captain if it wasn't for Harry." Draco sneered a bit.

Ron looked dumbfounded. "So I wasn't their first choice?" He asked incredulously.

"No, you weren't."

"Harry, why didn't you tell us that?" Hermione asked.

"I didn't think it was important." Harry shrugged.

"Not important? Me being second choice isn't important?" Ron asked, his cheeks red.

Harry frowned. "Why are you so angry?" He asked confused.

"I'm not… Just forget it, Harry." Ron said annoyed and stalked into the classroom with a scowl.

"What did I do wrong?" Harry asked thoroughly confused now.

Hermione just sighed and shook her head before following Ron.

"Don't worry, Harry. You did nothing wrong." Draco soothed him.

"But then why is Ron mad?"

"Because he's a prat." Draco said and steered Harry into the classroom.

Harry frowned, but didn't react. He was lucky that they were only reviewing the charms they had learned the past five years, because he was distracted. If they learned a new spell now, he wouldn't be able to remember it.

Harry spent his free period with Draco, playing Wizarding chess, before going down for dinner.

An hour after dinner had ended, Harry closed his book of Defence against the Dark Arts and sighed.

Draco looked up from his Ancient Runes textbook. "What's wrong, Harry?" He asked concerned.

"I'm going to visit Remus." Harry muttered and stood up.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Draco offered.

Harry shook his head. "No, that's not necessary. I'll see you later." He took his wand and the Marauders' Map and left the room; this time without any of his pets. Once he was out of the common room, he tapped his wand on the map and whispered, "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."

He searched until he found Remus' room. To his delight, both Remus and Sirius were in Remus' room on the third floor. With a whispered 'Mischief managed' he folded the map and hid it in his pocket and made his way up to the third floor. After five minutes he arrived at the portrait of a dark haired man, sitting in a chair with a dog lying at his feet. The man looked curiously at Harry.

"I don't know the password, but can you please inform Remus that Harry Potter wants to talk to him?" Harry asked, a bit shyly and shuffled with his feet.

"I'm sorry, dear boy, but the man you're asking for isn't here now. He left with another teacher for a meeting with the headmaster, I believe." The man smiled gently." I can tell him you wanted to see him."

"No, that's not necessary. Thank you, sir." Harry replied soft and made his way back to the dungeons. This was just great; not only was Ron for some reason mad at him, but he couldn't even talk to Remus and Sirius.

Draco looked up surprised when he saw Harry back. "That was fast." He commented. "Did you talk to him?"

Harry fell on his bed. "No, he wasn't there anymore when I arrived there. The portrait said he and Sirius had a meeting with Dumbledore." He mumbled dejected.

Draco opened his mouth to give comfort, when Harry muttered, "I'm going to bed. See you in the morning." He changed into his pajamas and in less than five minutes, he had drawn his curtains and feigned sleep. He knew he was being childish; pouting because he still hadn't talked to Remus or Sirius. He didn't need to clung to them like a little child and seek approval for everything he did, but he couldn't help it. If they didn't want him anymore, he had nowhere to go. He fell into an uneasy sleep and woke up tired the next morning.

Even though Draco had a free period first and could sleep in, he had gotten up, so that Harry wasn't alone. Harry gave him a small smile, but didn't react further. He played with his breakfast until it was time for his double period Care of Magical Creatures.

"I see you in Potions, okay?" Draco said softly.

Harry nodded and together with Blaise and Millicent, he walked outside to Hagrid's hut.

"Hiya, Harry. How are ya?" Hagrid asked, smiling.

"I'm fine, Hagrid and you?" Harry asked, standing beside Blaise.

"Can't complain. And Harry, it doesn' matter that you're a snake now. You're still same old Harry." Hagrid whispered.

Harry smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Hagrid."

Hagrid nodded and then addressed the class, which consisted of Slytherins and Gryffindors. Harry attempted to catch Ron's eyes, but Ron seemed to ignore him. Harry tried to ignore the hurt caused by Ron ignoring him.

