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Changes. Senses. Revelations.	By : Minnix Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2717 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Changes. Senses. Revelations.
- 2-Chapter Two
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Summary: There is a turning point in everyone�s life when they change. For better or for worse, it doesn�t matter. They simply change. Change is a funny thing. It can be your best friend or your worse enemy. It can happen over a series of seconds or stretch until forever. It can happen anywhere or anytime and place.
Change can be anything we make it. It�s a chameleon of sorts. It�s a smile, or a glint in a person�s eye when they realize things are not what they use to be. Now not everyone is well versed in the ways of change as others. In fact one could go as far as saying that some people are downright ignorant to the fact of how change works. And those people are the ones that are often caught by surprise when it happens to them.
One, Harry Potter has always been known to be informed of things last. And in the case of his approaching coming of age, Harry is once again left in the dark about certain things. How will his 7^th and final year at Hogwarts be affected by these new changes in his life. And what exactly does his life long enemy, Draco Malfoy have to do with them?
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Chapter One
There weren�t many things that went through his sleep hazed mind in the morning. Usually hurrying to the loo was the main thing. But this morning Harry realized it was too bright. Or rather the sun that was shining on his face was too bright. He also felt that his covers where too hot and itchy on his skin. Never before had he felt so aware of his surroundings as if he was suddenly in tune with them all. Sitting up the young raven haired wizard pushed the offending blanket off of his body hissing at the scratching feel of them. He would have to get new bedding later. For now he�d sleep with more clothes on. Stepping out of his four post bed, he shivered as his feet touched the cold ground.
He picked up his glasses a slipped them on over the bridge of his nose and yawned softly as his surroundings slowly came in to view. Or at least they were suppose to. He pulled off his glasses staring at them searching for cracks. It was then Harry realized something. He could see. Not only could he see his hand holding his round black spectacles, he could see his dorm room around him. Mess as it was, Harry was staring at his room for the first time without the help of his glasses. This brought a pause to the Gryffindor forcing him to flop back on his bed. He pulled his glasses up to his face once more and attempted to look through them with no avail. It seemed he no longer needed the round spectacles anymore.
Many in his place would have freaked out over something as simple as this, but Harry assumed it was puberty finally catching up with him. Maybe his magic fixed his eye sight in the process. Harry had recently turned 17 and he knew that was when most wizards and witches became of age. Of course being the youngest in his class, minus a few, Harry�s friends had all gone through their changes. Though he didn�t know of anyone�s eye sight becoming perfect. He would ask Hermione of it later, but for now he needed to get ready. His dorm-mates, including Ron, had all already gone. They probably tried to wake Harry up with no result. It was well-known that Harry was a difficult one to wake from the depths of sleep.
They would probably come back after breakfast and drag him out of bed for lessons. Harry sighed softly and began getting ready for the day. He passed by Seamus� full length mirror after showering and came to a pause. He took a few steps back and stared at the strange reflection before him. He seemed to have grown 3 inches making him somewhere around 5�9. He hadn�t taken care to look in a mirror while he was getting ready. He was use to the way he looked and thought nothing of glancing in a mirror. Harry was never a vain person and never would be. His hair had lengthened also now brushing over his emerald eyes.
He paused touching the mirror wondering just what was happening to him. His once muscularly built form seemed more curvaceous and slender. While he didn�t look weak or fragile, he seemed to appear if possible more soft and feminine. This made him pause. Perhaps someone was playing a joke on him. Though he didn�t know how something like this could happen when the school year had just started today. How could someone go to sleep feeling and looking one way and wake up the next a complete stranger even to himself. He seriously needed to talk to Hermione.
