Spectacular, Spectacular ...
Draco was sitting in one of the highest rows in the qudditch pitch thinking about the dream he had last night. Today was Saturday so he no classes and hadn't seen Harry anywhere not even in the Great Hall for lunch. He couldn't get the words out of his head, it kept replaying like a broken record. "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?". Harry had sung those very words last night in the Astronomy towerand then he heard them again in his dreams. Was it by chance? The slytherin didn't think so and after finding the old newspaper it proved even more that this was something more then just a causal dream.
Draco wish he could a few moments with Harry so that he could just talk with him but after last night he wasn't too sure he wanted to be rejected again. Shaking his head Draco picked up his broom and flew down making to leave the quidditch pitch when he spotted Harry by the lake, Granger and Weasley no where to be found. Draco wasn't able to resist the urge to see Harry so before he knew it he was flying towards the Gryffindor boy.
He walked up behind Harry quietly who was staring up into the fathomless blue sky with a vacant expression in his usually bright emerald eyes. Draco wondered what he was thinking about.
"Are you ok now Harry?"
Harry was startled and sat up quickly. He turned and saw Draco sitting down beside him.
The gryffindor boy rolled his eyes, trying to keep his internal agony from showing. "Why do you care, Malfoy?" He asked indifferently.
Draco moved over till both their bodies were pressed together and cupped Harry's face with both his hands. "Because I do care." If Draco was surprised by his own words he didn't show it but after a moment he realized how right they felt.
The blonde traced his thumb gently across Harry's petal soft lips, and he closed his eyes and leaned into Draco's soft touch, Draco was about to lean into kiss his lips until he heard his uncle's voice echo in his head, "You filthy little whore..."
Harry's eyes shot open, and he backed away, scrambling to get up, but Draco grabbed his arm.
"Wait where are you going?" When Harry did nothing but struggle he tighten his hold on his arm. "What's wrong Harry?"
"Don't call me that!" He hissed at Draco wishing he would just let go.
Harry felt Draco loosened his hold on his arm and he wrenched away. But he tugged too hard and the grass was wet from the rain they had in the morning, so instead of just getting away from Draco he ended up twisting his ankle and falling to the ground with a hiss of pain. The blonde was at his side in moments peering into his face with so much concern it made him want to cry.
"Are you ok?"
"Go away." Harry said trying to keep the pain out of his voice. He already felt the ankle begin to swell.
"No, your ankle looks like it's twisted."
"I'll be fine." Harry tried to reason with Draco but he wouldn't take the hint and instead hauled Harry up making sure that he didn't put any weight on the twisted ankle. Slowly they made their to the castle with Harry hopping on one leg.
"Harry where did you hear that song that you were singing last night?" Draco asked as they neared the steps of the school.
"What song?" He feigned memory lost keeping his eyes from looking at Draco.
Harry wished he would have stayed in the common room, playing chess with Ron or just be anywhere where Draco wasn't. His heart and body wanted to be near him but his mind kept screaming at him that it would be better that they stay apart. Harry was dirty and didn't deserve to have Draco's love again.
"You know what song I'm talking about." The blonde snapped at Harry getting tried of all the games he was playing with him.
"I told you it was a muggle song."
"I don't believe you."
"And I don't care." Harry glared at him and he glared right back. They had reached the steps and Draco got an idea.
With a smirk he picked Harry up so that he was carrying him like a baby. Harry let out a cry surprised and looked at Draco taken aback.
"Put me down." Harry demanded at once.
"No, stop struggling or I'll drop you and then you'll have more then just a twisted ankle." Draco drawled enjoying the look on Harry's face.
"You're impossible." Though he secretly was enjoying the way he was being held in Draco's arm.
"I know." Draco smirked and entered the castle ignoring all the looks they were getting from their fellow students.
"You can put me down now."
"No, l rather like you in my arms. And anyways were almost there."
