Unfavourable Fate
Author: Sleet Fizz :D
Beta: knightmare. The most wonderful BETA reader on earth.
Disclaimer: All the characters and settings belong to J.K.Rowling; if they belonged to me then I would have put Harry and Draco together in the first place anyway.
Warnings: It's slash if you haven't worked it out by now. And beside, if you're reading this then you probably like slash. If you don't then just read it for fun.
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: R, varies from chapter to chapter. Even though you're probably not over 18, you can read it at your own pleasure.
Chapter 3 - Halloween Party
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Thoughts clouded Draco's mind right now; had he felt attracted to Harry or was it one of those weird mood swings people said you get when you were a teenager?
The night air rushed past through the open window. Draco needed to clear his mind tonight; he sneaked out of bed, careful not to wake his Slytherin friends, and dressed in a black shirt and leather pants. Hoping again that no one might catch him sneaking out after curfew; he rushed out the castle through the doors.
Draco looked beyond the castle; there was a vast area of uninhabited land which seemed untainted from pollution. Indecisive of where to go, Draco wandered to the lake in the night; he strolled along the lake path until he reached the spot where he had sat last night. Draco crossed his legs and sat down thinking, looking at the scene in front of him.
/I'm attracted to bloody Potter? This is fucked up, but there's nothing wrong with wanting to have sex with someone./
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Harry was in a state of utter confusion as much as Draco was himself. First the kiss from Blaise, then the "attempted" kiss from Draco; he contemplated the two and figured he might like Draco, but not Blaise. Harry twisted and turned in his bed, trying to sleep but had no luck. Perhaps talking to Draco could clear a few things on his mind.
So Harry sneaked out of bed, threw the blanket to the side and grabbed some warm clothes to put on. He remembered to drape his invisible cloak over his shoulders and checked the Marauder's map for Malfoy's location, but it wasn't there anywhere within the castle. That only left one spot…
/Shit. Where is he? How can he not be at the cast… the lake. He's got to be at the lake where we last met./
Harry smiled to himself and grabbed his wand. Again he sneaked out of the Common Room and into the dark passages once again, he looked on the Marauder's Map, but no one was out on patrol except for Ron and Hermione. He knew well that if they caught him, they'd just tell him to get back to bed instead of giving him a detention.
Harry ran down the stairs and into the Great Hall, scanning around to see if anyone was there. He ran out the door and into the open pastures, looking at the lake; it was the spot on the shore where he'd met Malfoy only the night before.
Harry ran down the stream until he was a figure, standing a few metres behind Draco, staring at him and waiting for a reaction, but he didn't get one. Harry coughed to make his presence known.
"Who's there?" Draco turned around and searched the area.
"Umm, it's me, Harry."
"Potter? What are you doing here? And why are you always following me; someone could say you are a stalker."
"I am not, I just wanted to … have some air?" Harry lied, not wanting Malfoy to know his true intentions. It just wouldn't work if Draco knew his purpose of being out here, he'd most likely do the opposite thing to make Harry's life a living hell.
"Air, then why did you come here and get "some air", why not further down the lake, but here?"
"Don't know. I saw you and wanted some company. Can I sit down?" Harry moved forward, like last time, towards Draco.
"Fine, whatever, this isn't my lake so do what you like. I don't care anyway." The Slytherin tried not to sound too harsh in fear that Harry might go off elsewhere. He continued to look into the lake and think.
/Why does it have to be you, Potter; of all the guys it's YOU/
"Why are you here this time?"
"Why are YOU here?"
"If I tell you will you tell me," negotiated Harry, hoping to get to know Draco more and see past his hostility.
"I don't think so. Umm.. thanks again for saving me, however you did that." Not even a smile spread across the boy's face but Harry was satisfied and blushed again, but the blush not visible in the dark.
"No problem, does that mean we're kind of … friends?"
"No, of course not, not even in a million years (how cliché). Like I said, I still hate you."
Draco stood up now and stretched; if it weren't for his self-control he would be on Harry smothering kisses on that boy, who would either share the passion, or struggle free. He didn't know how Potter would react, so he decided against the act.
"Why do you hate me so much?" Potter's voice sounded a tad angry.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Just let things be will you; I hate you because I want to. And why would you care if I hate you or not?"
