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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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Echo's of Past Lives: The Moulin Rouge

Chapter:3
pairings: 1x2
Warnings: Angsty Slash Romance an thats all im saying^^
Notes: Thankyou to all the readers and reviewers! You guys make my day! ^_^ Sorry for taking so long to get this chapter up, but homework and college have been bogging me down lately! So heres an extra long chapter for you guys^_^

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Draco stalked out onto the quidditch pitch with his Nimbus 2001 gripped in his hand, needing to clear his head of all the thoughts floating around uslessly in his bogged down mind.

He mounted his broom and shot up into the air, loving the feeling of air rushing past his face and blowing his loose hair freely about his face.

He circled the pitch a couple times before he noticed Harry sprawled out on the dewey morning grass down by the lake.

He quickly landed, and dismounted his broom, and walked over to put his brrom in the Slytherin locker rooms before he headed down to see Potter.

He walked up behind Harry quietly who was staring up into the fathomless blue sky with a vacant _expression.

"Are you ok now Harry?"

Harry was startled and sat up quickly. He turned and saw Draco sitting down beside him.

Harry rolled his eyes, trying to keep his internal agony from showing. "Why would YOU care, Malfoy?"

Draco scooted over and pressed his body next to Harry's, and cupped Harry's face with both his hands. "Because I DO care."

Draco traced his thumb gentley across Harry's petal soft lips, and Harry closed his eyes and leaned into Draco's soft carress, until he heard his Uncle's voice ocho in his head, "You filthy little whore..."

Harry's eyes shot open, and he backed away, scrambling to get up, but Draco grabbed his arm.

"Whats the matter, Harry?"

Harry bowed his head, trying frantically to think of something to say. But before he could open his mouth, Draco's lips were on his, claiming Harry's lips with a searing hot kiss.

Harry panicked and stood up quickly, breaking the kiss, and started to run away. But before he could get very far he slipped on the wet grass and fell and hit his head on a rock. He blacked out instantly.

Draco ran up and saw the blood gathering quickly around Harry's head. He picked Harry up easly and carried the unconcious bouy to the hospital ward.

He laid Harry down on the first available bed, and instantly Mdm Pomfrey was their checking him over. "Oh dear, what happened?" She asked while 'tut tutting' over Harry's wound.

"he slipped on the grass, and hit his head on a rock."

Madame Pemfrey sighed. "He's always getting in trouble, that one is." Mdame Pomfrey put a healing salve on Harry's wound and Draco watched intently as Harry's wound instantly closed up.

Madame Pomfrey bustled off to her office to log in the newest injury in her medical book. "Well, we'll just let him sleep the rest off."

Draco sat down beside Harry on his bed, and took Harry's slender hand in his. After awhile his head began to nod, and he slipped down beside Harry on the bed. Draco fell asleep with his head nestled in the crook of Harry's neck.

**Dream**

Sev pulled a reluctant Draco up to a balcony. "We have to wait a bit until Hari gets done with his ... performance."

Draco nodded, too busy to notice much else, busy looking at all the scantly clad bodies.

All of sudden it became very quiet, and silvery glitter fell from up above somewhere.

Draco leaned over the rail slightly and looked up.

Draco stared in shock. There, on a perch, sat the most lovliest of creatures he had ever beheld. Black hair flowed gentley down the boy's back, he was dressed in a flowing silvery dress, sparkles illuminating his pale body.

Draco looked at the boys face as the perch moved closer down. A delicate grecian nose, full rosy red lips, and pircing jade eyes surronded by thick inky black eyelashes and delicatley curved eyebrows.

Draco watched and listened totally focused on the fairy like human he beheld.

The boy opened his mouth and began to sing. "The french are glad to die for love." A tiny smirk lifted the rosy red lips, and Harry looked up to gave the leering crowd a sultry look.

He gentley decended to the ground and Harry slid off the perch onto a platform.

"A kiss on the hand may be quite continetal, but diamonds are a girls best friend."

Draco watched avidly as the boy weaved a spell of lust over the crowd. As the song went on Draco sighed and watched Sev bustle back and fourth between their booth and the neighbors, waving a white hanky around wildly.

He never saw Hari look at him, because Semious, Hari's boss, had just told him that the Duke of Perchion, wanted a private session with him.

