Paired Wands - Harry PotterChapter 1
Malfoy! Harry shouted. He sped down the stairs in the Entrance Hall, hand gripping his wand as he pulled it from his robes.
Finally decide to take me on, Potter? Malfoy sneered as he waved Crabbe and Goyle aside, drawing his own wand.
Petrificus Totalus! shouted Harry. First and second years screamed and scattered.
Malfoy ducked his head to one side and the full body bind missed him by inches, hitting Goyle instead. The older students cheered as the after breakfast crowd spilt up and started laying bets on the winner of the fight.
Stupify! Malfoy yelled, pointing his wand at Harry.
Nearly everyone gasped as the spell hit Harry square in the chest, and flowed around him as though it was made of smoke blowing on the wind. Even Malfoy was stunned, though he hid it well, throwing up a shield charm to block Harrys jelly legs Hex.
Harry dodged the tickling charm and prowled toward Malfoy.
It amazed every
Never Kiss and TellHarry adjusted his footing on his broom, jostling it a bit. The only thing he was able to focus on was the grain of the wood and the flurry of color from beneath him as he rocketed through the air. He'd won a number of Quidditch matches this way, balancing and standing up on his broom, and he figured he might as well practice at it. He'd fallen every time he caught the elusive golden snitch this way. Maybe, with practice he'd be able to snatch it up and get comfortably back down on his broom. Well, as long as no bludgers, wizards, dementers or who knows what else tried to go after him.Never Kiss and Tell4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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It had been many years since Harry was at Hogwarts. He and Ginny divorced now. She took all the kids, the house, the car. Everything. Harry was on his own. He sat in is small apartment. Living among the Muggles. He couldnt afford much and this small apartment seemed to be the best fitting for his budget. He just sat there. He thought about Ron and Hermione and wondered how things were going between them. He hadnt talked to them is such a long time. He didnt even know if Ron had moved out of his parents house yet.
Maybe I should visit them, Harry said. What do you think? He looked over at his owl who just hooted. Yeah, your right. They probably wouldnt remember me. He stroked the birds feathers and got up walking to his desk. Where did I put their address? He said to no one in particular. His bird hopped up to his with a piece of paper in its mouth. Ahh here we are, he look
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"Hermione, help!" a high strung female voice broke the silence that formerly reigned in the room. Hermione Granger, seventh year student and Head Girl at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, looked up from her Charms notes to see her good friend Ginny Weasley looking positively frantic.
"What is it, Gin? Did you forget about a Potions quiz again?"
"No, I- can we talk in private?" the younger girl's eyes were wild and wide.
"Just close the door," Hermione set her notes aside and made space next to her on the bed, "Now, what are you so upset about?"
"Well, you know how the End of Term Ball for the 7th years is coming up in about a month, right?"
"Yes…wait, who asked you?"
"Neville did! He said he's always really liked me and never been sure how to prove it. He hopes taking me to the ball can be a start."
"That is so s
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"It could be worse"
"Shut up, Potter."
"Well, excuse me for trying to be optimistic."
"You're deluded. There is no way for this situation to be any worse."
"Voldemort could still be alive."
"Well isn't that a cheery thought. I think I told you to shut up."
"Like I'd ever listen to you, Malfoy."
The two hung there in silence for a moment or two. The dungeon where they were shackled, suspended in the air by their wrists was quiet. There was no indication that Draco could see that the kidnapper was anywhere in sight. Draco squirmed, but all this accomplished was a sort of pendulum motion. He couldn't touch the floor no matter how much he stretched his toes.
"This is all your fault," he snarled, to fill the silence.
