Disclaimers: i don't own harry potter.
Authors note: ok the other night i felt random and started writing this. And i am going to dedicate it to my best friend Terri. hugs her i love you.
just for you, you kinky girl
P.s This is slash
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The sixth year had started as every year before had, the feast was the same, the train ride, the sorting. it was all the same. But it wasn't. life was like a reflection in a mirror showing everything. But what you see is not how things really are.
His mind was clouded with thoughts no sixteen year old boy should have to live with. Thoughts of death and despair.
Harry James Potter sat by him self as he did ever night down by the lake the cold autumn evening wind blowing his hair across his face covering his usually bright green eyes and remarkable scar.
But when he was here he was in his own world where, he could by just him self with out putting up pretend barriers to stop his friends worrying about his sanity. But how could anyone stay sane after what he had been though. His parents murder when he was to young to remember but was hunted by the nightmares and then last year his newly found god father had been taken also. The guilt Harry carried around with him was more then anyone could bare so every night he would come to his spacial spot and let his anger and hatred out on the world getting it out of his system.
But little did Harry know that for the last two weeks someone had been watching him. The cold gray eyes of Draco Malfoy would stand among the trees across the lake from him and watch as the tormented soul cried, kicked, screamed and stared aimlessly in to the sky.
The first night Draco had been planing on meeting one of his many fan girls for some one night only fun. He had gone for a walk before their meeting. But standing among the trees he had seen the raven haired boy sitting on the edge of the lake at first Draco had been tempted to go amuse him self with pissing Harry off, but then the image filleted thought to his brain. A single tear was traveling down the boys faces the moon light causing it to glisten.
Is he crying? the blond asked him self but the picture before him was heart wrenching. Harry just sat and looked up at the twinkling stars. The tears flowing freely down his cheeks.
Every night after that Draco would watch Harry as he mourned for the death of the loved ones around him. Draco began to question his intentions why do i give a fuck about potter he's crying! i should be telling the whole fucking school Draco screamed at him self on night while watching Harry
'maybe you feel sorry for him' a voice in his head said what the fuck do you know? 'i no many things' the voice told him I'm you conscience, i know what you really think' Draco shock his head willing the voice to shut up
"i really should get that seen to" Draco said out load before returning to the castle
Another week past with lessons as normal Harry continued to weep at nights and Draco continued to watch but one night Harry did not go to the lake and Draco stood for hours waiting for the raven haired boy and when it turned one in the morning Draco walked back up to the castle he opened the door hearing a tump a gasp of surprise then another tump he must of hit someone he looked around but no one was there Hey wait Draco thought whats that?. Draco had opened the door knocking the unsuspecting Harry to the ground also causing his invisibility cloak to ride up reveal his feet. Draco bent down and pulled off the cloak and Harry's pale face looked at him in shock he sat on the ground looking up at the blonde. At that instant many thoughts and insults run thought Draco's head but settled on
"you OK?" Draco offered Harry a hand to help him to his feet which suspiciously Harry took
"Thanks ..... I think?" Harry said the boys stood eye to eye and Draco saw the dark bags beneath Harry's emerald green eyes.
"no problem" Draco said handing Harry back his clock before swiftly turning on his heel and walk down the corridor to his common room leaving a very confused Harry standing in the open door way.
The following morning was a Saturday and also the day of the Hogsmead trip. after spending most the early down by the lake Harry was in no fit state to accompany Hermoine and Ron. Instead around midday when he woke he went to the great hall to eat lunch (breakfast for him) being that it was the first Hogsmeasd visit of the school year the only other students in the hall were the 1st and 2nd years and the occasional student from the upper school.
After eating Harry return to his common room to complete this weeks mountain of homework. But to no success. he couldn't concentrate no matter how much he tried, something was bothering him and not just the death of Sirius.
