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Posted: 28th May 2004 and wrote a long time ago...
Sorry this chapter took a long wait: I've had so much do with exams and all. I've hardly had time to breathe. ;D And Please! Keep reviewing and the suggestion are always welcome!
A/N: Thank you sooooo much to all my reviewers. These are the:
Pirate Bitch Nut - I just love your name. It just sends me in spazums. I'll do your ''idea'' when they get back from dinner. LOL. I love it! I can just picture Draco...hot and flustered
Sexy Spike who was too lazy to sign in but I forgave her because her pen name is damn straight! They'll be a cute ending, yeah. But let's not get to ahead of ourselves; it's taken me four/five months to update from chp2 to chp3! hehe!
Driven to Insanity - You were driven; I was born. hehe. I love the name.
Dyann- Thanks. I found that rather funny too. It was jsut a spare of the moment thing. I laughed for yonks afterwards. Feel free to review again! wink, wink
Dragenphly - The baby lion is, isn't it? Oh Harry's just a cutie. And Draco...well...he's just pure hot!!! Thank you for your review. I'll appreciate you a WHOLE lot more if you did it again, hehe.
Dyann - Ta! Thank you for the review! I LOVE Ron gay! Otherwise I jsut find him annoying with his 'OMG, does Harry fancy me?' rolls eyes
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PS.Don't get your hopes up. I really don't lie this chapter so I doubt you will.
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Chapter 3 - The woes of Clothes
'Erm...where are my clothes?' Harry asked nervously glancing around Draco's room after coming out of the shower. Draco turned around. 'They weren't in the bathroom anymore...' Harry trailed off glancing at the bathroom so to avoid Draco's eyes in embarrassment.
Draco grinned and then turned back to what he was doing. 'I put them in the bin,' he said nonchalantly. Harry gaped.
'You did what?!'
'I put them in the bin,' Draco repeated slowly turned around to see Harry's face.
'But...but what am I going to wear? This is not funny, Malfoy. Where's the bin?' Harry said looking around for a bin where his clothes maybe.
Draco laughed. 'Whatever.' Harry was starting to look frustrated. He stared at Draco waiting for him to tell him where the bin was but Draco just shook his head and laughed.
'Will you just tell me where the bin is?!' Harry said starting to get angry. 'Did you just do this for a joke. Just so you could laugh at me while I go through a bin for my clothes! Well it's not a joke, Malfoy! It's not even funny!' Harry hadn't realized his voice had started to get higher and he was soon to start shouting. Draco was just looking at him with wide eyes and a look that spelt to Harry what-the-hell-are-you-going-on-about-you-freak?
'I'm going home right now! You've had your fun now; I don't know why I ever came! Was this just a big plan to hand me over to Voldemort? Win my trust and then kiss me and then, when I'm least expecting it, give me to him like a present?! Are you really that sick that you'd hand me to him while I'm wet, standing in nothing but a towel, with nothing to defend me with – do you hate me that much?!' By now Harry had started crying even though he hadn't realized it and Draco was still in shock so he hasn't moved.
'Isn't my life already shit without taking away the last shred of dignity I have left before I die?! Is this yur revenge for me turning down your friendship in first year? Is this what I get for killing Cedric and my parents – I...I...' Harry's voice cracked. Draco looked at him with worry and concern.
'Harry...'He started walking towards Harry to comfort him but as soon as he saw what Draco was doing he took some small steps back.
'No! No – please no, don't...I can't...I,' Harry said through his sobs. 'Why is it always my fault?' Draco marched straight forward blocking Harry's weak protests and his strong arms encircled Harry's waist and he pulled the shorter boy close to him. He took his right hand and started moving it through Harry's hair softly while using his left hand to rub gently on his back.
'None of this is your fault, Harry. None. And I will never give you to Voldemort, baby, I'd never give anyone to Voldemort. Especially not you. You're my baby lion,' Draco said looking down at Harry.
Harry looked up into silver Draco's eyes. 'I'm-I'm yours?'
Draco grinned sweetly. 'Most definatley.'
Harry grinned for a while and then put his head on Draco and sighed. Harry had never felt so peaceful and comforted and safe - well, he didn't think he'd ever been any - with Draco holding him. He just...how could trust him? This was the guy who made his life hell for four years...
'Are you tired?' Draco asked suddenly. 'It's been a long day for you, I guess. You don't have go to dinner tonight; I'm sure my parents will understand if you just want to sleep. And if you're hungry, I can get one of the house elves to bring up some food.'
Harry giggled. 'Well I am tired, but I don't want to be rude. I'll come.'
Draco frowned slightly, 'are you sure? If you're tired...'
'I want to. Promise,' Harry said.
'Perhaps we should get you dressed, you're still in a towel,' Draco said.
Harry tensed a bit. 'Oh...perhaps I should just stay here, as long as you're parents don't mind,' Harry said remembering why he'd had his outburst in front of Draco. He didn't want to go back to that.
'Harry...I thought you wanted to come,' Draco said looking down at Harry but Harry was looking out to the windows at the side of them.
'Yeah, I did...but you know how it is...' Harry said nonchalantly.
'No, I really don't.'
'Oh, well...perhaps I'm just a little more tired than I thought. And I'm really not that hungry anyway.'
Draco frowned. 'Harry...what's up?'
'The ceiling, the sky...birds...'
'...Harry...' Draco said with a deeper voice. What was so wrong with getting dressed? He'd go into a different room if Harry wanted. What's he got to be embarrassed about? His clothes were – his clothes!
'Harry, you remember you asked me where your clothes were and I told you I'd put them in the bin?' Harry looked up sharply.
