Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction / Pitch Black Fan Fiction ❯ The Kitten and the Killer ❯ Never Tease A Sneering Dragon ( Chapter 9 )

Chapter 9 - Never Tease A Sneering Dragon

Harry woke at dawn the next morning and stretched out, hearing the birds greeting the sun and the new day in the background. He crawled up the bed and gave Riddick a soft kiss on the cheek before moving to his ear and whispering:

“Riddick, wake up…” Mirror-shine orbs shot open and he stared up into slitted emeralds.

“Morning Kitten.” The Furyan grumbled, and he sat up as the raven moved backward.

“Morning!” Harry replied chirpily, bouncing off the bed and running around quickly to gather his training clothes. “Come on, I wanna train before I have to go.” He tugged at Riddick who was still sitting on the bed.

“Fine, go run your laps and I'll meet you up there.” He replied while standing and strolling towards the dresser.

“Okie dokie, see you soon.” The gryffindor raced out the door and bounded down the stairs. He easily jumped off a staircase moving in the wrong direction and landed gracefully on the one below, making him very thankful for his cat demon attributes.

Once outside, he got started on his usual fifteen laps around the Hogwarts grounds. The amount of laps had gradually increased throughout the summer, and he had started off with just two. Harry had adjusted quickly and once he had finished, he headed straight up to the seventh floor and the room of requirement, not even slightly out of breath. This showed that he had had great success in increasing both his physical health and stamina.

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It was a couple of hours later, and at a more decent time of 9am, that found Harry, Riddick and Dumbledore congregated in the entrance hall once more, portkey in hand.

“Same again, Harry.” The raven nodded, quickly hugged the furyan and then was gone with a word and a whoosh.

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He appeared in a small cordoned off area, which Harry assumed was so people wouldn't land on others when they portkeyed or apparated in. Eyes darting around the crowd on the platform, Harry walked quickly to the train and sequestered himself away in an empty cabin, sighing in relief that he had so far been able to avoid those he needed to talk to.

After waiting some time and still having an empty compartment, the raven pulled a notebook and pen from the bag he had brought with him, and settled himself comfortably on the seat next to the window.

Harry had just completed a song he had dubbed `40 Kinds of Sadness' and had written the title of `Take It All Away' for the next, when the door slid open. Ron and Ginny Weasley stood in the hallway looking in.

Harry looked up at them quizzically but they looked straight through him. He sneered slightly, they didn't recognise him, even though he hadn't changed that much.

“Oi,” Ron started. “You see Harry Potter around?” Harry blinked.

“Ron, don't be stupid, he's obviously new.” Ginny moved forward, fluttering her eyelashes slightly. “I'm Ginny, this is my brother, Ron.” She looked at him curiously when he didn't say anything, and started to get closer. “So, what's your name?”

Harry was saved from having to answer by a familiar drawling voice.

“What are you doing weasels?” Draco Malfoy appeared behind them in the corridor. His grey eyes surveyed the compartment, and when they met Harry's, they widened minutely and he hesitated slightly before continuing. “Why don't you go find the rest of the Gryffindorks, instead of forcing your offensive presence on uninterested people.”

“What did you say, you slimy git?!” Ron shouted, hand reaching for his wand.

“That's enough.” Harry stood up quickly. The raven had watched the interaction carefully and he had seen that Malfoy recognised him. The Slytherin had then limited his insults, and Ron's reaction was way off. `I wonder why I hadn't noticed before that Ron was like this.' Harry thought. He turned to the Weasleys. “Leave. I didn't invite you in, and I don't wish for you to stay.”

“But…” Ginny started, pouting her lips to try and persuade him otherwise. Harry was repulsed by the display. `She claims she's in love with me, then does this.'

“Who are you to tell me what to do?” Ron drew himself up arrogantly and stared down at the small raven. Harry wasn't intimidated, he smirked coldly and saw an answering smirk on Malfoy's pale face.

“Harry Potter, now get out.” Harry's green eyes flashed with power as he glared at them.

“Harry, mate…” Ron smiled nervously and reached out, but Harry growled.

“Leave.” The redheads hand dropped and he sneered.

