Happy Christmas

Title: Happy Christmas
Author: Lady Sev Snape/Slashgoddess
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Requirements: Christmas 2nd Pairing: Harry/Draco Christmas 2nd Type: with Draco loyal to Harry instead of Voldemort and the Slytherins loyal to Draco. Christmas 2nd Notes: No non-con or mpreg, although kinks are fine. Anything rated G to NC-17 is perfectly acceptable.
(It was a little silly idea I had running in my head. I couldn\'t help myself! Honestly! I\'m sorry if it\'s short or stupid... I found it silly)
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Harry woke up, clutching his scar. He scrambled to get dressed and to tell the Headmaster before he forgot. He rushed out the door of the dorms, forgetting to take his Invisibility cloak with him in his haste. He was walking quickly down the halls, ignoring the searing cold beneath his slippered feet, attempting to be quiet. Unfortunately, as he turned a corner he ran into one Draco Malfoy, who was lounging indolently against a wall, almost as if he\'d known Harry was headed his way.
\"So, Hero, in a hurry?\" Draco drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. The tone of it completely enraged Harry and he thrust Draco up against the wall and put his hands on both sides of the blonde boy. He leaned in till his lips were a mere inch away from Draco\'s and he growled out, \"Yes. Why are you following me constantly? I can\'t even turn around without you hovering somewhere nearby. Ron and Hermoine haven\'t noticed yet but I have and I\'m sick of it. So spill it Malfoy. Why are you following me?\"
Draco hesitated. He didn\'t want to explain himself but he could see Harry was not going to let him leave till he did. So he sighed and said softly, \"I\'m... not sure entirely. I almost to seem to be magnetically attracted to you. No, that didn\'t come out quite right. I don\'t know how to explain my feeling to you, hell I can\'t even explain them to me!\" With that he slid his hands up to cup Harry\'s soft cheeks and lowered his lips to Harry\'s. After a moment he pulled back and stared at him, his pupils fully enlarged. Harry tasted dark, like forbidden fruit or an emerald poision that would now spread through his veins like molten silver. He gasped and his eyes slowly closed, his lips open like he was begging for a kiss. Harry, not quite sure why he did, leaned in and ran his tongue across Malfoy\'s lower lip then plunged it deep into the open mouth. He sighed softly as he gave himself up to his feelings. He\'d felt this way since the beginning of the year and he knew he\'d have to talk to Draco now. He pushed himself off of the blonde boy and grabbed him by the hand and led him up to the Head Boy\'s room. He and Hermoine were the Heads of Hogwarts this year and as such had a spacious room to themselves. Harry dragged Draco up the stairs to his private chambers and warded the door. After that he threw up silencing spells for good measure then turned to the boy who was standing there, staring at him like he\'d lost his mind.
\"Sit,\" he commanded, pointing to a dark red chair by the fireplace. Draco complied nervously, not entirely knowing what to expect. Harry sat down in the chair opposite Draco and sighed. Draco took this moment to glance around the room. It was obvious Harry had decorated the room but Draco was suprised to see Slytherin colors mingling with the Gryffindor.
\"I was supposed to be in Slytherin you know,\" Harry said softly, catching the look of shock on the other boy\'s face. Draco looked pole-axed and then a sly grin slid onto his face.
\"So why\'d you drag me here, Hero?\"
Harry leaned forwards in his chair and looked Draco in the eye. \"We need to have a serious discussion. On you, your father and the Dark Lord.\" Draco gulped and said quickly, \"Harry... I don\'t want to join them. I honestly don\'t. My father insists, but frankly, my father is starting to scare me. I don\'t think he hangs the moon anymore you know. I\'m not eleven anymore. Voldemort scares the piss out of me. He\'s completely insane! I don\'t want to risk my life catering to the whims of an insane megalomaniac!\" Harry sat back and smiled.
\"So, you don\'t eh? Care to join our side then?\" Draco nodded softly and Harry smiled wider. \"We need to form an army of sorts then. Who will follow you?\"
At this Draco smirked. \"Why the entire Slytherin house, of course! They\'re all eating out of my hand anyways! And any who feel otherwise can be made to \'see the light\' as it were.\"
The two boys sat there making plans late into the night and fell asleep in each others arms, Harry\'s dream completely forgotten.

*~*~*~TWO MONTHS LATER~*~*~*

\"I don\'t like it, Harry,\" Draco said quickly. He looked up at his boyfriend and smiled. \"I don\'t think we can pull off the entire thing. I know Voldemort will suspect something.\"
Harry looked at Draco and smiled sweetly. \"Well, Draco, you will be the obediant Death Eater spawn and will have finally captured the Boy-Who-Lived. You will have the backing of the entire Slytherin House and you\'ll all march me into the revel. My Gryffindors will be waiting for a signal. You will be carrying one of Fred and George\'s fake wands that they\'ve made specially for this night. My wand will be tucked up my sleeve in a specially made holder.\" He leaned down and quickly kissed Draco. \"It will work. I promise you. He\'s to egotistical to believe that I can beat him. Even though I\'ve done it seven other times already...\" Harry trailed off, smiling. He sat down and held Draco in his arms, lightly kissing the other boy. The kiss quickly turned hotter and more passionate and hands roamed freely over suddenly bare chests. Hands undid pant clasps and bodies were joined in the most sacred of unions. Flesh slid into flesh, soft sighs and moans filled the air. Emerald eyes locked on and held silvery-blue ones, love in both eyes. It was over too quickly and they both lay there, bodies entwined, waiting for the signal that their plan was about to be set into motion.

*~*~*AN HOUR LATER*~*~*

Harry was forced to his knees before Lord Voldemort. His hands were tied behind his back and he stared indolently into the red eyes of the Dark Lord.
\"This night is the sacred night of Yule. Sacrifices have been made on this night in years bygone. Tonight, another sacrifice will be made, this one from one who has already sacrificed so much. His family, his life, his blood, his love. Tonight we are here to witness the final sacrifice of one Harry Potter, called the Boy-Who-Lived, called Gryffindor\'s Hero.\" Voldemort said, his voice ringing. Harry caught and held Draco\'s eyes, then nodded slightly. Draco made a small gesture and suddenly the entire area was flooded with wands pulled and pointed to the Death Eaters and their lord. Quick stunning spells were shouted and everyone but Voldemort himself was immobilized. Harry rose calmly to his feet and pulled his own wand out of his sleeve and pointed it at Voldemort. He felt Draco and Severus on either side of him.
\"Sit,\" Harry said, his voice gone cold. Voldemort sat down and was bound to the chair. \"The wizarding world has lived in fear of you for too long. It\'s time your reign of terror is over. Therefore, it is my privilage and honor to end it for you as I did the first time. Although this time I will be merciful. Say goodbye to your memories,\" Harry said, vaguely remembering the words Lockheart said in the Chamber of Secrets his second year. He pulled his wand back and whispered, \"Obliviate,\" and watched as Voldemort\'s eyes went vacant. Harry sent up a violet signal to the waiting Gryffindors and Aurors to come in to collect the Death Eaters. Harry walked off of the battlefield with Draco on his arm, leaving Severus and Albus Dumbledore to handle the obliviated Dark Lord. They were filling his mind with loads of rubbish. Harry and Draco went to the Head Boy\'s rooms again and finished the night in celebrating each other\'s bodies and their love.
\"Happy Christmas, Harry,\" Draco said softly.
\"Happy Christmas, Draco,\" Harry echoed.