Title: Whispers
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Chapter (i dont remember what chapter.): An End
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There was no doubt about it. Malfoy had Potter right were he wanted him. He had no fear that by the end of the week, Potter would come great fully to his bed. He began to make preparations. His sheets needed washing; his rooms needed dusting and ice box needed restocking. There was nothing better than to having a little dessert after having some dessert, if you know what I mean.
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He made sure the house elves stocked it with every aphrodisiac ever know to man. There were strawberries and chocolate. And just for the fun of it, he bought some whipped cream. Not only was he going to make Potter's first time the best night of his life, but he was going to make it the funniest for himself too.
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But there was something different about his feelings for Harry. Of course, he knew that he felt different for the other boy, but he didn't know what the feeling was. There was something about Harry you could almost call, special. Harry was…
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Harry?
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Where did that come from? Shirley, he wasn't thinking of Potter in a first name basis. When this all started all he wanted was sex from Potter. Now he felt that maybe he wanted something more. Maybe some type of relationship with him. Now that he thought about it, perhaps seducing Potter wasn't a great idea.
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Draco knew about his father now, he didn't want to betray all Lucius had done for him by falling in love with another man. That was the first thing Lucius told him not to do. Plus he was getting married after all. There was no way around that matter. Potter's first time deserved to be with someone he could keep. If getting married to Pansy was any indication, Potter wouldn't be able to keep him.
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It wasn't fair; he couldn't do that to Potter. And when he really thought about what he was doing, he didn't want to do it. He didn't want to hurt Potter in that way, or in any way. Now that he really considered his feelings, he was growing something more of a liking for Harry, Something that could one day become love.
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No, he had to put a stop to this, before it was too late and he fell in love with Harry Potter. His plan to seduce Potter had come to an end. He couldn't betray his father after all he had done for him by refusing to marry. And he couldn't betray Potter, because he had fallen in love with him.
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The next step was to stay away from Potter. No more chasing him, no more flirting with him and no more talking to him or being nice to him. He would have to tell Pansy that he would not disobey his father, he will marry her, even if he had to drag her to the alter kicking and screaming. Not that he would have to, once her father told her in was for the best, she would oblige.
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Its like what they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and the road back it paved with humility. There is no secret that Malfoy has fallen in love with the raven haired boy. But at this point in time he could stop Harry from falling in love with him. His good intentions had been for he and Pansy, and his humility would be walking away from a life he would like, to a life he could just tolerate.
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The next day Malfoy woke up as a new person. If his plan to seduce Potter had been in action he would have went straight to him during breakfast. But now that he put an end to it, he got up slowly and got dressed as if it were any other day.
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Nothing seemed to matter that morning. The food tasted blamed, the wine stale, and the company boring. He ignored Potter from across the hall, who was trying to get his attention all through the meal. It wasn't that he wanted to; it was that he had to, for Potter's own good, for his peace of mind after everything was finished with.
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After breakfast Malfoy walked slowly out of the Great Hall with Pansy at his side. They were heading for Potions, their first class of the seeming long day. Then out of no where, Potter called out his name.
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This is it, he told himself. He had to start somewhere. He turned his face to his aristocratic bored face and turned to Potter. 'What do you want, Potter?' he asked scaring himself with his tone for voice. A flash of pain crossed Potter's face and he wanted to reach out to him and tell him he was sorry, that he didn't mean it. But he had to stick to his guns.
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'I wanted to talk to you.' Potter said in a timid voice.
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Draco smirked, 'Well, I have better things to do then talk to the Sodding-Boy-Who-Lived.' Potter looked shocked and almost confused. 'Plus I have to get to class.'
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Potter stared down at the floor, 'Okay then, I'll talk to you later.'
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Malfoy made a cruel chuckle, 'Oh, I can't wait.' he said sarcastically.
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Potter's eyes dimmed. It hurt, it really did. He wanted to tell Malfoy he was ready, that he wanted to give them a try. But for the life of him, he could see why Malfoy was being so mean. Harry walked away, going to his first class, looking most distress.
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Everyone was giving Malfoy an odd look. Pansy looked at him with her mouth open, wanting to say something but not know the words. Weasley looked outraged. But Granger's look is the one that stayed with him. She had a look like she knew, she understood, and she was going to help.
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A/N: Hi everyone. Thanks for reading this far and I hope you will continue. I know there has been some question as to my last chapter. Why did I have Ron say he was the cutest in the whole school? Well, there is a reason. I love Ron. I really do. He is the greatest and I think the cutest. And I wanted him to be fine about Harry being gay, some stories I have read make Ron a homophobe. I know that would never happen. Ron is loyal and kind and would follow Harry to the ends of the earth. I love Ron! I really do. But please review and tell me what you think. Many Thanks. :)
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