Game of Seduction
PG-13
Ryo Angel
....thoughts
The Way We Are Now ---
He looked so pale. Staring at his listless form on that white hospital bed made Draco cringe. All this time... had he always been this pale? This thin? Draco sat down next to his precious Gryffindor and took his hand. Rubbing his other hand on top of the Parseltongue Prince, Draco tried to warm him. "Harry..." He whispered, eyes filled with worry. "Wake up... I need you."
But alas, the brave hero to the entire wizarding world is lost inside himself, battling demons that no one else knows of. He's trying to ward them off, but they're catching up, running him down like a pack of wolves with their prey. There's no one to help him, no one to stop them, no one to rescue him. He wants to give up. It's just so hard fighting them off. What's the use? The one person he wants to protect is going to die anyways.
Harry...
Wake up...
He running, running, running so fast that the words almost didn't catch up to him in time.
I need you...
A tunnel of light surfaced in front of him and he continued to run, fast now, faster as the voice got louder.
Please....
There was a pull and a push. He's getting closer to the exit. Further away from the demons.
I need you...
He's almost there...
So much...
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Emerald eyes fluttered awake and he looked around him as he sat up. Alone. Emerald eyes closed and he sighed deeply as he fell back to bed, trying hard to blink away the tears. "Too good to be true..." He laughed to himself bitterly.
"Harry?"
The shock of hearing his voice and then the vision of his dragon coming in view had Harry in tears. Tears of happiness, tears of grief, tears borne from long years of control. And he came to realize that Draco was holding him and he cried some more for that.
When Hermione and Ron came in to see how Harry was doing, Hermione silently pulled the protesting Ron away, leaving the two alone to explore this new step they were about to take.
"Blimey, Hermione!" Ron shook free of Hermione's death grip, "Why'd you drag me out? Harry's in there with the snake!"
Hermione looked at him and calmly replied, "He knows Parseltongue, I'm sure they'll be able to communicate."
Ron gaped at her, his mouth opening and shutting with no retort.
"I don't understand what you have against Draco, Ron. He's no evil any more than you are."
Hermione sighed and sat down on a bench, watching the leaves fall. Spring will come soon.
Ron frowned as he took a seat next to her, "What about all those years of him teasing us? Torturing us?"
Hermione laughed, "And we retaliated in turn." She sighed happily, "Merlin, those were the days, not much to worry about; the only big worry next to Voldemort was the NEWTS and the OWLs." She smiled, reminiscing, "How I miss those days..." She turned to him and smiled a gentle little smile, "The memories will always be treasured... but I'd like to make some new ones." She paused before kissing him gently on the lips, "With you."
With her looking at him with a little smile and rosy cheeks, Ron didn't know what to say, "Am I dreaming?"
A seductive laugh, "If you are, then so am I." She leaned in and kissed him again, a bit more forcefully, but no less gentle.
"I love you..."
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"Harry?" A soft whisper tickled at the Boy-Who-Lived's ear.
"Hm?" He moved in Draco's arms and turned his attention to the man holding him.
"Why did you push me away?" A simple question, and yet...
Harry turned away, "Do I have to tell you?"
A little smile graced the white dragon's lips, "Yes." He tilted the pouting boy's chin, "You have to tell me." And he kissed the pout away, "Or no more."
Another pout, "Meanie."
"Don't you know it." Draco winked before he turned serious again, "Now..."
A sigh and Harry pushed away from Draco gently, his body complaining at the loss of the warmth but he ignored it. He couldn't be too near Draco right now. "Voldemort."
"Voldemort?" A wrinkling of brow, "Harry, I know you may have a kinky side of you, but the dark lord is not one to play around with..."
"No!" A shudder went through Harry and he glared at the semi-smiling dragon, "The fact that you put those two together is just... sickening."
"And yet you love me so."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Harry stood up and ran his hands through his hair, "I've been having visions of Voldemort coming here and..." A frustrated sigh as he started fiddling with the edge of the sheet, "And he destroyed you."
"A dream..."
"A vision!" Harry erupted, stopping Draco from making light of what was very serious, "He destroyed you and made me watch. Stripped you and plundered you, raped you, destroyed you..." A sob broke from Harry, "But he didn't kill you." Tears rolled down from his cheeks, fat and hot, they burned deep inside, "You were left alive and every time I looked at you... you became of a symbol of everything that I had tried to protect... that I couldn't protect."
Draco was shocked and he sat there for several minutes, open-mouthed, trying to digest all of this and Harry stood there, staring at him; staring at nothing.
A soft hand on his chin and gently forced Harry to look up. Emerald eyes onto blue ones, Harry crumbled as Draco said softly the words that would echo into the Boy-Who-Lived's brain forever.
"We are forever. Whatever comes of Voldemort and his demented plans, we will always be forever."
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Author's Notes: Ta Da! Next Chapter will have Voldemort in it. And he will have a nice tidy li'l role to play Probably will be up around October 25... so look back around then.
