Adjustment of Attitude

Adjustment Of Attitude
By: Izzymarie



Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. :D

A/n: hello readers. Sorry for the LOOOONG wait for this. I’ve been very busy, signing up for classes at my school, TRYING to find a job, and celebrating my 19th birthday. (Which was 3 weeks ago, but I’ve been doing other things.) I would have had this chapter out to you sooner, however i burnt my hand really bad. I was playing with some bottle-rocket. All i can say is... it sploded.( And yes, i meant to say sploded.) I couldn’t type until last week, but then i got caught up in the hype of waiting for the 7th book. I will say that i liked it. What did you think of it? Well, thanks for the reviews i got for the last chapter. I REALLY NEED MORE REVIEWS maybe getting more reviews will get you another chapter sooner. ;) no seriously. Does anyone even read the Autors notes at the tops of stories?

Well, i guess I’m done talking... typing. NOW on with the story.
Word count- 7,600
That makes this my longest chapter yet... YAY ME!!!

Chapter Seven: Folsom Prison Blues

Harry was shaken out of his sleep the next morning by one of the many house-elves owned by his boyfriends family. He blinked rapidly for and yawned for a few minutes before rolling out of bed, putting on his bathrobe and making his way down to the dining room. He was, as usual, the last one down to breakfast. The rest of the occupants were glaring at him for making them wait so long to eat. He sat down at his seat across from his boyfriend. Everyone started eating quickly. ‘Oh come on, they can’t have been waiting that long for me to come down.’ he thought to himself, before grabbing two biscuits and pouring a heap of gravy all over them.

“I think there is a discussion we need to have, Harry.” his father said, which made Harry really nervous. ‘Now what’

“Yes?” he said, looking up from his delicious breakfast of biscuits and gravy.

“Well, I’ve been informed that you don’t have the best grades, and you being my son, i expect better than that. I was top of my class in my day, and I expect you to be up near the top. Another I heard about were a lot of detentions. You’re not going to get as many this year. If you get eight during your first term I’ll remove you from the school and home school you. I will not have you misbehaving. That will make me look bad. Do you understand?”

Harry wasn’t given the chance to answer as an owl flew in through the open window and dropped a letter onto his fathers plate. Whoever it was obviously wanted an answer because the owl perched itself on the back of his fathers chair.

He saw his father read through it a few times. The first time he looked angry, the second time annoyed, the third time he just sighed and grabbed a quill before penning his reply.

“What was that about?” Lucius questioned before stealing a bite of egg off of his wife’s plate.
“ Apparently the Defense professor from last year decided to come back this year. The History professor has been sacked and they want me to teach that instead.” Tom said to his best friend. The brief second of excitement Harry felt when his father said that he wasn’t teaching defense was popped when he learned he was still going to teach history.

“Anyway,” his father continued, “I expect you to be well behaved at school. Do you understand the any more than eight detentions and you’re out of there rule?”

“But that’s not fair. Snape will give me ten detentions the first day. I’ll last an hour and I’ll be packing my trunk to come home. At least let me have twenty a term.” harry said, with a frown

“Don’t argue with me, Harry. I’ll go down and talk to Severus, today. I have to ask him to grade you fairly, anyhow. If i feel you didn’t deserve a detention, then i won’t count it against you, but i won’t have to worry about that because you’ll be on your best behavior.” he replied, and seeing Harry’s empty plate he added. “Now, go up stairs and finish your homework. If you’re done with that, you can take up a couple of cauldrons and practice your potions.”

Harry sighed before doing just that. He finished his homework quickly and started working on some of the potions. An hour later his father walked in to check in on his work.

“Well, how’s it going?” he asked before walking over to the bubbling cauldron and cringing. “That bad, eh?”

In response Harry looked up at him and glared. His newly appointed father sighed before waving his wand and conjuring a book.

“Here, you need to read this. It’s an Intro to Potions by Sinbad Schneebly. After you finish this, i want you to go through the first through fourth year books. I’ll give you the rest of today and tomorrow to read them all. Try to have this one done by lunch. I know you can do it.” he said, tapping on the intro book.

“Yes, sir” he replied before begrudgingly opening the book. He briefly wondered how the rest of his friends were doing, before being completely immersed in the book moments later.

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In four different houses across the continent, four different teens were being punished in somewhat different ways.

In her bedroom on the third floor of their rickety home, a red-headed girl paced back and forth across the worn blue carpeting, berating herself for being so stupid. ‘ Great, now i get to be stuck in this house for the rest of the fucking summer. Even worse, when i go back to school, I’m going to look like a fool. Ugh, those stupid aurors just had to catch us.’ she thought to herself. She had been locked in her room basically since she had been brought home from the auror station. ‘I really don’t want to go back to school, now.’ she huffed angrily just thinking about it.

