Porcelain White ~ A Drarry Story

Chapter~8

Draco internally snickered at the brash girl's sudden gentle nature while holding him. Pansy continued down to the dungeon with Harry in her wake. Speaking of Harry, his owl was surprisingly protective of him. In fact she cared and watched over him like he was her child. He didn't blame her for not trusting him when they met after all, she had seen many of the awful things he had previously done. He apologized and promised never to do such things again. And just like that Hedwig had adopted him into their family. Gathering his thoughts, he noticed they were slowing.

Pansy stopped in front of the potions classroom and grimaced. "Take Storm back, he will be more comfortable with you," Pansy said, holding him out. Harry took Draco and placed him on his shoulder. Draco fought to balance himself. Finally he was able to stabilize on the boney shoulder. Harry followed Pansy into the classroom causing Draco to seize and dig his claws into Harry's clothes. He nearly lost his balance. The pair finally presented themselves in front of Severus.

Draco was queasy from the movement while sitting on Harry's shoulder. He had truly forgotten how small he was. The height from Harry's shoulder could compare to that of a skyscraper. He was terrified and began to shake. He had no broom or wand to help him. Harry lifted him off his shoulder, a wave of relief washing over Draco. "You can go explore Storm, Pansy and I have detention." Taking the suggestion Draco sauntered over to the Potion Master's desk. Severus was instructing the pair on organizing the ingredients cabinet, "they should be in alphabetical order with nothing out of place, am I clear?"

"Yes sir" the duo groaned and got to work. Draco had made it up onto the desk by climbing the leg. Something he didn't know he was capable of doing. He waited for his godfather to return and notice him sitting on the desk. His godfather did notice him and mumbled something about not being subtle. The man picked him up and looked him in the eye, which was incredibly startling. He examined him before placing him down once more. He sat down in his chair and said "Draco that's you isn't it?" Draco nodded. "Well then," he continued, "your transformation gets an A. Your next task is to use this new body to learn information, go undercover if you will. Find out one secret about someone you know. When you have, you can transform back and report to me." Draco bobbed his head in understanding. Severus lifted Draco off his desk and placed him on the ground. It was time to find out some secrets.

He pawed his way over to the chosen one and climbed up his pant leg then up his sweater. "Sharp, ouch ow. Storm stop it," he said. Draco mewed triumphantly as he reached Harry's shoulder. Pansy giggled and Harry glared at her. She held her hands up in mock surrender but continued to stifle laughter. "Don't laugh Parkinson, you held him like a fragile piece of china." He plucks Draco from his shoulder "He ain't fragile. If those little claws have something to prove, or the fact that he's a literal cat. The creature that is known for always landing on it's feet."

"Well excuse me Potter. I have never held a kitten before," Pansy huffed. Harry held Draco close to his chest as he continued to argue with Pansy. After a while Severus had had enough of it and came over to lecture them for not being on task. This was better than any play Draco had ever been to and the drama was just beginning. After a little bit of silence Pansy asked "so why did you protect Draco? He has caused you a lot of trouble over the years." Harry smiled "he saved me last year, went against his family and helped me end the war. He didn't have to do that. He always deserved a second chance; he just had to turn his life around. And he did."

Detention was over and Draco was still thinking about what Harry had said. As they made their way back up to the Gryffindor tower, Draco promised himself to keep being good and truly make it up to Harry someday.

They made it to the tower and went up to the eighth year dorms. Once inside Harry set Storm down on the bed. Harry took off his shoes and walked over to his trunk. He pulled out pajamas and began to strip his clothing. Draco turned away immediately, finding sudden interest in the window by Harry's bed. His cheeks were burning, Harry wasn't scrawny anymore. Battling Evil and Quidditch must have done it for him because he was toned. Draco had his little gay panic and waited another 2 minutes before turning back around. He was relieved to find that Harry was dressed. Harry climbed into the bed and cuddled the white fluff who was now a part of his family. Draco was frozen. Harry quickly slipped into dreamland. This left Draco to his thoughts, his very confused gay thoughts.

{A.N. - sorry for not updating in a while. I felt unmotivated to type. This will probably still happen so I am not going to make any promise any posting. Just know I will post. I am not dead. Thank you so much for your constant support. I love you all! ~Omelette }