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  • Life From the Start

    By : xxxsuushiixxx
    Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco
    Views: 25788
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    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.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Partnering Up
    • 2-Meet Harry Potter... Junior?
    • 3-What's a Rubber Duck?
    • 4-A Night With Harry
    • 5-Day Two: Bad Baby!
    • 6-Day Three: The Change
    • 7-Snapey and Potions Fun
    • 8-No! No! No!
    • 9-As He Gets Older
    • 10-Stuck Between Past and Present
    • 11-The Holidays
    • 12-My Little Hero
    • 13-It's Not Right
    • 14-Path to More Confusion
    • 15-Do You Remember?
    • 16-As Fate Would Have It
    • 17-Wanted
    • 18-What Did You Do?!
    • 19-Wait No More
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  • Chapter 18: What Did You Do?!

    Harry snorted into his hot chocolate; he set the cup down and hurriedly got up from the dining table and rushed out to where Draco was standing. The brunet was by Malfoy’s side in five seconds; angry blue eyes turned away from the blond and landed on Harry.

    “How… How come you’re here?” Harry asked; Draco growled and was shoved aside when Ron pushed through the doorway.

    “I know you were given the last batch of potion today, mate,” Ron said, ignoring the scowling blond. “But you didn’t go back to the tower so I--”

    “How did you know where our rooms were, Weasley?” Draco spat.

    “I followed Harry, Malfoy,” Ron smirked, “I was on my way to visit Harry this afternoon; Hermione was there already. Before I went in, Harry came out, running.” The redhead turned to Harry and frowned at his friend. “Didn’t you see me standing by the doors, Harry?”

    Potter shook his head, but before he got to answer Draco stood in front of him, taking his hand and linked their fingers together. Ron looked shocked for a second but then the shock turned into a sneer. In a blink of an eye, Weasley’s wand was out, pointed between Draco’s eyes. Harry gasped and grasped Ron’s wrist, pushing the arm down.

    “What the fuck are you doing, Ron?!” Harry yelled angrily; he was between his newfound boyfriend and his long time friend.

    “Is Malfoy threatening you to stay with him?” Ron snapped, his eyes trained on Draco. “You’re back to normal now and I know you wouldn’t stay with him—” Ron jerked his head at Malfoy, “—on your own free will.”

    “He didn’t threaten me, Ron!” Harry exclaimed, shoving Ron’s arm back to his side. “You put that wand away; I don’t want anybody firing spells.”

    Draco sneered at the redhead. “You heard Harry, Weasel.”

    Ron growled and made to step close to Draco but Harry was there and put a hand on his chest, stopping him from advancing. Ron looked at his best friend in total bemusement; Harry removed his hand and pressed the heel of his palm on his forehead.

    “Look… Draco’s not threatening me nor am I under any spells if that’s what you’re thinking, Ron,” Harry said tiredly. “I’m here because I wanted--”

    “No way, Harry!” Ron snapped, throwing Draco a dirty look. “Don’t tell me you wanted to be in the same room as Malfoy.”

    Draco snarled; he looked to the side and saw Harry biting his lips. He knew the brunet wanted to make Weasley understand… but the git was so stubborn. So to prove his point, Draco stood behind Harry and wrapped his arms protectively around Potter’s waist. He moved his head to the side and kissed Harry on the cheek. The blond smiled when Harry giggled softly.

    “What the fuck!?” Ron yelled. “You keep your dirty mouth… lips away from Harry!” Ron’s hand shot out and grabbed Harry by the hand. “Come on, Harry! I’ll take you back and see if Hermione can check if you’re under any spells…” Blue eyes looked straight into gray ones. “I’m sure Malfoy have you under Imperious.”

    Harry cried out frustratingly and yanked his hand back. “I’m not under the fucking Imperious! Why can’t you get it through your thick skull that I want to be with Draco?” Harry seethed. “I had hoped you could be more understanding… but I-I…”

    “Understand what, Harry?” Ron asked; his face was turning red from anger. “How can I understand? You’re in the same room with fucking Malfoy, acting all chummy with each other!” He shook his head. “No… more than that. He KISSED you, Harry! Kissing! The last time I checked, you hated his guts!”

