War of the Heart
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Adult +
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Chapter 8 Impossible Dreams
Harry took a quick look around as Malfoy pulled him through the Slytherin common room.It wasn't fancy, furnishings in silver and green,mixed with black. It was actually quite cozy.He didn't let go as Malfoy pulled him up the stairs, he just followed obediently,not even noticing himself panting or blushing before Malfoy pulled him by the hand into his solitary dormroom.
"You sleep alone?" he spluttered. Malfoy smirked at him, "It pays to be prefect." "But,I'm a prefect,and..." He stopped talking. Malfoy had sat down in an armchair,looking mischievous and grave at the same time. "It also pays to be a Slytherin", he grinned. "But, I didn't bring you here to make you dislike your own sleeping arrangements." Harry stood where he was, not knowing where to sit, and also not knowing if he were allowed to sit. It was Malfoy,after all.
Draco couldn't help but notice Potters insecurity,and smiled.This felt very weird.Having the power to make Saint Potter feel insecure,not to mention to get him to follow him, and hunger for him the way it seemed he did.Harry sat down on Malfoys gigantic bed, very carefully. He couldn't stop his heart from thundering,and he was starting to worry he might actually get a heartattach.Draco kept staring at Potter, and then very quietly asked. "Why did you come?" Harry lifted his face, muttering reluctantly,shamefully even. "Because you told me to." He didn't notice Malfoys sharp intake of air,but he did notice the lack of cruel jokes.
"Then..why did you kiss me?" His voice quivered somewhat.Harry looked up, shame and longing written ever so clearly all over his face,still swollen from the punches. "Because..I - I..I think I'm falling for you." Dracos face softened in an unusual way. "Come here." Potter fell at his knees before Draco. Harry looked up, and into Malfoys eyes. "Close your eyes" Malfoy said, and Harry obliged, ignoring all the things that Malfoy would normally do if he had done this. He heard Malfoy mutter an incantation,and felt his face hurt less and less.
"There,all better". Draco whispered.Harry thought that must be Malfoys way of apologizing,making the swelling go away. Draco took Potters face in his hands. "What do we do?" Harry opened his eyes."About what?" Malfoy looked at him incredously."About this,whole,situation.I can't have you staring at me like I'm roast beef every meal." Harry went crimson. "I did not." Potters sullen denial,made Draco giggle.
"You did!You want me, don't you, little saint?" Harry stammered,and tried to avert his eyes from Malfoys piercing gaze. ".." "Aha! I knew it!" Harry almost felt annoyed. "Well,you want me too.Why else would you topple on me every chance you get?" Malfoy actually blushed. "I do not ..." Harry swallowed and waited for the rest of the sentence. "..topple.I fall gracefully.", Malfoy added. "Mhm, and then you grab peoples wrists, and hold them down." He grinned. "Shut up, Potter", Draco mumbled, and pulled Potters face close, lips meeting.The kiss seemed like it lasted for ever, Dracos tongue intertwining with Potters, Dracos hands pulling him closer, before pushing him roughly down on the grey carpet.
Heaving with breath, Draco Malfoy stood above the person he had pretended to hate for so long, doing everything he could to get his attention, and still..he was afraid.If I had complied with Dumbledores request in fourth year, it could have been so different, he thought. He bet Potter didn't know that he was the intended hostage in the second challenge of the Triwizard tournament.He remembered, he had gone about in a daze for weeks. But it didn't seem like Harry liked him much,so he never did anything about it. How could he?
But after the kiss, he had known he had to do something. Even if it was just dawning on Potter himself,what he felt. If it was feelings,and not just lust.
"What is it?" Harrys look was a mixture of hurt,fear,lust and...And love? "I...I want you to tell me everything I ask." Harrys expression changed to surprise. "About what?" Draco look pained. "What do you feel..for me?" He looked away as he was asking,shame waving in over him, fist clenched by his sides, a statue in silver and gold.
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A/N I'm not happy with the next chapter, it's too fluffy, but you'll get it anyway..
"You sleep alone?" he spluttered. Malfoy smirked at him, "It pays to be prefect." "But,I'm a prefect,and..." He stopped talking. Malfoy had sat down in an armchair,looking mischievous and grave at the same time. "It also pays to be a Slytherin", he grinned. "But, I didn't bring you here to make you dislike your own sleeping arrangements." Harry stood where he was, not knowing where to sit, and also not knowing if he were allowed to sit. It was Malfoy,after all.
Draco couldn't help but notice Potters insecurity,and smiled.This felt very weird.Having the power to make Saint Potter feel insecure,not to mention to get him to follow him, and hunger for him the way it seemed he did.Harry sat down on Malfoys gigantic bed, very carefully. He couldn't stop his heart from thundering,and he was starting to worry he might actually get a heartattach.Draco kept staring at Potter, and then very quietly asked. "Why did you come?" Harry lifted his face, muttering reluctantly,shamefully even. "Because you told me to." He didn't notice Malfoys sharp intake of air,but he did notice the lack of cruel jokes.
"Then..why did you kiss me?" His voice quivered somewhat.Harry looked up, shame and longing written ever so clearly all over his face,still swollen from the punches. "Because..I - I..I think I'm falling for you." Dracos face softened in an unusual way. "Come here." Potter fell at his knees before Draco. Harry looked up, and into Malfoys eyes. "Close your eyes" Malfoy said, and Harry obliged, ignoring all the things that Malfoy would normally do if he had done this. He heard Malfoy mutter an incantation,and felt his face hurt less and less.
"There,all better". Draco whispered.Harry thought that must be Malfoys way of apologizing,making the swelling go away. Draco took Potters face in his hands. "What do we do?" Harry opened his eyes."About what?" Malfoy looked at him incredously."About this,whole,situation.I can't have you staring at me like I'm roast beef every meal." Harry went crimson. "I did not." Potters sullen denial,made Draco giggle.
"You did!You want me, don't you, little saint?" Harry stammered,and tried to avert his eyes from Malfoys piercing gaze. ".." "Aha! I knew it!" Harry almost felt annoyed. "Well,you want me too.Why else would you topple on me every chance you get?" Malfoy actually blushed. "I do not ..." Harry swallowed and waited for the rest of the sentence. "..topple.I fall gracefully.", Malfoy added. "Mhm, and then you grab peoples wrists, and hold them down." He grinned. "Shut up, Potter", Draco mumbled, and pulled Potters face close, lips meeting.The kiss seemed like it lasted for ever, Dracos tongue intertwining with Potters, Dracos hands pulling him closer, before pushing him roughly down on the grey carpet.
Heaving with breath, Draco Malfoy stood above the person he had pretended to hate for so long, doing everything he could to get his attention, and still..he was afraid.If I had complied with Dumbledores request in fourth year, it could have been so different, he thought. He bet Potter didn't know that he was the intended hostage in the second challenge of the Triwizard tournament.He remembered, he had gone about in a daze for weeks. But it didn't seem like Harry liked him much,so he never did anything about it. How could he?
But after the kiss, he had known he had to do something. Even if it was just dawning on Potter himself,what he felt. If it was feelings,and not just lust.
"What is it?" Harrys look was a mixture of hurt,fear,lust and...And love? "I...I want you to tell me everything I ask." Harrys expression changed to surprise. "About what?" Draco look pained. "What do you feel..for me?" He looked away as he was asking,shame waving in over him, fist clenched by his sides, a statue in silver and gold.
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A/N I'm not happy with the next chapter, it's too fluffy, but you'll get it anyway..