Feeling his heartbeat quicken and fear creep in his mind, the handsome Gryffindor hurriedly began finishing getting dressed. After finally finding some robes that fit him, he�d have to thank Dean later, Harry practically ran out of his empty dorm room and down the stairs. Passing by a few of his classmates who muttered a cheery �Morning Harry�, the raven haired wizard sped out of the entrance and down to the Great Hall. He paced outside the hall not sure if he should go in. If he noticed the changes then of course others would too. But he�d have to face them sooner or later, he only hoped Hermione would be able to figure this all out.
Sucking up the courage that Gryffindor was known for, Harry pushed open the Great Hall doors and slipped inside. He immediately thought it to be too bright in the Great Hall. His senses felt attacked as every giggle, chatter, and scrape of silverware across the plates bothered him slightly. He shook his head wondering why he was so sensitive to everything. Where his senses going through puberty as well? He paused chuckling softly. It was a silly thought.
Lucky for him it was morning and the first day of lessons. Many people had eaten and hurried back to their rooms for a few moments peace before class. While others where sleepily shoveling food in their mouths. Needless to say no one paid Harry attention. Or at least no one that Harry could see. The panicked Gryffindor hurried to his table and flopped down sitting backwards facing the Slytherin table next to a pretty silky brown haired girl. Hermione�s hair stopped being bushy midway through their 6^th year. Right after she turned 17.
�Morning sleepyhead.� Hermione muttered with slight amusement as she scanned their class schedules.
�Morning.�
Harry replied with a sigh closing his almost glowing eyes then opening them and pausing as he felt someone watching him. A pair of silver flashed before his eyes and then was gone. Harry shivered slightly unsure of the feeling that glint of silver had left him with. He stared, perhaps longer then necessary, at Draco Malfoy. Change it seemed to have touched everyone and Draco had been no exception.
The blonde Slytherin had always been an attractive boy getting the devilish combination of his mother and father�s looks, but it seemed even he had outdone himself. He now stood at a height of 6�1 with a muscular build to match. He wasn�t overly muscled, more like well defined. His hair had grown well pass his shoulders and was currently pulled back at the base of his beck in a ponytail. Though he hasn�t voiced any of his usual hatred for all those considered beneath him, he still carries himself with an indescribable air of arrogance and pride. His eyes of gray, often resembled the sky after a storm causing many a person to swoon in his presence.
For a moment Harry wondered if Draco had been watching him, but then that wouldn�t have been out of the ordinary. Enemies watched each other. It�s the one thing they did in common. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer as the Muggle saying went. Feeling as though he was spending entirely too much time pondering Malfoy, Harry turned his back towards the Slytherin table and focused on his friends. Ron was happily chewing on a sausage while Hermione was giving him a look of disgust.
�Honestly Ron, can�t you eat with your mouth closed.�
Ron attempted a glare, which ended up looking like he was choking. Harry chuckled softly and shook his head. Some things never did change. Ron swallowed his mouth full and sighed.
�I�m hungry Hermione. You can�t blame a guy for trying to eat his fill before lessons. I mean you do realize how long it is until lunch?�
Ron paused while Hermione shook her head.
�Is that all you think about Ron? Food?�
Ron shrugged and Hermione huffed.
�Hey guys can we go somewhere and talk before lesson?�
Harry interrupted before the little row got more intense. Both his friends glanced over at him as if they had forgotten he was there. And most likely they had. It seemed over the past two years the heated tension between Ron and Hermione had grown so much that Harry was tempted to push them together and say �Get it over with already.� But he didn�t. He stayed out of it letting them play whatever game they played. Part of him felt outcast by the sudden revelation that eventually his two best friends would be together. Making him the third wheel and pointing out that Harry, himself had no one to share intimate moments with.
In fact Harry had never share a true intimate moment with anyone. Sure he had a few awkward kisses with Cho Chang in his fifth year and Ginny Weasley last year, but they had never amounted to anything. He, Harry James Potter was indeed a 17 year old virgin. No one but his closest friends knew this of course, but it still made Harry feel left out. He only knew of a few of his friends that were still as inexperienced as him and he could count them on one hand.
