Under Moon and Sun
Under Moon and Sun
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Moon and Sun
150%\'>Disclaimer:
mine… well the plot line in this is… But
the characters and the premise for it are not, so don’t sue.
from the film Mean Machine.
150%\'>Rating:
I guess… for now. It will probably get
higher as I go along
150%\'>Warning:
know yet. I haven’t decided.
150%\'>Spoilers:
to OotP
150%\'>Archive:
and will go up on my site when it’s finished (the site I mean).
150%\'>A/N:
isn’t dead, Sirius is. Story takes place
in 6th year. Ron and Hermione
are NOT together. Draco and Harry are
NOT together. Snape is not with anyone
and there is no indication that Draco and Lucius have anything but a father/son
relationship. Oh and Dumbledore and McGonagall
are not together either. Will have het
and slash… eventually. This is going to
be a long story.
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line-height:150%\'>The game had been going on for over two hours.
breath of the pitch were covered in sweat.
Their noses streamed and their eyes watered from the cold as the bleak
November weather held the school in its thrall.
they stopped moving. As a result few of
the players dared stay still for very long.
They all pitied the keepers.
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line-height:150%\'>The quaffle was suddenly in freefall after one of the chasers
dropped it to avoid a bludger to the head.
It was snapped up by the apposing team in seconds.
captains arm band over his robes pulled up hastily and looked around.
scored against his team but he yelled a few orders and kept playing.
but knew he had to try. For a second his
eyes seek out the other captain before he speeds off.
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line-height:150%\'>A half metre separates the two seekers in the physical world
as they face each other. The bitter cold
wind blows around them, tossing hair into their eyes and mouths.
their hair out of the way and continue to glare at each other.
scream and moan in despair depending on which team they support.
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line-height:150%\'>Suddenly the taller of the two’s attention is caught as a
bludger speeds in their direction and the game comes back into focus, the
staring contest ends as one figure darts out of the way, leaving the other
seeker to take the hit. He’s not
surprised that his opponent couldn’t get out of the way in time as he watches
the figure fall to the ground.
by another, Yeah, but Malfoy would have
been trying to use the same trick on me.
line-height:150%\'>Harry Potter gained enough altitude to be able to see the
entpitcpitch and began to lazily look around for the snitch while Cho Chang
tried to regain her breath and her flying ability.
his rival and hesitated for a second when they found him.
barrier watching him. A smile tugged
Harry’s lips. pan>pan>Yes, Draco watched him a
lot, but then, he watched Draco just as much.
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line-height:150%\'>A flash of gold rather then silver caught his eyes and he
swung around, seeing his target flickering in and out of the Ravenclaw
goalposts. Cho was climbing onto her
broom, but was in obvious pain. If it
had of been Malfoy, Harry might have let the snitch go and waited for the other
seeker to regain his seat and be back on his game, but he was already tired of
Cho. The girl was good, but she wasn’t
good enough to hold either his interest or his competitive nature long.
and headed after the snitch.
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line-height:150%\'>No one looked surprised when he caught it.
defeated.As they shook hands before
going to their separate dressing rooms, her eyes asked the question silently,
but Harry’s didn’t show the answer. The
teams parted. Gryffindors cheered.
as would once have done. None of the
Slytherins did either, but that surprised no one.
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line-height:150%\'>Harry leaned against the shower wall with his eyes closed as
his team-mates discussed the match. The
adrenalin was fading now, leaving the young man tired and worn.
while Cho had been fresh, but she had quickly tired and for Harry at least it had
finished on a low note. He got no
satisfaction from having beaten his former girlfriend to the snitch.
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line-height:150%\'>Like usual he was the last to leave the locker room.
moment, which was why he hadn’t even offered.
When he wasn’t pissed, he offered, although Harry rarely accepted.
face the school again.
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line-height:150%\methmething grazed against his bare ankle and he looked down at
the brightly coloured snake winding its way around his ankle.
snake wind its way up his arm to curl around his bicep.
pull on his socks and dragon hide boots, shoving the bottom of his black jeans
down over them. He stood up and kicked
his quidditch robes into the corner with the rest of the teams.
once at the snake which was currently nuzzling the soft material of his white
cotton t-shirt. “What are you doing?”
to look guilty for a second before responding, normal\'>“I like the feel of it against my scales.”
cotton felt nice before leaving the locker room.
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line-height:150%\'>It was colder out know then when he had been playing and
Harry was forced to cast a heating charm around himself before he had taken
more then a few steps. It did not pay to
have a cold, pissed of and very poisonous snake wrapped around your arm,
particularly not when the snake in question knew you could do something about
the cold and was currently pissed at you for laughing at it.
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line-height:150%\'>He ran up the steps in the entrance hall and was about to
take the stairs up to the Gryffindor tower when a voice stopped him, “Good
game, Potter. I thought Chang was going
to cry again.” Harry tensed.
tears after Ravenclaw had been soundly beaten by Slytherin.
her after the match. Most people would
think that that was exceptionally mean, but Harry knew Draco and he knew why
the blonde boy had chosen then to do so.
It meantt Cht Chang wouldn\'t be able to focus entirely on either one of
her pains, the loss of her boyfriend, or the loss of her dreams.
have a hope of getting into the team trials next year.
sink back into depression, particularly as she would want revenge on Malfoy for
pingping her. normal\'>Just one more example of Slytherin pride, resourcefulness and kindness
being mixed together to get the best result. Hamusemused as he waited for
Malfoy to tell him why they were standing there.
