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Detention can change your life	By : Pandora Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 6802 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thank you for everyone who reviewed and encouraged me to keep on writing! Some answers: There will be some more time needed until Harry feels really better and referring to his experiences it would be unrealistic if he recovers that soon (same for Draco). There will be no trial for the rapists in this story because Harry decided to wait until he graduated and the story ends with their graduation. There won’t be a threesome between Blaise, Draco and Harry because it won’t fit into my plot, sorry.

34 Christmas Cheer

There were only a few students spending their holidays at school over Christmas and our Slytherin trio were the only seventh years in their house staying at Hogwarts. Only Adrianna Lestrange, the red-haired fifth year and Damien Nott, the self-confident third year, were there with the three friends and the younger students were very pleased to have their elder housemates for some advices if there were any problems with their homework. Harry still had an intimidating effect on the younger students and they didn’t dare to ask him too much questions being rather shy in his presence but he was very good at explaining DADA Spells. Draco was known for his potion abilities but also for his nearly uncontrollable temper and his fragile patience which made Blaise with his usually cheerful mood the favourite target for the younger students’s questions.

Pansy had invited her girlfriend to stay the holidays at Parkinson Estate and the brown-haired Gryffindor had agreed eagerly. Terry had offered to come back earlier not wanting to leave his boyfriend alone for the whole school free time and the black-haired boy with the ponytail was missing his lover ever since one hour later after he left the castle looking forward impatiently to his return at the 26th of December. So they would be able to be together on the New-Year-Feast and have some fun with their friends. Seamus Finnegan and Ron Weasley were the only remaining Gryffindors at school during the Christmas holidays having the entire Gryffindor Tower for themselves since Ginny Weasley left following her invitation to visit Dennis Creevey, Colin Creevey’s one year younger brother, much to her brother’s dismay. One day before Ginny left to visit her new boyfriend she had a very loud conversation with her brother at the breakfast table and the redhead found himself on the receiving end of on of her uncontrollable outbursts which ended up with her storming out of the hall dramatically.

The Slytherin trio came to the conclusion that it might be better to wait with the next pranks until the school would start again, avoiding unnecessary suspicions and making sure the embarrassment would happen under the eyes of the entire school again. Ernie Mc Millan, who was staying in the school too as the only Hufflepuff student except Justin Finch-Fletchey, shot glares at the Slytherins and his gay housemate all the time and as soon as there was an opportunity left he made evil comments provoking his newest favourite enemies without visible effects. The Slytherins came to the conclusion better to ignore the stupid Hufflepuff and though did Justin who seemed to be in a brooding mood and not very keen to have some conversations as well.

Christmas came soon and as usual Professor Dumbledore tried to make the feast peaceful and solemn for his students. The seventh years students had been asked to help decorating the Great Hall for the feast and all of them did what they were asked in spite of the tense atmosphere between them. It turned out that there were soon two groups glaring at one another and avoiding further teamwork. Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnegan and Ernie Mc Millan surely were sticking together staring daggers at the others and making rude comments including evil insults to all gay wizards. Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Blaise Zabini and finally Justin Finch-Fletchey were pretending to ignore them and trying to keep as calm as possible under that special circumstances.

The Slytherins decorated the huge Christmas tree together with the uncomfortable looking brown-haired Hufflepuff and they joked a bit to improve their grouchy mood into something similar as Christmas-Cheer. The two Gryffindors and the other Hufflepuff had to put all the tables away and decorate one large round table in the middle of the Great Hall. Harry was, if possible, even more sinister as usual glooming darkly and he was barely speaking a word.
Draco watched his boyfriend carefully and exchanged some worried glances with Blaise who leant towards the blonde breathing, "Any idea what is bothering him. He seems to really hate Christmas."
The silver-haired Slytherin nodded silently and walked over to his distress radiating lover who was trying to take apart some entangled garlands for the tree. The blonde boy was aware that the other boy’s hands were trembling awfully making it difficult to have any effort with his task.

