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My Side Of The Bed	By : WiseDraco Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"The gentleman isn't bright...

he doesn't know the score...

A cake will come, he'll take a crumb

and never never ask for more..."

The Gentleman Is A Dope--Eydie Gorme

Chapter 3: A Little Detour

Kingsley Shacklebolt was a good man. Even now, only after a short time in office as the Minster of Magic, he had already begun to make wonderful changes in the Ministry. Promoting more acceptance toward Muggles and Half-bloods, as well as several other things that were supposed to change the face of the Wizarding World forever�or so Hermione told him anyway.

This was why the whole issue of Draco Malfoy being tried for crimes against the Wizarding World puzzled Harry so much. Shacklebolt had been there when Malfoy was sworn in as an Order Member. In fact he had been�aside from Snape�the only one who believed the Slytherin boy from the start.

�Harry! Come in, come in and have a seat.� Shacklebolt said once he saw Harry arrived.
�Hello Minister Shacklebolt�� Harry addressed and sat in the large chair across from the older man.

Kingsley smiled, �No need for titles Harry.� The brunet nodded and laced his fingers together in his lap. Finally, it seemed, the dark man caught on to Harry's attitude and concern settled across his features. �Is there a problem Harry? I found it odd that you would come here on a school day but when Headmaster McGonagall assured me you had no class, I didn�t have any problems, but now I am wondering if you do.�

Despite the current situation, Harry smiled; Kingsley had always been an insight of sorts. �Yes as a matter of fact, I do have an issue. Why is Draco Malfoy still trying to clear his name?�

Surprise and then confusion crossed the Minister�s face, �What are you talking about Harry? Mr. Malfoy was cleared of any and all crimes when he was sworn into the Order. You know that.�

�That is what I thought, but Draco told me otherwise. I guess he could be lying but the�er�situation in which he told me I doubt he could have lied even if he had wanted to.�

One dark eyebrow rose in question but Kingsley moved on, �Hm�I don�t think that Mr. Malfoy would lie about such a thing.� The elder said confidently. Harry mentally snorted; he may have something that might, sort-of, maybe, kind-of resemble a crush on the blond boy but that didn�t mean he trusted him. However, it seemed Kingsley felt otherwise. �Perhaps I should bring him in and question him.�

Harry shrugged, �Yeah, I think you should.�

�Very well.� The dark man stood and walked to the large fireplace at the side of his office and Floo called the Headmistress. Harry didn�t expect this to happen so soon, but he probably should have. Kingsley had an odd, almost fatherly like complex to him and one could see that the small pale boy held a place in his heart. Harry was never really sure why, but he did recall that when Draco had first shown up at Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, to surrender his wand, Kingsley had taken him into another room to have what Harry assumed to be a discussion.

Though they were not gone long Harry remembered that when Malfoy and Shacklebolt had finally come out, there were tell tale signs of crying in the blond boy�s eyes. Harry didn�t question it but even then he knew that somehow Kingsley managed to make the other boy comfortable enough to derive something about his past, something that made Draco cry.

�No�Mr. Malfoy is finished with his classes for the day Minister. Should I send him to the Ministry?� Harry heard the Headmistress ask, as he drifted out of his thoughts and to the matter at hand.

�Yes, please do Headmistress.�

The woman nodded, �Very well. Is everything alright there?�

�Things are going quite well. I just need to see Mr. Malfoy while Mr. Potter is here. A matter has come up with that needs to be dealt with.�

Again the woman nodded, �Then I will send Mr. Malfoy over now. Good day Minister, Mr. Potter.� Harry smiled at her and waved; she smiled in return and then disappeared.

Not a minute later the emerald fireplace lit and the flames twisted around the form of a body. Draco Malfoy stepped out and dusted off his robes delicately; Harry wondered how the other boy did that so easily. When he had showed up he had gone hurtling into the desk and sent pieces of parchment everywhere, Draco hadn�t done that.

A genuine smile crossed the pale boys face and wonder of all wonders he walked forward and enveloped the Minister in a tight hug in which the elder returned in kind.

�Hello Kingsley.� Draco greeted and pulled away, adjusting his clothing again.

