How Life Can Be
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
6,644
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30
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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.
Chapter 4
Title:What Life Could Be
Author: Jih Pun (Amanda)
Rating: R – NC 17
Warnings: This is slash (boyXboy), dirty words, sex, sexual situations, hurt/comfort,
Mpreg, and drama, and some fluffy stuff.
Disclaimer: I know this is shocking but I don’t own Harry Potter…just my story line and
Plot and anything new I come up with. J.K. Rowling is so lucky!
Chapter 4
The time the waitress was away, not one word was spoken between Harry and Draco. Draco couldn’t for the life of him understand why Harry Potter of all people was making him feel this way. Harry couldn’t understand either. He’s been nothing but nice and not a peep out of the blonde. Not that Harry minded, it was quite funny watching the man squirm. But, finally the lunch came. Draco noticed that Harry looked like a kid in a candy shop when his lunch put down in front of him and smiled.
Harry noticed, “What are you smiling at?”
“You...you act as if you haven’t eaten in ages.”
“Well...you look as if you haven’t eaten in ages!”
Draco put on a pouty face, “I’ll choose to ignore that last remark.”
An uncomfortable silence fell between them and they both looked down at their plates and began eating. Draco was the first to speak up
“Potter?... Why did you become a healer?...You could have played Quidditch or become an auror.”
“Well, before the fight with Voldemort, I had all ready been trained in most healing spells, charms, and potions. I figured I’d leave the rest of the bad guys for someone else to take care of. I retired from being the ‘hero’. And besides, I like the feeling I get when I help someone...What happened to you? I remember right before the last fight, Severus getting you because you were hurt, but that’s all I know.”
“I’d rather not talk about that...it still bothers me.” Draco whispered and looked away.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry...Well, what do you do now?”
“I live and work in the Muggle world actually.” Draco took a bite of his sandwich.
“No way! What possessed you to do that?”
“I wanted to leave the Wizarding world as soon as possible to get away from my memories here. This place was making me sick.”
“Wow...and judging by your suit...I’m guessing you run some business?”
“Well, sorta...My business partner and I run a developmental center for children. We work with children who have been diagnosed somewhere in the autism spectrum. We have combined two types of therapies, SonRise and ABA, or applied behavior analysis.”
Harry looked at Draco as if he had grown another head right there at the lunch table. Harry wondered how this could be the same snot nosed brat that tormented him in school. This boy wasn’t a boy anymore that was for sure.
“I just can’t believe it...you’ve changed so much from when we used to bicker back in school.”
“Well, Potter...we all have to grow up sometime...I have pictures of my clients if you’d like to see ‘em?”
“Sure...so tell me...how’d you get into this sort of thing?” Harry took Draco’s wallet which had the pictures.
“I just needed a job and one of my neighbors was using me as a babysitter for her son who has low-medium functioning autism. I became the only person who could control his behaviors and help him learn. Then she gave me a number to a place that was looking for people who just had experience in working with children like this. I went up there, got the job, brought my neighbor’s child too, and we’ve all been up there since. I was lucky to have been put in charge. Amanda and I were the only two up there that had the most experience. She specializes in speech therapy and I specialize in occupational therapy. When you put the two of us together we know a lot. We have more children now than when the place started.”
Draco noticed that Harry had opened his wallet and was looking at the first child, “That’s Chase. He’s seven, he used to speak as a toddler but lost the ability so now he’s non-verbal, and compared to most, he’s low functioning. He’s my special boy since he’s the first child I worked with. We’re working on potty training with him as well as using sign language to request objects.”
Harry smiled. He could tell this child meant a lot to Draco. He turned that picture over and saw another of a small little girl.
“That’s Gracie. She’s six. She’s pretty high functioning in that she retains information well and has learned normal behaviors. She’s just now starting putting words together. It was the cutest thing...last week she signed ‘popcorn’ and verbalized with it as well...she said ‘pohp-ck’. She’s a fast learner.”
“So these children are completely different from one another, but have the same disorder?”
“Yeah...Autism affects each person differently...Oh! That’s Jaylin. He’s a hoot! He’s six as well and loves to sing VeggieTales. He’s very smart as well, but has a hard time paying attention without some kind of reinforcement. He’s verbal and pretty high functioning. I have loads of pictures at home of these guys and some other clients. These three are just my favorites!”
Harry handed the wallet back to Draco, “You have a big heart to do what you’re doing.”
Draco smiled, “Well, you do too.”
After that, the two men had an easy time talking. Harry looked as his watch and told Draco that it was time to go. Harry paid the bill and they walked back to the hospital. As they walked, Draco thanked him for lunch and for taking care of his mother. Neither man could believe how this was turning out. The civility between them was as if they had always been friends and it scared them but excited them at the same time.
Author’s Note: I’m sorry this is kinda short but I didn’t know what else to throw in there. As for Draco’s job...well, that’s my job! I figured it would be easier to write about something I know about. And by the way, I’m making the up as I go along so if anyone has any ideas that you think would go nicely with this story, just let me know. You can email me at (that’s also my AIM SN) or at (that’s also my SN for yahoo IM). I’d love it if I could hear from you guys.
