Yeah! My first Fanfic!
Disclaimer- Harry Potter does not belong to me, he belongs to that oh so sexy Draco Malfoy! (In this fic anyway). But seriously everyone portrayed in this fic unless otherwise stated belongs to J.K Rowling.
Thank you all for reading this! Pease Review.
Draco Neko
- P.S - IF YOU HAVE NOT READ HARRY POTTER 5 YET DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER! THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS!
Chapter 1 - Thoughts + Concerns + Instincts
Harry put his head down and walked faster so that his scar would be unnoticed and the people around him would just leave him alone. He stopped abruptly and turned around, he was in no mood to go and talk to people and eat. He hardly did any of these two lately anyway. He made his way into the boy's bathroom and out of the way of a hungry mob of students. Harry locked himself in one of the cubicle, leaned on the door and exhaled loudly.
/ It hurts twice as bad being here because of all the bloody memories / he thought.
It was the second Saturday back at school and this was also the 6th time that Harry had skipped dinner.
/ Why did you have to leave me Sirius? I don't understand. Why can't you come back? /
Of course Harry was referring to the archway that is godfather had fell through.
/ Please come back... /
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"Can we have a quick word with you Professor after dinner if you don't mind " Hermione politely asked the headmaster of Hogwarts.
" Yes, of course, Miss Granger. Come to my office after dinner." Dumbledore replied, knowing very well what the topic of this talk was going to be. Harry Potter was yet again not present for meals. He also got a few notices from the teachers that Harry has not been putting any effort in class and it was only the second week of school.
Dumbledore watched as Hermione led Ron back to the Gryffindor table.
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Harry walked up the stairs noisily and wiped his tear stained face against his sleeve.
/ I just had to be like this, you finally get someone who loves you and cares for you and they get taken away. First Mum and Dad and now this. /
" Fucking Hell!" he screamed and ran up the rest of the stairs. He leaned face first against the wall and welcomed the coolness it brought to his body.
/ OK, I have got to get a grip now / Harry thought before he slammed his head onto the brick wall. Pain. It hurt like hell. But not hard enough to knock him out, just enough for him to sit on the ground in a state of dizziness.
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Hermione and Ron sat together during dinner, mainly just awaiting the moment dinner would be finished so they could talk to the Headmaster. And at last that moment arrived, people slowly began to drift out and soon enough Dumbledore was getting to his feet and walked to the door. He knew perfectly well of the two sixth year students following down him down to his office.
" Fruit Tingles " He said firmly to the statue that led the way to his office.
The statue moved and the revolving stairs came into sight. Dumbledore walked swiftly up the stairs and opened the door. He then turned around and stepped side ways and gestured the two students to go in. After they passed him he stepped inside and closed the door.
Ron and Hermione seated themselves in seat in front of the Headmasters desk and waited for him to get settled.
" Lemon Drop, Tea or biscuits? " he asked the students in front of him.
" No thank you Professor." Both Hermione and Ron answered.
" We just wanted to speak to you about Harry, Sir" Hermione started sounding very unsure of herself.
" Yes! Harry has been acting so weird ever since he came back to Hogwarts!" Ron stated enthusiastically and went into a whole speech on Harry 's behaviour.
" But Professor, this really isn't Harry. I know he is still hurt from last year and how Sirius died but neither of us knows what to do or how to help him. It's like he is shutting himself off from us." Hermione declared after Ron's speech.
" Just try and give him time, Miss Granger and Mr Weasly, you know how it must hurt for him to be back here" Dumbledore answered thoughtfully.
" I promise you two, " He continued, " That if things get any worse we will take some action. After all he has just lost someone obviously very close him, his own Godfather. It's very nice to see you care so much for him and thank you for bringing it to my attention, but if things do get any worse I would like it if you come straight back to him. I will try to talk to him."
"Thank you Professor" answered Ron and Hermione as they got up and left through the door.
/ Poor Harry, he has lost so much through out his life. / Thought Dumbledore sadly.
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"Geez, what the hell are you doing Potter?" Came a harsh voice.
Harry turned around, obviously knowing who owned that voice. He stood and up and swayed a bit leaned against the wall to look as if everything was OK.