Draco sighed and laid a hand on his dark-haired lover’s shoulder asking softly, "What’s wrong?"
Harry lifted his head slowly and stopped cursing under his breath about the ‘damned garland out of hell’ looking into his boyfriend’s concerned silver-blue eyes, glittering like diamonds because of the candle light around them. The features of Harry’s face softened immediately and he explained, "It’s nothing. I’m always brooding at Christmas time because everybody talks about family, joy and peace. No matter how hard I try, I don’t get this spirit of Christmas and everything I feel is sadness and memories of the Christmas feast together with the Durseley’s that make me shudder inside and feeling sick."
Draco pulled his boyfriend into a tender embrace whispering into his ear, "Don’t call that nothing, my love. You don’t need to pretend happiness if you feel that way. It’s o.k. and I do understand. Besides Christmas at Malfoy Manor was horrible most of the time too. Let us talk later and get over with this decorating thing."

The two boys shared a short, gentle kiss and they both returned to their task decorating the large tree without magic, like the teachers said, hurrying to finish as soon as possible. Blaise Zabini, the black-haired boy with the ponytail, seemed to be the only student with something similar to Christmas-Mood because he was smiling and humming Christmas-Songs while he helped his housemates with the tree. After the decoration was finished finally and the Slytherin trio turned around to leave the Great Hall Ron Weasley lifted his head and called out "Pretty work, snakes! What a pity that the tree now looks so much Slytherin with all this silver stuff on a green tree. Oh, and if somebody would ask me: the Christmas tree looks now very faggy, too much glitter and fluff in it."
Blaise snorted raising one eyebrow, "Luckily nobody asked you or the tree would look like a plucky duck. No sense for beauty or art, poor Weasel."

Ernie Mc Millan glared at the long-haired Slytherin and hissed loud enough for him to hear, "Sense for beauty and art are more girlish attitudes, Zabini. As like cunningness of a slithering snake because real men are strong enough to really fight."
Draco gritted his teeth holding back his upcoming Malfoy Rage and drawled icily, "Enough insults for today. Better learn to watch your mouths or you’ll regret it someday, who knows ..."
Ron went red with anger and said, "Watching your mouth is something that you should learn first, Ferret Boy, especially what your lips and tongue do touch, ass lover! The imagination only makes me sick, you disgusting queer."

Before somebody could see what happened the blonde had his wand in his hand pointing it at his loathed enemy, murmuring something under his breath, "Eris Pellis ..."
The last words were barely a whisper so that nobody really understood what the boy said and with a flash of bright light and a pop the red-haired Gryffindor disappeared leaving a squeaking little weasel with red fur. Draco spoke quickly his next spell causing the whimpering wide eyed animal to run circles only to be hit with the following hex, "Cavea Sacrosanctus".
Now the heavily breathing weasel was captured in a cage and the cage flew zigzagging through the air making some fast looping before it stopped hanging in a chandelier down from the highest point of the ceiling. The cage itself seemed to be under high voltage electricity and little blue lightning strikes were flowing through the air around the dangling cage, making sizzling noises. The Slytherins left the Great Hall without further comments heading their way down to the dungeons in silence to calm down a bit.

Entering the Slytherin common room the handsome boy with the black ponytail asked, "Harry, may I have your invisibility cloak to sneak out for some Christmas shopping in Hogsmeade?"
Harry nodded and responded, "It’s in my room under the bed. You can go in and take it as long as you need it."
Blaise thanked his friend and disappeared grinning widely towards his housemate’s room. The two other boys decided to sit down a bit in front of the fireplace knowing that the younger students were at the Ravenclaw Tower for the next few hours to visit some friends.

Harry sat down on the couch while Draco took his wand pointed it at the cold fireplace muttering, "Inflammare" summoning a nice crackling fire to warm the room a bit. The silver-haired Slytherin sat down beside his lover who stretched out his legs on the sofa comfortably. The blonde Slytherin smiled and placed himself between his boyfriend’s legs, lying back and resting his head on the other boy’s stomach. The black-haired boy began to stroke his lovers silky hair and sighed before he asked softly, "Draco, do you want to talk about your Christmas at Malfoy Manor?"
The silver-haired boy answered honestly, "Not really but it’ll be better if I do."
The young Malfoy was silent for a brief moment before he spoke again.

