I Can't Believe Harry Potter Slash Fanfiction by Raven
Author's Note: Sigh, my parents are taking me to all these places. And I hate it! I have to be away from my comp. So dreadful! So, yeah thanks for all the reviews! Yay! Keep 'em coming!
I wish I may I wish I might have this fic done tonight!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Warning: This is SLASH. Boy on boy action here little ones. This fic also has rape in it so if you can't deal, off you go then!
Harry opened his eyes and he had to shut them quickly. The freaking sun was shining right in his eyes.
"Shite!"
"Oh, so you're awake finally?" Harry heard the voice off to his left, and he opened his eyes again. Shielding his vision from the sun, he turned to look at the figure sitting next to him.
"Malfoy?" Harry's voice was all deep and crackly from sleeping. He had that horrible morning taste in his mouth, even though, it wasn't morning. "What are you doing here." He tried to swallow the taste, but to no avail. Damn.
"Well," Draco snapped his book shut. " I found you sleeping in the grass, while I was on a stroll." Draco faced Harry with an innocent smile on his face. "And, I just *couldn't* leave you there to be eaten by one of Hagrid's unruly creatures, now could I?"
"Funny..." Harry let his back fall to the ground with a thump, and threw an arm over his eyes. " Ugh." He had the most horrid headache in all of history. "Hey, since you're just sitting there being a lump, why don't you cast a spell to cure my headache. Eh..."
"Don't you know how to by now, you great oaf? I would think the Great Har-"
"I know how! Ooohh...not good to yell..." Harry groaned a bit more, "I'm afraid if I cast it all do it all wrong and turn my hair bloody pink." He raised his arm a bit to look at Malfoy, "I'm hoping you won't do that on purpose now."
"Oh, I was thinking of making your ears ten times bigger than they already are." He gazed at Harry's ears, "Not like *that* would make a difference."
"Prat..."
"Oh, go on ask nicely, Potter, and I promise not to blow your face to bits." A smile played fleetingly on his lips.
"God, okay. Malfoy, if you have a nice bone, or even a semi-non-malicious bone, would you please cast a charm to get rid of my headache?" Harry prayed he would, he didn't think he could move at all.
Draco's lips spread widely at that, "Okay, my dear Harry... Dolor Deletium." He cast the spell on Harry's temple. Harry could feel a light warmth swarm around the pain, that happened to be most of his brain, and the warmth and the pain evaporate slowly.
"Aaaaaahhh..." Harry took a deep breath and lay still, enjoying a few moments of peace. He was just about to go into a light doze when he was shaken gently.
"Harry, I think you should stay awake. It's not very wise to sleep the whole day. Throw off your schedule and all you know." Draco was leaning over him. Harry moved the arm over his eyes and dropped it on the grass over his head.
"I didn't know you cared." Draco let loose one of his psychotic smiles.
"I do." Harry stared at him bewildered. The blonde haired boy laughed loudly and stood up. "Hey, I feel like doing something, want to come along?" Harry face did a whole dance of emotions, finally settling on freaked-out-ness.
"Uh...Gone bonkers lately, Malfoy? Or have you forgotten we don't spend time with each other intentionally?" Draco cast him a malicious smirk.
"What? Afraid to spend the afternoon with your Abominable Slytherin Nemesis?"
Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, don't look at me like that!" He held out his hand for Harry's. "Come on you git, take my hand. I don't want to stand here all day." He rolled his eyes.
Harry took his pale hand cautiously. Draco yanked him to his feet, and his body was pulled up right next to Draco's. Harry's head rushed with blood. He lost his footing a bit, and stumbled into Draco, making them tumble back down to the earth in a heap.
/Oh, this feels deliciously perfect!/ Draco's thoughts raced, as Harry's body rubbed against him. His body answered slightly to Harry's without Harry's knowledge.
Finally Harry laid still. His mind felt like it fell from a hundred foot dropped, and landed in a patch of cacti. That's what you get for getting up to fast and then falling back down right after.
/My poor head.../ Harry's voice whined.
"I'm not your bed." Draco voice was heard a bit off to Harry's left ear. "Please remove yourself. You're not as light as you think!" Harry felt hands shove him. He quickly picked himself up, mumbling an apology.
Draco stood up, dusting himself off, and regretting he said anything. He still wanted to be pinned under Harry's lithe form.
Harry's back was to him, and he could see that his neck was a deep red color. He chuckled.
"Embarrassed are we?" /Now why would he be embarrassed?/ "Have a little crush?"
"Oh shut up!"
"It's only natural, to be attracted to a fine specimen, such as myself." Draco made a show of straightening his sleeves, and flicking hair out of his face so his long neck was presented lustfully.
