War of the Heart

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Chapter 4 Threats and dreams
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Draco is sleeping,his bedsheets are tangled,and his naked torso are filled with small beads of sweat.He's dreaming.In his dream, he is riding a griffin, soaring around Hogwarts, which is the whole world, in the dream.He flies, and he feels free.He pets the griffin lovingly.Suddenly he hears bludgers, and realizes he's looking for the snitch, but, who will beat the bludgers? He turns around on the griffin who is now his broom, and the bludgers have the faces of his father, the man he still fears the most, even though he knows the Dark Lord is worse,he hears his father in his cold voice, sending him away,erasing him from the family tree, and the other bludger races against him, knocking him off his broom, and he falls,and falls,and falls on top of Harry Potter.Draco can't breathe,his heart pounds so hard, and as he leans in to kiss the chosen one,saint Potter,Harry...he awakens.

He breathes heavily,and trembles. The pale blonde hair is a mess, and he looks bleak and afraid. Draco slides out of his bed,and notices that he's the last one to get out of bed. He picks up his clothes, and goes hurriedly into the prefects bathroom, to wash off. He gets in under the hot water in the shower and feels the tension in his neck start to loosen up. What a stupid dream. Even though its true,that he,Draco Malfoy, is gay, and even worse, in love with Harry Potter..it's not like he will ever tell anyone! He involuntarily shudders. What would people say?His father can't reach him from Azkaban, but he'd find out. ..Everyone would laugh at him, like he and Harry Potter would ever actually be a couple..so stupid!
He pouts, looking more like the spoiled brat he was some years ago,than the young man he has become over the last few months.He shudders.If his mother knew..she would tell the dark lord.. He would use it against him. And he would use him to get to Harry, if Harry liked him back.As if he would,Draco added to himself. It's not like he and Potter have been friends over the years.

Draco started soaping himself in, trying to rid himself of the dark thoughts.He remembered Harrys warm body,his hand holding Harrys,Harry leaning in almost as if to kiss him...Draco let out a little moan,and whispered Harrys name. He leaned to the wall, trembling from his own physical reactions, when he heard a cold snicker from behind him.Draco spun around, not thinking. Blaise Zabini was standing,hand on his hip, laughing at Draco. "Isn't that sweet. The self-proclaimed deatheater has a crush on Harry Potter.And quite a hard one it seems,as well,hm?" He snickered.
Draco blushed,but didn't try to cover himself. Zabini came closer, wearing a towel and slippers. Draco couldn't speak, he had no idea how to defend himself. He felt vulnerable, and yet, he was glad someone knew. Zabini wasn't his friend or anything, but the closest thing to it,if you didn't count the dungbrains Crabbe and Goyle. "I.." he started. Zabini tilted his head and looked at him,grinning mockingly. "You...what? You can explain?You will pay me to keep quiet?You don't know what to say because all your blood is elsewhere at the moment?"
Draco blushed and grabbed his towel from the wall, wrapping it around himself. "..I.." he started again. "Shut up." Zabini interrupted him. "If you want me to keep quiet about this, you will do everything I say.Get it?" Zabinis soft,mocking tone of a master speaking to his slave made Draco blush harder. "I refuse to be blackmailed.Who on earth will believe you even if you told them?Everyone knows we hate eachother!" He crossed his arms,and glared at Zabini. "The Dark Lord will know..You know he will." Dracos defensive stance grew fierce. "You can tell your lies.I don't care.It's just lies."
Draco gritted his teeth, and stared out the window. Outside it was raining, not a lot, just a dribble.Zabini walked around Draco,placing his hands softly on his upper arms. "Lies,Draco?I heard you moaning "Harry Potter"..and the, shall we say, physical state you're in, doesn't improve the picture.." Draco spun around,tears in his eyes,and pushed Zabini roughly to the floor. "Sod off!" Draco shouted,and ran out of the room,leaving Zabini laughing on the bathroom floor.

Harry and Oliver is standing outside, in one of the many roofed bridges of Hogwarts castle. Harry had cried, and Oliver had held him,comforted him,and stroked his hair. Harry felt close to Oliver, like a brother. "I don't know what to say,Harry.It's probably the worst guy to fall for..but it's not like you can choose it." Harry stared into the rain. "I don't know either.I mean, up untill a week ago, I hated him.And now..everytime I hear his name, I shiver.Everytime I see him..it's like time cease existing." He looks down.Oliver looks at him. "Boy, you got it hard,huh?
Maybe you should talk to someone about this?Like..Dumbledore,or Lupin?" "Why?" Harry looks at him, puzzled. "Well...because it sounds unnatural for you to fall so hard for Malfoy.It could be a love potion,or a spell.I'd be real careful if I were you..Someone may use him to get to you." He looked concerned. "I..I didn't even think of that.." Harry admitted.
They walk towards the castle. The sky is clearing up, and the rain has stopped. The grass shines with dew, and the lake lies unstirring,like a mirror.Hogwarts castle lies silent, allthough there are owls flying in and out as usual. "I don't know what to do,Oliver..I've never felt this way before!It feels like he controls me,and I can't help it!" Harry almost burst out in tears again. The pressure had been too much for him lately,and now this,in addition.It had to come out sometime.
"Hey,mate,it's ok.It's not easy,any of this,and you already got too much on your plate.It's ok to get a bit emotional.Don't worry about it.Just,promise me that you'll write me, and try to talk to Dumbledore about this,just in case.Ok?" Harry nodded, trying to hold back a new flood of tears. "Listen mate,write me as often as you can.Just tell me what you feel, it's easier in a letter.Then you get some outlet.I'm sure everything will turn out ok."
Harry tried to smile, and gave the teammate a quick hug. "Thanks.Sorry to blob all over you like this,it's just.." Wood interrupted him. "Harry,honest,it's ok.I have to go now, though, Order business.You know how it is." Harry nodded. "Take care,Harry.Good luck,mate." "Thanks,mate.Take care too." Harry stared at his back 'till it was a dot leaving the grounds.He sat awhile outside the castle,feeling more relieved then in a long time,before he went back in.

Draco was upset.He sat in his bed,hands around his knees,and he didn't want to leave.There was a rustling in his curtains,and Blaise Zabini stuck his head in. "..mind if I join you?" He grinned, and climbed in without waiting for an answer."Doesn't look like I have much choice." Draco muttered. "Sorry 'bout before.I won't tell anyone.Atleast not yet." Draco looked at him,silvery eyes brimmed with diamond tears. "Why not?What's the catch?" "No catch.I'll probably drive you mad with teasing you about it,but you can handle that.You're a big boy,aren't you?" Zabini grinned and ruffled Dracos wet hair. "But,if I want you to do something,I hope you'll oblige me.Or I might hint to someone..."
One of the diamond tears left it's owners cheek. "Ah. The catch presents itself." "Mm.Indeed.Well,to be honest, I already have a task in mnid for you.This has teased my curiousity.I want you to kiss me." Draco turned his head slowly. "...what?!" Zabini smiled, no longer so pleasant. "You heard me.It will probably be different with a boy, and I want to know!"
"I won't.It's out of the question.I'm NOT doing it!" Draco shouted the last words,as he threw Zabini out of his bed.As he got up,Zabini said; "Well,then. You know what that means.I am going to hint to someone about this little crush of yours." All colour vanished from Dracos face as Zabini left through the portrait hole.