Throwing In The Towel

Disclaimer- I don\'t own any of the ideas from the Harry Potter Series, JK Rowling does. I\'m not making any profit from this story, so there is no need to sue me.


Summary­- Harry never knew that the Wizarding World didn\'t accept homosexuality. Unfortunately Harry will have to learn this the hard way. Slash HPDM, Mpreg.


A/N- Sorry I took so long.. I had other things on my mind.. Anywho.. I hope you like this chapter... Blah... Umm... On with the story!


Chapter 3 - The Meeting


The clock seemed to move slower and slower as the seconds crawled away. It was five minutes before dinner, and Harry was sitting in class staring at the clock trying to make it move faster. \'This is so boring. Come on move faster. I want to get out of here.\' No matter how much Harry tried the second hand just seemed to move slower and slower. \'Ah! What\'s that Muggle expression? A watched pot never boils? Yes that\'s it. Well, boil you stupid pot, boil!\' Hermione nudged Harry with her elbow. Harry looked at her and she nodded her head toward the professor in the front of the class. Hermione\'s expression clearly read: \'Pay attention! Or I will hurt you.\' Harry sighed, and as it to answer his earlier plea, the bell rang signaling the end of the period.


Harry, Ron, and Hermione all walked out of the classroom and Ron said, \"Oh man that class was incredibly boring. Yes, it\'s dinnertime.\"


\"Oh shut up about food, Ron,\" Hermione scolded. She was really starting to get tired of Ron and the hole in his stomach. \"I, for one, thought the class was incredibly enlightening. I mean who would have thought-\"


\"- Look! The Great Hall it\'s all the way down on the other side of the corridor,\" Ron interrupted Hermione. He really didn\'t want to hear about their last class all over again after he was forced to pay attention to it due to Hermione stomping on his feet every time he would start to daydream.


Hermione looked at Ron as it he had lost it. \"Umm. Yes, Ron. The Great Hall has always been there. Are you feeling fine?\"


\"Oh yes. Perfectly fine. Never better, right Harry?\" Ron asked Harry for help and he also was trying to get the conversation out of his hands.


\"Hermione,\" Harry said slowly as turned his head to look at her face. \"Ron didn\'t want to hear you talk about class so he said the comment about the Great Hall.\"


Ron\'s mouth fell open. \"Thanks for the help. Glad to know you will always be there for me,\" he chastised.


\"Anytime,\" Harry replied with a grin.


Hermione walked a little faster than the two boys and said to Ron over her shoulder, \"Ronald, if you think I am going to help you with your school work this year, then I believe that you need to act a bit more respectable toward me.\" Then she walked off fast to her seat at the Gryffindor table.


Ron looked confused at the comment so Harry slowed his pace and turned to Ron, \"She means: be nice to her and then ask her out soon, or else you are going to lose her to someone else.\" Ron turned red.


\"Wh-what are y-you talking about? I-I don\'t l-like her,\" Ron stuttered. Harry just shook his head and laughed at Ron\'s pathetic attempt to hid his feelings.


\"Sure Ron, if you don\'t like her, then Snape is my father.\"


\"Ah. You must be Harold Snape,\" Ron said sarcastically as he grabbed Harry\'s hand and started shaking it. \"I\'m Ron Weasley. Oh, by the way, I hope you won\'t mind if I set a few bludgers to your fathers head. He happens to get on my nerves a lot. Dreadful man he is. I hope you\'re nothing like him.\" Ron has a huge smile on his face as the sat down at the Gryffindor table.


Harry shook his head. \"Ron, shut up. You know you do. End of discussion.\"


Dinner flew by, and before Harry knew it, it was time for him to meet Malfoy in the Library. Harry got up from the table and said, \"I have a meeting with Malfoy now. I won\'t be back till curfew, so don\'t wait up for me. I\'ll be fine.\"


\"Now Harry, don\'t be afraid to hurt the ferret if he gets on your nerves. Oh, and don\'t be afraid to come and get me if you want to double team him. I would be more than glad to pound his face into the floor.\" Ron was shaking his finger at Harry like a mother would when telling their child to not tell lies.


