Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Imaginary	By : Aleya Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
A/n: I didn�t let this die, just had to work out a few other fics that were driving me nuts� and I�m back� Too many living in the same space at once is bad.
�No. Way.� Ronald Weasley paused in his tracks and stared across the street causing his two companions to pause as well.

�What is it Ron?� Hermione groaned a bit irritable.

�Malfoy.� He pointed looking at the tall thin pale boy, his nose in the air as always.

�That�s Malfoy?!?� Harry blinked in astonishment. After all, the boy had always been particular about his looks, but today, now, here� The spoiled boy looked absolutely, positively androgynous.

His blonde hair had grown much longer to his waist, but he was no hair monster by any means, no, it looked like a translucent silky sheet of white-blonde. The ethereal shine of healthy hair just made one wish so badly to touch it. His slender body was far from lanky, perhaps this was the source of possible confusion; perhaps he looked he could be like a female whose bosoms failed to blossom much. His face wasn�t helping so much either, rather than the mainstream of strong male features he obviously took after his mother with softer ones.

�He looks like he�s doing well. That�s good.� Hermione breathed sitting on a nearby bench.

�That git got what he deserved!� Ron declared leaning on the bench behind her. �I knew eventually all that bad karma would catch up.�

�What do you mean?� Harry took a seat next to Hermione.

�His parents threw him out.� Hermione spoke softly, gently. �Gossip travels fast�

�The way I heard it, he came out as a pouf and of course that didn�t take so well.� Ron sure seemed to enjoy the boy�s misery.

�Pouf? He�s gay?!?� Harry shot a look of complete and utter disbelief.

�I don�t see what the big deal is though.� Hermione sighed. �Gay or straight, in the wizarding world it�s still very possible for him to bring a proper heir to the family.�

�I�d heard about that.� Harry continued to look at the blonde who was staring at the door of a salon tapping his foot in irritation. �It�s possible for men to have babies by spell. From a feminist witch right? Felt like men ought to share the pains rather than �sympathy pains�, right? �

�Right! That was so off the mainstream I�m shocked you knew it!� Hermione beamed. �He really looks like he�s doing well. I was worried about what a rich boy like himself would do without all the comforts of his parent�s money.� Hermione watched a milk and coffee colored girl come out of the salon pouting, her hair freshly colored and styled with a cherry cola red.

�Why were you worried about him?� Ron looked at Hermione.

�Karma.� Harry answered. �You shouldn�t take joy in other people�s misery.�

�Of course I�m taking joy in his misery! After all the trouble he caused us time after time.�

�He�s coming this way.� Hermione fidgeted trying to smooth back her frizzy hair back into its ponytail.

�I like your earrings.� The coffee colored woman looked at Hermione kindly as the two nearly walked right past without notice. Immediately Hermione�s hand flew to her ear, pearl studs today.

�Thank you.� Hermione smiled back at the girl.

�Granger?� Draco paused finally REALLY looking at the trio. �I�m sorry; its Weasley now isn�t it?� One look at Draco and they could see, something was not right. That cocky boy they had always known was gone. Where is he? �And Po--H---Potter.�

�Malfoy.� Harry nodded, out of habit the old defenses shot up. He gazed at the woman at Draco�s side who just smiled kindly and felt the walls waver some. Then shock crossed the girl�s face.

�This is Harry Potter?!?� She gasped covering her mouth. �Wow. Talk about an awesome day! A trip to the wizarding world and I get to meet Harry Potter.�

�Yes, yes, pick up your tongue, Lacielle!� Draco looked off to the side.

�You git!� The girl pushed the effeminate male. �I mean, you had the privilege to know him back when he was still a fledgling wizard and so forth AND stories of his fame. I only heard whispers of his name, barely knowing him for any of his fame until that year when that Jerk-Wizard nearly destroyed my family!�

�What?� Hermione looked at the girl.

�Hi! Since Drakey has forgotten his manners. I�m Lada. Pleasure meeting you all.� She shook their hands.

�Drakey?� Ron snickered and the blonde shot a cold glare to the young woman.

�Jerk-Wizard?� Harry looked at her confused.

�Voldemort.� Draco sighed wearily.

�I must apologize after meeting Draco I finally got to hear the whole story of the famous boy.� She smiled. �My parents were Death Eaters in their day.� She glanced off to the side. �Stupidest choice they ever made really. The day they found out they were having precious me they panicked.� The girl clasped her hands in front of her and looked to the sky. �Lance, what are we to do? This child will only have a life of misery because of all we had done!� She crossed her arms. �We�ll leave.� Back to hands clasped. �How? The Dark Lord will not let us go! He�ll kill us anyway!� Hands crossed. Then as if a light bulb moment, an index finger shot up. �We�ll ask THAT PERSON for help.� �And so they did and home schooled me in all my witch-ly ways trying their damnedest to keep me from finding out about their bitter past. Then off course I met Drakey when I moved to London and he filled me in.� She met with silence.

