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Title: Harriett Black (4/?)

Author: Teh Caness & Mechan

Warnings: slash, plotlessness, fluff, sap, angst, drama, romance, humor

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Notes: Not our best work, but stick with us, minna. It's mostly plotness this installment anyhow. Next installment will be pure smut and BDSM to boot. So anyone that doesn't have a likin' for pain can skip that if they so please. Flames welcome.

Disclaimer:Sorry, J.K. You've just been Punk'd

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Draco and Harry layed in a postcoitol
heap on Draco's posh feather bed. Draco tighten his arms around Harry
needily, and tried to hold back the tears that threatened to spill
forth.
"I..Love you, too, Harry." He spoke in soft, broken tones.

Harry smiled and kissed the top of
Draco's head, tightening his grip on Draco as well. "I'm glad," was all
he could say, his tears speaking the rest for him.
Draco didn't know how to handle his last
year at Hogwarts. Now he was faced with three huge issues that would
alienate him. One, he was gay. Two, his partner in choice had been his
bitter rival for over six years. and three, he was with the Order now.
So, needless to say,he was a bit less confident in his stride down the
corridors of Hogwarts. He was just fretting over his midnight meeting
with Harry that night when he walked right into the only DADA professor
to stay for overa year, Jack McFarland.

"Fancy meeting like this again, Mr. Malfoy," Jack raised a delicately
plucked eyebrow. Then Jack got "serious" and forrowed his brow.
"Something troubling you?" he said mock-concernedly, voice was thick
with his characteristic lisp.

"I think I'll be okay, Professor..." Draco grimaced. "Thank you for your
concern." Draco stalked onto the dungeon. Onto Potions, what bollocks!

Harry smiled as he walked down the
corridors of Hogwarts, his answer for what he did over the summer
holidays ready for whomever asked. He wasn't going to flaunt that he had
the hottest guy in school as his boyfriend, and to make up for that, he
was going to make his holidays sound like they were the best anyone
could ever have. Smirking to himself he walked
towards the potions classroom where he was to be having double potions
with the slytherins, and for once in his life he wasn't dreading it with
every ounce and fiber of his being.

Draco shuffled in with his head bowed and
quickly took a seat alone at the back of the room, where he never sat.
His favorite class, he was already feeling, was soon to become the worst
two hours of his life.

"Mr. Malfoy...Whyever aren't you sitting
up front?" Snape drawled, swooping down to hover by
Draco's desk,
dragging his black aura of sarcasm and bitterness with him.

"I'm sorry, professor," Draco sighed.
"Just not feeling up to being your star pupil today." Draco gave a mock
smile.

"And why not?" Snape asked, his
tone ice cold as he leaned closer to the boy.

Harry walked in to notice that Snape
was leaning dangerously close to his lover. His smile leaving his face,
he walked past Snape, "accidently" bumping into him as he did so.

Draco's face involuntarily twitched into
a light smile of approval. Usually he could handle the dark potions
professor, but today, he simply wasn't up to the task.

Snape's face contorted into an outraged
glower. He turned on Harry and pointed his finger at
the boy "Twenty points from Gryffindor, now find yourself a seat and if
I hear so much as a word from you it'll be one hundred!"

Harry blinked a few times and nodded
"Yes, professor." He walked to the other side of Draco's table, and seated
himself with a smile.

Draco mocked outrage, and sputtered in
Harry's general direction. keeping up with old times he said vehemently,

"What do you think you're doing, Potter?"

"Sitting. What does it look like I'm
doing, Malfoy?"

Draco turned up his nose and made it
appear as though a comeback would be beneath him. But, feeling a bit
guilty, he flashed Harry a warm look out of the corner of his eye.

Harry smiled and unpacked his bag,
gently brushing his leg against Draco's to show he noticed the look.

Draco tried to ignore his peer's stares,
and the electrical sparks being sent up his spine. but, to no avail,
today Draco was a worthless, mushy lump of goo, only malleable to the
gangly man sitting nonchalantly beside him. What nerve..

The lesson was one of *the* most
pleasant potions experiences Harry had ever experianced. It was
surprising that Ron hadn't run up to him when he saw him sitting next to
Draco and smack Harry with his bag. That with the fact that he
was sitting next to Draco made everything feel so wonderful.
Draco
was extremely apprehensive about the Order meeting he was skipping
dinner in the Great hall there. But then he saw Harry from his peripheral vision and he calmed visibly.

