This story may contain some shonen-ai in future chapters but I haven't written the whole thing yet, so I'm not sure. There will be shonen-ai and maybe some yaoi in the sequel though, so look out for that in the future if you like boyXboy lovin! If you don't then go away!
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use your idea for Harry's nightmare in this chapter. Thank you very much
for the idea and I hope you enjoy the chapter!
angel74: In the first version of this story, Draco wasn't nice
to little Harry very much at all in the beginning. However, when I rewrote
the story, he turned out to be a lot kinder. And as for the way I categorized
this, well, I'm dumb, and I really wasn't very sure how to label this,
so just ignore the Romance part. There will be a smidgen of angst in later
chapters, as well as some fluff.
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Childhood Simplicity
Draco was frightfully awakened
by something kicking and screaming in his arms. As his mind struggled to
focus, he realized that it was Harry, trying hard to escape his grasp,
thought he seemed to be still asleep. Draco sat up in bed, panic clearly
visible in his eyes. He grabbed Harry's wrists, trying to stop the screaming
boy.
"Harry? Harry, wake up!"
Draco continued to call out Harry's name but the boy only cried and struggled
more. Draco was quickly becoming desperate and did the only thing he could
think of. He pulled Harry to his chest, wrapping his arms around the boy
in a firm embrace. He rocked back and forth as Harry kicked, punched and
cried in his arms. Draco simply continued to hold the boy, even when Harry
hit him square in the jaw.
"Harry...shhhhh...it'll
be ok...just wake up..."
Draco was a bit shocked
when he felt the boy go still in his arms. He loosened his grip on the
boy and set him in his lap. He stared, concerned, at Harry, who had a very
dazed and confused look in his eyes.
"Harry?" Draco blinked as
Harry's brows knitted together and little tears began to form in his eyes.
"Draky!" Draco blinked again
as Harry fell against his chest, now crying his heart out. "Draky, it was
horrible!"
"Shhhh, it's okay now, Harry.
It was just a dream," Draco said, wrapping his arms around Harry once again
and running his fingers through the boy's ebony hair. "Do you want to tell
me about it?"
Harry looked up at him,
wiping his eyes on his sleeve, and looked as though he was trying to decide
whether or not to tell Draco. He finally made up his mind and nodded his
head wearily. "It was okay at first cause I was dreamin' that you and me
were in this big, pretty field wif lotsa pretty flowers." Harry stretched
his arms wide to emphasize the word 'big'. "And we were playin' and laughin'
and it was really fun! But then..." Harry hesitated but the way Draco was
rubbing his back was very comforting and he decided to continue. "But then,
you turned into my Uncle Vernon...and he started hitting me and kicking
me and it hurt so much and I was crying and it really hurt! But it got
worser cause then he took off his belt and he hit me with that too. Oh,
and it was so horrible, Draky! And that's when I woke up."
Draco starred at Harry in
shock. He was at a loss for word as to what to say to comfort the boy.
He had never had to deal with anything like this. Harry leaned against
him, resting his head against his chest, tears still flowing from his eyes.
Draco snapped out of his dazed state and laid them both back down in bed.
Harry seemed content enough with Draco's silence so the older boy remained
quiet. Harry opened his eyes, which he had closed sleepily before, and
met Draco's silver gaze. Draco blinked as Harry's eyes grew wide and a
little gasp escaped his lips.
"Draky! Are you okay?" he
said, resting a hand gently on Draco's cheek, which was beginning to turn
purple from where he had hit him earlier.
Draco chuckled a bit at
the boy's worried little face. "Yeah, I'm fine. It's just a little bruise.
It'll probably be gone by lunch time. It's nothing to-" Draco was cut off
as Harry leaned in and gently kissed his discolored cheek. Draco smiled
as he felt Harry's soft lips on his skin. No one had ever kissed his booboos
before, not even his mother. Draco rested his forehead against Harry's
tiny shoulder as the boy wrapped his arms around his neck and shoulders.
He once again felt an overwhelming feeling of happiness well up inside
of him as he fell asleep in Harry's warm, caring embrace.
