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-- Chapter Nine --
- Daniels Dark Angel, Midnight Mistress, Suzaku West, Shania Maxwell, Draco MalfoyGirl 16, Without permission, Beloved, Yana5, Abbie (Harrypotterclmsnaol.com), - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – Hermione does know everything since she sort of pushed Harry at it. Besides, she saw Draco come in; Ron has been insulted by Draco too many times to simply accept him. That's simply put. I'll try to put in more about Ron in the next few chapters, but it might take me a while to figure out how exactly to write it. All right, hope that helps.
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Ron looked up just in time to see the portrait hole close. He didn't have to wonder who had left.
Harry walked through the halls silently under his father's Invisibility Cloak. He knew exactly where he was headed. He turned around the many the corners and descended down multiple stairs. He had to wrap the cloak closer around him due to the chilly air.
He stopped outside the Slytherin common room, and stood, waiting for someone to come out. Whilst he knew the password, a mysteriously opening entrance would undoubtedly catch the attention of many Slytherins.
Harry remained standing for over half an hour. Finally a sixth year girl walked past him and he slipped in. He looked around and saw that the house was very similar, except colder, and of course, the color scheme was the complete opposite. That fire wasn't burning and Harry concluded that it was colder inside than outside. Draco wasn't sitting in the common room so he decided to head down to the dorms. He spotted the room and opened the door, this time not bothering to enter discreetly.
Draco's bed was the very first one. Harry approached it.
The rest of the dorm was empty so Harry threw the Cloak on the bed. He sat down next to Draco.
"You heard?" Harry asked.
"Fucking stuck here for the entire year," Draco replied in apathy. "Just great..."
"No, I meant the attack," Harry said.
"Oh," Draco replied simply. "Yeah."
They sat in silence for a while.
Then Draco looked at Harry. After scrutinizing him for a moment, Draco put his hands around Harry's throat, gently however.
"Why do you trust me?"
"I don't. Or rather, I don't trust your blood. Your heart on the other hand is completely devoted to me and I have no need to worry about that."
"How do you know?"
"I don't. I'm merely trusting myself."
"I don't trust myself."
"I know."
They contemplated their words for a few moment and Draco moved his hands from Harry's neck to the back of his head and leaned in to kiss. Harry didn't resist.
Instead, he fell back on the bed. The slippery material of the Invisibility Cloak tickled Harry's arm.
"We can't do this here. In any of the dorms actually," Harry said, pulling away.
Draco rolled his eyes.
"You realize what would happen if Voldemort or your father found out?" Harry asked as he got up.
Draco remained silent.
"I have an idea, but I'm sure that Dumbledore will figure it out. I'm guessing you don't care however."
Draco sat up again and pushed his hair back with his hand. He yawned.
"Right. Anyway, meet me in front of Transfiguration at eight. Right now, get some sleep."
Harry leaned over to pick up his cloak. He didn't get far however as Draco pulled him back on top. Harry pushed away again, however.
"Eight, in front of Transfiguration!" Harry firmly stated.
He retrieved his cloak and left.
-- End of Chapter Ten --
-- Chapter Nine --
- Daniels Dark Angel, Midnight Mistress, Suzaku West, Shania Maxwell, Draco MalfoyGirl 16, Without permission, Beloved, Yana5, Abbie (Harrypotterclmsnaol.com), - thank you for reviewing!
A/N – Hermione does know everything since she sort of pushed Harry at it. Besides, she saw Draco come in; Ron has been insulted by Draco too many times to simply accept him. That's simply put. I'll try to put in more about Ron in the next few chapters, but it might take me a while to figure out how exactly to write it. All right, hope that helps.
--
Ron looked up just in time to see the portrait hole close. He didn't have to wonder who had left.
Harry walked through the halls silently under his father's Invisibility Cloak. He knew exactly where he was headed. He turned around the many the corners and descended down multiple stairs. He had to wrap the cloak closer around him due to the chilly air.
He stopped outside the Slytherin common room, and stood, waiting for someone to come out. Whilst he knew the password, a mysteriously opening entrance would undoubtedly catch the attention of many Slytherins.
Harry remained standing for over half an hour. Finally a sixth year girl walked past him and he slipped in. He looked around and saw that the house was very similar, except colder, and of course, the color scheme was the complete opposite. That fire wasn't burning and Harry concluded that it was colder inside than outside. Draco wasn't sitting in the common room so he decided to head down to the dorms. He spotted the room and opened the door, this time not bothering to enter discreetly.
Draco's bed was the very first one. Harry approached it.
The rest of the dorm was empty so Harry threw the Cloak on the bed. He sat down next to Draco.
"You heard?" Harry asked.
"Fucking stuck here for the entire year," Draco replied in apathy. "Just great..."
"No, I meant the attack," Harry said.
"Oh," Draco replied simply. "Yeah."
They sat in silence for a while.
Then Draco looked at Harry. After scrutinizing him for a moment, Draco put his hands around Harry's throat, gently however.
"Why do you trust me?"
"I don't. Or rather, I don't trust your blood. Your heart on the other hand is completely devoted to me and I have no need to worry about that."
"How do you know?"
"I don't. I'm merely trusting myself."
"I don't trust myself."
"I know."
They contemplated their words for a few moment and Draco moved his hands from Harry's neck to the back of his head and leaned in to kiss. Harry didn't resist.
Instead, he fell back on the bed. The slippery material of the Invisibility Cloak tickled Harry's arm.
"We can't do this here. In any of the dorms actually," Harry said, pulling away.
Draco rolled his eyes.
"You realize what would happen if Voldemort or your father found out?" Harry asked as he got up.
Draco remained silent.
"I have an idea, but I'm sure that Dumbledore will figure it out. I'm guessing you don't care however."
Draco sat up again and pushed his hair back with his hand. He yawned.
"Right. Anyway, meet me in front of Transfiguration at eight. Right now, get some sleep."
Harry leaned over to pick up his cloak. He didn't get far however as Draco pulled him back on top. Harry pushed away again, however.
"Eight, in front of Transfiguration!" Harry firmly stated.
He retrieved his cloak and left.
-- End of Chapter Ten --