A/N: Hi there! Whew, I'm finally done with the next chapter! It took forever, and I apologize for that, I've just started my new job, and then I got sick...Well, anyway, this is it! Draco's a bit...OOC in this chapter, and well, the entire chapter is actually a bit out there, but you'll just have to bear with me! It's gonna get better, I promise! Thanks to everyone who reviewed - you make my day, so please review some more and tell me what you think of this chapter? Um...I'm babbling, aren't I? I'll let you get on with it then - chapter 9, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own it. I just like to play with it in my own little way. Ehr...moving on.

Warnings: This is slash! More slashiness in this chapter, so don't say I didn't warn you!

Chapter 9: New developments

"What do you mean by that, Granger?" Draco asked while trying to come to grips with the fact that he had just kissed Harry Potter – and Potter had kissed him back!

"You didn't tell him yet, did you? Harry, I thought that we had agreed on a plan for this?"

Draco watched as Potter blushed a bit before glaring at Granger and the Weasley girl defiantly.

"Hey, none of this was my idea, ok? Malfoy just shoved me in here, yelled at me and then he kissed me! Explain to me how that makes it my fault for not having an opportunity to tell him the specifics?"

"Fine, but you are going to tell him, right Harry? Otherwise, we might as well give up now and hand our heads over on a silver platter."

"Hello, I'm still in the room, you know? And what is it that these two think you should tell me, Potter?" Draco said sounding annoyed, and he noticed that Blaise and Pansy still hadn't moved from the doorway.

"I can't do this now, I have a meeting with Snape to get to. We'll talk later, ok Malfoy? Let's say 10 pm in the Room of Requirement? Excellent, see you then."

With this Potter and his friends quickly left the classroom, leaving a fuming Draco and two very shell-shocked Slytherins behind.


"Draco…what the Hell just happened here? Why did you save Potter, only to run after him, and why on earth were you kissing him?" Blaise had finally snapped out of it five minutes after the Gryffindors left.

"What can I say, Blaise? You were right earlier, I am attracted to him, and apparently it's mutual."

"Well, good for you! Now, what do you think he's going to talk to Snape about?" Pansy said.

"I don't know. We're going to have to talk to him as well, about the others. After class will have to do, I suppose, if Potter's talking too him now."

"I guess. So, are you going to meet him tonight?"

"I suppose so. It sounded like it was important, so I guess I had better. Now, let's go or we'll be late for Potions."


While walking towards the Potions master's office, neither Harry nor the girls said anything about what had happened in the empty classroom.

This surprised Harry a little, he would have thought that the girls would ask him all sorts of questions that he wasn't ready to answer.

When they arrived at Snape's office door, Hermione turned to Harry.

"You go in alone, we'll wait outside the classroom for you. It's best if you do the explaining yourself."

"Ok, I'll see you in a while. Here goes."

Harry raised his right hand and knocked three times at the door.


Harry quickly opened the door, stepped inside, closed the door behind him and put up silencing and locking spells, before sending another spell through the office.

This spell was designed to find and incapacitate any magical or muggle listening devises. It was quite useful if he said so himself.

"Sit down, mr Potter, we don't have all day. And what was that spell you just used?"

"It's a version of the silencing spell, it takes out all listening devises, magical as well as muggle. I designed it myself, actually. But that's not what I'm here about."

"Oh? And what, pray tell, are you here about, Potter?"

"Before I tell you anything, I want you to take a Wizard's Oath to never discuss anything of what I am about to tell you, with anyone who doesn't already know."

"Why would I want to do that, mr Potter?"

Harry just looked at him with an unreadable expression. Snape had to admit that he was intrigued as to what the boy might have to say. After all, his actions in the Great Hall last night had been absolutely hilarious.

"Very well. I, Severus Snape, hereby swear to never discuss anything that I am about to hear from Harry Potter, with anyone who doesn't already know of it. Happy now, mr Potter?"

"Thrilled. Hermione, Ginny and I have formed a truce with Malfoy, Zabini and Parkinson. Don't look so shocked, Snape, it was them that approached us."

At this Snape looked like he was about to have an aneurism so Harry shot a calming spell at him. As he watched his teacher relax, he continued.

