A/N: Whooo! Second chapter, yay! I wasn't too sure what to do for this
chapter, and that's bad because it's only the second one. Oh! I need a beta
reader! Any one wanna to be my beta? I asked. someone (forgot name, sorry!)
but they didn't reply so, yeah. Alright, now for tha holla! (I've always
wanted to say that..)
Rambling Sind: My first review, thanks! I always need compliments. She-Who- Is-Not-To-Be-Psyc: Don't worry, none of that "living in the same chamber" shit, never made sense to me. Thanks for all the advice. OoOo! Draco and Harry in tight pants!! **drools** Karrin Anne: Mmm! Cookie!! **grabs cookies** more cookies, more chapters. Fallen Dragon: Harry and Draco are always cute! Eee! Twinkle: glad you like it! Camz.: Thanks, I do what I can : ) E: Here's the update! PeachDancer82: **quirks eyebrow** peaches dance? Lol. Thanks, I like to put lotsa details. And flow is good. Minerva- Serverus-Dumbledor- Like your story! I was gonna review, but then my time limit on the library computer went out and I couldn't,(much swearing occurred) so I'll do that soon. Immortalis_Vespers: I like detail too! Jessyka: Great, hmm. I feel special. : ) Lady_Phoenix_Gryffindor: Draco and Harry fics are the best. Someone: I am, I am! Felion: It's his father. Don't worry; I like to write so I won't take forever. Glad you like the scenes, I aim to please. KawaiiWhiteWolf: Thanks, here you go! Silver- sparklze: Lol, I'm glad you think so. Rose_Creighton: I'm glad I interest you. Feather: For some reason every time I listen to some romantic song from Moulin Rouge, I think of Draco and Harry.huh! Remba: Lol that would be nice but remember conflict can be good! Frizzy: oOo! I'm glad you like this, since it was your story!!
Woah, yeah that was a lot. But I wanted to do everyone. Oh, damn! I keep on forgetting my pesky disclaimer, so here that is. Then on with the story!
Disclaimer: These are not my original characters, or plot, and I give full recognition to the creators, and I am not making money off this in any way.
There, enjoy!!! (Sorry the A/N was so long!)
Harry's green eyes fixed on Draco's smile, as wild accusing thoughts flew through his head. Images of Pansy tripping him on the train flashed in his mind and he sighed worriedly. *Was he so angry he had to do something incredibly stupid?* Harry wondered *Wait, then why is he smiling at me like that?*
"Have a seat Mr. Potter, please." Harry cautiously took the seat next to Draco, and began speaking in a rush. "Professor Dumbledore, I'm really quite curious why I'm here, I know I certainly didn't do anything, so did Malfoy do something he shouldn't have and your about to tell me all my stuff is ruined? Or am I just jumping to extreme conclusions?"
Draco snorted indignantly and turned to stare at Fawkes. Dumbledore chuckled softly "Yes, Harry, you are jumping to conclusions. Although, Mr. Malfoy does need to tell you something that may be very shocking," he paused "and difficult for the both of you." Harry raised he eyebrows and looked at Draco who immediately looked away.
"Well?" Harry asked impatiently "What's this all about?" Draco looked at Harry's annoyed face, then down at his shoes, then at Dumbledore, who smiled reassuringly. "Go ahead Draco."
Draco drew in a deep breath, then let it back out slowly. He rubbed his sweaty palms down his thighs. In a voice that clearly said this was not one of favorite topics, Draco told his tale starting with his Veela father, ending with the present day to a shocked Harry and calm and slightly amused Dumbledore.
When Draco was finished the room sat in silence, Harry staring mouth agape at Draco who pretended to not notice and resumed admiring Fawkes, with Dumbledore eyeing them expectantly.
Harry closed his mouth and bit down on his lower lip harshly, almost making it bleed. "You're lying." He growled through clenched teeth. Angrily, Draco crossed his arms over his chest, closed his eyes and drawled impatiently.
"Don't be so... conceited Potter," he paused and re-opened his eyes. "Do you really think I would do something so elaborate just to fool YOU?" He rolled his silver eyes. "Please." Harry scoffed and crossed his eyes, then crossed his arms over his own chest, and mocked Draco. "Don't be so conceited Potter, fuh fuh fuh." He turned and stared at Draco, with his eyes uncrossed, who stared back.
