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Fire and Ice	By : Original-Sin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 10297 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 5:

Draco was having a nice relaxing sleep, his first in years, when he felt something poking him in the forehead. Very slowly he opened his eyes to find himself staring up at the end of a holly wand with a very pissed off Harry Potter leaning over him. Those damned green eyes of his, sparkling like fire, and too close for comfort.

“What the hell are you doing in my room, Potter?” he spat, unconsciously reaching to the bedside table for his own wand. Not finding it, he let his eyes roam around the room, only to find said wand lying on the floor with all his clothes. Then it hit him; he was totally starkers! Not only that, the events of the prior night unfolded in his mind… He just had the best sex of his life and unfortunately for him, it happened to be with the man he hated even more than the former Dark Lord himself.

“Malfoy!” Harry growled, “I swear to Merlin that if you tell anyone about what happened between us last night I will make you disappear and no one will ever be able to find you.”

Harry had woken up first, finding himself in a very comfortable position spooned up against Malfoy’s chest. Malfoy had one arm wrapped securely around his waist and the other palm down resting on his leg. He was mortified by what he had done and the fact that he had cheated on his own cheating wife, with Malfoy of all people! But the worst part about it was that he had really enjoyed the sex. Even though his ass was sore and his lower half felt like it had been struck by the Cruciatus Curse.

Draco let the sheet he was holding up against his nude flesh fall off his body exposing himself and raised an eyebrow. “Why Potter, you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

When he felt Potter's eyes on him, he gloated and went on while stroking himself, “Who would have known that you were such a wanton whore in bed. I wonder what your adoring family and friends will think about it when they read all the torrid details in the afternoon edition of the Daily Prophet."

Harry snarled, “You dumb shit! Do you have any idea what I could do to you right now and nobody would care. Why they probably would even thank me because of who I was and what you were?”

Draco elegantly laid back against the pillows and put his arms behind his head. “You won’t hurt me. You’re just talking like the big bad Auror you are, and besides that, you are Mr. save the world and save everybody ego won’t let you harm anybody, not even me.”

Harry was doing his best not to set Malfoy’s platinum blond hair on fire but instead came up with a better idea to settle this matter. Straightening up, he stepped away from the bed and got dressed in a haste. All he wanted was to go home, take a nice long cold shower and forget this whole mess ever happened. As far as he was concerned, it had never happened nor ever would again. Turning back to the bed he raised his wand.

“Go to hell, Malfoy.” Harry cursed and then whispered. "Obliviate."

Harry walked with an awkward gait to the door not looking back as it slammed magically shut behind him.

***

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” Harry asked the Healer who had done the autopsies on the Wizarding Serial Killer’s latest victims.

After going back home and taking a much needed shower, he still couldn’t shake off the images from last night. Needing to get his mind off the matter, he went to gather the information about the killer’s victims.

“Yes, Auror Potter, unfortunately I am. It seems that your killer has changed his method of operating and it now includes rape. I have never seen anything like it before since most serial killers use the same method of killing when they commit these crimes. They never break the pattern, so this tells me you are playing with a highly dangerous criminal, which I know you are aware of, and since it was only the male victim who was raped, I suspect the killer is trying to prove his dominance. It reminds me of a pack of wolves where two males are fighting for the position of alpha and when the weaker one loses the fight, he either submits or is killed.”

“Were you able to collect any DNA evidence from the semen in the body?”

“No, I am sorry there was none. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing, and did a thorough cleansing to remove fluid from the body so there would not be any residual trace of it left in his victim.”

“Good luck, Auror Potter, it looks like you are going to need it.” She looked up at the handsome young Auror and added, “Please be careful out there. He is a very dangerous and pathological sadist who will be hard to bring down, even for you. When you do find him, be sure you have back up. I don’t think you should face him alone... something tells me he is not working on his own.”

“Thank you, Healer Matthews. Your insight into this case has been very valuable. I promise you that I will be extremely cautious and take the necessary precautions when I do apprehend him.”

Sighing, Harry decided to head over to the Forensics Department to find out whether or not they had gotten the test results back on the single piece of hair he had found at the crime scene. If they did, he hoped it was better news than the one he had just received. ‘I will catch you, you son of a bitch… just you wait.’ Time was running out and Harry knew he had to find this maniac before he struck again. After he checked on the hair evidence, he would go and ask Robards to assign another Auror to help him with the case. Merlin knew he definitely needed the assistance. Hopefully, with the help of whoever his boss selected to assist him, he would finally lay this case to rest and put the culprit away for life.

