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I Believe In A Thing Called Love

Chapter 6

Harry's weekend had been a rather eventful one indeed. He found out he was pregnant with Draco Malfoy's child, Dumbledore had betrayed him on the lowest level of morality, and he had kissed Blaise Zabini, Draco's best friend. Needless to say, he was feeling a bit worn out and confused as to how he could feel so wonderful even though he should have been falling apart. He shouldn't have been floating around the dorms that morning while he got ready for breakfast. And for some reason, he found himself randomly smiling like an idiot. He supposed that the promise of Dumbledore's upcoming humiliation and the fact that he was only ten minutes away from seeing Blaise again were the contributing factors causing his good mood.

Harry walked over to Neville's four-poster and carefully pulled back the curtains. Ron was still hopelessly asleep and would probably be late to breakfast, but Harry was pretty sure Neville would not want to miss Dumbledore's crowning moment. "Neville?" he called poking his head between the curtains.

"Harry?" Harry nearly screamed when he felt someone tap his shoulder. "Looking for me?"

"Neville!" Harry exclaimed in a whisper as he turned around and came face to face with a grinning Neville. He was already dressed and ready to go. "I see you're awake and ready to go," he laughed.

"Of course I am," Neville said proudly. "Lee always wakes me up early so we can..." but instead of finishing that statement, Neville's entire face turned beet red. The blush reached all the way up to his ears, so Harry could pretty much piece together the rest of what Neville had started to say. "Well anyway, I'm used to waking up early now."

"I understand," Harry laughed. He was accustomed to waking up early as well, but he was woken up to make breakfast for his aunt, unlce, and cousin. "Hermione should be downstairs waiting for us."

"Excellent," Neville smiled as he straightened his tie. As he turned to head out, his eyes landed on Ron's bed. "He sleeps too much. It's unhealthy."

"I agree," Harry said as he pulled open the door and allowed Neville to head out first. "But what can we do?" he teased. "Ron will be Ron."

"We'll just save the worrying for Hermione," Neville chuckled as they walked down the stairs from the seventh year dorms. And as Harry though, Hermione was waiting for them in the Common Room.

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"The Govenors are coming to breakfast?" Draco asked from his place at the edge of his bed as he tied his shoes. He and Blaise had long since warded the room they shared from prying eyes, ears, and Pansy. Draco was glad he had not ended up paired with the other male members of his house. Blaise was the only one who did not annoy him or try to win him over with petty favors and bribes. In fact, Blaise was the only person in the entirety of Slytherin house that Draco could stand at all.

Said Slytherin looked over at his best friend and finished tying his tie. "They are. It should be a rather entertaining meal."

"With your mother involved, how could it not be?" Draco laughed. He straightened back up and stood from the bed. He eyed Blaise up and down, noticing a slight bounce in his movements. Several times that morning, Draco had caught the dark teen smiling. "Blaise, what's got you so giddy this morning?"

"Dumbledore is going to be taken away for a very long time, so it appears as if today will be a very good day," Blaise answered with a slight shrug. He watched as Draco kept looking him up and down before smiling a huge smile.

"There's no need to lie, Blaise," Draco said sincerely. "If you have a crush on Potter, feel free to just tell me already."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Blaise said avoiding eye contact.

Draco gasped. "You've kissed him, haven't you?" When Blaise didn't answer, Draco knew he had guessed right. Then he frowned and walked forward until he could put a hand on his best mate's shoulder. "Blaise, the relationship that Harry and I had was simply physical. Neither of us felt or feel any lingering attachments for each other." He smiled at his friend. "You kissed Harry, right?" Blaise finally nodded. "Perfect," Draco said patting his shoulder. "That can be something shared between just the two of you."

"You never kissed?"

"Not once," Draco chuckled at the confused look on Blaise's face. "To be honest, I'm not even sure why we started our little meetings in the first place. I think we met up in the library by chance and ended up in a very heated argument."

"Is this your way of giving us your blessing?" Blaise asked with a laugh.

"Sure," Draco shrugged. After all, he was the Ice Prince of Slytherin and a Malfoy. He wasn't equppied to show to too many sentimental feelings. Despite his naturally cold demeanor, Draco still wanted Blaise and Harry to know he was there for them. He would do whatever he could in the coming months to make sure his best mate and unborn child went unharmed. And Blaise thanked him for his blessing, a thought struck Draco- perhaps he could do even more for Harry and Blaise... "Come on. Let's get to breakfast." He had a Potions Master to talk to.

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Harry smiled once he, Hermione, and Neville finally reached the Great Hall. His smile grew once he saw that Blaise was at the Gryffindor table. The Slytherin turned once the trio entered and smiled over at Harry, waving him over to the empty seat he had saved.

"What's Blaise doing at the Gryffindor table?" Hermione asked with a smile and light blush to her cheeks. Yes, even the Head Girl could get flustered by Blaise Zabini.

"Well, it looks like he's saving a seat for Harry," Neville chuckled as they headed to the table.

"Yeah," Harry blushed. His lips began to tingle as they remembered the feel of Blaise's lips against his own. "Hello, Blaise."

"Harry," Blaise nodded as he stood and helped Harry into his seat. Hermione and Neville shared a look with matching smiles as they took their own seats.

"Harry, is there you would like to tell us?" Hermione asked with a smile.

"Not at this moment," Harry said giving his two friends a look that promised an explanation later. He scooted closer to Blaise and placed his hand over said Slytherin's as it rested on his thigh. Having Blaise next to him at breakfast was both pleasing and a surprise. Would it be okay to assume that he and Blaise were more than friends now? They had kissed, and Blaise was the honorary father of his baby...

But perhaps Blaise was only trying to maintain an appearance after they had told Dumbledore he was the actual father...

Well, for now, Harry would just keep his eyes out for the Govenors and enjoy the rest of breakfast with Blaise at his side. Today was going to be a great day...