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Harry is staring out is window, desperately waiting for a owl to arrive. Not a specific own just a owl. Any owl really. It’s the third week into their summer holidays and not one owl had made it to Privet Drive. Not one of his friends had checked on him. Not a word from anyone. Harry doesn’t like it, last time he hadn’t gotten a letter by the third week he didn’t get a letter all summer. Granted that was the fault of a way to involved House-Elf but still. This was rubbing him the wrong way. Why wouldn’t his friends send letters? Where they also thinking he has gone nuts after the tournament? Since the Minster is still claiming Harry lied about Voldemort, most people thought he had just lost it after having to compete in the tournament. Dumbledore was no help ,he had let the minister label Harry a liar not even addressing the issue with him. But Harry isn’t sure why he had been surprised by that back then, Dumbledore hadn’t been any help the entire 4th year. Hadn’t even tried to get him out of the tournament. Mc Gonagall and SNAPE were the ones who had argued with the minister NOT Dumbledore. Dumbledore hadn’t given any advice or help the entire tournament. He just had watched Harry almost dyeing while being part of the tournament.

Harry sights and falls backwards on his bed. Honestly why does he even try so hard to be this good Gryffindor golden boy? Nobody really cared about him . His friends aren’t bothered to check on him. He had seen his friend get killed in front of him and then he was used to resurrect Voldemort and his friends couldn’t be bothered to ask how he is doing?!

Dumbledore obviously didn’t really care about him. The Wizarding World thinks he has gone nuts. So for whom is doing this for ? Why should he even care about the others ? Why should he care about the fate about the Wizarding world ,when they hate him. He is a kid . He shouldn’t have the world looking over his shoulder every step. He shouldn’t worry about the fate of the world. Maybe he should stop and start putting himself first for ones….

Maybe it is time for an age appropriate rebellion and some self finding.

Harry sight, staring up at the ceiling. He would probably always care about the fate of the world . Be some how involved in whatever Voldemort is planning, that was just is life.

But at the moment he is still a kid ,not even aloud to use magic at „home“ . Honestly he couldn’t even do anything even if he wanted to at the moment.

What he could do for the time being is for one’s in his life focus on himself.

So that is what he will be doing. He is gonna stop trying so hard ,he will do what HE wants for one’s not what he has to because of some course . And if his crazy life catches up with him at some point he will deal with it then.

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Harry wakes up early the next day. Having a long day planned. Since is aunt and uncle are terrified by the fact „Series killer“ Sirius Black is still running around free, they don’t really care what Harry is up to, as long as he stays out of their sight . So Harry can easily leave in the morning and spend his day in London.

First he needs some money, so Gringotts will be the first stop. Not wanting any attention on him, Harry enters Diagon Alley under his invisible Cloke, leaving it on until he steps inside the bank.

,, Hello Mister Potter what can I do for you ?”,the goblin greets Harry as he steps at the first free register.
,,Hello I would like to withdraw some money from my vault please. " Harry says.
,, Of course Mister Potter. Do you have your Key with you for identification ?"

Oh shit! Harry doesn't have his key,his key always stays at Hogwarts for save keeping.

,, Actually no, I forgot...”he sighs.
,,That is not a Problem Mister Potter. I just have to identify you through magic. Is that okay with you ?”
,,Yes of course.”

The goblin makes some hand gestures and Harrys body starts tingle.

,, You are defiantly yourself Mister Potter.” the goblin says but something about his look is of.
,,But? You look like there is a but...” Harry asks.
,,If you allow me to ask Mister Potter did anybody ever check this scar of yours ? “
,,Check it for what ?”
,,Leftover Magic. “

Harry looks at him confused.

,, The spell I did identifies the magical core of a person and searches for any kind of magic otherwise. And it pains me to say but around your scar his a good amount of dark magic residue. “

,, I have bits of dark magic in my head ?!” Harry exclaims.

,,Sadly yes Mister Potter. And if it's not taken care of, it could damage your magical core. “

Great not even a day after he decided to take a break from all that's going on, he finds out this.

,, But no need to panic Mister Potter. Gringotts has the best Course Breakers ,we can set you up a meeting, so someone can take a better look at this problem and than you go from their.”
,, That sounds... like a good idea.” Harry shrinks in on himself feeling like the 14 year old he really is.
,,How about this Friday the 17th at 10 o clock?”
,,Sure” his voice almost a whisper.
,,Good good. Now lets take a look at your file so I can update this information . Oh...”
,, What now ?”
,, I see here,there are few things we should also address before we keep going forward with the withdraw of your money Mister Potter.”

Harry lets out another sigh.
What is his life,he can't even go get money from Gringotts without something going wrong.

,,Why not...”
,,Please sit down” a barstool appears for Harry to sit on.
,, So first you said you forgot your key, does anybody else have access to it?"
,, I left it at Hogwarts for save keeping, so I don't know? Technically yes, why?”
,, We had multiple attempts of someone wanting to see your vaults with your key BUT without you. That's against our policy. Did you know about this ?”
Harry looks at the Goblin in shock. ,,No I had no idea. Why would anyone want to see my vault ?”
,,Your family Vaults contain a lot of old objects ,family heirlooms ,magical relics ,expensive Jewlery and so on.”

With every word Harrys eyes get bigger.

,, I would say, we issue you a new vault key, mark the old one as inactive and we notify you if someone trys again. Since we were already at the topic of heirlooms “ the goblin skips to the next topic without blinking.,, It says here in your file, that you yet need to formally claim your heirship.”

,,I have to claim my WHAT ?” Harry thinks he misheard.

,,Your heirship Mister Potter.”
,, What Heirship ?”

The goblin looks as confused at Harry, as he feels.

,, Mister Potter "he says slowly,, You are the heir of atleast two Lordships. Didn't you know that ?”

Harry stares at the Creature in front of him. He is sure he looks absolutely stupid. He feels stupid.

,, Nooo . Nobody told me.”
,, Nobody?” the goblin asks unsure.
,,Nobody” Harry answers, his tone a bit icy.
,, I see. Its very simple honestly , we just need a drop of your blood onto this enchanted paper and everything you have claim to will a appear on this paper ,then you singed it and I file it.” the goblin explains.
Harry nods giving the goblin his hand. He watches as a drop of his blood falls down on the paper and words start to appear.

Harry James Potter Heir of the Noble House of Potter by blood and by magic

Harry James Potter Heir of the Ancient House of Peverell by blood and by magic

Harry Potter Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black by magic

,,Congratulation Mister Potter you are Heir to 3 Lordships.”

Harry opens his mouth but he can’t speak, only fixed on the paper.

,, By Magic", he finally says,, is that because Sirius is my godfather ?”

,,Yes and no. See as it seams your godfather adopted you by magic, which means that his family magic was ritually infused in your core. You are a Black as well as a Potter and a Peverell magically. The ritually is totally harm free but not often used. Many pure-blood families frown up on it because of their weird obsession with the Bloodline. Only the Head of House can issue the ritual. When it's used its mostly used because the Head of House can’t have a blood heir. In your case I think Lord Black wanted to make sure the House of Black stayed at the Light side.”

Harry node absently.

,, Additionally a magical adoption also gives somebody even more claim to a child then a godparent status. If someone adopts someone by magic they magically become a additionally parent to said child. And in the case that both biological parents are passed away he automatically gets recognized as parent of the child in front of our law.”

Harry feels like he is about to pass out. Sirus has adopted him and legally is his parent ?! Why hadn't he ever told him that ?

,, I'm sure Lord Black had his reasons to not tell you yet. He is still a hunted criminal after all.” the goblin says like he read Harrys mind.,, If you wish we after the paperwork we could go down and you can have a look at your Family vaults. Pick up the Heir-Rings.”

,,Sorry you said vaults now multiple times ,how many are we speaking of ?” the boy suddenly realises.

,,7 vaults Mister Potter. Every Family of yours as a vault for objects and one for money and their is your one thrust found vault . Thats the one you have visited so far and withdrawn your money from.”
,, That was just MY Personal vault ? !” He still got shivers when I thought about the shire amount of gold he saw back then. That was only a fraction of what he owns?!

,, To be frank Mister Potter you could never work a day in your life and you would ,most likely, be able to live from your thrust found alone. If you wish I can make you a catalog of all your assets including everything from money to properties.”

It hadn't even crossed Harrys mind that he has properties but yes of course that would make sense.
,, I would appreciate it thank you. Every and any Infromation would be nice.”
The Goblin nodes.

After another 30 minutes or so Harry finally leaves Gringotts with a good amount of both wizard money and muggle money. He didn't go in the vaults. He didn't have either the mentally no the emotional capacity for it after everything he learned.

He left Diagon Alley under his Cloke again. Shortly thinking he should put his plans for the day on hold and do it tomorrow but he is already in London and he need something to distract him, so shopping it is. But first a desperately needed haircut. He finds a salon which has a spot open really quickly.

Another 30 Minutes later Harry steps out with a new haircut. His sides are cut short to 3mm ,on Top his hair is now cut in an actually form,still long and now a bit styled so that look wanted messy. He got a little tutorial from the hairdresser who had explained how he could, with help of a BIT of hair gel , style is hair easy and fast. It literally took 5 minutes.

The rest of the day Harry spends ,for the first time in his life, buying himself new cloths he REALLY wants. Its weird. But he likes it. He just buys what he likes not caring about anything else. Thats how some crop shirts find their way in Harrys possession. He had always wanted to try them since he first saw one of the girls from Gryffindor wear one. And yess he knows of the cliché that only gay guys wear stuff like that but If the shoe fits..

Ow come on have you seen Victor Krumm ??

Yess,maybe while having to stay in the tournament he also had his gay awakening... What a year its been...

At one point in his shopping spree he accidentally runs in a group of teenagers. He knocks one of their coffees down. So naturally he buys them a new one and he starts chatting with the group. Their age variant between 15 and 17. Harry and the group of 5 teenagers are having a great time and they invite him to hang out the next day.

Finally back in his room that evening, he sends Hedwig out owl-ordering some books ,Derek the goblin von Gringotts, had told Harry about. Books about Lordship and stuff because he now is heir to 3 Houses and should know that stuff. But before he falls into bed Harry puts away his new cloths. Jeans in multiple variation, some hoodies, tshirts always with some graphic design, a few plain black and white ones too, a pair of new sneakers, the crop shirts of course, two sweatpants one red one black, a few tank tops and even a bit of Jewlery. Some bracelets and some Neckleses / chains.

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The next two days flew by. Harry met up with his new friend group and was out all day . At “home “ he read in the books, which had arrived the day after he ordered them while he was out.

Now he is back at Gringotts waiting in a backroom for the curse breaker who would have a look at his scar. The door opens and Bill Weasley walks in, eyes glued at his clipboard.

“Hey my Name is Bill Weasley. I’m gone have a look at your...”

Harry is really trying not to start laughing at Bill, who still hadn’t looked up and realized who he is talking to.

,, scar ??” Bill suddenly wonders, finally looking up ,,HARRY!” the boy in question starts grinning and waves awkwardly
,, Hi”
,, Your Scar needs checking? What happened? Why now ?”
“ Nothing really happened it just ,apparently wasn’t ever done before and Derek noticed dark magic around it when he checked me. “ Harry explains.

Bill looks like his eyes are going to fall out.
,,What do you mean nobody checked before? You survived the Killing Course the first thing they should have done is check you over for residue magic!” Bill looks more irritated with every word.

Harry shrugs.

,,Okay then let’s have a look at that scar of yours. Please lay down, I will do some spells they could feel uncomfortable but shouldn’t hurt.”
Harry does as told.

Very long minutes go by of Bill casting spell after spell over Harry. Bill was right they were uncomfortable but didn’t hurt. Finally Bill stopped and tells Harry he can sit up again.

,,So what’s the damage?” Harry asks mildly joking. Bills troubled expression makes Harry feel uncomfortable.
,,Honestly Harry I’m not sure,you have quite a bit dark magic there. The fact that it’s been in your body for so long isn’t helping .If it was relatively fresh, I could remove it way easier but in your case it’s really tricky. The good news is that until now it didn’t do real damage to your magical core. “
,, So what now?”
,, I took an example of the magic in betted in your scar. Together with the diagnostics I will study it and get back to you when I have progress. Don’t worry Harry we will get this dark magic out of you. “ Harry smiles up at Bill ,he is thankful for the positivity.
,, Do you need anything from me in the meantime?”
,, Not really. Except of course if something happens with your scar. Like the headaches you used to get or something like that, you tell me.” He looks at Harry with such an intense that Harry knows that there is no way around it.
,,Okay if something happens, I will write to you “ he agrees.
,,Okay that would be it for today then.” Bill says while scribbling down something.

Then he places the clipboard down and sits across from Harry. ,, How are you holding up otherwise? “
Harry can’t look at Bill ,his eyes full with sympathy.
,, As well as you can aspect “ is the answer that comes out of his mouth ,, Would be better if my friends were writing me ...” he adds quietly.
The redhead makes an understanding noise.
,,Hey Bill could you not tell them about this “ the boy gestures between the two of them and then is scar. He isn’t sure why but somehow, he doesn’t want anybody to know about all of this quite yet.
,, Sure thing kid. I couldn’t anyway, client confidentiality. “ he reassures the boy.

Harry thinks about asking Bill why his friends aren’t writing him but decides against it. If Bill knew or had something to say about it he would have when Harry brought it up. So Harry made his move to leave.

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,,Wait wait wait .You wanna go were tonight?” Harry laughs. He is sitting with his new friends in some Park.
,, We wanna go clubbing tonight “ Layla smirks. ,,And you ,as the new baby of the group, are coming with.”
,, I'm not even 15 jet ,I'm not allowed in pubs and clubs. Neither are Mia and Ben by the way.” the raven head points out.

A mischief grin spreads over every face of his new friends.

,, Oh our baby gay has no faith in us”, Jonah mocks, hand over his chest like he has been wounded.
Since the groupe had found out that Harry is gay they started calling him their baby gay. Oddly enough he didn't really mind. Odd is that people he has known for just a few days had clocked him being gay almost imminently while his best friends don't know.
But maybe that was because everyone in the Groupe is queer.

Harry raises a questionable eyebrow at Jonah.
,, Oh baby gay”, the other boy sing songs while fishing something out his jeans pocket ,, ever heard of fake IDs?”

Harrys seeker reflexes caught whatever Jonah threw his way.

He looked down in his hand, he is indeed holding a fake Id that says he is 16, bearly 16( Birthday 3th of July),but 16 nontheirtless.

,,Couldn’t make you that much older ,it has to be believable and ...”Jonah scans Harry up and down and makes an apologetic face.

YESS Harry is well awer of the fact, that he is shorter than most boys his age, thank you. See what living in a cupboard for 11 years does to your body.

,,So are you in or what?” Josie asks while pocking him in his side.
,,Yeah sure a bit fun can't hurt. Despite can’t really say no when you went to all the trouble of making me a fake Id.” he smirks. Oh this group is fun.
,,YES “Josie screams.

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Harry is standing awkwardly on the side watching Mia,Ben and Josie having the time of their life's.

,,Here you go. "Layla hands him his coke.

Her and Jonah are in charge of getting the drinks, both having a fake Id making them over 18. Layla is actually 17 and the oldest of them. Jonah is relatively fresh 16 but could easily pass as 19 years old.
So natrully they have to go get the more fun drinks for the Groupe. Harry isn’t allowed any jet, not that he cared, Layla had made it very clear he had to wait until his 15th birthday, because that's her rule.
Harry thought one week doesn't change that much but, he didn't point it out since he hadn't told them his exact birthday.

,,You need to learn how to losen up Harry.” Layla mocks and immediately drags him on the dancefloor to the other three.

At first his movements are stiff and awkward, but the others make it their mission to teach him. So with time ,the boy with to much trauma for a 14 year old, starts to loosen up, realex and having some much needed fun.

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It's a routine by now , leaving the house around 9 o'clock under the protection of his Cloke, taking the bus to London, grabbing breakfast, meeting up with his friends.
Going home sometimes later, sometimes early in the evening. (Depending on what they are doing.) At home he spends his evening with either schoolwork or reading through the lordship books.

It variants what they are doing from day to day. Sometimes they just hang out outside or at somebody's place, other days they actually go out, doing stuff like minigolf or something. They had been out clubbing the other night again too.
Harry really likes his new friends. They are fun and easy to be around. They all have their own little quirks. They accept that there are parts of his life he doesn't talk about. They don't expect anything from him. It's just so easy with them. He finally can be real, say what he thinks, doesn’t have to watch his words. Every day he learns more about himself, society, anything and everything.

Today they are hanging out at Josies place, the girl in question is, at the moment rambling on about what they should do Tomorow.
Friday the 31th of July.

,,Nooo I hate that”, Ben whines at one of Josies suggestions. That starts a debate between the two of them.

,,Everything beats being alone on my Birthday. ”,Harry mumbles.

,,Hold on WHAT ?!”,Mia screams so loud that she over tunes Josies and Bens argument.

Suddenly everyone is quiet.

,,Its your Birthday tomorrow ?!”
,,What? Why didn't you tell us ?”
,,Loki how cloud you not tell us?!” ( a new nickname Harry got after they discovered his interest and influence on snakes when they visited the Zoo. Jokes were made and somehow, he got compared to the god of mischief.)

,,Don’t know just forgot.” Harry says sheepish.

Josie shakes her head.,,Okay that settles it we are celebrating tomorrow night.”

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,,Here we are” Ben announces. ,,London's best queer club.”
,,Lets go inside” Mia drags Harry along on her way inside.

Inside Harry doesn't know where to look first. The two pubs they where the last time were nothing against this. Everything is vibrating with energy and colours.

,,Awesome right ?!” Jonah whisper-shouts in his ear.

Layla is already making her way to the bar, so Harry and the others gather around one of the standing tablets. Layla joins them with 6 colourful drinks and six shots.
,,That’s an easy newbie drink. Not to much liquor, mixed with something sweet so you don't have that bitter aftertaste.” she explains for the birthday boy as she hands him his drink.
Eveyrbody grabs a shot.
,,To the Birthday Boy and his first drink.” Jonah proclaims.
Everybody drowns their shot.

Harry choughs not a second after. ,,Thats bitter blä”

The others just laugh at him.
,,Wash it down with your drink.”
He does and Layla was right, it does taste sweet and nothing like liquor.
,,Better ?”
,,Better.”

They have a great time, dancing and drinking. Harry joins Ben back on the table an hour and a half later to take a break from dancing.
He takes a sip from his second drink when a movement in the corner of his eye catches his attention.

He whips his head around.

There!!

On the side of the dancefloor, platin blond hair he would recognise everywhere.

