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Adult ++
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What should I do?
WARNING: Yup, its slash.
RATING: R
\'Thoughts\'
(authors note, sound effects)
\"Talking\"
HpHpHpHpHp - Scene Change
Disclaimer:Don\'t own Harry Potter, just this fic.
Giving In Chapter 10: What should I do?
It has been two weeks since Draco read Harry\'s journal, and we now find both of the boys in double potions class. Harry wasn\'t paying any attention to Snape\'s boring lecture. He was drawing little black hearts with his quill on his potions assignment, not noticing when the potions master started to yell at him.
\'Hmmm I wonder whatit would be like to go out with Draco...\' He wondered. Suddenly a hand flew down on top of his paper. Looking up, he found himself staring into the angry eyes of Snape.
\"Mr. Potter, I suggest that you pay attention, if you want to get anywhere in your pathetic life. 10 points from gryffindor.\" Snape withdrew his hand and was about to head back to the front of the classroom, but there was a tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw that Harry was standing on his feet, glaring at him.
\"My life is no more pathetic than yours...Snivelly.\" Harry knew what his father had called Snape when he was in school many years ago. Snape held back the urge to strangle the boy, so he settled for his best death glare he could muster.
\"Do not call me that. I\'m sure you know why...\" Snape trailed in a deadly and quiet voice.
\"Oh, of course I do, my dear professor. I cannot help but laugh at the pet name that my father so graciously gave you.\" Snape\'s temper was rising very quickly, as his paper white face started to get red with anger.
\"Mr. Potter, one more word out of your mouth and you will wish that you never said that. 20 points from gryffindor for being insufferable.\" Snape said as he turned and walked to the front of the class to continue with his lecture.
\"Asshole.\" Harry muttered as he sat down in his seat. The entire class stared at Harry before continuing to take notes. As everyone started taking notes, only Draco\'s eyeslingered on Harry. Harry looked up and saw Draco staring, but when the blond knew that he was caught, he quickly turned back to his notes.
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Draco thought about the journal he read 2 weeks ago, it was confusing. Draco always thought that when they kissed, or did things like that, that it was just a joke. When Draco stripped after curfew and said that he was seducing Harry, he knew that he was just joking around, but didn\'t know that it really did mean anything to Harry. And the time when Draco got the letter from his father, when Harry hugged Draco in front of the school, he didn\'t know what to think of it.
And when he woke up in the Gryffindor tower with Harry in his arms, he thought that Harry was just fucking around. Draco just kissed Harry in front of all the Gryffindor boys to mess around with their heads. He had no idea that all along Harry actually liked him. He thought over what to do, so he decided that he\'ll just see what will happen.
Walking along the corridors, Draco decided that he would go to the quidditch pitch for some solitude. On the way there, the moon peeked over the clouds and it started to rain, not that Draco cared about getting wet or anything. When he was there, he made his way to the stands. Upon getting to the Slytherin section, he sat on the very top stand, looking over the field.
\"Even if I\'m just going to let things sort themselves out, I\'m still at a loss. I don\'t know what to do...Should I even let things sort themselves out? Perhaps I should just talk to Potter about it.\" Draco said to himself, tilting his head back and closing his eyes, allowing the rain to hit his pale face and run through his hair.
\"Show me a sign Merlin!\" Right after the words left his mouth a bolt of lightning that looked exactly like Harry\'s scar cut through the air. \"Oh, wow, thanks a lot. Exactly what I need, something that has to do with Potter.\" Draco mumbled, his head still tilted back.
HpHpHpHpHp
Harry was outside in the quidditch pitch in his victorian black mourning coat again. It was very cold outside, well of course it would be, it was January. If his coat got wet he could just cast a drying charm on it anyway. Harry was walking along the stands, knowing that Draco was in the Slytherin section.
So Harry made his way up to the Gryffindor section and sat down, directly across from Draco. \'Well well well, speak of the devil...look who decided to join me...\' Draco thought watching Harry\'s every move. Harry decided to be a smart ass, so he cast Sonarus on his voice and took a deep breath before yelling.
\"HI DRACO!!! WHY ARE YOU OUT HERE??? YOU\'LL CATCH A COLD!!!\" His voice boomed across the pitch, making Draco jump about 5 feet in the air, and cover his ears. The people that were close enough to the pitch looked up at Harry.
