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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42620 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Authors Note~ Thank you everyone for reading enjoy :)

Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer. Also any readers that are lost, read the Authors Note at the beginning of the Prologue; it will help make things clear.

Chapter 30

September 1^st the start of Hogwarts

The morning that everyone had to board the Hogwarts express was in complete disarray; Mrs. Weasley, yelling at Ron and Ginny telling them they needed to hurry. The twins causing havoc, by opening trunks, spilling their contents and tripping Ron on every other step. Harry and Hermione were sitting on their trunks to keep them closed; laughing at the problems the others were having. Sirius and Remus were not helping, both leaning against each other guarding the two Gryffindor’s that were ready.

A loud crash, caused by Ron tripping over his trunk, both falling down the stairs woke up the portrait of Walburga Black; her curtains flying open, screeching at the top of her lungs. Harry looked up at Sirius’s mother when she started screeching her dislike for blood traitors and such; when she stopped suddenly, looking at him.

“It’s true…You came…You’re finally here…Please cast these foul creatures from my home…” For once the portrait didn’t screech, she actually talked normally, preening as he stared at her with his mouth open.

Sirius rushed forward closing the curtains before his mother could say anything else. “Hush Mum it isn’t safe yet…but yes the Enrai has finally come.”

Walburga Black yawned stretching to the full extent of the portrait, “Good I can finally sleep peacefully.” The curtains closed of their own accord, the portrait becoming quiet.

Harry looked at Sirius in confusion when his Godfather answered, “It is my mother she...Let’s just say she doesn’t like so many traitors in her home.”

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The students at Grimmauld Place barely managed to make it to the train station; only giving them five minutes to load their trunks and aboard the Hogwarts Express before it would leave them behind. Harry had never been so happy, as he was that instant; with the peace and quiet of the compartment that Hermione was able to find for them. Right now he needed that respite before he had to confront the many students that attended Hogwarts; even though he missed his other friends this time it was different. He was different now; with everything he encountered making him question whether it was as it appeared; or if there was a deeper meaning.

Was Neville the person he appeared as the lumbering wizard that loved plants and was horrible at potions? Or was Luna, slightly dazed witch; or did she have a hidden intelligence under that whimsical personality. Then there was Collin Creevey, were all his pictures he had taken for just his personal collection; or was it to keep track of him? What about Seamus, Dean, Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron; it all became so confusing when he thought about it. Then there was the Slytherin’s, most of the Elves he met came from the house of the snake; does that mean all of them were good; or did they also have an ulterior motives? Only one person he didn’t question was Hermione, she had his absolute trust; even though Harry left out some things last week; he knew it wouldn’t be long before he told her everything.

“Harry? Harry…Are listening? Or are you in dreamland again?” Hermione was almost shouting to get his attention.

“Err.. Sorry Mione… I guess I was daydreaming again. I have so much to think about sometimes it is hard to keep my head out of the clouds.” Shaking his head, clearing it from the fog of his thoughts.

“It’s ok… If anyone deserves to have their head in the clouds it would be you.” Hermione said with an understanding smile. “I was only wondering who the other Gryffindor prefect was going to be?”

Harry smiled, “Well you don’t have too long till you find out, the meeting will start soon.”

“You’re right of course…Do you mind stepping out while I change, I want to wear my school robes to the meeting?” Hermione said, excitement couldn’t even keep her on the seat as she jumped up finding her robes.

As soon as Harry closed the compartment door, Ron came into view. He groaned at the apparent confrontation that he was going to have by the look on the redheads face. Why couldn’t his former friend get through his thick skull; that he didn’t want to be friends?

“Awww… What, did Hermione kick you out? You can always come to my compartment? Ron said through clenched his teeth. It was almost like he was being forced into being nice and it was leaving a sour taste in his mouth.

“You know what Weasley…I have tried to tell you…Yelled at you…Reasoned with you… But I believe you are too stupid to get it in your thick head.” Harry took a deep breath so he could yell at the redhead, “Will you just leave me the fuck alone…You are not worth my time.”

Ron’s face turned a scarlet red, fists clinched at his side, running at him faster than he thought the ungainly wizard could. Colliding into him; the redhead grabbed his shirt by the collar slamming him into the wall; hitting the back of his head. Closing his eyes, waiting for the fist that he saw Ron lift; in anticipation of being hit; when all pressure left his throat making him slump against the wall. Opening his eyes at the crash on the opposite wall; revealed Draco and Ron, in the same position; that Ron had Harry a minute ago. The commotion in the hallway had Hermione flying out of the Compartment door, wand ready.

