Title: Hot summerdays
Author: Inge
Rating: Euhm. I guess pg-13 for... events between Draco and Harry. Tell me if I should change the rating, though.
Parings: Draco/Harry (d'oh) and a little Hermione/Ron. Kawaii 'ne?
Summary: D/H smut/slash I guess. Draco has a crush on Harry, Harry doesn't know what the hell happens to him when he dreams about Draco. When they meet at the lake on a hot summerday, only dressed in swimming shorts, who knows what's gonna happen? ^_^ *Evil smirk*
Also including the old 'Lucius-hits-Draco'stuff, cause I just couldn't resist. Sorry Drako! ^_^
A/N: This is my first HP fanfic, so be nice. Should I finish this? I love C&C, so pleeeez gimme feedback! ^_^
Disclaimer: All characters are (C) J.K. Rownling. Don't sue me, I'm already broke.
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Chapter 1
Draco sniggered. He just made Harry turn very, very red by just looking. And at the moment Granger and Weasley tried to make him tell what happened.
He shook his head and concentrated on the Polyjuice Potion. They had to drink it in two weeks, when they got their partners, and he didn't want to turn in anyone permanentely.
Snape appeared behind hem, and gave a slick smile.
"Well done, Draco."
He walked towards Harry, and gave him his most evil look.
"You should follow Draco's example. _His_ potion looks like it's supposed to look, unlike yours."
Harry stared back, and when Snape walked away he continued his conversation with Hermione and Ron.
Draco added the last ingredient, and cleaned his table. When the bell rang, he had stuffed his kettle in the cabinet where their potions-in-making were stored, and quickly left the classroom.
Harry didn't see him leave, nor did he pay attention to Hermione and Ron. They were all cleaning up, and it took Ron a little longer because he'd spilled his unicornhorns all over the floor. Snape came to take a look and got angry with Ron, who turned as red as his hair.
Harry and Hermione where send away, and five mvinutes later Ron followed.
"That... idiot! He gave me detention, I have to help him clean the potions closet."
He cursed, and Harry and Hermione looked at him sympathetically.
"So, you won't come to the library with me?" Hermione asked him, and smiled. Ron shook his head.
"Sorry Hermione. But I'll meet you at dinner when I'm done."
He hugged her, and Harry smiled. Ron and Hermione had been together for a few weeks, and they were a really cute couple.
Suddenly Hermione turned to him, and asked:
"Aren't you coming with me then?"
Harry hesitated, but refused.
"I'm going for a swim, it's way to hot to work now. I'll do my homework tonight."
Hermione smiled. "Okay, then I'll see you tonight."
She went off to the library, and Harry quickly went outside to find a quiet spot at the lake. It was really hot indeed, and there were a lot of other student swimming as well. He dropped his bag at a spot a little deserted from the others, and got rid of his robes. He didn't notice the pair of eyes spying on him at all.
~*~
Draco held his breath when Harry undressed. He had followed him at quiet as possible, and now he was hiding really close to him. He'd put his bag in the commin room when Potions was over, and when he got back downstairs Harry was about to go outside.
And now he was untaking his robes quickly, showing his slender body. Draco sighed, and had to resist the urge to jump on Harry. Who now hurried in the cold lake, and he saw him shiver. He dived under, and gave Draco the perfect opportunity to sneak out of his hiding place and undress himself.
He kept an eye on Harry, but he didn't notice the Slytherin boy at all. When Draco had taken his robes off, he sat down next to Harry't towels and watched the boy swim. It seemed like he was going to spend some more time in the water, so he had a few moments to think.
~FLASHBACK TO DRACO'S HOLIDAYS~
The moon rose and lit Draco's room with a silvery cold light that made him shiver a little. Every day he was at home, it was the same. He couldn't do anything right, everything he said or did made Lucius angry. Furious even.
And this afternoon. when he'd tried to tell him he was... well, not straight, he immediately knew it'd been a big mistake.
