It might take a little while for me to update again.
1) I have writer's block
2) I'm going somewhere Sunday and Monday.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But if I did I'd be rolling in cash!
Warning: Foul language and sexual situations.
Chapter 2: More Than a Friend
Voldemort was somewhere, but Harry couldn't look. If he wanted Draco to stay in his right mind he had to concentrate.
Suddenly it became easier. Voldemort had quit, so that meant...
He was coming for Harry himself.
Harry spun around to see the crimson eyes of Voldemort himself.
"Hello, Harry." He hissed and kicked Harry in the chest.
Harry flew into Draco and they both hit the ground.
"You ok?" Harry got up and helped Draco up.
Draco nodded.
"Yeah, but that's the least of our worries." He looked up at Voldemort who was now coming for them.
"Why won't you die?" Voldemort yelled and pulled out his wand. "Crucio!"
The bolt that came out of his wand hit Harry in his gut. He fell to his knees and cried out in pain.
Voldemort stepped over Harry and grabbed Draco by his collar.
"Mr. Malfoy. First you deny the mark. Then you make friends with, him." Voldemort said 'him' like it was a foul word.
Draco saw Harry get up behind Voldemort. He looked away and whimpered like a hurt dog.
"You disgust me." He spat in Draco's face.
Voldemort threw Draco to the side.
Just as he did that Harry yelled a curse.
"Expelliarmus." Voldemort flew back and his wand flew out of his hand.
Voldemort reached for it, but it was too late.
"Accio wand." Voldemort's wand flew to his hand.
Suddenly someone grabbed him from behind and pushed him flat on the ground.
Death eaters.
They surrounded him and Voldemort. Laughing. They took his and Voldemort's wands and gave them both to Voldemort.
"Thought you had won didn't you?" Voldemort laughed. "I am the greatest wizard of all time. Do you think such a small creature such as your self could ever defeat me?"
Harry knew then that he would die. He and Draco both.
"Petrificus Totalus." Someone yelled behind the death eaters.
A large crowd of wizards had come and each of them was paralyzing the death eaters. So now there was hope.
"Avada Kedavra." Voldemort send the killing curse at someone in the crowd.
That someone, he had to watch die. That someone happened to be one of his best friends. That someone was Ron Weasley.
Just as quickly as Harry had gotten up, he fell to his knees.
Ron quickly died.
Harry went to run to him.
"Stop. Or I'll kill you to." He smirked at Harry and turned back to the crowd.
"You vile, evil creature!" Hermione yelled.
Voldemort growled and dragged her to him with a flick of his wand.
"Worthless mudblood." Voldemort smirked at Harry again. "I've always thought that friends were worthless, something that made a person weak."
He put his wand to Hermione's neck.
"Avada Kedavra." He laughed and dropped her body.
The he went to Draco and picked him up.
The crowd behind him was now fighting the death eaters.
"You last friend. Am I right?" He put his wand to Draco's neck and looked at Harry.
"Put him down." Harry stood and walked over to Voldemort.
His hands were behind his back.
"You're pathetic. You have no wand." He turned back to Draco. "Avada Ked...ah!" His yelled filled the area.
"Never turn your back on me." Harry held a knife covered in black blood.
Harry's eyes were full of hate. He never wanted someone to die so much.
Voldemort dropped Draco and fell to his knees.
His ebony colored blood spewed out of the wound in his back.
Harry stabbed him again, in the heart. The blood splashed him, putting some of the blood on his face.
"For my parents, and my friends." He yelled. "You'll die!"
Harry shoved the knife through his heart again and again.
Voldemort turned into dust right before his eyes. He put the knife into the cold, hard earth and cried.
"Hermione, Ron..." Harry was pulled into an embrace by Draco. "I could have saved them."
Draco shook his head against Harry.
"No, he would have just killed you." Draco pulled himself from Harry and left his hands on his shoulders. "Harry, you just killed Voldemort. You saved the world."
Harry just couldn't be happy. He pulled from Draco and ran to Hermione. He gripped her cold, lifeless body as if she would turn to dust and blow away, just as Voldemort did.
"Hermione..." He whispered and put her down.
Harry then ran to Ron and gripped him in the same fashion.