'Yes.'
'That was because I bought you some new clothes that actually fit you,' Draco said smiling.
Harry gaped. 'You did what?'
'I'm not THAT big of a fan of déjà vu, you know,' Draco said. Harry flushed and mumbled an apology. Draco grinned. 'So can we get you dressed now?'
Ten minutes later, Harry was dressed in a magnolia coloured dress robe with silver trimming, his hair roughly gelled – complimentary of Draco – and black shinny laced shoes on. He was twisting and turning in the mirror observing himself. He wondered to himself what Mal-Draco's parents' would be like. If they were truly nice? Or if his mother was and his father not? Or if they were both truly evil and were going to make this dinner hell for him. Or if it was all a – NO! It's not a plan, Harry. Draco said. And you can trust him, can't you? Can I? He is the guy who made you're life hell for four years. He was the one who tried to get you expelled. He was the one who...
'Harry?' Harry span around to see Draco looking at him with a soft smile on his unblemished face. He was dressed in a midnight blue dress robe with silver trimming, black shoes like Harry's and his hair was no longer gelled back but fell softly over his face in a vaguely gelled way. He looks like the moon dressed in the midnight sky...Did I just think that?! What the hell?! This cannot be happening...I'm straight. I don't fancy Draco Malfoy. Oh my god, I fancy Draco Malfoy?!
Draco's smile widened into a grin. 'I don't know, do you?'
Harry's jaw dropped. 'What?!' There was no way I said that out loud. Please God, I'll do anything! I did not just say I fancy Draco Malfoy to Draco Malfoy.
'You asked me if I knew whether you fancied me,' Draco said with a playful grin on his face.
'I did?,' Draco nodded. 'I mean, no I didn't! Get over yourself. I said no such thing.'
Draco smirked. 'Suit yourself. I know you do anyway. Everyone fancies me.'
'Egotistical brat,' Harry said smiling a bit.
'Irresistible brat? I think you've summed me up quite well, sweetheart, thank you.'
'I said egotistical!' Harry retorted.
Draco smirked. 'If you've got it; flaunt it!'
Harry rolled his eyes. 'I did some you up well. Never mind about egotistical; you're arrogant, narcisstic, conceited, vain...where do I stop?'
'Hey, you belong to that Egotistical, Irresistible Brat!' Harry grinned. Draco walked over and kissed him on the forehead. 'By the way, I know you were trying to look smart by knowing all those words, baby Lion, but honestly, they mean the same thing!' He grinned and kissed his forehead again.
Harry mumbled a half hearted, 'piss off' and slapped Draco's chest gently. Wow! ...Harry James Potter what is bloody wrong with you?! Get these thoughts out of you head. Boy wonder here. Can't be thinking those sort of thoughts.
'I thought I told you about swearing, baby,' Draco said getting out his wand.
'Yeah...so?' Harry said a little arrogantly until he saw Draco getting out his wand. 'What...are you doing?'
He pointed it straight at Harry's face. 'Trust me. Nothing bad. Tempory Visubus.' He put his wand away and delicately took Harry's glasses off. 'Just a spell I picked up. It'll wear off when you do to sleep.'
'Th-thanks, I guess.'
'So can we go down to dinner now, we're already late?' Draco said smiling while he tenderly took Harry's hand in his.
'Me and your father...' Harry started only to by interrupted by Draco.
'Your father and I...'
'Whatever. We're hardly on the best of terms and well, me and your mum..'
'Your mum and I...'
'Will you quit doing that!' Draco grinned impishly. How cute does he look? Aww...I just wanna ki- Harry's eyss widened. 'What?!'
Draco frowned slightly. 'What?'
'I...oh, never mind. Anyway, well, isn't it going to be a bit of a disaster?'
As soon as Draco's smile had gone, it had come back. 'Where's all that Gryffindor courage gone, Lion?'
'Yeah but...'
'Oh come on, you worry more than Wizadora the Worrier!'
'Who?' He has to be making that up.
'1324? Died of worrying at the age of twelve? Never spoke; just worried? Buried in Ireland?' Harry just shook his head in confusion. 'Honestly, do you ever listen in History of Magic?!'
Harry grinned. 'No, I catch up on sleep I've lost. Same as everyone else.'
'Hermione's too soft on you. I bet you just copy her notes.'
'Yeah well...when the shoe fits...'
'What? That doesn't even make any sense...'
'Oh get lost!'
Draco stuck his tongue out. 'Can't, I'm in my own house. Now, come on. We're already late as it is,' Draco said starting to drag Harry out of his enormous room.
After a couple of minutes of silence Harry spoke. 'You're not so bad, you know.'
Draco turned to Harry amused. 'Thank you, baby lion.'
'For a Slytherin,' Harry said making sure Draco knew exactly what he thought.
'For a Slytherin,' Draco reiterated as mirth twinkled in his eyes.
Was that a bad chapter? Because it seemed it to me. I bit sort of – well, more boring and sad to be honest for what I was going to write. Heyho, oh and I was supposed to write about the dinner meal but apparently that's been postponed. LOL.
Reviews and suggestions are STILL welcome! And, tell me what you think about this chapter. I'm umming and arring whether to post this or not. (actually, i wrote this about a week ago and I just don't want to post it) It's nothing like what I thought it should be like. It's too angsty and sad for the original planned story. And boring! Maybe we'll get some humour in the next post, ay?
I think I'll get writing on another chapter...like, a good one? ;D
I'm not gonna ask you again, I'M GONNA BEG! begs for a review
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Did I overdo asking for a review, do you think? cheeky grin