Title: I Will Not Forget
Author: Princesspepper
Pairing: (eventual) Harry/Draco
WARNINGS: This chapter contains excessive profanity (lotsa curses, more specifically), and a slightly slashy scene. Ooer, funfunfun!
(A/N): Yo! Sorry if that last chapter sucked! I hope this is better. I'm skipping over a day or so that way... well lets just say things will get interesting faster. Heh, it's fun knowing what is going to happen when nobody else does.
ozumas girl: haha you are always the first to review! You seemed excited, no? lollll... sorry about Seamus. I know, you all hate me. But Harry wasn't all that into him. He was just fooling himself. DRACO AND HARRY FOREVERANDEVER... I could go on for a looong time, don't get me started. Don't worry, they shall find eachother.
cmere2: YAY! Lol I love reading your reviews. Yup, I thought Harry the screamer was hot. (giggles). Oh and by the way, I don't feel bad for Seamus. Heh, I'm evil. But he was just getting in the way of DESTINY!! Lol thanks for the review.
Alora: YES HARRY AND DRACO FOREVER!!!
TruthxInxShadow: (mock surprise) OMYGOSH, how EVER did you guess? Lol. I guess I'm kinda predictable. But it should be interesting, that is true. Haha, I was laughing at how many people called Harry bad. Ahahaha, it's true!spamy: haha you called Harry bad too! Lol enjoy!
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Er, just a quick note for anyone who might be confused. This is the SEQUEL to my other fic, "Save Me From The Dark," so if you haven't read that, I suggest you do so you're not confuuused. Lol okay, on to the story!
(Chapter Two: Reunions)
Harry took a deep breath and shakily walked through the gigantic silver doors. He was terrified. This was such a big change for him to go through, and he didn't know what to expect. So he gripped his luggage tightly and walked up to the front desk.
The guy sitting there was thoroughly engrossed in some paperwork, so Harry had to noisily clear his throat to get his attention. The desk clerk's head snapped up fast, but he quickly maintained his composure as he spoke to Harry.
"Hello, Sir. How may I help you?" he said politely.
"Erm, hi. Could you show me where I'm supposed to stay? This is my first year here and I don't quite know my way around."
"Of course. What's your name? I need to look up what room you're in." the man said patiently, obviously aware of how nervous Harry was.
"It's Harry. Harry Potter." Said Harry tentatively, knowing full well what was coming. The man's eyes flashed to Harry's forehead and he looked quite shocked. But his sophisticated attitude only left for a few seconds. Now he was shuffling through some papers.
"Ah, here you are." The man said as he pointed to a spot on the paper he was looking at.
"I'll take your bags for you," he said as an afterthought, "they look very heavy."
"Thank you very much," Harry said with a smile as the man took his bags.
"Not at all," the man said, smiling back. "Right this way, Mr. Potter, I'll show you your room."
Harry thanked the man and followed him up a winding staircase. When the two finally reached the landing, the man walked ahead of Harry and reached into his pocket to withdraw a key. He gave it to Harry and gestured to the door in front of him.
"Oh, Mr. Potter?" Harry looked up at that. "I hope you don't mind, but we have limited space here. You'll be sharing your room with another young man."
Harry was slightly taken aback but nodded. He really didn't mind. Maybe he'll be cute, thought Harry with a slight snigger.
Harry placed the key in the lock and turned it while simultaneously turning the doorknob. The door slowly creaked open and Harry peered inside. He gasped audibly at what he saw.
"Draco?!?!"
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. I trust by the look on your face you already know your new roommate!" said the man.
Draco was so dumbfounded that all he could do was nod.
"Alright then!" said the guy, who was pissing Draco off by how chipper he was acting. "I'll leave you two to settle in! I hope you enjoy your time at our Academy!" and with that, he departed, closing the door behind him and leaving Harry and Draco alone for the first time in one year and six months.
A severely awkward silence followed. Both boys heard their own pulses pounding in their heads. Their eyes were locked in an unblinking stare, for neither of them dared to move a muscle.
A whirlwind of emotions raged inside Harry's head. He was now face to face with Draco Malfoy, the boy he had been in love with for nearly two years. All Harry wanted to do was run over to him, throw his arms around him, and cry on his shoulder. Words could not express how much he had missed him. Harry's eyes welled up with tears but he hurriedly blinked them away.
