Authors Note: Thankyou for those who reviewed! Anywhere here is Chapter 2. Not what I originally planned but this story has taken a life on its own, so it will be probably be a bit longer than 4 chapters!
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Chapter 2: The Plan
Draco smiled to himself as he woke up the next morning. Last night had gone better than he had expected – not as many as insults, threats of negative anything really as he thought. It made him think that there was something that the ex-Gryffindor was hiding. Maybe he really is gay?
Draco's heart clenched at that thought. He really hoped that Potter was a closet-case, cause the blonde didn't relish the thought of dropping his life in Australia and coming back to only have his plains ruined by Potter being completely straight.
His life in Australia had been, to put it simply, as close to perfect as possible. No-one knew him as a Malfoy, or a son of a Death Eater. All they saw was a gorgeous, tall, blonde and British guy, who had moved to the outback country to finish his education. Throughout his time there he came to, surprisingly, appreciate and even befriend a few muggles, make true friends, and came to be content with his then partner – Brad.
Draco had just about to completely settle down in Australia until he had received a letter from Pansy around 7 months ago…
*Flashback*
Draco lay back down on his towel with a smile on his face. It was one of his mates birthday and they had booked this private section of the beach for the weekend, in order to enjoy themselves fully, away from all the muggles.
It was their second day here on the beach and they had spent the whole day swimming, playing beach volleyball (which Draco was surprisingly good at) and of course a mini-game of Quidditch. The day was nearly over and the whole group, 6 wizards and 4 witches, were all lying down on their own towels watching the sunset with their own partner.
Draco turned his head to the right and saw his boyfriend of two years next to him, Brad. Brad was a very good-looking bloke, he was around 6 feet tall, had a nicely toned with a six-pack, which just made him look even hotter with his nicely tanned skin, shoulder-length sandy hair and hazel eyes.
"What a day. I don't think I've had as much fun since your 21st, Dray." Brad teased with a laugh.
Draco smirked at the memory. They just had a huge house party at Brad's place, inviting everyone and anyone they knew. It started off like any other party before getting slightly out-of-control with many people being drunk, causing them to skinny-dip in the lap pool, everyone having sex with one or more people, in the pool, on the grass, bedrooms and even on the bonnet of car. It was a great night and even a month later, people were still talking about it.
"That's only because you made a nuisance out-of-yourself."
"A drunk, naked nuisance, but you enjoyed every second of it." Brad said.
"Oh, definitely." Said Draco, before he leaned over and started to kiss him. They were only kissing for a few minutes when they brook apart with an 'oomph' when Draco felt the volleyball hit his chest.
"Oh, get a bedroom use two." Teased Sabrina, a tall, curvy brunette.
"You're just jealous you can never have this," Draco said while running his hand suggestively down his body.
Sabrina just rolled her eyes at him. "Come on, up and at it. Time for the barbeque."
It was Draco's turn to roll his eyes. Ever since he moved to Australia he noticed that for nearly every occasion a barbeque was involved, whether it'll be at someone's house, park or at a resort like this. He still couldn't understand the Aussie's love and passioin for BBQ.
He got up, brushed the sand of him, before turning around and helping Brad to his feet. The whole group then walked the short trip back to the resort.
Draco was lost in his own musings and therefore was startled when something heavy landed on his shoulder. He looked to his left to find a very exhausted, but elegant dark brown, owl with a large envelope tied to its leg. Draco instantly recognized as Pansy's owl, and wonder why she wrote to him instead of fire-calling like usual.
"Hey, Artemis. You look tired, here let me take the letter of you and then you can go ahead and help yourself to some owl treats and water. How does that sound?" Draco got a tired hoot in reply, feeling sorry for the owl, he retrieved the letter. The brown owl flew off his shoulder up to Draco's room.
"Who's that from, Dray?" Brad asked.
"Pansy. Though I have no idea why she wrote to me instead of just fire-calling. Hmm. I'm gonna be over there," Draco pointed to the bench near the pool, "and read why she put the owl through a couple weeks flight. I'll be back in time for the BBQ."
"Sure." Brad said and gave the blonde a parting kiss on the cheek before continuing with the group.
