Far Cry
Rated: Pg-13 to R
THIS IS SLASH! IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN CLICK THE BACK BUTTON NOW!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters associated with Harry Potter. I do own the plot, and Haze and Frost and Raye though! The lyrics, I also do not own!
Oh and May I add this is my first Harry Potter and my first slash fic.. Please be gentle...
Thanks goes out to those of you who reviewed!
OzCrow, BabyPuFoo, mandraco, amanda, KrystalLuck, Iljana(yea, i would like to have a beta.). Yoink Daydurfurits, riverchic1998 and anyone else who i left out!
'...' Thoughts
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Chapter 4: Discovered
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Hermione didn't know how long she had been in Draco's office, or how long that they talked. She had spent most of her time in silence as she listened to him talk about his past and all that he had been through. She could hardly believe he was once so proud of his knowledge of curses and being a pureblood. He had disliked anything connected with muggles... and now... It was ironic, that he should now not posses any of that magic, be disowned by his family and living as a muggle for three years.
"They're going to know that something is up, they are Ron and Harry. They know me too well, oh! What am I going to do?" She was mentally kicking herself, as she walked towards the Shoppe where she was supposed to be meeting Ron and Harry. Harry.. He hasn't told Harry yet, that much is obvious. She would have thought that Harry would have recognized Draco already, but it was obvious that he hadn't. 'Great, they're going to drill me into the ground until they get some kind of answers out of me.' She thought as she entered the shopped and walked over to where they were setting.
" 'Mione! Where have you been, we've been sitting in here for almost an hour! What took you so long at The Avada?" Ron exclaimed.
Harry's head jerked up, "The Avada? That's where Dray works! I've been meaning to pay him a visit; really, I think I should go over there right this instant. Yes, I think I will do that." Harry said, more or less talking to himself.
"Harry, do you really think that that's a good idea. I mean, you just met him and he wouldn't be expecting you. Besides, I think he's kind of pissed at Ron." Hermione shot her husband a glare from across the table.
"What for... Ron! What did you do this time?" Harry asked.
"Nothing.. I just mistaken him for Malf- I mean, well... damn." Ron cursed his stupidity at letting it slip. He knew that Harry got all defensive when it came to anything concerning Draco Malfoy.
"You to?" Harry through over his shoulder as he was making his way out of the exit of the Shoppe.
Hermione did a trouble take and her brows creased in thought as she stared off after him. 'Could he already know? Then why did Draco ask me to keep his secret... unless Harry doesn't know, and he still think that he hates him.' "Oh dear, this is all so confusing."
"What's confusing?"
"Nothing Ron, nothing. Lets just get our ice cream, and have a nice chat before heading home. I don't think we will be seeing Harry for the rest of the day." Hermione smiled at Ron as she ordered her ice cream. Ron just stared at her strangely before following her example.
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Draco was straitening CD's in the alternative section when he heard the most annoying laugh in the world. 'Does someone up there reeeaaallly have in it for me!? Why? Why? Why? And what the hell is she doing in muggle London and in MY store nonetheless. I swear if she recognizes me I'm going to scream!' He could feel his eye start to twitch with irritation. He could smell her all the way from where he was standing, and it was making his stomach churn. Trying to go about being unnoticed he made his way to the back of the store and busied himself with straitening DVDs and videos. He turned his head slightly, to listen to what she was saying. He could still hear her from the back of the store, her voice was grating on his very last nerve.
"Hey, I was looking for something very important. I can't remember what it was called, do you know someone who could help me?" She asked the women, Rachel, who stood at the counter.
'Oh, Rachel don't you dare send her back here! I will fire you faster then you can say Quidditch!' Draco thought as he clutched DVDs in his hands.
"Sure, the owner is right back in the videos, I'm sure he could help you with anything you need. He knows everything that's in this store." Rachel said, and pointed back to where he was standing.
She turned towards where the women was pointing and started forward without even a thanks or a smile of gratitude towards the other women. "Hey, I was wondering if you could help me. See I'm--" She glared at the man, "Hey! Don't you know it's rude to have your back to people when they are talking to you? I demand that you turn around this once!" the girl said, her eyes narrowed at his back. When she saw that he wasn't going to do, as she had demanded, she grabbed his shoulder and tried to force him to turn.