The tension was so thick; you could cut it with a knife. Finally, Harry opened up his throat enough to say, "hi, Draco," in a very raspy voice.
This little noise seemed to snap Draco out of whatever trance he was in. My, this is awkward, he thought, still staring at Harry apprehensively. Finally, he spoke up. "Hey..." he said softly.
They stared at each other for quite a long time. It would have been very obvious to an observer that they wanted one another so badly, but to them... well they were each oblivious to what the other was thinking.
"So... er, I didn't know you wanted to become an auror, Draco?" Harry said questioningly, more to break the awkward silence if not anything else. Why, oh why did they have to do this? Harry thought desperately. What are the odds that they'd put two homosexuals in the same room? This is going to be hell...
"Er, well yes. A lot of things have changed in my life since you've last seen me." Draco answered finally in his usual smug drawl. But he was nowhere near as confident as he sounded. What the hell was that? Oh god, this is going to be hell. What are the odds? They stick me in a room with my ex. Whom I still desire. This is NOT going to be easy...
"I see," said Harry, clearing his throat. "Well, I think I should start unpacking." He said quickly, congratulating himself on the smooth subject change.
"I should do that to..." said Draco absently, still lost in his thoughts.
Harry went over to his trunk and began unpacking. He didn't even remember what he had packed really; he had done so about a week ago. And just his luck, the first thing he pulled out was a framed photograph of himself and Seamus. Harry scoffed and tossed it in the general direction of the trashcan, but it fell next to it, catching Draco's attention. He walked over and picked it up curiously, staring, confused, at the image he saw.
Harry was still unpacking and had not noticed that Draco had intercepted the photo. So he was taken by surprise when Draco spoke.
"Finnigan?" said Draco incredulously. Harry immediately snapped around and glared at Draco. "You two are together?" Draco continued emphatically.
"No, not anymore." Said Harry softly.
Draco laughed derisively but jumped for joy inside. He's single! But wait- I'm not...what the FUCK am I going to do?
The boys unpacked for the next hour in utter silence. They were both confined in their own thoughts and found it difficult not to pay every speck of attention to the other person in the room. They had both silently decided to not act upon impulse. Well, it remained to be seen how long that would last.
By the time they were finished unpacking, it was getting late and they were both exhausted from their eventful day. So they decided to call it a night. Draco rummaged in one of the drawers on his side of the room. He pulled out a loose T-shirt and begun to undress. The room was furnished with two queen-sized beds; one on either side. So Draco sat upon one of them and pulled off his trousers, revealing the infamous pair of silk red boxers.
Harry watched him in the corner of his eye. He couldn't resist. And he remembered those boxers. He remembered tearing them off hungrily and casting them across the room...
Harry shook his head violently to get the thought out. He promised himself he wouldn't think such things. But it was too late- he was too far gone.
By now, Draco was pulling off his shirt. Now Harry couldn't even be subtle about his ogling. He turned his head and stared at Draco's pale yet toned chest. The two boys locked eyes for a moment, and Harry guiltily looked away. Then he realized he should be getting ready for bed as well.
He ended up dressing in much the same way Draco was, and Draco ended up ogling in much the same way Harry had been. But still, they had not done anything their impulses told them to do.
Okay Draco, keep it up like this and you'll be okay, Draco thought while fighting the urge to jump on Harry.
When that was all over and done with, the boys settled into their respective beds and shut off the lights, being too embarrassed at the current situation to even say goodnight.
Harry was having a lot of trouble falling asleep. Somehow the knowledge that Draco was in the room with him was keeping him awake. And he could tell by the way Draco was breathing that he couldn't fall asleep either. Eventually, Harry's eyelids began to droop and he no longer cared about anything. Sleep claimed him, but only slightly. He drifted off into a slight doze.
Harry didn't know how much later it was, but he was suddenly awoken by something he couldn't identify. It was sort of a feeling he had. He felt it right in the pit of his stomach. Something told him he was supposed to be awake. Once he came to his senses fully, he felt something that he did not expect to feel.
