Wohow! Here I am again with another chapter. And you know what the really good news is? Chapter 10 is almost done but it will probably take two weeks before I update again but that's really fast for me...
And do you know what else? I have scientific proof on that Invisible cows exist! Last Friday I ran in to one, it was this huge thing that I fell over and I can swear on that I heard a Moooooooooo. But you know what was really strange? When I looked back, there was no cow. Do you think my friend believed me when I said it was an Invisible cow I had tripped over? Noooo, she just laughed at me and pointed on a big stone that just lay there and she asked me if that looked like a cow. She is a very mean friend and I can promise you that there was no stone there before, it just popped out of the ground!
And you know what more? This story is awfully sweet and fluffy at some points (if you haven't noticed) and I have found the explanation to that! It's because I have NO love life what so ever and therefore I'm writing about others love lives! So if I should find a girlfriend in this very straight town to 'live out my fluffy urges with' maybe this story wouldn't be so fluffy, or maybe it would be worse...
And you know what more? Again? Here's Chapter 9! Whiiiiii!
Chapter 9
They exited the Leaky Cauldron and entered the busy streets of muggle London. All kinds of people were out walking the streets, business men in suites and ties, normal looking people in jeans and t-shirts, fancy looking people in expensive dresses and punk rockers with spiked hair. There were people who were running in a hurry with their cell phone plastered to their ear, there were parents who were trying to get their children to behave (and some where successful and some where failing miserably). Then there where those who where in absolutely no hurry at all. And last but not least there were two wizards in disguise as two ordinary looking muggles in search for a means of transport. Harry spotted a sign a bit away and poked Draco in the side to get his attention.
"Come on, there is an Underground station over there." He said and pointed towards the sign and he began to walk towards it. When he noticed that Draco wasn't following him he grabbed his elbow and began to drag him. "Come on, what are you waiting for?" He asked him.
"An Underground station? You've got to be kidding me Harry Potter. Come on, lets se if we can't find a taxi or something 'cause I'm not setting my foot in that filthy thing." Draco said and pointed towards the Underground sign.
"No way José! We are going deeper underground." Harry began humming. (AN: Okay, I had to have ONE stupid joke left, so just bear with me, if you haven't heard the song and don't get it, just ignore it and keep reading the story.)
"What?!" Draco said looking at Harry like he had grown another leg.
"We are taking the underground. I like it, and it is cosy... sort of." Harrys said shrugging.
"Yeah right, cosy. If you like the smell or rather stench of sweat and alcohol. And think of all the dirt and bacteria's that must be there. Its not healthy I'm telling you!" He scowled. Harry only looked at Draco and raised his eye brows and his face expression told him, 'man you're hopeless.' After a few seconds he gave up with a sigh and a "Fine!" and they went toward the Underground station. After awhile Harry found himself sitting on a brownish looking seat in one of the carts. They were on their way towards Piccadilly Circus. Draco stood in front of Harry desperately trying not to touch anything. This proved to be quite difficult because the cart did not want to be still. Harry only laughed at his futile attempts of trying to not touch anything and when he accidentally touched one of the armrests he looked disgusted at his had and wiped it off at his jeans. This only made Harry laugh even harder. Draco only scowled at him. After the armrest incident Draco made an executive decision and sat down in Harrys lap.
"The only germ free area." He mumbled and Harry chuckled at him.
After awhile Harrys legs began to feel a bit numb by having Draco sitting on them, but luckily for Harry they were arriving at their destination.
"Hey Mr. I-am-afraid-to-touch-things. You have to move now. Harry said and poked him in the back.
"I am not afraid to touch things I just don't want to catch some strange disease from some unknown muggle." He answered.
"Yeah, whatever, but you'll have to move anyway."
"Why?" Draco whined and leaned back against Harry who gave a small sigh and pushed him back up.
"Because your mother says so AND I can't feel my legs AND we are about to arrive at our stop AND I would really like to be able to walk by then." Harry said as he planted a kiss in his boyfriend's neck.
"Now, how can I object with that?" Draco said and smiled as he turned his head around and returned the gesture by giving Harry a kiss on the mouth. The cart came to a halt and people pushed to get in and out. The two wizarding boys held a tight grip around each others hands so that they would not loose each other in the crowd. They were soon standing outside and looking from one side to another.
"I don't know about you but I'm starving here." Harry said and turned his attention to Draco.
"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry here too. How about we find somewhere to eat first and refill out stomachs and after that we'll go out and spend some money, because you really need some new clothes." Draco finished.
