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Of Shield and Sheath	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 17446 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the HP franchise so I make nothing from my writing.

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Title: Of Shield and sheath

Pairing: future DracoxHarry

Summary: A foolhardy Dumbledore attempts to change fate, he gains more and less then he bargained for. Creature fic. Future Mpreg.

Author's Note: For Jannafrancine who has guessed a small portion of this story's plot. Sequel to Cadmus and the Phoenix.

Chapter 6- Kings Cross and the Hogwarts' Express

Harry couldn't wait to be dropped off at King's Cross Station.

"Get out Freak! You will not make us late to Dudley's appointment." His uncle snarled.

Harry shivered; he swallowed and climbed out of the car. His arm hurt dreadfully from where Dudley had spent most of the drive punching him. Without thinking that he was using magic, he managed to lighten his trunk with it and grabbed Amaryllis' cage.

As soon as he shut the boot, the Dursleys sped off leaving him behind.

Harry sighed.

Amaryllis hooted angrily at them.

Harry was early, that was for certain.

He made his way through the station, trying to avoid as many of them as he could. He still remembered the last time he was on a train. He dragged his trunk along behind and tossed it onto a trolley after he found one.

He remembered his dream about his mother and her advice about finding the platform. Squinting he caught sight of a wavering glamour on the pillar she'd mentioned. He pretended to lean back against it nonchalantly while clutching the handle of his trolley that held his trunk and Amaryllis' cage.

He leaned back enough to fall through the pillar stumbling.

Strong arms caught him and held him close.

Warmth flooded Harry's body and the pain in his arm vanished. He sighed with contentment, "Draco…"

There was a soft chuckle, "Good guess."

Then they backed up, pulling the trolley the rest of the way through.

Harry turned around grinning, "I missed you." The words just slipped out unbidden.

The natural hauteur vanished, the boy's face softened. "I've looked forward to this for weeks."

A voice broke them apart.

"Draco dear, you are blocking the gateway."

Harry looked up; there was an iron gate that read, 'Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.'

Draco led him from the arch, one hand on the trolley and the other around Harry's slim shoulders.

They approached Draco's parents who were standing near a scarlet Train engine that bore the letters 'Hogwarts' Express in bright gold script.

"Mother you remember Harry."

The tall blond aristocratic lady's face had a slight smile, her eyes held a soft light in them, "Morning Potter."

Harry bowed slightly and smiled up at her, "Good Morning Lady Malfoy." Then he turned to Draco's father, nodding at him.

"Draco!" a shrill voice called out.

Harry watched as Draco winced.

Draco barely turned in time for a brunette girl who was taller then Harry threw her arms around him.

"Good day Pansy." Draco said stiffly.

Harry noticed the mood had turned cold and he shivered.

"Who is this?" the girl sniffed as she gave him an icy glare.

Harry noticed at once that her nose spoilt her face, which might have been considered pretty. Not only was it wrinkled like his aunt when she disapproved of something; it resembled a nose that belonged more on a pug then a girl.

"Pansy," Draco began, "this is my friend Harry Potter. Harry, this is a childhood friend of mine, Pansy Parkinson."

Pansy gave him a look that he knew well, it cut him to the quick and said that he did not belong before ignoring. "Blaise is looking for you as is Theo."

Then she proceeded to drag him away.

Harry started to follow by Pansy pinned him with a look he also knew too well, it screamed, 'don't you dare."

He swallowed only to get bulldozed over, sprawling in front of Draco's parents and thoroughly embarrassing himself.

"Oh dear Gred." Came a voice from behind him.

"Yes Forge, it seems mum's idea to come this way had," came an identical voice from behind his other ear.

"Unforeseen consequences."

Two sets of large but gentle hands helped him back onto his feet and brushed him off.

"You alright there?" the voices chorused.

Harry turned and saw two identical looking boys who were both taller than he was. He swallowed they were just starting to gain serious muscle, one had a hard set to his jaw but the other's eyes were softer. He swallowed, "I…think so?"

Wind blew his fringe out of his eyes, baring his scar and eyes.

Out of reflex Harry reached up to shield his eyes from the bright late summer sun.

