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Building Bridges	By : ShadowAngel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Harry Potter and make no money from this; I'm just playing with scenarios and characters created by J. K. Rowling of which all the rights go.

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Chapter 1 - Beginning of the Bridge

“Why not go and talk to him them?” Blaise suggested with feigned interest as he finally pulled his gaze from watching the Irish Gryffindor across the hall to pay attention to the group’s conversation. Even though he had paid little attention to his housemate’s rants he was easily able to catch onto the source and reason of Draco’s annoyance; Potter was all Draco ranted about after all. It had been amusing to begin with, something to tease the blonde about if you wanted to play with the thrill of a dangerously angry Malfoy heir. After three years, though, of constant whining, bitching and ranting about Gryffindor’s golden boy (five years if you counted the first two years of obsession) it was old and irritating. Even more annoyingly, Draco was all talk, not tackling the situation. Well, not the real situation which was causing the issues.
“Blaise!” Draco instantly hissed across the table to him as the other Slytherins at the table froze, looking like deer caught in headlights as they sensed the instant tension. The small group of sixth year Slytherins were not stupid; they had picked up by second year that Draco had an obsession, of whatever form, of the Boy-Who-Lived, and it started to become clear to them through fourth and fifth year what really drove the anger and ‘hatred’ towards Potter. Having been in Slytherin for six years, they all understood and recognised the importance of keeping hidden the emotions and desires which were thought weak and wrong among their peers, both in their house and the rest of the school. They, especially Blaise and Pansy, could understand, therefore, why Draco’s crush and obsession of someone believed unattainable came out as anger. As irritating, repetitive and frustrating as it was, none of them were suicidal enough to tell Draco to get over it or do something about it. Apart from Blaise, it seemed.
“Shut up! You know perfectly well that that is not possible!” The angered hiss came from the blonde, causing the table to look at him in surprise at the near-admission of his feelings for the Gryffindor. Draco for his part was not pleased at all at the way the conversation was going; he had known that Pansy and Blaise were aware of what he didn’t want to admit even to himself, but having it verbalised in front of everyone was not something that he was prepared for, nor ever wanted to happen.
Around them the rest of their year continued to dance, party and sit and chat, oblivious to the mini crisis that Draco was going through at the Slytherin table.
Blaise sighed at the panic hidden in the swirl of his friend’s eyes, “Draco, look, he did not come here with a date and he has not dated anyone since Chang last year. He and his fanclub have become more tolerable this year and I still say that he’s stopped picking fights with you”.
“Hang on, did he not kiss Finnegan at the beginning of this year?” Theo frowned, finally getting enough courage to talk.
“That was Thomas, not Finnegan,” Blaise was quick to correct. “And as it was a dare, it presents no obstacle, just the suggestion that Potter is not unattainable for a guy”.
Eyebrows rose as the attention zeroed in on the dark skinned Slytherin, “And you know it was not Finnegan and was only a dare, how?” Pansy asked, suspicious.
Blaise just gave a smirk and waved his hand dismissively, “I overheard Finnegan teasing Thomas over it, not that that’s of any concern. The important fact is that you should go and talk to him, Draco, make friends with him at least”.
“I am sure that will go down well, a Slytherin approaching a Gryffindor to be friends, never mind trying for a relationship,” Draco scoffed, a slight scowl present in response to the turmoil and fear he was experiencing.
“Well…maybe that’s because no one has done it before,” Daphne suggested softly. “Perhaps when one hand of friendship or relationship is formed, others will be easier to follow”.
Blaise looked away from his friends to across the hall to where the Sixth year Gryffindors had gathered, Potter’s gang laughing in a cluster along with that strange Ravenclaw girl. He watched them, observing, until one glanced over, sending a grin to him which he responded with a smirk as behind him his friends continued to heatedly discuss who was the best suited to form the first relationship with a Gryffindor. Blaise kept their gazes locked and raised an eyebrow at the Irishman in question, turning back to his table and standing as he drained the last of his drink a moment later having received a grin and nod.
The Slytherins stopped talking at the movement, watching him in curiosity. “Blaise, what-”
“I’ll do it,” Blaise cut Pansy off as he placed his empty glass down, giving them a smirk that oozed confidence as he received blinks and stunned silence from the group.
“Oh! I knew it, you do like her, do you not?!” Pansy smirked, thinking back to a previous conversation about Ginny Weasley.
Blaise’s smirk grew, causing Pansy’s to disappear, “I do not think that you would be able to guess my target, Pansy dear, the Gryffindor men are much more enticing are than the woman”. Leaving the group in stunned silence Blaise turned and headed over to the cluster of Gryffindor’s, retaining his air of graceful confidence even as eyes and gazes turned to watch him.
Reaching Potter’s gang, who had all silenced at his approach, he stopped and gave a nod of greeting to them all before turning his attention to the Irishman sitting beside Dean. “I was wondering if I could speak to you for a moment, Seamus?”
“And what makes you think-”
“It’s alright, Ron,” Seamus interrupted as he leapt up with a grin, much to the shocked faces of his friends and the spluttering from Ron. “See you guys in a bit,” he said as he grabbed Blaise’s wrist to pull him away from the group and to the side, close to the dancing area.

