disclaimer: Harry Potter and co. belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not her. I'm not making any money with this, I'm just playing with my dirty little mind. The song Undying dreams belongs to Reflexion. I am not anyone from the band.
warnings: Slash, and that means that there is sexual and romantic action between two males. Fluffy stuff mostly this time. A weird chapter. Even I'm little confused. Cursing. Drugs. Sexual harassing. Stuff like that.
song: Undying dreams by Reflexion
A/N: I'm back! Finally! I've been writing this chapter all night and it's finally done! I'm so sorry it took so long, but you know that thing where you have to go five days a week? The place where they teach you stuff? Was it... school? Yeah, school, that's the one. It's totally killing me and taking all of my time and I'm not gonna make it alive for Christmas. Luckily, we haveone week break now. So I had time to write for you. What am I babbling about, no one's gonna read this anyway... On with the story!
Forgive me, I wrote this for five hours, including one Queer Eye for the Straight Guy - episode. It's weird, I know. Not the show, the chapter. The show was good. Very cute. Jai cried. Poor baby.Anyway, just read it.
Seize the passing while
Run as far as you can go
Touch the whirl of wind
Fly and hope you never fall
Draco was home alone. He wandered around because for some reason he couldn't stay still. He was haunted by thoughts he couldn't had imagined to ever have. First was the amazing fact that he didn't miss Hogwarts one bit. He didn't like Vilinburg or the people there, but something there made it feel like… home. Like it was safe there. Maybe it was because his father wasn't there. Maybe because all the others were muggles, he could control them better. And maybe, just maybe, it was because of Harry.
No, what am I thinking? Potter has nothing to do with it, he told himself, not quite believing. He had weird feelings towards Harry. He still held grudges against him, but didn't really remember why. In a way he enjoyed having Harry around. He was the first one he had ever lived with who wasn't afraid of him, like all the Slytherins, or didn't act like he didn't exist, like his parents. Harry acknowledged that he was around, but wasn't ready to obey his every command.
Never lose your home
When the world get painful and cold
Undying dreams can fall
If you turn your back to the hope
And let the darkness veil your soul
The blonde opened a door of a room. It wasn't his room. It was Harry's. He knew he shouldn't go there and Harry would kill him if he ever found out. But Harry wasn't there, now, was he?
Harry's room was pretty much like his own. There was a bed, table, chair, some closets and a mirror, nothing fancy. It was a lot messier than Draco's room, though. He found his way to the chair and sat on it. He had no idea why he was there. He looked around in the room, not really looking for anything. Then he saw something brown under the bed. It was obviously meant to be hid there. That got Draco curious. What would Harry want to hide? He bent down and picked it up. It was a brown leather bag. In his curiosity, the blonde opened the bag. There was a small filthy mirror, a rolled up bill that looked like it had been rolled up pretty often, and then there was a plastic bag with something white in it. Draco recognized it immediately. Of course he did, he had run into similar bags many times in his mother's library.
Suddenly Draco stood up and found his way out of the room, with the plastic bag. Harry was now in big trouble.
All the millions of dreams that you got
Are wiped away with no meaning
And those thousands of hearts that you broke
Are crushed now without feeling
When he got home, Harry went straight to the kitchen. All he wanted was a glass of water and go to bed. But in the kitchen Draco was waiting for him with the plastic bag. The blonde glared at him angrily. Harry figured that he wouldn't get in bed anytime soon.
"Draco-"
"What the fuck you think you're doing with that?" Draco snapped, nodding towards the drugs.
"I-"
"Don't give me that bullshit!" He continued without even listening to Harry's answer. "Maybe things haven't gone exactly your way, but it doesn't mean you're allowed to screw it even more!"
Something in Harry's head snapped. "I don't give a fuck what I'm allowed to do and what I'm not! And you're not my fucking babysitter!"
"I fucking live with you!"
"And you're acting like my mother! What I do with my life is none of your business!"