There was a soft breath brushing past his cheek and a dull weight next to him on the bed. But rather than frightened, Harry was enthralled. He moved his head slightly and he felt warm hands caress his cheeks.
Harry heard the mattress creak as Draco leaned down farther to whisper in Harry's ear. "Harry," Draco said in a breathless voice, his words brushing across Harry's skin like feathers. "I can't do this anymore."
Harry felt a hot, passionate mouth close over his own, and that was it. All thoughts of holding back, of leaving the past behind, left him. All that was there now was Draco and his warm body, longing to take Harry's.
Harry reached up and intertwined his fingers in Draco's soft locks, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Harry softly moaned into Draco's mouth, causing him to nip at Harry's bottom lip and try to pry them open with his tongue. Harry parted his lips slightly; just enough to allow Draco's tongue to slip in. Harry gasped as Draco ran his tongue over Harry's, sending shivers down his spine.
Draco broke the kiss momentarily. He leaned down to whisper in Harry's ear. "Harry... I still love you. I could never let you go." He said fiercely before reattaching himself to Harry's mouth. It broke Harry's heart to hear this; Draco must have gone through just as much as he had after their break up.
Harry broke the kiss again. "Neither could I." He whispered. Then he did something very strange in Draco's opinion. He reached over to the night table next to the bed and picked up a little book. He opened it up and out fell a very worn folded up piece of parchment. He slowly unfolded it and showed it to Draco with tears in his eyes.
"Harry..." Draco whispered, "isn't that the note I gave you after we broke up?"
Harry nodded solemnly. "I bring it with me wherever I go."
Draco was overcome by emotion. He had no idea he had meant so much to this man. Draco leaned over to embrace Harry once more. He kissed him on the forehead and heard Harry whisper, "I never stopped loving you..."
They began kissing again with such urgency that they knew their lips would be swollen. Harry then ripped off Draco's shirt in a beast-like manner, discarding it across the room. Draco did the same, but when he had finished with that, his fingers traveled down to the waistband of Harry's boxers.
Surprisingly, Harry put his hand over Draco's, stopping him. Draco stopped kissing Harry and looked up at him again questioningly.
"What's wrong?" said Draco, sounding very dazed.
"This is not right," Harry murmured distractedly, clearly wishing it were right so he could just do what he had been wanting to do for so long.
"...Why not?" said Draco, still very puzzled.
"I shouldn't have even kissed you in the first place." Said Harry angrily. Draco just stared at him, waiting for a more explicit explanation.
"And you... you! You can be such a whore sometimes!" Harry was now yelling, getting very red in the face. "I just saw you for the first time in almost two years and you waste no time in trying to get me to fuck you! What kind of fool do you take me for?"
"Harry! Calm down! What in the bleeding hell are you talking about?" Draco said shrilly over Harry's ranting. He reached over to put his hand on his shoulder, in an attempt to comfort him. Big mistake.
Harry slapped Draco's hand. "Don't you even fucking touch me!" Harry screeched, enraged. "Get out of my fucking bed! I know you have a boyfriend Draco, I saw you at the park with him two days ago! How many times did you cheat on me in sixth year when we were going out? HOW MANY TIMES?!?!"
"I never cheated on you Harry," Draco said quietly, while rubbing his now red hand.
"Well that doesn't matter! Even if that's true, you're still cheating on Zabini! Or at least you tried!"
"That's not a big deal Harry. Blaise and I have an understanding that there is no commitment required in our relationship. We've been together for six months and we never even had sex."
"SO YOU GO TO ME FOR IT!?!" Harry exploded. "You know from prior experience that I'm not that easy Malfoy! Why don't you get yourself some other bitch to push around?!"
That was the last straw for Draco. "OH IS THAT WHAT YOU THINK?!" he roared, "He was practically on his knees, begging that I shag him, but no! Every time I approached him with that intention, I saw your face, leering at me! I couldn't do it because I WAS STILL FUCKING IN LOVE WITH YOU! And I bet you were just fine shagging whoever happened to come your way! You probably didn't even think about me the next time you did it! And you call me a whore!" Draco shouted, his voice dripping with disgust.
