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Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Potter! I heard him shout at me from the doorway. I hadn't heard him open it since I left it open. But I
heard him close it now before he started to walk in my direction. Didn't you hear me talking to you? he asked
once he was closer and knew for absolutely sure that I heard every word he spoke to me.
I heard you Malfoy, I quipped back at him.
What are you doing out past hours? he asked as he came to a stop within arm's reach of me.
I turned to look into his face and held his gray coloured eyes for a brief moment. Tempus illustrtus, I
breathed out evenly and the ghost of a large double faced pocket watch floated in the air between both of us
letting us know for sure what time it was.
It's not that late, I told him dismissively before I turned to look back out the window. It was still early
in the semester so I was able to still feel slightly warm air on my face as it left the lower plains and moved up to
the castle.
Potter has a date it seems, he said mostly to himself. I wasn't going to be bated. Since it's my duty I'll
just wait and the two of you can spend detention together, Malfoy continued to ramble as he walked back to
the door. I didn't care what he did since he couldn't do anything once my date did show up. I heard scuffing and
looked around to see that he had pulled a chair from somewhere, to behind the door and was currently aiming
his wand at it.
Scourgify , he said and all traces of dust was wiped from it before he sat down and faced me.
You are wasting your time Malfoy, I told him a few minutes later when I could no longer ignore the
sound of him breathing. Or was it the two very real marks I now had on my back from him looking at it so long?
All the other students know to stay in their houses this late Potter. So you have my full attention, he
answered me. He was starting to sound like an odd mix of his father and Snape at times I realized. I shifted
myself around into a more comfortable position as I continued to wait. I knew that I shouldn't have left so early,
but I didn't want to be late like I was for our first date last week, I told myself as I watched a low dipping cloud
move over the lake.
Tempus illustrtus, I hear Malfoy say from his side of the room. I kept my back to him since he would
be leaving soon. Accio green fleece, a friendlier but similar voice said from where Malfoy was sitting.
Draco? I called out as I turned to look for the white haired young man. I saw him kneeling down next
to a green blanket that he was laying on the floor, next to another window that looked up towards the hills. I
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stood and walked over to him where I knelt at his side.

Hello Harry. Were you waiting long? he asked as his eyes danced at the words and his lips twisted in
mirth from this little game we played.
Not long, I told him. Your darker half kept me company, I said before leaning forward and kissing the
lips that I had been dreaming of for five days. During the day we acted like we always did, but I'm sure I was the
only one that noticed that his jabs weren't as deeply pushed as they were in the past and far less than they use
to be. They have been slowly decreasing for months, so I guess no one would have noticed the changed.
I raised my hand and placed it behind his head for a long moment before he pulled away, but he didn't
go far. Draco only moved to rest his forehead against mine. Knocking into his shoulder as I walked away from
our public, and needed, verbal fights wasn't the same as just touching me, and really not enough. For either of
us.
I pulled away first and moved to sit propped up against the wall so we could look towards the dark hills
and starry night sky. Draco sat at my side and handed me the other end of the fleece so I could tuck it in on my
side. We wrapped our arms around the other's back as we looked outside waiting to see who would talk first.
During the long five days after our first date, and even before that by about two weeks, we had been
owling each other every night. Draco was the one to start it and his first letter to me was an apology. He said
that there was no way in a frozen Hades that he was going to do it in person, but he didn't say why he had to do
it at all.
I smiled to myself as I felt his thumb starting to rub my side. I rubbed his hip in return.
Sorry about Parkinson, he said as he continued to look straight ahead. She was starting to feel like
we were together again and was defending my honor, Draco explained. I had figured as much.
Did you explain to her that you were the only one allowed to cast jinks on me other than the twins? I
asked as I remembered leaving Potions with a scaling reminder of how Snape remembered my father. I wasn't
watching where I was going, and bumped into a few people before my shoulder collided with Draco's, as he was
being accompanied by his friends. I knew that he didn't know what had happened since we weren't doubling
with his house this semester because of his Quidditch practice time table.
I got angry and he got angry and we really had a fight in the hallway. Just as it felt like I would pull my
wand on him since he had done the same, I just pushed past him to end this before we really did something we
would regret. I didn't hit him that hard, but it was the last of the anger getting out of my system. So it was no
surprise that I felt sorry as soon as I did it, and knew I would be apologizing for it later. Ten feet later, I fell. My
feet felt caught up in something and my face, with the rest of my body, hit the flag stone floor.