\"What the hell does that dumbass thinks hes doing?!?\" Draco screamed to himself.
\"WHAT WAS THAT MY DEAR PRINCE?? I DIDN\'T CATCH THAT! COULD YOU SAY IT A LITTLE LOUDER...LIKE THIS LOUD!!!!\" Harry\'s voice got about 2 times louder at his last sentence. Draco shot onto his feet and ran all the way from the Slytherin stands to the Gryffindor stands. He was about 30 feet from Harry and still running.
\"WHY ARE YOU OVER HERE DRACO???\" He yelled knowing that he was pissing the blond off. \'So much for solitude.\' Draco thought as he reached Harrys coated form. Draco jumped off the ground and landed on top of Harry, covering his mouth with his hand. Draco was sitting on top of Harry\'s waist, while Harry had his back pressed to the wet ground of the stands.
\"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING POTTER?!?\" Draco shrieked, then casting the spell that made Harry\'s voice go back to normal, then removed his hand from Harry\'s mouth.
\"Hi Draco! Why are you over here? Did I piss you off?\" Harry said while grinning like a complete idiot. Draco sighed and frowned before yelling.
\"Like hell you did! Never do that again lest you wish to die! I came here for some solitude, and what do I get??? YOU! AND YOUR STUPID VOICE!\" Harry looked slightly hurt, but just grinned still.\"ARRGG! AND WIPE THAT LOOK OFF YOUR FACE!!\" Draco yelled, his voice echoing through the air. Both of the boys were completely soaked, and Draco\'s hair amazingly, remained slicked back, only a few strands falling in front of his eyes.
\"Okay, alright, I\'m sorry Draco, I couldn\'t help it. You should have seen the look on your face though.\" Harry said, trying not to laugh at the look that Draco gave him.
\"Your such an idiot Potter, has anyone ever told you that besides me?\" Harry thought for a moment before nodding with a slight grin on his face. Draco rolled his eyes.
\"Figures.\" He stated before rolling off of Harry and standing up again.
\"Where are you going now?\" Harry asked standing up as well.
\"I guess I\'ll just hang around the pitch, I still want my solitude, but with you around, I don\'t know if thats possible...\" Draco said, then sitting on the nearest seat. Harry sat next to him.
\"What are you doing Potter?\" Harry shrugged, then leaned over and wrapped his arms around Draco\'s waist and started to nuzzle his head on his shoulder. \"ACK! What are you doing?! Don\'t you see that I still have a reputation around this school!? I can\'t be seen with you like this!\" Draco exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air, then trying to push Harry away from him. But Harry\'s grip was to strong, and Draco didn\'t feel like using all his energy on this.
\"Okay, fine, but if anyone sees me with you like this, I blame you.\" Draco said, sighing, and looking down at the smiling happy Harry Potter.
\"Your so warm Draco, and I\'m so cold...hold me.\" Harry said, fighting off the oncoming blush that creeped onto his cheeks. Draco looked down at the boy before speaking.
\"Its official, your crazy Potter. And who would have guessed that the famous Harry Potter liked to be held?\" Draco said, rolling his eyes, staring at the rain hitting the field. Harry looked up and his eyes met with Draco\'s before blushing completely.
\"If you tell anyone, I swear I\'ll poison your next drink at dinner.\" Harry said, shuddering at the cold. Draco felt the shiver that ran through Harry\'s body.
\"We better go in, if we stay out any longer, we\'ll catch colds.\" Harry nodded in agreement before releasing Draco.
The blond noticed that Harry\'s lips were starting to turn a light shade of blue so Draco cast a drying spell on Harry\'s clothes, and took off his outer robe with the slytherin patch, and cast a drying spell on that too. To Harry\'s amazement, the slytherin took off his outer robe and threw it over Harry\'s shoulders.
\"What about you? Your still wet, you just dried your outer robe...Won\'t you be cold?\" Harry asked, a worried expression adorning his face. Draco snorted.
\"Like I told you before, I\'m used to the cold, and I like it.\" He replied while walking side by side with Harry back to the castle.
\"Why are you even helping me?\" Harry asked, looking over at Draco, who didn\'t reply. Harry cast his look to the ground in front of him.
They walked back in a uncomfortable silence. Once they arrived to the castle, Harry watched Draco as he cast a drying charm on himself, taking off the blond\'s slytherin robes, he tried to hand it back, but only to have his hand pushed back towards him.
