Title: The School of Valcoria

Intro: A few lucky students from the five chosen wizarding school will have a chance to participate in a transfer project to attend a new and rich school for a half a year. Will this short change affect how enemies see each other or will their rivalry grow? With the help of old friends and new, Harry will soon find out what his feelings are capable of doing.

Warning: A teeny tiny bit OOC in future chapters. Slash, of course. Draco/Harry pairings, other pairings yet to be revealed. Language. Rated T for now, higher rating in future chapters. Some things might not be accurate because I tend to make stuff up. Some characters that are a year older than the Golden Trio is the same age as them in my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the Harry Potter series.

AN: I'm back with this story that I had going a while ago. I haven't updated in a long time so I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 8: Routine

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It had been several days now that Draco and Harry started secretly meeting up in the Astronomy tower on a nightly basis. Harry's friends started getting worried and curious as to where The Boy Wonder was heading to during the evening after dinner. Harry's excuse was that he needed a nice and secluded place to study and work for his school papers. It was half the truth of course. He did in fact do all of that but there was a certain blonde that kept him company. What they had arranged was that Draco and Harry would lean against each other, back to back and go about their business for thirty or so minutes. No words had to be spoken but the silence was hard for Harry. From time to time he would try and strike up a conversation with Malfoy.

"What are you working on?" Harry asked.

Draco continued to look at his work. "Just something for Advance Potions, Potter." He was grateful that Potter agreed to do this much physical touching but Potter talked too bloody much.

Harry had finished his studies a while ago and still had ten minutes to kill. He sighed and continued to stare out the window. It was a beautiful night. The stars weren't shy. They were twinkling and so bright that it illuminated the lake with diamond like reflections. It was a shame he was sharing the majestic view with someone who he barely knew. As if on queue, Draco put down his school work and looked out the window as well. He could feel his soul mate's loneliness and his inner being just had to make it feel better, for his sake.

"It's hard to believe how many stars exist in our solar system let alone the universe." Draco said out loud for Harry to hear. Draco couldn't believe he was doing this but continued on anyways. Harry, who was still surprised that Malfoy was striking up a conversation with him, was lost for words. "Yeah." He replied back. "They usually aren't this active."

"I wouldn't know. Slytherins are stuck in a windowless dungeon. We don't have the privilege to do so." Draco couldn't help being snarky.

"Whatever Malfoy. Anyways, did you know the Welcoming Ball is tomorrow?" He tried to change the subject to avoid an argument.

"I don't know. Those events are irritating and a waste of time." The Slytherin Prince said as a matter of fact.

"I heard you're going with Pansy? Everyone was talking about it." Harry told Draco.

Draco rubbed his temples. Of course Pansy would make plans without his knowledge. "Curses, well I guess I am now." He was going to give Pansy a talk during breakfast tomorrow. Draco dreaded asking the question but he did anyways to satisfy his curiosity.

"Are you going Potter? I wouldn't be surprised if you went dateless." He smirked hoping secretly that the brunette would say no.

Harry shoved Draco with his elbow. "Shut up Malfoy. As a matter of fact I am going. With a Beauxbatons girl named Eloise. Thanks for asking." Harry glared at Draco. "You're assumptions were wrong, as always."

Draco shouldn't care but he did and he hated the fact. He sat there in silence trying to calm down whatever was causing him unnecessary jealousy. Of course it wouldn't let him "I suppose she only went with you because you're the Boy Who Lived? Am I right? Let me guess, your desperation to get a good shagging practically had you begging like a lustful dog." He snarled, not knowing why he was so angry.

"Excuse me?" Harry turned around and glared at the boy before him. "I didn't ask her to go with me. Anyways, it's none of your concern who I go with. You don't own me." Harry got up and looked at the time. "Seems like my thirty minutes are up." He spat at Draco. "Have fun tomorrow night with Pansy. Be careful though, I heard she carries around STD's like it's going out of business. I suggest you wear protection before you two fuck each other's brains out." He glared at Draco and stomped out of the Astronomy Tower. Draco cringed at what Potter had said. He wouldn't touch Pansy down there with a two meter pole whether he was bound to anyone or not.

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Harry didn't want to go. He wanted to stay in his room and read a nice book by the fire. Of course his best friend wouldn't have it. "I wish I had another set of robes Harry." Ron said as he put the maroon colored robed up to his chest. "Do you think Brigitte will be put off with this outfit?"

"I don't think she cares Ron. I think she fancies you." Harry wasn't fibbing either. He had caught Brigitte giving Ron yearning looks.