" Malfoy " Harry answered
" What are you doing here Potter? Aren't you meant to be with your little Gryffindor friends instead of sitting here and looking at a wall? But then again, simple things entertain simple minds."
" I wasn't doing any thing I was just on my way to dinner." Harry answered, trying to sound as cold as the boy standing before him. "So shut your mouth."
" Whatever, go on to your little friends now." Malfoy shot back.
Harry pushed himself off the wall and tried to walk steadily, only to fail miserably.
/ Why the hell did I have to hit my head?! / Harry thought angrily, yet he couldn't really think straight. The main thing he was concentrating on was the throbbing pain in his head.
He fell forward a bit and thought he was going to fall but strong arms caught him.
" What the hell is wrong with you? " Draco asked angrily, but when Harry looked up he saw concern in his eyes.
"Nothing, I.I .", Harry started but he leaned into Draco's arms that were currently on his shoulders to stop him from falling. Harry rested his head onto the other boys' shoulders.
"Bloody Hell Potter! Go to Madam Pomfrey! " Draco replied but made no attempt to move the boy who was currently settled on his shoulder.
Harry exhaled deeply down Draco's neck, making the other boy shiver. Without a second thought Draco removed a hand from his shoulder and to the small of his back.
"What's wrong Potter? " He asked again.
"I think I need to lie down" came a muffled reply.
"Oh no! I am not going to be seen with you, let alone carry you to the hospital wing"
Harry reluctantly removed his head from the warm shoulder and met grey eyes, they still looked pretty concerned.
"I am so gonna regret this" Draco muttered to himself.
"What?"
"None of your business, Potter, now here, out your arm around my shoulder and I'll help you to the bottom of the stairs and down the hall. Then you are on your own. Got it?" Draco said as coldly as he could.
Harry smiled at him and followed Draco's instructions. Maybe it was the fact that he was still a bit dizzy or the pain hurt so much. Maybe it was just something else. Harry didn't know what it was but he did what his instincts told him to do, He leaned onto Draco and kissed him. On the lips.
Disclaimer- Harry Potter does not belong to me, he belongs to that oh so sexy Draco Malfoy! (In this fic anyway). But seriously everyone portrayed in this fic unless otherwise stated belongs to J.K Rowling.
Thank you all for reading this! Pease Review.
Draco Neko
- P.S - IF YOU HAVE NOT READ HARRY POTTER 5 YET DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER! THIS STORY CONTAINS SPOILERS!
Chapter 1 - Thoughts + Concerns + Instincts
Harry put his head down and walked faster so that his scar would be unnoticed and the people around him would just leave him alone. He stopped abruptly and turned around, he was in no mood to go and talk to people and eat. He hardly did any of these two lately anyway. He made his way into the boy's bathroom and out of the way of a hungry mob of students. Harry locked himself in one of the cubicle, leaned on the door and exhaled loudly.
/ It hurts twice as bad being here because of all the bloody memories / he thought.
It was the second Saturday back at school and this was also the 6th time that Harry had skipped dinner.
/ Why did you have to leave me Sirius? I don't understand. Why can't you come back? /
Of course Harry was referring to the archway that is godfather had fell through.
/ Please come back... /
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"Can we have a quick word with you Professor after dinner if you don't mind " Hermione politely asked the headmaster of Hogwarts.
" Yes, of course, Miss Granger. Come to my office after dinner." Dumbledore replied, knowing very well what the topic of this talk was going to be. Harry Potter was yet again not present for meals. He also got a few notices from the teachers that Harry has not been putting any effort in class and it was only the second week of school.
Dumbledore watched as Hermione led Ron back to the Gryffindor table.
*************************
Harry walked up the stairs noisily and wiped his tear stained face against his sleeve.
/ I just had to be like this, you finally get someone who loves you and cares for you and they get taken away. First Mum and Dad and now this. /
" Fucking Hell!" he screamed and ran up the rest of the stairs. He leaned face first against the wall and welcomed the coolness it brought to his body.
/ OK, I have got to get a grip now / Harry thought before he slammed his head onto the brick wall. Pain. It hurt like hell. But not hard enough to knock him out, just enough for him to sit on the ground in a state of dizziness.