�Draco�� the dark man returned and gestured to the chair next to Harry. The blond nodded at Kingsley and turned; his face showed a hint of surprise when he realized that Harry was in the room.

�Potter.� Draco nodded curtly and the brunet gave him a winning smile in which Draco scowled at. Harry clenched his fists but let it go, it wasn�t worth the fight. Maybe if Draco knew why he was here he would treat Harry a little better�probably not. Thankfully Kingsley got right down to business, informing Draco of what Harry had told him. The silver-eyed boy looked confused at first but then seemed to understand,

�I didn�t realize it was going to be an issue. I am just trying to clear the Malfoy name. That is all.�

�Your name has been cleared Draco.� Kingsley assured, sitting down in his chair and summoning a kettle of tea with a wave of his wand.

A pale, perfect eyebrow arched, �So I was told but it seems a few of the Ministry members wish to go against that. After all, my name was cleared prior to you being the Minister of Magic, and after the fall of the Ministry, well now they are questioning anything proven before the end of the War. In all honesty I can�t say I disagree, quite a few of the Ministry members were at fault for many of Riddle�s victories.�

Harry was a little taken aback, despite wanting to disagree with the other teen he knew Draco was right. The Ministry had been responsible for many deaths though out the War; it had been one of the most devastating parts of that time. To find that the people they were to trust the most had betrayed them in order to save there own skins.

�Nothing has been said to me about this.� Kingsley said and then his eyes seemed to widen, �Oh dear��

Draco nodded, �Exactly�there is nothing you can do until the day of my trial.�

The brunet was obviously missing something. Why would the Minister only be informed of someone being convicted on the day of their trial?

�I don�t understand�� Harry commented, utterly confused.

The pale man drummed his fingers on the arm of his chair, agitated. �Don�t you pay attention to the world around you Potter?�

Harry shot him a look, �No�I don�t. Now tell me what the hell you are talking about.�

Draco rolled his eyes, �The Ministry has become something like the American government. Do you know anything about them?�

�Yes.� Harry bit out, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from lashing out and throttling the smaller teen.

�Good. The Ministry is now like that but not completely. The Wizarding world is not a democracy so much as the Ministry itself is. If a member feels as though the Minister has made a mistake he or she can pose a trial against the ruling. So someone felt as though Scrimgeour�s ruling of my name being cleared was unfair and unjust. In turn they have a right to challenge the Minister.�

Harry took of his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, �Why, though, haven�t you been informed of this?�

Kingsley sighed heavily, �Unfortunately, I do not have to be. Not until the day of the trial anyway.�

�But why?� Harry asked, exasperated.

�Because it is not a trial against me. Nor is it a direct trial against my ruling. Had it been me who had made the decision to clear Draco�s name while I was in power then I would have had to be informed. But because I wasn�t and because the Ministry was under a very different sort of ruling at the time, I don�t have to be informed of anything until the date it is presented to me.� Kingsley stated, lifting a cuppa to his lips and took a drink.

�But that doesn�t make sense.� Harry nearly shouted.

�True�it does not. But these are paranoid times Harry. Many still believe that our troubles are not over. Quite a few Wizards think that if they give me too much power I may over throw the Ministry and become the next Dark Lord.�

The green-eyed boy stood now, outraged. �What in all of hell�s name?! Why would they think that?! Riddle showed signs of being completely nutters from the time he was a child! Have you shown signs you were completely nutters from the time you were a child?!�

The elder laughed, �No Harry, I have not but as I said�these are cautious times. I cannot say I disagree with the caution either, no matter how ridiculous their accusations may seem.�

Harry growled; this was insane. What in Merlin�s name had he missed while he was answering all those bloody questions? Or while he was at those stupid celebrations? Harry clenched his fists, he had been so involved in what had happened to him he wasn�t even focused on what was going on everywhere else! Why had he assumed that once Riddle was dead everything would be just fine? Was he so blinded by his on problems he couldn�t see the one�s going on around him?

