My Boy

This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Chapter Nine:

In the morning when I awake I feel slightly disoriented. I suppose it's because I'm so use to my bed at the Manor. As I accustom myself to my surroundings I notice a slight pressure on my chest. Looking down I see a head full of dark wild hair, the slight curve of Harry's button nose and red lips parted as slight puffs of air escape my boy's sleeping form.

I smirk down at the boy before letting out a huge yawn. Unconsciously I stretch my body, shaking of the blanket of sleep as I grab my wand from the beside table, casting tempus. I blink at the time. Then blink again. There's 10 minutes left before classes start and first years have to get their class schedules in the great hall from the prefects.

I bolt from the bed, throwing the blankets off of me. I am livid! Never have I been late for anything in my life and if I had known that house elves didn't come and wake people like at the Manor then I would have set a bloody alarm.

"Harry! Get up, now!" I say, shaking the boy's shoulder.

Harry blinks at me groggily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Wha--"

"Harry we need to be in class in less than 10 minutes. Here," I say, throwing a school robe at Harry. "Put it on over your pajamas we don't have time to change. We'll do that during lunch."

Harry nods as he quickly puts the robe on over his pajamas. Unfortunately for me I realize that if I don't want a detention (which is out of the question) for not dressing to school codes during class, I'll have to wear one of Harry's robes.

As I throw the robe on, shoving my feet into my shoes, I grab Harry's hand, racing from the room towards the Great Hall. I steadfastly ignore the fact that the robe has the Gryffindor crest emblazed on the front as well as the fact that it's at least a foot too short. When we make it to the almost empty hall me and Harry are nearly out of breath. I spot the only Prefect left in the Great Hall and she doesn't seem too happy about our last minute arrival.

"Potter, Malfoy, here are your class schedules. FYI charms is the first lesson for both of you, it's three corridors away, second door on the left. Room 108. If you run fast you might make it on time."

I nod at her, not bothering to waste any breath on a "thank you" though Harry does it for me. Harry and I rush through the halls, busting through the charms door just before the bell buzzes.

"Ah Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter! I'm glad you two could make it before the bell, however, know that from this day forward I expect all students to be in their seats before class starts."

I give a short nod while Harry whispers a "yes, Professor." Flitwick nods as well before pointing his wand to the only empty table in the room which is in the front of the class. I sigh as I walk towards the table, completely aware of the fact that most of the students are whispering about the Gryffindor robes I'm currently cloaked in as well as the clasps hands of Harry and I. When we make it to our seat Flitwick gives a sharp flick of his wand causing a stack of syllabi to flutter in front of all the students.

"Now, students, before beginning our class lesson I would like each of you to take a few minutes to familiarize yourself with the syllabi which we will be following very closely. It has a list of the classwork as well as homework for the whole semester. So, if anyone would want to get ahead in your coursework, by all means, do as you will."

The short Professor sits down at his desk, shuffling through a few papers, clearly expecting the students to read through the syllabi. I ignore the syllabus on my table, I have all day to read over that. The most important thing now is to figure out my class schedule--and see how many classes me and Harry have together. I look down at my class schedule, familiarizing myself with it because I do not want to ever come to classes like I did today--rushing, out of breath, and nearly late.

Malfoy, Draco
Slytherin, Year One
Class Schedule, First Semester

M/W
6:00-8:50 Breakfast
9:00-10:15 Charms, Classroom 108--Gryffindor
10:30-11:45 Transfiguration, Classroom 212--Ravenclaw
Lunch
1:00-2:15--Herbology, Greenhouse C--Hufflepuff
2:30-3:45--Divination, Astronomy Tower--Ravenclaw

T/TH
6:00-8:50 Breakfast
9:00-10:15 Arithmetic, Classroom 113--Hufflepuff
10:30-11:45 Flying, Quidditch Pitch--Gryffindor
Lunch
1:00-2:15 Potions, Classroom 006--Gryffindor
2:30-3:45 Defense Against the Dark Arts, Classroom 302--Gryffindor

F
6:00-9:50 Breakfast
10:00-11:45 Care of Magical Creatures, Hagrid's Hut--Ravenclaw
Lunch
1:00-2:15 History of Magic, Classroom 017--Hufflepuff
2:30-3:45 Free Period

I glance up from my class schedule as Professor Flitwick begins our first lesson. I am extremely pleased with my schedule because I have more Gryffindor classes than with any other house, especially on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Even if I have to put up with annoying Gryffindor's, it's worth it just to be near my boy.

Tbc...