“How in – it cannot be that easy, surely,” Theo commented as the Slytherins observed from their table as Seamus and Blaise stood close together to talk, Blaise’s head lowered close to Seamus’ so that the two could hear over the music.
“Blaise is a smooth talker, Theo, you know that,” Pansy responded, though she too looked a little shocked at how quickly the two had become comfortable in talking. “Weasley does not look too happy, though…”
“Yes, well I care nothing for him, only….” Draco cut himself off as he observed the two, his eyebrow raising as he saw Seamus move his hand onto Blaise’s shoulder. He was certain that his friend had an arm around the Gryffindor’s waist and had to wonder for a moment if Finnegan was drunk. Why would he let a Slytherin near him like that, otherwise? But it made him think…Finnegan didn’t seem to mind that Blaise was a Slytherin, chatting and flirting to him as if it was the most ordinary thing. Perhaps it was possible then….
“Dray?” Pansy called softly to gain her friend’s attention as the red and green couple began to sway and dance as they talked, bodies very close to one another. She smiled to the blonde as he looked her way, “Seems like the first friendship is on its way to being built, though I have to wonder how long before those two turn it into relationship with the way they are flirting”.
“I had noticed that, yes. I suppose I am not the only one who finds a Gryffindor…..less irritating than before,” he gave Pansy a pointed look, but the girl just smirked in return.
“Oh no, Draco dear, we are getting you hooked up with your Gryffindor first, then I can make my own arrangements to-” Pansy cut off as there were gasps from around the hall and a “Bloody hell….” From Theo opposite them.
The two of them looked over to the cause of shock, jaws dropping as they saw their friend lip locked with the Gryffindor, an arm holding him close around the waist while his other hand cupped the Gryffindor’s jaw as they shared what looked to be quite a passionate kiss.
“Well…if Potter is anything like that, I am sure that you will have little difficulty,” Pansy smirked to Draco as she pulled her gaze off of the scene.
“I am certain that Potter is not that easy, Pansy,” Draco’s nose wrinkled in disgust at the thought. “I want to court him and have a relationship, not just a romp in the sheets”.
“Which it looks like Blaise and Finnegan are about to have,” Daphne giggled lightly, gesturing to the hall door where the two had just vanished.
“Oh brilliant, let us hope they go to Finnegan’s,” Theo complained, giving a shudder at the thought of the other possibility.
“Slytherin is closer than Gryffindor,” Pansy pointed out, grinning as Theo groaned and let his head fall onto the table.
“That’s if they get that far,” Daphne pointed out with a giggle, Pansy couldn’t help but join in for a couple of moments before composing herself.

“Anyway, back to the point, it is your turn, Draco dear,” Pansy turned her gaze to the blonde who suddenly felt a little fearful under her gaze.

“Well that was one way to spice up the party and come out,” Seamus chuckled as he was pushed against a wall, leaning up to deeply kiss his Slytherin while his arms wrapped around Blaise’s neck pulled him down close. He had been keeping an eye on the gorgeous dark skinned male from across the hall, wanting little more than to join him, but being back by the uncertainty of responses and his boyfriend’s wishes. Once that bridge had been crossed by Blaise’s approach, the Gryffindor had had little difficulty relaxing and enjoying himself in the Slytherin’s company, more than happy to follow him to enjoy some alone time. He hoped his friend had the same luck.

