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I would just like to say Merry Belated Christmas Everyone! I hope you all had a great day and had lots of delicious food, cause I know I sure did...**sigh** Chocolate...mmm
Anyways...here's the new chapter! Let's say it's a X-mas pressie from me to you!
Happy Drarrying everyone!
Harry awoke to the sound of knocking, the soft thuds resounding from the door to his room. He groaned and with a huff, sat up and rubbed his eyes sleepily.
"Come in," Harry croaked out, his voice dry.
Salazar opened the door and bounded into the room, a wide smile adorning his lips.
"Have a nice nap Harry?" Salazar said as he sat on the end of the bed, bringing his legs up and folding them beneath himself.
"I feel much better after a few hours sleep," Harry said, "although I'm still a bit tired…"
Harry yawned, proving his point. Salazar only chuckled before replying, "Well, shall we go wake that blonde fellow of yours?"
Harry flushed red, all sleepiness gone from his features as he stuttered out, "m-my blonde?"
"Well, aren't you and Draco-" Salazar began but Harry cut him off with a quick, "NO!"
Salazar could only grin at Harry who was still tainted a faint pink, "really?"
Harry could only nod rapidly, ducking his head in an attempt to hide his blush which dusted his cheeks.
"So, all those little glances and teasing was just my imagination?" Salazar asked with a sly smile as he winked cheekily at Harry.
"It was just your imagination," Harry mumbled out as he buried his face in his hands with embarrassment.
"Hm, is that so?" Salazar said leaning in towards the hunched up form of Harry who was sitting with his back against the headboard, "then if I were to say he was looking at your buttocks…"
Harry only looked up at Salazar, his eyes wide and his cheeks bright red as he began to splutter unintelligently. Salazar only chuckled at the state Harry was in before patting his unruly black hair and standing up from the bed.
"Come on, we need to go wake that said blonde," Salazar said as he offered a hand to Harry who only took it with a grumble, letting the taller man pull him up from the bed.
Salazar led Harry out to the room across from him, pausing at the door. Salazar turned and gave Harry a wink before whispering out, "Maybe I should let you go and wake him up…"
Before Harry could protest, Salazar had pushed him through the door and had pulled the door shut silently. Harry only cursed internally and tried the knob.
It was locked.
Damn you Salazar…spelling the bloody door locked…Harry thought to himself with a grumble.
"Salazar open this door. Now." Harry whispered through the door to only be met with a soft chuckled reply.
"No, it won't open until the other occupant in the room wakes up, I'm sure Draco would love to wake up to the sight of you standing over him."
"He'll curse me to oblivion if he saw me standing over him!" Harry whispered back hurriedly, eying the sleeping form on the bed, "Salazar, he'll kill me!"
"Oh, don't over exaggerate Harry," Salazar replied, his voice muffled slightly through the door, "I'll see you two downstairs, dinner will be soon!"
Harry could hear foot steps echo in the hall outside the door before he could utter a word.
Harry could only curse under his breath, mentally writing a memo to get back at Salazar.
He slowly walked to the edge of the bed, the blonde sprawled out on the covers, his head resting on the pillow. Harry sat down carefully, trying not to jostle the bed to wake its' occupant.
Harry watched in fascination as Dracos' chest rose and fall with each small intake of breath, the rhythm constant. The peaceful expression made his usually hard features child like, his blonde hair splayed out around his head, imitating that of a halo.
Harry couldn't stop his hand from brushing the blonde locks away from the sleeping man's face, the silky locks soft under his fingertips. Harry felt Draco shift, making him pull his hand away quickly.
Draco merely sighed, fidgeting a little before becoming still once more. Harry leaned forward, his face mere inches from the blondes as he observed Dracos' features, his eyes raking the handsome face.
"Draco…" Harry said softly, his eyes searching the blondes' sleeping face, "goddamn it you are gorgeous…"
Harry could only mentally slap himself.
Bad Harry! He mentally berated himself, you can't go thinking things like that! He's Draco Malfoy!
But he's asleep, another part of his brain retorted, it's not like he can hear it. Nor can anyone else either…it can be your dirty little secret…
Great…Draco Malfoy…I have a thing for Draco, bloody, Malfoy…Harry thought with a sigh, still running his fingers through Draco's hair unconsciously, well, Hermione did always say my infatuation with Draco was strange…
Harry could only breathe out one soft word, "…Draco…"
Draco could feel someone hovering over him, even in his dream. Draco felt the fingers brush against his face, whoever it was, was leaning over him, their breath soft against Draco's lips.
