Auld Lang Syne | By : NymphyFate Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5767 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Auld Lang Syne by Nymphy Fate.
Summary: After failing
Potions, Snape sets Harry up with a tutor, Draco Malfoy. Becoming friends with him seems like the best
thing in the world for them, especially since Harry is in love with him. Contains Slytherin!Harry, Top!Draco, Time
Travel, Mpreg, Ron!bashing, and Supportive!Snape. R&R please! XP
Pairing: Harry/Draco.
Rating: M, for
swearing and sexual situations.
Warnings: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin’. Don’t like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D
Timing: Year 6. Pretend HBP never happened, mmk? K.
A/N: I am SO SORRY
that I haven’t written this. For MONTHS
I haven’t written this. Oooh, wow… O.O
But hopefully, now that I’m getting this chapter done, that the rest of
the story will go much faster. I’m so
sorry for the wait, no matter how long it takes for me to finish this. :D
Enjoy the chapter! XP
DISCLAIMER: JKR rules
Potterverse, I just live in it. No profit is made.
--
It happened the next
night.
I got a message, after coming
inside from another snowball fight, and upon getting back into the common room,
had a note given to me by another student who was also staying for the
Christmas holidays.
“Hi, uhm… what’s this?”
“How the hell should I know,
I just deliver the things.” At this, I
gave him a strange look, and opened the letter.
Harry,
I hope this letter finds
you well. I would like to have a word
with you tonight after dinner. If you
would be willing to meet me in my office at eight o’clock, I would very much
appreciate it. Please do not bring
anyone with you, I think it would be best to do this alone, if you may.
Sincerely,
Professor Albus Dumbledore.
“Dray?” I called to the other
side of the common room, still staring at the letter, where he was speaking
with Blaise and Pansy. “Draco, come
here, will you?”
“Harry? Harry, what is it?”
“Oh, Harryyyyy!!! I’m so happy for you guys…!” Pansy squealed
at me when the three of them came over to me, making me blush immediately.
“Oh. He told you two, then?” I asked in
embarrassment, to which Blaise and Pansy only smiled and nodded.
“Yeah, that’s great, I’m glad
you two are finally together now,” Blaise told us, and I felt Draco come back
around me and pull me close, placing small gossamer kisses on my neck, to which
I blushed even more and (unconsciously) bent my neck to allow him better
access.
“Uh, thanks, guys…” I
half-said, half-moaned. “Erm… cou-could
you give us a moment, please?”
Pansy and Blaise sent us both
suggestive looks, grinning maniacally, saying “sure” and left us to each
other.
I sighed, and pulled out the
letter to show it to Draco. “You see
this? What d’you think it is he wants to
talk to me ‘bout?”
Draco’s eyebrows pulled
together in confusion, and he shrugged. “No
idea. You done anything wrong lately
that I should know about?” he tried to joke.
“Shut it, you prat, of course
I haven’t.” I paused, contemplating
everything that had happened since school had gotten back in session ever since
Christmas. “Well, not that I know of
anyway… You think maybe this is about
the whole me-being-in-Slytherin-now thing?”
“Why the hell would he need
to speak to you, just because of what House you’re in now, after months of
being one of us? It just doesn’t make
any sense, you know?”
I stared back down at the
note. “Yeah, but I dunno. Maybe he doesn’t… doesn’t approve, or
something, and… and, you never know, that could be what it’s all about…” I let my voice trail off. “You don’t understand. He still thinks I’m his stupid ‘Gryffindor
Golden Boy’, y’know? It’s sickening, is
what it is… He just can’t seem to accept
it, I guess.”
“Well I sure hope he’s
not going to make you switch Houses again, you know? I kind of… like having you here all
the time.” He nuzzled my neck with his
nose, placing small kisses there. My
head tipped, unconsciously, allowing more him access.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. And I definitely like sharing a bed
with you. We can… do whatever… we want
to do,” he said in between kisses, and I laughed softly. Gently, he lowered me to the floor, leaning
over me and attaching his lips to mine in a kiss.
Making me forget about
everything else.
--
“Ah, Harry my boy, thank you
for joining me tonight. Have a seat, if
you will. I wanted to speak to you about
something that is… quite important.”
“Sir?”
“Mr. Potter, what is this I
hear about you having a relationship with Mr. Malfoy? Is this true, Harry?”
My face flushed,
reddening. “Y-yes, I do. It’s true, yes.”
Dumbledore sighed. “That is what I was afraid of.” He looked almost… defeated. “I am sorry that I am going to do this,
Harry, but I need to ask that you end your relationship with Mr. Malfoy.”
My body shot up out of the
chair before I could even register what the hell I was doing. “What?!”
He went on as if I hadn’t
even said anything. “I’m sorry, Harry,
but I must ask that you do this.
I am afraid that if you do, in fact, continue on with him, his life will
be at stake. It is quite dangerous to
stay in a relationship, he could die, Harry. Do you understand?” he questioned
fiercely.
“I… I understand, sir. Yes.
Well… if that is all, I… I’ll be going now.” And with that, I shuffled out of the
Headmaster’s office, slumping against the nearest corridor and breaking down
into a sobbing mess.
--
“Draco? Draco, are you in here?”
“Eh, yeah, I’m in here,” he
called out, and I then headed to the bedroom.
