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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
19
Views:
7,951
Reviews:
94
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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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.
Ain't Too Proud To Beg
Thanks to Thrnbrooke, GummiBear, Cloud646, Black Padfoot, and Bluefirexxx for their reviews of Chapter 1!!! Here, as promised, is Chapter 2--I hope you enjoy!
Thrnbrooke: Harry strayed because he's 20, and was inclined to take Draco for granted. He seems to have learned better.......but if someone writes a sequel to my fic once I've finished it, maybe it'll turn out that he hasn't!
Gummi: Yeah, from the first time Rowling introduced this method of communication, I kept wondering why any wizard in his right mind would use it with someone who wasn't a close friend.
Cloud: I think you'll like what I come up with by the time I'm done....at least, I hope you will!
Bluefire: Sorry, but Vlad isn't my real name--it's the name of a Steven Brust character I like.
On to chapter 2!!!!
He took a handful of Floo Powder out of the bowl by the fireplace, threw it in, and took a deep breath. “Malfoy Manor!” he cried, and stepped into the fireplace.
There was a brief moment of disorientation, and then Harry was back in a house he knew almost as well as his own. There was the crystal chandelier that had been built when the house had first been constructed centuries past. There was the tapestry that had been in the Malfoy family for over ten generations. And right in front of it, there was the spot where he and Draco had first—
“What in the name of the nine hells are you doing here?”
Harry’s head jerked upwards. Draco was standing on the staircase landing, looking both shocked and furious. His wand wasn’t out, yet—a good sign, as far as Harry was concerned.
“I came to talk to you,” he said. “Draco, please, we need to talk about this.”
“I think we’ve covered the agenda pretty thoroughly, Potter,” Draco replied in a voice that would have frozen vodka. He began to count off points on his fingers. “Number one: we fought side-by-side against Voldemort. Number two: we fell in love doing it. Number three: we started to build a relationship. Number four: you decided it wasn’t enough and went off to shag some little wanker you picked up at a club.” Draco paused, and looked sideways at Harry. “Do you even remember his name, Potter? From the way you’re blushing, I’d say ‘no’. Getting on, then. Number five: I caught you at it and decided that I wasn’t going to waste my time with you anymore. Was there anything else that I missed?”
“Yes, there was,” Harry said firmly. “Number six: I love you.”
“Oh, give me a break, Potter……”
“Harry. You know my first name, and you’ve been using it for the last two years.”
“Oh, all right, HARRY, then.” Draco’s voice was dripping with scorn and condescension. “We can move on to Number seven. I don’t care if you love me or not. I’m not taking you back.”
“Draco…please!” Harry dropped to his knees. It was hard to tell who was more surprised, him or Draco.
“Draco,” he continued, his eyes filled with tears, “I will do anything you ask, anything at all, if you’ll find some way of forgiving me for what I did. I know I bollixed us up, and I want to make it up to you. Anything you want, it’s yours or it’s done.” His voice broke and he strangled a sob. “Please, Draco.”
Will Draco relent? Will Harry's trip be in vain? Find out in Chapter 3, coming tomorrow!!!!
In the meantime, feel free to read and review my other fics:
Gryffindor Investigations
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010375
When Bodyguards Collide
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010433
Thrnbrooke: Harry strayed because he's 20, and was inclined to take Draco for granted. He seems to have learned better.......but if someone writes a sequel to my fic once I've finished it, maybe it'll turn out that he hasn't!
Gummi: Yeah, from the first time Rowling introduced this method of communication, I kept wondering why any wizard in his right mind would use it with someone who wasn't a close friend.
Cloud: I think you'll like what I come up with by the time I'm done....at least, I hope you will!
Bluefire: Sorry, but Vlad isn't my real name--it's the name of a Steven Brust character I like.
On to chapter 2!!!!
He took a handful of Floo Powder out of the bowl by the fireplace, threw it in, and took a deep breath. “Malfoy Manor!” he cried, and stepped into the fireplace.
There was a brief moment of disorientation, and then Harry was back in a house he knew almost as well as his own. There was the crystal chandelier that had been built when the house had first been constructed centuries past. There was the tapestry that had been in the Malfoy family for over ten generations. And right in front of it, there was the spot where he and Draco had first—
“What in the name of the nine hells are you doing here?”
Harry’s head jerked upwards. Draco was standing on the staircase landing, looking both shocked and furious. His wand wasn’t out, yet—a good sign, as far as Harry was concerned.
“I came to talk to you,” he said. “Draco, please, we need to talk about this.”
“I think we’ve covered the agenda pretty thoroughly, Potter,” Draco replied in a voice that would have frozen vodka. He began to count off points on his fingers. “Number one: we fought side-by-side against Voldemort. Number two: we fell in love doing it. Number three: we started to build a relationship. Number four: you decided it wasn’t enough and went off to shag some little wanker you picked up at a club.” Draco paused, and looked sideways at Harry. “Do you even remember his name, Potter? From the way you’re blushing, I’d say ‘no’. Getting on, then. Number five: I caught you at it and decided that I wasn’t going to waste my time with you anymore. Was there anything else that I missed?”
“Yes, there was,” Harry said firmly. “Number six: I love you.”
“Oh, give me a break, Potter……”
“Harry. You know my first name, and you’ve been using it for the last two years.”
“Oh, all right, HARRY, then.” Draco’s voice was dripping with scorn and condescension. “We can move on to Number seven. I don’t care if you love me or not. I’m not taking you back.”
“Draco…please!” Harry dropped to his knees. It was hard to tell who was more surprised, him or Draco.
“Draco,” he continued, his eyes filled with tears, “I will do anything you ask, anything at all, if you’ll find some way of forgiving me for what I did. I know I bollixed us up, and I want to make it up to you. Anything you want, it’s yours or it’s done.” His voice broke and he strangled a sob. “Please, Draco.”
Will Draco relent? Will Harry's trip be in vain? Find out in Chapter 3, coming tomorrow!!!!
In the meantime, feel free to read and review my other fics:
Gryffindor Investigations
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010375
When Bodyguards Collide
http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600010433