"Dad, no!"
Lucius screamed at his son, emphasizing every word with a blow.
"Do. Not. Call. Me. Dad! You will treat me as you're supposed to. As the man I am!"
Draco tried to protect his face from the punches that kept coming, but it didn't stop. After what seemed forever, the hitting stopped. He carefully looked up at his father, who gave him a look of pure hate.
"For you're not my son. Not any more."
With those words, he left the room. Draco stood up, and immediately crunched in pain. He had a lot of bruises, and his ribs felt like they were bruised too. He moaned, and managed to get in his room. He locked the door and got in bed, crying silent tears.
The next day, Lucius and Narcissa were gone. He didn't know where they went, but they were always away and came back every evening, both refusing to speak about where they had been.
He stared out of the window, looking at the stars. Sighing, he grabbed the knife that was lying on his table, and looked at it. Shivering, he placed the blade on his bare wristand cut. The blood welled up immediately, and he looked at it. The pain had been gone a long time ago, every move and cut becoming a routine.
And no one knew.
He hid all his cuts under his robes, so no one noticed. They were never worried, they never asked. They didn't know who was lying underneath the sarcasm.
It all made him cry again, and he sank down on the floor. After hours, when the sun sneaked her way into his room while the moon left him, he stood up shaking and washed the blood off the knife and his arm.
When he'd replaced the knife in the kitchen he went upstairs to get his stuff. The letter from Hogwarts had arrived a while ago, and today he was leaving for school again. Feeling releaved that he wouldn't have to spend more time with his father, he got his stuff downstairs. Unlike a few moments ago his parent's hadn't been there, but now his dad was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Draco.
"Come on boy, it's time to get to the platform."
The whole journey, they hadn't spoken to each other, and Lucius had left him without a word of goodbye.
~BACK TO NOW, AT THE LAKE~
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
He looked up from his thoughts and smiled when he saw Harry standing before him, looking both angrily and curious.
"Hello, Harry. I decided to pay you a visit, maybe go for a swim myself. To tell you the truth, you look funny in a swimming pants."
Satisfied he saw Harry turn red (again), and stood up.
"Listen. I didn't come here to see you freak out. It's too hot for that."
Harry still didn't know what Malfoy -Draco- was doing here, but in a funny way it didn't seem to matter. But he felt awkward anyway. He already had trouble keeping his secret dream from his friends, what if he'd spill something in frond of Draco?
He ignored the sudden tingly feeling and sat down, satisfied when Draco did the same.
"Okay, no freaking out. Then what?"
Draco shrugged.
"You tell me."
Harry smiled, but the nice feeling went away when he saw the cuts on Draco's wrist.
"What did you do?"
He examined the boy further, and saw that he was covered in bruises and cuts that he normally wouldn't notice because the robes covered everything.
When Draco saw what he was looking at, he blushed.
"It's nothing, really."
He tried to turn away, but Harry grabbed his shoulders. Surprised by the sudden gesture, he petrified. For a moment, it seemed that Harry really cared about him. His skin was, compared to Draco's, cool from the water, and it made his own skin tingle.
A pair of suddenly shy blue eyes met surprised green ones, and they stared at each other. The first one who spoke, was Harry.
"We're gonna go inside, and you're going to tell me what happened to you."
When Draco hesitated, Harry sighed.
"Come on, I mean it. Let's go."
But Draco stayed down.
"I don't want to talk..." He continued staring at Harry, who had a slight smile on his lips. He lent forward, and their lips met. Surprised by Harry's gesture, Draco's eyes widened. For just a second. When he realised what was happening, he leaned in and deepened the kiss.
After a few moments, they both pulled away, and Draco grinned.
"You sure you want to go inside?"
~*~
To be continued...
A/N: Nothing really heavy yet, but should I continue? I'm planning to, but I want some enthusiastic fans you know. ^^ *grin* Just tell me what you think... - Inge
Author: Inge
Rating: Euhm. I guess pg-13 for... events between Draco and Harry. Tell me if I should change the rating, though.