    Harry pried Draco’s arm away; he turned around and gave Draco a smile when the blond made a sound of protest. Draco sighed and caressed Harry’s face; he understood that Harry wanted to take care of this problem himself. The blond stepped back and let his boyfriend work it out with the redhead.

    Harry took one step towards Ron; they were face to face. Harry had to tilt his head up for Ron was a good four inches taller than he was. With a defiant look on his face, Harry crossed his arms and stared at Ron with confidence.

    “I do not hate Draco,” Harry said calmly. “I want you to know one thing, Ron, just one thing. Can you do that?”

    Even though Harry’s voice was calm, Ron felt anger radiating off in waves. He gulped and gave the brunet a feeble nod. Ron knew what would happen if he got Harry angry; he didn’t want to be on the receiving end of that. He looked away from the hard green eyes and found Malfoy smiling smugly at him. He looked away when he felt Harry’s hand clamped tightly on his shoulder.

    “Listen carefully. I’m only going to say it once,” Harry said without blinking, “you will see Draco a lot more from now on. You understand, Ron?” Harry finished with a glare.

    “Why?” Ron set his jaw; his lips forming a thin line. His eyes narrowed, finally understanding. “You… How could you, Harry?!” Ron all but screamed. “You and Malfoy?”

    Harry smirked. “Yes, Ron, I love him.” He looked back at Draco and smiled. “I love him… very much.” Harry turned back and wasn’t too surprised to find Ron really red in the face. “Accept it. I won’t stop loving Draco because you’re to stubborn to accept it.”

    Weasley let out something close to a roar and roughly pushed Harry away from his path. Harry stumbled a bit and as quick as lightning, he tried to stop Ron from walking over to Draco.

    Draco sneered at the angry redhead and calmly pulled out his wand; he paid no attention to Harry when the brunet shook his head at him.

    Ron pulled his arm away from Harry’s grasp and instead grabbed the collar of Draco’s robes. He yanked Malfoy until the tips of their noses were almost touching. Cool, gray eyes never left the flashing blue when Draco dug his wand into Ron’s stomach.

    “What are you doing to do, Weasley?” Draco hissed, pressing the wand deeper. “How dare you push Harry like that? I thought he was your friend.” Draco felt a hand curling around his wand hand and he knew it was Harry trying to pull his wand away from Ron’s stomach. Draco ignored it. “If you hurt Harry, I promise I’ll hurt you more.”

    “Shut up, Malfoy. Don’t act like you actually care about Harry,” Ron snapped. “I know you did something to him… this isn’t the Harry I know.” Ron growled; his hands tightened around Draco’s robes. Draco answered that movement by jabbing his wand at Ron, making the redhead wince.

    “Draco… don’t,” Harry pleaded.

    “No, Harry. Move--” Draco stopped in mid-sentence when a small gasp came from behind Weasley.

    “What’s going on?!”

    HPDMHPDM

    Hermione had memorized the directions she needed to take to get to Draco and Harry’s private rooms. The blond had told her how to get there the last time he went to visit her. As Hermione turned a corner, she was just in time to see a certain redhead stepping through the doorway. The girl frowned and quickened her pace. Why in the world was Ron there? And just how had he found out where Draco and Harry were?

    Once she was close to the entrance to the rooms, Hermione could hear Ron’s loud voice and Harry’s annoyed tone.

    “Look… Draco’s not threatening me nor am I under any spells if that’s what you’re thinking, Ron…”

    “No way, Harry! Don’t…”


    Hermione rolled her eyes and stopped within a couple of steps to the doorway. She stood there, contemplating whether if she should go in now or later. The lady on the portrait stared down at the bushy haired girl and sniffed.

    “That redheaded boy is giving me a headache,” Adalia said. “I would greatly appreciate it if you go in there and take him out of Draco’s rooms.”

    “I’ll be more than glad to do it,” Hermione grumbled. “But I want to hear what Ron has to say first.”

