Summer with Draco

Since I had so many reviews, i thought i would reward you with two chappies at once, and LOOK! its much longer!


Chapter Five:

Harry led him downstairs. He showed him the living room, parlor and two sitting rooms and study. The library was very impressive and Harry only got him out by promising him unlimited access later. He then took him to the kitchen. When they entered it, they saw a simple meal laid out for them.

It looks like Dobby expected us to eat even though I didn’t tell him to make us a meal. Hungry?”

“A little. I guess we shouldn’t let this food go to waste.” replied Draco.

As they were sitting down to eat, a thought hit Draco.

“Dobby? We used to have a house elf named Dobby. Didn’t you free him?”

Harry chuckled, a sound that went straight to Draco’s groin. He was thankful for the table that concealed his growing erection.

“Yes. In my second year. He works for Hogwarts normally, but last summer he decided he would work for me during the summer and come with me permanently when I graduated.” Harry explained.

“Father was furious for weeks after that happened. I was amused. A 12 year old boy was able to trick Lucius Malfoy into freeing his house elf.”

“I just couldn’t stand seeing him be mistreated when he had been trying to save my life.” Replied Harry, embarrassed.

“I know. I was constantly trying to talk father into treating them better. He has been better about it lately. I think most of it was show to the other Death Eaters. I could be wrong. My father is a very hard man to understand. I usually don’t bother.”


They ate in silence, and when they were done, Draco decided to turn in.

After Draco when upstairs, Harry went to the study to write Ron, Hermione and Remus to let them know he was ok. After the letters were sent out, he sat in thought.

The hours he just spent with Draco were actually pleasant. He had found himself watching him, and noticing how handsome he was and how graceful he moved.

“No! I am not attracted to Draco Malfoy.” he muttered to himself.

“Oh who am I kidding? He is sexy as hell! I am so screwed!” he muttered again.

Harry brooded over his sudden attraction to his former nemesis for a few moments before deciding to turn in for the night. Maybe he would be more clear headed in the morning. He got into bed and realized that he had a growing erection. He tried in vain to ignore it, but when it became apparent that it was not going away he ended up taking care of the problem himself.

“Dear Merlin. I just wanked over Draco Malfoy. I am SO screwed!” he muttered yet again.

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When Harry stumbled into the kitchen the next morning, Draco was already there, looking wide awake and energetic.

“Morning Potter. Sleep well?” he asked politely.

Harry grunted in response and reached for the coffee.

After two cups, he felt lucid enough to hold a conversation. He looked up at Malfoy, who had an amused look on his face.

“What?” Harry asked, slightly embarrassed.

“Your not a morning person, are you Potter?”

“No, but I take it you are.”

“Yes. I am at my most effective in the morning.” he answered, amused.

“That’s it, you must be killed. I cannot share a house with such a perky morning person!” Harry joked.

To his surprise, Malfoy started laughing.

“Merlin. Your laughing. I’ve never seen you laugh before! I must say, you are even more sexy when you smile.”

When he realized what he just said, Harry turned around red and abruptly left the room, leaving a stunned Draco behind.

‘Did he just say I was sexy?’ thought Draco.

‘Perfect, since I was planning on seducing him anyways. It will be much easier if he is attracted to me.’

He got up from the table and went to find Harry.


Draco found Harry in one of the parlors, looking out the window. He leaned against the door to watch him for a moment before speaking.

“Since I found out last night that there is not a good view out these windows, I am going to assume you’re trying to avoid me Harry.”

Draco and Harry both noted how they had been going back and forth between their first and last names. They just didn’t know what to call each other anymore. They were feeling comfortable with each other, which led to them calling each other by their first names, but then they would fall back on their old habits. Draco vowed that he would call him Harry from now on, unless he was asked not to.

“Harry, turn around please.” ordered Draco

He slowly turned around to face Draco.

“I’m sorry Malfoy, if I made you uncomfortable.” said Harry.