"Ive talked with him," explained Semious quickly while Hari was changing outfits behind a tower of skirts, "And he said he might be interested in providing for the Moulin Rouge's first Musical! This could be your big chance to get out of here and be a star my little blue bird."

Hari nodded. "Who's the duke then?"

Semious peeked out from behind the dresses saw Sev waving a white hanky in the duke's irritated face.

"Oh, Sev's waving a hanky around in his poor face. I truely hope the duke dosn't kill him."

Hari pushed Semious lightly out of the way and looked up to see Sev waving his hanky around a very flustered young man with silver hair. Hari sucked his breath in sharply. The man was simply beautiful, and looked very kind. He truely hoped that he was the duke.

"You sure?" Hari asked, wanting to make sure.

Semious peeked back out and saw Sev still waving his hanky in a very pissed off Duke's face. "Yup."

Hari giggled, and pulled on his high heeled shoes quickly. "Good!"

Semious frowned. He had expected hari to be slightly intimidated. He peeked out again and saw the duke strangeling Sev. "Thats strange..."

Hari started to sing again and the wall of skirts dissapered. Within a few minutes Hari's song ended and his body gaurds hoisted him up on their shoulders and carried him over to the silver haired duke's compartment.

Hari stopped before the wide-eyed blonde.

"I believe you were expecting me?"

Draco stared at Hari, his mouth wide open in shock.

"Do you want to dance?" Hari asked, blushing ever so slightly at the intense look the young duke was giving him.

Draco still stared in shock. Hari saw the Duke struggling to fight a blush that was making its way up the dukes alabaster skin.

Hari grabbed the shy young man's hand and led him down to the dance floor. Hari raises a slim eyebrow at the Duke's stumbling feet. Were not dukes supposed to be more graceful?

At least the Duke was young, handsome, and looked to be very kind.

"You dance very well." Hari told his dancing partner, and Draco blushed. "Thank you, but I must admit, you can definatley dance circles around me."

Maybe the duke wasnt so shy after all. Hari giggled softly, then swayed slightly, suddenly overcome with wearyness and dizzyness. He let go of the duke' hands. "I have to finish up the song, I will meet you later, alright?"

Draco nodded shyly. "RIght, for the poetry reading."

Hari just nodded going along with whatever the duke said. "Of course. See you in a bit."

Hari danced over to the perch as he saw it decending. He sat down gracefully. "Diamonds..." The swing started to rise and stopped at the top.

"Diamonds are a girls best-" Hari stopped singing, gasping, trying to grab a breath of air. His eyes suddenly rolled into the back of his head. He fainted and fell towards the ground.

Draco gasped as Hari fell, breathing when a large black man caught his fey creature.

Semious rushed out and ordered the man to take him to the back. A couple of whores rushed to the back with Hari and Semios turned back to the frightened crowd. "You've frightened him away..."

The crowd laughed uproarishly figuring out the last part had been an act. "So to make up for that you can dance the Can Can with some of our 'girls'."

As soon as the dancing started, Semious rushed back stage. "Mia Dios! What happened?!" he asked smoothing a hand over Hari's fevered brow.

The house 'mother' looked up. "He just got heated up the poor chap. He should be better soon." The woman waved some smelling salts under the unconcious boy. Hari's eye lids fluttered and lifted to reveal tired jade eyes.

"Will you be able to 'preform' tonight with the duke my pet?" Hari nodded his head slowly, fighting away the webs that clouded his vision.

"Yes, I'll be fine." Hari flushed as he remembered the duke's flashing silvery eyes. He definatley wouldnt mind the duke pounding into him tonight. Hell! He might even enjoy it for once. Hari's eyes darkened for a second then lightened. He got off the cot.

"So, what do you think the duke would prefure...blushing virgin, wilting flower, or smoldering temptress?"

Semious's eyes roamed over the delectable form of his whore. "Smoldering temptress." he said, his voice rough with lust.

Hari giggled. He slipped into a lacy black dress that hardly covered anything and slipped up to his room in the elephant.

He sat down on his red heart shaped bed, then spread eagle out on the soft silky sheets. He sat up quickly when his door squeeked open and a silvery head peeked in.

"Do come in my dear," Hari breathed.

