Only Us Under the Castle [Drarry]

Sirius

Draco scrambled out from under his bed sheets, his face flushed with embarrassment. "No, and no," he insisted, trying to fend off his friends' relentless interrogation.

"Oh my god then what did you do on the bloody date if you didn't make-out or have sex?" Pansy exclaimed, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"For your kind information, Pansy, people can 'talk'," Draco retorted, rolling his eyes.

Blaise sighed dramatically as he plopped down on the large chair they had shoved aside Draco's bed to interrogate him. "Right, did you at least kiss?" he pressed, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Draco blushed furiously, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Yes...."

"Huh? I didn't hear you," Blaise teased, leaning in closer.

"I said YES!" Draco snapped, feeling his cheeks burn even hotter under his friends' scrutiny.

Pansy couldn't help but smirk, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're so cute, going on dates, sticking to just kissing..." she teased, her tone laced with amusement.

Draco squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, feeling like he was under a spotlight. "It's not like that," he protested weakly, his cheeks still burning bright red. "We had a perfectly normal date, thank you very much."

Blaise raised an eyebrow skeptically, a smirk playing on his lips. "Normal, huh? So, what did you two talk about? Quidditch? Potions? The weather?" he teased, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You're just jealous that I actually managed to get someone who likes me for me."

Pansy smirked mischievously, leaning in closer. "Come on, Draco, spill the details. Did you share a dessert?" she teased, her tone dripping with amusement.

Draco sighed, feeling like he was being interrogated by the Umbridge- Umbitch. "We did share a dessert, actually," he admitted reluctantly, trying to ignore the amused glances exchanged between Pansy and Blaise.

Blaise raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "And?" he prompted, clearly enjoying Draco's discomfort.

Pansy gasped loudly, really corny smile on her face, "He's in for it big, Blaise I'm telling you."

"What?" Draco huffed in confusion.

"I mean, if you guys are actually just talking on dates and just kissing its very... nice. Normal you know? I was expecting more uh making out since you know the tensions been building up since third year,"

"Third year?! I believe it started out from the duel they had in second year. 'Scared potter?'"

"Oh yes!"

Distracted with their conversation, Draco cleared his throat, the two turned to look at him, "Aren't we too young to, you know get all touchy?"

Pansy smirks, "Nope, nobody really cares until its a Teacher or adult."

Draco was silent for a while, Blaise's eyes widened "Are you actually thinking about doing something on that subject."

"No! oh my god, I was just...just uh," Draco saw Pansy elbow the other, "Okay! That's enough, time to go!" He got up, motioning the two to leave.

"Fine," Pansy huffed, "but this won't be the last of it." She turned around, throwing her hair in Draco's face as she left.

"See I would do that, but I don't have hair so.." he quietly left.

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As Umbridge's wand trembled in her hand, her eyes flickered with malicious glee. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain as she surveyed the group of students before her.

Harry's heart pounded in his chest as he exchanged a worried glance with his friends. They were trapped, surrounded by Umbridge and her cronies, with no way out.

But just as despair threatened to consume him, Draco Malfoy stepped forward, he threw a Petrificus Totalus at Umbridge secretly and watched her freeze.

"Harry, come with me," Draco whispered urgently, his voice barely above a whisper.

Harry hesitated for a moment, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. But he got the feeling it was important.

So Harry followed Draco to the side of the room, their voices hushed as they spoke in secret.

"Listen," Draco began, his voice urgent. "You can't go to the Department of Mysteries. It's a trap."

Harry's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Draco took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to reveal. "Sirius isn't there," he confessed, his voice trembling with emotion. "It's... it's the Dark Lord. He's trying to lure you there, to trick you."

Harry's heart skipped a beat at Draco's words, a surge of fear coursing through him. "But... but how do you know?" he stammered, his mind racing with possibilities.

Draco met Harry's gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of care and desperation. "I overheard my father talking about it," he explained, his voice barely above a whisper. "He's working for the Dark Lord, you know. He's been feeding him information about you and your friends."

Harry felt a chill run down his spine at Draco's revelation, his stomach churning with dread. "But what do we do?" he whispered, his voice filled with uncertainty.

Draco's grip tightened on Harry's arm, his eyes pleading. "You can't go, Harry," he insisted, his voice tinged with desperation. "You have to stay here, where it's safe. I... I don't know what I'll do if something happens to you."

Harry hesitated, torn between the urgency of Draco's warning and the pressing need to rescue Sirius. But before he could make a decision, Draco spoke again, his voice firm.

"If you won't stay, then I'm going with you," Draco declared, his eyes blazing with determination. "I can't let you go alone. I just can't."

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As the chaos erupted in the Department of Mysteries, spells flew through the air with deadly precision, illuminating the dark chamber with bursts of colorful light.

But just as Bellatrix prepared to unleash a deadly curse at her cousin, a voice cut through the chaos, commanding her to stop.

"Wait," Lucius Malfoy's voice rang out, his tone commanding and authoritative.

Bellatrix paused, her wand still poised for attack as she turned to face her older brother-in-law. "What is it, Lucius?" she demanded, her eyes flashing with impatience.

Lucius's gaze flickered to where Draco stood, his son's expression a mixture of fear and uncertainty as he watched the scene unfold. His lip curled in disdain as he glanced at Harry Potter and his friends, a silent reminder of his distaste for their presence.

"Draco is here," Lucius explained calmly, his voice carrying an unmistakable warning. "We cannot risk harming him."

Bellatrix's lip curled into a sneer as she regarded Draco with disdain. "He should not have come," she spat, her eyes narrowing in annoyance.

Lucius's grip tightened on his wand, his gaze unwavering as he addressed his sister-in-law. "Regardless, we must proceed with caution," he insisted, his voice brooking no argument.

Reluctantly, Bellatrix lowered her wand, her gaze flickering between Lucius and Draco with thinly veiled contempt. "Fine," she conceded grudgingly, her tone tinged with frustration. "But this isn't over, Lucius. The Dark Lord will not be pleased."

With a final, disdainful glance at Draco, Bellatrix turned on her heel and disappeared into the shadows, leaving them to fight.

Harry saw that and ran after her, her stupid laugh echoing through the empty Ministry. He was angry, he'd seen what she was about to throw at Sirius and wanted to kill her so bad "Crucio!"