Flashback

As Ginny was led from the cell, she could feel her stomach drop. There was going to be hell to pay ,and it was very obvious. The look on her mom’s face was distorted to appear as an angry veela and a demon straight from hell. To say the least, Ginny was very worried. She hadn’t seen her mother this angry since Fred and George set the living room on fire when she was eight. She knew it was going to be bad. She didn’t even realize she was home for a full minute, and she only realized because she was smacked sharply across the face. She gasped before looking up into the angry faces of her parents glaring down at her. She gained a little bit of bravery, but could also be misconstrued as idiocy.

“What the FUCK? Did you just hit me?” She screamed at her mother who immediately screeched at the curse.

“Where the hell were you?” she asked, in a deathly, too calm voice.

“Places. Which of none of your bloody concern.” She retorted, which got her another sharp smack across her face.

“How could you do this to your father and I? We have gone through so much for you, and this is how you repay us? You have no idea how much trouble you are in right now. If you put a hair out of line, you won’t be back at school... EVER You have shamed your family. Do you want me to hate you?” She screeched in her daughter’s face, which sent spit into her eyes every now and again.

“Honestly, i don’t give a flying FUCK ” She shouted back at her, “and would you STOP spitting in my FACE? Its nasty.”

‘She’s starting to sound like a banshee. What with all the screeching. If not a banshee, at least a barn owl’ she thought to herself, as the inane woman shreaked once again.

“I can’t believe the nerve of you. How dare you say such things to your mother?” her father growled at her. “She loves you, you’re her daughter, and you’re hurting her so much.”

“Whatever. She doesn’t care about me. She never pays any attention to me and i don’t even have any girls clothing. All my clothes are Ron’s cast offs. She doesn’t even know my favorite color.”

“How can you suggest I don’t care?” Her mother asked. “We care about you and your brothers very much. We just spent twenty galleons to get your brother healed and trained up for school. As for the clothes, well you were going to get some new clothes this year. Now, you’re getting nothing new. No new school books. No new clothes. No new shoes. You don’t even get a new winter cloak. You’re going to freeze because we just spent all the money that was to be spent on you to get you out of JAIL ” She screamed, before smacking her across each cheek and sending her up to her room.

The rest of her time was spent locked in her room, with meals sent up to her by random family members. Most of the time it was her mom, but she had seen Percy and Ron a few times. She was starving, which is why she was currently pacing the length of her room. She had been waiting for thirty minutes to get something to eat. She heard her door unlocking and raced over to get her lunch tray.

“Hey juvy. How are you doing?” Fred asked as he came through with her lunch. “That was absolutely amazing what you did. I haven’t seen mum that angry since we set the living room on fire. You are in me and George’s official trouble maker club now. Welcome, how does it feel?” he asked, before smirking and bowing. George just stood there laughing at his twin.

“You guys don’t hate me like the rest of the family?” She asked hopefully.

“No way. We think what mums doin about your school things is just crazy. I’m actually quite mad at her about that myself. Also, a parent should NEVER hit their kid, no matter what they did. She’s never hit Fred or I, and I think we’ve done some pretty bad things.” George said, before moving forward and enveloping her in a hug.

“Yeah, is there anything we can do to help or make you more comfortable?” Fred asked, enveloping her in a hug after George.

“You can send Lucius Malfoy a letter for me. Tell him I need help and that they aren’t going to buy my things and that she hit me a few times. I think he could get me out of here.” Ginny said, handing them the letter she wrote. “Whenever mum brings up my meals, she threatens to disown me. I don’t know what i would do if i didn’t have a family name. I need his help. Can you guys do that for me?”

“Okay, remember, we’re on your side. We’ll see you later. We’ll always love you. You’re our sister.” They said together as the disappeared out of the room to send off her letter.
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Neville wasn’t faring much better than Ginny. Of course, he didn’t know things were about to get a lot worse. He had been dragged out of the jail by his ear. No matter how much he struggled he couldn’t get the screeching woman off of him. Screeching is putting it mildly. She screamed so much, that he couldn’t understand one word the old hag said. She screeched all the way back to their country cottage and she screeched at him more when he walked off without a word and slammed his door in her face. After spluttering for a while she huffed and locked him into his room. No one had ever ignored her, and she’d be damned if she let a fourteen year old do just that.

