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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
5,289
Reviews:
27
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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.
Home Again
[_______] means end or begin chapter
[~~~~~~] means same time different place
[======] means time change (moves on an hour-week-month)
[*******] means flash back
Chapter 2:Home Again
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these wonderful characters (I do own the OC characters though) but the one who own the HP characters is JK Rowling. The only thing i own apart from the OC characters is the plot line in this fic and I am going to keep them thanks.
Yeah!!!! Chapter two!!!! It’s up…. Wait? Didn’t I put the first one up like 3 hours ago…!!! OMG, I need to get a life… heehawed, I think I will!!! *grabs your life* see now I have a life. MHUAHAHAHA!!!! Ok well here’s the fic.
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“You sent him WHAT?” A rather angry young man shouted at one his house elves.
“The gift, Master the gift, I sent him the gift!” the elf said happily
”I know that Blanda, But I did not tell you to send him THAT gift!!” he shouted at the elf who began to look horrified.
“But Master you said to send him…” Blanda said but was cut off by her masters laughing.
“Master? Master what is funny?” She said sounding worried.
“It’s okay, *still laughing* I can see were you fucked up. I said send him candy frogs, not send him many...”
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“Thongs?!!!” Exclaimed Harry after he opened his newly arrived gift. It was not something that he would have thought to be a GIFT type of thing, but it seemed that someone had thought of it as a gift type thing. It also seemed that they had thought of him when they had picked it out and he was not sure if that was a good thing or not, but he was definitely thinking that there was someone in love with him or had a weird sense of humor and he was sure that the Weasley twins would never ever send him something like these garments, three of them to be exact. Why would someone send him these?
“Harry?” The odd voice of his aunt floated up the stairs.
[Watch me. I must still be dreaming, I bet I’m lying in my bed right now] He thought as he went to his bedroom door to find that it was his Aunt Petunia
“Yes Aunt Petunia?” He asked while hiding the gift behind his back.
“What are you doing boy? Didn’t you hear me say come down and meet your Aunt Linda.” She said being oddly nice.
“Yes ma’am.” Harry headed down the stairs after his Aunt Petunia. “So, is she Uncle Vernon’s sister or his aunt?” He asked trying to keep the peace in the house as another aunt would be a pain if it was in this family.
“Don’t ask questions! And she is neither.” Was her curt reply.
“But what do you mean she is neither? How is she my aunt then? I mean is she just extended family or something?” He asked as this was an odd thing for his aunt to say.
“I said don’t ask questions!! And she is your aunt! She is your father’s cousin. Not my relative nor is she Vernon’s!” Aunt Petunia hissed under her breath.
[HOLLY SHIT!!!!!!! I thought that all my relatives were dead or something!!! I have an aunt by my dad? Wait… what if she really isn’t…. I need to send an owl to Dumbledore about this] He thought thinking that this may be a bad plan of Voldemort’s.
He followed his aunt down the hallway to the kitchen to see a woman that looked almost exactly like him, but with long white hair and yellow eyes like a cat. She seemed to have an ability to see into your mind or something with those eyes. They were something that made Harry wonder why his aunt or uncle would have ever let her into their house as she did not look the least bit normal. She was even wearing wizard’s robes that added to her odd displacement in the group.
“Well hello. You must be Harry. You look just like your father, and every other male this family has ever had. Well our family. So? Do you speak or are you just going to stand there looking at me like that? You know I don‘t bite.” She said while looking at him up and down, clearly seeing her brother in him.
“Come on boy. Well? Speak up then!” Uncle Vernon said getting a little nervous that this would be taken in a bad way by the witch in his room that would be his nephew’s aunt.
“Sorry it’s just that… well? I never really met anyone from my father’s family, I thought that they were all dead.” Harry said blushing as he walked across the clean kitchen to give his new found aunt a hug. She accepted the hug happily and gave him one in return. At that precise moment an owl came flying into the kitchen out of the fireplace.
