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Draco's Time	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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An: New chapter. extending the last one messed up my chapter lengths so one of these chapters is going to have to be rather short to compensate. Not this one though.

Chapter 6 Independent study.
Detention that night was nothing like Draco thought it would be. All of his professors were there, including ones he didn’t actually have yet, well except for Binns.
“Um…am I being expelled?” he asked, only slightly afraid of the answer.
“No you idiot boy. Sit down.” His Uncle’s tone gave Draco no hint and the blonde took his seat.
“We are all here because it is obvious you are not challenged by our classes.” McGonagall began.
Draco blinked, he’d expected it to be quite a bit different then this. First he’d expected a talk with his head of house and then with the headmaster, but the Headmaster wasn’t even there. Quirrel’s presence was noted and as Draco expected, there was a red sheen to the possessed professor’s eyes. Draco suspected that Voldemort was taking note of his genius.
The silence broke him of his contemplation.
“Well..” he began, unsure if they were expecting an answer.
“Do not look so surprised. You could not have been more obvious. You cast the assigned spells after only moments of study and then begin homework assigned for other classes. I have it on good authority that you haven’t been doing homework outside of classes for some weeks now.”
It wasn’t true. He helped other students with their homework, which had to count for something.
It seemed as though the other Professors had decided to let McGonagall handle this as none of them moved to add anything. She was waiting, impatiently, for a reply.
“Um well…yea,”
“What is it we can do to make your classes more challenging?” Professor Sprout asked. Harry had talked of her unwavering desire to help all her students and spoke very highly of her intelligence, belayed by her interest in plants though it was.
“Well..”
“Draco.” His uncle snapped, “I know you have more words in your vocabulary then “um well”!”
Draco grinned at his Uncle unrepentant.
“Um well…” He chucked internally at Severus’ fury. “It’s just kind of a surprise. I was expecting to be talked to, but not like this.”
A few of them nodded.
“Yes well, usually this is handled differently but the Headmaster…” Flitwick’s obviously impassioned speech against the Headmaster was cut off by a noise from McGonagall.
“Regardless of the Headmaster’s choices, it is apparent that you need more work.” Draco raised an eyebrow. More work?
“Perhaps an independent study project from us all will challenge you.”
Draco shrugged and she nodded sagely.
“Right well we will come up with a project for you. Myself and Professor Flitwick will give you one for this month and Professor Sprout, Professor Sinistra, and Professor Snape will have one for you the next month. Professor Quirrell will have something for two weeks after that. Perhaps the courses you do not currently have could prepare something for the rest of the months. When that is finished we will reconvene and determine if that has challenged you.”
To Draco, her tone signified punishment, as though this was his fault somehow and it angered him.
“Thank you, Professors. I appreciate the time you will take to create tasks for me on top of your class work. It is too bad the classes themselves are not challenging.”
Draco felt his insult was delivered flawlessly, only his Uncle, McGonagall and the Ancient Runes Professor narrowed their eyes, the others simply nodded. Whether that was because they didn’t catch it or because they didn’t think a first year Ravenclaw would insult them to their faces, was unknown.
Draco left to find Harry but instead ran into the Weasley twins.
“Oh look Gred. A Ickle first out after curfew.”
“Oh what’s this Forge. It’s Ickle Malfoy, out all alone.”
The threat in their words was obvious but their tone was jesting. None the less Draco was on guard.
“Oh look Darry,” Draco addressed the empty spot next to him. “Its two unoriginal prankster’s out after curfew.”
He turned his head to the other side, “Yes Hraco should we tell them that almost all of the Professors will be leaving that room in a few seconds?”
Draco laughed as they disappeared down the hall with a peep.
He hoped they would appreciate the warning and not ignore who it was from.
McGonagall’s independent project was delivered with breakfast and before Draco had a chance to explain anything to Harry. As soon as Draco was given the packet of information, Granger tried to stick her nose into it.
“What’s that?”
Draco merely raised an eye brow. “Will you never learn Granger?”
She flushed but said with false pomp, “I’ll tell you how muggles contact each other if you tell me?”
Draco laughed and got up from the table, stashing the packet securely in his voice pass-worded bag.
“What reason could I possibly have for needing to know how muggles communicate? You’ll need to do better then that.”
He shook his head. It was a shame. She had wasted her chance to have the corner on muggle information by offering useless information. She had the right idea, asking him. If he’d accepted, the others would have thought it was a good idea. He caught Harry’s expression and groaned audibly.
He huffed and turned around. He addressed Granger but his head was tilted as if he was talking to the ceiling.
His voice full of scorn and obviously put on Draco said to the distraught Granger, “I would love to know how muggles communicate but it is not a sufficient exchange for the knowledge of this packet. Instead you will get me a muggle musical device. I will pay for it when you get it here.”
