Disclaimer: Oh yes, of course they're mine. Just as the sun is made of ice
and money grows on trees. Miss Rowling? If you wish to sue please find
someone else, I can't even afford a lawyer let alone a settlement.
Warnings: BADLY WRITTEN SMUT! :) And me being a bitch with words.
Golden Daffodils
--------- I wandered lonely as a cloud.
Part 28
He pointed his newly grown forefinger at Poppy and she fell silent. But she did give him one last glare as he left. /Honestly, it's not like I go looking for horrendous injuries. They just ..... happen./ Draco had spent eight days in the hospital wing and it was really getting on his nerves. It had taken three days for the counter effect of the dagger to fully take hold and then only two days for him to completely regenerate and heal but Poppy had kept him for almost three more days, saying that if she could manage to keep him out of trouble for awhile, *she* would live longer. He had replied by saying that if old age was one of her goals, then she should avoid eating the hospital food.
She upped his sleep medication.
But now he was free to go and intended to do so as quickly as possible. The halls were basically quiet as he walked back to his room. Classes were in but he didn't have to worry about his until tomorrow. /Lie in my own bed, stare at my own ceiling. Much better./ Draco scowled as he thought about what he was going to have to do with the whole Harry situation. Very little made much sense to him right now as he chose just not to think about it. /Face it, you've got no idea./ He pushed this worrying thought away as he flung the door open to Sev's rooms, deciding a little stop off was in order before heading to the dorms.
"That door will break one day if you keep doing that." Said door had hit the wall hard and bounced back, slamming shut.
"Well if it does, I can fix it." Draco muttered irritably as he collapsed into the nearest chair.
"Something the matter?"
"Fuck off, don't act so innocent."
"Your things are on the desk."
Draco dragged himself back up and walked over to find his two rings lying next to each other on the desktop. He picked up the one Sev had given him and slipped it back onto his little finger where it belonged. He looked at the other one for a long time before Sev broke in.
"You don't have to wear it."
"I really should just let it go, I know that." Draco smiled sadly. "I've known that for a long time." He picked the ring up. "I should just give him up." And slid it on to his finger, looking up at Sev and shaking his head a little with a small smile. "But not today."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know." A few years ago, Draco had rarely found the need to utter that phrase. But he had noticed the alarming frequency that he used them these days, usually all because of one certain person. /I should just give up thinking, that would be easier./
"I spoke to him. While you were recovering, I thought it might be a good idea to have a little chat with him."
Draco instantly looked suspicious. "Please tell me that there was no blood involved?"
"There was no blood involved." Sev echoed back, smiling.
"Seriously. You can get a little overprotective sometimes. You didn't damage him did you?"
"Of course not." Sev raised an eyebrow back at him. "Besides, your friends were there as well, they can vouch for my self-restraint."
"Got your cover stories all work out already, huh?" And with that Draco stuck his tongue out childishly and glided back out door, suddenly feeling restless if Sev was only going to talk about Harry all the time. He made he way back and lit only the torch above his bed, leaving most of the room in darkness. With relief, he collapsed back onto his bed and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before he noticed something wasn't quite right. Sighing, he sat back up. "Yes?"
Harry stepped out of the darkness, a slight smile on his face. "How do you do that?"
"Talent. Was there a reason you were lurking in the shadows."
"I was just trying to work out what to say before you knew I was here."
Draco gave a smile, trying to appear friendly even though he was starting to get nervous. "Some people might constitute this as stalking."
"Well, first off, I wanted to say thank you."
"No need."
"Well, I wanted to say it anyway." Harry sat down on the edge of the bed. "Professor Snape came to see me while you were still in the hospital wing."
"Yes, he did mention it."
"Justin, Blaise, Hermione, Ginny, Astra, they were all there too."
"What happened?"
"Well, they sat me down." Harry smiled in a strained way. "Then they tied me to the chair."
Draco was suddenly caught between the urge to laugh and the wanting to look astounded. His face didn't even flicker. "Really?"
"Yes. It was quite an ordeal. They explained pretty much everything to me. Your father, your mother, what you had to do while you were away, everything."
"Yes, I might have told a few exaggerations. Like my mother for instance, she was quite nice."
"You didn't meet her until you were ten."