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Draco Lucius Malfoy heir to the Malfoy estate, wasn’t the clubbing kind, especially not in Muggle London.
Draco Lucius Malfoy heir to the Malfoy estate, would never sneak out to go to a muggle club.
Draco Lucius Malfoy heir to the Malfoy estate, would never own a fake muggle ID that made him 3 years older. Even if he could pull it of.
Draco Lucius Malfoy heir to the Malfoy estate, would never disrespect his father like this.

Draco Malfoy a 15 year old teenager, on the other hand does do all these things.

He sure as hell hadn’t planned this happening when summer started. When he came back to the manor at the beginning of summer the tension was unbearable. With the return of the Dark Lord, his father was even more up tide and insufferable. Shady people coming and going. Draco mostly stuck to his room or the library but after the first week being coopt up like this, he was getting restless. He needed an outlet.
But how?
If he went out in the wizarding world, he had a high risk of somebody seeing him and telling is father.
So, against all he was taught he went into MUGGLE LONDON.

And weirdly he had a great time. So he went again and again and again. Danced, laughed, FLIRTED and drunk. Being a somewhat normal teenager.

Today Draco wants to visit his new favourite place. THE QUEER.
He is currently standing at the bar waiting for his drink. A laugh rings to his ears, a laugh he recognises.

A laugh that was never directed at him, a laugh he couldn’t possible have heard here.
He would never be at this place.

,,Give me a shot please.” he says to the bartender.

He is to sobber for this.
Draco drowns his shot, takes his drink and heads to the dancefloor.

Draco whips his head around as he hears that laugh again. He couldn’t be imagining it could he?
Gray eyes scan the dancefloor.

THERE!

Jet Black Hair looking like its untameable.

Harry freaking Potter is at the same club. At a queer club! And he is looking good Dracos hormonally brain helpfully noticed.
He is wearing a fucking Crop Top and black, ripped skinny Jeans. Around his neck he is even wearing a silver chain.

Did he go to fashion school or something ?? What happened to all his way to baggy, and ugly, cloths?

Darco tears his eyes away from the boy who seemingly is queer.

Nop,no not going there. Draco takes a sip of his drink and continues is walk to the far end of the dancefloor. He had recognised a good while ago, that all the banter, fighting and baiting with Potter were a result of unprogressed feelings and attraction. He had found his peace with it.
But he wouldn't get his hopes up just because Potter is in a queer club. He still hates Draco.

So Draco sticks to the fare opposite side of the room, away from Potter.

This goes well for about 20 Minutes. Then someone stumbles into him from behind, while he is dancing. They hit Draco with such force that he falls flat on his back, the other person falling on top of him.

Draco blinks up into emerald green eyes.

Green eyes he knows very well.
Green eyes that normally look at him with something between annoyed and complete rage.
Normally.

Not this time.

,,Hi”

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,,Who are you staring at ?” ,,Hello Earth to Loki.” ,,HARRY!”, Harry gets pocked in his side.

,,Ah ,Ey. What?” Harry whips is head back around to glare at Ben.

,,Who were you staring at?” Ben repeats his question.
,,Umm...I saw someone from my boarding school.”
,,Uuu juicy.” Josie appears next to him. ,,Are they hot? Boy or girl ?”
,,Boy”, Harry purposely skipping over the first question. ,,What is he doing here? This is no place I ever thought he would be.” Harry wounders out loud.
,,Why?”, Josie asks curiously.
,,I don’t think his father would approve...” Harry says before he can stop himself.

Josie and Ben get a sympathy look. ,,So you guys know each other good or just like passing in the hallways?”
Harry grimaces.
,,Oh I sense a backstory.” Josie chirps. ,,Come on tell us” she is bouncing on the spot.

he Birthday Boy sighs heave.

,,Fine...Malfoy and I always get into fights at school, he baits me I bait him all that stuff.”
Ben and Josie exchange a weird look.
,,Since when”
,,Since we were 11... I rejected his friendship and since then...”
Another weird look.
,,You didn’t look like you hate him when you were staring at him 5 minutes ago.” Ben comments.

Another heave sigh.

,, I don’t...lately I had a deep dive in some topics that made me see a few things differently and help me understand some parts of his behaviour now.”
The others nod in understanding.

Harrys eyes wander for a moment searching again for the blond hair.

,,Sooo, what I’m hearing is you guys have some kind of tension.” Josie asks smugly.
The raven heads eyes snap back to her alarmed. ,,Josie NO. Thats not it.”
,,I don’t know man. Sounds legit to me.”
,,NO”
,,I say we test that.” ,,Do you always have to meddle Josie?” Harry whines.
,,Yess!”

Harry lets his head fall onto the table, admitting defeat.
,,How would we even test that ?”he grumbles.

,,OH I know.” Ben exclaims and then drags Harry back on the dancefloor. Harry just lets him.
Ben navigates them through the people to the other end of the dancefloor.

Suddenly he stops an evil grin on his face.

,,Let the fun begin.”with that he pushes Harry, hard.

The boy in question loses his balance and starts to stumble and fall.

Next thing Harry knows he is starring down in oh so familiar grey eyes.

Grey eyes he knows very well.
Grey eyes that normally look at him with something between annoyed and complete rage.
Normally.

Not this time.

,,Hi” Harry says like an Idiot.

Malfoy is staring up at him like he has seen a ghost. Harry can’t really look away but also doesn’t want to look at all.

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Malfoy is staring up at him like he has seen a ghost. Harry can’t really look away but also doesn’t want to look at all.

,,Potter.” Malfoys voice is almost a whisper.

Harry doesn't move.

Malfoy clears his throat. ,,Potter could you get of me?” this time his voice is firmer but not nearly as sharp as normally.

Harry blinks a few times,finally realizing that he has Malfoy pint down between his body and the floor.
,,Yeah sure.” his voice cracks a bit as he stands up.

Malfoy stairs up at him when he offers him a hand to help him up, out of reflex. He looks calculating at the offered hand and finally takes it.
,,Sorry for knocking you down.” Harry mumbles as Malfoy stands back up.
,,Did you just apologies to me Potter?", Malfoy asks surprised.
Harry shrugs.
,,Are you sick or why the sudden manners ?”
,,Maybe” Harry smirks.

Malfoy still looks at him like he is a puzzle to be solved.
,,What are you even doing here?”
,,Dancing. What are YOU doing in a Muggle club?” Harrys voice light and a bit curious.
Malfoy leans in his face ,,You can dance Potter? I can hardly believe that. You had two left feet at the Yule ball.” he mocks him.

Harry doesn't know why. If it is the liquor going to is head or his friends talk.
Probably both.

He leans into Malfoys space, one hand going to the boys waist but stopping just in the air near it.
,,You want me to prove to you that I can dance now ? Want to know what I can do? “

For a second the Malfoy mask slips and the blond looks like his brain just short circled, then he smirks.

Suddenly Malfoy grabs Harrys hip and starts moving to the music.
It’s Harrys turn to short circle. Malfoys touch sending shivers down his spine.
,,What ,scared Potter?” the blond mocks.
Harry brings his hands down on Malfoys waist and starts dancing too.
,,You wish Malfoy.”

The two of them fall into rhythm with the music and themself. Dancing slow, dancing fast but always incredibly close.
Always, at least at one point touching.

,,I must admit Potter you don't suck at dancing as much anymore.” Malfoy whispers in his ear from behind him.
,,I learnt many things these past few weeks.”
,,I bet. You even learned how to probably dress yourself.”
As to strengthen his point the blonds hand moves from Harrys hip to his bare stomach, sending a wave of shivers through the shorter boys body.
,,So you like my new cloths Malfoy?” he smirks, then turns around with a swift motion, to face the other boy again.

Harry caught the other staring at him and biting his bottom lip. Malfoy hums approvingly, griping Harrys hips again to bring him closer.
,,Honestly Potter you in that top is just sinful.” the taller boy whispers in his ear, his breath tickling Harry.
Harry fakes an innocent look.
,, I don't know what you mean Malfoy” his voice bittersweet while deliberately stretching his arms over his head, which cause his top to reveal even more of his chest.

,,You little shit.” the blond growls ,hand going to Harrys collar and yanking him up.

Their mouths just millimetres apparat from each other.

Malfoys eyes flicker between Harrys eyes and lips. Then he smashes their lips toghter.
Harry responds immediately, his hands going to cup Dracos face. One of Dracos hands slips in Harrys hair the other is laying on is naked waist.

Harry can’t tell how long they where kissing. He doesn’t want it to end. Sadly, air is still required for living.
Draco leans back a bit so both can catch their breath. Harry studies his face, he looks so relaxed and unguarded.
Harry likes that look on Draco.

,,What ? Why are you looking at me like that ?” the taller boy asks irritated.
,,I just like how you look after I kissed you.” Harry says cheeky. That earns him another kissing session.

For a while they just keep kissing and dancing with each other. Until Harry remembers he still has a drink to finish and could use something to drink right now. So he drags Draco back to the table.

$$$$

Draco lets himself be dragged.
He is relatively sure neither Granger or Weasly would be with Harry at this place. So he had nothing to worry about.
He could just enjoy this.

$$$$

,,We thought we lost you there for a minute baby gay.” Layla greets them as they arrive at the table.

Harry rubs the back of his neck and smiles apologetically ,,Sorryyy. ”
,,Nä it’s okay . Who do you have with you there?” Layla fixes Draco with a cruise look.
,,Hello my Name is Draco. Excuse him he has no manners.” Draco answers when Harry doesn't.

The other two at the table start to laugh.
,, We noticed. I’m Layla and that's Jonah. If you look over there, those 3 also belong to use. That's Ben, Josie and Mia.” Layla points out and weaving the others over.
,,Hey Loki is back.” Ben says arriving at the table with the girls.
Draco raises a questionable eyebrow at Harry. ,,Loki?”
,,Long story “ the raven hair sighs and sips from his drink.

,, Sooo we were right “ Josie sing songs into Harrys ear.
,,Shut it” is the grumbled response.

The group slips into easy conversation for a few minutes.

$$$$

Draco watches Harry very closely.
He is different then back at school. His whole deminer seems different. The way he is with these friends is different then how he acts with Granger and Weasly.
He seems more relaxed more at ease. He says things to his friends, Granger would have him wash his mouth for it.

These people just laugh and dish out as good as they get.

Draco thinks he likes this version of Harry.

He always knew Harry could be sassy and snarky but mostly Harry only was that way when he was angry and worked up.
That’s when it had always slipped. But it's not the same. This here is more naturally, more good natured.

$$$$

After finishing his drink Harry drags Draco off again.
He stops behind a pillar, leaning against it, he grabs Dracos shirt collar and drags his mouth down to his.
Draco falls forward and caches himself by placing his hands on the pillar, trapping Harry against it.

,,Draco” Harry breaths out when the blond starts kissing down his jawline. Draco kisses a path to Harrys ear.
Harry wants him to never stop.

,,Happy Birthday Harry.” Draco whispers in his ear and then resumes to kissing Harrys neck.

Harrys eyes fly open out of surprise. He grabs Dracos jar and kisses him hard. His hand in Dracos soft hair he changes the ankle and deepens the kiss.

,,Äm... I don't want to interrupt but Harry we need to leave. We have to catch the bus before it's to late.”

Harry reluctantly let's go of Draco and looks at Mia, who is standing awkwardly a step behind Draco.
,, Oh yeah, I'm coming give me a minute.” he sighs.

Suddenly the mood shifts, both boys unsure what will happen next.
,,Draco...” Harry starts tenderly.
Draco cuts him off.,, Next week ,”
,,What?”
,, Next week, 8 pm, you will be here.” Draco softly commands with all the bossiness he can muster.
,,You will be here, alone, appropriately dressed.”
Harry node.
,, You will be here next Friday at 8 pm or so help me Merlin Potter.” Draco growls in Harrys ear before kissing him deep but quickly.
,,Next Friday 8pm.Got it.” Harry smiles up at him and steals another short kiss.
,,Bye Draco.” he whispers against Dracos lips.
,,Bye Harry” the blond whispers back, then he lets him go.

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$$$$$$$$

Draco is laying in his bed starring at the celling.
Did he really spend the night kissing and dancing with Potter??
Did he really, practically, order Potter to ...to a date ? Is it a date?

Draco doesn't know.

What he does know,is that he didn't want Harry to leave, that in that moment he had felt anxious and he did the first thing that came to his mind.
And that was that he wanted to do this again.

Merlin if Potter doesn't show next week he would hex him in the next millennia.

No Harry will show.
The way he looked at Draco was honest as he had told Draco that he would be there.

The blond groans.

Merlin where had he gotten himself into.

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Harry is standing in the Potter vault, looking at what are apparently his family heirlooms. He had decided that today would be a good day as any to visit at least the Potter vault. Maybe take an heirloom back home with him. As some kind of Birthday present to himself.

,, Since you aren't 17 jet you can’t really take most of the items out of the vault without a guarding present.”

Harry looks up from the item he is inspecting to look at Derek.

,,However, there are a few items you CAN remove on your own.” the goblin continues.,, The Heirship ring of example , it is yours to wear. “
Derek hands Harry a silver ring. The ring is thick but elegant, the Potter family chest is engraved on the top.

,,There are a few old cloths in that trunk over there you could take with you. And of course there is the family Ancestor book you really should take with you, if I can say so Mister Potter.”

Harry slips the ring onto his left hands ring finger, a sense of home washes over him.
He stands there for a moment letting the feeling sink in, then he walks over to the mentioned trunk and opens it. J.F.P was in graved in the trunk.

He spends at least 15 minutes going through all the cloths.
At the end Harry saddles for 3 Hoodies from his dad, a crimson red one, a black one that says in white letters Hot Stuff (clearly hand written) and an old ACDC hoodie. Also, he found a sweatshirt jacket that must have been his moms. The jacked has the style of a collage jacket and is dark green with black sleeves, on the back it has a black dragon.
Surprisingly it actually fits him, fits him in the sense that, at the moment it has an oversized look to it, but in a good way. So Harry takes the jacket too.
He will growth more into it anyway. On his way out of the vault he takes the Ancestor book with him. He probably should read it
. He has the time for it today anyways since the group isn’t meeting up today. Which he is honestly a bit happy about because it spares him from a whole day of them teasing him about Draco.

Draco...What had he gotten himself into last night ?

Of course, Harry had recognized ,back doing 4th year, that Draco is annoyingly attractive but that was it.

Until last night he hadn’t really thought about the possibility that the tension between them could turn into ...whatever it was.
But it had felt so right. Everything felt so natural.
The teasing, the dancing and oh the KISSING. Harry never though kissing could be that amazing.
When Draco practically ordered him on a date (Date???) ,he happily jumped on the opportunity.

He doesn’t know what is going on between them, but he really wants this to not be a one-time thing.
He really wants to get to know the real Draco. Not the Draco Malfoy he had to be because of stupid expectations.

Was taught and brought up on some questionable beliefs.
And if you don’t share those beliefs, you better play pretend.
So Harry understood the moment he saw Draco at the club, that he is definitely not the person he pretends to be.

He wants to know the real Draco.

The Draco who snug out to go to a Muggel club, that Draco.
The Draco who could stand with Harrys Muggel friends and be okay with it.
That is the side of Draco nobody knew and Harry desperately wants to know, to understand.

He also wants Draco to know Harrys true self not the golden boy shit.

Draco had gotten a glimpse last night and he hadn’t belittled him for it.
He actually seemed to like it.
Harry is already looking forward to next Friday.

But first he must survive almost an entire week of teasing and nagging.

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And Days of teasing and nagging he got.

The others wanted to know everything and anything.
They were relentless in making fun of him for not realizing the real reason behind the tension between him and Draco.
But they also gave him advice and made sure he doesn’t start over thinking everything.
He had already promised to write them regularly when he went back to school, now he had to promise to update them on anything that happens between him and Draco

Harry chuckles at the absurdity of his situation.
Mindlessly he plays with his Heir ring, which is hanging around his neck.
He had decided to put the ring on one of his chain-necklaces and wear it like that. That way he could hide the ring under his shirt and still wear it.
He doesn't really want anybody to know yet, that he is an heir. Not before he has talked to Sirius.

He is on his way back to Privet Drive 4.

Normally he would hide under his Cloke when he enters the street, so nobody could see him coming back.
He doesn’t know why but because of some strange feeling he always makes sure to hide under his Cloke when leaving or returning to Privet Drive 4.

But something is off today, Harry feels it the moment the house gets in his view. Something is very wrong.
With each step closer the feeling of wrongness and danger gets intensifies. Harry is now standing at the driveway, Cloke still in his schoolbag.

In the doorway stands Aunt Petunia, talking to two people. Harry steps closer until he can listen into the conversation.

,,I’m so sorry Madam, the hospital is doing what they can for your son, but it doesn’t look good. He was unresponsive. At the moment we aren’t sure what happened, he didn’t seem to have any External wounds.”

Harry choughs on his breath.

Aunt Petunias glassy and teary eyes snap to him, startled by the Sound.

,,YOU!” she shrieks.

Now the two men take note of him too.

,,Its all YOUR fault.! YOU DID THAT!"

Harrys entire body tenses up at the sheer force of her voice.
,,I didn't do anything. I wasn't even here“ he try's weakly.

,,You are cursed! You bring tragedis every were you go! I should have never taking you in after my sister died!” She is screaming, in his face now.

The two men are just watching, clearly not sure what to do.

,,YOU killed your Parents and now YOU almost killed my baby.!”

,,ITs ALL YOUR FAULT.”

,,I didn’t do ANYTHINK” Harry shouts back, tears gathering in his eyes.
Aunt Petunia really just it him where it truly hurts.

,, Mrs you should go to the hospital and see your son. “,one of the men trys.
,,At this point there is no sign of outside force.”,says the other.

,,Oh don’t let the boy foul you ,he is defiantly at fault.!” Uncle Vernom had come out of house at some point.

Harry hadn't noticed.
He risks a glance at his Uncle and is overwhelmed by the fury behind these eyes.
A furry that would get him the beating of his life as soon as they were alone.

,,May that as it be, your son still needs you at the hospital right now Sir.” one of the men trys again, clearly feeling pity for Harry.

Vernom sighs ,,Get in the car Petunia.” he says and opens the passenger door of their car.

,,YOU upstairs and pray Dudley makes it!” He orders ,shoves Harry in the House and locks the door behind him.

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Harry stands there trying to wrap his head about what just happen.

Then self-preservation kicks in and he runs up the stairs to his room.
He must leave!
He will not surview if he is still in this house when they come back.

Harry starts throwing his things in his trunk. Thank Merlin for magical extension charms.
He just throws the stuff in ,not having time, he had to go.

But go where?