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU ARE ONE!" Harry fumed, "And if you were still 'fucking in love with me' as you so cleverly put it, why the hell did you break up with me?!" Draco was staring at him with his mouth open, quite unattractively. "Stop looking like an idiot and answer the damned question!"
"There's a LOT more to that whole thing that you think, Potter! It wasn't that simple!" Draco shouted, upset.
"You know what Malfoy? Get the fuck off my bed!"
Draco just nodded, obviously still enraged but realizing arguing wasn't going to get him anywhere. He sluggishly walked over to the other side of the room to retrieve his T-shirt and he hastily put it back on. As he made his way back to his bed, he turned back around.
"Fine, Potter, but don't think I'll let you get away with this. You've got to promise we'll talk again when we're in our right minds." He said.
Harry smiled slightly. That determination was so sexy, and he began to remember why he fell in love with Draco in the first place. "Whatever you say, oh stubborn one."
Draco glared but just continued what he was doing. He slowly got into bed and pulled himself under the covers while Harry watched him, marveling. He was just so much fun to look at. Ahh, it's so much fun pissing him off, Harry thought fondly.
Harry shifted into a more comfortable position in his own bed and waited calmly for Draco to get settled. Once he was, Draco leaned over to turn of the little light he had turned on before Harry awakened.
"Goodnight, Malfoy," Harry said sweetly.
"Night, Potter," Draco muttered as he switched off the light. Oh my, Draco thought, this is going to be one interesting experience...
The next morning was very awkward to say the very least. Harry's alarm clock went off, but he didn't wake up. Draco opened his eyes angrily and glared at the clock on his bedside table. Damn Potter! It's only seven! We don't have classes today! Draco fumed, punching his pillow. But the alarm didn't stop playing. Draco liked the song (it was Yellowcard, wahoo!), but every song is annoying when it wakes you up. So Draco rolled out of his bed and clambered over to Harry's.
Draco just stood there for a few minutes, admiring his former boyfriend. He is always so cute when he's asleep, Draco recalled fondly. After several moments of watching his chest rise and fall peacefully, Draco started to feel guilty and figured it was about time to wake him up.
He softly prodded his arm. Harry didn't budge. But he did start muttering things that Draco couldn't understand, with a slight smile on his face.
"Harry," Draco said softly, "wake up you git. Come on... turn off that bloody muggle contraption. I would do it myself but I don't normally have to deal with ecklectronics or whatever muggles call it."
Harry groaned and turned over, muttering incoherently still. Draco began to get impatient. So he grabbed Harry by the shoulders and shook him gently but forcefully enough to jar him. Finally, Harry awoke.
He blinked his eyes lazily a few times and moaned. "Mmm, morning love," Harry said sleepily. Draco's eyes immediately bulged in shock. He's obviously not in his right mind, Draco thought sadly, and if he realizes what he said, he'll be really embarrassed... hmm, I think I'm onto something.
"Potter?! What did you just call me?" Harry opened his eyes fully, and his too widened.
"Er... uh... I- I was dreaming!" Harry said quickly, mortified.
"Sure, Potter." Draco said sarcastically.
Just then the phone in the room rang. Draco jumped about a foot in the air; he had never heard such a thing.
"WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT?!" Draco screamed; shielding his head with his arms as if afraid something would attack him.
"Draco..." Harry said, laughing at his overreaction. But Draco was still yelling. "DRACO CALM DOWN! It's just the phone!"
"The wha-" Draco began, but Harry was already out of bed and running towards the desk on which sat the phone.
Harry fumbled with the receiver for a minute before picking it up and holding it to his ear.
"Hello?" he said calmly, which was so much of a contrast to his previous demeanor that it made Draco snort into his hand while trying to muffle the sound of his giggling.
"Harry? Is that you?" came a familiar feminine voice from the earpiece.
"Oh!" Harry's face lit up, "hullo Hermione!"
"CoughcoughMUDBLOODcoughcough," sputtered Draco in a futile attempt to anger Harry. Harry was fully aware that Draco wasn't really against muggles or "mudbloods," he was obviously just trying to provoke Harry.
Harry shot him an angry glare so he would shut up. "Who's that I hear?" said Hermione curiously, "it sounds familiar..."