\"You can keep it even if you aren\'t in Slytherin house. Besides, I\'ve got a whole closet full of them.\" Draco said while running a pale slender hand through his hair.
\"What would you say if I told you that the sorting hat wanted to place me in Slytherin?\" Harry asked, watching as Draco\'s eyes widened.
\"Your joking right?\" The blond asked the other, watching the green eyes, finding no trace of dishonesty.
\"No, I\'m not. The sorting hat told me that I would do well in Slytherin, and that I could be great. It even said that my house mates would help me achieve greatness.\" Draco was speechless for a few seconds before responding.
\"Really? Why weren\'t you sorted into Slytherin?\" Draco asked, raising a perfect golden brow.
\"Well, actually I asked it to sort me into any other house besides Slytherin...The reason I did it was because Hagrid told me that most slytherins go bad. And you also helped prove that point when you made fun of Ron that day I met you.\" Harry finished, looking at Draco, waiting for a reply.
\"Not all of us are bad, and I guess I did help prove that point now didn\'t I? Anyway Scar Head, I have to go. Just because of what happened today, and what you just told me, doesn\'t mean that were friends...\" Draco said before turning on his heel to head back to Slytherin dungeons, leaving a somewhat hurt Harry behind.
\"I know that we\'re not friends, and I know that what happened today meant nothing to you...But you should realize that it meant so much to me...every time I\'m with you, every second, I\'m falling even harder for you...\" Harry said to the spot where Draco was previously standing. Sighing, Harry ran a hand through his hair, and went to the Gryffindor tower.
HpHpHpHpHp
Draco was in his room, sitting on his bed, writing something on a piece of parchment. \"I think...I know what to do, but how do I do it is the question.\" Draco said to himself, setting the paper on his night stand. Lying down, Draco rolled on to his side, thinking of all kinds of things that had to do with Harry\'s journal. The black book that Harry owned, and wrote in, still made Draco uneasy to be around Harry now. \"What should I do?\"
AN:On the part where Harry was telling Draco that he was almost sorted into slytherin, I think I got it pretty much close to what the sorting hat said to Harry. I\'m not to sure. now leave a review please.
RATING: R
\'Thoughts\'
(authors note, sound effects)
\"Talking\"
HpHpHpHpHp - Scene Change
Disclaimer:Don\'t own Harry Potter, just this fic.
Giving In Chapter 10: What should I do?
It has been two weeks since Draco read Harry\'s journal, and we now find both of the boys in double potions class. Harry wasn\'t paying any attention to Snape\'s boring lecture. He was drawing little black hearts with his quill on his potions assignment, not noticing when the potions master started to yell at him.
\'Hmmm I wonder whatit would be like to go out with Draco...\' He wondered. Suddenly a hand flew down on top of his paper. Looking up, he found himself staring into the angry eyes of Snape.
\"Mr. Potter, I suggest that you pay attention, if you want to get anywhere in your pathetic life. 10 points from gryffindor.\" Snape withdrew his hand and was about to head back to the front of the classroom, but there was a tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw that Harry was standing on his feet, glaring at him.
\"My life is no more pathetic than yours...Snivelly.\" Harry knew what his father had called Snape when he was in school many years ago. Snape held back the urge to strangle the boy, so he settled for his best death glare he could muster.
\"Do not call me that. I\'m sure you know why...\" Snape trailed in a deadly and quiet voice.
\"Oh, of course I do, my dear professor. I cannot help but laugh at the pet name that my father so graciously gave you.\" Snape\'s temper was rising very quickly, as his paper white face started to get red with anger.
\"Mr. Potter, one more word out of your mouth and you will wish that you never said that. 20 points from gryffindor for being insufferable.\" Snape said as he turned and walked to the front of the class to continue with his lecture.
\"Asshole.\" Harry muttered as he sat down in his seat. The entire class stared at Harry before continuing to take notes. As everyone started taking notes, only Draco\'s eyeslingered on Harry. Harry looked up and saw Draco staring, but when the blond knew that he was caught, he quickly turned back to his notes.
HpHpHpHpHp
Draco thought about the journal he read 2 weeks ago, it was confusing. Draco always thought that when they kissed, or did things like that, that it was just a joke. When Draco stripped after curfew and said that he was seducing Harry, he knew that he was just joking around, but didn\'t know that it really did mean anything to Harry. And the time when Draco got the letter from his father, when Harry hugged Draco in front of the school, he didn\'t know what to think of it.