Harry sighed and let himself relax a little. Harry realized after he had left the tower last night that Draco must be having dreams about his past life, it would explain why the blonde was acting so different around him and why he asked about the song. He wonder what would happen if they did start to see each other again, would it be the same? In their past lives there was a lot holding them back, mainly the duke. But there was many things holding them back in this life as well, Draco was a slytherin he was a gryffindor, their friends, his uncle and Voldemort. Harry sighed and didn't realize that he had his head resting against Draco's chest.
"Harry were here." The slytherin's voice broke through his thoughts and Harry saw that they were indeed in the hospital wing.
"What happen this time Mr. Potter?" The nurse raised an eyebrow at the pair.
"I twisted my ankle on wet grass." Harry told her as Draco set him down gently on the ground.
Madam Pomfrey sighed and shook her head while she went into a closet to get the potion she need to fix Harry's leg. Draco helped Harry sit on one of the bed and took of his right shoe and sock off, all the while Harry fought down a blush.
"Thank you Draco." He breathed out softly. The blonde didn't respond instead he slowly traced his fingers over Harry's wound, causing him to gasp. "Y-you can go now."
Draco lifted his face up to Harry's and without warning crushed their lips together. Draco soon realized that Harry wasn't fighting and slowed the kissed down running his tongue gently over Harry's bottom lip to which Harry opened his mouth too meeting Draco's tongue with his own. Harry felt Draco's hand on his face and the other on his waist.
Someone not too far away cleared their throat loudly and both pulled away to find Madam Pomfrey holding a clear bottle with a green potion, amusement and wonderment in her aged eyes. Harry blushed but Draco wasn't in the least embarrassed at being caught he was actually annoyed that when he finally got to kiss Harry he had to be interrupted.
"Mr. Potter you need to take this." Harry nodded and turned to Draco who was still looking at him.
"Thanks Malfoy you can leave now." His stare said it all. They were back to square one. With a sigh Draco gave a curt nod and left the hospital wing realizing that he had left his broom outside near the lake.
Draconian looked at the dancers as he and his companies sat down at one of the round tables of the Moulin Rouge. All the women known as the 'Diamond Dogs' were performing the can-can dance, a very difficult but a very sexy dance where all the girls would kick their legs in the air and do a sort of a battle among themselves. Draconian found all this arousing and alluring, he laughed loudly as his companies jested and called to the girls. The girls were just finishing their dance routine when all the lights dimmed.
Sliver confetti fell from the ceiling getting everyone's attention. There, on a perch, sat the loveliest of creatures he had ever beheld. Black hair flowed gently down the boy's back, he was dressed in a flowing silvery dress, sparkles illuminating his pale body. Draconian looked at the boy's face as the perch moved closer down. A delicate Grecian nose, full rosy red lips, and piercing emerald eyes surrounded by thick inky black eyelashes and delicately curved eyebrows.
The boy opened his mouth and began to sing.
"A kiss on the hand may be quite continental, but diamonds are a girl's best friend." He kept singing the number with many dance moves to go along with it and the band was lively just as had been before.
Draconian watched avidly as the boy weaved a spell of lust over the crowd. As the song went on Draconian sighed and watched Toulosue bustle back and fourth between their booth and the neighbors. He never saw Jade look at him, because Harold, Jade's boss, had just told him that the Duke of Perchion, wanted a private session with him.
"I've talked with him," Harold explained quickly while Jade was changing outfits behind a tower of skirts, the music still playing and waiting for him to come out. "And he said he might be interested in providing for the Moulin Rouge's first Musical! This could be your big break to be a star my little blue bird."
"Do you really think he'll invest?" Jade asked as he changed attire and one of the helpers fixed his hair, they were all doing this in seconds.
"Of course! After spending a night with you who wouldn't." Harold said proudly.
"What's his type? Wilting flower, blushing virgin or smoldering temptress?" Jade raised an eyebrow as he zipped up.
Harold gave him an intimate look and smirked. "Smoldering temptress. Remember Jade we're all counting on you."
Jade nodded and stood as the skirts fell and he belted out a note, making his way over to the duke. Harold went off the side of the stage to change as well and get on the platform.
