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Draco's Time	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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An: Sorry for taking so long. I was attacked by plot bunnies and cant seem to find any time to go on the defensive.
Third year held no expectation. Draco remembered his third year as Buckbeak and Dementors. The later would never happen, as Sirius Black was already free. Harry's third year was eaten up fighting with his friends and then with Sirius Black, or so Draco had been told.
So Draco decided that this was their last free year, the last year before Voldemort rose, the last year before the weight of Harry's destiny could pull him down so low. He was determined they take it easy, with one exception.
"Are you sure about this?" Harry whispered as they hid under the invisibility cloak outside Crouch Conch, the home of Barty Crouch and prison of Barty Crouch Jr.
"Couldn't you have tried to change my mind before we got here?" Draco pointed out, "Now is not the time."
Harry huffed. The sharp flick of Draco's wand made the wall in front of them transparent only to the two of them, a useful spell listed in the marauder handbook. Inside they could see Winky twisting her hands as the barely visible form of Barty Jr. stumbled around the room. He pushed off one book case and slammed into a desk. Harry winced in sympathy and Draco rolled his eyes. This was a Death Eater, responsible for the insanity of the Lonbottoms and several other heinous crimes and still Harry was sympathetic.
Reginald, Draco's personal house elf popped into the room and stunned Winky before removing Barty Jr.'s failing invisibility cloak and presenting the impaired man with a collection of scrolls.
Barty Jr. shook his head, trying to fight the imperious curse. A shaky hand took the scrolls from the elf and promptly dropped them. Draco cursed. "All my hard work," he muttered.
"What if he doesn't believe it?" Harry asked.
"He will, he is susceptible in his present state. In the future you told me how that ministry witch stumbled on Barty here, was obliviated by Crouch Sr. and then fell into the arms of Voldemort. That is how Voldemort will find out about Barty and without Wormtail he will need a servant. I suspect that he will possess the witch; it should be easy after he destroys her mind, and he'll use her magic to free Barty Jr. We need this plan to be in place before the Imperius curse is removed."
Harry nodded, he'd already heard the plan but still worried it wouldn't work.
Barty read the folded note that came with the scrolls slowly over and over. It was boring to Harry but Draco began to feel the excitement as his plan began to take form. It was crucial and Draco had always been susceptible to the dark joy of a well completed plot. Finally the message held by the note began to take hold in Barty's mind. "Elf," he rasped, voice harsh from disuse, "who is your master?" The note was purposefully vague, signed with 'a sympathetic brother' and nothing else. Draco smirked when Reg opened his mouth to prove he was mute. Barty Jr. hissed and coughed.
"Fine, the first scroll," Barty said holding out a hand for the scroll Reginald handed him. He opened it carelessly by holding on to one end and letting gravity assist him. Draco pursed his lips; it had taken weeks to properly create the artifact that had aged the scroll. No spell would be able to tell that the scroll was only months old instead of the purported centuries. Crouch Jr., of course, didn't even check. Still, Voldemort might.
"He's buying it!" Harry hissed bringing his hands to his lips to contain his excitement.
"Of course he is." Draco told him pompously as a smidgen of stress slid from his shoulders. It was crucial that Barty have unending faith in this false ritual or Voldemort might not choose it.
Barty Jr. read all three scrolls, though Draco suspected only half of it made since to him, before smiling cruely at Reg. "Tell your master, well," He laughed and then coughed harshly, "you can't can you." Reg whipped out a quill and parchment from nowhere and held them at the ready, appearing eager to take a note to his master. Barty nodded tired from his coughing fit, "Tell him our master will be pleased but it won't save him from facing our master's wrath for not remaining true."
Harry lifted a brow at Draco for the apparent irrationality of the message. Draco smirked at Harry and shrugged. Inside the house, Reg took down the message and nodded before disappearing. Draco knew Reg would be waiting for Draco in the room he shared with Harry in their hotel in Florence.
Draco released the spell on the wall, relived when the magical weight left him. It was a difficult spell to hold for any length of time. "Hold tight," Draco told Harry who slipped under Draco's arm and wrapped his arms tightly around Draco's waist. Draco relished the moment of closeness and then apparated them to the international portkey sight where Sirius and Lupin were waiting for them.
"Where have you been!" Lupin nearly shrieked. His eyes were tinted amber and Draco pushed Harry forward, rolling his eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes Draco," Lupin insisted, "We've been looking for you both for hours."
"We were getting supplies for this year." Draco told them in a board tone.
"See!" Black laughed slapping Draco on the shoulder, "I told you they were fine. They were just getting pranking supplies. Right boys?"
Harry nodded glancing up earnestly at a still growling Lupin. "We're sorry; we didn't think you'd care." He dropped his head and said, "Please don't be too mad."
Black and Lupin softened immediately and rushed to reassure the boy. "We only worry because we care," Lupin insisted while Black said, "of course we care Harry, you're our little Prongslett."