“Well I think that Dumbledore knows that I’m here already. Fast man he is. Oh look, it’s for you Harry.” Said Aunt Linda as she handed him the letter. And sure enough it was from Dumbledore. As Harry started to open the letter the Dursleys left the room, clearly thinking that there are way too many wizards in the room for comfort.
“Well? Open it Harry.” Harry did as he was told, not wanting to make a bad impression on his new aunt.
Dear Harry
I dare say that you are wandering weather or not to trust Linda?
She is indeed your aunt and will be taking you to the Weasleys
this afternoon. Do not worry they are all doing fine and I have
enclosed your Hogwarts letter in this one.
Sincerely Dumbledore
Harry looked up at Aunt Linda who was beaming down at him as though she knew that he had not been to sure that she was his aunt.
“Well Harry? Does that fix any doubt in your mind?” She beamed as she sat back down in a seat to rest her legs for a few moments. “Well I think that you should go pack as I think that we should leave soon.” She told him and got up to follow him to his room.
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About an hour or two later they were on there way to the Weasleys on brooms. It had taken so long because Harry spent a great deal of time trying to keep his aunt from seeing the thongs he had been sent for his birthday. It would be an odd thing to explain since he just met her and did not yet know what she would do or how she would react.
“So? Harry? What is life like living with those… people?” Linda asked while they flew over a bridge.
“It’s okay but not very fun, they don’t really like me to much, and they also don’t really treat me all that great.” He replied.
“I wish that I could have taken you in Harry, you would have had a much better life. But Dumbledore said that it was best that you go to them, I argued and got nowhere. Sorry.” She said in a sad voice that showed that she cared for him as though he was her own child.
“Thanks and its ok. It’s not your fault that I got stuck with them. If you tried as hard as you say that you did then you did all that you could.” Harry told her wishing that he could give her a hug as she seemed to be beating herself up over it more then she really needed. He knew it was not her fault and did not want her to think that it was.
“So what is it like living in the wizarding world? Your entire life I mean.” He asked wondering how it must be to live with all wizards and witches with no muggles for more than nine months in your entire life.
“Well its fun that for sure. We used to be able to do so much before we were of legal age, magic wise I mean. we were able to do spells and charms once we got to school, now though you can’t do that until your seventeen.” She said reminiscently thinking about her younger years, even though she seemed to be in her late twenties or early thirties.
“Look we’re here.” Said Harry to his now daydreaming aunt.
“Oh sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” She replied almost having a crash landing on the ground.
“I noticed.” said Harry as Mrs. Weasley came running over to give him a huge hug.
“Hello Mrs. Weasley! How are you?”
“Oh I’m fine Harry. How are you? Oh, it’s so nice to see you again, and… Linda?!! Oh it’s so wonderful to see you!! How long has it been? Almost 7 years hasn’t it? Well this is a good time to have a nice get together!!” She shouted practically dragging Linda into the house, with Harry right behind them.
When Harry got into the house he was almost knocked over by none other than Hermione.
“Oh Harry!!!” She said before pulling away beaming. “Guess what? He finally asked me out!!! Isn’t that great!!! I mean I’ve been waiting for ever!!! It’s like he just woke up one day and said ‘You know? I think I am so stupid for not asking her out yet. I think I will today.’!! Isn’t it so great?” She asked almost jumping with joy.
“Hey Harry!! How are you mate?” It was Ron, the man under discussion. “Welcome home mate, we’ve been missing you. HEY GUYS!!! THE FINAL WEASLEYS IS HOME!!!”
[Well that’s odd? Sense when have I been Harry Weasley?] He thought to him self as the others came running into the room to drag him to the large clock. And when Harry saw what was on it he almost started to cry from happiness.
They had put a new hand on the clock, on that had Harry’s picture on it, and it was now pointing to home. He was truly home again.
