Ok
Whoah, I realize I haven't updated in, like, FOREVER. And I'm truly sorry!! Thanks to
everyone who reviewed in, er, the summer when I last updated. Heh heh...
But anyways, I had a lot of stuff to deal with and I still am dealing with it, so this is kinda
short.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. So sad. Slash. Don't like, don't read.
**~~SO MANY THANKS TO JO FOR BEING MY BETA ON SUCH SHORT
NOTICE!!! I Love My Joeykins!! And I wanted to get this out right away and she was
there the whole time! She is also an amazing writer!!~~**
Ok, here it is, please enjoy. Flame if you like too.
~Draco's POV~
There I sat, behind the moss turtles section in the library. I was wearing a black hooded
cloak which was successfully covering my face (with the aid of a charm), black satin
gloves and put charm on my voice so that it stayed the same yet was unrecognizable. I
was nervous as hell, let me tell you.
Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer and was ready to walk out. He walked
in. He looked great. He was wearing a dark gray, almost black silk dress shirt, the few
top buttons left open and his normal black dress pants. He had his school robe on, left
open. His hair was as unruly as ever only stylishly so. Hhmm . . . almost as if he
attempted to dress up for our little meeting. How incredibly sweet.
Since I was the only one in that particular corner in the back of the library, he sat down
across from me.
"Hi." He said, aw, he's so nervous! "Are you, er, the person I'm supposed to meet?" His
eyes betraying a rainbow of emotions at lightning speed.
"Yeah, I am. Hello Harry." I said, smiling even though he couldn't see my face.
"Hello, um, I don't know what to say really…but, eh, who are you?" He studied me, as if
trying to see through me. Merlin, were those green eyes intense.
"I can't tell you that, Harry, I don't want to scare you away before you get to know me.
So how about you ask me some other questions and I'll try to answer them . . ." I said,
leaning forward just a bit. It was working! He couldn't tell who I was!
"Um, what year are you in? I'm pretty sure you're a guy, heh heh, what house are you in?
Where do you live? What's your favorite color?" He gushed, stumbling over his words,
nervous as ever. I laughed a little bit and took a moment to think of how to answer it.
"Well," I said as he watched me carefully, "I'm in your year, yeah I am a guy. I hope
that's ok with you, since you haven't run away yet. I'm not sure I want to tell you my
house . . . and my favorite color is eggplant (A/N bet you weren't expecting that as his
favorite color were you? Eh? Eh? Ha! . . . o_o...sorry. . .)" I explained.
"Please, tell me your house. . . I don't think I would mind at all. . ."He said slowly.
"All right, just don't freak out- I'm in Slytherin-"I said quickly, holding my breath.
"Oh, all right." He said, looking a little surprised, but not put off. Thank god.
"I don't know –why- I would be telling you this exactly, as I've never told anyone, really.
I don't even know you! But, the sorting hat almost put me in slytherin as well..." He
confessed. My jaw dropped. Harry Potter? Golden Boy Gryffindor? Almost put into –
Slytherin-?? Holy Shit.
"Why did it change it's mind then? Why did you end up in Gryffindor?" I asked before I
could stop myself. This is where he blushed.
"I kind of begged it not to..." he muttered.
"And why did you do that?" I asked again, starting to get a little defensive. What?
Slytherins might not be known for it like the Gryffindors are, but we can be just as loyal
if the situation calls for it.
"Well," he smiled softly, noticing my pouty tone, "I was a first year, new to everything,
and had only heard the views of certain people. Like Ron and Hagrid. Gryffindor
seemed like my place. And don't get me wrong, it totally is. I had also met Draco
Malfoy," Uh oh, his grimace didn't look to promising and I tried not to say something
before he could finish. "He seemed like such a weasel-y little boy at the time. He gave
me hell ever since as well. I don't know why he's so nasty. But I suppose it is partly my
fault too, since I fight back. But lately he isn't getting into it. That's probably promising,
you know? I bet he could be decent if he tried, and seems like he would have real
potential to be just a big sweetheart. Not to mention a cute arse......" Harry had gotten
off into his own world talking about ME! M-E-ME! I couldn't believe it! I was
ESTATIC!! The Harry Potter, Love of my life thought I had a cute arse!! Well, that
among the other things he said, some good and some well not so good. Thank God for
the infamous Malfoy composure. I managed to keep my bursting heart from showing.
Harry on the other hand was blushing and stammering out an apology.
"Look at me, sitting here talking about Draco Malfoy and his gorgeous hair- I MEAN.
I'm supposed to be here getting to know you and I probably made you feel pretty terrible
going on like that when I should be getting to know you which I totally want to do but
sometimes it's hard not to thing and talk about those endless silver eyes- OH DAMN I
did it again, really I'm very sorry it won't happen again you won't tell anyone will you,
oh I'll just shut up now." He breathed. Wow. Endless silver eyes he says? I smirked.
Someone up there –must love me-
"Oh, no it's all right. And don't you worry, I wouldn't tell a soul!" I said sweetly. The
slytherin was beginning to come out in me...I think I might have some fun with Mr.
Potter. Don't get me wrong, I would never ever hurt him... Just mess with him a bit
before revealing my identity.