�Harry�� Ron�s face scrunched up in confusion as he stared at his best friend. �What the hell happened to you?�
Hermione�s eyes were wide also but she refrained from voicing her apparent shock. Instead she too a moment and then spoke.
�Harry you look..�
�Different.� Ron finished for her loudly. Harry tried not to blush as now the few people around them started staring at Harry as well.
�I know this Ron. Look can we just go before people start asking questions?�
Ron blinked at him while Hermione cleared her throat. �Of course Harry. Come on Ron.�
Harry sighed and stood up as Hermione and Ron did. He silently followed them out of the Great Hall ignoring the stares he was receiving and instead wondered just how he was going to phrase his questions to Hermione.
As the warmth of the early morning washed over him, Harry felt strangely uncomfortable in his school robes. He sighed and tugged at his collar and tie walking along beside Ron and Hermione, who seemed to be waiting on him to speak first. He sighed softly and paused.
�Look, I don�t know what�s happening to me ok. I was hoping you, Hermione, could tell me.�
Before either of his friends could reply, Harry launched in to his morning discoveries, even telling them about his sensitivity to his surroundings and how he had to borrow a pair of Dean�s school robes. When he finished he stood there breathing heavily and watching them, waiting for their answers. Ron blinked at him.
�You changed that much over night? Gosh, when I went through puberty it was over a span of a few days. Maybe because you�re a late bloomer it just all came out at once.�
Hermione paused her mind calculating the possibilities. �That could be part of it, but there�s something else going on with Harry. I mean he looks very different even for puberty. I have a few things in mind, but I�m going to have to confirm them before I voice them. I don�t want to scare you or anything Harry.�
Harry groaned �Why does everything have to happen to me?�
Ron patted him on the shoulder �Don�t worry mate. Its not like you�re dying or anything. Its just a small change.
Harry mutely nodded his head. Yea, just a small change. Ron was right. No need to worry. Or was there?
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�Today class I want you all to get a partner. We will be going over the leg lock curse known as Locomotor Mortis.�
Professor Spindle announced loudly. He always talked loudly. No one knew why but there were many theory as to why, with the most popular being his eardrums had been blasted during one of his dangerous travels through the dark depths of the world. Harry just assumed the old man was losing his hearing and therefore yelling to hear himself. Whatever the case, many students and faculty invested in earplugs in his presence since he became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
�You will take turns performing it on each other taking care to catch your partner after the spell is case. Then you will practice releasing them from the spell with Relashio.�
The thin Professor smiled timidly at all this students as they began partnering off. Harry, being a bit slow on the upkeep found himself single out and partner-less.
�Sorry mate.� Ron replied brushing his long fingers through his mane of red hair. �I�ll let Hermione work with someone else if you like.�
Harry gave a small smile �No, you two work together.� The handsome raven haired boy glanced around seeing most everyone else partnered up. He sighed and trudged over to the Professor.
�Professor Spindle?�
The Professor jumped slightly hearing his name called and gained his composure as he turned to face Harry. His usual timid smile in place.
�I don�t have a partner.�
Harry muttered not liking the way Professor Spindle was looking at him.
�Oh Mr. Potter. I barely even recognized you. You look very different I must say.�
Professor Spindle chuckled softly �Well now let�s see about getting you a partner.� He paused and scanned the room. �Ah come with me Mr. Potter.�
Harry remained silent through the conversation and moved behind the Professor as he weaved through students.
�Here we go.� Professor Spindle paused. �You and Mr. Malfoy shall be partners. It seems he to is without one though he decided not to inform me.�
Professor Spindle gave the said blonde a long stare before smiling timidly at Harry. �Practice makes perfect.�
And with that said he walked off leaving the two enemies alone neither staring at the other and therefore no progress getting done. Draco was lounged on the windowsill staring solemnly down at the school grounds. He remained sitting there even after Professor Spindle had left. Harry, feeling the uneasiness sink in cleared his throat.
