Fingering You by Crimson Nightmare
Summary: Draco fell off his broomstick because of a curse that was meant to hit Harry. The fall caused him to be temporary blinded and legs paralyzed. Harry felt responsible so he took care of Draco, while remained anonymous. What will happen when Draco regained his eyesight and sees that it's Harry who has been feeding, changing, and bathing him?
Rated: PG-13
Warning: SLASH, m/m, sex - not exactly graphical, a bit of language, you get the idea.
A/N: Okay, I'll formally declare that I have a bad habit - doing 'many' fics at a time.*sob* The plots just come parading around me, I don't know what to do?! (getting agitated.)
So.so..^o^;; Here it is. Hope you like it!
Oh, and, leave a REVIEW, will ya?? I'll answer them! *pleading eyes~*
Fingering You
Chapter 1: London Bridge is Falling Down
"London Bridge is falling down."
clip.
".falling down."
clank.
".falling down."
clung.
"London Bridge is falling down."
click.
".my fair lady."
BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!
".Oops."
XXX
Draco Malfoy mounted on his broom, and sorted into the sky.
It was a fairly cloudy day. The sky was a mixture of many shades of grey, somewhat like Draco's current mood - very, very gloomy. He flew upward with little care, and sped up his broom, perhaps hoping that the cold wind might blow off this annoying feeling. It did not, however, go away as easily as hoped for. Because soon after, Draco discovered that he wasn't completely alone in the ashen sky - Harry Potter, flying his Firebolt, was circling upon.
"Hey Malfoy." The calm voice came from afar. "What are you doing here?"
It wasn't like his tone wasn't friendly, but Draco still felt his annoyance rate multiplied as each word came flying into his ear.
"None of your business!" he called, not daring to go any further. Of course, it wasn't that he was afraid of Potter. No, no, no - that bloody brat DID NOT at ALL frighten him! But.well, Potter HAS grown over the summer. He grew taller, sturdier, and had even tanned a little. The rumors were that Dumbledore sent him to a special summer training after what happened in their fourth year - to teach him at very least some defensive moves, spells and hexes that might help in the future.
Draco sometimes momentarily pitied the young man - parents killed wasn't enough, but everyone around him just wants to either get his autograph or to kill him. But whenever Draco sees Potter and his friends together, the pity vanished faster than the speed Goyle eats his chocolate pudding.
"Oh, sorry." Harry shrugged carelessly. "I'll just go away now."
Draco stared. That's it? Where's his nemesis? Where's his fight?
"Potter, wait." He called out again, not knowing why he had done so. "I wanted to ask you something."
Harry turned back facing the Slytherin, curiously, he flew closer. "And what would that be?"
".Why is it that you don't fight any more, Potter?" Draco blurred out, but then decided to play along with it. "It really takes a lot of fun out of my life, you know?" He added sarcastically.
".Well," Harry seemed thoughtful for a moment, ignoring Draco's last comment. "I just don't see the need."
"The 'need', Potter?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "It was a need?"
"Oh. Um. I guess what I meant was that." Harry paused a little, looking awkward for the first time in this semester ".that I just don't want to make another enemy, especially not with one of my schoolmates. Not with you."
Draco stared again. This is NOT making sense. "Potter, I AM your enemy. I've always been your enemy. Just when did all that change??"
"I guess it just.did." Harry then leaned forward as if he wanted to say something, but at the same time, a strange noise was bothering Draco.
"What is that noise?" He said, frowning.
Harry listened for a few seconds, and immediately pulled Draco downward by instinct.
"Look out!!!"
Something like blue light shot toward them with speed like lightning. And Draco, although Harry did pull him downward to not receiving the direct blow, still got hit.
The light shot pass Harry and hit Draco across the face.
Draco fell.
To be continued.
***
A/N: And he fells! What a terrible place to end the chapter.*wails~* BUT, no worry, the sweet, sappy goodies awaits in the future (parade music sounds). Actually, I should put up a warning sign:
SAPPINESS AHEAD! BEWARE!!!
See, clear and loud!
By the way, this is my first time trying to write a bit more detailed, so please, please review!! Writing detailed has never been one of my expertise, so I NEED to know what you think. Suggestions and constructive comments are always welcome. Just NO FLAMERS PLEASE! Be nice, it's a virtue.
Oh, and did I tell you that I'm still deciding if this fic should have NC- 17 chapters or not, because I might need more suggestions if it's NC-17, which I have never wrote before.Should I? Tell me!!!
Enough rambling, leave a review and I WILL answer you!