"It's about time someone acts like your mother! As long as I'm living with you, I'm gonna be a part of your life. So it fucking is my business! Now sit down!" Draco almost pushed Harry on a chair. "Now, you better listen to me very carefully or you're not making it alive for tomorrow. Do you understand me?" He didn't bother to wait for the answer. "Fact; you're fucked up. Fact; your life is fucked up. Fact; drugs are not gonna make it any better. Fact; Drugs are gonna make it worse. A lot worse. If you carry on like this, soon you won't have a life that could be fucked up. You need to stop whining and face your bloody problems like a man and not hide behind some mask."
"Oh please, what do you know about real problems?"
"I know a lot more than you think. You know nothing about me so don't tell me I know nothing about problems. I can tell you that my life isn't perfect. It's not anywhere near perfect. You have no idea what I've been through, and that my friend, is a lot. I just don't make it a number and shout it to the world." Their faces were only a centimeter apart and Draco was hissing the words behind his gritted teeth. It came out of nowhere. A sudden urge to kiss him.
"You're a fucking drama queen who loves attention. I know, I know, you're a rebel whose life has been so hard. Fuck it. All you need, and want, is someone to love you. But there's no way that's gonna happen if you're high all the time."
And there it was. The moment. Harry pressed his lips on Draco's and took a grip behind his neck. He felt Draco kissing him back and he stood up. Then the blonde pulled back.
"Are you high?"
Despise the one who cares
Hate the one who tries to help
The pain becomes your bliss
When you rely on truth that doesn't exist
Harry laughed. "Gosh, Draco, I- No, I'm not. But you must be 'cause you haven't hexed me yet."
"I'm not high, drama queen. But I'm not thinking clearly."
"Yeah, my lips have that effect on people."
Draco pushed himself out of Harry's arms and leaned on the sink. "It's not because of your lips, idiot. Now, where were we before you so rudely tried to seduce me? Oh yeah, your little hobby."
"What about it?"
"I want you to stop."
"What if I don't?"
"Then I'll just have to write McGonagall and tell her that we have an addict here. And then, well, everyone's gonna know. Including your dear little friends. And Hagrid. Oh Harry, think, what would Hagrid say?"
Harry turned around to face Draco. "Why are you doing this?"
Draco let out a short laugh. "Oh dear boy, I'm wondering that myself. Now, here's what we're going to do. I'm taking these," He took the plastic bag in his hand. "And you'll be thinking what you want to do. If you come to ask these back, I'll write to McGonagall. But if you tell me to get rid of them, I won't write to her and this shall stay as our little secret. It's up to you, drama queen. I want the decision tonight. I'll be in my room if you need me."
Now you have lost your home
And the one that loved you the most
Undying dreams are gone and your heart is cold like stone
You still end up alone
Draco was lying on his bed, reading a book, when someone knocked on the door. "Come in." He called and Harry stepped in. He sat on the chair and started to stare at Draco. "Well?"
"I… I want you to get rid of them."
"Are you sure?"
"No, I'm not sure. Only thing I'm sure about is that I don't wanna do this. But I don't want the whole world to know what failure I am."
Draco just simply nodded. "Okay, I'll get rid of them." Then he turned to his book, expecting that Harry would leave. When he didn't; "Is there something else?"
Harry shook his head and left Draco alone. He went into his own room and sat on the bed. And then he realized something. How did Draco find his stash? The bag was in his room…
"You went through my stuff!" Harry roared as he was standing in front of Draco's bed five seconds later. "You were in my room when I wasn't even home!"
"So?" Was the only reply he received.
"So? So? So? It's not a bloody 'so'! You went through my stuff without my permission! You can't do that!"
"And why not?"
Draco's cocky attitude was really getting to Harry's nerves. "Because you're supposed to respect my privacy!"
"Harry, I'm getting a headache."
"And what makes you think I give a shit?"
"The fact that you will get a headache too if you don't stop yelling?" The blonde suggested.
"I have every right to yell!"
"You also have every right to thank me for stopping you from ruining your life." He stood up and coolly walked out of the room. Harry of course followed. "Look, Harry, I was bored. I somehow wandered into your and I didn't go through your stuff. I just sat there and saw the brown bag. That's all. Will you calm down now, Merlin's sake?" He asked, sat on couch and turned the TV on.