All of the death eaters had either run away or were lying dead on the ground.
The crowd of people pulled him away from the bodies.
"Harry, you killed him! You killed Voldemort!" Neville cried and hugged him. "Your a hero, Harry!"
No matter how much praise he got, he would never be happy.
Four Years Later
Harry lived in the muggle world in a flat, shared with Draco.
After everything that happened Draco stayed with Harry. They had become the best of friends.
He didn't get over Hermione and Ron's deaths fully, but he didn't cry as much as he used to.
"Get up!" Harry yelled from the kitchen, trying to awaken the Draco.
Draco smirked and pulled the covers over his head.
The next thing he knew Harry had broken down his door. He jumped on Draco.
"Get up!" He pulled the covers off of Draco and got off of the bed.
Draco frowned.
"Why do you have to get me up so early in the morning? For Merlin's sake it's only 7 pm." Draco walked into the kitchen in his deep green boxers, where Harry was cooking.
"Because I couldn't sleep. So If I suffer you suffer." Harry flipped his bacon.
Draco made puppy dog eyes at Harry and went to meet him. He put his arms around Harry's waist and held him.
"Ickle Harry having nightmares again?" He asked Harry as if he was talking to a baby.
Harry knew Draco's sexual preference, and it wasn't female. So he pushed Draco off of him.
"Yeah, they get worse every night." Harry rubbed his forehead where his scar was.
Draco pretended to be sad that Harry wouldn't let him hug him.
"May be you should go out. It's been a long time since you've been anywhere." Draco suggested.
Harry put the cooked bacon on his plate.
"May be you're right. I guess I do need to get out." Harry said.
He noticed Draco was staring at him oddly. Some how he read Draco's mind.
"No, I'm not going there!" He yelled.
"Darn." Draco snapped his fingers in the air.
They ate breakfast quietly; Draco stealing pieces of Harry's bacon while Harry quietly drank his coffee.
Harry stood.
"I'm going out." He grabbed his coat and the keys to his car. "I'll be back later tonight."
Draco sighed.
No telling how long Harry had been up. He might not have gone to bed the night before. Draco suspected that he was scared of having nightmares.
Draco never had asked what the nightmares were about. If they caused Harry to scream that loud at night, then he didn't think he really wanted to know.
Draco had come out of the closet about a year after he and Harry graduated. He told Harry first, hoping that Harry wouldn't ditch him. As you can tell he didn't. He simply told Draco that if he ever hit on him that he would hex him to oblivion.
Coming from Harry, that was scary.
Draco hadn't really ever hit on him. Most of the time he just tried to lighten up the mood by showing off his sexual preference.
So you probably suspect that Draco didn't think of Harry that way. I mean, they're best friends right?
Wrong.
Draco had always had feelings for Harry. Ever since they became friends in 7th year.
Who wouldn't like Harry though? A) He was the most gorgeous thing on Earth, even though he didn't seem to notice it B) He's famous C) He's rich, not that Draco needed money.
Draco went out about an hour later. He decided to go and visit his mother, who was currently husbandless.
Lucius had been sent to Azkaban for activities involving Voldemort. Narcissa had been thankful. Lucius wasn't exactly what you could call a good husband.
Draco came home around 9 o' clock that night. As he pushed the key into the door of their flat, he heard noises.
As he pushed the door open he found out just exactly what those noises were.
Harry was having sex on the couch with a woman that obviously didn't know for very long.
He seemed to be drunk. It wasn't like Harry to bring home some whore and fuck her on the floor right in the middle of the living room.
Draco was too horrified to even speak. heck he was too horrified to even move.
He just stared down at Harry shoving himself into the woman, who was screaming quite loudly. Harry was being pretty aggressive with her.
It was like he was trying to hurt her on purpose.
Once Draco had gotten the courage to move, he did so. He quietly walked over to his room and closed the door behind him.
Neither Harry nor the woman seemed to notice.
To cover up the disgusting sounds of Harry and the woman he put a silencing charm around him.
'How could he do something like that? Especially when he knew I would be coming home at any given time.' Draco jumped in his bed.
He couldn't get the picture out of his mind. It was stuck there. Draco wished it would be he and Harry, but something like that would never happen. Harry was straight and Draco was about as straight as a circle.
