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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.

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Author's note: I'm glad the site is back again. It was frustrating to not be able to update on time

Thanks to the following reviewers: kain (I appreciate the input ^^ You should see some of the comments about Ginny in the story Will you be my daddy? on fanfiction. Some of my readers were a bit violent towards her); Madamdragon; cocobyrd87; asiacheetah; unneeded; Sharebear

I hope you'll like this chapter ;) Also, I know butterflies don't fly in the winter but it just sounded beautiful ^^;

Chapter 22: Butterfly kiss

To say Harry was shocked beyond belief would be an understatement. How had this happened? Since when had he started to see Draco more than a friend? Did it start with their kiss? Or had it happened before that? And what would happen now? Should he tell Draco about his feelings or should he keep quiet? After all, they were two boys. There was no way that Draco would like him back. Draco was handsome with his blond hair and grey eyes where you could get lost in and his amazing body while he … Well, besides the fact he managed to survive Voldemort when he was a baby, there was nothing special about him. In spite of the potions Snape had forced down his throat, he still was shorter than most boys of his age; his black hair was untidy and resembled a bird's nest; his green eyes weren't that special … All in all, when it came down to looks, he and Draco weren't compatible.

This sucked. The one time he really was in love with someone (and not some silly crush like he had had with Cho), he didn't have a chance with said person. Why couldn't he have luck for once in his life? Why did everything have to be so difficult?

He almost jumped five feet in the air when he felt two furry soft heads butting against his hands and something long and slender wrapping around his waist while a warm hand touched his shoulder. He whipped his head around and stared wide eyed at Remus.

"Remus! You're up!" He exclaimed surprised. He realized Ruby, Sapphire and Garin were hugging him.

Remus looked concerned. "Harry, is something wrong? When did you get up?"

"A little while ago. I couldn't sleep." Harry admitted and stretched.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Remus asked worried.

"No, just a lot of things on my mind." Harry mumbled.

"Want to talk about it?"

Harry looked at Remus, hesitating. Remus would be the perfect person to talk about his discovery; after all, he had fallen in love with his best friend too. Remus would understand his feelings and could give him advice. Harry opened his mouth, but closed it again after a moment. No. He wasn't ready yet to talk about his feelings for Draco with Remus. He was still shocked about it; it would probably be better to wait with talking to Remus after he was over his shock.

"Maybe later." Harry replied softly.

Remus smiled gently. "All right."

"Moony, can you make pancakes? With chocolate? I want chocolate pancakes." Sirius' voice whined.

Harry and Remus chuckled. Sirius had appeared in the doorway, still half asleep, clad in a T-shirt and boxers.

"It's time like these that I wonder who's the adult and who's the kid." Remus said smiling.

Sirius stuck out his tongue.

"Are chocolate pancakes good for you too, Harry?" Remus asked and headed towards the kitchen.

"Yeah, sounds good." Harry answered.

Sirius plopped down next to him, being careful not to sit down on Harry's pets.

"With a bit of luck, we'll be able to have a snow fight in the afternoon." Sirius grinned and ruffled Harry's hair.

Harry looked through the window and noted surprised that it had started to snow.

"Sounds fun." Harry smiled.

"So, Harry, what's my present?" Sirius asked excitedly and rubbed his hands.

Harry shook his head laughing. "No way! I'm not telling you! You have to wait for Christmas!"

Sirius scowled and crossed his arms, looking like a child that had been denied his presents. "I will find my present." He warned.

Harry grinned. "You can try, but I hid it well."

"Sirius, stop pestering Harry about your present and come eat your pancakes, you impatient dog." Remus appeared in the kitchen doorway, the smell of pancakes and sweet chocolate waving through the air and into their nostrils. "You too, cub. Pancakes are ready."

"Have I told you I love you, Remus?" Sirius grinned and after kissing Remus on the mouth, he almost skipped into the kitchen.

Remus rolled his eyes. "Go eat, you stupid dog." He said, but he smiled lovingly.

Harry chuckled and picked up Sapphire, before joining his godparents at the kitchen table.

