Mind Reading Isn\'t Just A Myth
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Adult ++
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9,409
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Chapter 8
Right, time to put the plan into action.
Do I have to do this?
~Grrrrrr…~
Alright, alright!
Keep your hair on!
I was only asking!
Right, let’s go.
‘Draco, when are you getting it?’
Here we go.
‘Excuse me Blaise?’
I’m really not liking this.
‘The Mark, of course. What else?’
‘Don’t you dare talk or look at me like that!’
Yeah, how dare you!
Insolent little prick.
‘Draco, I was only...’
‘Well don’t!’
You tell him Draco.
‘My business is my own, not yours!’
Ok, now the next bit.
‘Besides, who says I’m even getting it?’
That’s right Draco, make your voice get higher and louder.
‘I don’t want to bind myself to some crackpot old fool who is obsessed with wiping out Muggles just because he’s half-one!’
I’m sorry Blaise.
I really am.
No backing out now, huh?
~Sorry. Go on then. You’ve done half of it.~
‘I don’t want to become that scum called my Father!’
~Don’t forget to shout!~
‘I want to actually live a bit. And if you lot want to have that mad-man brand you with a skull that burns almost everyday and get sent to Azkaban when he’s killed by Potter, fine! Just me leave me bloody well out of it. Is that crystal?’
Christ!
I shouted at Blaise!
I actually shouted at him!
And I just signed my own death warrant.
I’m sorry Blaise.
‘Fine!’
*Christ Draco, what the hell? You’re a Malfoy! Aren’t you supposed to be his most loyal supporter?*
‘No! I am not his most loyal supporter!’
Holy shit!
I just replied to his thoughts!
*What the…? He just renounced his Father. My God! He’s a dead man walking!*
‘You think I don’t fucking know that? I am well fucking aware that…’
Crap, Draco!
~SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!~
Ok, that went well.
I mean, apart from me handing my Father the axe with which to disembowel me.
And destroying my friendship with Blaise.
And nearly let slip that I can read minds.
And then, running form the Great Hall like a first year.
Footsteps behind me.
If that’s Blaise going to curse me…
Harry!
*Christ, he can walk fast!*
‘Wait!’
What does it look like I’m doing?
Waiting for the grass to grow?
Gawping at you because you’re so sexy when you’re running?
Well, yeah, I was doing that, but…
‘What was that all about?’
Excuse me?
You saw all that, and you’re asking me what it was?
May I just take this opportunity to call you a very slow thick idiot?
Good.
Because you are!
‘What do you think it was?’
‘I…’
‘I’m talking! Don’t interrupt me!’
*Ok, ok! Touchy!*
~He has a point, Draco.~
Sod off.
‘I just told my best friend of forever where to stick it, signed my Death Warrant and practically admitted I can read people’s fucking thoughts!’
*Yeah, I got that bit. Why?*
‘Why?’
‘WHY?!’
Ok, this is rich.
This boy must have a pea for a brain.
Even Crabbe and Goyle could figure it out.
And let’s face it, they’re not going to be awarded a doctoral degree any day soon, are they?
‘Because of you!’
*Me? What the hell have I got to do with it?*
‘AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!’
Did I just do that aloud?
*What the hell was that?*
‘That was me being so completely frustrated with how fucking stupid you are!’
*Huh?*
‘Christ Potter, don’t you fucking get it?’
‘Get what Malfoy? What have I missed?’
‘That everything I have done for my whole life has been centred around you!’
~Draco, not the most logical of sentences.~
Why don’t you fuck off and just let me say this?
‘It’s always been; Draco, that was so weak Harry Potter could yawn it off. Or; Draco, even Harry Potter could do better than that when he was two! You have completely ruled my life and I didn’t even fucking know you!’
*I have?*
‘Yes you fucking have!’
~Er, Draco, I think I should mention…~
Sod off!
‘Then I come here, and you continue to take centre stage! Famous Harry Potter! Anything you touch becomes gold. Anything you do is praised, when anyone else would have been punished! And it’s not fucking fair!’
~Draco, I really think you should know…~
I said sod off!
Let me finish!
‘You honestly think I wanted any of that?’
‘Don’t you fucking dare make that appeal of how you don’t want it! Because you got it! Whether you fucking wanted it or not! You are not innocent because it wasn’t your choice!’
~Draco, there is…~
‘You think it was my choice to be named after a dragon? Or be born into that family? You think it’s my choice whether I live or die because of you? You think any of this is our choice?’
*Um… no?*
~Draco, this is really important…~
‘Whether you wanted it or not, you destroyed my life before it had even begun, and you’re still doing it!’
‘How? By living? By being the Boy-Who-Won’t-Die?’
‘No! can’t you see?’
~Draco! This is really important.~
‘No! so why don’t you tell me?’
‘I am in fucking love with you!’
~Draco, the whole school is watching.~
‘You’re what?’