Lupin smacked the back of Black's head, "that's not the only reason we care Sirius, he's not a replacement for James."
Black stood, nearly shoving Harry away in his haste to get to his feet and in Lupin's face, "I know that Remus, how could I not, you shove it in my face often enough. I make a mistake one time…"
"It wasn't one time, your mind healer…"
"You always throw that in my face too, you're not even supposed to know what happens there! What about patient confidentiality."
"Don't deflect; you are clearly still having issues differentiating…"
"Oh now you're a mind healer too? Of course, Merlin forbid Remus Lupin not know something!"
Harry took a few quick steps back to get out from in between the now fervently fighting pair and Draco wrapped his arms around the smaller boy, pressing his chest to Harry's back and resting his chin on Harry's shoulder. "You're getting better at that." Draco whispered and knew Harry was blushing and smirking.
"I know right!"
They celebrated the new school year with a prank, a gentle one because Harry couldn't abide by hurting people for laughs.
When they got off the train, Hagrid was already standing nearby his great arms raised and Draco leaned out the window of the carefully chosen compartment to cast a swift spell. When Hagrid opened his mouth to say the words he'd yelled every year this time, what came out was much much different, "Row Row Row your boat, all you first year kids, Merrily Merrily Merrily Merrily, watch out for the Squid."
Hagrid stopped, perplexed, but then tried again, "Row Row…" he stopped, and then shrugged and grinned real wide. "Row Row Row your boat, all you first year kids, Merrily Merrily Merrily merrily, watch out for the Squid." He ushered the very nervous first years into the boats with great sweeps of his huge arms while the rest of Hogwarts giggled.
Granger didn't come back for her third year – whether it was because her parents didn't let her or she wimped out Draco didn't know or care. He hadn't even noticed her absence beyond a curious abundance of study space in the Common room until Longbottom brought it up one day in the great hall.
"Do you think she misses it?"
Draco jerked a little as he had been contemplating the rough housing of the Gryffindor breakfast and wondering if Harry missed it. "Who?" Draco asked but Harry was already answering.
"It depends on if she got tutors. If not then probably, she loved magic and hated not knowing something. It would probably grate on her that she had an incomplete education."
"Who?" Draco asked again and Harry grinned at him.
"Hermione."
It was a rather uncomfortable moment as Harry would surely be disappointed if he knew how little Draco cared about anyone but the two of them. "I'm sure she would be here if she wanted to."
After that Draco began to notice her absence more and he wasn't the only one. Without her hand waving wildly in the air, eager to sprout off knowledge, the professors were forced to call on the students to create the classroom environment they were used to. Many of the students had never felt the need to come to class prepared. As one who was known to have the correct answer, Draco was called on once or twice a class period by frustrated professors used to an active and participating class. His fellow ravenclaws had always felt studying before lecture a waste of time as they had to again when they did homework. Most of the other students had depended on Granger to attract attention. Still, not much changed without her and few even noticed after a month had passed.
Draco took the opportunity to take a few of the classes he'd shirked the first go around and he pulled Harry in with him. They both took Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures but Harry chose not to take Arithmancy which was probably a good idea as Draco was very much out of his depth in that class.
One of Draco's points of attention for their last year of freedom was the Weasleys. "Why do you hate them so much?" Harry asked as they quietly made their way to Gryffindor tower under the cover of darkness and invisibility cloak. "I don't hate them. It's about growth. Longbottom had overcome most of his shortcomings, I'm giving my attention to them instead." Harry rolled his eyes, "Neville will be glad to hear you say that, and so this has nothing to do with any grudges carried over from before? As far as I know they've done very little to you this time around and you've actively pushed me toward the twins, don't think I haven't noticed."
Draco shot him a sharp look but Harry stood firm. Draco thought it too dangerous to mention his previous life when they were so exposed as the corridors. Still, it was a fair question and Draco had promised not to keep things from harry. "Genevra," Harry didn't like Draco's rude names for the Weasleys but he couldn't call them all Weasley, "Is a different creature this time around. Without the chamber incident she is more vicious and greedy. Before her plans to capture you as her own had a level of restriction, probably because she didn't want to become Riddle as she feared. She has no restrictions now and so I must save you from her vile plans." Harry rolled his eyes at Draco's dramatics, a small blush on his cheeks.
They entered the Gryffindor common room easily. Draco obtained the passwords for all the houses as called in favors so often the Ravenclaws began to bring him the passwords in hope of removing some of their debt. Sitting in the dark, backs lit by the fire were the Weasley twins, a folded bit of parchment in their hands. The grinned evilly at the invisible spot Draco and Harry stood in.
"Mission aborted," Draco whispered. "Get ready to run."
"Oh?"
"Leaving so soon?" the twins said.
"Accio, Run!" with parchment in hand Harry and Draco thundered down the hallway, enraged twins chasing after them.
Harry whipped out his wand and silenced he and Draco, and then pushed Draco hard against the nearby wall. Another wand wave had the twins chasing after phantom echoes down the corridor. Harry grinned.