Hermione\'s eyes were about to fall out of her head, when she heard Ron say that. \"I can\'t believe you Ron, you are a prefect, and as a prefect, you are supposed to set examples for your peers. You aren\'t supposed to encourage rule breaking behavior. Someone could get hurt. I expected better out of you.\"


Ron turned red as Hermione scolded him. \"Sorry, Mione.\" He said with his head bent down.


Hermione turned her head to Harry. \"Don\'t worry Harry, it will be over before you know it.\" As she said this Ron mouthed, \'Get me if you need me!\'


Harry laughed at the two of them. \"You\'re probably right, Hermione. Anyway, I better be going. Don\'t want to keep Malfoy waiting. Who knows, he\'s might get bored and off himself. Don\'t want to miss that!\" Harry quickly said as he turned around not wanting to deal with Hermione\'s reaction.


\"Harry!\" Hermione scolded as she watched him walk away. Ron was laughing in the background, and she turned and glared at him. \"Don\'t you encourage him, Ron.\" Ron stopped laughing immediately.


\"Sorry, Mione.\"


******


Harry arrived in the Library first, and found a table in the back of the room so they wouldn\'t be bothered by anyone. Malfoy arrived five minutes later, and slammed his bag on the table startling Harry.


\"So Potter, what exactly is this so called project that we need to do?\" Malfoy asked with a raised eyebrow as he tapped his fingers on the table impatiently.


Harry cleared his throat and pulled out the notes on the project that Hermione gave him. \"This is what Hermione said the project was on.\" Harry gave the notes to Malfoy and he read them over. When he was finished he glanced up to Harry.


\"Are you sure we can trust the Mudblood?\"


Harry glared at Malfoy. \"Malfoy, if you continue to make fun of my friends, I will be forced to hurt you,\" he said slowly.


\"Are you threatening me, Potter?\"


Harry smirked. \"Possibly.\" He paused. \"I didn\'t come here to spend my time trading insults with you, I came here, because I wanted to get this stupid project done. So, can we stop arguing and just get this done?\"


\"Just what exactly do you know about Skele-Gro, Potter,\" Malfoy asked, changing the subject.


Harry thought about his answer for a second. He had used Skele-Gro before in the infirmary. All he knew was that Skele-Gro tastes disgusting, it re-grows bones, and it\'s painful to re-grow bones. Other than that, he could care less about it. \"Um, I know that Skele-Gro re-grows bones. It also tastes really bad, and the whole re-growing bone process is painful. What do you know about Skele-Gro?\"


Malfoy snickered. \"You would know about re-growing bones, because you are always doing stupid Gryffindor moves in Quidditch that I hope will one day get you killed.\" Harry glared at Malfoy.


\"For your information Malfoy, it was Professor Lockhart that caused me to need Skele-Gro. Not Quidditch.\"


\"Yes, well I really don\'t care Potter. I do know that Skele-Gro is the only potion in existence that has a Muggle ingredient. I believe it is called supergoo.\"


Harry was shocked. \'Malfoy really does know a lot about potions, but what is supergoo? I\'ve never heard of it, and I grew up in the Muggle World. Supergoo? There is no such thing. Could he mean...\'


\"Do you mean superglue, Malfoy?\" Harry asked.


\"Yes, whatever that Muggle stuff is called.\" Malfoy said as if he didn\'t care.


\"Eww. You mean I\'ve drunk superglue? That is disgusting.\" Harry shuttered and then he sighed. He knew he was in for a long night. \"I\'ll go gets some books for us to use.\" Harry said as he stood up.


