The Fallen Angel

I couldn't believe it when I was checking my reviews and someone told me that this chapter had been switched with Shattered Mirror ch. 2. Ahh!!!! I am so sorry everyone.Here is the actual ch. 2 of Fallen angel. Ch. 4 will be out in couple of days.


This chapter is so long in coming that I cry a little when I think about it. I don’t want to be one of those authors’ who never ever updates and I do my best no to be. Wish me luck on coming out with chapter three a just a little bit faster than chapter two… ha-ha….

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Draco Malfoy gave a rather unorthodox gagging cough as he choked on his tea.

His silver eyes widened dramatically as he took in the sultry image peering at him from the picture.

The Witches Weekly article read “Our Savior Uncovered”. Draco found himself salivating just a little as he scanned the many images of a barely clothed Harry Potter.

Draco knew he had always been attracted to Potter but the image of his school nemesis turned away with his back to the camera and a white sheet pooled at his waist simply took his breath away.

The elegant tattoo of a white angel wing and black devil wing that graced the slim shoulders of the man who lived had Draco adjusting himself in his trousers.

Emerald eyes gave Draco a sweet sensual look over his shoulder and his full lips curved into a small smirk as if to say he knew what Draco was thinking.

Draco found himself swallowing convulsively as he scanned the article. ‘Mmmmm….’ Draco thought as he read the conversation.

RS: So Harry, what are you doing with yourself these days?

HP: Umm… I’m just kind of trying to find myself. I spent a long time just trying to survive; I’d like to try living now.

RS: What does that mean? You don’t feel alive?

HP: I do… It’s just I spent a long time trying to defeat the Dark Lord and now I think that the purpose I had for trying so hard is gone… good riddance. I want to try living for me.

RS: So, is there a lucky lady in your life to help you move on these days?

HP: (laugh) Uh… No. There isn’t a lucky guy either. I’ve been looking but there doesn’t seem to be anyone out there who could look past what the media has told them and their own preconceived notions about me.

RS: So you’re saying that you like men as well?

HP: I do. I actually prefer men.

RS: I see. So…. That’s a very interesting tattoo.

HP: (laugh) Yeah… I think it’s an outward expression of most people. I like to think most people can’t be put in a category. You don’t have to be either good or evil. I want the world to know that I’m just like everyone else.

RS: Is that important to you? Seeming like everyone else? Some people say you want to be treated special. That’s not true?

HP: I’ll tell you a secret. Before I went to Hogwarts, I never even knew I was famous. I lived with my aunt and uncle who didn’t like me very much and suddenly I was famous. I was like what? I defeated who? I have magical powers? Are you kidding me?

RS: So you’re saying you didn’t even know you were a wizard before you came to Hogwarts? Your family never told you.

HP: My ‘family’ wouldn’t have given me some water if I was on fire.



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Severus Snape stood in the door way and cocked his head. His lover was acting totally out of character. Draco Malfoy was crouched over his forgotten food with his head in his hands.

“Draco, what’s wrong?” Severus came closer and could see the sheen of tears on his lover’s cheeks. The blond lifted his head and showed his silver eyes sparkling with pain.

“I was wrong… I knew I was wrong, that he couldn’t be how they said he was but I wanted to believe it.

I did because it meant that it was okay for me to feel this way about him.

It meant it was okay to lust after him and want to know him better and wish it away because he wasn’t worth the time.

But that’s not true, he is worth that and we were wrong Sev.

We thought it was better to let him go his own way and be with the Weasley girl but they’re not together anymore and we have no excuses now.

He’s alone and he needs us, Sev.

He was worth our time and how can we make this up to him now?” Draco blurted out barely pausing for breath.

“Draco, what are you talking about?” Severus caressed his lover’s cheek, wiping away the tears that kept spilling down his flushed face.

“Harry, its Harry. It’s always been Harry. We’ve always been attracted to him, the way everyone is attracted to him because he’s beautiful and powerful and brave and amazing”.

Severus frowned at Draco in confusion until his eyes caught the title of the Daily Prophet article.

He leaned closer as the image of a barely clothed Harry Potter biting his lip and staring wide eyed into the camera made his mouth go dry. It was all about Harry.

“What is this?’ Severus took a hold of the newspaper and scanned the article. He felt his heart constrict painfully as he realized that Draco was right. It was Harry.

“What are we going to do?” Draco looked up at into his lover’s pensive black eyes.

“We make him ours. We‘ve waited too long to give up without a fight now”, Severus decided, tossing the article aside and pulling Draco into his arms. “He wants to be loved, he craves it, so let’s give it to him”, Severus slid his long fingers into Draco’s soft flaxen hair and pulled him close.

The kiss was hot and devouring, sending delicious shivers down their spines. Their lips rubbed together sensuously and they stood with the light of the atrium shining down on their intimate embrace.

Anyone looking into the sunlit room would be shocked at the lewd display offered to their eyes. Clothes were thrown haphazardly and two bodies were intertwined atop the table.

Shards of broken china littered the floor along with the remnants of a breakfast. Lustful sounds were whimpered past kiss swollen lips as a black haired man pinned a slender blonde beneath him.

The passion between the two men was overpowering as the blonde raked blunt nails down his lover’s lean back.

A thick, pulsing, almost purple organ pushed its way into the tight heated cavern of his flaxen haired partner.

High keening shrieks were heard ringing through the Manor as the Potions Master unerringly found his lover’s prostate and proceeded to pound against it.

Calloused hands held hard onto the withering pureblood’s hips as he screamed his approval.

The table rocked beneath their bodies but the men never noticed as pleasure so fierce it was almost painful swamped them.

A ringing cry startled birds into flight as the blonde man came, jetting thick white ropes across his chest and shivering helplessly as his lover groaned and slammed deep, the wet splash inside of him making him tremble in aftershocks.

Strong arms wrapped around him as he slowly slid off the table. Bringing him upright, the black haired man caught his legs and carried him swiftly to their bedroom.
Gently putting the woozy blonde on the lavish bed, Severus smiled and gathered Draco close in his arms. Draco came willingly nuzzling his face under his lover’s chin.

They would plan and plot and make the man who lived theirs. He wanted to be owned, Severus could tell. He would make sure that Harry was happy for the first time in a long time.

He had looked so sad at the Christmas party, Draco had wanted to comfort him, but couldn’t because it wasn’t his right. Now they knew that he was available for the taking, and they would take him and woe be it to anyone who stood in their way.