Potion Mishaps and Secrets Revealed

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Chapter 4: That was a… Yeah

“Do you always suck this badly at chess Harry, or are you just going easy on me?” Draco drawled in disgust after checking Harry’s king for the fourth time that morning.

“Shut it Malfoy,” Harry snarled in return.

“Oo not so friendly. Also what’s with the Malfoy comment? I told you to call me Draco. Dra-co. Not that hard to remember. Then again after watching you play four atrocious games of chess it’s a wonder how you can do anything right.” Draco commented with a smirk.

“Ha! I moved myself from danger! Beat that Draco,” Harry proudly said while pointing to his ‘great accomplishment’.

Draco looked at the game board and then back at Harry. He reminds me of my five year old cousin when he does that… Sighing and shaking his head he moved his pawn and looked up to meet silver eyes shining with disbelief as he said, “Checkmate. I win. Play again?”

“No more.” Harry groaned. Feeling his stomach roar in protest of not being fed in a while he looked to Draco, “I’m starved.” He simply stated staring into Draco’s emerald eyes, his eyes.

“So? What do you want me to do about it?” Draco asked him slowly as if talking to an irritating child.

“Order us breakfast or something. I don’t know what I’m doing and since you have been raised with house-elves your whole life you would know what to do.” He pointed out.

Draco ignoring his anger swelling up, turned and called out for Lani. Harry changed his mind when Lani came in, asked her to serve him breakfast when he got out of the shower.

“Ah… if this is what I get for having to put up with Draco, I don’t care anymore.” Harry commented while slowly stripping and getting into the tub. Harry ran his slender pale fingers through his chin length, long blonde hair leaning against the large silver tub filled with warm jasmine scented water thinking about last night.

Flash back:

Harry rolled over for the third time in his bed. “That’s it! I can’t sleep, I quit!” He grumbled after getting out of his warm bed. Walking into the kitchen he grabbed a Muggle soda out of the fridge. Opening the can he relaxed in one of the chairs next to the fireplace taking a swig.

Merlin is it cold in here! I wish I knew where the matches were so I could start the fire. As soon as he thought it he was suddenly greeted with a roaring fire that warmed him thoroughly. Sighing he relaxed into the black leather chair as he continued staring into the fire getting lost in thought as the flames danced together to make the fire even more beautiful.

::Master Harry? What are you doing out of your bed? It is very late, you should be resting.:: Aeterno’s voice appeared in Harry’s head startling him.

::Good evening, Aeterno. I know that it’s late but I am unable to sleep. There are too many events that took place today to let sleep come to me tonight.:: Harry soberly responded.

::Hm… too many events you say. What else happened besides the switch?:: Aeterno asked slyly.

::That is the problem in itself! I am stuck with someone who hates my guts for Merlin knows how long. What am I suppose to do? Just sit around and go “yes Dra-Malfoy I know I make your life a living hell, please forgive me so we can at least survive this?” I don’t see him going for that.:: Harry responded gravely.

::How do you know the boy hates you?:: Aeterno questioned.

::He tells me! Every chance he gets he informs me how much he hates me! He is always picking on me.:: Harry explained.

::Ah. So he picks on you and you did nothing to earn it?:: She asked.

::No! Well, I did refuse his hand in friendship but that is because he was being a git the day that I met him. Acting all superior “Oh look at me I'm Draco Malfoy and my father could kick anyone’s arse and purebloods rule!” and blah, blah, blah, it was not exactly inviting. However, now I have come to terms that he is an arrogant git that I want nothing to do with.:: Harry told her.

::My dear child, who are you trying to convince?:: Aeterno asked amusedly.

Harry stiffened slightly, and faked a yawn, ::I am tired Aeterno. I am sorry, I will talk to you more tomorrow. Good Night.:: with that he turned to go back to his room after placing the barely touched can of soda in the fridge. Remembering something he turned on his heel back to his chair. ::Aeterno? Are you still there?::

::Yes Master Harry?::

::Could you do us a favor? Please do not let anyone into the room even if they know the password and announce who is at the door. This will protect Draco and I from anyone that we are not allowed to let in.:: Harry stated.