He went to sleep crying.
Draco awoke the next morning earlier than usual. At first he thought he had a horrible dream.
'No...' Draco shook his head rapidly, 'It was too real to be a dream.'
Draco peeked out of the door into the living room and saw nothing.
'At least he had the decency to clean up his mess.' Draco thought and went into the kitchen. 'They must have moved to the room'
Draco fixed himself some cereal and sat down to eat.
About an hour and 3 bowls of cereal later there was a loud crash in Harry's room.
Draco sprung up and a woman, the same one from last night dashed out of the room.
Harry came out after her, wearing his only his boxers. He had his wand pointed at her.
"Have you ever seen Men in Black?" Harry asked.
Draco rolled his eyes. It was just like Harry to talk about a movie at a time like this.
The woman nodded slowly, clutching the blanket around her.
"Well, I'm going to give you a nice new memory."
The woman fiddled with the door to get it open.
"Obliviate!" He yelled.
The woman stopped what she was doing and a blank expression sprouted on her face.
"You're a stripper that likes to drug people so you can sleep with them. You've never met me in your entire life." He put his wand back in his pocket. "Now get the hell out!" He yelled.
She scrambled to get out and slammed the door behind her.
Harry turned to Draco, who now had the same blank expression on his face as the woman did.
Harry sat on the couch and put his head in his hands.
"You saw me last night didn't you?" Harry asked.
Draco slowly walked up to him and sat beside him on the couch.
"Yeah, I did." Draco patted Harry on the back in order to comfort him. "It's alright though."
Harry snickered.
"You're homosexual, Draco. You're probably too disgusted with me to even go at it with a guy again. I'm sorry." Harry apologized.
Draco pulled up Harry's head and looked at him.
"You're right, I was disgusted. But really now? Give up guys because I saw you do it with a chick? Dream on." Draco embraced Harry.
Harry returned the embrace.
He and Draco had been friends for so long now. And Harry knew how much Draco wanted to be with him, but he had ignored it...
Until today.
Sorry about the cliffhanger and sorry about my spelling. Don't bother to tell me. Sigh
Please review and thanks for reading.
1) I have writer's block
2) I'm going somewhere Sunday and Monday.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. But if I did I'd be rolling in cash!
Warning: Foul language and sexual situations.
Chapter 2: More Than a Friend
Voldemort was somewhere, but Harry couldn't look. If he wanted Draco to stay in his right mind he had to concentrate.
Suddenly it became easier. Voldemort had quit, so that meant...
He was coming for Harry himself.
Harry spun around to see the crimson eyes of Voldemort himself.
"Hello, Harry." He hissed and kicked Harry in the chest.
Harry flew into Draco and they both hit the ground.
"You ok?" Harry got up and helped Draco up.
Draco nodded.
"Yeah, but that's the least of our worries." He looked up at Voldemort who was now coming for them.
"Why won't you die?" Voldemort yelled and pulled out his wand. "Crucio!"
The bolt that came out of his wand hit Harry in his gut. He fell to his knees and cried out in pain.
Voldemort stepped over Harry and grabbed Draco by his collar.
"Mr. Malfoy. First you deny the mark. Then you make friends with, him." Voldemort said 'him' like it was a foul word.
Draco saw Harry get up behind Voldemort. He looked away and whimpered like a hurt dog.
"You disgust me." He spat in Draco's face.
Voldemort threw Draco to the side.
Just as he did that Harry yelled a curse.
"Expelliarmus." Voldemort flew back and his wand flew out of his hand.
Voldemort reached for it, but it was too late.
"Accio wand." Voldemort's wand flew to his hand.
Suddenly someone grabbed him from behind and pushed him flat on the ground.
Death eaters.
They surrounded him and Voldemort. Laughing. They took his and Voldemort's wands and gave them both to Voldemort.
"Thought you had won didn't you?" Voldemort laughed. "I am the greatest wizard of all time. Do you think such a small creature such as your self could ever defeat me?"
Harry knew then that he would die. He and Draco both.
"Petrificus Totalus." Someone yelled behind the death eaters.
A large crowd of wizards had come and each of them was paralyzing the death eaters. So now there was hope.
"Avada Kedavra." Voldemort send the killing curse at someone in the crowd.
