Draco & The Minibar
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
900
Reviews:
4
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.
Sad Ending
Warning: Some implications of adult materials. Also.. Yaoi, aka two guys going at it. If that isn’t your cup of tea, turn back now. If it IS, you can join my inner circle. Become my minion!
Timeframe: Post-series.
Note: Songfiction! {Words in italics are the lyrics!}
Song: Me & The Minibar {By The Dresden Dolls}
The lyrics are copyright the Dresden Dolls.
Beta'd: Nobody.. I need a beta. I haven't talked to my old beta in months. Somebody help me out?
Note: You MUST read my previous songfiction, Harry and the Minibar, to understand what's going on!
I'd just like to take a moment and say that I used every lyric line to create these two stories. The lyrics are NOT IN ORDER! But the entire song is there, split between the two chapters. Which was hard but I think makes it much cooler!
There are two chapters as I said, so two endings. One happy, one sad. This one is the sad ending see the previous chapter for the happy ending. Enjoy!
Sad Ending
Bring two prix fixe dinners up
I’ll unwrap the plastic cups
Draco Malfoy glared at the television set before him. His food was half eaten, he’d only been picking at it. Draco had left Potter blubbering the night before in a hotel room all too similar to this one. He’d broken it off at long last. They couldn’t be together. It just wasn’t possible.
It was real true love
It was real true love
But.. It wasn’t because he hadn’t loved Harry. It was because he loved Harry. A year of being separated and longing for each other. A year of working for weeks just to be able to spend a night together. Always in fear of being found. Always in fear.
Put signs on the handles
And strip down my dun-dun-duns
What if someone found out? If Harry’s side found out they’d question his loyalty. They’d doubt his strength and think he was mental. If his own side found out.. He’d be killed. Draco sighed, pushing the food away and clicking the stupid muggle show off. He stood up and went to his suitcase to change.
When you left last night
With your toothbrush dry
As is clothes slipped from his body he thought back. Their argument had been heinous. Nobody should be allowed to yell like he had. He’d just gotten so angry… and it was over nothing. Nothing but his own cowardice. He couldn’t leave the dark side.
Can you hear room 318?
Man they’re really happening
A sound caught his attention and he scowled. As always, muggles were making love in the hotel. In the room right next to his. Why was anyone allowed to be happy when he was so low?
You have gone so far
You have gone so far
Instead of taking Harry in his arms he had used those arms to push him away. His Malfoy-mind tried to tell him he was doing the noble thing to end it. They couldn’t keep living this way; constantly anxious, afraid of being found out.. Unable to have more than a moment together. Weeks and weeks without contact. Always wondering. Always worried.
Candles from the walmart that
Every city’s got to have
Draco finished dressing and began to pack his suitcase. One day in the muggle rat-nest was bad enough. He’d have to go back home and take the dark mark. It was about time, his father kept reminding. And if he did.. There was no way he could return to Harry. It would be final.
That I bought last night
That I bought last night
His eyes lingered over the condoms in his bag. He had not thought he’d be doing this when he first past his bag. God, he’d been so happy. Now he was running.. But it was for the best, wasn’t it?
They’re a wild bunch
The death eaters would have found out at some point. He was saving himself. But for what? Life was nothing now. Just working for a maniac that he didn’t believe in. One who wanted to kill the man he loved. If the Dark Lord ordered him to kill Harry, could he do it?
So tonight
It’s just me and the minibar
Nobody else
Draco threw his suitcase down. He stomped to the minibar and grabbed a tiny bottle of whisky. He hoped it would numb his mind a little. These thoughts were logical, and that’s what pained him. Draco was doing what was best for the both of them, but would it ruin him in the end?
God would they vomit and run
A few sips turned into a few drinks. A few drinks turned into a near-empty minibar. He staggered forward, unable to cope with this muggle shite sloshing about in his system. Draco shook his head. He couldn’t save himself. All he’d do was wreck lives doing the Dark Lord’s work. He couldn’t save himself, but he could save Potter.
No such details will spoil my plan
That is the kind of girl I am
HA HA HA
With his alcohol induced thought process the young wizard’s mind took darker turns. How could he protect Harry? He’d end up leading to his demise each time he helped the Dark Lord. Merlin, he was useless!
Close all the windows
Draco’s eyes lingered on the window in front of him. He dropped the empty bottle in his hand, kicking a few more out of his way. Each step to the window brought more clarity. There was only one way. Only one. With a violent burst of strength he tugged the window opened. Only one way left.
