Thanks to reviewers:-
Ura, oracale, theTigersFire, Robin the bird – thanks
L'Arriere-monde – I know, the updates are coming fast but otherwise I tend to lose intrest – I'm not particularly great at latin but I didn't get a chice in the matter....stupid pointless subject
HonEySky – aw just love the bear idea – and you totally coan't blame draco for those thoughts – harry musings up next chapter...I lied again
Kt – and I'm addicted to the reviews- lol, harry musings...should be fun
mojo-jojo241 – woohoo, I rock!!! Well, I don't see how harry couldn't be affected by it
Reese Craven – the harry thoughts will be after this chapter 'cause...well 'cause – keep updating your harry/sirius story – l like it – I especially like shirley and bo-bob...or something to that affect
Yuki Kurai – I think we all love a frustrated and completely lustful draco
MustIBeAMalfoy – lovely. Yes, draco likes to swear a lot (this is 'cause he's based on a mix of him from the books and film, spike from buffy and one of my mates) – I'm gonna bring up harry in a towel as much as possible
SpazMcG7 – my universe is an interesting place – I know the whole thing with them being alone together was just sooo predicatable but...there ya go
silverblueeyes – thanku, draco is incredibly cute no matter what and harry musings will be chapter 10 – lol, why do u wanna go taking latin? It's really boring and pointless and I'm taking french and spanish as well so I'm like dead! – also, I'm thinking of somewhere to go with the other fic I've started (One More Suicide), I just don't know how to get there so that may take a little while to update
Abbie – I know, strange and different and the chapters will be getting longer (I hope)
LadyLilyPotter – I'm not sure what the evil laugh was for either...
Cicatrix – harry is indeed funny and I don't know he's going to be the dominant one...maybe a mix of the two...the HP/DM thing has no relevance at all, just the way I put it – you're the first person to ask that question and now you've confused me
I know I said Harry musings would be next but I....let's just say I bent the truth. I got THIS idea after doing hurdles for an hour (kinda hurts now) and...I dunno maybe it's a little crappy. We shall see.
9. On the Road
Harry was running across the park as fast as he could. Running helped him to think things through, he could think to the rhythm of the pounding of his feet. About half an hour after Draco had left, he'd gotten changed – again – pulled on his running shoes and hurried from the house. With a sudden burst of energy, he began to sprint, the wind rushing past him, blowing his hair back and pulling his clothes across his body. As he reached the path, he slowed down and stopped, sitting down on the grass of the nearly empty park and enjoying the cool night air.
Unbeknownst to Harry, only 100 metres away, Draco Malfoy was buying his much needed cigarettes from a vendor situated near the front of the park. His plan, after storming out of the house, had been to quickly go to the shop on the corner, buy his Camels, and go back, but something drew him to walk through the park. "That'll be six dollars," said the vendor, holding out his hand for the money.
Draco rooted in his deep pockets for the notes, before handing them to the short man and practically snatching the blue packet from his hands. Ripping the silver foil off, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, breathing in deeply and resisting the strong urge to sigh out loud.
Though he had told Severus he'd return straight back to the house, Draco had no desire to spend the rest of the evening inside with the TV and his uncle, having to sit in the garden just for a fag.
Walking slowly across the grass, he noticed someone sitting near the path, someone who looked incredibly familiar. Going closer to the figure, he realised it was none other than Harry Potter. Draco was unsure of whether or not to go over and talk to the dark haired boy. He stopped still, weighing his decision on his mind. It was only having taken a few steps nearer, he realised that Harry seemed to be in pain.
The fact of it was, Harry was in pain. Several minutes after sitting down his right leg had cramped and it was excrutiating. Sure, most people would say he was a wimp for welling up at cramp, but it really hurt and Harry tended to be a bit of a wuss when it came to pain. He tried to stay absolutely still, hoping maybe that would send the pain away.
"You alright mate?" came a voice from above him.
Harry gritted his teeth and looked up and the blond beauty. "Uh hu."
The raven haired boy would've been amused at the emotions that passed over Draco's face in the space of a few seconds if it hadn't been for the pain. Concern turned to irritation turned to worry turned to anger turned to confusion, each disappearing as soon as they had appeared. Eventually, having apparantly decided on whatever he was arguing about with himself, Draco sat down next to Harry.
"You sure?"
Harry nodded, this time unable to form words.
Draco scratched the back of his head. "Flex your foot up."
"What?" gasped Harry.
"Flex your foot up. Pull it up as high as you can."
Harry did so, wincing the entire time and muttering, "Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow."
The concern was back on Draco's face, filling his eyes, but also mixed with amusement. "Gimme your leg."
"Huh?"
Draco sighed, feeling actual physical pain at this lack of understanding Harry appeared to have. "Give me your leg."
Frowning in confusion, Harry gingerly held out his leg to Draco. Draco grinned at Harry's gasp when Draco placed his hands on Harry's calf muscle and began to gently massage it.
"You know, you should warm down or stretch or something after running. Or you get cramp. And it hurts."
"Thank you Doctor Malfoy," Harry muttered through his teeth.
"I'm only trying to help."
Harry felt guilty when he saw the look of hurt on Draco's face. "I'm sorry."
"Whatever. What are you doing out here anyway?"
"Felt like a run," shrugged Harry. "What about you?"
"Needed fags. Besides, Uncle Sev was starting to get on my nerves."
Harry chuckled slightly. "I dunno how you can live with him."
It was Draco's turn to shrug. "He's my Uncle...well step-uncle. And he's a good guy really. He just gets a little overbearing at times."
"Not the word I was planning on using."
"And what word were you planning on using?"
"Prickish, asshole, wanker, tosser...you know."
Draco smiled a tiny smile. "I know."
They sat in silence for a while, Draco still rubbing Harry's leg, though neither of them were actually aware of it.
"Can I ask you something?"
Harry looked up at Draco's face, now somewhat obscured by the dimming lighting. "Okay."
Draco swallowed slightly and took a deep breath. "Are you...gay?"
Harry laughed, the sound filling the air and filtering into Draco's ear. It was a beautiful laugh.
"As a Christmas tree, Draco," he replied, still laughing.
Draco joined in Harry;s laughing at this proclimation. He didn't know why he'd been so worried about asking, Harry seemed fine with it.
"Are you?" asked Harry, looking at Draco with his green eyes.
It was then Draco became aware of Harry's leg still in his hands and the closeness of them.
"I have to go," he said, standing up quickly. "Um...leg should be okay now, right?"
"Yea."
"Great. I really gotta go. I'll see you at school though."
Before Harry called ask why exactly Draco had to hurry away so fast, the blond boy was gone. Sighing, he pulled himself up and began to walk home.
Okay, I'm pretty sure I hate this chapter 'cause it's crappy and...well yea, it just is, but I s'pose that's gonna happen sometimes. Anyhoo, Harry musings next – hopefully better than this.
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