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Chapter 1: Just Draco
Harry flopped down on his bed, relishing the silence around him. Ever since he had fought Voldermort, everything had been unbearably horrible. Now don't get him wrong- Harry was glad Voldermort was gone. It was only his increased popularity he despised.
He had taken to sneaking out at night, with the help of his trusty Marauder's map and invisibility cloak. It used to be that he found walking relaxing. The slow, even beat of his shoes slapping against the ground had provided him with background noise for all his pressing thoughts. He couldn't quite say when he stopped walking to think, and started to spy. Tonight though, he didn't care: He had a most interesting subject to voyeur.
The matter in question was none other then Draco Malfoy. Even though the blonde had proven himself loyal to the light, Harry still didn't fully trust him. Sitting up, he reached into his robes for the Marauder's map. He now kept it with him at all times. You could never be too careful, and there was no reason not to be with such a useful map in your possession.
A little blue light on the surface of his map indicated Draco's presence in the Astronomy tower. Harry's brow furrowed, and he turned his eyes up to grace the tower for a better look. Sure enough, A couple rays of light were visible from the ground where he stood. Harry's heart sped up, and he quickened his pace: tonight was the night he'd catch his enemy.
Quickly standing up, he placed the map in his pocket after clearing its contents. He ripped his trunk open with little care and a lot of flourish. He pulled out his father's cloak, and with an air that only comes from practice, he made himself disappear. After opening the door that lead to the stairs, he broke into a sprint. It would not do to miss Draco once again.
Nearing the top of the somewhat dark stairwell, he heard Draco's voice. He stopped suddenly, startled by the sound. The usual cold Malfoy whine was replaced by a warm, inviting baritone. Steadying his breath and his thoughts, he braved entering the room; only to be stopped in his tracks once again.
Draco was sitting on one of the window sills. He was holding something Harry couldn't see. The thing that had stopped him was the bitter look in Draco's eyes, and trails down his cheeks where tears had previously fallen. Harry was frozen- unsure what to do, while trying not to make a sound. Draco was the one to snap his trance when he started talking again.
"I never told you about that did I?"
Harry didn't want to admit that just the sound of that voice could send not-so-unpleasant sensations straight to the pit of his stomach. He unconsciously curled his arms around his thin middle.
"You should have seen it! The look on her face... And I know how you love orchids." Harry caught a real, honest grin on Draco's lips and almost smiled himself.
'Orchids are beautiful,' Harry thought, involuntary. He shook himself mentally and leaned in a little closer.
"You'd be surprised how much I know about you." Draco sighed before gently touching the thing that Harry couldn't see. Harry's eyebrows knitted together.
'Who was this person?' Moving closer as silently as he could, he kept listening.
"I know that you hate all wizarding sweets, but won't tell anyone that you do." He gave a small laugh that seemed more like a sob in the darkness. "Even though that's all they buy you for Christmas and holidays."
Harry blinked: he was like that!
…But Malfoy would never, could never know that.
A little closer still, Harry edged in hopes of seeing what was so protectively grasped in those little pale hands. He looked past silver-white hair and the soft slope of Draco's shoulder.
'How can someone with such feminine attributes be so...' Harry's thoughts trailed off. What had he hoped to say? Domineering? Strong? "Great," Harry whispered, inaudible. 'Even my head betrays me.'
"There's only one thing I hate about you, really," Draco continued. Harry silenced his inner dialogue long enough to listen. "I hate the way you say my name. Malfoy. You're so good to everyone, but you get so tense when you talk to me. I'm through with our act! Can't you see it? I'm not a Malfoy, really, not anymore. It's Draco, plain and simple. Just Draco."
The way he said it, in such a wistful tone, made it sound like it was something he's always wanted but could never reach. The thought made Harry's heart tug more then it ever should for any male, little alone one's sworn enemy.
"To hear you say call me Draco would be..." He stopped; causing the question 'What?' to form on Harry's lips. Luckily he caught it just before it could leave his mouth. Pressing his lips together to stop any further lapses of control, he held back his curiosity and waited for what Draco would say next.
Harry's expression of curiosity turned to horror in a heartbeat as he saw Draco's chin tremble.
'He's not going to cry...' Harry thought in disbelief. Much to his relief, Draco swallowed hard and left the words unsaid. His fingers traced the object he was holding, a little smile blessed his features once again.
Harry was confused, as a flurry of emotion fluttered through his chest. Anger: he wanted to know Draco's secret. Hurt: For a reason he couldn't, or wouldn't, justify. Jealousy and admiration for someone who could bring the great Slytherin Ice Prince to tears with a single word. He couldn't explain why, but he was filled with the desire to have that power.
Without being able to stop himself, he crept even closer. He was almost touching the robes that covered Draco's porcelain skin. Looking over his shoulder, Harry followed Draco's arms until he reached his smooth, delicate fingers. There was a wizarding photograph of someone clutched in them! He couldn't see the face of the person since Draco's finger was covering it.
He wanted to rip Draco's hand off the photo but he froze when he noticed a very important detail about the photo. It was a guy's body. Draco Malfoy, every- girl- in -the school's- crush…
…was gay?
Harry gasped, quietly, but the sharp intake of breath didn't go unnoticed by Draco. The Slytherin whipped around, eyes narrowed, searching for any sign of disturbance. Harry stilled and prayed, barely breathing. Draco turned back, sighing, and removed his hand from the picture. Harry launched himself forward at breakneck speed, straining for just a glance. Draco stood jerkily, exasperated, and edgy. He clutched the picture to his chest.
"What the HELL is going on here?" He bellowed at the seemingly empty room. He was only acknowledged by the echo of his own angry voice.
Harry stood still again: he didn't want Draco to find him yet. He wanted to know who was in that photo, who had stolen Malfoy's heart...and even though he didn't want to say it, even to himself; he wanted to know how that wizard had made Malfoy care.
Draco looked around the room suspiciously, trying to tell if anyone was, in fact, there. After a few moments of unease from Draco, and fear from Harry, Draco let his shoulders slump before whispering.
"I can't believe how stupid I'm being…..and it's all because of you." He looked at the photo again. "And to think…..you'll never even know."
Harry looked at Draco; really looked at him. Then, he smiled: finally seeing what had been there all along. Not an enemy, not inhuman. Only Draco, plain and simple. Just Draco.
A few minutes after Draco left, Harry still stood in the drafty tower. "Draco," he murmured, for the first time in 7 years. "Draco."
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