I think about you, do you think about me too?
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,146
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
The confession-Part 1
The blond looked up at Harry as he was still figuring out how to put what he wanted to say into words. He was getting so close into finding the right words, when he felt the train slow down, and a voice appear above. "The next stop is London" the voice said, before it stopped to let people off and on. Draco knew that the next stop was where Harry was going, and Draco as well. He turned and stared out the window.
"Its nothing Potter" he mumbled and sighed. He felt like his chance was going to slip away, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't find the right strength to tell him. "You can go" he whispered. Draco stared out the window as he felt the train move, and then the scenery go by, as the train picked up speed.
Harry looked over at Draco unsure, but he stood up. He stood there for a moment, before he let a piece of paper fall out of his hands and into Draco's lap. "If you need...to talk Malfoy" he replied, before he stepped out onto the aisle and went back to his own seat. He shook his head softly. Harry didn't even have the strength enough to tell Draco what he felt.
The blond picked up the paper and stared down at the messy writing. He let out a soft chuckle. Even though it was messy, Draco could read it clearly. He folded the paper perfectly and carefully, before he placed it in his pocket. He was going to tell him. No matter what happened, or what will happen if he tells. He has to tell him. And if someone goes after Harry, he will protect him. Oh he would protect him no matter what. Even if he had to die to do it.
Draco fished out his journal that he had with him and began to write something. It was his address and phone number. He tore the paper out gently, before he folded it, and with a bit of magic made it into the bird. This brought up a memory, when he had made the exact same thing that one day at Hogwarts. He blew it gently, before it flew to Harry and landed on his lap.
Harry looked down at the bird, and he smiled. He remembered that day well. The boy who lived picked up the bird, and unfolded it. He could read clearly Draco's address and phone number. "Maybe i'll give him a call sometime" he whispered, before he folded it back into a bird, and put it in his bag.
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Yea, so im still sick, so this is the best that you get. Haha. Review and tell me what you think okay. Loves you lots.
"Its nothing Potter" he mumbled and sighed. He felt like his chance was going to slip away, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't find the right strength to tell him. "You can go" he whispered. Draco stared out the window as he felt the train move, and then the scenery go by, as the train picked up speed.
Harry looked over at Draco unsure, but he stood up. He stood there for a moment, before he let a piece of paper fall out of his hands and into Draco's lap. "If you need...to talk Malfoy" he replied, before he stepped out onto the aisle and went back to his own seat. He shook his head softly. Harry didn't even have the strength enough to tell Draco what he felt.
The blond picked up the paper and stared down at the messy writing. He let out a soft chuckle. Even though it was messy, Draco could read it clearly. He folded the paper perfectly and carefully, before he placed it in his pocket. He was going to tell him. No matter what happened, or what will happen if he tells. He has to tell him. And if someone goes after Harry, he will protect him. Oh he would protect him no matter what. Even if he had to die to do it.
Draco fished out his journal that he had with him and began to write something. It was his address and phone number. He tore the paper out gently, before he folded it, and with a bit of magic made it into the bird. This brought up a memory, when he had made the exact same thing that one day at Hogwarts. He blew it gently, before it flew to Harry and landed on his lap.
Harry looked down at the bird, and he smiled. He remembered that day well. The boy who lived picked up the bird, and unfolded it. He could read clearly Draco's address and phone number. "Maybe i'll give him a call sometime" he whispered, before he folded it back into a bird, and put it in his bag.
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Yea, so im still sick, so this is the best that you get. Haha. Review and tell me what you think okay. Loves you lots.