"Er, yes! I have a roommate. Bit of a pain in the arse he is." Said Harry, shooting Draco a smug look.
Hermione laughed and said, "Oh my, I hope he didn't hear you."
"Oh, he knows what I think of him," said Harry. Well, not really. He thought with an evil smirk.
"So, who is he? Anyone I know?" Hermione said casually, obviously having no clue what was going on.
Harry sensed Draco behind him and turned around sharply. He had been creeping closer to Harry, better to hear his conversation. "Do you mind?" Harry mouthed to Draco, who looked disappointed. He shrugged, picked up some clothes, and strolled into the bathroom with the intention of taking a shower.
Harry turned back to the phone, "hold on a second Hermione," he said, waiting to hear the shower running so he could make sure Draco wasn't listening. When the water started, he began talking again.
"Yes, you do know him. And so do I. Very well, in fact."
"Come on Harry, you're teasing me! Who is it?" Hermione said, "but whoever it is, you better not get tempted, you've still got Seamus back home!"
"No, actually, I don't." Harry said bitterly. "But that's another story, I'll tell you later." He said, and then paused for a moment before continuing. "Hermione, I'm really confused. My roommate is... Draco Malfoy."
There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. Then, sure enough, came the predicted response.
"WHAT?!" shouted Hermione, nearly deafening Harry.
"Ow, could you be any louder?"
"Sorry Harry," said Hermione distractedly. "But this is HUGE! You tell me you're single now, and whom do you see but the guy you're in love with! Tell me you've told him?"
"Er, sorta. But I don't know if he believed me. Or if he remembers for that matter. It was like three in the morning."
"...Harry? What were you doing at three in the morning with Draco?" came the response, which sounded both excited and confused. Harry was always bewildered as to why Hermione was fascinated with his gay love life.
"Well its kind of complicated," Harry began, "I woke up suddenly because I felt sort of a tickling in the back of my mind that told me to wake up. And when I did, Draco was on top of me, kind of stroking my hair. I was really freaked out, so I moved and then he grabbed my head and whispered in my ear... then he started kissing me!"
Now Hermione was really confused. "And this is a bad thing why?"
"BECAUSE HE HAS A BOYFRIEND!" Harry yelled, getting frustrated for no real reason.
"Oooh, I see." Said Hermione. "Well then what happened?"
"Well..." Harry continued, slightly embarrassed, "erm, I kissed him back. A lot. But I wasn't thinking straight!"
"So what's the problem? If you didn't turn him down...?"
"Well I did. He... er... he tried to take off my pants and I stopped him. And that's when we started fighting."
"You STOPPED him?" Hermione sounded utterly puzzled. "You must be the first person in HISTORY to deny Draco Malfoy!"
"I feel so special." Harry said sarcastically. "But 'Mione, he has a boyfriend! I saw him and Zabini playing tonsil hockey the other day at the park!"
"I see... you do have a point. But there was something else you said before... you had sort of a... tickling in your mind when you were about to wake up?"
Harry nodded, but then remembering she couldn't see him said a quick "yes."
"I had never felt anything like it before," he added as an afterthought.
Hermione was silent for a few seconds, thinking. All of a sudden, she gasped. "Harry! Do you remember in sixth year when you and Draco first broke up?"
"Uh... yes? How could I forget that?" Harry said miserably.
"Well... when the scar on your arm ripped open? Remember I went to the library?"
Harry said yes. "Well... I didn't want to tell you this earlier because I had very, very little proof, but this kind of gives the possibility a better argument."
"Go on," said Harry, fascinated. He had always been curious why that had happened.
(A/N: Cliché time!)
Hermione took a deep breath, trying to get her thoughts together before actually telling Harry.
"Okay, listen," she said quietly, "It's like this. When I went to the Library that day, I found several books that mentioned matching wounds, but all the explanations of what could possibly be going on had other side affects. Harry, I think you and Draco may be forming a magical bond, and this thing with the tickling in your mind? That may be the start of shared thoughts and emotions."
Harry was silent for several moments, absorbing the information. This was a lot for him to take; he really did not expect this. "Um... okay. Can you tell me more about this?"