"So immature." He muttered, turning away. He glanced at Harry, who was staring hopelessly at Dumbledore, out of the corner of his eye and the breath caught in his chest. *Mmmph! So sexy!* The room was once again submerged into silence. Harry and Draco both stared at Dumbledore who sighed.
"I can see there are going to be some problems here."
Harry blinked. Once, twice, three times. "Wait, you're not kidding?" He looked at Albus Dumbledore and Draco Malfoy's serious faces, and his own paled by a considerable amount. "Let me see if I understand this: I, Harry Potter, am Draco Malfoy's soul mate? Can't he get another one?" Harry whined, and Draco rolled his eyes again. "And isn't this practically forced, because if he can't have me he'll just about go...crazy?" he paused and swallowed hard. "And... snog me at random?"
Draco stared at Harry as he spoke, and then nodded weakly. Harry sighed and said "Sounds like fun," voice dripping with sarcasm.
-*-*-*-*-
Harry stormed down the corridor, angry for mainly reasons that all leaded back to Draco and his stupid Veela blood. The whole predicament had left him paranoid and unable to concentrate. All day long Harry felt Draco's silver eyes, staring at him burning holes into the back of his head. And Ron and Hermione bugging him about going to Dumbledore's office was not exactly the comfort he would have liked. He wasn't sure just how he was going to tell his best friends that Draco Malfoy was his soul mate. He just knew he wasn't up to it yet. And, almost as annoying as Draco staring at him was everybody else staring at Draco, practically drooling. But even though Harry would never admit it, he did find his enemy very attractive, and would probably be staring too if he wasn't so pissed off at him.
"Pixie dust!" Harry barked at the portrait of the fat lady, who angrily muttered about student's lack of respect as she swung open. Without responding to any one who spoke or wave to him, Harry ran up the stairs to his dormitory. He threw his bag on the floor, and pulled the curtains around him as he got onto his messily made bed.
*I can't believe this! Stupid Malfoy and his stupid Veela father! Why me, why me, WHY ME?!* Harry grabbed his pillow and punched it over and over again, until his arms felt weak, wondering what he had done to deserve this kind of punishment.
We can all see Harry has gone from disbelief to extreme anger. He's taking this very well, isn't he folks? So let's check in on the worlds sexiest Slytherin...
Draco sat down on his bed, feeling completely exhausted. Sure he had been told this would be difficult, be he had never expected it to leave him feeling so miserable and drained. He sighed, and crawled between the dark green sheets of his bed. He would love nothing more than to just curl up and sleep forever...And before he knew it, he was sleeping, snug in his bed, while visions of Harry danced in his head. (A/N: Twas the night before Christmas...the Children where all snug in their beds, visions of sugar- plums... . That would be a cute lil' ficlet... hmmm)
Draco smiled in his sleep, then grabbed his pillow and hugged it tightly. In his dream, at least 20 Harry's danced around him, smiling and laughing, flirting with him and kissing him lightly, playfully. They talked to him, and they enjoyed it. They ran their fingers through his silky blond hair, and stared into his happy silver eyes. Draco was in heaven.
But there was one small thing. None of them looked exactly like the real Harry. There where slight differences, some had freckles here and there, some had eyes that weren't green. They where slightly shorter, slightly taller. Some slightly skinnier, or slightly more overweight. Some didn't have the legendary scar and some did, but it was in a different place. If you had never gone to school with Harry, you probably wouldn't notice, but Draco who had watched Harry in silence and had memorized his image completely, did. Sure, the dream was pleasing, sure he was happy, but the nagging thought that told him that none of these were the real Harry taunted him in the back of his mind.
Then the crowd of imposter Harries parted without warning, and stood in two rows, single file, all heads turned right. A mirror image of Harry Potter walked between the rows smiling at Draco, holding a single red rose. Harry looked like an angel, with his peaceful smile on his face, walking easily toward his soul mate. He stopped at Draco and handed him the rose.
"T-t-thank you..." Draco stuttered. Harry smiled, and took Draco's chin in his hand, and titled it upwards. "Not at all," Harry whispered, and gently placed his lips on Draco's, kissing him softly with class.
All the Harry imposters clapped and cheered as the two lovers kissed. Harry's lips parted from Draco's and he said in a thick voice "Draco, are you ready for dinner? Draco?"
"What? What the hell!?" Draco's eyes snapped open, begrudgingly leaving the pleasant dream to see Goyles face staring down at him. "Oh. Yes. Just leave me alone." Without another word, Goyle shuffled away, too stupid to be offended.
