War of the Heart
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
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4,188
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14
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Chapter 10 - The Daily Prophet
A/N: This is a short chapter, sorry for that, hope you enjoy it nonetheless!I'll upload as soon as Ive written chap 11!
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CHAPTER 10 The Daily Prophet
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Harry had the most wonderful dream. Malfoy had spoken to him, they had kissed, and he had fallen asleep in his arms.. Harry blinked, noticing how this bed didn't feel like his.And that he wasn't alone in the bed.He grasped for his glasses, and found them. He put them on, and blinked. And blinked again. Draco was lying on his side, smiling in his sleep. They were both dressed. Somehow it felt like a relief. Harry looked at Draco, trying to decide whether or not waking him was a good idea. He decided against it, feeling shameful and confused, when he should have been feeling happy and in love. He pulled the curtains aside, and crept out of the bed,slow and silent like a serpent.
He noticed how dark it was outside, and realized he had to get back to his dormitory, before anyone missed him. Harry snuck out of Dracos bedroom,the chair standing beside the door, door unlocked, listening intently for other Slytherins, which would probably curse him green if they saw him in their midst.He was just through the common room, no one in sight. He tiptoed towards the portrait hole, when it swung open, and Blaise Zabini stared him right in the face, eyes flickering to the obvious lovebites on Harrys neck.Harry blushed, but didn't speak.Blaise eyes narrowed,he waited a long second,but let him slip past. The second Harry got out he ran for it back to the common room.
"Harry!Where have you been !?" Hermione yelled at him the second he got inside the portrait hole after a narrow escape from Filch. "I..eh.." Ron looked at him,eyes wide. "Harry? You've got hickeys !" Harry reddened, trying to hint wordlessly to Ron that he had to shut up,but it wasn't getting through. "I..ehm.." Hermione pulled Harry over to the fire, and sat him down. "You've been with him all this time?" She spat the word out,as were it a curse. Harry could only nod. "And did you sleep together?!" Her stern voice was on the verge of hysteria. "Hermione!" Ron was outraged. Hary cleared his throat. "Well,yes, but.." Their faces was a study in shock an disgust. "But we only slept!" Hermione arched her brows, on the brink of attack, it seemed. "Harry.Tell me, and tell me now .. what happened?!" Harry looked at her, she had never looked so furious before, and he really couldn't see what the reason was for that.
"Well, we spoke..he likes me back..and..we kissed." Harry didn't want to give away a secret that wasn't his to give, but it was fairly obvious, with the hickeys and all.Ron looked at him. "And...?" Harry shrugged. "And then I feel asleep, and I just woke up, so I ran here, where I get the third degree." Hermione exhaled loudly. "Good.Are you insane,Harry?!They're Slytherins,remember?What do you think would've happened if one of them saw you with him?They'd think that you had him Imperioed or something!" Harry felt a bit of embarrassment at this point. He hadn't thought it out, he'd just followed Malfoy. "One of them did see me.Blaise Zabini.But nothing happened.He already knew Malfoy likes me." But Harry couldn't help but feeling restless. Something felt really wrong about this.
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They were early down at breakfast. The Slytherins hadn't arrived.
The morning paper arrived, the Quibbler, gossip magazines and the like. Harry scanned the front pages, the headlines and found nothing of interest. Hermione were far into one of her favourite gossip magazines,Witch Weekly, when she turned the page, and choked on her morning tea. "Oh no..Oh Harry!You idiot!" Harry grabbed the magazine, and saw a picture of himself, sleeping with his arms around Draco Malfoy.
"Scoop of the year for Witch Wekly, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, isn't a boy any longer - he's a man, a man's man! And his chosen boytoy is none other than son of Lucius Malfoy, infamous Death Eater, Draco Malfoy! Has Harry Potter turned against the wizarding community, or has he turned father against son? Read more inside for details." Harry groaned.He knew it had to have been Blaise. He saw looks starting to come from other people, people reading Witch Weekly, and he knew, he had to tell Draco. But how? And how would Draco react?