Ron beamed "Do you think so Harry? Blimey, can you believe that? A Beauxbatons girl fancying a bloke like myself. I tell you Harry, it's these new muscles I've gained during the summer." Ron flexed in front of the mirror examining his physique.

Harry laughed almost forgetting he had to go on a date with a Beauxbatons girl too. "Are you excited Harry? Eloise is one fine lady. I actually heard a few Valcorian boys talking about how pretty she was." Ron smiled at this best friend. "I can't wait to see the look on Malfoy's face when he sees you with a beautiful girl while he's stuck with Pansy Parkinson."

"Yeah, I can't wait either." Harry tried not to sound too sarcastic.

"The girls said we should pick them up in fifteen minutes near their common room entrance. Hurry up and change Harry and please fix your hair. She might think you just rolled out of bed."

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Harry and Eloise entered the grand ballroom arm in arm with Ron and Brigitte right behind them. The sight was something else. It felt like an upscale night club rather than an elegant ball. The music was blaring, lights flashing, bodies grinding up on one another and students smuggling in alcoholic beverages. This was going to be an interesting night indeed.

"Let's dance." Eloise winked at Harry as she dragged him to the dance floor.

"I don't dance." Harry tried to say.

"Nonsense." Eloise said as she began to move her body with the beat of the music. Harry stood there like an idiot not knowing what to do. He felt a nudge to his right and saw Ron grinding against Brigitte and giving him a thumbs up. Harry sure as hell wished Hermione was far away from them. She might kill the red-head on the spot. The wizard had no choice and started to move with the music. Harry was so embarrassed and was thankful it was dim so people couldn't see him make a fool out of himself. "I need a drink." Harry mumbled to himself.

On the other side of the ballroom, sitting on one of the many plush couches, a very uncomfortable Slytherin was trying hard not to push Pansy off of him. He didn't want a lap dance at the moment. He could feel his conjunx animae nearby and despite trying to get Potter off his mind tonight, he was curious as to what he was doing. Draco got up, almost knocking Pansy to the floor, and lugged her to the dance floor.

After an hour, Harry had too much to drink already. One of the Rapaz boys successfully smuggled in bottles of Ogden's Old Firewhisky and Harry was the first one to receive a glass. The Boy Wonder started to loosen up and started dancing along with Eloise, sometimes even as far as occasionally grinding up against her. He could thank the alcohol and Ron for the coaxing. He was finally having fun and enjoying himself. It wasn't that Eloise was on him like bear on honey. Harry couldn't give a rat's arse about what Eloise thought or did. All he knew was that he felt free dancing along to the trance like beat of the music. Harry was so preoccupied that he failed to feel the jealousy and hurt a few feet from him.

Draco could feel how blissful Harry felt and he was a tad bit jealous that it wasn't him that Potter was with. Feeling like a crushing school boy, Draco almost felt disgusted with what he has become. Draco kept telling himself that it was for the better that Potter was with Eloise. Maybe it would help the Slytherin cope with the feeling that he could never have Potter. Not fully, that is. But... it was a very difficult task. Potter was his soul mate. No one else's.

The music suddenly changed to a slow romantic song. A lot of the single and dateless students groaned in disappointment as they made their way off the dance floor. The couples, on the other hand, smiled at one another as they wrapped their arms around each other while moving their bodies to the sound of the music.

Harry was about to leave because there was no way in hell he was going to get romantic with Eloise. The French girl grabbed him before he could escape and forcefully wrapped Harry's arms around her. Harry didn't want to look at her. It wasn't right. He didn't feel right. As he turned his head he was surprised to see Draco and Pansy slow dancing a few feet away. Harry, for some reason, couldn't take his eyes off the Slytherin prince and princess. He noticed how Pansy was pathetically ogling over Draco and it made him sick. Harry's drunken mind also felt sorry for Malfoy. He clearly wasn't enjoying himself.

Draco sighed and turned to see Potter staring right at him. The intent look Harry was giving him made him nervous and at the same time pleased. His insides felt mushy from the giddy feeling. It felt weird and different. Draco was sure it was his demon self playing dirty tricks on him again. Or was it? He wasn't sure anymore. His human self and his demon self seemed to have been fusing itself together without his knowing lately. Draco wasn't sure whether his thoughts and feelings were his or not any longer. The Malfoy heir shook his head from any thoughts You're thinking too much Draco.

"I'm finished." He told Pansy. "Let's get out of here." Without looking back, he dragged a very thrilled Pansy out of the ballroom. He needed to get away from Potter before his whole being succumbed to his unusual thoughts.

