~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Nadda, nope, none, zip, zilch...okay fine if you
want one go to chaps 1-3
Author Note: Okay Fine...because I, sadly didn't get 60 reviews
by this chapter...HARRY AND DRACO ARE STILL MINE!!!Bwahahahaha.
Um...anyways..if I get 75 by Chap 8 I'll let them go..um sorry
that chapter was so short...This one should make up for it!Oh
and those of you who don't like a happy draco...the mean bad-ass
one isn't all gone...he's still here!
Harry: You damn readers! We're still here!
Draco: Be nice to the readers dearie...they're our last hope
290: You two stop begging!
LD: ANYWAYS
with no further ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Chapter 7: Enemy?
Oliver had a certin air about him which made Harry wish he could
curl up into a tiny ball and hide, Draco however came to his
rescue.
"Oliver...can I help you in any way?" The serpant asked, his voice
as cold as Harry had ever heard it.The red-headed man brushed past
him and looked down at Harry, his lips drawn into a tight grimace.
"Harry...this is not what I tought you to do! Sleeping with the
enemy? Do you think it will help you win a game if you have sex
with the other team's seeker?" Oliver yelled his voice rising to
the point of almost breaking point and his hazel eyes flashed
when Harry began to laugh.
"You.." Harry started but stopped as another fit of laugher erupted
from him,"You think this is about quittich?" The chuckling boy
managed his green eyes livid with humor.
"Erm..yes," Oliver answered his conviction faultering slightly
and his tan cheeks flushing a slight pink of a blush. Draco took
his turn to laugh harsly then walked over to Oliver.
"Trust me Wood, I wouldn't give Harry my tips if he slept with me,
he can't be that good," Draco missed Harry's hurt expression and
turned away quickly stalkign across the springy grass, his boots
glinting in the fading evening sun.
Harry looked to Oliver and offered a smile,"I hope this won't
ruin our friendship...and I would never betray your teachings,"
The older boy paused for a moment before takign the outstreched hand
in a symbol of a truce.
~ Later that Night~
Draco sat in his room, twirling the Diamond in his long, pale
fingers, watching the rainbows it cast dance on the walls and
brighten his white skin. His eyes, hardened to a steel grey after
years of hiding emotions, scanned the room as the memory of Harry's
lips on his own danced in his head.
The blonde shifted slightly, uneasy before climbing to his feet
much as a cat uncurls from a nap. Slinking out the commen room
door he headed down a dark, empty hallway. The corridor had obviously
been as such for a long time being as the cobwebs hung in tattered
curtins on the ceiling and the stone walls screamed years of neglect.
The pictures sulked and refused to talk to Draco as he passed, and
no ghosts slid silently above his head.
Absently he shivered and pulled his cloak up to sheild himself,
his stormy eyes ever watchful and alert. His eyes were drawn to
a framed work on the wall. It pictured towering mountians that bit
out at the sky in jagged angles while the sky itself twisted
and turned, blood red clouds swirling, mixing and teasing eachother.
The few trees were dead and spindly and the water was a green and
yellow mix of mud and muk. The sytherin leaned forward and reached
out a hand to trace the lines and suddenly...
~Gryffindor Tower~
Harry awoke suddenly, his heart racing, scar burning a bright pain in
his forehead. His eyes sparkled with white flares before he could
blink and clear them. Tumbling out of bed he took a moment to
scoop up the invisiblity cloak before dashing out the door.
Darkness met him beyond the comfort of his commen-room, his feet
were pulled by a force he could no less explain than he could
name the stars in the sky but he followed them. A blind faith
led him towards the destination of the force that tugged at his
mind and burned at his soul.
Suddenly he found himself in a dark corridor, the feeling gone
as quickly as it had come. His mind screamed at him to turn and
leave the place but the devil of curiosity was an equal on his
other shoulder pulling him to follow the boot-prints etched
into the dust of many years. Slowly he extended a foot and took
the first step into the darkened place, each step was easier
after that first one...and he found himself again drawn by the
force that had drawn him to this desolet place.
He stopped again in front of a tall picture frame, the painting
stirring something with in him to reach forward and try to catch
the lone crow that darted among the dead sappling trees that
caught in the sharply cold breeze. Cold? How could he have know
it was cold?
Slowly he raised his head to look around him gaspign at what he
was met with...
~Fin Chapter 7~
EN:75 reviews...come'n I already have 64...only 75...not that I'm
desperate or anything. Was this one abit better than the last one?
I really have no idea where this is going...really I don't...maybe
the plot bunnies are latched to me arm and are telling me what to
write. Um...longer than chapter 6...better maybe? I don't know
unless you tell me! REVIEW! PLEASE!
Draco: Erm...can you tell she wants you to review?
Harry: Only slightly love
LD: PLEASE REVIEW!!!
