Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue- you know, the usual.
A/N: - * Cringes * I know, I know I've been ages getting this up but I was hit with (an anvil?) writers block and then I lost the pages.
Anyway there's a bit of swearing and quite a bit of fluff and kissing but it doesn't get much worse than that.
I would like to thank (Geez I sound like I'm at the Oscars) Tealish Magenta (sorry if I spelt it wrong) for e-mailing me and making me get of my lazy butt to write this. I hope you like it!
1 Vision
By Rowena Siriah
10.
New Year, New Promises, New Problems.
It was New Year's eve- Hogwarts style. The Great Hall, corridors and common rooms were filled with roars of laughter and the general hubbub that always accompanied parties, although it must be admitted, less though than usual due to the absence of the raucous Weasley twins but the remaining majority of the school had tried valiantly to make up for that. All except two. Concealed in the passageway behind the one-eyed witch that Harry had discovered in his third year that led to Honey dukes, sat Harry and Draco. They weren't going to spend New Year's Eve alone.
Whilst they waited for midnight they were spending their time talking (well, mostly…)
"I still don't get what you meant Drac'" said Harry presently.
"About what?" asked Draco snuggling up to his boyfriend.
"What you said that first night- 'Not Malfoy'"
"Ah." Said Draco "That." He took a deep breath. "Before I tell you this you MUST swear to me that you will not tell another soul."
"THAT serious?"
"Promise me Harry."
"Okay, I promise."
"L-Lucius Malfoy has d-disowned me as his son."
Harry blinked, "Well, that's good. Isn't it? I thought you didn't like your f- ah I mean Lucius"
Draco gulped "I HATE him but can you imagine what the other Slytherin's would do to me if they found out? ME having sympathy for others? ME not death eater material? That's the only thing keeping me from getting the shit kicked out of me and- worse- what would they do if they knew I was seeing Voldemort's worst enemy? They'd kill both of us! Not to mention what I would do to your reputation, they'd probably think you were the traitor!" by now Draco was crying as he spoke, the tears making salty trails down his ice-white cheeks. Harry gently brushed them away and pulled the boy into a hug stroking his hair soothingly,
"Okay so my friends may take a while to get used to the idea but we don't have to let anyone know, not just yet."
Draco turned his head and put his hands gently on Harry's face so he could tell where the boy was.
"Just remember this," continued Harry, "whatever happens I-Love-You, Draco"
"Really?"
"Yes. And I always will."
With those beautiful words Draco flung his arms around his boyfriend's neck with a sob,
"I-love you-too."
At that moment both boys were startled by a low cheer that had erupted from the great hall.
"What was that?" asked Draco,
"Happy New Year Dragon," Whispered Harry. Draco relaxed once more and smiled,
"Happy New Year- love."
And the two drew in for a New Year kiss and the promise of new beginnings for both of them.
"What are you thinking of Draco?" Smiled Harry lazily wrapping his arm around the boy's waist, as the two wandered aimlessly through the empty corridors neither wanting to leave quite yet.
"Nothing." Sighed Draco.
"Tell me"
"It's just- this past couple of weeks have been the best in my life Harry and, tomorrow your friends come back."
"Draco! You're my friend to! You're more than just my friend you're my boyfriend! You know I'd never leave you!" Harry admonished.
"I know- and I'd never ever leave you but I'm going to hate going back to being your enemy in public."
"Me too." Murmured Harry, "but we'll survive, you can still write- yes?"
"Y-yes…" said Draco doubtfully, "But It probably isn't very neat I can't see what I'm writing…"
"Doesn't matter." Said Harry, "When you want to meet up, write it down and pick up a school owl to send it to me, you don't need to see to owl."
It was during the afternoon the next day when the students who had gone home for Christmas returned. Harry was sitting comfortably by the fire in the common room when the portrait door burst open and a tremendous ruckus filled the air.
Ron and Hermione came towards Harry grinning; he started slightly as Hermione flung her arms around his neck. Then drew back and clasped Ron's hand,
"Hi Harry." Said Ron calmly
"Hi guys. Have a good Christmas?"
Harry sat happily listening to all of Ron and Hermione's gossip by the fire and Hermione felt her worries about him lessen as he paid attention and seemed happier than he had been in a long while.
