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A/N: Here�s chapter five. Have fun!

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Chapter 5

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When they got their letters for
Hogwarts, Hermione and Draco�s came with shiny Head Boy/Girl badges. After a
night of celebrating and some intense hangovers in the morning they set out to
get their school supplies, after which they celebrated some more, although not
to such extremes this time. Over the next several days, they had one last
summer G.A.S. meeting, during which the focus seemed to be on what would happen
when school started again�

Harry sighed, packing his things
into his trunk. �Back to school today��
he thought. Everything would, of course, go back to the way it had always been-
with the Slytherins and Gryffindors at each others throats� especially Harry
and Draco. It would only be in private meetings that they would be able to act
friendly. It was this fact that had Harry so depressed. He sighed again.

�You know Harry,� Draco said,
practically reading his thoughts, �We could
just let people know that we�re- friends.�

�I don�t want to cause you any
trouble.�

Draco laughed. �I�ve already got
the Dark Lord after me for being a traitor, which means that the Slytherins
will all know and hate me for it. I�m going to need backup when they try to
kill me in the halls.�

Harry smiled. �Alright, but you tell them in your way. I�ve done enough explaining in my life.�

�How many people do you think will
ask about your look?� Draco asked.

�Everybody�� Harry replied.

They apparated to Platform 9 and �
and dragged their things into a compartment at the back with Ron, Hermione,
Ginny, Dean, Seamus, and Neville. (It�s a larger compartment�) They had invited
Luna, but she went to sit with Colin Creevey. They settled in and Seamus turned
to Harry, grinning.

�Harry, is it just me, or did you
get even more gorgeous over the summer?�

Dean chuckled. �It�s definitely
not just you.�

Harry sighed. �Yeah, whatever.
I�ve been getting that a lot.�

�Yes, he has, and it�s going to
give him a big head,� Hermione said.

�Please! If all the media, fans,
and Golden Boy hype hasn�t given him a big head, nothing will,� Ron said,
making them laugh.

�Speaking of the media,� Dean
said, �Did you see the Daily Prophet this morning?�

They shook their heads.

He grinned, showing them the front
page. The headline read; �Harry Potter�s
Piercing Secret Life!� They groaned collectively. Draco snatched it away
from him, smirking.

�This is too good!� he said,
skimming through, �They�ve got pictures of you going in and coming out. Several
of them, actually. They�re like those �before: after� bits in muggle
magazines.� At the funny looks he received with this information he grinned,
�What? Can�t a guy read Seventeen and
be left in peace? Anyway� it points out each new piercing but it says that three
of the times you came out, it couldn�t be identified. Witnesses in the store
didn�t know and Trina wouldn�t say anything. She kicked them out, apparently.
Good for her!�

�What else does it say?� Ginny urged.

�Their speculating whether she�s
his girlfriend or not� oh for Merlin�s sake!� he exclaimed.

�What now?� Harry asked.

�They did a poll on page three,�
Draco said, flipping forward, �What
hidden body part do you think Harry
Potter has decorated? Seven percent think other, nineteen percent think belly-button, thirty-four percent think it�s
the nipple, and forty percent think it�s your tongue. Dear God, what could the other category be?�

Seamus grinned lecherously.

Harry sighed. �I can�t believe
they�d write such bull shit!�

Neville cleared his throat,
preventing them from pressing into the subject any more. �I assume you guys
know about it, then?�

�Yeah, they know,� Draco replied.

�Know what?� Ron asked.

�G.A.S. Honestly, Ron, keep up!�
Hermione said.

�When is the first meeting going
to be?� Seamus asked.

�I don�t know. I�ll send a black
card via owl the day before meetings,� he said, �They�ll be held in Moaning
Myrtle�s bathroom.�

�Why not in the Room of
Requirement?� Ginny asked.

�It�ll be closed, don�t you
think?� Neville said, �After- what happened last year.�

The compartment grew silent. Harry
hazarded a glance at Draco and saw that he looked incredibly pained. He was, no
doubt, thinking about the hand he�d had in Dumbledore�s death and how he�d used
that room. Harry sighed, shaking his head slightly.

�Let�s get this out of the way,�
he said, and everybody looked up at him, �Draco, I don�t blame you for Dumbledore�s death. Your mum was in danger-
anybody would have done what you did.�

�But- Harry, I� it was my fault.�

�Drop it. I don�t blame you,�
Harry said, then leaned over to whisper in his ear, �We can talk about it
later.�

He nodded silently.

