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Harry and Draco's Great Adventure	By : blade-of-the-shadows Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5055 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: If I wrote Harry Potter...believe me, you'd know the difference. But I don't so props to Rowling and I DON'T make any cash from this

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Draco sighed. He was so confused about Harry and the kiss earlier.

The kiss itself was amazing. Not to mention his first. A shiver ran through Draco as he recalled Harry's passionate embrace.

That's what confused Draco the most. He knew he had some feelings for the man, but he wasn't sure what they were until the kiss. Harry, on the other hand, hadn't shown any type of sexual emotions towards Draco until he kissed him.

They started off amicably, playing 20 questions until Draco accidently made Harry speak about a really personal story of his. The story was a sad one, but instead, Draco only felt anger. How could anyone be so cruel? Leaving Harry by himself in the woods like that. Thankfully, his master found him before anything bad could happen.

Even now, hours later in Hogsmeade, Draco felt his anger rising just thinking about it. A bit of wind picked up and swirled around him, reacting to his anger.

Harry glanced at him, "You okay, Dray?"

"Yeah, just thinking about some things." He glanced around. "Is this the place?"

At the moment, they were attempting a rescue. Some idiotic demon and human got themselves caught from some rogue demon hunters. Naturally, Harry overheard some witnesses talking about the capture and his hero complex kicked in.

Now they were in front of a nondescript building, searching for an entrance.

"I think we can enter from here." Harry pointed at a window barely big enough for the two of them, and only if Harry squeezed.

After some pulling, pushing and silent cursing, Harry managed to get through the window. Draco looked around.

It would seem that they entered a storage room. Cages covered in dust lined one wall and against another was an array of weapons, looking as if they were recently used. Directly across from Draco was a door.

"Let's go." Harry said, a determined look on his face. Walking briskly to the door, he threw it opened and strode in.

A group of surprised looking men sat staring at Harry. One man stood and pointed at Harry.

"It's him! It's him! Oh, please forgive me! Noooo!" He fell to his knees and began sobbing.

Harry looked back at me and shrugged. Turning back around, he gave a feral grin and attacked. Three men went down quickly. Others, realizing what was happening, grabbed their weapons and went after Harry.

Maneuvering out of the way, Harry grabbed one man by his collar and effortlessly threw him against a wall. Another went down with a quick right hook to the face.

A man ran past Draco, heading for Harry, and he grabbed him, kneeing the man's face in. Slowly their shouts turned to pleads as they realized they had no chance. Draco stopped, thinking Harry would give them mercy. Instead, Draco stared astonished for Harry didn't stop, attacking the men still, the feral grin still on his face. Draco only then realized Harry was serious when he said that he wanted to be bad all the time.

The men's pleads turned to screams when they realized they were stuck with a man who would kill them. Yet, only one was dead-by accident at that (his gun blew up in his hand) the others were only unconscious.

Eventually, silence fell over as Harry knocked out the last man. Draco looked him over. The god of death made his appearance for the second time in a row, again replacing the sex god named Harry. He was covered in blood, yet had not one scratch or bruise.

"Dray…" Startled, Draco looked up at Harry, who had just softly said his name. "I'm sorry you had to see me this way. I-I told you I couldn't help it when I get like this."

Draco walked slowly towards him, careful not to retrigger the mad man there only moments before. "Harry, stuff like this doesn't bother me. I grew up watching thins ten times worse than this, since my father duped himself into believing that I was to girly and needed to see more manly things."

"That's not the point!" Harry said harshly. "I never wanted to you to see this side of me, Dray. Not when you already went through so much shit growing up."

Shocked Draco looked up into Harry's eyes. He laid a hand on Harry's arm. "Thank you, Harry." He said quietly. "You stay here and calm down. I'll go find the demon and human."He nodded.

With a nod of his own, Draco turned towards the only other door in the room, hoping the hostages were easy to find.

Opening the door, relief flooded through him. Tied up in the back of the room, there was a bushy haired woman squinting up at him. The demon. He could feel her powers even with the silver cuffs draining her.

Next to her was the human man, a monstrosity of red hair blaring at Draco. Sneering in disgust he called to Harry, "Oi, their in here!"

Walking towards him, Harry gave a bright smile. "Brilliant, Dray! Get them out of there, while I handle those guys." He said with a jerk of his head towards the other room.

Draco turned his sneer to Harry, ""Get them out of there? Malfoys do not carry people no matter who they are or who asks." He said haughtily.

Harry's smile just grew and he shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, I'll get them, but you have to go tie up those guys."

"Fine!" Draco snapped, irritated, and stalked to the unconscious men.

(a/n:I'm too lazy to write what happens next. Go back to the previous chapter if you need a refresher.)

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"You," the red-haired one whispered, "The Boy Who Lived…" The man had an idiotic look to his face that more than suggested his level intellect.

"How do you know that name?" Harry asked.

Draco lifted an eyebrow. How indeed? He thought to himself. If what Harry said was true, then the only one who called him 'The Boy Who Lived' was his master. Draco assumed that his master gave him the moniker due to finding Harry in the woods at a young age. The red-haired idiot clearly knew the name and identified the person with the name, so obviously something had to be up.

"How? More like how can anyone not know your name. You're a fucking legend! I grew up hearing stories about how he would be reincarnated and would save us all from You Know Who." The moronic look was back on the red-hair's face and his voice was in awe.

"Ron! I told you, that fantasy of yours is only a myth. You just said so yourself. You grew up hearing stories about him." The bushy-haired woman burst out. Her tone gave away her horribly controlled anger, apparently towards…what was his name? Ron? How dreadful.

"No, Hermione. Not him, Harry reincarnated-."

"Wait, reincarnated? Me? What's this legend you're talking about?" Harry interrupted, looking utterly confused. Inwardly, Draco sighed. This is going to be long night.

"Well, you see-." Ron began.

"Harry, we can save the chit-chat for later. Right now our top priority is getting out of here before anyone else comes." Draco drawled out, looking at Ron in disdain before glancing over at Harry.

Harry looked torn, "Yea-yeah. That's what we came here for." His brow furrowed. "Follow us."
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