Neville spent the next couple of days in his room. He was extremely pissed off when he realized his door was locked. Not to mention the fact that he was so hungry. His grandmother hadn’t let him eat one single meal since he slammed that door and got locked in. He was really starting to worry, whenever his grandmother came and let him out to go to the bathroom. She always had a sadistic and evil smirk adorning her face, and a look in her eyes that said, ‘i know something you don’t know’. She had something planned, and he could tell. So the next time she let him use the restroom, he called out for the family owl. He quietly muttered for it to wait outside of his bedroom window, and he prayed to god that the owl understood him. He quickly relieved himself and lit a dungbomb before throwing it in the toilet and flushing it down to get rid of the evidence.

As he was led back to his room he prayed to whichever god was listening that his owl was there waiting for him. He slowly made his way over to the window, and let out a sigh of relief when he saw here there waiting for him. He let her in and quickly gathered a quill and a piece of parchment. He scrolled a short note for help.

Mr. Ziehr,
I need your help. My grandmother is up to something. She keeps giving me evil looks, and has locked me into my room. I haven’t eaten anything since i had dinner at Drake’s house. I fear for my life. Please, i really need your help. I understand that you’re probably angry at me, but i am begging you to help me.

Sincerely,
N. Longbottom

He quickly attached the note to the owl and put her out of the window to let her fly off. ‘Thank god they live somewhere near here.’ he thought to himself, as he watched her disappear into the horizon. He almost screamed when his bedroom door banged open to emit his Uncle Albert. Neville was instantly terrified, but glad that he relieved himself when he did. Of course, he had reason to be terrified. His uncle was a very large man. He was six foot seven and had a body-builder build. He wore muscle t-shirts tucked into form-fitting pants. Personally, Neville thought the clothes made his uncle look stupid, but then, he never said his uncle was smart. He was the type of guy that girls fawned over, until he opened his mouth. What he had in looks, he lacked in brains, but that isn’t whats important right now.

What was important was the look of absolute fury on his uncle’s face. Another important thing was that his uncle was slowly advancing on him. Neville could do nothing but stand there as his uncle came closer and closer. Neville’s fear was escalating to the point where he feared he may pass out or have a terror stroke. As his uncle finally reached him, he opened his mouth.

“You disrespected my mum you little piece of shit.” as he finished the last word, he slammed his fist into the face of his nephew. White hot pain erupted on his face and he fell to the ground. His hands automatically reached up towards his bruising face. However, they never reached their destination. Neville screamed out in pain when he felt a boot connect with his arm. He could feel the bone snapping and cried out even more. He didn’t really have time to worry about it as the foot met his body time after time. After five minutes of continuous screaming, his voice went horse and didn’t want to work any more. For the next ten minutes after that his mouth was open in silent screams as thick tears rolled down his cheeks. When a particularly vicious kick met his head, he knew no more.

He didn’t know the beating lasted for another ten minutes. Nor was he aware of his bedroom door, once more, flying open. This time emitting two furious men into his bedroom. He never saw the furious eyes of one former dark lord land on his uncle. He never heard the thud of his uncle falling to the floor as two aurors rushed into the room, hitting his uncle with two stupify spells. He never felt a pair of strong arms holding him as they carefully took him to the hospital. Finally, he never felt the satisfaction as his evil grandmother was handcuffed and taken into auror custody.

(AN- that was where i was going to stop it, but i decided to add more, since you guys have been left waiting for about a month.)
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None of the other two teens had it nearly as bad as Ginny and Neville. Blaise was yelled at and grounded for the rest of this summer, and all of the next summer. He was grounded for even school holidays. He was grounded to his room except for housework and meals. His family decided the house-elves need a break.
Pansy had the least punishment out of anyone. She was reprimanded and then grounded to the house for the rest of the summer. Her parents decided that it was a good enough punishment for a first offence. She was told not to tell the rest of her friends what the punishment was.

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Harry put down the intro book.. He had a shocked expression on his face. ‘Wow, that was actually an interesting read. I guess i understand the art of it that Snape was talking about first year.’ He looked over to the clock to check how much time he had left until lunch and smiled. He still had an hour and a half left, and with a smile he opened up a book he hadn’t read for two years. By the time he was called down to lunch, he was almost half way done. He finished his chapter and, after marking his page, snapped the book shut.

He quickly made his way down to lunch. He was starving. ‘Reading that fast must give me an appetite.’ he thought to himself as he finally reached the dining room. He rushed in and grabbed his place at the table. His plate was almost over flowing with food, and he was scarfing it down.

“HAROLD LAZARUS ZIEHR,” the only woman in the bunch said sharply. “We do not eat like animals at the dinner table. Show some manners, or I’ll send you back up to eat in your room.”

