Whatever Happened To A Saturday Night
Harry's seventh year at Hogwarts has had a few changes. Since the final battle electricity has been brought to the Wizarding world. The seventh years decide to have an Interactive Movie Night to promote house untiy. What happens to Rocky Horror Picture Show when Harry plays a mad scientist and Draco a creation?!
Title: Whatever Happened To A Saturday Night
Author: Ziki Hekai
Pairing: Harry/Hermione, Harry/Ron (Non-Con, Bad Ron!), Harry/Draco, Hermione/Pansy
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea!
Chapter 5: Touch-a Touch-a
“Ginny, it’s just for seventh years.” Dean Thomas said to his girlfriend for the thirtieth time that day.
“But, Dean, look. You said yourself that I’d make a great Columbia, and that’s exactly who you’re missing! Ginny Weasley whined.
“Okay fine, you can come with me today and ask Hermione yourself. If she say’s no, that’s it. If anyone objects to a sixth year being in it then the answer is no, okay?”
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes, thank you, thank you, thank you! I know ‘Mione won’t say no to me. Besides, I know she has secretly got a crush on me.”
“Don’t do that.” Dean said.
“What?”
“Don’t exploit her feelings to get your way. Ask first, if anyone says no then the answer’s no, got it?”
“Yes Dean, I got it.” Ginny pouted.
Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were curled up together on a comfortable couch they requested from the Room of Requirement, talking quietly when Pansy and Hermione came in.
“Harry did you have a nightmare last night?” Hermione asked.
“No, why?”
“You jerked awake and sat straight up in bed with a gasp. But, then a few seconds later you laid back down and went back to sleep with a smile on your face.”
“No it wasn’t a nightmare. It was actually a really good dream, it’s just I realized that something I had said in it was actually true.”
“Really? What was your dream about?” Draco asked.
“You.” Harry replied truthfully.
“Wait…true? Harry we need to talk when we’re done here today.” Draco said.
“What, why? Is something wrong?”
“No babe, nothing’s wrong. Everything actually perfect.” Draco grinned to Harry.
The rehearsal started and they decided they were only going to work on a few songs. Time Warp, Eddie’s Teddy, Hot Patootie, I Can Make You a Man, and The Floor Show were the scenes they would work on. They requested that the room create and set the scenes for them. They were just beginning “I Can Make You a Man” when Ginny burst in. After pleading for five minutes everyone agreed to let her play Columbia just to shut her up. Draco turned to look at the bed for the end of the scene and stopped.
“This isn’t right.” He said of the bed. He thought about what they would need and when the new bed appeared, he heard a gasp from Harry.
“Draco, you’re right… we definitely have to talk.” He said as he stared at the bed with black silk sheets and red velvet hangings. The same exact bed from his dream. Draco smirked and they got on with the scene. As the song went on Harry got more and more turned on by his boyfriend and was happy he wasn’t in costume. At least in his jeans his erection wasn’t too noticeable. The scene was coming to an end and he had to jump into Draco, as Rocky’s arms and be carried to the bed. When he wrapped his legs around Draco’s waist, his boyfriend pressed him closer to his body and carried him to the mattress. Draco leaned down and captured Harry’s lips in a heated kiss. His hand ventured down between their bodies and gently squeezed his boyfriend’s erection. Harry ran his hands up Draco’s chest, under his shirt, to tug gently at the new nipple ring. Both were moaning into the kiss and grinding their arousals together, and neither noticed Hermione screaming at them.
“BOYS! That’s enough, the scenes over!” She laughed.
“Quick, someone get the water hose!” Pansy squealed with laughter. Eventually the two girls jumped into the bed with them and pulled the boys apart. Harry turned and grinned sheepishly at the shocked group of students.
“Sorry, got a little carried away there.” He said, causing everyone in the room to be surprised into laughter.
“After that little show, how about we call it quits for today?” Seamus said. “That was far too hot for me to compete with.” Everyone laughed more at the comment, but agreed with the Irishman.
Harry pulled his boyfriend out of the room and into Hermione’s room. He was confused and wanted answers. Draco was shoved into the room and onto the bed harder than Harry had intended. Harry straddled the blonde’s hips and looked him straight in the eye.
“You knew about that bed from my dream. How?” Harry demanded. Draco couldn’t look at the one he loved any longer. He didn’t want to see the look of betrayal he was bound to find in those emerald depths. He shut his eyes and told Harry what he had been doing.
“I’m sorry, Harry, but I’ve been causing us to share dreams. I’ve been in control of what you dream for the past few nights.”
“How?”
“A potion, Sev helped me create it. It helps me focus on one person and enter their dreams.”
