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Auld
Lang Syne
by Nymphy Fate.

Summary: After
failing Potions, Snape sets Harry up with a tutor, Draco Malfoy. Becoming friends with him seems like the best
thing in the world for them, seeing as Harry is in love with him. Contains Slytherin!Harry, Top!Draco, Slut!Draco, Loving!Harry. R&R

Pairing:
Harry/Draco.

Rating: M,
for swearing and sexual situations.

Warnings: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin�. Don�t
like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D

Timing: Year 6. Pretend HBP never happened, k? K.

A/N: Thanks
so much for all the positive feedback on the last chapter, and the reviews too,
I�m not sure even how the heck I came up with what happened in this
chapter, I totally made it up on the spot when I was in American Lit Monday
afternoon when the professor was lecturing.
Ugh, it�s a freaking boring class, so I�m always writing in there,
then. LMAO, lol. So erm� tell me what you think about this chapter. It�s a bit strange, I think�

DISCLAIMER: Do
I look like JK Rowling to you?? No, I�m
not her. I�m a college student who is
failing her theatre class because she�s always too busy reading fan
fiction. :]] No profit is made.

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�I mean, I just can�t
see why people - mainly that bastard of a Gryffindor who actually dares to call
me his best friend - can�t accept that we�re friends now�! Is it really that hard to believe that a
Slytherin and a Gryffindor could get along for once?!� I let out a frustrated growl and slumped down
into a chair of the Slytherin common room, running my hands through my unruly
locks that I dared to call my hair.

Draco was sitting on the
black leather couch next to the chair I was currently sitting in, listening
intently to my angered rant.

�Harry,� he said in a calm
tone, and I looked up into his eyes at the soft tone to his voice. �Come here.�

�What?�

�I said, come
here. You look like you can use some
comforting, so come here, Harry.�

Swallowing, I got up from the
chair and went to sit by him. When he
put his arm around my shoulder I stiffened momentarily before settling in and
letting him just comfort me.

�Thanks,� I mutter, my anger
subsiding and turning to one of fatigue.

�Anytime,� I heard him
respond, and I could tell he had a slight smile on his face. My eyes were closing out of their own free
will and moments later I was in a blissful, dreamless sleep.

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�Harry?� a voice whispered in
my ear, sounding just like velvet.

�Harry?� The voice became more insistent, and there
was a nudge on my shoulder. �Harry,� he
said dryly, and I groaned in response, shifting my position with my head still
on Draco�s shoulder.

�Mmnphh,�
I muttered, and his hand kept shaking me, trying to wake me from my sleep. �Whaddya wan�?�

I heard him chuckle, and he
whispered in my ear, unbeknownst to him causing me to shiver in response. �Wake up.
It�s time for dinner.�

�Dinner?� I mumbled against his shoulder, just really wanting
to slip back into the world of unconsciousness with him. I felt him nod against my head in response to
my mutterings.

�Dinner,� he clarified, and I
could hear the smile of amusement in his voice.
�It�s just after five, do you want to go down
together?�

My eyes snapped open at that
question, and I leaned off of him to look into his storm-grey eyes, smiling,
only to see him smiling as well.

�Yeah, sure, let�s go,� I
said enthusiastically, and got up, grabbing him along with me, holding his hand
in mine. It may sound extremely clich�,
but I felt� sparks of electricity go through my entire body when I held
onto his hand to help him stand up. I
let go immediately, however, when I saw he was actually up, hoping I didn�t
look terribly flushed and hot, as I felt my face heat up at the thought of just
one touch from him could do to me.

�You okay?�

I nodded, and put a smile
back on my face, one that was surprisingly true, as I realized that maybe the
sparks were actually a good thing.
�Yeah, I�m fine, let�s go.�

He shrugged it off when he
saw the smile on my face.

We walked in a comfortable
silence all the way down to the Great Hall and then paused when I saw Ron and
Hermione already sitting at the Gryffindor table, talking to each other. Or more like Hermione talking to Ron. I hoped she was scolding him for the argument
he�d started with me earlier that afternoon.
Ron turned his head, and I stared at him in anger, fighting to keep my
calm. A hand came to rest on my
shoulder, and rubbed at it in a reassuring manner.