Draco stepped nervously into Hari's room.

Draco was nervous. He hoped he could rememebr what Sev had told him to say to Hari. Draco about lost it when hari slid of his bed in a lacy black mesh dress.

"Hari walked towards Draco. "What would you like to do first?" Hari glidded up towards him and slid his hand down Draco's chest. Draco's cheeks turned a bright red. "I thought we'd do a poetry reading." He squeeked.

Hari paused. "Poetry? what did the man mean...Ahh..was the man daft? Hari mentally sighed. You know what they say about blondes...

"Ok, give me some poetry." hari stepped back and sat back on the edge of his bed. Draco cleared his throat and tried desperatley to think of all the poems he had written but none would come to his blank mind. Draco turned around and nervously rubbed his hands together trying to think.

Hari looked up from his spot on the bed. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine." He squeeked. "I'm just trying to get my inspiration up and running." He chuckled nervously.

A light clicked on in Hari's mind. He rose off the bed and slipped over to the Duke. "Here, let me help you with your 'inspriation'." Hari gentley grabbed Draco's cock and began to gentley massage it, and felt it began to harden and lengthen beneath his skillfull hands. "I-" Draco squeeked. Hari pushed Draco over to the bed, and pushed him back, and unzipped Draco's pants and pulled out Draco's impressive cock.

Hari's eyes widened. "Well now, you certainly are well endowed."

Draco squeezed his eyes shut as Hari ran his hands over his velvety cock, then opened his eyes again. Draco lifted his silver eyes up to Hari's jade one's and saw Hari begain to grin and lower his mouth towards his very errect cock. Draco backed away and fell off the edge off the bed. Draco stood up quickly and stuffed his hard length back into his pants.

"Im not that kinda guy!"

Hari watched Draco wearily. "I just came up for a poetry reading!" Draco said desperatley.

Hari's eyes widened. He wanted to talk dirty then? Hari purred. "Talk to me then, my big boy."

Draco smiled. One of his better poems came to mind.

Hari watched as Draco recited a rather touching piece of poetry, and the words melted the icy bands around his heart and tears came unexpectedly to his eyes. Maybe the duke really could be his savior.

Hari sighed, and looked up to the silver haired adonis, and melted when he saw the adoration refelected in the dukes captivating eyes.

Draco finished his poem, and Hari stood up and wrapped frail arms around Draco, bringing a blush to Draco's face.

"I think I love you."

Draco felt a tingle of excitement run up his spine. Draco then wrapped his arms around the other boys tiny frame. He thought carefully of his next words. "Even though I don't have alot of money, I will take care of you, and you wont have to work here anymore."

Hari's heart stopped painfully at the dukes words. 'What do you mean, 'you dont have alot of money'? Your the richest Duke in the country."

Draco released Hari in shock. "No im not! what give you that idea? Sev just told me that-" Hari stepped back from Draco, his heart breaking in two. "What do you mean your not!"

At Draco baffled look, Hari thought back to the supposed duke's last words. SEV! That little bastard! "Sev sent you here?"

Draco nodded. "Damn...whats your name then?"

"My names Draconios Malfoi, Draco for short."

Hari thought nervously. "Then wheres the real Duke?"

A knock sounded on the door, and Hari turned to it in shock. "Hurry and hide!" He hissed at a surprised Draco.

Draco looked around and saw no place to hide, and when the door started to open, he hid behind Hari's closed legs. Hari blushed when he felt Draco's body pressed against his legs.

Semious peeked in. "you ready for the Duke, my pet?"

Hari nodded, and smacked Draco's peeking head back behind his body with his legs.

"Ok pumpkin,here's the duke."

A tall dark haired man stepped into the room, and Hari felt the room drop ten degrees lower. Hari looked up as the duke walked closer, and saw glittering evil ruby eyes staring back at him. Hari's heart broke at the coldness raidiating from the Duke'seyes. "Its nice to finally meet you Duke Vuldemorte."

The duke swept hungry eyes over the scantly clad Hari and smirked. "It definatley is a PLEASURE to meet you."

