THE LESSER OF TWO EVILS.
A/N: When I started writing this story I thought 'what would the readers want to see', but since I can't read your minds, no matter how hard I try, I have been drawn to the conclusion that I need your input to make all things possible. Say whatever you want, no matter how freaky or wrong it may seem to you, it will be considered.
DISCLAIMER: To my utter dismay I do not, nor will I ever, own Harry Potter or any of J.K.'s other wonderful characters. So don't sick your lawyers on me!
And now, on with the show
Two Famous Men
Draco Malfoy was famous. True he'd never been on TV, or in a magazine, but back home, in London, he was famous. He was famous for making more men question their own sexuality, he was famous for bedding more of said men than anyone ever could, he was famous for being himself. But now, now he was away from all that, now he was away from everything he knew. He was to move to some small ass town, in the middle of nowhere, in America, and he hated it.
FLASHBACK
"MUM, you can't be serious!" he screamed
"I'm afraid I am Draco darling, with your father in prison we cannot stay here any longer. We are moving in with you aunt Cecilia, in America." Her tone was resolute, and her eyes begged to be challenged, but Draco was smarter than that.
"At least tell me where, I mean, there is a lot of land over there." He was pleading, hoping, praying that it would be somewhere at least parcially interesting.
"It's a small town, in Michigan, Greystone." She smiled "You'll love it Draco, it's a place to have a fresh star, to pick up the pieces."
END FLASHBACK
Draco sighed, he definitely did not 'Love it'. He was going to be living in some hick town, in a state that looked like a piece of winter clothing...perhaps he should just fling himself out of the plane right now and get it over with.
"No." he clenched his fists, pushing himself further into the uncomfortable first class seat. "Malfoys don't give up." His tone was resolute, as he spoke to himself, there was no way he was giving up, he would make this work if it killed him.
And with that final thought he turned up he disc player and gave in to the soothing tones of some band he couldn't remember the name of.
In his own right, Harry Potter was famous. He wasn't famous for bedding women, or bedding men for that matter. He wasn't famous for being cool, or for being popular, he was famous for being a TV star.
For the last 4 years Harry Potter had been the star of a hit TV show known as Eternity, a teen soap opera settled around a small town, and the trials and tribulations of it's inhabitants. As the centerpiece Harry played a homosexual boy, trying to find his way in a prodominately heterosexual community. The show had survived everything from protests to falling ratings, but now it seemed it's time was over.
Harry had filled the last 2 episodes that month, and truth be told, he was glad it was over. Although Harry played an innocent teenager who hardly ever did anything wrong, he was anything but what his character let on. And Harry was desperate to climb out of the limelight before he did something stupid that got his face on the news.
The last time he'd been in the tabloids for a full eight weeks, trying to find any way out of it. Apparently he was unaware that he was being followed whilst on a date with a particularly cute redheaded boy named Ronald, and several pictures had been snapped of him making out, amongst other things, in the back of his black SUV.
His parents had been less than thrilled about the whole situation, and Ron took no time to break it off, leaving Harry slightly hurt and annoyed at the world. Two weeks later he had told his director he wanted out of his 5 year contract.
Harry's television counterpart, known as Johnathan, well, his life had ended anything but well. In the last three episodes he found himself caught while high, caught while sleeping with someone, and in the very last episode, running away from home to start a new life in Los Angeles. Needless to say Harry could see a spin-off in the future. Maybe in 5 years he would take up an offer to become a star again, but at this particular moment, he thought better of it.
Both men were on their way, into the future, into new lives, lives that neither one knew, were going to collide in the most unorthadox of ways. Lives that would change, change them both from two great evils, to something completely different.
Ok, there you have it, the first chapter of my first story. I hope you enjoyed it, I know it's a little different than anything you've read before, but isn't that the point? To make something origional, I thought so.....