"That sounds like an excellent plan to me."
They wandered around for a few minutes before they decided on a small Italian restaurant which seemed to have a nice atmosphere. They took a table in the corner so that they could talk undisturbed. It really was a typical Italian restaurant, there was round tables with big dark red tablecloths on them There where bottles on the tables who had candles in them. They didn't waste any time but ordered the food fast, they were after all two hungry boys. They were not disappointed in what they got. The food tasted marvellous and after Harry had paid, as he insisted in doing for both of them, the left the restaurant very pleased with themselves.
"Well, let's begin with this shopping trip then." Harry said and looked over at the blonde. When he had said 'shopping trip' Draco's eyes had began to twinkle and Harry couldn't help but feel a bit worried. "You know, I have feeling my feet are going to be very sore and tired tonight." Harry sighed.
"Hey! What do you mean? I'm not going to drag you ALL over London. We haven't even started yet and you are already complaining."
"I was not complaining. I was merely stating a fact." Harry said smiling innocently towards the Slytherin.
"And how come you can be so sure that your feet's are going to be so incredibly sore and tired tonight?" Draco asked curiously.
"When I mentioned the word 'shopping trip your eyes began to twinkle and you looked like a five year old in a candy shop, so I only assumed you are going to drag me from store to store and therefore the tired feet." Harry finished explaining. Draco only gave a frustrated sight and took a hold of his hand and began his shopping trip.
Soon the twinkle in the eyes was back.
After hours of shopping and Draco throwing glares at anyone who dared to look at his Harry in a suggestive way (Harry only laughed at him) Harry began to sound more like a five year old.
"How much longer do we have to do this? I want to go back now. I'm tired and my feet are sore." He complained and tugged at Draco's arm.
"Stop whining you big baby! We're almost done."
"Yeah, you have been saying that for like an hour now. Besides I now have enough clothes to dress an entire army." Harry complained once more.
"And what a good looking army that would be!" Draco said cheerfully and dragged Harry into another store, he decided that Harry needed one more pair of shoes. After twenty minutes they left the store holding two more shopping bags.
"Now, I've had enough. My back is going to break if you add one more shopping bag to my pile." Harry said in a 'don't mess with me' tone. But Draco only laughed at him and pointed to another store. Harry groaned but Draco assured him that this would be the last one. It was an home-electronics store and Draco promised that he would carry the bag. Once inside, he bought a radio and refused to tell Harry why he had bought it. After that Harry began to walk towards the underground but Draco refused to go there again and instead they got a cab. Some time later they stood outside the Leaky Cauldron and Harry finally got to go home but not until they made a quick stop at Draco's apartment leaving a few of the bags and changing back to their wizarding robes. Draco also picked up the black briefcase that contained Harry's bank papers. Only after that, did they go back to the Burrow where they were given a warm welcome by Molly Weasley who acted as if she hadn't seen them in months.
"Honestly Mom, they were only away for the day!" Ron exclaimed.
"Are you jealous Ronniekins?" Fred asked.
"Yeah, afraid mommy doesn't love you anymore?" George mocked.
"Oh shut up!" Ron said, throwing the nearest throwable object, which happened to be a loaf of bread, at them.
"RON! What on earth do you think you are doing!" Molly asked her son. "And you two, stop teasing you little brother. Or any other siblings for that matter!" She said pointing accusingly at her other two sons who only nodded at her looking deviously. She gave them a warning glare and then she went back to fussing over Harry and Draco, wanting to know how their day had been in London and what they had bought and why they hadn't brought anything of it back to the Burrow so that she could approve their purchases.
Morning after:
Harry woke up feeling the soft morning light upon his face. He turned his head and looked at his sleeping bed mate. After a few seconds of admiring Draco's beautiful features he placed a light kiss on his forehead. Harry cast a quick look over at his best friend's bed to see if he was still asleep. Ron lay sprawled over his entire bed entangled in his bedclothes. He looked like he was dead asleep and nothing would wake him up. Harry only let out a small chuckle at this and grabbed some clothes from the chair where he had placed them last night. Downstairs in the kitchen Molly Weasley had just begun to prepare breakfast. He sat down at the kitchen table and rubbed his eyes tiredly.
'How is it that you seem to be so awake when you lay in your bed and then you get up only to notice how tired you still are?' He mused as he let out a big yawn.
Molly was humming some song as she prepared the breakfast. Suddenly there was a tapping sound from one of the windows which had been created by an owl wanting to deliver today's Daily Prophet.
