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Working together with Draco was new for Harry, although he really did enjoy it. The entire time he was so focused on the work that he didn’t have the chance to look around the room and worry. Watching as Draco brought the potion up to Snape, Harry grinned widely when he felt his mates arms around him, pressing his head to his chest and taking a deep breath to smell his scent.
Then, Harry wondered about something, curiously looking up and whispering. “What if one of us answer a question or…do something good in class. Which of our houses would get points?” He wondered while frowning a bit. Harry didn’t want to get points for Gryffindor if Draco helped him with an answer or work. It just didn’t seem fair.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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