Draco gave a dismissive shrug. "Some things you can't change. I was locked in my room, she had her own part of the castle to stay in."
"They also told me about the gifts you sent me." Harry looked over. "The songs and everything."
Draco gave a tight smile. "I am not above having people cover for me."
"Or asking Dobby to lie for you." Harry leant back on his hands. "I tried to make you one. A song, that is. I couldn't get it to play properly."
"What was the song?" Draco was really feeling uncomfortable now. He hated having little chats like this where they skirted around the more important issues with meaningless drivel.
"Az Yet." Harry stared at the wall. "Hard For Me To Say I'm Sorry."
"Oh, a nice remake."
"Yeah."
They fell into an awkward silence. It lasted four minutes and thirty seven seconds. Draco was counting.
"Why are you here, Harry?" He said softly.
"I wanted to say I was sorry."
"You're not the only person in the world that the blame should fall to. Most of it was my doing, or Voldemort's."
"I want you to take me back."
Draco sighed and got off the bed. "We tried it once, and look where it got us."
Harry stood up as well. "But we don't have to lie to each other anymore, we don't have anyone else to mess it all up for us."
"There are a thousand other things that we could do and we would still be better off." Draco turned to look at him. "We nearly destroyed each other this year, anymore bickering and we probably would have."
"I know you still love me, Professor Snape said so."
"Of course I do, but look at us. Look where we ended up. It's fine when we're agreeing with each other, but when we aren't ....." Draco trailed off and then took a steady breath. "You're better off without me."
"I'm miserable without you." Harry pushed.
"I said 'better off', I didn't say 'happy'."
"I love you."
Draco looked up from the floor. "That's not always enough."
"Well we'll make it enough. We've both done some awful things since you left last year. We've hurt ourselves and each other." Harry took a step forward. "And I can forgive you everything in an instant." He sighed. "Look, I'll make you a deal. I will ask you one last time. I'll beg you to take me back. If you say yes, then I'm going to sit back down on the bed and we'll see what happens from here on out. If you say no then I'll let you end the connection and never bother you again."
Draco thought about this for only a few seconds, but it felt a lot longer than that. "I'm not as wonderful as I might have made myself out to be, you know." Draco then tilted his head in a gesture of allowance. "Then again, I'm not as evil as I might have made my self out to be."
"I don't care, honestly, I don't. I know what kind of a person you are. Draco?" Harry waited until the blonde looked back up. "I'm begging for you to take me back. I know it won't be the easier thing in the world, but we can do this. Please, if you just let me come back. I had a long time to think about this, tied to the chair. I know we can make it work." Draco had looked down again so he pushed the blonde's chin back up. "Please." He whispered in a desperate tone.
"I'm sorry." Draco mumbled and looked away.
Harry closed his eyes, feeling wretched. He started to turn away but Draco grabbed his arm.
"The connection."
Harry looked at him incredulously.
"You did promise."
"Yeah, I guess."
Draco glanced at his hand and a small cut opened up, painlessly. He slowly placed it into Harry's and leant forward for the kiss. He knew what he wanted, but he also knew what he had to do. Harry's lips parted under his.
Blackness, with the two shimmering pools of green and blue. The merged together to form one and swirled around, mixing everything together. But when it came to the part when they were supposed to separate completely, leaving one blue and one green, Draco concentrated everything he had on his goal. The outline of the one large pool flashed powerfully and the two boys pulled apart, gasping.
"What the hell was that?" Harry panted out.
Draco recovered his composure quickly and just smiled slightly. "That was the final step." The smile faded. "And I won't ever tell you how to undo it."
Harry was still confused. "What? What are you talking about?"
"Let's just say that I've made sure that you won't ever be able to get rid of me again."
"What?" Harry was beginning to look stunned.
"I said 'I'm sorry', I didn't say 'No'." Draco's lips twitched.
Harry's jaw dropped. Then his fist swung and caught Draco in the chest. "You bastard!" But he had started to smile again.
"I think I deserved one more jab." Draco crossed his arms, looking arrogant. "Selena still hasn't quite forgiven you."
Harry looked away, a little guilty at that reminder. "So what now?"