"As I was saying, we've made a truce. On my birthday this summer I was taken from Privet Drive to a secret location to train for the upcoming battle with Voldy. Time was a little…different at this place, and I was gone for nearly a year. I was then brought back to the exact moment I was taken, so that no one would know that I had been gone. The morning after I got back, I left the Dursleys to go to London. Once there I spent the majority of last month planning on how to defeat Voldemort. I will not tell you any details – yet. I'm not sure I trust you yet. But you should know that I've asked Malfoy to speak to your House tonight about joining me. He agreed, and we are meeting later tonight to discuss how it went." Among other things.

"Why would you want the help of Slytherin House?" Snape asked suspiciously.

"If they'll side with me, it'll hit old Voldy where it hurts the most. Plus, I almost got sorted into Slytherin and I feel that it's time I embraced my Slytherin side. Now, I want to ask you the same thing that Malfoy is going to ask your House – will you join us in defeating Voldemort? For make no mistake – he will be defeated come December."


When professor Snape swooped into the classroom a few minutes later, his robes were billowing like never before. He pointed his wand at the blackboard and a list of ingredients and instructions on the potion they were doing today appeared.

Harry instantly recognized the potion, having brewed it so many times during his training, he could probably brew it in his sleep.

"Today we are brewing Veritaserum, does anyone know what it does when brewed correctly?" Snape glared at the small class when no one raised their hands, not even Hermione.

"No one? I'm disappointed, how any of you got in this class is beyond me. Maybe mr Potter can answer the question?"

"Veritaserum, when brewed and administered correctly, forces the subject to answer all questions truthfully until either the potion wears off or the antidote is administered."

"Correct. Five points to Gryffindor."

The rest of the class seemed slightly shocked that Snape had given points to a Gryffindor – and Harry Potter to boot!

"Well, what are you waiting for? Start working!"

There was a scuttle when the students rushed to do as the Potions master demanded.

Harry waited until all the others had gathered their ingredients before walking over to the supply cabinet.

'He's watching you, Harry.'

'I know.'

'What exactly happened earlier?'

'I really don't want to talk about it anymore. It just happened, like I said it did.'

'But you're going to have to tell him tonight. About you being soul-mates and about the plan. He's not going to understand otherwise.'

'I know, Mione, and I'm going to, don't worry. Now, concentrate on your potion – you're supposed to stir it three times clockwise now.'

Harry watched in amusement as Hermione yelped and hurried to stir the potion the correct way. His own potion was coming along perfectly, he just had the last two ingredients to add, and then he was finished.

He could still feel Malfoy's eyes on him, and it kinda disturbed him. Not in the way that he would mess up the potion over it, but rather what disturbed him was the way he was reacting to it. He felt the urge to blush, but managed to avoid doing it. After all, blushing just because someone (alright – your soul-mate) was looking at you in potions class after kissing you like that…well, it simply wont do.

"Time's up! Gather your potions in two vials, bring one of them to my desk, and then you are going to try the other one. You will do this in pairs; Potter and Malfoy, Granger and Zabini, Parkinson and…"

Everyone quickly did as he said, and then moved to sit in the pairs he had decided.

Harry reluctantly made his way over to where Malfoy was sitting. He sat down next to him and placed his vial on the desk before speaking.


Draco watched as Potter made his way over to him after handing in one of his vials. He sat down next to him and placed his vial on the desk before starting to speak.

"Listen, Malfoy, let's agree that we don't ask each other anything too personal when we do this, ok? Just the basics, like favourite things and the like. I don't really fancy all of my inner thoughts being spilled in potions class, wouldn't you agree?"

"Fine, Potter – just the basics. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, now remember, just take one drop on your tongue, otherwise the effects will last for about five hours."

Draco gave him a strange look, before doing as Potter said and putting one drop of the Veritaserum on his tongue. He could feel the effects starting to set in, and he had a nice fuzzy feeling around his brain.

"What is your name?"

Draco felt the overwhelming need to answer the truth, and he sort of blurted his answer out.

"Lord Draconis Lucius Malfoy."

Potter smiled a bit at that before he schooled his features again and asked the next question.

"What's your favourite subject in school?"

