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Borderline	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21276 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters. I am just having fun with them and I don't make money that way.

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Title: Borderline

Pairing: HarryxDraco, pre-slash SeamusxGeorge, implied RonxHermione

Fandom: HP

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Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. WWW Partner Harry Potter is attacked by unknown persons and left for dead. He creates a portkey to take himself, Andromeda and Teddy to a place of Safety. Single parent Draco Malfoy is living quietly out of the politics of the Post-Second Wizarding war. Together can they give each other the happiness they've been missing?

A/N: Part of the same universe as Baiting of Rose.

Chapter 6

Harry was red with embarrassment when Neville led him into the bookstore.

A clerk approached them, "How may I help you?"

Neville smirked, "My colleague Jamie is writing a book on sexuality, he's hoping that the new Hogwarts will resume teaching such a class."

Harry blinked. "Yes…that is my plan."

The clerk passed no judgement as they led them through the stacks.

After pointing out the relevant books, he blushed and spoke quietly, "I think that having a class of that subject would be beneficial. I'm a Muggleborn you see…it's very frowned upon to be bent there. If I hadn't ended up being pursued by a Halfblood raised in the Wizarding world I wouldn't have known it was acceptable."

Neville nodded, "I was born to two pureblood parents, I knew it was acceptable although all my relatives were straight. Gran said as long as they were a respectable person she'd accept them provided they proved themselves worthy of me."

"My name is Eddie Carmichael and my boyfriend is a fellow Ravenclaw. He was a prefect, Robert Hilliard? Maybe you knew him?" the clerk asked.

Harry frowned, "I don't think so. We're Gryffindors. We're friends with one Ravenclaw but other than that we don't really know many."

Neville chuckled, "Speak for yourself but we had a few in the DA last year. Guys like Corner and Boot as well as Luna. We sort of knew Cho and Marietta through DA our fifth year."

Eddie handed Harry a stack of books on sexuality of wizards and witches.

Neville grabbed a few books on sex for bent wizards as well.

"I've heard this book is informative." Eddie handed over a book with kissing witches on the cover. "It might be helpful for the book you're writing."

Harry coughed, "Yes…thanks."

They took the book selections and Harry paid for them.

The books were wrapped in brown paper and tied with a string before being shrunk.

Harry pocketed the books before making his way to the street.

"Daily Prophet now?" Neville asked.

Harry sighed, "Yeah."

They found the Daily Prophet offices and Harry asked to see Rita Skeeter.

The receptionist was about to send them away when Rita showed up.

"Cynthia are there any messages for me?"

"Just these.'

One of which was Harry's note.

Harry had adjusted his glamour to look pale and conjured a cane. "Miss Skeeter?"

Rita gave him a once over, "You would be?"

"This is Jaime a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I'm his temporary bodyguard assigned by the Minister." Neville spoke up.

Rita frowned, "Really."

"Jaime was recommended by both the Minister and Harry to met with you. They convinced him to give an interview."

"The Chosen One has yet to give me an interview. If you were told to speak to me I might be able to meet with you." Rita said adjusting her spectacles and putting her messages in her alligator purse.

Neville blinked, "Isn't that a letter in Harry's handwriting?"

The 'nosy beetle' plucked it out of her handbag and opened it. Her beady eyes widening and then she did a happy dance in a circle. "Potter finally agreed to an interview. Out of all the reporters he chose me!"

Neville coughed, "As far as I know you are the only reporter he's actually met. If he was going to tell his story who better then the person who exposed to the world that You-Know-Who was back and interviewed him twice before?"

"So Harry sent you? How kind of him…" Rita said thoughtfully.

Harry shivered, nasty woman….

Neville gave him a piercing looked, "Are you alright Jaime?"

"Still a little weak." Harry said leaning heavily on his conjured cane.

Rita frowned, "well come along then. We best get you seated before you collapse. That wouldn't be good publicity."

They were led to a conference room.

Once Rita was seated, she pulled out parchment and ink.

"A normal quill please…" Harry said tiredly, "The story will be so much better with it."

The beetle animagus huffed and pulled out a peacock feather quill, "Very well then."

"My name is Jaime. I am a member of the Order of the Phoenix and I fought in the Battle of Hogwarts."

"Jaime what?" Rita asked albeit drooling in anticipation.

"I'd prefer not to say…"

"Why do you wish to be interviewed?"

"I was attacked two nights ago after coming home from work. My home was burned that I share with a relation. Luckily, they weren't home at the time and were unharmed. We lost what possessions we had that weren't in Gringotts."