Cursing Goyle, Draco got out of his comfy bed and brushed his blond hair. He looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned. He thought he looked a mess, but there was nothing he could do about it. He left his dormitory and headed to the Great Hall.
-*-*-*-*-
"Harry?"
"No Ron."
"But, Harry-"
"Ron, No!" Harry was tired of Ron asking him why he went to Dumbledore's office. Even though Hermione knew that when he was ready he would tell them, but then again, she was smart, and this was Ron.
"Harrywillyoupassmethepotates?"(A/N: Harry will you pass me the potatoes) Ron said in a loud rush, desperate to get his question across (and desperate for potatoes). Harry the red head a strange look and handed him the bowl of potatoes. "Yeah... why didn't you just ask?"
Ron sighed and rolled his brown eyes. 'I tried..." he mumbled, spooning mashed potatoes on his plate. Harry shrugged, and looked up from his plate, and saw Draco walking to his spot at the table of Slytherins, Harry carefully watched Draco as he sat down and begin putting food on his plate, not talking to anyone. Draco carefully placed the plate of corn back, and stared down at his plate with a blank look his face.
Draco looked up to see at least half of the school staring hungrily back at him. He scanned their faces and stopped when he saw Harry among them. Their eyes met, and they Harry redrew his gaze. Hermione watched Harry curiously as his eyes grew wide and he looked down at his plate, face red. She looked up and saw Draco's amused silver eyes staring at the blushing boy. She furrowed her eyebrows. *What's going on here?* She thought curiously.
She looked back at Harry, who was hurriedly putting food in his mouth. He got up and said quick good-byes and left the Great Hall. Ron shrugged, and went back to his dinner, and Hermione looked back across the room at Draco-
He was gone.
A/N: How'd everybody like it? I like the dream thing. Hey I just realized I put a dream in the last chapter. Maybe I'm too eager for tha lovin'! **winks** Anyways, remember, I need a beta reader! You can e-mail me at magikal_delirium@yahoo.com or just say so in a review, either way is fine with me. Next chapter: Draco stalks Harry in the halls, and Hermione investigates the peculiar behavior of Harry and Draco! Dun dun dun.! Tell me what you think in a review, and I'll love you forever and ever and fawn over you until you get scared and run away.
MwAh! TLH (But some people call me tha SpAcE cOwGirL! **grins**)
Rambling Sind: My first review, thanks! I always need compliments. She-Who- Is-Not-To-Be-Psyc: Don't worry, none of that "living in the same chamber" shit, never made sense to me. Thanks for all the advice. OoOo! Draco and Harry in tight pants!! **drools** Karrin Anne: Mmm! Cookie!! **grabs cookies** more cookies, more chapters. Fallen Dragon: Harry and Draco are always cute! Eee! Twinkle: glad you like it! Camz.: Thanks, I do what I can : ) E: Here's the update! PeachDancer82: **quirks eyebrow** peaches dance? Lol. Thanks, I like to put lotsa details. And flow is good. Minerva- Serverus-Dumbledor- Like your story! I was gonna review, but then my time limit on the library computer went out and I couldn't,(much swearing occurred) so I'll do that soon. Immortalis_Vespers: I like detail too! Jessyka: Great, hmm. I feel special. : ) Lady_Phoenix_Gryffindor: Draco and Harry fics are the best. Someone: I am, I am! Felion: It's his father. Don't worry; I like to write so I won't take forever. Glad you like the scenes, I aim to please. KawaiiWhiteWolf: Thanks, here you go! Silver- sparklze: Lol, I'm glad you think so. Rose_Creighton: I'm glad I interest you. Feather: For some reason every time I listen to some romantic song from Moulin Rouge, I think of Draco and Harry.huh! Remba: Lol that would be nice but remember conflict can be good! Frizzy: oOo! I'm glad you like this, since it was your story!!
Woah, yeah that was a lot. But I wanted to do everyone. Oh, damn! I keep on forgetting my pesky disclaimer, so here that is. Then on with the story!
Disclaimer: These are not my original characters, or plot, and I give full recognition to the creators, and I am not making money off this in any way.
There, enjoy!!! (Sorry the A/N was so long!)
