Here For You

Chapter Fourteen: Lessons, the Good and the Bad

A/N: Its a good day today loves. I don't really know why, it just his one of those good days. I really hope you enjoy this chapter. But if I may ask one question real quick; am I moving too fast with their relationship? I was originally going to have them get together in third year, but i went back and looked at my blueprints for this story and I thought this would be better. I don't really know if it is, I just really wanted to write some shit about Drarry. If it is moving to fast or its not written right, can you guys please tell me? It would mean a lot to me and I would really appreciate it. Alright, I'll let you get to the chapter now, Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter. 

Third POV

Harrys first week of school had been relatively terrible. Lockhart had been a perverted nuisance. He had been staring at students, boy or girl, for far too long to be strictly a passing glance. He had talked to as many students as he could and told them to inform him of anyone who the man stared at for too long. He had given out over half his stock of bracelets and was considering to send a letter to the man at the shop in Knockturn for more. His own lesson had been uninformative and, to be frank, it was pathetic. The man had no skill in magic and couldn't cast a simple Immobulous spell. Harry had used his new found wandless magic to freeze all the creatures and put them back in their cage, while glaring at the man. He swept out of the room, hand in hand with Draco, and was disgusted to feel the mans gaze linger on his form as he disappeared. 

All his other classes that he had had so far were perfectly fine, in workload and content, but no one could shake the tension in the air whenever DADA or Lockhart was mentioned. The only thing that Harrys group of friends really looked forward to was the dueling club. Mostly because everyone wanted to watch Severus kick Lockhart dead off his feet, although if he actually killed him Harry was sure no one would complain. 

Luna had inserted herself into the group with ease and everyone loved her. She became the sister Harry had always wanted but never had, and she constantly visited during the week to talk and visit his creatures. He confessed to Draco that he would probably bring her down to the chamber to see Venenuma. Draco had laughed but agreed. 

The group had also agreed to include Luna in their Animagus plans. Most of the group had thought, for some reason, that she would be magical raven. Harry didn't agree and told her she would be a demiguise. She had gasped loudly and started giggling like crazy before planting a kiss on his cheek and running off. Draco had pouted at that, though he would never admit to it, but was smiling again when Harry had told him that Draco would be the blonde in his romance life. before he had realized that Harry had only said blonde. The group had all laughed while Harry kissed him in apology and said that he was joking. 

The whole school was jittery with anticipation of the upcoming scheduled session of the dueling club. From what was going around, Severus and Lockhart would demonstrate first before picking students to show what they can do. Harry was excited to actually learn something useful in DADA other then from his books, though he was grateful for those.

Harry woke up extra early on Saturday and woke Draco to do his hair after he had dressed. Once done the pair had walked into the common room to see Pansy and Luna sitting on the couch near the fire, talking merrily. 

"Hey guys," The two looked up and smiled at the boys before turning back to their conversation. Harry blinked and shrugged. Soon, Blaise and Theo came down and the whole snake group was ready to go. Well, almost.

"Why can't I go?" Luna was hanging over the couch whining pitifully. Harry sighed and looked at her.

"Because your a first year, Moons," Harry kneeled down next to her. "And besides I don'y want you anywhere near Lockhart if you don't have to." Luna looked at him with a pout and struggled to contain a grin when Pansy spoke up from the other side of the couch.