A/N - Hey! I would like to thank my loyal ready Tom who is also a great friend of mine. Thank you soo much for keeping me into my writing and reminding me that I should be writing more on Fanfiction. Thanks Tom!
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Spoilers: Takes place in Christmas break of 7th year.
Dedication: This is to Tom who's loved my slashes and stories from when he first read them and continues to love them now...thanks Tom...without you I don't think I would have gotten this written.
Draco Malfoy had lived a plain and simple childhood; for the sun of a death eater. His spent summers in camp with other children of death eaters and spent the rest of his year at home learning normal schooling from teachers and "true" dark arts from his father. Everything changed when he turned 11 and received his letter from Hogwarts. His lessons with his father declined to during the summer and school vacations. The rest of his year he was at Hogwarts; thankfully for him. His skills lay in potion making, transfiguration, and arithmacy. He also was good with animals if he wanted to be. He loved quidditch but was not as skilled at playing as he wanted to be. Ever since he started Hogwarts his father drilled it into his head to hate Harry Potter. He did as he was ordered. For his entire life he lived under his father's shadow. Always listening; obeying; following.
When he turned 17 his life changed yet again. It seems his life always changes when he needs it most. He was finally free of his father. Many said Lucius died fighting against Voldemort but Draco knew otherwise. His father had died saving Voldemort; as would the rest of his inner circle. Draco was never made a death eater since he was going to when he turned 18. Draco thought he was finally free from everything dark when his father died. During his 5th when Lucius died Draco had become friends with Harry. They were friends though out that year and even Ron became a friend to Draco. By the end of the 6th year they had gone from friends to lovers. They had never made actual love, since they were waiting for just the right time. They instead fooled around a bit and were very affectionate...even in public.
It was the first day of Christmas vacation of Draco's 7th year and he was running around his manor. Harry was coming over in a few days and everything had to be perfect. He was having the house-elf's take a break while he set up his bedroom that interlocked with Harry's. After 3 hours of non stop work he was finally content with the way things looked. Everything seemed perfect as he went into his fathers dark arts room to lock everything away for when the ministry came to get it. Before he knew what was happening a dark figure came out from behind the curtains and then everything went black.
Distribution: Sure just give me the URL and make sure you mention that I wrote it...thanks
Spoilers: Takes place in Christmas break of 7th year.
Dedication: This is to Tom who's loved my slashes and stories from when he first read them and continues to love them now...thanks Tom...without you I don't think I would have gotten this written.
Draco Malfoy had lived a plain and simple childhood; for the sun of a death eater. His spent summers in camp with other children of death eaters and spent the rest of his year at home learning normal schooling from teachers and "true" dark arts from his father. Everything changed when he turned 11 and received his letter from Hogwarts. His lessons with his father declined to during the summer and school vacations. The rest of his year he was at Hogwarts; thankfully for him. His skills lay in potion making, transfiguration, and arithmacy. He also was good with animals if he wanted to be. He loved quidditch but was not as skilled at playing as he wanted to be. Ever since he started Hogwarts his father drilled it into his head to hate Harry Potter. He did as he was ordered. For his entire life he lived under his father's shadow. Always listening; obeying; following.
When he turned 17 his life changed yet again. It seems his life always changes when he needs it most. He was finally free of his father. Many said Lucius died fighting against Voldemort but Draco knew otherwise. His father had died saving Voldemort; as would the rest of his inner circle. Draco was never made a death eater since he was going to when he turned 18. Draco thought he was finally free from everything dark when his father died. During his 5th when Lucius died Draco had become friends with Harry. They were friends though out that year and even Ron became a friend to Draco. By the end of the 6th year they had gone from friends to lovers. They had never made actual love, since they were waiting for just the right time. They instead fooled around a bit and were very affectionate...even in public.
It was the first day of Christmas vacation of Draco's 7th year and he was running around his manor. Harry was coming over in a few days and everything had to be perfect. He was having the house-elf's take a break while he set up his bedroom that interlocked with Harry's. After 3 hours of non stop work he was finally content with the way things looked. Everything seemed perfect as he went into his fathers dark arts room to lock everything away for when the ministry came to get it. Before he knew what was happening a dark figure came out from behind the curtains and then everything went black.