A/N: Hello, dearies! Nice to see that you all liked the odd version of chapter three. I swear I wasn't on drugs when I wrote it. The idea just came out of the blue. I won't add more to that train of thought just yet. That will be my rainy day fic. I'm working on three right now, and it's starting to wear on me.
Thanks to Cat Samwise (I didn't forget. I was struggling!)Lelio (a fight?! No serious injuries?), Wyv and Bel, LunarBard, Sharon M., AVK, 7Luna7, tweety, super cow, Dreamer, Kuzco, Becks, Emily, Rachel Granger, Cimorine, do you really care?!, Allie, Calamity, Rosemerta, Raven Maxwell, Amo Draconem!, Amanda, Krissy, ExCueTee, Hermione Malfoy, GuardGirl, Tom Riddilpley (thank you so much for your kind reviews of my other fic!), Glace de Slytherin, Fluer, Mystica, Moondragon, Bella, and Rehanna.
Like the other Chapter three things might get rather heated between the two of them later on. You'll see one of these ~_~ when it starts and one of these ^_^ when its over. Did I mention this story is SLASH? This would be a good place to turn back if you don't dig that kind of thing.
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"Dear Harry," Ron's letter began.
"I just got your letter. Mum says you're welcome to stay over anytime. You know how much she adores you- almost more than Ginny.
"Neville's staying with us. Did I tell you that ("Only three times," Harry muttered with a smile.) Mum loves him. I don't know how she's going to let him go. He's the perfect child none of us were, especially Fred and George. He helps her with the garden and cooks. Did you know he could cook? I didn't. He can barely stir a potion. How can he make a soup?
"I got a letter from Hermione the other day. She's in Italy. Rome, to be exact. Guess who else is in Rome? Greg! Isn't that lovely? (Harry could hear the sarcasm in Ron's note.) She even met his mother. According to Hermione, she's 'a very nice woman, not death eater material at all.' Have you ever heard anything so dumb? How can you tell if somebody is 'death eater material?' I guess she means that Mrs. Goyle is nice. His father was nowhere to be found, however. I'm sure Hermione was most disappointed to hear that. (More sarcasm.) Has Mal- Draco heard from Vincent?
"So Snuffles is staying with Lupin then? That's nice. I wonder why they didn't think of it before. It seems kinda obvious, doesn't it? Or maybe that is why they didn't do it before...Never mind!
"Hope this finds you well. Nev says hi. Mum sends her love.
-Ron"
Harry read the letter once more before turning out the light and going to bed. He hadn't heard about Vincent from Draco. In fact, he hadn't heard much from Draco at all. He had gotten two or three brief, non-informative letters signed "Regards, Draco." Why had he bothered writing at all if all he was going to say was "Harry, (add two or three lines of non-descriptive crap) Miss you. Regards, Draco"? What was the point? Still, that didn't stop him from looking for the familiar eagle owl everyday. A rapping at the window nearly gave him a heart attack. He turned around and clamped a hand over his mouth.
Draco was hovering outside his window. Harry simply stared for a moment before hastening to let him in. Draco leapt from the broom to the floor of Harry's room with his characteristic feline grace. He didn't even bother to say hello, opting instead to give Harry a deep kiss. Harry resisted for a moment. He hadn't seen Draco in nearly a month, had barely gotten a word from him, and he had the nerve to come in here and kiss him like nothing had happened since their last kiss.
As Harry felt Draco's tongue brush his, he realized that was part of the problem. Nothing *had* happened since their last kiss on the Hogwarts Express. "I missed you," Draco whispered, kissing his earlobe.
"I missed you too," Harry murmured. Draco gazed on Harry, looking thoughtful in the moonlight. "What?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Harry answered, feeling a bit like a parrot.
~_~
He captured Draco's lips with his own. Draco returned the kiss sweetly. He made no move to take it further, as if that kiss were enough. Harry moved his hands slowly up Draco's back. He realized Draco was wearing Muggle clothes. Harry almost laughed. Why bother wearing Muggle clothes if you're riding a broomstick? *What am I going to do with you?* Harry thought. He pulled out the shirt and ran his palms over the soft skin of Draco's back, gratified to feel the boy arch up against him. Draco broke away and smiled, yanking off his shirt, mussed blond hair falling into his eyes.
They undressed quickly and slid under the covers. Harry let out a soft moan as Draco kissed a line down his stomach. "Hush. Do you want to wake everybody up?" Draco warned. Harry laughed at the thought of his uncle's reaction to finding a naked boy on top of his nephew. "Glad you think it's funny," Draco muttered.
"I could scream bloody murder and unless it was mine, they wouldn't give a damn."
"My! Poor lamb," Draco said, with a shadow of his old smirk.
"Shut up."