"Because I … dunno. Fine, I won't ask," and those were the final words for the night.
Draco liked the company of Harry; it was nice to be with someone different for a change, but the night passed as quickly as before. When people say time flies when you're having fun it really does.
"Sun's rising. Got to get back to classes," Potter broke the silence and stood up, stretching and he started to walk back to the castle, stopping momentarily when he heard Draco call out.
"I'm not going to be here tomorrow so don't bother looking for me here," Draco spat, his gaze now locked with Harry's.
"What makes you think I was going to come back here?"
"Shut up, Potter, I don't need your smart-ass questions right now. Just go if you want to make it back in time for breakfast and class."
"Are you coming back?"
"No, not with you, if that's what you're asking."
Harry wasn't happy with the unfriendliness, but what could he expect from Malfoy? After hiking all the way back up to Hogwarts, he entered the Great Hall.
A few minutes later Draco followed suit, getting back to the castle. He walked up the hill and into the doors. Not feeling too hungry, he went to get his books, this being the second time he hadn't slept and it was taking a toll on him. Draco walked passed the four tables filled with students and to the Slytherin Common Room. There weren't a lot of students since the majority had gone to breakfast, allowing Draco a bit of privacy.
"Draco, you're back! Where were you last night?" Blaise greeted Draco seductively, as always, when he saw the boy enter the dorm. "I missed you." It had only been a night, how could somebody miss someone when they were only gone a few hours?
"Blaise, I was only gone for ONE night. Now I have to get my things ready for class."
Blaise Zabini grabbed Draco's hand and teased with kisses and licks on the pale skin; he trailed his tongue up the arm, and then kissed Draco, who returned the passion, causing Draco to lose himself and track of time.
"Later, I have to get to class!" his voice sounded angrier now, and with that, Blaise left the dormitory for breakfast.
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"Hi Ron, Hermione," Harry greeted them in the Common Room.
"Hurry up, Harry, we have Divinations." Ron hurried to Harry, stuffing a textbook into his bag.
"I don't know why you two idiots continue on with that stupid class. It's all a hoax!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Sorry, Hermione. We've got to go," Ron said to Hermione then pecked a kiss on her cheek, "see you later."
"Wait, I need to brush my teeth and stuff, can you pack my bag for me?" Harry ran to the boy's bathroom and quickly brushed his teeth, then washed his face before putting on his uniform and robes.
Both boys now hurried to class, knowing well they would be late. All the other students were inside, so Harry and Ron rushed in as well. They weren't late. The class commenced with the usual eeriness of Professor Trelawney.
"Welcome students. Today I will be conducting the millennium old tradition Tarot Card reading. Muggles and wizards and witches of all kinds have used this form of prophecy. However with their knowledge, they cannot gain as much insight into fortune telling as we can," the Professor began to lecture. "Now I need a volunteer, oh Harry, was that your hand up? Well, come on down."
The voice woke the boy, who lacked sleep; his head shot up and he quickly answered random words, "Huh? Umm ye….ss, Professor?"
"Come on down, and shuffle these cards, then I'll begin reading them."
The other students gazed at the boy, waiting in suspense on the outcome of the card reading. Harry walked down to the Trelawney and sat on the chair. Grabbing the deck of cards, he began to shuffle it, and then he handed it back.
Professor Trelawney slowly laid out the cards on the respective layout.
"Oh, my boy, the cards sense you are in a confused state. These cards say you'll find a companion soon, but with complications; these cards are similar to that, predicting you'll find a second lover, and the third pile suggests the ending is one a happy one for one of your lovers. Ok, students pair up and start practising Tarot reading; open your books to page 57 for reference to predictions."
The students started talking loudly. Tarot reading was indeed fairly accurate in the magic world. Harry moved back to Ron's table breathing easier.
"Oh good, you're finally going to get a girlfriend. Ginny has been bugging me to help you get one. But I keep telling her you don't need my help, and besides you seem fine without a girl."
