Title: Drowning
Sequel to Alone in the Night
Author: Dragonsbane
Summary: Reactions to Harry and Draco's kiss and a flash back to Harry and Draco's first kiss.
A/N: This is PG-13 slash, H/D please don't bother flaming me it really will be a waste of time. Any criticisms are welcome and all compliments will make be blush red but be extremely gratified! Please R&R
Thank You's at the end
*Potions Classroom*
Potions was generally not a good class for the
Gryffindor's. For the Slytherin's though it was the best class. Standing at the
front of the class Harry and Draco kept their amusement hidden as the rest of
their class filed in, all in shock including the potions master Snape.
The class all took their places and sat as the potions master stood at the front
of the class and looked round the room. "Well... I gave you your
instructions yesterday for this potion, on with it."
The class burst into activity, for once they hadn't been paired by Snape and
found their own partners, Harry and Draco again found this highly amusing and
got their ingredients and started the Bewitching Brew.
As they each did their potion Snape walked among them watching, he then got to
Harry and Draco's cauldron that was one of the best potions he had seen yet. He
shook his head and bent down to look at it properly and whispered so only Draco
could hear.
"Quite the show this morning, however if it lets results like this potion
happen it may be allowed to continue, there will be no shenanigans in the
Slytherin dorm Draco however the prefect dorms I cant vouch for. Interesting
choice of partner I must say." Draco sniggered as Snape looked
distrustfully at Harry. "Five points to Slytherin and Gryffindor, best
potion here." He went to his desk and started marking some papers. The
bell rang and the potions were almost finished, they had to simmer for 24
hours.
Harry and Draco stood Draco looked at Harry. "Care of Magical Creatures
next."
Harry nodded, the class still seemed in shock as though looking at two
different people altogether and not "Draco I have no heart or backbone
Malfoy" and "Harry, I hate that arrogant Slytherin bastard
Potter"
They walked ahead of the class and quickly out of the door together.
Hermione and Ron, who had paired up during the potions class gaped and then looked
at each other. Hermione spoke first. "So…we weren't imagining it then?"
"No…no we weren't…unfortunately. But...with him!? 1st off it's a
him…secondly it's a Slytherin and thirdly…its.HIM! Now, I know I pointed out
that it was Draco but I thought it was a big thing and worth mentioning
twice."
Seamus Finnegan walked over to them having heard their conversation. "I
know. I don't have a problem if he is gay, I mean, most people are quite
accepting now aren't they? But…Malfoy?"
The three together walked out following the Slytherin group and were joined
here and there by other Gryffindor's of their year. Lavender Brown was
scandalised. "I can't believe it, he is such a good looking guy as well.
Quite a waste." Parvati Patil seemed all the happier at it though.
"Well...it certainly explains some things though." Ron and Hermione
seemed baffled.
"Well it sort of explains why he hated dancing with me at the Ball in
fourth and then in fifth year! You know? I thought it was because of you
Hermione or, even, Cho Chang."
Ron rolled his eyes, "In fourth year it was because of Cho, not fifth year
though, he told me he didn't want to go near Cho as it was uncomfortable after,
well. You know…" The group went quiet at the memory of fifth year and the
aftermath of the tri-wizard tournament. Upon his return Harry had seemed okay,
a bit more world weary, more tired, but okay considering what happened.
It wasn't until the Christmas of fifth year when the first reports of death
Eater activity came through that Harry had started to act differently, distant
and tired. He tried to keep himself to himself and Hermione read a piece of
paper once that he had left lying around.
The piece of paper was named "Drowning"
It was a poem he had written; evidently Harry's soul was scorched as at the age
of 15 the boy, her friend, fully expected and was fully prepared to die.
It shocked her to her very core.
Though thinking about it, sixth year, after the owls, Harry had seemed
different, happier, Hermione had assumed he had finally worked through his
demons…now it seemed he had found someone to share them with.
She decided to reserve her own judgment until she had spoken to Harry.
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"That was priceless, did you see them try to get me after Care of Magical
Creatures?"
Draco smiled and nodded at Harry, they stood in a cove a few minutes walk from
the castle. Harry was finding the situation highly amusing and so did Draco,
from the emotional display this morning he was still grinning.
Draco rarely showed his emotions so fully, even in private and Harry was
ecstatic to have seen his barriers come down so fully just for him.
For him alone.
He also wondered in his heart why it had touched Draco so deeply, Harry sat
thinking and Draco had his hand at the back of Harry's neck, stroking it
soothingly. "What are you thinking about?" asked Draco after twenty
minutes or so of silence.
"You, more precisely...why...why did you love the poem so much?"
Draco pondered the question.
"It wasn't the first you had written was it?"