"I demand that you take your hand off of me this instant! Don't you EVER touch me again." He said with a slight growl, he knew he was going to give himself away but he just couldn't help it. He spun around and glared at the women before him. He saw her eyes widen, confusion cross them, then anger, and at last recognition. He winced at what was about to come.
"Draco!! Draky!! OH! I've missed you sooooooooo much! Where have you been and WHY are you working in a muggle store!" She had wrapped her arms around him.
"Get off, Pansy!! Did you hear a word that I just said? Don't touch me Ever. Again. Do you understand?!"
"Oh Draky, your just saying that because you never did like showing your true feelings in public, but these are muggles, why should you care!" She pulled herself against his body.
"Because, Pansy dear," He reached to where her hands rested, "I don't like you, I never have nor will I ever. If you haven't heard, I am no longer a Malfoy. I am no longer your promised! Now kindly get your hands off of me and never speak to me again!" He whispered harshly. He was about to push her away when he felt her lips on his. He was so surprised it took him a few seconds to react.
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Harry reached the music store with a happy smile on his face. He hadn't been happy in such a long time, and he was amazed that he actually met someone that could make him enjoy life again. He walked in and was about to walk over to the counter and ask for him when he saw something in the back of the store. He saw Dray... HIS Dray with some girls arms wrapped around him, he was about to go and ask what was going on when he saw the girl kiss him... and saw that he didn't seem to mind one bit.
He didn't know why he cared so much, they had just met, but seeing him, kissing that girl... He actually felt something break inside of him. "Dr-Dray??"
Draco got his sense back and pushed Pansy off of him, and what he saw made him sick. He saw Harry, standing there, and he had the look of heartbreak. Draco wanted to kill, he wanted to maim, he wanted to yell, scream, shout, break stuff. He wanted to run to Harry and explain, he wanted to collapse onto the floor and just cry. He stood, and waited to do at least one of those things, but nothing was happening. He couldn't move.
And it seemed that Harry was rooted to where he stood also.
Pansy didn't seem to notice, "Potter? What's he doing here?" She looked at him and scowled, "Honestly, how could you let him in your store, Draco? He's still just Gryffindor scum."
That did it, Draco saw Harry's eyes darken and he paled.
"Pansy, get out of my store, and if I EVER see your ugly face EVER again I. Will. Kill. You."
Pansy backed away as he saw the dark look on Draco's face, and she new better then to stay. "Have it your way then, your loss. After all I am the onl--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY STORE YOU BITCH!" Draco raged.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the blond who had just yelled at the girl. He didn't care what they thought, he glared at them and they went back to what they had been doing.
Pansy just smiled and walked out of the store.
Harry was still standing where he had been. He hadn't moved, not an inch.
Draco sighed, and finally moved himself towards his direction. "Harry..." He reached out his hand towards him and saw him flinch. He sighed and dropped his hand back to his side. "Listen, I'm sorry..."
"Don't."
Draco looked up at him.
"Don't you dare apologize to me. Don't come near me." Harry backed up a step.
"Harry?"
"Don't." Harry looked at Draco one last time before turning and running out of the store, leaving Draco standing there.
"Damn it, bloody fucking hell!" He turned on his heel and marched straight to his office and slammed the door so hard that it rattled some of the shelves and causing some things to fall. 'I knew it was going to happen, I KNEW it. He hates me, he always hated me! Why did I ever set myself up for this? Damn Pansy fucking Parkinson to the depths of every hell.' Draco was oblivious to the tears that ran down his face, was so damn emotionally unstable he didn't know what he was doing. He wanted to hit something; he wanted to hit something hard.
And he did just that.
The people in the store stopped, yet again, and looked towards the office and the whole in the wall.
Draco had his fist hugged to him, and glared at the people through the whole, "What the hell are you looking at?!!!" He sat down in his chair and propped his feat up on his desk flexing his now sore and slit knuckles.
It had been a day from hell.
Alrigty then, how was that? Good? Bad? REVIEW PLEASE!!