Parings: Draco/Harry (d'oh) and a little Hermione/Ron. Kawaii 'ne?
Summary: D/H smut/slash I guess. Draco has a crush on Harry, Harry doesn't know what the hell happens to him when he dreams about Draco. When they meet at the lake on a hot summerday, only dressed in swimming shorts, who knows what's gonna happen? ^_^ *Evil smirk*
Also including the old 'Lucius-hits-Draco'stuff, cause I just couldn't resist. Sorry Drako! ^_^
A/N: This is my first HP fanfic, so be nice. Should I finish this? I love C&C, so pleeeez gimme feedback! ^_^
Disclaimer: All characters are (C) J.K. Rownling. Don't sue me, I'm already broke.
~*~
Chapter 1
Draco sniggered. He just made Harry turn very, very red by just looking. And at the moment Granger and Weasley tried to make him tell what happened.
He shook his head and concentrated on the Polyjuice Potion. They had to drink it in two weeks, when they got their partners, and he didn't want to turn in anyone permanentely.
Snape appeared behind hem, and gave a slick smile.
"Well done, Draco."
He walked towards Harry, and gave him his most evil look.
"You should follow Draco's example. _His_ potion looks like it's supposed to look, unlike yours."
Harry stared back, and when Snape walked away he continued his conversation with Hermione and Ron.
Draco added the last ingredient, and cleaned his table. When the bell rang, he had stuffed his kettle in the cabinet where their potions-in-making were stored, and quickly left the classroom.
Harry didn't see him leave, nor did he pay attention to Hermione and Ron. They were all cleaning up, and it took Ron a little longer because he'd spilled his unicornhorns all over the floor. Snape came to take a look and got angry with Ron, who turned as red as his hair.
Harry and Hermione where send away, and five mvinutes later Ron followed.
"That... idiot! He gave me detention, I have to help him clean the potions closet."
He cursed, and Harry and Hermione looked at him sympathetically.
"So, you won't come to the library with me?" Hermione asked him, and smiled. Ron shook his head.
"Sorry Hermione. But I'll meet you at dinner when I'm done."
He hugged her, and Harry smiled. Ron and Hermione had been together for a few weeks, and they were a really cute couple.
Suddenly Hermione turned to him, and asked:
"Aren't you coming with me then?"
Harry hesitated, but refused.
"I'm going for a swim, it's way to hot to work now. I'll do my homework tonight."
Hermione smiled. "Okay, then I'll see you tonight."
She went off to the library, and Harry quickly went outside to find a quiet spot at the lake. It was really hot indeed, and there were a lot of other student swimming as well. He dropped his bag at a spot a little deserted from the others, and got rid of his robes. He didn't notice the pair of eyes spying on him at all.
~*~
Draco held his breath when Harry undressed. He had followed him at quiet as possible, and now he was hiding really close to him. He'd put his bag in the commin room when Potions was over, and when he got back downstairs Harry was about to go outside.
And now he was untaking his robes quickly, showing his slender body. Draco sighed, and had to resist the urge to jump on Harry. Who now hurried in the cold lake, and he saw him shiver. He dived under, and gave Draco the perfect opportunity to sneak out of his hiding place and undress himself.
He kept an eye on Harry, but he didn't notice the Slytherin boy at all. When Draco had taken his robes off, he sat down next to Harry't towels and watched the boy swim. It seemed like he was going to spend some more time in the water, so he had a few moments to think.
~FLASHBACK TO DRACO'S HOLIDAYS~
The moon rose and lit Draco's room with a silvery cold light that made him shiver a little. Every day he was at home, it was the same. He couldn't do anything right, everything he said or did made Lucius angry. Furious even.
And this afternoon. when he'd tried to tell him he was... well, not straight, he immediately knew it'd been a big mistake.
