WARNING: Slash. Fem-Slash. OC's. No Het. If you don't like that, I DON'T CARE!
DISCLAIMER: Anami and Nemesis = MINE everything else = J.K Rowling
CHAPTER THREE
"What did he do to you?" Blaise asked. Draco looked over at him. Nemesis and Lisa tightened their grip on him, half expecting him to burst out crying.
"The pompous goat kissed me." he said icily. Nemesis and Lisa relaxed. Adrian quirked his eyebrows at Draco. Lisa turned back to the football match.
"Oh, well that's not so bad, is it?" Nemesis asked coyly. Draco glared at her.
"Nem, it was my ex- boyfriend who I never wanted to see again. Yes, it was 'so bad.'" he said. Nemesis sat back on the couch. So did Adrian. Draco, on the other hand, stood up and stretched. "I'm going to work. And if you see Harry's body lying mangled and bloody in an alley way on the news, don't be too horribly surprised." The rest of the group (except Lisa, who was too busy watching her damn football) laughed.
"We won't," Nemesis assured him. Draco cracked a toothy grin, and, grabbing his coat, left for the Metris Café and coffee bar.
"Hullo, welcome to Metris." Draco droned as new customers appeared at the counter. One was a short frizzy haired girl, and the other a tall blond man. The girl leaned on the counter, looking Draco square in the face.
"You're Draco Malfoy?" She asked. Draco looked startled, and the man looked embarrassed.
"Yes I am. What can I do for you?" Draco said a bit hesitantly. The girl perked up, and clapped her hands together. The man just looked more embarrassed.
"GREAT! I'm Anami, this is Legolas, and I want a mint flavoured latte!" Anami said a bit to enthusiastically. Draco nodded. "And Legolas wants a… what do you want?…. the same as me!" She said, after leaning back to confer with her tall blond companion. Draco nodded again.
"Okay, that'll be 4 euro." he responded. Anami slapped four one euro notes on the counter proudly. Draco took the money and slid it into the cash register. he turned to his co-worker (and friend) Damiana. "Dami, two mint lattes." Dami nodded, even though she was busy making up smoothies. Damiana was a bisexual black girl, who had a bad habit of gambling and a wicked left hook. As she quickened her pace on the smoothies, A stocky red head came out of the back room.
"I got it Dami." Said Jo. Jo was Dami's current girlfriend. Not only that, but she owned the Metris. "Drake, I know ya' just got heah, but take a break. Ya' look like ya' had a rough mornin'." She added, her thick Brooklyn accent apparent. Draco nodded eagerly, as he was already developing a pounding headache. he crossed to the other side of the counter, taking a seat in one of the big, cushy chairs Jo had put in the corners of the café. he closed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair, never noticing Anami's intent gaze.
Harry looked up as a loud knocking came at the door. He opened it hurriedly. The noise was irritating him. Nemesis stood outside, along with Lisa. Harry motioned them inside. They sat close together on the couch, watching Harry's every movement from the time he closed the door, to the time he sat down on a love seat across from them.
"What do you want?" He asked, his long fingers twiddling with the end of his sleeve. Nemesis spoke up first.
"What really happened at our house today?" The blonde asked. Harry sighed softly. He knew this would be coming sooner or later.
"I was teasing Drake a bit, and he flipped out, and then all of a sudden I was kissing him. I really had no bloody clue what I was doing! Then he punched me, stormed out, and you know the rest." Harry answered wearily. The women took a moment to process this.
"Do you love him?" Lisa asked suddenly. Nemesis and Harry looked at Lisa with similar expressions.
"Who?" Lisa sighed. The Gryffindor could be so thick!
"Draco. Do you love him?" she repeated. Harry stared at Lisa like she was a fool.
"Do I love him? I love him with ever cell in my body, every fiber of my being. I love him more than anything, more than singing, more than life. When he's not around, I physically hurt. So do I love him? Yes." Harry finished, tugging at his spiked black hair in frustration. Nemesis whistled appreciatively.
"Than tell him that." Lisa said. Really, her logic was amazing. Nemesis nodded in agreement.
"I can't." Harry said simply. Lisa rolled her eyes, and Nemesis looked about ready to knock some sense into the tall musician.
