My December
By Elly Malfoy
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A/N: O.o okay this is slash, so don't read if you don't like. I don't have a beta reader either, so if you would like that position, please see my email for previous chapters. Thanks.
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Okay, here's Chapter 6!
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Chapter 6: To Duel, or Not To Duel, That's A Stupid Question
Harry flopped on the maroon colored couch and sighed lazily. It seems that the whole world is out to get him. First, Voldemort tries to kill him six times, then, Dumbledore tells him that Malfoy and he will, um, yeah, and now Snape and McGonagall give him detentions. He stared into the flames of the fire which warmed the common room, a little too much for Harry likes. He realized that in that fire place was the last time he saw Sirius before the incident at the Ministry. 'I never got to say goodbye.'
"Harry?" a childlike voice summoned him out of his trance. Shaking his head, his eyes focused on the blonde hair girl sitting beside him.
"Serenity," he smiled.
"You seem sad. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," his smile weakened.
"Sure," she replied, the Malfoy sarcasm dripping through the word. "What's wrong?"
"I just have detention tonight," he informed, regretting that he told anyone that.
"Was it Severus?"
"Uh, yeah."
"That greasy haired- What did you do?"
"Well, I was about to teach Malfoy a lesson."
"Should have known," she rolled her stormy eyes. "Cousin Malfoy is Severus' godson. He's too overprotective."
"His…?"
"Godson. I'd just watch it around Snape if you and Draco are going to get into a tussle."
"Yeah, thanks," he hoped his sarcasm wasn't a blatant as Serenity's, but she did state the obvious.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Uh, sure," he eyed her. 'It's amazing how much she looks like Dra- Malfoy. The hair is longer, but the femininity is there,' he laughed inwardly.
"Do you hate me?"
"No," he said quickly. "Why should I?"
"The name," her voice trailed off.
"Serenity, you're nothing like your family…"
"How would you know? I mean, there are times when Malfoys' actually are decent people."
"I'm sure there are, but the reputation…"
"You know, Harry, I'd thought you'd understand…"
"What you make you think that I would…"
"BECAUSE, you have a reputation, too, but you're nothing like what people perceive you…"
"LISTEN, I don't think that it's the same thing…"
"Well, you what, HARRY, maybe it isn't, but I think you would have let me explain!" Before Harry could respond, the blonde leapt off the couch and ran up the stairs, leaving a furious, but bewildered, Harry behind.
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Harry walked to the dungeons, mind still on the discussion he had earlier Serenity. 'It isn't the same. My reputation isn't the same as the Malfoy's, how can she understand what I go through? She doesn't have to live up to the hero that people believe me as.'
Thoughts clearly distracted him because he had already reached Snape's room. He knocked and the door snapped open. "Potter, you'll be serving your detention with the headmaster. Come along."
'Since when has someone served a detention with the headmaster?' Harry nodded, shocked, and followed quietly.
Snape said the password and motioned for Harry to go alone. He did as ordered and walked up the stairs. Reaching the door, he hesitantly knocked.
"Come in, Harry," Dumbledore said, once again, behind closed door. Harry, once again, followed instructions and stepped inside. The elder man motioned for him to seat, and he obeyed.
"Harry, I heard that you and Mr. Malfoy were fighting today, is that true?" Harry merely nodded. "Twice, correct?" Again, a nod. "Harry, I must ask you to keep your temper from rising. I know that Mr. Malfoy may provoke you, but you cannot retaliate." Harry sighed. 'Why the hell not?'
"Might I remind you of your prophecy, Harry?" the old man smiled mischievously.
"Professor, with all due respect, I don't believe it."
"You may not, Harry, but most prophecies end up proving themselves true."
"Aaa," he was speechless. It was true, but he was sure that this was one prophecy that is not going to be fulfilled. Malfoy could also vouch for that. (A/N: Ah, stubbornness, do they not have that in common? *giggles* Oh, my wicked ways. *rubs hands together* Mwhahahaha)
"Harry, I know I cannot force you into a relationship, nor can I keep you from fighting with other students, but I am pleading that you try," Dumbledore stated simply.
"Easier said than done," Harry mumbled under his breath.
"What was that, Harry?" He asked, knowing full well what Harry said.
"I said, 'yes, sir, I will,'" lying flat out to the man he respected most.
"Good, good. Tea?" he held up a cup. Harry shook his head, he wasn't in the mood. He was being forced into a relationship. 'Screw Dumbledore and his politeness, he knows full well he wants Malfoy and I to…' Harry shuddered just thinking about the idea of him and the blonde.
"Well, that's all. Do you have any plans this evening, Harry?"
Again, lying to the elder, "No, sir," Harry replied. The old man nodded, aware of every lie being told to him.
"Well, get some rest, and I'll see you again on Friday." Harry rose from his seat, said goodnight, and walked out of the door.
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'Bloody git better show up,' Malfoy kicked a pebble lying in the ground.
"Malfoy," Harry spat, walking up to the blonde.
"So, you had the guts to show up, eh, Potter?" he smirked. (A/N: Can I just say that I think that is the sexiest part about Draco? Okay, sorry.)
"Let's just get this over with," Harry opened the to the Potions room.
"Ah, ah, ah," Malfoy closed the door. "Not here, they'll know, follow me."