::Yes, child. Good night and get some sleep. You will need it. Oh, before you go Master Harry?::

::Yes?:: Harry responded.

::Things are not always what they seem to be. Just give people a chance to tell you on their own. Let your guard down and you might learn something. Even the most “arrogant gits” as you say can be the nicest people if you give them a chance.:: Nodding slightly Harry walked back into his room. Tucking into bed he drifted off into a peaceful sleep wondering, what in the world was Aeterno talking about.

Present:

What did Aeterno mean by that? Even the most arrogant gits can be nice? Grabbing the shampoo he poured himself a small bit out and started to gently massage it into his sopping wet blonde hair. This is all Malfoy’s fault if only he didn’t distract me with is stupid arrogant smirk, his perfect blonde hair, his perfectly toned arse, and his perfect long slender fingers… Growling with frustration he complained. Rinsing his hair he noticed his hard, aching cock was at a full hard on now. Bloody hell… go away. Think bad thoughts… uh… Picture Ron stripping and dressed only in a purple yellow polka dotted bikini thong.

Before he could finish the thought he heard banging on the door and Draco shrieking, “POTTER!!!!!!” from outside of the door.

“What do you want Malfoy? I am still bathing. If that is alright with you…” Harry snarled in annoyance.

“May I REMIND YOU that I can bloody read your mind! Do not send me such disturbing thoughts again while I’m eating breakfast. I nearly lost what I had eaten.” Draco growled back at Harry’s forgetfulness. With a smirk he added, “You like my long pale fingers eh? I bet now that you have my fingers to your control you are thinking how they feel wrapped around your…” Before he could finish that thought the door flung open sending Draco onto the floor of the Harry's room.


“Bloody hell! Watch what you are doing! You almost broke my- I mean- your nose!” Draco whined while clenching his face. Opening his eyes he then recognized the sight in front of him. There was his body looming over him shaking with fury, in the nude. Racking over his body with his emerald eyes he finally locked onto silver eyes. After a few moments passed he watched the silver eyes go from piercing softening to a lust filled glaze.

“Um, Harry you should finish your bath. You kind of forgot a towel.” Draco pointed out.

Swallowing hard Harry turned and walked back into the bathroom to finish bathing. He also had to take care of another problem.

An hour or so later after both boys had eaten and showered they were desperately bored. They had been avoiding the others gaze while attempting to read one of the many books from the collection. Slamming his book shut with disgust Draco looked up.

“Harry we are going to have to talk sooner or later.” Greeted with silence he groaned in defeat. “I’m hungry.” He complained, eyes still trained on the blonde who refused to acknowledge his presence. All of a sudden there was a small pop announcing Lani’s presence.

“I brought your afternoon snack as requested, Masters Draco and Harry.” Lani timidly informed them still terrified of the raven-haired boy remembering his harsh glare earlier. With that she set the small green bowl filled with delicious red apples, and left.

Draco shrugged and grabbed two apples. “Here, catch.” He said while tossing one of the apples to Harry. Eating their apples in silence, Harry finally glanced up.

“Did you do this on purpose?” Harry questioned while strained feeling the pulls of the potion.

“Merlin, no I did not. This is the effects of…”

“Veritas Aequitas. I know. The potion forces its’ victim to talk to the person who administered it to them. Giving the person that administered it time to ask their questions and once he or she was done the potion erases the victim's memory of even being asked. Believe it not I was paying attention to Snape.” Harry snarled while trying to fight off the potion’s effects.

“So what do we do? We have to ask each other questions for the potion to wear off. This is the stupid thing though! Why would whoever who put it in our apples put it in both? Both of us have taken the potion. Neither one of us will remember anything when it is over.” Draco pointed out.

With a slight hesitation Draco continued, “So I can ask you anything and you will have to answer me honestly and when it’s all over you and I both will not remember anything?”

“That sums it up. Ask me and you shall receive an answer whether I want to give it.” Harry finally spat out after an inner battle leaving the truth serum the victor occurred.