Feel free to email me: serraye_sanada@hotmail.com
Peace
Mad Love
Rated: Pg-13 to R
THIS IS SLASH! IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN CLICK THE BACK BUTTON NOW!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters associated with Harry Potter. I do own the plot, and Haze and Frost and Raye though! The lyrics, I also do not own!
Oh and May I add this is my first Harry Potter and my first slash fic.. Please be gentle...
Thanks goes out to those of you who reviewed!
OzCrow, BabyPuFoo, mandraco, amanda, KrystalLuck, Iljana(yea, i would like to have a beta.). Yoink Daydurfurits, riverchic1998 and anyone else who i left out!
'...' Thoughts
"..." Someone speaking
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Dot Pyramid! WOO!
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Chapter 4: Discovered
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Hermione didn't know how long she had been in Draco's office, or how long that they talked. She had spent most of her time in silence as she listened to him talk about his past and all that he had been through. She could hardly believe he was once so proud of his knowledge of curses and being a pureblood. He had disliked anything connected with muggles... and now... It was ironic, that he should now not posses any of that magic, be disowned by his family and living as a muggle for three years.
"They're going to know that something is up, they are Ron and Harry. They know me too well, oh! What am I going to do?" She was mentally kicking herself, as she walked towards the Shoppe where she was supposed to be meeting Ron and Harry. Harry.. He hasn't told Harry yet, that much is obvious. She would have thought that Harry would have recognized Draco already, but it was obvious that he hadn't. 'Great, they're going to drill me into the ground until they get some kind of answers out of me.' She thought as she entered the shopped and walked over to where they were setting.
" 'Mione! Where have you been, we've been sitting in here for almost an hour! What took you so long at The Avada?" Ron exclaimed.
Harry's head jerked up, "The Avada? That's where Dray works! I've been meaning to pay him a visit; really, I think I should go over there right this instant. Yes, I think I will do that." Harry said, more or less talking to himself.
"Harry, do you really think that that's a good idea. I mean, you just met him and he wouldn't be expecting you. Besides, I think he's kind of pissed at Ron." Hermione shot her husband a glare from across the table.
"What for... Ron! What did you do this time?" Harry asked.
"Nothing.. I just mistaken him for Malf- I mean, well... damn." Ron cursed his stupidity at letting it slip. He knew that Harry got all defensive when it came to anything concerning Draco Malfoy.
"You to?" Harry through over his shoulder as he was making his way out of the exit of the Shoppe.
Hermione did a trouble take and her brows creased in thought as she stared off after him. 'Could he already know? Then why did Draco ask me to keep his secret... unless Harry doesn't know, and he still think that he hates him.' "Oh dear, this is all so confusing."
"What's confusing?"
"Nothing Ron, nothing. Lets just get our ice cream, and have a nice chat before heading home. I don't think we will be seeing Harry for the rest of the day." Hermione smiled at Ron as she ordered her ice cream. Ron just stared at her strangely before following her example.
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Draco was straitening CD's in the alternative section when he heard the most annoying laugh in the world. 'Does someone up there reeeaaallly have in it for me!? Why? Why? Why? And what the hell is she doing in muggle London and in MY store nonetheless. I swear if she recognizes me I'm going to scream!' He could feel his eye start to twitch with irritation. He could smell her all the way from where he was standing, and it was making his stomach churn. Trying to go about being unnoticed he made his way to the back of the store and busied himself with straitening DVDs and videos. He turned his head slightly, to listen to what she was saying. He could still hear her from the back of the store, her voice was grating on his very last nerve.
"Hey, I was looking for something very important. I can't remember what it was called, do you know someone who could help me?" She asked the women, Rachel, who stood at the counter.
'Oh, Rachel don't you dare send her back here! I will fire you faster then you can say Quidditch!' Draco thought as he clutched DVDs in his hands.
"Sure, the owner is right back in the videos, I'm sure he could help you with anything you need. He knows everything that's in this store." Rachel said, and pointed back to where he was standing.
She turned towards where the women was pointing and started forward without even a thanks or a smile of gratitude towards the other women. "Hey, I was wondering if you could help me. See I'm--" She glared at the man, "Hey! Don't you know it's rude to have your back to people when they are talking to you? I demand that you turn around this once!" the girl said, her eyes narrowed at his back. When she saw that he wasn't going to do, as she had demanded, she grabbed his shoulder and tried to force him to turn.