"Why not?" Nemesis asked, her voice making clear that she thought Harry was being an idiot. Harry looked at his cracked ceiling with imploring eyes. A number of sarcastic replies shot through his head, but never reached his lips.
"Because he HATES every cell in my body, and every fiber of my being. If I tell him I love him, he'll…. he'll… I don't know! …kill me or something!" by this point Harry was nearly ripping his hair out. He took a deep breath, calming himself. " If I tell him I love him, I'll only hurt worse." He added, in a very defeated tone. Nemesis shook her head.
"You might be surprised, Harry." she said. "You might be surprised."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously. Lisa looked like she was thinking the same thing.
"I'm Draco's twin. I know when he's acting out of whack, and I usually know why. And currently, he's either got a really bad case of male PMS, or he's in love." Nemesis answered dryly. Harry jumped out of his chair, his face lit up.
"he's at work now, right?" he asked, sliding his coat over his shoulders and slipping into his shoes. Both Nemesis and Lisa nodded. Harry grinned and sprinted out of his apartment. Nemesis and Lisa looked at each other.
"Oookaaaay…."
"DRACO!" Harry cried, bursting through the doors of the Metris. Aforementioned boy snapped his head towards him, along with the rest of the patrons. Behind the counter, Jo leaned close to Dami's ear.
"This could be interesting." She whispered with a small grin. Dami nodded, returning Jo's grin with one of her own.
Harry, spotting Draco, nearly tripped over his own feet in his haste to get over to the other man. He fell to his knees in front of him. "Drake, I'm sorry. Whatever I did I'm sorry. Please… I mean…I love you!" He blurted. Draco glared at him.
"you bastard. YOU FUCKING BASTARD! You don't even know what you did! I loved you, and you just went off screwing that hussy- I LOVED YOU! All you wanted was a good fuck…" he snarled, not caring that he was in a public place, not caring that he was about to cry. Harry stood up, pulling Draco to his feet as well.
"Who told you I had been- as you so delicately put it- 'screwing that hussy?'" Harry asked seriously. Draco sneered.
"Said hussy." he replied. Tears were running freely down his face now. Harry pulled him close, shielding him from the prying eyes of the few people in the Metris.
"I never did anything of the sort. You know how Sarah would do anything to break up any relationship… I do love you. I really do." He said, stroking Draco's hair. Draco sniffled.
"Liar." he whispered half heartedly. he pushed Harry away gently. "Liar." he retreated behind the counter, where Jo and Dami gave him small tokens of comfort, Dami's a pat on the back, and Jo's a steaming cappachino.
Harry stood there in complete shock. "Surprised, hunh, Nemesis?" He said quietly, turning and exiting the Metris. As he stepped out the door, a half full cup of hot coffee hit him square in the back.
"Sure, just go back to your little hussy, Jackass!" Someone called. A pastry hit him on the head, along with a few plastic utensils, a bagel and a variety of colorful insults. Ah, don't you just love New York?
Anami pouted. "Legolaa~as!" She whined, "That wasn't supposed to happen!" She gave the tall elf puppy eyes. Legolas chuckled. He ruffled her hair affectionately.
"Of course not, Anami." He mocked. Anami punched him lightly on his arm.
"Shut up elfy. When did you develop an attitude, anyway?" She asked. He shrugged. She rolled her eyes, continuing; "These humans are really starting to annoying me. Remember the good old days when people used to respect Fate?"
"I don't think I was born then." Legolas replied, grinning. Anami ignored him.
"We're gonna hafta take measures into our own hands. Obviously, my presence isn't working." She mused, tapping her fingers beneath her chin as she did when she was plotting. "ohhh, yes, this will be interesting!" Anami cackled. Jo and Dami looked at the small girl, eyebrows raised.
"New York just keeps getting weirder and weirder every day." Dami muttered, and Jo nodded in agreement.
"And all the crazy New Yorkers keep showing up here." Jo added.
*****
YAY! THREE CHAPTERS!
Hey, this is potentially the longest Fic I've ever written, and it JUST KEEPS GETTING LONGER! WHOPEE!