“So you’ve been putting these dreams in my head?”
“No. They’re your dreams, Harry. I just enter them after a while and take control of them.”
“Why? Why do this, Draco?” Harry wasn’t mad. He was actually a little happy that Draco did it. His dream with Ron the other night would have been bad had Draco not stepped in and saved him. The whole time Harry had been straddling Draco’s hips, he had unconsciously been rolling his own. He only realized it when he noticed the gasp his boyfriend let out before answering him.
“I did it because I wanted you to know how I feel about you. I was too scared to say anything to you because you might not feel the same way. I figured that if I was able to tell you in a dream then if you don’t feel the same, then you’d think it was just a dream and nothing more.”
“So last night, when you told me…”
“When I told you I love you? It’s true, Harry, I do love you.”
“I…I…I love you too Draco.” He was a little nervous. He was honest, he did love Draco. He had never felt as strongly about anyone before. Slowly he leaned down and pressed his lips against Draco’s. After a moment they both needed more and Draco moved to deepen the kiss. Each was pouring their feelings into it. After a while both pulled away panting. “I’m not mad, Draco. I’m actually relieved that you saved me in my dream. You can control my dreams whenever you’d like, just let me know before you do it, okay?” Draco nodded his agreement and leaned up to capture his love’s lips in another kiss, this one passionate. The two settled in for a nice snogging session.
A few moments later the door swung open and Pansy and Hermione entered, attached at the lips. Seeing their friends, passionately snogging on the bed, they went to the other bed and followed their example.
A while later they had all parted and went to doing other things. Hermione had turned on Harry’s computer to play music for them all. Harry and Draco got up and started dancing together, while Hermione got pulled back onto the bed by her girlfriend. They were now cuddling and talking quietly.
“How do you think Harry’s really holding up?” Pansy asked her lover.
“I think he’s putting on a good show, but it’ll only be a matter of time before he breaks down. He hasn’t dealt with this properly, and having to see Ronald everyday doesn’t help. I’ve wondered if we should just go to the Headmaster. Not give Harry a chance to not do it. You know?” Hermione said.
“We should, let’s drag him to Dumbledore after dinner tonight.” Pansy suggested.
Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were talking as they danced.
“How’re you doing, Harry? Honestly?” Draco questioned his boyfriend.
“Honestly? I’m not too good, Dray. It’s hard seeing him everyday.”
“Then go to Professor Dumbledore. Tell him what happened, I’ll go with you if you’d like me to. Please, Harry? I just want you to be okay, and not having to worry about the Weasel everyday.” Draco begged.
Harry sighed, he didn’t want to tell anyone, but he didn’t want to have to worry all the time. “Okay, tonight after dinner. Now, I’m hungry. It’s nice out today, let’s have a picnic.”
“Way to change the subject, love, but that sounds nice.”
“Dobby!” Harry called getting the girls’ attention.
“Yes, Mr. Harry Potter sir, you called for Dobby?” The house-elf bowed low when he popped into the room.
“Dobby, we want to picnic on the front lawn today for lunch, what would you suggest we have?” Harry asked.
“Yes sir, Mr. Harry potter sir, Dobby will have it ready on the lawn for you!”
“No, Dobby, we can do it ourselves, we just wanted…” but Dobby had popped back out of the room before Harry finished. He looked at his friends. “When I asked for his help, I only wanted suggestions, ya know? I mean he’d know what is in the kitchens better that us, he could have made sure what we wanted was there for us to prepare our own picnic.”
“But he just wanted to please his Harry Potter.” Hermione giggled.
“His Harry Potter?” Draco sneered.
“Looks like you have some competition Drake.” Pansy laughed.
“Like hell I do!” I don’t share, and I definitely won’t share MY Harry with some house-elf!” Draco declared haughtily.
“Oh I feel so loved!” Harry laughed. “Now shut up and let’s go see our picnic.”
The group made their way down from the room Harry shared with Hermione, only to be accosted by a giddily bouncing Ginny in the Entrance Hall.
“Aren’t you guys coming to lunch? I wanted to talk to you about my part ‘Mione. I want more scenes with Dean.” She stated.
“Gin! First, breathe in between sentences, and two, no. We aren’t going to lunch, we’re fasting. Next week we won’t be wearing shoes. It’s a religious thing.” Harry said with a straight face, causing the others to wonder how he did it. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned toward the redhead.
“No, Ginny, you were given the part on a few reasons. Number one, we didn’t have a Columbia already and we needed one. Two, you barged in on our rehearsal demanding to be involved, even though it’s a seventh year only activity. And three, we gave you Columbia because we knew that if we didn’t, we knew we wouldn’t have gotten anything done other than listening to you complain. Now, be happy with what you have, and shut up.” Everyone stood in shock at the bluntness of the quiet, brainy girl. Ginny was the first to recover, and pouted with what she though to be her cutest pout and fluttered her eyelashes.