Seamus and Dean exchanged a look,
smirking. Ginny elbowed them, nodding her head back in Harry�s direction. They
looked over to see Draco place his hand at Harry�s lower back and whisper
something in his ear that made the darker haired boy smile and his eyes glint
playfully. They grinned, if possible, even wider, figuring they knew exactly
what was going on, now. Neville caught the exchange and followed their gaze.

�No way!� he exclaimed.

Harry looked over at him and Draco
moved back. �What?� Harry asked.

Dean kicked him in shin. �It�s
nothing. I just told him something I heard this summer.�

�Gossip, Dean?� Hermione said,
�You disappoint me.�

�A guy�s got to have something to
do with himself,� he replied, shrugging.

Draco raised an eyebrow. �There
are plenty of things a guy can do with himself��

Harry smacked him, lightly, on the
arm. �Shut up. Keep your perverse thoughts to yourself.�

Draco laughed.

�We�re going to be there soon,�
Ron said, �We should put our robes on.�

!x!

They walked into the Great Hall
and Draco moved to sit with the Slytherins. However, Harry grabbed his wrist
and pulled him over to the Gryffindor table. Draco raised an eyebrow at this
but shrugged and followed obediently, enjoying the shocked stares of the
students around them.

�Harry? What do you think you�re
doing?� Colin Creevey asked, incredulously, �He can�t sit here!�

�He can sit wherever he wants,�
Harry said simply.

�But- he�s a Slytherin! He�s Draco Malfoy!� a sixth year girl said
brazenly.

�Yeah, and he�s my friend,� Harry
retorted, �And if anybody�s got a problem with that they can stuff it.� All
complaints were silenced.

�Thanks,� Draco said.

�It�s nothing. They�ll get used to
you,� Harry said, �Now be quiet, the Sorting is starting.�

Draco rolled his eyes.

When the first years were finished
being sorted, McGonagal stood up and raised a hand for silence. When the
students paid her no mind, Draco stood up, slamming his hands onto the table in
front of him.

�Would everybody just shut up?� he yelled, smirking when silence
fell. He waved a hand at her, and she smiled warmly at him. He sat back down,
once again ignoring the world.

�I know that many of your peers
are missing, due to the recent- events- that occurred here. Parents seem to
think that Hogwarts is no longer safe. However, I beg to differ. All school
activities will continue as scheduled and I only hope that I can be a
satisfactory Headmistress. I truly believe that this year will bring some good
things, even if it isn�t one of our best. Now, tuck in!� McGonagal sat down and
Hagrid patted her on the back, sending her a reassuring smile.

�Poor McGonagal,� Ron said,
shaking his head.

Hermione huffed. �I, for one,
think she�ll do a marvelous job. She may not be Dumbledore, but she is
talented, wise, and she�s a woman,
which means she has maternal instincts. I think she�ll be good for this
school.�

Harry smiled. �Yeah, she�ll be
fine. Once the students get used to it, they�ll give her the same respect they
gave Dumbledore.�

�Probably more, since she won�t be
quite the pushover that he was,� Draco said, smirking.

�That was really nice of you, by
the way,� Harry said to him, �What you did for her.�

�Yeah, I was just sick of the noise,�
he said, turning away.

�Sure�� Hermione said, smiling at
him.

�So,� Ron said, piling food onto
his plate, �What are you going to do with the living situation?�

�Dunno,� Draco replied, picking at
his own turkey, �I don�t think I�ll be too safe living with the Slytherins.�

�We could go talk to McGonagal,�
Harry suggested.

�I guess,� he said, �Maybe she�ll
give me my own room.�

�You should ask,� Hermione said,
smiling, �Then we could hang out in private whenever we wanted to.�

�Yeah, and we wouldn�t have to
deal with Moaning Myrtle,� Ron added.

�Ron! She�s not that bad,� Harry said.

�You only say that because she
fancies you,� Draco teased, �She told me all about brave Harry Potter�s
adventure in second year��

Hermione laughed. �She should get
together with Colin and Ginny. They could start an official fan club.�

Harry groaned. �Don�t start that
again.�

�Yeah, he�s already got one��
Draco said, grinning.

�So, when are you going to see
McGonagal?� Ron asked.

�After the Feast, probably,� Draco
said.

�I�ll go with you,� Harry stated,
and they gave him a strange look, �What? I�m just going to back him up. If she
sees that a Gryffindor agrees with him, maybe she�ll be easier to convince.�

�At the very least, she�d let you
move in with the Gryffindors,� Seamus said, smirking.

�Oh no! I can handle you lot once
in a while, but every damned day? I don�t think so�� Draco laughed.

