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Chapter 4
Draco strolled out of the Leaky Cauldron. It was cold outside. The wind howled loudly, sounding like a pack of demonic wolves. What exactly was the matter with Potter? He looked terrified when Draco had pretended to make a move on him. Pretended? Was that really pretending? Of coarse it was. There was no way that Draco Malfoy would ever turn into a fag. No matter how hot Potter looked. Or how he licked his lips slowly when he was thinking. Or that sexy look he got on his face when he was pissed off. Or the cute pout. Shit! He was falling in love with Potter! No, it wasn't love. It was lust. Draco Malfoy wanted Potter, and what Draco wants, Draco gets.
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Lucius tapped his foot against his desk impatiently.
" Crabbe, don't even think you're son is next in line!" Lucius spat in fury, " Everyone, save you, has accepted that Draco will be our lord's successor!"
" Then what are you saying, Malfoy.?" Crabbe hissed, " You expect our lord to die so you're son can take his place? Are you plotting something?"
" Is that a threat?" Lucius questioned coolly.
Just then the study door open and Draco walked in.
" Speak of the devil! " said Crabbe, " We were just.talking about you."
Draco didn't reply.
" I need to talk to you, Father," he said." Privately" he added looking at Crabbe expectantly.
" Come Draco " Lucius said as he walked out of his study. " Dobby! " he barked as he kicked the house-elf, " Show Mr. Crabbe out." " We'll finish this later" he hissed into Crabbe's ear as he walked out.
Draco stared at the older men. What had they been talking about?
" So, have you got Potter?" said Lucius, interrupting Draco's train of thought.
" Yes." Draco answered, not really listening.
" And? " Lucius prompted, annoyed with Draco's unsatisfactory response.
" He seems.disturbed, to say the least" Draco responded, " He's nothing like we expected. He smokes, he swears, and he's quite stubborn. It could turn out to be quite difficult to convince him." " Also." Draco trailed off, stopping himself before he said too much, but it was too late.
" Also what?" Lucius demanded.
" When I touched him, he panicked and fell off the bed." Draco said, remembering.
Lucius chuckled to himself. " Touched him? Honestly Draco if I didn't know better I'd think you were turning into a fruitcake" he mused.
Draco looked down at his feet and cleared his throat nervously.
" Did you ask him about his feelings? " Lucius smirked.
Draco shrugged, more to himself, " He seemed back to normal as soon as I talked to him. "
" There must be more than the boy is letting on." Lucius said thoughtfully, " And you better find out what it is. I don't give a damn how you do it, but you will find a way to make him join us!"
Draco nodded. He wasn't going to fail.
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Harry woke up to the blinding morning sun. For a moment he forgot where he was. Immediately it all came flooding back to him. Clumsily he got of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. " Wonder what the Dursley's are doing right now ", he thought sleepily as he brushed his teeth, "Wonder if they care that I'm gone. And David, would David care that I'm gone?" Harry shrugged to himself. He wasn't going to bother with all that. Right now he really needed a warm shower.
Hermione was up too, but she was a morning person. Full of energy she dashed around her room, dressing up and putting everything together. " I better go check if Harry and Malfoy are awake yet" she said to her self.
Hesitantly she opened the door to their room and was surprised to find no one there. Hermione was about to leave when she heard singing coming from the bathroom.
"And it's happening once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sees through the master plan, But everybody is gone, And I've been here for too long, To face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up. Well I guess this is gro--"
Hermione stared at Harry. He's just come out of the shower, still wet, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist and a pair of earphones.
Harry stopped singing abruptly when he saw Hermione.
" I-I-I should go." Hermione said in a horse whisper.
" No, its ok. Stay. I'll be dressed in a minute", he said as he searched the room for his clothes.
Hermione nodded mutely as she sat on the bed. " Where's Malfoy?" she asked.
Harry shrugged as he continued his search, " I've no clue. He said he be back by now."
Hermione sat silently studying the floor intently, but ever so often she glanced at Harry. It was hard to resist just plainly staring at him. He was still wet; dripping all over the floor and the towel, she noticed was slipping lower, and lower and lower.
" Harry?"
" What?" he started as he turned around.
It slipped.