Leaning against the door
frame, I merely looked at him, drinking him in.
He was laying on the bed, reading a book, glasses placed precariously on
his perfect, still-pointy nose. “I didn’t
know you wore glasses,” I said, slightly surprised, still just staring at him,
with my arms crossed over my chest.
Draco looked up from his
book, looking so much like a Ravenclaw that it was almost frightening. “Heh.
Yeah, just for a few years, actually…” he admitted, blushing softly.
I smirked knowingly. “Mess up your eyes just so you could look
like me, eh?” I asked, grinning like a madman.
“Shut up, you. You know how much I always did like you.”
I walked over to the bed,
tucking one leg underneath me as I sat on the bed, my other leg hanging
off. “I-I need to talk to you about something…”
I started, clearing my throat awkwardly.
He looked at me
suspiciously. “Yeah? Well what is it?”
I stared down at my hands in
my lap, wondering how exactly I should word this. “U-uhm, well… you see… i-it’s about… it’s
about you and me,” I finally blurted out.
His smile immediately
dropped. “U-us? What about us?”
Oh gods, my breathing really
needed to return to normal. Right
now. “We-well, uhm… w-we need to… end
it. Our relationship, I mean. We can’t be together anymore, o-okay?”
Draco didn’t speak. Just lay there, staring at me, as the book
fell from his limp fingers.
The silence was
deafening. “Please, just say
something,” I pleaded, as tears welled up in my eyes.
“W-w-what? Why?” he asked incredulously.
To my utter embarrassment, I
started to sob uncontrollably. “I-I can’t
stay in a relationship with you, not right now,” I tried to reason. “Dumbledore, he… he explained it to me, how
you could be in danger, you know? It’s
Voldemort. He could kill you,
Draco, and I just can’t lose you, okay?!
I can’t! I won’t!
“I never meant to love you,”
I said, so softly Draco almost didn’t hear it, while I only sat there, staring
at my intertwined hands. I just couldn’t
find enough courage to so much as look at Draco. “I… I never meant for it to happen. I’m so sorry.” And I finally glanced at Draco, tears
streaming down my face.
“Did you know that I pined
after you for years?” he whispered, before the blow finally came
crashing down around me. “YEARS,
HARRY! And now we finally get
together, and you say that we can’t stay the way we are - even though I know
for a fact that you bloody well want to be with me - all because
of your damn hero complex! You-Know-Who
will NOT fucking kill me, just because I’m in love with
you!” he shouted hysterically.
“You can’t just always push
someone away when you think they’re getting too CLOSE TO YOU! Voldemort does NOT run your whole fucking
LIFE, Harry. And you know that the
sooner you figure that out and finally accept it the better!
“And I hope you know that I
am going to keep fighting you on this. I
am not going to let you go just
because you have some strange belief that this is for my own good! You KNOW, Harry, that if I don’t stay with
you that Voldemort, or my father, or someone will kill me sooner or
later for not wanting to be a part of their stupid little Death Eater
cult! It’s bound to happen. So. In
other words… I will DIE without you.
“It’s inevitable.
“You can’t just push me away
thinking that you’re getting rid of the entire problem in the process. It just won’t work.”
“I know that! You think I don’t know that?! God!
But I can’t… I don’t know what I would do if another person I loved died
on me…! I wouldn’t be able to take it,
Draco! I just wouldn’t! So please, just…” I sighed,
exasperated, as tears started to fall down my face, “just… just please let
me go.”
Draco’s face fell, before he
nodded, once. “Fine. I’ll let you go. But just for now. I’ll wait for you,” he said as he encircled
my waist with his arms and nuzzled my neck.
I laughed bitterly. “ ‘Wait for me’?” I repeated. “How can you have such faith that I’ll come
back?” I looked up into his storm grey eyes, and could find nothing but love in
them.
He gave a half-smile. “Because you’re you. And you always come back, no matter what.”
He paused a second. “Do me a favor, though, first?” he asked
shyly as he held me tightly in his arms.
I breathed in his scent, of
cinnamon, berries, and Draco, shaking with fear that we would never be
this way again. “Mmm, what’s that?” I was in Heaven just being near him.
“Let me make love to you,
please?”
I nodded, leaning my forehead
against his own in an attempt to soothe him, even as the tears streamed down my
face.
We made love that night, one
last time before he let me go. But it
wouldn’t be forever. Like he said, I
always come back.
--
“Happy New Year’s, Harry,” he
said, the sadness lacing his voice as he sat on the edge of the bed, the bed
sheet draped precariously across the bottom half of his naked body.
“Happy New Year’s, Draco,” I
whispered back, trying not to sob uncontrollably, before exiting the room,
lyrics from Auld Lang Syne resounding in my head.
Should auld acquaintance
be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance
be forgot
And days of auld lang
syne?
For auld lang syne, my
dear,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll take a cup of
kindness yet,
For auld lang syne…
--
A/N: So wow. I’ve finally gotten this chapter done, after
so many months of not writing it at all.
Forgive me? Although I know what
I’ve done to you all (not to mention Harry and Draco) in this chapter is most
probably unforgivable… :s Anywho, though. Review?
I’d really appreciate it, and just know that I am not giving up
on this story. Not at all. Hopefully I can update this soon, school is
killing me!!! >.< LOL.
Love,
Nymphy Fate.
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