There Is A Thin Line Between Hate And Love
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Adult +
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19
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8,340
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22
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Dancing Queen
Disclaimer: Not mine. Please don‘t sue I don‘t have any money
Pairing: (Eventually) Harry/Draco
Author: Catium
Beta: the-4gotten-marauder
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1644
Genre: Romance/ Drama.
Status: In Progress.
Warnings: Language
Summary: What happens when that thin line between hate and love starts to disappear? Starts in the Half Blood Prince then moves on to year 7. The Deathly Hallows never happened.
Note: Don’t forget that reviews are love
Chapter 8. Dancing Queen
August passed on day by day and it became tradition for Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Draco to meet every day after breakfast in the Black family tree, living room. There they would talk about everything and nothing. Their conversations were usually pretty shallow and it didn’t make it any easier to talk about serious stuff that Draco would still call the quartet by their last names and they his.
One day near the end of August the fantastic five were sitting like before in the living room talking about things they like. This conversation had been going on for a while and Draco hadn’t said a word. Then he started to speak and the conversation soon took a surprising twist.
“I like muggle stuff” he all of sudden spoke up.
The quartet looked at him, shocked out of their minds.
Did the Slytherin Pureblood just say that he liked muggle stuff?
Draco saw their stunned faces, sighed and said.
“My grandfather had a brother. A lifetime bachelor and weirdo that was obsessed about muggle stuff and collected every single item that he could get his hands on. I found his quarters in Malfoy manor after our second year. That plus our little showdown earlier that year, like I’ve already told you, were the main events that made me realize that maybe muggles weren’t that bad, well that and the fact that a lot of people at school, even the Purebloods were talking about muggles and muggle stuff like it was normal.”
“Well yeah...that’s because it is normal Malfoy. Maybe different from what we are used to but normal never the less.” Ron said.
“It wasn’t considered normal where I grew up. Everything about muggles and muggle related stuff was considered an abomination in my home. My father taught me to hate muggles just as much as Muggleborns, NonPurebloods and Bloodtraitors even more, if anything. My opinion of muggles until that point was even lower than my opinion on NonPurebloods and Bloodtraitors (Draco had been forced by the quartet to stop saying Mudblood so he had turned to the more friendly word NonPurebloods ).”
“Were you taught anything by your father other than to hate everyone different from you?” Hermione asked
“YES Granger!!!” Draco half screamed, insulted by Hermione’s comment. “Of course I bloody was. Anyway after my third year I started getting myself stuff, like TV, VCR player, stereo, and computer in my rooms at the Manor. I also started to watch, listen, reading and collecting Muggle movies, music and books. I was...amazed at how talented the Muggles are. Wizards don’t make movies and it should be easier for us to with magic and everything, but Muggles do. And their music, books and just everything has more variety in it than our music, our books. It’s like they have more imagination. At first I couldn’t believe it but then I simply accepted it and started to enjoy it. Now I can’t live without me daily dose of music.”
“Were you listening to muggle music? That day in the back yard.” Hermione asked when Draco stopped talking.
“Yes. Yes I was” Draco answered.
The quartet carried on the conversation now talking about stuff like music they liked and movies they had seen. Ron and Ginny hadn’t seen any movies but were dying to do so. Draco faded out of the conversation, staring at Harry and forgetting himself in the progress. After a while everyone had stopped talking and silence settled over the living room.
“I really want to get some reaction out of Harry right now.” Draco thought “He’s so relaxed, not expecting anything, I wonder how he would react if I...no...no I can’t... Wait I’m a Malfoy. We can do anything we want, when we want to. No regrets, no apologizes. Ever.”
“So have any of you had sex?”
Harry had been far into his thoughts. Pondering on about...well...Malfoy. Whom just kept on surprising him. Like who would have guessed that the stuck up, snobbish, hates muggles, Pureblood really liked muggles and muggle stuff? Then he had heard Draco’s question.
“That smug, arrogant bastard. How dare he asking us something like that?”
“I don’t think that’s any business of yours Malfoy.” Harry said his voice shaking with anger.
“That just means you haven’t.” Draco replied then forgetting everything he had promised himself about being nice and added. “I’m sorry I forgot that I’m not talking to my Slytherin mates but to some blue eyes Gryffindors.”
“So you have then?” Ginny asked.
Ron tried desperately to shush her but didn’t succeed.
“Yes I have, and as a matter of fact everyone in my year in Slytherin has. We decided to have it over and done with, in our fourth year and used the change that rose with the Yule Ball that Christmas.” Draco told them
“So you just what? Picked who had sex with whom”.
“Pretty much. We decided to keep it within the Slytherin house and our year. That way we could at least assure that our first time was with a pureblood”
“So who did you have sex with then?” Ginny asked now keeping up the conversation as the Golden Trio sat there mouths open listening.
“Who do you thing Weasley?” Draco asked back.
Then to Draco’s surprise Harry all of sudden joined the conversation
Let me guess....” He thought. ”Parkinson perhaps?”