�What was that?� Ron just stared.

�You�re an actress!� Hermione smiled. Lada smiled embarrassedly.

�Aspiring actress to be exact. I did get my big break in play coming soon!�

�Yes, well now that you�ve weirded everyone out, I think we should get to clothes shopping for that new hair.� Draco was quickly growing uncomfortable with the situation.

�Okay, Okay. Well it was nice meeting you all!� Lada smirked, paused then proceeded to hug them all. �I should hope we all meet each other again. Okay. Ready now, Drakey.�

�Yes, let�s go.� He looked at Ron then Hermione, his face scrunching up to that look he always gave before a harsh insult followed. Ron glared prepping himself. �Congratulations by the way.� He looked at Hermione. �With the baby. Gossip gets around and well, my father made a point to tell me last time we spoke.� He now looked away.

�Well, Th-thank you?� Hermione genuinely looked confused and Draco turned away.

�You look like you�re holding up well, considering your recent release from the crazy farm, Potter.� Draco managed to bring his uppity attitude back out. �Let�s go Lada.� the girl waved and off they went.

�That was weird�� Hermione still had that confused frown on her face.

�I almost swore for a minute that the git changed!� Ron.

�He seemed like he did�� Harry frowned watching the boy walk off.

�Were we all here having the same conversation? �With Malfoy?� Ron looked at his wife and best friend incredulously.

�His tone and mannerisms were nearly on point.� Harry stretched.

�But his words were a lot kinder.�

�Maybe he�s found happiness with that girl he was with.� Harry offered.

�I just said his parents threw him out because he�s gay!� Ron shook his head.

�Rumors, Ron, rumors.� Harry whirled around and bumped into a young lady carrying papers in her arms, and of course, said papers hit the ground. �I�m sorry.� He knelt to pick them up but the irritated witch muttered a word and, waved her wand, and her papers were back in in order and in her hands and she walked off muttering to herself. Harry just looked on, noticed a paper of white on the ground, and picked it up. �You missed one!� He called glancing up and there he saw it, the calligraphy of gold ink. Quickly his gaze ran back to the witch but she was gone, as if she was never there. He didn�t even manage a look at her face shrouded in her hat and cloak.

�Harry.�

�That might�ve been her.� Harry breathed in shock.

�Her?� Ron looked at his friend.

�Her.� He held up the letter to show his friends.

*~*~

�Thanks for embarrassing me back there with your side show.�

�Don�t be like that Draco!� Lada sighed as the boy sat in the dressing room watching her change from another dress to skinny jeans. �Drakey no skinny jeans! They make my arse look big.� She groaned when he handed her a fitted black and white bottom-banded top.

�You�ll need to show off that arse if you plan on nabbing a boyfriend anytime soon in the near future.�

�I�m not getting a boyfriend we both know that!� She fussed.

�Yeah, Yeah, claim fish if you want but you still want sausage.�

�So crude.� She slipped her feet in the boots he picked out.

�I like that one. I�m tossing the ones you wore.� He ripped the tags off the new outfit, grabbed the other stuff, and rushed out with her purse to pay. With a sigh, she left the fitting room and damn near knocked over a woman.

�Honestly George! Just because it�s a vintage shop does not mean it�s all old, most of it is unsold muggle clothing--oh! Excuse me!�

�No, No. It�s fine. Are you okay?� Lada picked up some fallen articles.

�Yes, dear, nothing injured.�

�Good going, Molly.�

�George!� Molly playfully whacked her son.

�Nothing injured right? Got to watch yourself with Mum, she�s a powerhouse.� Another whack.

�There we are!� She smiled at them. �Fan of muggle clothing, are you?� She smiled at Molly handing back the stuff she�d picked up.

�My husband has an obsession of all thing muggle. When this store opened he went nuts and insists I buy all his clothing from here.�

�Fortunately it�s all at good pricing. In the muggle world it would kill my savings to buy these clothes.� Lada tucked hair behind her ear really looking at the woman, and then at the guy beside her, wait had to double take on that one and smiled at him.

�You live in the muggle world? Are your parents� muggles?� George asked finally really glancing at the young lady, taking her in from bottom, to top and back again before smiling. Molly of course noticed and nudged him some, gave a knowing smirk and proceeded to find a chance to slip away unnoticed.

�Oh no, I�m pureblood! My parents fled when You-know-who fell after his first reign. I�ve been home schooled all my life so this is a rare treat.�

�Really? That must be a drag with the no magic.�

�It�s actually not that bad.� Her smile grew as she formally checked out the red head boy. �I do a lot of it when I�m home with my flat mate.� She then gasped. �He�s got my wallet; probably buy a truckload of clothes!�

�Ouch, I guess you�d better stop him then.� She then waved her hand.

