The Carnival
By: GCandTKandFF.Nobsession
Warning: This story will be slash, if you have a problem with this, don't read it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing
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Harry's POV
Harry walked through the swirl of bright lights and the clash of laughter and screaming of the shimmering night carnival. The dark haired teen smiled to himself because for the first time in many months, he was able to be just another face in the swarming crowds. Not Harry Potter, the boy who must kill 'Lord' Voldemort. For the first time in a long time he was away from the planning and manipulation of Old Dumbles.
As he walked around the carousel he thought of the conversation he had arguing with Hermione about letting him go to the muggle carnival.
-Flashback-
"But why, Herm? Why can't I go? It's just one night, I need to get out of this place; it's like a prison to me, with it like a hotel with all the families who feel they need protection and those who need help from Voldemort, I can't take it any more, there is always people looking at me like I'm all that's left to save them, and I don't care if I am, but I don't need constant reminders of this." Harry looked pleadingly to Hermione before continuing, "Please let me go, don't look to me like you would as a Head Girl, but as my best friend."
Hermione looked nervously at the teen in front of her, "I know that you're going through hell Harry, but I think it would be best if you take someone with you, like an Order Member or at least me and Ron!" Harry shook his head and she knew that he wasn't going to let anyone go with him. "I just don't want you to get hurt that's all…" She trailed off here as Harry walked over to her and gave her a hug.
"I know Herm, you are one of my best friends, but I need a break from all the pressure, just one night, please? And if you can, could you keep Dumbles away too?"
Hermione stood there, unsure of what she should do, but of course, who can say no to Harry? She nodded once and Harry's face broke into a smile as he gave her another hug.
--End Flashback--
Harry was happy to have such good friends, and he had considered having them come too, but he needed one night where he would not be known, when he would be, just another face in the crowd.
Too bad this could never happen while he is Harry Potter…
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Draco's POV
Draco smirked as he looked around; his blonde white hair shimmering different colours as the lights of rides swirl around, mixing from speed. The faces around him were smiling and laughing, complete opposite to what he had been around ever since he and Severus had ran from Hogwarts the year before. All he had been around were faces of evil smirks, cunning grins, and jealous glares, from those who were unable to do things like wandless magic either quickly or at all.
He was very glad that he had been able to persuade Severus to let him go to the carnival…
-Flashback-
"Severus, could I please go! Come on please? It's a muggle carnival so there isn't going to be anyone to recognize me, especially since it's the school year now and all the students will be there, most adults are at Hogwarts now or something like that, please Sev, please!" Severus groaned, he didn't know what to do, he knew that it would be best if Draco didn't go out, or he could get into a lot of trouble, but he also knew that staying there was torture on its own.
"Draco if you are caught, you'll get punished, maybe even killed for conversing with muggles, and because I know about it I'd also get punished too, that stunt with 'killing' Dumbledore has only bid me some time," Severus said tiredly.
"I know that is why I'm going to say that I'm going on a surveillance mission, seeing how the muggles act and where they go the most and that sort of crap, I have it all sorted out, you can pretend that you knew nothing of it, that you thought the same as everyone else, please Sev, I need to get out…" Here Severus looked into Draco's eyes and saw that he was about to cry in desperation.
"Okay, but if any thing goes wrong, don't come crawling to me." And with that said he turned with a billow of robes and left the room.
--End Flashback--
Draco had made sure to go up to Sev again later on and ask permission again, but this time when people were around. He was glad Severus was smart enough to figure out what he was doing and said that he was to also write a report about his findings, this being the only downside of the plan, but still, he was out and free, or at least for now.
Draco was happy, no not happy, thrilled, to be out of the supposed camp that all the soon to be death eaters were at now, training and proving what they were made of. None had received their mark yet, but only time separated now and then, and Draco knew this, and as much as he wanted to get out, he knew there was little hope for him to, but Severus was doing what he could to get him out.
And now he was free for the night to do what ever he wanted, and that is exactly what he wanted to do, whatever he wanted and he didn't give a damn about the consequences. Draco made a deal with himself to do what ever he wanted for that night.
He made this resolution before seeing a certain green eyed, black haired teenage boy.
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Harry's POV
It was almost midnight now and all of the families and children were gone, leaving the older teens and adults to do as they wished, and as Harry saw, this was basically anything and everything. Harry walked towards an opening that lead to a football pitch and saw people with a parachute playing like children did in primary school would. Someone was underneath the parachute and the rest, which was around twenty people, were around the circle and pulled the sheet tight while sitting with their legs under and the person underneath would drag some one underneath, the only difference was that the person would then snog the other once underneath. All the while all the other people are shaking it and making it ripple, making it impossible to see where the person was or who they were for that matter.
Harry walked over and decided that since this was probably one of the last times he'll be able to be out of Hogwarts, he might as well do it for the hell of it. What he had not noticed was that a blonde Slytherin was already there, playing the game.
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Draco's POV
Draco looked up as he noticed some one joining the group around the parachute, he almost yelled when he saw who it was. 'What the blood hell is Potter doing here?' Draco thought to himself as some one slipped under the colourful plastic cloth. One thing that Draco did notice though was that the 'Golden Boy' was looking gorgeous as ever, wearing clothing that actually fitted him, or at least not too big for him now, he was wearing black leather pants that clung in the right places and a dark green shirt, almost black, that clung around his arms and chest. He also had eyeliner and green tips on his hair. All in all, he looked gorgeously punk.
Draco smiled as he remembered the promise he had made with himself and when he found himself being the person under the parachute, he pulled the gorgeous brunette under with him. He pressed his lips to the others and found the taste and sensation wonderful and inviting.