"Well, it's fine to see ya all back here. I know you're all excited to see the creature we'll be studying first. They're really beauties." Hagrid began enthusiastically. Many uneasy looks were exchanged. If Hagrid was excited, it usually meant it was highly dangerous. "Unfortunately, I can't show ya the real beauty, since it's so shy and it only comes out of his home with full moon. So, we'll be studying this creature with the help of pictures and our books. This, boys and girls, is a Mooncalf." Hagrid showed them a picture of a creature with a pale grey body, four spindly legs with big flat feet and bulging round eyes on top of its head. It didn't look that dangerous and the students relaxed and started taking notes.

"Now, before the mating begins, a Mooncalf will perform complicated dances on their hind legs to attract the females. Beside their beauty, they're also useful in Herbology, because their silvery dung will raise the growth of plants." Hagrid began to teach and the whole two hours were spent of taking notes about their lifestyle, their living areas and the mating process.

After the first period, Draco had his first lesson of Healing. The class was taught by madam Pomfrey and Draco was surprised to see Neville Longbottom sitting in this class too.

He took a seat next to the shy Gryffindor boy and nodded briefly.

Neville startled at being acknowledged by the Slytherin Ice Prince and smiled shyly. Then he gathered the little bravery he had and asked, "Euhm, Ma – Malfoy, can – can I ask something?"

Draco glanced at him briefly and decided to be nice to the stuttering boy. Harry seemed to like the shy boy, so Draco benefited by being nice to Longbottom. "Go ahead, Longbottom." He shrugged.

Neville produced something from out of his bag. "I – I was wondering if – if you wanted to give this to Ha – Harry. I want him to – to know that I still am his friend even – even when he's a Slytherin now. I – I figured it would give him – him some support." He stuttered, heavily blushing and he bit his lip, afraid that Draco would laugh at him.

Draco looked down and was surprised to see a little plant with small yellow flowers.

"This plant is known for his calming scent. I – I thought it could help him." Neville explained softly.

"I will give it to him in Potions. I'm sure he'll be happy with it." Draco replied and placed the plant in his bag.

Neville smiled and then turned his attention to Pomfrey, who started the lesson with naming the different bones in the body.

Draco greeted Harry with a smile when he saw him back in Potions. Almost automatically, Harry sat down next to Draco.

"Hey. Longbottom asked me to give you this plant to show his support. He still is your friend, even with you being a Slytherin. This plant is apparently known for its calming scent." Draco said and gave Harry the little plant.

Harry smiled surprised. "That was nice of him. I have to thank him later." He said and placed the plant carefully in his bag.

At that moment, Snape stalked into the room and the door closed with a loud BANG. Everyone went quiet.

"I want complete silence. Somehow you all managed to make it in Advanced Potions, so I assume you do possess some knowledge." Snape said, standing in front of the class, looking at each student, sneering when he looked at a Gryffindor. Harry vaguely thought it was nice to not have that sneer directed at him. "I know all of your professors start with reviewing the past five years, but I won't. If you don't know how to brow a potion correctly by now, then you don't belong in her and should go away, before something explodes. Today you will be making the Felix Felicis. This potion will bring you luck with only one drop and thus, it's difficult to make. You have two hours to brow. I want a vial on my desk before twelve a.m. You can find everything you need in the storeroom and in your book at page fifty – one. And by the next lesson I want an essay of ten feet long on what you would do if you swallowed the potion."

The class stared at him.

"Well, what are you waiting for? A personal invitation? Get started!" Snape barked.

Immediately, the whole class sprung in action and gathered the ingredients and lit the fire under their cauldrons.

Harry sneaked a glance at the Gryffindor side and saw Hermione and Ron sitting at one bench, whispering to each other. Harry felt a bit hurt, but focused on his potion. If he fucked up this one, he would surely be kicked out of Potions and he needed this subject for his Auror education. Besides, a part of him wanted to prove to Snape that he could do more than only being famous and excelling at DADA. He used his knowledge from his summer lessons with Snape to help him brew this potion and it all went well until the final stage. His potion still had a blue color when it was supposed to turn golden. He had no idea what he had done wrong and panic was slowly rising up. He only had four minutes to correct his mistake before the lesson ended.

