Not Enough
Chapter 2 - Into Consideration
By: KaKaVegeGurl
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Welcome to the second chapter!
KaKaVegeGurl's been really lazy lately! So please excuse that, I thought I would do so much more updating after school ended last summer, but I was just too damn depressed, but that should be no reason to torture you with the curiosity for the next chapters of some of my fan fics, I'm so sorry for the wait, hopefully I'll become more motivated in the next few weeks. LOL, but anyway, please take a seat, sit back and relax, it's time for some action, please have cup of yaoi and get comfortable!
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Draco's Thoughts
I could make him happy. All I needed was a chance; if he would give me one; just one chance... I know I didn't deserve one, but like I had thought over at least a million times; I could make it better for him. I could do it. I had been thinking about how to approach this idea, and to confront Harry with my feelings without being attacked before I could even get half of the words out. I had to admit that I was terrified, I had to find a way to get Harry alone, but I knew his friends would not leave him alone with me for one second. They seldom did it an other time any way. My chances were very slim if any chance were there at all. But some how I had to do it, some how I had to tell him. I know that it would make all of the difference to him, I know it would.
Because I could make him happy.
I will make him happy.
"You, dear, are going to fall ill in eight days, you will be very weak." Professor Trelawney said in her usual dreamy voice, not even casting her eyes over as she touched Draco's shoulder in passing, "It will become dangerous for you to discuss things around a boy in Gryffindor." She paused and then smiled softly, acting as if she had realized something, or maybe she did really, "Keep that a secret to your self, if you don't, there will be great consequences."
Draco paled as the room began to whisper around him, he, himself, had been a victim of this Professor's predictions; and they had all been correct, but how could he keep quiet? He had just decided to tell Harry everything.
Draco spoke up finally, after a long pause left for thought, "But, Professor... What shall happen if I do keep the secret?"
Trelawney turned to him once more, "The death of whom you most care for... And you, as well, will become the thing you most fear."
"You know then?" Draco asked as finally everyone in the entire room was paying attention, "Who it is that I care for? You know I love hi-"
"Yes," Trelawney said, interrupting him with a shudder, "But think once more, dear boy. You should not speak of it to that person."
Draco paled even more and frowned, he couldn't help but glare up at her, "But, Professor, I don't want him to die!"
"Him?" Shouted out Seamus Finnegan very loudly from the other side of the room.
The class bursted into talk; just as the bell rang.
Professor Trelawney turned away once more, "It seems your father and he-who-must-not-be-named think most differently."
Draco stood from his seat abruptly and angrily, "Thank you Professor," He said in a hurry as he grabbed his bag roughly from the floor and left the room to dwell.
Draco's Thoughts
Thanks to Professor Trelawney, I now had made up my mind completely, I would make him happy, she'd only made it more clear to me than before, and Harry was not going to die. I couldn't help but be angry at what she had said, how could she just think that I would let Harry die? How could she accuse me of such a murder, however a Malfoy must remain calm in these kinds of situations, I, however, had already broken that rule, I totally lost my cool in that room. And now the entire class knew that there was someone I loved and that that person was a male. I just hope that the news wouldn't spread to the papers and my father would find out, I would surely be dead. There were still regrets egging me around in my head as a took a secret passageway to confront Harry and see what he was talking to his two friends about, I was hoping mainly that it wouldn't be me.
"I wonder if she was talking about his father, Lucius."
Hermione shook her head at Harry and flicked that suggestion away, "No, Draco said he loved this person, he wouldn't say that about his father, he was referring to passionate love, as in a mate."
"No one ever said Malfoy was normal. And besides, you weren't even in the class when it happened, we heard the whole thing while you were taking that Arithmancy test." Ron said out of the corner of his mouth.
"I love Arithmancy," Hermione said boldly.
Harry sniggered at a thought, "Maybe he meant Snape."
Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend, "Well... It was a male... But I don't think it was him either."
"She also said he'd become the thing he most feared."
Ron smiled, "Good."
"A Death Eater?" Hermione suggested.
Harry shrugged and then gasped, "The thing the person he loves, hates the most."
Ron almost choked on his own saliva at the largely confusing thing his friend had just said, "How'd you get that one?"
"Well, it just seems so obvious," Harry began to explain, "This person means a lot to him, so he wouldn't want to disappoint them, right? And he hasn't even told them how he felt. He probably wouldn't tell them because, considering it's a male, he's most likely scared that the person wasn't like that, or thought it was kind of sick, and would snap at him and hate him, he's afraid he'll be-"
"Rejected?"
Harry stopped dead in his tracks and looked ahead.
Draco stood there; face pale and pointed as usual, short silvery blond hair slicked back smoothly and shining in the light comming from the window.
"You're smart, I'll give you that, Potter." He said with his usual sneer and stepped away from the wall, "I didn't think you would catch on so quickly, no one know's what I fear, and you figured that out within a few seconds of thinking it over. But it'll take you much more to figure out who it is that I 'feel' for. I would be surprised if you ever got it. And yes, it's passionate wise, Granger's right, and it's neither of your two first guesses. You're not even close."
Harry frowned, his eyebrows going down, "Who said we were talking about you?"
"I've been listening to you this entire time, Potter, I heard the Snape remark and the lot about my father. And frankly, I'm not like Weasley."
Ron frowned as well and cracked his knuckles, "I'll show you 'not like me'."
Draco smiled and his eyebrows raised in amusement, "Precisely." He smirked and lifted his arm, flicking off Ron, his sneer still on his face, he was looking unusually cocky.
"Malfoy," Harry warned him, putting his hand on Ron's shoulder to stop him from going at Draco, "Don't push your luck."
Hermione nodded and did the same, "Just listen to Harry, Ron. It's not worth it, this is just what he wants you to do."
"Whatever," Ron shoved away from her, "I don't care if it's 'just what he wants'. He's still going to get it if he keeps it up."
"Is that a threat, Weasley?" Draco smirked, egging him on, "Gonna fight?"
Ron pushed forward through Harry, even as the Slytherin backed away a bit, and hit Draco square in the nose as hard as he could, "No... It was a warning."
Harry gasped as Draco fell back a few feet and hit the ground, "Ron, I told you not to!"
Ron shrugged and turned away, but still glaring darkly at the Slytherin sitting on the ground, "And I'm still warning you, Malfoy. You try anything again and I'll pound you."
Draco gasped as Ron began walking away, Hermione slowly following suit. He was stunned to think that the red-head had lost it so quickly.
"Don't," Harry said, watching as Draco wiped the blood that was pouring from his nose away, "Come near me, Malfoy. Or I, myself, will beat you down."
Draco looked up as tears filled his eyes, both from the pain in his nose, and from the harsh words Harry had said. Harry looked once more at him before leaving; following after his two best friends.
Draco's Thoughts
The mark on my wrist hurt more now than it ever had, I could feel a burning sensation filling up my entire arm. And there was only one reason for it... I made Harry hate me more than possible, if it was possible, the glare he gave me told me so; how could I tell him how I felt now? And with Weasley's warning as well... No to try anything... I wouldn't be able to get near Harry without Ronald's trust, and how could I gain that? I was a Malfoy, he'd never trust me... Unless...
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That was a very short chapter, but I wanted to get this out asap, I'm sorry for all of these long ass waits, but here's the next chapter, I hope you all can wait for the next one, I promise that it will be much longer than this one, I'm so sorry. I hope you enjoyed your cup of yaoi. Please review!
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