Harry's eyes were drawn to that neck, to that delicate skin. He flushed red again. He chuckled nervously.
"Get over yourself, Malfoy."
Draco gave him a mock glare and the started off towards the castle. "We need to go get my cloak and then we can go to Hogsmeade. Pick up some things for hols." He stopped and glanced over his shoulder. "Hurry up then!"
Harry jogged to catch up to him.
~
Dumbledore stared out the window at two boys walking back towards Hogwarts together.
/Well, finally.../ His wrinkled face lit up with a soft smile.
~
Hermione paced around the Library.
/What to do, what to do?/ Even though she knew there was nothing in there to help her with what happened with distressed Harry, she used the place as her sanctuary.
/If I go to the Headmaster and tell what's happened, I'll get Ron expelled! Not that he doesn't deserve it that slimy git!/ She walked past a row of Muggle books, her fingers ran along their spines unconsciously /If I just let it be, he may try to do it again.../
She absentminded plucked a book from the selves, and flipped through it. /I think, maybe I should talk with Harry first. Let him decide. I wonder where he is, poor boy.../
~
They stood outside Slytherin Common room. Arguing.
"You're not serious!"
"I am so! So stop being a coward!"
"They're going to lynch me as soon as I step in there!"
"No, they won't!"
"Yes they wi-"
"Idiot! I'm right here with you, they aren't going to tear you to pieces and roast you!"
"That makes me feel real safe!"
"Oh! Stop being such a prat!"
Harry growled in the back of his throat.
"If they kill me, I swear I'll come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!"
Draco laughed, yet again. "Stop being so dramatic, Golden Boy." He turned to the portrait, "Culebra." The portrait swung opened slowly, acting as if it was a four-hundred year old wizard with arthritis. Draco grabbed Harry's arm, and pulled him into the common room. The people in there didn't even know the two had entered. They would have stayed ignorant of the fact that the infamous (to them anyway) Harry Potter was in their common room, until that said boy's shin wanted to say hello to a near by coffee table.
"SHITE!" All eyes turned to him. All eyes glared. "What?" You could hear crickets.
"Nothing to see! Nothing to see! Go back to your work people..." Draco still having hold of Harry's arm, flounced across the room, and up the stairs to his dormitory, rolling his eyes.
Once safely inside the 5th years dorm room, Harry let out a whoosh of air, "Well, that was close..." He turned to Draco, he was eyeing him.
"Whatever you say, Gryffindork." He went to his closet and pulled out a cloak, wrapping it around himself. He pulled out another one, throwing it at Harry. Then walked to his bedside table and took a bag of coins off the top of it, hiding it inside of his school robes.
"So, aren't you going to put it on?"
"Huh?"
"Are you really that dense? Put the cloak on, and let's get going!"
"Oh. Okay." Harry drew the cloak around himself and then just stood there. Draco shook his head and headed for the door. Harry followed, not wanting to be left in the Slytherin dormitories. He didn't know what kind of monsters would come out from under the beds.
Once down in the common room, all eyes turned to Harry. Again.
"Uh, hi." Harry lowered his gaze to the floor, and rushed in front of Draco and out of the common room. Draco scowled at everybody who made eye contact with him.
They went through the twisted corridors and out of the Enterance Hall, and to the school's gates. They continued walking silently all the way to Hogsmeade. They stopped to look around the busy town.
Harry clapped both of his hands together, grinning.
"All right, where are we off to?"
~
Ron sat on his bed doodling on a piece of spare parchment. He was trying to keep his mind clear. He didn't want to start thinking *those* thoughts again. Those thoughts were poison. He had no idea how he got contaminated with them. No idea how they seeped into his bloodstream.
Ron's blue eyes kept straying to Harry's bed. He couldn't help it, it was like the bed was a magnet, and his eyes were the negative force that was attracted to the positive force. No, let's take something back.
His whole body was the negative force.
Ron stood up and walked around the dorm. Hands on hips, and eyes on the bed. He walked around it, glaring at the rumpled bed. Then stepped closer to it. Slowly. He knew that the bed wouldn't run away scampering, but he felt it giving off a hateful aura to him. He sighed, and reached out a hand to the comforter that wanted to slip off the mattress.
"Hey bu-ddy!" He snatched his hand back to his chest, whirling around to face Seamus and Dean.
"Uh, hi guys?"
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be in Hogsmeade by now!"
"Uh..."
"Well, come on then!" Seamus and Dean each grabbed an arm and hauled him out of the dorm.
~
AN: What will Harry and Draco buy? Will Ron be dragged the *entire* way to Hogsmeade by Seamus and Dean? And when the heck does Dumbledore *really* get into the picture?
