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Easter Egg: Stripe Egg, Day: 29. Fairytale!AU
Damsel In Distress
The clock struck twelve, and he ran. A voice behind him called for him to wait, but he couldn't. He didn't know what would happen if he didn't make it home, but he knew it was imperative that he make it.
"Harry, wait!"
The voice was familiar—a warm laugh, a cool gaze, a soft hand—but Harry couldn't stop and wait, he couldn't turn and look.
And then he was falling.
…
The wolf roared, and Harry scrambled back, but it was too late. Pain like he'd never known, and then there was light and there was an axe and he was being pulled out from the wolf, and he was okay.
Why was he wearing red though?
Who was the old woman with him.
"Harry? Are you okay?"
And there was that familiar voice again, but why was he fading, fainting, falling?
…
The apple looked so good. Something deep in the back of his mind told him that he shouldn't eat it, but it was so shiny and red, and he couldn't resist.
He reached out and picked it up, the only red apple amongst a bunch of green and he took a large bite. There was a moment of sweetness bursting on his tongue, and then it lodged in the back of his throat, and he slipped to the floor, the apple falling from his hand.
Soft lips, a gentle hand on his cheek, and he was blinking his eyes open to see light grey eyes looking back.
"You're such a damsel in distress, Potter."
"Malfoy? What the hell—"
"Soulmates," Malfoy said, softly. "I should be more surprised than I am that we manifested in the fairytale dreams, but I'm not. At least this time, I got to kiss you."
"You're my—" Harry frowned. "Wait, damsel in distress? What the hell?"
Malfoy chuckled, bright and clear. "Wake up, Harry. And then we can see what being soulmates is really all about."
…
Harry opened his eyes to see his red canopy above him.
Draco Malfoy was his soulmate.
Bloody Hell.