“You bloody traitor, come on Gin.” He grabbed Ginny's arm and pulled her away from the compartment by force , she still seemed to be in shock.

“Not so perfect in paradise, Potter?” Malfoy asked. Harry smiled wearily.

“Come in and sit down, Malfoy. We have a lot to talk about.” Malfoy hesitated at the door and Harry smirked, remembering. “Unless you want to continue our game and terrorise each other at every turn.” The blond looked around before entering, shutting the door behind him and casting a few spells on the cabin.

“Now, no one will overhear us.” He mumbled, before slumping down on a seat, “or interrupt.” Harry smiled at the uncharacteristic behaviour. The blond Slytherin straightened up before leaning forward, his elbows on his knees. “You are willing to help us?” Harry nodded, still smiling.

“Yes, I will help you, although there is no need. I have it on good authority that your father will soon be out of Azkaban and you will not be Voldemort's whore.” Malfoy looked at him sceptically.

“How do you know that?” Harry smiled mysteriously, before reaching up and tapping a finger on his lightning bolt scar. “You actually have visions of the Dark Lord?” Harry nodded.

“But it wasn't a vision.” Harry stared at Malfoy, judging him. “Can I trust you?”

Harry sighed when Malfoy just stared back silently.

“Fine, let's start again then, yeah?” Harry smiled and held out his hand. “I'm Harry Potter.” The blond took the hand and smiled back.

“Draco Malfoy.” Harry sat back, looking happy.

“So, Draco, now, I must tell you something only one other person knows, and it all starts with your letter.”

Draco sat in attentive silence as Harry explained everything. From his inheritance, to Riddick, to Voldemort, and to his new standing. There was a short shocked pause when Harry dropped the glamour, before the blond Slytherin sat back thoughtfully. After a while he smirked menacingly.

“This is going to cause chaos.” Draco snickered when Harry nodded happily.

“Are you with me, Draco?” Harry switched to deadly seriousness, unknowingly echoing words Riddick had once used to Kyra, a long lost pack mate. Draco matched his mood and nodded.

“Always.” The two clasped hands as brothers, before falling back to a happier mood, Harry once more writing in his notebook, while Draco pulled a large book from his bag. The rest of the train ride was spent in comfortable silence, with the occasional sound of pages being turned and a pencil scratching on paper.

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As the train slowed to a stop at Hogsmeade station, the two boys stood up as one and shared a brief smile, before moving out of the compartment and into the crowd of students and the chaos that their sudden friendship would cause, if anyone recognised Harry that is.

They moved to the thestral-drawn carriages, and Harry stopped to pet the nearest one on the nose. It nuzzled his hand as if asking for food. Draco stood a bit behind Harry, unsure about the creature. The raven turned and pulled Draco closer.

“Do you see them?” He whispered and the blond nodded. “Give me your hand.” Draco hesitated before holding his hand out, still wary. Harry gripped his wrist lightly and directed the hand to land gently on the thestral's face, right between the eyes. He moved the hand in a stroking motion and the thestral's eyes closed, enjoying the attention.

Draco smiled slightly before noticing their surroundings.

“We should get in a carriage.” Harry reluctantly removed his hand from the thestral and smiled as it whinnied it's farewell as he followed the blond obediently.

They settled into the carriage and were soon joined by Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott, who both nodded to Draco but didn't say anything to Harry, although they looked at him curiously.

The carriage ride up to the castle was quick, the thestrals that Harry had spent time with doing their best for their passengers, so they were soon heading up the stairs to the entrance hall.

“Kitten.” A voice spoke out of the darkness to the side of the doors. Draco froze, but Harry turned towards it with a bright smile on his face.

Spotting the tall form in the darkness, Harry ran towards it and glomped the furyan, who caught him easily.

“I missed you Riddick.” Harry nuzzled his head in the side of the man's neck. Riddick chuckled.

“It's only been a day.” Harry pouted at him and won a small smirk.

“Harry?” Draco called cautiously, the raven turned to the new voice in surprise. He had forgotten where he was.

Riddick breathed in deeply as he eyed this new male, the normal purple shape he saw was haloed by silver, which was new.

“That's Draco.” Harry said then asked, cheekily. “Can I keep him?”

TBC…