�Come on,� I heard Draco say,
and I looked at him. �You can sit with
me.� His voice was calm, holding only a
hint of malice that wasn�t directed toward me, so much as it was toward Ron
instead. I nodded once, and walked with
him to sit down, a hard expression gracing my features all the while I so much
as thought about Ron.

�He�ll come around
eventually. You just need to give it
some time, is all, Harry.� I snapped my
head to the right, and only then did I notice that I had been staring at the
Gryffindor table. I gave Draco a tiny
smile, and started on dinner, leaving the Ron issue drop for the time
being. Instead, I listened in on the
conversations that the rest of the Slytherins were
having, jumping in at various points.

�So what�re we doing tonight
exactly, then?�

�Huh?� My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

�The party
tonight? What kind of stuff are we going to do
there? Harry?� He looked concerned at my blank face. Party? What party??

�You know,
the inter-house party that you�re hosting tonight?� Did I really say that last part out
loud? �Harry, are you feeling
alright? Do you need me to take you to
Madam Pomfrey?�

�Eh yeah, I�m feeling
fine. Just sort of forgot about it after
that fight with Ron. The nap kind of
wiped out my memory that we were having a party or that anything was even wrong
for a while there, you know?� I gave him
a smile.

He smiled back. �Yeah, I know what you mean. Makes sense�
So anyway, what exactly are we doing at this party?�

�Well, I think some games,
maybe some drinking, truth or dare��

�What was that?� he asked
before I could go on. He sounded
intrigued for some unknown reason to me.

�Truth or
dare?� I was confused.

�No, before
that.�

�Games?�

�After that, Harry,� he said
dryly, but still curious all the same. I
couldn�t help but to answer him; he just sounded so authoritative. Must be a Malfoy thing�

I sighed. �Drinking,� I said quietly, obviously
confirming his suspicions, for he grinned smugly at me,
and - for some strange reason - triumphantly.

�Really now?� he said, still
smirking mischievously. �Didn�t know you
Gryffindors could drink. Didn�t know you had it in you, Potter,� he
teased.

I blushed, but stood my
ground even still. �Yes, well, perhaps
if I had been sorted into your house like I could have been you would
have known this little trivia fact already.�

Apparently I�d said this too
loud, for students from the table I was sitting at snapped their heads around
to stare at me - almost as if I�d just announced that I was the son of
Voldemort or something - abruptly ending their conversations in the process.

�Harry Potter? In Slytherin?!�
Pansy Parkinson exclaimed, incredulous.

�No way. It�s impossible.� This boy I recognized to be Blaise Zabini.

�Yes�� I said slowly, and
grew angrier by the second. �Why is that
so hard to believe?!� I asked indignantly.
�It could happen, it�s not exactly impossible, you know.�

Draco smiled from right next
to me. �Yeah, Harry, it kind of is. You�re basically the epitome of all
things Gryffindor. Don�t even try to
tell me that you actually think you could make it in this house.� He rolled his eyes and went back to his
dinner, still grinning.

�Oh yeah?� I smirked
mischievously. �Well we�ll just see
about that, won�t we.
I�ll ask for a re-sorting and then we�ll see where I end up. It could be anywhere, Draco. But, you know, don�t be disappointed or
anything if I do get in Slytherin, Draco, I know you wouldn�t want me to
take away your star position. But then
again who knows, maybe there can be two stars in Slytherin. Let�s see here, what could
my name be� If you�re the Slytherin Prince, then what would that make me?! I couldn�t very well take your title away
from you, but I certainly would need one of my own. I really hate my current title; the �Boy
Who Lived� isn�t exactly the most creative, you know. I-�

�Okay! Okay!
You can stop now, I believe you, you win! You would make an excellent Slytherin,
Harry, really, you would. Just please, please,
don�t ask for a re-sorting, please.�

I
mock-pouted. �You don�t want me in your house, Draco?�

�No, it isn�t that, it�s just� Oh by Merlin and Morgana,
Harry, you would make a good Slytherin,� he gave up, and leaned into
whisper to me. �You want to ask or
should I?�

I beamed. I practically skipped up to the staff table,
and up to the headmaster.