That someone, he had to watch die. That someone happened to be one of his best friends. That someone was Ron Weasley.
Just as quickly as Harry had gotten up, he fell to his knees.
Ron quickly died.
Harry went to run to him.
"Stop. Or I'll kill you to." He smirked at Harry and turned back to the crowd.
"You vile, evil creature!" Hermione yelled.
Voldemort growled and dragged her to him with a flick of his wand.
"Worthless mudblood." Voldemort smirked at Harry again. "I've always thought that friends were worthless, something that made a person weak."
He put his wand to Hermione's neck.
"Avada Kedavra." He laughed and dropped her body.
The he went to Draco and picked him up.
The crowd behind him was now fighting the death eaters.
"You last friend. Am I right?" He put his wand to Draco's neck and looked at Harry.
"Put him down." Harry stood and walked over to Voldemort.
His hands were behind his back.
"You're pathetic. You have no wand." He turned back to Draco. "Avada Ked...ah!" His yelled filled the area.
"Never turn your back on me." Harry held a knife covered in black blood.
Harry's eyes were full of hate. He never wanted someone to die so much.
Voldemort dropped Draco and fell to his knees.
His ebony colored blood spewed out of the wound in his back.
Harry stabbed him again, in the heart. The blood splashed him, putting some of the blood on his face.
"For my parents, and my friends." He yelled. "You'll die!"
Harry shoved the knife through his heart again and again.
Voldemort turned into dust right before his eyes. He put the knife into the cold, hard earth and cried.
"Hermione, Ron..." Harry was pulled into an embrace by Draco. "I could have saved them."
Draco shook his head against Harry.
"No, he would have just killed you." Draco pulled himself from Harry and left his hands on his shoulders. "Harry, you just killed Voldemort. You saved the world."
Harry just couldn't be happy. He pulled from Draco and ran to Hermione. He gripped her cold, lifeless body as if she would turn to dust and blow away, just as Voldemort did.
"Hermione..." He whispered and put her down.
Harry then ran to Ron and gripped him in the same fashion.
All of the death eaters had either run away or were lying dead on the ground.
The crowd of people pulled him away from the bodies.
"Harry, you killed him! You killed Voldemort!" Neville cried and hugged him. "Your a hero, Harry!"
No matter how much praise he got, he would never be happy.
Four Years Later
Harry lived in the muggle world in a flat, shared with Draco.
After everything that happened Draco stayed with Harry. They had become the best of friends.
He didn't get over Hermione and Ron's deaths fully, but he didn't cry as much as he used to.
"Get up!" Harry yelled from the kitchen, trying to awaken the Draco.
Draco smirked and pulled the covers over his head.
The next thing he knew Harry had broken down his door. He jumped on Draco.
"Get up!" He pulled the covers off of Draco and got off of the bed.
Draco frowned.
"Why do you have to get me up so early in the morning? For Merlin's sake it's only 7 pm." Draco walked into the kitchen in his deep green boxers, where Harry was cooking.
"Because I couldn't sleep. So If I suffer you suffer." Harry flipped his bacon.
Draco made puppy dog eyes at Harry and went to meet him. He put his arms around Harry's waist and held him.
"Ickle Harry having nightmares again?" He asked Harry as if he was talking to a baby.
Harry knew Draco's sexual preference, and it wasn't female. So he pushed Draco off of him.
"Yeah, they get worse every night." Harry rubbed his forehead where his scar was.
Draco pretended to be sad that Harry wouldn't let him hug him.
"May be you should go out. It's been a long time since you've been anywhere." Draco suggested.
Harry put the cooked bacon on his plate.
"May be you're right. I guess I do need to get out." Harry said.
He noticed Draco was staring at him oddly. Some how he read Draco's mind.
"No, I'm not going there!" He yelled.
"Darn." Draco snapped his fingers in the air.
They ate breakfast quietly; Draco stealing pieces of Harry's bacon while Harry quietly drank his coffee.
Harry stood.
"I'm going out." He grabbed his coat and the keys to his car. "I'll be back later tonight."
Draco sighed.
No telling how long Harry had been up. He might not have gone to bed the night before. Draco suspected that he was scared of having nightmares.