"Yeah, I suppose, but it is nice to be with someone who can keep me company when you two guys are gone," said Harry, looking at his friend, who was shifting in his seat somewhat. "Never mind, let me do your Tarot reading now." And the two boy's completed the task. However Harry, being half wizard and a young man with not much experience, meant that the reading he did wasn't too accurate with the interpretation of the reading, but according to the books, the layout of Ron's cards suggested that he is happy and will be happy.
The end of the lesson came quickly, and the students rushed out of class whispering murmurs about their predictions of luck and misfortune.
"A lover, hey, Harry? Stupid, if you ask me, but if it is true, who do you think it'll be?"
"Uh, no one, I'm not really interested in anyone. None of the girls have caught my eye just YET, so I'll have to wait till one can blow me away," Harry lied convincingly, making Ron agree.
"I suppose you're right, but I still think you should be on the look out for someone, can't wait for them to come to you. The guy has to approach the girl, you know. I think you're awfully lonely with Hermione and me not being with you as much as we used to be," said Ron sympathetically.
Harry and Ron walked out of class and turned the corner to meet Hermione from Rune Studies.
"I'm fine by myself, you two just enjoy yourself. I think you both make a lovely couple." Harry smiled, continuing the conversation. But he didn't feel fine, he was lonely, and that loneliness was going to disappear very soon, not that he knew.
/Maybe Draco's the lover my reading was about. But what am I thinking, if I was with him the war would be in total chaos./
The year continued on. Harry did all his assigned homework, revised for class tests and did some extra credit work that Hermione advised him to do; she wanted him to be trained this final year and be ready for the open world the next year.
The month of September had gone by, and it was now the last week of October, which only meant one special event and that was Halloween.
"Listen up, Gryffindors," declared Hermione in the Gryffindor Common Room, where the seven years sat, "Dumbledore has planned a Halloween Ball/Party this year for the seventh years. The celebration is full of fun, balloons, food, partying and alcohol. It is a sort of ball, so you should come with a partner dressed in partying clothes. There's no Professor supervision, so we can do what we like."
Harry looked at her. This could not be happening; he didn't want to go. The only reason was because he had no one to go with. Everyone around him seemed happy about it.
"All right, so get ready everyone, it's this Thursday night and today's only Monday, so you all have plenty of time to get ready." Then Hermione walked over to Harry. Knowing all too well why Harry didn't look very happy, she still asked him, "What's wrong Harry? Not happy about Halloween this year?"
"You know why I don't want to go. Who the hell am I supposed to go with?" asked Harry.
"Tsk, Harry, don't worry so much. You don't have to have partner. Just come and have fun," she said pulling Harry's arm, urging him to go.
"Nah, not this year."
"But Harry, please." It was a desperate plea but Harry's answer was final. He walked up to his dorm and unpacked his bag; ready to do the homework load he had today.
Just then Ron entered the dorm, not looking put out. He walked over to Harry and stood by his side.
"You're not going? Why don't you ask some girls out? I'm sure they're more than willingly to go with you."
"Nope, can't be bothered. It'll still be fun without me."
"But Harry, it won't be fun with out you. It'll be dead boring," pleaded Ron, snatching the quill away from Harry's hand. Harry looked up at his friend and was rather annoyed.
"No, give me the quill back," he said slowly.
"Not if you don't come," pestered Ron, "just come, and Hermione and I will leave you alone."
"No!"
"Yes. Please!"
"No, go away."
"Look, Harry, we're gonna be on your back until Thursday, so you might was well just go."
"FINE. Bloody hell. I'll go, are you happy? Now give me back the quill!" Harry snatched it back and continued writing his essay.
"Thanks Harry," said Ron, who was now walking down to the Common Room.
Harry didn't like this. Who could he go with? Maybe Blaise, but he wasn't sure he wanted to make his sexuality public yet.
/Fucken, I don't give a crap about this Halloween Party. I'll just go alone. Might be fun./
The boy finished up on his homework and went to bed early.
Meanwhile….
"Oh, Draco, a party. Isn't that cool?" asked Pansy. Draco looked unimpressed, folding his arms again.
"No, it isn't. I don't have a date for the party. Unless maybe …." A grin spread over his face and he looked deep into Pansy's eyes.
"I don't think so, Draco. You know I'd love to go with you, but I'm with someone else right now. Theodore… so yeah," said Pansy.
