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Through the Monsoon
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
7
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Fighting the Storm, Into the Blue
Fighting the Storm, Into the Blue
Two weeks later things had calmed down somewhat- the rain seemed to have held off for a few days giving Draco and Jacob chance to walk along the beach. They had fallen into a routine- they would get up at 9 o'clock and have a light breakfast (well light for Jacob) before talking about themselves and generally getting used to one another before making lunch. After lunch they would head outside if the rain had calmed down and if the rain was brutal that day Draco would let Jacob read books about the Wizarding World while Draco did some chores and looked over various documents his Father had sent him.
They would have dinner before sitting in front of the fire just enjoying each others company- occasionally chatting but content in each others presence. The world outside had become a distant worry to each young man and they were content in their little haven until forced out of it.
Draco was sat in his armchair a book held in his long pale fingers as his eyes stared unfocused at the pages. The fire crackled merrily and for once Draco felt like he could feel heat in the cold house. Jacob was sat on the sofa, his legs stretched out before him nearly reaching the blond opposite him. His tanned skin glowed with the light from the candles and fire. He was shirtless and wore a simple pair of black trousers.
Draco's eyes flickered over to the daydreaming Shifter and wondered for a brief moment whether the heat he seemed to feel came from the teen…Jake was like a sun…bright and warm.
Draco looked back at his book and idly traced over the words with a finger before sighing. He knew Jacob had been hurt before by love. Just as Draco had. He could see the lingering shadows of pain in the shifter's eyes when he thought no-one was looking.
"Who was it?" Draco asked suddenly- the comfortable silence shattered by the words.
"Who was what?" Jacob replied looking over at the blond. The warm lull of the fire now fading as he took in the blond's serious face.
"The one who broke your heart," Draco stated looking over at the tanned teen.
"What makes you think I had my heart broken?" Jacob questioned somewhat cockily while his heart thudded loudly in his chest.
"Your eyes are the same as mine," Draco spoke slowly as his eyes drifted back to the flames with danced happily in the hearth, "we have both loved and lost. The coldness threatens to overwhelm you and you feel lost- cut off from everything else. It like fighting against a storm- you can't win."
Jacob sat silently before his Mate looking at unshed tears in the grey eyes. His proud form looked more defeated than he had ever seen. Jacob gave a sigh and clasped his together.
"Her name is Bella…" Jake whispered and slowly began to tell his story to the silent man across from him.
Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
Til' the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm
Into the blue
And when I lose myself I'll think of you
Together we'll be running somewhere new
And nothing can hold me back from you
Through the monsoon
"…Draco I don't feel as strongly about her now. I only need you," Jacob finished while the blond looked over him with an assessing gaze.
"I know you will never leave me- but she has power over you," Draco whispered.
"She doesn't," Jacob replied quickly.
"She does- if given the choice you would remain here with me," Draco said while his eyes wandered back to Jake.
"I would," Jacob whispered almost reverently.
"You would regret it though," Draco said absently.
"I wouldn't," Jake replied as he got up from the sofa and walked on surprisingly silent feet and knelt his large frame down before the older man.
"I want you, Draco," Jacob said firmly and leaned forward and pulled the blond's stunned lips to his own.
Jacob bit the blond's supple lip gently making the blond open his mouth and Jake's tongue moved into the warm cavern gently caressing his mate's tongue. Jake pulled back after a moment and pulled his face away enough to look into the grey eyes of his Wizard.
"I want you- no-one else," Jacob stated.
"I want you too," Draco whispered, "but you will regret not seeing Bella's wedding and saying goodbye to her."
"What?" Jacob's eyes were fixed on the blond's face.
"You will spend the rest of your life wondering about her- if she thinks of you- if she was turned…if she is happy," Draco explained.
"I don't care anymore- she will be happy with Edward," Jacob said while stroking Draco's pale cheek with a tanned fiver.
"Yes, she will. What's to stop her from wondering whether you are okay? What is to stop her from thinking in sadness about you?" Draco continued on as if Jacob wasn't touching his skin making his magic ignite under his skin.
"You need to see her Jacob- before she is turned. To let her know you care about her- that you are her friend. Be there for her," Draco whispered, "before its too late."
"I don't want to leave you," Jacob said quietly.
"You won't be leaving me. I am probably the last person who would ever tell anyone to do something like this- I am known for been selfish- but I wish that I had done things differently and let someone in. Things might have turned out differently," Draco finished.
"I'll go to her- but not yet. We still have time," Jacob whispered and leaned forward pressing his lips against Draco's forehead and lingered for a moment.
"I'm going to bed- head up when you're ready," Jacob said and walked from the room leaving the blond Slytherin behind with a small smile on his lips.
The rain hammered against the window and the clouds rolled darkly across Casway Cove. The wind howled and raced across the barren land as the flood waters grew outside but for once the house felt warm.
