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One Chance	By : Addy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21755 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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ONE CHANCE
by WretchedScar
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all of its entities belong to J.K. Rowling. No infringement intended.

I know, I know . . . it's been forever and a day. I'm sorry? Ahee. So, um, here's a little bit to enjoy for now. There's more in the works actually . . . so just hang in there. I've really enjoyed a LOT of the stories being posted here at aff.net! Keep it up all you other writers out there! Ta!

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It had been three more days since Harry had been labeled a �fuck toy� by Malfoy, and in those three days he had not slept well, had rarely eaten, had constantly been reprimanded in classes for not paying attention and had certainly not had a fuck. How he wished he could pay attention, move past things - hell even admit to a few things to himself. �No, no - there is nothing to admit to!� his mind would cry, immediately cutting off all possibilities.
It had been three days, yes it had, and in those three days Malfoy had not once approached Harry for a shag, a quick flirtation or even to be his usual bothersome self. And, as much as Harry cringed and hated to admit it, it was bothering him. Had he gotten used to the crazy attention Malfoy had been allotting to him? It wasn�t as though it were healthy to be continually stalked, was it?
Harry felt a hand gently rest on his shaking leg that was attached to a rapidly tapping foot.
�Harry,� Hermione stated softly. �Calm down.�
�I am calm,� Harry lied. �I�m perfectly fine.� He stilled his nervous movements and went back to trying to eat something for breakfast.
�We should talk, don�t you think?� Hermione whispered softly to him.
�Not really,� Harry murmured. �There�s nothing really to say.� He quickly glanced up and looked over at the Slytherin table. There was Malfoy, happy as could be, laughing and talking contentedly with his housemates over breakfast. Harry scowled, sighed and then looked back down at his plate.
Hermione frowned, and eyed her best friend. This just wasn�t good. �Will you walk with me to potions, Harry?�
�Hermione,� Harry chuckled, �You, me and Ron always walk to potions together.�
�No, Harry, just you and me. And we�ll take the long way if we leave now,� Hermione clarified. �Please?�
He hated it when she used that word. Please. From Hermione it was as good as NOW!
�Alright, fine,� he sighed and put his silverware down with a loud clank. He watched as Hermione whispered furiously to a still-munching-on-my-breakfast-Ronald Weasley and then stood with her to leave when she was finished.
Harry just knew the usual dreaded walk to potions had just, incredibly enough, gotten worse.

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Draco watched as Potter and Granger got up and left the table . . . without the Weasel. That was certainly odd. He felt an odd bit of jealousy at seeing them as a pair . . . it just wouldn�t do.
�So, you do know that by sitting on your ass, debating what to do next will definitely not get you anywhere,� Blaise, ever so kind, pointed out.
�I know, I�m working on it,� Draco stated, his foot all of a sudden tapping while he bit his bottom lip trying to muster up the courage to move forward.
�At this rate he�s going to think you�ve finally given up,� Blaise pointed out.
�I have not!� Draco stated indignantly.
�Have so!� Blaise said, laughing.
Draco reached down under his table and brought out his surprise. He showed it to Blaise with a smirk, �Definitely not! I know what I�m doing. Er, I think.�
�Oh, now that�s nice,� Blaise smirked. He watched as his friend stood up from the table, straightened his robes and strode off as a man on a mission.

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�Harry James Potter,� Hermione huffed.
�Well it�s true!� Harry huffed right back. They were on their third rounds in the dungeons, slowly weaving their way (via the long way, go figure) towards the potions classroom.
�At this rate neither one of you are going to get anywhere,� Hermione grumbled under her breath.
�What was that, Hermione?� Harry queried with a glare. �Say that again?�
�You both are just idiots! Pure and simple! One minute you�d think you two were humping bunnies running rampant, the next you won�t even glare at one another!� Hermione growled. �I don�t understand what you both want from one another!�
�I KNOW what I want,� Harry cried. �It�s something he can�t give me, Hermione!�
Hermione sighed and watched as Harry hugged his arms around himself. �It�s just not going to happen, okay?�
�What do you want, Harry? Tell me. If you can�t tell him, at least tell me . . � Hermione sighed, hugging her friend.

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Draco Malfoy felt the gate in his step start to falter as he neared a corner, his ears perking up to two voices conversing with one another rather intently. He slowed, moving cautiously forward in order to try to hear better. It was Granger . . . and Potter.
�You both are just idiots . . � he heard her say. He raised his eyebrows, but knew that she had stated the truth. Yes, he had been and probably still was an idiot. Potter, too.
�I KNOW what I want!� he heard Harry cry out and his heart started beating faster. �Say it . . . tell me . . let me hear it!� His own mind pleaded.
�It�s something he can�t give me, Hermione!�
Shit. What was that? What couldn�t he give? By damn he�d find a way . . he was a Malfoy . . . he had plenty of money, plenty of resources . . .
�If you can�t tell him, at least tell me.�
�Tell her, Potter,� Malfoy stated quietly, out loud, his fingers grasping desperately at the cloth of his robes. He had to know.
�I just want him to like me . . .� Harry said quietly, so quietly Draco almost didn�t hear - but when he did, he just couldn�t swallow, couldn�t breath . . . couldn�t move. �I want to spend a day with him where it�s not about sex, or what he wants . . . it�s about what we both want. I guess I want a relationship.�
'Ugh, everyone seems to want one of those these days,' Draco felt his stomach starting to clench. It was that word again . . .�relationship� . . . only this time coming from Potter�s lips. Oh those beautiful lips . . they looked so soft . . so full so . . FOCUS!
�Why doesn�t he want me like that, Hermione?� Harry asked quietly. �Why?�
�I don�t know Harry, I just don�t know . . . � Hermione replied quietly.
He had heard enough. Draco carefully tucked his �surprise� for Harry in his robe�s pocket and stepped forward.
He noted that Potter gasped and that Hermione smiled slightly. �Hello, Draco.�
�Granger,� Draco stated quietly.

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To be continued . . .
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