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Draco placed a hand over
his eyes, hiding the clouds, which floated nonchalantly overhead, from
his view. He could feel a gentle breeze sweeping over his face, carrying
the smell of the earth beneath him to his senses. He felt Harry's arms
tighten slightly around his neck and felt the boy's lips on his cheek for
the fifth time that day. Even though the bruise was nearly gone, it seemed
that Harry still felt guilty from when he had hit Draco earlier that Saturday
morning.
Draco lifted his head when
he heard footsteps coming his way. He and Harry both sat up as Ron and
Hermione continued to walk toward them. Draco tried to put on his usual
sneer but found that he couldn't as Harry crawled nervously into his lap.
Draco also found that he couldn't suppress the snicker that escaped his
lips when he saw Ron's look of utter horror at his best friends actions.
"Um, H-hi Mal-uh, Draco."
Atleast Hermione looked like she was trying to be civil.
"What do you want?" Draco
really didn't need Harry's friends trying to take the boy away from him.
"Uh, well, I was wondering
if I could maybe talk to you...alone." Hermione glanced at Harry.
Draco sighed as he realized
that he probably wouldn't be able to get out of this one judging by the
determination in the girls eyes. "Harry, why don't you go play with Ron
while I talk with Hermione, okay?" he said, pointing to the red headed
boy seeing as it looked as though Harry didn't remember his two friends.
Harry looked a bit worried at first, but the way Draco smiled at him reassured
him. Hermione sat down in front of him as he watched Harry and Ron walk
a few yards away.
Hermione sighed heavily,
drawing Draco's attention back to her. "Draco, what's going on?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, what's up with
the way you've been treating Harry? It's like he's a little brother or
something."
"Well would you rather have
me be mean to him?"
"Well, no, but this just
isn't like you. I mean, you and Harry have been enemies since you first
met and now you're all buddy-buddy. Not that I'm really complaining. I've
wanted this rivalry between the two of you to stop for a while, even if
you are a prat."
"Gee, thanks. So, what's
your point?"
"My point is, what are you
going to do when Harry is back to his normal, older self? Do you just plan
on goin back to hating him? Are you just going to forget what a wonderful
time you've had being his friend?"
Draco hugged his legs to
his chest. He glanced at Harry and sighed.
He hadn't thought of that.
"I-I don't know. Honestly,
I don't want things to go back to the way they were, not after this. As
un-Malfoyish as it sounds, I like being friends with Harry."
"Well, Draco, I don't know
about Ron, or even Harry, but I certainly wouldn't be opposed to throwing
up the white flag if you wouldn't." Hermione smiled questioningly.
Draco flashed something
between a smirk and a grin at her. "My father would murder me if he knew
I was agreeing to be friends with a mudblood. But do you think Harry would
be willing to become friends as well?"
Hermione's smile brightened.
"It may take a little work, but I don't think he would be completely against
it. I can certainly try and persuade him, if you want."
"You would really do that
for me?"
"Sure, but I'm not going to
lie to Harry just to make you look good, so you'd better start acting a
bit nicer so that I can tell him the truth about you."
"Alright, alright, I got
ya."
Their conversation was brought
to an end as Harry came running up to Draco, with Ron following behind
him.
"Draky, look what I made
for you!" Harry held up a crown of little white and yellow flowers, identical
to the one atop his own unruly black hair.
"Sorry, I tried to stop
him, but he said you guys had talked long enough," Ron explained, panting
a little.
"That's alright, we were
just finishing up anyways," Hermione reassured him. They both watched as
Harry placed the crown on Draco's head and then plopped down into his lap.
The boy then began to wipe the dirt and pollen on his hands off onto his
robes. Draco sighed as he realized that he had yet to give neither Harry
or himself a bath in the past 3 days.
"Well, I suppose it's time
we got going," Hermione said as she stood. "See you later, Draco. Bye Harry,"
she said before she and Ron began to leave. Harry waved his dirty little
hands good-bye as Draco mumbled a short "see ya." Not too long after Ron
and Hermione had disappeared back into the school, Draco and harry followed
suite.
*Sorry about his chapter taking so long. It was hard for me to write.
I was gonna add some cute little, eat your heart out, make you squeal,
adorable fluffy sort of thing, but I decided to make you guys wait until
the next chapter. XD sorry, I can't help being evil. Review please!
