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Unlikely Heroes	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 80942 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Title: Unlikely Heroes

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, LuciusxSeverus, RemusxSeverus

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: A battered Boy Who Lived finds his world come crashing down when his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire. Shockingly, the only ones to come to his rescue are those he'd believed were his enemies.

Notes: Is compatible to the Selection of Triwizard Champions. Takes places during Chapter 21 of Fallen Feathers recommend reading prior to this

Chapter 45- Fred's 'revenge prank'

December 4, 1994

Fred snuck out of Gryffindor Tower and met up with Peeves.

"A Sixthie's out of bed!" Peeves announced loudly by way of greeting.

Fred snorted, "You knew I would be. Now are you ready Peeves?"

"Peevesie is always ready to cause havoc and mayhem!"

"Take these to the other Houses. Light them and leave them in the main corridors of both sets of Dorms."

"Yes Master Freddie!" Peeves said giving him a mocking salute and disappearing with the bag.

Fred was going for maximum noise, these fireworks were specifically created for indoor use. They were noisy and bright. Although they were capable of shattering glass when exploding they were despite all the fire and sparks unable to set thing on fire. Pranks were only funny if they were shocking and comical. Once they tipped over into dangerous, it wasn't a prank anymore. It was merely a vindictive act.

Not that Frederick Maris Weasley-Prewett wasn't above such actions. However, you had to earn his enmity. As of late only Dumbledore, Molly and Ron had at present. He was quick to anger and extract retribution. With the exception of family he was slow to forgive. He'd cause Percy more headaches when he'd thought his closest older brother had treated Oliver badly yet when he'd learned why Percy had been boarding on cruel, he'd been amoung the first to be angered. Prior to the apparent breakup between Percy and Oliver, Percy had been highly supportive of their House team. Angelina had told himself and George how upset Percy had been when She, Adrian Pucey, Rodger Davies and Cedric Diggory all asked for Prefect duties that wouldn't conflict with their House's Quidditch Practices.

Now Percy and Oliver were inseparable again. Which pleased him to no end, oliver had always been like a big brother and being engaged to Percy merely legalized something that Fred had always felt. He almost wished that he had a brother for Harry but he had to admit that Draco was good for him.

Smirking, Fred made his way back to the common room in Gryffindor Tower. He used his wind to send a few of his fireworks to torment Granger and to annoy Angelina, Katie and Alicia. His teammates would no doubt grumble at him but it would be enjoyable.

XoooooX

Blaise, Neville, Vince, Theo, Draco and Harry woke at the first explosion.

Harry whimpered, burying his face in Draco's silk pyjama top.

Blaise stumbled sleepily to the dormitory door.

Only to be greeted with louder explosions and colourful flashes. Out of the coloured smoke came a smallish dragon that appeared be made from of green and silver flames.

The dragon entered the open door, flying over Blaise's head to zooming around closer to the ceiling. It flickered like the green flames of a floo.

It was beautiful to behold and roared in great imitation of the dragons from the first task it sounded most like the roar of a Hungarian Horntail despite the similarity in colouring to a Welsh Green.

As the roar of the dragon increased it even woke Greg whom they teased as being able sleep through the castle collapsing around his ears.

The five Slytherins and two Gryffindors watched the dragon soar and scream until it exploded into coloured sparks that rained down but didn't set anything aflame.

Harry rubbed his eyes, yawning, "Why? Two nights woken up at ungodly hours by loud noises?"

Draco lifted his chin smirking, "You can be quite adorable when you are like that." Teasing his boyfriend, his future mate about how he'd clung to him and a little about how cute he was when he yawned.

Harry flushed, "I don't like loud noises. I've learned that loud noises usually mean bad things happen."

Draco silently cursed Dumbledore and Harry's Muggle relations. His mostly unawakened Veela nudges his senses, demanding he take retribution for Harry's injuries both physical and mental. Draco decided that they would do something special later that morning. He pressed his lips to Harry's, "I shall do my utmost to protect you."

XoooooX

Harry's eyes widened as his future mate kissed him. Draco would protect him? Then he remembered how Draco had taken the Cruciatus for him. Closing his eyes, he remembered his fear and the anger radiating off of Pansy and Draco's ex-mother. Harry felt the warmth and comfort of Draco's arms around him and the sound of the Slytherin's heartbeat lulled him to sleep.

