Part 6
Well thanks for your reviews. Hope you enjoy this.
Well, its been suggested that I keep the argument up between Draco/Harry. I'm going to try. Don't worry. But I'm thinking of new plots.
Can anyone tell me where to find Oliver wood stories? Are there any archives?
The next few days consisted of many visits to Oliver's bedside. Harry spent more time in the hospital than at home. He couldn't help feel happy for his friend, yet at the same time extremely jealous.
Oliver, although still in constant pain, was over the moon. Marcus was being the most amazing person in the world. He was constantly checking up on Oliver and yet again only left the hospital to grab a quick shower and change of clothes. Some would say that he was overly fussing over Oliver, but the people that counted only saw it as an act of love. He had left the hospital long enough to buy a ring for Oliver though.
It was the most exquisite ring Harry had ever seen. A plain, platinum band with no markings or jewels. But yet it shone brightly. Much like Oliver did now that he was again with Marcus. Harry could do nothing but smile for Oliver even though he hadn't seen Draco since that night Oliver woke up.
He wanted what Oliver and Marcus had now, like it had been the first night of their engagement. It was funny. Harry was even going to try announcing it that night. Now he knew why Draco was so hesitant. He hated Draco, how could he do that? He couldn't ever hurt Draco like he had been hurt. He couldn't go out to a bar and pick up a Guy, or a girl could he? No. Or could he? Now that he thought of it, it seemed a good idea. Go out and pick someone up.
He knew that it would hurt Draco. It would certainly hurt Draco. So he had no reason not to do it.
He climbed out of the shower he was in. Earlier he had been fully intending to go right back to the hospital after it. But now he decided that he would pay a visit to a local bar. He hadn't been out in a while.
--
An hour later Harry was leaving his Apartment. A pair of Black slacks held up by a belt was worn along with a dark purple shirt. His hair was a natural mess but looked stunning with his outfit.
He turned to lock his door when he caught sight of Draco coming down the corridor. Draco stopped dead when he saw Harry in his sexy outfit. He groaned silently when he realised that Harry was still as hot as he had always been.
"Sorry Draco." Harry started. "I'm going out."
"You're going out" Draco questioned sharply. "Who with?"
"No one. I'm going to that club down the road." Harry stated as he started to walk away, leaving Draco staring after him.
"Damm." Draco muttered under his breath as he saw Harry round the corner, yet again walking away.
--
Harry arrived at the club a little later. His presence did not go unnoticed, when he entered several handsome heads turned his way. He smiled slightly as he walked over to the bar and ordered himself a beer.
Within two minutes he had company. A tall man with a mass of blonde hair sat beside him and took the liberty of ordering him a drink. He smiled at Harry warmly before leaning into whisper softly in Harry's ear.
"There is a man over in the corner staring at you. Should I have anything to worry about?"
Harry whipped around and sure enough, another blonde man, Draco was watching him.
"No. nothing to worry about." Harry whispered back. They talked for about an hour, exchanging soft touches and looks. Harry liked the man, but he just didn't feel that special feeling within him. He was looking for the same feeling that Draco had given him. At the end of the night Harry stood up and offered his hand to his new friend. The started walking towards the door when Draco stepped out of the shadows.
"Harry," He pleaded. "Don't do this please."
"Lets go." Harry muttered to his companion, ignoring his ex-fiancée, brushing past Draco they exited the club.
Harry led his new friend back to his apartment. He led him into the living room and at once his partner, whose name turned out to be David, pounced on him. After about ten minutes, Harry rose and pulled David through to the bedroom.
They began to undress each other and soon enough they were both sprawled out on the bed. David began to slowly kiss down Harry's smooth skin, and was soon reaching Harry's growing erection. Harry moaned as David took his whole length into his mouth.
Harry soon was nearing the edge. He cried out as he spilled his seed into David's mouth. David rose up and hurriedly started preparing Harry. Harry muttered a quick lubrication spell and handed a large glob to David, who was completely oblivious to the wizarding world.
Seconds later, David was thrusting fast into Harry. To Harry, it wasn't the same. To Harry it was just sex, and he was positive that's all David wanted. Soon enough David was screaming his realise.
