And The Seventh Began | By : ZooArmy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5519 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Aug.18th: A/N: My third attempt to find a good summary. I truly suck at such things.
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DIDN’T WORK EITHER: ‘The war took
its toll and Draco has to return to Hogwarts for his seventh year with Harry
always on his mind. A new Slytherin girl awakens his
interest and helps him over some depression. But is she who she claims to be?
NO M/F only Harry/Draco!!’
I’m sad. Is it that repulsive and scary to read a summary telling Draco would
meet an interesting girl? Not one single syllable said he would end up with
her. I’m really really unhappy right now how little
approval this story found. The number of hits tells a story…
Maybe I’m just spoiled rotten because of other stories, but I’m sad
nevertheless. –sniff-
Thanks and cookies to MAIZEYSUGAH, STASHA, PAIGEEY07, THRNBROOKE, NIGHT THE
STORYTELLER, you made me happy, thank you for your reviews! Just because of you
I’m posting this chapter so soon.
I thought about changing the summary again. Actually I still think about it. If
someone has a good idea to catch the others interests, please tell me, ‘cause I’m at a loss with.
WARNINGS:
- bit of snogging (does snogging
needs to be mentioned as a warning?)
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‘Good Morning, Dragon,
What do you think about my name for you? I love it and you can’t change it,
even if you hate it.
I won’t be coming to classes today. I already informed Professor Snape. Please
don’t bother asking any more questions. I just don’t feel well. I’ll be back to
my old self in two days. Promise!
Go to classes now and pay attention so that I can copy your notes later.
Kisses, Lil’
“Lilly,
what’s wrong? Are you sick? Did something happen? Open the door, please! Lil! LIL!”
Another piece of parchment appeared under the door.
‘GO TO CLASS!’
“No! I
won’t. Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” He sat down on the ground and
leaned against the door. “I’ll sit here and wait. You can’t just lock yourself in
your room and tell me to leave you alone. I want a reasonable explanation at
least. Why are you writing notes instead of talking to me?”
So he sat and waited for two hours until Pansy appeared and dragged him to
classes, berating him the whole way.
“Snape sent me and he said if you don’t get to classes now he’ll deduct a
hundred points from Slytherin. And then pin up a letter in our common room to let
everyone know you were the one who lost all those points.”
Draco followed grudgingly, but the moment classes were over he stormed back to
Slytherin dungeons, not even considering going to the Great Hall for dinner.
The blond knocked at Lilly’s door again and got no answer as before.
“Lil, please open the door. This isn’t normal. If
you’re sick you need someone to look after you. Open the door. NOW!”
“Drae, leave her alone.”
Draco looked up and saw Pansy walking towards him carrying a small tray.
“Here!”
She put the tray on the ground and patted the place next to her. Malfoy sneered
at the food, but sat down nevertheless.
“Draco, Lil will have her reasons. Maybe she’s sick
and doesn’t want you to see her when she’s all sickly-pale and ugly.”
“She’s not ugly.” The Slytherin Prince protested.
“Drae, I meant that she feels ugly because she’s sick,
and doesn’t want you to see it.”
The young man looked at her in confusion.
“Rubbish! Why wouldn’t she?”
Pansy groaned and rolled her eyes.
“God, Draco. Just leave her alone, okay?”
“No!” He jumped up and kicked the tray that Pansy had brought for him, scattering
food all over the floor. His wand drawn, he aimed at the door and spoke ‘Alohomora’. Nothing happened.
“Panse, what was the incantation to blast something?”
“WHAT?” The girl jumped up and looked at her friend in outrage. “You can’t do
that! You’ll hurt her!”
“I won’t. What’s the incantation?”
“I’m not telling you.”
Draco faced the door again.
“DÉSTRUÓ!” (1)
The curse ricocheted from the door and Draco ducked quickly to avoid being hit.
The curse crashed with a loud ‘Boom’ into the wall across from Lilly’s room,
leaving a huge hole.
“Drae…Drae, are you okay?”
