Pretty Prey
folder
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
31,847
Reviews:
363
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
20
Views:
31,847
Reviews:
363
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 17
OK hi and sorry I didn't update sooner, my mum was breaking up with her man of 8 years and it's been really tough, plus it's Christmas tomorrow!!!!
YAY!!!
Thanks to all my nice reviewers (because I love reading what you guys write)
265
GrimWriter, yesIam, dark_samira, Elric Maxwell, maria joao, Ukagau, SuicidalBunni, Moyima, momoko
thrnbrooke (Lol, you're not going to get it if you guess... did you update twice? wow you are impatient)
Yana (It's the evilness isn't it? Other than that I'm a girl so no I'm not completely like Draco)
Kireania (Wow, no one is geting the clues I put out)
Slashy Snitch (How did I think of it? Umm I'n not really sure. I just thought of something I would want to read and wrote it, and thought of the twists as I was going along (lol), didn't really plan it or anything...)
vibora (*Gives tissue*)
wizli (Eight is really funny in this chapter (I laughed while writing it) But Draco's progress should move along quite nicely in this chapter)
frozenrose (Nope I'm not going to clear up any questions about the love potion..or anything...because I'm mean and like to torture my readers *grins*)
punkin02 (Don't worry Hermione hasn't vanished, she only occasionally goes missing)
Zoomi (Don't worry everyone is confused about the Hermione thing... they're meant to be. And the snake's name is Eight (odd name I know). I'm glad you like it)
GreenEyedCat (his personality is starting to change)
ok I'm prewarning everyone now that this chapter is rather short and slightly boring (except with Eight cause he rocks), cause I havent had much time to write it.
Chapter 17
----------
It had been a few weeks from the Library incident and not much had really changed.
Hermione and Ron were still acting weird, he was pretty sure Ginny had taken to stalking him and Eight was still proclaiming that he was a God among snakes.
Although as it got colder and the first slivers of snow began to fall, Draco’s behavior changed slightly, and come to think about it so had his own.
Draco had taken up to hiding in dark alleyways or cupboards when he knew that Harry was going to come past and then he would snake his arm out pull him into the dark and start to snog him senseless.
Harry didn’t mind this as much anymore because Draco always seemed to know when he was feeling insecure or upset and he would hold him in his arms and Harry would practically melt with Draco whispering things into his ear like “You belong to me” and “No one will ever take me away from you, not even the dark lord” Draco had seen finally understood what Harry had meant by having to fight the dark lord when he started sharing dreams with Harry.
Draco and Harry had been fighting for almost a week after Library incident when Draco had been viciously ripped out from his wet dream of Harry and into a crazy man’s mind where he watched Death eaters mutilate, violate and torture innocent people.
When Draco had woken up at two in the morning from screaming; he had rushed up the castles stairs and into Harry’s room where he held Harry close to his chest.
Harry still didn’t know how Draco had managed to get the password for Gryffindor and Draco wasn’t prepared to tell him.
They hadn’t had sex either which was slightly unusual, but Harry reasoned it was Draco’s way of showing then both that their actions weren’t influenced by a love potion.
He also secretly hoped it was because Draco wanted to get to know him aswell.
They had started talking.... well kind of.
Harry just found it hard to start to talk when he was melting in Draco’s arms.
Most of the time a comfortable silence would reside between them because they could feel each others emotions, there wasn’t really a use speaking about it.
But even as all of this was going on, he still thought Draco could be an arsehole... well part of Harry still thought that at least.
The other part of Harry would quite happily surrender to the blonds ministrations and inform his mind that Draco was the perfect bond-mate.
Harry sat happily stroking Hedwig, because of Eight he hadn’t been out to see her much.
When Harry tried to introduce the two a week ago Eight had taken one look at her before screaming and slithering away as fast as he could in the opposite direction.
All the while he was yelling “It’s going to eat me!!”
Harry had the slightest feeling that Eight was scared of Hedwig... but he really couldn’t blame him, after all Eight was only thirty centimeters long and was non-poisonous.
Meaning that Eight really didn’t have much protection against enemies.
For Hedwig’s own part she just looked at the fretting snake and clocked her head side ways, giving Harry an ‘is-this-snake-for-real’ look.
There was only two days left until everyone left Hogwarts to go home for Christmas.