Draco was much better at planning but Harry remained the spur-of-the-moment champion. "I can't believe that worked, " Harry mouthed, still silenced. "Sirius told me but..." Draco kissed his cheek in congratulations still stinging from his failed prank.
Back in the ravenclaw common room Harry removed the charm and said breathlessly, "Well, that was fun. Not the adventure I had in mind for tonight but still, we can prank Gryffindors any time but how often do we get to steal bits of mold old parchment from the Weasley twins." Draco rolled his eyes at the sarcasm. "Ah but Harry we didn't steal it, no, more we reclaimed it. I solemnly swear I'm up to not good. "Harry gasped and hopped over the couch recognizing the words and whispered reverently, "Is that…" as a map of hogwarts spiraled out from Draco's wand tip.
'Reclaiming' the map was the start of a long prank war. It started as only the twins and Harry and Draco, but didn't stay that way. The other Weasleys helped out, even Percy once he realized how outnumbered his brothers were. Harry had told Cedric some sob story about how the twins were holding family property hostage and all of Hufflepuff got in on it. The Ravenclaws would help when Draco called in a favor but mostly preferred to stay out of it. Still the Hufflepuffs proved formidable. Their pranks were nearly always successful even if they weren't as vicious as the Weasleys. Susan Bones had her aunt's tenacity and Longbottom was vicious in his defense of Harry and even Draco- leaping in front of oncoming spells while returning fire even before the intended victims knew of danger.
They fortified their house nearly overnight and not even the Fat Friar could get in. The twins soon found Draco the softer target even with his advanced knowledge, at least until Harry expressed his displeasure and Draco became an honorary Hufflepuff. Draco had thought such a thing would only be in his nightmares, but as his nearly permanent tenure in woman hood - courtesy of a pranked puddle Draco stepped in- finally wore off, he could only feel thankful.
The rest of Hogwarts sat back in shock as the 'greatest pranksters in Hogworts' were schooled by the Badger house.
It all came to a head the night before Yule break. Both forces chose to make this final hit lasting. The nightly feast was interrupted before it even began by several large explosions. When the smoke cleared half the Hufflepuffs were badgers scattering in fear of the half that became lions. Draco, who had been eating with the Hufflepuffs, found himself seriously out matched by Lion Harry who's taken that moment of disorientation to bite a large chuck off Draco's hind in. Similar bloody and gory scenes erupted all over the Great Hall as friend tried to consume friend. The few not affected turned to beg the Weasleys for their friends' lives only to find the whole of Gryffindor suffering from Hufflepuff's prank, too involved in eating everything in sight, literally to engorgement, to even look up from the table.
Dumbledore acted immediately, banishing the hungry lions to a corner and shielding them in while elves took the damaged and nearly dead badgers to the infirmary where Pomphry and Hagrid were waiting. Flitwick dispelled the addictive but simple charm and freed the Gryffindors who were horrified.
As he spent the holidays growing back his hip and part of one leg, Draco was unsure what punishment would be delivered. Even though the twins immediately gave the antidote to their home brew, he felt expulsion not good enough. Surrounded by 1/4th of Hogwarts and a sobbing and guilty Harry, Draco endured his healing and plotted.
Of course the Twins weren't expelled but they didn't go unpunished. For the rest of the year the Hufflepuffs were served by the Weasley clan. The whole affair was rather disgusting to Draco who felt the Weasleys got off easy. Because it was their nature, the Hufflepuffs fell for the Weasleys' earnest apologies and total commitment. They took it easy on the clan who in turn were joyous in their servitude; cleaning the common rooms with relish and organizing a dance routine while serving drinks- or rather the twins danced while the rest merely smiled.
Draco tried to get Harry at least to see through them but even Harry argued that they were truly dismayed by their prank and the pain they caused and had seen the error of their ways. Draco was forced to drop it or face Harry's truly horrifying wrath.
It wasn't until after the Quidditch World Cup Final that Draco got confirmation that his plan was indeed succeeding. They'd missed the Final because it was too near the full moon and Lupin was feeling under the weather and Harry refused to leave him in Greece alone just for a Quidditch game. Draco and Sirius were still grumpy about it and wondered if the original Harry liked Quidditch as much as he'd appeared or if it was a product of his friendship with the Weasleys.
"Draco," Harry hissed one morning and pushed over the Daily Prophet.
"House of International Magical Cooperation Head Burgled" took up the first page. The article went on to tell of Crouch's neighbors calling the authorities after seeing some spell damage on the front door. Auror's reported no evidence but Crouch reluctantly reporting a few jewels and family portraits missing.
"Was it him?" Harry whispered and Draco nodded. Barty Jr was free; it had begun.
An: This is much shorter then normal, but I assumed you'd want proof I'm still trying rather then a long chapter. The next chapter, Fourth year, will be the beginning of their romantic relationship and then I have no idea where this story is headed. Idea's will be appreciated.
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