Author: Jih Pun (Amanda)
Rating: R – NC 17
Warnings: This is slash (boyXboy), dirty words, sex, sexual situations, hurt/comfort,
Mpreg, and drama, and some fluffy stuff.
Disclaimer: I know this is shocking but I don’t own Harry Potter…just my story line and
Plot and anything new I come up with. J.K. Rowling is so lucky!
Chapter 4
The time the waitress was away, not one word was spoken between Harry and Draco. Draco couldn’t for the life of him understand why Harry Potter of all people was making him feel this way. Harry couldn’t understand either. He’s been nothing but nice and not a peep out of the blonde. Not that Harry minded, it was quite funny watching the man squirm. But, finally the lunch came. Draco noticed that Harry looked like a kid in a candy shop when his lunch put down in front of him and smiled.
Harry noticed, “What are you smiling at?”
“You...you act as if you haven’t eaten in ages.”
“Well...you look as if you haven’t eaten in ages!”
Draco put on a pouty face, “I’ll choose to ignore that last remark.”
An uncomfortable silence fell between them and they both looked down at their plates and began eating. Draco was the first to speak up
“Potter?... Why did you become a healer?...You could have played Quidditch or become an auror.”
“Well, before the fight with Voldemort, I had all ready been trained in most healing spells, charms, and potions. I figured I’d leave the rest of the bad guys for someone else to take care of. I retired from being the ‘hero’. And besides, I like the feeling I get when I help someone...What happened to you? I remember right before the last fight, Severus getting you because you were hurt, but that’s all I know.”
“I’d rather not talk about that...it still bothers me.” Draco whispered and looked away.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry...Well, what do you do now?”
“I live and work in the Muggle world actually.” Draco took a bite of his sandwich.
“No way! What possessed you to do that?”
“I wanted to leave the Wizarding world as soon as possible to get away from my memories here. This place was making me sick.”
“Wow...and judging by your suit...I’m guessing you run some business?”
“Well, sorta...My business partner and I run a developmental center for children. We work with children who have been diagnosed somewhere in the autism spectrum. We have combined two types of therapies, SonRise and ABA, or applied behavior analysis.”
Harry looked at Draco as if he had grown another head right there at the lunch table. Harry wondered how this could be the same snot nosed brat that tormented him in school. This boy wasn’t a boy anymore that was for sure.
“I just can’t believe it...you’ve changed so much from when we used to bicker back in school.”
“Well, Potter...we all have to grow up sometime...I have pictures of my clients if you’d like to see ‘em?”
“Sure...so tell me...how’d you get into this sort of thing?” Harry took Draco’s wallet which had the pictures.
“I just needed a job and one of my neighbors was using me as a babysitter for her son who has low-medium functioning autism. I became the only person who could control his behaviors and help him learn. Then she gave me a number to a place that was looking for people who just had experience in working with children like this. I went up there, got the job, brought my neighbor’s child too, and we’ve all been up there since. I was lucky to have been put in charge. Amanda and I were the only two up there that had the most experience. She specializes in speech therapy and I specialize in occupational therapy. When you put the two of us together we know a lot. We have more children now than when the place started.”
Draco noticed that Harry had opened his wallet and was looking at the first child, “That’s Chase. He’s seven, he used to speak as a toddler but lost the ability so now he’s non-verbal, and compared to most, he’s low functioning. He’s my special boy since he’s the first child I worked with. We’re working on potty training with him as well as using sign language to request objects.”
Harry smiled. He could tell this child meant a lot to Draco. He turned that picture over and saw another of a small little girl.
“That’s Gracie. She’s six. She’s pretty high functioning in that she retains information well and has learned normal behaviors. She’s just now starting putting words together. It was the cutest thing...last week she signed ‘popcorn’ and verbalized with it as well...she said ‘pohp-ck’. She’s a fast learner.”
“So these children are completely different from one another, but have the same disorder?”
“Yeah...Autism affects each person differently...Oh! That’s Jaylin. He’s a hoot! He’s six as well and loves to sing VeggieTales. He’s very smart as well, but has a hard time paying attention without some kind of reinforcement. He’s verbal and pretty high functioning. I have loads of pictures at home of these guys and some other clients. These three are just my favorites!”
Harry handed the wallet back to Draco, “You have a big heart to do what you’re doing.”
Draco smiled, “Well, you do too.”
After that, the two men had an easy time talking. Harry looked as his watch and told Draco that it was time to go. Harry paid the bill and they walked back to the hospital. As they walked, Draco thanked him for lunch and for taking care of his mother. Neither man could believe how this was turning out. The civility between them was as if they had always been friends and it scared them but excited them at the same time.
Author’s Note: I’m sorry this is kinda short but I didn’t know what else to throw in there. As for Draco’s job...well, that’s my job! I figured it would be easier to write about something I know about. And by the way, I’m making the up as I go along so if anyone has any ideas that you think would go nicely with this story, just let me know. You can email me at (that’s also my AIM SN) or at (that’s also my SN for yahoo IM). I’d love it if I could hear from you guys.