To one of his new friends? No to risky.
If what happened to Dudley really was of magical course, that just meant that someone or something is out to get Harry. He couldn’t put them at risk.

The Weasleys ? He didn't even know how to get to the Barrow.
Plus, he hadn't heard from Ron the entire summer.

So, were to go ? Hotels wouldn’t give a 15-year-old without a grown up a room.

His eyes land at the catalog with all his possessions, Derek had made and given to him last Saturday.
He had just skipped roughly trough it on Saturday, but he remembers something about properties.
Maybe he does a have a place to go....

Harry grabs the binder and flicks through it until he lands on the PROBERTYS section.
The are quite a few.
Weirdly some didn’t have an address.

Like: CITY ESTATE OF THE FAMALIY BLACK

and where there is supposed to be an address its just shimmering silver.
They are quite a few of these. Harry spots a posted note with notes from Derek

A few of your Properties have special charms which prevent others from finding them. Some you need the Secret keeper to tell you the address, some addresses will simple become visible to you when you come of age and claim your Lordship. Technically you can only access a properties ward with a guardian as long as you are underage. But if you should find yourself at a Potter or a Peverell Family Property the wards should let you in since that's your birthright by blood and by magic. You simple can’t manipulate the wards.

Good to know, so Harry just needs to find a Family Property with an address near London.
After a few Minutes of searching, he found the

POTTER LONDON COUNTRY COTTAGE.

He could take the muggle night bus and if needed walk the rest of the way.
Plan set up in his head, Harry packs the rest of his stuff until the only things left in his room, other than the furniture, are Dudley's old ugly cloths, Hedwigs cage, his schoolbag and his trunk.
. He had let Hedwig out the window as soon as he had started packing.Harry takes his Wand out of his jeans back pocket and shrinks the cage and his trunk, then dumps them into his schoolbag.

Bag hanging from his shoulder he makes his way downstairs. Should he take some food with him ?
NO, they would be even more in rage if he did that. He could always buy something on his way.

As he makes his move to unlock the front door ,the landline catches his attention.
He should call Layla, tell her that he wouldn’t be coming tomorrow. They shouldn’t worry about him.
Hopefully she is still awake.

Beep beep,

,,Hello?” Laylas voice answers the phone.
,,Hey Layla sorry that I’m calling you this late.”
,, Harry? What’s up ? And don’t worry about it, it’s only past 10pm “ Laya laughs.
But when Harry doesn’t react, a nervous,,Harry?” comes from the line.
,,Okay look I’m calling because I’m not gone be able to make it tomorrow. “
,,Or probably not at all the rest of summer .” he adds quietly.
,,What? Why? What’s going on?” Layla is clearly worried.
,,I got into a situation with my relatives. Some messy stuff. And now I have to leave London, probably until school starts back up again....”

The group knew that his home life isn’t the best. He hadn’t told them the details, but they had a vague idea of it.

,,Shit Harry I’m sorry. You do know you could always stay with one of use, right?”
,,I know but it’s best you guys don’t get caught up in my mess.”
Layla sighs understanding.

,,Shit Harry what about your Date with blondie on Friday!” she suddenly screams in Harrys ear.
,,Fuck! Draco will kill me if I don’t show.” Harry realizes.
,,But I can’t go..” he sights defeated. ,, It's to risky.”
,,Can’t you just call him or something?”
,,Nooo. I don’t have any way to contact him.” Sure technically he could send a letter with Hedwig but that would be like putting Draco at Wand point.
,,Shit he is going to kill me..” he feels lost.

,,You know what NO.” Layla says determined. ,,I will go Friday and tell him you couldn’t make it but you will talk to him when you see him at school.”
,, You would do that?” the boy asks surprised. Not really used to people caring about him in such a way.
,,For you Loki, sure.” her voice is soft and full of sympathy.
,, Thank you.” He breaths.

There is a noise outside and Harry tenses up. He hadn’t heard the car so what ?

,,Layla I have to go now.”
,,Okay but Harry be careful and get in contact as soon as you can.
,,Will do.”

The moment he sets the phone down the door opens.

Harry raises his Wand, which he still got in his hand, not knowing what to expect.

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Harry definitely hasn’t expected Remus Lupin opening the door and stepping inside.

,,Remus ??” Harry asks completely irritated.

,,Harry” the man breathes out.
,, What are you doing here?”
,,We came to get you out of here.” A young woman with purple hair appears behind Remus.
,, Harry this is Tonks.” Remus gestures at the woman.

He is about to tell Harry to pack is stuff when Remus notices how tens Harrys body is, how his left hand is clutching his bag to his body and his Wand lowered but still at the ready.
His whole body screams he is ready to bolt. Probably has been on his way to run away when they arrived a minute ago.

,,You ready to go kid ?” Remus asks softly.
Harry nods,, Yeah”
,, We are gonna apparat from behind the House.”

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As Harry enters Grimmauld Place 12 , his spine tingles, he can feel the wards reach out to his magical core.
For a moment his entire body is tingling, then it’s replaced with a warm friendly feeling.

,,First time getting through the wards can feel a bit weird and icky.” Tonks supplies.

But Harry doesn’t feel icky.
With the warm and welcoming feeling came the realization where he really is.

THE CITY ESTATE OF THE FAMALIY BLACK.

,,Sirius..?” Harry whips his head around to look at Remus, a look full of hope.
,,Yes pup, he is here.” Remus smiles.

As if summoned the men in question appears in the hallway.

,,Harry!” the next thing Harry knows, he is in a bone crushing hug.
,,Look at you , you got a Haircut and new cloths. I like it.” Sirius says as he looks Harry up and down.

Harry beams at this.

,,But are you okay ?” his godfather fixing him with a concerned gaze.
,, I don’t even know what really happened. She just started yelling at me. Something happened to Dudley.” the raven head blurts out.
,,What happened, Sirius ?”
Remus lays a hand on Harry’s shoulder to ground him.
,, We explain everything to you in the morning, promise. But for now why don’t you go with Sirius,get your stuff settled and then in the morning, there are a few people who would love to see you. “

Harry would really like to argue but he is just to tired, it’s almost midnight..
So, he follows Sirius to a room on the second floor. .
,, It’s one of the nicer guestrooms, it even has its own bathroom. The others all have to share.” .

Harry quirks an eyebrow at the others. ,,You will see in the morning.”.
,,It’s probably who I think it is.” Harry sights. That explains the no contact on one hand ,one the other it really doesn’t..
Sirius makes an agreeing sound.

,,I told them it wasn’t fair to leave you in the dark like this. To have the others here but not you. “, ,But nobody listened?” Harry guesses. .
The man nods. .

,,Sirius why is everyone here ?” Harry asks while he is digging is trunk out of his bag to resize it. .
,,Dumbledore is using this Black Family Estate as the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. That’s his circle of people to fight against Voldemort.” He explains. .
,, And that’s all you get tonight. You should go to bed.” Sirius turns to leave but stops at the door. ,,If you need me I’m just across the hallway pup.” .
Then the door falls shut behind him.

Summer had just started to be good and now this.

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Harry walks into the kitchen the next morning still in the cloths of the day before. .
He really couldn’t have been bothered with changing in his pyjamas the night before..
The three adults in the kitchen don’t comment on it. Instead Remus silently hands Harry a hot chocolate..

Harry is about to take his first sip when he gets tackled from behind..
It’s a small miracle that he doesn’t get hot chocolate on his shirt..

,,Harryyy.” Hermione shrieks in his ear.

,,Hi Mione.” He say, his voice a bit more annoyed as he had planned.

Hermione doesn’t pick up on it but she releases him , only for Ron to heavily clap him on the back..
,,Hey mate great to see you.” .

Harry finally turns around and gets two happy faces. His own is one of small annoyance.

,,Your mad...” Hermione realizes. .
,,Oh you don’t say? Why could I possibly be mad ? Maybe because my so called best friends didn’t even send one letter since summer started.” Harry’s tone is going sharper with every word. He doesn’t care.

,, We weren’t allowed to tell you about THIS. ” Mione gestures around..
,,Oh so because you weren’t allowed to talk about THIS you couldn’t write at all . So, it wasn’t possible to check up on me, after what I have seen before summer ?!” .

Hermione flinches at his tone.

Harry still doesn’t care, he his angry, hurt, tired and just over all is losing his grip..
,, For all you knew I could have been suicidal.”

The whole room looks at him in horror..

,, I wasn’t” he adds quietly with a glance to Sirius and Remus..
,,But I could have been. And you just left me alone!” he rounds back at Hermione and Ron..
,, Oh come of it Harry .” Ron shouts back. ,, The order had you watch 24/7 , we knew exactly what you were doing. Nothing. You were just lazing around in your room.”

,,THE ORDER DID WHAT?!”

,,They had you watched the entire summer.” Hermione repeats shyly..
,,So, wait,wait,wait.” Harry is waving his hands in a waiting motion..
,, The Order had me under surveillance the entire time since summer stared.” .

Nods all around the room.

,,And nobody thought it was odd that I nearly never left the House?!”

Silence.

Harry could see in Sirius and Remus faces that they hadn’t been happy with the situation either.

,,You do realize that makes it even worst that you didn’t check up on me?”.
He is fixing Ron with a glare ..
,, You know how my relatives can get . You have seen it. For all you knew it could have been second summer all over again.”.

Now both teenagers are shamefully looking at the ground. Good.

A beat of silence .

,,And so you know, you guys did a terrible job on keeping an eye on me.” the raven head comments.

Sirius eyebrow quirks in amusement ,,So did they?” .
,, Yes. I haven’t spend a full day at the house since the 3th week.” .
,,How did we not know that ??” Tonks asks shocked..

Sirius and Remus exchanging one look and then they look at Harry expectantly. The boy in question just grins.

,,So while the Order was sitting around babysitting an empty House, you were out doing Merlin knows what?” Sirius concludes with pride in his voice.

,,Why the fuck did you than just blow up on use like that, when your summer was so great.!”, Ron suddenly shouts.

,,Because you didn’t KNOW that. It’s the principal Ron!“

Harry wonders how thick somebody can be, to not get the problem with their actions.

,,He is right Ron. We should have still check up on him.” Hermione says with regret..
,, I’m sorry Harry.”.

Harry takes a deep breath. ,,Thanks Mione.”.
A smile creeps up on her face ,,By the way interesting new look.” .
Harry smiles back at her. .

,,Interesting is one word for it.” Ron mumbles but before anyone can ask him what he means by that a loud popping sounds can be heard and the twins appear in the kitchen.

,,Harrykins! “ both yell.

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A DEMENTOR.

Dudley had been a victim of a freaking Dementor.
A Dementor that surly had been send after Harry. So Aunt Petunia had been right in some way it was his fault.

NO Harry thinks to himself.

It’s not his fault the order hadn’t done their job ,it isn’t his fault that nobody had been one look out..
It isn’t his fault ,the Dementor had been send in the first place.
He has to stop blaming every think on himself when he isn’t at fault at all.

Harry is absently playing with his ring threw his shirt.
It’s becoming a habit.

He listens threw the explanation why it happened and what is happening now.
The ministry isn’t even addressing it. They just don’t care.

Harry listens to their explanations what the Order is planning.

,,You mean like a weapon ?” he asks Sirius.
But instead of getting an answer Molly interferes and belittles him to just a boy.

And yes technically he is just a boy, and he had just made up his mind to be just a teenage boy but some how the way Molly said it is rubs him the wrong way.

,,Just a boy?” Harry repeats Molly’s words.
,, Oh I’m just a boy who already fought Voldemort, what ? Like 3 times now ? The first time I was 11! I’m a boy who competed in a deadly tournament and came out on top. I have seen to much to be called JUST A BOY. “ his ton is even but hard.
,, Trust me I would love for a year, where I can be a normal teenager but that wouldn’t be happening with my track record. So don’t belittle me..
Honestly I’m happy to stay out of the actual fight as long as it’s possible. At least try to have some kind of normal teenager experiences but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be involved. I want to and I need to be..
Because at the end of the day we all know I have to get involved. I always been involved. So tell me what is going on, don’t keep me in the dark..
I’m not asking to fight at the Frontline at the moment. I’m just telling you I need to at least be passively involved. And maybe it would be a good Idea that you guys started preparing me for when I actually have to fight. .
Because to think that I can beat Voldemort with out special training in DADA is just stupid. “

Everyone is looking at Harry like he had grown a second head.

Remus and Sirius are looking proud as hell.

,, I would say that concludes this argument. I think Harry has valid points and Harry if you want I’m happy to train you.” Remus breaks the silence .

That unfreezes Molly and she is about to protest but Harry is done with her thinking she could treat him like one of her children.

He isn’t.

,,I’m sorry Mrs Weasley but frankly it’s not your decision what I’m allowed to do and what not. You’re not my guardian . Sirius is. So its his decision . “ Harry states.

Molly looks like she has been slapped.

Than something like Realisation washes over his face.
Then his face is back to a smirk..

,,He is right.” Moody simply says and everyone’s eyes go to Sirius.

,,I fully support Harry’s decision to be a passive member.”

After that they tell him about the prophecy.
,,Okay so I should stay away from the Ministry, got it.”

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After the breakfast meeting is over the kids are send cleaning the house because apparently Molly thought she could just do what she wants in Sirius’s house.

Why? Harry had no Idea.

,,What the hell was that back there ?” Ron rounds up on Harry as soon as they are out of view from the adults.
,,What do you mean?” Harry really needs him to clarify.
,,Why were you so mean to mom?” .
,,I wasn’t mean Ron, I simple reminded her that she has no say about me because I AM NOT her child. “ .

Ron gaps at him.

,,She is a grown woman Ron, she should know what boundaries are.”

,,We loved what you did back there Harry.” George says with a big smile.
,, The decision to be a passive member instead of going blindly and head first into Situations ,very mature of you.” Fred tells him.
,,Thanks.”

,,I have to agree with Fred but did you have to be so cruelly to Molly?” Hermione joins in.
The raven head groans out loud..
,,I will not apologize for setting boundaries . “

Josie would kill him if he would. She had drilled it in his head in the last few weeks, that boundaries are important ,to respect, to be enforced, and nothing to apologize for.

,,What is going on with you ?” Ron asks bewildered .
,, What ?” Harry really wishes Ron would start to clarify things he says.
,,You are acting weird. You’re being mad at use for nothing.” .
,,NOTHING?!” Harry gaps but Ron is on a row.
,, You’re being an asshole to mom and calling it setting boundaries . And what are you even wearing?! Since when do you have these kinds of clothes ?”

,,What’s wrong with my clothes ? Am I not allowed to change up my style ?!“

,,Since when do you care about style?” Ron shouts back.
,,Why can’t I care about my style ?!“
,,You never did before !”
,,I had the handy me downs from my cousin before, Ron. There was no style to care about.!”
,,And suddenly you have no hand me downs but new clothes. Why is that Harry ? Why suddenly ?”
,,Because I got tired of always wearing cloths that don’t fit me. I got tired of not wearing what I want . Soo I went out shopping. That’s what people do when they want new clothes Ron.”

Harry is losing the plot, why are they fighting about his clothes ??

,,Honestly Ron what is your fucking Problem ?!”

,,I don’t recognize you. You look like one of these arrogant rich idiots and you are being an ass.".

Harry stares at him. He infect does not look like a arrogant rich idiot. He literal is wearing a jeans and a tank top, that’s it.

,,You know what Ron Fuck you! Okay maybe I have changed a bit in the last few weeks but I know for a fact that it’s a good change. You’r just pissed because you can’t handle change.”

With that Harry storms of to his room.
What he would give to be back with his Muggle friends.

Chapter Text

Harry slams the door behind him.
He grabs his mother jacked out of his trunk, for comfort. When he wears it, it feels like a warm hug. And he needs that comfort right now..
He needs something to ground himself.

He sits down on his bed, back against the wall, knees tug under his jaw. His mind drifts away, and mindlessly plays with his ring.

That’s how Sirius finds him a while later.

The man slips into the room and sits down on the bed near Harry.

,,That’s Lilly’s old Jacket .” he says softly. Harry looks at him, still playing with his ring, and just nods. ,,You were at Gringotts.”
It’s a statement not a question.

,,You know, don’t you?”

Harry nods slowly. ,,Why didn’t you tell me?”

,,I ...” Sirius looks a bit haunted.,, I didn’t want to overwhelm you. Didn’t want you to think I want to replace Lilly and James. I had planned to tell you after we had some time to get to know each other but then, everything came differently and...” he cuts himself of. ,,I’m sorry for not telling you pup.”
,,You cloud have told me. I know you don’t want to replace my parents, but you are my family Sirius.”
Harry’s eyes are filling with tears, from all the emotions. He leans forward and falls into Sirius’s arms.
He stays there for a while. Silently crying, working through all the emotions he is feeling. While being held the way only a parental figure would hold you.

,,You wanna tell me what you been up to in the last few weeks pup?” , Sirius asks when Harry has calmed down.

Harry smirks.

So, Harry tells him everything, from him deciding to be more himself and not hold himself back anymore, to when he arrived at the house yesterday.

Okay, almost everything. He deliberately lefts out the part about Draco. It’s just something he doesn’t want to share just jet. Manley because he doesn’t even know if there would be anything to share. He is pretty sure, even if Layla manages to talk to Draco, Draco will be furies with him when they see each other at school.

Sirius is of course a bit freaked out about the thing with Harry’s scar but that’s about it.

,,You are absolutely right to focus on yourself. You have been pleasing everybody else your entire life pup, that’s no way to live. I’m standing behind you 100%.” Sirius tells him. ,,And Remus too.”

They stay in Harrys room talking until lunch.

After Lunch, Harry goes with the twins to clean up some part of the house. Sirius had told him that he is secretly hording all the things Molly just decided to throw out, on a different estate and nothing is really thrown away.

Harry has an interesting talk with the twins about how they support him no matter what, that he is their favourite chaos brother, that they love his new style and if he ever needed to talk about anything he could come to them.

The remaining days until school are relatively uneventful.

He spends most of his time divided into training with Remus, spending time with Sirius and clean up duty with the twins.

Remus training plan is something else, it meant learning new spells but also reviewing all spells Harry already knew, starting on nonverbal and wandless magic, which Harry found relatively easy to be honest.
Additionaly, Remus is teaching him Occlumency to protect his mind. He also finds it incredibly important that Harry learns how to identify someone else’s magic on him and knows his own magic. Those things take time, so Harry knew he has to work on it alone back at Hogwarts.

At night his mind is going to a specific blond boy and he wonders what will happen when school starts back up again.

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Draco is getting anxious. It’s 8:15
Harry still hasn’t shown up.He was so sure Harry would come.

But now?