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CHAPTER 10 The Daily Prophet
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Harry had the most wonderful dream. Malfoy had spoken to him, they had kissed, and he had fallen asleep in his arms.. Harry blinked, noticing how this bed didn't feel like his.And that he wasn't alone in the bed.He grasped for his glasses, and found them. He put them on, and blinked. And blinked again. Draco was lying on his side, smiling in his sleep. They were both dressed. Somehow it felt like a relief. Harry looked at Draco, trying to decide whether or not waking him was a good idea. He decided against it, feeling shameful and confused, when he should have been feeling happy and in love. He pulled the curtains aside, and crept out of the bed,slow and silent like a serpent.
He noticed how dark it was outside, and realized he had to get back to his dormitory, before anyone missed him. Harry snuck out of Dracos bedroom,the chair standing beside the door, door unlocked, listening intently for other Slytherins, which would probably curse him green if they saw him in their midst.He was just through the common room, no one in sight. He tiptoed towards the portrait hole, when it swung open, and Blaise Zabini stared him right in the face, eyes flickering to the obvious lovebites on Harrys neck.Harry blushed, but didn't speak.Blaise eyes narrowed,he waited a long second,but let him slip past. The second Harry got out he ran for it back to the common room.
"Harry!Where have you been !?" Hermione yelled at him the second he got inside the portrait hole after a narrow escape from Filch. "I..eh.." Ron looked at him,eyes wide. "Harry? You've got hickeys !" Harry reddened, trying to hint wordlessly to Ron that he had to shut up,but it wasn't getting through. "I..ehm.." Hermione pulled Harry over to the fire, and sat him down. "You've been with him all this time?" She spat the word out,as were it a curse. Harry could only nod. "And did you sleep together?!" Her stern voice was on the verge of hysteria. "Hermione!" Ron was outraged. Hary cleared his throat. "Well,yes, but.." Their faces was a study in shock an disgust. "But we only slept!" Hermione arched her brows, on the brink of attack, it seemed. "Harry.Tell me, and tell me now .. what happened?!" Harry looked at her, she had never looked so furious before, and he really couldn't see what the reason was for that.
"Well, we spoke..he likes me back..and..we kissed." Harry didn't want to give away a secret that wasn't his to give, but it was fairly obvious, with the hickeys and all.Ron looked at him. "And...?" Harry shrugged. "And then I feel asleep, and I just woke up, so I ran here, where I get the third degree." Hermione exhaled loudly. "Good.Are you insane,Harry?!They're Slytherins,remember?What do you think would've happened if one of them saw you with him?They'd think that you had him Imperioed or something!" Harry felt a bit of embarrassment at this point. He hadn't thought it out, he'd just followed Malfoy. "One of them did see me.Blaise Zabini.But nothing happened.He already knew Malfoy likes me." But Harry couldn't help but feeling restless. Something felt really wrong about this.
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They were early down at breakfast. The Slytherins hadn't arrived.
The morning paper arrived, the Quibbler, gossip magazines and the like. Harry scanned the front pages, the headlines and found nothing of interest. Hermione were far into one of her favourite gossip magazines,Witch Weekly, when she turned the page, and choked on her morning tea. "Oh no..Oh Harry!You idiot!" Harry grabbed the magazine, and saw a picture of himself, sleeping with his arms around Draco Malfoy.
"Scoop of the year for Witch Wekly, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, isn't a boy any longer - he's a man, a man's man! And his chosen boytoy is none other than son of Lucius Malfoy, infamous Death Eater, Draco Malfoy! Has Harry Potter turned against the wizarding community, or has he turned father against son? Read more inside for details." Harry groaned.He knew it had to have been Blaise. He saw looks starting to come from other people, people reading Witch Weekly, and he knew, he had to tell Draco. But how? And how would Draco react?