Title: Creeping Up On You
Author: EmeraldDragon
Rating: R
Status/Parts:1/?
Paring: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Time Frame: Four years after graduation.
Disclaimers: Harry Potter, the names, places, and other things associated
with, belong to J.K. Rowling. The song "Creepin' Up On You" is by Darren
Hayes.
Summery: Harry has been missing since Graduation, for four years. There is
a reunion at Hogwarts, and Jay Evans is going to perform. Draco realizes
something when the famous singer pulls him aside. He reveals the true
identity of Jay. But can he keep it to himself?
Words/Length: This chapter is 2,796 words long.
Notes: Slash. Okay, I have this fic mostly done, but will only post one
chapter a day.
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I still think about him, that I won't deny. I have been thinking about him more than usual within the last few days. Maybe it is because today marks the forth year of his disappearance. Maybe it is because today is going to be the first day since graduation that I am going to be inside of Hogwarts. Whatever the reason was, I didn't know and I really didn't care. I just knew that for some reason I couldn't get Harry Potter off my mind.
He has been missing for four years to the day. He hasn't been seen since the night of graduation. He left that night without saying a word to anyone, including his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. I wasn't surprised that he had left without saying anything to me, because we both knew that when Hogwarts was out, there would be no way for us to continue our relationship. We both knew we had different dreams, and different life styles. We had said our goodbyes the night before graduation, and made it clear that we would probably never speak to each other again, and sure enough, we hadn't.
About a week ago, I received an owl from Head Master Dumbledore saying that there was going to be a reunion at Hogwarts today, for all students who graduated four years ago. I spent much time debating whether or not if I should attend the celebration today. I had even gone as far as to make a list of the pros and cons of going. When I was done they evened out though. I really did want to go to the reunion to see all of my old friends and see how everyone was doing, but on the other hand I was afraid that Hogwarts would remind me of Harry to much.
After several hours of debating, I decided that I should go. I remember reading that there would be a special appearance of by Jay Evans, a very famous singer in the wizard and muggle world alike. Who in my opinion, and many others, not only had the voice of and angel, but look like a god. If not for any other reason, I decided that that alone would be a good enough reason to go.
The Hogwarts Express was going to be making a special trip to take everyone to Hogwarts, and would be arriving at Platform 9 and ¾ at noon. I look to my side to see what time that my clock had read. 11:05. I only had 55 minutes to make it to the platform if I did indeed plan to go.
I quickly jumped up out of my bed and ran to my closest, going through all my clothing, thinking about what I should wear tonight. After about ten minutes of looking through my closet I decide on a pair of black leather pants, and a silver button down shirt. I quickly jumped into the shower, washed my hair, got out, brushed my teeth, threw on my clothes, grabbed the keys to my Benz and ran out the door while brushing my hair.
When I arrived to the platform I immediately spotted Hermione, who I became rather good friends with after Harry's disappearance, and ran over to her. "Draco! How nice it is to see you again. How are you doing? Where are you living now?" She said to me as she embraced me in a tight hug.
"Hermione. Wow, you look great. You sure have changed." I looked down at Hermione whose usually bushy hair was as straight as could be, and reached about to her waist now. She had on pair of low rise flares and baby blue sequin top. I took in her appearance for a moment before I remember to answer her questions. "I am currently living in Muggle London, as a matter of fact, those muggles really aren't that bad. I'm doing alright how about you? How are things with Ron?"
I looked at her, and saw her smile fade into a frown. "Oh Draco. I don't know. Ron and I have broken up. He says that I'm just not his type. He is going out with Lavender Brown now. Other than that though, I am doing alright."
I was surprised to her that her and the Weasel had broken up. I never did like him, but he did make Hermione happy. I looked over at her and she looked a little upset still. Leave it to me to bring up something to make her unhappy. I always was good at that sort of thing.
"I'm sorry to hear that Herm. I never would have expected you two to break up. You guys seemed like you really did love each other." The smile returned to her face, and she gave me another quick hug.
"Thank you Draco, but it's not your fault. By the way, you look fantastic. I love your hair, glad to see that you don't have it plastered to your head anymore. It looks a hell of a lot nicer naturally falling in your face." Not until she had said that, did I realize that I never did put my hair back. Did it really look that bad with gel in it? Everyone seemed to think so.
