Chapter 2: The God was Hit by His Own Arrow

            Draco then prepared for his father's request. In the garden of Lucius, there were two fountains, one of sweet waters, the other of bitter. Draco filled two vials, one from each fountain, and placed them on top of his quiver. Then he went out to play with the other gods while waiting for the darkness of the night.

            Then it came, Draco flew to the chamber of Harry, whom he found asleep. He shed a few drops from the bitter fountain over his lips, though the sight of him almost moved him to pity; then touched his side with the point of his arrow. At the touch, Harry awoke, and opened his eyes.

            Draco saw the most beautiful emerald eyes ever. It confused him and he accidentally wounded himself with his own arrow. Not minding his own wound, Draco's thought now was to repair the mischief he had done, and he poured the vial of sweetness all over Harry. Then, he fled.

            When Draco arrived at where his father was, he sat on one of the soft and heavenly couches and sighed.

            "So, Draco, how did it go?" Lucius asked eagerly.

            "It was fine," Draco replied blankly.

            "Are you sure?"

            "Of course, father, I'm sure."

            "So, everyone will remember me again! I think we should celebrate. Come, my son, let us go to Hogwarts and have a feast with the other gods."

            "No, I still have other things to attend to," Draco refused.

            "Very well then, if you insist. Adios!" and with that Lucius went on his way to Hogwarts.

~*~*~

            "Madam Pomfrey, I had the most beautiful dream last night," Harry told his nanny the next day as she was helping him get dressed.

            "Really? Do tell."

            "Well, last night, I opened my eyes and there I saw the most beautiful creature I ever laid my eyes on. I am not sure though if its only a dream or it is real."

            "Maybe that's a goddess and she chose you to be her mate."

            "But he's no goddess, he's a man."

            "A god then."

            "But Madam Pomfrey, you think a man can mate with another man?"

            "If it's a god then I don't see why not."

            "Oh," Harry's only reply as his mind returned to that beautiful man he saw last night.

~*~*~

            "Draco, the god of love who's always cheerful, are you really?" Sirius exclaimed.

            "Really what?" Draco asked irritably.

            "Really sad? Oh that's a newflash! Wait till I tell Hedwig and for sure this news will be known in Hogwarts, Little Hangleton and Little Surrey in no time!"

            "Argh, stop that will you!"

            "Why Draco? Alright, enough playing now, so tell me, what's wrong?"

            "Well, last night, I've seen the most beautiful man on this planet. He's even more beautiful than my father and myself."

            "Who can be more beautiful than the god of beauty himself eh?" Sirius asked imitating the vain acts of Lucius.

            "Well, this young man."

            "Err, okay, so what do you want to do now?"

            "Why, are you going to help me?"

            "Yeah, sure."

            "Are you sure Sirius? After that thing I did to you and a certain water nymph?" Draco smirked.

            "What thing?"

            "Really Sirius, don't pretend like you don't know."

            "Hmm, that's just one of my ladies, err, blokes. You know me, really handsome."

            Draco rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, how are you going to help me?"

            "I don't know… Music? Medicine? Or a prophecy perhaps."

            "How about music and a prophecy."

            "Alright, what am I supposed to do then?"

~*~*~

            Years passed, Ron was now getting married.

            "See Harry, I told you, I'll get married before you."

            "Stop that! I still haven't found the one for me. I mean, everybody admires me all right, but they don't want to be with me," Harry said sadly.

            "Hey, cheer up now. Someone out there is just waiting for a chance to get near you. So all you have to do is wait, alright?"

            "Yeah, right."

~*~*~

            Years after that, Harry still haven't found someone who would marry him. It is true that people still admire him. They still give him gifts and praises but they do not want to be with him. So King James and Queen Lily decided to consult the Oracle of Sirius. And this is what the Oracle said, "Your son is destined to be a husband of no mortal lover. His future lover awaits him on top of the mountain. This future lover is a monster whom neither gods nor men can resist."

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            "Damn Sirius! I am no monster!" Draco yelled.

            Sirius smiled innocently, "What? What did I do?"

            "You told Harry that he is destined to be a husband of a monster!"

            "Are you sure you are no monster Draco?"

            "Yes, positive."

            "Really eh? You are a little mischievous, marauding monster Draco dear. Playing with people's heart and all that. Don't complain now or I'll take back my prophecy."

            "Fine!" Draco growled at Sirius and left.

            "At least I told them that neither gods nor men can resist you, you ungrateful git," Sirius said.

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            "We will not send him there!" King James yelled furiously.

            "But James, we can't do anything, the Oracle said he is destined to be there," Queen Lily tried to explain.

            "The Oracle was mistaken!"

            "No James, I think we need to accept this. Our son's beauty must have offended the gods."

            "But the gods were the ones who gifted him with such beauty!"

            "James, please, maybe something is planned by the gods for our son. Maybe something great is bound to happen to him by the side of the future lover of him."

            "But Lily…"

            "We will ask our son, James, and we will do whatever he wants."

~*~*~

            "Yes mother, I will go to the mountain," Harry whispered sadly.

            "Are you sure?"

            "Yes, mother, if that's what the gods want then let it be."

TBC…

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