Only Time
Disclaimers:
I don't own anything except for the Harry Potter books and the movie, which is the closest thing to owning Harry Potter for me anyways. Harry Potter belongs to the fabulous J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros. and other associations. The plot is loosely based on the movie 'Sweet November', which I don't own either.Pairing:
Harry/Draco…obviously, Ron/Hermione, and other minor pairings.Rating:
Overall it is R/NC-17. The first few chapters however, are rated PG-13.Warnings:
By now I don't people should be warned that this is slash, meaning that there are two men in a homosexual relationship and that includes having sex. If you have a problem with this, I suggest that you leave now before you read on because people who aren't old enough or don't like gay relationships in fan fiction are the ones who made ff.net get rid of the NC-17 ratings. You have been warned.Summary:
Inspired by the movie 'Sweet November'. Draco becomes a Deatheater but something happens to him that leads him to his rival, Harry Potter, the Savior of the Wizarding World. Together, Harry and Draco discover more than what meets the eye.Author's Notes:
This story has been in my head ever since I saw 'Sweet November' on TV one day, and to make it a Harry/Draco pairing just came to mind because I was reading some fan fics after I saw the movie. I would appreciate feedbacks and reviews but no flames needed.More A/N:
Sorry this took a while to get out, I wasn't happy with how this chapter started when I wrote the first draft of this chapter, I still don't like it now but oh well. Hopefully the next chapter will be better than this one. ^_^ Oh and I changed the summary of my fic…I didn't like how it sounded.Part 1
[-Mystery Begins-]
A man walked down a muggle street in a long trench coat. His face was covered in the shadows of his hat, away from the prying eyes of anyone who dared to look. He walked along the sidewalk looking at the numbers for the right house. He couldn't turn back and give up everything he worked for, not when it took this long; he needed to do get there to prove himself so that he'll be recognized for who he is, not what he represents.
He hesitated in front of a streetlight, remembering back a few years ago. Life at Hogwarts had been grand; it was a safe haven for him. But all of his joy was taken away and he was here to get back what has been torn away from him. He'd give up his own life to make him pay.
Now he was here, his body frail and weak from years of torment, with not an ounce of strength left in him. But a glimmer of hope told him that he would find him, the man who ruined everything in his life. He will go to him and he will get his revenge. The man went up to the door of a house and took out his wand and whispered, "Alohamora." The door opened in front of him with a silent click.
He went inside and whispered, "Lumos." He didn't get any further into the house when he felt a sharp pain surging through him. The pain was overwhelming for him to bear. He fainted and his hat came off to reveal his face and identity.
It was Draco Malfoy.
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Harry Potter woke up drenched in sweat with a sharp pain emanating from his scar. Dreams of Voldemort and his past plaguing him. His famous scar, the lightening bolt-shaped scar from Voldemort's killing curse was throbbing, giving him a tremendous headache, as if his head was being split open. He should be used to these kinds of dreams and waking up in the middle of the night by now, since it happens so frequently.
Harry grabbed his glasses from his nightstand and stood up, sighing. He went across the room and entered the adjoining bathroom, turning on the lights. He turned the faucet water on and splashed his face with the water. Then he looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror. What Harry saw in the mirror didn't reflect back the happy, adventurous boy he was during Hogwarts. It has been almost five years since he left Hogwarts and since that time, Harry has been living in solitude, in muggle London.
Of course, Harry still corresponds with his friends from Hogwarts, and every Wizard that comes his way. When he first moved to his new home, he distanced himself all things magic. He would still use his wand and perform spells occasionally, but he didn't go to Diagon Alley or send post by owl. Fear from the disappearance of Harry Potter, all there was in the Daily Prophet was 'Harry Potter Gone Missing!' or 'Boy-Who-Lived: Dead?' and so on. When Harry eventually contacted his friends to stop all the rubbish about his disappearance, all fear was lifted and the whole Wizarding community cheered for several weeks.
And why did he distance himself, some might ask. In truth, not even the closest to him – Ron, Hermione, the Weasleys, and other people who knew him from school, could answer that question. They made wild guesses and some were plausible, but none were close to the truth.
Ever since Harry found out that he was a wizard, fame followed him. Whenever people saw him, they whispered around him and pointed at the scar on his forehead. He absolutely hated all the attention he got from everyone. People were jealous of him and Harry wanted to tell them that they could take his place anytime, if they wanted a scar on their forehead that emanates pain every time Voldemort is killing or near, and if they wanted a Dark Lord out to kill them. So, sick of all the attention and envy, when Harry was finally free from the Dursley's care, he went off to a place, where hopefully no one would recognize him.
