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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
20
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31,848
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363
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Chapter 18
This chapter is actually longer then the others
I'm going to take whiteraven's advice and put my comments on the reviews down the bottom of the chapter instead (thanks for the idea)
I'm warning you now that this is a cliffy... but the next chapter shouldn't take too long to put out.
Chapter 18
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Harry sat carefully wrapping a gift on his bed, the paper shining brightly with gold and silver stars flashing occasionally.
Harry had realized that he had only two days before Christmas and had not gotten Draco a gift.
Harry seemed to rationalize that Draco would’ve already gone and bought him on, so he had snuck out of Hogwarts, under his invisibility cloak.
He had scoured the shops for what seemed like hours until he had found the perfect gift.
Harry carefully put the finishing touches on the present, before writing out a card to go with it and carefully tucked the gift under his bed.
Smiling to himself he went to sleep dreaming of Draco’s face when he saw the gift.
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Draco sat waiting patiently by the fire crate in the Slytherin common room.
He had sent his mother a letter and now she was demanding to see him.
“Draco,” A head appeared in the fire, looking directly at him.
“Hello mother,” Draco greeted her with a nod of the head.
“Good you’re here now will you please explain the contents of your last letter” Well his mother was never one for prancing around a subject.
“I assumed the letter was self explanatory,” he said curtly, not missing the thinning of his mother’s lips.
“Draco Malfoy you will not disrespect me like that and you will tell me why you sent me a letter such as that!” Draco could tell that his mother was furious, though he did acknowledge that it was his own fault.
Draco sighed and ran his hand through his hair, in a very um-Malfoyish way.
“I don’t really know where to begin,” Draco said, letting his insicurites show on his face.
“Why don’t you start from the beginning,” Narcissa commented seeming slightly worried at the expression showing on her son’s face.
Draco nodded and decided to tell his mother the truth.
Starting from the beginning he told her of the revenge, the rape (conveniently leaving out the Black library of course), how the bond started to affect him both and finally how he started to like Harry for just who he was.
All the while his mother sat listening with a pensive look on her face, as if reserving her judgment.
“Well you have been busy my son,” She said when he finished.
Narsissa sat thinking for a moment before speaking again “Well have you bought him a Christmas present?” Draco sat gaping.
“Aren’t you going to disown me or turn me in to the Dark Lord?” Draco commented.
“Draco listen to me and listen to me well, I have NEVER wanted to follow that disgusting piece of shit, excuse my language, that you call the Dark Lord.” She looked at Draco as if challenging him to fight her words, when she received none she continued.
“You have bound yourself to an enemy and have found happiness along the way.
You are happy my son and that’s all I ever wanted for you. Plus I can hardly blame Harry; you were after all you were the idiotic one that bound you two together.
So I hope the best for you both and expect to see you both in the next holidays.” She finished before popping away and leaving Draco flabbergasted.
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It was Christmas Eve and Draco was restless, he had thought long and hard about what he wanted to give to Harry for Christmas and finally decided upon something practical.
So he had bought Harry clothes... a lot of clothes
The shop manager hadn’t said anything, or commented what so ever that the clothes he was buying were too small for him.
In fact the shop manager had taken one look at who had walked into his store and had practically fainted.
Everyone knew that when a Malfoy went shopping it was with big money.
Draco had then shrunk all his packages and left instruction on the card of how to un-shrink them, he also left a message that said that Harry should burn all his other atrocious attire.
Draco paced the carpet of his room once more.
Harry had agreed to meet him in the room of requirement after tonight’s feast and exchange gifts.
Draco had spent almost an hour picking out his clothing and then another half an hour to make himself look perfect.
Draco paced the carpet of his room once more. Realizing that he was now repeating his previous steps over and over again, which may be wearing a hole in the carpet.
His body was craving to touch his bonded, ever since he had started to fight the bond and decided to prove the bond wasn’t only for sex; he had constantly craved the smaller man.
The urge was powerful, but he knew he was stronger, however he was hoping to get into Harry’s pants tonight.
Straightening the collar of his grey silk shirt he gathered the courage to go to the hall and see his Harry.
‘Why do I feel like a giddy thirteen year old going on their first date?’
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Harry entered the Great Hall with an excitement building in his stomach.
He had been so excited about him and Draco meeting that he had even attempted to flatten his hair (though that hadn’t worked out so well).
All that was left in the Hall was one table where all the chairs where close-nit.
Harry sat down across from Hermione and Ron and next to a Ravenclaw he didn’t know.
