Closer
By: Trephinia Cealyn
A/N: Well here I am. I've finished one whole slash fic and I'm writing it's sequel it's taken me a long time to get to this point. If you could see my fanfiction journey that led me to this point you'd get down on the ground and kiss my feet. I'm kidding. You'd see the first story I ever wrote, and cry... like a baby... it was that terrible.
Anyway I have a fic that is being dedicated to me. I am so flabbergasted by this that I am literally dying as we speak. I hereby love Liz (aka hhryah@mac.com) and pronounce that if she were dying I would donate my body to science to save her. I love you. You are so great.
Hmm well this is an amazing thing. I just wrote three chapters in one weekend, finished a fic, and started another. PRAISE THE GODDESS OF SLASH FICS. She has finally outdone herself this Trephi, she let the plot bunnies rule her mind. Go plot bunny go plot bunny go go.
Chapter 2 | You Let Me Desecrate You
Draco wanted to kill his father. He wanted to take a stake and shove it right into his heart because Draco was sure that would be the only way to kill the bastard. Draco also wanted to find Harry and beat the shit out of him too. First his father had announced Draco should 'rekindle' his relationship with Harry because the Dark Lord wanted it. Draco could have punched him, but he was really happy about it. Then he saw the papers.
"BOY WHO LIVED IS BOY WHO SHAGS"
With a huge picture of Harry and Oliver Wood kissing on some random couch in the most notorious Gay Bar in the Wizarding World. Draco felt like killing something. He stormed to his father's study.
"Have you looked at the paper today father?" Draco asked through clenched teeth.
Lucius shrugged noncommittedly. Draco threw it on his desk. Lucius glanced at it.
"That doesn't change our agreement Draco. You are still going to capture Harry and deliver him to the Dark Lord, ready to become a Death Eater. Whether he does it for you, or because he really wants to, I don't care... neither does he."
"Don't you get it?" Draco demanded, "If Harry is kissing someone else so soon he has gotten over me. Which I don't understand but it's happened father. Newsflash!"
Lucius smiled at his son, which looked very scary, "Draco, Draco, Draco. Don't you know anything? The boy is obviously kissing Oliver Wood to try and forget you. But once you've had a Malfoy you can never go back."
Draco rolled his eyes and stormed out. He was very upset about this. He wanted to find Oliver, ring his neck, find Harry and cut off his manhood and then feed it to Ron. Then he would kill himself.
Draco prepared himself for Hogwarts sending his trunk off with the House Elves and putting on his school robes. He had become a prefect again, which pleased his father, Draco could care less. He went back to his father's study.
"I'm ready to go." Draco said after throwing open the door. Lucius was reading the newspaper.
He looked up from his breakfast and nodded. Again noncommittedly. Draco sighed. In the car ride over Draco knew he would be getting a lecture. He could feel it. It stunk up the air.
"Draco I am very happy that you have consented to take on this mission." Lucius said airly, "If you succeed the Dark Lord will reward you. In whatever way you want."
"Good then I'll ask if I can shag Harry until the end of forever."
"I'm sure that can be arranged, but on a more serious note I do not want you to fall in love with him, or to let your temper get a hold of you when you see Harry and that boy kiss."
"Don't worry father."
"You need to keep a cool and level head about you at all times."
"Uh-huh."
"You must carry out the mission doing away with all that stand in your way."
"Right."
"And you must under no circumstances tell anyone what you are doing."
"Of course."
"Well here we are." Lucius watched as Draco left the car. "Goodbye Draco."
Draco ignored him and grabbed his bags. He walked through the barrier and stored his luggage then he found an empty compartment and set about waiting for Potter. When they entered the platform Draco caught his first glimpse of Harry in 3 months. He was with Oliver. Holding his hand. Draco almost ran out there and beat the crap out of him. Harry wasn't to be touched by anyone but Draco.
Draco took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He waited for them to get settled and on the train, and for the train to start moving, before he left his compartment, skillfully avoiding Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy, and tracked down Harry.
Right as he was about open the compartment door and ask to speak with Harry it flew open and Hermione Granger bumped into him.
"Sorry," she sounded flustered and in a hurry, Draco didn't say anything. She looked up and her eyes widened. She moved to block the doorway. "Draco," she whispered, "How nice to see you..."
Draco considered pushing her out of the way but remembered his father's annoying words. "Hello Granger," he said simply and waited for her to move.
"What are you doing down here?" she asked clearly not moving. Or intending to.
Draco forced a smile-smirk, "I'd like to talk to Harry please."
Hermione pursed her lips and looked upset, "I'm terribly sorry. He's not here in this compartment. He is in another. You should go look for him somewhere else."
"I know he's in there Hermione."
"But not for sure."
"What? Granger get out of the way."
"Look," she said fiercly pointing her finger at him, "He's happy, he's getting over you. That's what you wanted! Now go away and leave him alone. I won't let you cause him anymore harm. I will kill you Malfoy if I have to use my teeth to rip the skin from your bones."
Draco had never seen a scarier sight. He backed off.
"Alright Granger I'm leaving. For now."
"Don't think you can threaten me." She muttered and went back into the compartment.
"Where's the candy?!" Draco heard Harry ask.
"I couldn't find the cart." He heard Hermione lie. Draco sighed and went back to his compartment. It would be a long year.
