So Far Away
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
37
Views:
22,438
Reviews:
82
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Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter 8
So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.
Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.
Part 8 - Quidditch And Draco\'s Arse
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\"Hey Harry,\" Chad called as he entered into their room one afternoon. \"Are you planning on going out for Quidditch? Because if you are, you’ll need to sign up in the next couple of days. They’re holding tryouts week after next,\" he said as he threw his books onto the bed before disappearing into the bathroom.
Harry waited until he had returned before answering. \"Professor Wright mentioned that during Phys Ed today. I had thought about it.\"
\"Good. I think you should. And I think Draco should too. Have any idea of what his plans are?\"
Harry shook his head. \"None.\" He was hoping that Draco would try out, but hadn’t heard him say anything about it. Maybe he’d ask him later.
\"Allen said that he’ll be rowing again this year,\" Chad said as he sat on the bed and pulled out one of his books. \"Man, he’s good. His rhythm is perfect, and he’s got the right build for it. Last year was his first year of it and the training they put him through was akin to rowing for collegiate level crews. It was brutal, but it was worth it. His crew went undefeated last year,\" said as he pulled out a piece of parchment and started on his studies.
Harry noticed the look in Chad’s eye as he spoke of Allen and wondered if there was something that he had failed to mention. Or maybe he hadn’t figured it out for himself yet. But something was there, Harry was sure of it.
\"Are you planning to try out for something?\" Harry asked.
Chad nodded as he grabbed a scrap piece of parchment and balled it up, and then quickly tossed it into the trashcan. \"Basketball, baby,\" he said with a smile.
At dinner, the subject of sports came up again, this time by Allen.
\"So, have you two decided what sports you’re going out for?\" he asked both Draco and Harry.
\"Quidditch,\" they answered at the same time.
Harry looked over at Draco. \"Really? You’re trying out?\"
\"Merlin forgive me for borrowing an American phrase, but DUH. Did you expect anything less? We’ve played against each other for five years, Harry. Did you think that my crossing the pond would stop me from trying to beat your arse one last time?\" he asked as he shook his head. \"I swear. Sometimes I think you’re mental.\"
\"Then I’m one up on you. I KNOW you are mental,\" Harry said with a grin. \"And for the record, I’m glad that you’re trying out. I can’t wait to thrash you, again.\"
\"Bring it on, Potter,\" Draco challenged.
\"Oh I will, don’t worry about that. You’re going to have your lily-white aristocratic arse handed to you on a silver platter,\" Harry taunted.
\"Been checking out my arse, Harry?\" Draco asked as he batted his eyes at him.
Harry shrugged one shoulder. \"If you don’t want me looking, then cover it when you leave the shower, you wanker.\"
\"Oh heavens. I’ll never be the same. Harry Potter was checking me out,\" he said in a mock voice. \"What ever shall I do?\"
\"Get over yourself, for one thing,\" Allen said with a smile.
\"Not going to happen, my friend,\" Draco informed him. \"I am simply so wonderful that I can’t even begin to comprehend it myself.\"
Chad laughed. \"You know, it’s a wonder he can fit that big head of his through the door.\"
Draco wouldn’t let it go. \"So, you’ve been checking me out too, have you?\"
\"MALFOY!\" Harry yelled.
\"What?\"
Harry turned in his chair to face Draco. \"Get bent and send Draco back,\" he said in a voice that brooked no argument.
Draco looked at him like he had lost his mind. \"Harry, there is no reason to get ugly about it. I was only playing,\" he said as he went back to eating his dinner.
\"Maybe so, but when Malfoy surfaces, I want nothing more than to beat the living daylights out of him. So to keep the peace, and me and you in school, never let Malfoy come out again. Got it?\"
Draco nodded and kept surprisingly kept quiet.
\"Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted,\" Harry asked as he looked pointedly at Draco.
\"Quidditch,\" Chad offered.
TBC
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.
Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.
Part 8 - Quidditch And Draco\'s Arse
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
\"Hey Harry,\" Chad called as he entered into their room one afternoon. \"Are you planning on going out for Quidditch? Because if you are, you’ll need to sign up in the next couple of days. They’re holding tryouts week after next,\" he said as he threw his books onto the bed before disappearing into the bathroom.
Harry waited until he had returned before answering. \"Professor Wright mentioned that during Phys Ed today. I had thought about it.\"
\"Good. I think you should. And I think Draco should too. Have any idea of what his plans are?\"
Harry shook his head. \"None.\" He was hoping that Draco would try out, but hadn’t heard him say anything about it. Maybe he’d ask him later.
\"Allen said that he’ll be rowing again this year,\" Chad said as he sat on the bed and pulled out one of his books. \"Man, he’s good. His rhythm is perfect, and he’s got the right build for it. Last year was his first year of it and the training they put him through was akin to rowing for collegiate level crews. It was brutal, but it was worth it. His crew went undefeated last year,\" said as he pulled out a piece of parchment and started on his studies.
Harry noticed the look in Chad’s eye as he spoke of Allen and wondered if there was something that he had failed to mention. Or maybe he hadn’t figured it out for himself yet. But something was there, Harry was sure of it.
\"Are you planning to try out for something?\" Harry asked.
Chad nodded as he grabbed a scrap piece of parchment and balled it up, and then quickly tossed it into the trashcan. \"Basketball, baby,\" he said with a smile.
At dinner, the subject of sports came up again, this time by Allen.
\"So, have you two decided what sports you’re going out for?\" he asked both Draco and Harry.
\"Quidditch,\" they answered at the same time.
Harry looked over at Draco. \"Really? You’re trying out?\"
\"Merlin forgive me for borrowing an American phrase, but DUH. Did you expect anything less? We’ve played against each other for five years, Harry. Did you think that my crossing the pond would stop me from trying to beat your arse one last time?\" he asked as he shook his head. \"I swear. Sometimes I think you’re mental.\"
\"Then I’m one up on you. I KNOW you are mental,\" Harry said with a grin. \"And for the record, I’m glad that you’re trying out. I can’t wait to thrash you, again.\"
\"Bring it on, Potter,\" Draco challenged.
\"Oh I will, don’t worry about that. You’re going to have your lily-white aristocratic arse handed to you on a silver platter,\" Harry taunted.
\"Been checking out my arse, Harry?\" Draco asked as he batted his eyes at him.
Harry shrugged one shoulder. \"If you don’t want me looking, then cover it when you leave the shower, you wanker.\"
\"Oh heavens. I’ll never be the same. Harry Potter was checking me out,\" he said in a mock voice. \"What ever shall I do?\"
\"Get over yourself, for one thing,\" Allen said with a smile.
\"Not going to happen, my friend,\" Draco informed him. \"I am simply so wonderful that I can’t even begin to comprehend it myself.\"
Chad laughed. \"You know, it’s a wonder he can fit that big head of his through the door.\"
Draco wouldn’t let it go. \"So, you’ve been checking me out too, have you?\"
\"MALFOY!\" Harry yelled.
\"What?\"
Harry turned in his chair to face Draco. \"Get bent and send Draco back,\" he said in a voice that brooked no argument.
Draco looked at him like he had lost his mind. \"Harry, there is no reason to get ugly about it. I was only playing,\" he said as he went back to eating his dinner.
\"Maybe so, but when Malfoy surfaces, I want nothing more than to beat the living daylights out of him. So to keep the peace, and me and you in school, never let Malfoy come out again. Got it?\"
Draco nodded and kept surprisingly kept quiet.
\"Now, where were we before we were so rudely interrupted,\" Harry asked as he looked pointedly at Draco.
\"Quidditch,\" Chad offered.
TBC