So Long Sweet Summer
Author: xxinifinitemoment
Rating: this is PG but it will go up in later chapters
Warnings: none yet. other than slash ofcourse.
Word Count: 1500
Summary: Things have gotten pretty bad in the Wizarding World and it's spreading to the Muggle World. Draco Malfoy shows up on Harry's doorstep with Snape one day. From there, everything takes a wild turn. Secrets are revealed. Perspectives change. How will it all end?

"Potter," Snape spat the second they were back in his living room, "What's the meaning of this?"

"Well, I just saved Malfoy's arse probably."

Snape cast a glance at Malfoy who seemed to have momentarily lost his voice then his glare returned to Harry. "Explain."

"We came out of Twillfit and Tatting's and saw Nott and Nott senior. They saw us, Nott made a stupid remark and went to draw his wand so I pulled Malfoy, figuring it would be best to get away fast rather then fight them. I grabbed you, flooed us here and now here we are."

"I told you two to be careful."

"It's not like we were planning to be seen."

"Well you still could have been more responsible and had a sense to see if anyone was there before leaving."

"Sorry we don't have the mind of great Professor-"

"Shut up both of you!" Malfoy's outbreak caused the other males to look at him sharply, "Fighting about it gets us no where."

Snape stared for a moment, then nodded. "Go to your rooms. I'll let you know when dinner is ready."

Harry and Malfoy walked towards their room. While walking down the hallway Draco cleared his throat.

"Er, thanks Potter." Harry looked at him. "For pulling me away then. I was so stunned I couldn't function. Nott's not very nice, he wouldn't have been gentle on us. So thanks."

Harry nodded but didn't respond. They both entered their rooms without another word.

+

Harry fell onto his bed. His heart was still pounding from the events of the day. Malfoy said that Nott wouldn't have been gentle and Harry certainly didn't want to find out what he would have done. Then arguing with Snape always got him riled up. But Malfoy thanking him, that blew him away. Who knew that the blonde even knew that word? Harry shook his head and pulled out his mum's diary.

December 25th

Happy Christmas! I got a lot of great gifts. Mum and dad sent me some candies. I don't think they know how much wizarding candy is better than muggle. Oh well, it's the thought that counts. James got me a copy of Hogwarts: A History. He knows I love that book but never got a copy of my own. Plus he got me beautiful earrings.
I love staying at Hogwarts over the vacation. The castle is so much quieter and beautiful. Mum and dad don't like it too much but they accepted it in the end.
He gave me a gift, a beautiful bracelet. It's simple, silver and links. There's a lily in silver in the middle. It's so thoughtful. I got him a book on rare potions and some of his favorite chocolates. He sent me a thank you note during the day and I sent one in return.
Everyone is singing in the common room. I best go join them.

Harry was still stumped at who this he was. It was irritating him. His mum was apparently really good friends with him though. Yet again, he didn't have long to ponder because Snape called him and Malfoy down for dinner.

Dinner was a quite event. The food was quite good, definitely more than Harry was used too. Snape seemed to be upset by Nott still. Harry was lost in his thoughts when Snape gasped. Harry's head shot up and he saw Snape clutch his arm where the Dark Mark was located under his sleeve.

The potions master shot a look at the two boys. "I need to go. I will return later. Stay in the house, don't cause any trouble." He left the table and walked away. A few seconds later he Disapperated with a 'pop'.

Harry and Malfoy were left sitting at the table. They dared to look at each other then turned their eyes back to their plates. Both boys had lost their appetite.

Malfoy pushed away from the table and stood up. Harry followed suite. They went back to their rooms in silence. Seeing Snape clutch the Dark Mark and go to Voldemort caused a reality to set into the boys. It made everything seems so much more real. The past few weeks had actually caused the boys to almost forget what was going on except when they had talks about it. Even Nott didn't fully cause them to realize, but Snape being summoned hit them like rain when first walking outside.

Harry turned to enter his room and was surprised when Malfoy followed him in tentatively. He sat on the bed and motioned for Malfoy to join him.

Silence still claimed them. "That could have been me," Malfoy said breaking it. He looked at Harry. "That could have been me the Dark Lord was summoning."

"But it wasn't," replied Harry.

"But it could have been. If it wasn't for Serverus and you I would have been in the same shoes as him." Malfoy shuttered.

"It wasn't so don't worry about it." Harry wasn't sure why Malfoy was sharing his fears and why he was helping him, but he was.

Malfoy fell back so he was lying on Harry's bed, feet dangling over the end. He threw his arm over his eyes. "I don't want to be in his shoes. Ever."

Harry laid back too, "Then don't."

Silence fell over them again, each boy wrapped up in his own thoughts. Harry wasn't sure how long they lay there. He almost thought Malfoy had fallen asleep until the blonde spoke up again.

"I don't know why Potter, but you're the Boy-Who-Lived. Everyone thinks you're going to save us all. I don't see how that's true after seeing where you've lived your whole life. I don't like you. But for some reason, I can tell you these things. Things that I have never told anyone…"

"Malfoy..I never wanted to be the Boy Who Lived. I-"

"No Potter," he interrupted, "don't say anything. Just…erm, thanks I guess."

"No problem Malfoy."

Then Malfoy did something that startled Harry. He hand grabbed Harry's. Harry had expected Malfoy's body to be cold like his attitude, but his hand was warm. He squeezed it in reassurance and closed his eyes.

After a while he tuned to Malfoy to say something but never got it out because Malfoy's head was turned towards his and his eyes were staring into Harry's eyes. The look was intense and when Malfoy leaned in a little, Harry shivered at Malfoy's stare.

When Malfoy's lips barely touched his, Harry shivered again. The second time they touched, Harry's entire body shook practically. Malfoy's lips were soft and gentle. The kiss was sweet and perfect in Harry's mind. He wanted more.

Without thinking, Harry rolled on top of Malfoy and urged their kiss deeper. Malfoy's mouth opened and his tongue swept across Harry's lower lip. Another shiver went through Harry's body. Then Malfoy's tongue was asking to be let in Harry's mouth and he obliged. When their tongues first touched, Harry thought he was going to melt. He also became aware of the fact that he was being affected by this kiss in other ways, but he could tell Malfoy was too.

The kiss became fiercer and intense. The boy's tongues battled. Harry detached his lips from Malfoy's and moved to his neck. He wasn't sure what he was doing but it seemed right because Malfoy moaned into his ear. Both of the blondes hands found their way to Harry's hair. Harry was trailing kisses down his neck when they heard Snape coughing as he came up the stairs. Both boys jumped and Harry was pushed off Malfoy. The blonde looked at Harry with an unreadable expression and then dashed into his room.

TBC…