Maybe Harry had come to his senses and realized that he still hates Draco. That last Friday had been a mistake. Draco is making his way to leave, when suddenly someone grabs him at the wrist.

,,Wait!”

He whips around. ,,You’re one of Potters friends.” Draco recognizes.

,,Yeah, he wants me to tell you something .”
,,Oh does he? And why can’t he do that himsel? Is he scared to tell me himself, that he came to his sense and that this is a mistake? “,Draco is talking himself into a rage.
,,Hey stop you got it all wrong.”, the girl interrupts him before he can keep going.
,,Oh do I?”
,,Yess. Look, Harry couldn’t make it tonight, he is really sorry.”
,,Oh is he?” Draco asks sarcastically.
,,Yes! He will talk to you when you guys are back at school.” The girl studies his face. ,, Oh shit, Harry wasn’t kidding when he said that you would kill him for not showing. “

,,This, is one of the rare moments where Potter is absolutely right.”
With that Draco makes his way back home. Not sure what to think. Only one thing is for sure, Potter would pay for standing him up. He doesn’t care about the reason, he is to angry (and hurt) to care.

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The train ride back to school is a torture on its own.

His friends all going on about the cool stuff they did in the Summer. Like Pansy and Blaise visiting Blaise mum in their Beach house in Spain. Meanwhile Draco had to commit to a boring summer at home in his room.
He can’t really tell them what he has been up to in MUGGLE London. The risk of it coming back to his father is to high. He maybe could, talk to Blaise about it, but that would have to wait.

The Group of Slytherins are walking through the main Entrench. Draco not really looking as he is walking, bumps his shoulder against someone.
And of course, because the universe likes to fuck with him, it’s Potter who bumped into him.
Weirdly enough he isn’t flanked by Granger and Weasley but by the chaos twins.

,,Potter.” Draco drawls, his ton icy. The blond sees the tiniest flinch from the other boy. ,,How about you watch where you are going.”
,,You bumped into Harry, Malfoy.” One of the twins says annoyed.
Did he? Honestly, Draco doesn’t know, but he would rather drink a full bottle of whisky in one go, then admit that before everyone.

Potter locks eyes with him for a second but Draco remains stoic.

,,Come on, let’s just go.” With that Potter drags the twins away.

,,Well that was..” Pansy starts but fails to find a word. ,, Interesting.” Blaise supplies.

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Draco watches Potter from across the Hall, doing the sorting of the first years.

The raven head is fumbling with something under his shirt collar. For a second he looks like a kicked puppy. He is sitting between the chaos twins and on the opposite side from Longbottom .

No Granger

No Weasley.

They are in fact, sitting a few seats further down the table.

,,That’s weird. It’s weird right?” Pansy whispers.
,,That the Golden Trio isn’t a trio. Yess Pansy I would say that’s at least weird.” Blaise answers.
,,What do you think Draco?” She looks at him expectingly.
,,What do I care, what’s going on with stupid Gryffindor’s?!”

Draco does in fact care. He even has an idea what’s going on. If the night of Harry’s birthday was any indicator, Harry had gone through a bit of a change over the summer. Draco would bet his broom, Weasley couldn’t handle this new side of Potter.

,,You always care about what Potter is doing. You have been literally obsessed with him since first year.!” Pansy points out, looking at him like he is stupid.

Draco just glares at her.

,,They didn’t just say our new DADA Teacher is from the ministry?” Blaise says full of disbelieve.
,,Yup that’s exactly what he said.”
,, That explains why this years book is such garbage. “
,,This isn’t going to end well is it ?”
,,No.”

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After the welcome feast Harry had been the first to go to the dorms. He isn’t in the mood for all the stares because of the PROPHET labelling him a liar and a nutthead all summer.

Now he is unpacking his stuff. He is putting away all of the books Remus gave him for self-study, when Neville enters the dorm.
,,Oh hey. You should probably avoid going downstairs for a while.” He says as a way of greeting.
,,That bad?”
,,Mä “Neville makes a vague hand gesture. ,,The twins are shutting everyone down. But still.”
Harry nods.

Harry is watching Neville unpack out of the corner of his eyes. Harry knew now that Neville is also an Heir. Sirius had used some of their time together to teach Harry some basic things about being an heir. Sure, Harry has the books and they really help but there is just stuff they don’t cover.
Like how many Heirs are in his year whiteout him knowing. Technically even the Weasleys are on that list, but Sirius told him that they haven’t really cared about these things in the latest generations. Which is mostly the reasons families like the Malfoys are looking down on them.

He and Sirius had come to the agreement that they would keep, Harrys Heirship and adoption by magic, on the downlow.
They didn’t trust Dumbledore, he wouldn’t like that Harry knows those things. Sirius had told Harry a few examples why he didn’t trust the old man and Harry himself had the realisation over the summer that Dumbledore just isn’t who people think he is.

So, Sirius wants to keep it quiet until he isn’t a wanted criminal anymore.

Which he is secretly working on with a few old friends. No, he wouldn’t tell Harry anything more about it.

However, Sirius had told him he could of course tell his friends, those he deems trustworthy.

Neville being an heir himself could offer Harry help, which he sure needs, but do they have that kind of friendship. Sure, over the last year the two of them had become closer but still.

He sighs, he would have to wait and see.

,,Ey what is going on with you, Ron and Hermione again? I asked the twins, but they just laughed and said Ron is being an idiot again.” Neville asks suddenly.
,,Oh that’s a fun one to tell.” Harry says sarcastic.

Done unpacking he sits down on the edge of his bed. Watching Neville unpack, Harry starts to tell him what happened at Grimmauld Place. Not caring that he isn’t supposed to talk about the order. Nevilles parents were in the order, he is pretty sure he knew about it already.

,,So the order is active again and they just weren’t goanna tell you if the Dementor hadn’t happened?” Nevil asks just 3 sentence in.
,,Honestly I don’t know. Maybe.”
,,That’s fucked up.”
,,That’s just the start.”
,,Go one.”

Harry does.

,,So the twins were right. Ron is being an idiot. To be mad just because you got sensible clothes and hair and learnt a bit of self-worth. Merlin forbid people learn and evolve .”
,,You make me sound like a Pokémon.” Harry laughs.
,,A what?”
,,A muggle thing forget it.”

Neville looks at him suspiciously. ,,You goanna tell me how that self grow came to be? “
Harry grins ,,Now that is really a funny story.”

Harry tells Neville how he met his friends, leaving out the part that he had been to Gringotts for the money. Tells him about all the silly things they did but also how much he learned from them in the few weeks.

Harry is telling him about the time he went clubbing with them for the first time. ,,So Jonah is like Oh baby gay you have no faith in use and throws me a freaking fake Id. So that's how I get in to clubs now.”
,,Wait wait wait . Harry did you just say he called you baby gay ?” Neville looks at him bewilder.
,,Well yeah, that’s one of the nicknames they have for me. You know because I’m the youngest. The other one is Loki, oh I have to tell you that story, it was so embarrassing.” Harry just rambles on.

,,Harry!”

Neville still looks a bit shocked.

Harry looks at him confused.

Then Harrys brain catches up to what's going on. Nobody at school knows he is gay. He just came out to Neville without realizing it.

,,Ah surprise, I’m gay .” he says and waves with his hands.

Neville starts laughing, hard. Harry joins him.

,,I guess I got used to being around people who know.” He says between laughs.

After they came down Neville asks,, Are you planning on telling people or rather keeping it to yourself?”
,,Honestly, I haven’t really thought about it that much. Probably going with the flow or something.”

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The next morning Harry is the first out of the dorm.

He wants to visit the owlery to send a letter to his friends back in London to let them know he is okay. He hadn’t been allowed to send Hedwig out on Grimmauld Place for some stupid reason.
Then after that, he is hoping to catch Draco alone before breakfast. They really need to talk.

30 minutes later Harry is standing in an alcove, near the stairs down to the dungeons, watching little footsteps on a map.

A few minutes late, he snaps his arm out of the alcove and drags the blond in it.

,,What the !”Draco shrieks

,,POTTER!”

Draco slaps him in the chest. But not nearly with his full strength.

,,What do you think you are doing?” Draco whisper shouts.
,, I’m sorry I didn’t show up that Friday.” Harrys voice is almost pleading.
,,Oh, are you?” the blonds voice is still hard.
,,Yess. I had to leave London the Wednesday before.“
,,So why agree to meet anyway, if you couldn’t make it. Was that some kind of game to you?” Dracos finger is raptly shoved in Harrys chest.
,, NO! I didn’t know that I had to leave. It wasn’t planed. Something happened and I had to leave as fast as I could.”

Draco fists Harrys shirt collar, towering over Harry.
Harry is standing totally still, wondering if Draco is about to punch him or kiss him.

Draco leans in the others space and growls,, Something always happens with you Potter.”

,,I’m really sorry.” Harry whispers into the small space between them.

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Harry is looking so honest, so open, he hadn’t even remotely tried to fight Draco. It makes Dracos defences crack.
Against his better judgment Draco leans even closer and whispers against Harrys lips ,,I really can’t with you Potter.”
Then he closes the gap between them.

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Harrys entire body feels like it's on fire.

Oh, how he had missed Dracos lips. But the moment he wants to put his hands on Draco, the other steps back again and leaves the alcove.

Harry just stands there for a moment.

What the fuck just happened?

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On one hand Sirius is sad that Harry is back at school, they should have more time.

But one the other he finally has his house to himself again.

The kids weren’t the Problem, but the adults, who kept coming and going as they please. Staying longer than he would like. But with Harry and the others at school there isn’t longer the need for daily meetings and stuff. So, the other order members would only come to his house now, when a meeting is called about some new developments.

The only exception of course is Remus. And he is exactly the person Sirius needs to talk to.

,,Hey Remus, we need to talk about Harry.”
,,He has grown this summer hasn’t he.” the werewolf grins.
,,Yes but that's actually not what this is about.”
,,Oh?”
,,You know how I found the Slytherin locket a few weeks ago while cleaning out the house.
,, And you destroyed that nasty thing ?” Remus arches an eyebrow.
,,Yes of course but I have the horrible suspicion I confirmed another one.” Sirius voice is shaky.
,,No..Harry?” Shock and worry are clear in Remus voice and face.
,,Harry... I don’t think he did it on purpose. His soul was likely to fragile from already having created 6 Horcurxe. But Harry had his scar checked out at Gringotts and something is definitely going on with it, but they don’t know what jet.”
,, I hope you’re wrong.” Remus sights.
,,Me too" the other breaths out. ,,We have to speak to Bill Weasley.”
,,Is he working on Harrys case?”
Sirius nods.

And he had thought they were almost done with these nasty things.

Back in the first war with Voldemort Sirius's little brother, Regulus, had at one point realized that he was on the wrong side and that Voldemort was just crazy.

So, he started spying for Sirius. They stayed in contact threw an old family Heirloom, a two-way mirror.

The only Person who knew was Remus. Regulus one day told him about the Horcruxe .That Voldemort wanted 6.
Regulus knew that his snake would probably become one, one was at Hogwarts, and one is the Hufflepuff cup. He also was sure to know where one other was, he had told Sirius, if anything would happen before he could destroy it, he would hide it somewhere in their home.

Thats the last time Sirius spoke to his brother.

So, Remus and Sirius had tried to find Voldermorts Horcuxe and destroy them.

Without telling the order.
They didn’t trust every member. And they knew Dumbledore isn’t as good as he wants people to believe he is.

Sirius doesn’t trust the old guy as far as he can throw him.

After Sirius got thrown into Azkaban, Remus still searched for them.
In Harrys 3rd year he found Ravenclaws Diadem and destroyed it. From Harrys summery of his second year, they knew that the dairy had also been a Horcrux. It also showed that it had been the right decision to not tell Dumbledore.
There is no way that the old man didn’t know what the Dairy had been. And he hasn’t told the order about it.

Sirius really hopes he is worng with his suspicion, and Harry doesn't have a piece of Voldemort's soul inside him.

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A freaking blood quill!

She had him use a freaking blood quill.

Harry had read about them in one of his books about Lordship. They were normally used to sign important contracts.
This is definitely not their original use.
Harry would have to look up a few healing spells in one of the books Remus had given him.

He knew he shouldn’t have lost his cool but the whole situation had just been so stupid.

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,,When did you come back last night ?”, Neville asks at breakfast
,, Just around midnight.”
,,She had you do lines for that long?” Fred questions.

Harry nods but his attention goes to a practical blond, who just entered the great hall. His eyes flicker to Dracos lips for a second. Lips he really wants to kiss again. Harry doesn’t know if he gets to again.
He hopes it.
He really wants this thing between them to work. Even if he doesn’t know what exactly is happening between them.

,,Earth to Harry.” George elbows him.

,,Ah what ?” Harry blinks at him.

,, You have been glaring at Malfoy for over a minute.” Fred chuckles.
,,Well, he is an annoying prat.” Harry bits back.
,,mmm” is all Fred says.

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,,Potions was a bust as always.” Neville says, as the two boys sit down in the courtyard.
,,Tell me something new. I hate how Snap just ignores everything the Slytherins do.”
,,I truly think that, if Malfoy hadn’t messed with your cauldron your potion would have worked.”

Oh yess, Draco the absolute prat he his, had hold onto the tradition of messing with Harrys cauldron.

Harry didn’t know why he had expected something different.

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Harry is one his way back to the castle from his weird but nice encounter with Luna.
When he steps into the entrance back into the castle, he gets yanked around a corner.

,,What the..”

Dracos lips are shutting him up.
Draco is pinning him against a wall and Harry just melts into the kiss.

But the moment Harry is about to touch Draco, the blond takes a step back.

He smirks and leaves.

Again, Harry is just standing there.

What is happening ?

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The next time Harry runs into Draco, is on his way to breakfast the next morning.

He is flanked by his usual group of Slytherins.
Dracos eyes glaze over Harrys entire body before he snarls,, Look, oh great Harry Potter can’t even dress himself properly.” Parkinson laughs.
Harry looks down at himself and Fred, who is walking with Harry, is about bark something back. But Harry just sighs, rolls his eyes and drags Fred away jet again.
The thing is that Harry had been in a hurry, so his shirt is wrinkled and does look like a mess.

,,I can’t decide if you not rising to Malfoys baiting is a good or bad thing.” Fred says as they are walking into the great Hall.
Harry just shrugs.
,,Why aren't you reacting to his baiting?” Fred asks casually.
,,Call it an experiment.”
,,You wanna see how insane you can drive him with not reacting?”
,,Something like that.”
In all honesty Harry is just hoping that not responding to Dracos bating and just taking it ,leads to Draco forgiving him for not showing up at the club.

And maybe Draco would then be willing to talk about, whatever is happening between them.

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On Friday night Harry is hiding in a secret alcove behind a tapestry.
A slicing charm over the alcove,to prevent anyone of noticing him.

,,Are you meditating and clearing your head every night ?” Remus asks thought the two-way mirror in Harrys hand.
Sirius had given it to him before he had left for school with the instruction to call at least once a week so he and Remus could check up on him. Remus of course took that time to make sure Harry keeps up with his training.

,,Of course. And I'm doing all the other stuff too.” Harry assures him. Remus nods .
,,So how is school pup, everything going well?” Sirius asks.
,,Actually, there is something I should tell you.”
The adults look at him with worry and Harry tells them about Umbridge and the blood quills.

,,THAT LITTLE PINK FUCKING....IF I GET MY HANDS ON HER! "Sirius is raging as soon as Harry finished.

,,Padfoot I'm fine.” Harry sighs.
,,For now, but we all now that will not be the last time she will give you detention. Promis me Harry, you try and not cause any trouble in her class.”
Harry lets his head drop back against the stone wall. ,,I will try.”
Remus smiles.
,,Thank you I know this is going to be hard but just try to blend her out. In the meantime, we will try and figure out a way to get her out of Hogwarts at fast as we can."

It's almost curfew as Harry makes his way back to Gryffindor Tower.

He is all wrapped up in his head thinking, when someone pulls him around a corner.

Draco his fisting his shirt collar, pulling Harry up on his tiptoes.

,,What are you doing here this late, Potter? Up to something?” he whispers against Harrys lips.
,,To crowed at the tower.” Harry breaths, his eyes fix on the blonds' lips.

Draco hums before closing the gap between them.

Harrys eyes flutter shut. Dracos hand is wandering from Harrys collar into his hair as he deepens the kiss.
Harry resist the urge to move his hands into Draco's hair. The last two times Draco had stopped kissing him when he did try. SO maybe when he dosn't, Draco would kiss him longer and not immediately leave again.

Draco his pushing him back while kissing, until Harrys back hits a wall. The blond drags his other hand over Harrys neck and Harry loses all his will power.

His hands reaching for Draco.

Immediately Draco takes a step back, his right hand still on Harrys neck.
Draco towers over him, his hand moving to Harrys jaw tilting it up.

,,You're learning.” he says smugly against Harrys lips.

Smirking he leaves behind a stunned Harry Potter.

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,,You look like Hermione.” Ron comments as he enters the dorm.

Harry looks up from his book irritated.
The raven head is sitting on his bed surrounded with books trying to work on some of his assignments from Remus.

,,Soo?” he questions.
,,It's just not right.” the redhead mumbles.

Harry just rolls his eyes. This had been going on the entire week. Ron making some off comments about his behaviour or cloths and otherwise ignoring him.
Harry just tried to not get into a fight again. But with him also trying his best to behave in DADA and not giving in to Draco constraintly baiting him...
He is sure he will lose his temper on someone soon.

Harrys takes a deep breath and shifts his attention back to the book.

Tuesday. Tuesday is the day Harry loses his temper.

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Tuesday.

Tuesday is the day Harry loses his temper. And it's Draco who is on the other side of it.
But in Harrys mind it's his own fault for playing with Harry like he did.

Being that normal prat while others are around and then, suddenly in the darkness of some corner, making out with Harry until Harrys resolve to not touch Draco crumbles.
Every time Draco leaves at that exact moment with a smirk.

Harry, Neville and the twins are walking down a corridor on their way to the library and of course they run into the Slytherin group.

,, Ey Potter, you sure the library is the right place for you to be? You know, because you need the ability to read, to acutely use those books.
And seeing that you can't even follow a simple potion recipe, I doubt you are good at reading” The blond mocks him.

Harry stops in his track and glares at him. It was alone Dracos fault that his potion didn't worked out and they both knew that.

Draco smirks.

That's it, Harry is going to whip that fucking smirk of his face.