“But ‘Mione, I’m sure we could work something out.” She pulled Hermione to her and slid her arms around the older girl’s waist. She may not like the fact that a girl has a crush on her, but she’ll use it to her advantage, if she has to.
“Hands off my girlfriend Weaselette before I hex you to oblivion.” Pansy all but growled.
“But, I thought you two were just friends, besides, I though Hermione likes me.” Ginny said shocked.
“You thought wrong on both accounts.” Hermione smirked at the confused look on the redhead’s face. “You can’t get your way this time, so run along before I pull you out of the cast all together.” With that the four turned and exited the school to the grounds. Harry started laughing when they had all settled on the blanket.
“When I suggested a picnic, I figured a couple of sandwiches, some crisps. Maybe a butterbeer or two. This is not at all what I expected.” He commented on the spread.
“It is a little, uh…romantic isn’t it?” Hermione asked trying to hold back her laughter.
“Dobby sure wanted to make his Harry happy.” Draco said.
“His Harry?” Pansy questioned the blonde.
“Hell, I’m good, but I can’t compete with this!” Draco laughed, causing everyone else to join in.
Dobby had prepared an interesting meal of grilled chicken breast with a red wine sauce on a bed of rice pilaf, with roasted new red potatoes and a baby greens salad with apple cider vinaigrette. He also had chocolate covered cherries and strawberries and crème with a bottle of champagne for dessert. It looked as though Dobby wanted to surprise them with a romantic lunch, the thought was sweet, but it came off a little creepy.
“That’s okay Draco, even though you can’t come close to this, I still chose you over Dobby, but you know you have to try harder now…” laughed Harry, before he gave Draco a sweet peck on the lips.
The group sat down and started on their meal. They were having a great time just joking, talking, and eating. Pansy and Hermione were sharing the chocolate covered cherries, and Harry and Draco were feeding each other the strawberries and crème, when Professor Dumbledore came walking across the grounds towards them.
“Such a wonderful afternoon, wouldn’t you agree?” Such nice weather.” Dumbledore said as he got close to the small group.
“It is, Professor.” Hermione stated.
The Headmaster looked over his students with a twinkle in his eye. “It’s so nice to see you youngsters having fun and being able to be carefree. I know that many of the students want to keep up the house rivalries. I’m extremely happy that you four, especially, have been able to put aside differences and find friendship…”He gave them a knowing smile.”…and more.” He started to sit down and a chair appeared for him. “How are your friends accepting your relationships, may I ask? It’s one thing to have a relationship with a member of your biggest rival house, but same sex relationships as well.” At the students’ uneasy looks, he tried to calm them. “You should all know by now that I think there is nothing wrong in a same sex relationship. In fact I even had a couple of male lovers back when I was your age too.” The acceptance he showed them calmed the students down a little.
“Well, most of our friends are very accepting.” Pansy said for her an Draco.
“Ours too.” Hermione stated.
“Even young Mr. Weasley? He never seemed the type to be accepting of change, and your relationships are definitely a change from usual.” Dumbledore remarked. The students froze. “I already know he isn’t okay with your relationships.” He revealed. “I overheard him making a few rather unpleasant remarks earlier. He also said that you, Harry, were no longer staying in your dorm room. Is that true?”
Harry sighed, he knew the Headmaster would find out eventually and he’d be back in there. He just didn’t want it to happen this soon. “Yes, Sir. It’s true. I moved out on Tuesday.” He said hanging his head.
“Where are you staying, Harry?” Dumbledore asked gently.
“We transfigured a bed in Hermione’s room. I know I shouldn’t be in there, but I didn’t have anywhere else to stay.”
“Harry, why didn’t you have anywhere else to stay, did something happen?” Dumbledore questioned.
Harry unconsciously curled into Draco’s side and buried his face in the blonde’s shoulder. He was shaking, but he knew he needed to tell the Headmaster what happened. “Monday, I woke up later than usual and quickly jumped into the shower. Everyone was gone but Ron. He confronted me as I was showering about being Draco’s friend. He was mad that I would continue to be Draco’s friend and not his. I told him if he’d apologize for the way he had been acting before, then I’d be his friend again, but I still wasn’t giving up Draco. He didn’t like that I wasn’t listening to him, so he…” Harry trailed off nervously. He didn’t want to say what happened to him. He didn’t want to think about it.
