~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Rating:R
Chapter 11-Comming to Terms (Version 2.0)
Disclaimer:Must I put one of these in every chapter? The lovely
( *cough cough* ) copyright people say I do so I guess
I will...grr...not mine...I don't own it
Author Note: Well look at dat! I have 100 reviews! * does the
100 review dance* well I apologize to those who read the
old version of this chapter...but I hope this will make
up for it!Also...for those who haven't read this installment before
there was a blooper in the last chapter...Hermione and Ron pretended
to be alive again...note:they pretended...they aren't back..sorry...
author blooper! Please forgive!
With no furhter ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Chapter 11-Comming to terms (Version 2.0)
Harry sat in the empty, unused classroom his head resting on his
arms, his eyes following the second hand on the ticking clock.Draco
was late. He exhaled blowing a strand of hair off his forhead for a
moment before it replaced itself, dipping slightly into his eyes,
causing his nose to itch. He repeated the action, as much in boredom
as to fight off a sneeze.
Suddenly there came the slight noise of well clipped footsteps, made
by a pair of black combat boots.(1) The gryffindor turned around in
the chair in time to see a flustered Draco slip into the door, casting
a glance behind him before closing the door.
"You're late," Harry stated before nodding to a chair across from him.
Draco took a second to shoot a mock-glare before turning the chair around
and sitting down to face the mignight-haired boy.
"So I am," Draco's voice was soft, playful, yet held a tone of seriousness
that lurked somewhere right below the surface of his words."Why did you
bring me here?"There was challenge in that question, Harry noted before
responding.
"I need to figure apart of you out," Draco seemed slightly baffled but shrugged
it off and waited for Harry to continue."I need to know why Draco. During the
day it is like nothing has changed between us, yet at night, in the darkness,
you are everything, you DO everything," Harry's eyes pleaded for an answer to
his obvoiusly well-thought out question.
"I don't know Harry...really I don't," The raven-haired boy was shocked, Draco seemed
small, scared."This is all new to me, I'm comming to terms with something that
all of my child-hood beliefs are against, this is uncharted,unknown and sometimes
unfriendly territory for me.I know my father has eyes in this school, and by day
I need him to think nothing has changed, I'll tell him, but in my own time. I'm
afraid Harry...afraid of what he'll do, of what he'll think, I afraid of what
people will think! I'm scared,"
Harry realised his mouth must have been agape, here was Draco. Draco Malfoy,
admitting to confusion AND fear. How many times had he wished for this earlier
in his school years? How many times had he wanted, needed to hear the confession
of fear leave the other boy's lips? And now that he had heard it, all he wanted to
do was comfort Draco.
"I..."Harry paused for a moment to find his words before continuing."I don't know
how I can help you be less afraid of what you are going through...but know that it
happened to me as well, and I am here to help you if you ever need a sympathetic
ear. And for your father I do understand your need for secrecy, and I will not press
that issue any further," Another pause , "Thank you."
"For what?" Draco replied.
"For trusting me with that," Harry leaned forward in his chair so his breath mingled
with Draco's and he smiled slightly before leaning forward and pressing his lips
against the Slytherin's claiming and capturing. He slowly sucked on the other boy's
bottom lip deeping their kiss. Draco's tounge played on his lips and he allowed it
entrance to his mouth. They dueled and fought for control in a battle of tounges,
that left both boys breathless and panting.
Draco smiled crookedly and brushed the annoying strand of Harry's hair from his eyes,
his pale hand causing the other boy's skin to prickle with electricity. When he spoke
Draco's words were slow and huskey, suggestive yet coy and Harry loved the mixture
that made in his lover's voice.
"But..I wouldn't trade that for anything....
~End Chapter 11 (Version 2.0)~
1)Don't you just wish you could see our lovely Draco in combat boots? Whee!
EN: Well it was much shorter than the original...and there will be another update
later this week to make up for that. I apologize again for the lack of content and...
erm...rushedness? of the last chapter..please forgive...and REVIEW!