"Fine, fine, nevermind. I'll just go by myself and get drunk through the night, nothing special."
Draco unfolded his arms and walked over to Blaise from across the room.
"Hey, aren't you excited about the Halloween ball?" asked Blaise.
"If you're asking if I'll go out with you then no. I don't think I'm ready to publicise my sexuality. Maybe after I graduate but not now." Blaise let out a laugh.
"Of course. I wasn't going to ask you out, anyway. I think going alone would be fun. There will be alcohol, no doubt."
"Yeah. The only good thing. But anyway, I'm tired. I'm gonna go to bed." And with that, Draco went to his dormitory to sleep.
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Thursday came like a flash, and the Halloween party among the seven years was most talked about topic. Draco went to his usual class that day. Herbology with Ravenclaw. He tried to look as interested as possible at whatever Professor Sprout was blabbing on about. Tomorrow was the party and he hadn't asked a girl out, not that he wanted to, anyway. Eventually class ended, and he went off to his dorm for a break before going to dinner.
The sun was about to set by the time dinner was served. Draco couldn't stand the talking. He just didn't want to be here. He needed to be by himself, away from people discussing the stupid ball. Draco pushed his dish aside and left the Slytherin table, wandering out into the dark hills again.
Again he went towards the lake, going down the hill, and up to the spot where he usually sat. He brought his knees and thought.
At that time…
"Harry, let's pick out a suit for you tonight," suggested Hermione.
"Can I help?" Ginny popped her head between Harry and Hermione and smiled.
"No. I'm busy tonight," said Harry
"Busy with what, Harry?"
"Homework, what else?"
"Harry, there's no class tomorrow, so you don't have to do your homework," said Hermione.
"Tsk, no homework. But I don't need to pick out a suit with your help."
"Yes, you do," said Ginny, dragging him away from the table and heading towards the shifting staircase.
Harry didn't know what to do, so he let them drag him to the Common Room. Hermione got out her wand and started casting spells and out popped these garments.
"I think he looks nice in green, to bring out the eyes. And a touch of black would be lovely!" suggested Ginny, walking around Harry and observing his figure. "We need some clothes that will show off his body."
"Great suggestion, Ginny." Hermione swished her wand and a silk green shirt appeared. It was big enough to fit Harry, but not too loose and not too tight. And a belt accompanied the long black pants.
"No way am I getting into THAT!."
"Harry, come on. You have to get ready for tomorrow."
"Not now, I just don't feel like it." Harry started walking backwards away from the girls and then made a mad dash out the portrait. He ran as fast as he could away from girls as they chased after him. He was about to turn when a voice shouted out.
"Fine, tomorrow then, Harry."
Harry didn't know whether to be relived or scared. Sooner or later those girls would chase him down. He walked back to the Great Hall and saw that there were still a lot of students eating. He wanted to be alone, or with someone so he could talk to.
/Maybe Dra.. no, Malfoy, is going to go out to the lake tonight. I'll just go there and wait for him. If he doesn't come, then who cares/
Harry finally decided to get out away from the castle and the students. He walked down the usual path to the lake. He continued walking until he got to the spot on the lake. He couldn't believe it. Draco was already there. It was like whenever he wanted to go there, Draco was already there before him. He sneaked up slowly towards the boy.
Draco heard very faint footsteps and turned his head back to look.
"It's you? You don't have to sneak around like that," said Draco.
"Umm hi, I thought you might be here."
"Yes, so I guess you want to sit down and gaze into the lake like always?"
"Nah, just want to get away from the people. They keep talking about the Halloween party."
"The Halloween party? I see."
Harry sat beside Draco, crossing his legs.
"So, are you going with anyone?" asked Harry.
"Nope. I'm going by myself."
"Oh, but I would have thought I guy like you could get any girl."
"Was that a compliment Potter? You still haven't forgotten we're meant to be enemies," said Draco, smiling back at Harry.
"Enemies, but you're the one smiling. And besides I'm not going out with anyone either." Harry bit his cheek to hide his smile, not daring to let Draco see it.
