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Darcey Fate and the plot/
Harry awoke with a strange ache in places he'd rather not mention. He turned to see Draco laying next to him. Harry smiled as the events that took place the night before came flooding back into his memory. He still could not believe that he lost his virginity to Draco Malfoy. Although, deep in Harry's heart he knew that Draco was the one. The one he was meant to spent the rest of his life with.
Draco woke up to Harry staring at him with a gigantic smile.
"Watching me sleep now?" Draco smiled.
"I just woke up. When I realized what happened I started thinking." Harry proclaimed.
"What were you thinking about?" asked Draco.
"At first I was thinking, 'What would the past me say if I told him he would loose his virginity to his arch enemy, Draco Malfoy?', but then I got to thinking about how much I love you." Harry replied.
Draco laughed. "The past you would have kicked your ass."
Harry laughed too. "You're probably right."
"So what are you going to tell those friends of yours?"
"Nothing. We are no longer friends." Harry's light heartiness had just fallen and crashed into the ground.
"What happened?" Draco asked.
"We got into a fight."
"It wasn't about me I hope."
"No, just stupid shit. Like Ron accused me of not appreciating them enough. But it doesn't matter now. It is over and done with. I am moving on." Harry said more to himself than to Draco.
"Well that's a shame."
"Why?"
"I always envied you because you had loyal, loving friends who always stuck by you no matter what the consequence," said Draco.
"Is that right?" Harry said, snuggling into Draco's chest.
"Mm hmm." replied Draco.
Now Harry felt bad about what he said to his friends. Well, at least Hermione. Draco was right, they were always there for him no matter what. Maybe they were right... Maybe he hadn't been appreciating them as much as he should be. They have been through a lot in the past years all because of some maniac trying to kill Harry. If it wasn't for him, they would have never been in any life threatening danger.
Harry got up to put his clothes on.
"Where are you going?" Draco pouted.
"To get my friends back." Harry smiled, gave Draco a quick kiss, and left to the Gryffindor tower.
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Harry walked in and immediately scanned the common room for Ron and Hermione and soon found them. They were playing chess in the far corner.
"Hey guys." Harry greeted.
They acted as if Harry were not there. "Checkmate." Ron said with a conquering smile.
"Ron, Hermione?"
They did nothing but look at each other.
"Did you hear something, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Look, guys, I'm sorry for the way I acted. I am ashamed of the way I handled the situation and hope you can forgive me. My emotions were overflowing that day, and sadness turned to anger rather quickly. I do appreciate you. You have been through hell trying to help me these past few years. I'm sorry.
They quickly got up and hugged him. Finally, his conscience was free!
"Oh Harry, we've missed you so much." Hermione managed to choke out through her sobs.
"Glad to have you back mate," said Ron.
Harry grabbed a chair and sat with them.
"So anything new happen while I was being a dick?" Harry asked.
Apparently, Hermione read about 8 new books, and Ron sat and watched her read.
"Sounds exciting." Harry said sarcastically.
"What about you? Anything new while you were off being a dick?" Ron said. Hermione slapped him in the arm.
Last night me and Draco got back together." Harry grinned wildly.
"We figured you would. It's obvious how you two feel about each other." stated Hermione.
"How?"
"Well, with you it is REALLY obvious. And with Malfoy, well... If he out right told you what You Know Who was planning,
then he probably reciprocates those feelings. Not many people would go behind his back without some devotion
involved." Ron replied.
"So that's what you guys were keeping from me? That Draco had feelings for me? Why would you do such a thing?" said
a very hurt Harry.
"Harry... we didn't want to see you get hurt again. After all you did come in that night crying because of HIM. We thought
if you didn't know, you couldn't get hurt again." Hermione explained slowly.
"Well next time clue me in. I don't want to have to get mad at you guys again. You've caused enough anger."
"Will do, Harry." Ron smiled.
"I have to go now though. I'll talk to you later."
Hermione's smile widened. "Good luck."
"I don't need luck. I'm good..." Harry said as he walked out of the portrait hole.
When he returned he noted that Draco had fallen asleep. Harry crawled under the sheets and held Draco close.
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Harry was running through the forest. Running from the horror. From the pain. Gruesome images filled his mind as he
thought of what he had just witnessed. Death. It was everywhere.
"Come back here." A familiar hissing sound erupted throughout the dark woods.
Harry's body betrayed his mind as he turned and walked back to the horrid cabin. Bloody, mangled bodies covered the
floor. Harry felt the urge to vomit.
"You're next."
Harry turned only to come face to face with dark-brown slits for eyes. He knew those dreaded eyes. They belonged to
Voldemort.