Harry noticed that Hermione had a different look on her face, almost like a far off look; like she didn’t quite know where she was.
The Ravenclaw next to him leered over at him and Harry suddenly felt very self-conscious.
Pulling at his collar and wondering when dinner would be served, Harry didn’t notice that the Ravenclaw had started to talk to him.
“-do you think?” Where the only words he caught as he realized the boy was talking to him.
Harry turned to face him, he was tall; practically towering over him, with black hair and hazel eyes that seemed to peer out from his slightly cold face.
“Pardon?” Harry asked.
“I said that these dinners are usually a bore, while we have to wait for everything. What do you think?” His eyes glimmering slightly.
“Umm yeah, I guess so,” Harry wondered to himself why the Ravenclaw seemed to make his skin crawl.
The Ravenclaw moved over slight and extended his hand “I’m Andrew” Harry took it and almost shuddered as he seemed to move in closer, moving into his own personal space.
‘Get out of my privacy bubble!’ His mind seemed to scream, but all he did was smile and say “I’m Harry,” And then blushed as the boy raised his eyebrow.
“Well of course you probably know that,” Harry blubbered and raked a hand through his hair.
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Draco walked into the Great Hall not expecting to see the sight he was currently viewing.
There was his Harry with another boy practically leaning so close to him that he could’ve been trying to inhale him.
Clenching his knuckles he slowly walked into the hall, all the while repeating the same mantra in his head.
‘Don’t attack, stay calm, I can talk to Harry later’
Willing himself to not get angry he glared at the pair.
He couldn’t allow his reputation to gain anymore negative scrutiny, since the weasel incident had already tarnished it.
The Ravenclaw leaned over and said something that made Harry blush and pull his fingers through his hair.
Draco saw red; Harry was only allowed to do that sort of stuff with him and him alone!
Draco stomped over to the table and plopped into a chair, his teeth grating and the cutlery in his hands created imprints.
Throughout the whole of the dinner Draco barely tasted the meal, instead he was glaring daggers at both Harry and that retarded Ravenclaw (who he was planning to kill painfully and slowly).
Draco’s stomach almost ate itself as he saw the Ravenclaw place a hand on Harry’s thigh.
Draco quickly got up, ignoring all the calls from teachers and peers and escaped the Hall.
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Harry sat annoyed; this Andrew guy just didn’t seem to take a hint and wouldn’t fuck off.
At first Harry had put up with him, but now the comment and lured suggestions where driving him to the point of stabbing the guy in the eye with his fork.
‘Where is Eight when you need him?’ Eight had decided that Harry didn’t need the protection for today and went slither-exploring.
In other words it was the holidays so that there wasn’t many humans around to step on him, so he was taking advantage of it now before everyone came back.
The Andrew finally went one step too far when he put his hand on Harry’s knee and it felt like it burst into flames.
Harry quickly pushed the hand off, turning to him he said “Look, just stop it, I don’t want to do anything with you and want to eat my food in peace.”
Andrew seemed to finally take the ‘Oh-so-subtle-hint’ and drew his attention else where.
Harry was glad he was seeing Draco after dinner; the pain had now crept down his leg.
When the feast had finished Harry was the first one out of the Hall, barely noticing anyone as he practically ran past them.
But he didn’t get too far out of the hall when an arm grabbed him.
Harry instantly relaxing, assuming it was Draco that had pulled him into an unknown corridor, but when he looked up he saw hazel eyes.
“Hey you,” He whispered and leaning in to kiss him.
Harry tried to pull way but the taller boy had hold of his frame.
The boy’s lips brutally crashed onto his own, remembering what happened the last time he was kissed but anyone other then Draco he quickly escaped from his arms and ran upstairs.
All that was on his mind was the pain and Draco.
Harry sped up all even floors until he got to the Room of Requirement and almost whooped with joy when he saw that there was a door waiting for him
Harry walked in and was pushed so hard that he lost balance and fell on the stone floor.
Harry looked around and saw Draco with a maddened eyes and clentched fists.
They weren’t in their usual room that The Room of Requirement provided for them.
Usually they entered into a cozy room with a fire and a large couch but all that was in this room was brick walls and floors.
“How dare you” Draco hissed leaning down onto Harry, and then repeatedly kicked him in the stomach.
Harry scrambled away and tried to exit through the door, but it vanished and Draco stood in front of him with an angry sneer of his face.
His eyes were clouded with a rage and Harry could only watch as he stalked closer.
He didn’t know what the hell was wrong with him or why he had suddenly turned on Harry.
