Title: Burdenless Love

Author: Queen Delphina

Email: possibly R for later chapters

Warnings: Slash (this means boy/boy love! Stop now if this squicks you!)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything besides the original characters. I do own the rights to the word 'Burdenless' (not really). This story is based on the characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, Raincoast Books and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. I'm just holding the characters hostage for the duration of this and any other fics I intend on writing.

Summary: Harry gets himself kicked out of the Dursleys and finds himself at a Muggle café. The same café that Draco Malfoy frequently visits.

Author Notes: Thanks and dedication go out to Macai for the plot bunny this story was hatched from and for initially corrupting me with slash. Also big thanks to Poca, Princess Jewel and Queen Sunny for keeping me on task and being my dedicated betas! This chapter is also dedicated to two of my close friends who are going through rough times...I hope this chapter makes you guys feel a bit better! This chapter is quite short and I apologize. I hope everyone stays with the fic even tho I wont update as frequently as I'd like. Please R&R!

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Chappy 7

Friends

A few hours later, Harry awoke to the smell of smoke. He reached for his glasses, but found they were still on his face. He opened his eyes and realized he was still on the couch. He then recalled the vision and shuddered. He shook himself and looked over to the kitchen area. Draco stood by the stove, fending of the flames that shot forth from the oven. Harry ran over to extinguish the fire.

"Damn you," Draco muttered as Harry doused him as well as the flames with a fire extinguisher.

"What were you doing?" Harry asked.

"Cooking."

"I didn't know you could cook."

"Shove off, Potter."

Harry could not suppress his laughter, making Draco's face tinge pink with anger. Harry could feel it radiating off of the blond.

After Harry caught his breath, he bit his lip and looked at Draco. "Are you still angry?"

Draco stopped fussing with his hair. "I'm always angry, Potter." He smirked. "At you? Give me an hour and I'll feel better," he said.

"Should I make something to eat?"

"Yeah, I'm starved," Draco replied haughtily.

In minutes, baking scones could be smelled throughout the flat, accompanied by the rich smell of tea.

IIII

That night, over a dinner of pasta, Draco took a good look at Harry. His messy black hair, his clothes that were always too big and never matched; and most importantly, his emerald green eyes. When Harry laughed, they would shine a brilliant green; angry and they would turn a darker shade of green and glimmer with malevolence. What was it about the other boy that made him so special? Draco shook his head to rid himself ofhis thoughts..

Harry opened his mouth but then closed it again.

"What?" Draco asked, noticing the motion.

Harry took a deep breath. "I think we should be friends--at least for right now," he blurted.

Draco blinked, several times in rapid succession. "Aren't we civil to each other? Isn't that enough?"

Harry nodded. "It would make me feel better if we didn't fight at all. We've got two weeks left here."

"Only for two weeks?" Draco asked.

Harry nodded. "Once we leave, it'll be back to hating each other."

Draco considered this. "Can I still poke fun at you?"

Harry scowled.

"I'll take that as a yes," grinned Draco. "Friends?"

"Friends." Harry agreed, and they shook on it. When Harry's hand made contact with Draco's, an explosion of feeling overcame him. It felt like the 'embrace' back at the Dursley's. This time he felt warm and friendly, with a hint at more.

The rest of the meal was filled with comfortable silence.

IIII

The next morning, Harry awoke (in his own bed) and pulled on his glasses. He saw a figure in his doorway.

"Draco?" he asked, voice thick with sleep.

"I want breakfast," he stated.

"That's nice," Harry said, turning over onto his side.

Draco hopped from foot to foot.

Harry groaned. "Make your own. I'm not your servant, remember? We're friends for the time being."

Draco pouted.

"Oh fine," Harry said grumpiy and clmbed out of bed.

IIII

Later, Harry lounged on the couch, reading more of his novel, when two red haired men stepped out of the fire.

"Fred? George?" Harry asked. "Is something wrong? Is it Hermione?"

"No," Fred answered. "She's fine."

"Thank the gods," Harry whispered.

"Dumbledore called a meeting together," George continued.

"He says he needs you there," Fred finished.

"And Draco?"

"He is supposed to come as well. Dunno why," George said, scratching his head. Both twins stared quizzically at Harry's use of Draco's first name, but neither said anything.

"Hmm, wonder why," Draco said, pretending to be surprised. He had a feeling the old fool would want to rope him in. He just wasn't sure if he was ready to ake any commitments so soon after turning his world upside down by refusing his father and the world he had been so caught up

Harry laughed at the way the twins glared at Draco. Draco stole a glance at Harry and burst into laughter as well.

The twins now shared identical expressions of bewilderment.

That made the two laugh even harder, oblivious to the strange looks Fred and George were sending each other.

"Um," Fred finally volunteered. "We should leave. The Order meeting is going to start soon."