Draco felt the constant tickle of the air against his lips, hearing a soft voice say his name. He took a deep breath, the sweet scent of musk flooding his senses.
"Draco…" was all he heard, as he struggled to open his eyes, wondering who it was saying his name so softly, so tenderly.
Draco slowly opened his eyes, squinting up at the fuzzy face before him. When the face finally came into focus he sat up abruptly, smashing their foreheads together at his sudden movement.
"Ow!" Harry said as he rubbed his forehead, his glasses askew as he sat upon the bed.
"Ha-Harry?" Draco said, eyeing the said male who had readjusted his glasses to sit on his nose once more, "what are you doing here?"
"Salazar asked me to wake you," Harry said, sitting on the end of the bed, letting Draco sit up across from him.
"Oh…is it dinner?" Draco asked, wondering why it was only Harry who had come to wake him, also why he had been leaning over him, their faces so close together.
"Yeah, we should head down," Harry said, jumping off the bed and heading to the door, turning the knob, thankful that it opened to his touch.
Draco only nodded, following Harry downstairs, having a mental debate with himself.
Why was Harry leaning over me? Why was he saying my name? Why was he stroking my hair? Draco wondered, Argh! And he smelt so good…
Draco could only shake his head, dislodging his mental fight with himself as he followed Harry into the kitchen, the smell wafting making his mouth water.
Harry could only blush as he walked down the stairs, thankful that he was in front of Draco so that he wouldn't see his red cheeks. When he entered the kitchen the smell was divine as his stomach gave a rumble.
"Mm, smells so good," Harry said as he eyed the pile of food on the table, six chairs placed around the wooden table.
"Awake now Draco?" Salazar said as Draco nodded in reply.
"Here, have a seat," Salazar said, pulling out the chair at one end of the table, letting Draco sit in it elegantly.
Salazar winked at Harry behind Draco's back, making Harry scowl and blush pink at the thought of his actions mere minutes ago.
"Harry, this will be your seat," Salazar said as he pulled out the chair which was at the opposite end from Draco, the other four seats on the longer sides of the table. Harry sat down as he eyed the pile of food hungrily.
Salazar only chuckled and said with a smile, "just wait, the others should be in soon."
Just as Salazar said, Godric had walked in not seconds later, taking a seat beside Salazar, nodding to Harry and Draco in greeting.
"I hope you like your new rooms," Godric said plainly.
"It's wonderful," Harry replied with a smile, Draco only opting for a curt nod in approval.
"Good," Godric said with a nod, leaning back in his chair.
Helga had glided in gracefully and had seated herself opposite Salazar, pulling up the hems of her sleeves to avoid the food. She merely glanced in the direction of the other occupants on the table, tilting her head in recognition before ignoring them in favor of scribbling on a piece of parchment.
"Someone grab the door please," a sing song voice said from outside the door leading to the back garden. Godric stood and skipped to the door, holding it open to let the woman in.
The woman who walked through the door carrying a wicker basket filled with wild berries, who Harry could only assume was Rowena Ravenclaw. The woman was small, that was given, standing at a height of 4 foot 8, making her the smallest out of the six in the room.
She was wearing an overlarge shirt, which was so gigantic on her small frame, although it was tucked into a pair of overalls, the straps hanging off her shoulders, the bottoms having been rolled up to reveal bare feet.
She had vibrant red hair which was cropped to below her ears, the cut making her seem boyish yet also elegant. Her chocolate brown eyes gleamed warmly at Harry and Draco, as she gave them a warm smile.
"Row, did you go out without shoes again?" Salazar said with a tut, taking the basket from the small female and setting it down on one of the benches.
"I have told you Salazar that the forest won't hurt me," Rowena said with a dreamy voice, reminding Harry of a certain Ravenclaw back home.
"I don't think that's the least of your problems," Helga said warmly, giving the smaller female a smile, shocking the two time travelers, as she stood up and brushed a leaf out of the red hair.
Harry glanced at Draco with a look which simply stated, 'So she can smile.'
