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Blonde Is Not Another Word for Stupid, Gay? Is No	By : Idiosyncratic13 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2558 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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I am getting so good with sticking
to my updating. I am impressing myself. Anyone want to
be a beta? Haha, I just am bad at finding my own errors, which is weird because
I am overly good at finding others mistakes in writing. Anyway.
Ta. I�m trying something different in this chapter.

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Chapter 1.

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The Great Hall was filled from top
to bottom with new students, and old ones. Harry could see the first years in
their new tables, having their ears filled by their fellow, older, maybe not so
much wiser students.

�Harry!� someone said exasperated,
snagging his attention away from a young Slytherin he was watching move food
around on his plate.

�Yes, Hermione?�
Harry asked, trying desperately to not lose his patience. Already, she had been
hounding about his summer, his personal business, and what he planned on doing
this year to keep up with his academics. Frankly, it was rather agitating, yet
kind of amusing at the same time. She was nothing if not persistent, but Harry
had other things on his mind, and didn�t want to have to deal with her shite this year.

�You�re different this year.� She
said, staring at him strangely.

�Brill, she�s going to do her
Sherlock Holmes on me now, with her clueless Watson Ron, and interrogate me
about everything, got to put her off.� Thought Harry
exasperated already.

�Mione,
I�m just tired is all. Busy summer this time.� he said, lowering his eyes, and
picking at his pant seams. Her eyes softened, and Harry smirked mentally,
score, she fell for the act.

�Oh, okay then. Ron have you gotten
a new familiar?� she switched over to Ron.

Harry looked up briefly, and then
did a double, then a triple take. Hovering right next to Ron�s shoulder was a gigantic,
wooly spider, as big, if not bigger, as Ron�s head.

Puzzled and confused Ron shook his
head. �Why?� he asked Hermione.

Cocking her head to the side, she
pointed, and questioned the red head.

�That�s not your Solifugae then?�

�My soley-whaat?�asked Ron around a bite of treacle.

He turned around and came face to
face with the spider. He froze eyes wide as saucers.

The spider began to sway and got
within a hairs breadth of the red heads face, and he shrieked, trying to jump
up from the table and run at the same time, instead tripping over the bench to
land on his bum.

All the students watching the scene
burst into laughter as the spider dropped onto his knee, and began crawling up
his leg.

Harry chuckled watching his friend
jerk around on the ground. He�d already seen the weave of magic in the spider,
and had followed it back to its smug owner sitting in the green and silver
shadows.

�Finite Incantatem.�
cast Hermione after getting herself under control of the laugher.

Flushed and thoroughly humiliated
Ron slunk back onto the bench, getting clapped on the back of the back in good
nature by his housmates.

�But, it looked so real! I thought
it was a real spider. And the size, bloody hell, it was huge.� Ron explained to
his friends, setting off more inter-house laugh.

�Blimey, some kind
of friends you lot are! I happen to have had a very traumatic experience when I
was younger, and ever since then, well it brings back bad memories!� Ron
exclaimed indignantly.

�Honestly, you boys! Ron, you wouldn�t
have been able to tell, it was very complex magic. The spell is Addo Occultus
Vereor ut Superficies, and is advanced magic, most people don�t know it.�
Hermione rebuked, quite snottily in Harry�s opinion.

Rolling his eyes and tuning them
out, he turned to watch the Slytherin boy. He had dark brown hair, and pale
skin, and had the most beautiful blue eyes. Harry smiled as he watched him,
although it was more kind sad than amusing. He apparently wasn�t fitting in
very well.

�Welcome back students new and
old!� cried out Dumbledore with so much enthusiasm in his voice, his damned
eyes twinkling like normal.

A mixture of resentment and
affection warred in Harry, part of him hated Dumbles for what he had done, and
yet part of him still regarded him as a grandfather figure, and wanted to go
along with what he asked.

�Another year is in front of us,
full of fun, learning, and friendships. Now, Mr. Filch asked me to remind you
that the list of banned magical items is hanging outside of his office, and that
the Weasley�s Wizarding Products have also been added to the list. Also, he has
asked to remind each of you returning students, and the younger ones that the Forbidden Forest is off limits to all of you.
Also-��Dumbledore went on with his speech, but Harry had already tuned him off.

The new Slytherin was holding back
tears, Harry could tell from the tell tale signs. The bit lip, the tense
shoulders, and the determined stare at a spot, resolved. �Hmm, wonder what
happened�� Harry wondered.

As a whole the students rose and
began to walk to their houses. As much as Harry wanted to find out about the
new Slytherin, he followed his classmates out, determined to find out more the
boy.

*~*

Yawning, Harry turned to look at
the time, and groaned seeing how he needed to get up.

�Sssunan?�
he questioned. The snake in question looked up at him. �What did you think of
the new Ssslytherin?�

The snake paused and thought.
�He�ss ssad, he needsss humansss.� Harry nodded in agreement, and ran his
finger down the snakes head gently, and smiled. It was always disconcerting for
him because when he touched the snake it was silky and wet from the spell, yet
it didn�t appear to be.

