Draco's Companion

A/N- Okkkkaaayy. The time for x-mas is here, Now i know i skipped Hallowe'en, but fuck it, i didn't really want it in here because it would have been useless.

Sirius Marauder- If you, (Or anyone else) wants me to e-mail you when i update this story just let me know and leave me your e-mail address, then I can do it:D

Thrnbrooke-Yes! He is very foolish, but hes only 11 and still doesn't know exactly what is going on around him, or even inside of him.

To everyone else: Thank you for answering my A/N so quickly!! I'm posting another chapter (even though i haven't written another one) because I feel that you guys deserve it. It was unanimous on moving ahead till they were older, and I'm really happy with that desicion!!! Like *really* happy. haha. *Melodilic*- I Will remember flashbacks, if there is anything important enough to flashback to. (I'm sure there will be) *lazycrazykitten*-those were my thoughts to, it would have turned very monotonous, and I really didn't want that to happen. *Dragonstar01*-I'm positive it will be better when they are older;), *LupinsLady*- one thing i wanted to avoid was the 'awe cuteness' of them, and i realized its impossible because they are so damned cute, and soon they are going to be so damned sexy!!! lol, its unavoidable.

Another reason I want to go ahead and move them up in years is i find it very difficult to think like an 11 year old. At least 15 or 16 year olds swear. lol. (my old boss used to call me Sailor-Shan, cuz i swear so much:S oops)

Okay so i have 4 more chapters while they are 11, and then i'll move onward.....Thanks!!


Chapter Fourteen: Christmas Break

Draco had never been more angry in his life. Harry had been thinking about it since he left the office.

"Maybe you can stay too?" Harry asked timidly. He hated talking to Draco when he was this mad. He was scary.
Draco stopped ranting and looked at Harry.

"Thats brilliant!! Dumbledore may be able to make you stay, but there is no way he can make me go! I have to write my father right now!"

Draco bent down and started rummaging in his trunk. Harry sat on the bed and waited quietly for Draco to find what he was looking for.

Draco emerged with a long scroll of parchment and a quill. He started writing his note quickly.

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Dear Father.

Can I please stay at Hogwarts over vacation? I know you and mother had extended invitations for Harry and I to come to the Manor this break, but unfortunately Dumbledore has made that impossible. You see, he has forbbiden Harry to leave over the break and I would like to stay here with Harry.

At first we were angry, but then it hit us. Maybe this would be a good way to get a step up on our mission.

Staying here will allow us to keep a closer eye on Dumbledore. He's up to something father. I am not going to write anymore in the letter, as you had instructed me, but I am hoping we will be able to converse over this holiday.

I hope you understand my will to stay.

Please get back to us as soon as possible.

Draco and Harry
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Three days later they got a letter back from Lucius.

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Hello boys.

No, Draco. You may not stay, it's already unfortunate enough that Harry is being forbidden to leave. I'm the Governor and I know that the school can do that. They usually only do it for punishment, You boys have been behaving haven't you? I'm sorry Draco, I know that you are going to be very angry with me, but you both have responsibilities here. Harry is forbidden to come home. Ask him to write down his reveiw as well as he can, and it will be delivered accordingly.

This doesn't mean that Harry still can't keep an eye on Dumbledore.

I'm so sorry boys. Harry, we will send your presents over there and please don't sulk. Embrace it. Maybe a couple weeks away from Draco will be good for you.

We love you Harry, and we will write you often.

See you in a couple days, Draco.

Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy
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Draco yelled and crumpled up the letter, throwing it across the room and into the fire.
"I can't not spend Christmas with you!!!" He screamed.

Harry didn't say anything.


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The final week before the break went quickly. Too quickly. It was only signaling the end of their time together for two long, long weeks. The boys spent all their time together. Harry was upset that he was going to be without him for so long. He hadn't been without Draco for longer then a day the entire time they had known each other. It was frusterating.

Draco left to wallowing, chest heaving sobs from Harry. He hated everyone right now, and they were going to pay.

Namely: Dumbleore.

After Draco was gone, Harry felt so alone. He was the only Slytherin left in his year, and it hurt. He would be sleeping in a bed, no a room, completely alone, and that scared him.