"Harry Potter?" both boys gasped.

"So sorry."

"We've never,"

"Come this way,"

"Before, you see."

"I'm Fred."

"And I'm George."

"Let me take that." The twin called Fred said heaving Harry's trunk onto his shoulder balancing it with his own.

George threw a companionable arm around his shoulder, grabbing Amaryllis's cage after shrinking his own trunk and pocketing it, "We'll find you a compartment. You can hang with us."

Harry felt safe with them too, not like Draco who made him feel warm and comfortable but these boys didn't make him feel cold either.

Harry paused to wave at the Malfoys before letting himself be led away.

"Why did you wave at them?" Fred asked frowning.

"They've been nice to me. Draco is my friend."

The twins shrugged.

"Sure, if you say so." George said.

Fred nodded, "After all, we don't know anything about this Malfoy."

"Our families have been feuding for years."

"Any reasonable reason?" Harry asked curious.

Fred laughed, "There was a witch involved, what do you think?"

Harry giggled, "Over a girl? That's just silly."

Fred frowned, "Well you might be right around that. After all they could have just agreed to share. There are no laws against triads if the girl was willing and both wizards wanted her they should have considered it."

"Come on. I hear Lee up there."

The three weaved through the crowd of kids.

"Hey Mischief and Mayhem." A dark boy with black dreadlocks smirked, "How was your summer? You missed my birthday party."

Fred sighed, "Mum grounded us for the summer again."

"Very disheartening. Spent the entire summer except for meals and de-gnoming the yard inventing." George shrugged.

"Well I can't wait to see the new products. You want to see my birthday present?"

The twins moved closer and the crowd parted.

Sitting in Lee's hands was a tarantula.

"We went to Mexico in July, Dad bought me Arachnia there, she is a Magical Tarantula. They think that Acanthrophious are the basis for the Acromantula. I'll ask Professor Kettleburn. He ought to know."

"Is it poisonous?" A girl asked hiding behind a large boy.

"Yeah but I'm required to milk her like a snake every week. Her venom is worth something. Dad lets me sell it and keep the money. He said it's my allowance for Hogsmeade." Lee smirked.

"What does she eat?" another boy asked.

"Rats, small birds and other insects. With Arachnia around we don't need a cat in the dormitory. I'll ward our dorm so she can't leave it. If I have to bring her food I will. I just don't want her to wander off." Lee shrugged.

"If you're done showing off can you show us where you put your trunk Lee? This is heavy…" Fred grumbled.

"What's with the two trunks Mischief? Mayhem too lazy to carry his own?"

Fred snorted, "This is Harry's trunk. Lee Jordan, our best friend and fellow pranksters. He calls us Mayhem and Mischief, he's Loki to us."

"The god of Mischief and Mayhem, don't get him wrong though. I follow them not the other way around." Lee chuckled before opening a compartment door, "In here boys."

"Lee you put that thing away!" a tall slim girl with a head full of braids shivered.

"Sure thing Angel, just showing her off. Can't be upsetting my best girl." Lee grinned wiggling his eyebrows.

"Just put it away!"

"Her name is Arachnia not 'It' Angelina. Just because she's my second best girl doesn't mean you get to insult her." Lee said putting her in a small chest that was made of slates of wood.

"Who is your first?" Harry asked curious

"Why Angel of course. Angelina, meet Harry Potter. Harry, Angelina Johnson. Mischief and Mayhem found him."

The girl turned chocolate brown worshipful eyes on Fred, "Is that true Fred? You found Harry Potter?"

Harry shifted nervously.

"Give it a rest Angelina." Fred sighed.

"He's only a first year and it's his first time on the Hogwarts Express." George added tugging him into a place beside him on a seat.

"You're right. Sorry. I'm one of the Chasers on the House Quidditch Team."

Harry finally noticed he was surrounded by red and gold, and he frowned, "You're Gryffindors…"

"What's wrong with that?" Lee stiffened.

Harry swallowed, "Nothing…you're just the first ones I've meet besides Hagrid."

"Hagrid's cool." Fred shrugged.

"If you like his obsession with dangerous pets." Angelina shivered. "What did you think of him Harry?"

