Xmas gift for Harry
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
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5
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Xmas gift for Harry
Harry stood beneath the mistletoe by the largest of the Christmas trees in the Great Hall, feeling abandoned and lonesome.
His friends had gone home for the holidays, and he had not been invited along. He was alone in the Gryffindor wing, and he didn't think there were any other students in the entire castle.Except for him. He didn't want to think about him now.
Harry had been obsessed by him for as long as he could remember. Wanting to beat him, then outshine him, then pester him, and now..now he just wanted to kiss him. He had told Ron and Hermione a while before Christmas, and they had reacted even worse than expected. Ron had actually given him a beating,they both got a black eye out of that affair, and Hermione, well she had done what she always does, she ran to Dumbledore. Dumbledore had spoken to him, believed him, but for once, he followed procedure, and that meant speaking with Malfoy. Harry had sat silent and crimson through the entire meeting. "Mister Malfoy,do you know anything about a love potion that might have been slipped Mister Potter?" Malfoy had looked at him, arched a perfect eyebrow, and shook his head. "Mister Malfoy, I will ask you only once.Mister Potter, I have been told, is in love with you.Since this seems to be quite out of the ordinary, we thought it best to have a talk.You understand of course, the graveness of the situation, and that if you seem to take advantage of it, there will be repercussions?" Malfoy looked dumbstruck, a delicate pink on his pale face. "Yes, Professor." He looked at Harry with a feeling Harry couldn't at all begin to decrypt.
After the meeting, he had gotten his own sleeping arrangements, seeing as the boys felt uncomfortable around him now. He didn't even talk to any of them. Harry was on his own, again. Malfoy hadn't taunted him, as Harry feared. He had done much worse. He had ignored him. Nothing Harry did could get his attention. And now, he was left totally on his own. Except..for him.
"God,this place is a bore.What on earth are you doing staring at the stupid tree?" Malfoy snarled behind him. Harry spun around. "I..I was just thinking." Malfoy arched his eyebrow. "Don't boast,Potter." A smile in his face told Harry that this wasn't dangerous.It was a joke.He could deal with jokes. He couldn't breathe though. You needed breathing to speak, he seemed to remember. It thudded when he fainted. "Potter?!" Malfoy had bent down over him, looking sort of worried. Harry grinned, and pointed up. "Mistletoe, Malfoy." Malfoy looked up, turning pink. "Not on your life, Potter!" Harry snuck his hand down his pcoket, and pulled out a black velvet gift. "Here's my gift to you.." Malfoy blushed. "Now, how about that gift for me?" Malfoy took the gift, looked around cautiously, and said; "Ok, fine, but if you mention this to anyone..." Harry grinned. "Oh,shut up and kiss me, Malfoy!"
His friends had gone home for the holidays, and he had not been invited along. He was alone in the Gryffindor wing, and he didn't think there were any other students in the entire castle.Except for him. He didn't want to think about him now.
Harry had been obsessed by him for as long as he could remember. Wanting to beat him, then outshine him, then pester him, and now..now he just wanted to kiss him. He had told Ron and Hermione a while before Christmas, and they had reacted even worse than expected. Ron had actually given him a beating,they both got a black eye out of that affair, and Hermione, well she had done what she always does, she ran to Dumbledore. Dumbledore had spoken to him, believed him, but for once, he followed procedure, and that meant speaking with Malfoy. Harry had sat silent and crimson through the entire meeting. "Mister Malfoy,do you know anything about a love potion that might have been slipped Mister Potter?" Malfoy had looked at him, arched a perfect eyebrow, and shook his head. "Mister Malfoy, I will ask you only once.Mister Potter, I have been told, is in love with you.Since this seems to be quite out of the ordinary, we thought it best to have a talk.You understand of course, the graveness of the situation, and that if you seem to take advantage of it, there will be repercussions?" Malfoy looked dumbstruck, a delicate pink on his pale face. "Yes, Professor." He looked at Harry with a feeling Harry couldn't at all begin to decrypt.
After the meeting, he had gotten his own sleeping arrangements, seeing as the boys felt uncomfortable around him now. He didn't even talk to any of them. Harry was on his own, again. Malfoy hadn't taunted him, as Harry feared. He had done much worse. He had ignored him. Nothing Harry did could get his attention. And now, he was left totally on his own. Except..for him.
"God,this place is a bore.What on earth are you doing staring at the stupid tree?" Malfoy snarled behind him. Harry spun around. "I..I was just thinking." Malfoy arched his eyebrow. "Don't boast,Potter." A smile in his face told Harry that this wasn't dangerous.It was a joke.He could deal with jokes. He couldn't breathe though. You needed breathing to speak, he seemed to remember. It thudded when he fainted. "Potter?!" Malfoy had bent down over him, looking sort of worried. Harry grinned, and pointed up. "Mistletoe, Malfoy." Malfoy looked up, turning pink. "Not on your life, Potter!" Harry snuck his hand down his pcoket, and pulled out a black velvet gift. "Here's my gift to you.." Malfoy blushed. "Now, how about that gift for me?" Malfoy took the gift, looked around cautiously, and said; "Ok, fine, but if you mention this to anyone..." Harry grinned. "Oh,shut up and kiss me, Malfoy!"