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Flaw in the Blood	By : ColdWaterFairy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4290 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: A million and one thanks to my beta Mamacita.
All eyes turned to me and I mentally braced myself. "Let me start with saying how deeply I respect everyone in this room." (some more than others.) "I'm aware that all of you are working hard and are stretched thin. I acknowledge that most of you have my best interest at heart, but the fact of the matter is I am no longer a child and am fully capable of helping to make decisions about my life. I have a right to the information that pertains to me. I would also like to be included on missions."

Mrs. Weasley and another Auror looked ready to interrupt. I held up my hand. "I have a right to finish saying my piece." I made sure my voice was firm, but not belligerent. I wanted to yell and accuse, but it had never helped me in the past, so I refrained.

"I don't want in on all the missions, or the high-risk ones. There are plenty of routine ones. I've been training with Tonks and I've learned a lot. All I'm asking is that I have a say in my own life. I'm not some puppet that's going to have all his strings pulled, then go quietly off to the slaughter when the time comes." I sat down and waited for chaos to ensue.

I wasn't disappointed. Aurors were loudly objecting to my inclusion on missions, Mrs. Weasley was saying "over my dead body" over and over, Ron was asking why not, and Dumbledore was trying to quiet everyone. The only ones not voicing an opinion were Sirius, Tonks, Malfoy, and, surprisingly, Snape. I got up and walked out. They weren't going to agree tonight. No, they needed me to prove that I was serious. Taking a flask I had procured from the twins out of my pocket, I gulped the contents down. When I felt the shift and pull was complete I opened the jar containing Floo powder. Stepping into the fireplace, I called out, "Diagon Alley."

After finding an unobtrusive table to sit at in the Leaky Cauldron, I ordered a butterbeer. The clientele seemed to have gotten seedier. Several people came through on their way to do some shopping, but few stayed. I ordered another butterbeer and furtively took a swig of Polyjuice. I needed to go back soon. I had made my point; it would be foolish to linger. I searched the crowed and tried to guess which patrons were Death Eaters. A shiver of fear coursed through me. If I was caught right now, my life would be over.

Dropping some coins on the table, I headed to the Floo. When I tripped out of the grate back at Grimmauld Place, I was embraced by Mrs. Weasley. Dumbledore was sitting in an armchair. Sirius, Ron, and Hermione were on the couch. Mrs. Weasley looked ready to launch into a lecture, and I tuned her out and focused on Dumbledore. Either he would give in or he would have to deal with a very unhappy and stubborn Chosen One, and he finally knew it.

"Molly, would you mind leaving Harry and me alone?"

"Of course. Come on, everyone." Sirius and I shared a look before she ushered him out. He was playing the silent game with me. His ploy to make me feel like a naughty schoolboy failed. Too bad for him, I'm long past that stage.

"That was a very foolish thing to do, Harry."

"Probably, but I got my point across. Train me, include me, or next time I won't return."

Waiting patiently, I watched as he realized there was nothing he could do. He could try and lock me up, but we both knew someone would only let me out eventually. "Your training will start tomorrow. When your instructors feel you're ready, we'll discuss you going on missions."

I knew when to count my blessings and wisely hid my smile of triumph. "I look forward to it." There was no thanks for him doing what he should have done long ago.

Heaving himself out of his chair and going to the Floo, he said, "I'm not your enemy, Harry."

I wasn't fooled. Without turning around, I replied, "Of course not, sir." And he wasn't. He was just an obstacle.

My room was dark when I opened the door. Was Malfoy asleep? I lit my wand just in case. I was halfway to the bathroom when I was pushed against the wall, causing me to nearly lose my grip on my wand. Malfoy had the crazy eyes again.

"You can't leave me here. They'll kill me."

Seriously? One minute he's creepily trying to be my friend, and the next he's an all-out paranoiac. I really wasn't in the mood. Relaxing my body, I waited for him to shift back a little. As soon as he did, I hooked his ankle and spun us around. His eyes widened and his pupils constricted.