Harry stood up and positioned himself in a defense position.
Harry swung at Draco’s head as he flung towards him, colliding them both into the wall so that Harry was pinned to it.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He screamed and tried to bite his captor.
“You sleezy bitch.” Draco hissed and punched Harry in the gut.
Harry keeled over coughing out his breath, silent tear starting to trickle down his face.
“I’ll teach you” Draco whispered into his ear, “I’ll show you. I’ll make you feel the fucking pain and I’ll show you who you belong to”
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AHHHHH CLIFFY!!!!!!!!!!
aww poor Harry
287
GrimWriter, vibora, yesIam, momoko, Yana, maria joao, Sorceress, GreenEyedCat, Cortney, ucgurl001,
Ukagau (As you can see there I was trying to portray that Draco's personality is still one of a vengeful Slytherin, no matter how much he changes he will still be that..it's just in his nature. We should find out about the love potion soon. Much more clues in either the next chapter or the one after it (I have to go write it))
wizli (draco's year/mate/people/ thingys wouldn't have noticed what's going on with Draco because in the previous chapters you would have seen that Draco hates them and tries to avoid them anyway)
SugoiNoVenom (Yes I'm an Aussie through and through (It's odd for some reason everyone loves Australians) My words are pretty crappy...probably cause I don't spend so much time on it *sigh* I'll get around to it one day)
SuicidalBunni (Well i think I'de rather it be cold then about 37 degree's with no air con...plus I've never seen snow)
nightsummer (Thank you *blushes*)
ochibi-chwan (I think I'de rather freeze to death... though at least I probably wont get sick)
whiteraven (Thanks for the idea, but I do have to say no you're wrong about the guess...I don't think anyone will get it. Everyone is now wanting to call their snakes Eight! lol, I havent even put in why he's called that yet)
Z (okay I'm sorry if it seemed like I was demanding reviews... If you look back most of the time i say 'Please' because I love to hear what people think)
Kireania (Don't worry you should be able to catch up soon with the clues)
Slashy Snitch (No it wasn't the edited virsion... I haven't gotton up to that yet, but i think it was only missing a few commors and full stops.)
demon0 (Lol, you always leave rather confusing yet at the same time funny reviews...Hope to read more soon)
Okay now please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm going to take whiteraven's advice and put my comments on the reviews down the bottom of the chapter instead (thanks for the idea)
I'm warning you now that this is a cliffy... but the next chapter shouldn't take too long to put out.
Chapter 18
-----------
Harry sat carefully wrapping a gift on his bed, the paper shining brightly with gold and silver stars flashing occasionally.
Harry had realized that he had only two days before Christmas and had not gotten Draco a gift.
Harry seemed to rationalize that Draco would’ve already gone and bought him on, so he had snuck out of Hogwarts, under his invisibility cloak.
He had scoured the shops for what seemed like hours until he had found the perfect gift.
Harry carefully put the finishing touches on the present, before writing out a card to go with it and carefully tucked the gift under his bed.
Smiling to himself he went to sleep dreaming of Draco’s face when he saw the gift.
----
Draco sat waiting patiently by the fire crate in the Slytherin common room.
He had sent his mother a letter and now she was demanding to see him.
“Draco,” A head appeared in the fire, looking directly at him.
“Hello mother,” Draco greeted her with a nod of the head.
“Good you’re here now will you please explain the contents of your last letter” Well his mother was never one for prancing around a subject.
“I assumed the letter was self explanatory,” he said curtly, not missing the thinning of his mother’s lips.
“Draco Malfoy you will not disrespect me like that and you will tell me why you sent me a letter such as that!” Draco could tell that his mother was furious, though he did acknowledge that it was his own fault.
Draco sighed and ran his hand through his hair, in a very um-Malfoyish way.
“I don’t really know where to begin,” Draco said, letting his insicurites show on his face.
“Why don’t you start from the beginning,” Narcissa commented seeming slightly worried at the expression showing on her son’s face.
Draco nodded and decided to tell his mother the truth.
Starting from the beginning he told her of the revenge, the rape (conveniently leaving out the Black library of course), how the bond started to affect him both and finally how he started to like Harry for just who he was.
All the while his mother sat listening with a pensive look on her face, as if reserving her judgment.
“Well you have been busy my son,” She said when he finished.
Narsissa sat thinking for a moment before speaking again “Well have you bought him a Christmas present?” Draco sat gaping.
“Aren’t you going to disown me or turn me in to the Dark Lord?” Draco commented.