They did end up playing in the snow in the afternoon. Garin and Sapphire stayed inside, curling up in front of the fireplace, but Ruby had followed Harry outside. The garden was fairly big and ended at the beginning of the forest. There was plenty room to hold a snow fight. Originally, the snow fight had been between Harry and Sirius – though Sirius swore Ruby was siding with Harry and helping him – but Remus had decided to assist Harry in beating Sirius and after three hours, they won their fight, though Sirius claimed he had let them win.

Two days later, Harry had assembled all his courage to talk with Remus. Tomorrow, Draco, Lucius and Snape would arrive to spend the remaining vacation days with them. It would be best if he spoke with Remus now before Draco arrived.

Sirius had gone out to buy groceries and Harry took this chance to speak with Remus.

He found Remus in the study room, reading a book. Sapphire and Ruby were sleeping in front of the fireplace and Garin was curled up in Harry's bed.

Remus looked up when the door opened and closed again. He smiled when he saw Harry standing in front of the desk.

"Harry, is something wrong?" He asked and closed his book.

"I have a theoretical question." Harry began and cleared his throat.

"Theoretical?"

"Yes. Say, hypothetically, I have a crush on one of my friends and he's a boy. What do you think I should do, theoretically spoken?" Harry asked, hoping he wasn't blushing.

Remus looked at him amused. So this was what had been bothering his cub. He had a crush on a boy. Remus couldn't help but thinking it was cute. "Do I know this boy?"

"No! I said it was a theoretical question." Harry crossed his arms.

Remus chuckled. "All right. Well, theoretically, I would advise you to just go for it. Just go up to that boy and kiss him. That will get your message across."

"That's a rather Gryffindor way to let him know." Harry muttered and frowned.

Remus' amber eyes sparkled. "So it's a Slytherin? Who is it?" He asked rather eagerly.

"I said it was theoretical!" Harry exclaimed, his cheeks gaining a red tint.

"Of course it's theoretical." Remus smirked and supported his head with his hand.

Harry glared. "This conversation never happened."

"It's erased from my memory." Remus chuckled.

Harry huffed, but retreated in his room to read. He just had to trust Remus not to babble to Sirius. If Sirius heard the topic of his conversation with Remus, he wouldn't hear the end of it. His godfather was known for his teasing.

Harry tried to concentrate on his book, but couldn't help but ponder on the advice Remus had given him. 'Just go up to him and kiss him'. Would it be that simple? If he just walked up to Draco and kissed him on the mouth, would Draco react back? Or would he be too disgusted? Harry bit on his lip. He may be for a big part a Gryffindor, but he wasn't sure if he had the courage to just kiss Draco like that. If Draco reacted wrong, he could lose his friendship with the blond boy. He didn't want to risk that. But he also wanted to know if he could have a chance with Draco.

"Harry! Dinner is ready!" Sirius sang and popped his head in the room.

"AAAHHH!" Harry yelped and was so startled he fell off his bed, landing on his back. Groaning, he hosted himself up until he sat up, Sirius looking at him with twitching lips.

"Are you all right? Sorry for startling you, but I did knock." Sirius bit on his lip; not because he felt sorry for startling his godson, but because he was trying to hold his laughter back.

Harry stood up and glared. "If you dare to laugh, I'm going to tell Remus you ate all the cookies yesterday."

Sirius immediately sobered up. "You wouldn't dare." He narrowed his eyes.

"Try me." Harry smirked and ducked underneath Sirius' arm to leave his room.

"I don't think you hanging around with Slytherins is a good thing." Sirius grumbled.

Harry chuckled in response and entered the kitchen. He understood now why Slytherins were so fond of blackmail.

The following afternoon, Harry was waiting nervously for Draco, Lucius and Snape, leaning against the wall. Tonight they would have a big dinner, but the presents had to wait until tomorrow to open them – Sirius had gotten smacked on his head by Remus when he had whined about that.

His head shot up when he heard the doorbell rang and Remus opened the door.