Pansy rushed over and pulled him up from the ground.
“What was that dreadful racket?”
Professor Severus Snape stood at the head of the stairs and strode over to
Lilly’s door.
“Miss Parkinson, what happened? Draco?”
“It’s nothing, Sir.” the girl said quickly; too quickly.
Snape examined the hall and saw the huge hole in the wall across from Lilly’s
room.
“Draco,” he addressed his godson in a threatening tone. “did
you fire that spell at Miss Winter’s door?”
“She won’t come out of her room and she won’t talk to me. She won’t let me in
either. I’m concerned.” The blond reasoned.
“Concerned? So much so that you would risk hurting Miss Winter? There are
reasons why she won’t come out. I can’t believe you tried such a stupid thing.”
A small note was pushed out under the door and the Potions Master lifted it up
and read the few lines.
“No, Miss Winter. Everything’s alright, Mr Malfoy as well.” He glared at Draco
while speaking to the door, then turned towards him. “Twenty points from
Slytherin. Now off to your room.”
“Severus, I…”
“Don’t you dare play the ‘uncle’ card now. Get to your
room and stay there. If I catch you in front of this door one more time, you’ll
get detention for a month.”
The boy slumped his shoulders and glared at his uncle.
He turned around and stormed off to his room.
Something was going on here, Draco thought, flopping down on his bed. ‘She’s
hiding something – something Sev knows about but I don’t. I’ll find out.’ He
punched his pillow angrily and took off his clothes before crawling under the
blanket and falling into uneasy sleep.
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The next morning he didn’t knock at Lilly’s door once, but was in the foulest
mood he’d been in for a long time and his whole house suffered.
Anyone who got too close got a taste of Draco’s repertoire of insults and
vulgar remarks. By the end of the day, everyone knew to keep out of his way.
Even Pansy tried to avoid his bad temper.
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Day twenty-seven. Day one hundred and
twenty.
Why couldn’t he stop counting? And why did he say Lil’s
days before how long it had been since the kiss with Harry?
Draco sat on the couch and rested his chin on his pulled up knees. He had been
awake since three in the morning. Nightmares of Harry’s death had haunted him
again and at six o’clock he fled down to the common room, knowing he couldn’t
go back to sleep.
Staring into the fire had calmed him and the nightmares had slowly been burned
out of his head. It was six-thirty now and he was becoming drowsy. The first
students wouldn’t come downstairs until about seven a.m. and Draco closed his
eyes, knowing he needn’t fear being seen like this. If he closed his eyes for
ten minutes and went up to his room afterwards, no one would ever know that he
had been weak again.
Hands closed over his eyes and he jumped, roughly torn from his dozing.
“Harry?” The moment he said it, he knew it couldn’t be him and he mentally smacked
himself for letting his guard down so easily. The hands wandered up to his head
and combed his hair lovingly. He looked up and met Lilly’s sad smile. Without a
word, she let go of his head and walked around the couch to sit down next to
him. Draco turned his head away with a humph and spoke
in the snobbiest way he could.
“I don’t want to talk to you today. I’m angry with you.”
“I think,” Lilly said and shifted closer. She rested her head against Draco’s
and her hand wandered up again, combing the long blond strands. “that you need comfort from me now, not words, right?”
Malfoy sighed and leaned into the touch. Lilly was right, comfort was what he
needed. The girl took her head away and Draco rested his own
against her shoulder. The scent, so much like Harry, was all around him
again and he snuggled closer.
“Do you know that you smell like Harry?” The girl tensed drastically and her
hand stopped moving, and Draco hastened to cover up his mistake.
“I don’t mean that you smell like a boy or anything. But I never thought that I
could smell this scent again. You know, when I kissed Harry, I fell in love
with him even more. Before, I loved him from afar. But now I… I know how he
feels, how he tastes and how he smells. Do you know what I mean? I love that
you smell like him. Although I don’t know why you do.” Draco chuckled.
The girl had relaxed again during Draco’s little speech, and turned her head to
press a kiss on the blond’s shock of hair.