“Draco listen to me and listen to me well, I have NEVER wanted to follow that disgusting piece of shit, excuse my language, that you call the Dark Lord.” She looked at Draco as if challenging him to fight her words, when she received none she continued.
“You have bound yourself to an enemy and have found happiness along the way.
You are happy my son and that’s all I ever wanted for you. Plus I can hardly blame Harry; you were after all you were the idiotic one that bound you two together.
So I hope the best for you both and expect to see you both in the next holidays.” She finished before popping away and leaving Draco flabbergasted.
-------------
It was Christmas Eve and Draco was restless, he had thought long and hard about what he wanted to give to Harry for Christmas and finally decided upon something practical.
So he had bought Harry clothes... a lot of clothes
The shop manager hadn’t said anything, or commented what so ever that the clothes he was buying were too small for him.
In fact the shop manager had taken one look at who had walked into his store and had practically fainted.
Everyone knew that when a Malfoy went shopping it was with big money.
Draco had then shrunk all his packages and left instruction on the card of how to un-shrink them, he also left a message that said that Harry should burn all his other atrocious attire.
Draco paced the carpet of his room once more.
Harry had agreed to meet him in the room of requirement after tonight’s feast and exchange gifts.
Draco had spent almost an hour picking out his clothing and then another half an hour to make himself look perfect.
Draco paced the carpet of his room once more. Realizing that he was now repeating his previous steps over and over again, which may be wearing a hole in the carpet.
His body was craving to touch his bonded, ever since he had started to fight the bond and decided to prove the bond wasn’t only for sex; he had constantly craved the smaller man.
The urge was powerful, but he knew he was stronger, however he was hoping to get into Harry’s pants tonight.
Straightening the collar of his grey silk shirt he gathered the courage to go to the hall and see his Harry.
‘Why do I feel like a giddy thirteen year old going on their first date?’
------
Harry entered the Great Hall with an excitement building in his stomach.
He had been so excited about him and Draco meeting that he had even attempted to flatten his hair (though that hadn’t worked out so well).
All that was left in the Hall was one table where all the chairs where close-nit.
Harry sat down across from Hermione and Ron and next to a Ravenclaw he didn’t know.
Harry noticed that Hermione had a different look on her face, almost like a far off look; like she didn’t quite know where she was.
The Ravenclaw next to him leered over at him and Harry suddenly felt very self-conscious.
Pulling at his collar and wondering when dinner would be served, Harry didn’t notice that the Ravenclaw had started to talk to him.
“-do you think?” Where the only words he caught as he realized the boy was talking to him.
Harry turned to face him, he was tall; practically towering over him, with black hair and hazel eyes that seemed to peer out from his slightly cold face.
“Pardon?” Harry asked.
“I said that these dinners are usually a bore, while we have to wait for everything. What do you think?” His eyes glimmering slightly.
“Umm yeah, I guess so,” Harry wondered to himself why the Ravenclaw seemed to make his skin crawl.
The Ravenclaw moved over slight and extended his hand “I’m Andrew” Harry took it and almost shuddered as he seemed to move in closer, moving into his own personal space.
‘Get out of my privacy bubble!’ His mind seemed to scream, but all he did was smile and say “I’m Harry,” And then blushed as the boy raised his eyebrow.
“Well of course you probably know that,” Harry blubbered and raked a hand through his hair.
-----
Draco walked into the Great Hall not expecting to see the sight he was currently viewing.
There was his Harry with another boy practically leaning so close to him that he could’ve been trying to inhale him.
Clenching his knuckles he slowly walked into the hall, all the while repeating the same mantra in his head.
‘Don’t attack, stay calm, I can talk to Harry later’
Willing himself to not get angry he glared at the pair.
He couldn’t allow his reputation to gain anymore negative scrutiny, since the weasel incident had already tarnished it.
The Ravenclaw leaned over and said something that made Harry blush and pull his fingers through his hair.
Draco saw red; Harry was only allowed to do that sort of stuff with him and him alone!
Draco stomped over to the table and plopped into a chair, his teeth grating and the cutlery in his hands created imprints.
Throughout the whole of the dinner Draco barely tasted the meal, instead he was glaring daggers at both Harry and that retarded Ravenclaw (who he was planning to kill painfully and slowly).
Draco’s stomach almost ate itself as he saw the Ravenclaw place a hand on Harry’s thigh.
Draco quickly got up, ignoring all the calls from teachers and peers and escaped the Hall.