“He what Harry?” Dumbledore asked gently. He noticed the way Harry was seeking comfort in Draco. He also didn’t miss the way the blonde was holding Harry. Like the little raven haired teen was the most precious thing in the world, like he had to protect him from whatever could happen.
“He um…he raped me, Sir.” Harry said in a quiet, broken voice.
“Harry, look at me.” Dumbledore requested quietly. When the emerald orbed teen locked eyes with the old wizard, Dumbledore easily pushed into Harry’s mind and saw the memory that Harry just wanted to forget. After a moment he pulled out of the boy’s mind and Harry buried his face again. “Harry, my boy, I’m going to take care of this for you. We will need to bring charges against him, but I can do that for you, so all that will be needed from you is a statement under Veritaserum. But, before I can do any of that, I need to talk to him. Now, you know that I cannot allow a male and female to share a room unless they are mated or bonded in some way. However, I can allow them to share a suite. In fact, there happens to be a suite of rooms, right off of the Entrance Hall. It was set up for families needing to stay in the castle. But, since we haven’t had a family needing to stay here for fifty years, how would the four of you like to have your own rooms?” The students were shocked but quickly accepted. The Headmaster smiled. “Good! I’ll have the house elves move your stuff, and if you’ll meet me in my office in one hour, I’ll be happy to escort you to your new home.” With that he got up and walked back to the castle, the chair vanishing as soon as he stood.
“Wow! Our own suite!” Pansy was amazed.
“You know why he’s doing it don’t you?” Harry asked his friends. They all shook their heads. “He knows full well that nothing will happen between Herm and I while sharing a room. Not only because we’re in relationships, and no offense ‘Mione, but I would never have sex with you again, or any other female….it’s just…”He shuddered causing his friends to laugh.” No, he’s doing this so there is a common place for us to invite our friends, in hopes that they will get along.” Once they though about it, everyone conceded that Harry was right.
Forty-five minutes later as they were heading in to meet the Headmaster, the group was approached by a very irate Ron Weasley.
“Potter!” He sneered. “Didn’t I tell you that if I ever found out about you saying something I’d kill you? Are you really that stupid?”
Draco, Pansy, and Hermione surrounded Harry, effectively blocking him from the redhead. They all pulled their wands. “I wouldn’t do it weasel.” Draco said. “You try to lay a finger on him and not one of us will think twice about using the killing curse on your sorry arse. I suggest you leave as quickly as possible and pray to whatever God you choose that we don’t see you outside of class again, or “crucio” will be on my lips. Got it?” GO!”
Ron seemed to be successfully frightened and turned around and ran off. After re-pocketing their wands the group of four made their way to Dumbledore’s office.
“Harry what’s wrong? You look upset.” The Headmaster asked as soon as they entered his office.
“Ron tried to attack us in the hall.” Harry said, he was visibly shaken up.
“Well you will be happy to know that Mr. Weasley has reluctantly agreed to being questioned under Veritaserum. He knows that should it reveal that he did as you say he did, then he will be immediately be removed from the school and placed in Auror custody, until his parents can retrieve him. Once with his parents a hearing date will be set up.” Dumbledore explained. Harry nodded that he understood, but looked extremely upset. “What’s on your mind, Harry?”
“It’s just that the Weasleys were the first and probably closest thing I had to a real family. They will all hate me after this.” Harry said glumly.
“I understand your fear, but you needn’t worry. If they fall out with you over this, then they weren’t really your friends. Now, you do understand that they will probably be in shock and not want to believe what you say as true. But, that is where the truth serum comes in. If it proves that things happened as you say then there will be no questioning it.” Dumbledore told him.
“You don’t believe me, do you, Headmaster.” Harry said. It wasn’t a question.
“Harry, I am Headmaster of this school, and this is a huge claim. I must remain unbiased and not pass judgment until we find the truth. However, I am not blind Mr. Potter, I have seen the way you react around Mr. Weasley nowadays, and it is a big change. Fear, Harry, if what I see in your eyes when even just his name comes up, that look doesn’t show very often on you. That alone proves something happened, and we will find out just what that something was. This is not a question of if I believe you or not Mr. Potter, it is a question of me not taking sides, you do understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Harry said, feeling a little better knowing the Headmaster didn’t think he was making it all up.
“Now, how about I show you all to your new rooms?” Professor Dumbledore suggested, with the twinkle back in his eye.
The Headmaster led his students to a rarely used corridor off of the Entrance Hall. They stopped in front of a painting of the school founders. Professor Dumbledore introduced the students to the founders.
“Godric, Helga, Rowena, Salazar, I would like for you to meet a few students. They will be moving into these rooms today.” He gestured to each student individually. “I’d like you to meet Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Pansy Parkinson.”
“Nice to meet you all.” The students chorused kindly.