“So much for being right back,” Dean shook his head in amused disbelief as he watched his friend leave the hall hand in hand with the dark-skinned Slytherin. Secretly though he had to admit that he was pleased that his friend had been able to meet up with his boyfriend instead of having to wallow in the fact they were still in the shadows.
“I think it’s sweet that Blaise finally made a move in public,” Ginny grinned as she slid into the now free seat beside him. “You could see how thrilled Seamus was.”
Ron blinked as he listened to the words around him, then frowning in confusion, “A move in public?”
“Really, Ron, the two of them have been making eyes at each other all night, and also during class for the past few months. Tonight was obviously not the first time they’ve kissed,” Hermione was quick to inform her ex-boyfriend. “They probably had concerns about how their relationship would be received and so kept quiet. It’s nice that they’ve taken the chance so that they can realise it is possible for Gryffindors and Slytherins to get along.”
“But how can Seamus trust him, though?” a look distaste on his face. “He’s friends with Malfoy and the goons who have been making our lives difficult since first year. That’s why Gryffindors and Slytherins can’t get along, they’re mean and always cause trouble for Gryffindors.”
Harry looked between his friends, feeling fear blossom inside him. There had been a spark of hope at how well they had taken the news of Seamus and Blaise, however any support from Ron towards getting along with Slytherins seemed none existent. Any want to tell his friends about his interest in a certain Slytherin was crushed. He wasn’t sure he wanted to hear more from his friends, but then Dean’s quiet words brought him back to attention.
“It’s not like Gryffindors are the friendliest to Slytherins, Ron, we all have this opinion that they are all horrible people, and so act negatively towards to them with that in mind and they react negatively which just fuels this rivalry between the houses,” Dean responded quietly, drawing all eyes to him. “I wonder how they would react if we didn’t react to any of the insults and just continued to try to be friendly? Would they continue cruelly with the insults or become friendly in turn and accept friendship?”
There was a lull of silence around the group for a long moment before Hermione softly broke it, “You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you?”
“Mm, ever since Seamus came to me half way through last year with the secret that he liked Zabini. Apparently being attracted to Blaise is what made him realise he likes guys, but he was too terrified to mention that at the time. I thought back to the beginning of first year, on the train, we all made friends with who we wanted, before we were placed in houses. There was nothing holding us back then, but over the years walls that separate the houses have been built. Those between Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw may have doors that can be crossed but the wall around Slytherin is pretty much out of bounds to those on both sides. What if we’ve lost sight of what is on the other side of that wall? What if they’re just normal students like us? Sure they have different backgrounds, but so do all of us. They’re still just teens like us.” Dean fell silent once again, wide eyes staring at him and mouths agape as his friends tried to process the words said to them
“I’ve thought about it too,” Luna’s soft, dreamy voice drew all eyes of the group to her. Looking around above her at magical creatures only she could see, she continued. “Are they in Slytherin, the labelled evil house, because they are mean and horrible, or do they become mean and horrible as a defence because they are placed in the house which is labelled as and viewed as the evil house. Is all a self-fulfilling prophecy? Or maybe the house is just filled by Yibbity-bips that fill them with negative emotion and make them mean….” The Ravenclaw girl droned off as her thoughts turned to Yippity-bips and Wrackspurts.
Feeling almost overwhelmed by all the new information that contradicted all he had known for the last six years, Harry just watched Luna for a moment before turning to his dorm-mate opposite him, “Dean….do you think then…that we should try to break down that wall you were talking about?” he asked quietly as Hermione attempted to explain Luna and Dean’s words to a confused Ron.
“I’m not sure what should be done, Harry,” Dean gave a shrug. “Just that we face the problem of a divide that separates the students and makes it difficult for some couples.”
“But do they want the wall torn down?” Ginny joined in quietly, looking to Dean beside her. “The way you talk it, it sounds like it’s part of their defence from the views of the school, so would they want that torn down?”
Dean nodded thoughtfully, “That’s true…maybe instead of breaking down this wall we should build doors instead….”
“Uh….like bridges over a gap, you mean?” Harry asked, receiving a nod from Dean and a smile from Ginny.
“Just like that, yeah. Like Seamus and Blaise have. There’s the divide still there, which they are respecting, but they are making the door to join their two houses together so that they can build a relationship of some form. That door, or bridge if you like, will continue to grow as more relations grow. It will be less sudden and allow everyone to become accustomed to it. At the moment, it’s just the two of them, which others might find difficult to accept,” Dean explained.
“What about if….”
“Harry?” Ginny asked when her ex droned off, then looking behind her and Dean to see Draco, a very handsome Draco if she was being truthful, approaching their group. She had to wonder if the Slytherins had all drunk a potion that made them forget past misgivings or that just made them friendly.
“Malfoy! What do you-” Ron glared at his female best friend, who had her wand out, as his lips kept moving, but no sound came out.