"I didn't trust him…" Harry mumbled.

Amaryllis hooted at him in agreement.

"She's pretty," a girl sitting on the floor with another girl gasped.

"What's your name?" Harry asked.

"Katie Bell," she said shyly.

"So we've got three Chasers, two Beaters and our favourite Quidditch announcer. Where's Oliver?" Fred drawled.

"Probably following Percy around like a puppy. Away from the Pitch and he cares about two things: Percy and Quidditch. On the pitch it's all about the match." George said shaking his head.

"Who are Percy and Oliver?"

"Percy is our older brother." Fred began.

"Our youngest older brother, he's a prefect this year. Charlie graduated in June. Bill graduated the year before." George finished.

"Oliver is our captain. He's fanatical about Quidditch and wants to play for a professional team."

"Oh?" Harry asked surprised, "The Appleby Arrows or that Falmouth Falcons?" they were the only teams he knew…

"Nah," Fred chuckled, "Puddlemere United. He claims it's the best team in the league."

"It slaughters your team." Lee snickered.

"Hey! Don't go slamming the Cannons." George protested.

Cannons?

Harry yelped, "Not the Chudley Cannons?"

The twins sat on either side of him and frowned disapprovingly.

"Never insult a Cannons fan to their face." Fred said sharply.

The compartment door slid open.

"And why not? Why the Cannons have a fanatical fan base when they dissolved their fan club after over a hundred years of straight losses I have yet to understand."

Harry recognized the voice but not the tone; he tripped over Amaryllis' cage to give Draco a hug of welcome.

Two big boys who lookswise reminded him of Dudley started to laugh only to choke on it.

Harry's face burned.

A familiar hand reached down, "Are you injured?"

Harry clasped the hand and grinned up at Draco, "Only my pride."

"Well, they say it does go before a fall." Draco laughed gently as he tugged him up. "You do enjoy falling for me."

Harry blushed, "Maybe I like it that you're there to catch me or pick me up when I fall…"

The girls giggled behind him.

"Pansy dragged me off again." Draco said quietly, dusting him off and his hands lingered. "I found Greg and Vince after greeting Blaise and Daphne. I came looking for you. I heard you were last seen with the Gryffindor Quidditch team and I came to see if you are alright."

Harry smiled, "They helped me. After knocking me down, they carried my things and introduced me to new people. Gryffindors aren't too bad…" his worshipful look spoke volumes for him that he thought more of Slytherins and one in particular.

Draco's cheeks turned pink, "This compartment is a bit crowded, you are welcome to join us."

Harry shivered wrapping his arms around himself, "No thank you. I'm sure Pansy is a nice person but I don't like her very much and I can tell she feels the same way. It might be best if I just stay here. I don't want to cause trouble…I mean she is your friend…"

Draco reached out and squeezed his shoulder, "So are you. I promise you this, since you aren't making me choose if she forces the issue: I choose you."

Harry hugged him, "Why don't you go sit somewhere comfortable? I'll see you later. I promise."

Draco hugged him back, "Alright. I can tell you are safe here. I shall abide by your wishes, on one condition." His face was glowing.

"What is that?" Harry giggled.

"Always support the Falmouth Falcons." Draco smirked.

Harry laughed out loud, "I have to, because it's the family team."

"Then I shall leave you Harry. Until we meet again." Draco bowed shutting the door.

Harry stood there looking wistful.

"Well," Fred said clearing his throat.

"I'll be. When you said Malfoy was," George shook his head in amazement.

"Nice, we didn't think he was that nice."

Harry blushed, "I maybe a lot of things but never a liar. He's nice…the first person my age in this world to be nice to me in a long time and not be afraid of consequences."

"Well…" Fred said gruffly, "They say that Malfoys aren't afraid of much."

"We shall see Gred."

"Indeed Forge."

Harry bent and let Amaryllis out of the cage. He sat between the twins and cuddled his owl drifting to sleep quickly…

He was shaken awake

"Your stomach's growling. The trolley lady is coming with food. In case you want some sweets. Angelina made chicken sandwiches, Alicia has meat pies and Katie brought cookies."