"Dad, no!"
Lucius screamed at his son, emphasizing every word with a blow.
"Do. Not. Call. Me. Dad! You will treat me as you're supposed to. As the man I am!"
Draco tried to protect his face from the punches that kept coming, but it didn't stop. After what seemed forever, the hitting stopped. He carefully looked up at his father, who gave him a look of pure hate.
"For you're not my son. Not any more."
With those words, he left the room. Draco stood up, and immediately crunched in pain. He had a lot of bruises, and his ribs felt like they were bruised too. He moaned, and managed to get in his room. He locked the door and got in bed, crying silent tears.
The next day, Lucius and Narcissa were gone. He didn't know where they went, but they were always away and came back every evening, both refusing to speak about where they had been.
He stared out of the window, looking at the stars. Sighing, he grabbed the knife that was lying on his table, and looked at it. Shivering, he placed the blade on his bare wristand cut. The blood welled up immediately, and he looked at it. The pain had been gone a long time ago, every move and cut becoming a routine.
And no one knew.
He hid all his cuts under his robes, so no one noticed. They were never worried, they never asked. They didn't know who was lying underneath the sarcasm.
It all made him cry again, and he sank down on the floor. After hours, when the sun sneaked her way into his room while the moon left him, he stood up shaking and washed the blood off the knife and his arm.
When he'd replaced the knife in the kitchen he went upstairs to get his stuff. The letter from Hogwarts had arrived a while ago, and today he was leaving for school again. Feeling releaved that he wouldn't have to spend more time with his father, he got his stuff downstairs. Unlike a few moments ago his parent's hadn't been there, but now his dad was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for Draco.
"Come on boy, it's time to get to the platform."
The whole journey, they hadn't spoken to each other, and Lucius had left him without a word of goodbye.
~BACK TO NOW, AT THE LAKE~
"What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
He looked up from his thoughts and smiled when he saw Harry standing before him, looking both angrily and curious.
"Hello, Harry. I decided to pay you a visit, maybe go for a swim myself. To tell you the truth, you look funny in a swimming pants."
Satisfied he saw Harry turn red (again), and stood up.
"Listen. I didn't come here to see you freak out. It's too hot for that."
Harry still didn't know what Malfoy -Draco- was doing here, but in a funny way it didn't seem to matter. But he felt awkward anyway. He already had trouble keeping his secret dream from his friends, what if he'd spill something in frond of Draco?
He ignored the sudden tingly feeling and sat down, satisfied when Draco did the same.
"Okay, no freaking out. Then what?"
Draco shrugged.
"You tell me."
Harry smiled, but the nice feeling went away when he saw the cuts on Draco's wrist.
"What did you do?"
He examined the boy further, and saw that he was covered in bruises and cuts that he normally wouldn't notice because the robes covered everything.
When Draco saw what he was looking at, he blushed.
"It's nothing, really."
He tried to turn away, but Harry grabbed his shoulders. Surprised by the sudden gesture, he petrified. For a moment, it seemed that Harry really cared about him. His skin was, compared to Draco's, cool from the water, and it made his own skin tingle.
A pair of suddenly shy blue eyes met surprised green ones, and they stared at each other. The first one who spoke, was Harry.
"We're gonna go inside, and you're going to tell me what happened to you."
When Draco hesitated, Harry sighed.
"Come on, I mean it. Let's go."
But Draco stayed down.
"I don't want to talk..." He continued staring at Harry, who had a slight smile on his lips. He lent forward, and their lips met. Surprised by Harry's gesture, Draco's eyes widened. For just a second. When he realised what was happening, he leaned in and deepened the kiss.
After a few moments, they both pulled away, and Draco grinned.
"You sure you want to go inside?"
~*~
To be continued...
A/N: Nothing really heavy yet, but should I continue? I'm planning to, but I want some enthusiastic fans you know. ^^ *grin* Just tell me what you think... - Inge