He turned and walked off. He would only tell her it was an independent project for McGonagall but the musical device she could get him, a Walking Man or something, Draco remembered being very useful in the other reality.
He caught her smirk and the ones adorning a few of the older Ravenclaw’s faces and grinned. They knew muggle technology wouldn’t work near magic and hoped get one over on him. Instead, Draco and the other Harry had come up with a way for muggle devices to run off magic and he would have the last laugh.
Flitwick’s project arrived during class and he announced it to the room at large, there by destroying his plan for getting his Walking Man. Granger grinned at him.
Now she knew he wanted one and could hold out on him. He nearly cursed.
After class Harry waited for her and Longbottom and she said smugly, “Don’t worry Malfoy, I am sure we can come up with something you would like to trade for that Walkman.”
Hmm Walkman that’s right.
Draco glared at her and she skipped off humming. Su Li patted his arm. “I’ll get you a Walkman if you tell me the contents of your project.” Granger turned to glare at the other girl but Draco put a protective arm around her shoulders.
He agreed and whispered the contents into her ear, his eyes were on Granger’s unbelievably annoyed face.
Harry hit him.
“What?” Harry shook his head and chuckled. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were flirting.”
Draco froze and turned to Harry. He pulled the brunet boy into a shadowed corner and spoke to him in a soft voice.
“Harry, I’m not into girls. You are the only one for me.”
Harry watched his face and Draco grew nervous. This was rather forward and wasn’t in Draco’s plans but he couldn’t stand for Harry to think anyone else could take Draco from him. Harry was his world and Draco would not stand aside and let Harry’s low self-esteem convince him otherwise.
Harry grinned shyly and hugged him. Before Draco could react, Harry was bouncing down the hall, a heaviness Draco hadn’t even realized was around the boy, absent in his movements.
Potions was less of a disaster then usual. His assistance with Longbottom and their progress on calming techniques had allowed the blighter to remain calm in Severus’ presence, resulting in less blown up caldrons and better feelings all around.
Draco wasn’t ever sure if it was Harry’s sorting into Hufflepuff or his continuing friendship with Draco that caused his Uncle to let up on Harry, but their interaction was less volatile this time then the last.
True, Severus did insult him ferociously when he messed up, but he did not made up nonexistent problems for him to overcome. Severus did not award the boy points, but neither did he give him weeks upon weeks of detention. All in all Draco felt it was a pleasant trade off.
“Mr. Malfoy, stay after.” His uncle commented after class.
Draco nodded at Harry not to wait and gathered his bag together while the class was leaving.
“Yes Professor?”
As the door closed Severus cast a silencing charm on it and Draco’s curiosity spiked.
“First of all, your independent projects are not to replace your homework in those classes, they are above and beyond your homework. Also, as I am sure you’ve speculated, we teachers do not have The Headmaster’s abject approval. Many of us wanted to move you up a year, but he opposed it with excuses.” Draco nodded; he didn’t want to change years anyway. He needed to be able to help Harry.
“I…I am proud of you.”
Draco nearly had to sit down.
“Yes I know I have never vocalized the extent of my feelings to you. Mostly because I am simply unable. I have written your father of your accomplishments and he is no longer angry that you were not sorted into Slytherin.”
Draco snorted. It hadn’t bothered him in the least that his father stopped talking to him when he was sorted into Ravenclaw. The first time through, his father had sent weekly leters berating him on his besting by a mudblood and full of instructions for proper Malfoy behavior. Draco didn’t miss them.
“His response to my note was assurances that he knew you were a genius, since you are a Malfoy and that there is no need for him to come see you.”
Draco gulped, nervous that his uncle had invited his father to the school.
“Anyway it has come to my attention, that none of us have ever told you that you have done well of your own merit, so, I say again. I am proud of you.”
Draco smiled and nodded. Overcome.
“I believed that your association with Potter would bring you down and am relieved to find myself incorrect for once.” Draco snorted again, earning him a stern look from his seated uncle.
“Do not make animal noises. It is unseemly.” Draco smiled softly.
“That is all.”
Severus returned his attention to the papers on his desk and Draco made his way out of the room. At the door he stopped and turned to his Uncle.
“Thank you Uncle Sev. It means a lot.”
Severus waived him on with an impatient hand and Draco grinned, not fooled. He could see the telling little pink blotches on his uncle’s neck.
The projects fell together nicely and Draco realized that they were meant to be joined. Flitwick’s packet was much less detailed then McGonagall’s but they both wanted Draco to research the interaction between charms and transfiguration. They wanted a detailed report of their differences and the spells that could be classified as both. Draco decided to take it a step further and to not only do the work they asked, the twenty foot research essay on the history, differences, spells, etc. but to create a completely new spell.