Ok, I'll shut up now...
Review Please!
DISCLAIMER: Anami and Nemesis = MINE everything else = J.K Rowling
CHAPTER THREE
"What did he do to you?" Blaise asked. Draco looked over at him. Nemesis and Lisa tightened their grip on him, half expecting him to burst out crying.
"The pompous goat kissed me." he said icily. Nemesis and Lisa relaxed. Adrian quirked his eyebrows at Draco. Lisa turned back to the football match.
"Oh, well that's not so bad, is it?" Nemesis asked coyly. Draco glared at her.
"Nem, it was my ex- boyfriend who I never wanted to see again. Yes, it was 'so bad.'" he said. Nemesis sat back on the couch. So did Adrian. Draco, on the other hand, stood up and stretched. "I'm going to work. And if you see Harry's body lying mangled and bloody in an alley way on the news, don't be too horribly surprised." The rest of the group (except Lisa, who was too busy watching her damn football) laughed.
"We won't," Nemesis assured him. Draco cracked a toothy grin, and, grabbing his coat, left for the Metris Café and coffee bar.
"Hullo, welcome to Metris." Draco droned as new customers appeared at the counter. One was a short frizzy haired girl, and the other a tall blond man. The girl leaned on the counter, looking Draco square in the face.
"You're Draco Malfoy?" She asked. Draco looked startled, and the man looked embarrassed.
"Yes I am. What can I do for you?" Draco said a bit hesitantly. The girl perked up, and clapped her hands together. The man just looked more embarrassed.
"GREAT! I'm Anami, this is Legolas, and I want a mint flavoured latte!" Anami said a bit to enthusiastically. Draco nodded. "And Legolas wants a… what do you want?…. the same as me!" She said, after leaning back to confer with her tall blond companion. Draco nodded again.
"Okay, that'll be 4 euro." he responded. Anami slapped four one euro notes on the counter proudly. Draco took the money and slid it into the cash register. he turned to his co-worker (and friend) Damiana. "Dami, two mint lattes." Dami nodded, even though she was busy making up smoothies. Damiana was a bisexual black girl, who had a bad habit of gambling and a wicked left hook. As she quickened her pace on the smoothies, A stocky red head came out of the back room.
"I got it Dami." Said Jo. Jo was Dami's current girlfriend. Not only that, but she owned the Metris. "Drake, I know ya' just got heah, but take a break. Ya' look like ya' had a rough mornin'." She added, her thick Brooklyn accent apparent. Draco nodded eagerly, as he was already developing a pounding headache. he crossed to the other side of the counter, taking a seat in one of the big, cushy chairs Jo had put in the corners of the café. he closed his eyes and ran his hands through his hair, never noticing Anami's intent gaze.
Harry looked up as a loud knocking came at the door. He opened it hurriedly. The noise was irritating him. Nemesis stood outside, along with Lisa. Harry motioned them inside. They sat close together on the couch, watching Harry's every movement from the time he closed the door, to the time he sat down on a love seat across from them.
"What do you want?" He asked, his long fingers twiddling with the end of his sleeve. Nemesis spoke up first.
"What really happened at our house today?" The blonde asked. Harry sighed softly. He knew this would be coming sooner or later.
"I was teasing Drake a bit, and he flipped out, and then all of a sudden I was kissing him. I really had no bloody clue what I was doing! Then he punched me, stormed out, and you know the rest." Harry answered wearily. The women took a moment to process this.
"Do you love him?" Lisa asked suddenly. Nemesis and Harry looked at Lisa with similar expressions.
"Who?" Lisa sighed. The Gryffindor could be so thick!
"Draco. Do you love him?" she repeated. Harry stared at Lisa like she was a fool.
"Do I love him? I love him with ever cell in my body, every fiber of my being. I love him more than anything, more than singing, more than life. When he's not around, I physically hurt. So do I love him? Yes." Harry finished, tugging at his spiked black hair in frustration. Nemesis whistled appreciatively.
"Than tell him that." Lisa said. Really, her logic was amazing. Nemesis nodded in agreement.
"I can't." Harry said simply. Lisa rolled her eyes, and Nemesis looked about ready to knock some sense into the tall musician.