"What are you going to do with me?" Harry asked nervously.
"First I am going to kill that little fucking traitor. Then all your friends and every one you care about. Eventually you will go
insane. But before you slip into insanity I will kill you. I'll be sure to make it slow and agonizing. How does that sound?"
"You are a disgusting, vile creature who doesn't deserve to walk on this planet. I will never let you touch Draco or my
friends." Harry spat.
"Is that so?"
The evil grin that was planted on his face scared the living hell out of Harry. 'What the hell is going on?'
"Crucio!"
Silence filled the forest, all except for Harry's screams, that is.
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"Harry!" Draco yelled, pulling Harry out of his dream state.
"AHHH!" Harry awoke screaming. He sat up. Harry was drenched in sweat. When his sights finally settled on Draco, he
clung to the boy as if his life depended on it.
Remembering the significance of his dream, he started to cry against Draco.
"H-He said that he was going to kill you and everyone else I cared about." Harry whined.
"Who, Dearest?"
"V-Voldemort." Harry replied.
Fear washed over Draco. "But that was just a dream, right?"
"They almost never are. I have a direct connection with Voldemort himself through this scar." He gestured to his forehead
where his scar resided. "He can sent me images." He explained his dream in full detail to Draco. "I can still feel the
Crutacious Curse coursing through my body." Harry cried harder.
"Shhh... Harry, it's going to be just fine. We are in Hogwarts. He can't hurt anyone in here. You need to go tell
Dumbledore about your dream."
"Will you go with me please?"
"Anything for you." He smiled weakly.
Harry hung on to Draco's arm while they walked to Dumbledore's office.
"Chocolate Cheesecake." Harry said softly, his voice tired from crying.
The statue jumped to life and cleared the path for them.
Dumbledore was already there organizing papers on his desk.
"Ah, Harry, what brings you here at such a beautiful time of day?" He asked. When he noticed Harry and Draco holding
hands that familiar twinkle appeared in his eyes.
"I had a dream about Voldemort." The twinkle had gone and his eyes shaded over. Harry explained his dream to
Dumbledore.
"So he knows Draco is unwilling to join him apparently, and knows of your relationship somehow." Dumbledore stated.
"Holy fuck! If he knows, then my father surely knows. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. I am dead for sure." Draco paced back
and forth through the room.
"Calm down Mr. Malfoy. As long as you are under my protection no one will be able to hurt you or Harry." Draco stopped
pacing and took Harry's hand once more.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"There is no need for apologies at this point." Dumbledore sighed. "You may go eat lunch now i you wish."
They left with no further questions.
"Oh Harry, it was horrible. I woke up to you screaming. I had no idea what do. I tried several times to wake you. I felt so
helpless." Draco admitted.
"That's okay Drake. There was nothing you could do. he important thing is that you tried your best." Harry kissed him.
They were a few feet from the entrance to the Great Hall. Harry pulled his hand away from Draco's. Draco took it back.
Harry looked at him confused.
"The only reason I didn't out us before is because of my father. Now that he supposedly knows, there is no point in
hiding the fact that I'm in love with you to the entire school." Draco told him.
"You can sit with me, Hermione, and Ron if you like." Harry offered.
"I think that would be best. I am guessing the Slytherins will not be too happy."
Hand in hand, they walked through the big oak doors. Gasps filled the hall as people realized who had walked in. They
took their seats at the Gryffindor table.
Ron and Hermione smiled. "Welcome to the table, Malfoy." They greeted.
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Harry and Ron walked into the dorm that night.
Harry sat on his own bed. It felt like he had not been on it for a week, but it had only been one day.
"So what did you and Malfoy do this morning?" Ron wiggled his eyebrows.
"After I left here I went back to the room of requirement. Draco was still asleep so I crawled into bed and slept with him."
Ron made a gagging sound.
"Ugh! I can't believe you are going out with Malfoy! I mean, not long ago he was teasing us and calling us names."
"He's a good guy. You'll just have to get to know him better. Maybe the four of us could all get together for Christmas."
Harry suggested
"Hermione's staying with her family this year." Ron said.
"Oh well. It will just be the three of us then."
Ron groaned.
"Deal with it, you going to get to know Draco and I don't want to hear another bad thing about him coming out of your
mouth again. Is that understood?"
"Whatever."
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Harry didn't mean not to tell Ron about his dream, but he just couldn't. He didn't want them to worry. They deserved a break. But before Harry could explore his thoughts any further Ron burst into the room.
"Harry!" He whimpered.
"What is it now Ron? You had better not be trying to get out of having Christmas with Draco." Harry glared.
"No, no. Wouldn't dream of canceling that..."
