Every clod has a silverlining
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
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1
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749
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Every clod has a silverlining
Disclamer: I don\'t own the characters and I do not get any money from this(I wish I wuld, I\'m soooo broke)
EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVERLINING
~Flashback~
The darker boy saw the blonde’s tall, slender, yet muscular body leaning down on the counter, upper thighs clad in a latex miniskirt. They hadn’t seen each other for more than a glimpse for few years now, not since their days at Hogwarts and Voldemort’s life had ended. The blonde looked really attempting in the brunette’s eyes, but he decided to keep himself in order and to find his friends.
The dark boy pushed his way trough the dancing crowd to the table he knew his friends would be at.
“Oh hi Harry! I’m glad you were able to come!”
“Well hi Millicent!”
He shrieked as they hugged.
“Hi Fred, George, Pansy, and Cho. It’s so nice to see all of you here.”
“Here’s your white Russian, sit down, dear.”
Millicent said offering a seat right beside her. For a while the friends kept chatting about nothing special, but suddenly all of them fell silent. All except Harry.
“And, I mean it’s not like he’s ugly or anything, no. I actually think he’s quite hot, it’s just that I don’t know how to react if he ever said anything to me… What?”
Harry heard a firm “Excuse me”, behind him. He didn’t want to turn around, for he knew quite too well the owner of that cold but sexy voice. It belonged to Draco Malfoy the very same, absolutely fabulous, blonde he had seen standing next to the counter when he came in.
He had obviously stuck in his thoughts, since he could feel a tap in his shoulder and a louder “Excuse me!” He had no other choice but to turn and face his former enemy, present object of lust and desire.
“Y- yeah?”
“It seems like our little hero has taken my seat.”
Draco looked really pissed(and sexy) as he stood there with his hands on his hips, chewing his lip. Harry was didn’t really understand what was all about.
“Eh?”
“Oh well, what ever!”
The blonde snapped and putting his martini on the tabletop he sat right across Harry’s lap.
As the night grew longer, one by one their friends left wishing good night to them. Harry had gotten used to the blonde on his lap quite quickly and now as all of their friends had left the blonde still sat in his lap. The awkwardness of the scene had worn off swiftly and they were quietly talking now, Harry slowly stroking Draco’s hair.
“Do you want to go to my place for a drink or two?”
The dark boy whispered to the blonde’s ear.
~End of flashback~
“Draco dear, please, please tell me what’s wrong! Maybe I can help… or is it something that I’ve done? Just tell me honey, please”
But he didn’t respond. He just kept lying on their bed, looking straight up to the ceiling.
A/N So that’s it… want me to continue? then review.
EVERY CLOUD HAS A SILVERLINING
~Flashback~
The darker boy saw the blonde’s tall, slender, yet muscular body leaning down on the counter, upper thighs clad in a latex miniskirt. They hadn’t seen each other for more than a glimpse for few years now, not since their days at Hogwarts and Voldemort’s life had ended. The blonde looked really attempting in the brunette’s eyes, but he decided to keep himself in order and to find his friends.
The dark boy pushed his way trough the dancing crowd to the table he knew his friends would be at.
“Oh hi Harry! I’m glad you were able to come!”
“Well hi Millicent!”
He shrieked as they hugged.
“Hi Fred, George, Pansy, and Cho. It’s so nice to see all of you here.”
“Here’s your white Russian, sit down, dear.”
Millicent said offering a seat right beside her. For a while the friends kept chatting about nothing special, but suddenly all of them fell silent. All except Harry.
“And, I mean it’s not like he’s ugly or anything, no. I actually think he’s quite hot, it’s just that I don’t know how to react if he ever said anything to me… What?”
Harry heard a firm “Excuse me”, behind him. He didn’t want to turn around, for he knew quite too well the owner of that cold but sexy voice. It belonged to Draco Malfoy the very same, absolutely fabulous, blonde he had seen standing next to the counter when he came in.
He had obviously stuck in his thoughts, since he could feel a tap in his shoulder and a louder “Excuse me!” He had no other choice but to turn and face his former enemy, present object of lust and desire.
“Y- yeah?”
“It seems like our little hero has taken my seat.”
Draco looked really pissed(and sexy) as he stood there with his hands on his hips, chewing his lip. Harry was didn’t really understand what was all about.
“Eh?”
“Oh well, what ever!”
The blonde snapped and putting his martini on the tabletop he sat right across Harry’s lap.
As the night grew longer, one by one their friends left wishing good night to them. Harry had gotten used to the blonde on his lap quite quickly and now as all of their friends had left the blonde still sat in his lap. The awkwardness of the scene had worn off swiftly and they were quietly talking now, Harry slowly stroking Draco’s hair.
“Do you want to go to my place for a drink or two?”
The dark boy whispered to the blonde’s ear.
~End of flashback~
“Draco dear, please, please tell me what’s wrong! Maybe I can help… or is it something that I’ve done? Just tell me honey, please”
But he didn’t respond. He just kept lying on their bed, looking straight up to the ceiling.
A/N So that’s it… want me to continue? then review.