“Now what do we have here?” Draco slammed Ron against the wall again, “Why I believe it is a weasel that has yet to learn his place.” Draco got close to Ron’s face looking him in the eye. Before the summer, Draco was shorter than Ron; but after the many growth spurts that Draco had; Draco was now a head taller than the redhead, which the blond was using to his full advantage. “Which I would say is under my shoe.” Draco said the last statement in the same chilly voice he could have only learned from his father.

Hermione was about to stop the fight when Harry put his hand on her shoulder to stopping her, shaking his head no. Hermione raised her eyebrow in question and he mouthed, ‘later’ to her. In which, she nodded that she understood standing back to finish watching this latest development.

Ron was spitting and sputtering his face so red Harry though it could have glowed in the dark. “What is it to you ferret face? Why would you even try to protect Harry?”

Draco didn’t even loose his cool like he would have done last year; instead he tightened his hold on Ron’s collar to the point of cutting off his air supply. “Since Harry has decided to smarten up some and dropped you as a friend.” Draco smirked, “I have decided he isn’t so bad, my only problem with him was that he liked you…The one Wizard that is so far below Harry socially…That it disagreed with my delicate sensibilities.”

Draco dropped Ron, who landed in a pile at the blond’s feet, “Now that is better, see you finally agreed to your proper place in this world.” Ron didn’t say anything, got up running from the hallway; embarrassment returning.

When Draco looked at Harry, the question of if he was alright in his eyes. Harry smirked and acted as if he fainted into the wall. Looking at Draco, Harry fanned his face and mouthed, “My hero.”

Draco rolled his eyes and mouthed back, “Seventh floor tonight.”

Harry nodded that he understood hoping that Hermione didn’t see their exchange. It could bring up questions that he wasn’t ready to answer yet.

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Draco looked at Granger completely forgetting that she was present, with everything that happened with the weasel. Still furious with the idiot, who didn’t have any right; whatsoever to even lick the bottom of Harry’s shoe, let alone touch him. He asked with more anger then he would have liked, “Granger I believe we have a prefect meeting to attend.” Without even making sure that Granger was following, he walked to the meeting in the prefect’s carriage.

Sitting next to Pansy Parkinson who was the other Slytherin fifth year prefect, which was across from the two Gryffindor prefects. He knew Granger was a prefect but seeing the weasel there as well; was just another reason why he didn’t want this appointment. Seeing the face of the grotesque redhead so soon after the incident he found Harry in was not helping him regain the cold mask he needed right now. All he wanted to do was reach across the table to pound the weasel’s face in, and then gloat on how much he was better, actually how much the whole Wizarding World was better than him.

Then there was Granger, he truly didn’t have anything against the bushy haired witch, and if Harry was to twist his arm he might even admit that the witch was smart. What was bothering him about her sitting there was she had yet to stop starring at him. It was like Granger had a specimen she was trying to come to a conclusion about; and was making him uncomfortable to be in her sights like that. It could only mean one thing, Harry must have told her.

He couldn’t decide if he was angry with Harry for telling her, only time would tell if it was a good decision or not; sometimes the Gryffindor was too rash with what he knew. But if it comes out that it was a bad decision then Draco would be there to cover up the mess it would create. Although this was perfect material to tease his mate; something that he was bound to use to its fullest; nothing was better than making Harry blush.

“Malfoy you were asked a question…are you ignoring us in this meeting?” The Head boy said in clear agitation at having to say anything.

“Oh’ so sorry, I was wondering how I was going wash my mind from the filth I was seeing?” Draco said giving the weasel a pointed look before walking away from the meeting. He had better things he needed to do at moment.

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Harry was sitting at the Gryffindor table between Hermione and Neville with the rest of his friends that he hadn’t seen since the end of last year. Neville was being quiet, whereas Dean and Seamus were bickering back and forth about their summers; Seamus being the loudest. So far everything was the same as every previous year had been. The only difference was instead of looking at Draco’s back in the dining hall; Draco had placed himself so he could keep an eye on him.

Sitting next to the blond was Pansy and Blaise; Draco had earned his name for the Slytherin ice prince as he sat regally in his seat with all his devotee’s listening to his every word. As he watched; Pansy leaned into Draco, pushing her chest into his arm, whispering something into his ears. He saw red; if it wasn’t for Hermione, then he would have jumped over the table to physically remove her.