"Harry dear, could you please let the own in and take the paper." Molly said as she rummaged through the cabinets. There is some money over there at the counter. She said and pointed towards a few coins.
"Sure." He responded as he got up and opened the window, took the paper and paid the owl. As he sat down at the table again he heard someone come down the stairs. After a few seconds Draco stood the doorway.
"Good morning Mrs Weasley - Molly." He corrected himself as he got a stern look from her. He walked over to Harry and kissed him on the top of his head.
"Good morning to you to Mr. Potter." He said as he squeezed his shoulder in a tenderly way.
"Morning to you to Mr D." Harry said with a mischievously grin.
"Hey! Don't you dare utter that horrid name Harry Potter!" Draco exclaimed as he swatted him on his head. But Harry only laughed at him.
"What? There is nothing wrong with Draco, is there? Or do you have anything against your name?" Molly asked as she looked over at him.
"No, I don't anything against my FIRST name." Draco muttered as he sat down.
"It's his second name he has some issues with." Harry said to clarify.
"Oh, well it can't be so awful, now can it?" Molly asked and turned towards Draco.
"Believe me it can. And don't ask what it is 'cause I won't tell you and neither will Harry." He added and looked Harry sternly in his eyes. Harry chuckled once more and then he opened up the paper. As he looked at the front page and saw today's headlines he suddenly became all stiff. Draco noticed this and he turned his attention towards Harry.
"Harry?" He asked but got no response. Harry was just staring at the newspaper and he was all white in his face. "Harry what's the matter?" He tried again and placed his hand upon his arm. But Harry only withdrew his arm like Draco had burned him. He closed the paper and looked up at Draco.
"I'm so sorry Draco." Harry said with a sad voice. "It's all my fault." With that he left the table and walked outside closing the door carefully after himself.
"Harry, what is your fault?" Draco asked worriedly but he got no answer. He wondered what on earth could have upset Harry so much and why was it his fault?
"What upset him so much?" Molly asked concerned and looked out the window. She saw Harry standing in the garden looking out over the fields. Draco didn't answer her but he picked up the paper to see what it was that Harry had seen in it. As he saw the front page he drew in a sharp breath. There, right in the middle of the front page there was a picture of him giving Harry that kiss outside Gringott's.
"Oh, no." He breathed out as he began to hastily read the article.
Harry Potter the boy who defeated You-Know-Who and Draco Malfoy the son of a Death Eater in Diagon Alley on a romantic shopping trip- He skipped forward a bit -They seemed very close to each other and all the previously hatred and enmity were gone without any trace what so ever - He skipped over another part. - Secure sources has told me that the two boys befriended each other at the end of their 6th year at Hogwarts School but they seemed to be a lot more than friends now.- "And who told you that your bitch?" He screamed at the paper and jumped forward another bit. - After awhile the boys disappeared up into one of the apartments in Diagon Alley, presumably Draco Malfoy's. When they returned after awhile they were clad in Muggle clothes and not long after that they disappeared out in Muggle London what they were to do there no one but themselves know.
One thing is for sure though, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy makes the most unlikely couple of this year.
-By Rita Skeeter
"That bitch! I'm going to fucking kill her!" He screamed at the paper and threw it away.
"Now, there is no need for such foul language, tell me, what's the matter, what did the paper say?" Mrs. Weasley tried but got no answer as he hastily stood up, knocking his chair over in the process, and then he went outside, slamming the door after himself. Getting only this reaction out of Draco she picked up the paper and looked at the front page.
"Oh dear." She said as she put her hand over her mouth. Outside Draco let out his frustration by kicking a stone and letting out a scream. He drew his hand through hair and let out a long sigh in a try to collect himself. He then walked over to where Harry was standing, gazing over the fields.
"Harry-" The blonde began carefully but was interrupted by Harry.
"No, you don't need to say anything. I'm sorry for all this trouble I've caused you. I'll floo over to your apartment and get my things. I'm sure Molly will be more then happy to have me here for the rest of the holiday. I won't bother you anymore." Harry said with a sad voice as he turned around to leave. Draco saw the silent tears that had found their way down Harry's face and just stood there stunned by Harry's words. It took a few seconds before he really understood what Harry had said to him and then he quickly turned around and ran up to Harry who had begun to walk back towards the Weasley house.
"Harry," he said as he gently grabbed his arm. "What are you saying? Are you...are you breaking up with me?" His voice dropped as he said the last sentence. He was afraid of what Harry's answer would be. But Harry only stuttered, unable to get any words out. "Please Harry tell you are not, because I don't know if I could handle that right now." He said with a terror-stricken voice. Harry swallowed a few times before he managed to get any word out.