Draconian turned around just in time to see the singing beauty stop right in front of him, giving him a sensual look. "I believe you were expecting me?" The music ended and Jade stared at the duke, taking in the details of the young man before him.
The blonde nodded wordless, as all he could do was stare. Jade turned back to the crowd. "Tonight it's my choice!" He smiled brightly as he stared at the crowd with a thoughtful look upon his pretty face before turning to Draconian and pointing at him.
Draconian was speechless and did nothing as the crowd cheered him on and Jade stood there smiling at him with his hand still waiting for him. Finally his friends pushed him up and both of them made it on the dance floor with the others.
"You dance very well." Jade told his dancing partner. It was true the duke wasn't that bad of a dancer even if he did step on his toes once or twice.
"Thank you, but I must admit you can defiantly dance circles around me." Draconian returned as he dipped Jade and brought him back up.
Jade laughed softly, then swayed slightly, suddenly overcome with weariness and dizziness. He let go of the duke' hands. "I have to finish up the song; I will meet you later, all right?"
Draconian nodded shyly. "Right, for the poetry reading." Toulosue had told him that he would be alone with Jade in the elephant, while he tried to convince Jade about the play.
Jade just nodded going along with whatever the duke said. "Of course a poetry reading. See you in a bit." He left the duke and made his way over to the swing as everyone formed a circle around him.
The swing started to rise and stopped at the top overlooking the crowd all of them having their faces upward waiting for their gem to finish the song.
"Diamonds are a girl's best-" Jade stopped singing, and gasped trying to grab a breath of air. He felt as if someone were choking him and wasn't letting go, his vision started to fade. Jade's eyes suddenly rolled into the back of his head and he fainted and fell towards the ground. All the people on the ground shouted in surprise as their beauty rapidly descended to the floor, Draconian gripped the table hard enough to make his knuckles go white.
The crowd was silent as they watched a dark-skin man catch Jade and after one look to the crowd and then Harold took him into the back room. Harold who was on the platform looked at the stunned crowd and thought quickly.
"You've frightened him away." He mocked sadly leering at all of them. "But I see some lonely Moulin Rouge dancers who would like to dance with you."
On cue many whores came out of secret doors and started to dance and go up to the rich customers. The crowd laughed loudly figuring out that the last part had been an act and started to clap as the music started to replay loudly.
As soon as the dancing started, Harold rushed back stage. "Mia Dios! What happened?!" He asked smoothing a hand over Jade's fevered brow. Many of the girls and guys back stage were crowding around them wondering what was going on.
"I guess the Duke won't get his money's worth tonight." A women with black hair said spitefully and her friend hit her arm before both of them left to go back on stage.
The house 'mother' looked up. "He just got heated up the poor chap. He should be better soon." The woman waved some smelling salts under the unconscious boy's nose. Jade's eyelids fluttered and lifted to reveal tired olive eyes.
"Worked too hard..." He tried to sit up but was assaulted by a dizzy spell.
"You'll be fine give it a minute." She said and watched worriedly as Jade grabbed a white napkin coughing harshly into it. As he lay back down she noticed the blood but again Jade had already closed his eyes.
Draconian was nervous. He hoped he could remember what Toulosue had told him to say to Jade. As he entered the room though he about lost it when Jade slid off his bed in a lacy black mesh dress looking like a beautiful sin.
"I thought we could start with a little supper." Jade picked up the wine bottle from the cart of food next to the bed.
"I would prefer to just get it over and done with." Draconian said a bit shakily.
Jade dropped the bottle back into the bucket with a thud and glared at the door. He hated it when they did that but after a moment he reminded himself of who he was and turned around with an tempting look and moved to the bed raising one leg to show off more then a little skin.
"Then come over here and let's get it over and done with." He raised an eyebrow."I thought we'd do a poetry reading." Draconian said as he tried not to look at Jade with the desire he felt.
Jade paused. 'Poetry? What did the man mean...Ahh.. Was the man daft?' Jade mentally sighed. You know what they say about blondes...