    Adalia twirled her umbrella and shrugged. “I think Harry is trying to tell… Ron is it? Harry is trying to tell Ron that he wasn’t kept because of a spell Draco supposedly cast.”

    “Ron thinks Draco…” Hermione closed her eyes and breathed deeply. “I was right to slap him… He just doesn’t understand!”

    Suddenly, a roar came from the other side of the painting; both Adalia and Hermione winced.

    “I think your redheaded friend is going to do something drastic,” the lady frowned while continuing to spin her umbrella. “Give me the password and I’ll let you in. Do you know the password?”

    “Yes, I do…” Hermione answered and was about to say it when Draco’s voice was heard.

    “What are you doing to do, Weasley? … You push Harry like that? I thought he was your friend. If you hurt Harry, I promise I’ll hurt you…”

    “My dear, I don’t think it can wait. You must go in now,” Adalia urged.

    “I’m going to give Ronald a piece of my mind,” Hermione griped. “Rubber duck.”

    The portrait swung open and Hermione stomped through; the painting closed softly behind her. Hermione could hear Harry pleading to Draco most likely, after hearing the threat from the outside. She walked deeper into the rooms and saw Ron holding Draco by his robe collar and Draco pressing the tip of his wand into the redhead’s stomach.

    Hermione let out a small gasp, but then anger took over and dampened her shock.

    “What’s going on?!” Hermione screeched.

    Harry swiveled his head and grimaced when he saw Hermione, her face screwed up in frustration. The brunet took one step back for every step Hermione took forward; Harry gave up on walking backwards and hid behind his taller boyfriend. Draco had moved his head a bit when he heard the girl’s voice; his eyes widened when he saw who it was. Ron’s grip on Draco’s robe slacked; he turned around and gulped audibly when Hermione was staring right at him with her hands on her hips. She looked absolutely livid and all three male teens knew how Hermione was like when she’s upset.

    “Tell me, Ronald, why are you in their private rooms?” Hermione asked, her voice low. “And why, pray tell, do you have your hands on Draco’s robes like that?”

    “The bastard kidnapped Harry!” Ron growled; he shoved Draco away and moved to Hermione’s side. “I followed Harry when he ran out from the hospital wing. I saw him going in and had thought that Harry will come back out… but then he never did.”

    “Was this why you came back to the common room late?” Hermione asked, her lips pursed in a thin line. “You lied when you said you were going to dinner! You just came here and started all of this didn’t you?!”

    Ron flushed and shook his head. “No, Mione… I did go to the Great Hall… I thought Harry would be there as well seeing how he never came back to the Gryffindor tower… But when he wasn’t there, I… came here.” Ron said lamely.

    Hermione glared at the redhead and poked Ron in his chest. “Ronald Weasley… you are one stubborn man! Why can’t you accept that Harry loves Draco? Is it really that bad? Harry is happy with him! And I know, deep down, you know Draco loves Harry as well, but you’re just too damn obstinate to admit it!”

    “Hermione… I-I… Alright. Fine! Yes, I know the bastard loves Harry… but I… Why does it have to be him?”

    During this heated argument, Draco had gather Harry into his arms. He watched with amusement as Hermione poked and yelled at Weasley. Harry was also watching; his arms were wrapped tightly around Draco’s waist.

    “… I don’t care Harry likes boys! I don’t care about that! What I don’t like about this is that Harry chose Malfoy!” Ron continued. “There are plenty of nice looking blokes in school for Harry to choose from. But he just had to--”

    SMACK!

    Draco’s eyes widened; Harry let out a gasp, his mouth forming a small ‘o’. Ron’s hand flew to his cheeks, covering the red mark that was starting to form. His eyes stared down at Hermione in surprise. Hermione lowered her hand that had just slapped the redheaded teen.

    “… Twice I did this… and I’m not sorry for doing so,” Hermione whispered; her hand was by her side, curled into a loose fist. “Twice I did this for the same reasons. You are selfish, Ron.”

    “… What?” Ron’s whole body deflated.

    “Twice?” Harry asked. “Hermione… What’s going on?”