“Do you know that your scent’s wonderful as well?”
Malfoy snorted, but kept his head on Lilly’s shoulder.
“My, my! Theo, look. Do my eyes betray me? Or are they
cuddling?”
Pansy sat down in an armchair and Theodore sat on the armrest so that she
leaned over his lap and crossed her arms on his legs.
“So, we do get an invitation for the wedding ceremony, don’t we?”
Draco had shifted away, glaring at Pansy. He opened his mouth to speak, but Lilly
was quicker and he closed it quickly, to avoid looking dumb.
“Stop it, Panse. You very well know that he wouldn’t
do that.” She hoped Pansy understood what she meant, because Harry’s name was
taboo in the Slytherin dungeons where Draco was concerned. “Besides, he’s gay.”
The blond himself wasn’t quite so sure of this anymore, but kept his doubts to
himself.
“Come on, we need to go to breakfast.” Lilly hopped up from the couch and looked
eagerly at the other three.
“I need to get ready first,” Draco said, as Pansy and Theodore stood up and
went to the door. “I’ll meet you in Potions.”
“You need to eat something, Draco.” Lilly stated before following their friends
to the common room exit. The Slytherin Ice Prince went to the stairs and turned
around.
“I’ll eat something when you tell me why you locked yourself in your room for
two whole days.”
Ocean-blue eyes glared at him.
“That’s blackmail. Let’s just say it’s a girl problem, okay?”
“Girl problem?” the Slytherin boy asked with scrunched eyebrows, his expression
changing into a glare when he heard Pansy’s giggle.
“Drae, she means her period.”
“Oh, her…ohhh” Realisation dawned on his face and was
quickly followed with a pink tinge. “Well, I, eurm,
need to go upstairs. Later.”
Pansy giggled again and took Theo’s hand, both leaving. Heraldine
Lilly Winter sighed in relief that Draco had taken the bait.
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Time moved fast, very fast indeed. Draco lost track of the number of days and
eventually stopped counting. He just wanted to forget. On the outside, he
became almost indifferent. A month later, when Lilly vanished into her room
again, he didn’t make a fuss. Instead, he sent her an owl with chocolate,
thinking it would make her happy.
On the inside, however, he was torn and felt like the battlefield of the
personal war that raged inside of him.
He had feelings for Lilly, of that he was sure, but he didn’t want to give into
them because of Harry. He had sworn to love Harry forever, but could he love
both of them at the same time?
In his despair Draco, wrote to his mother, whose opinion had always meant a lot
to him. The school year wasn’t even three months in and already he felt in
desperate need of a holiday.
He sat at dinner and read his mother’s letter for the hundredth time, secretly
under the table. The food his friends had piled on his plate was barely touched
as usual.
‘My beloved darling,
I’m so happy that you’ve finally started to deal with your grief. I don’t know
much about Harry, but if he liked you as much as you still like him, I’m sure
he would want you to be happy. If you think Miss Winter can give you this
happiness and is the right person for you, ask her out.
Maybe you could bring her with you over Christmas, if she would like to spend
the holidays with us.
Draco, darling, you’ve suffered for long enough. I don’t mean that you should
forget Harry, but I know you have enough love in your heart to keep the Golden
Boy alive in your heart and love Miss Winter dearly at the same time.
Your loving Mother’
The
parchment was becoming brittle, Draco had read the
letter so many times in the last few days. His mother always found the right
words and she always knew what to do.
He would screw up his courage and ask her tonight.
“Lilly?”
Her long, curly brown hair waved gently around her face when she turned her
head to look at Draco. When she knew no one else was listening or that they
were alone, she called him by her personally-chosen pet name.
“What’s wrong, Dragon?”
“Can we talk after dinner, please?”
“Did something happen?”
“No. I, eurm, just want to tell you something.”
The girl nodded her assent before turning back to her plate.
After dinner, the four left the hall and went down to the dungeons. Before
entering the Slytherin house, Draco grabbed Lilly’s arm and held her back.