Just then I looked down at my clock and saw that the time was 11:49. I looked up at Hermione and said, "Hey why don't we get on the Express, it's going to be leaving any minute now. We can sit together if you'd like."
"Yes that would be nice." With that, we ran through the barrier between platforms nine and ten, and were soon standing right in front of the Hogwarts Express. I took a moment to look at my surroundings to see all the faces from my school days. It almost felt like going back for another year at Hogwarts.
Hermione took my hand, and drug onto the Express until we found an empty compartment. "Sorry," she started, "it's just that I saw Ron with Lavender, and I didn't want to be around that." I completely didn't blame her for that. I wouldn't want to be around that. Just then I saw a smile frown cross her face.
Then she started to talk slowly again "You know, if anyone would have told me that just four years after Hogwarts, that I wouldn't be friends with Ron anymore, and that Harry wouldn't even be around. I wouldn't have believed them" There it was, I was wondering how long it would last before one of us broke and mentioned Harry. "Yeah." was all that I could say. We both stayed quiet for the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
When we finally arrived at Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore was standing on the outside of school awaiting our arrival. Out of all the people that I have seen since I have arrived here, he is the only one who hasn't changed a bit. He was still happy, he still had that twinkle in his eyes, he was still the same old Dumbledore.
"Ah," He said while glancing over all of us. "How nice it is too see all of you again. I have heard very fine things about you. The reunion will start of with a feast for lunch in the Great Hall, and then we will proceed to the ceremony, where if you wish you may get up and speak about what has happened to you in the past years, and I would love to hear from each and everyone of you. Then after that I expect you all are going to want to spend some time with each other, talking and catching up on thins. Later on, I am sure you all know that we do have the one and only Jay Evans here to perform." When he mentioned that name, I could hear everyone's screams. Mainly that girls, but I heard some guys cheering as well.
Dumbledore must have sensed that everyone was anxious and hungry, so he gave the okay for everyone to go in and have lunch. I sat with Hermione, and we talked about all the things that we have done over the years. I wasn't very surprised to hear that she worked for the Ministry of Magic.
When everyone was finished eating, Dumbledore once again started to speak, "Well here we are. Time to hear from those of you who care to share what has happened to you in the years that we have all been apart. I am indeed very anxious to hear from all of you. Who would care to start?" A lot of hands were raised, but Dumbledore picked my ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson. "Yes Pansy." He said.
"Well. I have recently moved to America, and I have a job working on computers." She paused for a moment, then looked over at Goyle, who seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight. "I am also pleased to announces that Greg and I, are engaged to be married next month." She said with a smile on her pug looking face.
When she was done, Dumbledore chose Ginny Weasley. "I am currently teaching at a Muggle school, as a second grade teacher. I married Neville, whom I am sure you all know, just a year ago, and I am pregnant with his child at the moment." Everyone, including me cheered for her. I always knew that those two would end up together.
After another hour or so, almost everyone in the great hall had spoken about what that had done, when Professor Dumbledore, had called on me. At first I didn't really know what I was going to say. I didn't want to say that for the last four years I have had nothing on my mind but Harry Potter. No way. So I decided to go with the basics.
"Well most of you in here know that I am currently playing the seeker position for the England Quidditch Team. I am living in a very nice home in Muggle London, and when I am not playing Quidditch, spend time with myself thinking." I had to cut myself off, before I revealed what I spent my time thinking about.
"Well," Dumbledore said as he stood up. "I am very pleased to hear that you are all carrying on as well as you are. Now I know you have all sat patiently for the last two hours or so, so in a few moment I will introduce our guest." And with that he told everyone to please stand, and they did. He swept his wand, and all the table were gone, and there were some rather nice decorations and lighting in the room. Off to the corner there were a few small table and a bar, though I highly doubt many people would be sitting with Jay performing and all.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't even notice Jay come out on stage. He looked to die for. He had dark brown hair, and gorgeous green eyes. He was wearing a black top that you could see his muscles rather nicely through, and leather pants that did a rather nice job showing off his body. He picked up the mic and began to talk.
"Hey everyone, how are you all doing tonight?!" He asked, the crowd responded with a roar. I was near the front, standing by a rather excited Hermione. "Great. You all sound like you having a great time. Well, when I head about this, I had to dig out a song I wrote a while a go, quite a while ago, for someone here. I figured it would be the best way to start out. I like to call this song 'Creepin' Up On You.'"