"Good afternoon, Draco, Lucius, Severus." Remus greeted them.

Sirius leaned against the kitchen doorframe.

"Good afternoon, Remus." Lucius greeted back and Harry heard clothes rustling. He assumed they were hanging up their coats.

"Hello professor." Harry took a deep breath when he heard Draco's voice.

"You can call me Remus, Draco. We're not in Hogwarts now." Remus chuckled.

"If you insist."

Dear Merlin, how was he supposed to act around Draco now he realized his feelings? What if he started blushing or stuttering? That would be so humiliating! Maybe he should fake an illness and claim that no one could come near him. Yes, that would be a good idea – except that Snape would probably force some healing potions down his throat. That ruled out feigning an illness.

"Potter, if you keep standing there, you might turn into a statue." The dry voice of Snape broke through his thoughts and he nearly jumped three feet in the air.

"Professor, I didn't hear you." Harry apologized.

Snape raised an eyebrow. "Apparently."

Suddenly, a blond blur hugged him tightly, filling his nose with the scent of lavender.

"Harry, I'm glad to see you again! You don't know how boring it was to spend all your time with two adults who were always talking about potions!" Draco whined, pressing his hard body unconsciously tighter to Harry's.

"I thought you liked potions?" Harry asked, trying to concentrate on the conversation, instead of the feeling of Draco's body against his.

"Yes, but not for talking about it all that time." Draco protested, dropping his head on Harry's shoulder, not knowing how uncomfortable Harry was getting.

"There, there, you're here now." Harry soothed smiling and patted Draco's back. He felt eyes staring at him and when he looked up, he saw Remus with a raised eyebrow and a knowing smile on his face. Harry felt his face redden and he slipped out of Draco's hug. Remus couldn't know, could he? But he wasn't stupid either. Damn it.

"Well, unfortunately, there are only four bedrooms, so Draco, you'll have to sleep with Harry in his room." Sirius announced, not knowing his words could be understand in a wrong way.

Harry's face reddened more at the double meaning and he missed Draco's smirk.

I won't mind sleeping with Harry, Draco thought gleefully.

"You can dump your stuff in Harry's room. I already conjured up a bed for you." Sirius continued. For someone so perverted, he could be really thick sometimes.

"Thanks. Harry, you're going to help me?" Draco asked, grabbing the first of the two suitcases he brought with him.

"Okay." Harry smiled and grabbed the other one. "Why did you bring two suitcases?"

"For my clothes of course." Draco huffed, entering Harry's room. Sirius had placed his bed next to Harry's with a nightstand between it.

"So, did you have a nice time with your godfather and Remus?" Draco asked, taking a pile of clothes and placing it in Harry's wardrobe.

Harry sat down on his bed, feeling uncomfortable with Draco near him. Why did he have to realize his feelings now? Why couldn't he have stayed oblivious until after the holidays? He had a better chance at avoiding Draco in school, than here, where he would be with Draco twenty – four hours long and that for the rest of the holiday. Already he could feel a blush coming up every time Draco said something. Damn it, he was not some silly girl!

"Yeah, Remus helped me with my homework and helped me with the snow fight against Sirius." Harry chuckled at the memory.

"We can have a snow fight after I'm done here. I can't wait to kick your ass." Draco smirked.

"You wish." Harry smirked back.

"Say, Harry, where are your pets?" Draco asked after realizing they weren't near Harry.

"Garin is sleeping next to my pillow and Sapphire and Ruby are sleeping in front of the fireplace. Hedwig is still in the school." Harry replied absently, playing with a loose string of his sheets.

Draco frowned when he noticed the distant look in Harry's eyes. He walked over to Harry and clapped his hands. "Harry, is something wrong?"

Harry blinked and was startled to see Draco so close to him. He stood up and walked to the door. "Yeah, everything's fine. You're done here?"

Draco looked at him suspiciously, but shook his head and smiled. "Yes, I'm done here. Let's go outside."

They had just put on their coats when Remus came out of the living room.

"Where are you two going?" He asked curiously.