“Yes, ma’am. Sorry.” he said, slowing down his pace, and looking up to see the disgusted looks on everyone else’s faces. He speared a piece of broccoli, and delicately put it in his mouth.

“Well, give me an update. Have you finished the book?” Tom asked, taking a small bite of asparagus.

Harry swallowed before saying, “Yes, father. I’m already rereading my first year books. I’m almost done with the first year book. You have nothing to worry about.”

“Well, i suppose i can give you another hour to finish the rest of the book. Then I’ll take you down to the lab and we can have you practice some of them.” He replied

“Okay, sounds good to me.” He said, before taking a drink of water.

“Do you think you could finish off the rest tomorrow?”

“ You mean up to grade four?” harry asked in shock. He had never read that fast in his entire life.

The blue-eyed man nodded before saying, “Of course that’s what I meant. I would like for you to do three potions from each book before sending you back to school. Oh, by the way. I talked to your teachers when i went to talk to Severus this morning, and-”

Harry cut him off. “Oh? What did the bat say?”

“Excuse me? That must be why you get so many detentions. You NEVER insult your teachers in front of me. He is a great man, and i won’t have you talking trash about him in my house. He said he’d give you a chance, so you better give him one. Another thing you never do is cut me off when I’m talking to you. Anyways, i talked to a few of your teachers today. I decided to drop you out of Divination and enrolled you in Ancient Runes. I also-”

“WHAT? Dad, i took that class as a blow off class. I don’t know anything about ancient runes, and i refuse to take it.” he said, in a you-can’t-make-me tone.

“What did i say about interrupting? Furthermore, don’t you dare take that tone with me, mister. I already knew why you took that foolish class. You aren’t taking any blow off classes this year, which is why I also removed you from Care of Magical Creatures. Now you’re taking arithmancy.(sp?) Don’t even try arguing with me. I will be bringing you up to speed on both subjects. You will do all the work they did last year during the rest of the summer. There is no point in arguing. I have made my decision. You can go upstairs to your room... now.” he said, with an air of finality.


“FINE” he yelled, before huffing and storming off. He missed two owls flying in through the window and going to his and his boyfriends fathers. He faintly noticed footsteps following his.

He reached the third floor landing and stopped, leaning against the wall. ‘It’s not fair. I should be able to take whatever classes i want.’

“Hey, calm down. You’ll be fine, and at least you’ll have more classes with me. I’m in both of the ones you just got transferred into.” His blonde haired boyfriend said, before claiming his lips in a kiss, which became more and more heated, until they heard a throat clearing behind them.

“What do you think you’re doing?” his fathers voice said in a very annoyed tone.

“Dad, we were just kissing. You told me we could kiss, but not do anything else.”

“No, I told you to go straight to your room. As for the kissing, we didn’t mean you could make out in the hall way while you’re grounded. We meant while you spend your two hours together on Saturdays, you can kiss a little. I guess its my own fault though, i trusted you two to come up here on your own. I guess one of us will have to escort you up from now on. Harry, I know I said we’d practice some potions, but somethings come up. Your two friends, Neville and Ginny, have contacted us. Neville feels he is in danger, so Lucius and I are going to get a couple of aurors rounded up and take them to your friend’s house. Dinner is going to be served in your rooms tonight, because we’re not sure when we’re going to be back. Harry, you need to read the rest of your potions books, and then start in on these two when you finish.” he said, before handing him Arithmancy: An Introductory Guide by October Drew and Ancient Runes: Grade One by David Pelzer.

They quickly parted ways and went to their rooms. As soon as his door shut behind him, he opened up his potions book and rushed through it. When dinner came around he shoveled it into his mouth in less than ten minutes. He finished all four of them in six short hours before he started on the next two books, which were a lot shorter than the potions books he went through. He finished them in just over two hours. He took a shower and was just getting ready to go to sleep when his father walked in.

“Hey son. I’ve got some interesting news.” His father said, walking in and sitting next to him on the bed. “The first bit of news is that Lucius and Narcissa have guardianship over Neville. He pulled some strings at the ministry and bribed some people to get that position, but at least he got it. Number two, is that he is in the hospital.”

“What? Oh god, is he okay?” Harry queried, with a sense of worry popping up in his mind. He thought of all the horrible possibilities of what could’ve happened to his friend.

“He’s fine. Don’t worry. They’re just going to keep him over night. ” his father said in response. “ My second bit of news is that I have custody of your other friend. Apparently her parents were rather angry at her for getting put in jail. They took it out differently. They smacked her a little and denied her new things for school. They were going to send her off without anything she would need. Her clothes were getting too worn, and she didn’t know what else to do. Now, did you finish your potions books?”

