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Hating Harry Potter

By: elfhybrid
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 15
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Disclaimer: 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.
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Chap 2 - Savior without a cause

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Chapter 2 - Savior without a cause - soundtrack - Rainbow - Snowman (Album; bent out of shape)

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Harry had seen them go. He wanted Malfoy on his own, so he waited. But when the first Slytherins left the area on the map where Malfoy was, and passed him with bloodied knuckles, Harry ran. He saw Malfoy sinking to his knees, bloodied and pale, his body went cold at the sight, and he rushed forward to help him. Save him.

Harry had no idea how many there were, if there were four or twenty, he sent spells everywhere, and he got them. He ran through the mass of limp bodies, and picked up Malfoy as if he were made out of glass.



Harry ran for it, Malfoys body dangling from his arms, tears on his face, a howl in his throat, knowing why they beat him, why those lowlife Slytherins had dared laying hand on their Prince. The kiss, they had beaten him for their kiss.



Harry ran.



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Draco awoke, head clear, painfree. He opened his eyes slowly, and looked right at a pair of glasses. The glasses were sitting on Harry Potter, and Harry Potter were asleep on his bed. Except it wasn\'t his bed. And it wasn\'t a Madam Pomfrey in sight. Malfoy deduced this was Potters bed. Potters hand was around Dracos waist, clinging to him. It was ...comfortable.



Draco went back to sleep, not really unhappy. He hated Potter, oh yes, this was just for humiliation. A weapon to be used.Nothing more.



He almost convinced himself.



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Harry was awake. He had been for a while. His whole self was in turmoil. It was his fault the Slytherins had beaten him up. Where else was he supposed to bring him?

He knew a few spells now, Malfoy should be in no pain. Harry wondered, longed to shake the Slythering awake, ask him why, ask him what had gotten into him, ask him if it was what he hoped it was.. But he didn\'t dare. The balance between them was delicate, and the kiss had stirred them both.



Harry lay closer to Malfoy, resting his head on Malfoys arm, he smelled his hair, his perfume, his being.

Everything seemed to fit.



Everything was in place.



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Draco dreamt. He was falling, falling, it never stopped, but then..then he saw bottom. Jagged edges, cliffs just waiting for him to fall on them. He felt strong arms lift him up, strong arms, with soft hands, he was flying, no longer falling.



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In their sleep, they snuggled closer. Their bodies close, the warmth comforting the two restless spirits in their souls.

They didn\'t hear the shadows closing, they didn\'t see the enemies coming.



They weren\'t safe,

but in their dreams, they flew off to safe havens, guarded forts, and empty houses.



They ran through dreams.



Little did they know what was waiting.



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A/N: Dear,dear readers! Thank you so much for waiting. Your support got me out of my writers block.. (I got the block after reading HPDH. ) Thank you! Next chapter,not for long, I hope...
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