Harry frowned. Where are they going? He thought. The strange feeling of protectiveness crept over him. That tramp better not do anything. His drunken self thought. His eyes followed the retreating couple. "What's wrong Harry?" Eloise asked, concerned.

"Nothing." He let go of Eloise. "I have to go."

"But Harry, the night's not over!" She yelled after him. Harry ignored her and continued on his mission to find Malfoy.

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Draco and Pansy were sitting at a concrete bench in one of the outdoor gardens. It might have been a beautiful scenario but Draco was with Parkinson and she was anything but beautiful.

"It was nice of you to take me somewhere quiet and private." Pansy cooed into Draco's ear.

Draco had his face in his hands. "I'm not in the mood Pans." He mumbled.

"Sure you are Draconis. Why else would you have taken me here?" She teased.

Draco looked at her and was about to say something but was struck with an idea, an idea that he was for sure going to regret later. He leaned in and kissed Pansy. Maybe kissing her would miraculously diminish the feelings he had for Potter. Of course that idea was the most idiotic thing he ever did because not only did his feelings for Potter not go away, he was kissing Pansy and he felt absolutely horrid. He quickly parted from the lustful girl and apologized.

"No need to apologize Draconis, I want it. I need it." Pansy's hand began snaking up Draco's leg up to his crotch. She squeezed him and licked his ear.

"Stop it Pansy. Not now."

"Why Draco?" She stopped and looked at him suspiciously. "Is there another girl you're interested in?"

"No..." He lied. I was never interested in you in the first place. "I just have a lot of things on my mind."

"Then let me clear your mind. Let me satisfy you." She almost begged.

Just then a drunken Harry Potter interrupted the couple by stumbling in through a bush nearby. "Woops." He chuckled. "Don't mind me, just trying to take a whiz."

"Potter," Pansy shrieked. "That's bloody disgusting. Leave!"

"Listen here woman, when you have to go you have to go." He said as he began to unzip his trousers.

"Filthy half-blood, no manners! C'mon Draco, we're leaving." Pansy was about to drag Draco away but the blonde wasn't budging.

"I'm staying Pans."

"Why? Bloody fucking Potter is a few yards away about to expose his fucking pecker for the whole world to see and it doesn't bother you?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "I don't care what the fuck Potter is doing. What's important is I'm left alone. Seriously Pansy, I'll meet you at the common room okay? I should be there in a few."

"You better. You've been acting very strange lately Draconis Malfoy and I'm getting to the bottom of it."

"Thanks for the concern." He said under his breath as she left fuming.

Draco heard Harry laughing in the distance. "That was great. Should have seen the look on her face. Total revulsion."

"What are you doing here Potter?"

Harry walked towards Draco and sat next to him, arms touching. "I don't know about you but I'm pretty sure your daily dose of 'me' is overdue for tonight. Besides, I just saved your arse." Harry slurred.

"Stop being conceited Potter. I'm perfectly fine."

"Hey, I made a promise didn't I? Plus, I could tell you're not. I sensed it." He looked at Draco and smiled.

"Don't praise yourself too much Potter." It took Draco a lot of willpower not to jump Harry then and there.

"I'm serious. I bloody fucking felt it." Harry's joyful state was slowly getting replaced by annoyance. "Tell me; is this part of the bond? That I start to feel how you feel? Because that's fucking creepy and I don't like it!" Harry almost yelled.

"Keep it down Potter." Draco hissed.

"Nobody is fucking here Malfoy. Who gives a damn? My life is screwed anyways. Who would have thought that I would start tolerating you? Even as far as worrying about you? Am I going crazy Malfoy? Tell me!" Harry was starting to get really angry.

"You're drunk Potter. I'm going to take you to your bed." He got up and started to pull Harry behind him.

"To my bed, huh? So you can take advantage of me? I wouldn't be surprised. I mean you practically almost raped me back at the tower."

Draco turned around and slapped Harry. "How dare you." He sneered.

Harry staggered backwards holding his cheek. "What the hell Malfoy?!"

"How dare you think I will stoop that low? What do you think of me? I would... I would never do that to... never mind. I'm taking you back. Don't fucking talk to me ever again."

Harry didn't know what to say. He knew he shouldn't have said what he said but he was upset and old rivalries were hard to let go. Harry wanted to apologize but he knew it wasn't a good idea.

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The next day Harry Potter woke up with the biggest hangover ever. He rubbed his aching forehead and tried to recollect what had happened last night. He wished he hadn't because he could slightly remember bits and pieces of what had happened and the sharp stinging on his right cheek was still there.

AN: I could never get enough of a moody Draco. I hope you enjoyed the read. Read and review folks!