�Professor Dumbledore, sir?�
I asked tentatively, wondering just how he would react to my question.

�Yes, Harry? What is it?�

�I was wondering if I might
require a word with you, sir, about my current situation, and my place in
Gryffindor house.� At Dumbledore�s
slight nod I continued. �Well sir, you
should know that earlier today I had a falling out with Ron Weasley.
And while I do think that some
friendships can be maintained, I think that perhaps it would be best to sever
all ties with Ron altogether. In saying
that, I think you also are aware of my friendship with Draco Malfoy, sir?� Dumbledore nodded. �Well you see, sir, I was wondering if I
might possibly get a re-sorting for myself.
I feel that I have changed over these last years and would be better
suited in a different house� If that is alright with you,
sir.�

Dumbledore looked shocked, to
say the least, which was definitely understandable. After all, this was out of the blue
and came suddenly. Then - much to my
dismay - he got that damn twinkle in his blue eyes and grinned. Oh hell�

�I think that is a wonderful
idea, Harry,� he said joyfully. �When would
you like this done, my boy?�

I grinned. �As soon as possible, sir, if you will.�

Dumbledore leaned
forward. �I will have Fawkes bring the
Hat. Fawkes,� he called, clapping his
hands once.

While the headmaster called
for the Sorting Hat I turned around back to the Slytherin table and looked at
Draco, smirking smugly.

Moments later, I was sitting
in the chair, once again having a conversation with the Sorting Hat, just like
in first year.

�Harry Potter, back again,
I see. And what may I ask is the problem
with where I placed you several years ago?�

�Nothing wrong, per se, I
would just like to know if you could tell me where I belong now. As I�m sure you can imagine,
things can change over the years.�

�Yes, I�m sure that is
true. No more Gryffindor then?�

�No, no more
Gryffindor. I think that I would be
better placed somewhere else. What do
you think?�

�Yes, it seems that way,
doesn�t it? Well, if you�re sure then�

�SLYTHERIN!�

I took the Hat off and jumped
off the stool, ignoring the blank stares and whispers coming from all around
the Great Hall. I trudged over to the
Slytherin table, sitting down next to Draco.
He looked just as shocked as the rest of them, following my every
move. Looking around the table, I
noticed that none of them had changed their facial expressions, still just
staring at me.

�What?� As if coming out of their stupor, everyone
went back to their dinner, but it - unfortunately - didn�t stop the whispers.

�Hang on a minute!� I looked up to see Ron standing, hands on the
table in front of him. He was red-faced,
and looked just about ready to explode at any moment. �You� you can�t just leave us for that
git�!� he shouted, pointing at the blond next to me.

�Oh I think I can,� I said
calmly, still sitting. �You see, Weasley, unlike you, I would never say that someone
couldn�t come to a party when that certain someone was the friend of
another friend of mine, just because he�s in a different house. It�s completely biased, and the only reason you
didn�t want to invite him was because he�s been mean to us over the years.�

�Harry! You can�t really think that the ferret
is your friend, can yo-�

I finally stood up, staring
him down. �Yes, I do, because he is,
Ron. He�s been my friend for weeks now,
and you and Hermione were just too busy snogging
to notice.�

Ron spluttered for words, not
really coming up with anything good. I
raised my eyebrows, waiting for him to say something. His face grew even more
red, with anger, and then he finally spoke. �Well it doesn�t really matter anymore,
because you�re uninvited to the party tonight.�

�Well really? I could have sworn that we were
the ones who actually came up with the idea for a party. So technically, I never really was
invited in the first place. So you
really can�t un-invite me, it doesn�t really make any sense. And besides, it�s an inter-house party, so
you really have no say in the matter who comes or
not. I�m going anyway so you had better
deal with that fact. Talk to me if you
like, or don�t, but either way I won�t care.
I�m. Going.� I turned to look at the rest of the students
in the Great Hall. �Anyone else have a
problem with me and where I�m placed?�
The Hall reigned silence. �Good.� I smiled, and sat back down, just in time to
see Ron storming out. Inwardly I
cheered, knowing I had won against him.