Oh fuck!
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Do I have to do this?
~Grrrrrr…~
Alright, alright!
Keep your hair on!
I was only asking!
Right, let’s go.
‘Draco, when are you getting it?’
Here we go.
‘Excuse me Blaise?’
I’m really not liking this.
‘The Mark, of course. What else?’
‘Don’t you dare talk or look at me like that!’
Yeah, how dare you!
Insolent little prick.
‘Draco, I was only...’
‘Well don’t!’
You tell him Draco.
‘My business is my own, not yours!’
Ok, now the next bit.
‘Besides, who says I’m even getting it?’
That’s right Draco, make your voice get higher and louder.
‘I don’t want to bind myself to some crackpot old fool who is obsessed with wiping out Muggles just because he’s half-one!’
I’m sorry Blaise.
I really am.
No backing out now, huh?
~Sorry. Go on then. You’ve done half of it.~
‘I don’t want to become that scum called my Father!’
~Don’t forget to shout!~
‘I want to actually live a bit. And if you lot want to have that mad-man brand you with a skull that burns almost everyday and get sent to Azkaban when he’s killed by Potter, fine! Just me leave me bloody well out of it. Is that crystal?’
Christ!
I shouted at Blaise!
I actually shouted at him!
And I just signed my own death warrant.
I’m sorry Blaise.
‘Fine!’
*Christ Draco, what the hell? You’re a Malfoy! Aren’t you supposed to be his most loyal supporter?*
‘No! I am not his most loyal supporter!’
Holy shit!
I just replied to his thoughts!
*What the…? He just renounced his Father. My God! He’s a dead man walking!*
‘You think I don’t fucking know that? I am well fucking aware that…’
Crap, Draco!
~SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!~
Ok, that went well.
I mean, apart from me handing my Father the axe with which to disembowel me.
And destroying my friendship with Blaise.
And nearly let slip that I can read minds.
And then, running form the Great Hall like a first year.
Footsteps behind me.
If that’s Blaise going to curse me…
Harry!
*Christ, he can walk fast!*
‘Wait!’
What does it look like I’m doing?
Waiting for the grass to grow?
Gawping at you because you’re so sexy when you’re running?
Well, yeah, I was doing that, but…
‘What was that all about?’
Excuse me?
You saw all that, and you’re asking me what it was?
May I just take this opportunity to call you a very slow thick idiot?
Good.
Because you are!
‘What do you think it was?’
‘I…’
‘I’m talking! Don’t interrupt me!’
*Ok, ok! Touchy!*
~He has a point, Draco.~
Sod off.
‘I just told my best friend of forever where to stick it, signed my Death Warrant and practically admitted I can read people’s fucking thoughts!’
*Yeah, I got that bit. Why?*
‘Why?’
‘WHY?!’
Ok, this is rich.
This boy must have a pea for a brain.
Even Crabbe and Goyle could figure it out.
And let’s face it, they’re not going to be awarded a doctoral degree any day soon, are they?
‘Because of you!’
*Me? What the hell have I got to do with it?*
‘AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!’
Did I just do that aloud?
*What the hell was that?*
‘That was me being so completely frustrated with how fucking stupid you are!’
*Huh?*
‘Christ Potter, don’t you fucking get it?’
‘Get what Malfoy? What have I missed?’
‘That everything I have done for my whole life has been centred around you!’
~Draco, not the most logical of sentences.~
Why don’t you fuck off and just let me say this?
‘It’s always been; Draco, that was so weak Harry Potter could yawn it off. Or; Draco, even Harry Potter could do better than that when he was two! You have completely ruled my life and I didn’t even fucking know you!’
*I have?*
‘Yes you fucking have!’
~Er, Draco, I think I should mention…~
Sod off!
‘Then I come here, and you continue to take centre stage! Famous Harry Potter! Anything you touch becomes gold. Anything you do is praised, when anyone else would have been punished! And it’s not fucking fair!’
~Draco, I really think you should know…~
I said sod off!
Let me finish!
‘You honestly think I wanted any of that?’
‘Don’t you fucking dare make that appeal of how you don’t want it! Because you got it! Whether you fucking wanted it or not! You are not innocent because it wasn’t your choice!’
~Draco, there is…~
‘You think it was my choice to be named after a dragon? Or be born into that family? You think it’s my choice whether I live or die because of you? You think any of this is our choice?’
*Um… no?*
~Draco, this is really important…~
‘Whether you wanted it or not, you destroyed my life before it had even begun, and you’re still doing it!’
‘How? By living? By being the Boy-Who-Won’t-Die?’
‘No! can’t you see?’
~Draco! This is really important.~
‘No! so why don’t you tell me?’
‘I am in fucking love with you!’
~Draco, the whole school is watching.~
‘You’re what?’
Oh fuck!
thnx for all of the reviews! please don\'t stop though. Lv Maza xxx ;P