XoooooX

Sophronia woke at the sounds of explosions outside the door to their dormitory in the corridor. She knelt and threw open the curtains, what greeted her were the pale faces of her roommates.

Seriously? Last night was another such disturbed rest!

Sophronia wished she slept with the Fourth year girls at this moment. So that she might send Millicent to investigate. Unlike most girls the Bulstrode heiress did not shirk and screech, rather she was brave and stubborn.

Sophronia was suspicious that Millicent would make and excellent beater, perhaps, even better then Derrick and Bole. Why? Although Millicent lack the beauty of Daphne Greengrass or the prettiness of Tracey Davis, she had a self-confidence and possession that they lacked. While Pansy might have been considered as good looking as she had believed herself to be had possessed a more pleasing temperament and had not the misfortune of that pug-like nose.

The girls in her dormitory began to sob softly.

Children!

Most likely mourning the loss of their beauty sleep.

Grumbling Sophronia stole from her bed, glaring at her dormmates. She noticed as she approached the dormitory's door that the sound of explosions grew louder.

They sounded like the fireworks that she'd once heard at the Queen's birthday celebration or the Muggle New Year's celebration on the telly.

Sophronia cracked the door open.

There came a loud roar and a dragon made of green flame flew towards her.

Sophronia stumbled backwards, tripping over the edge of her nightgown and sprawled back on her arse.

The girls in her dormitory shrieked.

Sophronia rubbed her hip where it struck the floor, the hard stone floor what was covered with a light carpet that bore the Slytherin green colour and some warming charms and perhaps a few cushioning ones.

Above her head, or rather their heads, soared a majestic dragon as green as the Welsh Green Dragon that she'd seen in the first task. However it's roar was that of a Ukrainian Ironbelly,

The dragon made of green flame soared its wings flapping and sometimes it actually seemed to glide.

The girls screamed when ot darted towards their green velvet curtained silverwood bedsteads.

Sophronia lay back and admired the dragon as it soared and roared.

Finally it exploded in a flash of green and then rained down green sparks.

Another girl shrieked.

Sophronia rolled her eyes at them, they were just fireworks. Magical ones, obviously but the concept was the same.

Mere moments later from her thoughts to Merlin's ears.

Framed in the doorway was was familiar form of Milicent Bulstrode.

Her short hair was somewhat mussed, a loose robe hung on Millicent's broad shoulders. Instead of a nightgown and peignoir, she ware silk trousers and a matching shirt in a more masculine style.

Millicent strode over, glaring at the still stricken, whimpering girls in their beds and leaned over holding out her hand, "Assistance, my Queen?"

Sophronia grinned, "Thank you, Millicent. Consider yourself promoted. I have need of a guardian." She said as the older girl pulled her up.

The girl who had the build of a Beater blinked at her, "Are you serious?"

Sophronia grinned, "I would prefer to have female guardian. As you can see, none of my year have your courage or ability to seem unruffled.

"She's not female really." One of the formerly whimpering girls grumbled.

"Pansy was prettier then her."

Millicent's eyes flashed but she kept silent.

Sophronia's voice sliced through the air like a knife. "I forbid the mention of that individual. She is cut off. It is not for those outside the House Council to publicly disagree there is protecting your own skin and cowardice. Millicent is clearly more honourable than the lot of you. I would rather have her beside me than any of you preening want-to-be Princesses. The honourable Princess is more worth my time then you lot."

Millicent's expression changed from one of annoyance to shock.

"I care more about trusting the persons as my side. I, Queen of Slytherin declare Giselle Goyle as my advisor, Luna Lovegood, my second, Millicent Bulstrode and Theodore Nott as my guardians." Her voice was magnified by her desire to pull those pathetic wenches in their place.

XoooooX

Giselle? Her Giselle advisor to the Queen? Herself, the guardian of the Queen? AS an advisor, Giselle now outranked her brother Greg…

Millicent bowed slightly, "Why my lady?"

The young Queen leaned over blushing, "I think her brother is cute and I want her to like me. Besides, as a prefect she knows more about House Politics then I know. I began as the lowest of the low and rose to the second highest rank. I shall make mistakes, however would prefer to have advisers to lessen their number and severity."