“Yes father, I’ve finished all my books.” he stated quietly.

The man nodded. “Good. Then tomorrow we will spend the day making potions. If we do all the potions in your first through third books it will quite possibly take to days. Then Draco will be joining us for the forth year stu-”

“Dad, can you help Neville with potions when he gets here? He’s even wor-”

“HARRY! What have I told you about interrupting me? It’s rude to interrupt an elder.” his father snapped in a displeased voice.

“Sorry, father” Harry uttered quietly

“Yes, I was already going to train him when he got here. If you wouldn’t have interrupted me you would have known that.” Tom stated. “Now, along with potions I’m going to have to teach you Ancient Runes and Arithmancy. You have two weeks to catch up to that in school. Based on the way you’ve been behaving today, I’ll have to train you in Politics and etiquette as well. Now, go to bed.” He said, pressing a kiss to the top of his son’s head.

“Yes, father. Goodnight.” he stated quietly.

The fortnight passed at a snails pace for Harry. It almost seemed like he spent the whole time learning. His father had actually started calling it summer school. He woke up every morning, ate breakfast, had arithmancy until lunch. After lunch he had Ancient Runes until dinner, and then after dinner he learned about politics, etiquette and pureblood traditions from Narcissa. Apparently Lucius had decided Neville needed to take the same classes as Harry and had signed him up for them the second he learned he had custody of him. Now Neville and Ginny joined him in the morning and afternoon classes. She signed up for the same two classes at the end of her second year. After dinner she and Neville trained in potions with Lucius. Tom took their catch up work to the professors so that they could check up on their progress. They decided the two boys weren’t up to par yet. Professor Vector, the Ancient Runes professor decided they would be in the third year class until he felt they were ready to be moved up to fourth year work. The arithmancy professor, Professor Schultz, said they were going to stay in the third year class the whole year, which they, personally, thought sucked. It was decided that since they were both under the custody of someone else, they would have the same punishments as Harry and Draco. After all, Lucius and Narcissa were Neville’s guardians, while Tom, was Ginny’s. It wouldn’t be fair to have ‘two kids be grounded to the teachers chambers, and the other two running a muck through the castle.’

When there were just a few days left until school they went shopping. Absolutely nothing major happened, and for Harry and Neville, it was quite boring. Except for the fit Harry had when he was told he wouldn’t be permitted to wear his own style of clothing until the weekends, ‘because a pureblood doesn’t wear such things in public.’ Therefore, he was dragged from store to store, trying on hundreds of outfits, and being fitted with the finest materials in the world. Neville couldn’t have cared less for what he wore, so he and Harry stood there joking about Draco and Ginny, who seemed to be having a wet dream over all the expensive clothes. After spending hours clothes shopping, they finally made their way around to the rest of the stores. When they found out that neither Ginny or Neville had their own wands, both sets of guardians almost had strokes. They were immediately dragged to Olivander’s to pick out their own wands. After that they picked up their books and made their ways back to the manor.

The day before school started up again was spent in lessons that lasted all day. After dinner they were all sent up to their rooms and told to study for a couple of hours, before going to bed. Harry was awoken the next morning by a screaming alarm clock. He groaned before forcing himself to roll out of his nice warm bed and into the shower. He frowned when he got out and realized he didn’t know what to wear. ‘I can’t believe he won’t let me dress the way i want to dress. It’s not like I’m five.’ Then he smirked, as he had thought of a wonderful idea. ‘I’ll just dress how i want anyways. By the time we’re all down to breakfast, it’ll be too late for me to change into normal clothes.’ He quickly put on a baggy black pair of bondage pants and a t-shirt that said “You’re just jealous I’ll only speak to the voices in my head.’ He painted his nails black, put in his facial piercings and added his finishing touches of eyeliner. He concluded that it was good enough for the day, before winking at his reflection and making his way downstairs to breakfast.

He surprised himself by being the first person down there. ‘Wow, this never happens’ he thought to himself, before pouring himself a big glass of orange juice. As he finished he heard a growl and looked up to see his father glaring at him from the doorway.

“What did I tell you about those clothes?” His father questioned snidely. You aren’t dressing in those clothes for classes.”

“Well, I guess I’m lucky there aren’t any classes today, huh?” he retorted sarcastically, before reaching forward for a piece of toast with a roll of his eyes.

“Do you want to spend an extra week in my quarters? If you keep getting smart with me, you’ll stay there for the whole year. Now get your ass back upstairs, and change.” Tom said, with a predatory grin. As if daring him to refuse him.

