June Comes Too Fast 2/?
By Cadena
Rated: PG - for slash
Authors notes and dedications: I'd like to thank all of you who reviewed the first segment of this story, especially Fran. I wasn't really going to continue this right away, but I had to after reading her review! Thanks so much! Also, I'm sorry this is short. I usually try to make my fics a little longer, but I wrote this on my break at work, which is only an hour. I think I'm just going to make every segment short. There will just be a hell of a lot of segments and quicker updates! And one more thing. Since I wrote this on my break, there are going to be lots of mistakes. I'm apologizing ahead of time. Thanx.
Harry left the same hallway that Draco was watching him several minutes after Draco had walked away. Harry knew this only because he was watching Draco. He wondered where he was going, why he looked so sad, but most of all he wondered if it had something to do with him. For some reason he had a feeling that it was his fault. It might have been intuition, or it could have been the look that Draco had given him before he walked out of sight. Either way he knew something was wrong.
He didn't know why he should care, after all Draco was only good to bug the crap out of him. Ever since he started Hogwarts that blond had been a familiar figure in his life. He had been plaguing him, harassing him, or provoking him to exasperation.
Always manipulating everybody around him, trying to be the man in charge. But who else would you want to take charge in Slytherin except him. Crabbe? Goyle? Pansy? Ever since he had known the devious devil, he had an air of leadership and self assuredness about him. That swagger, the swing of his arms, and those good looks, who wouldn't follow him to the pits of hell.
I sure as hell would. Harry thought to himself. Too bad he wasn't in Gryffindor, we could have been friends...
But like Draco would last a day in Gryffindor. It was like an oxymoron. Draco the Gryffindor. Everything Harry wished Draco was or could ever be was impossible.
It was the last day at Hogwarts and he wasn't only saying good-bye to friends, he was saying good-bye to enemies as well.
I might as well go say good-bye to him too, after all, I'll miss his smirk the most of all, he thought to himself.
He headed in the direction that Draco had departed and began his pursuit. Up ahead in the crowd he spotted the familiar color of hair. He headed towards it.
It's just to say good-bye, only good-bye, he said to himself again and again.
But when he came up behind Draco, he stopped dead in his tracks.
TBC
(hopefully soon)
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