Whoah, I realize I haven't updated in, like, FOREVER. And I'm truly sorry!! Thanks to
everyone who reviewed in, er, the summer when I last updated. Heh heh...
But anyways, I had a lot of stuff to deal with and I still am dealing with it, so this is kinda
short.
Disclaimer: Not Mine. So sad. Slash. Don't like, don't read.
**~~SO MANY THANKS TO JO FOR BEING MY BETA ON SUCH SHORT
NOTICE!!! I Love My Joeykins!! And I wanted to get this out right away and she was
there the whole time! She is also an amazing writer!!~~**
Ok, here it is, please enjoy. Flame if you like too.
~Draco's POV~
There I sat, behind the moss turtles section in the library. I was wearing a black hooded
cloak which was successfully covering my face (with the aid of a charm), black satin
gloves and put charm on my voice so that it stayed the same yet was unrecognizable. I
was nervous as hell, let me tell you.
Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer and was ready to walk out. He walked
in. He looked great. He was wearing a dark gray, almost black silk dress shirt, the few
top buttons left open and his normal black dress pants. He had his school robe on, left
open. His hair was as unruly as ever only stylishly so. Hhmm . . . almost as if he
attempted to dress up for our little meeting. How incredibly sweet.
Since I was the only one in that particular corner in the back of the library, he sat down
across from me.
"Hi." He said, aw, he's so nervous! "Are you, er, the person I'm supposed to meet?" His
eyes betraying a rainbow of emotions at lightning speed.
"Yeah, I am. Hello Harry." I said, smiling even though he couldn't see my face.
"Hello, um, I don't know what to say really…but, eh, who are you?" He studied me, as if
trying to see through me. Merlin, were those green eyes intense.
"I can't tell you that, Harry, I don't want to scare you away before you get to know me.
So how about you ask me some other questions and I'll try to answer them . . ." I said,
leaning forward just a bit. It was working! He couldn't tell who I was!
"Um, what year are you in? I'm pretty sure you're a guy, heh heh, what house are you in?
Where do you live? What's your favorite color?" He gushed, stumbling over his words,
nervous as ever. I laughed a little bit and took a moment to think of how to answer it.
"Well," I said as he watched me carefully, "I'm in your year, yeah I am a guy. I hope
that's ok with you, since you haven't run away yet. I'm not sure I want to tell you my
house . . . and my favorite color is eggplant (A/N bet you weren't expecting that as his
favorite color were you? Eh? Eh? Ha! . . . o_o...sorry. . .)" I explained.
"Please, tell me your house. . . I don't think I would mind at all. . ."He said slowly.
"All right, just don't freak out- I'm in Slytherin-"I said quickly, holding my breath.
"Oh, all right." He said, looking a little surprised, but not put off. Thank god.
"I don't know –why- I would be telling you this exactly, as I've never told anyone, really.
I don't even know you! But, the sorting hat almost put me in slytherin as well..." He
confessed. My jaw dropped. Harry Potter? Golden Boy Gryffindor? Almost put into –
Slytherin-?? Holy Shit.
"Why did it change it's mind then? Why did you end up in Gryffindor?" I asked before I
could stop myself. This is where he blushed.
"I kind of begged it not to..." he muttered.
"And why did you do that?" I asked again, starting to get a little defensive. What?
Slytherins might not be known for it like the Gryffindors are, but we can be just as loyal
if the situation calls for it.
"Well," he smiled softly, noticing my pouty tone, "I was a first year, new to everything,
and had only heard the views of certain people. Like Ron and Hagrid. Gryffindor
seemed like my place. And don't get me wrong, it totally is. I had also met Draco
Malfoy," Uh oh, his grimace didn't look to promising and I tried not to say something
before he could finish. "He seemed like such a weasel-y little boy at the time. He gave
me hell ever since as well. I don't know why he's so nasty. But I suppose it is partly my
fault too, since I fight back. But lately he isn't getting into it. That's probably promising,
you know? I bet he could be decent if he tried, and seems like he would have real
potential to be just a big sweetheart. Not to mention a cute arse......" Harry had gotten
off into his own world talking about ME! M-E-ME! I couldn't believe it! I was
ESTATIC!! The Harry Potter, Love of my life thought I had a cute arse!! Well, that
among the other things he said, some good and some well not so good. Thank God for
the infamous Malfoy composure. I managed to keep my bursting heart from showing.
Harry on the other hand was blushing and stammering out an apology.
"Look at me, sitting here talking about Draco Malfoy and his gorgeous hair- I MEAN.
I'm supposed to be here getting to know you and I probably made you feel pretty terrible
going on like that when I should be getting to know you which I totally want to do but
sometimes it's hard not to thing and talk about those endless silver eyes- OH DAMN I
did it again, really I'm very sorry it won't happen again you won't tell anyone will you,
oh I'll just shut up now." He breathed. Wow. Endless silver eyes he says? I smirked.
Someone up there –must love me-
"Oh, no it's all right. And don't you worry, I wouldn't tell a soul!" I said sweetly. The
slytherin was beginning to come out in me...I think I might have some fun with Mr.
Potter. Don't get me wrong, I would never ever hurt him... Just mess with him a bit
before revealing my identity.