Resorting of Gryffindor

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Harry put on an extreme thinking face and rubbed his nonexistent beard. "Gee, um, you see. I would love to. But I'm going to be spending my Christmas Break with Draco. At my new place. Alone. With him. So obviously you see this conundrum. How about we continue this conversation in a century or so? I think I'll be free, then." Harry turned around and left Graham standing there. He couldn't help but smirk as he walked back to the dungeons.

Harry went back to his dorm and packed up his personal bag for the trip. He popped into Draco's room while he was gone, and grabbed the hair product he left in the bathroom. He had not curled his hair but the iron curls from the night before were holding slightly. 

He decided to wait for Draco since he left some items in the room, so he closed the door and transformed into a tall black Maned wolf. He crawled under the covers and waited for Draco.

It took about 10 minutes of hiding, but Draco finally arrived back to the room. Harry waited to hear the door close and then he popped into view, startling Draco.

"Merlin. Harry you startled me." Draco sighed. Harry relaxed on the bed and sprawled out. He relaxed his body and turned into a smoky figure of his solid form. Draco commented that he looked like a ghost fox.

Once Draco finished packing his personal bag, Harry solidified and they walked out of the dungeons together. They met with Hermione and Ron at the main entrance and they took a Thestral drawn carriage to the train. 

They were fairly early, and had to split up to their sections of the train. Harry had remembered only being in the Slytherin section once, and it was when Draco broke his nose and left him.

They picked the seats in the back of the section closest to the Ravenclaw section, and sat down. There were a couple of Slytherins, but it was mostly empty.

"Where will you be?" Draco asked.

"The Black Manor. You'll be able to get in since your apart of the Black family. But in a couple of days I'll be disabling that safety precaution for a more detailed protective charm. Only the names I list will be able to enter the house, and guests will be escorted in by me. I'm also disabling the floo until I can figure out a personalized system." Harry informed him.

"Paranoid much?" Draco joked.

Harry cracked a smile. "I'm afraid that after the war, the number of people who want me captured or killed has at least doubled, if not, tripled. Especially since some Alumni of people think I'm going to destroy everything in my path. So I'm making sure that no one enters unless I want them. I may get one new house elf to help clean while I work, but that'll be it." He shrugged.

"You've got a point. The number of people who want you dead will certainly increase your safety protocols. When are you going the Auror academy?" He asked.

"Effective immediately after I graduate. I just want the degree so no one can say I got it because of privilege." Harry explained. 

Draco definitely agreed. That's why he insisted on finishing Hogwarts. Before the war, he was promised many jobs. Although he can't say the same now. He'd be lucky getting a job at the Ministry as a janitor.

"Do you know what you can do? You said you were trying to arrange for some interviews for jobs." Harry asked. Draco leaned against the wall of the train.

"I lettered a couple of businesses that had positions open. Out of the four, three of them didn't want me to work for them because it would ruin their reputation. And the last one is not fond of me but needs a worker. I don't think they are a safe option."

"What about the Auror academy?" Harry brought up the position of Alchemist.

"My mother is very much against the idea of me becoming an Auror let alone working for them. So I promised that they would be my last option." He explained. "But I feel like I'll need to fill out an application this break seeing as no one wants me." He rolled up his sleeve to flash his Dark Mark. "Since the Dark Mark has turned into a non-magical scar, I am going to get something tattooed over it. Apparently some ex-death eaters have done it, and it works."