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protective

Harry stared down at the girl blocking his way with ill concealed annoyance. "Do you mind, Parkinson? I'm late for Charms."

"I'm sure Flitwick can make an exception for the Saviour," she said with a delicate sneer. Harry raised an eyebrow as she slipped her arm into his and led him down a deserted hallway. "I need a word if you don't mind, Potter."

Before Harry could tell her that he did mind- quite a lot, actually- she had stopped and turned to stare intently at him. "I understand that you and Draco are… together" Straight to the point, then.

Harry nodded. Draco had mentioned something about telling his friends that they'd been dating. Harry hadn't really seen a problem with that. Now however, he wasn't so sure...

"Look Parkinson," he began "I love Draco. He's…"

"So you say," she interrupted smoothly, flicking her hair back. She stepped closer to him until she had him backed up against a wall. Harry swallowed. For a little girl who barely came up to his shoulder, she could look damn scary when the occasion called for it.

"I just want you to understand something Potter," she hissed, pointing a manicured finger at his chest "Draco is one of my best friends. I want to see him happy and apparently you seem to do the trick. But if you do anything to hurt him, anything that causes him pain, you better pray I don't find out. Because I will hunt you down and make you pay. Are we clear, Wonder Boy?"

Harry gulped. "Crystal" he managed.

She flashed him a million galleon smile, suddenly all sunshine and rainbows again. "Good. I'll see you around, Potter"

Harry nodded hastily, watching her retreating back with relief. Merlin, and he thought his friends were protective.

He was barely out in the corridor again when he was accosted yet again. Blaise Zabini slipped out of nowhere, walking smoothly beside him. "Afternoon, Potter," the Italian greeted him politely.

Harry sighed wearily. "Look, if you're here to threaten me about Draco, I've already seen Parkin…"

"Threaten you?" Blaise repeated incredulously. "Potter, you wound me! I was just coming over to congratulate you. You and Draco are a wonderful couple, and I couldn't be happier for the two of you"

Harry blinked. "Oh," he said finally "Thank you?"

"You're quite welcome," Blaise smirked, clapping him on the back "But since you bring it up, of course you understand I have some… concerns" His grip on Harry's shoulder tightened imperceptibly "Draco is family, you see- like a younger brother to me, as it were. So naturally, it would…upset me if he were hurt in anyway."

Before Harry could respond, the Slytherin had turned to face him – a dark glint in his gaze. "I would hope that you wouldn't want me upset, Potter. Bad things happen to people who upset me. I would hate for something…unfortunate to happen to you. That would be a shame, no?"

Harry stared back, unsure what to say to that. Finally he managed a weak nod. Apparently it was good enough. Blaise smiled genially and clapped him on the back again. "I'm so glad we had this talk. You have a good day, mate" And with that, he sauntered off.

Harry took a couple of calming breaths, and resolutely made his way to class. He was late, he was getting detention for sure, he had just received a shake down from the Wicked Witch of the West and The Godfather in quick succession and he was in no state of mind to…

"Potter!"

Harry could have screamed in frustration as he saw Theo Nott walking towards him. "Potter," he began "I need to …"

"No you don't!" Harry snapped, finally losing his last ounce of patience "I need to talk to you! Now you listen carefully and if you say one word- Merlin help me, I will throw you off the Tower and then jump myself! I love Draco, do you understand? I. Love. Him. I will never hurt him! Never! He is everything to me, and I would die before I let anything happen to him! Are you happy now? Does that satisfy you damned Slytherins? Right. Good bye then!"

A flabbergasted Theo stared as the fuming Gryffindor stormed off. "But…" he mumbled half to himself, "I just wanted to borrow a quill."

Damn this was a long one!~