And when he woke up in the Gryffindor tower with Harry in his arms, he thought that Harry was just fucking around. Draco just kissed Harry in front of all the Gryffindor boys to mess around with their heads. He had no idea that all along Harry actually liked him. He thought over what to do, so he decided that he\'ll just see what will happen.
Walking along the corridors, Draco decided that he would go to the quidditch pitch for some solitude. On the way there, the moon peeked over the clouds and it started to rain, not that Draco cared about getting wet or anything. When he was there, he made his way to the stands. Upon getting to the Slytherin section, he sat on the very top stand, looking over the field.
\"Even if I\'m just going to let things sort themselves out, I\'m still at a loss. I don\'t know what to do...Should I even let things sort themselves out? Perhaps I should just talk to Potter about it.\" Draco said to himself, tilting his head back and closing his eyes, allowing the rain to hit his pale face and run through his hair.
\"Show me a sign Merlin!\" Right after the words left his mouth a bolt of lightning that looked exactly like Harry\'s scar cut through the air. \"Oh, wow, thanks a lot. Exactly what I need, something that has to do with Potter.\" Draco mumbled, his head still tilted back.
HpHpHpHpHp
Harry was outside in the quidditch pitch in his victorian black mourning coat again. It was very cold outside, well of course it would be, it was January. If his coat got wet he could just cast a drying charm on it anyway. Harry was walking along the stands, knowing that Draco was in the Slytherin section.
So Harry made his way up to the Gryffindor section and sat down, directly across from Draco. \'Well well well, speak of the devil...look who decided to join me...\' Draco thought watching Harry\'s every move. Harry decided to be a smart ass, so he cast Sonarus on his voice and took a deep breath before yelling.
\"HI DRACO!!! WHY ARE YOU OUT HERE??? YOU\'LL CATCH A COLD!!!\" His voice boomed across the pitch, making Draco jump about 5 feet in the air, and cover his ears. The people that were close enough to the pitch looked up at Harry.
\"What the hell does that dumbass thinks hes doing?!?\" Draco screamed to himself.
\"WHAT WAS THAT MY DEAR PRINCE?? I DIDN\'T CATCH THAT! COULD YOU SAY IT A LITTLE LOUDER...LIKE THIS LOUD!!!!\" Harry\'s voice got about 2 times louder at his last sentence. Draco shot onto his feet and ran all the way from the Slytherin stands to the Gryffindor stands. He was about 30 feet from Harry and still running.
\"WHY ARE YOU OVER HERE DRACO???\" He yelled knowing that he was pissing the blond off. \'So much for solitude.\' Draco thought as he reached Harrys coated form. Draco jumped off the ground and landed on top of Harry, covering his mouth with his hand. Draco was sitting on top of Harry\'s waist, while Harry had his back pressed to the wet ground of the stands.
\"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING POTTER?!?\" Draco shrieked, then casting the spell that made Harry\'s voice go back to normal, then removed his hand from Harry\'s mouth.
\"Hi Draco! Why are you over here? Did I piss you off?\" Harry said while grinning like a complete idiot. Draco sighed and frowned before yelling.
\"Like hell you did! Never do that again lest you wish to die! I came here for some solitude, and what do I get??? YOU! AND YOUR STUPID VOICE!\" Harry looked slightly hurt, but just grinned still.\"ARRGG! AND WIPE THAT LOOK OFF YOUR FACE!!\" Draco yelled, his voice echoing through the air. Both of the boys were completely soaked, and Draco\'s hair amazingly, remained slicked back, only a few strands falling in front of his eyes.
\"Okay, alright, I\'m sorry Draco, I couldn\'t help it. You should have seen the look on your face though.\" Harry said, trying not to laugh at the look that Draco gave him.
\"Your such an idiot Potter, has anyone ever told you that besides me?\" Harry thought for a moment before nodding with a slight grin on his face. Draco rolled his eyes.
\"Figures.\" He stated before rolling off of Harry and standing up again.
\"Where are you going now?\" Harry asked standing up as well.
\"I guess I\'ll just hang around the pitch, I still want my solitude, but with you around, I don\'t know if thats possible...\" Draco said, then sitting on the nearest seat. Harry sat next to him.