It was after all an independent project meant to challenge him. He could probably do it in a month. A spell that had aspects of a charm and transfiguration. The problem was inspiration. He would need to be careful. His repertoire included up to and past NEWT levels but he couldn’t create anything like those, so conjuring spells were out as well as anything more challenging then summoning charms or Aguamenti. This would seriously limit his options.
Charms by definition are spells that enchant
an object or person to behave in ways
that are not normal for that object or person.
Transfiguration spells, by contrast, are spells that change one object into a completely different one.
Draco frowned at his notes. He was much more interested in coming up with something completely new. Harry’s timing was perfect as usual and so when he found Draco in the library, Draco put away his independent project to work on homework with his best friend.
They were joined by Granger and Longbottom rather quickly and Draco glared at her. She was benefiting from his instruction without giving anything back. He glanced at Harry to gage the other boy’s opinion for simply removing her. Harry didn’t look up at him, though there was an evil smirk pulling at his lips.
“I will not speak again until you either leave, Granger, or give me a reason to help you.”
Longbottom whimpered and looked at her imploringly, without Draco’s help he may not pass.
“And what do they give you Malfoy?”
“Harry does not need to give me anything, and Longbottom is a project of mine.” The afore mentioned boy looked like he didn’t know how to respond to the information that he was a project, but like most things, he accepted it.
Granger huffed and then reached into her bag and pulled out a book.
Draco peered at it.
Transfigurational Charms
It was the book he was looking for in the library.
She grinned in response to his glare. “Flitwick told me what your independent project was and I rushed here to get this.” Draco had to hand it to her, she was learning.
The smirk bloomed on Harry’s face, but Draco felt it as a betrayal. Granger couldn’t have thought of this herself, Harry must have helped her. Was Harry betraying him?
His thoughts must have been obvious because Harry’s smirk disappeared. “Draco I..”
That confirmed it. Pain shattered Draco’s ability to think and he packed his things without a word and left.
He wandered outside for hours before Harry found him sitting by the lake. The brunet sat next to him and held out a few rolls.
“You missed dinner.”
Draco didn’t respond or take the food and Harry sighed.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it was a big deal. She so badly wants you to like her I thought if she proved she could best you, you would..”
“I would what Harry? I would like her? The truth is…” Draco sighed and looked at Harry, he couldn’t lie. “The truth is there for a moment I was…it was a good plan. But it wasn’t her. It was you, and I trusted you. What else are you going to spread around about me?”
Harry gasped and hit him on the arm.
“Stop that. I know what you’re doing. You know I wouldn’t betray you.”
“Do I?” Draco stood. His earlier anger had been replaced with doubt. He thought he knew this Harry but..the old Harry would never have betrayed him.
“Draco please?” Harry stood up with him and held him tightly from behind. Harry’s face pressed into his back and Draco let himself enjoy being in his friend’s arms. There wasn't the sexual overtones their pressed bodies would have created. Draco simply enjoyed the simple pleasure of being held by one who cared for him.
“I’m sorry okay. I didn’t think it was a big deal. She could have done that anyway, and as soon as someone else thought of it, it would be out there. I just wanted you to be openly challenged. I know you’re too clever for me, I thought...”
Draco turned and stopped him, pulling the smaller boy close. It was the first time they’d really hugged since before the first Harry’s death and Draco shivered with it and then ruthlessly pushed the thought aside.
“I know, I forgive you but please, please I need to know I can trust you.”
Green expressive eyes drew him in and when Harry said, “You can Draco, always.” Draco knew it was true.
Draco pulled Harry into his lap as he sat and said, “And who are you kidding, you’re the only one in this dump who can compete with me on cunning. You, the innocent little hufflepuff, my arse.”
Harry giggled.
They sat out there talking about ideas for a spell to create, until Draco’s warming charms timed out and then they walked inside.
AN: yes i know this chapter is more detail then I usually get into. It doens't have much towards plot, but everyonce in a while i need a little character development.

thrnbrooke

Thanks I don�t think they�re going to take over completely but we�ll see.

orpiment99

Thanks. I always try and go in interesting directions.

LadyFireCrab

I really try and keep things believable and as close to the universe that JK created.

SP777

I�m honored you chose to embrace your Kryptonite just for me.

Thank you. I hope to put different spins on things. Its kind of a goal of mine.

I have noticed that as well and have always been curious about how houses effect personality.

It'll be interesting to see how everyone's relationship develops NOW.

I�m afraid I don�t understand what your question of Harry�s death is referring to. He was killed by Voldemort.
I did see the new movie and was disappointed in it. They made it look like Harry was experimenting rather then reacting in desperation to stop Draco from Crucioing him. And He wasn�t as horrified by his actions as I think he should have been, but it was fun.

rebbie13

Thank you very much for all your reviews, and I�ll continue to update as soon as I can.
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