"So? What is it? I haven't got all day." Harry said rather impatiently.
"Well, there's this girl... We have been friends for a while now. Her name is Darcey Fate, she's a Slytherin. She just
recently admitted to liking me. And I like her to. What the hell am I going to do?"
Harry sighed. "Well, you are going to have to decide which girl you like more. Hermione or Darcey. There are your options. Choose." Harry demanded.
"It's hard though. Hermione is so smart and kind. Darcey is smart in a totally different sense, plus she is drop-dead sexy."
"The question you have to ask yourself is, which one can you see yourself with in the long run?"
"You can meet Darcey. She is staying for the holidays, and Hermione will be gone, so she can't cause any problems." Ron
mused.
"Whatever makes you happy Ron, just make sure you choose with your heart and not you groin." Harry warned.
Ron laughed. "I'll do my best."
"Make sure you do."
There was a serious pause.
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Winter was upon them. There was five days left until Christmas. Most of the students had gone the day before to spend time with their families.
Harry awoke in Draco's arms, just the way he liked it. He felt safe with Draco. Not that he had admitted it to anyone. He
kissed Draco lightly on the lips. Draco's eyes fluttered open.
"Time for breakfast Drake."
"Since when am I Drake?" Draco said sleepily.
"Since I started calling you Drake."
A giant grin appeared on Draco's face. "I like it."
They walked together to the Great Hall and took their seats at the Gryffindor table across for a lonely Ron.
"So are we still on for Christmas day?" Harry asked the two of them.
"As sad as it is, yes." answered Ron.
"I can't wait." Draco gave Harry a small kiss. Small, but effective. Harry was blushing. He wasn't really used to attention
out side of the room of requirement.
"So, we will meet at the room, then we'll go to the Gryffindor tower, where Ron will let us in. Seeing as how you are not
allowed to know the password." Harry told Draco.
"Oh, like I would want the password. Gryffindors don't interest me."
Harry pouted.
"Except for you of course."
Not a very good comeback, but he tried so he got points in Harry's book.
"Psst. Harry, here she comes."
Harry turned to see a girl walking thought the front doors. She had long, silky, reddish-blond hair. Her bright blue eyes shown from even the far side of the Great Hall.
'Poor Hermione' was all Harry could think.
A/N: I worked hard to get this done. please review and tell me if you like it or not.
Harry awoke with a strange ache in places he'd rather not mention. He turned to see Draco laying next to him. Harry smiled as the events that took place the night before came flooding back into his memory. He still could not believe that he lost his virginity to Draco Malfoy. Although, deep in Harry's heart he knew that Draco was the one. The one he was meant to spent the rest of his life with.
Draco woke up to Harry staring at him with a gigantic smile.
"Watching me sleep now?" Draco smiled.
"I just woke up. When I realized what happened I started thinking." Harry proclaimed.
"What were you thinking about?" asked Draco.
"At first I was thinking, 'What would the past me say if I told him he would loose his virginity to his arch enemy, Draco Malfoy?', but then I got to thinking about how much I love you." Harry replied.
Draco laughed. "The past you would have kicked your ass."
Harry laughed too. "You're probably right."
"So what are you going to tell those friends of yours?"
"Nothing. We are no longer friends." Harry's light heartiness had just fallen and crashed into the ground.
"What happened?" Draco asked.
"We got into a fight."
"It wasn't about me I hope."
"No, just stupid shit. Like Ron accused me of not appreciating them enough. But it doesn't matter now. It is over and done with. I am moving on." Harry said more to himself than to Draco.
"Well that's a shame."
"Why?"
"I always envied you because you had loyal, loving friends who always stuck by you no matter what the consequence," said Draco.
"Is that right?" Harry said, snuggling into Draco's chest.
"Mm hmm." replied Draco.
Now Harry felt bad about what he said to his friends. Well, at least Hermione. Draco was right, they were always there for him no matter what. Maybe they were right... Maybe he hadn't been appreciating them as much as he should be. They have been through a lot in the past years all because of some maniac trying to kill Harry. If it wasn't for him, they would have never been in any life threatening danger.
Harry got up to put his clothes on.
"Where are you going?" Draco pouted.
"To get my friends back." Harry smiled, gave Draco a quick kiss, and left to the Gryffindor tower.
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Harry walked in and immediately scanned the common room for Ron and Hermione and soon found them. They were playing chess in the far corner.
"Hey guys." Harry greeted.
They acted as if Harry were not there. "Checkmate." Ron said with a conquering smile.
"Ron, Hermione?"
They did nothing but look at each other.