Harry's green eyes fixed on Draco's smile, as wild accusing thoughts flew through his head. Images of Pansy tripping him on the train flashed in his mind and he sighed worriedly. *Was he so angry he had to do something incredibly stupid?* Harry wondered *Wait, then why is he smiling at me like that?*
"Have a seat Mr. Potter, please." Harry cautiously took the seat next to Draco, and began speaking in a rush. "Professor Dumbledore, I'm really quite curious why I'm here, I know I certainly didn't do anything, so did Malfoy do something he shouldn't have and your about to tell me all my stuff is ruined? Or am I just jumping to extreme conclusions?"
Draco snorted indignantly and turned to stare at Fawkes. Dumbledore chuckled softly "Yes, Harry, you are jumping to conclusions. Although, Mr. Malfoy does need to tell you something that may be very shocking," he paused "and difficult for the both of you." Harry raised he eyebrows and looked at Draco who immediately looked away.
"Well?" Harry asked impatiently "What's this all about?" Draco looked at Harry's annoyed face, then down at his shoes, then at Dumbledore, who smiled reassuringly. "Go ahead Draco."
Draco drew in a deep breath, then let it back out slowly. He rubbed his sweaty palms down his thighs. In a voice that clearly said this was not one of favorite topics, Draco told his tale starting with his Veela father, ending with the present day to a shocked Harry and calm and slightly amused Dumbledore.
When Draco was finished the room sat in silence, Harry staring mouth agape at Draco who pretended to not notice and resumed admiring Fawkes, with Dumbledore eyeing them expectantly.
Harry closed his mouth and bit down on his lower lip harshly, almost making it bleed. "You're lying." He growled through clenched teeth. Angrily, Draco crossed his arms over his chest, closed his eyes and drawled impatiently.
"Don't be so... conceited Potter," he paused and re-opened his eyes. "Do you really think I would do something so elaborate just to fool YOU?" He rolled his silver eyes. "Please." Harry scoffed and crossed his eyes, then crossed his arms over his own chest, and mocked Draco. "Don't be so conceited Potter, fuh fuh fuh." He turned and stared at Draco, with his eyes uncrossed, who stared back.
"So immature." He muttered, turning away. He glanced at Harry, who was staring hopelessly at Dumbledore, out of the corner of his eye and the breath caught in his chest. *Mmmph! So sexy!* The room was once again submerged into silence. Harry and Draco both stared at Dumbledore who sighed.
"I can see there are going to be some problems here."
Harry blinked. Once, twice, three times. "Wait, you're not kidding?" He looked at Albus Dumbledore and Draco Malfoy's serious faces, and his own paled by a considerable amount. "Let me see if I understand this: I, Harry Potter, am Draco Malfoy's soul mate? Can't he get another one?" Harry whined, and Draco rolled his eyes again. "And isn't this practically forced, because if he can't have me he'll just about go...crazy?" he paused and swallowed hard. "And... snog me at random?"
Draco stared at Harry as he spoke, and then nodded weakly. Harry sighed and said "Sounds like fun," voice dripping with sarcasm.
-*-*-*-*-
Harry stormed down the corridor, angry for mainly reasons that all leaded back to Draco and his stupid Veela blood. The whole predicament had left him paranoid and unable to concentrate. All day long Harry felt Draco's silver eyes, staring at him burning holes into the back of his head. And Ron and Hermione bugging him about going to Dumbledore's office was not exactly the comfort he would have liked. He wasn't sure just how he was going to tell his best friends that Draco Malfoy was his soul mate. He just knew he wasn't up to it yet. And, almost as annoying as Draco staring at him was everybody else staring at Draco, practically drooling. But even though Harry would never admit it, he did find his enemy very attractive, and would probably be staring too if he wasn't so pissed off at him.
"Pixie dust!" Harry barked at the portrait of the fat lady, who angrily muttered about student's lack of respect as she swung open. Without responding to any one who spoke or wave to him, Harry ran up the stairs to his dormitory. He threw his bag on the floor, and pulled the curtains around him as he got onto his messily made bed.
*I can't believe this! Stupid Malfoy and his stupid Veela father! Why me, why me, WHY ME?!* Harry grabbed his pillow and punched it over and over again, until his arms felt weak, wondering what he had done to deserve this kind of punishment.
We can all see Harry has gone from disbelief to extreme anger. He's taking this very well, isn't he folks? So let's check in on the worlds sexiest Slytherin...