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I didn't know who had cast the spell, just that my face hurt and my glasses needed fixing again. At that
moment Snape decided to show up. Where was he before? I asked myself as he asked what was going on.
When I turned over I realized that my shoelaces were tied together, and two blurry shapes, one topped off with
white and the other with black, stood there for a moment before moving away.
How's your nose? Draco asked me.
It's fine. Nothing a trip to the hospital wing couldn't fix, I told him. I was happy that I wasn't the only
one in there that day for something as minor as a fall that lead to something as bloody as a broken bone.
He had owled me that night, last night, and asked if we could meet tonight.
My father is coming by the school tomorrow, Draco told me.
What is he up to now? I slowly asked knowing that it wasn't something Draco did or could do
anything about.
Just some ministry thing, Draco answered as he stopped moving his thumb. He said that if I had
issues that I wanted him to know about, he was giving me time to properly write them up for him and he would
see what he could do, he said with reproachable humor. His way of asking how I'm doing, Draco explained.
My mother would have given him a letter so he would have a reason to see me in person, he continued.
Yes, you said that your mother was the one that showed her heart on her sleeve, I commented.
I know, he said after I stayed quiet.
You know what? I asked him as I continued to rub my thumb over his shirt.
That at least I have parents to show me some form of love, even if I would never use that particular
word to describe how my father feels about me, Draco said.
I said nothing. As much as our parents were a soft spot for the both of us, it was a subject that we were
allowed to talk to each other about. Especially once Draco explained how his father was trapped, by things he
had once done and couldn't change, into helping Voldemort all those years ago.
I think that I'll tell him about you, Draco said out of the blue. I turned and looked at him. He
continued to look out the window but he rubbed his hand slowly over my lower back. I watched what little light
that came into the window shine off of his face. His expression was calm and he looked as manly elegant as I've
ever seen him. I'm not going to tell him your name, just that I meet a guy at school that I liked enough to
date, he said with a small laugh.
See how things branch out of us talking about our parents?
I guess I should tell someone too, I told him as I thought of seeing Ron's face staring back at me in
disbelief. I won't tell them it's you either, I told him when he turned to face me.

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I know, he said as he turned towards me some more. His shadow moved over my face as he moved
even closer. You need my permission to do that, he said before I saw his eyes close and felt his lips as they
covered mine.
I silently kissed him back. He pressed his body to mine and I felt as we started to slide off the corner of
the wall before the sudden fall to the floor and the fleece that covered it.
AH! I cried out as I hit the floor and Draco hit me.
Hahaaha, Draco laughed as he propped himself up over me and placed his body between my legs. I
soon joined in on his laughter until the humor of the moment died away and we were left looking at each other.
I don't think we need to keep up this pretense of talking like we still hate each other either, Draco said as he
dipped his head and brushed his lips with mine.
I thought you just said that we weren't going to be telling anyone that we were together? I asked him
as I laid a hand on the small of his back.
I didn't say that you could snog me in the middle of lunch Harry, he said with a grin. Just, he paused.
I would like to steal a kiss from you now and again if we happen to find ourselves alone, he told me before
bending quickly to kiss me as if to strengthen his point.
So, I breathed when he released my lips. If we happen to be in the library at the same time, and one
of us walks off into the one hundred and eighty second stack of Troll war documents, and the other happened
to follow and found them alone, you could call me Harry and I could call you Draco? I asked him with a smile as
I looked into his happy face and endearing eyes.
Well there is that and there is this? he said before he burned my lips with his again and pulled the air
out of my body. He pushed his hips into mine until he broke the kiss for a needed gulp of air.
You do have a point there? I said as I kept my eyes closed and pushed my hips up to meet his.
That is another point entirely Harry, he said when he bit my lower lip. The point that you are feeling
is saying that you are still too dressed and the night isn't getting any younger, he said before latching on to the
side of my neck.
Ahhh, I moaned as I raised another hand to the back of Draco's head. Another good point, I
remarked. Let me help you, I said as both my hands started to pull at his shirt. It was only then that I realized
that he had taken off of his robe a long time ago.
For a second night only the stars were witnesses to us as we moved past our history of hate, politics,
pure blood concepts and the history of being chosen for something, for a future of being lovers, partners and
perhaps life mates.

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