"Did you hear something, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Look, guys, I'm sorry for the way I acted. I am ashamed of the way I handled the situation and hope you can forgive me. My emotions were overflowing that day, and sadness turned to anger rather quickly. I do appreciate you. You have been through hell trying to help me these past few years. I'm sorry.
They quickly got up and hugged him. Finally, his conscience was free!
"Oh Harry, we've missed you so much." Hermione managed to choke out through her sobs.
"Glad to have you back mate," said Ron.
Harry grabbed a chair and sat with them.
"So anything new happen while I was being a dick?" Harry asked.
Apparently, Hermione read about 8 new books, and Ron sat and watched her read.
"Sounds exciting." Harry said sarcastically.
"What about you? Anything new while you were off being a dick?" Ron said. Hermione slapped him in the arm.
Last night me and Draco got back together." Harry grinned wildly.
"We figured you would. It's obvious how you two feel about each other." stated Hermione.
"How?"
"Well, with you it is REALLY obvious. And with Malfoy, well... If he out right told you what You Know Who was planning,
then he probably reciprocates those feelings. Not many people would go behind his back without some devotion
involved." Ron replied.
"So that's what you guys were keeping from me? That Draco had feelings for me? Why would you do such a thing?" said
a very hurt Harry.
"Harry... we didn't want to see you get hurt again. After all you did come in that night crying because of HIM. We thought
if you didn't know, you couldn't get hurt again." Hermione explained slowly.
"Well next time clue me in. I don't want to have to get mad at you guys again. You've caused enough anger."
"Will do, Harry." Ron smiled.
"I have to go now though. I'll talk to you later."
Hermione's smile widened. "Good luck."
"I don't need luck. I'm good..." Harry said as he walked out of the portrait hole.
When he returned he noted that Draco had fallen asleep. Harry crawled under the sheets and held Draco close.
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Harry was running through the forest. Running from the horror. From the pain. Gruesome images filled his mind as he
thought of what he had just witnessed. Death. It was everywhere.
"Come back here." A familiar hissing sound erupted throughout the dark woods.
Harry's body betrayed his mind as he turned and walked back to the horrid cabin. Bloody, mangled bodies covered the
floor. Harry felt the urge to vomit.
"You're next."
Harry turned only to come face to face with dark-brown slits for eyes. He knew those dreaded eyes. They belonged to
Voldemort.
"What are you going to do with me?" Harry asked nervously.
"First I am going to kill that little fucking traitor. Then all your friends and every one you care about. Eventually you will go
insane. But before you slip into insanity I will kill you. I'll be sure to make it slow and agonizing. How does that sound?"
"You are a disgusting, vile creature who doesn't deserve to walk on this planet. I will never let you touch Draco or my
friends." Harry spat.
"Is that so?"
The evil grin that was planted on his face scared the living hell out of Harry. 'What the hell is going on?'
"Crucio!"
Silence filled the forest, all except for Harry's screams, that is.
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"Harry!" Draco yelled, pulling Harry out of his dream state.
"AHHH!" Harry awoke screaming. He sat up. Harry was drenched in sweat. When his sights finally settled on Draco, he
clung to the boy as if his life depended on it.
Remembering the significance of his dream, he started to cry against Draco.
"H-He said that he was going to kill you and everyone else I cared about." Harry whined.
"Who, Dearest?"
"V-Voldemort." Harry replied.
Fear washed over Draco. "But that was just a dream, right?"
"They almost never are. I have a direct connection with Voldemort himself through this scar." He gestured to his forehead
where his scar resided. "He can sent me images." He explained his dream in full detail to Draco. "I can still feel the
Crutacious Curse coursing through my body." Harry cried harder.
"Shhh... Harry, it's going to be just fine. We are in Hogwarts. He can't hurt anyone in here. You need to go tell
Dumbledore about your dream."
"Will you go with me please?"
"Anything for you." He smiled weakly.
Harry hung on to Draco's arm while they walked to Dumbledore's office.
"Chocolate Cheesecake." Harry said softly, his voice tired from crying.
The statue jumped to life and cleared the path for them.
Dumbledore was already there organizing papers on his desk.
"Ah, Harry, what brings you here at such a beautiful time of day?" He asked. When he noticed Harry and Draco holding
hands that familiar twinkle appeared in his eyes.
"I had a dream about Voldemort." The twinkle had gone and his eyes shaded over. Harry explained his dream to
Dumbledore.
"So he knows Draco is unwilling to join him apparently, and knows of your relationship somehow." Dumbledore stated.
"Holy fuck! If he knows, then my father surely knows. Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. I am dead for sure." Draco paced back
and forth through the room.
