Honestly, I don't know why you all like this fic! When I write it I don't see why it's so good as you all say. Thanks! Love ya!
For those who are asking when the 'lemony' part comes… well… I don't want this fic to be one of those 'Oh I love you let's make love' fics ok? Love is complicated! …. And writing a love scene is equally hard…
Betareader: Princesspepper
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Chapter Twelve: Bloody Hell…
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"What kind of name is 'Lure'? Isn't that what you use to catch fish with? Can you really name a child 'Lure'?"
Draco blinked and looked up from where he was reading his potion book. "Excuse me, but what are you talking about?"
Harry looked at Draco with a frown. They were both sitting in their 'private' room, studying for the next Potions test. Closing his book after deciding that he couldn't concentrate, Harry settled on the floor before Draco and looked him in the eyes. "I'm talking about the name your mother suggested. 'Lure' if it were to be a boy…"
"Ain't happening in a million years. I will not name my child after a thing that is a substitute for a worm. Nope, never," Draco said, and then looked back to his book. "I don't care if the baby is going to be a boy or a girl; I know I'll hate every moment I have to carry it," he said.
Harry tilted his head. "You really don't believe that. I'll be by your side twenty-four seven and I believe this will go just fine" Harry said, laying his hands in Draco's lap and looking up at him with huge emerald eyes.
Draco sighed and closed his book. It didn't seem like he would be able to study in Harry's presence. Looking down at his lover he frowned. "Easy for you to say. You aren't the one who has to carry the kid," he said, trying to sound upset but knowing that he failed miserably.
Harry gave the blond a sexy smirk and leaned closer to Draco's face. "I still think that you'll enjoy every moment of it when you feel the time is right. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and our child, and I hope you want to spend yours with me," he whispered against Draco's slightly pink lips.
Draco smiled and kissed Harry. "Of course I do. If you had asked me that question a few months back, I would have hexed you to the muggle world for good," the blond said. He was about to kiss Harry again when he suddenly gasped for air and clutched his chest. "Ghn…"
Harry placed his hands on Draco's shoulders and stood up on his knees. "Draco! Are you ok?" 'Speak to me, please!' What was wrong with the blond? Was he having a heart attack? But Draco was so young… could you have a heart attack at their age?
Draco shook his head and took a few deep breaths. "I… I'm ok…" he said and after a few minutes he recovered completely. He looked up and smiled at Harry before smacking him lightly on the head. "As I said before: you have a bad habit to activate symbols far away from our towers" he said and peeled open his shirt. Since it was so warm in the room the two had taken of their cloaks.
Harry blinked, not sure what Draco was talking about. When Draco had peeled away the shirt, Harry's eyes widened. A small symbol marked the flesh above the blonde's heart, marking the pale flesh. "A symbol…" he whispered and touched the mark with hesitant fingers.
Draco nodded. "The one to bind my life to you. Now I'm really stuck with you, oh the horror!" Draco said, placing a hand on his forehead.
Harry laughed and grabbed Draco's cheeks and brought him down to face him. "Come here, you drama queen," he whispered, and then kissed the blond hard.
"HARRY! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING!"
Harry and Draco separated so quickly that Harry fell flat on his ass and Draco tumbled backwards off the armchair. Harry shook his head and looked at the door, his forelocks falling into his eyes, stinging.
"Holy…"
"That's my line, Harry! What are you doing kissing Malfoy!" Ron demanded. He was flushed red in anger and even his eyes flashed like flames.
Draco rubbed his head and stood up. "Ow. Nice move, Weasley. You officially scared the scrap out of me," he said, moving over to Harry's side. "You ok?" he asked the black-haired boy on the ground.
Hermione stepped into the room from behind Ron. She gave Harry and Draco an apologizing look. "Sorry, I couldn't stop him. He figured out that you were in here when Neville told him about your secret place," she said sheepishly, looking down at her feet in shame.
Draco looked at her before looking at Harry. "I thought no one knew about this room except you me and Hermione."
Harry nodded. "I guess I have spoken to Neville about it. Remember the truth potion we made together at Potions and Snape made me test it?"
"Yeah."
"Well I guess Neville took advantage of that. I fell unconscious after a while and after that I remember zip, nada," he said, rubbing his head.
Ron stormed into the room and the door closed after him, hiding the room from sight again. "Let's get back to my question, shall we? Why the bloody hell did ya just kiss Malfoy for!" he snapped, bringing the attention back to himself.
Draco sighed and looked at the redhead. "Because I just read that I can suck Potter soul out through his mouth? Honestly, Weasley, why do you think I kissed Harry for?" he asked sarcastically.
Ron stormed up to them and glared death at Draco. "Because you are a bloody faggot, that's why! Leave Harry alone if you know what's good for you!" he snapped. "Are all Malfoys gay like you?"
Harry gaped. Looking over Ron's shoulder he saw Draco's hurt look. 'Draco… don't let his words get to you,' he said softly over their link. "Ron, listen okay!" he said, and then turned his angry friend around.
Ron really didn't want to turn his back to Draco but Harry gave him no choice. "Harry, why didn't you just use a spell to knock him off you?" he asked.
Harry shook his head. "I told you to listen. Ron, if you say another word before I'm done talking I'll use 'silenco' on you," he warned. Seeing that he got Ron's attention, he sighed. "You want to know why I kissed Draco, right? Well, I'll tell you. I love him. We've loved each other for months. And before you start talking, no, I'm not under a spell," he said simply. He really didn't want to start talking about the curse before this first bit of information sank into the head of his friend.