"We're going to the garden where we'll hold a snow fight." Harry answered and pulled on his gloves.

"And where I'll win." Draco added smirking.

"As if." Harry scoffed.

"All right, have fun. Dinner starts at seven." Remus informed them.

The two boys nodded and then disappeared in the garden.

Remus shook his head fondly and went back to the living room. If my suspicion is right, then Harry has a crush on Draco. He had good taste, I have to give him that, Remus thought chuckling and sat down next to Sirius.

"Why are you chuckling?" Sirius asked surprised.

"Oh nothing; just a private joke." Remus smiled and lightly squeezed his hand.

Draco had to admit: Harry was skilled in snow fights. They had been in the garden for more than an hour now and he had only managed to hit Harry four times with a snowball. He had been hit seven times. At the moment, he was searching for Harry in the big garden. He was hiding behind a tree and peeking through the branches to see if he could locate Harry. After five minutes, he decided to hide in a better spot: in the doorway. When he was convinced Harry wasn't near him, he made a dash to the doorway – only to be tackled down on his back by a grinning Harry who had shown up seemingly out of nowhere. Harry sat on his hips and hit him square in the chest with a snowball.

"Gotcha." Harry smirked and leaned closer to Draco, his gloved hands resting on the snow, next to Draco's head.

Draco chuckled. "Okay, okay, I admit defeat."

"Good." Harry smiled. His breathe came out as a white puff in the cold air.

A strange silence fell over them as they looked at each other. It was getting late and the sun setting made a glow appear around Harry, reminding Draco of an angel. He was so beautiful…

Meanwhile Harry was losing himself in Draco's grey eyes that were looking softly back at him. His stomach was full of butterflies when he remembered Remus' advice. He would never get a more perfect moment than this. Harry gathered all his courage and brought his face close to Draco's.

Remus better be right about this, Harry thought nervously. He took a deep breath and softly pressed his lips on Draco's soft mouth while closing his eyes. He hesitantly pressed his lips harder on Draco's, feeling small electric like shocks going through his body and making him dizzy. So this was how a real kiss was supposed to be: soft, electrifying, amazing and being able to set his body on fire.

Harry was about to pull back and offer his apologies to the stunned boy underneath him and then hide in his bed out of shame when after a moment Draco hadn't kissed back, when Draco suddenly held his neck and stared at him.

"I'm so sorry, Draco! I – I … Merlin, I messed this one up! I just thought that you … never mind. Let's pretend this never happened, okay?" Harry babbled nervously, but he was silenced when Draco clapped a hand over his mouth.

"I don't want to pretend this never happened, considering this is what I wanted for more than a year now. I like you, Harry, I like you a lot. Do you like me?" Draco asked breathlessly.

Harry nodded hesitantly, his eyes wide at hearing Draco's confession.

"Glad to know that." Draco whispered immensely happy and removed his hand to press his lips against Harry's for a more heated kiss. Their breathes mingled when they explored each other's mouths with their lips.

Harry gasped surprised when Draco rolled him over so that Harry was now lying on his back with Draco on top of him, lying between his legs, their hips and chests pressed together. Draco took advantage of Harry's gasp and slid his tongue past Harry's lips and stroked Harry's tongue, his hands gripping Harry's waist. Harry moaned softly when he felt Draco's tongue touching his, sending shivers up his spine and laid his arms around Draco's neck, pulling him closer. He vaguely thought he should thank Remus for his advice before his attention was completely directed at the boy on him when he bit softly on his lower lip, receiving a mewl in response.

A lonely butterfly fluttered over them, his wings glistering in the soft sunlight.

Snape walked to Lucius who stood by the window, smirking at something he saw. When Snape looked, his eyebrow rose when he saw his godson kissing Potter while lying on top of him. Tss, he should have seen that one coming seeing as he had seen firsthand how possessive and obsessed Draco was with Potter.

"Ah, they remind me of us when we were younger." Lucius sighed and took a sip from his Firewhiskey.

Snape snorted. "Are you really comparing me to Potter? How insulting."