--
The next morning, Harry woke up alone. He was happy about this as it meant there would be no awkward moments, but he had always hated waking up alone, and had hoped David may take that hate away, for just one day. He sighed and climbed out of bed.
An hour later he was at the hospital. Oliver was awake and seemed to be getting better by the day. He caught sight of Harry and his smiling face became troubled.
"Hi." Harry muttered quietly, while plopping into an empty seat.
"Draco was here." Oliver started. "He was a mess."
"Oh, I saw him last night." Harry replied, solemnly.
"So, what did you do last night? He was pretty upset."
"I went out. I picked up."
"Oh" Oliver replied, nodding slightly.
"Marcus is away helping him get sorted. He is still staying at the leaky cauldron. Maybe you should go see him at some point."
"Yeah, maybe later." Harry reassured, smiling slightly.
--
A while later Marcus returned, he smiled at Harry and then moved to kiss Oliver. They talked for a while then Harry excused himself, saying that he had things to do.
He made his way over to The Leaky cauldron and climbed up to the room he had been pointed to by a waiter. He stood outside the door for a moment before knocking slightly.
Draco opened the door seconds later. He indeed looked a mess but still adorable. He turned to let Harry in and then shut the door quietly.
"Sorry," Harry muttered. Turning to face Draco.
Draco nodded and moved to sit on a sofa near the fire place. Before he could say anything Harry moved towards him and kissed him lightly.
"I do love you, but I just can't. I can't be with you anymore." Harry whispered, fighting tears.
"Are you with your new friend?" Draco asked bitterly, holding in his own tears, at a loss as for what else to say.
"No," Harry replied. While standing up and heading towards the door, he wanted this to be quick, he needed to get this over with. He opened it and stopped before leaving, turning slightly
"Goodbye Draco." Harry muttered, turning again and leaving Draco to break down, while he held himself together until he was safe in his own apartment.
REVIEW!!!
Well one more chapter and then I think that this one done. I really like Oliver wood fictions. Please tell me where I can find more. It should be a category. It really should. Anyway.
REVIEW!!!
Well thanks for your reviews. Hope you enjoy this.
Well, its been suggested that I keep the argument up between Draco/Harry. I'm going to try. Don't worry. But I'm thinking of new plots.
Can anyone tell me where to find Oliver wood stories? Are there any archives?
The next few days consisted of many visits to Oliver's bedside. Harry spent more time in the hospital than at home. He couldn't help feel happy for his friend, yet at the same time extremely jealous.
Oliver, although still in constant pain, was over the moon. Marcus was being the most amazing person in the world. He was constantly checking up on Oliver and yet again only left the hospital to grab a quick shower and change of clothes. Some would say that he was overly fussing over Oliver, but the people that counted only saw it as an act of love. He had left the hospital long enough to buy a ring for Oliver though.
It was the most exquisite ring Harry had ever seen. A plain, platinum band with no markings or jewels. But yet it shone brightly. Much like Oliver did now that he was again with Marcus. Harry could do nothing but smile for Oliver even though he hadn't seen Draco since that night Oliver woke up.
He wanted what Oliver and Marcus had now, like it had been the first night of their engagement. It was funny. Harry was even going to try announcing it that night. Now he knew why Draco was so hesitant. He hated Draco, how could he do that? He couldn't ever hurt Draco like he had been hurt. He couldn't go out to a bar and pick up a Guy, or a girl could he? No. Or could he? Now that he thought of it, it seemed a good idea. Go out and pick someone up.
He knew that it would hurt Draco. It would certainly hurt Draco. So he had no reason not to do it.
He climbed out of the shower he was in. Earlier he had been fully intending to go right back to the hospital after it. But now he decided that he would pay a visit to a local bar. He hadn't been out in a while.
--
An hour later Harry was leaving his Apartment. A pair of Black slacks held up by a belt was worn along with a dark purple shirt. His hair was a natural mess but looked stunning with his outfit.
He turned to lock his door when he caught sight of Draco coming down the corridor. Draco stopped dead when he saw Harry in his sexy outfit. He groaned silently when he realised that Harry was still as hot as he had always been.