He storms over to Draco and shoves him against the wall, his arm on the blond's chest. Everybody is just starring at the two.
,, If somebody wouldn't manipulate my potions, I wouldn't suck at it.” Harry snarls at Draco.
,, You would still suck at it.” Draco snarls back, trying to break out of Harrys hold.
The other just pushes him in the wall with even more force. A weird look ghosts over Dracos face for a second. It's so short Harry thinks he had imagined it.
,, Shut it Malfoy! Stop messing with me just because you're bored!” Harry barks. His voice hard, and if somebody would listen closely, a bit hurt.

He leans closer to Draco and whispers in his ear, only for Draco to hear. ,,Make up your fucking mind.”

For everybody else Draco looks to shocked to respond as Harry finally lets him go. But Harry sees something else in those beautiful grey eyes.

The twins start to drag him away before the Slytherins recover.

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Draco is standing in the corridor feeling to many emotions at once.

He fucked up...

He had thought it would be fun to make Harry suffer a bit like that. Payback for standing him up. He thought it would be fun to get to have his hands on Harry but don't allow him to touch Draco.
Built tension, just to leave.

And it had been.
The bating had been mostly for cover, upholding his image. But it seems he had gone to far.

Harry had sounded exhausted and even hurt.

The way he had looked at Draco and spat his Name, something inside Draco had cracked at that.

He had wanted payback for being stood up yes, but he hadn't wanted to truly hurt Harry.
He didn't want to lose what is developing between them, whatever it might be. But it seems like he did exactly that.
He got something remotely nice, and he had to go ruin it because of his fucking ego.

He must fix this.

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The next day at breakfast, when the post arrives, two letters drop down before Harry.

Harry opens the first one.
,,Who is it from?” George asks between bites.
,,My Muggle friends back in London. They are happy that I'm save now, and they are spilling everything they been up to since I'm gone.”

There is also a section of them asking about how things between him and Draco are going. But obviously he isn't telling them that.
Fred hums ,,And the other?”
Harry grabs the second letter and opens it.
,,And?”
He just shakes his head. The others hum in understanding, thinking it portably is some order business or something.

It's not.

The letter says:

I'm sorry.
Can we talk?
Tonight, one hour before curfew. Astrometry tower.

Please.

Harry stares at the letter for a few minutes, then burns it with a tap of his wand.

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When Harry enters the Astrometry tower that night, Draco is already there.

He is looking like he had been pacing.

Draco looks up and locks eyes with Harry.

,,You came” the blond breaths out.
,,You said please.” Harry simply says while he makes his way to the middle of the room, where Draco his standing.
,,I'm sorry.” Draco says softly.
,,Are you?” Harry quirks an eyebrow at him.
,,Yes. I thought it would be fun to get you back for standing me up, that way.”
,,I figured.”
,,But I went to far. I didn't mean to...” his voice cracks a bit.

Draco looks so honestly sorry, all of Harrys anger fly's out of the window.

He sighs. ,,What now? What even are we?”
,,I don't know.” the taller boy admits. ,, I just know that I don't want to lose this. I wanna know where this is going.” Draco is gesturing between the two of them.

Harry steps closer.
,,Me too.” he breathes in the space between them. ,,So how about we meet up every other day. Not just to make out but to spend time with each other. Because I want to know every little thing about you Draco Malfoy.”

Draco stares at him with glazy eyes.

Then there is no longer space between them.

Harry loses every sense of reality because of the way Draco is kissing him.

,,Look who is gracing us with his lovely presents.” Fred says sweetly mocking to George, the moment Harry steps into the Comen room, a little while after curfew.

,,Oh Harrykins. Perfect come and look at our new products.”
Harry chuckles and sits down next to Fred.
,,Do we want to know why you were out past curfew?” George snickers.
,,Probably not.” the younger boy smirks.
The twins laugh. ,,Fair. Now little chaos brother what do you say to our new stuff?”

For the next hour or so Harry is reviewing the twins newes products and gives them his honest feedback. Somehow, they rope him in into working on them for another hour or so.

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,,Doesn't she have her own classes to teach? Why is this woman everywhere?” Harry groans as he and Neville enter the dorm after classes.
,,I can't believe she just got that much power over the school. It's not even been two weeks.”
,,Something is really wrong here.” Harry agrees, while changing into regular cloths.

Nev quirks an eyebrow at him. ,,Any plans I don't know about?”
,,Huh?”
,,You look like you purposely want to distract someone.”
,,Nev I'm wearing a Band T-shirt and jeans.” Harry points out.
,,A T-shirt that just so happens to emphasize your quidditch muscled body and that's a freaking skinny jeans Harry. Plus, it's under the week, you never change during the week.” the other shoots back.

Harry rolls his eyes at his friend.
,,Can't I just wear it just because I feel like it?
”Sure”

When they walk down to the common room Neville says to Harry ,,And so that you know, I think your new style is great. I was just teasing.”
Harry hums appreciating.

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Draco is going to kill Harry.

Harry who had walked around all afternoon in skinny jeans and a Shirt that deliberately shows off his quidditch body.
Draco has been losing is mind every time he spotted Harry from the far this afternoon.
That chain of his, shimmering in the sunlight.

He is going to kill Harry because Harry is still focusing on his homework, that he had been working on, since before Draco had entered the empty classroom.
Draco had taken out his own homework to work on it, but he just couldn't focus with Harry sitting right there looking like that.
Playing with that dam chain threw his shirt.

Draco had noticed that Harry had developed that habit.

Always wearing the chain under his shirt and playing with it.
Depending on his shirt you could see more or less of the chain, but the centre is always hidden under his shirt.

Draco is sure Harry hadn't had it before summer because he defiantly would have noticed something as distracting like this chain around Harrys neck.

,,Draco? Hey Draco.”

Harrys voice brings Draco out of his head.

,, mmm?”
He blinks a few times and lets his eyes wander from Harrys neck to his face. Is that a lite flush on Harrys cheeks?

,,Could you help me with potions?” Harrys voice sounds a bit weird, it’s soft and irritated. Draco looks at Harry suspiciously.
,,Why do you sound like a scared first year?”
Harrys cheeks darken.
,, Because you were staring at me for over a minute.” he answers sheeply.
Oh.
,,Well ” the blond drawls while moving so he is sitting directly next to Harry,, that is your own fault.”
,,Oh how so ?” Harry drawls back, leaning into Dracos space.
,,What else am I supposed to do when you're wearing that.” he gestures to Harrys outfit ,, and keep ignoring me for homework.” his voice laced with fake annoyance.
Harry smirks at him.
,,Oh how rude of me.”
Their lips only millimetres apart.
,,Very.” Draco breaths out.

Then Draco snatches Harry by the hip and places him in his lap. At the same time their lips crash into each other.
Harrys hands find their way into Dracos blond hair, tucking lightly while changing the ankles.
One of Dracos hands starts to roam over the others chest. Feeling the muscles. Harry gasps against Dracos mouth. Draco lightly bits the ravens bottom lip and then nips at it.
Harry tucks at the blond hair and deepens the kiss.
When Harry draws back a bit for air, Draco starts to kiss a trail down from Harrys jaw to his neck. The little noises Harry makes driving him mad.

,, Dracoo...” Harry moans when Draco nips at a sensitive spot under his collarbone.

The blond smirks against the others neck starts to lightly bite the spot.

,,Dracoo” Harry moans again and Draco switches between, biting, licking and sucking the spot.
Harry throws his head back while Draco is turning him in a moaning mess.

Finaly, he gives a sweet kiss to the abused spot, his lips starting continuing their journey on Harrys neck.

Draco nips at Harrys neck when he catches the chain between his lips.
He opens his mouth to play with that exact spot on Harrys neck.

But then Harry snaps Dracos head back up to crash their lips together again.

After a few minutes Harry draws back again.

,,I really need to do this potion homework...” he breaths in the space between their lips.
Draco rolls his eyes at him and starts to kiss him again.
,, I really should.” he says between kisses.
,,Then do it. I’m not stopping you.” Draco groans before continuing with the kissing.
,,Yess you are.”
,,Urg fine.” Draco sighs, letting his forehead rest against Harrys.
,,You win. Show me your dam potions essay. "
Harry pecks him on the lips.
,,Thank you.”

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Harry is giving up.

He had been staring at the same page for over 15 minutes without understanding a thing.

Last night had gone late, first quidditch training, then meeting up with Draco and at least his weekly call with Sirius and Remus.
So, Harry had hoped he could just sleep the entire Saturday but no Sirius wants him to read this specific chapter in one of his Lordships books.

Harry makes a dramatic flop on to his bed.
Neville, the only other person currently in their dorm, looks at him amused.
Harry just glares back.

Maybe Nev could help him with this. But that would mean he has to tell Nev about it.

Whatever, it’s Nev and he really needs help.

,,Hey Nev.” Harry says while sitting up to face his friend. ,,you're n Heir, right?.”

Neville looks at him shocked, then it shifts to calculating.
Something you don't see often on his face.
,,Yes why?”

,,Can you help me with this?” Harry throws him the book.

Neville looks down at the page Harry had been trying to read.
Understanding on his face he looks back up at Harry.
,,Yeah I had my troubles understanding this shit too. I can help you with that.”

,,Soo you going to tell me how it came to this?” Nev ask an hour later ,when Harry finally has an understanding for what he is supposed to study.
,,Oh yeah.” Harry rubs the back of his neck looking bashful at Neville. ,,I probaly should, but you can't tell anyone okay.”

So, Harry tells Nevill about Gringotts and what he learned there and everything else connected with it.

,,Thats so crazy and messed up.”

Harry nods at his friends reaction.
,, I mean I kinda get Sirius's point BUT Dumbledore would have never told you. He purposefully withhold that information from you. This man is just ...”
the boy takes a deep breath to calm himself down.
,,If you need any help with all of this you can count on me Harry. And if you want, I can interduce you to some of the other heirs, when you are ready. “
,,Thanks Nev.”

Chapter Text

Harry curses at his hand.

He hadn’t even done anything really. He had just muttered under his breath in DADA, but it had earnt him another two days of detention.

So here he is, just released from today's detention, hand still hurting and wound still open.

A pale hand grabs him, dragging him in an empty classroom.

,,I thought she would never let you go.” Draco says annoyed.

Harry snatches his injured hand out of Dracos grip, like his touch had burned him.

The blond looks at him like he his crazy, then his eyes fall to Harrys left hand, which he is still holding against his chest.

,,What is with your hand?”
,,Nothing” Harry lies.
,,You are a terrible liar Harry. Show me your hand.” Draco demands holding out one hand.
,, It's nothing .” the raven head insist.

,,Potter! Your Hand. NOW! ”

Harry can see the worry in Dracos eyes despite his ton being sharp.

He sighs and lays his left hand in Dracos.

The blond draws in a sharp breath on the sight of Harrys hand.
,,Is that..”
,,from a Bloodquill? Yes.”
,,She really is a monster. That's illegal torture Harry.”

Draco takes out his wand and preforms a few complicated spells on Harrys hand.(The same Harry had done the times before).
Harry is holding perfectly still while Draco works on his hand. Watching the wound heal up until you can’t even make out the words.

,,You need to tell someone about this Harry.” Draco places a soft kiss on his now healed hand.

The action is so soft, something in Harry crumbles.
Harry pulls Draco closer on his hips until they are so close that Harry can rest his forehead on the others shoulder.
The taller boy kissing him on the head.
,,Harry you need to tell somebody.”
,,I did. I told...” Harry stops mid sentence.
The other hums understanding what or rather who he is talking about.

They had talked about their summers a few days ago.
(Which means Draco had told Harry how he ended up in Muggle clubs and Harry had told him about his mindset change and his new friends. He had left Gringotts and the Lordship out for now . He had told Draco vaguely about the Dementor thing and his fight with Ron.)

,,They told me they are on it.” Harry says quietly.
,,Okay good.” the blond takes Harrys jaw in his hand, making the smaller boy look at him.
Then he kisses him tenderly. Emotions seeking into the kiss both aren't ready to address yet.

,,I will be here tomorrow night and when you're done with your detention, you will come here too.” Draco tells Harry, while softly drawing circles on his left hands back.
,,Draco, she could have me there all night if she wants. You don't need to wait for me tomorrow. You shouldn't have waited tonight either.” Harry answers softly but stern.
,,You bet your ass that I'm gone wait for you tomorrow night Potter.” his voice edging dangerously close to angry.
,,Who else is going to heal your wounds?! That’s right, nobody.”

,,I can heal my own wounds Draco.” Harry attempts but the blond is talking himself in a rage.

,, Because you don't tell people shit!”
,,Hey that's not true.”
,,Tell me ,if I hadn't waited for you and caught you with your bleeding hand, would you have told me ?!“

Harry awaits Dracos piercing eyes.

,,No ,of course not !” the blond concludes and takes a step back
,,Why should you tell me anything.?!”he starts pacing .
,,Why should Harry Potter tell Draco Malfoy anything?! It's not like you should tell your boyfriend when a teacher tortures you. NO!
That’s absolutely no information to tell! Why bother your boyfriend...What?”

Harry is starring at Draco with an unreadable face.

He is feeling to much at once. Draco had just called him his boyfriend!
That is the first time they put a name on all of this. Its making Harry feel all kinds of things.

Unable to resist he walks up to Draco ,snatches him by his collar and pulls him down into a kiss.

Draco kisses him back immediately.

When they pull apart ,Draco looks slightly irritated. ,,What was that ?”
,,I sometimes forget, that people do actually care and ...”Harry trails of not knowing how to end that sentence.
The other looks expectantly at him.
,,And you just called me your boyfriend." he blurts out.

Realisation flashes over Dracos face, then a smug grin forms on his lips.
,,So you like being called my boyfriend.” He whispers in Harrys ear.

Two can play that game.
,,I like that I can call YOU, MY boyfriend.” Harry answers in the same ton.

Draco stares directly into Harrys eyes and Harry stares right back.

Harry is drowning in those beautiful grey eyes.
He doesn't even notice the flush on Dracos cheeks.
He is to focused on those sparkling grey eyes and all the emotions in them, he can't quiet read them all jet, but he will learn.

$$$$
Draco is drowning in those emerald, green eyes.
They are sparkling with happiness and desire. Just because they had just called each other boyfriend.
It makes Draco feel all kinds of things. Draco doesn't know what to do with all these emotions.

So he again closes the gap between him and Harry and kisses him deeply.
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Harry stumbles back, from the shire force of Dracos kissing.

He stumbles into a desk, without his lips leaving Dracos, he seats himself on top it.
He pulls Draco even closer, so that he is standing in between Harrys legs.
Draco has one hand in that messy hair, and one lays on his neck. Harry also has one hand in the others blond hair but his other hand is on his hip, like he wants to hold Draco in place.
Draco gasp as Harry gently bites down on Dracos bottom lip. Harry uses this to sneak his tongue into Dracos mouth.
Draco moans, as Harry starts to explore the blonds mouth with his tongue.

At one point they have sadly part for air.
Harry goes to attack Dracos neck.
,,Harryy” Draco groans while Harry is kissing up and down his neck.
,,Harry we should probably go back to the dorms. It's long past curfew.” the blonds voice doesn't reflect his words.
,,Don't care.” Harry grumbles against his neck.
,,Harry I mean it.” Dracos voice is unsteady.
,,I don't believe you.”

Harry manages to get a few more minutes of kissing out of Draco before they really have to go back to the dorms.

,,I will see you tomorrow after my detention.” Harry says before leaving.

Chapter Text

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,,It can’t be that difficult to get her out of Hogwarts! Why is it so difficult?” Sirius is pacing in his living room.

Remus is watching him, worry all over his face.
They were working on the Umbridge Problem for over a week now but with no luck.

,,You heard what Cissa said, we need to get you cleared first, before WE can do anything about it. So for now we have to focus on getting everything prepared for WHEN you are finally cleared so we can move fast. “

,,I hate waiting. You know that. Its like I’m doing nothing but wait!” Sirius gets angrier with every word.
,,Waiting for my lawyer to get the case ready.
Waiting to get cleared.
Waiting for Harrys call just to get at least a few minutes with him.
Waiting for Cissa.
Waiting on Bills results.
Waiting, waiting, waiting!”

,,I know padfoot “ the werewolf sighs.

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,, Harry are you listening to me ?” Neville waves a hand in front of the raven heads face.

,,Uh what ?” Harry blinks at Neville.

,, We wanted to study, not stare holes in Malfoys head.” The other boy chuckles.
,,I’m not starring holes in Malfoys head.” Harry snaps at him.

He in fact had been starring at Dracos lips again. If you look closely you could see a small cut in his bottom lip.
It’s driving Harry insane to know he is the reason the cut is there, and everybody could see it, but nobody knew the real cause of it.
It stirs something in Harry, he doesn’t really understand what he is feeling, just that it’s intense.

Neville taps on his paper to get Harry to refocus on their homework. Reluctantly Harry focuses back on his transfiguration essay.

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,,Let me see your hand Mister Potter.” Umbridge tells him and starts to inspect the reopened wound.

,,Yes, I think the message has settled in quite nicely now. Don’t you think so Mister Potter ?” her voice poisingly sweet.

Harry looks down at his bleeding hand, the words “I must not tell lies” now clearer than ever carved into it.
,,Yes ma’am .” he manages to say.

The pink witch sends him on his way with a weird smile on her face.

It’s the longest he has ever stayed in detitanation ,it’s almost 2 in the morning.
He should go straight to bed but that is not an option, despite it being that late and way past curfew, Harry knows Draco is waiting for him.
So, Harry slips into the same classroom Draco had dragged him into last night.

What Harry sees when he slips in, he can only describe as cute.

Draco sits in the far back of the room, slouched over some essay, head in his hands and half asleep.

He starts to blink up at Harry , a bit straddled by the sound of the door closing behind Harry.
,,What time is it ?” the blond asks, his voice full of sleep.
A shiver runs down Harrys spine.
,,Almost two in the morning.” Harry says softly and tucks a strand of blond hair back behind Draco’s ear.

Draco leans into the touch without thinking.

,,I didn’t think she would keep you that long.” He admits.
,,You could have gone back to the dorms.” Harry gets a glare send his way for that sentence.
,,I just don’t want you to get into trouble because of it.” the shorter boy mumbles.
,,Don’t worry about it. “ the other dismisses and holds out his hand.

Harry looks at his still bleeding hand before giving it to Draco.

,,I’m going to kill her.” The blond mutters while starting to heal the wounded hand.
,,This could end in a lifelong scar, if not treated right.”
,,I think that’s her goal. “Harry scuffs in disguised

A few moments later Harrys hand is all healed up and just like the night before Draco places a soft kiss on the now healed hand.

Harry feels like he is melting.
The scene is to much for Harry.
Draco still sitting at his desk, holding Harrys left hand so tenderly, kissing it so softly and at the same time looking up at him with an intensity Harry can’t handel.

