AN: Hello and welcome to the final chapter of this fic! I ended it in the last chapter, but I have some "Special Feature" like on your favorite DVDs and Blu-Rays. You can skip them if you want to, and they are not as well betaed as the rest of the story just like DVD deleted scenes are not as pretty or complete as the rest of the movie.
Basically, as I was writing this whole fic, I had a copy of OotP open and next to me. I would always try to follow what was going on in the book, but I didn't want to repeat what was actually there. That's part of the reason I wrote it from Draco's point of view. Because he was absent from a lot of the action that did occur in canon.
First off, I have two deleted scenes. One was Umbridge and Fudge in Dumbledore's office, wherein Harry and Draco were both present as opposed to what was posted in chapter 23, where only Harry went. The second deletion was of the scene in Umbrige's office when they were trying to Floo Sirius.
There is an alternate ending, wherein Sirius falls into the veil. It's angstier and I wanted to keep the story lighter and fluffier, for Harry and Draco's sake. (Plus my own, because I fear the readers would have hunted me down if I killed Sirius!)
Finally, there is a much requested "The Talk" scene between Harry and Sirius. That was pretty fun to write.
Delete Scene 1: The Original End of Chapter 23. Draco was in the office with Dumbledore and Harry when Dumbledore left. Reason for Deletion? Too much like the book. By having Draco not present at the meeting, Harry could tell him about it, without reliving the scene from the book
"Don't play games with me, Malfoy. I know there is a plot against the ministry here. Come along boys, we'll be going to the Headmaster's office." Umbridge sounded positively giddy. Draco felt she had no right to be that happy.
They got to the gargoyle marking Dumbledore's office. "Fizzing Whizzbees," Umbridge said.
They walked up to the office and when they entered saw Professors Dumbedore and McGonagall. Also in the office were Cornelius Fudge, the Minister for Magic, two aurors, and a redhead that looked like a Weasley. (How many of them were there?)
"Well, well. What have we here?" The minister asked.
"They were walking along the sixth floor when I found them, Minister."
"Very good, I expect you two know why you're here? Your father will be very disappointed with you, Draco." The Minister said.
Harry looked unsure of what to say, so Draco started, "I honestly have no idea, sir."
"Excuse me?" Fudge said, confused.
"Harry and I were just walking down the hallway talking about Quidditch, when Professor Umbridge brought us here." Draco said, sneaking a glance over to Professor Dumbledore, his eyes were twinkling.
"Are you aware that you had broken any school rules? Why do you think Professor Umbridge brought you here?"
"Well, I assume by the way you are talking, that you must think we did something. Maybe professor Umbridge made up some new rules to punish us? She seems to enjoy that." Draco said. Professor McGonagall had a sudden coughing fit, and he would bet she was trying to hide a laugh.
"So, it's news to you," said Fudge, angry, "that an illegal student organization has been discovered within this school?"
Draco did his best innocent look, and it was a pretty good one and said, "What? Did you find a cell of Death Eaters here, Minister? Jolly good show!"
"No, you fool, a defense group. Doloris, please bring in your witness, would you?" The Minister said.
"Of course, sir." Umbridge said.
It was a quiet several minutes and no one would look at anyone else, but Harry and Draco kept exchanging significant glances.
"Here she is," Umbridge's voice sounded from the door. Draco looked and saw Marietta, Chang's friend. She had her hands covering her face and was crying.
"Don't be scared, dear. You are a brave little girl. You're mother will be proud of you." She said. To Fudge she said, "Her mother is Madame Edgecombe, who has been helping us monitor the Hogwarts floo."
"Oh, very good," Fudge said, happily. "It's alright girl. Tell us what is going on-galloping gargoyles!"
Marietta looked up and Draco saw that she had SNEAK in purple pimples on her nose and cheeks.
Marietta would not talk, she was just crying. Hermione did a killer job on the hexed parchment, Draco thought.
Umbridge filled them in on how she had discovered the DA. She also talked about an informant at the Hog's Head. Draco looked to Harry and smirked. Harry rolled his eyes and mouthed, 'not now.'
When Umbridge finally finished her remarkably accurate tale, Dumbledore spoke up, "I think you will find you are mistaken Doloris."
They adults prattled around for a little while, Dumbledore was saying they had never met, but he wasn't sure how he was going to get Marietta to go along with it.
Draco thought things looked pretty grim.
