I have checked through this story to the best of my ability but I am sure that there are still a few grammatical mistakes, missing words and so forth. Would anyone like to beta for me? That way I could probably keep posting the chapters fairly regularly and to a high quality.
A/N: It's felt like ages since I last updated, but it has only been a few days, lol! An extra long chapter by my standards so I hope this is worth the wait - enjoy! ; )
Bullet With Butterfly Wings
- C h a p t e r 4 -
That Sunday morning he awoke with a start as he had forgotten to close the curtains. The sun shone directly into his eyes and he groaned rolling over onto his side and switching the alarm off so it didn't bleep whilst he was in the shower. It was nearing ten o'clock and he wasn't sure what time Harry presumed lunch was, so he at least tried to get ready before he came.
He sighed as the soothing warm water hit his back and turning his face towards the spray he closed his eyes and just stood there for a moment, relaxing in the tepid water. He would have gladly stood there under the soothing spray for longer, but when he looked down at his hands the pads of his fingers where wrinkled. Shaking his hair so drops of water hit the shower screen he grabbed the shampoo and massaged it and then repeated it again before applying the conditioner. He lifted one arm to clean himself with the soap when his mother shouted from outside of the door.
"What mum?" he exclaimed over the pattering of the water.
"I said there is someone on the phone for you!"
Draco continued to scrub himself nonchalantly and replying with "I will phone them back later!" he relaxed once again in the feel of the body scrub relaxing his body, when after a moment he heard a knock on the door again and his mothers voice sounding into the room.
"Dear it's your friend Harry."
He quickly turned the shower of with a turn of the knob and opened the glass door, hastily grabbing a towel and throwing it around his waist. He almost slipped on the bathroom rug as he rushed to the door and instead he braced himself on the door with the palms of his hands with a slight thumping noise. His mother looked startled when he opened the door and he snatched the phone out of her hand with a smile and then shut the door again.
"Hullo?" asked Draco into the phone.
"Hey Draco it's Harry," The blonde smiled and rolled his eyes. Of course he knew who it was. "I think I'm a bit lost!" continued Harry huffing annoyed into the phone.
Draco snorted and then added laughing slightly "You're lost, well then where abouts are you?"
"Urm I don't know I can't really see any sign posts! If it helps I'm near lots of trees?"
Draco laughed again. "There are lots of trees where I live, anything else?"
"Hmm," Draco could hear the phone rustle as he presumed Harry was turning his head. "well there's a park and a pond with ducks in nearby." Harry continued. Draco smiled and shook his head.
"I think I know where that is." Draco hummed in the back of his throat and then added humorously "Do you want me to come and get you?"
Harry huffed into the phone. "Yes that might be a good idea. See you in a minute?"
"Better make that five," said Draco amused and shifting the phone onto his other ear as he pushed himself of the door and added "bye Harry!"
Draco smiled when Harry said goodbye and proceeded to rush around the bathroom collecting his clothes and throwing them on. He ran down the stairs grabbing the piece of toast his mother offered saying he would be back in a minute or so. She smiled at the stoop of the door and watched her son walk swiftly down the road. When he was out of her sight she sighed and closed the door, retreating into the living room.
He was somewhat out of breath when he arrived at the park. He bent over with his hands on his thighs and breathed in deeply trying to regain some of the breath he had lost after jogging part way there. He smiled when he stood up as he had just spotted a mop of brown hair and a slender body swinging back and forth on one of the playground swings. He dusted his clothes out of habit and walked towards him, careful not to stand to close to the boy as he may end up on his backside with a sore nose.
"Draco! How are you?" exclaimed Harry jumping of the swing, throwing his bag over one shoulder and walking the rest of the distance towards the boy.
"Fine thanks." He smiled and nervously smoothed his damp hair back and out of his face.
"Do want to hang about here for a bit?" asked Harry.
Draco smiled again. "Sure."
They both walked back over to the swings and took one for their selves swinging back and forth and chatting for a while. It wasn't until a few disgruntled parents coughed at them that they left, and grinning lopsidedly they both jumped off and allowed the younger children to play on them instead.
The walk back to Draco's house was somewhat pleasant. They chatted amiably about anything and everything and occasionally laughing as they pushed each other in the side. Mrs Malfoy greeted them when Draco opened the door and offered them something to eat.
"Sorry 'bout this boys that's all they had." Draco's mother exclaimed grabbing a pack of pink ringed donuts out of the cupboard and placing it in front of them.
"That's okay Mrs Malfoy." Harry politely said taking one of the donuts for himself.
"Please call me Cissy. Everyone else does!"
Harry nodded his head and Draco sniggered unbeknownst to his mother - or so he thought. She coughed raising her fist to her mouth and then smiled at the two boys.