Author's Note: Sigh, my parents are taking me to all these places. And I hate it! I have to be away from my comp. So dreadful! So, yeah thanks for all the reviews! Yay! Keep 'em coming!
I wish I may I wish I might have this fic done tonight!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Warning: This is SLASH. Boy on boy action here little ones. This fic also has rape in it so if you can't deal, off you go then!
Harry opened his eyes and he had to shut them quickly. The freaking sun was shining right in his eyes.
"Shite!"
"Oh, so you're awake finally?" Harry heard the voice off to his left, and he opened his eyes again. Shielding his vision from the sun, he turned to look at the figure sitting next to him.
"Malfoy?" Harry's voice was all deep and crackly from sleeping. He had that horrible morning taste in his mouth, even though, it wasn't morning. "What are you doing here." He tried to swallow the taste, but to no avail. Damn.
"Well," Draco snapped his book shut. " I found you sleeping in the grass, while I was on a stroll." Draco faced Harry with an innocent smile on his face. "And, I just *couldn't* leave you there to be eaten by one of Hagrid's unruly creatures, now could I?"
"Funny..." Harry let his back fall to the ground with a thump, and threw an arm over his eyes. " Ugh." He had the most horrid headache in all of history. "Hey, since you're just sitting there being a lump, why don't you cast a spell to cure my headache. Eh..."
"Don't you know how to by now, you great oaf? I would think the Great Har-"
"I know how! Ooohh...not good to yell..." Harry groaned a bit more, "I'm afraid if I cast it all do it all wrong and turn my hair bloody pink." He raised his arm a bit to look at Malfoy, "I'm hoping you won't do that on purpose now."
"Oh, I was thinking of making your ears ten times bigger than they already are." He gazed at Harry's ears, "Not like *that* would make a difference."
"Prat..."
"Oh, go on ask nicely, Potter, and I promise not to blow your face to bits." A smile played fleetingly on his lips.
"God, okay. Malfoy, if you have a nice bone, or even a semi-non-malicious bone, would you please cast a charm to get rid of my headache?" Harry prayed he would, he didn't think he could move at all.
Draco's lips spread widely at that, "Okay, my dear Harry... Dolor Deletium." He cast the spell on Harry's temple. Harry could feel a light warmth swarm around the pain, that happened to be most of his brain, and the warmth and the pain evaporate slowly.
"Aaaaaahhh..." Harry took a deep breath and lay still, enjoying a few moments of peace. He was just about to go into a light doze when he was shaken gently.
"Harry, I think you should stay awake. It's not very wise to sleep the whole day. Throw off your schedule and all you know." Draco was leaning over him. Harry moved the arm over his eyes and dropped it on the grass over his head.
"I didn't know you cared." Draco let loose one of his psychotic smiles.
"I do." Harry stared at him bewildered. The blonde haired boy laughed loudly and stood up. "Hey, I feel like doing something, want to come along?" Harry face did a whole dance of emotions, finally settling on freaked-out-ness.
"Uh...Gone bonkers lately, Malfoy? Or have you forgotten we don't spend time with each other intentionally?" Draco cast him a malicious smirk.
"What? Afraid to spend the afternoon with your Abominable Slytherin Nemesis?"
Harry narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, don't look at me like that!" He held out his hand for Harry's. "Come on you git, take my hand. I don't want to stand here all day." He rolled his eyes.
Harry took his pale hand cautiously. Draco yanked him to his feet, and his body was pulled up right next to Draco's. Harry's head rushed with blood. He lost his footing a bit, and stumbled into Draco, making them tumble back down to the earth in a heap.
/Oh, this feels deliciously perfect!/ Draco's thoughts raced, as Harry's body rubbed against him. His body answered slightly to Harry's without Harry's knowledge.
Finally Harry laid still. His mind felt like it fell from a hundred foot dropped, and landed in a patch of cacti. That's what you get for getting up to fast and then falling back down right after.
/My poor head.../ Harry's voice whined.
"I'm not your bed." Draco voice was heard a bit off to Harry's left ear. "Please remove yourself. You're not as light as you think!" Harry felt hands shove him. He quickly picked himself up, mumbling an apology.
Draco stood up, dusting himself off, and regretting he said anything. He still wanted to be pinned under Harry's lithe form.
Harry's back was to him, and he could see that his neck was a deep red color. He chuckled.
"Embarrassed are we?" /Now why would he be embarrassed?/ "Have a little crush?"
"Oh shut up!"
"It's only natural, to be attracted to a fine specimen, such as myself." Draco made a show of straightening his sleeves, and flicking hair out of his face so his long neck was presented lustfully.
