Parseltongue Pandemonium - a Drarry fanfic

Chapter 5 - Confessions

The weeks as a snake flew by, and with every passing day, Draco noticed new things about Harry. The way he fled whenever someone said his name in the halls. How only Quidditch truly relaxed him. The way he avoided Weasley. Even though he was mad at his friend, he still didn't want a fight. The way his hand drifted to his scar when he was nervous. How he flinched when they met a house elf near the kitchen.

Draco found many of these things strange, but wonderful in their own way. They were what made him Harry, not Potter. Harry also told Draco plenty of surprising things. Only last week Draco had remembered how Potter said he'd broken into the Slytherin dorm, and had asked him how he did it, only to receive quite a shock.

"Oh," said Harry looking up from his homework. "Hermione made Polyjuice."

"Polyjuice?! As in Polyjuice Potion?" Draco asked, stunned.

"Yeah," said Harry offhandedly, leaning back down over the table.

"And what year was this?!" Draco exclaimed.

"Second."

"Granger brewed Polyjuice successfully brewed Polyjuice in second year?!" Draco was having trouble comprehending what he was hearing. "But that's a really advanced potion! And the ingredients! Where did you get the ingredients?"

"We stole them from Snape's private stores," Harry muttered.

Draco gaped at him.

"And, what did you do?" he hissed weakly.

Harry set down his work again, and leaned back. "Ron changed into Crabbe and I changed into Goyle. Hermione tried to change into Millicent Bulstrode, but she got a cat hair accidentally."

Draco stared at Harry, with rapt attention. His gaze was of horrified curiosity, as though he didn't really want to hear. "Then what did you do?"

"We broke into the Slytherin Common room," Harry said, as though it was obvious, which, if Draco really thought about it, it was.

"Right," Draco grumbled.

Suddenly a thought hit him. "You didn't hear anything, did you? Was I there? Did I tell you anything? If I thought you were Crabbe and Goyle-"

Draco broke off as Harry let out a bark of laughter. "Were you there? Were you there?! Why do you think we went to all that work?"

Draco shook his scaly head. "I don't know? Why did you?"

Harry was still laughing as he answered. "We were there to interrogate you, idiot!"

The snake stared at the Gryffindor in horror. "Wha- Wait, you were there to-"

"Interrogate you, yeah," Harry smirked, reaching up a tanned hand to sweep through his black hair.

There was a short pause in the conversation, when Draco struggled to fully understand the lengths to which his enemy had gone to talk to him. "Why?" he finally breathed. "Why on Earth did you do that?! What did you learn?"

"You see, Draco, we thought you were opening the Chamber of Secrets."

Draco snorted. "Likely story! But really, why?"

Harry stared at his reptilian companion.

"What?" Draco demanded, frowning at him.

Harry finally fell forward onto the desk laughing harder than ever. Between his giggles, he gasped out, "It . . . wasn't a . . . joke!! We really . . . thought it was . . . you!"