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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,203
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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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.
in the compartment
*yes i do realize it was Snape who killed Dumbledore*
“I’m sure it is.” Potter smirked and Granger opened her mouth to retort when the train screeched to a halt, causing Draco’s trunk to hit him on the head. He bit his lip hard, drawing blood, to keep from crying out in pain and swearing at the trunk while his eyes watered. The sound of the trunk colliding with his head still caused a loud thunk.
“what was that?” The muggle frowned as she looked up and Draco froze, his head throbbing.
“probably our trunks banging around.” Potter stated, his emerald eyes glinting.
“yeah, well, let’s go.” Weasley stood up and stretched, the other two nodded in consent and went to go pick up their baggage.
“you know Harry,” the mudblood frowned, “I’m surprised that you even decided to come back to Hogwarts at all.”
“Mione’s right. At the old man’s funeral you were all obsessed about those hocry-whats its.” Weasley looked at Potter
“HOCRUXES Ron.” Granger said reprovingly
“Let’s talk about this later guys.” Potter said, Draco swore that the emerald eyes flicked up at where he was hiding. The red headed idiot shrugged and strode out of the compartment shortly followed by his bushy haired girlfriend. Potter, however, stayed standing, his eyes now focused on the luggage rack.
“heh, just like old times eh, Malfoy?” Potter smirked, “Instead it’s me who is breaking a nose, not you.”
He flicked his wand and Draco tumbled out of the rack and fell with an oomph onto the seat. Draco quickly got his bearings and jumped to his feet, drawing out his wand in the process. He looked up, only to find Potter’s wand almost poking his eye out. “Do you mind Scarhead?” He said through gritted teeth.
“be careful ferret boy,” Potter snapped back, “lucky for you, I was there when you tried to kill Dumbledore, otherwise I would break more than a nose.”
“oh, spare me the useless pity Potter, I don’t need it!” Draco hissed, “you try to act all high and mighty but it doesn’t fool me!”
Potter looked unimpressed, “I don’t need to act high and mighty. You do. By being the prince of Slytherin that was the only way you had anything close to friends.”
“I don’t need friends Potter. Only weak people like you do.” Draco spat in his face, the cold marbled face angering him even further.
“mark my words, Malfoy. You’re going to need all the support you can get.” Potter stepped away from him and walked to the compartment door. He stopped and turned his head, “You might want to be more careful. There are very few people that would hesitate to tear you to shreds.”
“I can take care of myself golden boy! Saint Potter, it’s not as easy for others to appease people.” With those words, Potter whirled around to face him, “Do you think it’s easy being me? You heard me explode earlier! No one gives a dam about what happens to me as long as I defeat the Dark lord!”
“yeah potter, but you at least have the power to fight him!” Draco yelled back, “you’re the fricking Chosen One! Me, I’m just a stupid 17 year old that doesn’t possess enough magical talent to fill an egg cup! How can I possibly fight him!”
“you just don’t have the guts to even try Malfoy.” Potter looked at him disgustingly and walked out of the compartment, leaving a cold silence in his wake.
“I’m sure it is.” Potter smirked and Granger opened her mouth to retort when the train screeched to a halt, causing Draco’s trunk to hit him on the head. He bit his lip hard, drawing blood, to keep from crying out in pain and swearing at the trunk while his eyes watered. The sound of the trunk colliding with his head still caused a loud thunk.
“what was that?” The muggle frowned as she looked up and Draco froze, his head throbbing.
“probably our trunks banging around.” Potter stated, his emerald eyes glinting.
“yeah, well, let’s go.” Weasley stood up and stretched, the other two nodded in consent and went to go pick up their baggage.
“you know Harry,” the mudblood frowned, “I’m surprised that you even decided to come back to Hogwarts at all.”
“Mione’s right. At the old man’s funeral you were all obsessed about those hocry-whats its.” Weasley looked at Potter
“HOCRUXES Ron.” Granger said reprovingly
“Let’s talk about this later guys.” Potter said, Draco swore that the emerald eyes flicked up at where he was hiding. The red headed idiot shrugged and strode out of the compartment shortly followed by his bushy haired girlfriend. Potter, however, stayed standing, his eyes now focused on the luggage rack.
“heh, just like old times eh, Malfoy?” Potter smirked, “Instead it’s me who is breaking a nose, not you.”
He flicked his wand and Draco tumbled out of the rack and fell with an oomph onto the seat. Draco quickly got his bearings and jumped to his feet, drawing out his wand in the process. He looked up, only to find Potter’s wand almost poking his eye out. “Do you mind Scarhead?” He said through gritted teeth.
“be careful ferret boy,” Potter snapped back, “lucky for you, I was there when you tried to kill Dumbledore, otherwise I would break more than a nose.”
“oh, spare me the useless pity Potter, I don’t need it!” Draco hissed, “you try to act all high and mighty but it doesn’t fool me!”
Potter looked unimpressed, “I don’t need to act high and mighty. You do. By being the prince of Slytherin that was the only way you had anything close to friends.”
“I don’t need friends Potter. Only weak people like you do.” Draco spat in his face, the cold marbled face angering him even further.
“mark my words, Malfoy. You’re going to need all the support you can get.” Potter stepped away from him and walked to the compartment door. He stopped and turned his head, “You might want to be more careful. There are very few people that would hesitate to tear you to shreds.”
“I can take care of myself golden boy! Saint Potter, it’s not as easy for others to appease people.” With those words, Potter whirled around to face him, “Do you think it’s easy being me? You heard me explode earlier! No one gives a dam about what happens to me as long as I defeat the Dark lord!”
“yeah potter, but you at least have the power to fight him!” Draco yelled back, “you’re the fricking Chosen One! Me, I’m just a stupid 17 year old that doesn’t possess enough magical talent to fill an egg cup! How can I possibly fight him!”
“you just don’t have the guts to even try Malfoy.” Potter looked at him disgustingly and walked out of the compartment, leaving a cold silence in his wake.