“Bulls eye Potter.” Draco answered him. “Although now when I think back I can’t believe I managed to perform although it was just that one time.”
“That was an dose of over sharing. Over sharing I’m telling you Malfoy. You better back out...NOW!” Draco thought to himself. He started to stand up and getting ready to leave the room saying.
“Well this has been awfully nice. Let’s do this again sometime soon. Well got to go now...” Draco said getting to the doors.
Then Hermione mustered up her courage and asked.
“Why only that one time? I thought Pansy’s your girlfriend”
Draco snorted “We were engaged from age 5 until our fifth year but then her father after her request broke it off”
“How come?” Hermione asked.
“Because Granger our engagement was based on us staying true to one another. After our first time together I realised who I was. That I had never had any romantic feelings for her. But all those years my dad had made it perfectly clear that she was the only respectable, rich, pureblood girl my age that I could marry. So I tolerated her being my girlfriend although I just wanted her to be my friend. That was until I realised who I was. I told her in honesty that I had never really liked her romantically, more just like a friend. She told me that her feelings were mutual. Then she told her dad that the terms for our engagement were broken, so we broke off the engagement. I started dating a person that I fell for and that fell for me shortly after Easter in our fourth year and then in secrecy during our fifth year although the whole of Slytherin knew. They just knew better than to tell anyone about it. Because my father couldn’t find out. Pansy’s father had told my father on Pansy’s request that she had found another boy. In our six year we weren’t really dating. We did meet every chance we got. But he didn’t want to date someone officially who had a mission like mine was. His family has always been neutral in the war and he wasn’t going to take sides now, not for me or anyone. And now I don’t know. Maybe we will meet up. Maybe not. I’m kind of over him anyway.”
“Wait, wait” Harry said “Did you just say him?”
Draco thought for a second about not answering this question but then he didn’t see a point in arguing about this so he simply said
“Yes I said him. I was dating Blaise Zabini during the end of our fourth year and our fifth. Openly in the Slytherin house but almost no one knew in school outside our house. But I thought everyone knew the other thing. It isn’t even that big of a deal to me. After the Yule Ball and my and Pansy having sex I realized who I am. I told everyone that I hang around with in Hogwarts about it and I just assumed everyone knew. Usually news travels fast at Hogwarts. But either way I’m gay! I thought you knew.”
After revealing those news Draco walked out of the room. Leaving Harry and the others in ave.
“He...he... he’s gay.” Is all that Ron managed to utter after a long silence.
“Yeah” Ginny replied “and he’s a Dancing Queen. Fancy that.”
TBC
Pairing: (Eventually) Harry/Draco
Author: Catium
Beta: the-4gotten-marauder
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1644
Genre: Romance/ Drama.
Status: In Progress.
Warnings: Language
Summary: What happens when that thin line between hate and love starts to disappear? Starts in the Half Blood Prince then moves on to year 7. The Deathly Hallows never happened.
Note: Don’t forget that reviews are love
Chapter 8. Dancing Queen
August passed on day by day and it became tradition for Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Draco to meet every day after breakfast in the Black family tree, living room. There they would talk about everything and nothing. Their conversations were usually pretty shallow and it didn’t make it any easier to talk about serious stuff that Draco would still call the quartet by their last names and they his.
One day near the end of August the fantastic five were sitting like before in the living room talking about things they like. This conversation had been going on for a while and Draco hadn’t said a word. Then he started to speak and the conversation soon took a surprising twist.
“I like muggle stuff” he all of sudden spoke up.
The quartet looked at him, shocked out of their minds.
Did the Slytherin Pureblood just say that he liked muggle stuff?
Draco saw their stunned faces, sighed and said.
“My grandfather had a brother. A lifetime bachelor and weirdo that was obsessed about muggle stuff and collected every single item that he could get his hands on. I found his quarters in Malfoy manor after our second year. That plus our little showdown earlier that year, like I’ve already told you, were the main events that made me realize that maybe muggles weren’t that bad, well that and the fact that a lot of people at school, even the Purebloods were talking about muggles and muggle stuff like it was normal.”
“Well yeah...that’s because it is normal Malfoy. Maybe different from what we are used to but normal never the less.” Ron said.
“It wasn’t considered normal where I grew up. Everything about muggles and muggle related stuff was considered an abomination in my home. My father taught me to hate muggles just as much as Muggleborns, NonPurebloods and Bloodtraitors even more, if anything. My opinion of muggles until that point was even lower than my opinion on NonPurebloods and Bloodtraitors (Draco had been forced by the quartet to stop saying Mudblood so he had turned to the more friendly word NonPurebloods ).”
