Winter of the Heart

Without further ado I give you chapter two of Winter of the Heart. These chapters are pretty short so I'll try to update often.

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“Hermione, I want to talk to you about-”, Harry started to confide in his friend.

“Not now Harry, I'm meeting Ron at the Three Broomsticks for lunch”, Hermione ignored him and strode away.


Harry sighed tiredly. He didn't know why he let Hermione talk him into going on the Hogsmeade day.

She had said that they all needed to spend more time together. Apparently, she meant time together without Harry.

He walked aimlessly through the masses of happy laughing people. He was tired again.

The only reason he had gotten up that morning was because Hermione had persuaded him to.

A tugging sweetness in his heart woke Harry from his daze. He looked around him searchingly.

The feeling was the same one he got every time he went to sleep.

It was a warm feeling. It reminded Harry of what being loved must feel like. It was all the good things in life.

Butterfly kisses and warm spring days. Loud music and laughing voices.

White picket fences and a house with a dog in the back yard. Green grass that tickles your toes and a love that lasts forever. It reminded Harry of home.


'Find it', A voice urged Harry. He turned in a circle searching the crowd.

“Lost something Potter, like your brain maybe?”, Malfoy drawled from behind him.
Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, and Zabini all snickered.

Harry squinted at the blond. It seemed as if there was a halo around his head. The light had hit him in a way that illuminated his lean body.

'And what a nice body it is', Sirius' voice had come back with a vengeance. Harry blinked rapidly and retorted, “No but I did find something I didn't want... You”.

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Draco flinched inwardly and stalked off. He tried to ignore the sick feeling in his stomach he felt when Potter said he didn't want him.

It was stupid really. What sane Malfoy would want Harry Potter to want them.

'Maybe that makes you completely off your rocker... cause you think he's gorgeous', A voice piped up.

“Are you okay Draco?”, Blaise peered at his paler than usual friend.

“I’m fine, it’s just Potter. He knows which buttons to push, you know?”, He smiled reassuringly at his the dark haired italian.

“I know you say you don’t like him but, maybe you two should try to get along better? After all this is your last year at Hogwarts. You may never see each other again”, Pansy gave the voice of reason as they strode through the alley.

Draco shook his head in denial, looking up at the setting sun.

He knew that the Hogsmeade day was almost over. Suddenly it hit him. He had forgotten to shop for a present for his mother's birthday. She would skin him alive if she though he had forgotten such an important day.

He hurried down the streets of Hogsmeade, calling back to his friends to meet him back in the common room later.

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Draco sighed happily. He had gotten what he wanted.

But it was turning dark and Draco knew he would have to hurry if he wanted to make it back in time.

“Ugg”, Draco moaned from his place flat on the ground. He had ran smack into someone and the person had fallen forward on top of him. Lean curves slid against him and the warm soft skin gave in all the right places.

“I'm so sorry”, A melodious voice said. Draco looked up into the sparkling bemused emerald eyes of one Harry Potter.

His heart skipped a beat. It started to pound and Draco could feel a blush staining his cheeks.

Potter blinked, displaying his long silky lashes that lay like crescent moons on his sculpted cheeks.


“Merlin Malfoy, can't you watch where you're going”, Potter snarled breaking the spell and jumping up quickly.

“Watch where I'm going?... I'm not the one who hit me”, Draco retorted, unusually disgruntled.

He couldn't believe that for one second he had thought Harry Potter was attractive. Sure everyone one knew Draco Malfoy was bisexual but he had never even looked at Potter.

Now it seemed that Potter was everywhere and Draco couldn't get rid of him.'Not that you really want to', a silky voice whispered.

“Well...well...well... what do we have here?”, Draco was startled out of his thoughts by a screeching voice. He turned to see Filch smirking down at them.

“Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy... out for a date Mmm...”, He ushered them towards the castle.

“ Well Nevertheless... Detention for both of you”, He ignored their protests and led them up the castle stairs.


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‘Oh no... what will Hermione and Ron do when they hear I have detention with Malfoy for staying out after hours and being on a date with him- even though I wasn‘t- They‘ll never believe me‘. Harry shivered at the imagined anger on his friend’s faces.

He glanced sideways at Malfoy. The blond had a pensive frown on his face.

They hadn't been able to convince Filch that they weren't on a date. As if Harry would ever want to date Malfoy anyway.


'What am I so worried about... who would ever believe I would date Malfoy', Harry let out an inaudible sigh of relief.

He turned to look at Malfoy only to catch him looking at Harry.

Malfoy quickly turned away, scowling. '

Yes Harry, keep telling yourself that you wouldn‘t go out with him if he offered...

That he doesn’t remind you of the person who holds you in your dreams….

maybe someday you'll actually believe that...', Sirius' voice echoed though Harry's mind like a portent of the future.

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