"You said that you weren't ready for those headlines yet." He managed to force out in a weak voice.
"Oh Merlin, Harry!" Draco said silently cursing the Gryffindor's stupidity. "I also said that I don't care about the papers anymore. Let them write their rubbish! But Harry please, don't do this to me, because I can assure that I have no wish in leaving you just because that stupid Skeeter cow wrote something in the news paper."
Harry looked bewilded at Draco and he opened his mouth but Draco held up his hand to silence him and he continued to speak.
"And no, I was not ready for those headlines just yet. I do not like having my life on display in the newspaper, and definitely not on the front page. I would have preferred that our relationship had been kept a secret for at least some more time. But now it's not a secret and we will just have to deal with it. As I said before, I have no wish whatsoever to leave you just because of a stupid news article. You mean much more to me than that Harry, much more." Draco let go of Harry's arm and looked at him for a few seconds. Harry just stood there looking down at the ground. Draco placed his hands on the sides of Harry's face and made him look him in the eyes. "I have told you that I love you Harry and those words are not something I use lightly. I have never told someone that I love them before, but on the other hand I haven't had anyone to really love. You mean more to me than anything or anyone else. Please Harry you have to believe me." He finished as he brushed his thumbs over Harry's cheeks.
After only a few second Harry's silent tears grew into violent sobs and Draco pulled him close, the raven haired boy buried his head in Draco's chest and his tears soaked his shirt. Draco only held him tight and whispered soothing word in his ear to calm him down. A few minutes the sobs subdued and he started to relax in his boyfriend arms.
"We really act like two love stricken Hufflepuff's don't we?" Draco chuckles lightly and he got a small laugh form Harry who looked up at Draco.
"Yeah, I guess we do." He said and smiled at him. He slowly leaned forward and placed a light kiss upon his lips. As he withdrew Draco put his hand at the back of his neck.
"Oh no, don't think that you will get away with that." He said as he pressed his lips against Harry's for a more intense kiss. And intense it was. Harry's hands found their way op to Draco's delicate hair and his tongue begged for entrance into his mouth, which it quickly received. Draco brushed his pelvis against Harry's so that he would feel his arousal. Harry let out a small groan and kissed him harder. The kiss went on for a minute or two before they pulled apart and gasped for breath. They stood, foreheads leaning against each other for a few seconds before Draco broke the silence.
"I think we should go inside now before the Weasley's break their kitchen window." Draco said and nodded towards the kitchen window. Harry turned around to see what he meant. What looked to be the entire Weasley family stood crammed at the kitchen window, pressing their noses against it to see what was going on out there. Harry only smiled as he turned around to face Draco once again.
"Pretty curious aren't they." Harry said and got a smile and a kiss as a response. "Let's go in and let Molly fuss over us." Harry pulled at Draco's arm for him to follow. When they opened the kitchen door and went inside there was a flurry of motions inside the kitchen and all the Weasley's sat quietly around the table.
"For those of you who didn't know already, well you probably know now." Harry trailed off as he waved towards the Daily Prophet who now was placed in the middle of the table upside down. "This was not exactly how we planned to break it to the world but there is not much we can do about it now is it?"
"Except kill that bloody Skeeter woman." Draco murmured.
"Now, try to not think about it so much." Molly Weasley said going in to full mother mode. "I'm sure people won't bother you about it. And Harry, the wizarding world is much more open towards gay relationships so there is no need for you to worry about what your friends will say." She finished with a small reassuring smile.
"It's not the fact that I'm with a guy that worries me, it's the fact that that guy is Draco Malfoy."
"Oh. I'm sure any-" She paused a few seconds before continuing. "- inconveniences will blow over before they even start." Draco snorted at her response.
"With all due respect Mrs- Molly, Harry is the Boy-who-lived and the saviour of the wizarding world and I'm the son of one of Voldemort's closest Death Eaters. So let's just hope that any owls in search for us won't know we are here." Draco said in a clear and matter-of-fact voice.
But the owls did find them. The first howler arrived when they, half an hour later, had sat down and were eating breakfast. A brown owl dropped the red envelope in front of Draco who only huffed at it and then he threw it out the window. It exploded on the ground and some woman screamed at Draco for taking away her Harry from her. When Draco had received five more Howlers of this kind he turned to Harry.
"Is there something you want to tell me?" He said in a joking tone.
