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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~ Lily I agree the beginning is long and I dont mind you skimmed it, If you have any questions on the back story you only need to find the answers there. Kruksue thank you for the review I am so happy so many people are enjoying it so far. Thank you all readers 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 31

September 2 First day of classes

Harry and Hermione walked down for breakfast, when he decided to tell her about the meeting they were to have next week with Draco. He only hoped that Hermione would be able to keep an open mind and not let past occurrences cloud her judgment. Although he could agree the past occurrences were big ones.

“Mione?” Stopping his friend before they could enter the dining hall where it was relatively student free. “I was wondering if you would be willing to meet my other friend next week?”

Hermione looked closely at him before answering, “That would be acceptable…That is if he can stomach being in the same room with me?”

Grabbing Hermione by the wrist to drag her into the hall, in the attempt to keep her from looking to closely at his blush muttered under his breath, “It was his idea.”

They took the same seats as they had last night for dinner with the same people around them; the only difference was Ron was there glaring daggers at him. Last night Ron hadn’t shown up for dinner and because of it, dinner was nice and peaceful; well as peaceful a table full of Gryffindor’s could be.

With nerves coiling around in his stomach, he chose to eat a piece of toast with a bit of jam; that is until he looked up; seeing Draco with a frown marring his looks. Draco nodded his head to his own plate; with the message received, he added some porridge to his breakfast. Looking back up at Draco, he could tell the blond was slightly happier by the addition. It didn’t mean that he was going to eat it though; luckily Professor McGonagall came around with their timetables.

Groaning at his timetable, you could really tell it was an OWL year, with the way they loaded down the classes, but still a lighter schedule than what he had over the summer. To start off the week, was the one class that never failed to put him to sleep. Monday was History of Magic first period followed by Potions second period, a break third period, Divination fourth period, and Defense Against the Dark Arts fifth and sixth period. On Tuesday double Charms, double Transfiguration, Care of Magical Creatures fifth period, and Herbology sixth period. Wednesday started off with Divination followed by a break then, Transfiguration third period, double Herbology fourth and fifth, Care of Magical Creatures sixth period, and Astronomy in the evenings. Thursday was a light day with only double Potions starting fourth period. As was Friday with double Defense Against the Dark Arts. At least his last two days of the week would be easier only having to worry about the one class per day.

Harry stood up looking down at Hermione, “Are you ready to get to our first class? I want to get there to find the most comfortable spot to sleep.”

“Harry James Potter…This is our OWL year you, need to pay attention…” Hermione said standing up so she could look down her nose at; it truly wasn’t fair that she was taller than he was.

“I know…I know, but that is what I have you for.” Giving his friend a cheeky grin; grabbing her wrist to get her moving towards the exit.

Hermione only snorted, “If you think I would help you…” But ended up smiling at her friend; following him out the door.

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History of Magic was exactly what Harry figured it would be with the ghost Binns teaching the class. Not even five minutes into the lecture hearing the professor’s voice drone on and on about the goblin wars he was asleep. One upside to having this class before Potions, he would be well rested for the class, which he needed to be on his toes for.

For the first Potions class of the year Harry sat next Hermione in the front of the class, completely ignoring Ron. When the door slammed open everyone jumped as Professor Snape strolled in; his robes billowing around him.

“This year we are going to do something different.” Severus said in the darkest voice he had, rolling each vowel into the next. “I will assign you a partner, in which you will have for the remaining of your fifth year. There will be no whining, or complaining about your chosen partners.” Severus smirked at the class, “For I have spent the summer picking them out for you and the selections have been based on each partner’s…Compatibility.”

Harry doubted that was the reason why the partners were chosen for each other, he was sure it was for Severus’s sadistic pleasure that lead him to picking the partners.

“When each pair of names is called, I need one of you to move and sit next to your partner. Do this quickly and do not distract me from my list of names.” Severus looked at the classroom full of students before beginning. “Due to the odd number of students one group will have three, and if even one cauldron blows up from this group they will be scrubbing cauldrons till their NEWT year. “Crabbe, Goyle, and Longbottom.”

The classroom gasped, at this combination it looked as if the Professor was setting himself up with regular cauldron scrubbers from those three. The two Slytherin’s grabbed their bags, moving quickly to the back of the room with Neville. Probably in hopes they could stay out of sight from the Potions Master being as far back as possible.

“Parkinson and Weasley.”

The shriek that came from Pansy was ear splitting with everyone ducking their heads wincing from sound. “I trust Parkinson that there are not any problems with my choice of partners?” Severus drawled baiting the Slytherin girl to argue. Pansy didn’t say anything shaking her head no and quickly moved to the empty seat next to Ron.

“Zambini and Granger.”

Hermione didn’t even complain she just picked up her things moving to the seat next to Blaise since he had a closer seat to the front of the room. The next four paired partners went just the same.

“Greengrass and Thomas; Bulstrade and Finnigan; Nott and Patil; Davis and Brown.”

The room was quiet with only the sounds of chairs and tables moving as people changed their seats. When the partners found their seats everyone turned their eyes on either Harry or Draco as they have yet to be called, it was determined that they were the last partners.

With even more glee coloring Severus’s voice than any other pair he had called out, “Malfoy and Potter.”

Harry knew it was going to happen, the question is should he through a fit being paired with Draco or should he just be the bigger person to the eyes watching the two. He still hadn’t moved when the cold antagonizing voice he hadn’t heard all summer cut through his thoughts.