Harry glanced at Draco and was going to
smile, but Ron distracted him.

"Harry...Why is Malfoy going to Dumbledore's office?" He hissed, pointing
in Draco's direction in a way he'd hoped to be inconspicuous. Harry ignored Ron's question and
continued walking to the headmaster's office.
Draco sneered at the Weasel, quickening
his pace so he didn't have to look at either of them. You're jealous,
a voice inside him berated. He did his best to ignore it. Then when the
three of them reached Dumbledore's office Draco realised with no small
amount of contempt that he did not know the password and these
good-for-nothing Gryfindors probably did. Well, not *nothing*... Just
as Draco was about to turn around and begrudgingly ask them for the
password, Dumbledore himself stepped out.

"Why hullo, Harry, Ron," Dumbledore nodded to them before turning to his
slightly more unexpected guest. "Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore paused. "All
three of you, come on up, the whole crew's here." Albus smiled warmly and
glided up the stairs.

Harry grinned and ignored Ron's
befuddled and slightly outraged look as he walked up the stairs, staring
at Draco's wonderful backside as he followed the blonde up the stairs.

Draco felt eyes on his ass, and his
cheeks tinged slightly. He spun about on the stair and glared at Harry
hotly before continuing up and pretending to take no notice of the man
still unabashedly oogling. When Draco reached the top of the stairs he
realised why he was so uncomfortable with all this in the first place.
His only alliegance here was Professor Severus Snape, who was avoiding
him and, in reality, everything and everyone else. Draco picked a corner
to tuck himself into and attempted not to look so apprehensive.

Harry walked into the room and
immediatly noticed Draco seperate himself from the group, but he pushed
that aside for a second to greet Remus and Sirius as well as Mrs.
Weasley, before she started to fuss over Ron's wrinkled robes. He
glanced around the room, the group was looking well overall, and he was
excited to know what was going to be happening now.

Dumbledore rose from his discussion with
Minerva and Mad Eye to give everyone the preliminary spiel. "Okay,
everyone. welcome to an exclusive Hogwarts meeting of The Order of the
Phoenix." Fawkes squawked. Albus chuckled. "We have a new addition to
the Order: Draco Malfoy!" he gestured emphatically to the platinum
blonde slumped in the corner. the room was filled with gasps, followed
by uneasy silence. Sirius punched Harry on the arm playfully.

"You stud, you," he whispered. Remus snickered subtley behind his hand.

Harry smiled and sat down in one of the
chairs of Dumbledores office.
"Seeing as how we have a new member, it'd be best to talk about him
first, I think." Dumbledore paused and looked around the room, getting a
few approving nods and other blank stares. seeing no resistance
Dumbledore continued on,
"So, Mr. Malfoy, what brings you to the Order?"
Draco flushed. "I think what Voldy's done
is despicable," Draco said truthfully, standing up and clenching his
fists. "My father's in azkaban now and i no longer feel like my
predestined Deatheaterhood is a given. I know what you're thinking.
Trust me, I'm thinking the same..But I do want to help." Draco slumped
back down and stared at his feet, making sure to avoid all eye contact.
especially those especially piercing emeralds concealed behind thick
glass. The last thing he needed now was for Harry to break his resolve
while he was trying to gain these people's trust.

Everyone was taken aback, and Ron had to
hold back his snide comments because he was in front of his mother.
Dumbledore issued a small nod of approval and coughed to cover the small
laugh that sirius had let slip. Harry looked approvingly at Draco and
turned to Dumbledore.

"So he's in?"

"All in favor of letting Malfoy into the
order say aye," Dumbledore said. "Aye." he raised his hand. More hands
shot up, until all that was left were the Weasely's and Snape.

A reluctant "Aye" was heard from Snape's
chair. He sneered apologetically at Draco. Then up went Arthur's hand,
though the rest of the family remained unmoved.

"He's in by majority," Dumbledore beamed.

Harry didn't surpress his grin but hid
it behind his hand as Ron looked at him and Hermione with a scandalized
look.

"H-Harry...What the fuck are you
doing?" Ron hissed at him behind his hand.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked,
turning to Ron, whispering back as everyone shared introductions and
greetings with Draco.