"Defence against the Dark Arts, and then Potions. Transfiguration is interesting as well."

"Ok, I wouldn't have guessed that…ok, final question before the potion wears off: What's your favourite magical creature?"

"Dragons, naturally." Draco could feel the haze lift from his brain, and he shook his head a few times to get rid of the last effects.

"Wow, that was so weird, it was like I couldn't help myself – I just had this compulsion to answer your questions. Now, it's your turn."

Potter sighed and carefully placed a drop of his potion on his tongue. Draco could see his eyes becoming unfocused as the potion started working.

"What is your name?" Draco decided that he might as well stick to the same questions as Potter had, it was easier that way.

"Harry James Potter, Lord Potter and Black." Draco arched an eyebrow at that. He had two titles?

"What's your favourite subject in school, Potter?" Draco asked, thinking it would be CoMC or DADA.

"It used to be DADA, but after this summer, I find Potions absolutely fascinating."

"Come again, Potter? You like Potions? Why?"

"Well, I used to be complete rubbish at it, but when you have an extra year to practise it, with the greatest Potions master to ever live, you have to change your mind." Potter frowned as if he hadn't wanted to say that.

"Ok, then…What's your favourite magical creature?"

"Basilisks. Absolutely fascinating, now don't get me wrong, they're absolutely terrifying when you come face to face with them when you're twelve, but they're fascinating all the same." Potter frowned again and shook his head. Draco could see his eyes becoming more focused, and realized that the potion must have stopped working.

"Well, I must say Potter, I never would have pegged you for such…Slytherin tendencies as liking Potions and Basilisks. Oh, I forgot – you're a parselmouth, aren't you?"

"Class is over, Malfoy. I'll see you tonight."

"Don't be silly, Potter. We have the next class together as well."

Potter cringed as he walked out of the classroom followed by Granger. Draco turned to his Godfather and cleared his throat.

"Yes, Draco? Did you want to talk to me about something?"

"Yes, uncle Sev. You see, Potter asked me to…"

"Talk to the other members of your House about joining him?"

"Um, yeah. How did you know?"

"He told me so himself before class. Now how do you plan to go about it? Because you do realize that there are a few of your Housemates that are Death Eater, don't you?"

"Yes, I know. I was actually thinking about sitting them down in the common room and asking how they feel about joining Potter."

"That won't work. You have to use cunning and wit. You can't just blurt it out like that. Now, here's what we're going to do…"


The rest of the day was actually kind of quiet, nothing out of the ordinary happened at all. Well if you don't count the new DADA teacher's reaction when she realized that she had the famous Harry Potter in one of her classes.

"Oh, my. Mr Potter – I can't tell you how honoured I am to finally meet you. Do you think that you could show the rest of the class some of the things you have learned when battling You-Know-Who?"

"Fine, what would you like to see?" Harry sighed. This was not what he wanted.

"Well, how about the Patronus charm? I've heard that you actually have a corporeal Patronus!"

"Yeah, I do. Expecto Patronum!"

The entire class gasped as a silver white stag erupted from Harry's wand to run around the room before coming back to Harry and stroking it's head on his shoulder. The professor looked very impressed with him, and thanked him before he banished the Patronus and sat down in his seat again.

"Now, this year you of course have your NEWTs so you will be working quite hard, I dare say. I know that you have had a very irregular schedule in this class, but I will try my hardest to help you review all that you will need before you take your tests."

Professor Greenwood then proceeded in telling them about how she had planned this term, before finishing class five minutes late.

That of course meant that everybody had to rush to get to their next classes on time.

"She seemed like a good professor, don't you think?"

"Sure, Mione, she seemed just fine. It's just that classes are going to be so boring this year. If it weren't for the fact that I have to be here for the plan, I would probably ask to do the NEWTs now and get it over with."

"I know. But you can at least help me revise to the tests, and then I can get an O in everything as well."

"Don't you think that's a little presumptuous, Granger? What makes you think Potter will get an O in every NEWT?"

"Malfoy, stay out of things you don't understand will you?"

"Harry! We're supposed to have a truce with him, remember?"

'And that was your idea from the beginning. What's gotten you so upset anyway?'

"Sorry, Malfoy. I guess old habits die hard, eh?"