By:Lone Draco
Rating:R
Chapter 11-Comming to Terms (Version 2.0)
Disclaimer:Must I put one of these in every chapter? The lovely
( *cough cough* ) copyright people say I do so I guess
I will...grr...not mine...I don't own it
Author Note: Well look at dat! I have 100 reviews! * does the
100 review dance* well I apologize to those who read the
old version of this chapter...but I hope this will make
up for it!Also...for those who haven't read this installment before
there was a blooper in the last chapter...Hermione and Ron pretended
to be alive again...note:they pretended...they aren't back..sorry...
author blooper! Please forgive!
With no furhter ado...
~Watching Diamond~
By:Lone Draco
Chapter 11-Comming to terms (Version 2.0)
Harry sat in the empty, unused classroom his head resting on his
arms, his eyes following the second hand on the ticking clock.Draco
was late. He exhaled blowing a strand of hair off his forhead for a
moment before it replaced itself, dipping slightly into his eyes,
causing his nose to itch. He repeated the action, as much in boredom
as to fight off a sneeze.
Suddenly there came the slight noise of well clipped footsteps, made
by a pair of black combat boots.(1) The gryffindor turned around in
the chair in time to see a flustered Draco slip into the door, casting
a glance behind him before closing the door.
"You're late," Harry stated before nodding to a chair across from him.
Draco took a second to shoot a mock-glare before turning the chair around
and sitting down to face the mignight-haired boy.
"So I am," Draco's voice was soft, playful, yet held a tone of seriousness
that lurked somewhere right below the surface of his words."Why did you
bring me here?"There was challenge in that question, Harry noted before
responding.
"I need to figure apart of you out," Draco seemed slightly baffled but shrugged
it off and waited for Harry to continue."I need to know why Draco. During the
day it is like nothing has changed between us, yet at night, in the darkness,
you are everything, you DO everything," Harry's eyes pleaded for an answer to
his obvoiusly well-thought out question.
"I don't know Harry...really I don't," The raven-haired boy was shocked, Draco seemed
small, scared."This is all new to me, I'm comming to terms with something that
all of my child-hood beliefs are against, this is uncharted,unknown and sometimes
unfriendly territory for me.I know my father has eyes in this school, and by day
I need him to think nothing has changed, I'll tell him, but in my own time. I'm
afraid Harry...afraid of what he'll do, of what he'll think, I afraid of what
people will think! I'm scared,"
Harry realised his mouth must have been agape, here was Draco. Draco Malfoy,
admitting to confusion AND fear. How many times had he wished for this earlier
in his school years? How many times had he wanted, needed to hear the confession
of fear leave the other boy's lips? And now that he had heard it, all he wanted to
do was comfort Draco.
"I..."Harry paused for a moment to find his words before continuing."I don't know
how I can help you be less afraid of what you are going through...but know that it
happened to me as well, and I am here to help you if you ever need a sympathetic
ear. And for your father I do understand your need for secrecy, and I will not press
that issue any further," Another pause , "Thank you."
"For what?" Draco replied.
"For trusting me with that," Harry leaned forward in his chair so his breath mingled
with Draco's and he smiled slightly before leaning forward and pressing his lips
against the Slytherin's claiming and capturing. He slowly sucked on the other boy's
bottom lip deeping their kiss. Draco's tounge played on his lips and he allowed it
entrance to his mouth. They dueled and fought for control in a battle of tounges,
that left both boys breathless and panting.
Draco smiled crookedly and brushed the annoying strand of Harry's hair from his eyes,
his pale hand causing the other boy's skin to prickle with electricity. When he spoke
Draco's words were slow and huskey, suggestive yet coy and Harry loved the mixture
that made in his lover's voice.
"But..I wouldn't trade that for anything....
~End Chapter 11 (Version 2.0)~
1)Don't you just wish you could see our lovely Draco in combat boots? Whee!
EN: Well it was much shorter than the original...and there will be another update
later this week to make up for that. I apologize again for the lack of content and...
erm...rushedness? of the last chapter..please forgive...and REVIEW!