Well. This was going to be an interesting year�

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�I can not
believe that you would say that to him!
Potter you�re such an idiot�!�
Draco was pulling at his hair in the common room, messing it up and
making it ruffled beyond compare as he paced about. I, however, was just sitting on one of the
couches, staring at him and getting a stern talking to. He stopped abruptly right then. �Although� it was pretty funny to see the
Weasel�s face go bright red when you dissed him in
front of the entire student body.� He
cracked a smile, staring at me with his hands on his hips. �Want to do it again? For me?� He tried to look pleading, but I saw right
through it.

�Love to, mate, but it�s kinda hard when he doesn�t really want to see me anymore.� I smiled ruefully. �I�d be happy to do it, though, when - or if
is more like it - he ever comes around. He just has to get used to the idea that I�m
not going to stop being your friend just because he doesn�t like it. Which I really don�t think is going to happen
anytime soon, so that may be a problem.�
I laughed, liking the way that his voice sounded when he chuckled as
well. He sat down next to me.

�You know, I kind of like the
idea that you�re in the same house as me now.
Amazing, really, I never figured you had it in you.� He glanced at the clock, and realized that it
was only an hour until the party started.
�Wanna go get ready? The house
elves brought down your stuff when we were eating dinner earlier.�

I grinned, and nodded my head
in the affirmative. �Sure. What do you think I should wear? And where, pray tell, am I staying,
exactly? Which dorms am I in?�

�Oh, well you�re with me, of
course,� he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. �Can�t have you staying
with the rest of the Slytherins and getting eaten alive,
just because they don�t know you yet.
Bad idea, Harry. So you�re with me.� We started going up to the sixth year boys�
dorms, and stopped when we came to a door.
Draco muttered the password - �Accio
firebolt� - and stepped inside. I realized, just then, where we were.

Not only was it Draco�s room,
but it was also a prefect�s room.
Oh hell� So now, not only
was I rooming with the guy I was in love with, but I was also rooming
with just him�! Can you say �disaster�???

The room was clad in all
green - as was to be expected, of course - just like the last time I was in
there, and there were two beds.

�I know you�ve been in here
before and everything, and you stayed with me, but -
sorry - you�ll have to sleep in your own bed from now on,� he teased and
grinned, and I gave him a small smile back.

On the beds were black
comforters and plush pillows. It was
unlike anything I had ever seen before, so elegant, so refined. It made me wonder how I had never noticed
that night before when I came and slept with him after my nightmare. Perhaps I was too upset to notice before?

�So what were you thinking
about wearing tonight then?� Draco asked, and I whipped my head around to look
at him blankly.

�Erm�
I�m not really sure� What do you think I should wear? You know I�m not the best with fashion�� I gave him a wry smile.

He looked me up and down,
obviously scrutinizing me and my appearance.
�Come with me.� He beckoned over
his shoulder for me to follow him, and headed to the closet, where he opened
the doors.

He smiled back at me,
widely. �Choose anything you want,
Harry.�

�A-anything?� I asked tentatively, lightly fingering a red silk
shirt, and looking up at him.

He leaned down close to my
face, so that he could whisper in my ear.
�Anything.�

I got a huge grin on my face,
and with that, decided just what I would be wearing for the night.

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A/N: Oh HELL yes, I�ve
finally gotten through this chapter. And
Ron!Bashing, too�!! XD Tee hee hee� -does little
happy dance-

And OMG I�m so sorry I�m
putting off some stuff which I said would be in this chapter. I really didn�t mean for it to be this
length, the characters just sort of took over, and the whole Slytherin!Harry thing was totally
and completely unexpected - especially to me. I actually never meant for that to happen at all
in this story. But it seems that Harry
has been driven to insanity and has been corrupted by Draco. LMAO J/K�!! XD

So� I�ve started already on the next chapter, and so it
should be p fairly soon after this one, probably either sometime this weekend,
or else hopefully early next week.
Thanks for all the reviews so far.
Now give me some more�!! -hands out chocolate Kisses-

Next chapter: We see more of Slytherin!Harry�!! We find out what they�re wearing; they go to
the party, have some drinks, and be merry; and lastly,
have some deep conversations.
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