------
Harry sat annoyed; this Andrew guy just didn’t seem to take a hint and wouldn’t fuck off.
At first Harry had put up with him, but now the comment and lured suggestions where driving him to the point of stabbing the guy in the eye with his fork.
‘Where is Eight when you need him?’ Eight had decided that Harry didn’t need the protection for today and went slither-exploring.
In other words it was the holidays so that there wasn’t many humans around to step on him, so he was taking advantage of it now before everyone came back.
The Andrew finally went one step too far when he put his hand on Harry’s knee and it felt like it burst into flames.
Harry quickly pushed the hand off, turning to him he said “Look, just stop it, I don’t want to do anything with you and want to eat my food in peace.”
Andrew seemed to finally take the ‘Oh-so-subtle-hint’ and drew his attention else where.
Harry was glad he was seeing Draco after dinner; the pain had now crept down his leg.
When the feast had finished Harry was the first one out of the Hall, barely noticing anyone as he practically ran past them.
But he didn’t get too far out of the hall when an arm grabbed him.
Harry instantly relaxing, assuming it was Draco that had pulled him into an unknown corridor, but when he looked up he saw hazel eyes.
“Hey you,” He whispered and leaning in to kiss him.
Harry tried to pull way but the taller boy had hold of his frame.
The boy’s lips brutally crashed onto his own, remembering what happened the last time he was kissed but anyone other then Draco he quickly escaped from his arms and ran upstairs.
All that was on his mind was the pain and Draco.
Harry sped up all even floors until he got to the Room of Requirement and almost whooped with joy when he saw that there was a door waiting for him
Harry walked in and was pushed so hard that he lost balance and fell on the stone floor.
Harry looked around and saw Draco with a maddened eyes and clentched fists.
They weren’t in their usual room that The Room of Requirement provided for them.
Usually they entered into a cozy room with a fire and a large couch but all that was in this room was brick walls and floors.
“How dare you” Draco hissed leaning down onto Harry, and then repeatedly kicked him in the stomach.
Harry scrambled away and tried to exit through the door, but it vanished and Draco stood in front of him with an angry sneer of his face.
His eyes were clouded with a rage and Harry could only watch as he stalked closer.
He didn’t know what the hell was wrong with him or why he had suddenly turned on Harry.
Harry stood up and positioned himself in a defense position.
Harry swung at Draco’s head as he flung towards him, colliding them both into the wall so that Harry was pinned to it.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He screamed and tried to bite his captor.
“You sleezy bitch.” Draco hissed and punched Harry in the gut.
Harry keeled over coughing out his breath, silent tear starting to trickle down his face.
“I’ll teach you” Draco whispered into his ear, “I’ll show you. I’ll make you feel the fucking pain and I’ll show you who you belong to”
----------------------------------
AHHHHH CLIFFY!!!!!!!!!!
aww poor Harry
287
GrimWriter, vibora, yesIam, momoko, Yana, maria joao, Sorceress, GreenEyedCat, Cortney, ucgurl001,
Ukagau (As you can see there I was trying to portray that Draco's personality is still one of a vengeful Slytherin, no matter how much he changes he will still be that..it's just in his nature. We should find out about the love potion soon. Much more clues in either the next chapter or the one after it (I have to go write it))
wizli (draco's year/mate/people/ thingys wouldn't have noticed what's going on with Draco because in the previous chapters you would have seen that Draco hates them and tries to avoid them anyway)
SugoiNoVenom (Yes I'm an Aussie through and through (It's odd for some reason everyone loves Australians) My words are pretty crappy...probably cause I don't spend so much time on it *sigh* I'll get around to it one day)
SuicidalBunni (Well i think I'de rather it be cold then about 37 degree's with no air con...plus I've never seen snow)
nightsummer (Thank you *blushes*)
ochibi-chwan (I think I'de rather freeze to death... though at least I probably wont get sick)
whiteraven (Thanks for the idea, but I do have to say no you're wrong about the guess...I don't think anyone will get it. Everyone is now wanting to call their snakes Eight! lol, I havent even put in why he's called that yet)
Z (okay I'm sorry if it seemed like I was demanding reviews... If you look back most of the time i say 'Please' because I love to hear what people think)
Kireania (Don't worry you should be able to catch up soon with the clues)
Slashy Snitch (No it wasn't the edited virsion... I haven't gotton up to that yet, but i think it was only missing a few commors and full stops.)
demon0 (Lol, you always leave rather confusing yet at the same time funny reviews...Hope to read more soon)
Okay now please REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!
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