Summary: Harry and Draco are forced to live in the same house, their mothers being friends. Becoming fast friends they spend much time together the question seems obvious. Can two men with such obvious problems be the answers to one another's prayers?
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The kitchen was a stark lifeless white, from the ceiling to the floor. The appliances were shining chrome with a dulled finish that blurred all reflection. Every visible inch was spotlessly clean, not a speck of dust or dirt on the counters, or spilled food on the floor. It was as if the room had been cleaned with a fine toothed comb, and its unrealistic cleanliness was giving Draco the chills.
"Wow," the blonde sighed, "Somebody around here really likes to clean." He surveyed his surroundings with an almost impossible look of nonbelief. "This place looks like a hospital operating room."
"Yeah, it creeps me out to." Harry replied, pulling eggs and butter from the large chrome fridge in the corner. "My mom has OCD, so she's always maniacally cleaning things. He's constantly afraid that something is going to get into her food. She even takes her own to the gala dinners, don't ask me how she sneaks it in, because I don't even know." He continued to circle around the room, pulling out pots, bread, and a few other odds and ends.
"Well that would explain it now wouldn't it?" Said Draco, more to himself than to Harry. Turning to the ebony haired boy he smiled. "So what do you want me to do?" Desperately praying that it wouldn't involve a stove Draco put on his best 'I want to help because I'm a good person' face.
"Can you make toast?" Was Harry's reply. He indicated the four slice metal plated toaster that sat on the counter. "It's pretty simple, it's got this groovy little button that says 'TOAST' and if you just press it, it makes you perfectly toasted bread every time without fail. From there butter and your done." He shoved a bag of bread and a tub of butter into Draco's hand and turned to walk away, putting a skillet on the stove he turned on the heat and cracked an egg. The faint sizzles of the eggs and Harry's light humming were a comforting sound to Draco. It had been a long time since he had cooked his own meal, the fact that it was just toast not withstanding, it felt good.
After about ten minutes of this Draco had a small tower of buttered toast and Harry a plate full of scrambled eggs with cheese. The delightful aroma of breakfast made Draco's stomach give an audible growl and he patiently told himself that it was impolite to eat when not all members of the house were present.
"Let's sit down Draco." Came Harry's calm voice from the other side of the kitchen.
"'Mione and George have just gotten over a rather large fight and if I'm not mistaken they should be busy for at least another hour and a half." Giving Draco a small 'you know what I mean' wink he grabbed the plate of eggs and motioned to the blonde to get the toast. Sitting at the table he separated the eggs onto a second plate and gratefully took a bite. "I've forgotten what eggs taste like. I've been on a special diet, to keep my figure right for the show. But now...oh god, to quote my favorite British baby "This is better than sex"
Draco laughed, Harry seemed so free, and he just came out and said whatever he wanted, not afraid of the questions that would arise from it. And indeed Draco had questions. Perhaps it was time to try Harry's approach to life and simply uninstall the filter he had between his brain and his mouth. So before he knew what he was doing, the blonde asked the 3question that had been plaguing his mind since their talk the night before.
"Harry...?" he asked hesitantly. Emerald eyes met his blue ones indicating attention. He gulped and took the plunge "I know that being a TV star and all you have your pick of every man and woman in the world but...I know this is going to sound stupid...but, have you ever been in love?" Draco felt his cheeks flush :::oh yeah Draco, like that wasn't a stupid question.::: "I mean the second you saw them you couldn't live without them caring, feeling needing kind of live?" He looked up at Harry, who seemed to be looking down at his place, absolutely amazed by his eggs, as he hadn't looked up from them since the word 'love' had risen into the question.
Harry looked up, his eyes fogged over with memory and emotion, apparently Draco's premature question had struck a particular chord with Harry. Suddenly, without warning Harry began to speak. "I was, once, but that experience only taught me was that love causes nothing but pain, and I swore off it forever." Draco looked into Harry's eyes, they were pleading, but Draco could not tell what for. Had he crossed a line, was their friendship too new to be asking such personal questions. :::I've just ruined everything::: Just as the blonde was getting lost in his depressing thoughts of another friend gone he was pulled back into reality by Harry's voice, distant and secure, reminiscing on past events.
"Have you ever gotten that rising feeling in your chest like if you wanted to you could float away? Well that was the feeling I got every time I looked into Kameron's eyes, they were so deep, like bottomless pits of a beautiful chocolate brown. He was the most perfect person I'd ever had the chance to meet. I loved everything about him, from his deep dark thoughts about life, to his slightly crooked nose that made him look almost worldly. I spent so much time thinking about him that he didn't need to be around for me to see his face in my head." Draco listened, something told him that Harry needed to talk to someone without interruption.
"I met him on my first day at the 'Eternity', he was hired to play my twin brother. We actually looked a lot alike. He didn't have green eyes but....he was a year older than I was, but we spent so much time together we had not choice but to become friends. For three years we saw each other almost every day, and I couldn't get enough of him. When his contract was up he didn't want to come back, and I didn't know why, he was so talented. But he went on to bigger and better things and my twin brother ran away from home, never to be seen again." He stopped, a tear rolling down his cheek at the memory, and the room fell silent. Draco didn't speak, he didn't know what to say, how do you respond when a person gives something so personal to you so easily. But Harry wasn't finished yet.
" A year and a half later he made a guest appearance in the fourth season finale. He kept me from jumping off a bridge of all things." He let out a light snicker. "They cleared up everything about where his character and been and what he'd been doing. There was a whole dramatic emotional scene, and then he was gone. After that I knew that I might never see him again, so the day before he left for home I took him to my dressing room, I-I did the most stupid thing I'd ever done. 'I love you,' that's what I told him. 'I think about you all the time, I don't know what it is about you, but I want to be with you.' I've never said anything so stupid in my entire life. He made it very clear that he NEVER wanted to see me again. And I never let myself love again."
"Wow," was all Draco could say.
"Tell me about it." Harry replied. "Now finish your eggs, you need to bulk up." He laughed, it was as if it never happened. and Draco was very VERY confused.
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A/N: Another chapter down and I still feel like I'm going nowhere. Thanks so much to my awesome friend Kameron for letting me use his awesome sexiness and what not to create past turmoil in Harry's love life. I'm thinking of making him a full time char so tell me if you like the idea of Harry having to choose between old and new love. I find that an Authors Character in the mix spices things up....thanks so much to all of my reviewers.!!!!!
You all know Stewie from family guy. If you don't I totally recomend that you watch it at least once. it's on TBS and Cartoon network on weeknights. You'll love it.