�Yeah!� Dean exclaimed, �Besides,
if he has his own room, he can do what he wants, when he wants, with whomever
he wants.�

Seamus chuckled. �Is that it then?
You just want someplace to shag your lover in private? You could always ask
Harry. He seems to know every nook and cranny of this blasted school.�

�Really?� Draco said, looking at
Harry, who was blushing.

�It�s not what you�re thinking,�
Harry said, �Get your mind out of the gutter. I have other ways.�

�I�m sure...� Dean said, �I�m sure
you get around more than the rest of us. All the girls are pining for you��

Harry mumbled something about
losing his appetite and excused himself from the table.

�What did I do?� Dean asked.

�Nothing,� Hermione assured him,
�Harry just hasn�t been feeling well lately. Draco, would you-?�

However, Draco was already halfway
through the hall. She smiled, turning back to her food. Harry would be
alright...

!x!

Harry walked out onto the grounds
and let the brisk night air wash through his hair. He sighed, feeling a little
better just for breathing the open air. He still didn�t know why he had
suddenly felt the need to be alone, but he knew that if he had stayed there, he
would have lost it- again. He pulled a hand through his already messy hair,
groaning in disgust. If that was how he reacted to the mere mentioning of sex, how was he ever
supposed to pursue a relationship? He cursed himself for being weak, and then
cursed himself for being so self-deprecating. After which, he cursed his uncle
for- everything.

�Hey, Harry!� a voice called from
behind him.

�Great�� he thought, �Just
what I need� company��

He turned around to see who was
breaching his solitude, expecting to see Hermione or Ron. Instead he saw Draco
striding quickly toward him, a worried look marring his otherwise perfect
features. He stopped and waited for the blonde boy to catch up to him.

�What�s wrong?� Draco asked, as
Harry led him to the large oak by the lake.

Harry stopped, sitting down with
his knees folded up to his chest and gazing out at the shimmering water. �I�d
rather not say.�

�Oh,� Draco said, taking the spot
next to Harry, �It�s that. Are you
okay?�

�I�m fine, now,� he replied, �I
guess I just needed to get out for a bit.� �

�Hmm...� was all Draco said.

�What�s that supposed to mean?�
Harry asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

�It doesn�t mean anything. Just a
noise to fill the awkward silence,� Draco replied, smiling.

Harry turned his gaze back to the
lake, completely passive once again. He watched the moonlight dance across the
face of the lake and sighed. There was so much beauty around him and all he
could think of was the ugliness that lurked inside of him. If Uncle Vernon
died, of which there was a good chance, he would be murderer. Even if it was in
self-defense, no matter how badly he
had been hurt, he would be murderer. Somebody else�s death would be on his
hands. He silently prayed that Vernon
would live� if only so that they could put him away for the rest of his
miserable life.

�Harry?� Draco said softly,
verbally shaking him out of his thoughts.

�Yeah�?�

�You�ll never feel any better if
you don�t talk about it,� he said, �I�m not trying to pressure you into talking
to me or anything. I�m sure you�d
rather talk about it with Hermione� but I�d feel better if you talked about it
with somebody.�

Harry turned to look at him, his
brow furrowed. �Why- why do you care so much?�

�I don�t know,� Draco said simply,
�I don�t think it�s something I can explain with words��

�There�s not much to talk about��
Harry said, �I�ve already told you what happened. What else is there?�

�How about how you feel now?�
Draco pressed.

�How would you feel?� Harry snapped.

�I don�t know how I�d feel,
because it didn�t happen to me. It happened to you,� Draco said, �How do you
feel?�

��Used, humiliated, worthless, deficient- like
I lost part of myself that I�ll never get back,� Harry whispered.

�How do you feel about him?� Draco asked.

Harry�s eyes flashed. �I hate him.
I hate him with every fiber of my being, but- I��

Draco placed a reassuring hand on
his arm. �You what?�

�I don�t want to be a murderer. I
don�t want to be responsible for the death of my uncle� even if he is the bane
of society,� he explained, then turned to Draco with tears burning like fire in
his eyes, �I want him to live so I can watch him rot in prison for the rest of
his life.�

Draco almost drew his hand back in
surprise, but instead he felt his fingers grip the appendage a little tighter. �Harry must be feeling really awful right
now�� he thought, �I don�t want to
make him feel worse.� He offered a warm smile.

�How do you feel now that you�ve
talked about it?� Draco asked, his eyes already triumphant.