Draco sat down on his bed, feeling completely exhausted. Sure he had been told this would be difficult, be he had never expected it to leave him feeling so miserable and drained. He sighed, and crawled between the dark green sheets of his bed. He would love nothing more than to just curl up and sleep forever...And before he knew it, he was sleeping, snug in his bed, while visions of Harry danced in his head. (A/N: Twas the night before Christmas...the Children where all snug in their beds, visions of sugar- plums... . That would be a cute lil' ficlet... hmmm)
Draco smiled in his sleep, then grabbed his pillow and hugged it tightly. In his dream, at least 20 Harry's danced around him, smiling and laughing, flirting with him and kissing him lightly, playfully. They talked to him, and they enjoyed it. They ran their fingers through his silky blond hair, and stared into his happy silver eyes. Draco was in heaven.
But there was one small thing. None of them looked exactly like the real Harry. There where slight differences, some had freckles here and there, some had eyes that weren't green. They where slightly shorter, slightly taller. Some slightly skinnier, or slightly more overweight. Some didn't have the legendary scar and some did, but it was in a different place. If you had never gone to school with Harry, you probably wouldn't notice, but Draco who had watched Harry in silence and had memorized his image completely, did. Sure, the dream was pleasing, sure he was happy, but the nagging thought that told him that none of these were the real Harry taunted him in the back of his mind.
Then the crowd of imposter Harries parted without warning, and stood in two rows, single file, all heads turned right. A mirror image of Harry Potter walked between the rows smiling at Draco, holding a single red rose. Harry looked like an angel, with his peaceful smile on his face, walking easily toward his soul mate. He stopped at Draco and handed him the rose.
"T-t-thank you..." Draco stuttered. Harry smiled, and took Draco's chin in his hand, and titled it upwards. "Not at all," Harry whispered, and gently placed his lips on Draco's, kissing him softly with class.
All the Harry imposters clapped and cheered as the two lovers kissed. Harry's lips parted from Draco's and he said in a thick voice "Draco, are you ready for dinner? Draco?"
"What? What the hell!?" Draco's eyes snapped open, begrudgingly leaving the pleasant dream to see Goyles face staring down at him. "Oh. Yes. Just leave me alone." Without another word, Goyle shuffled away, too stupid to be offended.
Cursing Goyle, Draco got out of his comfy bed and brushed his blond hair. He looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned. He thought he looked a mess, but there was nothing he could do about it. He left his dormitory and headed to the Great Hall.
-*-*-*-*-
"Harry?"
"No Ron."
"But, Harry-"
"Ron, No!" Harry was tired of Ron asking him why he went to Dumbledore's office. Even though Hermione knew that when he was ready he would tell them, but then again, she was smart, and this was Ron.
"Harrywillyoupassmethepotates?"(A/N: Harry will you pass me the potatoes) Ron said in a loud rush, desperate to get his question across (and desperate for potatoes). Harry the red head a strange look and handed him the bowl of potatoes. "Yeah... why didn't you just ask?"
Ron sighed and rolled his brown eyes. 'I tried..." he mumbled, spooning mashed potatoes on his plate. Harry shrugged, and looked up from his plate, and saw Draco walking to his spot at the table of Slytherins, Harry carefully watched Draco as he sat down and begin putting food on his plate, not talking to anyone. Draco carefully placed the plate of corn back, and stared down at his plate with a blank look his face.
Draco looked up to see at least half of the school staring hungrily back at him. He scanned their faces and stopped when he saw Harry among them. Their eyes met, and they Harry redrew his gaze. Hermione watched Harry curiously as his eyes grew wide and he looked down at his plate, face red. She looked up and saw Draco's amused silver eyes staring at the blushing boy. She furrowed her eyebrows. *What's going on here?* She thought curiously.
She looked back at Harry, who was hurriedly putting food in his mouth. He got up and said quick good-byes and left the Great Hall. Ron shrugged, and went back to his dinner, and Hermione looked back across the room at Draco-
He was gone.
A/N: How'd everybody like it? I like the dream thing. Hey I just realized I put a dream in the last chapter. Maybe I'm too eager for tha lovin'! **winks** Anyways, remember, I need a beta reader! You can e-mail me at magikal_delirium@yahoo.com or just say so in a review, either way is fine with me. Next chapter: Draco stalks Harry in the halls, and Hermione investigates the peculiar behavior of Harry and Draco! Dun dun dun.! Tell me what you think in a review, and I'll love you forever and ever and fawn over you until you get scared and run away.
MwAh! TLH (But some people call me tha SpAcE cOwGirL! **grins**)