He walked over to the center of the stag and signaled for the musicians to start. A middle paced song started and he sang:
"Creepin' up on you is the wrong thing to do I found your address got your phone number too Visit all the stores where you buy all your clothes Been to secret places you think nobody knows"
His voice was so angelic. He walked over to where Herm and I were standing and gave a soft smile which I could have swore was directed to me.
"If I have to breathe without you Nobody should...... I need to be around you Watchin' you"
All while he was singing this I could have swore he was staring at me with his beautiful eyes.
"No one else can love you like I do Feel it when I'm creepin' up on you I know that it wouldn't be right If I stayed all night Just to peek in on you Creepin' up on you"
While he was singing, I felt his eyes burning into my soul, that is when I knew that I was the one that this song was wrote for. I knew that he had wrote it for me, even though I don't ever recall meeting him.
"I been hanging round all the places you haunt Spying on your friends to find out what you want Drinking from the glass that you left on the bar Follow you around driving home in your car."
He still hadn't move from standing right in front of me. His eyes were still staring into mine, with a mix of emotions and I couldn't manage to pick them out.
"Do I have to breathe without you? Coz nobody could I need to be around you Watching you"
He moved from where he was over to the stairs that led of stage. He began to make his way through the crowd. I could still hear the screams of all the girls in the Hall.
"No one else can love you like I do Feel it when I'm creepin' up on you I know that it wouldn't be right If I stayed all night Just to peek in on you Creepin' up on you."
He was now pushing his way through the crowd, moving closer and closer to me, and I could feel my heart beat speeding up. His eyes, still looking deep within mine.
"This must be wrong It can't go on This kind of thing It's taking all my sanity and making a mockery This must be wrong It can't go on So Won't somebody free me from this misery Bring my baby closer to me"
He was now standing right by me. He waved his hand at his band, telling them to stop the music. There was a loud commotion in the Hall now and I heard some girl scream out "Hey, What's going on?"
He threw his mic as close as he could to the stage, grabbed me and pulled me closer, then he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Dray, I need to talk to you. What do you say we leave this place for a while?" I was to stunned to talk, so I nodded. He pulled something out of his pants pocket, and next thing I knew we were some where else, in a huge lit up room, that look surprisingly a lot like the Gryffindor Common Room. Then I started to put it together. This was the Gryffindor Common Room, those beautiful emerald eyes, how come I didn't notice it before? This man standing next to me, was none other than Harry Potter.
I still think about him, that I won't deny. I have been thinking about him more than usual within the last few days. Maybe it is because today marks the forth year of his disappearance. Maybe it is because today is going to be the first day since graduation that I am going to be inside of Hogwarts. Whatever the reason was, I didn't know and I really didn't care. I just knew that for some reason I couldn't get Harry Potter off my mind.
He has been missing for four years to the day. He hasn't been seen since the night of graduation. He left that night without saying a word to anyone, including his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. I wasn't surprised that he had left without saying anything to me, because we both knew that when Hogwarts was out, there would be no way for us to continue our relationship. We both knew we had different dreams, and different life styles. We had said our goodbyes the night before graduation, and made it clear that we would probably never speak to each other again, and sure enough, we hadn't.
About a week ago, I received an owl from Head Master Dumbledore saying that there was going to be a reunion at Hogwarts today, for all students who graduated four years ago. I spent much time debating whether or not if I should attend the celebration today. I had even gone as far as to make a list of the pros and cons of going. When I was done they evened out though. I really did want to go to the reunion to see all of my old friends and see how everyone was doing, but on the other hand I was afraid that Hogwarts would remind me of Harry to much.
After several hours of debating, I decided that I should go. I remember reading that there would be a special appearance of by Jay Evans, a very famous singer in the wizard and muggle world alike. Who in my opinion, and many others, not only had the voice of and angel, but look like a god. If not for any other reason, I decided that that alone would be a good enough reason to go.
The Hogwarts Express was going to be making a special trip to take everyone to Hogwarts, and would be arriving at Platform 9 and ¾ at noon. I look to my side to see what time that my clock had read. 11:05. I only had 55 minutes to make it to the platform if I did indeed plan to go.
