The trouble with love
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,972
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The trouble with love
Disclaimer- Harry Potter or anything that has to do with them, except the story plot that is, does not belong to me. *pouts*
Chapter 1
Sitting by the windowsill sat a boy with shabby midnight black hair, piercing beautiful emerald eyes, wearing a baggy blue shirt and baggy blue jeans, that looks like a tent over his small, thin frame. He was looking up at the diamond sky thinking.
He defeated Voldemort in his fifth year, he was happy, he didn’t have a psycho after him any more, and was free to go anywhere without people flagging him all the time.
Harry was going back to Hogwarts in a month and a half, and away from the Dursley’s, he was going to see his friends and couldn’t wait for the year. He sighed, and looked over at the clock and realized it was midnight, he better get to bed. He slid into the small bed, snuggled into the sheets and fell asleep.
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On the other side of London in the magickal world a pale boy was moaning and thrashing on his bed with pain. Why?, because Draco Malfoy was coming into his inheritance.
His parents Lucius and Narcissa were waiting patiently in the sitting room for it to end. After a few minutes all was quiet. They both took a deep breath, got up and went into there son's bedroom and gasped at what they saw.
His pale skin seemed to be glowing, his cheekbones more defined, and it seems he has pouty lips. His hair reached the middle of his back and he seemed to be taller. He was "5,10" now he reaches about "6,0". He opened his eyes and they saw a swirling galaxy of Silver and blue.
He looked toward his parents with tired, but somewhat pained eyes. "What happened.” He said quietly. Narcissa looked toward Lucius, he nodded and she walked over to the bed. She sat down on the corner of the and looked toward her son. “Well dear, you came into your Veela inheritance.”
Chapter 1
Sitting by the windowsill sat a boy with shabby midnight black hair, piercing beautiful emerald eyes, wearing a baggy blue shirt and baggy blue jeans, that looks like a tent over his small, thin frame. He was looking up at the diamond sky thinking.
He defeated Voldemort in his fifth year, he was happy, he didn’t have a psycho after him any more, and was free to go anywhere without people flagging him all the time.
Harry was going back to Hogwarts in a month and a half, and away from the Dursley’s, he was going to see his friends and couldn’t wait for the year. He sighed, and looked over at the clock and realized it was midnight, he better get to bed. He slid into the small bed, snuggled into the sheets and fell asleep.
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&
On the other side of London in the magickal world a pale boy was moaning and thrashing on his bed with pain. Why?, because Draco Malfoy was coming into his inheritance.
His parents Lucius and Narcissa were waiting patiently in the sitting room for it to end. After a few minutes all was quiet. They both took a deep breath, got up and went into there son's bedroom and gasped at what they saw.
His pale skin seemed to be glowing, his cheekbones more defined, and it seems he has pouty lips. His hair reached the middle of his back and he seemed to be taller. He was "5,10" now he reaches about "6,0". He opened his eyes and they saw a swirling galaxy of Silver and blue.
He looked toward his parents with tired, but somewhat pained eyes. "What happened.” He said quietly. Narcissa looked toward Lucius, he nodded and she walked over to the bed. She sat down on the corner of the and looked toward her son. “Well dear, you came into your Veela inheritance.”