\"Whatever Potter.\" Malfoy replied as he studied his perfectly manicured nails. \"Don\'t take too long finding those books, I want to get this project done quickly.\"


Harry disappeared to a corner of the Library where they could find medical potions. He was mentally cursing Malfoy for not getting of his lazy arse. He skimmed the titles of several books and pulled out a few to check the index for Skele-Gro. He place the books they would need in a pile on the floor. After five minutes, his pile consisted of six thick books. He picked them up and carried them to the table. When he dropped them on the table they made a loud slamming sound, and Malfoy narrowed his eyes at him.


\"Geeze, Potter. You don\'t have to be so rude.\"


\"I don\'t want to hear it Malfoy, those books were heavy. So far, I\'m the only one who has done anything about this project.\" Harry was now getting angry. No way was he going to do this whole project while Malfoy just sat back and relaxed.


\"Well, Golden Boy, why didn\'t you just levitate the books. That would have been a lot easier. Don\'t whine to me about how your life is so hard and difficult.\"


\"Let\'s just get this done. Here,\" Harry handed Malfoy a book. \"You look in this book, I\'ll look in this one.\" Harry said as he pointed to a book near him.


Malfoy grabbed the book and looked through it. Every now and then he would write something down, and then continue reading. Harry was doing the same with his book, but he found his mind wondering a lot. Every now and then, he would pause his reading and glance at Malfoy for a few moments. It was strange being around Malfoy when he didn\'t have an angry look on his face. Malfoy was so absorbed in his book that he seemed calm. Anyone watching him could tell that he loved Potions. It was like his was in his own world. \'He looks rather attractive when he isn\'t scowling. Woo, where did that come from?\' Harry was shocked. He had never before looked at another male in that way. He had never called another male attractive. \'Malfoy must be getting to me. My mind is in disarray right now.\' Harry then realized that he had been staring at Malfoy for almost four minutes.


Malfoy could feel Harry\'s eyes on him. It was making him uncomfortable, which was a new feeling for him. He was used to people staring at him. After all, he was gorgeous, who could help but stare. It was just strange to have your rival stare at you. \'Is Potter attracted to men?\' Malfoy snickered in his mind. \'Potter\'s a poof. Well well well, this will certainly make this year rather interesting.\' Malfoy knew he liked men, but he still had to keep up appearance that he liked women, because he knew that homosexuals weren\'t accepted in the Wizarding World. No way was he about to give up his inheritance, just so he could spend the rest of his life poor with some bloke. No, he didn\'t want to live in the Muggle World, because he knew that anyone found to be gay in the Wizarding World was exiled to the Muggle World, and they also had to give up their magic. That was the reason why there were so many gay people in the Muggle World. Most wizards followed their heart instead of their wallet, the opposite of Draco\'s philosophy.


Malfoy lifted his head and looked at Harry. \"Can I help you, Potter, or do you normally stare at people when studying? It would explain why you are so stupid.\"


Harry opened his mouth to reply back to Malfoy but Professor Dumblebore saved him from the embarrassment that he would have endured by coming up behind Harry.


\"Ahh, Harry I was looking for you. I hope I\'m not interrupting anything.\" Dumbledore eyed the open books on the table.


Harry sighed. He was glad that Dumbledore saved him from making up an excuse for getting caught staring at Malfoy, but he was still angry with Dumbledore for the events at the end of last school year and for all the secrets he kept from him. Secrets that Harry had every right to know and never should have been kept from him. Dumbledore had too much control over Harry\'s life, and it was really bothering Harry. Harry found himself thinking over the summer, \'Who knows what else Dumbledore is keeping from me?\' He found himself second guessing his loyalty to Dumbledore. The man was full of secrets and he talked in riddles. It\'s hard to stay loyal to someone who never gives you a straight answer, and only tells you things when he feels it is best for you to hear them, which is usually too late. He didn\'t want to talk to Dumbledore right now and he didn\'t want to deal with his bubbly attitude.


Harry kept his face looking in Malfoy\'s direction. He refused to face Dumbledore, because Dumbledore had spent all of last year not looking him in the eyes. He wasn\'t scared of Dumbledore, he was just angry. \"What do you want, Professor?\" He asked evenly.