Then, miraculously, Umbridge asked if the DA had met in the last six months, and Marietta shook her head no. He tried to hide his surprise, but maybe Hermione was a more brutal Hexer then he thought.
Harry and Draco exchanged a look. Basically, tonight was the first meeting, is what Marietta told them. Maybe they wouldn't be expelled after all.
"There is still, tonight's meeting Doloris." Fudge said.
"Indeed, minister. I had several trustworthy students go to help me round up the students, but they were forewarned. It was not necessary, of course. We have a list, you see, membership in their own hand.
To Draco's horror, Umbridge pulled out the list they signed that day in Hogsmede. Of all the spells Hermone could have put on it, he wished she put a spell to make the writing invisible.
"Excellent Doloris... By thunder!" Fudge said. Seeing the group name he repeated it, "Dumbledore's Army"
Then Dumbledore took the parchment and looked at it. "Well, the game is up. Would you like a written confession from me, Cornelius - or will a statement before these witnesses suffice?"
Draco was confused for a second, and then he realized Dumbledore was going to take the fall. He reached over to grab Harry's arm, and Harry looked at him. He mouthed 'no' and Harry didn't understand at first. As the adults kept talking and Dumbledore confessed to starting his army, Harry was going to speak out. Draco kicked him and Harry turned to glare at him. Then Professor Dumbledore admitted to plotting against the ministry.
"Be quiet Mr. Potter, or I will ask you to leave the office." Dumbledore said calmly.
"Yes, shut up, Potter." Fudge said. "You're under arrest Dumbledore. You'll come to the ministry and be transferred to Azkaban to await trial."
"Ah, we seem to have hit a snag."
Draco could guess what that was. The minister had no idea, did he. Was he insane or just stupid?
"You are under the mistaken impression that I will come quietly."
"You mean to stand against two aurors, Doloris and myself," Dumbledore.
Draco laughed out loud. Everyone looked at him. "Sorry, but did you forget that he is Albus freaking Dumbledore? He could probably take the entire Auror force at once, if he wanted to."
They looked uncomfortable for a moment. The Headmaster smiled at Draco and said, "Indeed, Mr. Malfoy. Your faith in my skills is quite flattering. Thankfully, I have yet the need to do that."
Draco decided Fudge was just stupid when he ordered his Aurors to take Dumbledore. He and Harry were pulled to the floor by a hand behind them and everyone else in the room was stunned or incapacitated by silver spells and an odd mist from the headmaster's wand. The only people still standing were Professor McGonagall, Harry and himself, and Dumbledore.
The headmaster asked, "Are you alright?"
McGonagall answered, "Yes, Albus. We're fine."
They talked for a few moments and Dumbledore promised that, "Fudge will soon wish he'd never dislodged me from Hogwarts, I promise you."
He then looked to Draco, "Stay close to Harry, Draco. Keep him safe. He will need you before the end."
Draco had no idea how to take that, but he was flattered that Dumbledore would trust him to keep Harry safe and so he agreed readily.
Dumbledore then looked to Harry, "You must study Occlumency as hard as you can. Professor Snape has said you are doing well. Please keep it up. Clear your mind, Harry, clear your mind.
Dumbledore's pet Phoenix then flew over to him and they both disappeared in a flash of fire.
Draco wondered what tomorrow would bring.
Deleted Scene 2: This one is from Chapter 26. Again, this one was too much like the book. I just cut this and went right to the Crucio in chapter.
They were waiting on Professor Snape now. Longbottom had somehow ended up with them in the office. Wrong place at the wrong time, Draco thought.
"Who were you talking to!" Umbridge screamed.
"None of your damn business!" Harry shouted back.
Draco sighed. This was totally going to end well.
When Snape arrived, he told the Headmistress he was out of Veritaserum.
Snape was his usually charming self, and then Harry shouted, "He's got Padfoot where its hidden."
Snape pretended Harry was insane, and he may well be. Draco wasn't sure at this point.
Alternate Ending: This starts in the middle of Chapter 28 and has Sirius dying as he did in canon. I didn't want him to die, as I am sure many of you can understand and so I redid my ending. It is similar to the way I had it before, just angstier. Enjoy!
The duel was in full swing now and he refocused on it, and suddenly Draco was distracted from it when Neville shouted "DUMBLEDORE!"
They all looked and saw him. Draco assumed it was over now. Dumbledore was the most powerful wizard around; none of these Death Eaters could stand up to him.
