Story: Outside From Within
Chapter: (1) Seeing The Truth
Parrings: Draco/Harry, ...
Warnings: SLASH, YAOI, MALE/MALE PARINGS, possible character death, ...
Summary: Harry and Draco are neither friends nor lovers. They are only outlets. They hate each other to their cores and that doesn't change through out the whole story. When this ends they still hate each other. Possible Character death, more than likely one or both of the boys, if so, it will be by the other.
A/N: THIS STOY CONTAINS BOY ON BOY ADULT RELATED SITUATIONS!!! If you are offended by this then please click the back button or the backspace key. Otherwise... JOIN TODAYS WORLD, BECAUSE IT'S EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!
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They were at it again. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were fighting in a hallway. Students were everywhere, cheering them on. It seemed lately they were fighting more and more. It had become so routine that people were taking bets on where one would happen, when it would take place, over what and how long it lasted before the teachers came to stop it. All four houses were in on the bets, even some of the cooler teachers. It was rumored that Dumbledore made a bet with Flitwick, and lost. But this was still under speculation, and much of the student population was determined to prove it.
By the point you have just walked in to, both boys have lost their wands to each other and have now resorted to physical fighting. Secretly, they both preferred this way of fighting anyway. They left bruises and cuts that the teachers were now unwilling to heal as to teach them a lesson. It had, obviously, the opposite effect, now they had proof that they had done some damage to the other.
Malfoy punched Potter in the jaw, knocking him a good three feet or more down the hall. It took him a few seconds to realize that Potter had landed within grasping distance of a wand. In desperation, he began to look for the missing Holly wand, his only chance at blocking anything Potter would throw. Once he found it, he had all of two seconds to think of a way to protect himself as a dark blue light came rushing at him. All he could do was hit the spell with one of his own, hitting a corner in the ceiling. All kinds of debris and dust started raining down of everyone gathered. That didn't hinder them though, startled them, sure, but they didn't stop, they couldn't, they were addicted to the pain they caused, the pain they received and pain they lost all at the same time.
As the hallway got darker, they rushed at each other again, having dropped the wands in surprise of the crash that the spells had caused. They were punching and kicking again. Making sure to hit every time, making sure to hurt, to damage, to bruise and scratch, to draw blood. Somehow, amidst the truculent quarrel, the boys had ended up in a most odd position. Potter was sitting on Malfoy's legs and an arm but the blonde was leaning over the other boy's chest, pinning him down. They were closer than either was comfortable with, but both refused to be the first to move, the first to give in. Breathing labored, mingling together, an arm in the rib, a hip bone protruding a little high, an ankle throbbing, probably twisted.
Still darker it got around them, but it was so hard to not see eyes. Eyes of glinting green and shining silver. They seemed to glow with a light of their own. Like fires in their minds. They stared, daring the other to look away.
Suddenly, Malfoy smirked. He leaned down and softly whispered into a raven covered, ear
"I can see it Potter. I know that which you hide. You can't conceal it from one who knows only too well. It will break you. That I promise."
Malfoy slowly lifted his head. Their noses barely an inch away. Harry's eyes widened.
"Malf-"
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Chibi: *Gasp!* What happens?!?!
PlotBunny: What do you mean 'What happens?'? You're the author, you're suposed to know these things.
Chibi: ...
PlotBunny: ... You mean you don't know.
Chibi: *Blushes and shakes head*
PlotBunny: *Sigh* Fine. I'll tell you, but just this once. If you can't remember then you will have to deal with the hate mail you get from those who will no longer be able to read. *Whispers in Chibi's ear*
Chibi: ... Oh.*Blushes again*
PlotBunny: Why am I surprised? I mean really.
Chibi: Aww. But you love me anyway.
PloyBunny: ...
Chibi: ... Right...?
PlotBunny: ...
Chibi: *Sniffle*
PlotBunny: ...
I'm not particularly happy with this chapter. Umm... For this story, I'm not sure how long the chapters will be. Probably short because that way if the choughevilcough PlotBunny doesn't give much insperation, you'll still get something.
PlotBunny: ... I heard that.
Chibi: *Shifts eyes, nervous laugh* PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!! *Backs into corner* Think of all the hate mail!
PlotBunny: ... Fine. This isn't over. *Glares Chibi half to death*
Anyway. Send a review my way. It helps give motivation to write. Find out what happned next chapter! I'm sure dieing to know!
PlotBunny: ... *Sigh* Should I just give up before we get too far into this?
Chibi: ... Probably.
Ja!
-Chibi
(2-19-09)