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One Chance	By : Addy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21755 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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One Chance

by WretchedScar

� April 22, 2004

Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its entities are the property of J.K. Rowling. No infringement intended.

Genre: HP/DM; M/M; Lemon; Issues of Non-Con; Light BDSM; Angst & Eventual Romance. If you have any doubts about any of these things then for goodneake ake - go find some fluff (nothing against fluff, I love fluff - but right now, it just isn't 100% here)! Thanks!

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Harry walked side by side with Draco, through Hogsmeade. He tried to ignore the looks of astonishment and disbelief that seemed to be coming from any and all of his fellow classmates that he passed. He guessed that most still had yet to absorb the constant, intimate public interactions he had been sharing with Draco Malfoy of late.
�Want to go to Zonko�s?� Draco asked quietly.
�Sure, sounds good,� Harry replied quickly, biting his lower lip.
�What is wrong with you, Potter?� Draco asked, giving him a rather irritated look.
�What?� Harry glared. �There�s nothing wrong with me!�
�Yes there is,� Draco continued. �After the lecture I got before we came about how you were going to plan out the day, you have yet to suggest anything! All you keep doing is looking around like you�re in some sort of nervous panic! What, are you embarrassed to be seen with me?�
�I�m not nervous! And I�m not panicking, Draco.� Harry sighed. �It�s just . . .�
�What, Potter! Spit it out,� Draco stopped walking and turned to face the other boy.
�Well, haven�t you noticed how everyone is staring at us?�
�Staring. At. Us. Are you mad?� Draco rolled his eyes. �What the hell did you expect? All they know is that we�ve been bitter enemies for several years and lately have been acting even stranger than before. They don�t know we�ve been shagging like rabid bunnie-�
�Ugh, don�t remind me,� Harry snorted. �And you�re the one who has constantly wanted to shag,� he poked Draco in the chest with his index finger.
�I didn�t hear you complaining once things got good,� he stated with a smirk, grabbing Harry and pulling the resisting boy towards him. �Who cares if they stare. I thought you wanted a relationship with me?�
�I do it�s just . . . I hate it when people stare. I hate it when I�m gossiped about.�
�Ah, yes, it�s hard being a celebrity, isn�t it Potter,� Draco drawled. �And as if having to put up with your annoying self is an enjoyable experience for me? If you didn�t have such a cute ass that I was willing to lose my inheritance over I would -�
�Argh! Get off you insufferable -� Harry started but was cut off by Draco quickly kissing him on the lips.
�Shut up, Potter. Now do you really want to go to Zonko�s or not?� Draco asked quietly, still not releasing him, rubbing his middle back in comforting circles.
�Yeah,� he stated quietly, smiling. �It�d be fun.� He stepped back from Draco when he realized the other boy was going to let him move again.
Draco let Harry move a bit apart from him, but kept a firm hold of his hand this time. They walked, side by side, hand in hand towards Zonkos, ignoring the stares.

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�Come on, it�ll be fun!� Harry insisted.
�No, fun is not the word that first came to my mind, Potter,� Draco growled.
�Draco, please,� Harry frowned. �You said I could have a say in . . .�
�Fine.� Draco sighed as they walked towards the table in the three broomsticks where Hermione, Neville and Ron sat, staring at them from a distance.
�Hey guys! Can we join you?� Harry asked smiling a bit and feeling partially nervous.
�Sure Harry,� Hermione smiled and motioned to two empty chairs.
�Hey Harry!� Neville smiled and then gulped. �Hello, Draco.�
�I can�t believe this,� Ron started muttering. �Of all the ferrets in the world . . . �
�What was that, Weasel?� Draco started to stand up, ready for a good duel at the words but Harry dragged him back down with a firm grip to his robes.
�Ronald Weasley, you apologize to our lunch guest,� Hermione clucked her tongue.
�ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!� Ron glared. �I can�t believe Harry is even touching him and . . .I mean as if what happened in the Great Hall that day wasn�t enough he�s...�
�Say what you want about me, Weasley but do not, under any circumstance, insult Potter. I thought he was your friend,� Draco stated quietly, a serious glint to his eyes.
�I . . . he is . . but . .� Ron stammered. �You and he . . . lately it�s been wrong, all wrong!� he mumbled on. He looked at Harry and sighed at the disappointed look that his friend�s eyes held. �Sorry, Harry. It�s just a bit of a shock you know, that you are spending time with Malfoy.�
�Quality time, too,� Draco snickered and received a smack upside his head from Harry.
�It�s alright, Ron. It just, well, sort of happened . . � Harry trailed off.
�As long as you�re okay with his domineering self I�ll try not to . . .OW!� he muttered, rubbing his knee and glaring at Hermione who had obviously kicked him under the table. �Right then, lunch?�
They picked up their menus and started browsing the food when Draco leaned over to whisper behind his menu at Harry. �Speaking of things just sort of happening . . . we should talk about the party that night . . .� Draco stated quietly, his heart secretly thudding in his chest. He swallowed his nervousness and disappointment at his own quest for honesty.
�What do you mean?� Harry whispered back. �We have . . .�
�Just . . . after Hogsmeade, there�s something more I need to tell you,� Draco smiled quickly, and went back to his menu.
Harry frowned and tried not to worry.