He walked slowly up to the Great Hall for lunch. Drao had only just left this morning. It felt like a week had passed. He felt so alone.

As Harry was walking to his table he glanced at Dumbledore. The old man looked extremely happy that Harry was here with no friends.

Asshole.

Harry had just finished filling his plate when the bushy-haired Granger girl sat down across from him. She
leaned forwards on her elbows "Hi."

Harry was too stunned to say anything back. He was just gaping at her.

"So, some of my friends and I are having a snowball fight later. We were just wondering if you'd like to join us."

"No, thank you" Harry said quickly.

Hermione's face looked like it had been punctured. She was frowning, and she looked back at Gryffindor table.

"Oh, well we will be outside in a while, in case you change your mind." She said, and walked away.

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Harry was sitting alone in his dorm room. feeling empty, and lonely.

He thought about Hermione's invite and pictured Mr. Malfoy's face, let alone Draco's.

'I do need to get out of here though! I'm going stir-crazy looking at these walls.

Harry should have known better, but it was decided.

He emerged from the dungeons just as everyone else was descending the marble staircase.

He noticed how happy they all were, they were laughing easily, and just looked gleefull.

They spotted Harry and Granger squealed. She ran down the steps towards him and he couldn't help but flinch away from her. She looked at him curiously, and said "Harry, your cloak is gorgeous. It really brings out your eyes."

"Errmm...Thanks." He said uncomfortably.

"So where's Malfoy?" The redhead boy asked him.

"He went home for the break. Dumbledore wouldn't let me go." Harry said.

Two more redheads, twins, came towards him.

"Well that sure is a bummer. Did you-"

"-Do something to make him mad?"

Harry shook his head. "No. He's just weird."

Hermione looked apalled.

"You know he's known you your whole life right?" She asked him. "After your parents died Dumbledore dropped you off at your relatives house." She said matter-of-factly. "I heard Ron's older brother Percy, talking about it."

Harry stopped suddenly at those words.

"What did you just say?" He bit out harshly.

The twins stopped walking at looked at him. There was something about his tone..

"Dumbledore has known you your whole life?" Hermione asked timidly. She was frightened now.

Harry took a step closer to her and she realized that she was backed against the wall.

"After that." he said angrily, taking another step towards her. He grabbed her by the arms tightly and held her there.

"That Dumbledore dropped you off at your relatives?" She asked again, her voice just above a whisper.

Harry's grip tightened and Hermione let out a small cry of pain. "You're hurting me" She whispered.

The other students were paralysed. This boy was a psycho. How had he saved the Wizarding World?
He let go of Hermione and turned quickly.

"Damn that old man to Hell!!!" Harry screamed and ran up the stone steps.

The twins looked at each other with raised eyebrows.

"Whoa" they said simultaneously.

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Harry charged up the stairs like a madman and continued on his way down the corridors until he stopped in front of the Gargoyle. This time there was no stitch in his side, either that or his anger towards the Headmaster had made it un-noticable.

He realized in about two seconds that he didn't know the password. He stood in front of the gargoyle yelling random candies, and obscenities. After his twentieth candy the gargoyle lept aside. (Lemon Drop)

Harry jumped onto the staircase and willed it to go faster. When he reached the top he burst into the headmasters office without even knocking.

Dumbledore and Snape looked up harshly at the intrusion.

"Hello Harry." Dumbledore said pleasently.

"You" Harry snarled.

Dumbledore looked confused, and Snape looked mildly amused.

"It was you!" Harry shouted, kicking the closet chair and sending it flying.

"What was me, Harry?" Dumbledore questioned. "And please don't kick my things."

Harry kicked the desk that Dumbledore was seated behind, challenging the old man. His foot went through the board at the front and Harry didn't even flinch.

"If you would like to sit down, Harry." Dumbledore said, gesturing to the chair that Snape had picked up and put back upright.

"No!! I would not like to sit down!" Harry ranted, waving his arms over his head.

Snape backed into the corner of the room. He was not going to miss this.

"May I ask why you barged into my office, blamed me for something that I don't even know what, and kicked a hole through my desk?" Dumbledore asked, in his pleasant, annoying way.

"You took me to the Dursleys!" Harry screamed, "You ruined my life with those...those...Muggles!!!"