Draco sat down and opened the envelope. Out fell a letter and a couple of news clippings, leaving those for last he read the letter.
Hey Draco,
So you're probably wondering why I wrote to you instead of fire-calling? But that's easy to explain. YOU'RE NEVER HOME WHEN I DO!
Anyway, I thought you should know what news is currently gripping the British Wizarding World. And Draco, I'm sorry. Just know, if you decide to do anything about it that both Blaise and I will help you. We both miss you terribly and wish you will return, even for a visit. I know how much you like it there.
Blaise says hi.
Love,
Pansy
Draco face paled slightly, he had no idea what his friend was on about but he couldn't explain why he's heart gripped in fear and his hands started shaking. Taking a deep breath, he picked up the first news clipping and his eyes went wide.
BOY-WHO-LIVED ENGAGED TO WEASLEY!
Harry Potter has announced to the public today, that he is to be getting married! To non-other than Hogwarts sweetheart, Ginerva Weasley. While friends and family of the couple are happy for the couple, as well as some of the Wizarding World, this reporter can't help but wonder if it is too soon, and most importantly, if it is the right choice for our saviour.
Only time will tell how this romance will play out.
Draco's mouth went dry as he re-read the article, while a mantra was going inside his head you don't like him anymore, you're over H-Potter. Though no matter how much he tried to convince himself he knew, it was a lie. His feelings for the raven-hair wizard might have been pushed aside, they were still there, just waiting for a good-time to resurface.
Closing his eyes for a minute, Draco tried to calm his racing emotions. When he slightly succeeded he read the second article, noticing that the date of the article was a month from today.
POTTER'S WEDDING TO BE IN JUNE!
Ginerva Weasley, fiancé of Harry Potter, had announced today that the wedding will be on 15 June. She then went on to announce that the wedding will be held at the Prewitt's residence and that the guest list totalled approximately 500 people – family, friends, school mates, work colleagues and even the odd reporter. It is also to be rumoured that the Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt, is to be attending the wedding also.
This wedding is fast becoming the wedding of the century! Not since Merlin himself, has there been such excitement in the Wizarding World, that was due to a wedding.
Draco stared, not really seeing anything in front of him, thinking. If today was 30 January, then Potter's wedding was 4 ½ months away. Draco's thoughts were like a tornado in his head, should he go back to England? Should he stay here in Australia and let him live his life? Draco instantly thought, no, he couldn't. Some part of him knew that the Weaslette was the wrong choice, and that Draco should be with Harry, and it was that part that convinced the whole of Draco that he needed to do something, at least try.
Reading Pansy's letter again, Draco let out a shaky breath... if you decide to do anything about it, both Blaise and I will help you…
Draco had no idea how long he sat there, could have been hours for all he knew. But by the time Brad had come down to find the blonde, Draco had already made plans and was going to put them in place. Starting today.
*End of Flashback*
And so Draco did. It took him just about two months after receiving Pansy's owl before he left Australia, as he had to say goodbye to his friends, split with Brad, quit his job, organise an international Portkey – it wasn't as easy to just leave when the blonde had built a life there. Though during that time he fire-called both Pansy and Blaise many time, outlining his plan and getting Blaise help into seducing the Weaselette. Draco thought his friend looked to happy for the part.
It had then taken Draco an extra month to re-instate himself back into the British Wizarding World. He moved back to the Manor, but his parents were being strict about leaving the Manor so soon after his return. So he had to find any and all information he could possible about the ex-Gryffindor within the Malfoy library, which always contained a copy of every The Prophet, as well as find out as much information he could through his few contacts that he managed to keep.
And then the last week, found the blonde following Potter, to find out all the required information. Where did he like to drink, what nights he worked late, what days he had off, was there any secrets that Potter himself was keeping?
All of the blonde's patience wore off when he discovered, to his delight, that Potter himself was second-guessing himself about getting married to Weaslette. When Draco found that out he had to stop himself from jumping in the air with glee, instead he apparated to the Manor where he had a good wank.
Still smiling to no-one in particular, Draco got out of bed and walked to his study, where he proceeded to write an owl to Potter.
Harry,
It was good catching up again last night. I thoroughly enjoyed your company. I have made plans for Saturday night. I'll leave it as a surprise, but believe me when I say you'll thoroughly enjoy it.