"Listen to me, Malfoy. No one is trying to kill you. Except maybe me, if you try and ambush me again. Look, I know you're confused right now, and you see me as a way to get back at Voldemort, but you're starting to creep me out."

"I creep you out?"

He seemed amused, and it annoyed me. "Snape says it's because you want to be my friend." Closing the space between our bodies, I shoved my wand into his neck. "That's not a good thing, by the way."

"Would you be willing to be my friend after all that's happened?"

"Right now, Malfoy, you're the least of my concerns. As long as you don't go back to spouting your pure-blood supremacy bollocks, we'll be fine."

"Fine, I'll keep my opinions to myself and make nice with the half-wit and the swot."

I pushed him at his comment, but he didn't get angry. "Why do you want to be my friend?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

I made a noise of frustration. "Don't play games with me. I'm not in the mood."

He was looking at me in such a way as to remind me of Hermione when she was trying to solve an Arithmancy problem. "I have nothing to live for except revenge. You're my best chance of achieving it."

The bottom went out of my stomach. Snape had said Malfoy saw me as a means to revenge, not the one to extract it. "There is every possibility I will die. Are you really willing to hang all your dreams of revenge on me?"

He tilted his head and looked at me almost…tenderly. "Is that how you're living your life, Harry? With the expectation of death? Fuck, more than half of the wizarding world thinks you can do no wrong. All of those people downstairs would and probably will die for you!"

I didn't pity myself—well, for the most part I didn't. How dare Malfoy act as if I was? "You think I don't know that?" I paced away and turned around. "I know what my role is in this war. Forgive me if the expectations of one more person seems like too much!"

"Does anyone know how close you are to losing it?" He laughed. "Isn't it perfect? Our Savior has a death complex."

Suppressing every scathing comment that was trying to claw its way out, I stalked towards Malfoy. "Aren't you afraid to be so close to someone so obviously close to the edge?" He hadn't moved from against the wall, so I once again had him pinned. "I could very well lose it while you're sleeping. You do look so much like your father." I ran my hand down his cheek before my hand closed around his neck. "I might get confused." My thumb passed over his adam's apple. He shivered.

Part of me was enjoying making him squirm. It sickened me that I wasn't more appalled. My thumb continued to stroke and my gaze fell from his eyes to his lips. For a split second I wondered what they felt like. They looked soft. Shaking my head, I released Malfoy.

"Good night, Malfoy," I said as I shut the bathroom door and locked it.
Over the next month I threw myself into training. Dumbledore kept his word and I was now on a rotational schedule. In the mornings I met with Moody, who taught me defensive spells and strategy; afternoons were spent with Tonks working on dueling techniques; and the evening were spent reading various books Dumbledore or others thought might be useful. Tuesday and Thursday nights I had Occluemency lessons with Snape again. Ron and Hermione stayed with me for the first two weeks, but slowly Ron started to sleep in and Hermione picked and chose the days she participated, but she always read the books.

Malfoy was in every lesson and read every book. At first I thought it was because he was scared to be alone, then I thought it was because he was bored. It wasn't until after the first week that I realized it was that he wanted to be there. He trained just as hard as I did. It only made me more suspicious. Why was he doing all of this if he expected me to take out Voldemort? He was also upholding his word to not antagonize Ron and Hermione, and trust me, Ron tried his hardest to rile him. Every time, Malfoy would just look at me and raise a brow as if to say, look at me not responding. He and Hermione had even had several discussions about the readings.

This is not to say he didn't still have his creepy moments. I noticed him watching me all the time. It started in training and had escalated to where I felt his eyes on me all the time. I had confronted Malfoy about it, and his response was to tell me to shut up, he was trying to sleep. The more he watched me, the more I watched him. I started to notice little things about him, like when he was feeling insecure he played with his ring, and when he read he covered his mouth with his hand. I wonder what he had found out about me.
I was sitting on my bed reading when Ginny found me. I was unaware of her presence until I felt the bed dip. I smiled when I saw her. It had been too long. My eyes automatically went to the door. It was closed and no doubt locked. She straddled my lap and tossed the book on the floor.

