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Chapter 61

Draco's POV
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Stupid Voldemort. Stupid Umbridge. Stupid Minister. Stupid school. Stupid everything besides Harry.
Because Voldemort is back, dad wanted me to be on the ministers good side. So, here I am. In the middle.
I kicked the door open to my dorm, and Harry yelped. I threw my shoes across the rom, and kicked my socks off. Harry got up and hurriedly walked over to me.
"Dray? You're mad. You've never been this mad." He said softly. He tried touching me, but I paced angrily around the room. I huffed and groaned loudly, and glanced at Harry. He looked worried.
"D-did I do something?" He asked weakly. I stopped in my tracks. He thinks it's his fault. I breathed out softly. I turned to look at him.
"It's not you Harry, it's me." I told him. I ripped off my jacket, and threw it on the floor, letting him see my robes with my shiny bright new 'Inquistatorial Squad' badge. Hurt flashed his face, then sympathy, then worry, then finally, anger.
"You joined that bitch?!" He said frantically. "Why?" He asked, grabbing his hair.
"I didn't want to!" I yelled, tears in my eyes. "Dad made me so that I was on her good side so I wouldn't get in trouble. I don't want this, Harry. Please believe me," I cried. A tear went down my face, and he looked at me. "Please," I begged. He ran to me, and hugged me close.
"I believe you," he whispered. "I'm so sorry I yelled at you. I hate seeing you cry. I love you." He said. I felt him kiss my head, so I kissed his shoulder.
"I love you. I'm sorry." I whispered.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. I love you and that will never change. I promise you." He said. I gulped and held on to him tight.
"They're making me look out for suspicious stuff. I don't wanna," I whined to him.
"I know baby, I know." He said gently as he rubbed my back. "We should do something. Her stupid ways aren't going to get us anywhere." Harry said.
"What are we going to do?" I asked as I pulled back from the hug. He shrugged and untied my tie.
"No idea, but we've gotta think of something." He said. He got my shirt and pants off, leaving both of us in just our boxers. I pulled him back into another hug. He chuckled and took me in his arms. I nuzzled my head in his shoulder.
"It's fine, Draco. I'm right here," he said into my hair.
He picked me up and put me on a bed, wrapping his arms around me so that my back was to his chest. Our legs tangled up together and our arms draped all over. It felt nice being the little spoon.
"Go to bed, baby. I'll be right here," Harry said softly into my ear. He kissed my head, then my neck, shoulder, and reached to my collarbone, then to my cheek. He buried his face in my neck, and I fell asleep instantly.
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"Babe!" Harry yelled as he came into our dorm. I jumped about 12 feet in the air. He threw his school bag across the room.
"Get dressed in winter stuff. Now." He said as he ran to the closet. I pulled on a jacket and put on some boots. I put a black 'beanie' on as Harry calls it, and turned to see Harry pulling on boots.
"Hermione had an amazing idea, and I want you to come with us," he said. I nodded, and he grabbed my waist, leading us out of the common room.
We got down to Hogsmeade, and Harry pulled me in to Three Broomsticks. I saw a huge crowd of people, from all different grades and houses.
"Harry, Draco! I got some people!" Hermione said as she waved at the front.
"A few?" He asked, shocked. "Well, let's get started." He said as he brought us to the front.
"Well, were here because... Well... We need to have practice. V-voldemort is back," Hermione said.
"Oh yeah? Says who?" Someone asked.
"Says Dumbledore," Ron spoke up.
"Right, only by going with what he said." He continued.
"Alright, and who are you?" Harry asked.
"Zacharias Smith." He said. "And I still don't see how we could believe you after everything." I growled at him.
"And what's he doing here?" He asked pointing to me. "He's with Umbridge. He can't be trusted." He said. Anger flashed Harry's face, and he hissed at him before I tried pouncing at him, making everyone jump. Harry grabbed onto my jacket, holding me back.
"Look," Harry started. "You guys, you don't know what it's like. Fighting to stay alive against torturing spells, having to be constantly alert because someone or something could kill you. Watching people die, and having to stare in those cold, dead eyes. You don't know what it's like, only knowing 4 or 5 spells, and having to fight for your life. No one here has ever been hit with the spell I got hit with?" He asked. Everyone shook their heads. Only one for me. Crucial hurts bad. "Well, it hurts. I could walk properly for two weeks. Hell, I couldn't even get out of bed without crying from pain for three days." He sighed. I remember that. I had to maneuver him to carefully pick him up so he wouldn't start crying again. He had never held onto me so tightly until those few days.
"But usually with everything I've done, was either with the help of my friends or boyfriend. I get lucky. And I'm not going to lie, I'm happy I do, because if I didn't, I would have been dead a long time ago... But the point of all of this is... We need to be able to defend ourselves if we have to go out and fight for our lives." He finished. I put my arm around his shoulders.
"Is it true you can produce a patronus?" Luna asked. Harry nodded.
Then everyone broke into everything Harry has ever done. It all ended when people got up and sighed the paper. I wrote my name nice and big at the bottom.
"There," I said, tapping my pen on the page for a period after my signature.
"I love you," Harry said. "Thank you,"
"No problem, sweetheart." I told him, and kissed his forehead. "I love you,"
He was silent for a few seconds before, "race you to Honeydukes!"
"You're on!" I shouted back.
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