"Well I shall leave you two to get on with it then. Don't tire yourselves out to much, the television is only in their and do help yourselves to some snacks." She smiled and walked to the door. For a moment she just watched her son and his friend chatting at the breakfast bar and then sighing she turned around and quietly closed the door behind herself.
After helping Draco clean away their drinks and dusting the tables with a cloth for any crumbs, Harry followed Draco up the stairs so they could hopefully finish their history project. Harry couldn't contain the laugh as Draco kicked a pair of boxer shorts under the bed, and with a mortified grin the blond had rummaged through his drawers and handed Harry the majority of their project.
Harry sat down on Draco's bed as the other boy had taken the only seat in his room. He had offered for himself to sit on the bed instead but Harry shook him off with the wave of the hand. They had little to finish and it was soon laid forgotten on the floor as Harry patted the space next to him on the bed and Draco sat beside him, somewhat reluctantly at first.
In the midst of talking to each other Draco opened his mouth to reply when a rather intrusive yawn escaped. Harry lifted an eyebrow, clearly amused.
"I only just woke up when you phoned." Draco muttered a blush creeping across his cheeks, smiling somewhat impishly. Harry laughed.
"Oh Draco, Draco what am I going to do with you?" he asked leaning over to ruffle the boys hair, earning him a pout and a light hearted shove in the arm. Draco huffed and moved his head just out of the reach of Harry's hands.
That morning passed fairly quickly. They had begun to watch one of Draco's movies in his bedroom with all the lights turned off and the curtains closed. They both were leaned against the headboard of his bed and with a disgruntled groan Harry arched his back with a cracking noise. Startled not only from the movie but from the sudden movement from Harry, Draco ducked his head and held the blankets closer to his chest. Harry laughed and with a pout Draco stuck his tongue out at the boy laughing at him.
"Is it all right if I use your loo?" asked Harry after a moment. Draco nodded his head and pointed to his right where there was a door slightly ajar.
"I'm just going to pause it - so you don't miss anything," added Draco and pushed a button on the remote. Harry laughed.
"Oh sure Draco!" exclaimed Harry grinning humorously. He shook his head and pushed himself out of Draco's bed, gently padding over to the bathroom.
Draco followed Harry with his eyes and winced slightly when the only light coming from the bathroom disappeared once the door had clicked shut. He eyed the television screen somewhat distastefully. He had never been fond of horror movies and only owned one because it was a Christmas present, and dint wish to throw it away in case he offended his Aunt and Uncle. He wished he had not paused it at that particular moment though as someone clearly had no hands anymore! Sighing he looked away from the screen and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again he almost fell of the bed in shock.
Harry stood above him, grinning absurdly. Before Draco could even ask what was so funny, or why Harry felt it necessary to smile as if he was one of the crazed men out of the film, his ribs were assaulted with nimble fingers probing and tickling his sides. He squirmed and laughed and tried futilely to get away from the boys tickling ministrations. With a raspy laugh he wiggled too far to the left and fell on the floor with an oomph! of surprise.
Harry bit his lip trying hard not to laugh. One look at the pouting boy rubbing his backside broke any barriers he tried to restrain. With tears of mirth in his eyes he chuckled and lent Draco a hand to help him stand.
"Oh that was priceless." Harry rasped between bouts of giggles.
"Thanks," murmured Draco dripping with sarcasm.
"Anytime," said Harry dropping the blonds hand and smiling just as widely as before. He thought more giggles as the boy winced, sitting down on his seat. "Oh come on it couldn't hurt that much!"
Draco shot him a scathing look and didn't reply, facing the opposite direction. Harry sighed and stood beside Draco, prodding him in the side somewhat playfully to get his attention.
"Quit it all right!" exclaimed Draco after a moment and batted Harry's hands away. "Nah it didn't hurt, but I bet you felt guilty didn't you?" he said with a lopsided grin.
"No, not really," Harry chuckled lightly "do you want me to rub it better?" he cooed in an almost motherly tone.
"What! No of course I don't you prat!" exclaimed Draco looking away. He could feel his cheeks heat up and was glad there were no lights on.
"Good, because I didn't really want to rub your bottom better anyway!" laughed Harry and sat back down on Draco's bed, stretching his legs out across the mattress. "So are we going to finish watching the movie, or are you too scared to watch any more of it?"
"Scared?" huffed Draco and crossed his arms across his chest. "I'm not scared! Who would be scared of a couple of dippy teens getting chopped into pieces?"
Harry laughed, "What ever you say Draco."
Draco was thankful even more that Harry couldn't see his blushing face from where he was sat, and watched the rest of the movie closing his eyes at the most gruesome parts and hopefully without Harry seeing to make an even bigger fool of himself!