�Guess it means I am going to have do something about it�� mumbled Harry to himself, and then
got up to get ready for the day.

*~*

As he walked out of the bathroom
toweling his hair, he was almost knocked over by a frantic Ron.

�Harry! We�re going to miss
breakfast! Bloody hell!� he shouted, hopping out of his pajama pants, and
jumping under the shower, which blasted him with cold water.

Chuckling, Harry quickly dressed,
and then feeling kind, pulled out some of Ron�s clothes so he wouldn�t be too
late, and then sauntered out of the room.

*~*

Sliding into his seat he smiled.
Hermione was already scanning over her schedule, and planning on what books
she�d need.

Briefly scanning his schedule he
smiled. Double Potions after breakfast, then DADA, and then
Charms. Not bad, a busy day.

�Where�s Ron? I�d think he�d not
want to miss breakfast?� asked Hermione.

Harry pointed at the door, where
Ron could be seen running forward, a panicked expression on his face. His
disheveled array and his wet hair explained the rush he had been in to not miss
the said breakfast.

Fondly, Harry cast a quick drying
spell on his friend. Thankful, Ron smiled around a bite of egg and sausage
stuffed roll.�

�What have we got first?� mumbled
Ron around his food.

�Double Potions,
then DADA, and then Charms. Then a free period.� Harry told him.

While his two friends were eating
and other housemates were trickling in to fill up the seats, Harry looked over
for his new student. He could see him, sitting at the end of the table, face
still unhappy, but not near tears today.

Once again his attention was
distracted by a red head.

�Harry! I didn�t see you last
night, Hermione told me you were tired, but I tried telling her you�d be happy
to see me, right?� bubbled Ginny.

�Oh, great, my
headache of the years. You�d think she�d have outgrown this stage��
thought Harry to himself. Sure, he liked Ginny, but like a sister, and she just
couldn�t get the clue.

�No, Ginny, I was wiped. Didn�t
talk much to any of you lot, didn�t have a kip of energy.� He told her. Her
face fell slightly, but then she turned to launch into a talk with Seamus and
Dean who were arguing about the Quidditch matches
already.

Turning, he felt a gaze on him and
Harry looked up to see Hermione have a calculating look in her eye, and a small
smile on her face.� He knew what that
meant, she thought he didn�t realize that Ginny was in love with him, and was
going to try to get them together somehow.

Shaking his head, he went back to
eating his breakfast, and stealing glances at the Slytherin table, particularly
a small, dark head.

As he was about to sip some pumpkin
juice Harry saw the small boy get up and leave the hall. Curious, Harry jumped
up, mumbled something about needing to go see Dumbledore, he hastily made after
the young boy.

*~*~*

Cursing his luck Harry lost the boy
outside, after having gotten caught in a gaggle of girls who swarmed him.

Scanning the ground and not seeing
his small Slytherin, he shook his head and stalked off angrily, hoping to walk
off this anger. He could feel his magic surge with his anger, and he calmed
instantly, breathing deeply, not wanting to give any hint of his magical
abilities. Those were his secrets, and no one else needed to know. Harry had
worked hard on building them, and even harder on masking their detection, and
he never wanted anyone to know of them.

Lost in his thoughts he realized
his feet had taken him to a small area where the Forest
and the lake met, and he stopped to stare at the lake, seeing the Giant Squid
rolling along.

Suddenly, he heard quiet sniffling.
His heart thudded in excitement, and he crept around the corner or the boulder,
and there curled into a small, feeble bundle sat the little Slytherin.
Instantly his heart went out for the sorrowful boy.

Slowly, and quietly he walked over
to the boy, and crouched next to him. The boy startled and instantly hid his
face, his whole body tense.

�Hey, isn�t this a nice spot.� Remarked Harry, settling down beside him after a second of thought.

Pretending the boy wasn�t there,
and there was nothing out of the ordinary, Harry quietly transfigured a pebble
into a box of tissues, and laid in next to him, and
went back to staring at the lake.

A few minutes went by, and Harry
waited them out patiently.

Finally, a small voice piped up.
�Thank you.�

Harry turned and looked at the boy,
and smiled softly.

�For what?� he asked.

The boy smiled slightly, and for
awhile they sat there in silence, not saying anything both taking comfort in
each others presence.

�I�m Harry.� Harry said finally to
the boy.

The boy nodded and then smiled.

�I�m Alaenn.� the boy said.

�Nice to meet you, Alaenn.� Said
Harry, and then for the next fifteen minutes sat in silence, until they both
rose and left for their classes, in different directions. Each one left to
their thoughts, and as they entered school and as they went to their
prospective classes they were each thinking of the other.

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Double Potions went by fairly
smoothly, Snape only trying twice to befuddle Harry, but each time he had the
answer, and his potion a simple Sleeping Draught, had turned out to be the
best.

Snape had demanded he stay after
class, and then had quizzed him about every part of the potion, without him
being allowed to look at his book or the board. Then after that he quizzed him
on the chapter ahead and then five chapters in advance. When Harry was able to
answer them all, Snape surprisingly had smirked slightly and then sent him on
his way.

