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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~ This is the rest of the previous chapter, thank you everyone who is reading. Thank you Jan, I dont know what I am going to do about Severus yet I have a couple of different options I am stewing over, One of my favs, is a sev/hermione so who knows these char seem to have an opinions of their own and keep messing up my plans so we will have to wait and find out. Thrnbrooke, thank you as well and yes Dumbledore worries me too. Kain, my one fav partnership through canon is that of Harry/hermione. Kayla, that part with Lucius was so much fun to write. Thank you for the reviews they make this beyond worth writing. 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 39

December 4^th

It was the first meeting that Draco, Hermione and Harry had decided to start calling the DA for Defense Association. What was surprising for Draco was that it wasn’t just the Gryffindor’s; it was students from all the houses. Cho Chang, Luna Lovegood and Padma Patil came from Ravenclaw. Zacharias Smith was there from Hufflepuff. Even Blaise, Pansy, Vincent, and Gregory came from Slytherin. Although the biggest turnout was the Gryffindor’s with Dean Thomas, the Creevey brothers, Parvati Patil, Seamus Finnegan and Neville Longbottom.

Watching as Harry and Hermione stood in front of the students, explaining what the purpose was for even learning Defense outside of the classroom; wishing he could be next to Harry as well. He hated that he couldn’t, but Hermione did make sense when she said if he was there the students wouldn’t show up. They were getting away from his father, so why would they want to learn if the son was present. It made sense and he hated her even more for pointing it out.

It also created an argument between him and Hermione that lasted through a planning session; Hermione saying that Draco couldn’t be there, and he would say that he would be dead before he let Harry do this by himself. That was when Harry stepped in saying that they could have it both ways, Draco could be there, but he would have to hide under his invisibility cloak. He still didn’t like it but he could live with it. So now he was in some dark corner watching as the meeting progressed.

Watching Harry as he spoke, moved, demonstrated, and instructed the students into the spells that he would be teaching them in the following months. Harry’s hair had finally grown long enough for it to be tied at the back of his neck with a few stubborn strands coming loose framing his face. What used to be a skinny and waif-like body was filling out; now long muscles covered Harry’s frame creating lithesome grace. The only sign that still showed from Harry’s earlier abuse was his height, he would never be tall. At fifteen Harry was still the shortest in his year barely reaching 5’5” which was completely perfect for him. Loving the fact that he was taller than Harry; fitting better in his arms.

“Ok, I have shown you what I can do; I want to see what you can do.” Harry said moving back and forth across the stage. It was time for him to start paying attention instead of dreaming about his mate. “I want one person at a time to come up here and demonstrate their strongest DADA spells.”

This could start getting interesting; watching other students trying to cast the spells that came naturally for Harry, was going to be entertaining. And they didn’t disappoint, Neville, Vincent, and Gregory knocked themselves out instead of hitting their target. By far those three needed the most work. Loony didn’t even try any spells, only saying something weird; that some non-existent creature told her she needed to be here. The Patil Twins were competent even if they chose to use third year spells. The rest were able to cast and hit the targets with fifth year spells, but didn’t have any power behind the spells.

It took a couple hours for everyone to demonstrate their skills to Harry, mean while Hermione didn’t say anything only taking notes in her book. Draco was getting sore sitting in the one spot, and his sides hurt from trying not to laugh at the idiocy he was witnessing. He didn’t know how long he was going to be able to handle it anymore, when Harry started addressing everyone at large.

“I think we are done for the night, we can meet again after the holidays, and by then I will have everyone in groups depending on your skill level.” Harry looked at Hermione, “Did you have anything you wanted to say before everyone leaves Mione?”

Hermione stepped forward still looking at her book, “Yes…Now this isn’t homework but I have a scenario I want you to think about till the next meeting.” Hermione looked up from her book. “Say someone you trusted asked you a question that wasn’t important, and in the process gave you a few galleons. What would you do? I want everyone to think about the question and give your answers the next meeting…”

A couple of people shouted questions why Hermione asked them to do this. She answered, “To be good at defense you have to have a quick mind as well as know the proper spells to use. So Harry will be teaching you spells, while I will help you minds become quicker.” Hermione said smiling to everyone.