“Not in the house, please.”
“Sure, where then?”
Draco kept her sleeve in his hand and dragged her deeper down into the dungeons
until he was sure no one could hear him.
Lilly leaned against the stone wall but jumped quickly away when she felt its cold.
“Dragon, why do we need to be in this darkness? And so far
away from our house? Eurm, can we be quick
please, I still have some homework to do.”
The blond was a little put off because of Lilly’s unapproachable attitude, but
he was determined he would finish this task. He began to pace in front of the
tall girl.
“Lil, I…I need to tell you something.”
Lilly looked up a little nervously and back down at the floor.
“Draco, whatever it is, please tell me quickly. I want
to go back into my room.”
Draco took a step closer and Lilly leaned back again against the wall, not
caring about the cold this time.
“Why are you being like this, Lil? I want you to know
something important and you keep snapping at me.”
“I’m sorry, Dragon.” Lilly sighed “I’m not feeling well. What do you want to
tell me?” She tried to suppress her nervousness.
Draco took another step closer so that they were mere inches apart. He stared
down at those frantic blue eyes and his hand caressed over Lilly’s cheek. Momentarily
distracted, she closed her eyes and sighed appreciatively. Soft, gentle lips
landed on hers and she kissed back willingly. Her mind switched off and her
heart led the way as her tongue darted out and licked over Draco’s lower lip.
“I like you. I like you a lot, Lilly.”
Hearing the name, Lilly ripped her eyes open.
“Dragon, I need to go. Please, let me go.”
Malfoy cornered her by putting his elbows on the wall at either side of her
head.
“Don’t you like me, Lilly? Please don’t turn me down.”
Again he connected their lips, but this time the kiss was rougher and more
passionate, and Lilly couldn’t resist. Draco felt so good, so right.
The blond pressed himself firmly against the body in front of him and began to
rub his erection against…against…another erection???
He stumbled away and pulled out his wand.
“Lumos” he muttered, looking right into the other
face.
“You’re…you’re a boy?”
Blazing green eyes opened to him and filled with tears.
‘Harry.’
“I’m sorry, Dragon. I’m sorry! I’d better leave now.”
The boy only managed two steps before Draco snapped out of his stupor and
grabbed his wrist firmly but carefully. He turned the boy around and pinned him
against the wall. With hope-filled grey eyes, he stared down at the slightly
smaller boy.
“Harry?”
The little sob he heard was all Draco needed. He crashed his mouth onto Harry’s
and bruised his lips with pleasure. He knew the wetness he felt on his cheeks
weren’t just Harry’s tears. Their kiss broke and both boys panted in need of
oxygen.
“You don’t hate me, Dragon?”
The Slytherin looked up and watched the strange process of Lilly’s face turning
into Harry’s.
“Hate? I’m angry as hell, Harry. But you’re back and
I’ve got you pinned to a wall. I don’t hate you at all. But what’s going on
here? I thought you were dead. Oh god…” He smacked Harry’s chest (which still
had breasts) slightly. “Why did you let me believe that you were dead? I told
you that I love you.”
Harry smiled at him and kissed him suddenly.
“I love you, too, Dragon.”
Draco growled in delight and went to ravish that sweet mouth again, but Harry
stopped him.
“Draco, I need to get into my room, please.”
“You can’t leave me alone again. Also it’s only for two days.” The blond said
with the cutest pout ever.
“Get me into my room without someone seeing my face and you can come with me.
But you need to stay both days with me, because the door gets magically
locked.”
Draco grabbed his hand and stormed off, dragging Harry behind.
“Two days alone with you? I’ll do anything.”
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(1) ‘Déstruó’ is Latin for ‘clear away’, ‘destroy’. I can’t
conjugate it and don’t know the imperative, therefore I used the verbum, at
least I think so.
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Well, now you know who she/he is. As if you hadn’t known before *hehe*
Next chapter will explain why Harry had decided to become a girl. Oh and “some”
man-on-man action. Oooh yes!
Happy about every lovely review.
Later!
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