"I demand that you take your hand off of me this instant! Don't you EVER touch me again." He said with a slight growl, he knew he was going to give himself away but he just couldn't help it. He spun around and glared at the women before him. He saw her eyes widen, confusion cross them, then anger, and at last recognition. He winced at what was about to come.
"Draco!! Draky!! OH! I've missed you sooooooooo much! Where have you been and WHY are you working in a muggle store!" She had wrapped her arms around him.
"Get off, Pansy!! Did you hear a word that I just said? Don't touch me Ever. Again. Do you understand?!"
"Oh Draky, your just saying that because you never did like showing your true feelings in public, but these are muggles, why should you care!" She pulled herself against his body.
"Because, Pansy dear," He reached to where her hands rested, "I don't like you, I never have nor will I ever. If you haven't heard, I am no longer a Malfoy. I am no longer your promised! Now kindly get your hands off of me and never speak to me again!" He whispered harshly. He was about to push her away when he felt her lips on his. He was so surprised it took him a few seconds to react.
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Harry reached the music store with a happy smile on his face. He hadn't been happy in such a long time, and he was amazed that he actually met someone that could make him enjoy life again. He walked in and was about to walk over to the counter and ask for him when he saw something in the back of the store. He saw Dray... HIS Dray with some girls arms wrapped around him, he was about to go and ask what was going on when he saw the girl kiss him... and saw that he didn't seem to mind one bit.
He didn't know why he cared so much, they had just met, but seeing him, kissing that girl... He actually felt something break inside of him. "Dr-Dray??"
Draco got his sense back and pushed Pansy off of him, and what he saw made him sick. He saw Harry, standing there, and he had the look of heartbreak. Draco wanted to kill, he wanted to maim, he wanted to yell, scream, shout, break stuff. He wanted to run to Harry and explain, he wanted to collapse onto the floor and just cry. He stood, and waited to do at least one of those things, but nothing was happening. He couldn't move.
And it seemed that Harry was rooted to where he stood also.
Pansy didn't seem to notice, "Potter? What's he doing here?" She looked at him and scowled, "Honestly, how could you let him in your store, Draco? He's still just Gryffindor scum."
That did it, Draco saw Harry's eyes darken and he paled.
"Pansy, get out of my store, and if I EVER see your ugly face EVER again I. Will. Kill. You."
Pansy backed away as he saw the dark look on Draco's face, and she new better then to stay. "Have it your way then, your loss. After all I am the onl--"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY STORE YOU BITCH!" Draco raged.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the blond who had just yelled at the girl. He didn't care what they thought, he glared at them and they went back to what they had been doing.
Pansy just smiled and walked out of the store.
Harry was still standing where he had been. He hadn't moved, not an inch.
Draco sighed, and finally moved himself towards his direction. "Harry..." He reached out his hand towards him and saw him flinch. He sighed and dropped his hand back to his side. "Listen, I'm sorry..."
"Don't."
Draco looked up at him.
"Don't you dare apologize to me. Don't come near me." Harry backed up a step.
"Harry?"
"Don't." Harry looked at Draco one last time before turning and running out of the store, leaving Draco standing there.
"Damn it, bloody fucking hell!" He turned on his heel and marched straight to his office and slammed the door so hard that it rattled some of the shelves and causing some things to fall. 'I knew it was going to happen, I KNEW it. He hates me, he always hated me! Why did I ever set myself up for this? Damn Pansy fucking Parkinson to the depths of every hell.' Draco was oblivious to the tears that ran down his face, was so damn emotionally unstable he didn't know what he was doing. He wanted to hit something; he wanted to hit something hard.
And he did just that.
The people in the store stopped, yet again, and looked towards the office and the whole in the wall.
Draco had his fist hugged to him, and glared at the people through the whole, "What the hell are you looking at?!!!" He sat down in his chair and propped his feat up on his desk flexing his now sore and slit knuckles.
It had been a day from hell.
Alrigty then, how was that? Good? Bad? REVIEW PLEASE!!
Feel free to email me: serraye_sanada@hotmail.com
Peace
Mad Love