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*is Crying* no one likes me!!!*is still crying* you never reviewed!!! *hint hint*
Teaser: “OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW HARRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY, yeah yeah, owwwwwwww harry,” he said as he imagined Harry beneath him. “yeah yeah, o baby!!! Cum on!!! (no more Teaser, muhahahaha)
[~~~~~~] means same time different place
[======] means time change (moves on an hour-week-month)
[*******] means flash back
Chapter 2:Home Again
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these wonderful characters (I do own the OC characters though) but the one who own the HP characters is JK Rowling. The only thing i own apart from the OC characters is the plot line in this fic and I am going to keep them thanks.
Yeah!!!! Chapter two!!!! It’s up…. Wait? Didn’t I put the first one up like 3 hours ago…!!! OMG, I need to get a life… heehawed, I think I will!!! *grabs your life* see now I have a life. MHUAHAHAHA!!!! Ok well here’s the fic.
________________________________________________________________________
“You sent him WHAT?” A rather angry young man shouted at one his house elves.
“The gift, Master the gift, I sent him the gift!” the elf said happily
”I know that Blanda, But I did not tell you to send him THAT gift!!” he shouted at the elf who began to look horrified.
“But Master you said to send him…” Blanda said but was cut off by her masters laughing.
“Master? Master what is funny?” She said sounding worried.
“It’s okay, *still laughing* I can see were you fucked up. I said send him candy frogs, not send him many...”
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“Thongs?!!!” Exclaimed Harry after he opened his newly arrived gift. It was not something that he would have thought to be a GIFT type of thing, but it seemed that someone had thought of it as a gift type thing. It also seemed that they had thought of him when they had picked it out and he was not sure if that was a good thing or not, but he was definitely thinking that there was someone in love with him or had a weird sense of humor and he was sure that the Weasley twins would never ever send him something like these garments, three of them to be exact. Why would someone send him these?
“Harry?” The odd voice of his aunt floated up the stairs.
[Watch me. I must still be dreaming, I bet I’m lying in my bed right now] He thought as he went to his bedroom door to find that it was his Aunt Petunia
“Yes Aunt Petunia?” He asked while hiding the gift behind his back.
“What are you doing boy? Didn’t you hear me say come down and meet your Aunt Linda.” She said being oddly nice.
“Yes ma’am.” Harry headed down the stairs after his Aunt Petunia. “So, is she Uncle Vernon’s sister or his aunt?” He asked trying to keep the peace in the house as another aunt would be a pain if it was in this family.
“Don’t ask questions! And she is neither.” Was her curt reply.
“But what do you mean she is neither? How is she my aunt then? I mean is she just extended family or something?” He asked as this was an odd thing for his aunt to say.
“I said don’t ask questions!! And she is your aunt! She is your father’s cousin. Not my relative nor is she Vernon’s!” Aunt Petunia hissed under her breath.
[HOLLY SHIT!!!!!!! I thought that all my relatives were dead or something!!! I have an aunt by my dad? Wait… what if she really isn’t…. I need to send an owl to Dumbledore about this] He thought thinking that this may be a bad plan of Voldemort’s.
He followed his aunt down the hallway to the kitchen to see a woman that looked almost exactly like him, but with long white hair and yellow eyes like a cat. She seemed to have an ability to see into your mind or something with those eyes. They were something that made Harry wonder why his aunt or uncle would have ever let her into their house as she did not look the least bit normal. She was even wearing wizard’s robes that added to her odd displacement in the group.
“Well hello. You must be Harry. You look just like your father, and every other male this family has ever had. Well our family. So? Do you speak or are you just going to stand there looking at me like that? You know I don‘t bite.” She said while looking at him up and down, clearly seeing her brother in him.
“Come on boy. Well? Speak up then!” Uncle Vernon said getting a little nervous that this would be taken in a bad way by the witch in his room that would be his nephew’s aunt.
“Sorry it’s just that… well? I never really met anyone from my father’s family, I thought that they were all dead.” Harry said blushing as he walked across the clean kitchen to give his new found aunt a hug. She accepted the hug happily and gave him one in return. At that precise moment an owl came flying into the kitchen out of the fireplace.
