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Echos of past lives: The Moulin Rouge	By : ForeverYoung Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2

Pairings: DXH
Rating: R
Dont own HP.
Thoughts: ' '
Spoken words: " "

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Harry paced his common room. Ignoring the looks he was getting from his fellow Gryffindors.

'Draco is still so beautiful. It is getting harder and harder to be so cold to him.'

He headed up to his bedroom. He sat down on his bed, exhausted. He thought back to the first ime he had remembered his past life.

He had been ten at the time, and had been locked into his cuboard, for some small thing, and been beaten and raped by his uncle and aunt, his aunt doing weird things with her mouth on his small penis, that made him feel good, but dirty.

He had had dreams all week long, and had finally deducted that he HAD been a whore in his past life, and was still no better.

His tiny BODY had shaked with sobs, feeling immensely dirty.

He had been happy that he hadn't met his past lover Draconian in this life.

But when he had went to Diagon Alley the next year for the first time, he had saw a blonde angel walk into the robe shop, while he was purchesing his robes. He had hid as fast as he could with his bundle pressed to his chest, his tiny heart beating wildly. He hid from 'Draconian' hoping to never to see the beautiful boy again, ashamed of what he had been, but more ashamed of what he had become again,but this time even worse, a incestous whore.

When he had been waiting to get into the great hall, anxiously awaiting his sorting when his past lover had came up to him, he paniked, and rejected his past lovers proposal to be friends, feeling too dirty to be in his 'Draco Malfoy's' presence.

As time went on, learning magic, distencing himself from Draco, whoring himself in the summer to his Aunt, Uncle, and recently his cousin Dudley, his world just kept getting darker and darker, and now that he was in his sixth year, he had no hope.

He just wished that the dark lord would actually kill him soon, before he commited suicide. He hated himself so much. He just ached to end his miserable pathetic excuse of existence.

He walked back down to the common room, and out of the Gryffindor suit. He made his way quietly to the astrology tower. He sat down on a window sill.

He leaned his head back on the cool e. He. He shut his eyes, and took out the rubber band that bound his hair, his long ebony hair pooling around his face. He sang part of a song he had memorized from dre dreams. "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?"

Harry jumped when he heard a voice speak to him from the shadows. "What, you want me to sleep with you tonight? How absolutley charming." Draco melted out from the shadows.

Harry pressed himself up against the wall, fear shining in his exotic green eyes. "No!" he gasped. "Its just a .... muggle song."

Draco frowned when he saw Harry repressing a panic attack.

"Im not going to hurt you Potter." Draco reached out and put his hand on Harry's shoulder, trying to comfort the fey creature.

Harry gasped. "Don't touch me." he got up quickly, and ran out of the room, leaving behind a hurt and confused silver haired boy.

Draco shook his head, and walked back alone to his bedroom. He quickly stripped and got into bed, closed his eyes, and tried to forget the haunted look in his Harry's eyes.

**DReam Sequence*

Draco followed the twins and Sev up to their rooms. He met another older man that Sev introduced to him, named Peti pettigrois, the 'author' behind their new play.

Draco shook Peti's offered hand. They quickly set to reading the few lines that were wrote, and Draco sneered.

"Sorry to say, but this stuff is absolute Shit. I could write alot better than this."

Peti looked ready to kill. "Then why dont you, smart ass! I QUIT!"

Peti stormed out just as Roni came up, staggering slightly into the room. Draco gulped at the glares he was reciving from the other actors. Sev waddles up to him.

"Do you have expewence in this awea?"

Draco nodded his head yes, blantantly lieing.

Sev brightened. "Good!"

Peti was the worst author I'd ever come across, but we were desperate. They all got out the beer, and drank to Draco.

Sev got up and stood on the table, swaying slightly. "Let's go see Hari! He'll get us to talk to his boss, Seamuios!"

They all thought it a good idea, drunk enough to forget that they didnt even have a script yet. They dressed up as best as they could, Draco out shining them all, in a nice tuxcedo that he had recived from his father.

They made their merry way towards the Moulin Rouge. Sev almost running to keep up. "OI! Dway!" Draco turned around. "What do you think of guys that cross dress?" Draco's eyes widened. "I think I would like that..." Sev nodded happily. "Good, cause the Moulin Rouge has all types of whores, and their favorite sparkling jade is Hari, the most beautiful boy alive. Im still trying to save up enough money to be able to get a blow job from him!" Sev paused. "But your really handsome too, with that silver hair, and silver/blue eyes..." Draco shuddered. was the midget hitting on him?

"Well, here we are! This is the famous Moulin Rouge!" Sev anounced happily.

He walked into the Moulin Rouge, and jumped when he heard a female start to sing. "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi,ce soir?"

**********End Of Dream*******************

Draco sat up, rubbing his eyes blearily. Damn, he really had been in the past. Nobody could have dreams like this.

He got out of bed. Then stopped half way to the bathroom. Harry had been singing that song last night! Could Harry remember his past life too? Or was it just a muggle song?

He'd have to get closer somehow to find out, and if Harry did remember, then he'd have to find out way Harry hid it from him.

His heart swelled painfully as he remembered the frightened beautiful boy he had encountered last night.

"I think I might love you Harry Potter."

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Voldemorts eyes glowed evily. "You will be mine again Hari Pottier."

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Sorry for the late update! I actually have had this written on paper for a while, but I had spring break last week! Hope this was ok! Please Review! I love to know what my readers think!
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