“Umm, what? If i go change, then i won’t have time for breakfast.” he said smirking, because he thought he had won. As he grabbed for a plate to put his toast on he squeaked. He was grabbed by the scruff of his neck and led out of the dining room and back up to his room. He passed the rest of his friends on their way down. As he was led into his room, his father smirked, before slamming the door shut and casting three spells in quick succession.

Harry suddenly felt very cold. He knew why when he looked down. He yelped when he realized he was completely starkers. He looked at his hand and saw his fingernail polish was gone. He felt an odd sensation on his face and realized his father must have gotten rid of his makeup. He reached his hands up to his face and felt the empty holes where his lip and eyebrow piercings used to be. ‘Hah, he must not know about the tongue ring.’ He thought to himself, when he realized that was still in. He was so focused on trying to figure out what his father had change that when he looked down and saw himself in his school uniform, minus the robes, he was shocked.

“Oh, look at that. You’ll still have time to eat,” his father said, smiling cruelly. “and if you try that again, you’ll be sorry. You never disobey me.” he said, before leading harry back down to the breakfast. Harry barely had any time to eat before he was led out to a limo. He didn’t talk to anyone on the way there. He just sat there sulking, glaring every now and again at his father, who returned the looks when he was caught staring. As they pulled into the station they were rushed towards the platform, where they ran into the rest of the Weasleys.

“Ginny. I am going to give you one final chance to come home. If you don’t... well, i guess we’re done with you then.” Arthur said, with no hint of sadness in his voice.

“Whatever. I guess we’re done then. I couldn’t stand living amongst scum like you, mother, Ron, and Percy. No offence to Fred or George, as they still treat me well.” Ginny retorted before smiling at the two brothers in question.

“You little BITCH” her mother screeched, before smacking her against the face. As she raised her hand to do it again, her wrist was grabbed by Narcissa.

“Don’t you dare. You don’t have custody of her for just that. No matter how angry you are, a mother should never smack a child.” she said before pulling Ginny and the rest of the kids, along behind her. “Come on, children. We need to make the train.”

As they walked towards the train Tom pulled him aside.

“I’ll meet you at school. You behave yourself on this train. If i hear about you misbehaving, your ass will be mine.” he growled quietly. “I don’t need you adding stress on me. Got it?”

“Simmer down. I’m not gonna be bad, father.” He replied, just as quietly before climbing onto the train.

They slowly made their way towards the back of the train, hoping to god they would find an empty compartment. As they were nearing the end of the train, they came across a situation that made Harry’s blood boil. A group of students, half of them Slytherins, half of them Ravenclaws, were surrounding a blonde girl in the middle. She cried and hugged onto herself, why the students made fun of her. Some of them were spitting and a few were shoving her back and forth. Then, a girl Harry briefly recognized as the Ravenclaw seeker, spoke up and started taunting her.

“Aww, does little Loony want her mummy?” she taunted, which emitted a sob from the girl. “Aww, she does, doesn’t she. Well, i guess it’s too damn bad her mummy died. I guess even she can’t save you now. Of course, i doubt she would even want to. Can’t you see we don’t want you here, freak? Why don’t you just go home to your daddy?”

“Isn’t it obvious, Chang? Even her daddy wouldn’t want her.” a sandy haired slytherin said. Harry couldn’t quite place the name. “Freaky bitch.” he muttered before shoving her down to the ground. Harry had seen enough. Seeing this girl brought back horrible memories from his own childhood, and he knew what it felt like to be hurt this way. He couldn’t allow it to happen to someone else.

“Leave her ALONE!” he screamed as he shoved his way through the crowd. As he reached the middle, he knelt down beside her and pulled her into a one-armed hug, which she accepted gratefully. He smiled at Neville when he came to her other side to help her up. He was about to step forward when Cho started speaking.

“Harry, don’t help her. She isn’t worth it, seeing as she’s a loser little girl that doesn’t have any friends.” As she said this, she put her hand on his free arm and started moving it up and down, while fluttering her eyelashes at him. “If you want to be popular this year, then you better not go against me. I may even consider dating you.” she said, giving him a flirty smile and put her hand on his chest. Before she could even think of moving her hand further down his chest a wand was pointed in her face. Harry smirked coolly as she turned to the owner of the wand.

“Malfoy? What the hell are you doing? Get that wand out of my face... NOW!” she screeched loudly, sounding almost like an angry chicken. “Oh, are you upset we didn’t let you join in? If so, point your wand at someone else, I’m not the one trying to take her away.” she said snootily. When the wand didn’t move she repeated her earlier statement. “I said get it out of my face.”

