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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
7,849
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41
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Ch. 10
Chapter 10.
This chappie’s going to try to bring them closer. Review once done please:) Unbeta\'d version.
-Errad
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Draco stood there in shock, recovering only enough to have the sense to pull on his clothes. In the distance, he heard the babble of students coming from their classes. His brain mutely registered that he missed most of the day’s classes. His brain did not seem to be capable of figuring out which.
“Artus fallo fin,” he muttered to stop the spell that would cause the people who it has been cast upon to not be seen, or heard.
*****
“Harry!” Ron exclaimed as Potter seemed to appear before him, sitting on a broomstick, in the middle of the Quidditch field, “Hey, did you…did you just, you know, Apparate?” he asked in awe.
Turning round to face him, Harry said tiredly, echoing Hermione, “You cannot, I repeat, cannot, Apparate or Disapparate on Hogwart’s grounds, it’s in Hogwart’s: A History.”
Ron’s light eyebrow’s disappeared into his vivid red hair, “Mate, I reckon you’ve been hanging ‘round Hermione too much. You’ve been warped,” his eyes grew larger, “Next thing, you’ll be talking about,” he gulped in fear, “About ‘Wonky Faints’.”
Harry looked at Ron, an evil glint in his eyes, “Weasely, maybe that trash-dump of a home, has affected your br The The Wonky Faint is a move created by an Irish Chaser last summer, and was used in the Nationals. Of course, you weren’t there, your parents not having enough Galleons to buy you even the most awful seats. I, naturally, had gotten the best seats in the stadium.” Leaning forward on his broom, the green eyed Seeker performed an amazing dive, pulling out just in time, so his feet skimming the grass only just. Shaking back his raven, wind-swept hair, he shrugged up at Ron, and swept towards the castle, which was illuminated in the golden light of the setting sun.
Ron stared at him, his mouth open, and his broom listing slightly to the left, and vibrating.
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“So, Draco, where’ve you been?” Pansy asked, her red, full lips turning suggestively into a pout. Sitting down, she raised her clinging black robe to expose even more skin. The neckline already dipped down to expose her ample bosom, and the outline of her erect nipples obv obvious. She ignored Blaise who tried to sidle up to her on the emerald green, lush couch.
“Blaise, stop drooling, it’s quite uncomely,” Draco snapped, “And Pansy, do stop acting like a prostitute. A Slytherin lady is supposed to expose only enough to tease, not enough so there would be no need to undress while having sex. Especially, lose the crothless panties, that is too cheap.”
“Oh, oh,” Pansy cried, her chest heaving, “You...you’re CHEATING ON ME! YOU’RE AVOIDING THE QUESTION, YOU WON’T ANSWER WHERE’VE YOU BEEN!” she screamed, her mascara running from the tears of shame. The activity in the Slytherin common room came to a halt as all paused to watch.
Draco shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips, “If I have had any…err…sexual experiences,” he paused, taking in the breath-less silence of the on-lookers and savoring the tension, “Well, that’s surely not any of your business, since you are far to slutty to ever even dream of touching a Malfoy, much less dating one,” his gray eyes swept the room, “Even Potter has a better chance then you, Parkinson.”
“Really?” a low voice questioned from the darkness. A cloak fluttered to the ground, and who else, but the Savior of the Wizarding World, Harry Potter, stepped out of the shadows.
Draco’s breath caught in his throat, Potter has an Invisibility Cloak, it opens up a whole new world! The smirk that formed on his face while thinking that was surely interpreted differently, for the common room’s already high tension level rocketed, thinking that they were about the witness the true cruelty of Malfoy. Smirks flashed from every face in the common room.
Harry, ever calm, analyzed the scene, “So, planning to take me out with an army, Malfoy? Why…how about,” he flicked is wand and every froze, covered in ice, petrified, “one on one?”
Draco gasped at the power that issued from Harry’s wand, that thin, lithe frame contained a magical power that rivaled even Dumbledore’s, he felt. He dissented mutely, and stepped away, his gray eyes plainly saying, Why…why do you torment me thus?
Harry paused, his hand rapidly being put up to his eyes, and he bounded away from the Slytherin common room, his wand clattering on the ground with an echo, in the room where many blank eyes stared out into nothingness.
“Figures he never left a counter-curse,” Draco muttered under his breath. The wand caught his attention and he slowly went toward, casting cautious glances around him, turning to make sure no one was watching him. His curiosity getting the better of him, he said, “Priori Incantatem.”
From the wand, billowed the words ‘Harry & Draco 4ever’ in red fog, as those floated off into the air, others followed, ‘Harry loves Draco’, ‘Top!Draco is sexy’, ‘I want Draco’, ‘Malfoy is the hottest surname in the world’, ‘I despise myself, I push all I ever wanted away’, ‘Draco Malfoy’. The words formed a foggy rainbow in the cold dungeon of a common room. Malfoy grinned up at those words, but it faded as soon as he noticed the attempted suicide spell.
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What do you guys think? PLEASE REVIEW! It only takes a second….PLEASE!! Oh, come on, I’ll put a Dance Hex on you if you don’t!!!!