The next morning at breakfast a large school owl dropped a singly piece of parchment onto Harry's plate which he read. In the printed, sloping scrawl of one who cannot see it said:
"Meet outside Great Hall tonight. Love D"
"Oo's at from 'Arry?" asked Ron through a mouthful of bread. Harry hurriedly shoved it in his pocket,
"Er… s'nothing important I'll see you in class."
"But Harry, Potion's doesn't start for another half an hour."
""Erm.. Yeah- I know I'll see you there bye."
Gabbled Harry and he sped out of the Great Hall.
"Hey herm? What was that you were saying about Harry going back to normal?" asked Ron
"I- I guess I was wrong. Something is definitely up with him."
Harry speed walked down the corridors to the room where Draco ate. There he was, quietly munching his way through his toast.
"'Lo Dragon." Said Harry, sitting down and leaning in to kiss him on the cheek, it was then he saw the bruises there.
"Baby? What the?" asked Harry shocked, Draco just shrugged.
"Crabbe and Goyle told the others I'm no longer a Malfoy- I guess their fathers told them."
"Oh I'm so sorry," said Harry pulling Draco onto his knee,
"You didn't do anything."
"I know but when you hurt I hurt. I hate those bastards hurting you!"
The blonde Slytherin trailed his hands through Harry's unruly black hair to his face and kissing him gently on the lips said, "Forget them. You are coming tonight?"
"Yes." Whispered Harry licking Draco's ear and making him shiver, he moved along the boy's jaw line and captured his lips with his own. His tongue flicked across Draco's lips begging entry, he complied eagerly their tongues sliding and swirling each other feverishly.
When they finally parted Harry let Draco go to Potions first and waited another five minutes before sliding into the room and slipping into a seat next to Ron and Hermione. To his astonishment Snape ignored him and didn't take any points off.
As usual Snape paired them up into groups of two but since Draco's disability there had been an odd one out. Usually Snape would leave Neville to work on his own but today he announced "and finally, Potter. Go and work with Malfoy."
All the Slytherin's looked at Snape with wide eyes,
"Er- Professor aren't you forgetting-?" began Pansy,
"I know exactly what I'm doing now to your work Miss Parkinson."
Snape shot her an icy glare and Harry went to sit next to Draco.
Snape walked along each aisle handing out ingredients, when he reached Harry and Draco he whispered, "I only paired you together so Draco may be allowed to participate in some way, Potter, I want you to tell him everything you do to make the potion"
"Sir- how?"
Snape cleared his throat, "Next time may I suggest you close the door when you two are- otherwise engaged." Both Harry and Draco were left blushing.
"Shit." Mumbled Harry,
"Let's hope he's the only one who knows."
"Yeah- but what if he tells everyone? You know how he hates me!"
"You're forgetting sweet," smirked Draco "How much he adores me."
Harry was filled with relief, // of course! He'd never jeopardize his favourite pupil. //
"And now, Potter." Said Draco though not harshly, "Remembering that we are supposed to be enemies in the eyes of the world just tell me what you're doing and get on with it we can finish this conversation later."
"Very well. I'm putting in two spoonfuls of the newt eyes."
On the way out of the room Draco was kept back Ron caught up with Harry gleefully,
"Hey- you'll never guess what that Zanbini just told me."
Harry felt his insides frost over, "What?"
"That Malfoy isn't a Malfoy anymore. He said the ferret's father disowned him 'cause he's nearly blind."
Ron grinned evilly then thought of something
"Hey- you had to work with him today is he?"
Harry shrugged nervously not looking at Ron, "I dunno Snape made me do most of the work." He mumbled and excused himself doubling back and running into Draco.
"Oof. Watch where you're going." Snarled Draco at the blur who had just sent him flying,
"It's only me."
"Harry?"
"What did Snape want?"
Draco grinned, "He said Dumbledore's letting me have my own room away from the other Slytherin's. He saw the bruises."
"That's great! But- we've got a problem."
"What?"
"The other Slytherin's aren't keeping their mouths shut Blaise told Ron."
"Oh, crap"
"Anyway-" began Harry but then Hermione's shout echoed along the passageway towards them, "Harry!"
"Shit. I'd better go and find her, see you tonight my Dragon."
