Shattered Glass

Shattered Glass

Summary: Slash. Harry/Draco. Shadows fall at Hogwarts and Harry is full of pain and hatred. Finding he's the only one to turn to for comfort, Harry falls into the arms of Draco and finds him to be more than meets the eye.

Rating: R

Disclaimer: If they belonged to me, you would be reading volumes of glorious slash. There would be.. er…movies…..out. I would also have two amazing men at my feet. Wow, I get all flustered just thinking of it. Real Harry and Draco, talk about a fantasy. So as you can see, none of that exists ( much to my disappointment). I'm with bare hands here. I think you get the point grumbles

Warning: Slash, prob. OOC. Dark!Harry … Half-Bastard!Draco ( how was I to put that?)..Non-Golden Trio

Review Response:
I can’t thank everyone individually, but I was so very happy with the response. I’m also glad all of you didn’t kill me for the end of the last scene. *Peaks at reader from through eyes covering hands* I’ll make up for it I swear! Please keep reviewing. I can’t tell you how much it helps me, you are all so encouraging. Oh, I’m also very sorry about last chapter’s review response. It was uploaded wrong. So thank you all.

A/N: I went on vacation for a long while and I am moving, so this has taken a while to come out. The chapter is slightly darker. I consider my Dark!Harry to be sweet and loving to.. well.. his lover. His friends on the other hand, that’s darker. It isn’t the usual Harry cutting or trying to commit suicide, so I hope you accept him in this form. Thank you all! *throws out kisses, smiles, blinks, and types*
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Draco walked to Harry and enveloped him in a tight hug . Harry buried his head into the crook of Draco's neck and groaned. Taking Harry's chin within his hand, Draco directed the other's face to his.

"You can make up that debt you owe me now," the blond said slowly. Harry looked into his eyes and gave a small smile.

Harry bent his head forward and took Draco bottom lip between his teeth. He bit down softly, earning a groan from the blond. He let go of Draco's lip and kissed him gently, automatically slipping his tongue within the other's mouth. Letting his tongue work it's way between every crevice of the boy's mouth, Harry started running his hands along Draco's abdomen. Draco moaned and roughly instigated the , now slow, kiss once more.

He plunged his tongue into Harry’s mouth quickly, plundering the hot area of it’s essentials. Draco suddenly pulled away and looked Harry in the eye.

“What? What’s wrong Draco?” Harry’s voice was filled with worry and shock. He was confused.

Draco took a step towards the boy and cupped Harry’s chin within his hands. “What do you want Harry? What do you want me to give you now?”

Harry was taken aback. “What do you mean Draco? I owe you a favor.”

Draco sighed and adverted his eyes to the floor, “I want this to be more than a favor Harry.”

Harry took a deep breath and kissed Draco gently. “It can be.”

Draco smiled and asked softly, “What do you want?”

“Whatever you want Draco. Whatever you want.”

Draco closed his eyes and nudged the side of Harry’s face with his nose. He took Harry’s hands and brought him towards the bed. Harry smiled and sat down obediently, waiting for Draco to do what he whished. Draco straddled Harry’s waist and kissed him slowly. Feeling Harry’s erection, Draco smiled into the kiss and applied pressure upon Harry’s hips with his own.

Harry moaned at the contact and thrust his hips forwards while sucking on Draco’s tongue. The feeling, of everything was amazing. To feel, that was amazing in itself. Halay lay back on the bed, slipping his hands under Draco’s shirt and bringing Draco to him. Harry grabbed the edges of the shirt and quickly ripped it off of the blonde’s back. Draco quickly returned the favor and descended upon Harry’s mouth afterwards. Harry thrust his hips forwards and moved his hand to Draco’s belt, slowly undoing the buckle and unzipping the trousers.

“Oh hell,” Draco said desperately.

He hurriedly pushed his pants off and worked Harry’s off with force. Finding they were one article of clothing away from both being naked each, Draco pulled off his boxers as Harry did the same to himself . Harry grabbed Draco’s hair and crushed their lips together. Draco’s body was hovering over Harry’s, a inch away from the other’s touch. Harry bucked his hips forwards, grinding himself upon Draco and feeling the skin upon his own.

“Oh fuck,” Harry moaned into Draco’s mouth. Draco thrust his hips downwards. He pulled away from Harry’s mouth and sat upon him, rocking their hips together with growing force. Harry picked up Draco’s hand and took three of fingfingers in his mouth, sucking on them harshly while looking up at Draco through his lashes, thrusting his hips forwards.