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During the course of lunch it was amazing to note that no one had died a painful death at the table that hosted four Gryffindors and one Slytherin. Harry munched happily on his stew, stealing an extra roll off of Draco�s plate. He was surprised by himself when he felt his free hand reaching under the table to hold Draco�s other hand. He felt content. For once. It was nice to have a boyfriend . . . A BOYFRIEND?
Harry choked on the bit of roll he had been trying to swallow. And gasped, trying to swallow as Draco pounded his back.
�Eat the roll, Potter - don�t breath it,� Draco laughed.
�Oh shut up or I�ll eat you . . . .� Harry glared, still slightly out of breath before realizing his mistake.
�Promise?� Draco leaned in to whisper in his ear and kissed him on the cheek.
Harry looked up to confirm that everyone (Neville, Ron and Hermione) were all looking at him and Draco with wide, doe-like eyes and red faces.
�What?� Draco growled. �Can�t I kiss my boyfriend?�
�Merciful . . .� Ron rolled his eyes.
�So it�s official then?� Hermione smiled.
�No -� Harry started.
�Yes -� Draco began at the same time, glaring at Harry.
�I think it�s cute,� Neville squeaked.
�Oh you would, fat-bottom,� a voice from behind the group startled everyone out of their conversing.
Draco didn�t even glance behind him, instead an eyebrow rose in a single, regal speculative confirmation. �Hello, Nott. Fancy finding you here.� Though there were several Slytherins (Pansy and Blaise to name a few) who would have no problem with Draco�s claim on Harry Potter . . . there would be several who would have a thing or two to say about the matter. He had been expecting this. It was only the precursor to having to tell his father about Harry.
�Fancy not finding you with us, Draco,� Nott indicated himself and two other Slytherins.
�I needed a change of pace. Besides, didn�t you notice that I�ve spent more time with Pansy and Blaise then you three of late? No? Such a shame,� he stated with an arrogant smirk.
�Do you want to go?� Harry asked Draco quietly.
�Shut the fuck up, Potter,� Nott growled.
Draco was up on his feet the second the other Slytherin addressed Harry that way. His wand was extended and pointed straight at Nott�s throat. Everyone in the group and the other customers of the three broomsticks were quiet, watching, waiting . . .
�Draco,� Harry stated softly, putting his hand out to gently enclose over the pale, white one that so steadily held the wand. �He�s not worth it.�
�Oh he�s worth it alright,� Draco growled. �But not today. This is our day,� he lowered his wand and glared a warning at the other boys. �Get the fuck out Knott. We�ll finish this later.�
�You can be sure of that,� Nott nodded his head, and sent a cold glance to Harry that was once again blocked when Draco stepped in front of the other boy, deterring the threat.
�Oh Merlin,� Neville mumbled.
Draco sat down and the quiet chatter of those around them in the small restaurant /pub began again. He reached out and gently ran his hand through Harry�s thick, dark strands of hair. �I�m sorry about that, Potter.�
�I really think you two ought to be careful tonight,� Hermione stated seriously, her brow furrowed with thought.
�I�ll take care of things,� Draco stated firmly.

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To be continued . . .
- 10
- 11
- 12
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