Draco only returned the look with a roll of his eyes which said, 'the bonds between women.'
Rowena only smiled at Harry and Draco, letting Helga take her by the hand and leading her to a seat.
"So you are Harry and Draco," Rowena said, taking the seat besides Helga, "Salazar has told me about you and how you will be staying with us. I'm Rowena Ravenclaw."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Harry," said boy said with a smile.
"Hi Harry," Rowena replied with a soft smile before turning her attention to the other blonde at the table, "So you must be Draco then, I like that name. Draco. Dragon."
Draco only nodded in reply with a curt, "pleasure Rowena."
Rowena didn't reply, her eyes unfocused as she stared dreamily at the blank wall.
"Row, you with us?" Salazar said, waving his hand in front of her face, "hello?"
"She sometimes does this, usually it's when she has an idea," Godric explained, "Helga, do you have spare parchment or something for her?"
Helga nodded, ripping off the bottom of the parchment that she had been writing on earlier. When Rowena finally snapped out of her daze, she stared at Salazar with a sweet smile before breathing out, "I just thought of the most wonderful thing."
"What is it Row?" Salazar asked excitedly, he always loved Rowena's ideas, as quirky as they were.
"A motto, actually Draco's name had me thinking," Rowena said as she accepted the quill and parchment that Helga had slid to her.
Rowena began to scribble a sentence on the parchment, the motto being one that Draco and Harry knew all too well.
"Draco Dormiens Numquam Titillandus," Rowena read, handing the parchment to Salazar, who in turn handed it to Godric.
"Well?" Salazar asked with an expected expression which was directed at the raven haired man, "I'm all for it, I think it's witty and funny, something we need in a school being run by us?"
"I like it," Harry said slowly, knowing that he would need to convince them to keep the motto, as it could change in the future, albeit it only being a small factor.
"Never tickle a sleeping dragon…" Godric breathed out slowly, letting the words roll off his tongue, "Draco Dormiens Numquam Titillandus. This shall do well."
Rowena smiled at Harry, "it's quite nice isn't it. I think that if we are teaching children, we should at least teach them the basics of life."
"Because they need to know not to tickle a sleeping dragon," Godric said with a small snort, "although that didn't stop someone from trying to poke one…"
"Hey!" Salazar said with an indignant yell, "I was just curious as to what it would do, how was I to know it didn't like being poked with a stick, let alone being poked at all!"
"Well, that shows your stupidity," Helga said with a huff, "I am thankful I was not there at that fray."
Draco only rolled his eyes, before staring at Harry, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Don't worry Salazar," Draco said with a quick grin, "at least you didn't try to take its' egg."
"I would let you know, it wasn't its' real egg," Harry replied with a pout, "and I'd like to see YOU take on a dragon Draco."
"I AM a dragon," Draco retorted with a flash of teeth, "hence the name Draco."
"Bloody ponce," Harry muttered under his breath, "I swear if I weren't this hungry…"
At the thought of food Harry's stomach rumbled in anticipation, the food in front of his tempting him and making him salivate. Across the table from him, Draco's stomach growled out its protests in a similar manner, making the blonde aristocrat blush pink as he crossed his arms across his stomach.
"Dig in," Rowena said with a smile upon hearing Harrys' and Dracos' stomach grumble, "I have made some fresh bread and there are roasted vegetables and also there is fish which Godric had caught in the lake, quite nice if I say so myself."
Harry and Draco dug in, both having not eaten since breakfast as they had had their little trip back in time before lunch. After they had eaten all the food on the table, and the plates washed and stacked back into their rightful places in the cupboards did the two time travelers excuse themselves, retiring back to their rooms.
The day had been huge, and despite the small nap that they had, Draco couldn't help but yawn as he led the way up the stairs to the third floor. Harry rubbed at his eyes, sleep already beginning to set in as he trudged up the stairs slowly.
When they reached the landing, the two men went to their respected rooms with only a mumbled, "night", to each other before there was the sound of doors closing.
Both men changed into the night shirts that Salazar had given them earlier in the day and they both slipped into their beds, their stomachs stuffed with food, as they drifted off into a sweet dream state.
Hopefully everyone liked the chapter! Please review as a X-mas pressie from you to me! Cause that would be the best present I would have gotten for Christmas! Even if it is a day late...