“Do you honestly think I would move to your table Potter?” He looked up sharply at the blond with the sneer on his face, a close mimic to the years past. Unless you looked in his eyes, there was a light shining from behind them showing him how happy Draco was in being his partner. He gathered his bag and moved to Draco’s table. When he settled, Draco leaned over whispering in his ear. “That is one so far; for the week.”

Severus waved his wand and the potion they we all to create appeared on the board, “By now everyone should know what to do.” The classroom rushed forward gathering the needed ingredients while they waited a few minutes to let most of the fuss clear.

Draco went and gathered the ingredients while he started the cauldron, if they would have been by themselves it would have been just like their summer lessons that Draco had taken over. The familiarity of it was soothing his nerves helping ease him in the routine.

Thirty minutes into the class Ron stumbled by their cauldron, it seemed every time Draco moved it got faster, more graceful; because after Harry blinked the blond was holding Ron up by one hand. “What did you think you were going to throw into my cauldron?” Draco said his voice dripping ice, making everyone who heard have chills race up and down their spines; while tightening his grip Ron’s hand to near crushing proportions.

“Yes Mr. Weasley I would like to see what you have in your hand as well?” Severus drawled taking Draco’s place holding his hand out waiting for Ron to release what he was holding. Ron opened his hand letting drop what he was holding into the Professors palm.

Harry had never seen Severus as mad as he was right now, “You fumbling idiot…do you know what you almost did?” The Potions Master said grinding his teeth together as he spoke next, “If this Ashwinder egg had landed in potion it would have burned down the school, in the process killing everyone in the room.” Ron paled starting to tremble. “One hundred points from Gryffindor for improper use of potions ingredients and one week of detentions with me.” The Professor looked at the classroom, “I want 12 inches on my desk before the start of the next class; on the proper use of Ashwinder eggs. Everyone dismissed.”

The class quickly cleaned and gathered things to be the first ones out of the door, including Draco and Harry not wanting to incur even more wrath from the Potions Master.

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Divination was the same old thing with Trelawney forecasting Harry’s death and ruin which never came about, and each new guess was always more outrageous than the last. He wondered if she had even said a true prophecy, as she was nuttier than any other Professor that had worked at Hogwarts.

The only downside to the class was Ron being in the class and with the room being so small and cramped it was hard to get far enough away from the idiot. So far the redhead hadn’t said anything, but was constantly sending daggers his was, whispering to Seamus.

Harry was looking forward to his next class, which he couldn’t understand why. Having firsthand knowledge on how Lucius taught, he hoped this class wouldn’t be as boring as his Political lessons he had over the summer. Sitting with Hermione again on the Gryffindor side of the room put Harry closer to the front. Closer than he would have liked, but the alternative was to sit with Ron or a Slytherin neither were an option as far as he was concerned.

So far the new Professor was late; the class was supposed to start five minutes ago, and all the students were getting anxious. The more the students talked, the quieter he became, sitting as still as he could. Something was off and the air felt too charged, making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end; looking around he could see that no one else was feeling the same thing he was. He drew his wand when a red light raced towards him. Casting a Protego caused the red light to crash into his shield creating a multitude of sparks that rained down on his neighbors.

“Very good Mr. Potter you have passed the first test…” Lucius said uncovering himself from a disillusionment charm. “From now on I want everyone to always be ready… I may strike at anytime and if you are caught by one of my spells…” Lucius sneered at the classroom, “Not only will you have to deal with the embarrassment that will ensue, but you will also have a fail for the day.”

“Now you all can refer to me as Professor Malfoy, and because I am made to say it…I will be your Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor for this year.” Lucius gave the classroom a smile while the students laughed at his joke against the regulations of the school. “Now you will be put into partners for the year, which Professor Snape has assured me would be acceptable…” Lucius faster than thought casted the same red light spell to the back of the room.

A loud yell sounded from the back of the room where Ron jumped up wearing a dress and heavy makeup, “What the hell…A Professor cannot cast spells on students.” Ron said, his fists clenched and face becoming a beet red.

Lucius tsked at the redhead swinging his wand back and forth, “Now Mr. Weasley I have warned the whole classroom to stay alert, and because my spell caught you unawares you have gained a zero for the day and…” Lucius smiled to the classroom, “you also have the embarrassment of wearing your current attire for the remainder.” The whole classroom laughed at the new situation that Ron found himself in. “Mr. Weasley I suggest you sit down and pay attention from now on.”

“What the Fuc…” Ron spitted out, looking at the laughing classroom.

Lucius swiftly walked towards Ron, “Language Mr. Weasley, this is the second time you have cursed in my classroom and it is unacceptable. 25 points and one day of detention starting tonight for each curse word you uttered in my presence.”

Ron looked at his feet the make-up so thick the blush couldn’t show through; mumbled, “I already have detention with Professor Snape tonight.”

“Mr. Weasley you need to speak up, I cannot understand mumble.” Lucius mouth tightened in a mockery of a smile.

In a louder voice than before Ron answered, “I have detention with Professor Snape tonight.”

Lucius looked thoughtful for a minute, “In that case when your detention with Professor Snape is ended you will have two days with me. Now take your seat so I can resume my lesson.” Lucius turned with a flourish dismissing the redhead. “As I was saying before I was interrupted by inattention, everyone will be in the same pairs that Professor Snape has already set up…This way you should have some type of working relationship already established.” Lucius made a shooing motion with his hand, “Please find your partners and do it quickly we have already wasted enough time today.”
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