Draco, who had seen Harry struggling, looked into his cauldron. He immediately knew what had gone wrong and handed Harry a leaf from an oak tree. "Here, drop this in your potion. It will clear up the color to golden." He whispered.

"Thanks." Harry whispered back relieved and dropped the leaf. After a minute, the blue color had changed to golden. "Thank you so much for helping me, Draco. I really had no idea on how to fix it."

"Don't mention it." Draco smiled and together they brought their vial to Snape's desk.

Snape looked at Draco's vial first and nodded approvingly. Ron and Hermione placed their vials on the desk too. Hermione's potion was still blue and Snape looked at it disdainfully before jotting down a mark, not acknowledging the exhausted girl with smudges dirt on her cheeks and messed up curly hair. Ron's potion resembled something like black mud and Snape sneered. "Is this your version of Felix Felicis? This is pathetic, Weasley. Instead of luck, it will bring you death. Do read the instructions next time."

Ron's face went red and he looked furious, but didn't reply.

Then Snape reached for Harry's vial and studied it. Harry waited with hold breath and he crossed his fingers.

Snape nodded approvingly. "This is an excellent potion, Potter. Twenty points to Slytherin."

Harry almost gaped when he heard that he had gotten points from Snape. He had never received points before from Snape and he smiled happily.

However his happiness was cut short when Ron blurted out, "That's not fair! Malfoy helped him! He didn't make this potion on his own."

Harry stared at Ron. What was he doing? Why couldn't he be happy for Harry? Ron knew how difficult Harry found Potions. Besides, Draco had only helped him at the end and only with one thing!

"Potter made this potion on his own. I never saw Malfoy helping him." Snape said calmly, but his voice held a warning not to reply back.

Ron didn't heed this warning. "I bet you only gave him points because he's a snake now too." He said, sneering lightly.

The only people seeing the hurt in Harry's eyes were Snape and Draco.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor for daring to suggest I play favourites." Snape snapped.

That only fueled Ron's anger. "That's bloody unfair! You can't do that!"

"Detention with Filch, this Friday at eight p.m. Class dismissed." Snape snapped.

Everyone raced out of the room, Ron ranting to Hermione.

"Harry, don't listen to that idiot. He didn't have the right to say that." Draco said and laid his arm around Harry's shoulders.

"But he's right; you did help me." Harry said softly, hurt clear in his voice.

"With a minor thing, Potter. The point is: you made that potion on your own. That deserved points. Don't let Weasley's temper get to you." Snape said brusquely.

Harry nodded weakly.

"Go to the Great Hall; it's lunch time now." Snape said.

That evening was the first time Harry's magic lashed out at Hermione. She had followed him and Draco after Astronomy to explain why Ron had reacted that way. She told him that it had indeed been unfair that Harry had received points and that he shouldn't have rubbed it in Ron's face that Harry had been the original Captain. Harry should be more understanding because Ron was having a hard time with adjusting to the fact that his best friend was a snake now. Being second choice didn't help either. And was Harry thinking about them or was he too absorbed with his new friends now?

That little snide remark had made Harry's magic lashing out, causing burns to Hermione. She had shrieked and jumped out of the way.

The second time his magic lashed out was on Wednesday morning, when Harry read the Daily Prophet. Apparently some of the students had owled their parents about Harry's new House and they had alerted the press. Four pages were devoted to the question: would Harry Potter turn dark now that he was a Slytherin? Would the world still have his Savoir or would he join Voldemort? Thanks to the articles, most students were now watching him with wariness.

Harry reached just in time an empty classroom to venture his rage and frustration. The whole room was destroyed by the time Harry had calmed down.

His mood fell even lower when he, once again, couldn't speak to Sirius or Remus. Remus seemed to ignore him in the lesson and that evening they had once again a meeting.

By the time Thursday ended, Harry was feeling depressed. His best friends were angry at his success in Potions and his out lash at Hermione and Remus and his godfather were still not talking to him. After dinner had ended, Harry had locked himself up in an unused classroom, wondering what he had done wrong to Remus and Sirius. If they didn't want him anymore, they could at least say it to him. He wouldn't be angry at them. He would understand it even.