He leans down and captures Dracos lips in a soft but demanding kiss.
Draco hums into the kiss.

Then he yawns.

Harry chuckles.

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Draco sneaks into his dorm.

Hoping that his dorm mates wouldn’t notice him, hoping they hadn’t noticed that he hadn’t returned before midnight.
Normally he would excuse his absence after curfew with something like prefect duties or late studying /reading after it, and time had just gotten away from him.
( If somebody even asked, most times the other just shrug it of when he comes back late.)
But there is no reason for him to be out until two in the morning. No possible excuses could cover that. So the blond is as quiet as possible while getting ready for bed.

Finally in bed he stares at his beds celling, instead of sleeping.

He had been waiting for Harry until nearly two in the morning, why?
He could have left anytime, he knew Harry would have understood.
Hell, Harry had told him not to wait for him.

So, why had Draco insisted to stay ?
Had insisted to heal him ?

He just had to.
Everything in him had screamed at him to make sure Harry is okay.

When he had seen Harrys left hand after detention, even bloodier and deeper then yesterday something dark and aggressive had stirred in him, directed at the dumb pink witch.

Even now he feels rage rising in him when thinking about it.
She had no right to torture Harry like this, to hurt him.

Draco wants to hex her into next century for hurting HIS BOYFRIEND

Oh....

Oh....

Draco blinks up at the celling, as the realisation hits.

He is way in to deep.

Oh shit...

He had dipped into the Emerald green sae and now he is drowning

Sure, somewhere back in his head Draco had always known ,that if this thing between him and Harry would develop into something more, he would need to make a decision.<

But he had thought he had more time.
He hadn’t thought that it would get that intense that quickly.

The way Harry looks at him.
Draco wants nothing more than to always have Harry looking at him with that softness in his eyes.
Draco would do everything for it.

Draco would do ANYTHING to keep him.

ANYTHING

He is way in to deep, to deep to go back.

Sleep isn’t an option for the blond that night.

Chapter Text

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,,Did you even sleep last night ?” Blaise asks at breakfast.

Draco sighs annoyed instead of answering.

,,Draco you're looking like the train run you over.” Pansy comments.
,,Thanks..”,he says sarcastically.

After taking a sip from his second tee that morning he adds
,, Do you guys think there is something as to much tee, because I think I need at least two more cups.”

,, What for Merlin's sake did you do last night ?” Blaise shrieks.

,,What do you mean what did he do last night ??” Pansy pips up.
,,Nothing”
,,Nothing? You came back to the dorms at merlin knows what time!”
,,It wasn't that late.” the blond trys.
,,Yes, it was. I went to bed at half past midnight and you weren't back yet.”
,,Draco what were you doing out of the dorm that late?! Even as prefect you shouldn't be out that late.” Pansy says a bit worried.

The boy opens his mouth but before he could answer Blais cuts in ,,And don't say studying or reading.”
,,Well, I was, I just fell asleep studying, that's why I was back late!” Draco snaps before leaving the great hall.

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,,Harry this is insane, you have to tell McGonagall about that. She can’t keep you that long in detention.” Neville argues with the other boy over breakfast.
,,She wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Umbridge stands above her, thanks to the ministry. ”the other grumbles.
,,Dumbledore then.” Fred cuts in.
,,I'm not telling that man shit.”

Neville hums in agreement.

The twins exchange confused looks with each other, before directing them to the younger boy.

,,I’m quite happy with him keeping his distance from me at the moment. If I tell him, I will be back on his radar. I don't need that.”
,,So what? Just keep it to yourself ?”
,,At the moment ? Yes. There isn't really anything they can do about it anyway”

The twins look sceptical but nod.

,,On other hand, have you guys noticed that Malfoy hasn't started anything since last week?” George asks.
,,Yes. Since you, Harry, rammed him into the wall. ”Nev says.
,, I think you scared him with whatever you whispered in his ear.”

Harry just shrugs.

,,What did you say to him Harryykins?” Fred asks in a way to innocent voice.

Harry looks at him suspiciously
,,Just told him I would hex his balls of if he doesn't stop going on my last nerve.” he says even.

Nev chocks on his drink.
Geroge laughs ,, that will do it.”
And Fred just hums.

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,,Let me see.”

Neville looks over Harrys shoulder to get a view of the others paper.

,,You did not get an O Harry ?!”
,,Apparently so. Did you see Snaps face when he handed me the essay back?” Harry says, walking out of the classrooms.
,,He looked like he needed to vomit.” Neville laughs.

,,Oh, come off it, as if Harry got an O at an potions essay” Ron grumbles behind them.

Harry stops mid step and spins around.
,,Oh and why is that, Ron ?!” he bits out.
,,You suck at potions, always have. There is no way you're suddenly good at it.” Ron barks back.
,,You do know there is something that’s called studying, do you Ron?” the raven head asks sarcastically.

,,You did say Harry has been studying more.” Hermione pips up from the side.

Harry looks slightly confused at that comment.

,,Yes, I said that but..”
,,But what Ron?! Tell me, what is your fucking problem with my grade ?!”Harrys voice is icy and angry.

Ron opens his mouth, but before he can say anything another voice shouts

,,Careful Weasley, Potter is about to make your ugly face even uglier!”

Every head turns to look at Draco, who is leaning against the corner wall to the next corridor. He is watching the scene with a smirk on his face.
,,Now that I think about it, do continue your verbal garbage so that we can all see Potter punching you.” he feigns.

Harry has taken a step back from Ron and looks at Draco irritated.

A beat of silence, then Ron says ,,Fuck you Malfoy!” and makes his way down the corridor.

Everybody else starts to move again too. In that exact moment Umbridge comes around the corner of the corridor.
,,No lingering in the corridors!” She says before watching every student flee.

Harry walks next to Neville.
Looking down on his fists, opening his hands again. He hadn't even realised he had clenched them into fists.

A realisation hits Harry.

His head shouts up, eyes searching for blond hair.

But Draco had already turned around the next corner.

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The moment Draco closes the door behind him, Harry pinns him against it and attacks his mouth.

Draco opens his mouth, when Harry starts to nip at his bottom lip.
Little noises escape Draco’s throat as Harry claims his mouth with his tongue.

Draco pulls Harry closer by his hip.

Harrys hands wander from the others shoulder into his hair, changing up the angle so he can kiss Draco even better.

When they have to separate for air, Harry starts to kiss along the blonds jaw up to his ear.
Draco tilts his head to the side to give him more excess.
Harry nips at Dracos ear and whispers ,,Thanks for the help with potions.”

Dracos breaths hitches.
A moan escapes him as Harry lightly bites his earlobe.

,,Oh, and thank you for protecting me from another detention.” he breaths in Dracos ear.

,,You noticed that ?” ,Dracos question sounds more like a moan then an actual question.
Harry is biting and kissing the sensitive spot right below his ear.
,,Of course, I noticed.” the raven head says against the others skin.

Then he proceeds to tear those little noises out of Draco .

Later Draco would scowl at him because he would have to wear a glamor over the hickey but that doesn't bother Harry.

Chapter Text

Harry stares at the letter in his hand.

It's the answer of his last letter to his friends in London.

He had sent them a letter on Wednesday. Needing someone to know that Draco called him his boyfriend.
He wrote them about all the emotions steering in him. Knowing they wouldn't jug him for it. That they infect would want to hear those things.
They made it clear to Harry that feelings weren't something to be ashamed of .
Of course, they could be overwhelming and scary but that's what you have friends for, to talk about them, so that they can help you understand them.

So, knowing this is their answer, he had not open it at breakfast, he had just stuffed it in his pocket. The others had looked at him a bit confused but didn't say anything.

Now after breakfast, while everybody is outside enjoying this sunny Saturday, Harry is sitting on his bed wondering why the envelope feels like there is more than a letter inside.
He opens up the envelope and takes out the letter and 3 badges. Harry turns them over in his hand.

One is rainbow coloured, one has the gay pride flag (Yes he knows the flags, his friends taught him) and the third says “More gay ,each day” .
Harry shaks is head, puts the badges to side and opens op the letter.

Hey Loki,

First of all, what is wrong with your teacher for keeping you in detention that long??
Is that a boarding school thing to have detention that long ???!!!

Secondly ,how cute from blondie to wait for you.

We are happy that things seem to work out between you two. It’s so adorable that he called you his boyfriend for the first time in the heat of an argument. ;)

Don’t get to hung up in your head about what you are feeling, if you think to much about it you will overthink it. That doesn’t me Don’t think about it at all. Do try and figure out what your feelings are telling you.
And if you aren’t quite ready to figure that out jet ,that’s also totally fine. Just listen to your instincts and do what makes you happy.

And if you feel up to it maybe talk to blondie about it. Who knows, maybe he has the same struggles and feelings.

On other note, we have found a little shop which sells all kinds of things including pride merch.
We send you 3 buttons we thought you may want to have. You could pin them on your schoolbag or just put them in your drawer.

Whatever you want.

When you’re back from school, we will drag you to the shop and show you around. Maybe your new BOYFRIEND wants to take along too.

Hope you stay out of trouble and have many snogging sessions

With love your elders (bc you are the baby😉)

Harry wears a small smile on his face, feeling a bit more at ease after reading the letter.

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,,Sorry Harry, I can't help you with that.” Neville says apologetic. ,,I barely managed to learn Occlumency myself.”

Harry nods.

Well there goes his idea to get to the next level of his Occlumency trainings.

He is on a Muh point in his training at the moment. Harry learned the mediation technique Remus had shown him, had learned to clear his head and to build a mental wall to protect his thoughts.
But he didn't know how effective the wall really is, what would happen when somebody really trys to enter his mind?
Harry is sure he would definitely notice, he has a good sense for his own magical core now. But would he be able to keep them out, to force them back out of his head?
Such things could only be tested and evidently learned, by trying. He needs someone he trusts, to try and get into his head.

Remus had told him he should just focus on the exercises he can do alone, and they will test Harrys mental Defences Winter break. But Harry doesn't want to wait that long.

But if Nev can't help him...

He is the only one Harry had told about him being an Heir. Harry wouldn't have to worry with Neville going in his head.
He wouldn't jug him for what he maybe would see.

The twins aren't an option. Harry knows he can trust them, but he really doesn't want either of them in his head.
He isn't sure how they would react to whatever they maybe would see...
Plus, he is pretty sure they once said they suck at mind magic.

But if Nev can't help him he would have to wait till winter break.

Unless...

There is one other option.

But is he ready for what this would mean?

Could he do it?

He should think this through.

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,,Harry!”

Draco snaps his fingers in front of Harrys face.

The other boy blinks at him, looking like he had been miles away.

,,Sorry”
,,If you're not going to pay attention to what I'm trying to explain, I will stop helping you with your homework.”
,,Sorry Draco. I didn't mean to space out.” the raven head apologises.
Draco just hums.

He had noticed that Harry has been spacing out a lot lately.

It's weird.

It's not his normal spacing out, daydreaming.
He appears to be deep in thought about something, an almost troubled look on his face.
And every time the blond snaps him out of it, Harry gets a bit shifty

,,What's up with you?”
,,Nothing “Harry says and refocuses on his homework. ,,Can you explain this again?” his voice a bit of a plea.
,,Can you tell me what's up with you .” Draco ask again, voice softer.

Grey eyes staring down into green once. Daring Harry to lie again.

Harry doesn't look away but he doesn't answer either.

,,You know you can tell me what's going on in your mind. I do really care.”

Harrys eyes soften and a smile appears on his face.

Then he reaches for Dracos shirt collar and yanks him into a kiss.
The kiss is messy and causes Draco to abandon all his thoughts.

Chapter Text

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Harry is pacing in the Astrometry tower, fumbling with his ring.

He needs to talk to Draco.

He has been thinking about telling Draco for a few days now.

Draco is growing suspicious? No. Concerned? about his behaviour.

Harry isn't sure if this is the right thing to do, but the way Draco looks at him, the way he had told Harry yesterday, that he does care.
It makes Harry want to do it.
Not caring if its right or not.

It's not that he doesn't trust Draco, that he has been unsure if he should do it.

It's what it means if he does trust Draco with his secrets.

What it means for them.

What it means for Draco.

What he will have to ask of Draco.

He isn't sure if that's a thing he should or could ask of Draco.

They rarely talk about the heavy topic between them.

The fact that they officially, are on opposite sides of the upcoming war.

Sure, Harry knows that Draco doesn't share the same Values is father has.
He even had asked Harry to help him be better, to know better.

Draco knows Harry is training for when the war reaches them.

But they never had talked about the big stuff.

The fact that they officially, are on opposite sides of the upcoming war.

That would make it too real.

But if Harry asks Draco to do this, to go inside his head. They have to talk about it.

Harry has to many secrets.

He will have to ask Draco to keep everything save and not tell anyone.

Harry is sure Draco would do that.

But he will be, by the extend of it, be asking Draco to betray his family.

To choose Harry over his family.

Can Harry really do that?

They haven't even been a couple for a month, can he really ask that of Draco ?

YES, Dracos family is on the wrong site, but they are still his family, and Draco was raised to value family more than anything.

Is Draco willing to step away from them ?

Is he strong enough?

Does he plan to stay with them despite knowing they are wrong?

Can he ask him to betray his family for Harry ?

Harry feels restless, to many questions in his head. For days those questions have been nagging on him.

In the end there is only one solution. He has to talk to Draco .
They need to have this conversation, they have been avoiding since this all started.

Harry isn't sure they are ready for this conversation.

That he is ready for it.

But he opened pandoras box with the thought of asking Draco for Occlumency lessons.
His thoughts had been spiralling since then. He needs those answers, regardless if he can handle them. And Draco's behaviour makes him think, that maybe this will work out.

So, he is pacing in the Astrometry tower, waiting for Draco.

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Harry is pacing, fumbling with his neckless, when Draco enters the tower.

That troubled look back on his face. He doesn't even notice Draco approaching him, so stuck in his head is he.
As Draco gets closer to his boyfriend, he sees that, for the first time Harry isn't fumbling with his neckless through his shirt but has , whatever is attached to the neckless, directly in his hand.

,,Harry.” ,the blond trys to get his attention.

Harry startles and whips around to stare at Draco.

He doesn't stop fumbling with his neckless.

,,Hey.” he says nervously.
,,You wanna tell me what's going on ?” Draco can't hide the slight worry in his voice.
Harry nods.
,,Okay then tell me.”

The other boy takes a deep breath and then starts talking.
,,So, I’ve been thinking of asking you something, but I'm not sure if I can ask you this. Because ...Because it's not a simple think...It...
It would mean that we have to have that conversation we aren't having...and...and I'm not sure if we...if I'm ready for that.
I mean we haven't even been together for that long....”

Harry had started pacing again.
It makes Draco nervous.

,, But those questions are driving me crazy. I need to know...but...but “

,,You're scared of my answer?” Draco guess, his voice soft.

He has a suspicion where this conversation is going. And Harry is right, he isn't sure if they are ready for this conversation either, but he already had made up his mind.

,,Yes.” Harry breaths out.

Before Draco can tell him, that he can ask him anything, Harry rambles on.

,, Because I don't want to lose this, I know this isn't just a simple crush. I look into your eyes, and I feel save because of the way you look at me.
This is something real. But if this is something real, I need to ask those questions. But if I ask you, maybe this will end because ...”Harry shakes his head.
,, I can't ask that of you..” he mumbles.

Draco huffs out a breath.
Harrys behaviour is making him anxious.

He stops his pacing, by holding him in place on his shoulders.

,,Harry look at me.”

Harry looks up at the blonde.
Draco thinks he looks like he doesn't know if he wants to cry or to scream.

,,Harry ask me what you want to know.” Draco demands softly.

,,I wanted to ask you for Occlumency lessons.”

Draco blinks at him, that wasn't what he thought would come out of Harrys mouth.

,,But if I ask you for that, I would essentially ask you to choose me over your family.!“

Ah, there it is.

,,Because you would learn things almost nobody knows. And I KNOW you would keep them save. But I would ask you to betray your family, and I know that's not ....”

Draco melts a bit on the inside, as Harry says that.
Because this means Harry does trust Draco.

Trust isn't the problem.

He doesn't want to push Draco.
Harry doesn't want to make Draco choose a side.

They both know he has to choose, he can't have both. He can't be with Harry and be loyal to his family.

To his father.

But Harry understands that this is an impossible thing to ask of someone like Draco.

Or it should be. Because Draco had already chosen.

And even if he hadn't already, he would choose Harry in a heartbeat now, even more than before.
Because Harry cares about what Draco wants.
How Draco feels.

His father doesn't. Never has.

,,Harry.” Draco says softly while guiding them down into a sitting position.

,,Harry, I need you to listen to me.” he takes the raven heads hands in his, to gets his full attention. He hadn't stopped fumbling with his neckless.

Green eyes stare into his.

,, You don't have to ask me to choose. I already did.” he says matter of factly. Then his voice gets softer again.
,, I'm with you. Because this is real and I want us. I don't know how we’re gone do this. Or what will happen when I defy my father. BUT I will stand with you. I'm on your side.

YOU ARE MY BOYFRIEND.YOU ARE MY FAMILY NOW.AND MERLIN HELP ANYONE WHO TOUCHES YOU.”

Harrys eyes are full of emotions, and he smiles at Draco.

,,Did you get that into that thick skull of yours?” the blond asks while poking at Harrys forehead.

,,Yes.” Harry nods.

Then he wrenches his hands out of Dracos grip and pushes the blond down on the ground before he smashes their lips together.
Draco moves his hands into Harrys hair, tucking lightly on it. Harry groans against his mouth and Draco slips his tongue into the others mouth.
Draco lets out a sound himself when his and Harrys tongues move against each other.

When Harry eventually leans back a bit to catch his breath, Draco stays where he is on the ground, staring up at his boyfriend.

Then something shiny between them catches his attention.

Harrys neckless is hanging between them, the object Harry hides under his shirt, hovering over Dracos nose.
Draco squints his eyes at it. Harry follows his eyes focusing on the object.

,,Is that a...” Draco reaches up, trying to grab it.
Harry flinches slightly but otherwise does nothing. He just watches Draco taking the ring in between his fingers, examining it.

Draco sits up a bit to get a better look of the ring. Being careful not to tuck at it to much.

,,That’s n Heir ring.” Draco finally says.

He looks back up into Harrys eyes. Finger still moving over the engraved Potter Family Quest.

,,Yes.” Harry breaths out, holding Dracos stare.

,,Since when?”
,, Found out 3th week of summer break.”

Draco grimaces

,,What do you mean found out?” It couldn’t mean what Draco thinks it means can it ?

Harry shifts sitting back down on the ground and waits for Draco to sit back up again before speaking again.

