Fragile Blossoms
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,350
Reviews:
21
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.
Fragile Blossoms
Title: Fragile Blossoms
Author: shenanifan
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy et al are fictional characters created by J.K. Rowling as part of the Harry Potter series. I don't make any money from it.
Warnings: Language, M/M, warnings will change for later chapters
A/N: this is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I read quite a lot of them lately and if anyone might recognize bits and pieces of his own story in here I am truly sorry, it wasn´t my intention to copy any works from other authors.
Since it is my first work here I would appreciate comments and even flames, it will hopefully improve my writing.
This story is unbeta´ed so all errors are mine! ;-)
Enjoy!
Summary: Harry befriends an unknown pupil on his nightly roams around the castle. AU to HBP
Fragile Blossoms
Chapter I
The night was cold and dark. Heavy clouds covering the light of the moon and the stars. Not able to see much farther than his own hand Harry Potter, Saviour of the Wizarding World, Chosen One and Boy-Who-Lived sat on the edge of the astronomy tower at Hogwarts staring out into the dark night.
No clear thoughts were forming in his head just a swirl of different emotions running back and forth. Love, loss, friendship, hate, rage and not a too small amount of self pity.
It wasn’t fair, was it? He was just a boy. 16 years old and the whole Wizarding World expected him to defeat a madman who made himself as close to immortal as possible. Just because he survived once. As a baby. Through the love of his mother. Easy.
Suddenly he heard a small rustle of clothes behind him. Catching his breath he made himself as small as possible not wanting to be caught by Filch or disturbed by any other student walking around the castle in the wee hours of night.
When the other person settled down not too far from him, Harry let slowly go of the air he held in his lungs for a bit too long. Relieved that the other either didn’t notice him or just ignored him, he tried to get back to his little self-pity session.
But being alone with ones thoughts when one was quite aware of another person sitting not too far from one is not easily accomplished. So Harry couldn’t help himself and called out to the other: “Couldn’t sleep either, huh?”
“No.”
Well, he would have expected a little more response. At least he could make out it was a male voice.
“So, are you here often?” Harry winced as he heard himself sound like a jerk in a muggle bar.
“Every night.”
Wow, this person was either more into brooding than himself or a descendant of a vampire family. And he still could not recognize the voice.
“Anything you want to talk about?” Great, as if he hadn’t enough on his plate already now he offered to be the shrink of another student he didn’t even know. Bloody hero-complex!
“No offence, but I’m here for a little peace and silence so please just shut up and leave me be.”
Hmm, this voice held no emotion at all despite his rude words. Harry didn’t know if he should just hex this person or accept the wish for solitude and just leave. But he was here first. So if this other person wanted solitude he should look elsewhere for it, he didn’t want to give up his brooding place yet. And to be honest, he was a little intrigued about this other boy. He wanted to know why he was here outside in the dark, like him. Who else could have any problems? It’s not as if anyone else had to fight a Dark Lord these days…
So he stayed put. Straining his ears on trying to hear any sounds coming from the other boy.
An hour later he finally gave up to the cold and rose to his feed ready to head back to his dorm. Beside some shifting noises the other boy hadn’t shown any sign of awareness to him and Harry finally got bored of listening to nothing. But before he reached the staircase leading down from the tower he heard a voice: “Come back tomorrow?”
Author: shenanifan
Rating: NC-17 (for later chapters)
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy et al are fictional characters created by J.K. Rowling as part of the Harry Potter series. I don't make any money from it.
Warnings: Language, M/M, warnings will change for later chapters
A/N: this is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I read quite a lot of them lately and if anyone might recognize bits and pieces of his own story in here I am truly sorry, it wasn´t my intention to copy any works from other authors.
Since it is my first work here I would appreciate comments and even flames, it will hopefully improve my writing.
This story is unbeta´ed so all errors are mine! ;-)
Enjoy!
Summary: Harry befriends an unknown pupil on his nightly roams around the castle. AU to HBP
Fragile Blossoms
Chapter I
The night was cold and dark. Heavy clouds covering the light of the moon and the stars. Not able to see much farther than his own hand Harry Potter, Saviour of the Wizarding World, Chosen One and Boy-Who-Lived sat on the edge of the astronomy tower at Hogwarts staring out into the dark night.
No clear thoughts were forming in his head just a swirl of different emotions running back and forth. Love, loss, friendship, hate, rage and not a too small amount of self pity.
It wasn’t fair, was it? He was just a boy. 16 years old and the whole Wizarding World expected him to defeat a madman who made himself as close to immortal as possible. Just because he survived once. As a baby. Through the love of his mother. Easy.
Suddenly he heard a small rustle of clothes behind him. Catching his breath he made himself as small as possible not wanting to be caught by Filch or disturbed by any other student walking around the castle in the wee hours of night.
When the other person settled down not too far from him, Harry let slowly go of the air he held in his lungs for a bit too long. Relieved that the other either didn’t notice him or just ignored him, he tried to get back to his little self-pity session.
But being alone with ones thoughts when one was quite aware of another person sitting not too far from one is not easily accomplished. So Harry couldn’t help himself and called out to the other: “Couldn’t sleep either, huh?”
“No.”
Well, he would have expected a little more response. At least he could make out it was a male voice.
“So, are you here often?” Harry winced as he heard himself sound like a jerk in a muggle bar.
“Every night.”
Wow, this person was either more into brooding than himself or a descendant of a vampire family. And he still could not recognize the voice.
“Anything you want to talk about?” Great, as if he hadn’t enough on his plate already now he offered to be the shrink of another student he didn’t even know. Bloody hero-complex!
“No offence, but I’m here for a little peace and silence so please just shut up and leave me be.”
Hmm, this voice held no emotion at all despite his rude words. Harry didn’t know if he should just hex this person or accept the wish for solitude and just leave. But he was here first. So if this other person wanted solitude he should look elsewhere for it, he didn’t want to give up his brooding place yet. And to be honest, he was a little intrigued about this other boy. He wanted to know why he was here outside in the dark, like him. Who else could have any problems? It’s not as if anyone else had to fight a Dark Lord these days…
So he stayed put. Straining his ears on trying to hear any sounds coming from the other boy.
An hour later he finally gave up to the cold and rose to his feed ready to head back to his dorm. Beside some shifting noises the other boy hadn’t shown any sign of awareness to him and Harry finally got bored of listening to nothing. But before he reached the staircase leading down from the tower he heard a voice: “Come back tomorrow?”