"Ok, give me some poetry." Jade stepped back and sat back on the edge of his bed. Draconian cleared his throat and tried desperately to think of all the poems he had written but none would come to his blank mind. Draconian turned around and nervously rubbed his hands together trying to think.
"Are you ok?" Jade looked up from his spot on the bed.
"I'm fine." He said nervously. "I'm just trying to get my inspiration up and running." He laugh tensely.
A light clicked on in Jade's mind. He rose off the bed and slipped over to the Duke. "Here, let me help you with your inspiration." Jade said gently, grabbed Draconian's member and began to gently massage it, felling it began to harden and lengthen beneath his skillful hands.
"I-" Draconian said but his mind was a blank. Jade pushed Draconian over on to the bed and straddled him, unzipping Draconian's pants and pulled out his impressive hard length.
"Well now, you certainly are well endowed." Jade smirked.
Draconian moaned loudly shutting his eyes shut as Jade ran his hands over his velvety member then opened his eyes again. He lifted his gray eyes up to Jade's green one's and saw Jade begin to grin and lower his mouth towards his very erect member. Draconian backed away and fell off the edge off the bed. Draconian stood up quickly and stuffed his hard length back into his pants.
"I'm not that kind a guy!" He said more loudly then he intended to do.
Jade watched Draconian wearily raising an eyebrow in question. "I just came up for a poetry reading!" Draconian said desperately .
Jade's eyes widened. He wanted to talk dirty then? Jade purred. "Talk to me then, big boy."
Draconian smiled. One of his better poems came to mind. Jade watched as the blonde recited a rather touching piece of poetry, almost singing the beautiful words to him, and the words melted the icy bands around his heart. Maybe the duke really could be his savior.
Jade sighed, and looked up to the silver haired Adonis and melted when he saw the adoration reflected in the dukes captivating eyes. Draconian finished his poem, and Jade stood up wrapping his arms around Draconian's neck.
"I'm in love." Jade said softly and Draconian smiled bringing his face closer to Jade's. "I'm in love with a young, handsome duke." He continued.
"Duke?" Draconian asked their faces inches from each other.
"Not that that the title's important of course."
"I'm not a duke." The blonde said and Jade nodded closing the space between them before jerking away shock written all over his face.
"Not a duke?" He asked backing away slowly to the door.
"No I'm a writer." Draconian told the surprised Jade with pride.
"A writer?" Jade repeated horrified at finding out that all he had gone through was for nothing. But the where the hell was the real duke?
"Toulosue sent-" The raven-haired boy cut him off.
"Oh no! Toulosue I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Jade ranted angrily everything making perfect sense. "Please tell me you're not another one of Toulouse's tragically in love bohemians?"
Draconian raised an eyebrow. "You might say that." He grinned slightly.
"I am going to kill him! Wait if you're not the duke then where is he?" Jade opened the door and there was the duke and Harold. Jade closed the door and turned to Draconian.
"Hide." He hissed as the door opened and the two men stepped in. Draconian looked around and saw no place to hide, and when the door started to open, he hid behind Jade's legs. Jade turned around just as the two men stepped in and he smiled widely admittedly a bit nervously.
"Sweetie are you ready?" Harold asked giving him a look.
"I was waiting." Jade said while he smacked Draconian's peeking head back behind his body with his legs. He moved so that he stood near the small cart where the food and wine was still being held Draconian moving in time with him. Quietly the blonde moved to hide behind the cart and watched the scene unfold.
"Jade this is duke Valmont." Harold introduced the other man.
A tall dark haired man stepped into the room, and Jade felt the room temperature drop ten degrees lower. Jade looked up as the duke walked closer, and saw glittering evil blue eyes staring back at him. Jade's heart broke at the coldness radiating from the Duke's eyes.
"It's nice to finally meet you Duke Valmont." Jade said giving him a sensual smile, Draconian glare from his hiding spot.
"I'll leave you two to get better acquainted." Harold let himself out, closing the door behind him.
