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Slytherin Prince, part 5: Realization hits, and letters arrive
Harry couldn't wait to return to his dormitory, wanting nothing more than to tell Draco something that had been burning inside of him since they shared the poems... He thought that... they should be together... in secret, but together... he wanted... something...
When he entered the dorm however, Draco was sitting on the couch, with tears of rage glistening in his eyes, and a letter in his hand. When Harry walked over and laid his hand on his shoulder, Draco looked up, his rage not subduing, but if nothing else, increasing. Harry felt a wash of hurt go through him, and at seeing this, Draco let the anger slowly ebb out of his eyes, and handed Harry the letter. Harry noticed that the windows in the room had been removed by some type of charm. He looked quizzically at Draco, but he just nodded towards the letter. Harry opened it and read:
Draco,
I don't know what in the Hell you think your doing with that damn Potter, when you know full well he is indeed the reason I am here. You best remember that boy, and remember who you are, and what I can do. I suggest that you talk to that muggle loving fool and remove yourself from Potter's dormitory, or I will make sure that something happens when I am out of here, which will be sooner than you think.
Draco, did you think that I wasn't going to keep watch on you, and inform you of this. YOU WILL BECOME A DEATH EATER, RATHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!!
Your Father
Harry looked at Draco in horror, and words completely different from what he meant to say spilled from his lips. What he meant to say was, "I'm sorry Draco!" What he did say was "I want to be with you." Draco's eyes widened as Harry sat beside him, looking at him with something close to love, even if it was just a taste of puppy love (For the moment), and his heart wrenched at the sight. He wasn't going to let his father screw this up, not when it was the first good thing that had ever happened to him that he wanted... all the people before, they were just there.. this was real, and this was something that even his father couldn't take away from him, even if he did... things...
He looked at Harry with everything that he felt and nodded. "I was waiting for you to ask..."
Harry smiled softly... "How did this happen?" He shook his hair out of his eyes and smiled. "I thought that we hated each other?" Draco shook his head.
"I think that we loved the heat and intensity of the arguments, and that we thought we hated each other mainly because it was expected..." He shrugged, then Harry said something that made his heart drop into his stomach...
"What will your father do, what did he do..." Anger actually filled Harry's eyes as Draco looked down...
"Nothing that concerns you Harry..." Harry growled under his breath at the pain obviously in Draco's voice.
"You'll tell me, when you're ready..." He looked around from a moment, then sat down beside Draco, wanting nothing more than to touch him. "What about you and Dumbledore? Can you tell me about that?" Draco sighed relieved, he had wanted to tell someone this since Dumbledore and confronted him in his first year...
"IN my first year, he realized what I was... how arrogant, and how I was going ot turn into a death eater if I wasn't told what was wrong about it. He got me in his office, and he explained the situation, and what was going on, Voldemort, my father... what they had all done. I started hating my father then. I turned to the good side, though I wasn't allowed to show it, I had to continue to act like I always would have... but I've been good all along, and this year, I'll tell Dumbledore any information that I gather, now that I'm 16..." Harry nodded softly.
"You know about the Order then?"
"Yes."
He looked at him, not believing for a moment. Draco had always seemed so... but then again, Draco was acting rather unDracoish right now... had been... maybe this was the real Draco, and the Draco that he had known for five school years was indeed that UnDracoish one? (This is to explain that whole UNDracoish behavior, and Harry is acting OOC because of Sirius' death!)
Harry sighed. "We will still have to pretend that we hate each other then?" Draco nodded sadly, then his eyes lighted up wickedly...
"But that doesn't mean that we have to in here." He leaned over and kissed him so that Harry's insides melted, and yet a warning signal went off in his head. As much as he wanted his new found boyfriend... he giggled at the sound of that... he knew that they couldn't do anything major until they were both ready, and as much as they both wanted it, this wasn't that time. Draco seemed to be thinking along the same lines...
They both pulled back, breathless, and when Harry said "Wait..." Draco replied...
"When your ready, my little Lion, we can set the poetry in motion, until then, I'll be satisfied with the sweet sensation of your lips..." They kissed again and Harry pulled back and muttered. "But I wont, my Prince, I wont be..." And pulled Draco back for more.
Author: Okay, thank you for the reviews, and I know your all thinking "DAMN!" I thought they were going ot do it! But they weren't, they were, but I don't know how to type it, I'm going ot have to give it some thought... plus, they have to get into a fight first, maybe Draco will kiss someone else, then they'll have to make up... MUHAHAH!!!
Author!