Cupping my face, she said, "It's been very hard without you, Harry."

A petty part of me wanted to say it was your choice; instead I said, "Likewise."

The feel of her lips against mine seemed foreign, it had been so long. I opened my mouth when her tongue swiped across it. My hands came up to the cradle the back of her head. It seemed like an eternity since I had kissed anyone, and even longer since I had someone touch me with passion. Her hands sneaked up my shirt; raking her nails down my back, she bucked into my body as I bit and then sucked her neck.

"Harry, Harry. Oh, Merlin, I've missed this."

Maneuvering us so that Ginny was under me, I pulled away. "What is this, Ginny? Do you want to get back together or are you just looking to get off?"

Pushing me off her, she sat up. "Geez, Harry, way to kill a moment."

I did my best to keep my irritation hidden. "Forgive my confusion. Last time we spoke you told me we were over and that you didn't know me any more. Next time I see you you're straddling my lap and sticking your tongue down my throat. Not that I mind," I tell her.

Sighing, she pushed the hair out of her face. "I don't know. I've missed you, though, I really have. I've missed your laugh, your beautiful green eyes, and I'm not going to lie, I've missed this a lot," she said as she pulled me down on top of her and resumed kissing me.

I was far from being over the nastiness of our break-up, but I was hard pressed to punish her when her tongue was doing such mind-blowing things. I gathered her in my arms and pressed my body into hers. I lost myself in the feeling of kissing and touching her. Ginny was more aggressive than on previous encounters and it left me breathless. When she took off her shirt and bra, I froze. I didn't know what it meant. Did she want to have sex? Holding my breath, I waited. Ginny brought one of my hands up to cup her breast and the other to the clasp of her denims. She looked at me with such softness and desire as I caressed her that I would have forgiver her anything in that moment if it meant she would continue to look at me like that. It didn't take long for Ginny to undress me. I about came at the first swipe of her tongue on my stomach.

I lost all rational thought when her mouth closed around me. I gave myself over to the mind-numbing bliss. Since we weren't together and she had initiated the contact, I didn't hold myself back. I fisted my hand in her hair and pumped my hips. She had gotten better since the last time we'd done this. She was using just the right amount of teeth and pressure. I couldn't hold back. When Ginny pulled away and swiped at her mouth, I expected her to look angry. Instead, all I saw was lust. When I had Ginny flat on her back, I spread her legs.

"It's only fair that I return the favor."

I kissed her collarbone and worked my way down, twirling my tongue around her navel. Her hand ran up the back of my head before gripping my hair and pushing down. Ginny could be so impatient sometimes. I gave a shy lick to her folds, causing her to arch. I pressed her back down with a hand on her stomach. I kissed and nipped the inside of her thigh. Using my thumbs I spread her quim open. I took sweeping licks before darting my tongue inside her and gently sucked on her clitoris. She clawed at my shoulders and moaned. I relished sending her over the edge. She only barely managed to stifle the cry of her climax. We were recovering when a knock sounded. We both rushed to get our clothes on.

"Open up." It was Malfoy's voice.

Checking to make sure Ginny was dressed, I opened the door but blocked his view. "What?"

"I'm going to assume that Weaslette is with you." I didn't answer. "Her mother is looking for her."

I shut the door in his face. Ginny was looking sheepish when I turned around. "I should go see what mum wants."

"Yeah," I agreed. She grabbed me as she passed and pressed her lips softly to mine.

After she left I went to brush my teeth. I didn't understand what had just happened. Did it mean we were back together, or did she just want to mess around now? The more I thought about it, the more conflicted I felt.

"You might want to remember putting up a silencing charm next time. Weaslette can be quite vocal."

I jumped. Trying to fight the blush I could feel coming on, I snarled, "Fuck off, Malfoy."

"I was only trying to give you some friendly advice."

"I have to wonder, Malfoy, were you listening outside the door?"

"No!" I smirked when his cheeks flushed. "I came up here to tell you Snape is here and ready to start our lesson."

Great. "Fine, let's go."
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