Millicent smirked at her, "I'm certain Giselle will approve of you. I shall be returning to her presently. It was at her recommendation that I came. She wanted my reassurance that you were well."

Milicent was pleased that their Queen wasn't a snivelling coward but an unruffled, rather mature young woman. Sophronia Prewett was someone she would be proud to call sister one day.

Millicent bowed over the young Queen's hand, "It will be an honour to accompany to breakfast my lady. We shall attend you and take our places for the March."

Millicent waited until her Queen had retired to her bed before taking her leaving. Thanking Salazar that Sophronia was a far better person than the self-proclaimed Consort of the Prince, Pansy Parkinson.

Life was more pleasant without Pansy around…

XoooooX

The Ravenclaw Third Year Girl's Dormitory's snore-filled but peaceful slumbers were abruptly interrupted by bangs, booms and cracks.

It startled Luna awake.

She groaned. Payback from Gryffindor for the Muggle alarm clock prank?

It had to be Fred…

Myrtle who was a lot more tolerable since she'd been praised publically for proposing the alarm clock prank floating into the Dormitory with the Grey Lady.

They were clearly chatting amiably, the Grey Lady wasn't much older in life years but clearly outnumbered the formerly whiny, hostile and temperamental ghost of second floor girls' bathroom in death years.

"Did you see Rodger?" I've never seen or heard a young man shriek that high!" Myrtle giggled.

Helena Ravenclaw chuckled, behind her hand, "That Eagle was impressive. It's made of blue flames and sounds just like one of those majestic birds. Rodger Davies is supreme arrogance, it took him down some."

The explosions and flashes of light continued behind the door.

Luna spoke up, "What bird? Davies shrieked like a girl?"

The two ghosts of former Ravenclaws turned to her and giggled like school girls.

Helena Ravenclaw quieted first, "Open the door and you'll see. Being my sister's descendant you will no doubt be impressed."

Luna gave them a thoughtful look before hurrying to the door and throwing it open wide.

"Don't stand in the doorway…"

Myrtle's warning came too late.

There was an explosion, out of the flash and smoke flew an eagle composed of a contrasting set of blue colours.

Luna had to jump out of the way to the left of the door to avoid being 'run over' by the impressive eagle.

However she didn't scream like Davies.

Luna leaned against the wall to the interior left of the dormitory's door.

She watched the large eagle made of blue flames, it was pretty…

The large flame created wings flapped at it circled, dove, screamed and flew about the Dormitory.

Helena nodded approvingly, "You do my mother justice. She was unruffled by most things. Although we as a community did not possess such things as these fireworks while she lived."

The murmuring, cries and whimpering reached a crescendo.

Luna snapped, "Oh shut up! It's only a bird, big but it won't hurt you. See? It may be flame but nothing's catching on fire. It's merely a revenge prank for ours yesterday. Don't be children."

The other Third Year Girls huffed at her.

To punctuate her words, the eagle exploded in a flash of light.

Luna sniffed, "See? Now go back to bed."

Myrtle and Helena giggled again and curtseyed before floating through the wall once more.

Luna made her way back to bed, muttering, "Brilliant. I'll have to see that Gryffindor gets points for that one."

XoooooX

Angelina was less than pleased to be woken up by the sound of fireworks.

Fred! That sneaky bastard!

No wonder he had been smirking all day…

Honestly, no doubt he pranked her on purpose. That's what you get when you're in love/dating an incorrigible prankster.

Touching her wand Angelina charmed the door open.

A huge scarlet lion wreathed in gold flames emerged following a loud crack from a cloud of coloured smoke and bound into the room .

The Sixth Year girls were stunned silent.

The lion roared fit to rattle the windows.

Angelina was truly impressed. It was obviously a Fred creation or at least his idea. That was what she thought at least.

The lion tore around the dormitory, roaring as it leapt from bed to bed.

A shower of sparks occurred with each pounce yet the scarlet embers failed to catch the bed's velvet curtains or the coverlets on fire.

The lion came around to Angelina, landing practically on top of her just before exploding into a shower of red and gold sparks.

Rolling her eyes, Angelina flicked her wand and shut the door and the lumos lamps turned themselves out once more.

That boy! She thought hiding a smirk.

XoooooX

Since most didn't think much of Hufflepuff, it was no wonder that they too didn't escape the pranking.