All the students nodded their agreement laughing about the fact when it came to Hermione everything was a learning experience. Harry steeped forward, “That is all we have today, we will meet after the holidays. Everyone have fun.”

Everyone quickly gathered their things, while Harry and Hermione took their time gathering theirs, waiting for everyone to leave. After the last person closed the door, Harry was already running towards his corner. Standing up; groaning from the cramped muscles of sitting in one place for too long.

“You could have walked around so you’re not sore.” Harry said smiling as he helped him stand.

“I didn’t want to take the chance of having a stray spell hit me; some of them are horrible at this and couldn’t even protect a fly.” Draco sneered.

“They will get better…” Harry stopped trying to help him stand and wrapped his arms around him instead. Looking up into his eyes, “So how did I do?”

Looking into Harry’s green eyes wishing he would get rid of the glasses that he hid behind. “Perfect as always.” Harry blushed and ducked his head away from his eyes. Chuckling by the shy actions of his mate and went to tickle him running his hands lightly on Harry’s sides.

“Yes Harry you did very well.” Hermione said walking over to the two of them.

Harry jumped and squirmed when he found a really sensitive spot, “Thanks Mione.” Which Harry could barely say due to laughing too hard.

December 11^th

Severus hadn’t decided if letting Hermione use his personal potions lab was one of his best ideas. The witch always came in with a bundle of energy and a thousand questions that ruined his peace and quiet. Questions of what he was doing, why he would use this ingredient, what he thought about this? They never stopped and many times he wondered how she could concentrate working on her potions while her mouth never stopped working.

Today it was different; Hermione wasn’t saying anything, working on the potions which were nearly done; as she was doing the finishing steps to each of the five cauldrons set in front of her. Despite it being a bad idea, he could help it, she was looking miserable so asked, “Ms. Granger why are so quiet this evening? Usually you are so noisy that it distracts me from my own work.”

“The witch looked up from her cauldrons before mumbling, “I guess I am a little nervous about going to Malfoy Manor next week.”

He could understand how she would be nervous, but if she showed up like this to the Manor then they would eat her alive. The only way for her to gain any respect from the Elves were if she didn’t back down or act timid in their presence. “Well if you are scared…It would probably be better if you didn’t come…”

Hermione’s head shot up her hands balling into fists at her sides, and her foot tapping, “I never said I was scared, only nervous. I would never leave Harry at a time when he needs me…”

Sneering at the witch letting his voice drop an octave lower, “Of course your not scared, a lone witch among the many Elves, who hate anyone that comes from the Wizarding World…Even I could become scared in your predicament.”

Hermione walked a few steps closer, coming right into his personal space, standing on her tip toes to get a little closer to his height, “I will not be there alone, Harry is there. Plus Draco who is finally at speaking terms with me. If I can gain his acceptance then everyone else will be easy. I have also heard that Harry’s Grandmother is a delightful woman…” Hermione spun around looking at his notes that were too far to cover up. “What are you creating anyway?”

Hermione picked up the notes reading through them quickly, dancing back from his attempts to snatch them back. Her eyes shot up locking with his, “You are making a permanent age acceleration potion.”

Crossing his arms looking down his nose at the witch; “Yes, now hand my notes back.”

Hermione continued to read not even glancing back up when she spoke, “It’s possible but you’re wrong in one of your assumptions…”

As the witch turned her back he lunged forward, snatching his notes back, scanning them to see where he could be wrong. The potion was giving him some problems but there was no way in less than five minutes the witch could have figured it out. “Ms. Granger you cannot expect me to think after all my years, I could be wrong, when you are nothing but a student.”

Hermione stood over his shoulder pointing to a line, “Here you are trying to create the potion to accelerate for a certain amount of time. Which is backwards, you need to give a certain amount of the potion to accelerate a certain amount of time. That is why all your tests cannot produce the same results.”

The witch couldn’t have figured it out, the answer was so easy, and for him to have overlooked it was preposterous. But if she was correct then, that means it would be done, the potion would be created. Sooner than he had told the Dark Lord he could have it done. Looking back up at the witch, “Ms. Granger would you be willing to help me test this theory of yours?” The slightest bit of respect showing.

Hermione smirked, “It is not a theory it is fact, but if you need help realizing that I am correct then I have no problem with helping.”