He did, much to Harry's astonishment, devoting his attention to the exploration of Harry's body. he touched him with a tenderness bordering on reverence, intently studying each reaction. This gentle manner continued ending with Harry's soft moans being swallowed up in Draco's mouth as he kissed him again.
^_^
"How did you get here?" Harry asked, leaning against him.
"I woke up Weasley and beat it out of him," Draco replied.
"You didn't!"
"Okay, you're right. I didn't. He was awake and Longbottom convinced him to tell me how to find you."
"Why did you come here?"
" My parents went out for the evening, I missed and-" he scooped his pants off the floor and pulled out a small box. "I wanted to give you this." He tossed the box to Harry. "Happy birthday."
"But my birthday's not for a few weeks yet."
"I know. Open it," Draco coaxed.
Inside the box was a ring. It consisted of tiny black pearls embedded in a silver band. In the center of the band was a dark, red stone. He gasped. "Does it fit?" Draco asked. Harry put it on.
"Perfectly."
"It's no dragon, but-"
"It's lovely," Harry assured him. He kissed him to prove it.
"Harry, I've got to go before my parents-"
"Okay," he sighed reluctantly. He watched silently as Draco dressed, mounted his broom and flew out of sight. He closed the window, wondering why Draco's kiss had felt like a good-bye.
Of course a ring like that didn't go unnoticed by the Dursleys. "Where'd you steal that from?" Aunt Petunia demanded.
"I didn't steal it. Someone gave it to me as a birthday present."
"Who'd give you a birthday present? A girlfriend? Hah!"
"Boyfriend actually," Harry replied. He noticed the way Uncle Vernon's eye looked at the ring. "And if anything happens to it, I don't care what they do to me, you will all spend the rest of your lives as white mice in labs being experimented on. Cancer research maybe," he said thoughtfully. He jumped up from the table, grabbed his toast and headed up to his room before the shock wore off the Dursleys.
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^_^ Okei, darlings, what did you think? Aren't you glad I posted the odd version in the meantime? You would have had a long wait. Stupid Chapter! It just didn't want to come out right.
Does anybody know where I can find a Latin translator online? I have a friend who is taking Latin, but he thinks popes come from the popery, so I'm not too keen on asking him.
Wanted: A beta-reader. I'm sick of finding mistakes in my writing five days after I posted the chapter. I'm hoping for someone who's open-minded (I feel another twisted fic coming soon) and fast at reading and responding. Anybody kind enough to want the job? *smiles sweetly* Let me know.
Luv ya!
J. Silver
Thanks to Cat Samwise (I didn't forget. I was struggling!)Lelio (a fight?! No serious injuries?), Wyv and Bel, LunarBard, Sharon M., AVK, 7Luna7, tweety, super cow, Dreamer, Kuzco, Becks, Emily, Rachel Granger, Cimorine, do you really care?!, Allie, Calamity, Rosemerta, Raven Maxwell, Amo Draconem!, Amanda, Krissy, ExCueTee, Hermione Malfoy, GuardGirl, Tom Riddilpley (thank you so much for your kind reviews of my other fic!), Glace de Slytherin, Fluer, Mystica, Moondragon, Bella, and Rehanna.
Like the other Chapter three things might get rather heated between the two of them later on. You'll see one of these ~_~ when it starts and one of these ^_^ when its over. Did I mention this story is SLASH? This would be a good place to turn back if you don't dig that kind of thing.
***
"Dear Harry," Ron's letter began.
"I just got your letter. Mum says you're welcome to stay over anytime. You know how much she adores you- almost more than Ginny.
"Neville's staying with us. Did I tell you that ("Only three times," Harry muttered with a smile.) Mum loves him. I don't know how she's going to let him go. He's the perfect child none of us were, especially Fred and George. He helps her with the garden and cooks. Did you know he could cook? I didn't. He can barely stir a potion. How can he make a soup?
"I got a letter from Hermione the other day. She's in Italy. Rome, to be exact. Guess who else is in Rome? Greg! Isn't that lovely? (Harry could hear the sarcasm in Ron's note.) She even met his mother. According to Hermione, she's 'a very nice woman, not death eater material at all.' Have you ever heard anything so dumb? How can you tell if somebody is 'death eater material?' I guess she means that Mrs. Goyle is nice. His father was nowhere to be found, however. I'm sure Hermione was most disappointed to hear that. (More sarcasm.) Has Mal- Draco heard from Vincent?
"So Snuffles is staying with Lupin then? That's nice. I wonder why they didn't think of it before. It seems kinda obvious, doesn't it? Or maybe that is why they didn't do it before...Never mind!
"Hope this finds you well. Nev says hi. Mum sends her love.