"Get out, Harry!" Sirius shouted. And Draco took Harry's arm and started dragging him away.
They were both watching Sirius duel Bellatrix when suddenly she hit him with a stunning spell, and he fell into the veil at the center of the room. Harry started to run after him, but Draco caught up and held him back.
Tonks saw what had happened and shouted, "Don't let him go, Draco. Hold him!"
Remus was running over to help him and Harry shouted, "SIRIUS! SIRIUS!" and tried to break free from his grasp.
Remus arrived and said, "He's gone, Harry."
"But he's only just gone through. We can save him!" Harry said, still struggling.
"There's nothing we can do," Remus said.
"Let me go! I have to save him," Harry said.
Draco was holding on to Harry with all his might, he was in shock. Sirius was dead.
He was whispering nonsense to Harry to help calm him down, but it wasn't working well.
"He's not dead! He can't be!" Harry shouted.
Remus and Draco had pulled Harry away from the Archway, and he was calming down. Draco looked around and saw that Dumbledore had take care of most of the Death Eaters.
There was a bang from the other side of the veil, and Draco saw Tonks go flying and Bellatrix screaming in glee. "I KILLED SIRIUS BLACK!"
"She killed him! I'll kill her!" Harry shouted as he broke free of Remus.
Draco held on but Harry was running and Draco was struggling to keep up.
"Let me go Draco, I need to get her. She has to pay," Harry said.
"I'm never letting go, Harry. We'll go together," Draco replied.
Harry was still speeding along, but nodded and they chased after her. They made it out of the Department of Mysteries and then moved into the lift and pressed the Atrium button.
When they arrived in the Atrium, Bella was trying to make a quick escape. She heard them running behind her and turned.
"My dear nephew and his little friend, come for revenge for dear cousin Sirius?" She mocked.
"We did!" Harry shouted and cast some spells. None of them hit her, but she sent some back as well.
"Poor little Potter. Did you wuv him?" Bella asked laughing.
"CRUCIO!" Harry shouted, and Bellatrix fell to the floor screaming. It didn't last long.
"Never cast that before, did you little Harry? You have to mean it," She replied.
Draco was still trying to cast spells at her, but she was blocking them all. "Last chance, Potter. Give me the Prophecy and I will let you and your little boyfriend leave here alive."
"I told Lucius before, the prophecy was smashed. Are you so addled-brained that you forgot already?"
"Impossible! Accio Prophecy!" She said.
"There's nothing to summon," Draco said. "No one heard it either. Tell your precious Master that."
"I tried master, forgive me, please. Don't punish me!" She screamed hysterical.
Draco and Harry looked at each other. She really was bonkers. "He's not here, he can't hear you."
"Oh, can't I, Potter?" A voice said.
"Master! Forgive me!" Bella shouted.
"So, it is destroyed, Potter? You have surprisingly strong Occlumency shield. But I see all. You did destroy my prophecy. Pity.
"Master, he is here!" Bella said.
"Be silent, I will deal with you later. Potter, always thwarting my plans. And you Young Malfoy, standing with Potter. You bring shame to your name. I had such high hopes for you. You will both die tonight, AVADA KEDAVRA! AVADA KEDAVRA!" The dark lord shouted, aiming at both boys.
Draco was frozen in place, shocked that the Dark Lord was here. He figured this was the end, and reached out for Harry's hand.
Suddenly the curse was blocked by an animated statue. He looked around.
The dark lord spat, "Dumbledore."
"It was foolish to come here tonight, Tom. The Aurors are on their way."
"By which time I shall be gone and you'll be dead." The dark lord replied.
The dark lord and Dumbledore made what Draco considered small talk and he led Harry away from the fray into a little corner. Draco hoped they would be safe there.
They could see the duel and Draco had to admit, it was some of the most impressive magic he'd ever seen.
"Are you OK, Harry?" Draco asked, taking his eyes off the battle.
Harry looked at him, his eyes sad, "I don't know, Draco. It hurts."
Draco hugged Harry. "You know I love you, and I'll be here for you, no matter what, I promise."
Harry smiled at him, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Everyone who loves me dies, Draco. Maybe you should walk away," He looked down.
Draco picked up Harry's face so he was looking straight in his eyes, "I won't walk away, Harry. Ever. You're stuck with me."
Harry smiled more, this time it did almost make his eyes brighten.
Suddenly, they were jarred back to looking at the battle with Bellatrix's scream of, "MASTER!"