�Um, look Malfoy I know neither you nor I want this, but we have to practice or we�ll both get zeros for today�s participation.�
Harry muttered towards Draco but not bothering to move any closer. His stomach suddenly felt as though it was doing flip flops. Harry rubbed it with a sigh staring at Draco, but still receiving no answer. Harry was about to just give up and flop down in the nearest empty chair when Malfoy turned and glanced at him before standing up.
�Very well Potter. Let�s get this over with I�m bored already.�
Draco replied in a uninterested tone folding his defined arms across his chest. For a spilt second Harry wondered what those arms and chest would look like without the hindrance of a school uniform. This thought shocked Harry causing a light blush to dust his cheeks. He looked away from Malfoy with a sigh. This was going to be a long day indeed.
�Well, I�m sorry I�m not entertaining enough your highness.� Harry hissed out and pulled out his wand pointing it a Draco. The leg-locker spell was on the tip of his lips, but he couldn�t say it. Why couldn�t it say it? He tried so hard but something within him was screaming against it. He sighed lowering his wand.
�Can�t curse me Potter?� The amusement in Draco�s voice was thick. �Are you going soft on me or something?�
Harry refused to look at the handsome taunting blonde. Draco smirked coldly and pulled out his own wand.
�Very well let me. Locomotor Mortis!�
Before Harry could move the curse hit him hard and he began falling rapidly towards the stone ground. Just when he thought he was going to end up with a very bloody and bruised nose he felt warmth unlike any other engulf him. It wasn�t overly hot or uncomfortable. Just enough to make him sigh verbally, which he did. He also smelled the faint scent of vanilla and honey. He paused and blinked around realizing he hadn�t fallen on the ground, he had been caught by Draco Malfoy.
This moment seemed to add to all the other strange things that were happening to him. And before he could properly assess the connection of events his legs where freed and he was roughly shoved back. Not prepared for such a change, Harry fell backwards landing on his bum. He groaned softly at the hard stone floor.
�Well that�s all for today students. Make sure you read through the first 5 chapters of your books and be prepared for a quiz next time.�
Professor Spindle called out as the students began gathering their things and hurrying out. Harry glared up at Draco with his emerald eyes while Draco stared down at Harry with his stormy gray ones.
�What are you playing at Potter?�
Harry gave a confused look at the question and the flushed glazed look in Draco�s eyes.
�I don�t know what you�re talking about Malfoy.�
�Impossible. You�ve done something to me to cause me to want to��
The blonde Slytherin trailed off ending in a whispered that only himself could here. Harry stood up brushing himself off.
�I don�t know what you�re talking about Malfoy so sod off ok.�
Draco glared at the handsome raven haired wizard �You know what I�m talking about. You�re using your powers on me.�
Harry burst in to laughter giving Draco an incredulous look. �What powers am I using on you Draco?�
Draco paused looking very serious �Your Veela powers. Potter I didn�t know you had Veela blood.�
Harry laughed again. Surely Malfoy was playing some kind of joke and a poor one at that. Veela blood. Honestly.
�Ok, Malfoy I think you need to lay off the sweets or something. I can�t be a Veela. Incase you�ve noticed I happen to be a bloke.�
Draco glared at the shorter boy. �I know what I sensed when I touched you Potter. You have the aroma of a Veela maturing.�
Harry shook his head �Look this joke isn�t even funny and has gone on long enough. Just stay away from me Malfoy.�
Harry gave the silent blonde another glare and turned gathering his things. Draco pushed past Harry and snatching up his satchel he hurried out putting as much space between him and Harry as possible. Harry felt a strong pain in his heart as he glanced at Malfoy leaving the room, but Harry ignored it simply writing it off as lack of sleep.
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�What was going on between you and Malfoy over there?� Hermione gave Harry a curious look as the raven haired beauty stabbed his food with his fork.