'And I'm a bit upset about what happened in Potions when we were testing the Veritaserum. I didn't like the answers I gave him.'

"That's ok, I guess I was a bit out of line as well. Um, well I'll see you later. Bye."

They watched as Malfoy dashed off to the next class (that they happened to have together) with his cloak billowing behind him, in a manner that was disturbingly like Snape's.

"What was that all about? I don't think I've ever heard anything that much like an apology coming from Draco Malfoy before."

"I don't know. Let's just get to class and get to dinner afterwards? I really don't want to have to spend more time pretending like this isn't something I've heard before. And I really want to find out what happened to Ron after the situation at lunch."


When Draco met up with Blaise, Pansy and his Godfather after the last class of the day, he had to admit that he was quite nervous. He was about to do something that had probably never been done before – he was going to try and convince Slytherin House to join a Gryffindor.

"Are you ready, Draco? I will address them first, so you will just have to convince them." Snape said after he gave Draco a pat on the shoulder.

"Fine, let's get this over with before dinner, shall we?"

They walked in to the Slytherin common room, and when the other students noticed that their Head of House was there, they quickly gathered around. Once everybody was accounted for, professor Snape began speaking.

"As you all saw yesterday at the welcoming Feast, and at lunch today, some students have come back to school quite…different this year. I am of course talking about certain Gryffindors that we all know and hate." Snape smirked at some of the reactions he got from his students.

"How ever, this is a time of change and when difficult decisions will have to be made. The war between He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and the side opposing him is drawing closer. The side of the light is, as you all know, lead by the Headmaster. Yesterday, we found out that a new side has entered into the war; Harry Potter has decided to stand up to the Headmaster and try to defeat the Dark Lord himself. He has asked for your help in this. Now, keep in mind that joining him will not mean that you have joined the old fool, apparently mr Potter wants nothing more to do with the Headmaster. It seems that he has finally come to his senses."

Scattered mumblings of 'finally' and 'never thought I'd see the day' could be heard all trough out the room. Draco decided that this was his queue to take over, so he stepped up and started speaking.

"It's true that Potter has been quite the nuisance over the years, but he's really changed this year it seems. I have made a truce with him, because honestly, we were getting far too old for that childish feud anyway. When we agreed to the truce, he approached me about getting our House's help in the upcoming battle. Now, I know that there are many of you who do not wish to follow in your parents' footsteps when it comes to joining that mad man. Well, here is your chance. Unlike the old man and You-Know-Who, Potter won't expect you to obey his every whim, and he's not crazy like the other two. Now, I'm meeting him tonight to give him our answer, so think it over."

With this Draco and the others turned around and walked out of the common room, heading up to the Great Hall for dinner.


When Harry and the girls sat down at the Gryffindor table, the entire Hall was buzzing with what had happened at lunch. Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement and everybody quieted down.

"Could I have your attention, please. As you know, mr Ronald Weasley tried to use an Unforgivable curse on Harry Potter earlier today at lunch. Mr Weasley has been suspended until further notice. Thank you, and enjoy your meal!"

Harry was seething as the old man sat down in his seat again.

'Ron almost used the Cruciatus on me, and he only get's suspended? What the Hell is Dumbledore thinking?'

The rest of the meal went by rather quietly, and when it was 9:45 pm Harry made his way up to the Room of Requirement to meet with Malfoy.

When he got there, he walked in front of the wall thinking about how he needed somewhere to meet his soul-mate. When the door appeared and he stepped inside, however, he began to think that maybe that was a bad way to phrase his thoughts.

The Room had provided him with a romantic lighting, courtesy of about a hundred candles, a huge four poster bed with a blue bed-spread, and a black leather sofa.

"Holy crap! I better change this before Malfoy gets here!"

"Change what before I get here?"


Harry tensed as he turned around to face Malfoy.

"This room. It seems that the castle likes to play jokes on unsuspecting people sometimes. I asked her for a place to meet you, and this is what she comes up with!" Harry gestured at the room with his arms. Draco frowned as he looked around the room. When he came to the giant bed, he blushed a bit as the possibility's ran through his mind.

"What do you mean 'her'?"