Draco moaned and stared at Harry with lust filled eyes. Draco quickly leant over to retrieve his wand. It was residing in his trouser pocket that had bed thrown across the bed in the desperate rush. He muttered a lubrication charm, and his erection was covered in a slick substance. Harry let go of Draco’s fingers and thrust his hips forwards, moaning loudly when feeling the other’s wet erection. Draco sucked at Harry’s neck while his hand traveled to Harry’s opening.

As soon as Draco’s fingers got close enough for entry, a cool shock ran through his body. “What the hell! Shit that hurt!”

Hearing this, Harry raised his head and unclenched his fists from the sheets he was clinging to. “What? Oh, fuck! That hurt!” Harry had felt the shock a minute later. It was hot and it ran through his body to his groin in a non-pleasurable way.

“My shock was cold,” Draco said softly.

“Mine was hot. Draco, I think it has something to so with our elements.“ Draco nodded.

Draco smiled and sat back on top of Harry. “We can research tomorrow,” Draco said huskily. Harry reached up and slammed their mouths together while rocking his body to Draco’s . The two came within the hour.

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The next morning was pleasant to say the least. Harry had woken before Draco to find the blonde’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist and his head resting on Harry’s chest. Harry looked at Draco with contentment in his eyes and smiled slightly. He traced his fingers up and down Draco’s spin languidly while thinking of yesterday’s events.

Harry was quick to realize how easily the control over his element was. He felt the fire burning throughout his blood with each second that went by. The power was simply indescribable, something so majestic and beautiful as well as deadly and relentless. He felt the surge of heat throughout his body and felt his fingertips grow hot.

Draco stirred from his position and looked blurrily into Harry’s eyes, “That feels good you know, but your touch is growing hot. Stop thinking of your element for my sake eh?”

Harry calmed his thoughts and nudged Draco’s nose with his own while whispering a soft apology. The last thing he wanted to do was burn the wrong person. Draco kissed Harry lazily before tightening his hold on Harry’s waist and closing his eyes. Harry simply sighed and began stroking Draco’s lower back.

“We’ve got to get up Draco. Classes and all.”

Draco groaned and buried his face into Harry’s chest further. Harry laughed softly and slapped Draco’s arse which sounded a loud ’pop’ throughout the room. Draco’s head shot up from its position on Harry’s chest and he looked at his abuser with a face full of profound shock. Harry sniggered and raised an eyebrow.

“Aw, come now Draco, you know you enjoyed that.”

Draco smirked and brought his mouth to reside right next to Harry’s ear. “So what if I did?”

Harry turned his head so that he was nose to nose with Draco and stared lustfully in the other’s eyes. Harry leant forwards quickly and nipped Draco’s bottom lip. Not a second afterwards, Draco returned the favor.
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After practically dragging the blond from the bed, Harry and Draco found they had missed breakfast.

“Great, see what your laze made us miss? I’m starving Draco. I hope your happy.” Harry stomped the ground like a child and pouted, sticking his bottom lip out cutely.

Draco smiled and whispered into Harry’s ear, “I’ve got something you can eat,” while licking the rim of the ear.

Harry shivered and grabbed Draco’s hand, dragging him to their next class. “We have to get through this day of classes. I can’t do that while your ractracting me now can I?” Draco smirked.


Their day was boring to say the least. All of their previous classes were uneventful which led in both of the boys constantly dreading their last class of the day. Potions. As they both wearily walked into the classroom, they were shocked to find they were the first to arrive. They were slightly disgruntled to say the least. Now only to survive the next five to ten minutes with Professor Snape. Alone. They both paled.

Professor Snape sat at his desk, a bright smile upon his face. He was extremely pleased with the new situation. He kept his hands above the desk for the student’s sake. ‘Wouldn’t want to scare them away now would we?’ Snape giggled quietly at his comment. Sometimes he just cracked himself up.

“Ah, Harry, Draco,” Snape said in a joyful tone, “please come closer. I have some matters to discuss with you.”

Draco gripped Harry’s upper arm and forced the boy, as well as himself, closer to the desk.

Professor Snape smiled softly while trying to repress sniggers from coming forth. He cleared his throat, “Well then, I just wanted to see how the two of you were doing with your element?”

Draco breathed a sigh of relief and spoke. “Well Professor, I know that I for one, feel myself becoming more in tuned with it. Every time I take a shower or see the lake I get this tingling inside my body. “ Draco looked at Harry and said, “Harry’s felt the same when he looks at the fire, even during a hot day. He says that even the heat connects him with fire.” Harry nodded.

“Well then,” the Professor said quietly, “this is good news. I found this book about your elements and about the relationship you two will have. It explains about the love you will share and it has some information about sex between the two of you. I advise you to read it carefully.”