“Hi, Draco, can we help you?” Ginny smiled to Draco over the back of the sofa, the Slytherin in question blinking at the group which was giving him mostly friendly, or at least neutral, looks. He was not expecting this, he had had been hoping for complete rejection from the group so that he could go back to Pansy with his head held high instead of talking to Potter.
“I uh….” Draco paused for mini-second, pulling himself together, his body straightening and an air of confidence being pulled out of nowhere. “Potter, I mean Harry, could I speak to you for a moment, please?”
“De-ja-vu,” Ginny whispered across to Hermione with a grin, the two girls giggling quietly as Ron attempted to make his displeasure and protests known despite the silencing charm still upon him.
Harry blinked for a moment as his brain caught up with him, then glancing around him at his friends, their previous conversation still very fresh in his mind. Upon receiving supportive looks and nods he hesitatingly stood. “Uh, sure, why not?” Ignoring the silent protests from his male best friend, Harry followed the blonde away from Gryffindor territory towards more neutral ground in the hall, though he was pleased to see that they remained away from the dance floor and close to the wall.
He wasn’t too sure how he felt about being alone with Malfoy. He understood what Dean and Hermione had been saying, though he was never entirely sure about Luna’s words; Draco had been less confrontational recently, becoming a little more civil in classes and allowing them to pass without giving any insults or exchanging curses. Still, he couldn’t just ignore the previous five years of fights, insults and confrontations, though he wished he could. Now he thought about it, he wasn’t unsure about being with the Slytherin in case of an attack, it was another factor, the thing that had been niggling at the back of his mind for some time, since at least fourth year. Recently the feeling had become more intense, making him almost angry that Draco ignored him in the hall instead of insulting him. He had agonised over it for months before Hermione had made the suggestion of attraction.
Instantly Harry had rejected the idea of such a thing until a few weeks later Draco’s face had been present in his mind at a time that he should have only been thinking of Ginny. That had been difficult to explain. And now he was alone with the guy he had supposedly hated for years but had recently figured out he wanted. Oh this was confusing. Not to mention, it was Malfoy!
“Harry.”
“Hm? Yeah?” Harry’s attention snapped from his panicked thoughts over his crush issues on Draco to watching and listening to Draco.
“I just want to start with the fact that I’m not looking for this turn out like Blaise and Seamus’ conversation did,” Draco said, pleased to see a pink flush spread over the Gryffindor, however he was surprised and shocked to see a hint of disappointment and upset in those beautiful emerald green eyes. Then he realised what he had said; “Not that I would be adverse to that,” he hurriedly corrected, blushing himself at the admission.
“So…uh…you wouldn’t mind that, then? With me, I mean?” Harry checked, a hint of a smile coming through now that the Slytherin had been reduced to the same level of nervousness. Now he just needed his own nervousness to go so that he could stop making a fool of himself.
“Not at all, but I suspect that the two of them have been building to that point for a while, and I want the chance to get to that stage instead of just jumping,” Draco attempted to explain, steeling his courage for his next plan. “So I guess this is a good way to start,” Draco took a breath, steadied himself and then extended his hand.
“Draco Malfoy, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Harry’s smile erupted into a grin and his own hand reached out to grasp Draco’s firmly. For a moment he had panicked that Draco had brought him to the side simply for a ceasefire, but he had been shocked to find himself at the thought of Draco also only wanting sex with him. This was much better than what he thought Draco wanted to talk about; he was being given a chance to not only be a friend of Draco’s but also one with the potential for a relationship.
“Harry Potter, and I would like to be a friend of yours, however, about that kiss,” Harry smirked and tugged the blonde to him, cupping Draco’s neck as he slowly pressed their lips together. It was a soft, sweet kiss that lasted only a few moments before Harry released his new friend. “I just couldn’t resist.” He smiled to the blonde, happy to see the blush now over the pale cheeks.
“Yes, well,” Draco felt speechless, reclaiming his hand so that he could straightening his shirt in an attempt to get back his control and resolve. He would be lying if said that he wasn’t thrilled about the kiss, it had felt electric and he definitely wanted a repeat.
“As long as we have a chance to build a friendship as well, that is all.”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” Harry agreed with a grin. “Now, want to introduce me to your friends?”
“As long as you can put up with Pansy squealing in delight, she has been rooting for us for a while,” the Slytherin rolled his eyes as he started to lead the other over to his original table, trying to decrease the swell of happiness that Harry was making an attempt to get along with his current friends. “Maybe we could invite your friends over,” Draco paused as he realised that Gryffindors mightn’t feel comfortable in Slytherin territory. “We could go over and join them instead….”
“Yeah, that would be good way to shock everyone,” Harry chuckled. “How about you introduce me properly to your gang and then we find a table more in the middle so everyone is comfortable?”
Draco thought for a moment and then gave a nod, “That sounds suitable”. He shared a slight smile with Harry and then took him to introduce to Pansy, Theo and Daphne, certain that while there were many other gaps to cross, he had made it across the first and they could continue to build other bridges.

A/N: Thanks for reading, comments are good and are looked forward to so please let me know what you think :). I am thinking of a couple of sequels, so let me know what you think. - Yuki
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