Luckily, Harry had locked the elder wand and his father's invisibility cloak in his Gringotts vault. His photo album had been there too. He'd left it there for safety; nothing of emotional value had been in Lavender Vale. He had just clothes and some books at Andromeda's house.

"Why was your relative's house burned down?"

Harry shrugged, "I don't know, perhaps because they let me stay there. I have no close family; I'm an orphan since I last my parents in the war. When I went to try to put the fire out I was attacked from behind. I thought I heard three…maybe four people casting spells."

"If you fought in the war how did they catch you off guard?"

"In the short time I've lived there my relative has become almost an aunt or at least a motherly figure. In my worry I didn't take proper observation of my surroundings. Mad-Eye, a senior member of the Order would be very distraught with me. My lack of constant vigilance almost got me killed. I was lucky enough to be found by a skilled healer. With the help of a fellow Order member with a large knowledge of curses, they were able to save me. I wanted to tell my story in case other Order members were in danger. Just because the war supposedly ended with the Battle of Hogwarts, doesn't mean there won't be a few brushfires. I don't think all the Death Eaters or their supporters were captured. While I don't think we still need to be as frightened as we were during the war, constant vigilance is still wise."

"What happened after you were treated? How did the Minister become involved?"

"The curse expert fire called Kingsley. They were both members of the Order. Kingsley visited me and inquired after my recovery. He is having the attack investigated and arranged for me to have a bodyguard for a while."

"You think these people went after you because you're a member of the Order?" Rita frowned.

Harry shrugged, "I guess. It's not like I really did anything that important."

Harry hadn't destroyed any Horcruxes during the War; he hadn't killed anyone in the Battle. Sacrificing himself to Voldemort didn't seem like a huge thing. He credited his mother the most with his so-called victory.

Neville snorted. "One might argue the same in my case. I was one of the leaders of the Hogwarts' resistance and I did kill Moldy Voldy's snake. It was nerve-wracking to defy him to his face but I sort of enjoyed it.

Harry muttered to himself, "Of course the almost Chosen One would have unexpected depths of courage."

Neville blinked at him, "What are you talking about Jaime?"

"Nothing, only that the Sword of Gryffindor chose you. It only chooses those who are true Gryffindors." Harry said quickly, tossing out the first thing to come to his head.

Neville rolled his eyes, "Oh that, I'm his descendant. I have some qualities he valued I guess; I was Sorted there after all. I'm no Harry Potter but I can rise the occasion. After all, my parents were Aurors too and they defied Voldy."

Which was why he was almost the Chosen One…Harry mused. Not that he would wish his destiny on anyone else.

"The proof of your attack is a bodyguard sent by the Minister? Rita sniffed.

Neville pulled out a letter, "Confirmation from Minister Shacklebolt of the attack. Since it is still under investigation I can't reveal more. Even without all the answers surely you can print something to warn Order members. Jaime might not be the only one at risk."

Rita frowned. "I'll print something. I wasn't happy being told what to print during the war. Even though I was quite the heroine for smearing Dumbledore's reputation. It wasn't as spotless as if seemed. I didn't make it up…he was friends with Grindelwald and he was planning to join him."

Harry wasn't going to argue with the woman, he didn't see the point. Besides, he was still peeved with Dumbledore for as Snape put it, 'raising him like a sheep for the slaughter.'

He did feel dreadful that Snape was dying. He spent months thinking the man was dead despite the missing body. His almost father, his mother's true love and Draco's godfather was dying. They saved him and yet Andromeda said the infection was too far-gone to save him.

It wasn't fair after all Snape had done for them, how many times he'd protected him…the man was going to die…

Snape and his mother were the true heroes…

Neville blinked, "I think I ought to take him home. His healer told him not to overdo it."

"Well I do hope he recovers from the attack." Rita smirked.

"Not just anyone can fully recover from the Lung-paralysing Curse." Neville said thoughtfully as he 'helped' Harry up.

Harry leaned heavily on him, "Perhaps, I did overdo it."

It was all an act that hopefully Skeeter fell for.

They slowly made their way out of the Daily Prophet's headquarters and back to the joke shop.

Neville called out as he opened the door, "George we're coming in."

There came a host of whispered spells and scrambling.

"Just wanted to use the floo." Harry smirked as he uncast his glamour and vanished the conjured cane.

The two former Gryffindors left their former Housemates to continue their 'game'.

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