Draco never had asked what the nightmares were about. If they caused Harry to scream that loud at night, then he didn't think he really wanted to know.
Draco had come out of the closet about a year after he and Harry graduated. He told Harry first, hoping that Harry wouldn't ditch him. As you can tell he didn't. He simply told Draco that if he ever hit on him that he would hex him to oblivion.
Coming from Harry, that was scary.
Draco hadn't really ever hit on him. Most of the time he just tried to lighten up the mood by showing off his sexual preference.
So you probably suspect that Draco didn't think of Harry that way. I mean, they're best friends right?
Wrong.
Draco had always had feelings for Harry. Ever since they became friends in 7th year.
Who wouldn't like Harry though? A) He was the most gorgeous thing on Earth, even though he didn't seem to notice it B) He's famous C) He's rich, not that Draco needed money.
Draco went out about an hour later. He decided to go and visit his mother, who was currently husbandless.
Lucius had been sent to Azkaban for activities involving Voldemort. Narcissa had been thankful. Lucius wasn't exactly what you could call a good husband.
Draco came home around 9 o' clock that night. As he pushed the key into the door of their flat, he heard noises.
As he pushed the door open he found out just exactly what those noises were.
Harry was having sex on the couch with a woman that obviously didn't know for very long.
He seemed to be drunk. It wasn't like Harry to bring home some whore and fuck her on the floor right in the middle of the living room.
Draco was too horrified to even speak. heck he was too horrified to even move.
He just stared down at Harry shoving himself into the woman, who was screaming quite loudly. Harry was being pretty aggressive with her.
It was like he was trying to hurt her on purpose.
Once Draco had gotten the courage to move, he did so. He quietly walked over to his room and closed the door behind him.
Neither Harry nor the woman seemed to notice.
To cover up the disgusting sounds of Harry and the woman he put a silencing charm around him.
'How could he do something like that? Especially when he knew I would be coming home at any given time.' Draco jumped in his bed.
He couldn't get the picture out of his mind. It was stuck there. Draco wished it would be he and Harry, but something like that would never happen. Harry was straight and Draco was about as straight as a circle.
He went to sleep crying.
Draco awoke the next morning earlier than usual. At first he thought he had a horrible dream.
'No...' Draco shook his head rapidly, 'It was too real to be a dream.'
Draco peeked out of the door into the living room and saw nothing.
'At least he had the decency to clean up his mess.' Draco thought and went into the kitchen. 'They must have moved to the room'
Draco fixed himself some cereal and sat down to eat.
About an hour and 3 bowls of cereal later there was a loud crash in Harry's room.
Draco sprung up and a woman, the same one from last night dashed out of the room.
Harry came out after her, wearing his only his boxers. He had his wand pointed at her.
"Have you ever seen Men in Black?" Harry asked.
Draco rolled his eyes. It was just like Harry to talk about a movie at a time like this.
The woman nodded slowly, clutching the blanket around her.
"Well, I'm going to give you a nice new memory."
The woman fiddled with the door to get it open.
"Obliviate!" He yelled.
The woman stopped what she was doing and a blank expression sprouted on her face.
"You're a stripper that likes to drug people so you can sleep with them. You've never met me in your entire life." He put his wand back in his pocket. "Now get the hell out!" He yelled.
She scrambled to get out and slammed the door behind her.
Harry turned to Draco, who now had the same blank expression on his face as the woman did.
Harry sat on the couch and put his head in his hands.
"You saw me last night didn't you?" Harry asked.
Draco slowly walked up to him and sat beside him on the couch.
"Yeah, I did." Draco patted Harry on the back in order to comfort him. "It's alright though."
Harry snickered.
"You're homosexual, Draco. You're probably too disgusted with me to even go at it with a guy again. I'm sorry." Harry apologized.
Draco pulled up Harry's head and looked at him.
"You're right, I was disgusted. But really now? Give up guys because I saw you do it with a chick? Dream on." Draco embraced Harry.
Harry returned the embrace.
He and Draco had been friends for so long now. And Harry knew how much Draco wanted to be with him, but he had ignored it...
Until today.
Sorry about the cliffhanger and sorry about my spelling. Don't bother to tell me. Sigh
Please review and thanks for reading.