"If you hadn't been so keen on getting into a fight with me, you'd still be safely at
Unhiding LoveHarry Potter stood outside the Great Hall about to do the biggest thing of his life, even bigger than his defeat of Voldemort. The Hero was going to confess his feelings about a certain blond, effectively claiming him, to all those who were eating their meals. Harry leaned against the wall of the hallway, just outside the massive doors of the Great Hall. He tried to gather all his courage. The gryffindor knew he had a lot to lose if he went through with his little plan. His mind flitted to the event that lead to this...Unhiding Love4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Damn it Draco come back!" Draco turned towards Harry, absolutely livid, "No damn you Potter! Damn you for making me love you and not having the balls to own up to it!" He then spun on his heel and hurriedly walked through the door and towards the dungeons. Harry kicked the wall, then raced after Draco. He grabbed Draco's arm, "What do you want from me Draco?" Draco stood there, waiting, "I want to come out." Harry sputtered, his face showing his confu
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Draco wasn't even aware of ducking and rolling before he found himself behind a random square block that kept him under cover. He looked back to find that Harry had put up a hasty Protego spell and was running in a crouch to join him.
"We're not done yet," he complained at Harry once he was in hearing range.
"It appears not. How many are there? I think I counted four."
"Homenum revelio," Draco cast the spell, and four glowing markers appeared, and then all of them flickered and disappeared again.
"There are four, but it looks like they have a way to counter it. We won't be able to track them using it." Harry ground his teeth. "Now what?"
Draco conjured a mirror with a flick of his wrist, and Harry gave him a funny look and raised eyebrows.
"What?" Draco demanded defensively. "It's coming in handy now, isn't it?"
He held it up so that they could look overtop of the block without actually poking their heads around and bringing them in line o
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There was a tall, solid figure standing in the room beyond. The room was a dull and normal-looking office with no windows. Draco tensed, ready to counter any attack that came.
The figure turned around.
"Kingsley?" Beside him, Harry gasped in surprise.
"Hello, Harry. Mr. Malfoy. I'm glad to see that the two of you made it safely through." Kingsley smiled, gesturing them to follow.
They did, and once they were out of the room, it was clear that they were in the Auror offices at the Ministry. Kingsley led them down the hall and stopped. Draco glanced at Harry questioningly and Harry shrugged in return.
"I need to debrief you, but I need to do it separately. I wasn't planning on it, but now it looks as if there's been a slight change of plan. Harry, you go in this room. Mr. Malfoy, into that one."
Draco dropped Harry's hand reluctantly and stared at the door mistrustfully, but Kingsley opened it for him, revealing it to be an interview room.
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A/N: This is a Draco/Harry SLASH fic. As usual, all the characters of Harry Potter, as well as these two yummy boys, belong to the esteemed JK Rowling. Enjoy!
I DON'T LOVE YOU
I love you.
Looking into emerald depths, clouded by adoration and absolute worship, I couldnt help the smug smirk that surfaced. I am Draco Malfoy after all. He stared at me in silence but behind that curtain of unconditional love, I saw doubt and fear. He wanted an answer. He wanted my answer.
I dont love you.
Shattered was the only way to describe it the way his glimmering eyes faded into darkened shadows. Love was gone, replaced by anguish. He shifted his hand dropping. I felt him withdrawing. He wanted to run.
It was pure instinct. My hand shot out from my side just as he turned, away from me. He stilled, frozen. He had not expected me to stop him.
I dont love you.
The moment was gone. He struggled, rejection giving him strength. I
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Draco clutched his wand tighter in the darkness and whispered, "Potter, what now?"
"Lumos maxima," Potter said, and illuminated the space around them. "Get my back, we don't know what else is out there."
"I can see almost the whole room now." Draco tried hard to see into the dark corners that were not quite visible under the light of Harry's spell.
"It's that almost bit that I'm worried about," Harry input shortly.
Draco shifted until he and Harry were back-to-back, and feeling the slight heat of Harry's body radiating next to his was comforting. He scanned the room again.
"The door is over there."
The two of them moved as one unit towards the door, Harry first to watch the door and Draco facing the rear, guarding them from behind. Harry tried to open it, but the doorknob refused to turn.
"Alohomora," he whispered, and the door opened.
As they stepped through, the light followed them, but it was easy to see that this room was much l
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There was a misty silver haze in front of Draco's eyes, and no matter how much he blinked, it wouldn't go away. He wandered around in it aimlessly, but there were no landmarks anywhere to mark his progress. He wasn't scared, but it was terribly boring just hanging around in the mist. Every once in a while, he'd hear an echoing voice that sounded distant. He couldn't make out the words, but he thought it sounded like Potter.
