Violet Fire and Eternal love

Author- Lisi the slayer

Chapter 4

Harry could feel himself shaking as he began to make the two Cocoas. It was two days after the final battle, this was the second time the curse had effected Draco, and each time it did his gut twisted and squirmed in guilt. It was his fault, if he hadn't been so protective over a wizard who clearly was more than able to protect himself, then he never would have lost concentration and Draco never would have had to save Harry from that curse.

Upstairs, Draco was heavily consumed in his thoughts. He let the warmth from the water seep through into his milky skin and he closed his eyes. He knew he was going to have to tell Harry about his flashback, but talking about the flashback meant talking about his father and talking about his father brought back bad memories.

Bad memories his mind had stored away and he knew he had not really faced up to them yet, but he also knew that when he did it would almost surely break a part of him.

He groaned as his entire body shivered at the lack of heat and being submerged into water. It was now or never. Groaning again Draco lifted himself out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around his waist before lightly making his way downstairs.

Harry caught sight of his lover and his mouth fell open.

Draco was dripping wet, the water had caused Draco's normally straight and sleek hair to form sleek wet curls that curled almost angelically around his face. The water droplets shone like pearls as they made their trail down Draco's milky skin.

And when Draco met his gaze he very nearly dropped the cups of Cocoa. Draco smirked at the knowledge of what effect he could have on Harry.

He walked closer to Harry and placed a moist and slightly cold hand on Harry's flushed cheek, he grinned as he felt hot heat seep through his hand and up his arm, it made his skin tingle.

Harry moaned and leant into the cool touch which soothed his fiery cheek.

But through the heavy layers of lust and desire he saw what Draco was doing, and Harry knew whatever Draco had almost told him was important, that was why the blonde was now toying with his emotions, in the hope he would forget their promise of a heart to heart.

He could not allow the blonde to bottle it up and suffer the pain alone.

Draco could see the shift of emotion's in Harry's jade pools and panic began to fill his own slivery blue pools. Harry had seen through his scheme, albeit it was not one of his best, but still. A Gryffindor was easily blinded by emotions, particularly love and loyalty, this of course made it very easy for them to be manipulated, especially where the Slytherins were concerned.

" Damn Gryffindor ! What happened to your Gryffindor naivety ?"

Harry chuckled at the Slytherin's question.

" Ah but unfortunately for you I'm not a true Gryffindor, the Sorting hat was hell bent on sorting me into Slytherin. So although Gryffindor may have blurred my vision so to speak, even I can tell a bad scheme from a Slytherin when I see one."

" You a Slytherin ! Don't make me laugh ! Next thing we're get a letter telling me that a huge fundamental error had occurred and in truth I had been sorted into Hufflepuff not Slytherin at all."

Harry frowned at the the wizard's drawl which was so heavily layered with sarcasm it was practically dripping from the blonde's mouth.

" Ok enough with the sarcasm and stop being sly with me Slytherin."

Draco grinned intelligently.

" Can't help it Harry it's in the name, Sly-therin"

Harry rolled his eyes, Draco was getting desperate now. He could tell by the way Draco's eyes shifted around the room, and truth be told Draco's antics were beginning to annoy him, so he took his mug and sat on the sofa waiting for the blonde.

Draco shakily took the his own mug and totally reverted back into his submissive and subdued mode, he sat as far away from Harry as possible, he could feel his hands shaking and he cursed himself bitterly.

When did I ever get this weak ? Malfoy's never shake or kneel in the face of danger

Harry studied Draco's movements, the blonde it seemed had finally realized Harry was not to be brought off the subject.

Harry also noticed he had put as much space between them as was physically possible whilst still sitting on the sofa.

" It wasn't a nightmare Harry, It was a flashback. It was a memory."

Please review the next chapter is all about Draco's flashback and his relationship with his father. Sob.