Draco felt his legs buckle beneath him as he landed in the sitting room of the Malfoy Manor. He fell to the ground, pulling Harry on top of him. Draco looked up at his new pretend boyfriend and immediately became entranced in his green eyes, hovering just inches above his own misty silver orbs. Just then, Narcissa Malfoy strode into the room, clipboard in hand, looking very flustered.
"It's about time you boys showed up! We have lots of…" She trailed off as she saw the sight before her. "Sorry, I'll just be leaving." She started slowly backing up.
"No, mother. Stay." Draco said as Harry climbed off of him and helped him to his feet. "Now, what were you saying?"
"That we have to get Harry unpacked and finish planning the party." Narcissa told her son.
"Well, come on then Harry." Draco said motioning for Harry to follow him.
Draco ran up the stairs, closely followed by Harry. They reached a door and Draco opened it. They walked into the magnificently blue room.
"Woah." Harry said, craning his head to see everything. There was so much stuff that it was impossible to see everything.
"Like it? I redecorated it last year." Draco said proudly.
"This is your room?" Harry asked in awe.
"Yeah," Draco said, smirking at Harry's reaction. "Well, it's now 'ours'."
"Huh?" Harry asked, pulled out of his trance.
"We're sharing a room." Draco said. "So it will be more believable."
"Oh. Well, then where's my bed?" Harry asked, confused.
"We couldn't get one, so you'll be sleeping in my bed." Draco said, somewhat nervously. Harry was so god damn cute when he was confused!
"Where will you be sleeping then?" Harry inquired suspiciously.
"Well…There's no where else that I can sleep…so we'll be sharing a bed." Draco said hurriedly.
"What?" Harry said. "But this is all pretend." Draco said nothing "Right?" Harry asked, someone sternly. Draco couldn't help but look disappointed at that. The kiss had seemed so real.
"If it's pretend, then how do you explain the kiss we just had?" Draco practically shouted.
"A mistake!" Harry shouted back. "Don't tell me you never make mistakes, Malfoy."
"I have." Draco said. "I just didn't think that this kiss was one"He finished in his head.
"See, we made a mistake." Harry said. "But it was good practice. I mean, we're probably going to have to kiss in front of people at the party." He added, seeing Draco's head drop slightly. Does he actually have feelings for me?He wondered.
"Yeah, and probably in front of my mom. She also thinks we're, you know, dating." Draco said.
"Why? Didn't you explain to her?" Harry asked suspiciously. Did he not tell her just that he could kiss me? Draco blushed.
"Well, I uh, um, I tried, but um, she, well, seemed happy for me, and she was so happy, that I 'found someone for me', and I didn't want to, well, make her upset." Draco stammered. Harry nodded in understanding, though he really didn't understand. Why would it upset her? Or did he just say that, meaning that it would upset him?Harry shook the thoughts out of his head.
"Well, when's dinner, I'm starving!" Harry said, blushing as soon as he'd said it, realizing that it was way past dinner time, and that he probably seemed like a pig.
"Didn't those muggles ever feed you?" Draco asked.
"No." Harry admitted.
"Well, then let's go get you some food." Draco started walking out the door.
"Where?" Harry asked.
"The kitchens…where else?" Draco said.
"Oh, right." Harry said, blushing at his stupidity. He so damn cute when he's embarrassed! Draco thought.
Harry followed Draco into the family room, where Narcissa was sitting on the couch reading over a clipboard. (A/N: Right here I imagine her with small square rimmed glasses sitting on the tip of her nose with the chain around her neck like old people. Lol. No? okay, ON WITH THE STORY!)
"Hey, mum." Draco said casually. "Watcha doin'?"
"Calculating prices for the party. Harry, dear, would you prefer chocolate or vanilla cake?" Narcissa said, turning to Harry.
"You don't have to get me a cake!" Harry exclaimed.
'Nonsense!" You are getting a cake." Narcissa insisted.
"Okay. Chocolate." Harry said. Draco nodded and urged Harry forward.
"Come on, Harry. Mum, we're going to the kitchens." Draco explained. "Harry here has an appetite to challenge mine." Draco smirked. Harry blushed and smacked Draco. Narcissa smiled. Draco smacked Harry back and they got into a mock fight.
"You boys and your flirting." Narcissa said, chuckling. Both boys immediately stopped, blushing profusely.
"Go. You look thin Harry." Narcissa said, narrowing her dark grey eyes. "Draco, have the house elves prepare him a meal. He looks like he hasn't eaten in weeks." Draco nodded, realizing that he probably hadn't, living with muggles. He took Harry's hand to lead him to the dining room. Harry sat in the chair Draco pointed at.
"Squinky!" Draco shouted into the air. A loud "crack!" later a small house elf was bowing and saying,
"What can Squinky do for Master Malfoy?"
"Make Harry some dinner." Draco instructed.
"And what would Master Harry like?' Squinky questioned, turning to Harry.
"Er…turkey? With stuffing. And a baked potato. And pudding? Please?" Harry said warily. Squinky bowed and disappeared with another loud "crack!"
"For such a small boy, you certainly have a rather big appetite" Draco smiled.
"I have a big appetite because I'm small. My damn aunt and uncle would punish me by taking away meals. I haven't eaten in three days." Harry explained. Draco furrowed his eyebrow. Harry repeated the motion. Draco laughed. Harry raised his eyebrows.