�A bit better,� Harry replied,
�But if I start freaking whenever somebody brings up sex or my uncle� and if I run
away because of- of one little kiss� how am I ever going to deal with a
relationship?� He held Draco�s gaze and he saw the tears begin to flow
soundlessly from the stunning emerald orbs. �He�s ruined me, Draco. That�s it!
I�m broken- deficient!�

Draco pulled the boy against him
in an effort to calm him. Surprisingly, it worked and Harry relaxed against the
hard chest he was clutched to. He could feel Draco�s heart beat and was sure that
his own heart must have stopped. Sighing, he closed his eyes, basking in the
moment for what was longer than he would have found appropriate under normal
circumstances. However, under certain conditions, one simply had the right to
do something out of the ordinary, and Harry felt that this was most definitely
one of them.

After what seemed like an hour,
they separated, both wondering why they had done that. Harry rubbed his hands
over his face, trying to wake up his muscles so they would work properly again.
He couldn�t seem to stop that stupid little smile! He eventually schooled his
face into a more suitable grin and looked up at Draco, who had taken the
opportunity to stand and stretch his legs.

�What are we, exactly? I probably can�t go with just friends anymore�� Harry thought, and then Draco stretched
his arms skyward and Harry was reminded again of an angel. �Who cares? I can think later��

Draco noticed that Harry was
watching him and smiled. He held his hand out and Harry took it, using the leverage
to pull himself to his feet. He was obviously still troubled, but Draco figured
that he had broken through some of Harry�s barriers. Now, all he had to do was
rid Harry of his fear and anxiety and deficiency-complex and things would be
all clear! He sighed. The boy was far too complicated. �Although,� he thought, grimacing inwardly, �When a guy goes through everything he�s been through, he�s bound to
pick up some baggage.�

�We should go talk to McGonagal,�
Harry said, already heading back toward the castle doors.

Draco followed, smiling at his
retreating back.

They made their way to McGonagal�s
office in silence and when they reached the statue of the gargoyle, it
immediately sprang to the side, with a small �you�re expected�. Draco and Harry
exchanged confused glances and walked up the stairs. When they entered the
office, Harry was glad to find that McGonagal had left it nearly exactly as
Dumbledore had- most likely out of respect.

�Hello, boys,� she said, �Take a
seat, will you? I assume you want to talk to me about something or other, am I
right?�

�Er� yeah,� Harry said, �But- how
did you know?�

�Lucky guess, I suppose,� she
said, grinning, �But I hadn�t expected you both.�

Harry shrugged. �I�ve always
thought change was good.�

�Right�� Draco said, �I just
wanted to discuss my living arrangements. I really don�t think I�ll be very
safe with the Slytherins, now that I�ve deserted the Death Eaters.�

�That�s perfectly understandable,
but what do you propose as a solution?� she asked.

�Er�� Draco trailed off, unsure of
how one goes about asking for one�s own room in a school where everybody else
lives in dorms without sounding too crass.

�Draco wants his own room,� Harry
blurted, �He�s not safe with the Slytherins, and I doubt he�d be comfortable in
the Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw dorms, so the only logical solution
would be to give him his own room, right? You could say it�s some sort of Head
Boy privilege or something.�

Draco cursed him for his candor.

�Wouldn�t Miss Granger also need a
room of her own to keep up this fa�ade, then?� McGonagal asked.

�Oh� yes, I suppose that�s true,�
Harry replied, �I hadn�t thought of that.�

�Good,� she said, smiling warmly
at them, �I will assign you, as well as Miss Granger, your own rooms within the
week- just as soon as I find a pair suitable for you. I trust you have no
objections to staying in the Gryffindor
Tower for that short period of
time?�

�No, ma�am,� Draco said, shocked
by Harry�s success. Maybe being forward wasn�t always a bad thing. �At least, not when you have big, innocent
green eyes��

�Good. Your things will be waiting
for you when you get back to the dorms,� she said, �I believe all of your
classmates have retired to the Common Room and are more than likely awaiting
your return.�

�Thank you, Professor,� Harry
said, flashing a toothy grin, �Brilliant speech by the way. Don�t be so
nervous, though. You�ll be great.�

She positively beamed at him.
�Thank you very much,� she said, �And thank you, Draco, for your assistance.
Now, off to bed with you. The password is Dormiens. Good night, boys.�

�Good night,� they said in unison,
walking out of the office.

!x!

They stepped into the Common Room
to surprised stares and many dropped jaws. Harry sighed. �Here it comes��

They were instantly bombarded with
a thousand questions at once and Harry ignored them all. He practically shoved
Draco up the stairs to the Seventh Year boys� dorm, turning briefly to the
crowd of angry students.

�He�s staying here under
McGonagal�s orders. But he�s going to be staying here comfortably at mine. Am I completely understood?� he said, glaring
at them.