"Of course," Hermione began, "but I'm really not sure what exactly to say. There are several different types of bonds and I'm not sure which one you may have. Has anything else really odd happened since you last saw Draco?"
Harry thought. There were many odd occurrences, but he had just kind of accepted them when they happened. He had never considered they could mean anything; he was used to weird things happening.
"Well a few times I had really vivid dreams and woke up screaming. They were about him." Harry said, still pondering.
"...Um, vivid dreams?" Hermione questioned, blushing (but Harry couldn't see that).
"UGH, you're such a sicko! Not that kind of vivid dreams! They were like NIGHTMARES!" Harry said, amused. "Mostly..." he added in an undertone.
Hermione burst out laughing, but quickly collected herself.
"You know what Harry? I think I'm going to go do more research before I tell you anything. I just don't want to confuse you more."
Harry was frustrated but agreed anyway. "Alright Hermione, talk to you tomorrow?"
"Sure, I'll call you." She said.
"Say hi to Ron for me..."
Hermione agreed and they said their goodbyes. As Harry hesitantly hung up the phone, he thought of what had just happened and tried his best to absorb it fully. He never thought this would happen- it was blowing his mind! He sat back on his bed and stared at the ceiling, waiting for answers to come.
Harry was so into his thoughts that he didn't notice the bathroom door open. Draco strolled out, wearing nothing but his boxers. He sat on his own bed and began thoroughly brushing his hair. At this, Harry looked up.
"You're teasing me, Malfoy," Harry said flirtatiously.
"Mm, don't read too much into anything, Potter," Draco responded casually, although secretly happy that his plan was working; Harry was staring at him.
"Well it's not working!" Harry lied, smirking to himself.
"Sure it isn't, Potter."
Harry looked at Draco questioningly, receiving a purposeful glance in return.
Harry followed Draco's downward gaze and his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
"I forgot how easy it was to turn you on, Harry." Draco smirked smugly. "I bet Finnigan couldn't do it that well."
Harry could not think of any coherent response, so instead folded his arms stubbornly and mumbled things like "...was a reflex..." and, 't help it..." which only made Draco grin more broadly.
Harry was still laying on the bed as Draco got off his own and began to walk in Harry's direction. With purpose.
"What the fuck are you doing?" said Harry, getting really scared.
Draco merely grinned and kept walking, ever so slowly. After what seemed like an eternity, Draco finally reached Harry's bed. Harry looked at him questioningly, when suddenly Draco sprang on Harry, straddling his waist.
"Draco! What the fuck?!" Harry yelled, trying to sound upset and doing his best to mask the raw desire in his voice.
Draco smiled maliciously and leaned down, grazing Harry's lips with his own before pressing down with great force, making Harry moan against his will.
Draco broke away for a moment. "You know you want to..." but just as Draco was about to recapture Harry's lips, the phone rang.
Draco jumped off Harry, looking prepared to fight. "WHY DOES THE PHONE HAVE TO RING WHEN THINGS ARE GETTING INTERESTING?!?!" Draco fumed. He stormed over to the desk and picked it up.
"HELLO?" Draco said, agitated.
"Draco? How are you doing, love?"
Draco paused, recognizing the voice. He felt a fresh wave of guilt for what he had just been doing, and otherwise wanting to do. "Hello, Blaise."
(End Of Chapter Two)
(A/N): Was it just me or was that REALLY LONG? Lol I stayed up so late writing this... god, I must love you people. Uh, so yeah, you perverts got some minor action. Lol kidding, I enjoyed it too... mmm. But don't worry, it shall get better! Once Blaise and Harry's morals get out of the way! See, I told you I would explain the cut thingamajigger. That was just the beginning; I shall further explain it in later chapters. So Blaise called, huh? He must have learned to use the phone just for Draco! Awww... but too bad Draco was just kissing his roommate. I wonder how far they would have gotten (against Harry's will... well not really, lol) if Blaise didn't call? Well you'll just have to use your imagination! The night scene was so much fun to write, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it! I'm so very sorry if I made any dumb typos, but it's so late and I want to get this up, so I'm not bothering to proof read it more than once. Okay, well I hope you liked it. PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!! The next one will go up faster if you do! Until next time,
XOXO Princesspepper OXOX