Draco looked around and couldn't see the dark lord. Maybe Dumbledore got rid of him. Draco looked to Harry who looked like he was in physical pain.
Suddenly Harry said in a voice not his own, "Kill me now, Dumbledore."
Draco was panicked now, "Harry!" He said, shaking him.
"If death is nothing, kill the boy!" not-Harry's voice said.
"Harry, it's ok. You can fight him! I love you" Draco was crying into Harry's robes now, hope the Dark lord would leave. Dumbledore had made it over to them and was kneeling next to Harry as well.
Suddenly, Harry was fine.
The dark lord was standing on the other side of the room, and the room was filled with people, including the Minister of Magic.
Draco didn't care about all that, he wanted to make sure Harry was alright, "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes, I think I am. Thanks." Harry said.
"For what?" Draco asked confused.
"I think I could hear you…When I started to think about love and people I love he left my head."
"Oh," Draco said, "Glad I could help."
Harry laughed, and it was a wonderful sound.
Dumbledore had just finished talking to Fudge and he said, "Harry, Draco this is a Portkey to my office. Please hold on."
And with a Hook behind his navel, Harry and Draco vanished.
Harry and Draco arrived in Dumbledore's office and Harry immediately tried the door. It was locked.
The paintings all started talking to them, and Draco could tell Harry didn't care.
They sat down on one of the couches, and Draco was holding Harry's hand and leaning on his shoulder. The paintings wouldn't shut up, but Draco wasn't about to yell at them. He felt that Harry just needed him to be there for him now. So he was.
Suddenly the fire roared and Dumbledore stepped out.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter. You'll both be pleased to know that none of your friends suffered any permanent damage and they are all in the hospital wing at the moment, under Madame Pomfrey's care."
"Was anyone else hurt, Headmaster?" Draco asked.
"Nymphadora Tonks may need to spend some time in St. Mungos, but Madame Pomfrey feels she can handle it."
Draco frowned. Nymmie and Sirius out of commission, what would happen to him?
He sighed, it wasn't time to worry about that now. Harry needed him. He laid a comforting hand on Harry's back and snuggled closer.
"Mr. Malfoy, I am afraid I have to have a small talk with Mr. Potter, privately. Would you perhaps like to go to the Hospital Wing to have Madame Pomfrey check you out?" Dumbledore asked.
"I'm staying with Harry, sir." Draco responded.
"I'm afraid I must insist." Dumbledore said.
"I'll be fine Draco." Harry said, sounding dead.
"Alright, I will be in the hospital wing, waiting for you." Draco said, leaving the office.
Draco made his way to the hospital wing, to find barely contained chaos.
Madame Pomfrey was running around looking at different patients. Draco saw a certain purple haired patient and went up to her.
"Hi, Nymmie." Draco said.
"Draco! How are you?" Tonks said. She had a bandage covering part of her head.
"I'm fine. I didn't get hurt, like some people." He said, sticking out his tongue. Tonks laughed. "How are you?" He said.
"Just a bump on the head from dear Aunt Bella." Tonks said.
"I'm glad it's not too serious. Do you need anything?" Draco asked.
"No, I'm fine. You can go see the others if you want." Nymmie said.
"I'm sorry about Sirius." Draco said.
"Me too, kiddo. Me too." Tonks replied.
Draco walked deeper in to the hospital wing. Ron was still giggling, so he avoided him. He went over to Neville. "Hey, how's everyone doing, Neville?" Draco asked.
"Pretty good. Is Harry alright?" Neville asked.
"I think he will be, Neville. But his is the kind hurt that Madame Pomfrey can't heal." Draco replied.
Neville and he sat in silence for a while, and within an hour, Harry came down.
Draco rushed over to him. "Harry is everything okay?"
"Let's go talk somewhere private, Draco. Dumbledore just told me a lot of things."
Draco waved goodbye to Neville and he and Harry departed.
"Can you put up a silencing spell, Draco." Harry asked. He cast one and Harry said, "Before we go any further in our relationship, you need to hear this. It's the prophecy from department of mysteries."
"But I thought it was broken?" Draco asked.
"It was, but Dumbledore heard it originally. Here it is:
"The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. … Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies … and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not … and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. … The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies…"
Draco was in shock. "But that means..."
Harry nodded his head, "It's me or him."
"I'm sorry, love. But I am with you. Your man," Draco said.