Only a few people, including him, had put their names down for staying over the holidays in Gryffindor.
Surprisingly Ron and Hermione were included in that list, though he didn’t know why.
He knew that Hermione’s family always went over seas to an exotic location and would have a marvelous time together as a family.
He also knew that Ron’s family always had a large Christmas all together. So it came as rather a surprise when both of them elected to stay.
Harry didn’t know whether Draco was staying or not, they hadn’t talked about it.
Harry hated being dependent on him for his touch to sooth the burn of others, but he had yet to come up with another way to stop the curse.
Harry sighed, knowing he would have to seek the blond out and ask him what he was doing for Christmas... damn.
Grudgingly leaving Hedwig, he went in search of his captor.
----------
Draco sat at the lake quietly taking in his surroundings.
So much had happened in such a short time, his life had been completely turned around and he found himself enjoying the company of a certain brunette more and more each day.
He had finally worked up the courage to send his mother a letter, explaining his relationship with Harry, but he didn’t know where to start or how to say it.
Dear mother a curse went wrong and now I’m in a relationship with Harry Potter, who by the way is also bound to a psycho maniac and I’m renouncing the Dark Lord.... nope probably not the best way to put the letter.
Draco sighed, wrapping his coat tighter around him he looking at the blank parchment in his hand, half hoping that words would magically appear.
Nope...apparently magic just doesn’t work that way, it can be used to turn rabbits into kettles, make powerful curses, heal and even kill. But magic can’t help you when it comes to confessing secret liaisons to family...crap.
Draco knew that his mother didn’t follow the Dark Lord, she wasn’t marked, but she wasn’t a stupid woman either.
His mother followed the Dark lord only because her husband did and it provided her protection from both Voldemort and Lucius.
But now that he was in Azkaban Draco’s mother remained neutral until either Draco made a decision about what side he wanted to join or Lucius somehow got out of jail.
Narcissa was a smart woman, and could be very sly, she did what ever she could to keep her family running and making sure that Draco lived to provide the next generation of Malfoy’s.
Draco sighed and attempted to begin his letter again.
Dear mother
Draco stopped, he needed a distraction.
“Hi” A voice popped out from behind him and feeling the bond pulsing in a rather nice way he knew it was Harry.
Draco stood up, pulled Harry into his arms and made them both sit in the cove of the tree so that know one else could see them.
“Hi,” Draco mumbled while breathing in the scent that was Harry.
“Are you sniffing me?” Harry asked, his voice alight with amusement.
“So what is I am. You are mine to sniff, when ever I please.” He mumbled into Harry’s hair.
“What are you doing?” Harry asked, while picking up Draco’s parchment. “Writing to your mother? About what?” He asked reading the first two words.
“You” Draco stated simply and distracted himself by stroking his fingers along Harry’s stomach.
He loved the reaction that this caused, where Harry would practically melt into him.
“Me? Why me?” Draco sighed, knowing that Harry was as stubborn as he was and would give this up.
“I’m going to tell her that we are involved and that I’m switching sides of the war.” Draco answered simply and went back to making Harry melt.
“Oh” Harry answered, before continuing. “What are you doing for Christmas?” Harry asked, changing the subject.
“I’m staying at Hogwarts with you.”
Harry blinked for a couple of seconds, he had assumed that Draco would go back home to his mother.
Not that he was going to complain or anything.
The temperature had dropped by now and it looked to be the beginning of a snow storm, so Draco suggested they go back inside.
Abandoning his parchment and quill, he and Harry made their way back inside.
“Harry” Draco started, not really sure what he was trying to ask.
“Yes?” Harry perked up.
“If you were gong to write a letter like that what would you say?”
Harry bit his bottom lip and thought.
“Well normally the truth works best, but in this situation I would just tell her that you have done some soul searching and have finally decided what you want in life and unfortunately that doesn’t involve you father’s views.” Harry concluded and left Draco standing there with his mouth gaping.
‘Since when did Harry sound so Slytherin?’
----------
Okay that's it, rather short I know
I wish it snowed here *sigh* nope for Christmas we get sun, sun and more sun. Oh well at least I get to go to the beach and pools and stuff
(I love Australia *winks*)
Okay please remember to REVIEW
(and yes before you point it out my punctustion and grammar was rather terrible in this chapter... I'll go back and fix it up after Christmas)
REVIEW
love from
Shadow
YAY!!!
