Simple Kiss - Repost just fixed spelling, grammar and my mistakes!Did add some details.
Rating: R to M romance/angst
Pairing: Draco/Harry, ? /?, ?/?
Summery: Draco's dared to do something. Who knew that one dare could lead to something much more then what anyone thought?
Warning: Slash (boy/boy) rape, violence, and suicide attempts
Author Note: This story is set in the gangs 7th yr, and this is the first day back from summer break. Also if you don't like anything that's named above then don't read. You have been warned, if you think I go over boarded with something tell me and I can change it. Ok? HBP NEVER happened! And Harry killed Voldy over the summer.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter and the gang then I don't think I would be writing this right now, now would I? =)
Note: Italic- thoughts
Ch 1- The DARE
"Hey Draco it's your turn," Blaise said. The Slytherin 7th year boys, Blaise, Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, and Theodore were all sitting in Blaise's and Theodores dorm room. Due to it being there last year at Hogwarts the Headmaster thought they needed more privacy and time to study. In light of that he had only two people in a dorm room. Draco however was the head boy and got special treatment and had a dorm room all to himself, although he did have to share a common room with the head girl, who happened to be Hermione Granger.
To celebrate their first evening back to Hogwarts Blaise came up with the idea to play truth and dare. Draco was not much in the mood for games but thought it could be amusing to see who had to do what on the dares; Blaise always came up with some nasty things for people to do.
"Ok," Draco said with a sigh and rolled his eyes.
"Truth or dare?" Blaise asked eyes dancing with mischief.
"Dare," I can take whatever he dishes out no matter what it is.
Blaise snickered; he had the perfect dare for Draco. One he knew would make the Slytherin Prince fall to his knees. "I dare you to kiss Potter on the lips, in front of the whole Great Hall tomorrow morning at breakfast. It can't be a peck on the lips either it has to be a real kiss, longer then two secant," If Draco doesn't do this then I'll tell everyone of his little secret.
"What if I don't?" Draco asked, wondering what Blaise was playing at. He has to have something else up his sleeve or. I wonder what it could be.
"Oh, I'll just tell, the WHOLE school that you..." Blaise whispered the latter part in Draco's ear.
"You can't!"
"I would if you don't do the dare the whole school will know your secret," Blaise said with a smirk.
"Fine. But if I find out you whispered a word to anyone, I will make sure you wish you were never born," Draco said, eyes thin as slights glaring at Blaise. He did not know how Blaise knew what he knew, but he did. He was sure he had protected himself from anyone ever finding out but apparently not. He would have to look into that, but at a later time, he knew the person was long gone from Hogwarts.
"Nice threat," He won't do anything; he's all talk; no bite.
"You should probably take me more serious you know?" Blaise just gave him a look that said, bring it. "Whatever I'm going to bed," Draco said and crawled into a bed he had transformed from a book. He was too lazy to go up to his dorm that was on the 7th floor.
"Yea lets head to bed, we all want to be there when Draco kisses Potter," Blaise said with an evil laugh.
"Shut up." A laugh followed this comment.
What the hell am I going to do? I do not wanna kiss Potter! Not sure how to weasel myself out of this one. My rep is going to be trashed cause of this and I know that's what Blaise wants. However in the meantime how did he find out? I swear on my mothers' grieve if he tells anyone I will kill him or maybe just curse a few bits off? He thought with a smirk That sounds even better,was his last thoughts before falling into an uneasy sleep.
- The Next Morning -
"Wake up; you don't want to be late for breakfast."
"ugh," Draco moaned as he pulled the blankets over his head to try and get away from the voice that was being rude and waking him up.
"Now get up," he said as he pulled the covers down from Dracos head. Seeing Draco glaring up at him he smirked and walked over to the door. With his hand on the knob he turned around and looked at the blond boy just now sitting up and said "I'll be in the common room, and don't take forever," and proceeded to walk out of the dorm.
He was finally left alone and slowly got out of bed groaning the whole time. He had a headache from the lack of peaceful sleep and did not wanna get up and face the day. I was hoping all of last night was a dream, but sadly that's not my life. He transformed the bed back to its original form and walked over to his bag. He knew he would be spending the night in the slytherin dungeons and came prepared. He pulled out his bath supplies and walked to the door on the right side of the room. He would take a quick shower least he could do was look good for all this.
Once clean and dry he wrapped the towel around his waist and looked in the mirror. His blond hair hung just pass his chin straight as ever, he had decided he liked this length. He did not want to look like his father but did like the somewhat long hair. His boyish figure had filled out over the summer from the war. He had been on the run with his mother for a good part of it; until everything happened, but he did not want to think about that now.
With his hair dry and his school robes on, he sighed and took one last look at himself in the mirror before heading to the door. Well here goes nothing and hope I can rebuild some of my rep after all this and repay Blaise in one hell of a way.