Dumbledore turned back to the founders and stated the password: “Unity”. The founders all nodded and the portrait swung open.
Title: Whatever Happened To A Saturday Night
Author: Ziki Hekai
Pairing: Harry/Hermione, Harry/Ron (Non-Con, Bad Ron!), Harry/Draco, Hermione/Pansy
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea!
Chapter 5: Touch-a Touch-a
“Ginny, it’s just for seventh years.” Dean Thomas said to his girlfriend for the thirtieth time that day.
“But, Dean, look. You said yourself that I’d make a great Columbia, and that’s exactly who you’re missing! Ginny Weasley whined.
“Okay fine, you can come with me today and ask Hermione yourself. If she say’s no, that’s it. If anyone objects to a sixth year being in it then the answer is no, okay?”
“Yes! Yes, yes, yes, thank you, thank you, thank you! I know ‘Mione won’t say no to me. Besides, I know she has secretly got a crush on me.”
“Don’t do that.” Dean said.
“What?”
“Don’t exploit her feelings to get your way. Ask first, if anyone says no then the answer’s no, got it?”
“Yes Dean, I got it.” Ginny pouted.
Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were curled up together on a comfortable couch they requested from the Room of Requirement, talking quietly when Pansy and Hermione came in.
“Harry did you have a nightmare last night?” Hermione asked.
“No, why?”
“You jerked awake and sat straight up in bed with a gasp. But, then a few seconds later you laid back down and went back to sleep with a smile on your face.”
“No it wasn’t a nightmare. It was actually a really good dream, it’s just I realized that something I had said in it was actually true.”
“Really? What was your dream about?” Draco asked.
“You.” Harry replied truthfully.
“Wait…true? Harry we need to talk when we’re done here today.” Draco said.
“What, why? Is something wrong?”
“No babe, nothing’s wrong. Everything actually perfect.” Draco grinned to Harry.
The rehearsal started and they decided they were only going to work on a few songs. Time Warp, Eddie’s Teddy, Hot Patootie, I Can Make You a Man, and The Floor Show were the scenes they would work on. They requested that the room create and set the scenes for them. They were just beginning “I Can Make You a Man” when Ginny burst in. After pleading for five minutes everyone agreed to let her play Columbia just to shut her up. Draco turned to look at the bed for the end of the scene and stopped.
“This isn’t right.” He said of the bed. He thought about what they would need and when the new bed appeared, he heard a gasp from Harry.
“Draco, you’re right… we definitely have to talk.” He said as he stared at the bed with black silk sheets and red velvet hangings. The same exact bed from his dream. Draco smirked and they got on with the scene. As the song went on Harry got more and more turned on by his boyfriend and was happy he wasn’t in costume. At least in his jeans his erection wasn’t too noticeable. The scene was coming to an end and he had to jump into Draco, as Rocky’s arms and be carried to the bed. When he wrapped his legs around Draco’s waist, his boyfriend pressed him closer to his body and carried him to the mattress. Draco leaned down and captured Harry’s lips in a heated kiss. His hand ventured down between their bodies and gently squeezed his boyfriend’s erection. Harry ran his hands up Draco’s chest, under his shirt, to tug gently at the new nipple ring. Both were moaning into the kiss and grinding their arousals together, and neither noticed Hermione screaming at them.
“BOYS! That’s enough, the scenes over!” She laughed.
“Quick, someone get the water hose!” Pansy squealed with laughter. Eventually the two girls jumped into the bed with them and pulled the boys apart. Harry turned and grinned sheepishly at the shocked group of students.
“Sorry, got a little carried away there.” He said, causing everyone in the room to be surprised into laughter.
“After that little show, how about we call it quits for today?” Seamus said. “That was far too hot for me to compete with.” Everyone laughed more at the comment, but agreed with the Irishman.
Harry pulled his boyfriend out of the room and into Hermione’s room. He was confused and wanted answers. Draco was shoved into the room and onto the bed harder than Harry had intended. Harry straddled the blonde’s hips and looked him straight in the eye.
“You knew about that bed from my dream. How?” Harry demanded. Draco couldn’t look at the one he loved any longer. He didn’t want to see the look of betrayal he was bound to find in those emerald depths. He shut his eyes and told Harry what he had been doing.
“I’m sorry, Harry, but I’ve been causing us to share dreams. I’ve been in control of what you dream for the past few nights.”
“How?”
“A potion, Sev helped me create it. It helps me focus on one person and enter their dreams.”
“So you’ve been putting these dreams in my head?”
“No. They’re your dreams, Harry. I just enter them after a while and take control of them.”