By: Trephinia Cealyn
A/N: Well here I am. I've finished one whole slash fic and I'm writing it's sequel it's taken me a long time to get to this point. If you could see my fanfiction journey that led me to this point you'd get down on the ground and kiss my feet. I'm kidding. You'd see the first story I ever wrote, and cry... like a baby... it was that terrible.
Anyway I have a fic that is being dedicated to me. I am so flabbergasted by this that I am literally dying as we speak. I hereby love Liz (aka hhryah@mac.com) and pronounce that if she were dying I would donate my body to science to save her. I love you. You are so great.
Hmm well this is an amazing thing. I just wrote three chapters in one weekend, finished a fic, and started another. PRAISE THE GODDESS OF SLASH FICS. She has finally outdone herself this Trephi, she let the plot bunnies rule her mind. Go plot bunny go plot bunny go go.
Chapter 2 | You Let Me Desecrate You
Draco wanted to kill his father. He wanted to take a stake and shove it right into his heart because Draco was sure that would be the only way to kill the bastard. Draco also wanted to find Harry and beat the shit out of him too. First his father had announced Draco should 'rekindle' his relationship with Harry because the Dark Lord wanted it. Draco could have punched him, but he was really happy about it. Then he saw the papers.
"BOY WHO LIVED IS BOY WHO SHAGS"
With a huge picture of Harry and Oliver Wood kissing on some random couch in the most notorious Gay Bar in the Wizarding World. Draco felt like killing something. He stormed to his father's study.
"Have you looked at the paper today father?" Draco asked through clenched teeth.
Lucius shrugged noncommittedly. Draco threw it on his desk. Lucius glanced at it.
"That doesn't change our agreement Draco. You are still going to capture Harry and deliver him to the Dark Lord, ready to become a Death Eater. Whether he does it for you, or because he really wants to, I don't care... neither does he."
"Don't you get it?" Draco demanded, "If Harry is kissing someone else so soon he has gotten over me. Which I don't understand but it's happened father. Newsflash!"
Lucius smiled at his son, which looked very scary, "Draco, Draco, Draco. Don't you know anything? The boy is obviously kissing Oliver Wood to try and forget you. But once you've had a Malfoy you can never go back."
Draco rolled his eyes and stormed out. He was very upset about this. He wanted to find Oliver, ring his neck, find Harry and cut off his manhood and then feed it to Ron. Then he would kill himself.
Draco prepared himself for Hogwarts sending his trunk off with the House Elves and putting on his school robes. He had become a prefect again, which pleased his father, Draco could care less. He went back to his father's study.
"I'm ready to go." Draco said after throwing open the door. Lucius was reading the newspaper.
He looked up from his breakfast and nodded. Again noncommittedly. Draco sighed. In the car ride over Draco knew he would be getting a lecture. He could feel it. It stunk up the air.
"Draco I am very happy that you have consented to take on this mission." Lucius said airly, "If you succeed the Dark Lord will reward you. In whatever way you want."
"Good then I'll ask if I can shag Harry until the end of forever."
"I'm sure that can be arranged, but on a more serious note I do not want you to fall in love with him, or to let your temper get a hold of you when you see Harry and that boy kiss."
"Don't worry father."
"You need to keep a cool and level head about you at all times."
"Uh-huh."
"You must carry out the mission doing away with all that stand in your way."
"Right."
"And you must under no circumstances tell anyone what you are doing."
"Of course."
"Well here we are." Lucius watched as Draco left the car. "Goodbye Draco."
Draco ignored him and grabbed his bags. He walked through the barrier and stored his luggage then he found an empty compartment and set about waiting for Potter. When they entered the platform Draco caught his first glimpse of Harry in 3 months. He was with Oliver. Holding his hand. Draco almost ran out there and beat the crap out of him. Harry wasn't to be touched by anyone but Draco.
Draco took a deep breath and tried to calm down. He waited for them to get settled and on the train, and for the train to start moving, before he left his compartment, skillfully avoiding Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy, and tracked down Harry.
Right as he was about open the compartment door and ask to speak with Harry it flew open and Hermione Granger bumped into him.
"Sorry," she sounded flustered and in a hurry, Draco didn't say anything. She looked up and her eyes widened. She moved to block the doorway. "Draco," she whispered, "How nice to see you..."
Draco considered pushing her out of the way but remembered his father's annoying words. "Hello Granger," he said simply and waited for her to move.
"What are you doing down here?" she asked clearly not moving. Or intending to.
Draco forced a smile-smirk, "I'd like to talk to Harry please."
Hermione pursed her lips and looked upset, "I'm terribly sorry. He's not here in this compartment. He is in another. You should go look for him somewhere else."
"I know he's in there Hermione."
"But not for sure."
"What? Granger get out of the way."
"Look," she said fiercly pointing her finger at him, "He's happy, he's getting over you. That's what you wanted! Now go away and leave him alone. I won't let you cause him anymore harm. I will kill you Malfoy if I have to use my teeth to rip the skin from your bones."
Draco had never seen a scarier sight. He backed off.
"Alright Granger I'm leaving. For now."
"Don't think you can threaten me." She muttered and went back into the compartment.
"Where's the candy?!" Draco heard Harry ask.
"I couldn't find the cart." He heard Hermione lie. Draco sighed and went back to his compartment. It would be a long year.