,,I mean, I didn't know ...I went to Gringotts, and they told me.”
,,What do you mean you didn't know?” Draco is getting irritated again.
,,You mean nobody told you . Ever?!”

Harry nods, then looks confused at Draco

,,You thought I knew ?”
,,That you´re an heir ? Yes.” Draco scoffs.
,,Why?” Harry asks .
,,Why? Because why not? That’s your birth right. Why didn't you know?” Draco is getting angry, not at Harry but at the situation.

,,But I never acted like an Heir, why did you think I knew?”
,,I just thought you didn't care, like the Weasleys. We all thought that. It just made sense that they infected you with their uncaring attitude. “
Harry winkles his nose at that comment.
,,But they didn't tell you. Not even your supposedly best friend?”
,,I don't think Ron knows. He can be quite oblivious." It’s Harrys turn to scoff.

,,Sirius wanted to tell me but there wasn't really time for that kind of conversation until this summer and by then...”

,,You already found out.”

Something clicks in Dracos brain ,,That’s why ...”

,,Why I wasn't shitty to you at the club?” Harry slightly mocks him.

Draco glares at him. Harry has a shy smile on his face

,,I already started reading up on all that Pureblood stuff, so yes I started understanding your behaviour a bit better and seeing you at the club just showed me that you aren't such a prat, that you always pretend to be.”
Harry had leant into his space while saying the last part.
,,And you looked gorgeous.” he whispers, his breath ghosting over Dracos lips.

Before Draco can do anything, he leans back out of his space.

Draco feels the heat in his cheeks, it takes him a few seconds to from a really sentences again. He clears his throat.
,,That mind-set change of yours, probably came from finding that out too?” his voice isn't as steady as he would like it to be.
,, It defiantly strengthened it, but I already had started to rethink a few things by that point. But yes, visiting Gringotts gave me information, that changed a lot for me.”

Draco frowns at that phrasing. ,,Is there more you learned at Gringotts then, that you are n Heir?”

Harry hesitates, his gaze flicking between Draco's eyes and his hand, that's still playing with Harrys neckless, and back to his eyes again.

,,Yes.” he breaths out heavy.

Draco isn't sure ,if he should push for that information or not.
If Harry wants to tell him but isn't used to trusting people or if he doesn't want to tell Draco.

So, he just nods ,,Okay”

Harrys posture softens, as he realizes that Draco isn't about to push him on that information.

,,So, who knows?” Draco asks after a beat.
,,At school? Neville. Just Neville.”
,,Oh.”
,,I don't really want to make it a big thing right know...”Harry mumbles, eyes not looking directly at Draco, instead he is back staring at Dracos hand.

,,Is that why you’re wearing the ring under your shirt.” the blond asks softly, before releasing the ring .

Harry nods.

Draco takes Harrys chin into his hand and makes him look at him again.

Grey staring into Green.

,,That’s clever. Let the others think you don't know who you are. Let them underestimate you.
And when you're ready they won't see it coming. Wouldn’t be ready for Harry James Potter Heir of the noble House of Potter .” his voice is found and fierce at the same time.

Harry stares at Draco with so much emotion, he could drown in them. Harrys look is so soft.

Then a smirk creeps up om his face.

,,You have one thing wrong though.” Harrys voice full of mischief.

Draco quirks an eyebrow at him.

,,It will be Harry James Potter BLACK who they have to deal with.”

,,WHAT!” Draco falls a bit back from the shock. Harry catches the front of his shirt before he can really fall backwards.

The raven head just smirks at him. Apparently pleased with Dracos reaction.

,,Did you just say Black??!”
,,Yup” he has the nerve to pop the p.
,,Explain please.” Draco demands.

,,Sooo” Harry drags out while playing with the front of Dracos shirt.
,,Apparently Sirius adopted me by magic, when I was a baby.”

Draco stares at him

,,Your kidding.”
,,No”
,, That must have been an awkward conversation ...”
,,Yes and No. I already saw him as my family so knowing that he actually IS ...”Harry trails off again.

Draco hums understanding what Harry means.

,,So, what's the plan for getting him pardoned?”

The other looks confused at him.

,,He is your real Guardian, I assume there is a plan in place, so that he can actually take care of you . Especially when you can't trust Dumbledore.” he explains.
,,Oh..” Harry clearly hadn't thought Draco would think about that.
,,Sirius is working on it, but I don't know what they are doing. They won't tell me. But the plan is that it will be sorted before the end of this school year.” Harry tells him.
,, But until then we don't really want people to know, but Sirius said I could tell the people I trust. Soo ...”

If Harry wanted to say anything else, it died in his throat because Draco kissed him just then.

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,,You know if I'm gone teach you Occlumency, the least you can do is teach me some more DADA. “ Draco say while finishing up his essay.

,,Oh, and why is that?”
,,Because since I'm stuck with you now, I would like to make sure we both survive this shit show.” the blond says in an annoyed tone, that Harry doesn't buy for a second.

He shifts his head faking to think about that.
,,You’re probably right, that would make sense.” Harry says in a fake serious tone.

Now Draco LOOKS annoyed.

,,But Oh, why would you assume, that I could teach you anymore, then we learn in class ?”

,,Harry.” Dracos voice has gone just a bit sharper.

Harry just blinks innocently at him.

,,POTTER”

Uh now Draco really is annoyed.

Harry holds his hands up ,,Okay, okay. “

,,Don't test me Potter.” Draco drawls.

,,But it’s sooo muuch fun.” Harry says before kissing Draco on his cheek.

,,What do you want me to teach you ?”
,,What CAN you teach me ?”
,,Well, there are the basic duelling spells, then of course some advents shields” Harry starts counting with his fingers ,,Remus had shown me some more dangerous duelling spells, the few weeks before school, and I don't know maybe some charms.”

The blond shifts his head to think about the options.

,,Maybe we should start with the basic duelling spells, test how rusty you're.” Harry teases.

Draco makes an offended noise and turns his head back at Harry.
,,Did you just say I'm rusty ?!”

Harry smirks.

,,You do know I know quite a few duelling spells and hexes.”
,,But you haven't used them in a while. Who is to say that you can still do it.” the shorter boy shrugs.
,,Oh don't worry Potter I can still hex you two ways to Sunday.” the blond growls, leaning closer to Harry.
,,Oh really ? Prove it.” Harry mocks him, his breath ghosting the others lips.

Before Draco can react ,Harry stands up and moves to the front of the empty classroom.
He can feel Draco starring at his back. He turns around and nods at him. ,,Are you coming ?”

When Draco just keeps starring, he ads ,,Or are you scared Malfoy?”

That gets Draco out of his chair and moving towards Harry. ,,You wish Potter.”

And then Harry is deflecting a sting hex send his way.

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,,What happened to you?” Neville asks concerned when Harry enters the common room 15 minutes before curfew.

The twins heads turn in unison to him at that. ,, You look like you have been moulted or something.”

Harry glares at them, before dropping down on the floor next to Nevilles feet. He leans his back against the couch Neville and the twins are sitting on.
He is still breathing heavily, he feels exhausted. But he is also, at the same time worked up and restless.

,,Seriously Harry what happened to you, you look a bit like a mess.” Neville slightly nudges him with his feet.

The boy in question opens his eyes, not even remembering when he closed them, to look up at his friends. Debating what to tell his friends, what could excuse the state Harry is in right now.
He could hardly tell them that he has been duelling with Draco for over an hour. That he is exhausted from all the dodging and deflecting.
That his wrinkled clothes are not only a result of training but the start of a make out session,which had abruptly ended when Draco had remembered that he had prefect duty's tonight.
That that's the reason he is all worked up inside.

Before he can make up his mind on what to tell them George opens his mouth
,, A BIT ?! He is covered in sweat, he his breathing like he just ran a marathon, his cloths are a whole mess of its own and” he squints at Harry ,, are the hems of your shirt singed ?! ”

Harry looks down at his sleeves.
,,Oh” he says as he sees the singed hems of his shirt sleeves.

It appears he hadn’t been quite careful enough when he deflected Draco's Incendio.

,,What do you mean OH, didn't you noticed that your sleeves are burned ?” Nev looks at him in shock.
,,Not really.” Harry says honestly.

He moves to see the others better and winces. Draco had gotten quite a few hits in.
Not as many as the blond would have liked but enough to cause Harrys exhausted body discomfort.

,,Honestly Harry what did you do ?”
,,If I tell you that it's nothing you need to worry about, will you guys stop asking ?” he sighs out.

The other three boys look from him to each other, then nod.
,,If you say you got it under control, then we trust you.” Fred says.
,,Thank you.” Harry breaths out and lets his head fall back against the coach. He wants to go shower, but he is to tired to stand up just jet.

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,,You sure about this ?” Draco searches Harrys eyes for any sign of doubt.
,,Yes.” green eyes staring back.

,, Okay, I will just try to enter your mind. Testing how strong your mental defences are. As soon as I'm in, I will exit again, okay?”

Harry nods.
Then he closes his eyes and breaths in deeply. Clearly trying to clear his head and stabilising his mental defensive.

A few moments later he nods and Draco cast the spell.

It feels like his mind is falling forward into Harrys. But he is stopped just as he is about to enter Harrys mind.
Draco pushes against the invisible wall. There is a moment that feels like he is floating through syrup but than he is in one of Harrys memories. He recognises the Great Hall, before exiting Harrys mind.

Green eyes blink at him, coming back to his surroundings.

,,So how did I do ?” Harry asks still a little out of it.
,,Are you okay ? “ Draco asks instead.
,,Yeah, yeah.” Harry waves away the blonds concern. ,,How did I do?”

Draco sighs. Sometimes his boyfriend could be so simpleminded.

,,So, there is definitely a wall there, but it didn't take me much effort to get through it. Did you feel the intrusion?”
Harry nods. ,,Yeah, it felt weird like something, or someone is slithering into my mind. “
Draco hums, understanding. ,,Try to push against that feeling, to strengthen your wall when you get that feeling. Let's try again.”

They repeat this a few times, before Draco finally decides that's enough for tonight.

,,But you can still enter my mind with ease.” Harry protests.
,,Harry, you won't master this in one session.” Draco rubs his temple. ,,These kinds of things take time and many sessions of training. “

Harry looks a bit disappointed.

Draco nudges his chin to make him look at him.
,,You got a feeling for it today. That’s a good start. Don't overdo it. If you aren't careful with this kind of magic it can have nasty side effects. So, listen to me when I tell you it's enough for now.”

,,Okayy.” the raven head gives in.

Draco smirks. ,,Besides you have to for fill your end of the bargaining too. And there isn't that much time left until curfew.”

Harry perks up at that. ,,Oh right “a smirk of its own appears on the shorter boys face.
,, You want me to tell you exactly why your immobilising spell sucks.”

,,Excuse you! It doesn't suck. I just want to know how to improve it.” Draco huffs out.

Harry leans into Dracos space. ,,It sucks.”
,,It certainly does not.”
,,Your form sucks.” Harrys lips curl, clearly amused by Dracos stubbornness.
,,You suck.” Draco scoffs at him.

Harrys smirk takes a form, Draco would almost call evil. He moves so that his lips hover over Dracos ear.

,,If you want me to, I can do that.”

Draco is stunned into silence.

He did not just say that!

Draco swallows hard. Harrys words causing a shiver threw his entire body.
It doesn't help that Harry hasn't moved away from his ear and his now lightly biting his earlobe.

,,Harry” Draco breaths out.

The other just hums.
He continues playing with Dracos earlobe a few moments longer before he says,
,,Ah right you wanted to train. You wanted me to show you how to IMPROVE your spell-work.” with that he leans away and stands up from the ground.

Draco feels like he has whiplash.

Harry did not just do that.

Again.

He did not just tease Draco just to get up and leave him sitting there. For the favour of training?

He did not just do that again.

Harry had done that yesterday too.

He looks up at his boyfriend.

The boy in question has his face sculled in fake innocent. He raises a questing eyebrow at Draco.

,,Asshole.”, Draco scoffs at him, before standing up. Harry just smiles like he doesn't know what Draco is talking about.

Draco is going to kill Harry.

Because Harry has the audacity to have his hands all over Draco, while adjusting his form.
Standing directly behind Draco while he casts the spell, to adjust his form.
He manhandles Dracos entire body into the correct form.

Draco is losing it. He can barely focus on the things Harry is explaining.

After Harry had already started railing him up before this, he can’t handle this much physical contact.
Every touch from Harry is like a spark, even the feather light owns, he uses to slightly nudge Draco in the right position again.

When Harry places his hands on Dracos hips to slightly adjust his body again, Draco loses all his remaining willpower.

,,Enough.” he says with a low voice.

Harry immediately stills and looks up at him questing.

Draco fists Harrys collar and pushes him back until his back hits a wall.
Then he crashes their lips together. Harry melts against him, opening his mouth and Draco wastes no time slipping his tongue in it.
While his tongue is exploring Harrys mouth, his hands start wandering down and under Harrys Shirt. He can feel Harry shiver against his touch, as he slides his hand up his back.

Harrys hands are in Dracos hair, holding Dracos head in place. But Draco still removes his mouth form Harrys, in favour to attack his neck.
He doesn't get very far because of Harrys stupid shirt collar. So, he starts to undo the first few buttons.
Harry moans when his hand brushes Harrys exposed chest.
Draco latches on to Harrys neck again, while at the same time sneaking his hand back under Harrys shirt and places it against his chest, applying just the tiniest of pressure.

,,Dracoo.” Harry moans.

The blond bites down at his neck and earns another noise.
Draco is entranced by the noises Harry is making.
His mouth is wandering down from his neck to his collarbone and Harry starts to dig his fingers into Dracos back.
Draco can't supress the noise it drags out of him.
In retaliation he sucks hard at the sensitive spot above Harrys collarbone.

,,Dracoo..please.”

Draco smirks and says against Harrys skin.
,, That’s what you get for railing me up and then leaving me sitting on the floor. “

Then Draco moves to the exposed skin of Harrys chest. He places an open mouth kiss there and a full body shiver goes through Harry.
Draco can’t help it and sucks at the skin, wondering what reaction he will get.
Because this is new, this is the first time his mouth had moved below Harrys collarbone.
Sure, they had heavy make out sessions but, the most they did until now where hands under the shirt.

So Draco sucks hard at Harrys skin. And the reaction is immediately.

Harrys hips buckle and he cries out Dracos name. Draco is so surprised by this, his eyes snap up to Harrys.

Green eyes are staring at him, glazed with lust.

Draco shortly wonders if they should keep going or stop. Then Harry presses up against Dracos hand, that's still on his chest while simultaneously dragging Draco closer.
The blonds worry fly out the window and his mouth his back at Harrys chest, sucking, biting and kissing the same spot over and over again.
Meanwhile Harry continues to moan and hold on to Dracos shoulders.

Draco changes his stand so that every time Harrys hips buckle, they brush against him.
All of it drives Draco insane but he doesn't want to stop either.

Dracos second hand starts to wander from Harrys lower back to his side ,traveling up and down.
And that is seemingly all it took for Harry to go over the edge.

He groans out Darcos name louder than ever before, his hips buckle franticly and then he goes completely still.

Draco releases Harrys skin and watches his reaction.
And that is what does it for Draco, seeing Harry lose himself just from that.

Just form Dracos touch.

He leans in and moans into the kiss while the wave of pleasure hits him.

They collapse against each other and slide down the wall to sit at the ground.
Draco moves to sit beside Harry, who wastes no time to lean his head on Dracos shoulder.

,,If that is what happens when I rail you up, I'm gone do that more often now.” Harrys voice is a bit shaky.
Draco snorts at him. ,,Be careful what you wish for.”
Harry just smiles up at him.

Then he wrinkles his nose but before Draco can ask, a wave of magic washes over him and takes away the stickiness in his pants.
Dracos eyes widen.

,,Did you just do that wandless AND wordlessly?” he asks Harry bewildered.
Harry just shrugs. ,,Maybe.”

Draco shakes his head at him.
,,You do know that isn't normal right?”
Harry shrugs again, seemingly unfazed by the level of magic he can do.

,,Do you even realise how powerful you are? Do you even care?”

Harry just smiles at him.

,,You’re hopeless Potter.” The blond concludes but his voice is full of wonder.

The boy in question just cuddles closer into his side.

They stay like that a little while longer before they have to go back to their dorms.

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Harry looks up from his book, when he notices someone approaching him.
Surprise written on his face because Hermione is standing before him.

He quirks an eyebrow at her. ,,Yes ?”

She fiddles with her hands, voice lacking her normal demanding ton. ,,Can we talk ?”

Harry looks at her a moment longer, trying to figure out what exactly she wants. Then he stands up from the sofa with a ,, Sure.”
He gestures her to follow and walks to an abandoned corner of the common room. He leans against the wall, waiting for Hermione and immediately putting up a muffle charm around them.

,,So you wanted to talk...” , Harry says when Hermione doesn’t .

,,Look I don’t know what’s going on right now, but I hate that we aren’t talking. “

When Harry doesn’t say anything, she continues

,, I know Ron can be a thickhead, but can’t we talk this out ?”
,,Mione, I’m not compromising me being myself, just for Ron to be comfortable. He is old enough to suck it up and not be a Git ”
,,But you know how he is. “
,,Exactly.” Harry bites out. ,,Last year he didn’t believe me when I said I didn’t put my name in the Goblet and chose to ignore me for weeks.
Why would I want him as a friend if he lets me fall every time things don’t go like he likes them to go ?”

Hermione stares at the ground, clearly not knowing what to say.

,,Honestly Mione, I don’t understand why you are so determined to stick with him.”

Her head snaps up at that. ,,Because you two are my best friends.” She says without a doubt in her voice.

Harry shakes his head. ,,Just make sure he doesn’t take you for granted. “

,,And what about us ?”
,,Look, I don’t know if Ron and I will ever be okay again, but our friendship solely depends on the two of us.
If you can accept that I have changed and be okay with it, then I see no problem. I just won’t be hanging out with you, when Ron is around. “

Hermione nods slowly. ,,I can do that.”
Harry relaxes a bit and smiles at her.

,,I mean it could become quite difficult to split my time between you two but...”
The raven head shakes his head again.
,,How about we study together tomorrow after lunch ? Ron will definitely not join me for that ?”
,,Sure.” Harry pushes himself of the wall, making a move to leave.

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Harry and Hermione are sitting in the library, working on their homework. Hermione on DADA and Harry on Charms.
They have been sitting here for a while.

The brunette let’s out a frustrated sigh.