“Fine then. Let’s start. I will ask you first.” Both boys locked eyes trying to come up with the most destructive questions to ask each other.

“Alright Harry. Your dream about your relatives… was it real?” Draco asked with a silent beg to Merlin that it really was all a lie.

“Yes it was real. That happened this summer.” After seeing Draco pale considerably he continued, ”My turn. Were you going to be marked as a Death Eater over break before this happened?” Harry asked.

“No I was not. I do not now nor ever intend to get the Dark Mark. My parents wanted me home to get my license allowing me to Apparate.” Draco replied.

“Oh. Well, why do you hate me then?” Harry asked while shifting his feet out of nervousness.

“I do not hate you. Let's sit down on the chairs while we continue this.” Draco said while grabbing the chair closest to him. Harry plopped down in the opposite chair his eyes wide with disbelief.

“You don’t hate me?” Harry questioned.

“No you prat, I don’t hate you. I have to keep up the appearance that I hate you otherwise I won’t survive a night living in Slytherin.” Draco drawled as if it was the most obvious answer.

“Oh. So who do you hate then?” asked Harry after a brief pause.

“Why do you like asking obvious questions? I hate Voldemort and the Death Eaters that chose to be Death Eaters.” Draco answered with a laugh. “Why did you ask if I hated you? Do you hate me?”

“No. I don't hate you.” Harry strained out.

“Why are you having such a problem answering my questions? I haven’t even gotten to the fun questions.” Draco smirked.

“No fair you asked two questions.” Harry countered.

“Then I'll let you ask me two questions next. Now answer my question.” Draco said while locking eyes with the silver eyes laced with fear.

“I am afraid that saying too much to you that will give me away.” Harry responded dejectedly.

“Actually Harry, it's my turn again if we want to keep this even. So what girl has caught your eye?” Draco asked innocently batting his eyelashes in a mocking fashion.

“No one.” Harry responded and punched Draco in the arm, “Stop being a git.” With a laugh he added, “So what girl has your attention Draco?”

“No girl does, however a certain boy does. Although he is straight and I have no chance at him, I still fancy him. Every time I get near him my heart pangs with rejection so I tease and pick on him never allowing myself to show my true feelings. I will take these feelings with me to the grave.” Draco somberly said while searching Harry’s eyes for his reaction.

“So do you like anyone, Harry?” Draco asked his voice unreadable.

“Yes, except I fear that I have moved past like and moved to love. I think I love him. I love him despite the fact that he is straight. He hated me I thought and I feared that I would never get a chance to be with him” Harry said getting off of his chair walking over to Draco’s chair. Leaning in closer to Draco’s face licking his lips he continued as his eyes searched Draco’s as if looking into his soul, “Do you know who it is Dray? The boy I like? It’s-“ Before he could finish the fire extinguished. Both boys tore away from each other's eyes and looked at the fireplace. As soon as their eyes were staring at it, the fire came roaring back.

Turning his attention from the fireplace to the larger boy in his lap. “Harry, you're heavy get off of me. Bugger, tell me I am not stuck with a poof!” Draco accused while roughly shoving Harry off of him. Seeing Harry’s venomous glare he continued on his tangent, “Wait… when did you move? Wasn’t I just standing?” Hearing his stomach rumble he added,” Where did my apple go? I thought I had an apple to eat? I am still hungry.”

“Shove off Malfoy. No I am not a poof, for your information I was going to ask Ginny out over Christmas before this happened.” stated Harry. Weaving his hands through his hair, he walked into his room slamming the door shut behind him.

Looking over to the table and seeing no trace of the green bowl that had been there minutes ago, Draco shrugged, as he rose from the chair heading to his room to take a nap. Murmuring something about apples and the underlying feeling that he should know something that for the life of him he could not remember.

::My dear boy your desire is going to be a challenge isn’t it? Especially if Dumbledore keeps interfering.:: Aeterno amusedly thought to herself after watching Dumbledore’s plan back fire. ::Have no fear, I will not fail you, and he will pay though for pushing our progress backwards with him…::


Love and a Peace,
~*~Kates~*~