It’s just us my love
{Author's Note: So sad, huh? Previous chapter has the happy ending, but I guess you already read that. Here's a tissue! Please review.. If this story does well I'll do more sequels.
Also, I will reply to your reviews in my story 'Review Replies & Requests', so if you want to read my reply check there! Thank you so much, please, please review and have a great day!}
Timeframe: Post-series.
Note: Songfiction! {Words in italics are the lyrics!}
Song: Me & The Minibar {By The Dresden Dolls}
The lyrics are copyright the Dresden Dolls.
Beta'd: Nobody.. I need a beta. I haven't talked to my old beta in months. Somebody help me out?
Note: You MUST read my previous songfiction, Harry and the Minibar, to understand what's going on!
I'd just like to take a moment and say that I used every lyric line to create these two stories. The lyrics are NOT IN ORDER! But the entire song is there, split between the two chapters. Which was hard but I think makes it much cooler!
There are two chapters as I said, so two endings. One happy, one sad. This one is the sad ending see the previous chapter for the happy ending. Enjoy!
Sad Ending
I’ll unwrap the plastic cups
Draco Malfoy glared at the television set before him. His food was half eaten, he’d only been picking at it. Draco had left Potter blubbering the night before in a hotel room all too similar to this one. He’d broken it off at long last. They couldn’t be together. It just wasn’t possible.
It was real true love
But.. It wasn’t because he hadn’t loved Harry. It was because he loved Harry. A year of being separated and longing for each other. A year of working for weeks just to be able to spend a night together. Always in fear of being found. Always in fear.
And strip down my dun-dun-duns
What if someone found out? If Harry’s side found out they’d question his loyalty. They’d doubt his strength and think he was mental. If his own side found out.. He’d be killed. Draco sighed, pushing the food away and clicking the stupid muggle show off. He stood up and went to his suitcase to change.
With your toothbrush dry
As is clothes slipped from his body he thought back. Their argument had been heinous. Nobody should be allowed to yell like he had. He’d just gotten so angry… and it was over nothing. Nothing but his own cowardice. He couldn’t leave the dark side.
Man they’re really happening
A sound caught his attention and he scowled. As always, muggles were making love in the hotel. In the room right next to his. Why was anyone allowed to be happy when he was so low?
You have gone so far
Instead of taking Harry in his arms he had used those arms to push him away. His Malfoy-mind tried to tell him he was doing the noble thing to end it. They couldn’t keep living this way; constantly anxious, afraid of being found out.. Unable to have more than a moment together. Weeks and weeks without contact. Always wondering. Always worried.
Every city’s got to have
Draco finished dressing and began to pack his suitcase. One day in the muggle rat-nest was bad enough. He’d have to go back home and take the dark mark. It was about time, his father kept reminding. And if he did.. There was no way he could return to Harry. It would be final.
That I bought last night
His eyes lingered over the condoms in his bag. He had not thought he’d be doing this when he first past his bag. God, he’d been so happy. Now he was running.. But it was for the best, wasn’t it?
The death eaters would have found out at some point. He was saving himself. But for what? Life was nothing now. Just working for a maniac that he didn’t believe in. One who wanted to kill the man he loved. If the Dark Lord ordered him to kill Harry, could he do it?
It’s just me and the minibar
Nobody else
Draco threw his suitcase down. He stomped to the minibar and grabbed a tiny bottle of whisky. He hoped it would numb his mind a little. These thoughts were logical, and that’s what pained him. Draco was doing what was best for the both of them, but would it ruin him in the end?
A few sips turned into a few drinks. A few drinks turned into a near-empty minibar. He staggered forward, unable to cope with this muggle shite sloshing about in his system. Draco shook his head. He couldn’t save himself. All he’d do was wreck lives doing the Dark Lord’s work. He couldn’t save himself, but he could save Potter.
That is the kind of girl I am
HA HA HA
With his alcohol induced thought process the young wizard’s mind took darker turns. How could he protect Harry? He’d end up leading to his demise each time he helped the Dark Lord. Merlin, he was useless!
Draco’s eyes lingered on the window in front of him. He dropped the empty bottle in his hand, kicking a few more out of his way. Each step to the window brought more clarity. There was only one way. Only one. With a violent burst of strength he tugged the window opened. Only one way left.
{Author's Note: So sad, huh? Previous chapter has the happy ending, but I guess you already read that. Here's a tissue! Please review.. If this story does well I'll do more sequels.
Also, I will reply to your reviews in my story 'Review Replies & Requests', so if you want to read my reply check there! Thank you so much, please, please review and have a great day!}