"What?! I can't help that the women find me irresistible." Harry responded smiling innocently towards Draco. Just seconds after that a owl dropped a red envelope in front of Harry. Draco curiously leaned over so that he could see it.
"It's from Parkinson." Draco said pointing at Harry's name on the front of it. "It's her horrid handwriting." He explained. Harry only laughed at it and opened it just for the hell of it, it could after all be quite fun to hear what Pansy had to say.
"You little shit! You will not take my Draky away from me! He is mine! You hear me, MINE! It's all your fault you little freak!" Pansy Parkinson's voice boomed through the kitchens and Harry stiffened visibly at the last sentence but no one except Draco seemed to notice this.
"Draky?" Ron said looking at Draco and he burst out laughing and so did most of his siblings too. But Draco only let out a fake smile and then he looked over at Harry who now had gone paler than Draco's natural skin colour. Suddenly he stood and rushed outside. All the laughter died around the table instantly and Draco quickly hurried after him. He found Harry standing a few meters away throwing up.
"What's wrong?" He asked concerned as he rubbed his back. "Has it something to do with that Uncle of yours?"
Harry nodded before he said anything. "He said that to me. That it was all my fault and that...and that I was a freak." Harry murmured.
"Well you're not." Draco said hugging him. "Now let's fix that breath of yours and go face the Weasley's." He said after awhile in an attempt to ease the mood. The attempt succeeded and he got a smile from Harry. "Now open up." Draco commanded him as he pointed his wand towards his mouth. Harry did as he was told and Draco cast a breath refreshing charm upon his mouth and after that he gave him a kiss. They went back in and Harry gave everyone a smile and told them that he was alright but Draco didn't really believe him and nor did Molly but neither of them said anything.
The breakfast went by without any more problems and the Howlers that arrived they only threw out the window. The only pleasant letter they received was from Hermione who told them, more or less, the same things Molly had said to them before.
When breakfast was done Draco asked Molly if he could use the fireplace to call Professor Snape. She only smiled at him and told him that he doesn't have to ask for permission to do that. Draco returned her smile and then he went in search for Harry and told him that they had to contact Professor Snape.
Draco threw in some floo powder in the fireplace and called for him. After only a few seconds the face of Severus Snape was seen in the flames.
"Good day Professor!" Draco greeted him merrily knowing that it would annoy him greatly.
"Hmpf!" He only responded to that but then he got more articulate. "I began to wonder if you two had run away, but I got my answer in today's newspaper didn't I?"
"Yeah, we went shopping yesterday and apparently that bloody Skeeter woman saw us and decided to give us a place on the front page." Draco answered.
"She isn't exactly subtle that women, is she?" Snape said amused.
"I don't even think she knows such a word exists." Draco chuckled at him.
"Can I come though so that I can give your boyfriend a check up? Or he can also pay Madam Pomfrey a visit if he so wishes." The potions master said in his normal dull and drawling tone. Harry only shuddered at the mention of Pomfrey.
"Nah, I don't think he wants to go there, would you want to visit her freely?" But Snape gave no answer, he only hmpfd once more and he disappeared for a few seconds only to step out of the fire in front of Draco.
"Visiting the Weasley's are we?" It was more a statement than a question and no one of the two boys answered him. "So how are you feeling Potter?" Snape asked turning looking at Harry.
"Fine, a bit sore at times but nothing serious." Harry answered shrugging his shoulders. Snape bent down next to him and took hold of his wrist.
"Does any of this hurts?" He said as he bent Harry's hand in different angels.
"Only a little." Harry responded.
Snape seemed satisfied by this and let go of it. He then placed one of his hands on Harry's chest and the other hand on his back.
"Does this hurt?" He asked as he pressed his hand on different places on Harry's chest.
"Yeah, if you do that it hurts a bit, but normally it doesn't." He said as he winced. Snape took out two identical vials out of his pocket and handed them to Harry.
"Take one of those to dinner today and one tomorrow. That should take away any pain you might be feeling. Your ribs and wrist have healed but they are just a bit sore after the mending process." He explained. "I presume everything else is fine?"
"Yes-" Harry said but was immediately interrupted by Draco who stood leaning against the doorway.
"No, he is having terrible nightmares." Harry looked angrily at Draco as he said this but before he could say anything in protest Draco spoke again. "Professor Snape, could I speak to you alone for a few minutes?" Snape only nodded and Draco motioned for him to follow him. As they went outside Draco looked back at Harry who now looked positively livid.
End of chapter 9
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