A tap on the window brought Harry back out of his train of thought. He dried his face with a towel and went to the source of the noise. It was a tawny owl at his window with what looked like a letter from Ron. Harry let the owl in, closed the window, and took the letter from it. The owl flew in and perched on Harry's dresser.
Harry opened the letter and began to read it.
Dear Harry,
Hey mate, how are you? We haven't heard from you in a while, so I'd figure I'd drop a post. Hermione and I are in Romania at the moment, we're visiting Charlie and his dragons. Norbert, you remember him don't you, Hagrid's old baby Norwegian ridgeback? He's here and he's bloody big.
Are you doing anything this week? Hermione and I are staying here until the end of the week and we were wondering if you'd join us. The rest of my family is coming as well. Send an answer with this owl as soon as you can.
Hermione says hello and hopes that you're well. She's enjoying her time here, learning things about dragons that you can't learn from a book. Thank Merlin, she's away from her books – I should have thought of this sooner.
I hope you decide to join us Harry.
Ron and Hermione.
Harry refolded the letter and sat down on his bed. Ron and Hermione are in Romania. I would love to go there but… Harry heard a noise outside his bedroom and went to look what caused it.
***
Harry went out of his bedroom and looked around his loft. He'd bet all the Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts in Gringotts bank that there was a noise while he was reading Ron and Hermione's letter. Harry turned on the lights and looked around to see if anything looked out of place. Everything looked normal but there was a cold draft coming in. Harry figured that he left a window open and when he went to close it, he found that none were open. So he went to his front door and became speechless at what he saw there.
The front door was open and a man was lying unconscious on the floor. Harry knew that this wasn't an ordinary muggle for the man had a wand next to him with the 'Lumos' spell still in effect. Harry took the wand and said 'Nox'. Then he went around the unconscious man and closed the door.
Harry pondered on whether to owl the Ministry of Magic or to call the muggle police. Meanwhile Harry moved the man off the floor to the couch in his living room.
The man didn't look very old, if Harry had to guess; the man looked around the same age as he was. His features were somewhat familiar to Harry but he couldn't exactly pinpoint where he knew this man. The man had blonde hair and pale skin from what Harry could tell. His face was cringed as if he has been through intense pain but at the same time it gave off aristocratic features. The man was wearing a full-length trench coat and he seemed to be wearing muggle clothes underneath.
Harry didn't know if this man was dangerous to him or was just seeking refuge, but he needed to take necessary precautions. Harry went into his bedroom and got his own wand. Then he took the stranger's wand that was lying on the table and pocketed it. Harry took his wand and cast a body-binding spell on his intruder. After he had done that, Harry used the Awakening spell to wake up the man.
All he had to do now was wait for him to wake up.
To be continued?
A/N:
Since I've gotten such nice reviews, I've decided to put up the next chapter! Please review me and let me know how I'm doing. Since this is set five years after Hogwarts, the characters will be a little OOC. I would like to know how I'm doing, since this is my first attempt at a Harry Potter fic and it's set in the future, not during Hogwarts.Thank you's go to:
Katie of Gryffindor
– Thank you for taking the time to read and review! I love When Opposites Attract and Voices of Wizards, along with your other little ficlets. We'll see if the 'understanding' was really hate or love, you'd never know. Heck, I don't even know! And I can't believe you said that I write like JKR!Memarkw
– You're reading this one too? I know that you read and reviewed WYE? (Are you still reading it?) And now you're reading this one! I'm so happy! Thank you! And I'm not offended, I shouldn't have said that now that I think about it, but I'm so self-conscious about my writing!JJLL
– I'm so glad that you think this is wonderful! I've just finished this after writing it by hand during one of my classes and typing it up when I got the chance! I hope you like it. ^_^Bthatcher2002
– Here's the next chapter, I hope you like!Usagibuffy
– Well I figured that it would make sense since Dumbly knows everything that goes on. One of my friends thinks that it's too weird for him to know so much that he thinks Dumbly works for ol' Voldie. Weird, huh? Well, enjoy this chapter (though it may seem short)!To Everyone Else Who's Read but Haven't Reviewed
– Thank you for reading but keep in mind that I absolutely love reviews and would love it if you'd review after reading this chapter!Look! The review button! Leave me a review, then I'll write!