"Well, you said it yourself. It won't be easy. In fact that's quite an understatement. We both have a lot of trust issues, and there are a thousand things we need to talk about. All those things take time, but you know what?"
"What?"
"Fuck. That." Draco almost growled it out. "I say we skip to the sex and if we have problems later on, we'll talk about it then."
Harry's eyes widened. "Huh?"
Draco stepped closer. "I'm very tired. With everything. I've been up, down, around, the full sized roller coaster of emotions these last few years. Right now, I don't want to reminisce about things I'd rather forget forever. I don't want to talk about how screwed up we both are." He raised his hand to Harry's face and brushed his fingers down. "I just want to touch you, and forget all the problems we have. Just for a few moments."
Harry smiled back and nodded, parting his lips and letting Draco's tongue into his mouth. It wasn't a slow kiss, it was almost desperate, but neither really cared. They didn't even take the time to remove their clothes, they just lay back down on the bed, hands running everywhere, rubbing against each other before Harry was the first to reach orgasm, after Draco had strongly grasped his erection through the layers of cloth and given four powerful strokes. Then green eyes gave a fiendish look and Harry had rolled them both so that Draco was on his back.
After a brief struggle and with a little help, Harry had managed to get Draco's trousers undone and down to his knees, only to move straight back to his target and engulf the hard, slippery flesh with his mouth. Draco had let out a sigh when he first felt it, letting his head drop back and closing his eyes.
Harry moved his head back up for a second. "Are you going to open your eyes?"
A obstinate shake of Draco's head. "No."
"Why not?"
Draco whispered his answer. "Because if I can't see your face, I know it's really you."
Harry returned to his task, silently.
Nothing was said after that, nit even when Draco felt the rush of pleasure sweeping through him. He just pulled the other boy back up and encircled him with his arms, trying to communicate for Harry to stay. Harry needed no other prompting and lay his head down on Draco's shoulder, just happy that they were slowly getting back to where they belonged.
Just before he joined his lover in sleep, the Gryffindor took the ring off of Draco's left hand and looked at it thoughtfully. He smiled and pressed a kiss to the blonde's neck and then slid the ring onto the ring finger of Draco's left hand. "We'll be fine."
To Be Continued. (MORE SMUT COMING! I have to do something to make you bother reading the final part :P )
Warnings: BADLY WRITTEN SMUT! :) And me being a bitch with words.
Golden Daffodils
--------- I wandered lonely as a cloud.
Part 28
He pointed his newly grown forefinger at Poppy and she fell silent. But she did give him one last glare as he left. /Honestly, it's not like I go looking for horrendous injuries. They just ..... happen./ Draco had spent eight days in the hospital wing and it was really getting on his nerves. It had taken three days for the counter effect of the dagger to fully take hold and then only two days for him to completely regenerate and heal but Poppy had kept him for almost three more days, saying that if she could manage to keep him out of trouble for awhile, *she* would live longer. He had replied by saying that if old age was one of her goals, then she should avoid eating the hospital food.
She upped his sleep medication.
But now he was free to go and intended to do so as quickly as possible. The halls were basically quiet as he walked back to his room. Classes were in but he didn't have to worry about his until tomorrow. /Lie in my own bed, stare at my own ceiling. Much better./ Draco scowled as he thought about what he was going to have to do with the whole Harry situation. Very little made much sense to him right now as he chose just not to think about it. /Face it, you've got no idea./ He pushed this worrying thought away as he flung the door open to Sev's rooms, deciding a little stop off was in order before heading to the dorms.
"That door will break one day if you keep doing that." Said door had hit the wall hard and bounced back, slamming shut.
"Well if it does, I can fix it." Draco muttered irritably as he collapsed into the nearest chair.
"Something the matter?"
"Fuck off, don't act so innocent."
"Your things are on the desk."
Draco dragged himself back up and walked over to find his two rings lying next to each other on the desktop. He picked up the one Sev had given him and slipped it back onto his little finger where it belonged. He looked at the other one for a long time before Sev broke in.
"You don't have to wear it."
"I really should just let it go, I know that." Draco smiled sadly. "I've known that for a long time." He picked the ring up. "I should just give him up." And slid it on to his finger, looking up at Sev and shaking his head a little with a small smile. "But not today."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know." A few years ago, Draco had rarely found the need to utter that phrase. But he had noticed the alarming frequency that he used them these days, usually all because of one certain person. /I should just give up thinking, that would be easier./
"I spoke to him. While you were recovering, I thought it might be a good idea to have a little chat with him."