“Why would I be uncomfortable? I already know I’m hot as hell. You confirming that is no big deal.”

Harry was speechless and Draco took that opportunity to cross the room and draw Harry into a kiss. At first he didn’t respond, but slowly he started kissing Draco back. He moved his hands to Draco’s hips to steady himself, since he was suddenly weak in the knees.

Draco pulled away when he became short of breath, and started kissing his neck.

“Malfoy…” Moaned Harry.

“Draco.” Draco said.

“Wha…” stuttered Harry, confused. He couldn’t think clearly with Draco kissing his neck like that.

“Call me Draco.” he clarified.

“Okay-Draco-what are we doing?”

“I believe we call it snogging.” he said with a chuckle.

Harry pulled away and walked backwards to get a few feet between them.

“I’m serious Draco. We are not exactly friends. Enemies in fact! One day alone in a house together and were snogging? We hate each other!”

“Actually Harry, I don’t hate you. Never really did. I was very hurt when you refused to be my friend, so I was mean to you and your friends to cover that up. I have been strongly attracted to you since the end of 5th year. “

“You’ve been what?!”

“I’ve been attracted to you since 5th year.” Draco Repeated.

“I never did anything about it because I thought you were straight and you turned down my hand in friendship, so I figured you would turn down my bed too. Looks like I was right. Lets just forget this ever happened. I’m sorry.” Draco turned to walk away but Harry stopped him.

“I’m not saying no, or yes, but how about we get to know each other as friends, then see where it goes from there. Ok?”

“Ok. How about we eat some breakfast and talk a bit, ok?” said Draco, looking relieved and hopeful.

“Great idea. Dobby probably has it ready by now.” said Harry.

They went to the kitchen and saw that Harry was right, Dobby had made pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon and toast, along with tea, coffee and pumpkin juice. Draco’s stomach growled at the smell and sight of all that food.

They made quick work of the breakfast and sat back in their chairs with tea, so they could talk.

“First off, Draco, why have you been attracted to me for so long?” Harry was extremely curious about this point.

“Well, I watched you a lot in 5th year, under orders from Umbridge, and I saw how strong you were. You knew that Voldemort was back, and nobody was going to tell you different. You stood up for what you believe in. I first started admiring your strength and convictions, then I started noticing how attractive you were. After that, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. Just being friends with you is more than I dreamed I would ever get. Now the possibility of something more is unbelievable. I understand why you are a bit reluctant though, so why don’t we start with your reasons for not wanting to be with me, and I will try to explain them, or dispel them if they are not true. How’s that sound?”

“Okay…First, and the biggest, is that you are from a family of dark wizards, with your father at Voldemort’s right hand. Lucius Malfoy might have been there the night that psychotic bastard killed my parents. Not to mention, there were pretty strong rumors that you were training to be a death eater yourself. You have been brought up immersed in the dark arts, everything I am against. You have also spent the last seven years making my life, and the life of my friends a living hell. I just don’t think I could trust you enough to commit myself to you, to let my guard down enough to lose control with you.”

Draco thought over what he said and took a deep breath before defending himself.

“Ok - yes, my family has been dark wizards for generations, and yes, for awhile I WAS being trained to be a death eater, but I NEVER wanted to be one. My mother died trying to get me out of it. Also, I already told you why I treated you the way I did. As for the trust issue, well I can’t do anything about that.”

“Oh Draco, I am so sorry about your mum! When did it happen?”

“About a month ago. I went to her because I didn’t want to take the dark mark. She confronted Voldemort and he tortured and killed her in front of father and me. That is why we are fighting on the side of the light now. He is insane. He is destroying peoples lives and he has fun doing it. He doesn’t care about his ‘cause’ any more. All he wants to do is make people miserable, and kill you and as many people as he can in the process. It took the death of my mother to make my father see what we had seen all along, but finally he does and we are going to do something about him.”

Harry sat thinking over Draco’s passionate speech for a few moments before making his decision.


a/n sorry, i know, its a cliffie! dont hate me!