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Summary: Draco fell off his broomstick because of a curse that was meant to hit Harry. The fall caused him to be temporary blinded and legs paralyzed. Harry felt responsible so he took care of Draco, while remained anonymous. What will happen when Draco regained his eyesight and sees that it's Harry who has been feeding, changing, and bathing him?
Rated: PG-13
Warning: SLASH, m/m, sex - not exactly graphical, a bit of language, you get the idea.
A/N: Okay, I'll formally declare that I have a bad habit - doing 'many' fics at a time.*sob* The plots just come parading around me, I don't know what to do?! (getting agitated.)
So.so..^o^;; Here it is. Hope you like it!
Oh, and, leave a REVIEW, will ya?? I'll answer them! *pleading eyes~*
Fingering You
Chapter 1: London Bridge is Falling Down
"London Bridge is falling down."
clip.
".falling down."
clank.
".falling down."
clung.
"London Bridge is falling down."
click.
".my fair lady."
BOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!
".Oops."
XXX
Draco Malfoy mounted on his broom, and sorted into the sky.
It was a fairly cloudy day. The sky was a mixture of many shades of grey, somewhat like Draco's current mood - very, very gloomy. He flew upward with little care, and sped up his broom, perhaps hoping that the cold wind might blow off this annoying feeling. It did not, however, go away as easily as hoped for. Because soon after, Draco discovered that he wasn't completely alone in the ashen sky - Harry Potter, flying his Firebolt, was circling upon.
"Hey Malfoy." The calm voice came from afar. "What are you doing here?"
It wasn't like his tone wasn't friendly, but Draco still felt his annoyance rate multiplied as each word came flying into his ear.
"None of your business!" he called, not daring to go any further. Of course, it wasn't that he was afraid of Potter. No, no, no - that bloody brat DID NOT at ALL frighten him! But.well, Potter HAS grown over the summer. He grew taller, sturdier, and had even tanned a little. The rumors were that Dumbledore sent him to a special summer training after what happened in their fourth year - to teach him at very least some defensive moves, spells and hexes that might help in the future.
Draco sometimes momentarily pitied the young man - parents killed wasn't enough, but everyone around him just wants to either get his autograph or to kill him. But whenever Draco sees Potter and his friends together, the pity vanished faster than the speed Goyle eats his chocolate pudding.
"Oh, sorry." Harry shrugged carelessly. "I'll just go away now."
Draco stared. That's it? Where's his nemesis? Where's his fight?
"Potter, wait." He called out again, not knowing why he had done so. "I wanted to ask you something."
Harry turned back facing the Slytherin, curiously, he flew closer. "And what would that be?"
".Why is it that you don't fight any more, Potter?" Draco blurred out, but then decided to play along with it. "It really takes a lot of fun out of my life, you know?" He added sarcastically.
".Well," Harry seemed thoughtful for a moment, ignoring Draco's last comment. "I just don't see the need."
"The 'need', Potter?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "It was a need?"
"Oh. Um. I guess what I meant was that." Harry paused a little, looking awkward for the first time in this semester ".that I just don't want to make another enemy, especially not with one of my schoolmates. Not with you."
Draco stared again. This is NOT making sense. "Potter, I AM your enemy. I've always been your enemy. Just when did all that change??"
"I guess it just.did." Harry then leaned forward as if he wanted to say something, but at the same time, a strange noise was bothering Draco.
"What is that noise?" He said, frowning.
Harry listened for a few seconds, and immediately pulled Draco downward by instinct.
"Look out!!!"
Something like blue light shot toward them with speed like lightning. And Draco, although Harry did pull him downward to not receiving the direct blow, still got hit.
The light shot pass Harry and hit Draco across the face.
Draco fell.
To be continued.
***
A/N: And he fells! What a terrible place to end the chapter.*wails~* BUT, no worry, the sweet, sappy goodies awaits in the future (parade music sounds). Actually, I should put up a warning sign:
SAPPINESS AHEAD! BEWARE!!!
See, clear and loud!
By the way, this is my first time trying to write a bit more detailed, so please, please review!! Writing detailed has never been one of my expertise, so I NEED to know what you think. Suggestions and constructive comments are always welcome. Just NO FLAMERS PLEASE! Be nice, it's a virtue.
Oh, and did I tell you that I'm still deciding if this fic should have NC- 17 chapters or not, because I might need more suggestions if it's NC-17, which I have never wrote before.Should I? Tell me!!!
Enough rambling, leave a review and I WILL answer you!
^o^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~^o^