Draco, who felt rather desperate now, went to his godfather for help.

"Enter." Snape said and Draco came in.

"Severus, you've got to help Harry. He has locked himself up in the second room on the second floor and won't get out. He's feeling depressed because those idiotic Gryffindorks ignore him and Black and Lupin haven't talked to him since Sunday. He needs your help." Draco hurried to explain, wanting nothing more than to soothe and embrace Harry.

Snape looked up sharply. "They still haven't talked to him?"

Draco shook his head.

"Those idiots." Snape growled and stood up. "Go back to the dorms, Draco. I will have a little talk with the wolf and the mutt."

"Thank you." Draco said gratefully.

Snape stalked to Lupin's quarters, a scowl on his face. What did those idiots think they were doing? They knew how much Potter counted on them.

The portrait opened when he saw the furious scowl on Snape's face and let him through. He knew better than to ask the password from this man.

Both Remus and Sirius looked up surprised when Snape stormed into the room.

"Severus, what are you doing here?" Remus asked surprised.

"I'm here to drag your sorry asses to your godson, who's depressed now because his own godfathers, the men who claim to love him, are ignoring him." Snape hissed, his black eyes burning. "What do you think you're doing? You know how much Potter relies on you. The boy sees you as his family. Why won't you talk to him? Potter is now afraid you don't want him as a Slytherin and his magic is all messed up now. He's more explosive than ever."

Remus looked truly shocked. "I didn't know he thought that. I have been terribly busy with school, but I thought he knew we wouldn't abandon him. We still love him, even as a Slytherin."

"You don't have to say that to me, but to him. And how was he supposed to know that? He's been neglected all his life. He needs those reassurances to be verbal. Black?" Snape turned to him.

"It's just… I'm still getting used to the fact that he's a Slytherin now." Sirius said uncomfortably and shifted a bit.

Snape sneered. "So you're going to dump him because he isn't a Gryffindor anymore? If you do, then you're not worth it to call yourself Potter's godfather. I'll say this only once: get your asses out of this room and talk to the boy before he sets a room on fire. If you're going to be bloody prejudicial idiots, then you're not worth Potter's worrying. And if you upset him, I won't hold Draco back from killing you. I might even give him some advice. Go to the second room on the second floor." Snape hissed and stormed out of the room.

"Snivellus is right. I'm going to my godson." Sirius said, feeling ashamed and awful for causing Harry hurt.

Remus nodded and followed him to the second floor. Remus opened the door with 'Alohomora' and their hearts broke when they saw Harry curled up on the desk sobbing.

They rushed towards him and hugged him.

"Ssh, Harry, we're here. We're here now. Everything is all right. We won't leave you." Sirius muttered and Remus rubbed Harry's back.

Harry looked up with teary eyes. "So – so you don't hate me?" He asked in a small voice.

"Of course not! We could never hate you! Why would we?" Remus asked shocked. So Snape was telling the truth about Harry's feelings…

"Because I'm a Slytherin now and you were proud because I was a Gryffindor." Harry hiccupped.

"Cub, it doesn't matter in what House you're in. We care about you and love you because of you, not because of a House." Remus soothed and stroked his unruly hair.

"Yeah, pup, we will always love you. I can get used to you being a Slytherin." Sirius smiled.

"You promise you won't leave me?" Harry asked in a small voice, looking like a little child seeking approval.

"Pup, we swear we won't leave you. Ever. You won't get rid of us." Sirius said and gave Harry a kiss on his forehead.

"We love you, cub. That's not something that will ever change." Remus smiled.

Harry smiled weakly and hugged the two men, letting their scents calm him.

A pair of silver grey eyes looked at them tenderly and the door closed softly. Draco smiled; one problem was solved. Harry was back with his family.

Sirius and Remus continued to hug their godson and let him know he was loved. That night, Harry fell asleep peacefully and with a smile. He had his family back and everything would be fine.

AN2: The ending still makes me wince because of its OOCness and fluffyness *grimaces* What did you think of it? Please leave a review behind with your thoughts!

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