�Its too late, the damage is probably already done. I�m Lada Who, no not related to Doctor Who.�

�Sorry?� George looked confused.

�Muggle humor.. Sorry.�

�George, George Weasley.�

�Like Bond. James Bond?�

�That one I got. And that wasn�t really funny.� George grinned.

�I know, bad Lada, Bad. Weasley. Are you related to�..� She looked at the ceiling. �Ron I think.�

�How do you know Ron?�

�He was with Harry Potter! I couldn�t forget that!� She tucked hair behind her ear and looked off to the side the look horrified. �Draco, what did you buy me?!?� The blonde boy was walking with far too many bags in hand.

�Not all of it is for you� and thanks for the early birthday present, and work clothes. Another Weasley?� Draco scrunched his nose. �Would have to be, George.�

�Malfoy.� George looked on wearily.

�You know the whole Weasley family, Draco?�

�You know Draco?�

�My flat mate!� Lada and Draco answered the red head.

�Malfoy in the muggle world?� He just stared. �Yeah it�s a riot. Can we go?�

�Yes, you do have to get to work and so do I� I�ve been prickling.�

�Whatever.� Draco turned bags in hand.

�Well, George. Nice meeting you.� She smirked.

�Yeah, you too.� He watched her go. �Nice arse��

*~*~*

�To Harry Potter�� He started. �I hope this letter finds you well.�

�I wonder if things will get explicit.� Liz giggled happily.

�My apologies for no hints at who I am, but I get so loose with my words when I�m writing you the thought of saying, makes me� makes me tremble. Even now my hands are trembling as I write you, but I feel you must know.�

�Aw�� Liz giggled.

�I feel you must know how the feelings you stir within me always tried so hard to control me. Maybe I�m a sadist� You were the first person to snub me so cruelly and so uncaringly, ever. For the first time, I couldn�t have what my whims desired, and I obsessed. Perhaps amongst this obsessing was when I realized how much I had to have you. Oh I tried, so hard did I try, maybe I was poor at conveying these feelings, being the first time I needed something, someone so badly.� Harry�s eyebrows furrowed. �Someone I snubbed?�

�It may have been an accident you know. Something you didn�t notice, after all you had plenty to worry about with some crazed nemesis and all. Keep going� I think this one will get racy.�

��..I needed something, someone so badly. I hated and loved you then, perhaps even now. I wanted to take all my rejected hurts and inflict them on you in humiliation in anyway possibly. And I plotted. Many days plotting and planning the best way to destroy you� but somewhere my mind wandered. I think my favorite one to date came to me early, with the Chamber of Secrets. I had been irritated from the people around me, and I spent the night wandering the halls aimlessly. The commotion died down, and you were heading back to the Gryffindor dorms, battle worn and beaten, the glow of victory clung to you desperately, as did the desire to sleep.�

�Sounds sexy.� Liz commented sighing dreamily.

�You didn�t see me, but I saw you. Seeing you roughed up, I could only think, �He got what he deserved�. Before the other me kicked in� The other me that thought about how in that instant to want to kiss you. I was horrified, where had that unbidden thought come from? But it got worst from there.� Harry stretched out on the bed resting against Liz�s chest reveling in the calm with her. �Walking back my mind wandered from innocent kisses to tongues making love with each other, hands groping causing shivers. For the first time I felt myself in such a desperate need to touch�. Myself.�

�Wow�� Harry and Liz looked at one another. �Keep reading Harry!�

�It ended.� He flipped the paper over.

�It ended?� She looked confused.

�It ended.� He pulled away from her and fumbled with the envelope, perhaps it had a deep bottom like Hermione�s little purse and more was in there. No luck. �It just ended. Liz, it just ended! Liz?� Liz was sitting back, her knees pulled to her chest, hunched over so her chin rested on her knees.

�This person is opening their heart to you Harry.� A soft smile played on her face. �This person is trying to convey the torment they went through to reach this point of loving you so. I�m so jealous.�

�Liz?� his eyebrows furrowed.

�If you can�t find it in yourself to want to love this person Harry, don�t be cruel and throw the friendship line early.�

�What are you talking about? I don�t even know the girl who wrote it.�

�Or guy who wrote it!� She corrected.

�I saw a girl with papers though, and things dropped and it was there and she hurried off.� Harry looked at the paper deep in thought.

�Harry, you�re a wizard. You know the wizarding world has many mysteries.� Liz knelt beside him, the both no longer giddy from the letter, but somewhat somber. She hugged him again his head to her chest as she stroked his hair. �There are too many mysteries about this person, but one thing is evident. They love you Harry Potter, and not in that family way, in that romantic way that Ginny and Cho couldn�t. Every being with life has a heart of glass; try hard to consider the other person�s feelings��

�I don�t know if I can handle a love of this proportion. I don�t know�� Harry held onto her trying to soak up the tranquil vibes from her �body�.
- 5
- 6
- 7
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Imaginary