***

Narcissa was in the Sitting Room having a cup of tea, she had just finished writing a letter to Scorpius and put it on the table until she could send it to him via the family owl. She missed her young grandson dearly and wanted to know how he was fairing at Hogwarts during his first year. She knew he was shy and hoped that he met someone nice who would bring him out of his shell.

“Hello, Mother.”

Draco walked into the room and came over leaning down to kiss her upturned cheek.

She was well aware that he hadn’t come home last night but that wasn’t unusual for him since his darling wife never was around much these days either. She didn’t approve of their lifestyle but for Scorpius’ sake she put up with it, feeling that the child needed both his parents in his life. 'As much as I hate Astoria, I can't prove that she's being abusive to my Grandson. Oh, but when I do, that evil Bitch will pay for it and wish she had never been born.'

“Draco, dear, how are you? I have a letter ready to be delivered by Owl Post to Scorpius, perhaps you could send him one as well.”

“If I have the time, I will try and get to it later this evening.” Draco answered with little interest; his mind was preoccupied with more important matters, such as why he was alone at the room in the Three Broomsticks. Not that it was an unnatural occurrence for him to sleep there, or be naked. What nagged him was the fact that he was alone, never had he slept with someone and to wake up alone. He was Draco Malfoy, never the one dumped, always the dumper!

Narcissa tried to calm her anger down at her son’s lack of concern for her grandson, and with an elegant wave of her hand said,

“Well, have a seat and tell me what you have been up to. We don’t get to talk that much anymore and I miss the conversations we used to share.”

Narcissa poured Draco a cup of hot tea, handed it to him, and waited for an explanation. He sat down in the embroidered wing backed chair across from the settee and relaxed sipping on his drink.

“I apologize mother but I have been very busy lately, please forgive me for neglecting you.”

“Too busy it seems to even spend quality time with your own son Draco, your flesh and blood, and your heir? He’s the one whom you have been neglecting, not me.”

“What are you talking about, Mother? Scorpius is at school.” At his mother’s serious tone, Draco straightened up in his chair and concentrated on what she was saying.

“Draco, open your eyes and look around you before it’s too late. My dearest son, you can’t even see what’s in front of your very eyes. Scorpius needs you, he needs his father. Why can’t you see that?”

“Mother, I don’t understand what you are talking about. I give Scorpius more than even I ever had. What more could he possibly want or need?”

“You are a fool, Draco, for not seeing what’s right in front of your Malfoy nose.”

Narcissa stood up and walked over to the table picking up the letter and then standing beside her son looked down at him and snapped,

“What about your love Draco? Have you ever given Scorpius that? The child craves for it more than anything else in the world. He does everything he can think of to please you, his father, and you are too busy to notice it.”

Walking to the door she opened it, then turned around one last time and looked at her son,

“I am ashamed of you Draco Malfoy and your father would be also.”

Shocked at his mother’s words Draco sat unmoving in his chair, the cup of tea getting cold in his hands. Forgetting about the whole Three Broomsticks fiasco, he wondered why he suddenly felt so empty inside.

***

The man and woman had just left the inn and were kissing in the dark alley,

“I hate having to always meet you in secret like this, it’s killing me. When will I get to see you again?”

“I have to leave on another business trip. No, don’t look at me like that my darling. It won’t be as long as the last time. I promise you that we will be together very soon but first I have to tie up a few loose ends.”

“You promise? I can’t stand the thought of living in the same house as my husband for much longer. I despise the man and his son. He resembles his father so much that just looking at him makes me sick. He’s a burden that I could do without and I won’t miss him when this is all over.”

He pulled her up against him, kissing her until she could barely breath then releasing her said, “Don’t worry, all your problems will be solved soon and we will be together forever. I will be in touch when I get back until then don’t do anything stupid.”

She watched him walk away, then turned and apparated home.

***

Ginny was sitting up in bed watching her lover get dressed, her disheveled long red hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. He was leaving on another trip for the Falmouth Falcons and she wouldn’t be able to see him again for a while. After he got back, she would be too busy with her own schedule and silently wished they could just run away together and disappear.

“I am really going to miss you. It seems like every time we have a chance to be together you have to go away again.”

“I will be back before you even know I am gone.” Davies said.

He walked over to the bed bending over to kiss her,

“This will be the last time, I promise, and then we will be able to spend more time together.”
Pulling back he walked to the door, and with a final wink across his shoulder he was gone. Ginny lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. She fantasized of the moment when she would be able to reunite again with her lover. After all, out of all of their romantic rendezvous, after being apart from him for so long were her favorites; the ones filled with adulterous passion.

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