Hermione looked at Harry giving him the same questioning look; he shook his head no; if he kept acting like this it wouldn’t be too much longer before he had to tell Hermione everything. Looking back at Draco’s table he watched as the blond shook off Pansy giving her a cold look. Making him smiles at the interaction; and Hermione narrowed her eyes. Nope He really needed to cool it, or he would be telling her everything tonight.

“Welcome returning students and new students.” Dumbledore said looking across the hall with a warm smile and the twinkle in his eye, giving him the grandfatherly appearance. “I have a couple of announcements to make before dinner can be served. We have a new Defense Against the Darks Arts Professor this year.” Lucius stood up from his place next to Severus at the Professors table. “I hope everyone will give Professor Malfoy a warm welcome.” There were nervous glances between all the students and only a few clapped their hands. “Now the Forbidden forest is off limits for all students. As well as some gags and pranks that is from Zonko’s. Filch has the list of items that are against regulation. Now I believe it is time to eat.” The Headmaster clapped his hands and the food appeared on the tables for all the students to enjoy.

Harry dug into his food, relishing the taste he remembered; at least something’s don’t ever change.

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Dinner was great and watching all the first years trying to navigate the moving staircases was funny. Now Harry was watching the Marauder’s map waiting to see when Draco was on the seventh floor. He knew Draco was a perfect because Hermione told him, so for the last hour he watched as Draco made his rounds in the dungeons waiting for his dot to start moving upwards onto other floors.

Not paying as close attention as he should, noticed that Draco was now on the seventh floor and was pacing back and forth. Grabbing his invisibility cloak, dashed out of Gryffindor tower. When he reached the spot that Draco was pacing there was no sign of the blond. Bringing out his map again to see if he could find Draco; when a pair of hands came through the wall pulling him through a door that wasn’t there a second ago.

“What the…?” Harry squeaked, not knowing what was going on. Turning around he saw the grinning face of his summer friend; rushing forward giving him a hug. Draco held him at arm’s length, critically inspecting every inch making sure, he was alright.

Harry rolled his eyes shoving the blond back, “I am fine Draco. See nothing wrong.” Harry said as he held his hands out turning around slowly. Coming back to face Draco again, “Yes I missed you too.” Harry smirked.

“Well, as you should. I mean who wouldn’t miss me. I am the perfect companion.” Draco said in his superior tone that used to annoy him, now only made him laugh at Draco’s antics. “It is time to fess up though…I know you told a certain bushy haired know-it-all Gryffindor.” Draco crossed his arms raising one eyebrow; in his way when he knew he had something over someone.

“Err…Well I had to tell someone and I trust her…I know she won’t tell anyone…and she will help me figure everything out…Hermione isn’t like you think…She is smart…And funny…It was a better choice…” He said, rushing to get everything out, wanting Draco to understand why he did it; a blush slowly climbing as he continued to speak.

Draco put a finger against Harry’s lips effectively cutting off his rambling, “Shhh… I can trust your judgment this time, and if she proves false then I have a way to handle the situation.” Draco removed his finger smiling.

“So that means that you would be willing to meet her in person, that way you can make up your own mind about her?” Harry asked his radiant smile coming into play for added measure.

“Oh’ if I must, I think I can find an opening in my schedule sometime next week.” Draco said looking at his nails for any imperfections. “Why not a week from now when we settle the score for our game we are playing? We all can meet back here at the same time?”

Harry nodded his head in agreement; that did sound a good plan, with both Draco and Hermione being prefects it was easy for them to traverse the hallways past curfew and he had his cloak. “I haven’t thought about a forfeit this time, my mind has been a little preoccupied.”

Draco ruffled his hair, messing it up, “I figured you probably hadn’t thought of anything, what with the jumble you call a brain.” He was about to say something over that last remark when Draco put his finger over Harry’s lips to silence them again. “So I have thought of mine. If I win this week then you have to come with me to the Halloween bash. And there is no reason for you to come up with a forfeit…I know I will be winning this weeks.” Draco smirked, turning to walk out of the magical room that he had dragged him into.

Harry stood there for a minute thinking of Draco, he knew there was something up the blonds sleeve; there was always something when it came to the Slytherin ice prince. Harry smiled as he walked back to his dorm room; tomorrow would hold many surprises.
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