Harry smiled. "I thought you would say that, but I was still worried. Dumbledore told me Kreacher went to see your mom at Christmas and they worked out how to do all this."
Draco didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry, Harry. Are you sure you still want me around, I mean my mom helped kill-"
"Shut it. Of course I do. You make your own decisions, just like your parents." Harry interrupted. "Kreacher also hid the mirror. So Sirius couldn't hear us when he called."
"Traitorous little house elf," Draco growled.
"Thank you for telling me Harry. I'm sorry it happened the way it did." Draco said.
"Me too, I wish I listened to you when you said it was a trap." Harry said, looking very small and sad.
"Don't play that game of, 'what if,' Harry. It'll drive you mad." Draco said as he laid a comforting hand on Harry's knee.
"Draco..." Harry started, and then broke off.
"What is it, love?" Draco asked.
"Stay with me tonight. I don't want to be alone." Harry said shakily.
Draco smiled and said sure. So they headed to the hospital wing to wait for their friends to get better, cuddling into the night.
The next morning, Harry, Draco, Neville, Ginny and Luna were sitting together at Breakfast. Ron and Hermione still needed some extra healing, but they were doing well and would be out by lunch.
Tonks would probably be there one more night.
They were sitting rather sullenly, when the post owls all came.
"Here we go," Draco mumbled. Knowing they would all make the front page.
Sure enough, people were starting to look over at them. They were pointing and whispering and talking about them.
Draco rolled his eyes. Some things never changed.
One of the last owls in the hall dropped two letters in front of Draco.
"Ah, yes. I've been expecting this as well. Wonder what the second one is," Draco said.
"What is it?" Harry asked.
"I am guessing a letter saying I am disowned, but who knows. Maybe its fan mail."
The joke fell flat and his friends just looked at him. Even Luna was staring at him like he was crazy.
He opened the letter.
Draco Lucius Malfoy:
This letter is to inform you that you have been removed from the access rights for the Malfoy family vaults.
Further, you are hereby notified that you are disowned.
Please note that the end of line clause for the Malfoy Family states that the sole heir may not be disinherited, and assuming your father does not produce another heir, you will inherit the sum total of the Malfoy fortune.
Have a pleasant day,
"Yeah, that's what I figured," Draco said, handing the letter to Harry.
"But what about your family? Where will you go this summer?" Harry asked.
"I imagine I will be going to the Tonks' house. We are all blood, and I doubt they would turn me away," Draco said.
"What's in your other letter?" Luna asked.
"Good point, I'm not sure. Let's take a look." Draco said.
Draco Lucius Malfoy:
You are hereby officially notified of your inheritance of the Black Family Estate.
With the unfortunate passing of the former head, you are now considered the head of the most Noble and Ancient House of Black.
Please keep in mind, that until your majority, access to the Black Vaults will be severely restricted. Please contact me if you would like a full list of assets and properties.
Of further note, the name Black may be substituted for Malfoy, as you have been removed from that family. To make this change official, please visit Gringotts bank.
Have a pleasant day,
"Well?" Harry asked interested.
"Its, um. Don't worry about it Harry," Draco said.
Harry looked at him, cross, "Oh come on Draco, what is it?" He grabbed the letter.
"Oh. Well congratulations," Harry said, flatly.
Draco sighed, "I had no idea he was going to do that, Harry. I assumed it would go to you."
"I don't need it; my family was pretty well off," Harry said, sounding depressed again.
"Alright. I'm glad you're not mad. What do you think? Does Draco Black sound better then my current name?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, I think it does," Harry said, smiling sadly. "I think Sirius would have liked it."
"I can't believe you are taking being disowned so well. I thought you would freak out," Neville said.
Draco smiled and looked over to Harry who still looked sad. "I've been expecting it, really. And I may have lost my family, but I think I got something much better in return."
One last scene was just a fun one I wrote at reviewers request. It was basically "The Talk" between Harry and Sirius. This was highly requested after chapter 19. I made Harry a lot more oblivious then he normally is. It's all in good fun, and I think its safe to say the conversation that Harry and Sirius had between chapters 19 and 20 was a bit more serious. No pun intended!
"What do we need to talk about, Sirius?" Harry asked the mirror in his hands. He was sitting in the room of requirements, Draco, his boyfriend, had just left to go to bed.
"Um, well you see. You and Draco may want to have sex at some point. And I want to make sure you're safe." Sirius looked as if he'd rather be anywhere else.