Defense Against the Dark Arts had been mostly a
refresher lesson today, and Harry had breezed through it easily.� Then in Charms Flitwick
had also been recapping the year before, and had them cast most basic spells to
make sure they had retained the knowledge of them. Yet, in all three classes
they had all been assigned a foot long essay. Potions had been on the proper
usage of Brittle Root in most potions, and in DADA it had been an essay on all
the types of shields, and how to perform them, and then in Charms it was an
essay on why the motion of wands was important on casting a spell. All of them
were just testing the knowledge from the year before, but it was a lot of work
to do for the first day of work.

Harry was currently sitting in an
unused corner of the library reading The Extraordinary Uses of Everyday Used
Charms, and was thoroughly enjoying himself, when a small boy slid gently into
the seat next to him. Briefly looking up, Harry�s own green eyes met the ocean
blue Alaenn�s, and he smiled before continuing on in his reading, feeling the
disease slip from the boy and then felt him relax.

Finally, after hearing the boy
fidget a little on his chair, Harry lowered his book and met the Alaenn�s gaze.

�Can you show me how to use the
quill?� he asked quietly.

Smiling, Harry marked his spot in
the book, and then leaned forward to show the boy.

A few minutes later and Harry
jerked as ink splattered up into his face after a jerky motion from the smaller
boy�s hand, and he laughed quietly, and gently rearranged Alaenn�s fingers on
the quill.

�I�m sorry, it�s just, I�m not used
to using it�� explained Alaenn quietly.

Harry ruffled his hair
affectionately, and both of them froze, and Harry flushed.

�Sorry, that wasn�t very polite of
me, dunno why I did that.� Explained Harry, embarrassed, surprisingly Alaenn
laughed at Harry.

�No problem, it wasn�t a big deal, I was just surprised by it.� Alaenn told Harry, and
then began to scratch away on his parchment, a tiny smile on his lips.

*!*!*

School days passed, into weeks, and
finally it was the end of the first month of school. Some days were harder for
Harry than others, where he struggled to pretend still. His plans of being
himself were still his plan of action, but now that he had this budding
relationship with Alaenn, he didn�t want to cause any sort of surface ripples
on the lake of semi-calmness. Harry was afraid of scaring him away.

Alaenn had finally told Harry how
he had been cornered on the train, and been beaten up, and then when he had
been sent to Slytherin they hadn�t wanted anything to do with him. He was a
social pariah in the house. They never included him, and made it clear he was
not welcome. He also had spoken of one of the students being nice to him, but
he wouldn�t say who it was, and Harry never pushed.

Harry had one day mentioned being a
half-blood in passing in the conversation, and Alaenn has made a funny face,
and Harry realized then that Alaenn too must be one, and then suddenly it all
made sense. He truly enjoyed the young boys company, and he enjoyed the wit,
intelligence, and humour the boy possessed. It was
refreshing to listen to.

On this particular day, Harry had
been harassed by Hermione after Quidditch practice
about his grades. Since he hadn�t been in her study group lately she
automatically assumed he was slacking off, and having been thoroughly pissed
off had stormed into the library.

As he slammed his books around on
the desk, after of course having cast Silencio, he
shoved himself down in his seat fuming.

�Stupid, bushy haired, know it all!
Sometimes, Hermione, it�s not amusing and it�s just plain annoying! Who does
she think she is!?� grumbled Harry to himself angrily.

�Harry?� questioned Alaenn softly.
Harry jerked his head up surprised.

�You�re early.� He said, flushing
slightly in embarrassment at being caught ranting.

�Yeah, I got out of the house
early, and had nothing to do, you�re late by three minutes.� Teased
Alaenn.

Harry smiled, and soon both of them
were chatting while pulling out their books.

�Snape assigned us an entire foot
long essay on Bezoars.� Groaned Alaenn.

Harry chuckled, and told his
friend. �He assigned us two feet on the different uses of scurvy-grass and
aconite.�

Alaenn scrunched his nose in such an un-Slytherin way that Harry laughed. For, Alaenn could be
very much the Slytherin in mannerisms and attitude at times. Yet, he had a
quiet, friendly nature underneath all the fa�ade, so it was quite amusing to
Harry to witness these sights.

The only sound in the cubicle was
of quiet breathing, the scratch of the quill on the leathery parchment, and the
soft swish of pages turning.

So it was quite a shock to both the
young students to hear someone rush in and exclaim chidingly, �Alaenn! There
you are, I was worried about you after I couldn�t find
you in your room! Don�t you know better than to leave without letting another
student from your house nowhere you are?�

Harry looked at Alaenn first in
shock, and then at Draco Malfoy in amazement.

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Was this any better? I will update
more tomorrow for sure, if not tonight. I might tonight but I have a migraine
from the snow storm we are having. Anyway, I�d love to know what you thought,
but it�s not necessary for an update.

Thanks to those who did review. I
appreciate it so much. I try not to answer reviews in Author Notes because it
takes up a lot of room and some sites I post don�t like it, but if you have
specific questions, I�ll answer them for you, either as a review from me, or
you could email me and I�d answer you there. Anyway, enjoy. Oh, one question.
Does anyone like Alaenn?
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