"Now, now, I know you secretly begin to like the boy, Severus. You don't have to hide that. Besides, as of tonight he'll stay permanently in your life because he's now together with our Dragon." Lucius smiled. He was happy for his son. Harry was a beautiful and sweet boy. Not to forget, interesting too. No wonder he had caught Draco's attention.

"They can split up, you know." Snape commented dryly.

"No, they won't. Once someone or something is in a Malfoy's possession, we won't ever let go." Lucius leered at him. "You should know that very well."

Snape rolled his eyes. Yes, he did know that fact very well; they were twenty years later and Lucius still managed to dazzle him with his eyes and smooth alluring voice like when they were students – not that he would ever admit that. No need to fuel Lucius' ego.

A few minutes later, Draco and Harry walked into the living room, both blushing and smiling.

Sirius walked out of the kitchen, drying his hands with a towel. He had helped Remus with the dishes before he was forced out of the kitchen by his boyfriend because he couldn't keep his hands to himself. Hey, it wasn't his fault his boyfriend was smoking hot. He would get what he wanted tonight.

"And boys, did you have fun?" Sirius asked smiling and started to levitate the plates and glasses on the dining table.

Draco snickered when he thought back on what they exactly had done. Oh yes, he had had fun and he couldn't be happier than he was now. Harry had returned his feelings and he had kissed him first! He finally had gotten what he wanted!

Harry elbowed him in his side, threw him a warning glare and replied, "Yeah, we had fun. I won with the snow fight." He smirked satisfied.

Draco snorted. "You cheated."

"You're a sore loser, Draco." Harry grinned.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

Before they could go further with their argument, Remus appeared in the doorway. "Dinner is ready."

Snape sighed, but took his seat between Lucius and Remus. How the Malfoys had managed to persuade him to come along, he would never know.

Besides Lucius and Snape (who only knew it, because they had seen it – not that the boys were aware of that) Remus was the only one who saw the change between his cub and Draco. They weren't kissing or overly touchy with each other, but Remus' sharp eyes caught the light caress Draco gave to Harry's hand and the small smile Harry gave the blond. Remus smiled inwardly; so his cub had taken his advice after all. He wondered when they would officially tell everyone they were together. He figured they would want to wait for a while, because it was obviously new to them both. No matter, he was still happy for Harry. Harry needed someone besides him and Sirius to depend on. But if Draco dared to hurt his cub, he would break every single bone in his body.

Remus caught Harry's eyes and smiled. Harry blushed when he understood the meaning of Remus' smile, but smiled back and mouthed 'Thanks for the advice'.

Remus winked and mouthed back 'No need to thank me'.

The rest of the evening was spent talking, or in the case of Sirius and Snape arguing while Draco and Harry played Exploding Snap. When the clock struck eleven, they decided that it was time to go to sleep. They all prepared themselves to go to sleep, so no one noticed the mischievous grin Sirius sported when he hung something up in the kitchen doorway.

Draco pressed a sweet tender kiss on Harry's lips before whispering, "Goodnight, Harry."

"Goodnight, Dray." Harry whispered back smiling. He heard Draco stepping into the bed next to him and fell asleep with a soft smile on his face. Maybe he did have luck once in a while.

He was in a room. The only light came from three candles, but it was enough to illuminate the horror chamber. Blood. There was blood everywhere; it was splattered on the walls, the floor, the ceiling … The whole room was coated in it. It was dripping off the walls, from the ceiling, forming puddles on the floor.

And bodies. There were bodies scattered everywhere in the room. Women, men, children … Ten in all.

One woman was still moving; her breathing was shallow, her skin was a sickly pale and she was crying. Her eyes widened when she saw silver flashing in the candle light and she screamed terrified.

A flash of silver.

The screaming stopped.

Harry shot up in his bed, sweat making his pajamas cling to his body, his heart beating fast and his breathing hard and loud. What in the hell had that been? Had it been a vision or just a terrible nightmare? He tried to remember if he saw someone familiar, but the details of his dream were fading away.