He left the common room and went for a walk to clear his head. His feet were moving but he didn't care where they took him. He found him self in a empty corridor which he was unfamiliar with. There were no windows only flaming torches in beakers on the walls to emit light. This lead Harry to the conclusion the he was in the dungeons
Great Harry thought slytherin territory. He turned around and headed back the way he had came with in 10 minutes he had lost him self completely in the complicated corridors of the dungeons.
"Great" Harry thought a load "Just fucking great"
"My my potter you really should wash your mouth out with soap" came the cold voice of Harry's lest favorite person
"Why the hell is it that when ever thinks can't get any worse you prove me wrong by showing up" Harry said not turning to look at his nemesis
"Not very happy today are why?" Draco asked leaning against the cold stone wall his arms folded across his chest
"Was till you turned up"
"Not from what I've seen" Draco smirked
"What's that meant to mean" Harry said spinning on the spot to face the smirking blonde
"Owww hit a nerve have i pot head?" Harry advance on the Draco grabbing him by the front of his immaculate robes and shoving him against the wall, the load thump of Draco's head hitting the stone wall echoed down the hall. Draco cringed at the pain. He then looked straight in to Harry's eyes that were blazing with fury. The two stared at each other both afraid to be the one that broke the heated gaze. Finally Harry spoke
"What did you mean?" he repeated in a unearthly calm voice Draco looked at the raven haired boy and remembered every night for the last month, imagers of Harry crying for the lose of his god father. And the stress that had been put on his shoulders. The seconds before Draco spoke were the longest of Harry's life. But finally Draco dropped his gaze from his beautiful green eyes to his feet.
"I've seen you be the lake at night" Draco said. Harry felt rage build up inside him. He tightened his grip on the front of Draco's robes and the hand by his side became a fist
"Why you!" Harry couldn't find words to describe his anger so let his fist do the talking instead. Harry punched Draco as hard as he could. Draco's head swing to the side with the impact of the punch. Draco coughed once then spat blood on to the floor. Whipping his bloodstained lip with the back of his hand. Harry had expected what was about to happen but still wasn't prepared for it. Draco launched his full weighted at Harry knocking him to the floor
"You fucking bastared!" he screamed repeatedly hitting Harry. Harry fought back . kicking and punching and insults were traded.
"son of a bitch"
"lest i have a mother"
"deatheater scum"
"mudblood lover"
"slut"
"virgin"
"what the fuck would you know"
"more than you" (A/N: yeah i know it's lame)
and so on and so on. Draco pulled Harry up and slammed him against the wall in the same way in which Harry had done earlier. He pulled his fist back ready for the final punch
"Do you know what potter?" Draco said smirking thought his bruised and bloodied face "I'm really going to enjoy this. And no little mudbloods or weasels are gonna stop me. Then I'm gonna tell the whole school about how you cried like the pathetic child you are."
"Go on then Malfoy" Harry said taunting him "be the big man! Hit me!" Draco pulled his fist back ready for the punch. Harry screwed his eyes up awaiting the pain. But it never came. After a few seconds Harry opened his eyes again Draco was still holding his fist up. Harry looked him straight in the face and saw not anger in his eyes but another emotion which Harry couldn't quit place. Harry was so confused with what he saw he didn't see dracos head (no you sick people) move closer to his own until Draco's lips meet Harry's. Harry's eyes widened in shock he's kissing me the fucking fag is kissing me! But Harry's instincts took over and his eyes fluttered shut.
Draco what the hell are you doing?! Draco screamed at him self you kissing potter.... but wait his kissing back! Draco opened his eyes seeing Harry's were closed he then felt Harry's hand slid up him and cup the base of his neck pulling him closer. Draco closed his eyes again releasing the front of Harry's robes placing his hands against the wall. He then ran his tongue along Harry's bottom lip seeking entry. Which Harry granted.
A/N: so thats the first chapter. this is only going to be a short story so should be more up soon already nearly done with chapter 2 so if you like it please tell me but if not ..... you'll tell me anyway .
anyway thanks to you nice people and evil glares to you not so nice people
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