The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
19
Views:
6,684
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Trouble On The Train
The Heirs of Heaven and Hell
Rated: R
Chapter 7: Trouble on the Train
Cat: A/U with Hogwarts
Disclaimer: HP is not mine. I think we all know who it belongs to. As for the story plot, I’ll take that credit.
Blaise stepped into the compartment, ignoring the cold look on the face of the boy before him. In all his seven years at Hogwarts, he had never seen someone so beautiful.
“Tsk, Tsk. Such hostility from such a beautiful person. My name is Blaise and you are?”
“None of your damn business,” replied Draco.
“Well, none of your damn business, I hope you don’t mind me sharing a compartment with you,” Blaise said with a smirk.
Before Draco could say that he did indeed mind, the black-haired boy took a seat in front of him. Draco felt his insides churning. It did not help that he was a naturally obedient person, preferring to avoid confrontations if at all possible. Ignoring his inner nature was putting a strain on his entire body.
“Get out of my comp…” began Draco, only to trail off when he saw his breath come out in a puff of heat. His eyes widened as ice marks appeared on the window of the train. He looked across the compartment only to find Blaise already running out the door, leaving him to fend for himself.
Harry held back a growl as Hermione held on to Ron. The train had come to a sudden halt and the cold was not sitting well with him.
“What’s going on?” asked Ron.
“I don’t know Ron. I’m scared,” said Hermione as she tightened her grip.
Harry rolled his eyes and stood up.
“Where are you going Harry? You don’t know what’s out there,” Ron whispered harshly.
Harry ignored the redhead and walked out of the compartment. Nothing was going to stop him from getting to Hogwarts. Harry closed his eyes and concentrated.
“Hermione the door, it’s stuck!” he heard Ron exclaim.
Perfect.
Draco crawled away from the closed compartment door in front of him. He had tried to open it but it wouldn’t budge. His curiosity had led him to venture of out of his compartment, but now he was wishing that he had just stayed inside.
“I have to get out of here,” thought Draco.
He turned around only to see the end of a tattered robe fluttering in front of his eyes. Draco looked up to find a floating figure with an oversized hood staring back at him. He let out a single scream before his mind was assaulted with images.
Harry grabbed his head and fell to his knees. He choked back the scream that threatened to break free. He saw images of his brother Judas hanging from a tree, Judas kissing an unfamiliar person, his mother giving birth to him. The mental snapshots cycled over and over in his head. He had to make it stop.
Harry pushed himself up and staggered down the hallway. He would destroy whatever was doing this to him, slowly and painfully.
Rated: R
Chapter 7: Trouble on the Train
Cat: A/U with Hogwarts
Disclaimer: HP is not mine. I think we all know who it belongs to. As for the story plot, I’ll take that credit.
Blaise stepped into the compartment, ignoring the cold look on the face of the boy before him. In all his seven years at Hogwarts, he had never seen someone so beautiful.
“Tsk, Tsk. Such hostility from such a beautiful person. My name is Blaise and you are?”
“None of your damn business,” replied Draco.
“Well, none of your damn business, I hope you don’t mind me sharing a compartment with you,” Blaise said with a smirk.
Before Draco could say that he did indeed mind, the black-haired boy took a seat in front of him. Draco felt his insides churning. It did not help that he was a naturally obedient person, preferring to avoid confrontations if at all possible. Ignoring his inner nature was putting a strain on his entire body.
“Get out of my comp…” began Draco, only to trail off when he saw his breath come out in a puff of heat. His eyes widened as ice marks appeared on the window of the train. He looked across the compartment only to find Blaise already running out the door, leaving him to fend for himself.
Harry held back a growl as Hermione held on to Ron. The train had come to a sudden halt and the cold was not sitting well with him.
“What’s going on?” asked Ron.
“I don’t know Ron. I’m scared,” said Hermione as she tightened her grip.
Harry rolled his eyes and stood up.
“Where are you going Harry? You don’t know what’s out there,” Ron whispered harshly.
Harry ignored the redhead and walked out of the compartment. Nothing was going to stop him from getting to Hogwarts. Harry closed his eyes and concentrated.
“Hermione the door, it’s stuck!” he heard Ron exclaim.
Perfect.
Draco crawled away from the closed compartment door in front of him. He had tried to open it but it wouldn’t budge. His curiosity had led him to venture of out of his compartment, but now he was wishing that he had just stayed inside.
“I have to get out of here,” thought Draco.
He turned around only to see the end of a tattered robe fluttering in front of his eyes. Draco looked up to find a floating figure with an oversized hood staring back at him. He let out a single scream before his mind was assaulted with images.
Harry grabbed his head and fell to his knees. He choked back the scream that threatened to break free. He saw images of his brother Judas hanging from a tree, Judas kissing an unfamiliar person, his mother giving birth to him. The mental snapshots cycled over and over in his head. He had to make it stop.
Harry pushed himself up and staggered down the hallway. He would destroy whatever was doing this to him, slowly and painfully.