Hari's cheeks stained a dark red at the Duke's innuendo, but then he remembered his deeply ingrainded manners and held out a dainty hand to be kissed. Vuldemorte took Hari's hands in his and lifted it up to his mouth, but instead of kissing Hari's hand, he licked Hari's fingers, and sucked a slim digit into his mouth. Hari's eyes widened, and he gasped in surprise.

Draco cluched his hands and barley restarined himself. How dare that duke touch Hari!

Hari wavered a little bit, feeling faint again.

"Im still feeling a bit faint from tonights festivities, could we perhapst tot tommorow night?"

Vuldemorte shrugged uncarringly. "Of course. I want you only in the best of health for when we have sex."

Vuldemorte then swept out of the room, and Hari let out a shakey breath.

He turned around, and Draco stood up. "You should leave now-" Hari's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and fell towards the floor in a dead faint.

Draco caught Hari before he could hit the floor however, and then proccedded to half drag, half trip over to the bed and deposeted his fallen angel on the bed. Draco caught his foot on a run and fell on top of Hari, who was beggining to wake up. "WHA-!"

Draco peered down at Hari concerned. "Are you ok?"

Hari flushed scarlet. "Yes, now please get off me."

Hari jumped and looked over at the door as he saw the Duke walk back into the room, then stop in shock. "Whats going on here?!"

Draco got off Hari quickly. "I-" Draco started, but then Hari butted in. 'We were just practicing a part from our up comming musical called-" Hari looked pleadinly at Draco waiting for Draco to give the Duke the musicals name.

Draco blushed. "The plays called 'Spectacular Spectacular' Its a bohemian raphsphody. Voldemorte just raised a sharp eyebrow.

"Tell me about this...musical."

Hari now looked at Draco with pure panic showing in his eyes.

Draco looked calmly over to the Duke. "Its about a poor guitar player and a cortezon, who loves him, but then a evil...maharaje comes into his life, and the cortezon is told to choose the Evil Maharaje by his pimp, but the cortezon chooses the poor guitar player beacase of their true love."

The Duke thought for a moment. "I like it. Semious said something about funding...?"

Hari nodded his head hopefully.

"Ok then. I will go draw up a contract now." Vuldermorte stalked out of the room, the door banging shut behind him.

Draco and Hari booth let out shuddering sighs of relief.

Hari looked up at Draco and meeped when Draco pressed his body next to his. Draco blushed and looked down, his heart pounding.

"Did you mean what you said before?" Hari looked at Draco, his heart pounding painfully. "What I said before?" He echo'd. Draco squirmed. "Yes, when you said you ...loved me."

Hari sighed at the hopefull look Draco was giving him, his heart breaking at the words issueing from his mouth. "Of course not, Draco..Im paid to say those types of things."

Draco looked down. "Oh..." Hari looked at Draco depressed _expression. "Im truely sorry."

Hari then meeped when Draco grabbed Hari's hand and kissed it tenderly. "You will love me." He said confedently. "Becuase I already love you so much that it hurts."

Hari's eyes widned, and tears came to his eyes, making his eyes sparkle like emeraldes. "Really?"

Draco leaned down and captured Hari's soft lips with his.

"Yes I do." He wispered.

Hari's eyes filled with more tears, and they spilled down his soft cheeks as Draco talked on. "Hari, I know we just met, but I think we were ment to be together...like its our destiny. I think we were created for each other."

Hari thought over Draco's heartfelt words. He had never felt this way about anybody before. Excitment rushed through his body. Hari looked up into Draco's sparkeling silver eyes. "I think I might love you too."

Draco swallowed. "Do you truly think that?"

Hari tearfully smiled. "Yes I think I truely do."

Draco grinned and kissed Hari deeply.

**End of Dream**

Draco was jerked painfully out of his sleep as he fell of the painfully narrow bed. "What the hell?" He grumbled, then stood up. He looked down on the bed he had just fallen off of, and saw Harry sprawled out on the bed, sleeping peacefully.

He brushed Harry's midnight hair out of his face.

"I definatley believe that we are soul-mates now, Harry Potter." Draco wispered to the sleeping figure on the bed.

Draco leaned down and kissed Harry gentley, taking in the sweet flavor of Harry's lips.

He then walked out of the room, heading for the Slytherin dorms. He had some homework to finish.

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Sorry all for the long wait! Life has just been so hectic lately!

Hope this was long enough to make up for it!

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