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Chocolate and Wine	By : Harryslover Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2870 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter one. The trip to the kitchen

WARNING. Not edited

I am looking for a beta for this story, who can also, if they want, be a co-writer. Please email me at darkestchii@aol.com if you are interested

It was a chilly day. The crisp autumn air hung delicately still, while all the students snuggled near their open fires in their respective common rooms , chatting about the classes and events that took place that day.

“I don't know Harry” Hermione began, shaking her head. “It doesn't sound like Cho to be sitting in front of a cauldron all day, I've seen her in potions class, I think she is worse than you... no wait... she is worse.”

“You don't think she is brewing Pollyjuice potion do you?” Harry remembered sitting in the girls bathroom second year, concocting the complicated potion

“No, it didn't smell like that when I walked in, it smelt more like a... Amortentia, that love potion.” Harry's eyes grew wide. “Do you think it's... for me?”

Hermione brushed her bushy hair behind her ear, failing to keep it there. “It's logical, to think so. You're the only one she's fancied since.. you know... Cedric.”

Harry gulped. It's not that he wasn't flattered by the thought, Cho, slaving over a potion just for him; but she should know by now that he fancied her already. There was no need for a potion. Especially if, well, she wasn't that good at potions to begin with... the idea that his food would be drugged by a horribly made potion made him sweat. “What if she... drugs my food Hermione?”

“Sumun out to et u 'arry?” Ron waltzed over, shoving a cheese sandwich into his mouth.

“Ron, honestly, please finish the food in your mouth before you speak! I hardly understood what you were saying.” Hermione stared at him with disgust. “You're spitting food all over. It's repulsive”.

Ron rolled his eyes, but swallowed his food, choking a bit on the mass amounts of sandwich. “ I said, Is someone out to get you Harry?”

“Depending on how well Cho can make a love potion, most likely.”

“Blimey, You could always pay one of the first years---” Ron stopped his sentence right there, if he went any further, Hermione's disappointed eyes would have become a scolding.

“Ronald.” oh, too late. “The first years are not our... play things.”

“ Oh come'on Mione, I said Harry could pay them.”

“It's still rude Ron. You don't care for anyone but yourself”

“ Why do you always do this?”

“Do what Ronald, point out the truth about you?”

At this point, Harry knew that the bickering wasn't going to end for at least another thirty minutes. His stomach growled, perhaps sneaking down to the kitchen to get something to eat would buy him enough time before bed. It sounded much better than waiting for his eyes to droop while listening to those too argue.

Harry fished out his Marauders Map, tapping it with his wand and saying the magical words, bringing it's secrets to life. He eyed the map, making sure that all the teachers were not in the path to the kitchen. He didn't really need another scolding from professor Snape, who singled him out enough in potions today. Snape typically was conveniently patrolling these parts in the late evenings, catching hungry students in their path, then snidely smiling when it came time to deduct ridiculous points from the three other houses. Tonight, alas, he was stocking his private stores... or taking inventory. No doubt he would somehow blame Harry for the things Cho was most likely stealing from him. Even it was for a love potion.

Although, someone was on his trail. Great Harry thought, it's Malfoy. What the hell, why does he show up at the most inconvenient times! Harry quickened his pace, knowing that Dobby would be more than happy to hide Harry till Malfoy got his food and left. Harry began to run, which would've worked great if it hadn't been for Filch's cat he tripped on. Harry fell hard to the floor, making a loud thud when his hand shielded his face.

“HELLO? WHO'S THERE?” Harry heard Malfoy's voice echo through the hall. Shit, I wont make it away unseen. Harry reached for his invisablity cloak. Shit! Ron still has it from when he went to the damn kitchen! It was too late. Harry peered up, staring into the pointed pure blood face of Draco Malfoy. The sneer on his face completed the look that pissed Harry off every time.

“Well well Potter, you must feel at home there on that dirty floor. You did spend your life in a cupboard.”

“Shut up Malfoy” Harry reached for his wand. Before he could pull it out, he was stunned by Draco's”

“Ah ah ah Potter, I can't have you cursing me now can I?” Draco's smile was cruel. Harry knew he was going to be in pain rather soon. Draco swung his foot back far, then forcing it forward, knocking Harry right in the stomach. Harry was rather glad for the fact this was happening before he ate food... on the other hand, puking on Malfoy's shined expensive shoes would have given him great pleasure.

“Ohh, poor Potter, he doesn't have his Weasel and mudblood to help him.” Draco landed another kick to him. Harry's blood began to boil. Malfoy squatted down towards Harry's face, staring at Harry with such disdain. “I'm going to enjoy this Potter” Draco whispered, adding emphasis on the P, purposefully spitting in Harry's face. Draco rounded his fist back, slamming it with great force into Harry's face. Harry could feel the blood trickle down his upper lip, tasting it's coppery taste. Draco cackled, heading back the way he came, seemingly uninterested in the food anymore.

Harry waited patiently for the curse to wear off. When he could feel his limbs again, he knew Malfoy was already back to his dungeon by now. Too pissed, and sore to eat anymore, he stumbled back to his common room, not bothering to check the map for anyone who would catch him. He muttered the password to the fat lady, and climbed in, tripping over the threshold of the portrait.

“Harry!” Hermione rushed over, helping Harry to his feet. Ron shortly behind her. “Harry your bleeding! What happened?”

“It was Malfoy. He caught me on my way to the kitchen. Stunned me before I could do anything.” Harry attempted to wipe the blood from his face. It had dried, so Hermione whipped out her wand, cleaning his face for him. “Harry, you should tell someone!”

“Yeah Hermione, Who? I was out when I wasn't suppose to be, and telling someone I got beat up makes me sound like a bitch. No, I am going to get pay back for that pointed nose git. He will not know what is coming to him, but Hermione, I need your help.”

Hermione looked uneasy. “Harry, normally I would be against this; but it is Malfoy. So just tell me what I can do.” Ron nodded. “Me to Harry, I want to help”

Harry smiled, then winced at his cheek, knowing a bruise had already started forming. This only made things sweeter for what he had in store for the Slytherin...
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