Putting some mashed potatoes in his mouth he swallowed before answering. �Malfoy seems to believe that I have Veela blood in me. He�s really lost his marbles this time.�
Harry chuckled softly while Ron and Hermione simply stared at him. Harry�s smile disappeared. �Don�t tell me you guys agree�with Malfoy of all people.�
Ron grimaced �It�s not Malfoy we�re agreeing with its his theory. I mean Hermione�s mentioned it once but wanted to find out some more information before she scared you.�
Harry gawked at his best friends with disbelief. �I can�t possibly be a Veela. I am still a boy or have you two forgotten that small detail?�
Hermione sighed �Calm down Harry. We know you�re still a boy. That doesn�t mean you can�t have a tiny bit of the blood in you. Enough to do a few physical changes but still keep you a male. We should go to Dumbledore about this.�
Ron nodded in agreement, but Harry didn�t look convinced.
�Are you telling me people are going to start following me around and acting all mental like Ron did over Fleur in 5^th year?�
Hermione gave Ron a measured glare before nodded slightly. �We don�t know how much blood you have in you, if any, so there�s no telling the strength of affect. You could simply just look gorgeous the rest of your life and nothing more.�
Harry sighed and laid his head on the table �Why me?�
Ron gave him a sympathetic pat �We�ll figure this out don�t worry. It could still be something else.�
Over Harry�s head, Ron and Hermione shared a knowing look, but neither voice their true thoughts on the matter.
�Let�s go talk to Dumbledore before our Potions lesson.�
Hermione offered in hopes of cheering up her somber friend. Harry nodded and let himself be led out of the Great Hall and up towards Dumbledore�s office. So distracted was Harry by this new possibility that he didn�t notice the pair of gray eyes that hadn�t left his form all through lunch.
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�Draco? You in there mate?� Blaise waved his tanned hand in front of his friend�s face. �You look like you want to attack Potter and not in an angry way either.�
Blaise muttered for only Draco to hear. This seemed to snap the blonde out of his trance and he turned his gray eyes towards the tanned Slytherin.
�I don�t know what you�re talking about Blaise. There is no other way to attack Potter except out of angry.�
The blonde replied in an annoyed tone. He really wasn�t having a good day and it was mostly due to the raven haired Adonis that just left the Great Hall. Draco shook his head. He needed to get more sleep. He was beginning to think delusional thoughts were Potter and attractive were included in the same sentence. Draco paused glancing at the closed Great Hall doors. Ok, Potter wasn�t horrible to look at. In fact Draco would go as far as saying handsome even, but he�d never voice such revelations verbally. He hadn�t lost that much of his mind�yet.
Blaise merely smirked �What ever you say Draco. You were the only one staring in Potter�s direction.�
This caused the hairs on Draco�s neck to bristle slightly. �Who else was watching him?� He tired to sound as casual about it as possible, but suddenly felt annoyed that other people were noticing Potter as he had.
Blaise shrugged unaware of Draco�s annoyance. �A few students here and there were checking him out. I, myself glanced his way a time or two.�
Draco growled audibly and glared at Blaise. �You�re not thinking of trying to get with him are you?�
Blaise gave Draco a confused look and held up his hands in defense. �No, Draco mate. I�m dating someone already remember. I was just saying I couldn�t help but admire him. Calm down. What�s gotten in to you?�
Draco sighed and visibly relaxed but inside he was a jumble of nerves. What was happening to him? The handsome and confused Slytherin shook his head.
�I don�t know what�s happening to me, but I know its Potter�s fault. And when I get my hands on him��
He groaned loudly not able to finish the sentence as his mind brought up images of things be could do to Potter with his hands and none of them involved strangling the frustrating Gryffindor like Draco wanted to.
�Let�s go to lesson before I become anymore mental.�
Draco stood up and hurried out of the Great Hall with Blaise and a few other Slytherins behind him.
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