Draco smiled. 'You aren't under a spell if love isn't counted as one,' he sent his lover and smirked when he managed to produce a blush on the other's face. "It's true, Wesley. All he says is true. Ask your girlfriend if you don't believe us," he said, pointing to Hermione.
Ron twisted around to snap at Draco when Hermione shoved one finger into his face. Ron blinked and looked at Hermione with big eyes. "W-wha…"
"Now you listen to me, Ron! I can't understand you sometimes! A few months ago you said that if Harry ever fell in love you would accept the person no matter who it was. Harry loves Draco! Draco loves Harry too, and would never hurt him. Ron, you know Harry as well as I do, so why can't you accept Harry's choice?" she asked, letting her hand drop to her side.
Ron took a few calming breaths as his shoulders slumped. "'Mione… I remember what I said. I'm sorry but it's just hard to accept that Harry is in love with Malfoy of all people. I was kind of hopping that he would fall for Ginny. Mom hoped so too…." He said, sitting down in the armchair where Draco had been sitting before. "Mom has always wanted Harry to be a part of the family, and so have I…"
Harry sat down on the floor before Ron. Looking at Draco he smiled. 'Can we get some time to talk? In private?' he asked through their link.
Draco nodded. "Come on, Granger, I think it's time to hit the Great Hall. If I'm not mistaken, it's almost time for supper," he said, taking the girl's hand.
Hermione looked confused for a few seconds before catching on. "Yeah, you're right. We'll see you later then," she said, following Draco out of the small room.
Harry watched his lover and friend leave before returning his attention to the boy before him. "Ron, I know that you've always hoped for me to fall for Ginny and all… but I just can't see myself and her like that. You, Fred, George, and Ginny are like siblings to me. Even Hermione is like the little sister I never had. Just because I fell for Draco doesn't mean that I can't be a part of your family. I love you all and I hope that you don't end our friendship just because of Draco," Harry said, taking Ron's hand. "Or is it the fact that I'm in love with a guy that you can't accept?"
Ron shook his head and smiled. "To be honest, I don't care if you fell for a girl or a boy… I just want you to be happy. The reason I blew up like that when I saw you two is the fact that I see Malfoy like I see his dad. Our families have never gotten along well and to top it all, Malfoys follow You-Know-Who. I'm afraid that he'll fool you and break your heart, or even deliver you to You-Know-Who. I just can't trust him," Ron confessed. "After all, he's been bullying us for the last couple of years," he said, looking up to meet Harry's gaze.
Harry nodded. "Tell me something I don't already know. I know I can trust Draco not to deliver me to him. The only one in his family that is loyal to that bastard is his father. I can't tell you now how I know about all that or what really is happening between me and Draco, but I hope that you can at least wait to break up our friendship until you get to know the true Draco. Can you do that?" Harry asked. He felt a bit uncomfortable with the small pause of silence that followed.
Ron looked down and his shoulder started to shake.
Harry swallowed. Ron was going to push him away! 'He's so angry he's shaking!' the emerald eyed boy thought.
Ron suddenly threw his head back and laughed out loud, startling Harry. "Break up our friendship! Because of Malfoy! Not even in your dreams, Harry! I will try to get along with Malfoy before I decide anything, and I won't owl my mother and tell her about this, okay mate?" he said, placing his hands on Harry's shoulders.
Harry sighed in relief. 'Thank goodness…' "Okay. Thanks Ron."
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Draco sighed as he felt the hot water hit his skin. Ever since he had been marked by Harry, he had been taking a shower each day to get rid of the potion that hid the symbols. He looked down to his chest and stroked the new symbol softly.
'Damn it, Harry! Of all the times to activate a symbol you have to do it today when the Slytherin shower rooms are broken! I don't mind the common bathrooms but I just hope that no one comes in until I've covered the symbols again!'
'I told you I'm sorry! I didn't intend to activate the symbol!' Harry's voice came back to him. 'How come it's so dark on your side of the link? I can't see a thing!'
Draco sighed. He had learned from the last time he took a good long shower to keep his eyes closed. Taking his shampoo bottle in one hand he squeezed some of the content out and massaged it into his blond hair. 'I knew you would sneak into my mind and use my sight, so I have my eyes closed. I'm taking a shower, if you were wondering, and I certainly don't want to repeat the "accident" that happened last time,' he told his dark-haired lover. 'Now go away so I can shower in peace. You might own half my body and my life but I still want some privacy.'
Harry huffed. 'Darn you…' he said, and then left the blond alone.
Draco smirked and continued his shower. He cleared himself of all the suds the soap had left behind and turned around to fetch the small jar of the lime-ish coloured potion Snape had given him. Blinking, he looked around but couldn't see the small jar. "Crap! Did I leave it in the common room! What if one of my two doofus bodyguards eats it! I don't know how I'll explain that to Snape!" he panicked. To be honest, he was more afraid to walk out of the shower rooms with all his symbols visible. It would cause so many questions and rumours to come out.
"This little thing is that important to Snape? Cool."
Draco snapped his head in the direction of the voices. His jaw fell open when his eyes landed on the people holding the potion jar.
"Hi, Malfoy! Nice war paint!"
"The demolition duo…. Weasleys!"
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I'm sorry to cut this chap of like this…. I guess I'm a sucker for cliff-hangers. Ha ha ha ha!