They nodded silently, taken aback
by his severity.

He turned on his heel and stormed
up the stairs, where Draco was searching through his things. He shrugged and
pulled his shirt over head, letting it land in a heap by his bed. Just as he
was undoing his jeans, Ron walked in, followed by Hermione. Harry paused
briefly in his undressing to see who stepped into the room.

�Hey,� he said.

Draco turned around and his eyes
just about fell out of his head. There was Harry Potter, the object of his
desires, half-undressed. Then he noticed Hermione and Ron and gave him a
perplexed look. Harry smiled.

�You get used to Hermione being in
these parts after a while,� he said simply, kicking off his pants. He pulled
his pajamas on quickly and sat down on his bed.

When Draco got his eyes put back
in place, he went back to his previous activity.

�What are you looking for?�
Hermione asked.

�Nothing. I�m making sure all of
my stuff is here,� he said, �I have a feeling I�m forgetting something� but
everything is here. I�ve checked three times now, and I still can�t shake that
nagging feeling in the back of my mind.�

�Maybe it�s not something physical
that you�re forgetting. Maybe it�s a birthday or important event or something,�
Ron suggested.

�Shit!� Draco exclaimed, �I
promised Sev I�d come and see him after the Feast.�

Harry�s mood darkened considerably
at the mention of his lawyer and Dumbledore�s killer. �When did you do this?�

�When I wrote to him a week before
summer ended,� Draco answered carefully.

�Oh�� Harry said, lying back on
his bed.

�What�s wrong?� Hermione asked.

�Nothing,� he said.

�Don�t lie to me,� she snapped,
�Something�s wrong.� She sighed. �Harry, I know Snape
killed Dumbledore, but� I thought you
understood the circumstances��

�I do!� he exclaimed, �It�s not that� really. Do you realize that,
since he�s my lawyer, I�ll have to
tell him exactly what happened? Do you think I want him to know something like
that? Do you think I want anybody to
know that?�

�Harry�� she said.

�I don�t want to give him
something that he can hold over me� I don�t want him to have that kind of
power,� Harry said.

�Is that really what you think of
him?� Draco asked.

�Well, he hasn�t exactly given me
any reason to believe he�s a nice guy in the past,� Harry said.

�He wouldn�t hold it over you,�
Draco said, �I�ve known that man for the majority of my life and he�s always
been incredibly understanding. Hell, he�s been more of a father to me than my
own father!�

�I�m sure that�s true,� Harry
said, �But when that man looks at me, all he sees is my father and the things
that my father did. He doesn�t even know who I am.�

�Then show him!� Draco exclaimed,
�Listen, I�ll go with you when you go to talk to him if you want.�

�That�s a good idea,� Hermione
said, �You can be the peace-keeper.�

�Hopefully they won�t need a
peace-keeper,� Draco said.

�Are you kidding? They�ll need an
eight foot thick wall of solid steel separating them!� Ron said, smirking.

Harry groaned. He was right after
all. Snape hated him� possibly more than he hated his
father.

�Where are Seamus and Dean?� Harry
asked, changing the subject as smoothly as he could.

�Crowd control,� Ron answered
simply, �They�ll be up in a bit.�

Harry nodded. No more than a
minute later the door flew open and Neville stumbled in, followed by Seamus and
Dean, who were laughing loudly.

�What did you do?� Hermione asked.

�Told them that Draco was staying
here because he wanted more time to shag Harry senseless!� Neville said indignantly,
�You wouldn�t believe how much more upset that made them! They�re like wild
animals!�

�Yes, well, I�ll go give them a
more believable explanation�� Hermione said, �How did it go with McGonagal, by
the way?�

�Well, Draco gets his own room,�
Harry said, �And, incidentally, so do you. She�s going
to say it�s a new Head privilege.�

�Good idea,� she said, and then
leaned over to give Ron a quick kiss, �Goodnight, Ron. Goodnight you guys.�

She walked out, shaking her head
at the unnecessary noise level in the Common Room.

�She�s�� Draco searched for the
word.

�She�s like the Seventh Year boys�
Dorm Mother,� Seamus said, smiling.

�Except to Won-Won,� Dean mocked.

�Shut up,� Ron said, tossing his
pillow at Dean�s head.

This went on for a few minutes
before Hermione came back up and informed them that it was time for lights out.
Moments later they were in pajamas and lying in their beds. Harry could tell,
minutes later, that everyone was asleep, and he, too, attempted to get some
sleep. However, for Harry Potter, sleep was a long time coming. With the events
of the day- indeed, the entire summer- running through his head, it would be
hard to find solace in slumber�

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