Harry blushed, "umm, no, no it wasn't."
Draco nodded.
"Poetry Harry, no matter how well written or how badly written, is a very
deep and personal thing. Without meaning to a simple poem about say a horse, or,
even nature can be an insight to a persons soul. It was a very brave and
beautiful thing to give me. After the astronomy tower also, I know your poems
mean a lot to you. I'm truly sorry I made you feel such a way for I know the
feeling you had, the need to write something, the need to write the things in
that form."
Harry looked at him some understanding in his heart "Go on…"
"I have always written things, wasn't poetry at first. It was letters to
my mother and my father, showing my emotions bland and bare. Then, they
reformed into shorter verses, then poetry. They never saw any of the poems or
letters; I keep them in a book. It helped me, I could take my emotion and throw
it onto some paper then walk away from it, keeping it there, me and the emotions
were kept separate."
Harry nodded and looked out towards the lake.
"I understand that, I was at first trying to get rid of the guilt I felt.
for Cedric and then. then for you."
"me?"
"Yeah. Feelings that were starting, was always ground into me as a child
that homosexuals were evil, horrible people. Then, you were the one I thought
about."
Draco smiled and held his lover. "I'm glad you don't feel that way any
longer."
"Me too"
They sat there watching the rays of the sun play over the lake and watching the
Giant Squid basking in its light. "We should get back we have class our
free period is over."
"I have Divination, I'm not caring, can stay if you want, I can cut
class."
Draco smiled "Yeah, okay, all I have is Arithmancy anyway and I don't
enjoy it, its too simple."
"Hermione says it's hard"
Harry awaited on the insult towards Hermione but it never came, Draco sighed
"Granger… she is better at Runes. Not so good with numbers but shes a good
translator."
Harry looked at Draco in shock "Did you just pay Herm a roundabout
compliment?"
Draco sighed "yes."
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Harry and Draco stayed at the cove the rest of the day; Harry made his way to
his Prefect Dorm with Draco. They stepped into the portrait and three people
stood waiting on them.
Hermione Granger, Blaise Zabini and Ronald Weasley.
Blaise Zabini started the conversation first "A Gryffindor?"
Draco looked at Harry and sighed "Yes, a Gryffindor."
"That's just not good, not good at all." She fumed. "I mean, he's been your enemy all these years, just wait till your father finds out about this!"
Draco looked over at Blaise and Harry saw for the first time in a long while, real danger in the Slytherin's eyes. He was livid at this statement and Blaise, to her credit did not back down in her glare and her accusations.
"Zabini, Blaise… I've known you for many years now and you should know by now that Lucius holds very little sway in my decisions and private life" he said very quietly, but very forcefully. Hermione and Ron were scared at the intense look in the Slytherins eyes.
Blaise stepped forward "Your reputation is-"
"Means nothing to me. I don't care that people know, you should know my lack of emotion VERY well indeed Blaise."
Blaise coloured up at this statement. She looked him squarely in the eye and then he cut in before she said anything "Oh, and I know all about your night time activates make no mistake, I make it my business to know." He said with knowing smirk.
Through this entire exchange Draco had moved closer to her and away from Harry who knew by now that Draco doesn't stand for anything he always sticks up for his own beliefs. The Slytherin's were a funny lot. If you could put your point across well you could basically get on with no trouble. Blaise nodded and backed off up the stairs and he glared after her.
"One down, I need to whip the rest into shape now… be back in an hour or so." He turned to Harry kissed him briefly and walked to the Slytherin portrait and went to the Slytherin Dorms.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry sat on the couch across from Hermione and Harry.
"How did it start and why?" asked Hermione. She looked incredibly hurt in her eyes and Harry understood her position. Draco had never shown anything but hatred and malice to Mione, he knew that this was going to take one hell of explaining to do.
Harry looked straight at her and sighed, her face and Ron's demanded the truth.
"How… I, I was lonely Mione… You and Ron had each other last year and even before that I could see it developing. I don't begrudge you that but I was lonely."
Hermione and Ron heard the sincerity in his voice, the genuine feeling in them and nodded for him to continue.
"I was on my usual stroll of the castle last year, you know I'd taken to walking the grounds and I heard every night a poem recited in my head and heart, named "Drowning"… I recited it out loud at the top of the astronomy tower one night and he appeared behind me…"
~Flash Back to the Tower~
"Time walks on with me
Nowhere left to run
The judgement day draws near to me
Where is all the fun?
Alone the darkness does await
I want to live forever
Fear grips me
Cant think straight
Nothing lasts forever
Watching waves break through the sea
I realise one thing
I doubt if once I die tonight anyone will see
Will they notice?
Will they care?
