Life is Beautiful
Author's Note: Well, You should all get on your hands and knees and thank Manda. As, without her, this chapter would not even exist. At least not yet. And it would have been horrible (as it was when I sent it to her) but, she read it, fixed it, and finished it! So I can not take all the credit for this chapter. In fact it was mostly written by her. So, you can do her a favor and go check out her story. (link and extended author's note can be found on my bio page ((at the bottom)) get the RSS feed so u can know when I update the news…)
Summary: AU muggle! Harry lives in small suburbia. Draco, a big city boy, moves in next door. Draco is obsessive about filming everything and never goes anywhere without his camera. What happens when he takes an interest in Harry? SLASH DMHP. Not your typical Muggle High School Story.
Warnings: not so much language in this one, cauz, well, Manda wrote most of it. Lets see, what else to warn you about… um, angry Lucius, angry Vernon, sexy Harry…
Disclaimer: I hate this part. I do not own Harry Potter, or any piece of any franchise related to it. I am just a fan writing a FANfiction. No copyright infringement was intended. No money is being made. Characters, however, are being warped by my mind and stuck in a situation that I own. Please don't plagiarize. If you like an idea, drop me a review and ask to borrow something.
Chapter 4: The Carpel Tunnel of Love
Stomp out this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say, "I know
you're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding."
And we might've started singing just a little soon
We're throwing stones at a glass moon
-Fall Out Boy-
Saturday September 24, 08:12 am. Draco's room.
"DRACO!" Lucius screamed, causing the boys to stir. "Why is there a… boy in your room?"
Both boys blinked a few times, and began to move. They had fallen asleep on the floor, and were a bit confused about being woken so harshly, however, Draco, being used to this routine snapped up immediately and looked at his father who was seething with rage.
"ANSWER ME!!!"
"I'mnotgay!" Draco spit out as fast as he could.
"What?" Lucius asked in response, his anger ebbing away into confusion.
"I'm not gay."
"Who said anything about being gay?" He glared at his son, almost demanding an answer with his eyes.
"No one, sir, it's just, well, I thought that might be why you were screaming, sir."
Lucius folded his arms across his broad chest and looked down at the two boys with mistrust.
"Well, I don't remember approving this sleep over with one of your miscreant friends."
"Hi, um, sir?" Harry interrupted, trying to steer the conversation toward a polite introduction. Draco, sensing Harry's bad idea bit his lip and threw Harry a pleading look to quiet himself.
"Yes…?" Lucius glared at the frail looking boy and his sad excuse for a haircut and an outfit he wouldn't even give to an orphan. He slightly lifted his head, in an "I'm better than you" posture.
"I'm Harry Potter, I live next door..."
"So?" Lucius cut him off.
"Harry, I think you should go now," Draco said calmly, still keeping an ever watchful eye on his father.
"But Draco-" Harry began to protest.
"Go," Draco said through his teeth, not presenting an explanation.
Harry scrambled up to his feet, not caring as to how many belongings were left at the house. He could feel Draco's father radiating with hate as he passed him.
Harry bumped Lucius's shoulder. "Sorry, sir," Harry mumbled, his shoulder feeling as though he had hit ice.
Once he reached his own door, he began to think of the punishment the Dursleys would so graciously bestow upon him for not coming home last night. Perhaps they would just be upset he hadn't gotten caught up in a drive by shooting. Maybe they were celebrating him being hit by a car? Or perchance they thought he got attacked by giant, man-eating, jelly doughnuts.
Well, Harry thought. Only one way to find out…
He slowly pushed the front door open, searching with all of his senses for any type of movement. He was hoping he would be able to make it up to his room without them noticing he'd never even been home. He'd come down from his room and make it seem like he'd been there the whole entire night.
Brilliant! Harry thought.
He slowly inched into the house and was about to close the door, when it slammed, nearly catching his fingers.
"BOY, WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT!?"
Harry nearly jumped out of his skin; he knew he couldn't think of a competent lie fast enough so he blurted out the truth.
"At Draco's…" Harry said slowly.
"'At Draco's'," Vernon spat venomously. "And who might Draco be? Let me guess, one of your little punk friends?"
"He lives next door," Harry snapped back. "I was being friendly. You know? To the new neighbors?"
"Of course I know about the new neighbors; it's all Petunia ever talks about!"
"Well, that's where I was," Harry said, giving his uncle a yawn. "So now if you don't mind, I'm headed upstairs to go take a shower."
"I do mind!" Vernon screamed at his nephew. "You take for granted all that we give you!"
Wow, Harry thought. I think he really believes himself.
"If you aren't going to sleep in your bed every night," Vernon continued, "we might as well get rid of it!"
"Do what you must," Harry said, yawning again. "I'm sure CPS will love to find out how you don't "grant me the privilege" of a bed anymore," He spat.
"Are you threatening me?" Vernon said in a deathly low growl, his face turning the exact shade of Draco's nails.
"Of course not," Harry said, growing bored of the conversation.
"Good, because I'm warning you boy—"
"I know, I know," Harry sighed. "No meals, I stay in my room, the usual?"
Vernon seemed at a loss for words, he hadn't realized Harry ever listened to him. He opened and closed his mouth several times.
"Yes, well, go just go— no, wait, make breakfast, than go."
Harry was quite used to this routine: wake up, cook the Dursleys' breakfast, shower, school. It was a tiresome and boring schedule, but he only had to deal with it for one more year. After waiting for the bacon to cook over a semi-heated pan for twenty minutes and cooking anything else his porky cousin Dudley asked for Harry was finally allowed to take a shower. Good thing because he was really starting to smell.
He spent much longer in the shower than he needed to, only coming out when Vernon pounded on the door screaming that Harry was going to pay for the water he was wasting.
"Yes, Uncle Vernon!" He screamed, rolling his eyes.
He pulled a towel off the rack and wrapped it around his waist, taking his glasses from on top of the toilet and placing them in front of his green eyes. He grabbed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom, nearly being pummeled to the ground by Dudley who apparently "had to go for the last ten minutes!"
"To fucking lazy to walk downstairs, I see," Harry muttered, silently wishing his cousin a kidney infection. The doorbell rang.
"Boy!" His uncle screamed. "Get the door!"
Harry looked down, clad only in his towel, he felt like protesting.
"NOW!"
Harry sighed, running past his room and throwing his clothes in the doorway, jogging down the stairs to the ringing doorbell. He just about crashed into the door, clicking the locks as fast as he could. He opened the door to a very surprised looking Draco.
Harry could feel a blush creeping up on his cheeks as Draco's eye took in Harry's bare chest. Harry was completely speechless; his mouth hanging open praying Draco would look anywhere else. Almost as if he could read his mind, Draco turned around and mumbled something to Harry.
"What?" Harry said, keeping his voice as steady as possible.
"I'll just wait here," he repeated.
"Right," Harry said, but he found it hard for himself to close the door. "Um, give me a few minutes."
"Yeah, sure," Draco said, not looking around.
It was the fastest Harry had ever put clothes on; he was up the stairs, in his clothes, and back down in less than five minutes. He let out a deep breath and pulled open the door. Draco was sitting on the front porch step, a twig in his hands looking as content as ever.
"Hi," Harry said awkwardly.
Well, there you go. Not the longest chapter, probably on the shorter side but, I hope you like it, and it helps me transition right back into my plans… lol.
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