Contemplations and Actions

Title: Contemplations and Actions

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Harry contemplates his life, he wants Draco, will he get him.
Pairings: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Categories: Alternate Universe (AU), Slash yaoi, some angst, falling in love
Author Notes: This is my very first fanfic. Please review and tell me how it is. I already have ideas for future direction for this fic, but I need to know if I should even bother to continue. This story is unbeta’d, so constructive criticism is welcome.

“speech”
‘thoughts’

Ch. 1: Contemplations

The dark haired, green-eyed youth known to the entire wizarding world as Harry Potter, the Defeator of Voldemort, The-Boy-Who-Lived, Savior of the Wizarding World, and the many other monikers, was not going anywhere where he would be recognized. Neither would his companion, that he was meeting at the muggle bar, be recognized. As he walked down the street going unrecognized, he enjoyed not having to deal with the hordes of people that always vied for his attention when he was out in public in the wizarding world.
He had been tempted to leave the wizarding world behind and live as a muggle after the “Final Battle”, but that idea had lasted all of two seconds, because even with all the unwanted attention he garnered, and the fluctuating public opinion of himself held by the wizarding world he would be bereft without it. He also loved being able to do magic and was fascinated by all aspects of it, especially now that he didn’t have some crazy bastard after him and all his loved ones. Since Voldermort’s death he had been able to pursue many things that had interested him. Of course with all the things he did now there was really no time for anything else like having a significant other.
HA. He chuckled silently to himself, if the wizarding world only knew the truth about him. Everyday there was an article linking him with some witch or wizard, who claimed that they had had some kind of torrid affair with him. Hell he loved reading those articles just for a good laugh, because in the end, the great and almighty Harry Potter was a VIRGIN. He had tons of people throw themselves at him because they all wanted a piece of his fame.
He had thought that he and Ginny would get back together after the war, but they had found that they were better off as just friends, and he had even set her up with her current fiance, Dean Thomas, and they were getting married in a month. It seemed to Harry that all of his friends had paired up with someone else and were married or engaged. Hell, his best friends Ron and Hermione had gotten married right before the final battle, three years ago, and they had just announced that Hermione was 1 month along in her pregnancy with their first child. Neville Longbottom and Luna, nee Lovegood, had gotten married just last month. They had all been at the monthly get-together, where everybody got a chance to catch up with everybody else. Even Snape had put in an appearance.
Snape and Harry still didn’t get along, but they tolerated each other. Harry no longer blamed Snape for Dumbledore’s death, especially since it had been Dumbledore that had planned the whole thing so that Snape would be able to get in deeper with Voldemort, and as a way of being able to protect Draco Malfoy from having to do something he wouldn’t be able to deal with. Harry was reminded of something that Dumbledore had told him during first year in the infirmary. ‘To a well organized mind, Death is just the next great adventure.’ (A/N: I think I have this right) Dumbledore had felt that he would serve a better purpose in death, as a catalyst for Harry to focus on his training to defeat Voldemort.
Harry had found and destroyed all of the Horcruxes, this had weakened Voldemort enough that in the final battle, when Harry and Voldemort had been transported to a secluded location by a portkey. It was there that Old Moldybutt had met his doom. Luckily, Harry had already had a plan for defeating him. It had actually been Draco that had come up with it. It had been at the last minute that they had come up with it and Harry had only been able to practice once. Even to this day, no one knew what had happened except Harry, and Draco because he had come up with the plan, but Harry had never discussed what actually happened not even with Draco. It’s ironic, the one thing Voldemort had the most disdain for, Love, is what killed him. It hadn’t been easy to recover from the battle, the strain had caused Harry to be in a coma for four months. When he had woken, he had realized, that he had absorbed all of Voldemort’s powers, which he had kept to himself, and that was another thing that no one else knew about, because he didn’t want the wizarding community to hold that against him.
Draco had become a really good friend in their seventh year. Harry had been able to rescue a very beaten Draco from Voldemort’s clutches. Snape had been able to get Harry a message with Fawkes, Dumbledore’s Phoenix, which had gone a long way to convincing Harry to trust him. Harry had brought Draco to Hogwarts, where Harry, Ron and Hermione had ended up after deciding it would be the best base of operations for them. Many students had not returned, but enough had to make it an enjoyable experience.
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Harry realized he had been staring blankly at a wall for the last few minutes while lost in his thoughts. ‘OK, Harry, you can do this. Just go in there and admit your feelings. Its simple. You will not chicken out again, like you have every week for the past year.’ Harry took a deep breath, and walked into the bar.


A/N: Well that’s the first chapter. Please Review and let me know what you thought.