Will they hunt me down?
Will I bother silent prayer
As I begin to drown?
As the waves take me I look out
I see beyond this place
A child I knew once
Immortalised
With his happy face
I know that child
In my mind
Better than you know
But that child
Deep in me
Died so long ago."
Harry stood looking out over the Hogwarts grounds, some suicidal notions running in his mind. This had been with him for a few months as he distanced himself from his friends; hating the pity they sent his way whenever they looked at him.
Voldemort had attacked several villages and towns, stolen several artefacts, joined forces once again with the Dementors. Pain ripped at his insides knowing he could have stopped it all, with a simple nod on that night when Peter Pettigrew had been unmasked.
He stood on the barrier, rain splashing down covering him, he didn't care he could be wet he was going to be dead pretty soon anyway.
He looked down at the ground and sighed.
"It's an awful long way down Potter… sure your up to it?"
Harry turned and glared at the voice of Draco Malfoy, the reason he was here in the first place, he had been thinking of the blonde boy, fantasising, about a BOY! How wrong and it was Malfoy.
"Malfoy, what do you want?"
Draco stood at the door looking at him curiously. Assessing him almost.
"Jesus, you're really going to do it aren't you?" he asked, realization dawning over him. Harry was fully intending to jump.
"Yes. Why? Wanna enjoy the show?" he asked, tired.
"No… come down from there you're making me nervous."
Harry's brow furrowed and he turned his back on Draco and looked out towards the rising sun.
"What do you want!?" he asked desperate.
"N-nothing" Draco said,
"Good" Harry stepped forward and fell from the ledge. Now, Draco may have not been the best Quidditch player of the two, his reflexes not as sharp, but he reached Harry and grabbed his arm and pulled him back up, the force of Harry's downward movement almost sending himself flying over.
"Bastard! The one thing you could have done for me you BASTARD!" Harry was about to try punching the Slytherin when Draco grabbed him and pulled him to the floor to stop him.
"Potter! Harry, will you stop for a second?"
Harry stopped and Draco asked "Why did you want… why did you try?"
"Is this so you can get a laugh then let me kill myself?"
"No, look." Draco pulled out a small dagger "I was here for the same reason, fate has intervened it seems…"
Harry looked at him "You were gonna…? Why?"
"I asked first."
Harry stood up and walked to the edge, Draco moved quickly "Don't worry I wont jump."
"You want to know why I tried to jump?" Harry pointed to the scar on his head "this, bloody thing wont let me sleep… I can never sleep. Only if I'm tired physically the nightmares cease to come. Well, visions, people being murdered, not nice…"
Draco looked at him "Did you see several months ago, a death eater be initiated?"
"Yeah, poor guy looked petrified, his eyes were ablaze even though they were a silver blue, and they were on fire."
Harry looked down as he felt an arm encircle him and turn up; the Dark Mark stared at him. "It was I… I was the one that tried to run, Dark Lord was not pleased about that."
Harry turned to face him "You? I always assumed you wanted to join him…?"
"Because of you? No, I wouldn't give up my freedom for a petty school yard grudge."
Draco sighed. "Please don't give up your life for Voldemort. That way, he's won and your parents died in vein"
Harry looked at him strangely "when did you go all Dumbledore all of a sudden?"
Draco smiled, a smile that Harry had never seen on his face, devoid of any malice or evil or any other emotion except friendship and happiness. Draco had his arms around Harry to make sure he wouldn't jump and Harry was looking up slightly at Draco. Without really thinking about it Harry went slowly forwards and kissed Draco lightly. Draco was surprised and pulled away from him. "wha-?"
"I… I shouldn't have god I'm sorry."
Draco shook his head and bent his head slightly and kissed Harry back, it quickly became apparent Harry didn't know what he was doing so he kissed him slowly and purposefully.
"Draco?" asked a breathless and confused Harry. "what are you doing?"
"I'm saving you from drowning."
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TBC – Will be updated in about a month, sorry, I just have **A LOT** of stuff on lol
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Thank You's
Thank you to:
Alybaby: Here we go! Sequel!! WO WO lol
Rowenna: Copy and paste is a wonderful tool lol
Forfirith: Yes, Buffy and Red Dwarf DO rule, when the world realizes this it will be a BETTER place!
Rilon: Its hardly classic lol
Megs: Yeah and more and more *has fallen in love with the idea* lol
Angel: Thanks!
Me: **blush**
TeeDee: **Blush** 'Draco muse watches Janes head get larger….so bursts it with a pin'
Myk: **waves at all the random demons** hi hi! I like random insanity its amusing!
Taineyah: See? One word, and makes me all happy ^^!!!
Cassie: **blushing furiously**
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