-Ron"
Harry read the letter once more before turning out the light and going to bed. He hadn't heard about Vincent from Draco. In fact, he hadn't heard much from Draco at all. He had gotten two or three brief, non-informative letters signed "Regards, Draco." Why had he bothered writing at all if all he was going to say was "Harry, (add two or three lines of non-descriptive crap) Miss you. Regards, Draco"? What was the point? Still, that didn't stop him from looking for the familiar eagle owl everyday. A rapping at the window nearly gave him a heart attack. He turned around and clamped a hand over his mouth.
Draco was hovering outside his window. Harry simply stared for a moment before hastening to let him in. Draco leapt from the broom to the floor of Harry's room with his characteristic feline grace. He didn't even bother to say hello, opting instead to give Harry a deep kiss. Harry resisted for a moment. He hadn't seen Draco in nearly a month, had barely gotten a word from him, and he had the nerve to come in here and kiss him like nothing had happened since their last kiss.
As Harry felt Draco's tongue brush his, he realized that was part of the problem. Nothing *had* happened since their last kiss on the Hogwarts Express. "I missed you," Draco whispered, kissing his earlobe.
"I missed you too," Harry murmured. Draco gazed on Harry, looking thoughtful in the moonlight. "What?"
"I love you."
"I love you, too," Harry answered, feeling a bit like a parrot.
~_~
He captured Draco's lips with his own. Draco returned the kiss sweetly. He made no move to take it further, as if that kiss were enough. Harry moved his hands slowly up Draco's back. He realized Draco was wearing Muggle clothes. Harry almost laughed. Why bother wearing Muggle clothes if you're riding a broomstick? *What am I going to do with you?* Harry thought. He pulled out the shirt and ran his palms over the soft skin of Draco's back, gratified to feel the boy arch up against him. Draco broke away and smiled, yanking off his shirt, mussed blond hair falling into his eyes.
They undressed quickly and slid under the covers. Harry let out a soft moan as Draco kissed a line down his stomach. "Hush. Do you want to wake everybody up?" Draco warned. Harry laughed at the thought of his uncle's reaction to finding a naked boy on top of his nephew. "Glad you think it's funny," Draco muttered.
"I could scream bloody murder and unless it was mine, they wouldn't give a damn."
"My! Poor lamb," Draco said, with a shadow of his old smirk.
"Shut up."
He did, much to Harry's astonishment, devoting his attention to the exploration of Harry's body. he touched him with a tenderness bordering on reverence, intently studying each reaction. This gentle manner continued ending with Harry's soft moans being swallowed up in Draco's mouth as he kissed him again.
^_^
"How did you get here?" Harry asked, leaning against him.
"I woke up Weasley and beat it out of him," Draco replied.
"You didn't!"
"Okay, you're right. I didn't. He was awake and Longbottom convinced him to tell me how to find you."
"Why did you come here?"
" My parents went out for the evening, I missed and-" he scooped his pants off the floor and pulled out a small box. "I wanted to give you this." He tossed the box to Harry. "Happy birthday."
"But my birthday's not for a few weeks yet."
"I know. Open it," Draco coaxed.
Inside the box was a ring. It consisted of tiny black pearls embedded in a silver band. In the center of the band was a dark, red stone. He gasped. "Does it fit?" Draco asked. Harry put it on.
"Perfectly."
"It's no dragon, but-"
"It's lovely," Harry assured him. He kissed him to prove it.
"Harry, I've got to go before my parents-"
"Okay," he sighed reluctantly. He watched silently as Draco dressed, mounted his broom and flew out of sight. He closed the window, wondering why Draco's kiss had felt like a good-bye.
Of course a ring like that didn't go unnoticed by the Dursleys. "Where'd you steal that from?" Aunt Petunia demanded.
"I didn't steal it. Someone gave it to me as a birthday present."
"Who'd give you a birthday present? A girlfriend? Hah!"
"Boyfriend actually," Harry replied. He noticed the way Uncle Vernon's eye looked at the ring. "And if anything happens to it, I don't care what they do to me, you will all spend the rest of your lives as white mice in labs being experimented on. Cancer research maybe," he said thoughtfully. He jumped up from the table, grabbed his toast and headed up to his room before the shock wore off the Dursleys.
***
^_^ Okei, darlings, what did you think? Aren't you glad I posted the odd version in the meantime? You would have had a long wait. Stupid Chapter! It just didn't want to come out right.
Does anybody know where I can find a Latin translator online? I have a friend who is taking Latin, but he thinks popes come from the popery, so I'm not too keen on asking him.
Wanted: A beta-reader. I'm sick of finding mistakes in my writing five days after I posted the chapter. I'm hoping for someone who's open-minded (I feel another twisted fic coming soon) and fast at reading and responding. Anybody kind enough to want the job? *smiles sweetly* Let me know.
Luv ya!
J. Silver