Slytherin Prince, part 5: Realization hits, and letters arrive
Harry couldn't wait to return to his dormitory, wanting nothing more than to tell Draco something that had been burning inside of him since they shared the poems... He thought that... they should be together... in secret, but together... he wanted... something...
When he entered the dorm however, Draco was sitting on the couch, with tears of rage glistening in his eyes, and a letter in his hand. When Harry walked over and laid his hand on his shoulder, Draco looked up, his rage not subduing, but if nothing else, increasing. Harry felt a wash of hurt go through him, and at seeing this, Draco let the anger slowly ebb out of his eyes, and handed Harry the letter. Harry noticed that the windows in the room had been removed by some type of charm. He looked quizzically at Draco, but he just nodded towards the letter. Harry opened it and read:
Draco,
I don't know what in the Hell you think your doing with that damn Potter, when you know full well he is indeed the reason I am here. You best remember that boy, and remember who you are, and what I can do. I suggest that you talk to that muggle loving fool and remove yourself from Potter's dormitory, or I will make sure that something happens when I am out of here, which will be sooner than you think.
Draco, did you think that I wasn't going to keep watch on you, and inform you of this. YOU WILL BECOME A DEATH EATER, RATHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!!!
Your Father
Harry looked at Draco in horror, and words completely different from what he meant to say spilled from his lips. What he meant to say was, "I'm sorry Draco!" What he did say was "I want to be with you." Draco's eyes widened as Harry sat beside him, looking at him with something close to love, even if it was just a taste of puppy love (For the moment), and his heart wrenched at the sight. He wasn't going to let his father screw this up, not when it was the first good thing that had ever happened to him that he wanted... all the people before, they were just there.. this was real, and this was something that even his father couldn't take away from him, even if he did... things...
He looked at Harry with everything that he felt and nodded. "I was waiting for you to ask..."
Harry smiled softly... "How did this happen?" He shook his hair out of his eyes and smiled. "I thought that we hated each other?" Draco shook his head.
"I think that we loved the heat and intensity of the arguments, and that we thought we hated each other mainly because it was expected..." He shrugged, then Harry said something that made his heart drop into his stomach...
"What will your father do, what did he do..." Anger actually filled Harry's eyes as Draco looked down...
"Nothing that concerns you Harry..." Harry growled under his breath at the pain obviously in Draco's voice.
"You'll tell me, when you're ready..." He looked around from a moment, then sat down beside Draco, wanting nothing more than to touch him. "What about you and Dumbledore? Can you tell me about that?" Draco sighed relieved, he had wanted to tell someone this since Dumbledore and confronted him in his first year...
"IN my first year, he realized what I was... how arrogant, and how I was going ot turn into a death eater if I wasn't told what was wrong about it. He got me in his office, and he explained the situation, and what was going on, Voldemort, my father... what they had all done. I started hating my father then. I turned to the good side, though I wasn't allowed to show it, I had to continue to act like I always would have... but I've been good all along, and this year, I'll tell Dumbledore any information that I gather, now that I'm 16..." Harry nodded softly.
"You know about the Order then?"
"Yes."
He looked at him, not believing for a moment. Draco had always seemed so... but then again, Draco was acting rather unDracoish right now... had been... maybe this was the real Draco, and the Draco that he had known for five school years was indeed that UnDracoish one? (This is to explain that whole UNDracoish behavior, and Harry is acting OOC because of Sirius' death!)
Harry sighed. "We will still have to pretend that we hate each other then?" Draco nodded sadly, then his eyes lighted up wickedly...
"But that doesn't mean that we have to in here." He leaned over and kissed him so that Harry's insides melted, and yet a warning signal went off in his head. As much as he wanted his new found boyfriend... he giggled at the sound of that... he knew that they couldn't do anything major until they were both ready, and as much as they both wanted it, this wasn't that time. Draco seemed to be thinking along the same lines...
They both pulled back, breathless, and when Harry said "Wait..." Draco replied...
"When your ready, my little Lion, we can set the poetry in motion, until then, I'll be satisfied with the sweet sensation of your lips..." They kissed again and Harry pulled back and muttered. "But I wont, my Prince, I wont be..." And pulled Draco back for more.
Author: Okay, thank you for the reviews, and I know your all thinking "DAMN!" I thought they were going ot do it! But they weren't, they were, but I don't know how to type it, I'm going ot have to give it some thought... plus, they have to get into a fight first, maybe Draco will kiss someone else, then they'll have to make up... MUHAHAH!!!
Author!