"H-he's MALFOY!" Ron stage whispered.
"How could you betray us, Harry??" Ron looked absolutely furious. "And
don't even get me started on you, Mione.." Then his eyes went
theatrically wide as he saw his father join the introductions and
greetings. "My own father!"

"Honestly, Ronny..." George agreed hushedly.
"What are they thinking," Fred asked rhetorically, the twins both
absolutely outraged.

Harry and Hermione scowled at Ron and
Hermione shook her head.

"Ron, he can help us, he has more information than anyone here except
maybe Snape," she whispered at him.

Ron gaped like a fish for a moment,
making himelf appear undeniably silly. They can't be serious! But he
said nothing else. He alrady felt decieved in the lowest way possible,
and now they were trying to justify their actions? Feh!

Dumbledore noticed Ron's freaking out
and decided to move on. "So, Mr. Malfoy, welcome to the Order, and since
you've joined, we're going to have to make sure you're with us %100, is
that alright?"

Draco nodded stoically. "I'll do what it
takes to earn your faith in me."

"Good, Good. Alright, I suppose a low
grade truth serum might be in order?" Dumbledore asked, and added, "Just
to make sure there are no secrets, and that you are truly commited."

Draco nodded his consent. "Whatever it
takes," he repeated.

"Alright then..." Dumbledore motioned to
Snape who took a small vial from his sleeve and handed it to the
headmaster. "I'll just give you a drop of this and we'll get this over
with quickly."

Dumbledore walked over to draco and
prompted the boy to open his mouth, draco complied and dumbledore let a
single drop of the truth serum fall into the boys mouth.

"Draco, are you in the Order because
you want to help? Or are you here because you're a spy for Voldemort?"
Dumbledore ignored some of the shudders that occured in the room and
continued "Do you have any alliegiance to Voldemort? and are you willing
to give your all for the cause of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"I have no alliegance to Voldy and am
absolutely devoted to your cause, despite my own cowardice," Draco spoke
in a veritaserum haze.

Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Draco were
walking back to their common rooms and trying to be inconspicuous, which
they were failing horribly at.

"Ron, you need to calm down," Hermione said in her usual, rational tones.
"Malfoy's good now, and we have to embrace him as one of us."

Draco started The mudblood doesn't hate me?? "Thank.. you, Granger,"
he said, still in a daze from the meeting.

"Don't you even talk, Malfoy. If you're
lying to us...You're dead," Ron fumed, pointing his finger menacingly at him.

"He was on the veritaserum...He wasn't
lying, Ron," Harry interjected.

"Yes, Ron," Hermione agreed. "You're
being unreasonable."

Draco blinked. It was one thing to agree with him; entirely another to *defend* him. "Granger, why're you sticking up for me?" Draco gaped, still not believing what he had heard.

"Because you're in the Order, and if Harry trusts so, then so do I," Hermione responded, still looking at Ron

"I can't believe this!" Ron's face turned beat red and he made angry hand gestures before stomping off.

"I'll go calm him down," Hermione sighed. "Don't bother coming up for a while, Harry." She winked.

Harry looked at Hermione as she walked away, imitating a fish and staring.

"Uh...you got it..." Harry said, even though Hermione hadn't waited for a response. And then he turned to Draco.

"Guess we don't have to wait until midnight, eh, Potter?" Draco uttered charmingly. He slipped Harry into a convenient, nearby alcove, nipping at his neck.

Harry made a small squeeking noise and put his hands on Draco's sides, pulling him closer to his body. Closing his eyes Harry backed them up aganst the wall and leaned against it at Draco ravished his neck.

Draco's head popped up as he desperately searched for Harry's lips. When their lips did meet he fell into the kiss, hunger apparent. He gasped for breath and drove his groin into Harry, sill not satisfied with the amount of contact.

Harry moaned, his hips rising from the wall, meeting Draco's. His lips met Dracos in a bruising kiss once more, and then he trailed kisses along his jawline, throat and then they came to rest on the base of his neck, happily remaining there to leave a dark purple mark.

Draco stepped back, gasping at the lost contact, and grabbed Harry's elbow harshly. "We need to find someplace where a teacher or errant student won't stumble upon us.."

Harry nodded silently and grinned, following Draco as he led him to one of the abandoned classrooms on the third floor.

The second they had closed the door, Draco tackled Harry to the floor, fucking Harry frantically through his clothes. "Strip," Draco ordered.

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