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Hogwarts Express	By : Closet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 27088 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Okay, people, here’s the last chapter. All that’s left is the epilogue. T_T But for all those who
asked about Alpha... I did keep this track to the end on purpose... I wanted it to be dramatic when
it finally arrived. But in any case, you asked, I give. This is track Alpha, and here’s what
happens. Enjoy.

Oh... and basically, in track Beta, Harry is Neville and Neville is Harry. That’s just the basics of
it. So even though Peter was the secret keeper, he wasn’t given the temptation to betray the
Potters, and so he didn’t. He’s still got those tendencies, but he didn’t do it, so he’s still innocent.
Anyways.

Track Change

Track Alpha

            Harry’s fingers had somehow found their way back to the front of Draco’s jumper, so that
when they stumbled back into Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom, Harry fell back against a sink,
dragging Draco along with him. They stood for an awkward moment, Harry nearly sitting on the
sink, Draco pulled flush against him, their noses only an inch apart.

            “Hi,” Harry said at last, a little breathlessly.

            “Hello,” Draco answered, smirking a little.

            “Umm...” Harry tried again, but didn’t release the sweater.

            “Still find me irresistible, Potter?”

            “Merlin, you’re evil...” Harry muttered, but still didn’t let go.

            “Oh, hello,” another voice said, and both boys jumped, leaping away from each other as
though they were both north poles of two magnets. Spinning, they found Moaning Myrtle herself
floating behind them, arms crossed behind her back. “You decided to come back, did you? Your
friends will be pleased.”

            Harry gulped. “Yeah, about that... what did they do?”

            “The Weasley almost destroyed the place. Your bushy haired friend - Hermione? - barely
stopped him. They weren’t very pleased with you.”

            Harry groaned, dropping his face into his hands. “This is going to take some real damage
control...”

            Draco chuckled. “Give them a little longer to stew. Then you’ll only need to apologize
once.”

            Harry turned to him, and frowned. “What in the world will I need to apologize for after
this? That doesn’t make much sense.”

            “Don’t worry,” Draco smirked. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

            Harry shot him a very suspicious look, and Myrtle actually giggled.

            “Here,” Draco motioned to the door. “Shall we go? We can go find your ‘friends’.”

            Harry glared at him a little, but nodded, and headed out of the girls bathroom. They
walked in silence for some time, until finally Draco broke the silence. “Where are you planning
to look for them, Harry? Out of curiosity.”

            “Well...” Harry leaned over to check Draco’s watch. “It’s ten after twelve, so everyone
will be in the Great Hall for lunch. I can find them there, I’m sure. It makes the most sense... and
if they’re not there, I can always check Dumbledore’s office... he’ll know. Or the common
room.”

            “Ah, the Great Hall.” Draco smirked, an odd gleam in his silver eyes. “Perfect.”

            “What are you on about?” Harry asked, glancing askance at the odd blond.

            “You’ll see,” Draco said blithely.

            “Bloody git,” Harry muttered, and then they were turning the corner into the front
entrance, and passing through the great oak doors to the Great Hall.

            Sure enough, everyone was there, and there, amongst the Gryffindors, there sat Hermione
and Ron.

            “Oh good,” Harry sighed, looking very relieved.

            Well, he started relieved.

            In fact, for a moment, he looked even more relieved when Hermione looked up, and
spotted him in the entrance way, and stood up abruptly, making Ron look up in surprise. When
the redhead spotted him too, he bolted to his feet, grinning. “Hey, Harry!” Ron called, making
pretty much every other person in the Great Hall look up in surprise, so they all also saw Harry
and Draco standing in the entrance. And that included all the Professors and the Headmaster as
well.

            “Ah...” Draco murmured softly enough that only Harry could hear him, though he had to
turn to face him to make sure that the blond Slytherin had said anything at all. “Perfect timing.”

            “For what?” Harry asked, a little concerned.

            “For what you’ll need to apologize for,” Draco said calmly, then turned, wrapped one arm
around Harry’s waist and the other around his neck, then dipped him back so far Harry had to
grab at Draco’s back to keep from collapsing to the floor. Draco smirked at him for a moment,
hissed, “About time, isn’t it?” and kissed Harry right there, in front of the entire Great Hall.

            Several plates and forks dropped to the floor, and Hermione let out a shocked gasp that
sounded somewhat horrified.

            Harry froze, about to push Draco away, when Draco’s left hand started to massage the
back of Harry’s neck, and Harry felt himself relax, nearly melting into Draco’s arms, and
completely, absolutely letting himself open to that kiss. For that matter, he really forgot where
they were, because quite frankly, Draco tasted too good to pass up, and it wasn’t like he was
going to get this opportunity again anytime soon.

            All too soon, Draco pulled back, and when Harry slowly opened his eyes, he found
himself looking up at a smirking Draco Malfoy.

            “You’re cute when your looking thoroughly snogged,” Draco rubbed his nose against
Harry’s, imitating the same Eskimo kiss Harry had given him earlier. “Want a repeat
performance?”

            “Merlin, yes...” Harry breathed, amazed.

            Draco smirked. “Then, after you apologize to your friends... want to meet back in
Myrtle’s bathroom?”

            “What do I need to apologize for again?” Harry asked, quite sure that Draco’s
intoxicating kiss had made him loose all his sense.

            “Harry James Potter!” Hermione Granger’s voice screeched way too close to them,
making Harry jump.

            “What the bloody hell are you doing kissing that ferret?!” Ron yelled.

            Draco was grinning like a cat who had just left the family canary on the doorstep. “For
that.”

            Harry groaned. “Great.”

            Draco stood, pulling Harry up to stand too, though he still had to cling to Draco to keep
his balance. “See you at 8?”

            Harry sighed. “See you at 8.”

            “Until then,” Draco nodded, then stepped back, smirking cheekily at Hermione and Ron.
“Granger. Weasley.”

            And then he walked away.

            Harry swallowed, then turned to face his friends, who were looking at him fiercely, arms
crossed, eyes narrowed.

            “Hey guys.”

            “Harry.”

            “I can explain.”
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