"Sorry Draco." Harry started. "I'm going out."
"You're going out" Draco questioned sharply. "Who with?"
"No one. I'm going to that club down the road." Harry stated as he started to walk away, leaving Draco staring after him.
"Damm." Draco muttered under his breath as he saw Harry round the corner, yet again walking away.
--
Harry arrived at the club a little later. His presence did not go unnoticed, when he entered several handsome heads turned his way. He smiled slightly as he walked over to the bar and ordered himself a beer.
Within two minutes he had company. A tall man with a mass of blonde hair sat beside him and took the liberty of ordering him a drink. He smiled at Harry warmly before leaning into whisper softly in Harry's ear.
"There is a man over in the corner staring at you. Should I have anything to worry about?"
Harry whipped around and sure enough, another blonde man, Draco was watching him.
"No. nothing to worry about." Harry whispered back. They talked for about an hour, exchanging soft touches and looks. Harry liked the man, but he just didn't feel that special feeling within him. He was looking for the same feeling that Draco had given him. At the end of the night Harry stood up and offered his hand to his new friend. The started walking towards the door when Draco stepped out of the shadows.
"Harry," He pleaded. "Don't do this please."
"Lets go." Harry muttered to his companion, ignoring his ex-fiancée, brushing past Draco they exited the club.
Harry led his new friend back to his apartment. He led him into the living room and at once his partner, whose name turned out to be David, pounced on him. After about ten minutes, Harry rose and pulled David through to the bedroom.
They began to undress each other and soon enough they were both sprawled out on the bed. David began to slowly kiss down Harry's smooth skin, and was soon reaching Harry's growing erection. Harry moaned as David took his whole length into his mouth.
Harry soon was nearing the edge. He cried out as he spilled his seed into David's mouth. David rose up and hurriedly started preparing Harry. Harry muttered a quick lubrication spell and handed a large glob to David, who was completely oblivious to the wizarding world.
Seconds later, David was thrusting fast into Harry. To Harry, it wasn't the same. To Harry it was just sex, and he was positive that's all David wanted. Soon enough David was screaming his realise.
--
The next morning, Harry woke up alone. He was happy about this as it meant there would be no awkward moments, but he had always hated waking up alone, and had hoped David may take that hate away, for just one day. He sighed and climbed out of bed.
An hour later he was at the hospital. Oliver was awake and seemed to be getting better by the day. He caught sight of Harry and his smiling face became troubled.
"Hi." Harry muttered quietly, while plopping into an empty seat.
"Draco was here." Oliver started. "He was a mess."
"Oh, I saw him last night." Harry replied, solemnly.
"So, what did you do last night? He was pretty upset."
"I went out. I picked up."
"Oh" Oliver replied, nodding slightly.
"Marcus is away helping him get sorted. He is still staying at the leaky cauldron. Maybe you should go see him at some point."
"Yeah, maybe later." Harry reassured, smiling slightly.
--
A while later Marcus returned, he smiled at Harry and then moved to kiss Oliver. They talked for a while then Harry excused himself, saying that he had things to do.
He made his way over to The Leaky cauldron and climbed up to the room he had been pointed to by a waiter. He stood outside the door for a moment before knocking slightly.
Draco opened the door seconds later. He indeed looked a mess but still adorable. He turned to let Harry in and then shut the door quietly.
"Sorry," Harry muttered. Turning to face Draco.
Draco nodded and moved to sit on a sofa near the fire place. Before he could say anything Harry moved towards him and kissed him lightly.
"I do love you, but I just can't. I can't be with you anymore." Harry whispered, fighting tears.
"Are you with your new friend?" Draco asked bitterly, holding in his own tears, at a loss as for what else to say.
"No," Harry replied. While standing up and heading towards the door, he wanted this to be quick, he needed to get this over with. He opened it and stopped before leaving, turning slightly
"Goodbye Draco." Harry muttered, turning again and leaving Draco to break down, while he held himself together until he was safe in his own apartment.
REVIEW!!!
Well one more chapter and then I think that this one done. I really like Oliver wood fictions. Please tell me where I can find more. It should be a category. It really should. Anyway.
REVIEW!!!