"The castle, I can talk to her. She seems to like me, so usually when I ask for something she gives it to me. Now apparently, she's decided that this is what we're gonna get. Let's sit down in the sofa, shall we?" Harry walked over to the black sofa and sat down at the end of it. He waited for Malfoy to do the same, and watched as he sat down at the other end. He seemed a bit uncomfortable.

"So, how did it go with the rest of the Slytherins? What did they say?"

"We've talked to them, and they've decided that you're worth the risk. Now, both uncle Sev and I went out on a bit of a limb for you, so you'd better not let us down by blowing it."

"That's great! We're gonna have the first meeting tomorrow after dinner. Will you make sure that they find out? It'll be here in the Room."

"Sure. Now, what was it that Granger thought you should tell me?"

"Um…well, you see…it's kinda difficult to explain. Have you ever heard of soul-mates?"

Malfoy gave him that special look, the one that says 'are you a complete idiot?' before he snorted.

"Of course I have heard of it. What has that got to do with anything?"

Harry looked decidedly uncomfortable now, and was looking everywhere in the room except at Draco Malfoy.

"Well…oh, god, I'm just going to have to say it, aren't I? Malfoy; we're soul-mates."

"Come again? I could have sworn I just heard you say we were soul-mates."

"That's because I did. Look, I'm not exactly thrilled about it either – in fact, when I found out I screamed so loud both Diagon and Knockturn Ally heard me. But, it's just the way things are, ok? And it's a big part in defeating Voldemort, actually. Without the…bond that we would have as soul-mates, we can't get enough magical energy to beat him."

"So, you're telling me that we were destined to be together?"


"Ok, then. So…what are we going to do about it?"

"I don't know. How do you feel about it? I mean, aren't you the least bit freaked out?"

"Not really. I've been attracted to you for years, so I say we go for it."

"W-what? You have? Then why were you such a jerk to me for that long? Ok, I wasn't exactly innocent, but you're the one who started it all."

"I know, and I was angry at you for refusing my friendship when we first met."

Draco started sliding closer to Harry and stopped a few centimetres from his face. He could see Harry's eyes darken as he breathed in his scent.

"What are you doing, Malfoy?"


Draco leaned those few centimetres and let his lips gently touch Harry's. Harry gasped in surprise and Draco took the opportunity to let his tongue slide in to Harry's mouth. He slowly started to rub his tongue against Harry's, while his hands found Harry's neck and waist.

He pulled on Harry so that he was laying completely underneath him with his legs on either side of Draco's. The kiss got more intense as Harry put his arms around Draco and pulled him closer. He groaned deep in his throat when Harry gently nipped at his bottom lip with his teeth, and that upped the passion a fraction more.

Draco moved his lips from Harry's only to start kissing his throat and the side of his jaw. His hand was finding it's way underneath Harry's shirt and was playing with his nipples. This earned him a deep sigh from Harry and he moved his mouth back to where it had first been.

Harry started pulling on Draco's shirt in return as he moaned at the sensation he was getting from the kiss. He pulled the shirt from the pants and started unbuttoning it while he ran his hands over Draco's smooth pale chest.

As Draco started moving his hips against Harry's, he thought he was going to die from the pleasure of it all. He groaned deeply and moved his own hips against the boy on top of him, and got a whimper in return.

'Oh, God! This feels so good! But we have to stop, it's too soon.'

"Draco…stop, we have to stop." Harry panted as he pulled his mouth from Draco's.

"Why? This is right, this is supposed to be."

"I know, but it's too soon."

"What do you mean?" Draco asked as he sat up on the sofa, looking down at Harry who was still lying down.

"I mean, that it's too soon for me to sleep with you, we've only just begun to have…a relationship?"

"Fine, if that's how you feel. I was going to bed anyway. I'll see you tomorrow, and I'll let the others know about the meeting. Good night, Potter."

With that he got up and stalked out the door, leaving a very confused and horny Harry Potter alone on the sofa to try and figure out what he had done wrong.

A/N 2: Well, there you have it! Was it complete rubbish? Please review and let me know what you think! The next chapter will probably be up sometime next week, it depends on how much time I'll have. But I promise I'll update as soon as possible!

Until next time!