"Why not?" Nemesis asked, her voice making clear that she thought Harry was being an idiot. Harry looked at his cracked ceiling with imploring eyes. A number of sarcastic replies shot through his head, but never reached his lips.
"Because he HATES every cell in my body, and every fiber of my being. If I tell him I love him, he'll…. he'll… I don't know! …kill me or something!" by this point Harry was nearly ripping his hair out. He took a deep breath, calming himself. " If I tell him I love him, I'll only hurt worse." He added, in a very defeated tone. Nemesis shook her head.
"You might be surprised, Harry." she said. "You might be surprised."
"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously. Lisa looked like she was thinking the same thing.
"I'm Draco's twin. I know when he's acting out of whack, and I usually know why. And currently, he's either got a really bad case of male PMS, or he's in love." Nemesis answered dryly. Harry jumped out of his chair, his face lit up.
"he's at work now, right?" he asked, sliding his coat over his shoulders and slipping into his shoes. Both Nemesis and Lisa nodded. Harry grinned and sprinted out of his apartment. Nemesis and Lisa looked at each other.
"Oookaaaay…."
"DRACO!" Harry cried, bursting through the doors of the Metris. Aforementioned boy snapped his head towards him, along with the rest of the patrons. Behind the counter, Jo leaned close to Dami's ear.
"This could be interesting." She whispered with a small grin. Dami nodded, returning Jo's grin with one of her own.
Harry, spotting Draco, nearly tripped over his own feet in his haste to get over to the other man. He fell to his knees in front of him. "Drake, I'm sorry. Whatever I did I'm sorry. Please… I mean…I love you!" He blurted. Draco glared at him.
"you bastard. YOU FUCKING BASTARD! You don't even know what you did! I loved you, and you just went off screwing that hussy- I LOVED YOU! All you wanted was a good fuck…" he snarled, not caring that he was in a public place, not caring that he was about to cry. Harry stood up, pulling Draco to his feet as well.
"Who told you I had been- as you so delicately put it- 'screwing that hussy?'" Harry asked seriously. Draco sneered.
"Said hussy." he replied. Tears were running freely down his face now. Harry pulled him close, shielding him from the prying eyes of the few people in the Metris.
"I never did anything of the sort. You know how Sarah would do anything to break up any relationship… I do love you. I really do." He said, stroking Draco's hair. Draco sniffled.
"Liar." he whispered half heartedly. he pushed Harry away gently. "Liar." he retreated behind the counter, where Jo and Dami gave him small tokens of comfort, Dami's a pat on the back, and Jo's a steaming cappachino.
Harry stood there in complete shock. "Surprised, hunh, Nemesis?" He said quietly, turning and exiting the Metris. As he stepped out the door, a half full cup of hot coffee hit him square in the back.
"Sure, just go back to your little hussy, Jackass!" Someone called. A pastry hit him on the head, along with a few plastic utensils, a bagel and a variety of colorful insults. Ah, don't you just love New York?
Anami pouted. "Legolaa~as!" She whined, "That wasn't supposed to happen!" She gave the tall elf puppy eyes. Legolas chuckled. He ruffled her hair affectionately.
"Of course not, Anami." He mocked. Anami punched him lightly on his arm.
"Shut up elfy. When did you develop an attitude, anyway?" She asked. He shrugged. She rolled her eyes, continuing; "These humans are really starting to annoying me. Remember the good old days when people used to respect Fate?"
"I don't think I was born then." Legolas replied, grinning. Anami ignored him.
"We're gonna hafta take measures into our own hands. Obviously, my presence isn't working." She mused, tapping her fingers beneath her chin as she did when she was plotting. "ohhh, yes, this will be interesting!" Anami cackled. Jo and Dami looked at the small girl, eyebrows raised.
"New York just keeps getting weirder and weirder every day." Dami muttered, and Jo nodded in agreement.
"And all the crazy New Yorkers keep showing up here." Jo added.
*****
YAY! THREE CHAPTERS!
Hey, this is potentially the longest Fic I've ever written, and it JUST KEEPS GETTING LONGER! WHOPEE!
Ok, I'll shut up now...
Review Please!