He made his way down the boys staircase and at the bottom just as he had promised stood Blaise. Along with Blaise was Crabbe and Goyle. Guess Theodore must already be in the Great Hall
"Took you long enough I thought I would have to come up there and drag you out."
"Funny, since I wasn't in there that long."
"So ready for the dare?" Goyle asked, as they headed out of the Slytherin Common room and made their way to the Great Hall.
"What do you think?" Draco shot back to his friend.
"Right, come on," he said and walked ahead, Blaise smirking all the way.
Draco was in the lead as they approached the Great Hall, and pushed open the large doors. As he entered he glanced over to the Gryffinfor table and saw surprisingly there was no sign of Potter. Hm that is odd. Years past they wouldn't have been seen apart. Maybe I won't have to do this? That's just getting my hopes up just a little too much. He thought bitterly.
Slowly they made their way to the Slytherin table and sat down. Draco sat next to both Pansy and Blaise while Crabbe and Golye sat across from him. Draco started putting food onto his plate, praying to whoever would listen that Potter would not show up for breakfast. Unforitenly for him no one listened. When there was only 5 minutes left before the end of breakfast in walks the boy who lived.
"Look there's the boy now," Blaise whispered into Draco's ear.
"Yeah I know I see him," Draco whispered back watching Harry walk over to the Gryffindor table.
As Harry sat down across from his two friends, Draco noticed that neither said anything to him. He sat there and looked almost awkward and out of place. He did not pick up any food nor drink anything; he just sat there looking down at the table. His always black unruly hair was long and in his face. He looked skinner, if that was possible then before. He was also pale, very pale, paler than even Malfoy.
Malfoy did not understand any of this, from his appearance to his behavior to even his friends behaviors. He figured everyone would have been happy and celebrating still from the death of the Dark Lord along with the imprisonment and death of several hundred death eaters; including the death of his own father.
Harry had gone to the Malfoy Manor and had killed anyone that got in his way. But for some reason he hadn't come looking for Draco, he was sure he was dead when he had seen Potter, but Harry had spared Draco's life. This confused Draco still to no need, he didn't think Potter knew anything about his side choice. Maybe he had heard that Draco had been on the run for most of the summer until that faithful night that lead him back to his home. Before he could think on this anymore Blaise started speaking to him.
"Hey Malfoy he's getting up, go do your dare," Blaise said.
Draco took a deep breath and got up from his seat. He was trying to calm his fast beating heart that he swear everyone in the Great Hall could hear. He didn't know what why he was so nervous, well maybe he did. He reputation was about to be trashed. He slowly made his way to the other side of the hall to the Gryffindor table. He could feel eyes following him, curious as to what was about to happen. Only good thing about it being so late during breakfast, many students have headed to class already. He finally made it to the Gryffindor table just as Harry turned to leave. Harry needless to say almost ran into him, since he wasn't expecting anyone behind him. .
"Malfoy what..." Harry started but was cut off by Draco, as Draco covered Harry's mouth with his own.
The kiss was innocent and tender but as Draco covered the brunette's lips with his own he felt something. It felt like a bolt of lightning had just hit him and sent electricity through his entire body. Wonder if Potter felt that? His lips are soft and he smells good.
Harry stood there in shock, not kissing back. He did not know what to do; he wasn't even sure what to think. Before he realized what he was doing he started to kiss back.
This woke up Draco from his thoughts, and he pulled away quickly. Draco for the first time ever felt embarrassed for so many reason. He turned from Potter without looking at him, worried about what he may see, and fled the hall, face tinged in pink.
Everyone in the Great Hall was stunned into silence, no one knew what to say, think or do. This was not what Malfoy and Potter do. They are suppose to throw fists and each other no kiss! Harry was standing there, shocked, until the hall erupted into noise. At the sound of people talking Harry quickly ran from the hall. What the bloody hell is going on? What was all that about! Why did Malfoy fucking kiss me for!
Across the hall at the Slytherin table Blaise was snickering. Everyone around him was in a uproar. They were asking what Malfoy was thinking? Some were saying he was under some type of curse. None knew other then the Slytherin 7th year boys what the real reason was, and known more than Blaise Zabini.
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TBC
Authors Note: I am SOOOOOO Sorry for the longest delay probably around! a long story short my rents were getting everything I typed and read ect so couldn't write, and couldn't write at school so it got delayed. Well figured when I got a laptop I would write, senior year got in the way, then college got in the way. Well now I am graduated form college and have time, for the first time in years to write and some motivation to write! I will work on my other stories once I finish this one, going to try and work on one at a time and edit all my other stories as I go to fix all my errors and add more detail ect. I love all of my reviewers and hope I still have some from 6 to 7 years ago who still may read my stories.
Reviews are welcomed and love them, flames expected just be usefull for me please. I know my writing is not the best and I make very stupid mistakes but any helpful pointers are more then welcomed. And if anyone would like to be my beta please let me know! Thanks! I will try and update as much as I can. Chapter 4 is already 1/2 written! =)