"Tonight."
A/N: - * Cringes * I know, I know I've been ages getting this up but I was hit with (an anvil?) writers block and then I lost the pages.
Anyway there's a bit of swearing and quite a bit of fluff and kissing but it doesn't get much worse than that.
I would like to thank (Geez I sound like I'm at the Oscars) Tealish Magenta (sorry if I spelt it wrong) for e-mailing me and making me get of my lazy butt to write this. I hope you like it!
1 Vision
By Rowena Siriah
10.
New Year, New Promises, New Problems.
It was New Year's eve- Hogwarts style. The Great Hall, corridors and common rooms were filled with roars of laughter and the general hubbub that always accompanied parties, although it must be admitted, less though than usual due to the absence of the raucous Weasley twins but the remaining majority of the school had tried valiantly to make up for that. All except two. Concealed in the passageway behind the one-eyed witch that Harry had discovered in his third year that led to Honey dukes, sat Harry and Draco. They weren't going to spend New Year's Eve alone.
Whilst they waited for midnight they were spending their time talking (well, mostly…)
"I still don't get what you meant Drac'" said Harry presently.
"About what?" asked Draco snuggling up to his boyfriend.
"What you said that first night- 'Not Malfoy'"
"Ah." Said Draco "That." He took a deep breath. "Before I tell you this you MUST swear to me that you will not tell another soul."
"THAT serious?"
"Promise me Harry."
"Okay, I promise."
"L-Lucius Malfoy has d-disowned me as his son."
Harry blinked, "Well, that's good. Isn't it? I thought you didn't like your f- ah I mean Lucius"
Draco gulped "I HATE him but can you imagine what the other Slytherin's would do to me if they found out? ME having sympathy for others? ME not death eater material? That's the only thing keeping me from getting the shit kicked out of me and- worse- what would they do if they knew I was seeing Voldemort's worst enemy? They'd kill both of us! Not to mention what I would do to your reputation, they'd probably think you were the traitor!" by now Draco was crying as he spoke, the tears making salty trails down his ice-white cheeks. Harry gently brushed them away and pulled the boy into a hug stroking his hair soothingly,
"Okay so my friends may take a while to get used to the idea but we don't have to let anyone know, not just yet."
Draco turned his head and put his hands gently on Harry's face so he could tell where the boy was.
"Just remember this," continued Harry, "whatever happens I-Love-You, Draco"
"Really?"
"Yes. And I always will."
With those beautiful words Draco flung his arms around his boyfriend's neck with a sob,
"I-love you-too."
At that moment both boys were startled by a low cheer that had erupted from the great hall.
"What was that?" asked Draco,
"Happy New Year Dragon," Whispered Harry. Draco relaxed once more and smiled,
"Happy New Year- love."
And the two drew in for a New Year kiss and the promise of new beginnings for both of them.
"What are you thinking of Draco?" Smiled Harry lazily wrapping his arm around the boy's waist, as the two wandered aimlessly through the empty corridors neither wanting to leave quite yet.
"Nothing." Sighed Draco.
"Tell me"
"It's just- this past couple of weeks have been the best in my life Harry and, tomorrow your friends come back."
"Draco! You're my friend to! You're more than just my friend you're my boyfriend! You know I'd never leave you!" Harry admonished.
"I know- and I'd never ever leave you but I'm going to hate going back to being your enemy in public."
"Me too." Murmured Harry, "but we'll survive, you can still write- yes?"
"Y-yes…" said Draco doubtfully, "But It probably isn't very neat I can't see what I'm writing…"
"Doesn't matter." Said Harry, "When you want to meet up, write it down and pick up a school owl to send it to me, you don't need to see to owl."
It was during the afternoon the next day when the students who had gone home for Christmas returned. Harry was sitting comfortably by the fire in the common room when the portrait door burst open and a tremendous ruckus filled the air.
Ron and Hermione came towards Harry grinning; he started slightly as Hermione flung her arms around his neck. Then drew back and clasped Ron's hand,
"Hi Harry." Said Ron calmly
"Hi guys. Have a good Christmas?"
Harry sat happily listening to all of Ron and Hermione's gossip by the fire and Hermione felt her worries about him lessen as he paid attention and seemed happier than he had been in a long while.
