Title: A Case of Fortunate Happenings

Rating: T

Genre A: Romance

Genre B: Hurt/Comfort

Author: sxmhita

Disclaimer: No matter how much I will it to happen the universe doesn't seem inclined to allowing me to own Harry Potter and yes it is still in the possession of JK Rowling. No profit is being made out of this.

Summary: Perhaps if Harry believed in Fate, he'd say this was all its work at play.

A/N: Hey! This is my first multiple chapter fic and I don't have everything figured out, per se. But I figured it wouldn't hurt to give it a go anyway. More at the end, enjoy the chapter for now!

Prologue

He was really warm where he was. Warm and comfortable and safe. Safe wasn't a word Harry could use very often anymore. They were hidden in an alcove, concealed from The Order's sight, grasping for time together while it slipped away like sand between fingers. Draco's hands were wrapped around Harry's waist, his head bent down and hidden in Harry's neck. Harry simply buried his head in his boyfriend's chest, playing with his platinum-blonde hair and sighing. He sighed a lot too now. What happened to the happy Harry, the one that was simply content to be away from the Dursleys and with his friends? Now, everything seemed to draw sighs from him, of disappointment, of tiredness and of helplessness.

Voldemort was at large again. His Death Eaters were wreaking havoc everywhere. While the wizarding world cowered in fear, Muggleborns being assaulted and Half-bloods being tortured, the Muggle world wasn't any safer either. The destruction there had seemingly no cause, since the Dark Lord's minions took care not to leave behind any traces of magic. No amount of luck, concocted or not, was enough because for once, it seemed that Voldemort was invincible.

"Please be safe." A soft voice whispered into his ear, the hands around him tightening briefly before loosening. Draco moved to rest his forehead on Harry's, his hands cupping Harry's face and eyes looking on earnestly, searching his face as if memorizing it. "Please be careful, Harry."

Harry leaned up on his tiptoes, kissing Draco with fervour, trying to convey his feelings through actions. He was saying that he'd be fine, that Draco needed to promise to stay safe too and most importantly that he was coming back. Draco was kissing back, deepening the kiss, sucking on Harry's venturing tongue. Smiling into the kiss, he dipped Harry back suddenly, Harry's head almost touching the floor. Breaking the kiss with a yelp, he scowled at a smirking Draco. "Is this really necessary? I was content with simply kissing you." He mumbled, glaring half-heartedly, not really meaning his words. "Just thought I'd lighten up the mood a little, you looked like you were going to cry, Potter." The young Malfoy replied, lifting his partner up and kissing his cheek. "Promise you'll come back to me." he said, sobering up quickly.

"I promise." Harry replied.

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It's small, but it's a beginning. I cannot promise very regular updates but I know how it feels to be kept hanging, so I shall try on at least one chapter a month. Not much else to say here. See you in the next chapter!

Love

sxmhita