/Perhaps he is gay after all. Maybe he doesn't want to go out with girls./
"Yes, that's great to know, Potter." Draco went back to thinking again; thinking about what he should wear tomorrow. A guy like him was known for his fashion sense. He had money, that much was true, but he wasn't allowed the money until he was 18 years old. He'd just have to wait.
The two boys again sat at the lake, thinking, until the sun rose again.
"I guess I should stay. There's no class today," said Harry breaking the silence once again.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"I don't know, maybe I could conjure some food," suggested Harry. Draco gave him a shrug.
"So I presume we're not going back there for breakfast. But sooner or later we'd have to go back for the party. It might be fun." Harry got out his wand and cast a spell. A basket appeared and Harry reached into, grabbing some toast, and some bacon & eggs. He put it on a plate and handed it to Draco, who took it. The Slytherin began eating the food. It was weird eating out here in the open with someone you hated and liked at the same time.
"A thanks would be nice…" said Harry.
"You, a thank you… fine, I won't eat it, you can take it back." And Draco stopped eating and offered his plate to Harry.
"No, no. You can eat it. No need to say thanks," said Harry.
"That's better. I always get my way," and Draco continued eating his cereal.
It was midday now and the boys were just delaying the inevitable. Harry got up and stretched like he used to.
"I'm going now. Need to get ready for the party." And he left Draco there, walking back to the castle and to the Gryffindor Common Room. Draco too went back to the Slytherin common place a minute after Harry went. Harry entered the Great Hall on the way. It was amazing; there were banners of dark dead trees, and jack-a-lanterns everywhere, and an occasional witch brooms but not the Quidditch ones. Not wanting to waste more time, Harry rushed to his common room.
"Harry! Where have you been? We didn't see you last night. I was worried," shouted Hermione, rushing to Harry when he came in.
"I've been out and about." Harry looked around. Students were everywhere, moving around wearing spectacular clothing.
"Well anyway, you'd better try on your outfit, the party's going to start soon." Ron then walked to Hermione. "Hi Ron, why don't you take Harry up stairs to change."
"Sure thing, come on mate, let's go," said Ron and he headed to the boy's dormitory. Harry followed him in and went to bed first without taking his clothes off.
"Need to sleep, wake me an hour before the party will you," said Harry drowsily, pulling the blanket over him and falling sound asleep. Ron was surprise by Harry's actions. He let his friend sleep; having known Harry was gone last night. Ron walked back down to Hermione and got ready for the party.
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The school had just had dinner and it was an hour before the party. All the students attended the feast except for the seventh years. Ron went up to his dorm and woke Harry up.
"Harry, wake up. Time to get ready, you've been sleeping all day," said Ron, shaking Harry. The boy woke up and rubbed his eyes. He got up and out of bed standing still, for a while just to wake himself up.
"What time is it?" asked Harry.
"About 8 o'clock, an hour before curfew. You should get ready." Harry's eyes shot open, it was 8 o'clock already? If he didn't get ready, he'd be late.
Harry grabbed his green silk shirt, black pants, a change of underwear, and a towel, and rushed into the boy's bathroom. He put the articles of clothing on the rack and stripped down. He went into the shower compartment and turned on the hot water. He thoroughly cleaned himself and shampooing his hair. After a final douse he went out, and dried himself.
The towel was wrapped around Harry's lower body as he brushed his teeth and washed his face. He then got his clothes and put them on slowly so as not to crease them. It didn't matter that he didn't have a date, he still needed to look good.
He put the green silk shirt on, it wasn't tight but it showed his physique off somewhat. He decided to leave three of the top buttons undone. Then he walked out to the Common Room where all the seven years were gathered. Hermione stared at him in astonishment
"Wow, you look great, Harry. The shirt totally bring out your eyes," said Hermione.
"Come on guys, we're a bit late for the party," said Dean, who was holding Lavender's hand. "Let's go already."
"Yeah, lets go!" said Seamus. And then they started to walk out. Everyone followed them and finally Ron, Hermione, and Harry were left behind.
"Come on Harry, let's go," said Ron, turning around and walking out with Hermione.
Harry just let out a long breath and reluctantly walked behind them, feeling lonely. They all reached the Great Hall.
It was cool. The room was enchanted to look different.