He sighed softly and grimaced at the foul taste in his mouth. He needed a glass of water.

The floor made a cracking sound when he stepped on it and he heard the rustle of sheets before Draco's sleepy voice asked, "Harry, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to get a glass of water. Go back to sleep." Harry whispered and opened his door.

"Hm."

Harry felt his way in the dark to the kitchen and tried not to stumble too much. He didn't have to be afraid to step on his pets, because they were all sleeping in his room. When he walked into the kitchen, a weak red sparkle appeared in the doorway before it vanished.

When Harry was done drinking, he placed the glass on the counter and made his way back to his room. Well, that was the plan until he walked through the doorway. He couldn't walk forward anymore; it was as if his feet were glued to the floor.

"What the …" Harry whispered and jerked his leg. His hand caught the doorpost when he fell forward. What was wrong? Why couldn't he move his feet?

He looked up and narrowed his eyes to see in the dark. After a few seconds, he could vaguely see the outlines of … mistletoe. Harry groaned miserably. He had a feeling that the mistletoe had something to do with his inability to move. When he discovered who had hung up the mistletoe he would strangle that person. Now that he thought about that; the only person who could have done this was Sirius. He growled softly. He would get his godfather back for this. He figured he would have to stay here all night until someone released him.

Harry just hoped it wouldn't be Snape.

Draco frowned when after half an hour, Harry still hadn't returned back. Why did it take him so long to drink some water? Draco huffed and stepped out of his own bed. He shivered slightly when his feet touched the cold floor and he padded out of the room. When he neared the kitchen, he saw the outlines of Harry's body leaning against the doorpost.

He stopped in front of Harry, who opened his eyes. "Harry, what on earth are you doing here? Why are you not in bed?" He asked and raised an eyebrow.

Harry sighed and ranked a hand through his hair. "My dear godfather decided it would be fun to hang up mistletoe that won't let you leave until you have kissed." He answered annoyed.

Draco smirked. "You're lucky I'm here now." He murmured and sneaked his arms around Harry's waist. He bent down and caught Harry's lips with his.

Harry sighed contently and opened his mouth when Draco teased his lips with his tongue while he laid his arms around Draco's neck. Lazily Draco stroked Harry's tongue with his and his hands wandered over Harry's back. Harry mewled softly when he felt Draco softly nibbling on his lower lip. Harry nipped Draco's upper lip and didn't notice that his feet were freed of the mistletoe spell. He could get used to these wonderful kisses.

Eventually they broke apart when the need to breathe couldn't be ignored any longer.

"Let's get back to our beds, okay?" Draco suggested breathlessly. He looked smugly at Harry's dazed look and swollen lips.

Harry nodded, panting a bit and they walked back to their room.

"Do you mind if I sleep with you in your bed? Just sleeping, I promised not to do anything else." Draco murmured in Harry's ear, enjoying the feeling of Harry's body against his. He paused. "Unless you want me to."

Harry felt his face redden at Draco's words and he swallowed with some difficulty. "No, I don't mind if we sleep together." He mumbled and slid into his bed.

Draco smiled and slid next to Harry, tugging the sheets securely around them before pulling Harry in his arms.

"Goodnight Draco." Harry whispered sleepily in Draco's chest.

"Goodnight Harry." Draco murmured back.

They woke up the next morning due to hearing a rather colorful string of words of Snape who was trapped in the mistletoe spell. Apparently someone kissed him, because he was seated at the table scowling, next to a smirking Lucius and a pouting Sirius when the boys entered the kitchen. Draco had a feeling he knew who had kissed Snape. The mistletoe had disappeared mysteriously.

That evening, after dinner, it was time to open the presents. They were all seated in front of the fire; Garin curled up in Harry's neck and Sapphire and Ruby were lying at Harry's feet.

Harry, Sirius and Remus had bought an expensive bottle of Elf wine for Lucius. Draco had bought his father a French book and Snape had given him a book too.