The duke swept hungry eyes over the scantly clad Jade and smirked. "It defiantly is a pleasure to meet you." He said.Jade remembered his deeply trained manners and held out a graceful hand to be kissed. Valmont took Jade's hands in his and lifted it up to his mouth, but instead of kissing Jade's hand, he licked Jade's fingers, and sucked a slim digit into his mouth. Jade's eyes widened, and he gasped in surprise and then in pleasure. Draconian clutched his hands and barley restrained himself. How dare the duke touch Jade! The raven-haired boy wavered a little bit, feeling faint again.
"I'm still feeling a bit weak from tonight's festivities, could we perhaps meet tomorrow night?" He asked.
Valmont shrugged unsympathetic. "Of course. I want you only in the best of health for when we have sex." The duke reached down and forced him into a cold, kiss before leaving the room. Jade stared at the door before sighing.
He turned around and Draconian stood up from behind the cart. "Do you have any idea how much-" Jade's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and fell towards the floor in a dead faint never getting to finish what he was about to say.
Draconian caught Jade before he could hit the floor however, and then proceed to half drag, half trip over to the bed and place his fallen angel on the bed. Draconian's foot caught on something and fell on top of Jade, who was beginning to wake up.
"Wha-!" His eyes were still a bit dazed.
"Are you ok?" Draconian peered down at Jade with concern.
Jade nodded. "Yes, now please get off me." Just as Draconian was about to get up the door opened and the duke stepped into the room, his eyes narrowed darkly at the pair.
"What is going on here?" He asked dangerously.
Jade thought fast. "We're rehearsing a scene from-" He looked to Draconian for help.
"'Spectacular, Spectacular' It's a bohemian raphsphody." Valmont just raised a sharp eyebrow still not truly believing their story.
"Yes and this is-" Jade said turning to the blonde.
"Draconian Mallory, I'm the writer." He finished.
"Tell me more about this...musical." Valmont asked carefully.
Draconian looked calmly over to the Duke. "It's about a poor wri.. Sitar player and a courtesan who loves him, but then a evil maharaja comes into his life, and the courtesan is told to choose the Evil Maharajah by his pimp, but the courtesan chooses the poor sitar player because of their true love." Draconian said whatever came to mind and Jade nodded right along hoping the duke would buy it.
The Duke thought for a moment. "I like it. Harold said something about funding...?" Jade nodded his head hopefully.
"Ok then. I will go to Harold tomorrow to discuss the terms as well as the funding. See you tomorrow night Jade." Valmont said before stalking out of the room, the door banging shut behind him.
Draconian and Jade were silent and soon Jade was making his way to the door to leave the room but the blonde called his name.
"Yes?"
"I was just wondering about.... When you said that you loved me.. Was it all an"
"An act?" Jade put in, Draconian nodded his head. "Of course, Draconian I'm paid to make man believe what they want to believe."
"Oh." Draconian said.
Present day Draco woke with a gasp and sat up with a dizzy head trying to take everything he had learned from the dream. Why was Jade passing out all the time, and if he wasn't mistaken the duke looked a lot like You-Know-Who.
The slytherin got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom. As he turned on the shower he wondered more about the dream. The past Harry and future Harry had identical looks in their eyes, jaded, tried looks that just wanted everything to end which nothing to lightening his mood. Draco got out of the shower and wondered what else his dream would reveal to him. He made it his goal to talk to Harry no matter what and he would start today.
Deep somewhere in the most repulsive place on earth sat the most hideous creature of all. Voldemort's eyes glowed evilly.
"You will be mine Harry Potter."
Harry slept unaware of what both Draco and Voldemort were thinking.
A/n- I know the chapter is long over due but sorry school has been taking up a lot of time. Hopefully the next one will be out sooner.
As noticed Harry's name in the dreams are Jade and Voldemort will be known as Valmont. Tell me what you think.
Thank you to the three that reviewed you guys are the best!!!! A big kiss and hug from me!
Next chapter will have more of Draco and Harry interaction!