"Safe? Can sex hurt you? Ron's always saying that its fun and cool, but never that it could hurt."
"Oh good, you've talked to Ron about this. So what do you know about it?"
"Well Ron said that you get kids from sex. But only if you aren't standing up. He said that doing it standing up prevents pregnancy. Oh, and there is some sort of spell to make it impossible to get pregnant." Harry paused and looked stricken. "Draco and I have never cast the spell when we kissed... Am I going to get pregnant, Sirius?"
Harry looked down into the mirror, very worried. Sirius knew he really shouldn't laugh at Harry's misconceptions, but getting preggers from kissing? He had his work cut out for him.
"Don't worry Harry. Two men have almost no chance of getting pregnant. Its been known to happen, but more then kissing was involved. Also, standing up doesn't stop conception, though I suppose gravity could help, you need to cast Conceptno on the lady in question before having sex."
"What do I cast on Draco then? Just to make sure."
Sirius tried not to smirk. He'd get the kid back for making him have this conversation with Harry. "Well, you'd aim at the base of his, um you know, and say Restrano."
"Oh, what will that do?"
"It will stop him from having any problems at all. Don't worry." Sirius did smirk now, seeing that Harry was sure to try it at some point. He almost felt bad for poor Draco. It was called the Hex of Gentlemanly Restraint in polite company. It will make sure Draco has a lot of trouble reaching completion. Revenge was sweet.
Harry was looking closely at Sirius now. What kinds of things was he supposed to ask. "Sirius? Draco told me a few things about between boys, but does it work the same way for a boy and a girl?"
"Well girls have different equipment down there, Harry."
"I know that. Ron says its something like cat?"
Sirius had no idea where that came from. A cat? Furry, maybe but... Oh, of course.
"He was calling it by a slang name, Harry. It has nothing to do with a cat."
"Oh, okay. I had wondered why Hermione would need Crookshanks if she already had a cat in her skirt."
Sirius had to practice all of his self-control to keep from laughing again. But at least Harry didn't bring up McGonagall's cat animagus form. "Basically the man uses his...um... thing in the woman's hoo ha."
"Oh and with boys it butts and prostates, right?"
"You got it. Draco has trained you well."
"So you're sure I can't get pregnant from kissing Draco?"
"Positive. Not totally sure about other things. But I have done just about everything you can do with both men and women, and none of them have gotten pregnant."
"Okay, and I'll make sure to always use the spell when I see him. Just in case. He can't keep his hands off me sometimes."
"You do that. Anything else?"
"Is it bad to be thinking about Draco's naked body and doing wicked things to it. Like licking it all over or biting-"
"No! No! That's perfectly normal. You and Draco are in love and you can do anything you want with him. Just please, for the love of Merlin, don't tell me about it." Sirius paused, Harry looked like he was embarrassed and Sirius felt bad for jumping at him. "Sorry Harry. Just thinking about you doing that with someone is hard for me."
"I understand. It makes me hard too."
"That's not what I meant!"
"I thought you said it was okay..."
"It is. And natural. But I don't want to think of you and Draco in a sexual way."
"So I shouldn't tell you about how much I love his hard body pressing against mine as we snog on a couch."
"Or how much I love being in his arms and how I wish we could cuddle together naked without risking detention."
"No. Have you done that?"
"What? Of course not. There's no good place for it. Maybe next time we are at Grimmauld Place. Lots of out of the way little rooms to have our wicked little way with each other. Hmmmm... Think we could come back for a weekend soon?"
"No!" Sirius shouted. "I mean, that would look suspicious."
"I suppose that's true. I'll see you this summer, right?"
"I hope so," Sirius said. "But you and Draco won't be sharing a room, that's for sure!"
"But Sirius..." Harry whined.
"Oh, alright. But don't tell anyone I said you could."
"Thanks, Sirius! You're the best! Can I ask one more question?"
"Of course, Harry."
"Why do I sometimes get the urge to cover Draco with chocolate sauce?"
"Um..." Sirius decided it was time to end the conversation before he heard more of what his godson wanted to do to his boyfriend. "Oh look, they are calling me downstairs for an order meeting. Don't be a stranger!"
"Okay Sirius, good night!"
Sirius quickly turned off his Mirror and sighed. He was quite glad that the conversation was over. He was going to get Draco back, that was for sure. Something much worse then a Restrano spell. Oh yes, his cousin would pay.
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