Harry froze, should he really trust him? "Well, what in the bloody hell are you waiting for, Christmas?" Harry sighed and followed the rather rude Slytherin. They walked a couple of doors down and Malfoy opened the door. "Here we go," he held open the door, "age before beauty," he smirked. Harry rolled his eyes and walked in.
"It's just few doors down, what makes you think that they wouldn't know we dueled in here?" Harry asked, all the while, watching the blonde walk in, close and lock the door.
"Well, there's nothing in here to destroy, unlike the Potions room," Malfoy rolled his eyes. 'Is the boy that draft?'
"Any rules?" Harry pounced on the idea of dueling already.
"Yes."
"They are…."
"No wands," Malfoy simply stated.
"No wands?"
"Are you deaf?"
"No, but how are you supposed…" He was cut off by the look on Malfoy's face, that mischievous look that Dumbledore had early. "What are you playing at?" The blonde sauntered over to Harry and closed the gap between them.
"It's all about the game of wits, Potty," he breathed lightly on Harry's face.
On Harry's instinct, he backed up, as far as possible. "Afraid you'll lose?" Malfoy egged him on.
"No," Harry said confidently, at least he hoped so.
"Then why back away?" Malfoy stepped closer. 'Why in the hell am I doing this?' he thought as he got closer to Harry.
"No," he squeaked, clearing his throat, "No reason."
"Have I got the Golden boy all worked up," Malfoy asked, mildly suggesting a sexual reference.
"No," Harry said firmly. "Don't flatter yourself."
"Ah, Potty, why not? Don't deny that I'm a gorgeous," he stepped closer, "no, attractive," step, "no," he was inches from Harry's face, "sexy," he whispered softly across Harry's lips, "blonde," his eyes flashed.
Harry's breath sped up, his mind going blank, forgetting that Malfoy was his enemy. He couldn't help it, his pulse rate was increasing with everything breath he took, and Malfoy backing him against a wall, his body warmth radiating off of him, wasn't helping. 'Don't think about it. You will not do this. You hate him. You hate the spoiled little brat. You hate his soft, blonde hair. His endless pools of gray. The smell,' his breath caught in his throat. 'This is not happening; you are not getting turned on by this! DAMMIT HARRY!'
Malfoy inched closer, touching Harry's nose with his. 'Why am I doing this? Why am I trying to seduce Potter? Him and his goofy glasses. Or his ebony, messy, 'I-just-got-laid' styled hair. Or the fact that he smells so sweet, or that his eyes are so piercing,' Malfoy sighed, making Harry yelp. 'You can't do this MALFOY! DRACO MALFOY, YOU CAN'T DO THIS!'
Too late, they grabbed each other. Pressing themselves closer than they thought possible. Pulses racing, breathing short and ragged. Lips touched and a jolt of passion ran through them. Running fingers through hair, groping anywhere they could find. Yes, this was what a first kiss should be like. 'Whoa, kiss,' the both thought. 'Oh Merlin, what in the hell am I doing,' the thought. 'I don't know, but whatever it is, don't' stop!'
'This isn't supposed to happen,' Harry yelled at himself. 'You were supposed to curse Malfoy into smithereens, not snog him to death.' Malfoy left his mouth, much to Harry's disappointment, but found his way to Harry's neck. 'Oh Merlin, that's much better.'
Harry moaned and it echoed through the room. Bouncing back to his ears, he finally realized that this is wrong. "No," he said softly.
Malfoy stopped his sucking and pulled back, "Pardon?" he asked breathlessly.
"No," Harry repeated.
"No what?"
"No, don't do this. We can't do this! It's wrong. We're enemies! We should have cursed each other to oblivion tonight!"
"But-"
"We weren't supposed to fall victim to a prophecy. Not another one! I'm sick of it! We can't do this!" Harry pushed Malfoy off of him and made his way to the door. He was caught by an alabaster hand.
"What are you talking about? 'Not another one?'"
"I already I have live up to one and I'd be damned if I have to up to another. Especially one that involves…" his voice trailed off.
"What other prophecy are you talking about?"
"The one about me and Voldemort. The one where I'm the one who has to kill him… or to be killed," he whispered the last part.
"Oh," was all that Malfoy could think of. What could he do? Sooth Harry? 'No way,' he told himself sternly. He watched as the Gryffindor finished his walk to the door. "I'msorry," he mumbled. 'What in the hell? Damn I'm going soft. Just pray he didn't hear you.'
"What?" Harry turned around. 'Damn, Draco, see what you've done.'
"Nothing," he lied.
Harry frowned and unlocked the door. "For what?" he asked.
"What?"
"You're sorry for what?" Harry clarified.
"What? I didn't… When did I…"
"Nevermind, I'll forget I heard it," he opened the door. 'Damn blonde.' He walked out of the door.
"Stupid," Malfoy said, slumping down against the wall. "Why did you have to do that? YOU KISS THE BLOODY BASTARD!" He banged his fist against his forehead. 'It was good, though.' "Shut the hell up, what do you know?" The blonde set there, pondering, uh, arguing with himself. 'It wasn't supposed to happen. You were supposed to curse, curse him over and over and over.' "But I didn't. No, I fell into temptation." 'Dammit!'
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o.O Interesting chapter, yes? Was it too fast? I dunno, I had to play the Malfoy seduction card, works like a charm! Anyway, sorry for the long wait! Press the little purple thingy and tell me what you think! Thanks! No flames, please.