�Potter?�

All he wanted was one second to himself and look what it had done.
�Potter you need to calm down.�

He hadn�t seen a single thing that was going on in front of him, and to make matters worse he remembered Hermione telling him that he was a highly influential member of the Wizarding World. Even more so then he had been before; she told him that he should take the time to involve himself more in the Ministry saying that now he had more power, he could change things, or at least help to change things for the better.

Despite the War being over, the problems were not. Granted Kingsley was changing things but how many things could be altered when there was only one man working to do so?

�Harry�� A soft hand gripped his wrist lightly and Harry's eyes snapped to the fingers and followed up the arm. Silver eyes peered into his uncertainly. �You need to clam down Potter�you are going to destroy the Ministers office.�

Harry looked around; Draco was right. Everything was shaking around the room, the chairs, the pictures on the wall, even the heavy oak desk Kingsley sat behind.

The smooth long digits around his wrist rubbed gently, as if trying to sooth away the tension, �Just clam down Harry�you are going to hurt someone.�

Everything stopped shaking and dropped where it was. Oddly enough though, Draco didn�t release his hand, not that Harry was really concerned. The other boy�s skin felt good against his; it felt right somehow.

�Sorry�� Harry mumbled, taking a few deep breaths and trying to clear is head.

�It�s alright Harry. I didn�t expect you to get so upset.�

�I�m sorry.� The brunet said again and sat down, leaving his arm up so the other boy could still hold on to him.

�It�s fine. Are you alright?� Kingsley gave him a reassuring smile.

�Yes.�

�Are you sure?� Draco asked; he faced him and moved his hand to rub up and down Harry's forearm, �I can still feel your magic humming. You need to calm down, think of something soothing.�

Harry eyed him and Draco gave him a look, as if to say �well you idiot?�. The Gryffindor rolled his eyes but closed his them just the same and let his anger go. He had learned how to control his feelings through Occlumency. Snape had constantly told him to stop holding on to feelings and let them go, it had taken Harry quite some time to be able to do so.

Draco�s hand released his arm and Harry felt his magic spike again but he let it go. He did want the other teen�s skin against his again but he this didn�t seem the best time to about letting Draco know that.

�My trial is three weeks from now.� The blond said, facing the elder man. �Now you know�it should be fairly easy�they have nothing to honestly convict me. Save for the Dark Mark, but once they administer the Veritaserum they will question why I received it and then the truth will come out. Truly Kingsley, I had no fears about the trial that is why I did not tell you about it. And aside from that you have been involved with several other things; I did not see a reason why I should inform you about something so mundane.�

The dark man sat back, �It is not a mundane reason Draco. I told you to always come to me with your problems. Please do not do something like this again.�

Draco nodded, �Yes sir. May I be excused?�

�You both can go. Good day boys.�

Draco stood in one fluid motion and made his way to the door, Harry not far behind him, �By the way�� the teens stopped and turned, facing the Minister, �I must ask you Draco, why is it you confided in Harry of all people? Even I know about the infamous fights between you two.�

Something a kin to panic crossed the blond�s face and he looked at Harry. The Savior sputtered, he understood why Draco was a little wary about informing the man who was much like a father to him that he was completely knackered off his ass when he told Harry what he told him, Harry would be wary about it too.

�Er...uh�� Draco started.

And then the stupidest words burst forth from Harry's mouth; �We�re dating!�

Draco�s mouth dropped open, as did Kingsley�s, �You are what?� The dark man asked, shocked.

The silver-eyed boy, it seemed, couldn�t even muster a few words to question just what in the hell Harry was talking about.

�Dating.� Harry got out calmly, inside though his mind was frantic. What the fuck are you talking about?! Dating?! We�re dating?!

Kingsley sat back, �Hm�I didn�t even know you liked men Draco.� He smiled warmly at the pale teen, �Well�I�m glad you two have settled your differences and I�m sure you could never find a better partner.�

Draco�s mouth worked franticly, as if trying to chew himself a sentence while Harry's arm whipped out and grabbed the blonde�s hand.

�Yes well�we are going to leave now.� Harry squeaked and Kingsley nodded,

�You boys have a good day��

Harry groaned inwardly and what a day it was going to be.

TBC...
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