Draco was slightly surprised when he found the other kissing him back with passion he had not felt or seen in many relationships. Their arms enlaced around each others waist and the kiss deepened as tongues fought for entrance.
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Harry's POV
Harry was shocked when he found himself being pulled under by someone; he had not seen who it was. He found a pair of lips on his own, and loved the sensation; it was not the same as Ginny, who he had dated the year before, but a whole lot more sexual and dominant, and to put it simply, he loved it.
After a few minutes of passionate and unbridled snogging, the two came out and Harry found himself face to face with the one person he had never expected, one person he had been obsessed with the year before and the one person he never expected to feel like this with.
And this person was of course, Draco Malfoy. Harry fought for a moment to regain control and not yell out, not wanting to scare the other away, he was way too curious at what he was doing there, where he had been, and he secretly wanted a repeat. It wasn't his fault Draco was drop dead gorgeous in the black denim jeans with zippers and safety pins holding it together (or so it looked although he suspected it may have been by magic), with a knee length black leather jacket and a black collar shirt that had four buttons done up, leaving two up the top undone, exposing his muscular chest. There was a sliver dragon sewn on to the front. The black in comparison to his skin was a complete opposite, but looked stunning. But Harry was still shocked to see the ex-Slytherin there…
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Draco's POV
"What the bloody hell are you doing here Malfoy?" Harry asked shocked, wincing at the harshness of his wording.
Draco was about to answer scathingly but curiosity got the better of him, "What about you Potter? What are you doing here?"
"I asked first, you answer first!" Harry said and only after saying it he realized how childish it must sound.
"How old are you Potter, three? How about we go somewhere else and talk about this? There are too many people around right now." Draco said gesturing around them at all the drunken adults around them. Harry nodded and started to walk towards the other end of the pitch where there weren't many people around.
"So how about it, are you going to answer the question?" Harry said as he sat down on the dewy grass and leant against the goal post. Draco did the same, but on the other side of the pole, so their backs were almost against each other, only separated by the white painted pole.
"To put it simply, I needed a break from where I had been, since there is no way for me to get out fully, this night was all I could get." Draco said shortly, "What about you? Why are you here?"
"Around the same reason as you, to get away, and again like you, I don't get that much time to myself."
Draco looked slightly surprised, he had expected Harry to be able to do and get what and who he wanted, since he was the all great "Golden Boy". But nothing is as it seems, especially in their lives.
"You mean, the great Harry Potter, isn't free to do what he wants? And if he can't, and would do it anyway." Draco said, trying to figure out the life of his enemy, well not really enemy any more.
Harry groaned and answered slightly annoyed, "I would only do some thing against the rules for the safety of some one else, otherwise, I would do as I am told or I am forced to do. And now that the school is being used as a hotel sort of thing, there is little chance of me slipping out, unless I am able to get Hermione and Ron to help me out a bit."
Draco nodded silently, and said quietly, "I guess it's good you have friends that are willing to do something like that to help you out, all I have is Snape and it's not like I can talk to him like you would a friend."
"I guess that's a main reason you are speaking to me so openly and not out right lying, because you need someone to get things off your chest." Harry said trying to understand the bizarre situation a bit better, "Not that you are being completely open, but still, we aren't at each others throats like usual."
Draco nodded again, but soon realized that since he and Harry were facing away from each other, Harry wouldn't know that he was nodding, "But that's a good thing isn't it? I mean, not attacking each other as we used to."
Harry smiled and moved so that he was next to Draco now and placed his hand in the others.
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Harry's POV
"So why'd you choose me?" Harry asked after a few minutes of silences as they regained their thoughts.
Draco smiled and said simply, "Just following a promise that I had made with myself."
Harry looked to Draco questioningly but by the sound in Draco's voice that was all he was going to say for now on that subject. "What about you Potter? Why didn't you run when you saw who it was?"
"Three reasons. First, I was curious about what you were doing here. Second, I wanted to know why you chose me. And third, because you look damn hot tonight and I didn't see the point in running and spoiling such a good night and time."
Draco blushed and Harry noticed, but didn't say any thing, not wanting to ruin the mood by making either of them uncomfortable.
The two sat in silence once more for a few moments, in one of those comfortable, but uncomfortable times. "So are you going to expend on any of your answers Draco?" Harry asked not even noticing that he had used the others first name, but Draco did.
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Draco's POV
Draco bit his lip and thought for a moment before continuing, "I've been stuck at a camp like thing for Voldemort's soon to be Death Eaters, training and learning to be evil, blood thirsty beasts like the rest. But I hate it, like I said before, my only friend there is Sev, but he can only do so much for me, he was always trying to get me out and away from Voldemort, but there isn't any thing that can be done. I'm going to become a Death Eater and there is nothing anyone can do about it. Dumbledore had offered, but now that he's dead…" At this Harry coughed causing Draco to stop and look at him in confusion, "What?"
"Didn't you know that Dumbles is alive and kicking? Well not kicking, but still you get the point."
Draco dove into his thoughts for a moment, but was soon dragged out of the endless pit as Harry started talking again. "You know, I may be able to help you…"
The silver looked to green and Draco asked quietly, hope in his eyes, "Promise?"
"I promise to do everything I can to get you out and to safety, along with your mother and father." Harry sealed the promise with a kiss, which lead to an all out snog session…
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AN/ Started out as a one shot… gets a lot deeper later on… it even has a plot! Lol. My first one shot; now my favorite story. Yay
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