Dress in a nice muggle outfit and be at the Manor at 7 sharp.
Looking forward to another enjoyable night,
D.L.M.
Re-reading his letter he gave a sharp whistle, and smiled when his loyal owl Misty flew over and landed gracefully on the table.
"Take this to Harry Potter's office, please" he said to the black, proud looking owl while sealing his letter and attaching it to its leg. "And make sure he gives you a treat, okay girl?" Misty gave an affection nip before taking off.
Draco gave a slight nod to himself; so far everything was working out to plan. He only hoped that tomorrow night is as successful. Whistling, Draco got ready for the day. His first stop was to check on Blaise to see how his progress with his conquest was going.
"So, how's the wedding coming along Potter? Getting cold feet?" the brunette wizard asked with a slight chuckle.
Harry just rolled his eyes, in good faith, and gave a small smile in return. "All going good, Wilson. Just can't believe how fast it's all happen! You and Parvati still coming to the wedding?"
Wilson nodded and said "sure am. Won't miss it for the world! Anyway gotta go, paperwork doesn't do itself unfortunately! Though you think being Auror's they'll be assistance to do all that mundane work!" Chuckling to himself, the brunette wizard walked out of Harry's office, shutting the door behind him.
Once the door closed, Harry let the grimace come to his face. I really don't wanna do this! Harry thought for the millionth time. No matter how much he tried to convince himself that he loved Ginny and was doing the right thing by her, he couldn't help but agree with the articles about how he was too young to be married, too young to be sure that Ginny was the one…Stop it! You love Ginny, and you'll break the entire Weasley's family hearts if you get cold feet! Just keep repeating to yourself, I love Ginny, I love Ginny, I love Ginny like a sis…
Harry train of thought was cut off when he felt an owl land on his desk, with a letter tied to its leg. Getting an owl treat from his draw he feed it to the black owl while retrieving the letter. His heart jumped in his throat when he saw who it was written from. Quickly reading the letter, he couldn't help the huge smile that broke through.
Malfoy had written the letter, but most of all he kept his promise! Still grinning Harry wrote a quick reply and watched with high spirits as the black owl clutched the letter in its beak and flew out of the owl window.
For the rest of the day his work colleagues and friends kept asking what Harry was grinning about, but he only shook his head and changed the subject. He doubt anyone would believe he was the happiest he had been in a year due to Draco Malfoy!
"So Blaise, everything going smoothly with Weaslette?" the blonde drawled.
Blaise just rolled his eyes at his friend, "her name is Ginny, Draco. Considering your trying to steal Potter from her, you think you can use her given name?" All he got in reply was glare.
"Whatever. Anyway things are going good. Going out for a few drinks tomorrow night after she's tried on the wedding dress, so think I'll make my next move on her."
"Next move?" Malfoy chuckled. "You sound like your fifteen again. Anyway you guys have kissed, right?"
"Yup, and done a bit more than that. But I think I'll spare you the details."
"Thank Merlin!" The blonde said with a sigh of relief, before looking at his Italian friend with a serious expression. "Your falling for her, aren't you Blaise?"
The black-haired wizard blushed slightly before averting his gaze. "I-I can't help it, Draco. It's like the feelings you have for Potter. I've liked her in Hogwarts and there's something in me that's basically screaming at me that she shouldn't be marrying Potter. Like they're not meant to be, but Ginny and I are…I don't know it's hard to explain, I think Ginny feels it as well, otherwise I doubt she would have cheated on him no matter what or with whom. Anyway, enough but Ginny and me, what about you and Potter?"
Draco looked at his friend and nodded. He shouldn't be surprised about his friend's feelings for the redhead, but there was a part of him that still hoped that Pansy and Blaise would end up together. But he knew that was impossible with his female friend being as straight as Draco. "Potter and I had our first 'run in' last night. Went way better than expected. There was no insults, hexes or threats. In fact we both enjoyed ourselves and it was his idea that we meet up again. He wanted it for tonight, but I changed it til tomorrow night, knowing that's when you and Ginny will be out. I think the plan is working."
Blaise smiled. "Good."