The enchanted ceiling was full of stars. The room was filled only with candle-lit jack-a-lantern, giving the place a spooky effect. The four tables were gone and instead there was a table at one end of the room with food, drinks and candy. But in the middle was a dance floor, and there were stages up the top. It couldn't be a complete night club without a stage, the stage having a Halloween touch to it. There was techno-music, something the witches and wizards weren't use to. Ron and Hermione walked over to the dance floor and started dancing to the beat. There were heaps of people, heaps of light, and a lot of alcohol.
Harry didn't know where to go first. He was a hunk, and no one wanted him. Instead, Harry walked over to the table of food and alcohol. There were a few seventh years, but none as attractive as Harry. Harry grabbed a glass of fairevodka and sat down on a chair, slowing sipping the alcohol. It tasted similar to vodka, of course, but it was sweeter. Harry brought the cup to his lips and gulped the liquid down. It burnt his throat making him cough. Ten minutes passed, and he saw people coming to the table. He saw Draco once, noticing that he looked dazzling and sexy in his outfit. Harry didn't make eye contact with him as he left of close by. Strangely enough, Draco came back for two more drinks. And then he saw Draco come back again for another two more drinks, only this time he was slightly off balance.
But then a girl approached Harry.
"Hi there, handsome one," said a seventh year, perhaps from Ravenclaw. Her name was Veronica Ahn, and she was intelligent and somewhat pretty. She stood beside Harry's chair and drank her alcohol, firewhiskey. Veronica then smiled at Harry.
"Would you like to dance?" She sounded a bit drunk, looked a bit drunk too.
"Ah, no, sorry. I don't feel like dancing, and I can't dance anyway," said Harry, trying to look away.
"But honey, you don't need to know how to dance," and Veronica sat on Harry's lap.
A moment before that…
Draco Malfoy walked into the Great Hall with Blaise.
"Draco, wow, you look even better now compared to all the other guys here," complimented Blaise. Draco did look good. He wore back trousers as usual, and a cobalt blue long sleeve shirt. The three buttons were undone, like Harry's, showing off his chest.
"This is boring. Lets get a drink," suggested the blond.
"I feel like some dancing, I'll catch up with you later," said Blaise. And Draco knew he would not see his friend again until tomorrow. Even though he was alone, it didn't change his mind about a drink. He walked to the table and sighted Harry.
/Oh Merlin. He looks mighty fine. He has good taste, that shirt brings out his eyes, and his chest looks so delicious. But no, mustn't get carried away./
Draco stopped looking at Harry and went to grab a drink. He saw the fairevodka, took a cup and walked off close by to where Harry was. He just couldn't keep his eyes off Harry. He drank his vodka quickly. It was unsatisfying so he went to get two more glasses. He stood there in the corner leaning against the wall and drinking. Draco's head felt dizzy now and drunkenness was starting to take over. Nevertheless, he finished his two drinks, and went back to the table to get two more. He slowly walked back to his spot, listening to the techno-music (sun shining down on me) and started drinking his liquor and watching Harry.
Veronica looked at Harry seductively, showing her legs since she was only wearing a mini-skirt. She licked his ear making him shiver urhhhhh…hhh, yuck! Harry stood straight up, causing Veronica to drop her drink and fall on her ass. The firewhiskey spilled onto Harry's shirt and onto his bare chest.
"Sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to… it's just what you did was.. unexpected," apologised Harry who was wiping the alcohol off his shirt, well trying to, anyway.
"Don't be stupid, bastard, if you don't appreciate a sexy girl like me than you're fucked up!" shouted Veronica, and she stomped off.
/Man, what a feisty bitch! Get my shirt ruined. And so what if I'm fucked up? I like guys, stupid bitch./
Harry got off his chair and looked down at his shirt, wiping it hastily. He kept walking until BUMP.
"Fuck man, twice today. Sorry about that," apologised Harry as he looked up. It was Draco.
"Huh… yeah, twice today? Hi Har…ryyy," said a drunk Draco.
"Uh, yeah, Hi Dra..co," replied Harry. He stood next to the sexy blond, giving up on his shirt. It smelled strongly of alcohol. "Are you having fun?"
"Noooo, not until aaaiiie get on the dance floor with someone….," Draco smiled at Harry, "maybe you want to dance?"
