Jade and the Silver Dragon

Chapter 12

The following week Harry was back and forth from his home with Sirius to his rooms at Hogwarts. He had added a few more necessities to his rooms like a television, VHS and DVD player and a stereo that was also wired up to the pool room, using magic to hook everything up. He had gone to Muggle London to buy some notebooks, ballpoint pens and some coloured highlighters for marking the students' work.

He went to Flourish & Blotts in Diagon Alley, and a discreet bookstore in Knockturn Alley to purchase books on The Dark Arts, and a few others for his personal collection. He also had brought back quite a few books from the Black Library. He looked around his new home and smiled to himself... he was now ready for the next day. September first.

It was arranged that Harry would meet Hermione, Ron, and Ginny at Platform nine and three quarters for his final ride to Hogwarts. He may not be a student anymore, but he wanted to do this with his long-time friends.

He spent some time trying to figure out what to wear for his first meeting with Draco of the year... jeans or leather. He opted for a pair of black jeans and an emerald green dress shirt, letting the bottom hang to his hips. He left his hair loose, letting it fall in light waves to his shoulders. He wore the long leather jacket that he received for his birthday from Severus, and a pair of shaded sunglasses to hide his tell-tale green eyes.

He came through the barrier with Sirius about fifteen minutes before the train was scheduled to leave. He noticed Hermione, Ron, and Ginny waiting by the train and made his way over to them, getting quite a few hungry gazes along the way.

Hermione stood at Ron's side as Harry 'strutted' his way over to them, looking very dark and sexy. If she wasn't involved with Ron... and if Harry was not gay... she probably would have liked to sample a bit of her best friend at that moment. The three of them watched in amusement as Harry and Sirius made their way towards them, people would stop their conversations to look at the newcomer..wondering who he was. Gone was Harry who dressed in oversized and shabby clothes. Gone was the bespectacled youth from their previous years. Here was a young man that knew he looked good, and felt very confident of himself.

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Meanwhile, near the back of the train, Draco sat in a compartment by himself, having come early to have some peace and solitude before some of his more boisterous friends arrived. He happened to glance out the window to see Sirius Black and another man come through the barrier. He would recognize Sirius Black anywhere, but the other he did not recall seeing before. He looked tall, tanned, toned, and... good enough to eat. He watched as tall-dark-and delectable came up to Granger and Weasley and hugged them tight, the strangers smile growing as he talked to the two. He looked closer as the stranger took off the sunglasses. "Potter," he said quietly to himself, seeing the green eyes he had seen in his dreams for a few years now. "He looks good...real good," He thought to himself, his eyes following Harry until he couldn't see him anymore. He sat back and dug out his latest letter from Jade, reading it for about the tenth time since he received it, wondering when the mysterious person would reveal themselves to him.

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Harry sat in the usual compartment with Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville, Seamus, and Luna, talking for awhile until he felt the train moving. He took off his jacket and put it on the hook, making sure to take out the vibrating control and a dark arts book. "Well, guys, I need to stretch my legs a bit. If I'm not back in half an hour... don't come looking for me," He smirked to Ron and Hermione, who knew where he was heading.

"Good luck," Hermione said smiling mischievously as the others looked at her like she was losing her mind.

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Draco sat back, shifting every so often in his seat. He had put the vibrator in, thinking he would find out who this mysterious Jade was. He would close his eyes and lick his lips as every once and a while he would feel the vibration, then sigh in frustration when it would stop. He unfolded the letter and read it to himself... again.