Snape received a box from Lucius that had him scowling and Lucius smirking. From Remus, Sirius and Draco he had gotten expensive potion ingredients and to his surprise he even received a rare potions book from Potter who had smiled at him meekly. He had wanted to buy this book for years, but his salary hold him back. Instead of saying his thanks, he nodded to the boy, but Harry understood it.

Remus and Sirius had to swallow a lump in their throats when they received a statue of a wolf, a dog and a stag carved out of wood from Harry. They engulfed him in a big hug and whispered their thanks in his ear. From Lucius, Draco and Snape they had gotten tickets for a stay in a hotel in the Bahamas.

From his father, Draco had received a Firebolt, from Snape a potions book, from Sirius and Remus sweets and from Harry he received a bracelet with a silver dragon carved into the emerald. He hugged Harry and discreetly kissed him in his neck.

Harry received from Lucius a box of sweets, from Sirius and Remus their book filled with their pranks. They told him his father would have wanted him to have it. From Draco he received a bracelet with a golden lion and silver snake intertwined. He laughed at the coincidence and hugged Draco, pressing a secret kiss in his neck. Harry was shocked when he received a present from Snape. Bewildered he opened it and he had to hold tears back when he saw that it was a photo album filled with photos of his mother. He had only received an album of the Marauders and from his parents together, but not of his mother alone.

"I figured you would want to see your mother more." Snape replied abruptly when he saw the questioning look of the others in the room.

To their surprise, Harry stood up and hugged his professor, whispering a thanks in the man's ear. Snape nodded and patted Harry awkwardly on the back before pushing him off gently, ignoring the knowing smirk on Lucius' face.

Blaise had sent a present for Harry and Draco both and when they opened it to look in the box, they went bright red. Blaise had sent them five tubes of lube and a book with sex positions and a card that stated this would come in handy for them when Draco finally had enough guts to ask Harry out.

"What did Blaise sent, Dragon?" Lucius asked curiously when they immediately closed the box again.

"Nothing special. He's just an idiot. I'll kill him when we're back in school." Draco growled and Harry smacked his hand for his eyes. Could it get more embarrassing?

All in all, they went to bed with a happy feeling.

Of course, Harry should have known that happiness couldn't last forever. When he woke up the next morning and entered the kitchen as the first one, an owl was waiting to deliver the newspaper.

Harry paid him and sent him back off with an owl treat. However when he saw the first page of the paper, he went pale and he had to sit down.

You – Know – Who back in action!

Last night, two Aurors who were coming back from their mission discovered ten bodies lying in an alley near the Ministry. They immediately alerted the other Aurors and the Minister. After looking at the bodies, it was discovered that each body (women, men and children) had a message on them for our Saviour, Harry Potter!

After puzzling, the Aurors could read the message. On each body was a parchment with one word. When the words were placed in the right order, it read: "Happy Christmas, Potter. Are you prepared for our annual fight?"

This is clearly a challenge for our Saviour!

It is not known why and when the bodies were dumped near the Ministry, but it is clear that You – Know – Who is challenging Harry Potter! Will Harry Potter react on this message? As of now, we haven't been able to get in touch with Mister Potter, but rest assured, this journalist will spit everything out!

The bodies were heavily mutilated; some were missing limbs, some were lying with their intestines out of their stomach; faces were so carved up, the Aurors have difficulties identifying them… It is pure horror.

We can only hope that Mister Potter will finally defeat You – Know – Who as soon as possible, because we don't want another drama like this happening.

For more information on Harry Potter's encounters with You – Know – Who, page 4 – 5.

Underneath the article, there were pictures of the scene. They even showed the bodies and Harry had to run to the bathroom to throw up when he saw the mutilated bodies. He had known his peace couldn't last forever. It was time to leave the safe almost dream world he had lived in for the past months and get serious.

Sirius sighed when he saw the headlines and heard his godson throwing up. He really hadn't wanted to have Harry see this. Well, it looked like Voldemort was getting serious.

AN2: So they are finally together :D I hope you liked it! Please leave your thoughts behind in a review! I'll see you all next Tuesday (hopefully)

Love and cuddles

Melissa
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