I quickly jumped up out of my bed and ran to my closest, going through all my clothing, thinking about what I should wear tonight. After about ten minutes of looking through my closet I decide on a pair of black leather pants, and a silver button down shirt. I quickly jumped into the shower, washed my hair, got out, brushed my teeth, threw on my clothes, grabbed the keys to my Benz and ran out the door while brushing my hair.
When I arrived to the platform I immediately spotted Hermione, who I became rather good friends with after Harry's disappearance, and ran over to her. "Draco! How nice it is to see you again. How are you doing? Where are you living now?" She said to me as she embraced me in a tight hug.
"Hermione. Wow, you look great. You sure have changed." I looked down at Hermione whose usually bushy hair was as straight as could be, and reached about to her waist now. She had on pair of low rise flares and baby blue sequin top. I took in her appearance for a moment before I remember to answer her questions. "I am currently living in Muggle London, as a matter of fact, those muggles really aren't that bad. I'm doing alright how about you? How are things with Ron?"
I looked at her, and saw her smile fade into a frown. "Oh Draco. I don't know. Ron and I have broken up. He says that I'm just not his type. He is going out with Lavender Brown now. Other than that though, I am doing alright."
I was surprised to her that her and the Weasel had broken up. I never did like him, but he did make Hermione happy. I looked over at her and she looked a little upset still. Leave it to me to bring up something to make her unhappy. I always was good at that sort of thing.
"I'm sorry to hear that Herm. I never would have expected you two to break up. You guys seemed like you really did love each other." The smile returned to her face, and she gave me another quick hug.
"Thank you Draco, but it's not your fault. By the way, you look fantastic. I love your hair, glad to see that you don't have it plastered to your head anymore. It looks a hell of a lot nicer naturally falling in your face." Not until she had said that, did I realize that I never did put my hair back. Did it really look that bad with gel in it? Everyone seemed to think so.
Just then I looked down at my clock and saw that the time was 11:49. I looked up at Hermione and said, "Hey why don't we get on the Express, it's going to be leaving any minute now. We can sit together if you'd like."
"Yes that would be nice." With that, we ran through the barrier between platforms nine and ten, and were soon standing right in front of the Hogwarts Express. I took a moment to look at my surroundings to see all the faces from my school days. It almost felt like going back for another year at Hogwarts.
Hermione took my hand, and drug onto the Express until we found an empty compartment. "Sorry," she started, "it's just that I saw Ron with Lavender, and I didn't want to be around that." I completely didn't blame her for that. I wouldn't want to be around that. Just then I saw a smile frown cross her face.
Then she started to talk slowly again "You know, if anyone would have told me that just four years after Hogwarts, that I wouldn't be friends with Ron anymore, and that Harry wouldn't even be around. I wouldn't have believed them" There it was, I was wondering how long it would last before one of us broke and mentioned Harry. "Yeah." was all that I could say. We both stayed quiet for the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
When we finally arrived at Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore was standing on the outside of school awaiting our arrival. Out of all the people that I have seen since I have arrived here, he is the only one who hasn't changed a bit. He was still happy, he still had that twinkle in his eyes, he was still the same old Dumbledore.
"Ah," He said while glancing over all of us. "How nice it is too see all of you again. I have heard very fine things about you. The reunion will start of with a feast for lunch in the Great Hall, and then we will proceed to the ceremony, where if you wish you may get up and speak about what has happened to you in the past years, and I would love to hear from each and everyone of you. Then after that I expect you all are going to want to spend some time with each other, talking and catching up on thins. Later on, I am sure you all know that we do have the one and only Jay Evans here to perform." When he mentioned that name, I could hear everyone's screams. Mainly that girls, but I heard some guys cheering as well.
Dumbledore must have sensed that everyone was anxious and hungry, so he gave the okay for everyone to go in and have lunch. I sat with Hermione, and we talked about all the things that we have done over the years. I wasn't very surprised to hear that she worked for the Ministry of Magic.
When everyone was finished eating, Dumbledore once again started to speak, "Well here we are. Time to hear from those of you who care to share what has happened to you in the years that we have all been apart. I am indeed very anxious to hear from all of you. Who would care to start?" A lot of hands were raised, but Dumbledore picked my ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson. "Yes Pansy." He said.
"Well. I have recently moved to America, and I have a job working on computers." She paused for a moment, then looked over at Goyle, who seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight. "I am also pleased to announces that Greg and I, are engaged to be married next month." She said with a smile on her pug looking face.