“Why? Why do this, Draco?” Harry wasn’t mad. He was actually a little happy that Draco did it. His dream with Ron the other night would have been bad had Draco not stepped in and saved him. The whole time Harry had been straddling Draco’s hips, he had unconsciously been rolling his own. He only realized it when he noticed the gasp his boyfriend let out before answering him.
“I did it because I wanted you to know how I feel about you. I was too scared to say anything to you because you might not feel the same way. I figured that if I was able to tell you in a dream then if you don’t feel the same, then you’d think it was just a dream and nothing more.”
“So last night, when you told me…”
“When I told you I love you? It’s true, Harry, I do love you.”
“I…I…I love you too Draco.” He was a little nervous. He was honest, he did love Draco. He had never felt as strongly about anyone before. Slowly he leaned down and pressed his lips against Draco’s. After a moment they both needed more and Draco moved to deepen the kiss. Each was pouring their feelings into it. After a while both pulled away panting. “I’m not mad, Draco. I’m actually relieved that you saved me in my dream. You can control my dreams whenever you’d like, just let me know before you do it, okay?” Draco nodded his agreement and leaned up to capture his love’s lips in another kiss, this one passionate. The two settled in for a nice snogging session.
A few moments later the door swung open and Pansy and Hermione entered, attached at the lips. Seeing their friends, passionately snogging on the bed, they went to the other bed and followed their example.
A while later they had all parted and went to doing other things. Hermione had turned on Harry’s computer to play music for them all. Harry and Draco got up and started dancing together, while Hermione got pulled back onto the bed by her girlfriend. They were now cuddling and talking quietly.
“How do you think Harry’s really holding up?” Pansy asked her lover.
“I think he’s putting on a good show, but it’ll only be a matter of time before he breaks down. He hasn’t dealt with this properly, and having to see Ronald everyday doesn’t help. I’ve wondered if we should just go to the Headmaster. Not give Harry a chance to not do it. You know?” Hermione said.
“We should, let’s drag him to Dumbledore after dinner tonight.” Pansy suggested.
Meanwhile, Harry and Draco were talking as they danced.
“How’re you doing, Harry? Honestly?” Draco questioned his boyfriend.
“Honestly? I’m not too good, Dray. It’s hard seeing him everyday.”
“Then go to Professor Dumbledore. Tell him what happened, I’ll go with you if you’d like me to. Please, Harry? I just want you to be okay, and not having to worry about the Weasel everyday.” Draco begged.
Harry sighed, he didn’t want to tell anyone, but he didn’t want to have to worry all the time. “Okay, tonight after dinner. Now, I’m hungry. It’s nice out today, let’s have a picnic.”
“Way to change the subject, love, but that sounds nice.”
“Dobby!” Harry called getting the girls’ attention.
“Yes, Mr. Harry Potter sir, you called for Dobby?” The house-elf bowed low when he popped into the room.
“Dobby, we want to picnic on the front lawn today for lunch, what would you suggest we have?” Harry asked.
“Yes sir, Mr. Harry potter sir, Dobby will have it ready on the lawn for you!”
“No, Dobby, we can do it ourselves, we just wanted…” but Dobby had popped back out of the room before Harry finished. He looked at his friends. “When I asked for his help, I only wanted suggestions, ya know? I mean he’d know what is in the kitchens better that us, he could have made sure what we wanted was there for us to prepare our own picnic.”
“But he just wanted to please his Harry Potter.” Hermione giggled.
“His Harry Potter?” Draco sneered.
“Looks like you have some competition Drake.” Pansy laughed.
“Like hell I do!” I don’t share, and I definitely won’t share MY Harry with some house-elf!” Draco declared haughtily.
“Oh I feel so loved!” Harry laughed. “Now shut up and let’s go see our picnic.”
The group made their way down from the room Harry shared with Hermione, only to be accosted by a giddily bouncing Ginny in the Entrance Hall.
“Aren’t you guys coming to lunch? I wanted to talk to you about my part ‘Mione. I want more scenes with Dean.” She stated.
“Gin! First, breathe in between sentences, and two, no. We aren’t going to lunch, we’re fasting. Next week we won’t be wearing shoes. It’s a religious thing.” Harry said with a straight face, causing the others to wonder how he did it. Hermione rolled her eyes and turned toward the redhead.
“No, Ginny, you were given the part on a few reasons. Number one, we didn’t have a Columbia already and we needed one. Two, you barged in on our rehearsal demanding to be involved, even though it’s a seventh year only activity. And three, we gave you Columbia because we knew that if we didn’t, we knew we wouldn’t have gotten anything done other than listening to you complain. Now, be happy with what you have, and shut up.” Everyone stood in shock at the bluntness of the quiet, brainy girl. Ginny was the first to recover, and pouted with what she though to be her cutest pout and fluttered her eyelashes.