By:Lone Draco
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Nadda, nope, none, zip, zilch...okay fine if you
want one go to chaps 1-3
Author Note: Okay Fine...because I, sadly didn't get 60 reviews
by this chapter...HARRY AND DRACO ARE STILL MINE!!!Bwahahahaha.
Um...anyways..if I get 75 by Chap 8 I'll let them go..um sorry
that chapter was so short...This one should make up for it!Oh
and those of you who don't like a happy draco...the mean bad-ass
one isn't all gone...he's still here!
Harry: You damn readers! We're still here!
Draco: Be nice to the readers dearie...they're our last hope
290: You two stop begging!
LD: ANYWAYS
with no further ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Chapter 7: Enemy?
Oliver had a certin air about him which made Harry wish he could
curl up into a tiny ball and hide, Draco however came to his
rescue.
"Oliver...can I help you in any way?" The serpant asked, his voice
as cold as Harry had ever heard it.The red-headed man brushed past
him and looked down at Harry, his lips drawn into a tight grimace.
"Harry...this is not what I tought you to do! Sleeping with the
enemy? Do you think it will help you win a game if you have sex
with the other team's seeker?" Oliver yelled his voice rising to
the point of almost breaking point and his hazel eyes flashed
when Harry began to laugh.
"You.." Harry started but stopped as another fit of laugher erupted
from him,"You think this is about quittich?" The chuckling boy
managed his green eyes livid with humor.
"Erm..yes," Oliver answered his conviction faultering slightly
and his tan cheeks flushing a slight pink of a blush. Draco took
his turn to laugh harsly then walked over to Oliver.
"Trust me Wood, I wouldn't give Harry my tips if he slept with me,
he can't be that good," Draco missed Harry's hurt expression and
turned away quickly stalkign across the springy grass, his boots
glinting in the fading evening sun.
Harry looked to Oliver and offered a smile,"I hope this won't
ruin our friendship...and I would never betray your teachings,"
The older boy paused for a moment before takign the outstreched hand
in a symbol of a truce.
~ Later that Night~
Draco sat in his room, twirling the Diamond in his long, pale
fingers, watching the rainbows it cast dance on the walls and
brighten his white skin. His eyes, hardened to a steel grey after
years of hiding emotions, scanned the room as the memory of Harry's
lips on his own danced in his head.
The blonde shifted slightly, uneasy before climbing to his feet
much as a cat uncurls from a nap. Slinking out the commen room
door he headed down a dark, empty hallway. The corridor had obviously
been as such for a long time being as the cobwebs hung in tattered
curtins on the ceiling and the stone walls screamed years of neglect.
The pictures sulked and refused to talk to Draco as he passed, and
no ghosts slid silently above his head.
Absently he shivered and pulled his cloak up to sheild himself,
his stormy eyes ever watchful and alert. His eyes were drawn to
a framed work on the wall. It pictured towering mountians that bit
out at the sky in jagged angles while the sky itself twisted
and turned, blood red clouds swirling, mixing and teasing eachother.
The few trees were dead and spindly and the water was a green and
yellow mix of mud and muk. The sytherin leaned forward and reached
out a hand to trace the lines and suddenly...
~Gryffindor Tower~
Harry awoke suddenly, his heart racing, scar burning a bright pain in
his forehead. His eyes sparkled with white flares before he could
blink and clear them. Tumbling out of bed he took a moment to
scoop up the invisiblity cloak before dashing out the door.
Darkness met him beyond the comfort of his commen-room, his feet
were pulled by a force he could no less explain than he could
name the stars in the sky but he followed them. A blind faith
led him towards the destination of the force that tugged at his
mind and burned at his soul.
Suddenly he found himself in a dark corridor, the feeling gone
as quickly as it had come. His mind screamed at him to turn and
leave the place but the devil of curiosity was an equal on his
other shoulder pulling him to follow the boot-prints etched
into the dust of many years. Slowly he extended a foot and took
the first step into the darkened place, each step was easier
after that first one...and he found himself again drawn by the
force that had drawn him to this desolet place.
He stopped again in front of a tall picture frame, the painting
stirring something with in him to reach forward and try to catch
the lone crow that darted among the dead sappling trees that
caught in the sharply cold breeze. Cold? How could he have know
it was cold?
Slowly he raised his head to look around him gaspign at what he
was met with...
~Fin Chapter 7~
EN:75 reviews...come'n I already have 64...only 75...not that I'm
desperate or anything. Was this one abit better than the last one?
I really have no idea where this is going...really I don't...maybe
the plot bunnies are latched to me arm and are telling me what to
write. Um...longer than chapter 6...better maybe? I don't know
unless you tell me! REVIEW! PLEASE!
Draco: Erm...can you tell she wants you to review?
Harry: Only slightly love
LD: PLEASE REVIEW!!!