Unfamiliar Scents | By : alchemicprincess Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 14747 -:- 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. |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the Harry Potter characters nor am I making a profit from the HP franchise. I do however own, Ariana Star, Xenia, Lydia, Connie, Alexander, Sierra and Silver. Happy reading.
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(Harry's P.O.V)
It had been quite a shock when Draco awoke me last night to conduct the little tryst. Don't get me wrong, it had been wonderful. Touching his pale white skin, tasting him finally. It had put my urge to mate with him completely slightly at bay. I look up to see a sleepy Draco making his way to me. We had all gathered in the lounge room for the present opening. It was a tight squeeze but we managed it. "Morning love. Merry Christmas...again" There was a hint of lust in Draco's voice as he grazed my lips in a kiss. I pull him into my lap and chuckle. It was definitely shaping up to be a very merry Christmas.
The presents were opened with a flurry, Ooh's and Aah's and shouts of thanks flew around the room. It was very festive. The ring that I had given Draco as an engagement ring had been his present. With a soft cough Draco addressed the room. "Just before the holidays started, just before this whole unfortunate mess came about. Harry James Potter proposed to me." I blush heavily, but I knew my eyes sparkled with love and affection towards my mate as everyone rushed forward to kiss, hug and congratulate us. Once everyone had finished looking at the ring and returned to their seats he continued. "Today I give Harry my Christmas gift." I am handed a small purple velvet box. With shaking hands I flip the lid open and stare at the stunning ring inside.
It is a simple band of silver gold. It is adorned with a square set emerald that was surrounded by tiny diamonds. It takes my breath away. I take it out and Draco slides it onto my finger- a repeat performance of oohing and aahing follows and finally Draco finishes his speech. "We planned to leave the school three days before Christmas. In those three days...all hell has broken loose. I have come to the realisation the I may stand to lose a lot of things. So I would like for you- Harry James Potter- My mate, my lover and my best friend; to wed with me on the first day of this coming spring. I know that it is only a few weeks away..." Draco wasn't looking at anyone else for approval. He was staring straight into my eyes. I know they are full of tears.
"Draco...are you sure?" He brings one pale hand up to caress my cheek and I nuzzle his palm with my nose. "If that's what you want angel. Then that is what you shall have." I bring his face closer to mine and kiss him gently. I know why he wants to rush our original plans, I know he believes his mother won't be alive to see an after graduation wedding. The room is full of tears, cheers and planning. The girls and Draco quickly head into the kitchen to begin the rushed planning whilst I remain in the lounge room with Ron, Severus and Charlie. The twins had gone back to the shop after the announcement and claimed that they would try and return later that evening but made no promises. Alexander and Arthur had gone out to patrol and check the wards.
"So...this sudden." Charlie offered lamely. I smile at him sadly. "I know he just wants his mother there. I don't blame him for it. I know he is doing this for the right reasons." I was positive. Wasn't I? Ron was watching the thoughts and expressions play across my face and finally he spoke up. "Look mate. Malfoy is a prat- but I know he loves you. Even with what has happened, I know he wants to do this because of that love." I nod in agreement and look out into the kitchen. It is full of laughter and excitement. The look on my lovers face was content and flushed. I will do nothing to take this away from him. I settle back into the lounge and join in the conversation that Charlie, Severus and Ron are having.
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(Draco's POV)
Everyone had accepted this rush of plans wonderfully. I know that every single one of them knew why too. I glance up at my Mother. The woman who carried me for nine months, gave me life. She is full of emotion and happiness. For these moments, for the time we plan; just for now. We will all forget. We will all forget that my father has left, that my family is broken, just for now the war that is beginning to rumble outside- doesn't exist. "I am thinking the front lawn at the Manor, Dragon. How does that sound? The roses will be in bloom. We could have an archway...bring in some spring fairies and butterflies?" I nod happily in agreement. "That sounds wonderful." I sit here and wonder why it takes muggle women years to plan their weddings- when inside an hour we had the Celebrant Wizard, The location, decorations, invitations and outfits all organised. While everyone sorted out the finer details I signaled to Hermione and we excused ourselves from the table. I take her out to the tree line, still insight of the house and well beyond the protective wards.
I hold her hands in mine and I take a deep steadying breath. "I want you to be my second witness. Pansy is my first- I want you as my second." It all comes out in a rush. For a moment she just stares at me. Emotionless. Unmoving. My heart sinks to my feet. I look at the ground, fighting back tears. My pride suffering greatly. "I would be honored to be your second, Draconis Salazar Malfoy." My head snaps up and I stare at her. "really?" My heart is flying. "Thank you...Thank you!!" I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her tightly. "Thank you." I can feel her smiling against my cheek and feel her hugging me back. "You are very welcome." She whispers into my ear.
We had just pulled away and had turned to walk back to the house when the bushes behind us began to rustle wildly. We whip around to face the disturbance to find my father, bloody and bruised. His robes ripped in shreds, he is stumbling and clutching his chest as he makes his way to us. The Wards protect us and as he breeches them it powers up a bright blue and then slings him back- slamming him into a tree. He is winded badly, Hermione and I look at each before running over to him, the heavy footfalls of Alexander and Arthur behind them. As I slide to my knees next to the bleeding man. "They're coming...he's...coming..." He croaks out weakly, I look up in horror to Arthur. "We have a problem..."
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A/N *Evil cackle* Two updates in two days...and a cliff hanger. Happy reading people. Love you all.
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