BTW, College is great! I'm living on Campus at Mills College Presents would be much appreciated too
As usual, flames will be used to warm myself up... because it is getting WAY too cold here and there's no heater TT
....thoughts
The Way We Are Now ---
He looked so pale. Staring at his listless form on that white hospital bed made Draco cringe. All this time... had he always been this pale? This thin? Draco sat down next to his precious Gryffindor and took his hand. Rubbing his other hand on top of the Parseltongue Prince, Draco tried to warm him. "Harry..." He whispered, eyes filled with worry. "Wake up... I need you."
But alas, the brave hero to the entire wizarding world is lost inside himself, battling demons that no one else knows of. He's trying to ward them off, but they're catching up, running him down like a pack of wolves with their prey. There's no one to help him, no one to stop them, no one to rescue him. He wants to give up. It's just so hard fighting them off. What's the use? The one person he wants to protect is going to die anyways.
Harry...
Wake up...
He running, running, running so fast that the words almost didn't catch up to him in time.
I need you...
A tunnel of light surfaced in front of him and he continued to run, fast now, faster as the voice got louder.
Please....
There was a pull and a push. He's getting closer to the exit. Further away from the demons.
I need you...
He's almost there...
So much...
---
Emerald eyes fluttered awake and he looked around him as he sat up. Alone. Emerald eyes closed and he sighed deeply as he fell back to bed, trying hard to blink away the tears. "Too good to be true..." He laughed to himself bitterly.
"Harry?"
The shock of hearing his voice and then the vision of his dragon coming in view had Harry in tears. Tears of happiness, tears of grief, tears borne from long years of control. And he came to realize that Draco was holding him and he cried some more for that.
When Hermione and Ron came in to see how Harry was doing, Hermione silently pulled the protesting Ron away, leaving the two alone to explore this new step they were about to take.
"Blimey, Hermione!" Ron shook free of Hermione's death grip, "Why'd you drag me out? Harry's in there with the snake!"
Hermione looked at him and calmly replied, "He knows Parseltongue, I'm sure they'll be able to communicate."
Ron gaped at her, his mouth opening and shutting with no retort.
"I don't understand what you have against Draco, Ron. He's no evil any more than you are."
Hermione sighed and sat down on a bench, watching the leaves fall. Spring will come soon.
Ron frowned as he took a seat next to her, "What about all those years of him teasing us? Torturing us?"
Hermione laughed, "And we retaliated in turn." She sighed happily, "Merlin, those were the days, not much to worry about; the only big worry next to Voldemort was the NEWTS and the OWLs." She smiled, reminiscing, "How I miss those days..." She turned to him and smiled a gentle little smile, "The memories will always be treasured... but I'd like to make some new ones." She paused before kissing him gently on the lips, "With you."
With her looking at him with a little smile and rosy cheeks, Ron didn't know what to say, "Am I dreaming?"
A seductive laugh, "If you are, then so am I." She leaned in and kissed him again, a bit more forcefully, but no less gentle.
"I love you..."
------
"Harry?" A soft whisper tickled at the Boy-Who-Lived's ear.
"Hm?" He moved in Draco's arms and turned his attention to the man holding him.
"Why did you push me away?" A simple question, and yet...
Harry turned away, "Do I have to tell you?"
A little smile graced the white dragon's lips, "Yes." He tilted the pouting boy's chin, "You have to tell me." And he kissed the pout away, "Or no more."
Another pout, "Meanie."
"Don't you know it." Draco winked before he turned serious again, "Now..."
A sigh and Harry pushed away from Draco gently, his body complaining at the loss of the warmth but he ignored it. He couldn't be too near Draco right now. "Voldemort."
"Voldemort?" A wrinkling of brow, "Harry, I know you may have a kinky side of you, but the dark lord is not one to play around with..."
"No!" A shudder went through Harry and he glared at the semi-smiling dragon, "The fact that you put those two together is just... sickening."
"And yet you love me so."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Harry stood up and ran his hands through his hair, "I've been having visions of Voldemort coming here and..." A frustrated sigh as he started fiddling with the edge of the sheet, "And he destroyed you."
"A dream..."
"A vision!" Harry erupted, stopping Draco from making light of what was very serious, "He destroyed you and made me watch. Stripped you and plundered you, raped you, destroyed you..." A sob broke from Harry, "But he didn't kill you." Tears rolled down from his cheeks, fat and hot, they burned deep inside, "You were left alive and every time I looked at you... you became of a symbol of everything that I had tried to protect... that I couldn't protect."
Draco was shocked and he sat there for several minutes, open-mouthed, trying to digest all of this and Harry stood there, staring at him; staring at nothing.
A soft hand on his chin and gently forced Harry to look up. Emerald eyes onto blue ones, Harry crumbled as Draco said softly the words that would echo into the Boy-Who-Lived's brain forever.
"We are forever. Whatever comes of Voldemort and his demented plans, we will always be forever."
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Author's Notes: Ta Da! Next Chapter will have Voldemort in it. And he will have a nice tidy li'l role to play Probably will be up around October 25... so look back around then.
BTW, College is great! I'm living on Campus at Mills College Presents would be much appreciated too
As usual, flames will be used to warm myself up... because it is getting WAY too cold here and there's no heater TT