*************************
Hermione and Ron sat together during dinner, mainly just awaiting the moment dinner would be finished so they could talk to the Headmaster. And at last that moment arrived, people slowly began to drift out and soon enough Dumbledore was getting to his feet and walked to the door. He knew perfectly well of the two sixth year students following down him down to his office.
" Fruit Tingles " He said firmly to the statue that led the way to his office.
The statue moved and the revolving stairs came into sight. Dumbledore walked swiftly up the stairs and opened the door. He then turned around and stepped side ways and gestured the two students to go in. After they passed him he stepped inside and closed the door.
Ron and Hermione seated themselves in seat in front of the Headmasters desk and waited for him to get settled.
" Lemon Drop, Tea or biscuits? " he asked the students in front of him.
" No thank you Professor." Both Hermione and Ron answered.
" We just wanted to speak to you about Harry, Sir" Hermione started sounding very unsure of herself.
" Yes! Harry has been acting so weird ever since he came back to Hogwarts!" Ron stated enthusiastically and went into a whole speech on Harry 's behaviour.
" But Professor, this really isn't Harry. I know he is still hurt from last year and how Sirius died but neither of us knows what to do or how to help him. It's like he is shutting himself off from us." Hermione declared after Ron's speech.
" Just try and give him time, Miss Granger and Mr Weasly, you know how it must hurt for him to be back here" Dumbledore answered thoughtfully.
" I promise you two, " He continued, " That if things get any worse we will take some action. After all he has just lost someone obviously very close him, his own Godfather. It's very nice to see you care so much for him and thank you for bringing it to my attention, but if things do get any worse I would like it if you come straight back to him. I will try to talk to him."
"Thank you Professor" answered Ron and Hermione as they got up and left through the door.
/ Poor Harry, he has lost so much through out his life. / Thought Dumbledore sadly.
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"Geez, what the hell are you doing Potter?" Came a harsh voice.
Harry turned around, obviously knowing who owned that voice. He stood and up and swayed a bit leaned against the wall to look as if everything was OK.
" Malfoy " Harry answered
" What are you doing here Potter? Aren't you meant to be with your little Gryffindor friends instead of sitting here and looking at a wall? But then again, simple things entertain simple minds."
" I wasn't doing any thing I was just on my way to dinner." Harry answered, trying to sound as cold as the boy standing before him. "So shut your mouth."
" Whatever, go on to your little friends now." Malfoy shot back.
Harry pushed himself off the wall and tried to walk steadily, only to fail miserably.
/ Why the hell did I have to hit my head?! / Harry thought angrily, yet he couldn't really think straight. The main thing he was concentrating on was the throbbing pain in his head.
He fell forward a bit and thought he was going to fall but strong arms caught him.
" What the hell is wrong with you? " Draco asked angrily, but when Harry looked up he saw concern in his eyes.
"Nothing, I.I .", Harry started but he leaned into Draco's arms that were currently on his shoulders to stop him from falling. Harry rested his head onto the other boys' shoulders.
"Bloody Hell Potter! Go to Madam Pomfrey! " Draco replied but made no attempt to move the boy who was currently settled on his shoulder.
Harry exhaled deeply down Draco's neck, making the other boy shiver. Without a second thought Draco removed a hand from his shoulder and to the small of his back.
"What's wrong Potter? " He asked again.
"I think I need to lie down" came a muffled reply.
"Oh no! I am not going to be seen with you, let alone carry you to the hospital wing"
Harry reluctantly removed his head from the warm shoulder and met grey eyes, they still looked pretty concerned.
"I am so gonna regret this" Draco muttered to himself.
"What?"
"None of your business, Potter, now here, out your arm around my shoulder and I'll help you to the bottom of the stairs and down the hall. Then you are on your own. Got it?" Draco said as coldly as he could.
Harry smiled at him and followed Draco's instructions. Maybe it was the fact that he was still a bit dizzy or the pain hurt so much. Maybe it was just something else. Harry didn't know what it was but he did what his instincts told him to do, He leaned onto Draco and kissed him. On the lips.