"Indeed." Dumbledore said.

Harry was caught off gaurd. He hadn't expected him to agree so easily.

"I did take you to the Dursley's, Harry, but I wouldn't say that it ruined your life."

Harry was angry again.

"Well then your an old fool, and you don't know what your talking about." Harry replied bitterly.
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"Well then maybe you would like to explain it to me?"

"You dropped me off on the doorstep of a family who never even considered me as their own!!! I slept in a CUPBOARD!!! Did you know that? A cupboard underneath the stairs. I was their slave, I had to wait on them hand and foot. When they went on vacations I had to stay with my Uncles sister, Marge. She hated me, and her dogs would attack me and I would be stuck in the tree for hours and hours. My cousin was very loved, and he hated me!!!!! Him and his friends would pick on me, and beat me up. They called me a 'Freak' and 'Boy' and 'Potter' And I still have problems with that. Did you know that? If someone says 'Boy' to me harshly I get shaky and feel sick. Still!!!I knew nothing of this world. If I did one thing wrong, ONE THING, my Uncle Vernon would beat me. Beat me!!!! He would beat me with his fists, his belt, anything really, and he would be thorough. And you know what?" Harry screamed at the old man.

As Harry was talking Dumbledore slowly lost his smile, lost the twinkle in his eye and actually looked his age for once.

"What, Harry?"

"Its ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!" He screamed, and kicked again. He kicked anything that he could, sent the chair reeling in Snape's direction and he sent the rickety table with all the spindly objects, flipping. He didn't care what he broke. He HATED this man.

Dumbledore watched Harry ruining his office and didn't stop him. He felt that Harry deserved it.

After Harry was done breaking stuff he looked back at Dumbledore.

He sent him the evilest glare he could muster, not realizing the tears streaming down his face, and turned. He slammed out of the room and ran.

Snape looked at Dumbledore, who was waving his wand, wordlessly repairing all that Harry had broken in his rage.

"He didn't let me explain." Dumbledore said quietly after a couple of minutes. "I didn't know what he was going through there. I thought I was doing the right thing by getting him out of this world. All of the Death Eaters would be all over that boy after they realized that he had been the downfall of their Lord. I thought it was the right thing to do. I don't think Harry is going to be speaking to me anytime soon."

Snape said nothing. He nodded at Dumbledore and left the office.

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Harry ran down the corridors, and outside. Past those who were having the snowball fight. The twins normally would have thrown snowballs at his head, but they seen his face and decided to let him be.
Hermione stopped throwing from behind her hiding place (A tree) and watched Harry run by. He looked so sad..and confused.

'I wonder what I said that made him so angry? Where did he go before? Where's he going now?' She asked herself.
She dropped her snowball back into the cache that she had made and started after Harry. He was way ahead, but looked like he was heading around the back of the castle.

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Harry ran around the back of the castle, carefully following the path. He had come here because it reminded him of how pure he was. How pure he should be.

He carefully walked forward, trying not to marr the unmarked snow too much, and lay down. He was completely surrounded with pure, pure snow. He sunk down so that he probably wouldn't be able to be seen unless you were standing right on top of him.

This spot reminded him of Draco. The purity around him was a substitute of Draco, since he wasn't here Harry needed something.

He laid there and cried for everything he didn't have.

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Hermione started in the direction Harry had gone. Once she was around the castle all that was there was a slim path through untouched snow. Hermione started following it, and when she got about three-quarters of the way down she noticed far spaced footprints. She followed them with her eyes and seen the rubber sole of a shoe. She stepped forwards and seen Harry's face. He was just lying there, crying.

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"Harry?" A timid voice asked out.

Harry's eyes shot open and in front of him stood Granger.

"What?" He growled angrily. Even more angry because he had been found.

"Are you okay?" She asked him. Obviously he wasn't but what else was she supposed to say?

Hermione moved forwards a little more and sat beside him. Harry noticed that she tried to ruin the least amount of snow possible. She bent towards him and pulled his shoulders and head into her lap. She started threading her fingers through his hair.

Damn this felt good! Why hadn't anyone else ever done anything like this before?

"Can I trust you?" Harry asked her.