"Calm down Mr. Malfoy. As long as you are under my protection no one will be able to hurt you or Harry." Draco stopped
pacing and took Harry's hand once more.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"There is no need for apologies at this point." Dumbledore sighed. "You may go eat lunch now i you wish."
They left with no further questions.
"Oh Harry, it was horrible. I woke up to you screaming. I had no idea what do. I tried several times to wake you. I felt so
helpless." Draco admitted.
"That's okay Drake. There was nothing you could do. he important thing is that you tried your best." Harry kissed him.
They were a few feet from the entrance to the Great Hall. Harry pulled his hand away from Draco's. Draco took it back.
Harry looked at him confused.
"The only reason I didn't out us before is because of my father. Now that he supposedly knows, there is no point in
hiding the fact that I'm in love with you to the entire school." Draco told him.
"You can sit with me, Hermione, and Ron if you like." Harry offered.
"I think that would be best. I am guessing the Slytherins will not be too happy."
Hand in hand, they walked through the big oak doors. Gasps filled the hall as people realized who had walked in. They
took their seats at the Gryffindor table.
Ron and Hermione smiled. "Welcome to the table, Malfoy." They greeted.
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Harry and Ron walked into the dorm that night.
Harry sat on his own bed. It felt like he had not been on it for a week, but it had only been one day.
"So what did you and Malfoy do this morning?" Ron wiggled his eyebrows.
"After I left here I went back to the room of requirement. Draco was still asleep so I crawled into bed and slept with him."
Ron made a gagging sound.
"Ugh! I can't believe you are going out with Malfoy! I mean, not long ago he was teasing us and calling us names."
"He's a good guy. You'll just have to get to know him better. Maybe the four of us could all get together for Christmas."
Harry suggested
"Hermione's staying with her family this year." Ron said.
"Oh well. It will just be the three of us then."
Ron groaned.
"Deal with it, you going to get to know Draco and I don't want to hear another bad thing about him coming out of your
mouth again. Is that understood?"
"Whatever."
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Harry didn't mean not to tell Ron about his dream, but he just couldn't. He didn't want them to worry. They deserved a break. But before Harry could explore his thoughts any further Ron burst into the room.
"Harry!" He whimpered.
"What is it now Ron? You had better not be trying to get out of having Christmas with Draco." Harry glared.
"No, no. Wouldn't dream of canceling that..."
"So? What is it? I haven't got all day." Harry said rather impatiently.
"Well, there's this girl... We have been friends for a while now. Her name is Darcey Fate, she's a Slytherin. She just
recently admitted to liking me. And I like her to. What the hell am I going to do?"
Harry sighed. "Well, you are going to have to decide which girl you like more. Hermione or Darcey. There are your options. Choose." Harry demanded.
"It's hard though. Hermione is so smart and kind. Darcey is smart in a totally different sense, plus she is drop-dead sexy."
"The question you have to ask yourself is, which one can you see yourself with in the long run?"
"You can meet Darcey. She is staying for the holidays, and Hermione will be gone, so she can't cause any problems." Ron
mused.
"Whatever makes you happy Ron, just make sure you choose with your heart and not you groin." Harry warned.
Ron laughed. "I'll do my best."
"Make sure you do."
There was a serious pause.
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Winter was upon them. There was five days left until Christmas. Most of the students had gone the day before to spend time with their families.
Harry awoke in Draco's arms, just the way he liked it. He felt safe with Draco. Not that he had admitted it to anyone. He
kissed Draco lightly on the lips. Draco's eyes fluttered open.
"Time for breakfast Drake."
"Since when am I Drake?" Draco said sleepily.
"Since I started calling you Drake."
A giant grin appeared on Draco's face. "I like it."
They walked together to the Great Hall and took their seats at the Gryffindor table across for a lonely Ron.
"So are we still on for Christmas day?" Harry asked the two of them.
"As sad as it is, yes." answered Ron.
"I can't wait." Draco gave Harry a small kiss. Small, but effective. Harry was blushing. He wasn't really used to attention
out side of the room of requirement.
"So, we will meet at the room, then we'll go to the Gryffindor tower, where Ron will let us in. Seeing as how you are not
allowed to know the password." Harry told Draco.
"Oh, like I would want the password. Gryffindors don't interest me."
Harry pouted.
"Except for you of course."
Not a very good comeback, but he tried so he got points in Harry's book.
"Psst. Harry, here she comes."
Harry turned to see a girl walking thought the front doors. She had long, silky, reddish-blond hair. Her bright blue eyes shown from even the far side of the Great Hall.
'Poor Hermione' was all Harry could think.
A/N: I worked hard to get this done. please review and tell me if you like it or not.