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Beautiful Raven	By : LostDemonHeart Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 21274 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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“Talking”

‘Thinking’

“Parseltongue”

Letters

Flashback

Harry was a bit nervous when he walked to breakfast. No, scratch that; he was practically shaking with nervousness! He easily noticed Draco at the Slytherin table, and walked over. Blaise and Pansy were there as well, though Draco’s two goons weren’t there. “Hey, can I sit with you guys? I don’t really feel welcome at the Gryffindor table.” Draco smiled brightly when he noticed Harry, and moved so Harry could sit down next to him.

Blaise looked at the Gryffindor table shortly, before turning back to Harry. “No offense, but Gryffindors seem to be lousy friends. Not that you are, Harry, but they really do.” Blaise started rambling apologies, thinking the silence meant he insulted Harry, but Harry just started chuckling.

Draco and Pansy joined Blaise, when he started staring confused at Harry’s reaction. “Blaise, wasn’t it?” Blaise nodded a bit. “Well, Blaise, I agree with you. Not many know it, but the hat wanted to put me in Slytherin. If Draco hadn’t given me such a bad view of the snake pit on the train, I wouldn’t be a lion in the snake pit right now.” The nearby Slytherins who’d listened to the conversation stared at Harry. “Hey, don’t look at me like that!” he said to his three newly found friends. “Friends don’t make each other uncomfortable, and you three are making me quite uncomfortable. It doesn’t help that everyone around us listened in on our talk!” The surrounding people quickly turned back to their plates, and Harry calmed slightly.

Draco snapped out of his gaping, when Harry’s words sunk in. “You… You accept my friendship?” Harry merely smiled, and saw how Draco’s grin widened and pride shone off the blonde.

Pansy broke into the conversation nervously. “Well… Can’t you get resorted? It’s rare, but some students do get resorted. If your house is being unfriendly or against you, then you should be able to get resorted,” she said low, almost as if the words were taboo.

Harry smiled at her, making a blush creep over her cheeks. “It would be great. And maybe I’d be able to just watch the Quidditch games instead of playing. Changing houses would be a much more pleasant way to quit Quidditch.” Draco stared at Harry, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. “Well, my team is nice to me, because they know I’m an amazing Seeker, but they knew I’d quit the team if the Gryffindors wouldn’t stop harassing me with their constant hatred for Slytherins. Ron and Hermione were very busy telling the whole common room about my love for Slytherins, and how I’m probably seducing one or maybe both of the Malfoys, when I got back after talking to Draco and his father yesterday. They thought Mr. Malfoy kept me behind to schedule a date or something.” Blaise and Pansy chuckled at that.

Harry continued calmly. “They didn’t notice me come back, so they didn’t know I heard them. As far as I’ve learnt, they only care because I’m Harry Potter. They don’t care about me, just my fame and money. I don’t really trust Dumbledore anymore. Who would? I’ve been abused for years with my aunt and uncle, and he never did anything to help! He didn’t even make sure I was well! He just sent me off on more and more assignments! The philosopher’s stone, the basilisk, even the Triwizard tournaments! At times like this, I just want to take my broom, fly up as high as I can go and then just… Let go…” Harry’s eyes dulled, and all talk had died around him. No one could believe they’d just heard the Boy-Who-Lived admit he was suicidal!

Draco carefully put a hand on Harry’s shoulder. “I don’t care that you’re a Gryffindor. You’re going to come and stay with us in Slytherin. You’re only going back to Gryffindor to get your things.” Draco calmed a bit, when he saw a happy spark brighten Harry’s eyes. Harry may be good at faking a smile for the world, but his eyes were like open books for Draco.

Harry sat up straight and smiled softly. “I know a faster way… Dobby!” Dobby popped up out of nowhere. “Can you go pack all my things and bring them to Slytherin? Just place them by Draco’s bed. I’m going to move into Slytherin, whether Dumbledore likes it or not. And if any of my things are missing, find them, okay? I’m most worried about the cloak and the map. If they’re gone, check Ron, Hermione and Ginny. They’re the main suspects if anything is gone.” Dobby nodded happily and disappeared again.

Harry was about to get up from the seat, but Draco grabbed Harry’s arm. “Oh, no you don’t! You’re not leaving before you eat something! It’s not healthy to skip breakfast every single day!” Pansy gasped when she heard that, and Draco used her shock to strengthen his arguments.

Harry chuckled. “Alright, I’ll eat, but in return, you need to help me in Potions.” Draco merely smiled. Their friendship was off to a good start.

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Harry hummed softly. His things were mismatched with the Slytherins’ colors, but he was quickly accepted in the snake pit nonetheless. It hadn’t taken long before him and Blaise had made a friendly bet, and Harry was quite happy he’d lost. He had never felt as powerful as right now!

He was massaging Blaise, who was laid out on the bed, his upper body naked, while Harry sat on his lower back and massaged his back. Blaise was moaning a lot from the gentle, yet effective, massage, and Harry was quite sure Blaise was sporting a hard-on, when he was done. And if he didn’t, he was sure Blaise would need clean underwear.

After about an hour of massaging, Harry moved off Blaise, who was too relaxed to even move his fingers or wiggle his toes. “Harry, you should charge for those massages. You’d be rich!” Blaise managed to say, though his voice sounded so content, that he almost sounded like he’d just woken after a long night’s sleep.

One of the younger Slytherins knocked on the door and peeked into the seventh year dorm. “Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore are all waiting outside the common room. They want to see Harry.” Harry got up with a sigh, and Draco followed him out, silently showing he supported Harry.

The portrait opened, and Harry stood in the opening, looking at the three adults calmly. “Mr. Potter, you are to leave these dorms right now. Your head of house will lead you back to your own dorm,” Snape’s voice said coldly. “You’re not allowed in these dorms. Leave them, and go back where you belong.” Draco put a hand on Harry’s shoulder, helping Harry gather up courage.

Harry took a calming breath. “Without meaning any disrespect, Professor; no. If you want me to leave, you will have to resort me, and make the hat put me back in Gryffindor. Until then, I will stay as far from them as possible. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I would like to get back and get some more praise from giving Blaise a massage.” Harry turned and left, leaving the two teachers shocked, and the headmaster quite shocked.

Draco quickly closed the portrait hole, and followed the other boy. “That was brilliant, Harry. And even if they find a way to get you out of the dorm, I bet father will let you stay in his rooms.” Blaise was wobbly when he walked around the room, and sure enough; he wore a new pair of pants!

Harry smiled and opened his trunk. He pulled out the Marauders’ map and held his wand to the paper. “I solemnly swear I’m up to no good.” The map appeared, and he quickly opened it and looked. Snape and the headmaster were on their way to the Great Hall, while McGonagall was on her way to her quarters. He tapped his wand on the paper. “Mischief managed.” Blaise and Draco stared, and Harry couldn’t help laughing at their expressions.

Blaise pointed at the blank paper in Harry’s hands. “Whatever that is, I want a copy! It’s amazing!” Draco merely nodded in agreement.

Harry put the map away and hid it safely in his invisibility cloak, without noticing the amazement in Draco and Blaise’s faces grow. “It can’t be copied. And neither of you are getting it. It’s one of the only things I have that belonged to my father.” Draco smiled and nodded. He nudged Blaise, making Blaise nod as well. “Thanks, guys. It’s late by now, so we better go to sleep. The Gryffindors will be happy that I’m gone from their dorms, I’m sure.” Blaise nodded, and went to bed at the same time as Harry.

Draco smiled softly, and went to bed too, though he watched Harry for quite some time before he finally gave in to the sleep. With all the busy happenings they had forgotten something very important; their training with Lucius.
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