Thanks to all my nice reviewers (because I love reading what you guys write)
265
GrimWriter, yesIam, dark_samira, Elric Maxwell, maria joao, Ukagau, SuicidalBunni, Moyima, momoko
thrnbrooke (Lol, you're not going to get it if you guess... did you update twice? wow you are impatient)
Yana (It's the evilness isn't it? Other than that I'm a girl so no I'm not completely like Draco)
Kireania (Wow, no one is geting the clues I put out)
Slashy Snitch (How did I think of it? Umm I'n not really sure. I just thought of something I would want to read and wrote it, and thought of the twists as I was going along (lol), didn't really plan it or anything...)
vibora (*Gives tissue*)
wizli (Eight is really funny in this chapter (I laughed while writing it) But Draco's progress should move along quite nicely in this chapter)
frozenrose (Nope I'm not going to clear up any questions about the love potion..or anything...because I'm mean and like to torture my readers *grins*)
punkin02 (Don't worry Hermione hasn't vanished, she only occasionally goes missing)
Zoomi (Don't worry everyone is confused about the Hermione thing... they're meant to be. And the snake's name is Eight (odd name I know). I'm glad you like it)
GreenEyedCat (his personality is starting to change)
ok I'm prewarning everyone now that this chapter is rather short and slightly boring (except with Eight cause he rocks), cause I havent had much time to write it.
Chapter 17
----------
It had been a few weeks from the Library incident and not much had really changed.
Hermione and Ron were still acting weird, he was pretty sure Ginny had taken to stalking him and Eight was still proclaiming that he was a God among snakes.
Although as it got colder and the first slivers of snow began to fall, Draco’s behavior changed slightly, and come to think about it so had his own.
Draco had taken up to hiding in dark alleyways or cupboards when he knew that Harry was going to come past and then he would snake his arm out pull him into the dark and start to snog him senseless.
Harry didn’t mind this as much anymore because Draco always seemed to know when he was feeling insecure or upset and he would hold him in his arms and Harry would practically melt with Draco whispering things into his ear like “You belong to me” and “No one will ever take me away from you, not even the dark lord” Draco had seen finally understood what Harry had meant by having to fight the dark lord when he started sharing dreams with Harry.
Draco and Harry had been fighting for almost a week after Library incident when Draco had been viciously ripped out from his wet dream of Harry and into a crazy man’s mind where he watched Death eaters mutilate, violate and torture innocent people.
When Draco had woken up at two in the morning from screaming; he had rushed up the castles stairs and into Harry’s room where he held Harry close to his chest.
Harry still didn’t know how Draco had managed to get the password for Gryffindor and Draco wasn’t prepared to tell him.
They hadn’t had sex either which was slightly unusual, but Harry reasoned it was Draco’s way of showing then both that their actions weren’t influenced by a love potion.
He also secretly hoped it was because Draco wanted to get to know him aswell.
They had started talking.... well kind of.
Harry just found it hard to start to talk when he was melting in Draco’s arms.
Most of the time a comfortable silence would reside between them because they could feel each others emotions, there wasn’t really a use speaking about it.
But even as all of this was going on, he still thought Draco could be an arsehole... well part of Harry still thought that at least.
The other part of Harry would quite happily surrender to the blonds ministrations and inform his mind that Draco was the perfect bond-mate.
Harry sat happily stroking Hedwig, because of Eight he hadn’t been out to see her much.
When Harry tried to introduce the two a week ago Eight had taken one look at her before screaming and slithering away as fast as he could in the opposite direction.
All the while he was yelling “It’s going to eat me!!”
Harry had the slightest feeling that Eight was scared of Hedwig... but he really couldn’t blame him, after all Eight was only thirty centimeters long and was non-poisonous.
Meaning that Eight really didn’t have much protection against enemies.
For Hedwig’s own part she just looked at the fretting snake and clocked her head side ways, giving Harry an ‘is-this-snake-for-real’ look.
There was only two days left until everyone left Hogwarts to go home for Christmas.
Only a few people, including him, had put their names down for staying over the holidays in Gryffindor.