,,What is it ?” Harry asks leaning over to see her paper.
,,This is so dry, I can’t anymore. DADA is supposed to be a practical subject. “
,,You don’t have to tell me that.” Harry agrees. ,,Try practicing spells, when we aren’t allowed to use these spells. “

Hermione looks at him confused. ,,What spells are you practicing?”
,,The once Remus showed me before school started.” he reminds her.
,,OH, right...” ,,Is that why you always disappear in the evenings?”

Harry doesn’t miss a beat. ,,Yes. Can’t really train in the common room, can I ?”
If she’s giving him this excuse for his absence, he will take it. Plus, it’s technically not a complete lie. He's just not training alone and not all the time.

,,Makes sense.”

Suddenly a spark appears in the girl’s eyes.

,,What ?” Harry asks with caution. ,,That’s your I have an idea face.”

,,Why don’t you teach us?”
,,What ??”
,,Think about it. Who better to teach us then YOU. And we both know we have every reason to learn more DADA.”
,,Who is this us ?” Harry asks irritated.
,,Everybody who wants to learn .” Hermione shrugs.

Harry just stares at her.

,,Come on, this is a good idea.”
,,I mean you’re right we don’t learn shit this year and we all need to be prepared but...I don’t know. “

A movement of blonde hair catches his attention for a second, before he refocuses on Hermione again.

,, I’m not sure this is a good idea Mione. “
,,Think about it .” she insists while Harry is starting to pack his things. ,,Are you done studying?”
,,Yeah, my essay is done and I have something to do before dinner.” He says while standing up. ,,I will think about your idea.” he promises before leaving the library.

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,,That was fast” Draco says, as Harry enters the empty classroom.

Harry just hums, locking the door behind him.

,,What happened?” the blond asks, his tone even.
,,What?” ,Harry asks confused.
,,You’re doing your thinking face.” Draco points out.

,,I have a thinking face?”

,,Yes. It’s deeply disturbing when you do it.” Draco states.
,,Ah.”
,,So what happened? What did Granger do?”

Harry opens his mouth but before he can answer his boyfriend, he cuts him of. ,,And don’t tell me, we will talk about it later or it’s not important or some shit. I’m not going into your head, when you’re clearly unfocused.”
Harry flinches a bit at how on point Draco is.

,,Fine.” He sighs in defeat.,,Mione had the idea, that I should give like DADA classes or something like that. But I don’t know...”

,, I think it’s a good idea. You should do it.” Draco says while stepping closer.

,,Really ?!” Harry looks at him surprised.

Draco takes Harrys hands, which had been fumbling with his ring again. Harry hasn’t even noticed.
,,Yes.” ,the blond says firmly.
,,You know more about the use of these spells, then most seven years. You Know more spells then the seven years. “

Harry looks at him sceptical.

,,Yes, you do. Even though you yourself are still learning you're better than every other student. “
,, But just because I know a few more spells doesn't mean I’m a good teacher.” The raven head argues.
,, Harry you haven’t even been teaching me a full week, and I already made big progress.”

That’s true. Draco had already made good progress at correcting his form and is now almost as good as Harry at the basic duelling spells. It had cost him a multitude on bruises this week.

Maybe he could teach other students.

But teaching Draco is different. It’s not the same as teaching other people.

,,The only difference between teaching me and teaching them, is that I’m your boyfriend.” Draco says, like he had read his mind.

,,I guess, that’s true. And if you and Hermione think I could do it then maybe I should.” Harry thinks out loud.

,,One rule” Draco says leaning down into Harrys face.
The shorter boy blinks at him confused ,,Yes?”

,,No being touchy with anyone but me.” The blond growls.

A shiver runs down Harrys entire body.
,,Draco...I will have to touch them to correct their stands and stuff.”, he trys to reason. He of course, would never do anything remotely like he does when he corrects Dracos stands.

,,Then poke them with your wand, for all that I care.” His voice is deep and his breath ghosts over Harrys lips. It messes with Harrys brain.

Draco takes Harrys chin and tilts it up, their lips separate by just a few millimetres. ,,You're mine, you’re not touching them.”
,,Possessive much?” ,Harry breaths out before he can stop himself. He shouldn’t tease Draco right now, not with that dangerous look on his face.

,,YES.” Draco growls against his lips.

And for a second Harry can see something different in those grey eyes. He can see a hint of fear and desperation. And Harry understands.

So, when Draco says ,, Say it.”

He doesn’t hesitate.

,,All yours. I’m not gone touch them. “ his voice so soft it’s a complete contrast to Draco’s deep and gruff growl.

Draco’s eyes widen, the grey in his eyes reduced to a small ring. Then he closes the gap between their lips and Harry goes almost limp in his grip.
A Hand appears at the small of his back, steadying him. Draco moves from his mouth to his ear. Nipping at Harrys earlobe, causing soft moans to escape Harrys mouth.

,,Say it again” the blond whispers in his ear.
,,Only yours. You’re the only one.” The shorter boy whines out.

A thank you is ghosting against Harry ear before, Draco suddenly bits down right under it.
Draco takes his time abusing the spot, biting and sucking at the skin. Harry there while can’t keep quiet.

Draco eventually moves back and inspects his new artwork on Harrys neck. He nods satisfied, gives it a short kiss and then takes a step back.
Harry whines at the loss of Draco’s touch.

,,Now that that’s settled, we can do what we originally planned on doing. Occlumency lesson. “The blond says with a straight face.

,,What ?” the shorter one whines again. ,,But Dracooo...”

The other smirks ,, Not so fun when you’re the one who gets teased, is it ?”
Harry pouts at him.
,,Stop pouting.” Draco laughs at him. ,,Maybe if you do good, we will counite this afterwards.”

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,,Okay, I will do it.” Harry flops down on the sofa, beside Hermione. The girl jumps a little, apparently startled by him, to focused on her book to have noticed him enter the common room.

,,Really ? You already made up your mind? It’s barley been a day.”

The boy nods. Hermione squints her eyes at him. Looking so intensely at Harry, that he worries she can see throw the glamour on his neck.

After a moment she relaxes again. ,,That’s great.”

,,But if we are doing this, we have to do it right. There are things we must plan out first.”

,,Sure.” Minoe makes a gesture for him to continue but before Harry does, he scans the room and decides to put up a privacy ward around them.

,,First, we must find a way to make sure we don't get caught.
Make sure that that whoever comes to those lessons won’t or better can't tell on us. “
,,You think people would snitch on us ?”
,,If pressured, yes.”

Hermione hums.

,,Second, we need a place.”
,,Maybe an old unused classroom?” Mione suggest.
,,Maybe.. “
,,Anything else?”

,,Yes. And this is very important Mione. I need you to hear me out on this. “

Harry locks eyes with her.

,,EVERYBODY is allowed to come.”

Hermione looks confused
,,Of course Harry, why do you think I wouldn't want that? Of course, it's not only our friends. “

,,Mione Everybody. Not just Gryffindor. “

,,I mean if there are Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws who want to come. Sure.” Hermione says.

Harry stares her down when he says ,,And Slytherin.”

The reaction is not as violent as he suspected but still

,,,You can't be serious Harry ? “ she shout-whispers.

,,I am.” he says firmly.

,,They are ..”

,,If you're going to say their are all evil, I will tell you that that's just as prejudice as saying, muggleborns aren't as powerful as purebloods.
And we are too old to believe such stupid mindsets “

Hermione is staring at him, mouth slightly open.

He had apparently stun her into silence.

,,It's stupid to say a house makes you evil. Every house has produced supporters of Voldemort.
But everybody just focuses on Slytherin. Why ? Because it's easy. That doesn't make it right. “

Hermione moves her mouth, to say something but Harry just carries on.

,,Sure, Slytherins have a tenancy to be mean and rude and say questionable things. But did you ever stop and try to understand.
The thing is, most Slytherins that act that way are purebloods, and they are raised by their family believes and values.
They are taught to hate anything that's not deemed fit by their family, to look down on people, to act like they are better.
And they're not allowed to go against those believes. So, of course they behave like that. They don't know any other way.
They don't necessary want to be who they are, but they do it out of pressure and fear.
They don't know any other way. Nobody is showing them one.
How are they supposed to learn, when they are isolated from everybody else?
How are they supposed to find the strength to be their own person, if they have no support? “

Hermione blinks at him.

Harry can see her brain working. Processing everything he just told her.

“...So you want to include them to sway them?”, she asks slowly.

,,To show them there are possibilities, to show them we see them. To offer them help without them having to asks. “

,,Because the war will reach us all and if we can make a mend with them now, they won't follow their parents. They will stand with us and not against us.”, Hermione concludes.

Harry nods.

Hermione hesitates but then ,, But how will you get them to come. You're not exactly their favourite person.”

,,I have an idea for that.” ,,And don't ask me what.", he adds, when the brunette opens her mouth.

,,Fine.” she sights.

The two of them sit there for a while longer debating, planning, plotting their idea.

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Harry and Neville are sitting outside, doing homework. Like they often do.

,,Hey Nev.” Harry says.
,,mmm?” the other hums.
,,How well do you know the other heirs ?”

Neville looks up at that. His attention now solely on Harry.
,,Most of them I have a good relationship with. I mean I have known them my whole life.
There are a few I don't know that good, despite that though. “

Harry nods.

,,Why do you ask Harry? You want to meet them ?”
,,Not exactly.”

Neville looks at him curiously.

,,Mione and I are thinking about giving extra DADA lessons. In secret. “

Nev's eyes widen the slides bit.

,,And I want EVERYBODY, who wants to, to attend. No matter what house or what year.”
A smile appears on Nevilles face.
,,But I don't quite have a connection to the other houses. “
,,And you thought I could help with that by speaking to the other heirs. Heirs I trust.”

The raven head smirks at his friend.

,,Yeah sure, I can do that, no problem. I should be able to get it to the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. Slytherin thought. That, I can't promise you. “

,,Don't worry about Slytherin.” Harry waves him off. ,,I got them covert. I think...”

Nev raises an eyebrow at that. ,,Oh, do you?” his tone is more teasing, then anything.

,,What's with that tone?” Harry asks a bit defensive. Not because he truly cares but out of habit.
A habit of keeping everything close to his chest and try to hide what's really going on with him.

Neville just keeps smiling and says ,, Oh nothing. “

Harry gives him a suspicious look before looking back at his homework.
Neville chooses the exact moment of Harry picking up his book to say

,, I'm sure you got A Slytherin covert.”

The book slips out of Harrys grip and lands on the ground with a dull sound.

Harry whips his head back around to stare at his friend.

,,What ?”

,,Come on Harry, you have glamoured Hickeys at least 3 times in the last few weeks. You're glamouring one right now.” Nev laughs lightly.

,,How..?”

,,I saw them before you put the glamour on one morning.”

Oh...

Okay , so Neville knows that he is seeing someone, but Harry has the suspicion that he knows exactly who Harry is getting his Hickeys from.

,,Okay, but why do you think it's a snake?” Harry raises an eyebrow at Neville now.

,,Because when you connect everything I know about you, to the fact that you don't fight with Malfoy anymore, you disappear and reappear totally racked, plus the way you look at him, when nobody notices.
It's not that hard. “

Harry just stares for a second at his friend.
Then he says ,,Why is me coming back totally racked a sign that it’s Malfoy ?”

,,Because Harry, nobody can get under your skin, gets you that worked up, then Draco Malfoy.”

Harry has nothing to say to that. Neville is right.

He just sights.

Neville nudges him against the shoulder.
,,Hey, don't worry, I don't think anybody else has it figured out. And I don't really care, as long as you're happy. “

A soft smile sneaks into Harrys face.

,,And you don't have to tell me how it happened, or anything about you two at all if you don't want to. Just know if you want to, you can.” Neville says with care in his voice.

,,Thanks Nev.” Harry says gratefully.

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,,I need your help with something.” Is the greeting Draco gets, when he enters the room.

,,Hello to you too.” he drawls.

An apologetic smile appears on the shorter boys face. He drags Draco closer by his waist and places a soft kiss on Dracos lips. ,,Hey.”

,,Now that is a greeting I expect as your boyfriend.” the blond smirks.
,,Now, can I ask you for your help ?” Harry questions
,,You may.” Draco drawls like Harry actually needs his permission.
,,I need your help getting the Slytherins to join the DADA lessons.”

,,You WHAT?!”, Draco thinks he misheard. Harry did not just say that he wants the Slytherins to join his secret lessons.

,,Did you take a bludger to the head doing practise?” Harry must have a concussion.

,,No.” Harry answers in an even tone.

,,You sure? Because you're talking crazy.” the blond moves like he wants to inspect the others head. Harry beats away Draco's hands with his own.

,,Seriously Draco, I mean it.”

The blond takes to just stare at his crazy boyfriend, waiting for an explanation.

,,Look we both know, that it's not the house that's the problem but the way those kids are raised. How can we expect them to grow and learn beyond that, without giving them the chance, an opportunity. “

A warm feeling creeps its way into Dracos body, while Harry explains his reasoning to include the snakes. Draco is to stun to speak.
This idiotic person, he wants to change the world with a secret club. He has recognised the problem, a problem most just ignored, and is trying to solve it.Trying to give the snakes a way out, a chance. A chance no one really bothered to give them before.
Everybody else just watches another Generation of Slytherins fall to family prejudice, drowning under the pressure from their families.
No way of escape.

,,And how will you get the Slytherins to come to those lessons ?” Draco eventually manages to ask.

Because that is a real problem. As unbelievable as Harrys idea is, there are a few flaws in it.
For example, Slytherins are proud people, they would never freely admit they need a way out of their cage, that's their families.
That pride is also the reason most would never consider hearing Harry out, if he tried to propose his idea to them.

,,Easy, we don't tell them.” Harry says with a mischiefs smirk.

The blond blinks rapidly again. Again, not believing what he heard. ,,What?”

,,We don't tell them WHY we invited them.”

Draco arches an eyebrow, telling the other to explain.

,, It's simple. Slytherins are ambitious. Soo, they want to pass their exams. But at least the 5th and 7th years have practical exams in DADA too. “

,,Because of the O.,W.L.S and N.E.W.T.S.” Draco realises.

,,Yes, exactly. So, we just plant the idea in their heads, that they could gain free practise for their exams.
Just use these lessons to get what they need. They don't have to give anything for these lessons.
No price, no debt, nothing. Now tell me which ambitious and resourceful Slytherin wouldn't take that opportunity to exploit those dumb Gryffindor's? The Opportunity to make fun about those idiots behind their backs while simultaneously gaining so much knowledge they could use for their advantage. “

Harry is wearing the wickedest grin Draco has ever seen. He cannot comprehend that those sentences just came out of a Gryffindor's mouth.

,,You snake.” he breaths out bewildered. It's a compliment, not an accusation.

They way Harry's smirk deepens, he defiantly takes it as a compliment. Which is baffling on another level.
The sparkle in Harrys eyes tell Draco, there is something more about it. A deeper meaning, one Harry hasn't told him jet.

,,You snake.” Draco repeats, voice now dripping with appreciation.

It seems to affect Harry even more now.
His smirk turns into a smile, his whole-body language softens, his eyes sparkle even more. He is beaming.
It's like Dracos comment touched a part deep inside of Harry.

Warm emotions creep up on him, as he is looking at Harry, trying to memorize this exact moment.
He can't handle them, so he does what he always does, when this happens.
He closes the space between him and Harry. Kissing him deep and trying to put every emotion he is feeling, in this kiss.

After a while they break away from another to breath.

,,If you have it that planned out, what do you need me for ?” Draco asks in the space between them.

,,Someone has to plant it in their heads.”

,,And you want me to do it?", the blond asks a bit nervous.

,,Or..” Harry hesitates, he searches Dracos face, Draco isn't sure for what.
,,Or you could talk to Blaise about it. Since his family is neutral, nobody would really question how he knows about the lessons or his idea to infiltrated them for their own benefits.”

Draco exhales a breath he hadn't realised he was holding.

He would have done it, if Harry had asked him to talk to the Slytherins.
But it would have risen a bit of suspicion for him to know about this. He isn't quite sure if he is ready for that jet.
But Harry already thought about a different way to get to the Slytherins, without putting Draco in the spotlight.
Sure, he has to talk to Blaise and he unavoidably has to tell him about Harry. But that's something Draco can do. Something he had thought about doing many times before, anyway.

Harry is still watching him closely, waiting for a reaction.

Draco takes a deep breath before saying. ,,I can talk to Blaise about it.”

Harry smiles at him. ,,Thank you.”

Then Harrys lips are on his again and Draco melts into the kiss.
Harry pulls him closer by his waist while sitting down at the desk behind him.
Manhandling Draco, so he is standing between Harrys legs, while the others legs a crossed behind Draco.
The blond moans when their tongues meet in Harrys mouth. His hands start roaming over Harrys back.
Harry apparently needs to take a breath, so Draco starts kissing and biting up and down Harrys neck.
The blonds hands slip under the others shirt. Which causes Harry to make this pretty noise.
Dracos one hand starts roaming Harrys bare back again. The other, he places at Harrys waist, lightly squeezing. A groan escapes Harrys mouth.

Draco starts to lose himself in the sensation of the kissing, the bare skin under his fingertips and the beautiful sounds Harry is making.

But then... Suddenly there is a weird sensation at his hand.

He blinks a few times, to get his mind back on track. He looks down to where his hand is still on Harrys waist.
His hand is vibrating. What the Fuck.

He follows the feeling with his hand. Trying to find out where it’s coming from.
Dracos hand ends up at the front pocket of Harrys trousers.

Draco frowns. ,,Harry.”

The boy in question blinks up at him. Seemingly unaware of what his going on in his trousers.

,,Your pocket is vibrating.” Draco says irritated.

,,What ?” Harry blinks the daze look out of his eyes.

,,Your pocket is vibrating.”

For a moment the raven head looks confused, then a realisation hits him.

,,Oh Fuck!” he pushes Draco away before his hand dives into his pocket.

Draco makes an offended sound. And just because he can, he starts to pout.
Harry ignores him in favour to pull ,whatever is vibrating, out of his pocket.

Dracos eyes widen slightly now that he can finally see it.

,,Harry I wouldn’t ...” he starts warning his boyfriend, but the idiot makes a shushing motion at him and answers the two-way mirror.

,,Hey Moony.” Harrys voice is to hight to be mistaken as natural.

Draco rubs his temple, wondering why Harry thought it is a good idea to answer.

He looks wracked.
His lips swollen from the kissing, on his forehead are a few pedals of sweat, his shirt is all wrinkled and a bit misplaced.
But a dead giveaway is his neck. It's covered in freshly dark marks, in addition to the hickey under Harrys ear, Draco gave him two days ago.

Draco takes in the sight of his boyfriend,wondering when Harry will realize his mistake.

He leans back at a desk, content to watch his boyfriend squirm under Professor Lupins calculating eyes.