The next morning at breakfast a large school owl dropped a singly piece of parchment onto Harry's plate which he read. In the printed, sloping scrawl of one who cannot see it said:
"Meet outside Great Hall tonight. Love D"
"Oo's at from 'Arry?" asked Ron through a mouthful of bread. Harry hurriedly shoved it in his pocket,
"Er… s'nothing important I'll see you in class."
"But Harry, Potion's doesn't start for another half an hour."
""Erm.. Yeah- I know I'll see you there bye."
Gabbled Harry and he sped out of the Great Hall.
"Hey herm? What was that you were saying about Harry going back to normal?" asked Ron
"I- I guess I was wrong. Something is definitely up with him."
Harry speed walked down the corridors to the room where Draco ate. There he was, quietly munching his way through his toast.
"'Lo Dragon." Said Harry, sitting down and leaning in to kiss him on the cheek, it was then he saw the bruises there.
"Baby? What the?" asked Harry shocked, Draco just shrugged.
"Crabbe and Goyle told the others I'm no longer a Malfoy- I guess their fathers told them."
"Oh I'm so sorry," said Harry pulling Draco onto his knee,
"You didn't do anything."
"I know but when you hurt I hurt. I hate those bastards hurting you!"
The blonde Slytherin trailed his hands through Harry's unruly black hair to his face and kissing him gently on the lips said, "Forget them. You are coming tonight?"
"Yes." Whispered Harry licking Draco's ear and making him shiver, he moved along the boy's jaw line and captured his lips with his own. His tongue flicked across Draco's lips begging entry, he complied eagerly their tongues sliding and swirling each other feverishly.
When they finally parted Harry let Draco go to Potions first and waited another five minutes before sliding into the room and slipping into a seat next to Ron and Hermione. To his astonishment Snape ignored him and didn't take any points off.
As usual Snape paired them up into groups of two but since Draco's disability there had been an odd one out. Usually Snape would leave Neville to work on his own but today he announced "and finally, Potter. Go and work with Malfoy."
All the Slytherin's looked at Snape with wide eyes,
"Er- Professor aren't you forgetting-?" began Pansy,
"I know exactly what I'm doing now to your work Miss Parkinson."
Snape shot her an icy glare and Harry went to sit next to Draco.
Snape walked along each aisle handing out ingredients, when he reached Harry and Draco he whispered, "I only paired you together so Draco may be allowed to participate in some way, Potter, I want you to tell him everything you do to make the potion"
"Sir- how?"
Snape cleared his throat, "Next time may I suggest you close the door when you two are- otherwise engaged." Both Harry and Draco were left blushing.
"Shit." Mumbled Harry,
"Let's hope he's the only one who knows."
"Yeah- but what if he tells everyone? You know how he hates me!"
"You're forgetting sweet," smirked Draco "How much he adores me."
Harry was filled with relief, // of course! He'd never jeopardize his favourite pupil. //
"And now, Potter." Said Draco though not harshly, "Remembering that we are supposed to be enemies in the eyes of the world just tell me what you're doing and get on with it we can finish this conversation later."
"Very well. I'm putting in two spoonfuls of the newt eyes."
On the way out of the room Draco was kept back Ron caught up with Harry gleefully,
"Hey- you'll never guess what that Zanbini just told me."
Harry felt his insides frost over, "What?"
"That Malfoy isn't a Malfoy anymore. He said the ferret's father disowned him 'cause he's nearly blind."
Ron grinned evilly then thought of something
"Hey- you had to work with him today is he?"
Harry shrugged nervously not looking at Ron, "I dunno Snape made me do most of the work." He mumbled and excused himself doubling back and running into Draco.
"Oof. Watch where you're going." Snarled Draco at the blur who had just sent him flying,
"It's only me."
"Harry?"
"What did Snape want?"
Draco grinned, "He said Dumbledore's letting me have my own room away from the other Slytherin's. He saw the bruises."
"That's great! But- we've got a problem."
"What?"
"The other Slytherin's aren't keeping their mouths shut Blaise told Ron."
"Oh, crap"
"Anyway-" began Harry but then Hermione's shout echoed along the passageway towards them, "Harry!"
"Shit. I'd better go and find her, see you tonight my Dragon."
"Tonight."