Harry scowled and picked up the book which was currently residing in the Professor’s hands . Harry’s stomach growled and Snape looked taken aback.

“Potter?” Snape questioned with a bemused look upon his face.

“Oh,” Harry said gently with a blush rising to his cheeks, “Draco made us miss breakfast and we went to the Library to research. I haven’t eaten all day.”

Snape raised his eyebrow and noticed a few students were about to walk through the threshold of the classroom. The Professor leant forwards and said in a very low and lustful tone, “I’ve something you could swallow. In fact, when your finished, Mr. Malfoy here can enjoy the delicacy also.”

Draco eyes widened and Harry gasped. The boy’s grabbed each other’s arms and quickly ran to their seat, happy the class was finally starting.
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“Finally,” Harry said in a pain-filled tone, “ dinner!!!” He had practically shoved Draco to the Great Hall. He was ravenous.

Draco smiled and looked at Harry kindly as the other began to fill his plate to the brim with food.

“Ahh,” Harry moaned through a mouth full of food. Draco laughed and slowly filled his plate and began eating politely.

Harry grinned at Draco, his mouth still filled with food. He glanced up to the Professor’s table and saw Snape smile with mirth while sticking his tongue into his cheek which produced a very rude and obscene facial expression. Harry’s mouth fell open and closed it quickly while scrunching up his nose and tightly closing his eyes. He heard Draco laughing at him and Harry opened his eyes to glare.

“That’s Snape for you,” Draco said, his voice full of laughter. Harry simply trained his eyes on Draco, vowing not to look at the Professor’s table again for the rest of the night.

Happily eating and chatting to each other, Draco and Harry were enjoying their dinner as well as each other’s company. Harry smirked to himself, deciding the day had been a pleasant one, that is if he didn’t think about Snape. He thought that statement until a very angry Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley stormed over to the table.

Draco’s eyes quickly acknowledged the two with disgust. “Oh, bloody hell, what are you two doing here?”
Ron’s face grew redder than it had previously been and he growled at Draco, “Shut it Malfoy.”

Harry stood quickly, his eyes full of anger which held no mercy. “What, in all of Hell’s name, do you want?!”

Hermione pushed Ron aside and stood up against Harry, trying to keep her posture as straight as possible to show the boy she would not back down.

She glared at Harry. “Potter,” she hissed through her teeth, “ I have been patient enough with you thus far, but this has gone on enough.”

Harry scowled, “I remember you saying that not too long ago. I thought I made it clear then that I was serious.”

Hermione slapped Harry and spat in his face. “We will give you ONE more chance. You have until tomorrow night.”

Harry glared at her, his face set like stone as she grabbed the fuming Ron by the hand and stalked away from the Hall.
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Harry walked into their rooms after dinner and sat on the couch. “Damn it Draco! I can’t do this anymore!” Draco walked over to the couch and sat down gingerly by Harry.

“I can’t stand watching those pricks I once called friends ruin my new life. I won’t let it happen. They have to go, now.”

Draco stared Harry in the eye. “Your right Harry, who’s first then and how do you propose we go about doing it?”

Harry leaned back into the couch and stared into the fire. “My element will guide me.”

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The room was blistering. She could feel the fire all around. She bit down on the gag in her mouth and stared at the black material of the blindfold. Her wrists were aching, the rope binding them were cutting into her skin. She whimpered. Her head was shoved roughly forward.

“Don’t. Make. A. Sound.” She heard a cruel voice say by her ear.

“Harry? Harry?” She attempted to mumble through the cloth in her mouth. She was slapped acrthe the jaw.

She faintly heard, “What did I tell you” over the ringing in her head . Feeling the blinding sting in her cheeks, a tear fell down her cheek. The blindfold was taken off of her and she hesitantly looked around the room. She was in a steel chair with rope and leather straps binding her. She was on the edge of a rocky cliff, the front two legs feet away from the ledge. She gasped and her eyes violently searched for her captor.

Harry stood to Hermione’s right, awaiting her to notice him. He saw her terror when she saw the setting and he smirked when she recognized he was her captor.

“Harry,” Hermione said in a hushed voice, “ what’s going on? Why are you doing this?”

Harry stayed silent and he felt Draco walk up behind him. Draco set his hand on Harry’s shoulder and smirked at his frightened classmate.

“Granger,” Harry walked forward. Two inches from Hermione’s nose, Harry glared at her and spat in her face. “You were once my friend,” Harry said with a disgusted tone, “ and I never thought you would ever subject m suc such a cruel fate.”

Hermione looked at Harry through tear-filled eyes. “W-what are you talking about Harry? Your fate now is only what you have made. You’ve changed it yourself.”