“Well I think that Dumbledore knows that I’m here already. Fast man he is. Oh look, it’s for you Harry.” Said Aunt Linda as she handed him the letter. And sure enough it was from Dumbledore. As Harry started to open the letter the Dursleys left the room, clearly thinking that there are way too many wizards in the room for comfort.
“Well? Open it Harry.” Harry did as he was told, not wanting to make a bad impression on his new aunt.
I dare say that you are wandering weather or not to trust Linda?
She is indeed your aunt and will be taking you to the Weasleys
this afternoon. Do not worry they are all doing fine and I have
enclosed your Hogwarts letter in this one.
Sincerely Dumbledore
Harry looked up at Aunt Linda who was beaming down at him as though she knew that he had not been to sure that she was his aunt.
“Well Harry? Does that fix any doubt in your mind?” She beamed as she sat back down in a seat to rest her legs for a few moments. “Well I think that you should go pack as I think that we should leave soon.” She told him and got up to follow him to his room.
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About an hour or two later they were on there way to the Weasleys on brooms. It had taken so long because Harry spent a great deal of time trying to keep his aunt from seeing the thongs he had been sent for his birthday. It would be an odd thing to explain since he just met her and did not yet know what she would do or how she would react.
“So? Harry? What is life like living with those… people?” Linda asked while they flew over a bridge.
“It’s okay but not very fun, they don’t really like me to much, and they also don’t really treat me all that great.” He replied.
“I wish that I could have taken you in Harry, you would have had a much better life. But Dumbledore said that it was best that you go to them, I argued and got nowhere. Sorry.” She said in a sad voice that showed that she cared for him as though he was her own child.
“Thanks and its ok. It’s not your fault that I got stuck with them. If you tried as hard as you say that you did then you did all that you could.” Harry told her wishing that he could give her a hug as she seemed to be beating herself up over it more then she really needed. He knew it was not her fault and did not want her to think that it was.
“So what is it like living in the wizarding world? Your entire life I mean.” He asked wondering how it must be to live with all wizards and witches with no muggles for more than nine months in your entire life.
“Well its fun that for sure. We used to be able to do so much before we were of legal age, magic wise I mean. we were able to do spells and charms once we got to school, now though you can’t do that until your seventeen.” She said reminiscently thinking about her younger years, even though she seemed to be in her late twenties or early thirties.
“Look we’re here.” Said Harry to his now daydreaming aunt.
“Oh sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” She replied almost having a crash landing on the ground.
“I noticed.” said Harry as Mrs. Weasley came running over to give him a huge hug.
“Hello Mrs. Weasley! How are you?”
“Oh I’m fine Harry. How are you? Oh, it’s so nice to see you again, and… Linda?!! Oh it’s so wonderful to see you!! How long has it been? Almost 7 years hasn’t it? Well this is a good time to have a nice get together!!” She shouted practically dragging Linda into the house, with Harry right behind them.
When Harry got into the house he was almost knocked over by none other than Hermione.
“Oh Harry!!!” She said before pulling away beaming. “Guess what? He finally asked me out!!! Isn’t that great!!! I mean I’ve been waiting for ever!!! It’s like he just woke up one day and said ‘You know? I think I am so stupid for not asking her out yet. I think I will today.’!! Isn’t it so great?” She asked almost jumping with joy.
“Hey Harry!! How are you mate?” It was Ron, the man under discussion. “Welcome home mate, we’ve been missing you. HEY GUYS!!! THE FINAL WEASLEYS IS HOME!!!”
[Well that’s odd? Sense when have I been Harry Weasley?] He thought to him self as the others came running into the room to drag him to the large clock. And when Harry saw what was on it he almost started to cry from happiness.
They had put a new hand on the clock, on that had Harry’s picture on it, and it was now pointing to home. He was truly home again.
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*is Crying* no one likes me!!!*is still crying* you never reviewed!!! *hint hint*
Teaser: “OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW HARRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY, yeah yeah, owwwwwwww harry,” he said as he imagined Harry beneath him. “yeah yeah, o baby!!! Cum on!!! (no more Teaser, muhahahaha)