Memory Modified || Drarry FF

2- Sounds like a you problem

Harry followed Severus through the many windy bends of Hogwarts before arriving in front of Dum-as-a-door's office. Harry took a deep breath as his Professor said "Sugar Quills" and walked into the dimly lit office. Dumbledore sat holding a quill in his hand and a glint in his eye. "Ah, Harry, want a lemon drop?" he asked, ignoring the frown on Severus' face. Harry glanced at the professor before shaking his head. "No, thank you, sir"

Severus cut in. "Potter, here, has messed up his potion, resulting in Malfoy to lose his memories for approximately 3 whole months." Harry looked visibly guilty and Severus had the urge to comfort the child but held back. "Is that so Mister Potter?" Dumbledore asked the buy as if Severus was lying. "Yes, Professor," the boy hesitated. 

The headmaster smiled at the young boy, getting up from his seat and walking over him. "Everybody makes mistakes, however, the people who chose to take responsibility for them are the ones who often progress towards a greater world" he spoke, looking into the young boy's eyes. Harry nodded his head and the old man smiled once again. 

"Great, then since the responsibility is yours, I suggest you move in with the young Malfoy for the next three months. Young Draco has his own room, so I shall arrange a bed for you with him." the professor chirped and before the young boy could protest, he was pulled out of the office by the potions professor. 

"Professor I can't stay with him! We'll kill each other!" Harry yelled tirelessly but got no reply. Harry huffed, following the professor to the Gryffindor dormitories. "Go pack your things, Potter, we're going to move you down" the professor spoke, clearly not wanting to take the Gryffindor boy to the Slytherin dorms. Harry muttered curses under his breath and stormed into the common room, making a beeline for the boys' dormitories. 

Classes had ended by now so as Harry entered Ron ran up to him. "Bloody hell Harry, where did the greasy git take you!?" he yelled into Harry's face. The redhead continued to rant about the Slytherin's as Harry packed, finally noticing the trunk of Harry's things as he finished. "What are you packing for? Malfoy deserved it. You aren't getting kicked out right" he exclaimed and Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Dumbledore tricked me into moving into the Slytherin dormitories and now I have to take care of Malfoy until his memories come back." Harry sighed and walked out of the room with his shrunken trunk in his hand, ignoring Ron's shocked face. He walked down the stairs and threw a quick smile at Neville who looked at his with genuine concern. "It'll be fine" Dean patted Harry on the back, having heard the conversation with Ron. 

Looking back one last time at the common room, Harry walked out and met Severus. "I'm done, professor." He said meekly and the potions professor nodded and muttered a quick 'follow me' before strutting off in the direction of the dungeons.