However, Peeves disliked certain persons within said House so much that 'disobeyed' his 'partner' Fred.

The other fireworks he'd placed outside in the corridor in front of the entrance to the selected dormitories but these he placed inside.

He snickered, hovering half in and half out of the wall so that he might bear witness.

Peeves lit a handful of fireworks and tossed them into the center of the dormitory.

XoooooX

At the first explosion Justin Finch-Flechley, Zacharias Smith, Ernie MacMillian and their fellow Dormmates Wayne Hopkins and Oliver Rivers were blown out of their beds.

The five luckless Hufflepuff boys were dazed at the brightness of the flashes, crackles and colourful explosions as well as the sheer noise.

Justin was awed and Ernie stunned but Zacharias was quickly getting angry.

Ernie noticed and rolled his eyes at his cousin. Often Susan and himself were embarrassed by Zacharias, Deborah despaired of him often. Both his and Susan's mothers were Zach's aunts; their mother's were was not a good reflection on their House. AS Deborah put it, Zacharias was as opposite to Helga as one could get. Zach had an anger problem, he could be more violent than a Slytherin Beater. Sometimes one became so frustrated with him. It was no wonder that a handful of Hufflepuff guys like himself, Justin their dormmates and older ones like Anthony would be capable of brawling with him. Anthony was normally as hard to anger as Cedric, he was extremely cool-tempered for a Beater.

Zacharias stormed to his feet and stomped towards the centre of their shared dormitory.

There was loud explosion with more flash and noise than before, out of the smoke leapt a huge yellow and dark purple badger.

Despite his surprise and slight annoyance that the colours were off but he considered that black would be pretty hard for a firework. They were made to be shot off at night after all.

Justin and Ernie let out exclamations of surprise that were echoed by Wayne and Oliver.

The badger lunged at Zacharias growling.

A stunned Zacharias let out a high pitched shriek that was highly reminiscent of a girl's scream.

The badger was corporeal enough to land on him and knock him caught Justin's eye and their snickered.

The badger was cool, it seemed to be made of flames and could growl, move and knock Zacharias on his arse.

After a few moments of of growling and loping around the dormitory it exploded into a shower of yellow, gold and dark purple sparks.

Ernie, Justin, Wayne and Oliver burst out into gales of laughter.

Zacharias stood, brushing himself off and grumbled, "It's not that funny." His face was so red he looked like he was part of Gryffindor and in an exceeding bad humour.

Ernie snickered, "Was from where I was standing cousin.".

"I'm going to bed." Zacharias growled as he stomped to his four-poster and slammed his gold curtains shut.

Ernie shook his head, Zach's behavior should bad breeding and the Smiths were an ancient family that traced their lineage back to Helga Hufflepuff herself.

This would be an incident every boy in this dormitory would have etched in their mind probably until the day they died.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N:Sorry it's taken so long to update. I was busy with that internship and then school. Four shows in in five months with two or three week breaks between them is difficult. I'm a technical theatre major so I got myself it this and I thrive on it. It just puts a cramp in my writing time because I lose my nights. Many apologies! I did think this wasn't the next chapter. Hand wrote it and it took me quite a while to type it up- it was thirteen handwritten pages written in the dark at the Tech Table during a show between light cues in September and I finally finished typing it up.

elizabeth - I'll fix that right now thanks. i must have typed George instead of Fred. Here is my update you asked for.

siriuslynluv - I'm glad! Thanks for reading!

MyaMalfoy - No it hasn't been abandoned promise. I just got caught up in real life with school and working a new show. See A/N. Thanks for reading and reviewing. I'm glad you like it. I'm not working any shows for the next while so I should have more time to write. I caught a few moments between exams.

mihoshi05 -is the next chapter. Which chapter was Dracken in? I thought I caught all of them...I promise there will be more sexy moments between the tree when I find the right place for it. Lucius has no choice but to accept Remus, Severus needs both of them to ground his magic and withou Remus chey can't reverse/remove Severus' curse. Beisdes, he'll do anything for Sev and if Sev wants Remus he'll have to agree. Veela and Werewolves are both highly posseive mates and they have to learn to share. Remus will find his place in their relationship soon. At some point Lucius and Remus might have to have a dominance battle to prove who is the Head of their Family in bed. ANy guess on who might win?
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