“Were you taught anything by your father other than to hate everyone different from you?” Hermione asked
“YES Granger!!!” Draco half screamed, insulted by Hermione’s comment. “Of course I bloody was. Anyway after my third year I started getting myself stuff, like TV, VCR player, stereo, and computer in my rooms at the Manor. I also started to watch, listen, reading and collecting Muggle movies, music and books. I was...amazed at how talented the Muggles are. Wizards don’t make movies and it should be easier for us to with magic and everything, but Muggles do. And their music, books and just everything has more variety in it than our music, our books. It’s like they have more imagination. At first I couldn’t believe it but then I simply accepted it and started to enjoy it. Now I can’t live without me daily dose of music.”
“Were you listening to muggle music? That day in the back yard.” Hermione asked when Draco stopped talking.
“Yes. Yes I was” Draco answered.
The quartet carried on the conversation now talking about stuff like music they liked and movies they had seen. Ron and Ginny hadn’t seen any movies but were dying to do so. Draco faded out of the conversation, staring at Harry and forgetting himself in the progress. After a while everyone had stopped talking and silence settled over the living room.
“I really want to get some reaction out of Harry right now.” Draco thought “He’s so relaxed, not expecting anything, I wonder how he would react if I...no...no I can’t... Wait I’m a Malfoy. We can do anything we want, when we want to. No regrets, no apologizes. Ever.”
“So have any of you had sex?”
Harry had been far into his thoughts. Pondering on about...well...Malfoy. Whom just kept on surprising him. Like who would have guessed that the stuck up, snobbish, hates muggles, Pureblood really liked muggles and muggle stuff? Then he had heard Draco’s question.
“That smug, arrogant bastard. How dare he asking us something like that?”
“I don’t think that’s any business of yours Malfoy.” Harry said his voice shaking with anger.
“That just means you haven’t.” Draco replied then forgetting everything he had promised himself about being nice and added. “I’m sorry I forgot that I’m not talking to my Slytherin mates but to some blue eyes Gryffindors.”
“So you have then?” Ginny asked.
Ron tried desperately to shush her but didn’t succeed.
“Yes I have, and as a matter of fact everyone in my year in Slytherin has. We decided to have it over and done with, in our fourth year and used the change that rose with the Yule Ball that Christmas.” Draco told them
“So you just what? Picked who had sex with whom”.
“Pretty much. We decided to keep it within the Slytherin house and our year. That way we could at least assure that our first time was with a pureblood”
“So who did you have sex with then?” Ginny asked now keeping up the conversation as the Golden Trio sat there mouths open listening.
“Who do you thing Weasley?” Draco asked back.
Then to Draco’s surprise Harry all of sudden joined the conversation
Let me guess....” He thought. ”Parkinson perhaps?”
“Bulls eye Potter.” Draco answered him. “Although now when I think back I can’t believe I managed to perform although it was just that one time.”
“That was an dose of over sharing. Over sharing I’m telling you Malfoy. You better back out...NOW!” Draco thought to himself. He started to stand up and getting ready to leave the room saying.
“Well this has been awfully nice. Let’s do this again sometime soon. Well got to go now...” Draco said getting to the doors.
Then Hermione mustered up her courage and asked.
“Why only that one time? I thought Pansy’s your girlfriend”
Draco snorted “We were engaged from age 5 until our fifth year but then her father after her request broke it off”
“How come?” Hermione asked.
“Because Granger our engagement was based on us staying true to one another. After our first time together I realised who I was. That I had never had any romantic feelings for her. But all those years my dad had made it perfectly clear that she was the only respectable, rich, pureblood girl my age that I could marry. So I tolerated her being my girlfriend although I just wanted her to be my friend. That was until I realised who I was. I told her in honesty that I had never really liked her romantically, more just like a friend. She told me that her feelings were mutual. Then she told her dad that the terms for our engagement were broken, so we broke off the engagement. I started dating a person that I fell for and that fell for me shortly after Easter in our fourth year and then in secrecy during our fifth year although the whole of Slytherin knew. They just knew better than to tell anyone about it. Because my father couldn’t find out. Pansy’s father had told my father on Pansy’s request that she had found another boy. In our six year we weren’t really dating. We did meet every chance we got. But he didn’t want to date someone officially who had a mission like mine was. His family has always been neutral in the war and he wasn’t going to take sides now, not for me or anyone. And now I don’t know. Maybe we will meet up. Maybe not. I’m kind of over him anyway.”
“Wait, wait” Harry said “Did you just say him?”
Draco thought for a second about not answering this question but then he didn’t see a point in arguing about this so he simply said
“Yes I said him. I was dating Blaise Zabini during the end of our fourth year and our fifth. Openly in the Slytherin house but almost no one knew in school outside our house. But I thought everyone knew the other thing. It isn’t even that big of a deal to me. After the Yule Ball and my and Pansy having sex I realized who I am. I told everyone that I hang around with in Hogwarts about it and I just assumed everyone knew. Usually news travels fast at Hogwarts. But either way I’m gay! I thought you knew.”
After revealing those news Draco walked out of the room. Leaving Harry and the others in ave.
“He...he... he’s gay.” Is all that Ron managed to utter after a long silence.
“Yeah” Ginny replied “and he’s a Dancing Queen. Fancy that.”
TBC