Harry's eyes were drawn to that neck, to that delicate skin. He flushed red again. He chuckled nervously.
"Get over yourself, Malfoy."
Draco gave him a mock glare and the started off towards the castle. "We need to go get my cloak and then we can go to Hogsmeade. Pick up some things for hols." He stopped and glanced over his shoulder. "Hurry up then!"
Harry jogged to catch up to him.
~
Dumbledore stared out the window at two boys walking back towards Hogwarts together.
/Well, finally.../ His wrinkled face lit up with a soft smile.
~
Hermione paced around the Library.
/What to do, what to do?/ Even though she knew there was nothing in there to help her with what happened with distressed Harry, she used the place as her sanctuary.
/If I go to the Headmaster and tell what's happened, I'll get Ron expelled! Not that he doesn't deserve it that slimy git!/ She walked past a row of Muggle books, her fingers ran along their spines unconsciously /If I just let it be, he may try to do it again.../
She absentminded plucked a book from the selves, and flipped through it. /I think, maybe I should talk with Harry first. Let him decide. I wonder where he is, poor boy.../
~
They stood outside Slytherin Common room. Arguing.
"You're not serious!"
"I am so! So stop being a coward!"
"They're going to lynch me as soon as I step in there!"
"No, they won't!"
"Yes they wi-"
"Idiot! I'm right here with you, they aren't going to tear you to pieces and roast you!"
"That makes me feel real safe!"
"Oh! Stop being such a prat!"
Harry growled in the back of his throat.
"If they kill me, I swear I'll come back and haunt you for the rest of your life!"
Draco laughed, yet again. "Stop being so dramatic, Golden Boy." He turned to the portrait, "Culebra." The portrait swung opened slowly, acting as if it was a four-hundred year old wizard with arthritis. Draco grabbed Harry's arm, and pulled him into the common room. The people in there didn't even know the two had entered. They would have stayed ignorant of the fact that the infamous (to them anyway) Harry Potter was in their common room, until that said boy's shin wanted to say hello to a near by coffee table.
"SHITE!" All eyes turned to him. All eyes glared. "What?" You could hear crickets.
"Nothing to see! Nothing to see! Go back to your work people..." Draco still having hold of Harry's arm, flounced across the room, and up the stairs to his dormitory, rolling his eyes.
Once safely inside the 5th years dorm room, Harry let out a whoosh of air, "Well, that was close..." He turned to Draco, he was eyeing him.
"Whatever you say, Gryffindork." He went to his closet and pulled out a cloak, wrapping it around himself. He pulled out another one, throwing it at Harry. Then walked to his bedside table and took a bag of coins off the top of it, hiding it inside of his school robes.
"So, aren't you going to put it on?"
"Huh?"
"Are you really that dense? Put the cloak on, and let's get going!"
"Oh. Okay." Harry drew the cloak around himself and then just stood there. Draco shook his head and headed for the door. Harry followed, not wanting to be left in the Slytherin dormitories. He didn't know what kind of monsters would come out from under the beds.
Once down in the common room, all eyes turned to Harry. Again.
"Uh, hi." Harry lowered his gaze to the floor, and rushed in front of Draco and out of the common room. Draco scowled at everybody who made eye contact with him.
They went through the twisted corridors and out of the Enterance Hall, and to the school's gates. They continued walking silently all the way to Hogsmeade. They stopped to look around the busy town.
Harry clapped both of his hands together, grinning.
"All right, where are we off to?"
~
Ron sat on his bed doodling on a piece of spare parchment. He was trying to keep his mind clear. He didn't want to start thinking *those* thoughts again. Those thoughts were poison. He had no idea how he got contaminated with them. No idea how they seeped into his bloodstream.
Ron's blue eyes kept straying to Harry's bed. He couldn't help it, it was like the bed was a magnet, and his eyes were the negative force that was attracted to the positive force. No, let's take something back.
His whole body was the negative force.
Ron stood up and walked around the dorm. Hands on hips, and eyes on the bed. He walked around it, glaring at the rumpled bed. Then stepped closer to it. Slowly. He knew that the bed wouldn't run away scampering, but he felt it giving off a hateful aura to him. He sighed, and reached out a hand to the comforter that wanted to slip off the mattress.
"Hey bu-ddy!" He snatched his hand back to his chest, whirling around to face Seamus and Dean.
"Uh, hi guys?"
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be in Hogsmeade by now!"
"Uh..."
"Well, come on then!" Seamus and Dean each grabbed an arm and hauled him out of the dorm.
~
AN: What will Harry and Draco buy? Will Ron be dragged the *entire* way to Hogsmeade by Seamus and Dean? And when the heck does Dumbledore *really* get into the picture?