Surprisingly Ron and Hermione were included in that list, though he didn’t know why.
He knew that Hermione’s family always went over seas to an exotic location and would have a marvelous time together as a family.
He also knew that Ron’s family always had a large Christmas all together. So it came as rather a surprise when both of them elected to stay.
Harry didn’t know whether Draco was staying or not, they hadn’t talked about it.
Harry hated being dependent on him for his touch to sooth the burn of others, but he had yet to come up with another way to stop the curse.
Harry sighed, knowing he would have to seek the blond out and ask him what he was doing for Christmas... damn.
Grudgingly leaving Hedwig, he went in search of his captor.
----------
Draco sat at the lake quietly taking in his surroundings.
So much had happened in such a short time, his life had been completely turned around and he found himself enjoying the company of a certain brunette more and more each day.
He had finally worked up the courage to send his mother a letter, explaining his relationship with Harry, but he didn’t know where to start or how to say it.
Dear mother a curse went wrong and now I’m in a relationship with Harry Potter, who by the way is also bound to a psycho maniac and I’m renouncing the Dark Lord.... nope probably not the best way to put the letter.
Draco sighed, wrapping his coat tighter around him he looking at the blank parchment in his hand, half hoping that words would magically appear.
Nope...apparently magic just doesn’t work that way, it can be used to turn rabbits into kettles, make powerful curses, heal and even kill. But magic can’t help you when it comes to confessing secret liaisons to family...crap.
Draco knew that his mother didn’t follow the Dark Lord, she wasn’t marked, but she wasn’t a stupid woman either.
His mother followed the Dark lord only because her husband did and it provided her protection from both Voldemort and Lucius.
But now that he was in Azkaban Draco’s mother remained neutral until either Draco made a decision about what side he wanted to join or Lucius somehow got out of jail.
Narcissa was a smart woman, and could be very sly, she did what ever she could to keep her family running and making sure that Draco lived to provide the next generation of Malfoy’s.
Draco sighed and attempted to begin his letter again.
Dear mother
Draco stopped, he needed a distraction.
“Hi” A voice popped out from behind him and feeling the bond pulsing in a rather nice way he knew it was Harry.
Draco stood up, pulled Harry into his arms and made them both sit in the cove of the tree so that know one else could see them.
“Hi,” Draco mumbled while breathing in the scent that was Harry.
“Are you sniffing me?” Harry asked, his voice alight with amusement.
“So what is I am. You are mine to sniff, when ever I please.” He mumbled into Harry’s hair.
“What are you doing?” Harry asked, while picking up Draco’s parchment. “Writing to your mother? About what?” He asked reading the first two words.
“You” Draco stated simply and distracted himself by stroking his fingers along Harry’s stomach.
He loved the reaction that this caused, where Harry would practically melt into him.
“Me? Why me?” Draco sighed, knowing that Harry was as stubborn as he was and would give this up.
“I’m going to tell her that we are involved and that I’m switching sides of the war.” Draco answered simply and went back to making Harry melt.
“Oh” Harry answered, before continuing. “What are you doing for Christmas?” Harry asked, changing the subject.
“I’m staying at Hogwarts with you.”
Harry blinked for a couple of seconds, he had assumed that Draco would go back home to his mother.
Not that he was going to complain or anything.
The temperature had dropped by now and it looked to be the beginning of a snow storm, so Draco suggested they go back inside.
Abandoning his parchment and quill, he and Harry made their way back inside.
“Harry” Draco started, not really sure what he was trying to ask.
“Yes?” Harry perked up.
“If you were gong to write a letter like that what would you say?”
Harry bit his bottom lip and thought.
“Well normally the truth works best, but in this situation I would just tell her that you have done some soul searching and have finally decided what you want in life and unfortunately that doesn’t involve you father’s views.” Harry concluded and left Draco standing there with his mouth gaping.
‘Since when did Harry sound so Slytherin?’
----------
Okay that's it, rather short I know
I wish it snowed here *sigh* nope for Christmas we get sun, sun and more sun. Oh well at least I get to go to the beach and pools and stuff
(I love Australia *winks*)
Okay please remember to REVIEW
(and yes before you point it out my punctustion and grammar was rather terrible in this chapter... I'll go back and fix it up after Christmas)
REVIEW
love from
Shadow