When she was done, Dumbledore chose Ginny Weasley. "I am currently teaching at a Muggle school, as a second grade teacher. I married Neville, whom I am sure you all know, just a year ago, and I am pregnant with his child at the moment." Everyone, including me cheered for her. I always knew that those two would end up together.
After another hour or so, almost everyone in the great hall had spoken about what that had done, when Professor Dumbledore, had called on me. At first I didn't really know what I was going to say. I didn't want to say that for the last four years I have had nothing on my mind but Harry Potter. No way. So I decided to go with the basics.
"Well most of you in here know that I am currently playing the seeker position for the England Quidditch Team. I am living in a very nice home in Muggle London, and when I am not playing Quidditch, spend time with myself thinking." I had to cut myself off, before I revealed what I spent my time thinking about.
"Well," Dumbledore said as he stood up. "I am very pleased to hear that you are all carrying on as well as you are. Now I know you have all sat patiently for the last two hours or so, so in a few moment I will introduce our guest." And with that he told everyone to please stand, and they did. He swept his wand, and all the table were gone, and there were some rather nice decorations and lighting in the room. Off to the corner there were a few small table and a bar, though I highly doubt many people would be sitting with Jay performing and all.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't even notice Jay come out on stage. He looked to die for. He had dark brown hair, and gorgeous green eyes. He was wearing a black top that you could see his muscles rather nicely through, and leather pants that did a rather nice job showing off his body. He picked up the mic and began to talk.
"Hey everyone, how are you all doing tonight?!" He asked, the crowd responded with a roar. I was near the front, standing by a rather excited Hermione. "Great. You all sound like you having a great time. Well, when I head about this, I had to dig out a song I wrote a while a go, quite a while ago, for someone here. I figured it would be the best way to start out. I like to call this song 'Creepin' Up On You.'"
He walked over to the center of the stag and signaled for the musicians to start. A middle paced song started and he sang:
"Creepin' up on you is the wrong thing to do I found your address got your phone number too Visit all the stores where you buy all your clothes Been to secret places you think nobody knows"
His voice was so angelic. He walked over to where Herm and I were standing and gave a soft smile which I could have swore was directed to me.
"If I have to breathe without you Nobody should...... I need to be around you Watchin' you"
All while he was singing this I could have swore he was staring at me with his beautiful eyes.
"No one else can love you like I do Feel it when I'm creepin' up on you I know that it wouldn't be right If I stayed all night Just to peek in on you Creepin' up on you"
While he was singing, I felt his eyes burning into my soul, that is when I knew that I was the one that this song was wrote for. I knew that he had wrote it for me, even though I don't ever recall meeting him.
"I been hanging round all the places you haunt Spying on your friends to find out what you want Drinking from the glass that you left on the bar Follow you around driving home in your car."
He still hadn't move from standing right in front of me. His eyes were still staring into mine, with a mix of emotions and I couldn't manage to pick them out.
"Do I have to breathe without you? Coz nobody could I need to be around you Watching you"
He moved from where he was over to the stairs that led of stage. He began to make his way through the crowd. I could still hear the screams of all the girls in the Hall.
"No one else can love you like I do Feel it when I'm creepin' up on you I know that it wouldn't be right If I stayed all night Just to peek in on you Creepin' up on you."
He was now pushing his way through the crowd, moving closer and closer to me, and I could feel my heart beat speeding up. His eyes, still looking deep within mine.
"This must be wrong It can't go on This kind of thing It's taking all my sanity and making a mockery This must be wrong It can't go on So Won't somebody free me from this misery Bring my baby closer to me"
He was now standing right by me. He waved his hand at his band, telling them to stop the music. There was a loud commotion in the Hall now and I heard some girl scream out "Hey, What's going on?"
He threw his mic as close as he could to the stage, grabbed me and pulled me closer, then he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Dray, I need to talk to you. What do you say we leave this place for a while?" I was to stunned to talk, so I nodded. He pulled something out of his pants pocket, and next thing I knew we were some where else, in a huge lit up room, that look surprisingly a lot like the Gryffindor Common Room. Then I started to put it together. This was the Gryffindor Common Room, those beautiful emerald eyes, how come I didn't notice it before? This man standing next to me, was none other than Harry Potter.