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Love Changes Everything	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1909 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-1
I Love You
Two days had passed and he still had not idea as to why Malfoy was turning his whole life upside down. Presently, he was at Malfoy's apartment which was nothing like his. It was big and clean and spacious and of course luxurious. He had everything from oven to refrigerator to television.
At the present moment, he was waiting for the blonde git to complete his shower and answer his questions. He had brought Harry to his apartment yesterday and then disappeared to do whatever he did other than annoying him to hell.
"Did you order Chinese, Potter?" Malfoy asked once he entered the room.
"Yes. It will arrive in half an hour. Would you please answer my questions now?"
Malfoy remained silent, staring at himself in the mirror, combing his hair. Honestly, the man invested too much time on his hair and it annoyed Harry so very much.
"Malfoy." He gritted his teeth and Malfoy replied "Coming in a minute, Potter. Patience is virtue."
Harry closed his eyes and prayed the heavens above to give him some patience.
Finally, the git arrived and he had the audacity to simply lay down on the sofa with his head on HIS lap.
"Malfoy." Harry asked in an annoyed tone.
"Hmmm." He answered as if lying on Harry's lap was a daily occurrence.
Harry wanted to ask a million and one things but what he blurted was completely different.
"You look tired."
"Hmmm. I am tired and I am starving because I didn't have lunch."
Harry just stared, trying to understand why Malfoy had stayed hungry for an entire day.
"Why? You could have simply ordered something." He asked, a little comfortable when the other man burrowed in his stomach.
Malfoy sighed, his eyes still closed and then spoke "I prepare my lunch and dinner in the morning itself. I do not like ordering food. Since I knew that I would have to order it at night, I avoided it at lunch."
Harry was very surprised when Malfoy picked his hand and placed it on his head.
"Give me a head massage for a little while please. I have a terrible headache, Harry."
It was domestic and nauseating and everything Harry had dreamt of in childhood and everything he had thought he would never get. Today, when he sat on Malfoy's sofa with Malfoy's head on his lap, giving him a head massage as if it was his own house, he felt a strange longing, longing that he did not understand. He cleared his throat to remove the inexplicable lump that had appeared out of nowhere and asked "Will you explain all this now? Why are you interfering in my life? I have received several owls from several people and I haven't answered any of them. I feel terrible Malfoy. I have commitments and I have made promises. Please tell me."
"In due time, Potter. In due time."
"I can't keep on avoiding them forever and you can't keep me caged over here."
Malfoy opened one eye and stared at him incredulously "How stupid are you Potter? The floo is completely open and you can contact anyone you want. I just wanted to avoid it, considering that we are shifting in a few days."
"We." Harry's eyebrows rose in surprise.
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Draco sighed again and burrowed his face inside Harry's stomach.
"yes, Potter. We."
"Why?" Harry asked him and he licked his lips.
"I can't tell you yet."
It pained Draco that Harry did not even ask why they were not choosing the house together. Of course they were but the fact that Harry did not even care about the place he was supposed to live in worried Draco.
Harry looked at the ceiling, his hand in Draco's hair, looking troubled and Draco hated to see Harry so worried.
"Potter. Harry look at me." He asked, taking his right hand in his.
Harry did and Draco confessed "I love you."
Harry reacted the way Draco had expected. His jaw dropped in shock and his hand that was in Draco's hair stopped stroking. His startling green eyes were wide in shock.
"Wha- But we have met after five years. The last time we met was at the trials and we were drunk the last -"
"You were the only one who was drunk." Draco muttered and Harry's jaw dropped again.
"I don't understand. Please elaborate."
"I can't explain anything to you yet, Harry. Please do not force me otherwise."
Draco's hands were tied. He couldn't very tell Harry that he had been following the man for the last three years and that he knew everything about the man that a person could possibly know. So he laid his cards on the table. He told as much truth as he could right now and then stayed stubbornly silent.
"I am just supposed to accept this, whatever this is." Harry asked.
"Would you rather prefer me to entertain you at nights and then leave by the mornings? Is that the kind of relationship you seek, if that can be called a relationship at all." Draco asked the other man bluntly and Harry was silent for a few minutes. Draco continued "Is this really an imposition on you? If my lying on your lap is what disturbs you, I can get up." Draco moved to get up, though his legs were still aching and his head was still pounding owing to his tiring day.
"No, it's okay." Harry whispered rather frantically, trying to keep him in place in his lap. Draco hid a smile and lay back on his lap.
Draco had just closed his eyes back when the bell rang. He moved to get up and was just about to stand when Harry pushed him back on the sofa.
"Ummm, you look rather tired. Just stay here. I will serve the dinner." Harry said and Draco looked at the man. After following Harry for about three years, Draco knew enough about the other man to realize when Harry was depressed and when he was happy and when he was just sad. Most of the times, he was sad or depressed but at this moment, Harry simply looked content and so Draco settled down on the sofa, letting the man experience the simple joys of life.
It had taken three years for Draco to talk to Harry. Initially, Harry had simply been an enigma and Draco had watched him from a distance. Gone was the vibrant energetic Harry Potter who had defeated the dark lord and saved the entire wizarding world. Harry had reduced to a passionless man who did not even cook for himself. He would simply go hungry or order. He would not clean his house for days. He did not even take proper bath. A simple cleaning charm sufficed. Soap occupied very less space in Harry's shopping.