"So you didn't go through my closets?"
The blonde sighed. "No. Why would I have done that? Everything that has ever been in them is lying on the floor. All I could find from your closets is more gay people. And I'm struggling with the one I already have, I don't need more."
Harry ignored the comment about closets and gays and sat down on the couch and started staring at the sitcom which was on.
All the millions of dreams that you got
Are wiped away with no meaning
And those thousands of hearts that you broke
Are crushed without a feeling
You can't hide all the scars in your soul
They will haunt you 'cause you're still bleeding
You have taken this way too far
Just to show and feel
After two sitcoms and an American talk show Draco finally spoke again. "You have kissed me three times now, you know."
"Two."
"Three." He told with the oh so lovely do-not-mess-with-me-or-I-shall-feed-you-to-dragons-tone. "What's that all about?"
"You know, a horny teen. We've been here for a while and I have never seen you with a girl."
"That doesn't mean anything."
"But have you?"
"Have I what?"
"Got laid here?"
"That's none of your business."
Harry smirked. "So you haven't. Would you like to?"
Draco turned to look at Harry if he was serious. "Is that a suggestion?"
"Maybe."
The blonde gave Harry a good and careful look. "Sorry, I don't do Gryffindors."
"Maybe you should. You could like it."
"Are you serious?"
"What do you think?" Harry asked with a very seductive tone. Draco threw a pillow at him.
"You're such a git."
Harry burst out laughing as the blonde sulked to him. "Oh Draco…" He pleaded. "Don't be mad…" He crawled to him and laid his head on the sulking teen's lap. "Drake… Pwease, don't sulk." The raven haired boy lifted Draco's shirt and kissed his bare stomach.
"Harry? What are you doing?"
"I'm keeping my head under your shirt."
"Okay. Are you high?"
Harry removed his head under the shirt. "I can't be, you took my drugs away."
"Then you're just insane."
"Probably." He grinned and slipped his hand under Draco's shirt. "You have nice abs."
"Thanks. Remove the hand, please."
"What if I don't? Will you write to McGonagall and tell how I'm sexually harassing you?"
"Maybe I will."
"Maybe you won't."
"Maybe you should remove the hand."
"Maybe I don't want to."
In despair you have sacrificed it all
Everything that matters the most
All the millions of dreams that you got
Are wiped away with no meaning
And those thousands of hearts that you broke
They are crushed
"Harry, be serious now. Are you just playing with me?" Draco asked. Harry shook his head. Or as much as he could with his head on Draco's lap. "Because if you're just playing I'm going to kill you."
"I'm not playing." Harry whispered and sat up next to the blonde. "I… Well, you said it yourself, I've kissed you three times already. Maybe a fourth couldn't hurt?"
"No, maybe it couldn't."
The green eyed boy slowly leaned towards the grey eyed one. Their lips met, for the fourth time ever. It was a very soft kiss, tender. Harry pulled away.
"That was nice." Draco whispered, opening his eyes.
"Yeah, it was."
"It's getting late. We should go to bed."
"Yeah, we should."
"We need to move."
"Can I sleep with you?" And so the spell was broken. Draco stared at the boy next to him.
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, can I sleep next to you? In a same bed?" Harry corrected himself.
"Oh. Yeah, I suppose you can." They stood up and slowly found their way into Draco's bedroom and onto his bed.
"You know, I'll probably regret this in the morning." Draco told as they lay awake under the covers.
"Don't you have any feelings for me?" Harry asked.
"Well, I wouldn't be lying in a same bed with you if I didn't, now, would I?" Draco said and pressed his lips on Harry's forehead. "It's been a weird day. I don't know what to think anymore. We'll both think more clearly tomorrow."
All the millions of dreams that you got
Are wiped away with no meaning
And those thousands of hearts that you broke
Are crushed without a feeling
You can't hide all the scars in your soul
They will haunt 'cause you're still bleeding
You have taken this way too far
Just to show and feel
You're not alone
A/N: Though I've been away for a while, I haven't become a mind reader. And you know what that means.
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