Draco’s voice was flat as he told his boyfriend what happened usually at Christmas, "Since I can remember my parents gave kind of parties on Christmas for all their so-called friends and I had to take part pretending to be the beloved and charming heir that my father always wanted. My parents and their guests were talking and drinking until the feast would become louder and everyone would be pissed. I had to sit and watch and to answer all silly questions politely. If I didn’t, Lucius slapped me in front of all his friends. I wasn’t allowed to leave the room without his permission and Lucius loved it to forbid me the use of the loos on the entire damned first floor. He watched me smirking and he waited to give his permission for me to leave until it almost hurt and my bladder was about to explode. It was so humiliating and I had to act like nothing happens ... shit ... and laugh politely at comments about my way of moving like having a stick bound on my back. Lucius liked to play his little cruel mind games all the time making me think I’m worthless, weak and stupid. I adored my father so much and I did everything to make him proud trying to be what he wanted and he always said that it wasn’t enough."

As Draco stopped to take a deep breath Harry pecked him on his head and comforted him, "Hey, this is over now. Nothing like that will ever happen again, my love. You are so strong, Drake. Lucius is a bloody asshole!"
Draco wrapped his arms around the other boy and asked, "What about your Christmas experiences?"
Harry sighed and began to speak, "I had to cook the meal and prepare the living room that means decorating the tree and such stuff while my so-called family was at church and watched T.V. after that. Then I had to serve the feast meal and clean up everything while they were opening their gifts. My uncle was drinking Christmas punch. And later he always was completely drunk. My aunt refused having sex when he’s pissed because he happened to really be more violent as usual which means he would take me raw, making me blood. No games or role-plays, just pounding deep inside me and using my blood as one and only lubricant. Most of the time he preferred to do it right under the Christmas tree telling me that my green eyes look pretty together with the green tree and the red decoration. Vernon loved to lick my blood rinsing down my buttocks and after that he kissed me, biting my lips violently until they would bleed too and he made me suck his bloodied dick, tasting my own blood mingled with his semen. Because of his drunk state of mind it took very long to get him satisfied, you know ... problems to hold the erection and to cum."

Both boys were cuddling up against each other in the need of the warmth of one another and some silent comfort. Harry felt worn out like his energy had been sucked out and he kissed the other boy tenderly caressing his face gently. Draco felt like crying but he fought back his tears while he was holding his lover tight giving him the comfort he needed. Tired and exhausted they closed their burning eyes to rest a moment and soon afterwards they were fast asleep arms and legs still entangled. Draco woke with a start as someone called his name and touched his shoulder and he opened his eyes slowly to see who was disturbing him. Harry seemed to be awaken earlier because he didn’t look sleepy anymore and he spoke at first, "Blaise, what happened?"
Turning around the blonde saw their friend and he watched the black-haired guy with the ponytail suspiciously noticing a blackened eye and that his clothes were totally messed up.

Blaise Zabini was panting and he spoke hoarsely, "I happened to accidentally meet Ernie Mc Millan on my way back to Hogwarts before I used the invisibility cloak and that meeting wasn’t so polite as usual."
The silver-haired Slytherin snorted, "Not so polite ... I take that as very evil."
The raven-haired Slytherin looked at his friends with his steel-blue eyes smirking wickedly and told them, "The stupid Hufflepuff thought that I’m frightened and that I can’t defend myself in a fist fight but I taught him a lesson. Unfortunately, he then pulled me down on the ground with him as I knocked him out and I landed on a damned rock with my left eye ... I left him sobbing like a little girl after I showed him my fighting abilities. He won’t dare to provoke me again if he’s alone."

Harry hissed through gritted teeth, "When will they ever learn to behave themselves?"
Draco sighed deeply and retorted dryly, "Never."
Blaise smiled mischievously and said, "Oh, I’m sure they’ll regret soon what they did. Not that I think they won’t do it again but they’ll get their punishment for everything. I swear solemnly on Salazar’s sword!"
At that moment the portrait hole at the entrance flung open and Adrianna came in looking flustered and calling, "Where have you been? The feast is about to begin and Professor Snape ordered me to search for you."
Blaise straightened his clothes and quickly put some magical make-up on his eye using his wand and an old Egypt spell to hide his bruise and the four Slytherins headed towards the Great Hall.

A/N: Please review if you like it! Are there any questions bothering you, don’t be afraid to e-mail me, you’re welcome and I’ll try to answer if possible.
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