Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, J.K Rowling
does and I respect that. I'm only using her characters for this fic of
mine.
Rating: PG13, maybe R because of later chapters.
Author's Note: If you are in any way against slash, or are under a mature age then I ask you to please leave this page and go back to searching the Harry Potter section. If you ARE against slash, then I ask you not to flame this story, or any other stories done by The Slashers (me and my friend Jelli). If you do decide to flame, then I think that is rather heartless seeming I pre-warned you.
Snakes and Ladders Written by The Slashers.
Chapter One
Harry Potter turned and groaned. His bedside clock with its blinding numerals showed that it was before three o'clock in the morning.
"Oh bloody hell, Draco," he snapped under his breath, opening his battering eyelids for a minute to focus on his boyfriend's face," what are you doing in my dormitory at this time of night?"
Draco's thin face was pale in the dark, and his piercing eyes met Harry's. He smiled.
"I couldn't sleep, so I decided to visit you. Is that such a crime?" his voice turned bitter.
Ron, from the bunk next to Harry's, let out a huge moan and he tossed and turned for a few seconds. Draco and Harry froze and Draco's face paled even more.
"Go!" Harry hissed, and pushed Draco away with the heel of his foot. Draco looked at him sadly, and opened his mouth to say something.
Again Ron tossed about. Draco scrambled to his feet, now knowing of the coming danger. Harry put on his glasses and sat up in his bed. The Slytherin gave him one last look then headed quickly for the door.
"Wait!" Harry cried, a bit too loud. Ron bolted upright and asked," Mm? Wassamatter?"
Draco stood rooted to the spot, unable to make a getaway. Harry snapped," Nothing. Just having a nightmare. Get back to sleep." Ron mumbled again then pulled his doona over his head.
Harry let out a sigh of relief and Draco let go of his breath. Till now he had been afraid to breath. "Draco?" Harry whispered, and in seconds Draco was at his side, smiling in that way of his that always made Harry give in.
"Yeah?"
Harry fiddled with the corner of his sheet and murmured," Stay a little longer."
Draco's smile was blinding," 'Course."
The boy of sixteen perched on the end of Harry's bed and smiled," Is there something on your mind?"
Harry took off his glasses and rubbed them on his pyjama top," Yeah."
Draco's wan face broke into a frown which creased his forehead and made the corners of his mouth drag down," What's wrong?"
Harry drew his breath in and shoved the glasses back onto his round face," I don't think we should see each other any more."
There was a gasp, then and muffled sound. Draco's eyes were filled with tears and he choked as quietly as he could manage," What? But Harry, we were made for each other!"
"But..."
Draco sobbed silently," But what Harry? But what?"
"We can't keep this a secret for much longer and if, or should I say when everyone finds out there's going to be...be...chaos! Me, The Boy Who Lived, with a snake like you?"
A snort rose from Draco's throat," A snake? Me?"
"Yeah Draco, a snake. We're playing a game here. I'm the ladder and you're the snake. Snakes and Ladders. Snake's have no feet and can't climb up ladders. We're too different to match." Harry said.
"Fine. If that's how you feel about me then I'll see myself out." Tears were blinding him so he stumbled up and staggered to the door. He turned back to face Harry, and held his gaze for several seconds. Then he turned and ran.
Rating: PG13, maybe R because of later chapters.
Author's Note: If you are in any way against slash, or are under a mature age then I ask you to please leave this page and go back to searching the Harry Potter section. If you ARE against slash, then I ask you not to flame this story, or any other stories done by The Slashers (me and my friend Jelli). If you do decide to flame, then I think that is rather heartless seeming I pre-warned you.
Snakes and Ladders Written by The Slashers.
Chapter One
Harry Potter turned and groaned. His bedside clock with its blinding numerals showed that it was before three o'clock in the morning.
"Oh bloody hell, Draco," he snapped under his breath, opening his battering eyelids for a minute to focus on his boyfriend's face," what are you doing in my dormitory at this time of night?"
Draco's thin face was pale in the dark, and his piercing eyes met Harry's. He smiled.
"I couldn't sleep, so I decided to visit you. Is that such a crime?" his voice turned bitter.
Ron, from the bunk next to Harry's, let out a huge moan and he tossed and turned for a few seconds. Draco and Harry froze and Draco's face paled even more.
"Go!" Harry hissed, and pushed Draco away with the heel of his foot. Draco looked at him sadly, and opened his mouth to say something.
Again Ron tossed about. Draco scrambled to his feet, now knowing of the coming danger. Harry put on his glasses and sat up in his bed. The Slytherin gave him one last look then headed quickly for the door.
"Wait!" Harry cried, a bit too loud. Ron bolted upright and asked," Mm? Wassamatter?"
Draco stood rooted to the spot, unable to make a getaway. Harry snapped," Nothing. Just having a nightmare. Get back to sleep." Ron mumbled again then pulled his doona over his head.
Harry let out a sigh of relief and Draco let go of his breath. Till now he had been afraid to breath. "Draco?" Harry whispered, and in seconds Draco was at his side, smiling in that way of his that always made Harry give in.
"Yeah?"
Harry fiddled with the corner of his sheet and murmured," Stay a little longer."
Draco's smile was blinding," 'Course."
The boy of sixteen perched on the end of Harry's bed and smiled," Is there something on your mind?"
Harry took off his glasses and rubbed them on his pyjama top," Yeah."
Draco's wan face broke into a frown which creased his forehead and made the corners of his mouth drag down," What's wrong?"
Harry drew his breath in and shoved the glasses back onto his round face," I don't think we should see each other any more."
There was a gasp, then and muffled sound. Draco's eyes were filled with tears and he choked as quietly as he could manage," What? But Harry, we were made for each other!"
"But..."
Draco sobbed silently," But what Harry? But what?"
"We can't keep this a secret for much longer and if, or should I say when everyone finds out there's going to be...be...chaos! Me, The Boy Who Lived, with a snake like you?"
A snort rose from Draco's throat," A snake? Me?"
"Yeah Draco, a snake. We're playing a game here. I'm the ladder and you're the snake. Snakes and Ladders. Snake's have no feet and can't climb up ladders. We're too different to match." Harry said.
"Fine. If that's how you feel about me then I'll see myself out." Tears were blinding him so he stumbled up and staggered to the door. He turned back to face Harry, and held his gaze for several seconds. Then he turned and ran.