By the gentle look in his eyes, Harry was sure it was George. He stretched and Amaryllis squawked indignantly when he knocked her from his lap.

Harry sighed, "Sorry girl." He rubbed his stomach and dug the moneybag out of his pocket. "How much is the food?"

"Depends on what you want. There are Cauldron cakes, chocolate frogs and other things."

Harry handed George five sickles, "How much would that get me?"

Fred blinked, "Are you crazy? That's a lot of sweets!"

Harry shrugged. "I don't know how much it costs. I've never bought sweets before and I rarely get to eat them. Please? Buy me a little of everything. I want to try it all and see what I like."

George gave him a thoughtful look, "Two of everything then but I will be giving you change."

Harry blushed, "Okay!" he said happily.

Angelina and the other two girls were dividing out the food they had eight plates.

"Aren't there seven of us?" Harry asked quietly.

Angelina laughed, "Yes but Oliver will be joining us. He knows I always bring food."

"Cheapskate." Fred chuckled, "Mum packed us sandwiches. Corned beef most likely, they can wait. Angelina and Alicia's cooking is better."

The sliding door opened again.

Standing there arms crossed, a grin on his face was a tall older boy with short brown hair and blue-green eyes.

"Who is a cheapskate?"

Harry swallowed, Scottish accent? Wow….

"Hey there Oliver. Done chasing Percy's arse?"

"That will be ten laps running the pitch come first practice." Oliver drawled.

Fred chuckled, "Whatever you say Ollie…"

The boy's face turned red, then he noticed Harry, "Hullo. Who is that?"

George patted his back, "Harry Potter."

"Potter?" the boy, Oliver said thoughtfully, "James Potter's son? He's on a plaque as captain for an award in the Trophy Room. He flew as one of our House's Chasers back in the Seventies."

Harry smiled, "Really? I didn't know."

"Well, if you have half of his talent you'll end up on a House Team probably next year." Oliver grinned taking a seat near the door and accepting a plate.

They sat nibbling on meat pies and sandwiches and drinking bottles of something sweet and frothy that was called Butterbeer.

Harry ate slowly, using manners that he had seen Aunt Petunia using during one of her dinners. That he spied on from the cupboard pretending that he was eating there as well until she caught sight of him and he had to close the cupboard door.

No one tried to take the plate because there was plenty of food and everyone had the same amount.

As hungry as Harry was he couldn't stomach much…

George noticed him staring at his place that still had another meat pie and four more sandwich triangles. 'Aren't you hungry? You barely touched your food…"

Angelina frowned, clearly upset, "Is there something wrong? Do you not like it?"

Harry shook his head, "It's good…I guess I'm not very hungry."

Angelina tapped the plate with her wand and it changed from a plate to a box. "There. You can eat it when you want. It won't spoil. In case you're like Fred who likes a snack between classes."

Harry's eyes filled with tears of joy and his jaw dropped in surprise, "You're not going to take it away?"

Angelina frowned, "Why would I do that? I gave that to you, it's yours. You can eat it whenever you want."

Harry set the box down and hugged her, 'Thank you."

She patted his back, "You're welcome Harry." Frowning at him.

Harry sighed, as he rose on his toes, trying and failed to reach his trunk.

Fred stood taking the box from him and tapping his wand against the lock of Harry's trunk.

It opened at once.

Fred floated the box of food in the trunk and shut it, tapping his wand to lock it again.

"There. Now you don't have to worry about losing it." George smiled but his eyes were filled with suspicion.

Harry smiled shyly at them all, "Thanks…" he had that warm sensation of being full and he curled up against the carriage wall and the seat corner.

Unaware of the concerned looks that the Gryffindor Quidditch Team gave each other.

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

Anna - The characters aren't intentionally with the exception of Fawkes/Ieson. Contrary to Dumbles' opinion humans aren't always so malleable. Children especially can be quite stubborn. Yes Fawkes' true name is Ieson but Fawkes is what Dumbles chooses to call him. I am glad you find it intriguing, I'm quite enjoying writing it.

LeVeen - I fixed the mistake. I didn't realize that I accidently posted chapter 5 with chapter 4. I'm trying the posting a chapter every day but we'll see. I'm not very good with schedules.
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