A/N - hehehehehe. REVIEW!!!!!!!! And the song Harry was singing, its called Dammit by Blink-182
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Chapter 4
Draco strolled out of the Leaky Cauldron. It was cold outside. The wind howled loudly, sounding like a pack of demonic wolves. What exactly was the matter with Potter? He looked terrified when Draco had pretended to make a move on him. Pretended? Was that really pretending? Of coarse it was. There was no way that Draco Malfoy would ever turn into a fag. No matter how hot Potter looked. Or how he licked his lips slowly when he was thinking. Or that sexy look he got on his face when he was pissed off. Or the cute pout. Shit! He was falling in love with Potter! No, it wasn't love. It was lust. Draco Malfoy wanted Potter, and what Draco wants, Draco gets.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lucius tapped his foot against his desk impatiently.
" Crabbe, don't even think you're son is next in line!" Lucius spat in fury, " Everyone, save you, has accepted that Draco will be our lord's successor!"
" Then what are you saying, Malfoy.?" Crabbe hissed, " You expect our lord to die so you're son can take his place? Are you plotting something?"
" Is that a threat?" Lucius questioned coolly.
Just then the study door open and Draco walked in.
" Speak of the devil! " said Crabbe, " We were just.talking about you."
Draco didn't reply.
" I need to talk to you, Father," he said." Privately" he added looking at Crabbe expectantly.
" Come Draco " Lucius said as he walked out of his study. " Dobby! " he barked as he kicked the house-elf, " Show Mr. Crabbe out." " We'll finish this later" he hissed into Crabbe's ear as he walked out.
Draco stared at the older men. What had they been talking about?
" So, have you got Potter?" said Lucius, interrupting Draco's train of thought.
" Yes." Draco answered, not really listening.
" And? " Lucius prompted, annoyed with Draco's unsatisfactory response.
" He seems.disturbed, to say the least" Draco responded, " He's nothing like we expected. He smokes, he swears, and he's quite stubborn. It could turn out to be quite difficult to convince him." " Also." Draco trailed off, stopping himself before he said too much, but it was too late.
" Also what?" Lucius demanded.
" When I touched him, he panicked and fell off the bed." Draco said, remembering.
Lucius chuckled to himself. " Touched him? Honestly Draco if I didn't know better I'd think you were turning into a fruitcake" he mused.
Draco looked down at his feet and cleared his throat nervously.
" Did you ask him about his feelings? " Lucius smirked.
Draco shrugged, more to himself, " He seemed back to normal as soon as I talked to him. "
" There must be more than the boy is letting on." Lucius said thoughtfully, " And you better find out what it is. I don't give a damn how you do it, but you will find a way to make him join us!"
Draco nodded. He wasn't going to fail.
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Harry woke up to the blinding morning sun. For a moment he forgot where he was. Immediately it all came flooding back to him. Clumsily he got of bed and stumbled into the bathroom. " Wonder what the Dursley's are doing right now ", he thought sleepily as he brushed his teeth, "Wonder if they care that I'm gone. And David, would David care that I'm gone?" Harry shrugged to himself. He wasn't going to bother with all that. Right now he really needed a warm shower.
Hermione was up too, but she was a morning person. Full of energy she dashed around her room, dressing up and putting everything together. " I better go check if Harry and Malfoy are awake yet" she said to her self.
Hesitantly she opened the door to their room and was surprised to find no one there. Hermione was about to leave when she heard singing coming from the bathroom.
"And it's happening once again I'll turn to a friend Someone that understands Sees through the master plan, But everybody is gone, And I've been here for too long, To face this on my own Well I guess this is growing up. Well I guess this is gro--"
Hermione stared at Harry. He's just come out of the shower, still wet, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist and a pair of earphones.
Harry stopped singing abruptly when he saw Hermione.
" I-I-I should go." Hermione said in a horse whisper.
" No, its ok. Stay. I'll be dressed in a minute", he said as he searched the room for his clothes.
Hermione nodded mutely as she sat on the bed. " Where's Malfoy?" she asked.
Harry shrugged as he continued his search, " I've no clue. He said he be back by now."
Hermione sat silently studying the floor intently, but ever so often she glanced at Harry. It was hard to resist just plainly staring at him. He was still wet; dripping all over the floor and the towel, she noticed was slipping lower, and lower and lower.
" Harry?"
" What?" he started as he turned around.
It slipped.
A/N - hehehehehe. REVIEW!!!!!!!! And the song Harry was singing, its called Dammit by Blink-182