Doujinshi | By : Glue Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3496 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: 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. |
Summery: Draco has been misplaced into a world without magic, and where a certain author by the name of J.K. Rowling has the attention of millions. After reading six of her books, Draco tries to get back to his own world to fix what he sees as wrong.
Disclaimer: ...no. Don't think so. I wish, but no.
A/N: This is part of the Insanity Duet. (And is slightly more sane.) Hopefully, this storyline and plot won't confuse anyone. I myself really like it. (Snickers.) Hopefully you enjoy it as well.
ONE
Draco Malfoy frowned, picking at the collar of his Hogwarts robes in the heat of the book store. All around him were other people–some dressed in muggle clothing, others dressed in various stages of cheap Hogwarts gear—all waiting for the same thing that he was.
A book.
At midnight.
He rolled his eyes as another person asked him if she could look at his tie. With a sigh, he tugged it out from the folds of his robes and held the silver and green silk out for her squealing appreciation.
“So cool! I wanted to get something like this for when I cosplay!” Her eyes then roamed over to where the Slytherin crest was embroidered on his robes. He jerked forward a bit when she pounced upon that as well, earning a slight glare for the contemptuous action. “And such high quality!” Her eyes turned pleading as she turned to him again and question in her next words. “Where did you buy them!”
Draco let one eyebrow rise as he leaned back and gave the girl a gentle stare. Putting all the drawl and British accent he could into the words, he said, “Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions of course. Best place to get robes from in Diagon Alley. Better even than the place in Knockturn Alley that my father so seems to favor.” He watched out of the corner of his eyes as the people in line around him turned to watch his little 'performance'. “I've heard that Madam Malkin has a shop in Hogsmeade but I've never been able to find it.” He gave a snort as he crossed his arms and looked away, muttering loud enough for them to hear. “I bet Potter would, with how he can sneak out of Hogwarts on a whim.”
The girl was looking at him, starry eyed.
Draco found that slightly disturbing. He then froze as one word came back to him. Cosplay. 'SHIT! I've found one of the rabid anime/manga-also-reads-Harry-Potter-fans!'
Her awed smile was turning into a full out smirk worthy of a Slytherin.
Considering that this was a world full of nothing but muggles and one wizard, that was a large complement.
Not knowing what else to do, he pulled out the fake wand out from his left sleeve and pointed it at her. Slamming on a calm mask, he said, “Get away from me before I hex your mudblood arse from here to...uh...til the Ministry takes me in!”
He sighed in relief as she got the point and sulked away. Draco tucked the fake wand back up his sleeve, well aware that it could have turned into a mouse at any given time during that little exchange. Even so, he was glad he had not tucked his real wand up his sleeve. Even from its place in his sock, high up to mid-calf, his wand fairly glowing with suppressed magic. Had he had his hand on it turning that little spat, he wasn't sure what would have happened.
He smirked as a familiar mop of brown hair trotted over to where he stood, his Gryffindor costume-robe only better than the others because Draco had had input on it.
And input in the form of waving his wand at the black cotton piece of cloth until the emblem looked right.
However, the round glasses were a horrible sight.
Draco put on a glare as the other boy approached. Giving a slight incline of the head, he muttered, “Potter.”
'Potters' eyes—brown—narrowed and gave a slight nod in return. “Malfoy.”
A second later the act was dropped and the other boy smiled and stepped up to Draco and handed him a bottle of Coke.
Draco grinned appreciatively as he opened the bottle, smirking to the other. “Did the rabid anime/manga fans get to you too, Jeremy?”
Jeremy rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Did they ever. Quite a few layed into me because I didn't dye my hair. A few after that commented on the fact that my eyes aren't green.”
Draco's eyes did a rapid sweep of the area. The clock shown that they had five minutes yet. “There's only been one so far tonight that's annoyed me.” He gave a quick jerk of his head to point. “That one, right there. With the way she's looking at us, I'd guess that she was a yaoi fan.”
Jeremy shuddered in horror. “Slash, you mean.”
Draco gave a sullen nod as he took another drink of his coke.
They stood there in silence until it was announced that it was midnight. A cheer went up through the crowd as they started to move toward the registers.
Ten minutes later, Draco was the proud owner of the sixth Harry Potter book, 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'.
He smirked to Jeremy as he gave a conceited little wave and then Apparated to his little apartment.
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Draco knew he looked bad this morning. He figured it was to be expected—after all, who would willingly drag themselves out of bed the morning after the book came out? He only got it eleven hours ago.
He blinked his silver eyes blearily, attempting to gain focus. He wondered if this was what Potter felt like before he put his glasses on each morning.
Coming out from the back, whistling, was the current bane of his existence. Aylene. Hair the same shade as his with shimmering blue eyes that were currently laughing at him.
“So...Burger Boy, how far have you gotten in the book?”
She also happened to share the same apartment.
He gave her a weak glare—the strongest that he could give at the moment. “Four-hundred and twenty five.” He yawned. “Can I go home now?”
She smirked. “Nope. You're going on back drive-thru.”
And so began another more or less normal day in the life of Draco Malfoy, employee of McDonalds, and hidden wizard in a world of only muggles.
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Heh. I like it...so... cough
-Glue
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