    Hermione sighed and looked at Harry. “Draco… I told him. You were twelve… Remember when we were outside and you were trying to build a snowman?”

    Harry nodded slowly; he remembered that day. His snowman turned out all lopsided.

    “Well, I was telling Draco why I stayed at Hogwarts this year.” Hermione looked back at Ron who now seemed subdued. “Ron… When you were still a toddler Harry… Ron had planned to take you away and keep you in Gryffindor tower. He had complained why Draco was the one to take care of you when he and I are your friends.”

    “Ron… Is this true?” Harry frowned at the redhead. Ron nodded but didn’t say anything.

    “When I told him to leave you two alone, Ron accused me of… of liking Draco,” Hermione continued; she then huffed and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “I couldn’t take any more of his whining so I… slapped him.”

    Harry shook his head and looked at his friend with sadness. “Why, Ron? You could’ve just asked Draco if you can take care of me for a day or two… You didn’t have to plan to kidnap me… I’m… disappointed, Ron.”

    Ron dropped his hand; his cheek was somewhat swollen from the slap. He shrugged halfheartedly and looked down.

    “I thought Malfoy was going to do all these bad things to you… I didn’t want to believe that he would actually care for you. I didn’t want to believe.” He looked up, blue eyes bright. “Hermione’s right… you’re right. Maybe I-I’m selfish. I’m sorry, Harry.”

    Harry smiled but was still disappointed at his friend. “I think I forgive you… But I have to ask you to leave. I need time…”

    “Right. I think it’s time we leave,” Hermione said. “Harry, are you going to come back?”

    “No… Draco and I decided to see if we can keep the rooms,” Harry answered softly. “We’ll stay here for the rest of the year if we can.”

    “I see… You can come visit us if you’re really staying here.” Hermione smiled lightly at the brunet. “We’re sorry for disrupting you guys…” She turned to Ron and took his hand. “Come on, let’s go.” Hermione tugged and Ron followed her. “I’m going to have a nice, long chat with you.”

    Harry and Draco chuckled when they heard Ron groan. They followed Hermione and Ron to the portrait, seeing them out. Hermione stepped out first, then Ron. The redheaded teen turned back and gave Harry an apologetic look.

    “I really am sorry, Harry…”

    Harry came forward and patted Ron’s shoulder. “I know…” Harry smiled and dropped his hand. “Good luck with your chat.”

    Ron whimpered and stepped out; Hermione hooked her arm with Ron’s and waved at the blond and Harry.

    “Good night you two,” Hermione said and she departed with a grumbling Weasley.

    The portrait snapped shut and the teens had the rooms to themselves once more.

    HPDMHPDM

    "Well, that was certainly entertaining," Draco drawled; both him and Harry were lying on his bed. Harry had his head on Draco's chest while the blond was stroking the smaller teen's dark tresses.

    "That was not entertaining! Merlin, I was worried that you and Ron were going to hex each other... and I was worried you were going to get hurt," Harry mumbled. "I'm still upset that Ron had actually planned to kidnap me..."

    "Good thing Granger was there, eh?" Draco murmured; Harry sighed and rolled until he was lying on top of Draco. The blond smirked and kissed the tip of Harry's nose.

    "I felt kind of bad when Mione slapped Ron..." Harry frowned; he lowered his head and nuzzled Draco's neck.

    "He deserved it..." Draco closed his eyes and held Harry, relishing in the warmth that radiated off from Harry's body.

    "Mmm..." Was Harry's reply; he kissed under Draco's ear and started nipping on the flawless pale skin.

    Draco grunted and bared his neck to give more room for Harry to give attention to. The green-eyed teen was more than happy to do so; he started kissing and sucking, drawing blood to the surface and leaving marks.

    "You taste so good..." Harry whispered. "Love you, Draco..." Harry moved up from the blond's neck and nibbled on Draco's earlobe.

    It's going to be a long night...

    o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

    A/N: A big sorry for all the readers!! I... I kinda forgot to update this story x_x But, I DO have the next chapter done so... YAY!! :D
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