Draco's heart felt warm.
Hey!
Hey!
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Two weeks later things had calmed down somewhat- the rain seemed to have held off for a few days giving Draco and Jacob chance to walk along the beach. They had fallen into a routine- they would get up at 9 o'clock and have a light breakfast (well light for Jacob) before talking about themselves and generally getting used to one another before making lunch. After lunch they would head outside if the rain had calmed down and if the rain was brutal that day Draco would let Jacob read books about the Wizarding World while Draco did some chores and looked over various documents his Father had sent him.
They would have dinner before sitting in front of the fire just enjoying each others company- occasionally chatting but content in each others presence. The world outside had become a distant worry to each young man and they were content in their little haven until forced out of it.
Draco was sat in his armchair a book held in his long pale fingers as his eyes stared unfocused at the pages. The fire crackled merrily and for once Draco felt like he could feel heat in the cold house. Jacob was sat on the sofa, his legs stretched out before him nearly reaching the blond opposite him. His tanned skin glowed with the light from the candles and fire. He was shirtless and wore a simple pair of black trousers.
Draco's eyes flickered over to the daydreaming Shifter and wondered for a brief moment whether the heat he seemed to feel came from the teen…Jake was like a sun…bright and warm.
Draco looked back at his book and idly traced over the words with a finger before sighing. He knew Jacob had been hurt before by love. Just as Draco had. He could see the lingering shadows of pain in the shifter's eyes when he thought no-one was looking.
"Who was it?" Draco asked suddenly- the comfortable silence shattered by the words.
"Who was what?" Jacob replied looking over at the blond. The warm lull of the fire now fading as he took in the blond's serious face.
"The one who broke your heart," Draco stated looking over at the tanned teen.
"What makes you think I had my heart broken?" Jacob questioned somewhat cockily while his heart thudded loudly in his chest.
"Your eyes are the same as mine," Draco spoke slowly as his eyes drifted back to the flames with danced happily in the hearth, "we have both loved and lost. The coldness threatens to overwhelm you and you feel lost- cut off from everything else. It like fighting against a storm- you can't win."
Jacob sat silently before his Mate looking at unshed tears in the grey eyes. His proud form looked more defeated than he had ever seen. Jacob gave a sigh and clasped his together.
"Her name is Bella…" Jake whispered and slowly began to tell his story to the silent man across from him.
Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
Til' the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm
Into the blue
And when I lose myself I'll think of you
Together we'll be running somewhere new
And nothing can hold me back from you
Through the monsoon
"…Draco I don't feel as strongly about her now. I only need you," Jacob finished while the blond looked over him with an assessing gaze.
"I know you will never leave me- but she has power over you," Draco whispered.
"She doesn't," Jacob replied quickly.
"She does- if given the choice you would remain here with me," Draco said while his eyes wandered back to Jake.
"I would," Jacob whispered almost reverently.
"You would regret it though," Draco said absently.
"I wouldn't," Jake replied as he got up from the sofa and walked on surprisingly silent feet and knelt his large frame down before the older man.
"I want you, Draco," Jacob said firmly and leaned forward and pulled the blond's stunned lips to his own.
Jacob bit the blond's supple lip gently making the blond open his mouth and Jake's tongue moved into the warm cavern gently caressing his mate's tongue. Jake pulled back after a moment and pulled his face away enough to look into the grey eyes of his Wizard.
"I want you- no-one else," Jacob stated.
"I want you too," Draco whispered, "but you will regret not seeing Bella's wedding and saying goodbye to her."
"What?" Jacob's eyes were fixed on the blond's face.
"You will spend the rest of your life wondering about her- if she thinks of you- if she was turned…if she is happy," Draco explained.
"I don't care anymore- she will be happy with Edward," Jacob said while stroking Draco's pale cheek with a tanned fiver.
"Yes, she will. What's to stop her from wondering whether you are okay? What is to stop her from thinking in sadness about you?" Draco continued on as if Jacob wasn't touching his skin making his magic ignite under his skin.
"You need to see her Jacob- before she is turned. To let her know you care about her- that you are her friend. Be there for her," Draco whispered, "before its too late."
"I don't want to leave you," Jacob said quietly.
"You won't be leaving me. I am probably the last person who would ever tell anyone to do something like this- I am known for been selfish- but I wish that I had done things differently and let someone in. Things might have turned out differently," Draco finished.
"I'll go to her- but not yet. We still have time," Jacob whispered and leaned forward pressing his lips against Draco's forehead and lingered for a moment.
"I'm going to bed- head up when you're ready," Jacob said and walked from the room leaving the blond Slytherin behind with a small smile on his lips.
The rain hammered against the window and the clouds rolled darkly across Casway Cove. The wind howled and raced across the barren land as the flood waters grew outside but for once the house felt warm.
Draco's heart felt warm.
Hey!
Hey!
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