December 18^th

Harry was so excited he was nearly jumping from his seat at breakfast; Hermione at times had to hold him down. While Draco was watching from across the Hall laughter showing at the crinkle in the corner of his eyes. Not even Ron staring or his grumbling he did under his breath was bringing him down this morning. In six hours he was going to be able to see his grandmother; who he missed terribly.

Professor McGonagall walked over to him tapping him on his shoulder, “Mr. Potter the Headmaster wants to see you after breakfast, the password is sugar plums.” The professor lightly squeezed his shoulder.

Looking at Hermione then towards Draco, slightly worried why the Headmaster wanted to see him. So far Dumbledore had been leaving him alone not even asking to see him so far this year.

Harry walked into the Headmaster’s office, looking around to all the knick-knack’s laying around in the disordered mess that Dumbledore called his office. Sitting down across from the wizard, who held out a bowl. “Lemon drop my Boy?”

He tried to leave his mind blank but was having a hard time not thinking about the trial and how the Headmaster lied to him. At least it was better than the other thoughts that could have raced through his mind. Shaking his head no, “No thank you Headmaster.”

Dumbledore sat the bowl back down giving him a smile. He now knew to be his cover; the mask he used when he wanted people to think he was nothing more than a grandfather. “My boy, I hate to tell you this but you forgot to fill out the paperwork for you to be able to stay at Hogwarts over the holidays.” Dumbledore appeared to look sad before continuing, “You will have to go back to the Dursley’s over break.”

With this act he, wondered if he had filled out the paperwork, whether he would still have to head back to the Dursley’s. So it was time to have a little fun to see what Dumbledore would do. Letting a couple of tears come to his eyes, Harry whispered, “I can’t go back there, they…” He upped the act a little bit, having the couple of tears fall and his voice waiver, “They are not nice to me…Cant I just stay here and I’ll fill the paperwork out now?” It was a gamble but he needed to know what the Headmaster would do.

Dumbledore looked sad for a minute before answering, “I’m sorry Harry, I can’t break school rules, you will not be able to stay here through the holidays. I have already contacted your uncle; he will be waiting to pick you up at the station.” Dumbledore came around his desk placing a hand on his shoulder, I’m sure they are not that horrible.” The Headmaster steered him out of the office. Harry knew that the headmaster didn’t even look whether he had filled out the paperwork or not. Dumbledore had planned for him to go back to the Dursley’s regardless.

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Harry currently was blushing from being held on Draco’s lap with his best friend watching them. Granted Hermione didn’t seem to mind, still discussing the meeting that he had with Dumbledore with Draco. Coming up with reasons why the Headmaster would have done it; and what it all could mean.

“Harry if you don’t quit wiggling your ass like that I am going to kick Hermione out of the compartment.” Now even Hermione was blushing and Draco was smirking like he had just won something.

“Do you always have to embarrass me?” He whispered into the blond’s ear, whose smile only got bigger.

“Why yes I do, the shade of red you become brings out the green in your eyes even more.” Draco said, his smirk only getting bigger. He was about to hit the blond when the compartment door crashed open the sound startling everyone, but the shriek had everyone covering their ears.

“Dray…What are you doing with these two, and…and with the boy-who-wouldn’t-die.” Pansy pointed at him, “On your lap?” She started to pull Harry from his position on Draco, who only tightened one arm around him pushing Pansy away from them.

Pansy fell into another Slytherin boy, who answered as he set Pansy down, “Sorry Draco I tried to stop her but she went on a war path. Blaise said as he went and sat down next to Hermione.

Draco waved his hand in the air, showing he could care less. While Pansy looked at each person in the room, sending looks of treachery to the two Slytherin’s that were making themselves more comfortable.

Pansy got up shrieking in a higher octave than when she had first came in, “Dray, just wait till I tell my father about you…being cozy with the golden boy…I can’t wait until he tells me about what the Dark lord does to you.” With that said the witch stomped out of the compartment.

Harry, Draco, and Hermione laughed the hardest they had since all started talking to each other. Like the Dark Lord would even do anything to Draco, obviously the witch needed to wake up and smell the roses. Or in her case realize that not everything is as it appeared. Blaise looked at the three laughing; a look of confusion crossing his face, probably thinking what could be so funny.
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