“But ‘Mione, I’m sure we could work something out.” She pulled Hermione to her and slid her arms around the older girl’s waist. She may not like the fact that a girl has a crush on her, but she’ll use it to her advantage, if she has to.
“Hands off my girlfriend Weaselette before I hex you to oblivion.” Pansy all but growled.
“But, I thought you two were just friends, besides, I though Hermione likes me.” Ginny said shocked.
“You thought wrong on both accounts.” Hermione smirked at the confused look on the redhead’s face. “You can’t get your way this time, so run along before I pull you out of the cast all together.” With that the four turned and exited the school to the grounds. Harry started laughing when they had all settled on the blanket.
“When I suggested a picnic, I figured a couple of sandwiches, some crisps. Maybe a butterbeer or two. This is not at all what I expected.” He commented on the spread.
“It is a little, uh…romantic isn’t it?” Hermione asked trying to hold back her laughter.
“Dobby sure wanted to make his Harry happy.” Draco said.
“His Harry?” Pansy questioned the blonde.
“Hell, I’m good, but I can’t compete with this!” Draco laughed, causing everyone else to join in.
Dobby had prepared an interesting meal of grilled chicken breast with a red wine sauce on a bed of rice pilaf, with roasted new red potatoes and a baby greens salad with apple cider vinaigrette. He also had chocolate covered cherries and strawberries and crème with a bottle of champagne for dessert. It looked as though Dobby wanted to surprise them with a romantic lunch, the thought was sweet, but it came off a little creepy.
“That’s okay Draco, even though you can’t come close to this, I still chose you over Dobby, but you know you have to try harder now…” laughed Harry, before he gave Draco a sweet peck on the lips.
The group sat down and started on their meal. They were having a great time just joking, talking, and eating. Pansy and Hermione were sharing the chocolate covered cherries, and Harry and Draco were feeding each other the strawberries and crème, when Professor Dumbledore came walking across the grounds towards them.
“Such a wonderful afternoon, wouldn’t you agree?” Such nice weather.” Dumbledore said as he got close to the small group.
“It is, Professor.” Hermione stated.
The Headmaster looked over his students with a twinkle in his eye. “It’s so nice to see you youngsters having fun and being able to be carefree. I know that many of the students want to keep up the house rivalries. I’m extremely happy that you four, especially, have been able to put aside differences and find friendship…”He gave them a knowing smile.”…and more.” He started to sit down and a chair appeared for him. “How are your friends accepting your relationships, may I ask? It’s one thing to have a relationship with a member of your biggest rival house, but same sex relationships as well.” At the students’ uneasy looks, he tried to calm them. “You should all know by now that I think there is nothing wrong in a same sex relationship. In fact I even had a couple of male lovers back when I was your age too.” The acceptance he showed them calmed the students down a little.
“Well, most of our friends are very accepting.” Pansy said for her an Draco.
“Ours too.” Hermione stated.
“Even young Mr. Weasley? He never seemed the type to be accepting of change, and your relationships are definitely a change from usual.” Dumbledore remarked. The students froze. “I already know he isn’t okay with your relationships.” He revealed. “I overheard him making a few rather unpleasant remarks earlier. He also said that you, Harry, were no longer staying in your dorm room. Is that true?”
Harry sighed, he knew the Headmaster would find out eventually and he’d be back in there. He just didn’t want it to happen this soon. “Yes, Sir. It’s true. I moved out on Tuesday.” He said hanging his head.
“Where are you staying, Harry?” Dumbledore asked gently.
“We transfigured a bed in Hermione’s room. I know I shouldn’t be in there, but I didn’t have anywhere else to stay.”
“Harry, why didn’t you have anywhere else to stay, did something happen?” Dumbledore questioned.
Harry unconsciously curled into Draco’s side and buried his face in the blonde’s shoulder. He was shaking, but he knew he needed to tell the Headmaster what happened. “Monday, I woke up later than usual and quickly jumped into the shower. Everyone was gone but Ron. He confronted me as I was showering about being Draco’s friend. He was mad that I would continue to be Draco’s friend and not his. I told him if he’d apologize for the way he had been acting before, then I’d be his friend again, but I still wasn’t giving up Draco. He didn’t like that I wasn’t listening to him, so he…” Harry trailed off nervously. He didn’t want to say what happened to him. He didn’t want to think about it.
“He what Harry?” Dumbledore asked gently. He noticed the way Harry was seeking comfort in Draco. He also didn’t miss the way the blonde was holding Harry. Like the little raven haired teen was the most precious thing in the world, like he had to protect him from whatever could happen.