His mother called up to them from the bottom of the staircase, just as the end titles to the movie started.
"Boy's dinner is ready!"
"Good timing," said Harry smiling as he switched of Draco's television and opened the door.
Draco grumbled an agreement of sorts, muttering how she could have made dinner earlier so he didn't have to watch the film and led Harry down the stairs and into the dining room.
Harry sat down at a seat and after Draco's mother had told him to help himself to the food he had done just that, piling it somewhat neatly onto his plate. His eyebrows furrowed as he glanced at all of the knives and forks. Without wanting to embarrass himself by asking which one was for what, his hand hovered over a fork and then a different one beside it. Draco laughed under his breath so only Harry could hear.
"Work from the outside inwards. That fork is for the salads, and that one," he said indicting the fork next to it "is for eating meat. Just use the same principle for the knives and you should be all right."
Harry's lips formed an O shape and Draco couldn't suppress the laugh that escaped.
"Something funny boys?" Draco's mother asked the side of her lip curling into a smile.
Draco shook his head and looked amusedly at Harry then back at his plate. "No, nothing mother."
Narcissa glanced from Draco to Harry and back again, and with a smile she ate some of her salad. She was happy to finally see that her son could smile so freely and only wished it hadn't taken him this long to have a friend. Partly she knew it was her own fault for leading him into a sheltered lifestyle, trying to protect him from the horrors of the world, but even though she knew she was doing it to try and protect him the exact opposite had occurred because of her attempts.
She sighed and glanced at her son who seemed content enough by exchanging pleasant conversations with the boy beside himself, and she smiled grateful that the brunette could make her son laugh.
That evening once they had finished eating and when most of the plates had been put into the dishwasher, Harry thanked Mrs Malfoy for the lovely dinner and said that he should be getting home. She protested with a shake of her head stating it's too dark for him to walk by himself.
"I could ask my uncle to pick me up then," said Harry fidgeting from one foot to the other. "I really don't mind walking."
"Nonsense dear you will do no such thing! I can just as easily drop you home; just wait a few minutes whilst I clean the rest of this up." She indicated to the pile of plates that hadn't been put away yet.
"Oh okay then. Thank you."
"That is quite all right Harry," she smiled at him then turned her head towards Draco as well. "Son why don't you help Harry pack his things before we go?"
"Yes mum," he murmured, rolling his eyes as he turned and walked back up the stairs, Harry following just behind him with light steps.
"I had fun today Draco," said Harry whilst packing away what stuff they had used earlier back into his bag.
"Really?" Draco murmured looking up at Harry. Harry nodded his head and absentmindedly put the folder he was holding onto the bed.
"Yes really. We are friends Draco so don't sound so surprised." Harry placed his hand on Draco's shoulder and squeezed it gently. After a moment he removed it and placed the folder into his bag. "We should do it again sometime," Draco opened his mouth, but before he could say anything Harry interrupted him. "Yes 'really' Draco we should meet up again!" Harry smiled and shook his head amusedly.
"I wasn't going to say that," murmured Draco with a light hearted smile.
"Oh you weren't, well then what were you going to say?"
"If you're interested we could go to the cinema after school…that's if you want to," added Draco somewhat hastily.
"Of course you idiot! Do I have to spell it out to you?" he shook his head. "How about we go on Thursday? That way it will give us enough time to check the listings."
Draco smiled. "Okay, sounds cool."
"Cool." Harry nodded his head in agreement, laughing under his breath.
Harry draped his bag over his shoulder as he heard Narcissa shout up to them. He thanked her once again and followed Draco and his mother to their car, taking a seat in the back next to Draco. He smiled at him bit didn't say anything as she pulled out of the driveway. He directed her a few times but other than that they were all fairly quite.
"Well here we are then Harry, number 4 Privet Drive. At least I think it is," she exclaimed squinting at the numbers on the door.
"Yes it is. Thank you Mrs Malfoy…urm Cissy," he muttered as she turned around and pointedly stared at him.
Draco snickered and Harry smiled lopsidedly at him.
"Well I will see you in history tomorrow then Draco. Don't go forgetting our History project now."
"I won't! See you Harry," said Draco as he watched Harry close the car door with a smile and then walked up the driveway. At the door to his house he turned around and waved before slipping his keys out of his pocket and unlocking the door.
"Such a nice boy," murmured Draco's mother, then indicated right to pull out of the street.
"Yeah," Draco agreed under his breath and stared at the spot Harry had been stood waving until he could no longer see his house. "Yeah he is."
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I have had the next chapter planned since before I started writing this story. In some ways you will begin to understand why Harry became friends with Draco. Please review and I will try to update faster if I get a good response again!