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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,364
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
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***Well, first off I have to say wow, I didn\'t expect to get such a response to something so short and simple. True, I didn\'t plan on continuing this past the letter, I guess I can try...so here...
The paper fluttered to the ground at his feet. Curious, Harry picked up the folded parchment and opened it. Thankfully there was a wall behind him. As his legs gave out, his back slid down the hard stone. His hand fluttered to his mouth. The tears falling down his cheeks went unnoticed. The people around him blurred. The noises of the world around him a low hum. Never in his life had words effected him so thoroughly. Shaking him to the deepest core of his body.
\\I want you to loe. e. Love me like I love you./
The handwriting was distinctive. He had seen it before. Several times while he was helping Snape in detention grade essays. There was only one person who could write with such soft sophistication. But it couldn’t be. No, Draco Malfoy was not in love with Harry. But the evidence suggested otherwise. There was no doubt in his mind that this was Draco Malfoy’s handwriting. No doubt at all.
How? When? Why did Draco feel these things for Harry? When did they start? And how would Harry ever respond to it? The words were beyond beautiful. As was the Slytherin himself. The only thing to do was to find Draco and tell him…tell him what?
Tell him the feelings in the letter echoed everything Harry felt for Draco? That time and time again he had tried to tell the Slytherin how he felt? That there were stacks of letters in his room waiting for his silver eyes to read. Tell him of the tears Harry has shed from the dull ache in his heart. Tell him…tell him that the only thing that helps him to sleep is imaging pale smooth arms around him? Tell him…just tell him that his wish had already come true. That Harry loved Draco as much as Draco loved him.
No. There was no way. They were of two different worlds. Soon they would part, and eventually Harry would heal. Carefully Harry folded the parchment and placed it in his pocket. There just wasn’t enough time
****So yeah, if you guys really want some more, just review and stuff, and I\'ll write...but I need feed-back to write this one...thanks
The paper fluttered to the ground at his feet. Curious, Harry picked up the folded parchment and opened it. Thankfully there was a wall behind him. As his legs gave out, his back slid down the hard stone. His hand fluttered to his mouth. The tears falling down his cheeks went unnoticed. The people around him blurred. The noises of the world around him a low hum. Never in his life had words effected him so thoroughly. Shaking him to the deepest core of his body.
\\I want you to loe. e. Love me like I love you./
The handwriting was distinctive. He had seen it before. Several times while he was helping Snape in detention grade essays. There was only one person who could write with such soft sophistication. But it couldn’t be. No, Draco Malfoy was not in love with Harry. But the evidence suggested otherwise. There was no doubt in his mind that this was Draco Malfoy’s handwriting. No doubt at all.
How? When? Why did Draco feel these things for Harry? When did they start? And how would Harry ever respond to it? The words were beyond beautiful. As was the Slytherin himself. The only thing to do was to find Draco and tell him…tell him what?
Tell him the feelings in the letter echoed everything Harry felt for Draco? That time and time again he had tried to tell the Slytherin how he felt? That there were stacks of letters in his room waiting for his silver eyes to read. Tell him of the tears Harry has shed from the dull ache in his heart. Tell him…tell him that the only thing that helps him to sleep is imaging pale smooth arms around him? Tell him…just tell him that his wish had already come true. That Harry loved Draco as much as Draco loved him.
No. There was no way. They were of two different worlds. Soon they would part, and eventually Harry would heal. Carefully Harry folded the parchment and placed it in his pocket. There just wasn’t enough time
****So yeah, if you guys really want some more, just review and stuff, and I\'ll write...but I need feed-back to write this one...thanks