“I will when you remove your filthy hands off my boyfriend, you stupid ugly, simpering slut.” Draco said, with a hint of danger in his voice, that left absolutely no room for argument. “He’s not interested, Ho Chang”

She screeched at the name, but then started laughing. “I know for a fact that he is interested. He had the biggest crush on me last year. I’m a woman, i could tell. Go on, Harry, tell him. I know you’re going to agree to date me this year. Why don’t you tell us all what you think of me?” she said, smiling widely, obviously thinking she had him on her side.


Harry smiled sweetly before opening his mouth and saying, “I think you’re fucking delusional. You’re a stuck up, conceited, idiotic little bitch. My boyfriend was right. You’re a fucking slut; an ugly little whore, who feels the need to cause pain to people who are cooler and prettier then you. That must be why you were making fun of this fine young lady, here. Of course, personally I would rather fuck a mountain troll than spend one second looking at your ugly mug. Well, i think that’s all i wanted to say to you all. Bye, slut.” He said before leading the sobbing girl away from the group of people. Of course he only made it a few steps before his path was blocked by the boy who shoved the shaking blonde in between him and Neville.

“Watch your back, Potter..” he said as he got up in Harry’s face. A shove to his shoulder pushed him away.

“Actually, his surnames Ziehr. Harold Lazarus Ziehr, and it won’t be him who’s back needs watched, Pucey, it’s you. His father is a professor here, and he is really close to Snape. If you try messing with him, I’m sure his father could get you kicked out. Now, MOVE!” Draco said snidely, before shoving him out of the way and walking into the open compartment. When he saw the slytherin’s things in it, he whipped his wand and shot it all into the hallway, before slamming the door and putting up a locking spell.

Harry led the girl to a seat, before going back and pushing his boyfriend into the one next to her. Draco looked at him confused, until Harry sat softly onto his lap. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder and asked her if she was okay, as Neville and Ginny sat down across from them.

“Luna, are you okay?” Ginny questioned quietly, with a concerned look on her face.

“Yes. I’m alright. I’m just really sat and hurt. I wish my house mates didn’t hate me.” she said in an airy voice, before sniffling loudly, and wiping her tears on her sleeve.

“Well, not to be rude or anything, but who are you?” Neville asked in a neutral voice.

“Oh, I’m Luna Lovegood. Daughter of Xenophilius. He is the editor of The Quibbler.” She stated, with a bright smile.

They all nodded in greeting, before harry said. “ Are you always treated like that?”

When she nodded, Harry felt his boyfriend stiffen. “You know what i say? Fuck them. It’s their loss if they don’t like you. When we get back these three are getting resorted, why don’t you get in line with them?” the blonde adonis said

“Do you really think i should?” Luna asked, with a voice of indifference.

“Yes. If you get sorted into hufflepuff, at least they are loyal. They wouldn’t ever turn their backs on you. I know for a fact that they would protect you. In gryffindor you wouldn’t be beat up by your own house mates, no matter what they thought of you. They don’t beat up their own. If you get sorted into slytherin, well, you would have all of us to protect you. I mean it, we wouldn’t let anything happen to you if you were with us.”

“Okay, I’ll do it.” she said, before truly smiling for the first time.

Draco beamed at her before saying. “Good for you.”

“Where did i get such a great boyfriend?” harry wondered quietly.

Draco smirked before retorting, “Just lucky, I guess.”

Harry smiled before leaning down and catching his lips in a light kiss. Unfortunately, they forgot they were in a compartment with three other people, and got interrupted before they could deepen it.

“Oh, come on. Why don’t you two get a room?” Neville asked while Ginny and Luna just giggled. Harry instantly pulled away and blushed, before looking around at the other occupants.

“Okay,” Draco chirped up from below him. “The luggage compartment should be empty. Lets go, Harry.” he said, before grabbing Harry’s arm. Harry giggled before getting up and taking Draco’s hand.

It took barely any time for his blond boyfriend to lead him to the luggage, but that was probably because they were in a hurry to get some alone time together. They had been dating for a month, and they had barely been able to kiss. The two hours they got to spend together was basically supervised by their parents. Someone checked up on them every ten minutes. There were a couple of times they got lucky. Two times someone had forgotten their turn to check up on them and had left them unsupervised for twenty minutes, so they had been fortunate enough to get a couple of hand jobs each that summer. That was only twenty minutes. They had potentially a whole train ride unsupervised.

