Theo finally woke up with just a few minutes to spare before the train was set to arrive in Hogsmeade, exhausted and shaking. Harry pat him on the shoulder and handed him a bonbon-Tracey had revealed she had some in her trunk when he had asked for some chocolate. The others had mostly recovered from the dementors attack, and were now just watching him warily.
Except for Draco, who was much the same as always, which was a constant that relieved Harry of some of the pressure.
"What happened...?" Theo munched on the bonbon tiredly, sitting up slowly with Tracy's help.
"A dementor showed up and tried to come in, but Harry just... told it to leave." Daphne was standing next to Blaise, seemingly taking his side in the conflict.
Theo nodded absentmindedly, "Makes sense, thanks mate." He nodded to Harry, who was stifling a laugh.
"What do you mean it makes sense?"
Harry rolled his eyes at Blaise, annoyed with the teens aggression. Theo seemed to agree with him on that regard, and pulled himself up to a standing position, Tracey still fretting.
"Oh come on, if anyone was going to do something absurd, it would be him."
Daphne scoffed, and stormed out of the compartment in a huff. Blaise followed behind her, glaring at everyone all the while.
"Don't be bothered by him, he's been locked up for the entire summer after all, he's just moody." Draco was the voice of reason, somehow, and they all made their way out of the compartment after the newly dubbed 'moody duo'.
The walk to the school was a quiet one as Harry and Theo talked about their classes and Draco subconsciously held onto Harry's sleeve.
"I've got Divination and Arithmancy, though I've heard that Divination is taught by a crackpot, so I'm not sure how useful it will be."
Harry nodded along, "I've got Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, though I had wanted to do Care as well. Trelawny is supposedly a fraud, though I've heard she's had a few solid prophecies."
Theo seemed intrigued with that, and started up on a long winded rant about how Switzerland was the only place that seemed to have a reputable divination sector, and why he had started learning to read German because of it.
"I don't see how you couldn't just find a reprint of the german texts, or use a translation charm." Harry was arguing for the continued use of simple charms to meet his ends, Theo apparently wanted to do things the traditional way.
"Because I want to eventually live in Switzerland for a period, and I can't use translation charms on people constantly."
"Sure you can!"
The argument was getting them nowhere.
As the group walked through the main gate, Harry sighed slightly as the familiar magic washed over him. The great hall was just as beautiful as it had been when he left in June, and the heat from various fireplaces and floating candles cradled him and soothed his mind.
He settled down on a bench at the slytherin table, Draco on his left and Theo to his right. Blaise was moping near Crabb and Goyle, while Daphne glared at him heatedly next to Tracy from across the table.
Well isn't this just fantastic, you've done an excellent job cultivating relationships leech.
Would you just fuck off?
Harry wasn't in the mood for Tom's bullshit, and he got progressively more irritable as the seconds drove on. He could feel the heat behind his eyes, his teeth grating uncomfortably and his fingers flexed. This was not the day for this.

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How Fate Intended by hoboheartache on ao3
FantasyStory by hoboheartache on ao3 Italics: Thoughts "Italics": Foreign language/emphasis Bold: Writing (books, letters, etc...) Explicit Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of ViolenceMajor Character Death Categories: F/MM/MF/F Fandom: Harry Potter...