Harry sneered, “Yes, I suppose it is you to be as bold as to tell me such. Listen here you little wench, I’ve seen what would have happened to me if I would have never changed paths. I’ve seen the deceit and betrayal.”

Hermione’s eyes were downcast. She knew he had seen it. It didn’t matter she hadn’t any idea of how he knew, the simple fact he had found out had sentenced her to death.

“I’m sorry Harry,” she whispered gently, hoping for some mercy.

“Sorry?!” Harry yelled, still only two inches away from her face. “You’re fucking sorry!!!” Harry’s hands were gripping the armrests of the chair, Hermione’s hands being bound at her side. “You have the fucking nerve to say your sorry? Your were simply waiting for my death so that you could obtain power through my fucking name! Tell me what kind of ‘friend’ you were. Tell me that you truly loved and cared for me.”

Harry stopped talking and Hermione remained silent. “That’s what I thought,” Harry said quietly. “That’s what I fucking thought!” Harry walked the few feet from the chair to the edge of the cliff. He held out his arms and yelled into the stormy sky.

“You’re a fucking bitch you know that?” Harry’s tone was quite and somber. He walked back to her until he was a few inches from her face once more. “Fuck You!”

Harry walked back to Draco and smiled when he glanced back to see Hermione sobbing quietly in the chair. “Draco dear, stand back, you can do the next death.” Draco nodded and Harry grabbed his chin, placing a tender kiss on Draco’s lips before the boy stepped back.

Harry walked forward to Hermione and untied the ropes around her wrists and ankles. Hermione stood and Harry roughly grabbed her arms before shoving her to the edge of the cliff. Hermione screamed and laid in a fetal position, sobs erupting forth.

“H-harry, please don’t do t-this to me,” Hermione cried softly, hiccupping with each sob..

Harry smirked and picked Hermione off the ground, forcing her to stand upright. Harry’s closed his eyes, his hands gripping Hermione’s upper arm tightly. A long steel beam connected their side of the cliff with another side of terrain a few hundred yards away.

“You,” Harry hissed in her ear, “will walk that.” Harry shoved her forwards.

Hermione whimpered and stood on the slender beam. She was walking slowly, trying to keep herself from falling. She had to balance herself. When she reached the middle of the beam, She heard Harry yell for her to stop. She did as she was told.

Harry stood at the ledge and raised his right hand towards the bottom of the cavern below Hermione. He grimaced, feeling heat surge through his body. Mountains of hot coals appeared, covering the ground below the beam in feet upon feet of what would become death. Rings of fire were appearing and disappearing on top of the coals, keeping them properly hot and lit. Harry stared at Hermione’s back and the steel beam was now covered in oil. The small portion of the beam around Hermione’s feet was kept clear of the substance, allowing her to keep her footing. Harry smiled.

“Run.”

Harry glanced at the trail of oil on the beam and it became lit with fire. A line of flame was quickly making it’s way to Hermione. She shrieked and started to step forwards. Seeing the slick oil covered beam in front of her, she became nervous and tried to decide what she should do. If she stayed, she would be caught on fire, if she walked forward, she would slip. The fire was barreling towards her. She closed her eyes and stepped forwards.

Harry watched her step forward. He saw her foot slip out from beneath her, he watched as his friend fell into the pile of hot coals beneath her. He heard her scream. Piercing screams. Harry smiled and walked back to Draco. Draco embraced his lover, rocking him gently to the screeching of a truly fowl mudblood.

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Harry lay on his bed with Draco by his side. Their hands were intertwined and Harry sighed.

“What’s the matter Harry?” Draco asked gently.

“It’s nothing Draco. I never told you where we were.” Harry looked into Draco’s eyes and smiled. “It was a section of the Forbidden Forest, as you saw when we made our way there. One of the Founders, Slytherin most likely, made a special section of the forest so that he may teach his students there. The section creates whichever setting you require for your plans. Dumbledore knows nothing of it. No one will ever suspect the deaths to be taken place there.”

Draco simply stared at Harry and smirked. “So, we annihilate them while we’re right under their noses?”

Harry smiled, nodded, and buried his head into Draco’s neck.

Draco laughed and wrapped his arms around Harry. “Perfect,” he said while placing a gentle kiss to the crown of Harry’s head.

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A/N: I hope that was darker and enjoyable, I’m kind of doubting it. The sex e cae came out horrible. I know. Next time will be better, I promise! *shrugs* Review for me and tell me who you want to die next, eh? *laughs cruelly* You can have love and murder in the same story right? Fun it is. Please!!!!!! Review!!!!!!