With a wave of his wand, Draco put out all of the lights in the room. Within seconds Harry was pressed up against the nearest wall, with a tongue in his mouth. Harry moaned deeply. ‘Gods, this boy can really kiss when he’s horny and desperate.’ he thought to himself. When he got tired of being pressed against the wall he changed their positions, which caused his boyfriend to break away from his kiss.

“Hey, whats with the new development. I don’t like being pushed against the wall.” he muttered darkly.

“Trust me, you will in a minute.” Harry said as he reached his hand down to his boyfriends zipper. As he dropped to his knees, he pulled the zipper and then the pants down to Draco’s ankles.

“Oooh, commando.” He said, when there were no boxers to pull down. He slowly kissed his way down the shaft, until he reached his boyfriends balls. He looked up and smiled one last time, before taking one into his mouth. He ghosted his fingers up and down his boyfriends rock hard prick as he slowly licked and sucked his secret prize. He moved his fingers down to the base and held on, before pulling away slowly and licking the vein along the underside of the shaft, as he made his way back up. This time, he really looked at his boyfriends privates. He had felt it before, but this was the first time he really got a good look at it. ‘Oh my god. I think it may be bigger than Onyx’s penis. Oh, he is going to be SO great in bed.’ He thought to himself/ As soon as the thought left his mind, he flicked his tongue tantalizingly across the little slit. He heard a breath hitch and smirked, before closing his mouth around the tip. He moved down until the whole thing was in his mouth. He could hear his boyfriend muttering something that sounded suspiciously like ‘dear god, he can deep throat.’ He hummed in reply before sucking his way back up the hard cock in his mouth. After a thought crossed his mind he removed his mouth and covered three of his fingers in saliva, before reconnecting his mouth to the hard flesh beneath it. Licking it one last time, he took the whole thing back into his mouth and started bobbing his head in a nice rhythm. As he bobbed his head up and down, he moved his fingers back to play with the puckered muscle of his boyfriend. Slowly, he slid in one of his saliva coated fingers and giggled around his boyfriend when he heard a pleased gasp. He started thrusting his finger in and out, before adding in a second, and after a minute of thrusting, a third. As he fucked his boyfriend with his fingers one thought crossed his mind. ‘Wow, he has stamina. I don’t think I could have lasted this long’ Finally he twisted his fingers and came across a bunch of nerves, and heard Draco cry out in pleasure. He giggled again, before increasing the pace of his bobbing head and thrusting fingers, making sure he hit his boyfriends sweet spot every time. Within minutes his boyfriend was spilling his seed into Harry’s waiting mouth. After swallowing every last drop he pulled up and brought Draco’s pants up with him, before tucking him back into them, and zipping up the fly. As he slowly started kissing his boyfriend again, it was obvious he liked tasting himself on Harry, because within seconds Draco had him shoved right back up against the wall, with his mouth being devoured.

As Draco finally pulled away he whispered, “ Now its your turn.” before dropping down to his knees.

They made it back to their compartment about forty-five minutes later, and smiled as that Blaise and Pansy had come in while they were gone. The rest of the train ride was spent telling jokes and funny stories. When they reached Hogsmeade station, they all clambered into one carriage and made their ways inside. Harry, Neville, Ginny and Luna waited in the entrance hall for the first years, so they could get resorted with them.

To Be continued.


A/N: hey guys, thanks for reading another chapter. I am BEGGING you to review. I’m not getting nearly enough. I really appreciate those individuals who are reviewing. You make me SMILE! It’s sad. My other story has 2 chapters, and already has more reviews this story does. If more people review, it might give me inspiration to write another chapter sooner. I’d like to reach 100 by the time this is over. (Its not near over yet.) I’m also trying to get my own computer for college. That would be amazing, because then i could type more. I have 7 other people using this one. (My mum and dad and 5 siblings.)

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Now then,

IZZY’S POLL OF THE CHAPPY!!!

1. Where should Luna be resorted
A. Slytherin
B. Hufflepuff
C. Gryffindor

2. Should Snape and Sirius end up dating?(Sirius is going to be there as snuffles.)
Yes/no

3. Should they get into any more trouble before their month long grounding?
Yes/no

4. What night should they have a party on?(this will be their last party ever.)
A. Halloween
B. Just a random Saturday, after ungrounding
C. Just a random Friday, after ungrounding

5. Should Ron and Hermione regain their memories?
Yes/no

6. Did you Read Deathly Hallows?( Just my curiosity)
Yes/No (i did)

7. If so, did you like it?
Yes/ No (LOVED IT)

hey guys, sorry if apostrophes are showing up all boxxy. I cant figure out why they're doing that.

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