“He um…he raped me, Sir.” Harry said in a quiet, broken voice.
“Harry, look at me.” Dumbledore requested quietly. When the emerald orbed teen locked eyes with the old wizard, Dumbledore easily pushed into Harry’s mind and saw the memory that Harry just wanted to forget. After a moment he pulled out of the boy’s mind and Harry buried his face again. “Harry, my boy, I’m going to take care of this for you. We will need to bring charges against him, but I can do that for you, so all that will be needed from you is a statement under Veritaserum. But, before I can do any of that, I need to talk to him. Now, you know that I cannot allow a male and female to share a room unless they are mated or bonded in some way. However, I can allow them to share a suite. In fact, there happens to be a suite of rooms, right off of the Entrance Hall. It was set up for families needing to stay in the castle. But, since we haven’t had a family needing to stay here for fifty years, how would the four of you like to have your own rooms?” The students were shocked but quickly accepted. The Headmaster smiled. “Good! I’ll have the house elves move your stuff, and if you’ll meet me in my office in one hour, I’ll be happy to escort you to your new home.” With that he got up and walked back to the castle, the chair vanishing as soon as he stood.
“Wow! Our own suite!” Pansy was amazed.
“You know why he’s doing it don’t you?” Harry asked his friends. They all shook their heads. “He knows full well that nothing will happen between Herm and I while sharing a room. Not only because we’re in relationships, and no offense ‘Mione, but I would never have sex with you again, or any other female….it’s just…”He shuddered causing his friends to laugh.” No, he’s doing this so there is a common place for us to invite our friends, in hopes that they will get along.” Once they though about it, everyone conceded that Harry was right.
Forty-five minutes later as they were heading in to meet the Headmaster, the group was approached by a very irate Ron Weasley.
“Potter!” He sneered. “Didn’t I tell you that if I ever found out about you saying something I’d kill you? Are you really that stupid?”
Draco, Pansy, and Hermione surrounded Harry, effectively blocking him from the redhead. They all pulled their wands. “I wouldn’t do it weasel.” Draco said. “You try to lay a finger on him and not one of us will think twice about using the killing curse on your sorry arse. I suggest you leave as quickly as possible and pray to whatever God you choose that we don’t see you outside of class again, or “crucio” will be on my lips. Got it?” GO!”
Ron seemed to be successfully frightened and turned around and ran off. After re-pocketing their wands the group of four made their way to Dumbledore’s office.
“Harry what’s wrong? You look upset.” The Headmaster asked as soon as they entered his office.
“Ron tried to attack us in the hall.” Harry said, he was visibly shaken up.
“Well you will be happy to know that Mr. Weasley has reluctantly agreed to being questioned under Veritaserum. He knows that should it reveal that he did as you say he did, then he will be immediately be removed from the school and placed in Auror custody, until his parents can retrieve him. Once with his parents a hearing date will be set up.” Dumbledore explained. Harry nodded that he understood, but looked extremely upset. “What’s on your mind, Harry?”
“It’s just that the Weasleys were the first and probably closest thing I had to a real family. They will all hate me after this.” Harry said glumly.
“I understand your fear, but you needn’t worry. If they fall out with you over this, then they weren’t really your friends. Now, you do understand that they will probably be in shock and not want to believe what you say as true. But, that is where the truth serum comes in. If it proves that things happened as you say then there will be no questioning it.” Dumbledore told him.
“You don’t believe me, do you, Headmaster.” Harry said. It wasn’t a question.
“Harry, I am Headmaster of this school, and this is a huge claim. I must remain unbiased and not pass judgment until we find the truth. However, I am not blind Mr. Potter, I have seen the way you react around Mr. Weasley nowadays, and it is a big change. Fear, Harry, if what I see in your eyes when even just his name comes up, that look doesn’t show very often on you. That alone proves something happened, and we will find out just what that something was. This is not a question of if I believe you or not Mr. Potter, it is a question of me not taking sides, you do understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Harry said, feeling a little better knowing the Headmaster didn’t think he was making it all up.
“Now, how about I show you all to your new rooms?” Professor Dumbledore suggested, with the twinkle back in his eye.
The Headmaster led his students to a rarely used corridor off of the Entrance Hall. They stopped in front of a painting of the school founders. Professor Dumbledore introduced the students to the founders.
“Godric, Helga, Rowena, Salazar, I would like for you to meet a few students. They will be moving into these rooms today.” He gestured to each student individually. “I’d like you to meet Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, and Pansy Parkinson.”
“Nice to meet you all.” The students chorused kindly.
Dumbledore turned back to the founders and stated the password: “Unity”. The founders all nodded and the portrait swung open.