"I don't think so Draco, you're a bit drunk right now, and I think you should sit down." Harry grabbed Draco, who stumbled forward.
"Whaaaa… youuu don want to dancee wid me? Fine, fine, how 'boutt a drink?" Draco smiled and stood up. He began sniffing Harry. "You smell great Harry, what's your perfume?" The blond boy was now holding Harry's arm, with his head against Harry's bare chest, smelling it. Harry froze.
"It's not perfume, it's alcohol," said Harry, enjoying the feel of Draco on him.
"Bu…a I like it," and the Slytherin began licking Harry's chest, "you taste niccce."
Harry liked it too, but knew this was not right, taking advantage of people was wrong. He pulled Draco away and shook him. "Draco, you're drunk! Stop it!"
Draco woke up a bit. "Oh fuck! My head hurts." He bent down and massaged his head. "Who are you?"
"Harry."
"Potter? Why am I with you? Can you get me some help?" Harry left Draco and went to look for Blaise. He moved around the crowded dance floor looking for Blaise, smiling at his Gryffindor friends.
"Blaise, Blaise," shouted Harry over the music, finally getting the boy's attention. Blaise approached Harry, still dancing.
"What is it?"
"Draco, he needs help over there. Too much alcohol, I think."
Leaving Blaise behind to deal with Draco, Harry walked out of the congregation. The party was boring, literally boring, even writing it was boring (:D). He decided he'd had enough of one night and went off to his dorm. Candles lit the passageways. He whispered the password and went to the Common Room. The fire still burned brightly. Harry sat in the armchair and looked at his clock; it read 1:00 am. He was tired, and only a few people left the party. He sat looking at the fire and went to bed, ready for school the next day.
TBC…
Author's Note: Please review, it took ages to write. It there aren't a lot of reviews then it makes me lazy to update… I had to rewrite this chapter to make it longer and better all because I wanted to please the readers. Please give credit to knightmare who has kindly edited all of my fanfiction chapters. Review! Nearly my 15th birthday (29th sept.) One more thing, for all the girls out there, "Why do girls like slash?" please review and answer that question.
Review replies for chapter 2, thanks to everyone who has taken their time to review but I need 100!
fallen-angel-of-repression – I believe making Draco moan out Harry's name while having sex with Blaise is disastrous! I have my reasons for what Draco did. Thanks for the review :D
BabeGia103 – Sex, well I try to avoid writing those scenes unless absolutely necessary and as evident in the story, it tells you that Draco has this thing for Harry. But don't worry, this is meant to be a love story, the sex scenes just help explain parts of the story. Thanks for reviewing.
Poison Remedy-Sinful Angel – I didn't think my story would be this good, well actually I did, I planned out everything and it took a lot of time and effort. Perhaps in your next review you could explain the quotes you wrote?
checkmarks – Fear not checkmarks, the story is predominately Draco and Harry ( no threesome because I don't like it). A bit smutty hey? It'll get angsty and emotional later on in the 6 or 7th chapter I believe. Thanks for reviewing.
otaku22 – Yes, the 6th book, I have finished reading it and did not like the stupid paring of Harry and Ginny together but nevertheless the book is very good and perhaps by 2nd most fav. I don't like writing lemon cause I'm only 14 but thanks for the comment, my friends think I write hopeless sex.
Jamie Kay – Perhaps the most dazzling and mind boggling review, what is colio? Maybe you can tell me what it means on the next review?
AloraBraken – You're a really funny person! I've read the 6th book now, what are your views on it(esp. Harry and Ginny , eewww).
0mrsprongs0 – Your review is so nice and kind, I had no idea I have a talent for writing lemon at the age of 14. There will be Draco and Harry in the up coming chapters. Thanks
SuPeRfReAk111 – You like the story, perhaps saying you "love" the story in your next review will make me update faster? Thanks for the review.
kozie – Thanks for pointing that out about apparating, only a little minor mistake, PLEASE FORGIVE ME (tear drop running down). Thank you for the review, I really appreciate it, please review next chapter as well.
Elektra107 – Your anticipation is killing me, it makes me want to post my chapters all up (I have written 8 chapters and still going). Thanks for the kind review!