"What? I laugh easily. I'm not completely heartless you know!" Draco defended.
"I know." Harry said. "I'm just used to you laughing at me after you make a joke about me."
"Well, how's this?" Draco challenged. "Harry Potty, you are one queer dude!"
"That's not a joke, that's true!" Harry laughed. Draco raised his eyebrows. Harry laughed even harder, Draco joining in. They laughed for about three minutes until calming down some. Draco fell silent, staring at nothing in particular.
"What's the matter?" Harry asked.
"Nothing, just thinking." Draco said.
"Thinking about what?" Harry questioned curiously.
"Well, sooner or later, my parents are going to have to see us kissing." Draco said. "Otherwise my mother won't believe that it's real and call the hole thing off."
"Oh." Harry said. They were both silent thinking their own thoughts for a few moments until they heard the "click-clack" of heels coming down the hall.
"Think now is a good time?" Harry asked cautiously. In answer Draco pressed his lips against the raven-haired boy's. The two embraced somewhat passionately. They heard the door open and a thud. They broke apart to see Narcissa trying to pick up a very shocked Lucius Malfoy.
Harry blushed madly and Draco helped his father to stand.
"Hello father." He said after the elder Malfoy was standing, keeping his head down in a sort of bow.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Lucius demanded.
"Well, you see, me and Harry here, well, we're, well, dating." Draco explained cautiously, snaking his arm around Harry's waist. Lucius looked furious, and his voice shook when he spoke.
"When. Did. This. Happen?" He asked through gritted teeth.
"A couple of months before school ended." Draco said. Lucius said nothing. Narcissa mouth something to Harry, but he couldn't understand what was trying to be said. He cocked his head.
I suggest you go to bed now.Narcissa mouthed again. This time Harry got it, and nodded slightly. He turned to Draco.
"Well, I'm going to bed." Harry said. He gave Draco a kiss and left the room under Lucius's death glare. When he got outside he heard Narcissa say,
"I better go with him to make sure he doesn't get lost." She walked out the door, leaving the two male Malfoys to the argument that was sure to come.
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"I will not have my son be gay! Let alone be even friends with Potter!" Lucius yelled.
"Why can't you just accept me for who I am, father?" Draco shouted at his dad.
"Because the Dark Lord won't, and if he won't, I won't!" Lucius hissed.
"So your whole life is base around the Dark Lord!? What if I told you the I don't want to get the Dark Mark! That I despise the Dark Lord!" Draco spat.
"You will do as I say because I am your Father." Lucius demanded.
"I'm seventeen, I can do whatever the hell I want! And I WILL NOT get the Dark Mark!" Draco insisted. Lucius swore. He had forgotten that his son's birthday had been 3 weeks ago.
"You may be able to do as you wish, but if you do not join the Dark Lord, he will hunt you down, and kill you." Lucius threatened.
"Is that a threat?" Draco asked, almost amused.
"No, it is a promise."
Draco stared at his father before turning on his heel and walking out the door, slamming it as he left.
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Harry had just climbed into bed after a shower, when the door to the room that he and Draco were sharing opened, and slammed shut. He looked up to see Draco pacing the room, fuming mad.
"What happened?" Harry asked, climbing back out of bed and walking over to embrace Draco in a hug.
"I told him that I wouldn't get the Dark Mark, and he threatened to kill me." Draco said. He thought back to the argument. He'd left out he part that had hurt him the most…
"Why can't you just accept me for who I am, father?"
"Because the Dark Lord won't, and if he won't, I won't!"
Draco sighed. Harry tightened his hold on Draco, and led him over to the bed. It was a good thing that Draco was wearing muggle basketball shorts, or Harry would have to change Draco.
"There's something else bothering you. I can tell." Harry said. "What is it?" Draco sighed again.
"Well, I asked my father why he couldn't just accept me for who I am, and he said that the Dark Lord wouldn't. And that if the Dark Lord wouldn't, then he wouldn't. He cares more about being loyal to the Dark Lord, than being a good father to his only child." Draco explained, his voice getting higher with each word, his lip quivering, until he was sobbing in Harry's lap.
"Shhhh, it's okay love." Harry soothed, stroking Draco's hair. "You're father is just a sick evil man. He doesn't deserve to have a child like you."
"What do you mean a child like me?" Draco inquired, sitting up.
"Well, you're smart, kind to your friends, and you stand true to the evilness of the Malfoy name toward your enemies. You are a great leader, and very studious. Not to mention beautiful." Harry said. Draco raised his eyebrows at the last sentence, and Harry blushed.
"Don't worry, I know what you meant." Draco smirked. He just said that I'm beautiful. Whether it was meant to comfort me or not, it was sincere, I can see it in his eyes.Harry smiled, and Draco grinned back.
"Come on, let's go to bed. You get a tour of the grounds tomorrow." Draco said, sliding under the covers. Harry slid in beside him. Draco leaned over and kissed him.
"What was that for?" Harry asked.
"Practice. You need it." Draco teased. Harry smacked him.
"Good night, Potter." Draco said.
"Good night, Malfoy." Harry said. Both boys fell asleep almost instantly. Who could blame them? They'd had a very excited day, and another day ahead of them.