\"What are you doing Potter?\" Harry shrugged, then leaned over and wrapped his arms around Draco\'s waist and started to nuzzle his head on his shoulder. \"ACK! What are you doing?! Don\'t you see that I still have a reputation around this school!? I can\'t be seen with you like this!\" Draco exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air, then trying to push Harry away from him. But Harry\'s grip was to strong, and Draco didn\'t feel like using all his energy on this.
\"Okay, fine, but if anyone sees me with you like this, I blame you.\" Draco said, sighing, and looking down at the smiling happy Harry Potter.
\"Your so warm Draco, and I\'m so cold...hold me.\" Harry said, fighting off the oncoming blush that creeped onto his cheeks. Draco looked down at the boy before speaking.
\"Its official, your crazy Potter. And who would have guessed that the famous Harry Potter liked to be held?\" Draco said, rolling his eyes, staring at the rain hitting the field. Harry looked up and his eyes met with Draco\'s before blushing completely.
\"If you tell anyone, I swear I\'ll poison your next drink at dinner.\" Harry said, shuddering at the cold. Draco felt the shiver that ran through Harry\'s body.
\"We better go in, if we stay out any longer, we\'ll catch colds.\" Harry nodded in agreement before releasing Draco.
The blond noticed that Harry\'s lips were starting to turn a light shade of blue so Draco cast a drying spell on Harry\'s clothes, and took off his outer robe with the slytherin patch, and cast a drying spell on that too. To Harry\'s amazement, the slytherin took off his outer robe and threw it over Harry\'s shoulders.
\"What about you? Your still wet, you just dried your outer robe...Won\'t you be cold?\" Harry asked, a worried expression adorning his face. Draco snorted.
\"Like I told you before, I\'m used to the cold, and I like it.\" He replied while walking side by side with Harry back to the castle.
\"Why are you even helping me?\" Harry asked, looking over at Draco, who didn\'t reply. Harry cast his look to the ground in front of him.
They walked back in a uncomfortable silence. Once they arrived to the castle, Harry watched Draco as he cast a drying charm on himself, taking off the blond\'s slytherin robes, he tried to hand it back, but only to have his hand pushed back towards him.
\"You can keep it even if you aren\'t in Slytherin house. Besides, I\'ve got a whole closet full of them.\" Draco said while running a pale slender hand through his hair.
\"What would you say if I told you that the sorting hat wanted to place me in Slytherin?\" Harry asked, watching as Draco\'s eyes widened.
\"Your joking right?\" The blond asked the other, watching the green eyes, finding no trace of dishonesty.
\"No, I\'m not. The sorting hat told me that I would do well in Slytherin, and that I could be great. It even said that my house mates would help me achieve greatness.\" Draco was speechless for a few seconds before responding.
\"Really? Why weren\'t you sorted into Slytherin?\" Draco asked, raising a perfect golden brow.
\"Well, actually I asked it to sort me into any other house besides Slytherin...The reason I did it was because Hagrid told me that most slytherins go bad. And you also helped prove that point when you made fun of Ron that day I met you.\" Harry finished, looking at Draco, waiting for a reply.
\"Not all of us are bad, and I guess I did help prove that point now didn\'t I? Anyway Scar Head, I have to go. Just because of what happened today, and what you just told me, doesn\'t mean that were friends...\" Draco said before turning on his heel to head back to Slytherin dungeons, leaving a somewhat hurt Harry behind.
\"I know that we\'re not friends, and I know that what happened today meant nothing to you...But you should realize that it meant so much to me...every time I\'m with you, every second, I\'m falling even harder for you...\" Harry said to the spot where Draco was previously standing. Sighing, Harry ran a hand through his hair, and went to the Gryffindor tower.
HpHpHpHpHp
Draco was in his room, sitting on his bed, writing something on a piece of parchment. \"I think...I know what to do, but how do I do it is the question.\" Draco said to himself, setting the paper on his night stand. Lying down, Draco rolled on to his side, thinking of all kinds of things that had to do with Harry\'s journal. The black book that Harry owned, and wrote in, still made Draco uneasy to be around Harry now. \"What should I do?\"
AN:On the part where Harry was telling Draco that he was almost sorted into slytherin, I think I got it pretty much close to what the sorting hat said to Harry. I\'m not to sure. now leave a review please.