I hope to be hearing from all of you in reviews, which I will reply to at every possible moment.... LOVE ALWAYS
A/N: When I started writing this story I thought 'what would the readers want to see', but since I can't read your minds, no matter how hard I try, I have been drawn to the conclusion that I need your input to make all things possible. Say whatever you want, no matter how freaky or wrong it may seem to you, it will be considered.
DISCLAIMER: To my utter dismay I do not, nor will I ever, own Harry Potter or any of J.K.'s other wonderful characters. So don't sick your lawyers on me!
And now, on with the show
Two Famous Men
Draco Malfoy was famous. True he'd never been on TV, or in a magazine, but back home, in London, he was famous. He was famous for making more men question their own sexuality, he was famous for bedding more of said men than anyone ever could, he was famous for being himself. But now, now he was away from all that, now he was away from everything he knew. He was to move to some small ass town, in the middle of nowhere, in America, and he hated it.
FLASHBACK
"MUM, you can't be serious!" he screamed
"I'm afraid I am Draco darling, with your father in prison we cannot stay here any longer. We are moving in with you aunt Cecilia, in America." Her tone was resolute, and her eyes begged to be challenged, but Draco was smarter than that.
"At least tell me where, I mean, there is a lot of land over there." He was pleading, hoping, praying that it would be somewhere at least parcially interesting.
"It's a small town, in Michigan, Greystone." She smiled "You'll love it Draco, it's a place to have a fresh star, to pick up the pieces."
END FLASHBACK
Draco sighed, he definitely did not 'Love it'. He was going to be living in some hick town, in a state that looked like a piece of winter clothing...perhaps he should just fling himself out of the plane right now and get it over with.
"No." he clenched his fists, pushing himself further into the uncomfortable first class seat. "Malfoys don't give up." His tone was resolute, as he spoke to himself, there was no way he was giving up, he would make this work if it killed him.
And with that final thought he turned up he disc player and gave in to the soothing tones of some band he couldn't remember the name of.
In his own right, Harry Potter was famous. He wasn't famous for bedding women, or bedding men for that matter. He wasn't famous for being cool, or for being popular, he was famous for being a TV star.
For the last 4 years Harry Potter had been the star of a hit TV show known as Eternity, a teen soap opera settled around a small town, and the trials and tribulations of it's inhabitants. As the centerpiece Harry played a homosexual boy, trying to find his way in a prodominately heterosexual community. The show had survived everything from protests to falling ratings, but now it seemed it's time was over.
Harry had filled the last 2 episodes that month, and truth be told, he was glad it was over. Although Harry played an innocent teenager who hardly ever did anything wrong, he was anything but what his character let on. And Harry was desperate to climb out of the limelight before he did something stupid that got his face on the news.
The last time he'd been in the tabloids for a full eight weeks, trying to find any way out of it. Apparently he was unaware that he was being followed whilst on a date with a particularly cute redheaded boy named Ronald, and several pictures had been snapped of him making out, amongst other things, in the back of his black SUV.
His parents had been less than thrilled about the whole situation, and Ron took no time to break it off, leaving Harry slightly hurt and annoyed at the world. Two weeks later he had told his director he wanted out of his 5 year contract.
Harry's television counterpart, known as Johnathan, well, his life had ended anything but well. In the last three episodes he found himself caught while high, caught while sleeping with someone, and in the very last episode, running away from home to start a new life in Los Angeles. Needless to say Harry could see a spin-off in the future. Maybe in 5 years he would take up an offer to become a star again, but at this particular moment, he thought better of it.
Both men were on their way, into the future, into new lives, lives that neither one knew, were going to collide in the most unorthadox of ways. Lives that would change, change them both from two great evils, to something completely different.
Ok, there you have it, the first chapter of my first story. I hope you enjoyed it, I know it's a little different than anything you've read before, but isn't that the point? To make something origional, I thought so.....
I hope to be hearing from all of you in reviews, which I will reply to at every possible moment.... LOVE ALWAYS