-Errad
This chappie’s going to try to bring them closer. Review once done please:) Unbeta\'d version.
-Errad
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Draco stood there in shock, recovering only enough to have the sense to pull on his clothes. In the distance, he heard the babble of students coming from their classes. His brain mutely registered that he missed most of the day’s classes. His brain did not seem to be capable of figuring out which.
“Artus fallo fin,” he muttered to stop the spell that would cause the people who it has been cast upon to not be seen, or heard.
*****
“Harry!” Ron exclaimed as Potter seemed to appear before him, sitting on a broomstick, in the middle of the Quidditch field, “Hey, did you…did you just, you know, Apparate?” he asked in awe.
Turning round to face him, Harry said tiredly, echoing Hermione, “You cannot, I repeat, cannot, Apparate or Disapparate on Hogwart’s grounds, it’s in Hogwart’s: A History.”
Ron’s light eyebrow’s disappeared into his vivid red hair, “Mate, I reckon you’ve been hanging ‘round Hermione too much. You’ve been warped,” his eyes grew larger, “Next thing, you’ll be talking about,” he gulped in fear, “About ‘Wonky Faints’.”
Harry looked at Ron, an evil glint in his eyes, “Weasely, maybe that trash-dump of a home, has affected your br The The Wonky Faint is a move created by an Irish Chaser last summer, and was used in the Nationals. Of course, you weren’t there, your parents not having enough Galleons to buy you even the most awful seats. I, naturally, had gotten the best seats in the stadium.” Leaning forward on his broom, the green eyed Seeker performed an amazing dive, pulling out just in time, so his feet skimming the grass only just. Shaking back his raven, wind-swept hair, he shrugged up at Ron, and swept towards the castle, which was illuminated in the golden light of the setting sun.
Ron stared at him, his mouth open, and his broom listing slightly to the left, and vibrating.
**********
“So, Draco, where’ve you been?” Pansy asked, her red, full lips turning suggestively into a pout. Sitting down, she raised her clinging black robe to expose even more skin. The neckline already dipped down to expose her ample bosom, and the outline of her erect nipples obv obvious. She ignored Blaise who tried to sidle up to her on the emerald green, lush couch.
“Blaise, stop drooling, it’s quite uncomely,” Draco snapped, “And Pansy, do stop acting like a prostitute. A Slytherin lady is supposed to expose only enough to tease, not enough so there would be no need to undress while having sex. Especially, lose the crothless panties, that is too cheap.”
“Oh, oh,” Pansy cried, her chest heaving, “You...you’re CHEATING ON ME! YOU’RE AVOIDING THE QUESTION, YOU WON’T ANSWER WHERE’VE YOU BEEN!” she screamed, her mascara running from the tears of shame. The activity in the Slytherin common room came to a halt as all paused to watch.
Draco shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips, “If I have had any…err…sexual experiences,” he paused, taking in the breath-less silence of the on-lookers and savoring the tension, “Well, that’s surely not any of your business, since you are far to slutty to ever even dream of touching a Malfoy, much less dating one,” his gray eyes swept the room, “Even Potter has a better chance then you, Parkinson.”
“Really?” a low voice questioned from the darkness. A cloak fluttered to the ground, and who else, but the Savior of the Wizarding World, Harry Potter, stepped out of the shadows.
Draco’s breath caught in his throat, Potter has an Invisibility Cloak, it opens up a whole new world! The smirk that formed on his face while thinking that was surely interpreted differently, for the common room’s already high tension level rocketed, thinking that they were about the witness the true cruelty of Malfoy. Smirks flashed from every face in the common room.
Harry, ever calm, analyzed the scene, “So, planning to take me out with an army, Malfoy? Why…how about,” he flicked is wand and every froze, covered in ice, petrified, “one on one?”
Draco gasped at the power that issued from Harry’s wand, that thin, lithe frame contained a magical power that rivaled even Dumbledore’s, he felt. He dissented mutely, and stepped away, his gray eyes plainly saying, Why…why do you torment me thus?
Harry paused, his hand rapidly being put up to his eyes, and he bounded away from the Slytherin common room, his wand clattering on the ground with an echo, in the room where many blank eyes stared out into nothingness.
“Figures he never left a counter-curse,” Draco muttered under his breath. The wand caught his attention and he slowly went toward, casting cautious glances around him, turning to make sure no one was watching him. His curiosity getting the better of him, he said, “Priori Incantatem.”
From the wand, billowed the words ‘Harry & Draco 4ever’ in red fog, as those floated off into the air, others followed, ‘Harry loves Draco’, ‘Top!Draco is sexy’, ‘I want Draco’, ‘Malfoy is the hottest surname in the world’, ‘I despise myself, I push all I ever wanted away’, ‘Draco Malfoy’. The words formed a foggy rainbow in the cold dungeon of a common room. Malfoy grinned up at those words, but it faded as soon as he noticed the attempted suicide spell.
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What do you guys think? PLEASE REVIEW! It only takes a second….PLEASE!! Oh, come on, I’ll put a Dance Hex on you if you don’t!!!!
-Errad