Still Draco could not stop himself from falling in love with Harry, Harry who would still work tirelessly for the ministry, without seeking any rewards, who still obeyed his best friends at the drop of a hat. The fact that he was being manipulated by everyone did not enter the man's mind.
"Where is the crockery kept?" Harry asked loudly.
"Second shelf from the right."
"Okay."
Draco fell in love with Harry's kindness and patience. Harry had been donating money and other supplies to various orphanages.
"Smells good, doesn't it?" Draco asked, smiling as Harry brought the Chinese in a bowl and placed the plate and forks in front of Draco and himself.
"Hmmm. It's simply divine."
They had their dinner in peace.
Later that night, when Draco went to sleep beside Harry, he still wondered why Harry had not pressed him for answers. Any sane man would. He turned towards the other man and stroked his cheeks softly.
It had been nice and peaceful today but the peace won't last long. Harry's so called best friend would take care of that. Draco would try to make him understand and bring the passionate, vibrant man Harry had been in Hogwarts back. It would be difficult, but the result would be worth it.
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Morning dawned and a very delicious smell woke Harry up. For a moment, he wondered what the smell belonged to and why it was present in his rather dirty house. After a whole minute, he remembered that he was in Draco's home and he saw Draco's packed bag kept with his own on the bed beside him. He had simply thrown his clothes all over the floor last night but the clothes were nowhere to be seen. Some clothes were kept folded on the corner of the bed along with a towel and a toothbrush.
Harry simply cast a cleaning charm on himself and heard a shout "Go and shower, Harry. You stink."
"I don't. I cast a -"
"Cleaning charm daily. I know but that is not sufficient. Go and bathe. Breakfast is ready and then we have to leave. I have chosen a few houses. We will be going and looking at them today."
"But, the bags are already packed."
"My elf Dobby will bring them to our new residence."
"Why are you cooking if you have an elf?" Harry yelled the question and Malfoy laughed "I like doing my work on my own. I call him if I need him. He has my instructions."
"Did Dobby pack the bags and clean the room."
"No." The answer came and harry was stunned speechless. He had nothing to say so he simply got up and took a bath. For the first time, his shower went undisturbed. Hermione or Ron would always keep on yelling at him to make it fast and he was never quick enough, so they asked him to simply cast a cleaning charm and get going. Cleaning charm became his habit soon and he stopped bothering to bathe at all to accommodate his other people's schedules.
After showering and taking the much needed shower, he entered the dining room. They had eaten in the living room itself so Harry had had not had the opportunity to eat in the dining room. It was simply beautiful. Everything from curtains to table to chair to crockery was perfect.
It made him wonder why Malfoy was leaving the home at all.
"Why are you leaving this place Malfoy? It is perfect and beautiful."
Malfoy was quiet for a few moments, serving the pancakes and kettle and juice carton on the table and spoke after settling down.
"Why, indeed? I searched for the answer for three years. Finally, I have found the answer, Harry. I love you and love changes everything. I am ready to leave this house because I love you and you need me to leave this house." This being said, he started eating the pancakes.
"I don't understand. Why would loving me force you to change your residence when it is completely perfect? I could simply live here." Harry asked, a confused frown creasing his forehead.
Malfoy smiled a bit and replied "You would not understand yet. But you will, in time, understand my reasons and motives when you will reach where I am. It will take time but you will reach there."
Harry had never met man more complicated than Malfoy. Nothing he said or did made sense to Harry.
Nevertheless, he shook his head and completed his breakfast in peace.
"Pancakes are delicious. I love chocolate pancakes but no one has ever made them for me. Thank you for such a delicious breakfast, Malfoy."
"Thank you." Malfoy was smiling and Harry's lips spread in a wide smile when he saw it.
Draco was smiling and was happy to see the rare smile that grazed Harry's lips but he was sure Harry had never bothered to tell anyone about his choices at all. Perhaps no one had cared about his likes and dislikes at all. Another thing that worried Draco was that Harry did not protest Draco's decisions at all.
Any sane human being would have thrown a huge tantrum and then stormed out of Draco's house on being forced to change his complete life at the drop of a hat. But Harry did not even utter a word. He simply went along with Draco's wishes.
A rather loud and rude howler of Hermione Granger interrupted his musings and their peaceful breakfast.
"HARRY POTTER, I HAVE NEVER SEEN A MAN MORE SELF CENTERED THEN YOU. YOU PROMISED TO TAKE CHIILDREN TO MY MOTHER'S EVERY MONDAY AND MOLLY TO THE HOSPITAL EVERY TUESDAY. YOU SHIRKED YOUR RESPONSIBILITIES YESTERDAY AND YOU HAVE REPEATED IT TODAY. YOU MUST BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF. HOW CAN YOU DO THIS, RUNNING AWAY WITH THAT BASTARD MALFOY AND LEAVING YOUR BEST FRIENDS BEHIND. BRING YOUR ARSE AT THE BURROW IMMEDIATELY."
Having said this, the howler burnt into nothingness.
Their reactions were completely opposite. Where he was furious with granger for blaming Harry for something that is Weasley's and her responsibilities, Harry was so ashamed and guilty that his cup of tea fell from his hand and the tea spilled everywhere. He looked completely devastated.
"I have to leave for The Burrow Malfoy."
Draco closed his eyes and though and so it begins.
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