Draco instantly looked suspicious. "Please tell me that there was no blood involved?"
"There was no blood involved." Sev echoed back, smiling.
"Seriously. You can get a little overprotective sometimes. You didn't damage him did you?"
"Of course not." Sev raised an eyebrow back at him. "Besides, your friends were there as well, they can vouch for my self-restraint."
"Got your cover stories all work out already, huh?" And with that Draco stuck his tongue out childishly and glided back out door, suddenly feeling restless if Sev was only going to talk about Harry all the time. He made he way back and lit only the torch above his bed, leaving most of the room in darkness. With relief, he collapsed back onto his bed and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before he noticed something wasn't quite right. Sighing, he sat back up. "Yes?"
Harry stepped out of the darkness, a slight smile on his face. "How do you do that?"
"Talent. Was there a reason you were lurking in the shadows."
"I was just trying to work out what to say before you knew I was here."
Draco gave a smile, trying to appear friendly even though he was starting to get nervous. "Some people might constitute this as stalking."
"Well, first off, I wanted to say thank you."
"No need."
"Well, I wanted to say it anyway." Harry sat down on the edge of the bed. "Professor Snape came to see me while you were still in the hospital wing."
"Yes, he did mention it."
"Justin, Blaise, Hermione, Ginny, Astra, they were all there too."
"What happened?"
"Well, they sat me down." Harry smiled in a strained way. "Then they tied me to the chair."
Draco was suddenly caught between the urge to laugh and the wanting to look astounded. His face didn't even flicker. "Really?"
"Yes. It was quite an ordeal. They explained pretty much everything to me. Your father, your mother, what you had to do while you were away, everything."
"Yes, I might have told a few exaggerations. Like my mother for instance, she was quite nice."
"You didn't meet her until you were ten."
Draco gave a dismissive shrug. "Some things you can't change. I was locked in my room, she had her own part of the castle to stay in."
"They also told me about the gifts you sent me." Harry looked over. "The songs and everything."
Draco gave a tight smile. "I am not above having people cover for me."
"Or asking Dobby to lie for you." Harry leant back on his hands. "I tried to make you one. A song, that is. I couldn't get it to play properly."
"What was the song?" Draco was really feeling uncomfortable now. He hated having little chats like this where they skirted around the more important issues with meaningless drivel.
"Az Yet." Harry stared at the wall. "Hard For Me To Say I'm Sorry."
"Oh, a nice remake."
"Yeah."
They fell into an awkward silence. It lasted four minutes and thirty seven seconds. Draco was counting.
"Why are you here, Harry?" He said softly.
"I wanted to say I was sorry."
"You're not the only person in the world that the blame should fall to. Most of it was my doing, or Voldemort's."
"I want you to take me back."
Draco sighed and got off the bed. "We tried it once, and look where it got us."
Harry stood up as well. "But we don't have to lie to each other anymore, we don't have anyone else to mess it all up for us."
"There are a thousand other things that we could do and we would still be better off." Draco turned to look at him. "We nearly destroyed each other this year, anymore bickering and we probably would have."
"I know you still love me, Professor Snape said so."
"Of course I do, but look at us. Look where we ended up. It's fine when we're agreeing with each other, but when we aren't ....." Draco trailed off and then took a steady breath. "You're better off without me."
"I'm miserable without you." Harry pushed.
"I said 'better off', I didn't say 'happy'."
"I love you."
Draco looked up from the floor. "That's not always enough."
"Well we'll make it enough. We've both done some awful things since you left last year. We've hurt ourselves and each other." Harry took a step forward. "And I can forgive you everything in an instant." He sighed. "Look, I'll make you a deal. I will ask you one last time. I'll beg you to take me back. If you say yes, then I'm going to sit back down on the bed and we'll see what happens from here on out. If you say no then I'll let you end the connection and never bother you again."
Draco thought about this for only a few seconds, but it felt a lot longer than that. "I'm not as wonderful as I might have made myself out to be, you know." Draco then tilted his head in a gesture of allowance. "Then again, I'm not as evil as I might have made my self out to be."