Dumbledore\'s chest seemed to fall as he realized what Harry was doing. \'I guess he is still angry with me,\' he thought. \"Well, Harry, I came looking for you, because I was wondering if you would be so kind as to join me for a cup of tea after your study session with Mr. Malfoy.\"


Harry glared at the wall behind Malfoy. \"We are planning on working till curfew.\"


\"Yes, but our little meeting won\'t take to long,\" Dumbledore replied with a bright smile and twinkling eyes.


\"I\'m rather tired, Professor. I had a bad summer. I couldn\'t go anywhere. I was stuck in a room all summer, but you would know all about that, wouldn\'t you Professor?\" Harry\'s glare intensified.


Malfoy watched the whole conversation with a raised eyebrow. He could tell that Potter was angry at Professor Dumbledore for something. He listened closely and took in every movement each made. \'I think I\'m going to have to report this meeting to Father. He will be very interested.\' Malfoy\'s father had got himself out of Azkaban, and the Ministry had written a full apology to him for \"wrongly classifying him as a Death Eater.\' Which is complete bull. Everyone in the Order new that Voldemort pulled some strings with his connections in the Ministry, and Mrs. Malfoy also helped things by making a very generous donation to the Ministry. The Ministry ended up saying that the Malfoy they caught that night in the Department of Mysteries was not Lucius Malfoy, but a Death Eater in disguise using Polyjuice Potion. So now, Lucius Malfoy was let out and let free to go and kill more people.


\"Now Harry, I don\'t think we should be discussing this now. That is why I think you should come for tea after you are done here,\" Professor Dumbledore said. Draco mentally cursed himself for letting himself get lost in thought and not focusing on the conversation in front of him.


\"And I already told you, Professor, I\'m tired.\" Harry voice was turning very cold, and Dumbledore wasn\'t liking Harry\'s attitude at all.


\"Ok, then you can join me for tea after breakfast.\"


\"Sorry, Professor, but I have class.\" Harry paused and then smirked. \"Surely you don\'t want me to miss any of my lessons, because I remember at the end of last year, as I was boarding the Hogwarts Express, you came up to me and gave me some books to read during the Summer. You said that you wanted me to learn all that I can, because it would help me in the long run. You certainly wouldn\'t want me to then go ahead and miss some of class. What if I miss something important, something that could save my life in the long end. You wouldn\'t my death hanging on your shoulders, would you?\"


Malfoy was shocked at that comment. \'Wow. Since when has Potter acted like a Slytherin and been rude to Dumbledore. Is the world about to end?\'


\"Well then I shall just have to have you come to my office for Dinner.\"


\"Afraid not, I don\'t want to miss Dinner with my friends. I feel that I have become rather anti-social after this Summer, and I\'m still not done catching up with them.\" Harry was really enjoying torturing Dumbledore.


\"Fine, after Dinner.\"


\"But, I have-\"


\"Mr. Potter, you will come to my office after Dinner tomorrow, and that is final.\" Dumbledore nodded his head toward Malfoy and the walked away.


Harry laughed quietly as he turned around and watched Dumbledore walk away. He then turned back around and was met up a raised eyebrow from Malfoy.


\"What?\" Harry asked.


\"It\'s not everyday that you witness Dumbledore\'s Golden Boy be very, shall I say, silver.\" Harry understood what Malfoy said. He had acted very Slytherin a moment ago. It was his Slytherin side that came out tonight when Dumbledore was here. His Slytherin side rarely came out, but lately it was showing up more. He was just angry a lot, and that seemed to be causing it to appear.


\"Yes, well I have many secrets, Malfoy.\"


\"Clearly you do, Potter.\"


The two then got back to work. They were undisturbed until they finished five minutes before curfew. They packed their bags and return the books. They didn\'t say goodbye to each other. They just left, each heading to their respective house.


To be continued.........


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