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line-height:150%\'>Malfoy said nothing.
After a few seconds of staring at each other, Harry asked, “What?”
line-height:150%\'>“Are we still on for tomorrow night?”
wrong impression. For a second Harry
hesitated. He had completely forgotten
about meeting Draco the next day. He
quickly nodded and answered, “I’ll be there.”
Then he turned and hurried up the stairs.
gaze run over Harry’s body.
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line-height:150%\'>The black jeans fit him like a second skin, showing of his
tight arse to the best advantage, but also moulding to his strong calves and
thighs. Like Draco, he had a fair bit of
muscle, particularly around the shoulders and calves from holding onto the
brooms, but nothing to the level of the beaters.
experience. Harry’s hair now hung down
to his shoulders, the weight giving it manageability and currently hung loose
falling in a midnight wave to the white T-shirt.
of red, yellow and black to Harry’s lightly tanned skin.
Harry had lost the tightened skin of malnutrition on his face.
the colour of a really good emerald, striking when they pinned whoever he was
looking at.
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line-height:150%\'>He really was gorgeous and worse, he knew it.
looks. Like Draco himself, he had his
pick of the girls of the school and of the boys as well.
long and never dated an ex. Rules that
made life a lot easier. Relationships
were high maintenance and neither could be bothered.
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line-height:150%\'>Draco watched Harry’s arse until the other boy turned a
corner and then made his way to the dungeons and the Slytherin common room.
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line-height:150%\'>When Harry reached the common room the after match party was
in full swing. Someone stuffed a bottle
of butterbeer into his hand and then tried to hug him.
it was hastily backed away. Harry got a
good look at her for the first time.
Lana Hartley from Hufflepuff. She
threw him a frightened look and presumably went looking for her boyfriend to
tell him that the famous Harry Potter had a snake with him in the common room.
first year and headed towards the stairs.
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line-height:150%\'>Neville caught him just before he reached them, but had
enough sense not to actually touch the Gryffindor seeker; rather he just held
his hand up. “Harry, are you okay?”
Neville was more tenacious then Ron.
line-height:150%\'>“I’m fine, Neville, just a bit disappointed by the game.”
line-height:150%\'>“You wish you had been playing against Malfoy.”
surprise then smiled and shook his head.
line-height:150%\'>“Not Malfoy exactly,” he hesitated before continuing, “Just
someone who could give me an actual challenge.
Someone who could make it a real match, not just a game.”n
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style=\'mso-spacerun:yes\'> He laughed ruefully and then added, “And the
only person in the school who can is Ma.”
He sighed again and then added, “I’m heading to bed.
stairs, taking them two at a time.”
Neville watched him go; wondering not for the first time exactly what
was between the Gryffindor Golden Boy and the Slytherin Ice Prince.
dislike of casual touching from him.
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line-height:150%\'>With the source of his worry out of immediate range, Neville
turned his attention back to the party and began to try to work out where Dean
was. It didn’t take him long to spot the
dark haired boy and he made his way over to him.
Do you know what’s up with Harry?”
Dean looked surprised for a second and then shrugged, “I don’t think he
liked playing against Cho Chang seeing as how she dated him and then dated
Malfoy and is now probably looking to get back with Harry again.”
really bothering him.
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line-height:150%\'>Lying on his bed in the seventh year dorms, Harry tried to
work through the barrage of problems currently on his shoulders.
Quidditch. Malfoy was the only person in
the school good enough tve hve him a real challenge and he had little inclination
to play anyone else when he knew he’d be bored.
Problem two was what he and Draco were trying to do.
find out and Draco would be in shit for it, despite the fact that it was
originally he who had suggested it to the blonde.
aside, it was getting harder and he was now having to
put enough effort into it that it was affecting his marks.
and he had yet to think of a way of either telling her or avoiding the
questions she would ask. Harry let a
sigh escape him and for a second, closed his eyes, shutting out the bright red
and gold hanging of the bed. The colours
reminded him of his snake and he absently ran a hand over its scales, hearing
it hiss in pleasure at the feel. He opened
his eyes again and faced the next problem on his list.
What the fuck was he meant to do about him?
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line-height:150%\'>Then there was schoolwork obviously, when was there not and
finally, with a feeling of inevitability he came to the last problem on his
list. Draco Malfoy: The Ice Prince of Slytherin.
around his fingers and his skin under his hands.
begun, they had never once asked anything of each other.
accepted what was offered. There had
been no talk of feeling or beliefs or right or wrong or war.
now Harry wasn’t so sure it was enough for him anymore.
of Draco as his friend and he found himself more and more,tingting Draco to
admit he shared the feeling. But how do
you ask your worst enemy if they would like to be friends instead?
can hold a civil conversation with them.
Fucked if he knew.
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line-height:150%\'>With another sigh, Harry untangled the snake from around his
arm and laid it on the bed, and then he got up, stripped and pulled on his pyjama
bottoms before climbing back in and casting a silencing and sealing charm on
his closed curtains. He was sleeping
alone tonight, unless you counted the snake and he really didn’t want to be
awakened by those who weren’t.
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line-height:150%\'>A/N
line-height:150%\'>Ok, that’s the first part finished.
if you can guess what type of snake Harry has.
line-height:150%\'>Please review. I write
for my own enjoyment, but it’s nice to know what I’m not wasting my time
posting the stories
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