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Shades of Black	By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 24401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 19

Classes
the next day passed quickly. Draco and
Harry had exactly the same classes, their elective, Ancient Runes (they had
been taking that since third year), was that afternoon. Draco had gotten the Daily Prophet that
morning and had recently gotten around to reading it. He wouldn�t let Harry read what he was
laughing at, telling him that he would have to wait and see. It was dinner time when Draco found his
mark. Weasley and Granger were standing
in line to get into the great hall. The
two Slytherin made their way closer before Draco broke the silence.

�Weasley! Hey, Weasley!� Draco said loudly, trying to get his
attention.

Even
though he didn�t know what Draco was going to do Harry
put on the fa�ade of knowing, �What?� Ron replied, turning to face them, he
didn�t look happy about Draco calling him.

�Your
dad�s in the paper.� He said, holding up the paper, a wicked smile on his
face. He spoke loud enough for everyone
to hear, �Listen!� With that he began to read.

FURTHER MISTAKES AT THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC

It seems as thought
the ministry of magic�s troubles are not yet at an end, writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent. Recently under fire for its poor crowd
control at the Quidditch World Cup, and still unable to account for the
disappearance of one of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into frest embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold
Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office.

Harry
chuckled softly, �Imagine them not even getting his name right. It�s almost as though he�s a complete
nonentity, isn�t it?� He said mockingly.
Every pair of ears was listening to Draco as he continued reading.

Arnold Weasley, who
was charged with possession of a flying car two years ago, was yesterday
involved in a tussle with several Muggle law-keepers (�policemen�) over a
number of highly aggressive dustbins.
Mr. Weasley appears to have rushed to the aid of �Mad-Eye� Moody, the
aged ex-Auror who retired from the Ministry when no
longer able to tell the difference between a handshake and attempted
murder. Unsurprisingly, Mr. Weasley
found, upon arrival at Mr. Moody�s heavily guarded house, that Mr. Moody had
once again raised a false alarm. Mr.
Weasley was forced to modify several memories before he could escape from the
policemen, but refused to answer Daily
Prophet questions about why he had involved the Ministry in such an
undignified and potentially embarrassing scene.

Draco
smiled as he finished reading, �And there�s a picture!� He said, flipping the
paper and holding it up for all to see, �A picture of your parents outside
their house, if you can call it a house!
Your mother could do with losing a bit of weight, couldn�t she?�

Weasley
looked angry, ok, maybe angry is an understatement, he looked totally enraged,
�Stuff it Malfoy! You should be the one
talking! Look at your mother!�

Draco
scowled, �What about my mother?� He replied, �And if you say anything bad about
her you will not be happy.�

Weasley
sneered, �The way she looked at the match, does she always look like she�s
disgusted or was it just because you were there.�

Draco
growled, �Don�t you dare insult my mother.� He hissed angrily.

Weasley
stuck his nose in the air and turned his back, �Draco, no!� Harry said quickly
as the blonde pulled out his wand, Harry grabbed his arm.

The
blonde looked over at him, eyes narrowed, �He insulted my mother!�

Weasley
was still shaking in anger, his back to them, �Come on.� Harry said, pulling on
his arm gently.

He
sighed softly, turning his back to the red head. A loud bang echoed through the hall and Draco
felt something fly past him, barely grazing the side of his face, leaving a
shallow cut. His grey eyes narrowed
angrily and he reached to pull out his wand when there was another bang.

The
sound of someone shouting rang through the hall, �OH NO YOU DON�T, MISSY!�

Draco
and Harry turned, Draco�s wand was out.
At their feet was a red weasel. Moody came walking down the stairs toward them, his wooden leg
sounding against the floor. He
looked at Draco, �Did he get you?� He growled, looking at him intently.

�Just slightly.� He replied, running his finger over the
thin cut.

�LEAVE
IT!� He shouted again.

Granger
was half bent over, reaching for the frightened looking weasel on the floor. He hobbled over to the weasel, who was shaking in a little ball on the floor.

�And
they say Gryffindors are brave.� Harry whispered to the blonde, causing him to
snicker.

�Never
attack someone with their back turned, that�s a cowardly thing to do!� He said
angrily to the weasel, pointing his want at it.

Suddenly
the little red weasel began bouncing, flying into the air only to come crashing
back down. Moody continued with his rant
as he bounced the pathetic creature. The
fun was interrupted when McGonagall came down the stairs with books in her
arms.

�Professor
Moody!� She said in shock, moving quickly over towards them.

�Hello,
Professor McGonagall.� Moody replied, continuing to fling the weasel into the
air.

�What
are you doing?� She asked, watching the little bouncing creature.

�Teaching.� He said calmly.

�Teach�Is
that a student?� She asked, looking shocked, dropping the books.

He
smiled, �Yep.� Was all she got in reply.

�No!�
She shouted, running over to them, her wand drawn. In a moment Weasley was back to normal,
crumpled on the floor. He slowly got to
his feet, a pained expression on his face, �Moody, we never use Transfiguration
as a punishment! Surely Professor
Dumbledore told you that?�

�He
might�ve mentioned it, yeah, but I thought a good sharp shock��

�We
give detentions, or speak to the offender�s Head of House.�

�I�ll
do that then.� He paused, �That would be you then, shall
we go talk about what happened?� He questioned, glaring at Weasley.

The
three of them left the hall, Granger looked after them worriedly. Harry smiled and chuckled softly, �That was
fun.� He said, looking over at the blonde.
He cringed slightly, seeing the cut on his cheek, �Does it hurt?� He
asked softly, concern rich in his eyes and voice, �I hate seeing your hurt. We should go get it looked at by the nurse.�

He
shook his head, �I�ll fix it after dinner.� He said, smiling, �Let�s get
something to eat.� He said, pulling him into the great hall.

They
took their seats and ate, talking happily back and forth about what had
happened with Moody. Soon the entire
hall knew and everyone was talking about it.
The Gryffindors looked hurt, feeling as though they were being picked
on. Granger ate quickly and left, not
sticking around for anything. Harry
wondered what she was doing, curious to know what was going on.

�I
wonder what Granger is doing?� He whispered to the blonde, �Last night she
didn�t eat and tonight she�s eating quickly and leaving. She�s planning something.�

�We�ll
keep at eye on the Mudblood. Shouldn�t have anything to worry about.�

�What
if she finds out about my father and tells Dumbledore?�

Draco
smiled, �He doesn�t know that you know so we have the advantage. Have you read your book yet?� He shook his
head, �Well get started, you need to know about it.�

He
sighed, �I�ll read it tomorrow.� He said, getting to his feet, �Now let�s go
get your face fixed, I hate seeing you cut.�

The
blonde nodded and got up as well, going with him. The two of them walked up to the hospital
wing to get Draco�s cheek fixed. It
didn�t take long for the fine cut to be healed, it didn�t scar, both of them
were happy about that. When they
returned to their dorm Harry pulled out the book Lucius had given him while
Draco changed and crawled into bed.

�Don�t
stay up too late.� The blonde said, stretching and yawning, �We have class
tomorrow.�

�I
know.� He replied with a smile, changing for bed, �I�ll likely fall asleep reading.� He said, opening the large book and
beginning to read.
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