"I don't care, honestly, I don't. I know what kind of a person you are. Draco?" Harry waited until the blonde looked back up. "I'm begging for you to take me back. I know it won't be the easier thing in the world, but we can do this. Please, if you just let me come back. I had a long time to think about this, tied to the chair. I know we can make it work." Draco had looked down again so he pushed the blonde's chin back up. "Please." He whispered in a desperate tone.
"I'm sorry." Draco mumbled and looked away.
Harry closed his eyes, feeling wretched. He started to turn away but Draco grabbed his arm.
"The connection."
Harry looked at him incredulously.
"You did promise."
"Yeah, I guess."
Draco glanced at his hand and a small cut opened up, painlessly. He slowly placed it into Harry's and leant forward for the kiss. He knew what he wanted, but he also knew what he had to do. Harry's lips parted under his.
Blackness, with the two shimmering pools of green and blue. The merged together to form one and swirled around, mixing everything together. But when it came to the part when they were supposed to separate completely, leaving one blue and one green, Draco concentrated everything he had on his goal. The outline of the one large pool flashed powerfully and the two boys pulled apart, gasping.
"What the hell was that?" Harry panted out.
Draco recovered his composure quickly and just smiled slightly. "That was the final step." The smile faded. "And I won't ever tell you how to undo it."
Harry was still confused. "What? What are you talking about?"
"Let's just say that I've made sure that you won't ever be able to get rid of me again."
"What?" Harry was beginning to look stunned.
"I said 'I'm sorry', I didn't say 'No'." Draco's lips twitched.
Harry's jaw dropped. Then his fist swung and caught Draco in the chest. "You bastard!" But he had started to smile again.
"I think I deserved one more jab." Draco crossed his arms, looking arrogant. "Selena still hasn't quite forgiven you."
Harry looked away, a little guilty at that reminder. "So what now?"
"Well, you said it yourself. It won't be easy. In fact that's quite an understatement. We both have a lot of trust issues, and there are a thousand things we need to talk about. All those things take time, but you know what?"
"What?"
"Fuck. That." Draco almost growled it out. "I say we skip to the sex and if we have problems later on, we'll talk about it then."
Harry's eyes widened. "Huh?"
Draco stepped closer. "I'm very tired. With everything. I've been up, down, around, the full sized roller coaster of emotions these last few years. Right now, I don't want to reminisce about things I'd rather forget forever. I don't want to talk about how screwed up we both are." He raised his hand to Harry's face and brushed his fingers down. "I just want to touch you, and forget all the problems we have. Just for a few moments."
Harry smiled back and nodded, parting his lips and letting Draco's tongue into his mouth. It wasn't a slow kiss, it was almost desperate, but neither really cared. They didn't even take the time to remove their clothes, they just lay back down on the bed, hands running everywhere, rubbing against each other before Harry was the first to reach orgasm, after Draco had strongly grasped his erection through the layers of cloth and given four powerful strokes. Then green eyes gave a fiendish look and Harry had rolled them both so that Draco was on his back.
After a brief struggle and with a little help, Harry had managed to get Draco's trousers undone and down to his knees, only to move straight back to his target and engulf the hard, slippery flesh with his mouth. Draco had let out a sigh when he first felt it, letting his head drop back and closing his eyes.
Harry moved his head back up for a second. "Are you going to open your eyes?"
A obstinate shake of Draco's head. "No."
"Why not?"
Draco whispered his answer. "Because if I can't see your face, I know it's really you."
Harry returned to his task, silently.
Nothing was said after that, nit even when Draco felt the rush of pleasure sweeping through him. He just pulled the other boy back up and encircled him with his arms, trying to communicate for Harry to stay. Harry needed no other prompting and lay his head down on Draco's shoulder, just happy that they were slowly getting back to where they belonged.
Just before he joined his lover in sleep, the Gryffindor took the ring off of Draco's left hand and looked at it thoughtfully. He smiled and pressed a kiss to the blonde's neck and then slid the ring onto the ring finger of Draco's left hand. "We'll be fine."
To Be Continued. (MORE SMUT COMING! I have to do something to make you bother reading the final part :P )