He'd been sulking in the fog for a while when he felt a change. The mist started clearing a bit, and the edges became tinged in gold. He heard the voice more clearly, and it was getting closer.
I need you on my side
He felt like he was rising out of the mist, slowly. He blinked his eyes, and the fog started clearing faster until he could feel the hard floor against his back, something soft under his head, and warm fingers threaded through his hair.
Green eyes looked down at him in concern and it took him a moment
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"What are you staring at, Potter?" Malfoy snarled, the corner of his mouth curling up in derision.
Harry could only stare in mute fascination at the light violet glow surrounding his arch nemesis, shocked into utter silence.
Malfoy sneered at him and tried again, "I see your brain's gone the way of Longbottom's. Just wait, next your bank account will go the way of Weasley's."
Harry knew that Malfoy was insulting him and that he should do something about it, such as hex Malfoy's mouth shut. But he was entirely beyond anything but confused horror. No matter what expression or gesture Malfoy made, the purple corona wouldn't budge.
"Did you hear me, Potter?" Malfoy waved a hand in front of his face. "Your face reminds me of the back end of a hippogriff."
Obviously it didn't, if the purple glow could be believed. Which Harry wasn't entirely sure it could be, and he was going to find out immediately. Without another word, he turned and walked awa
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The door at the end of the corridor loomed in front of them, and Draco fought the urge to turn and run back down the hallway and towards safety. He usually tried to avoid danger, when at all possible. In order to stay alive, one didn't usually poke around in perilous situations and tried to avoid being noticed at all costs.
But Potter was counting on him not to be a complete coward.
Swallowing hard, he reached out and grabbed the ring on the door. With a cry, he let go of it and danced backwards, looking down at his hand for damage. There was none, although Draco had sworn he could feel his hand burning when he touched the ring. Potter reached out and nudged the ring with his knuckle, hurriedly pulling back as he too felt the burning sensation.
"Will it actually burn my hand?" asked Potter, staring in challenge at the ring.
"It doesn't appear so, although that bloody well hurt!" Draco glared at the ring.
It soon proved that eve
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Which was a blessing in itself; because Harry knew if Draco had shown up at the Dursleys, Vernon would have strangled the blonde boy.
But he still missed him, so much it hurt to think about him.
What is Draco thinking? Was he mad at me? Or did he see the bars and understand my predicament? Harry sighed again.
POTTER! He heard a yell from downstairs. Harry leapt up, hoping Draco was finally here, and raced down the stairs, taking two at a time. He swung around to the hallway, and saw Petunia fussing over Dudleys suit. She glared at him and nodded towards the door.
Well go on, open it!
Harry rolled his eyes and was about to grasp the handle when the door flew open, revealing a large, waddling woman and a fat bulldog at her heels.
Great; shes here.
She sneered at Harry before pushing past him to greet Petunia. Uncle Vernon was close behin
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Pain Nothing but pain The sounds of people crying, angry voices being raised, and the one speaking to him that sounded so familiar He was able to open one eye and stare up into the face of his godfather, beside him what had to be Lupin currently in his werewolf state.
What had ? His gaze fell on the Weasley's not too far off, or Mrs. Weasley holding the mangled body of her daughter to her chest. Ginny's red hair was matted and tangled, blood smeared across her pale skin, one arm completely gone, her throat ripped apart. His eyes returned to his godfather and darkness overtook him again
They were staring He could feel the angry eyes burrowing into the back of his skull as the once confident prince of lions limped down the hall of the Hogwarts Express, his green eyes filled with pain, black hair messier than usual. Everything about his appearance was hidden, trying to mask who he was, what he was, and the scars that
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"I can't take this anymore!" Draco yelled. He and Harry were lying in bed, trying to sleep. The problem was, Harry had recently caught the flu and was coughing constantly, keeping himself and his boyfriend awake.
"I'm sorry Draco," Harry said, leaning in to kiss the blond.
Draco pulled away from Harry. "Don't kiss me, I don't want whatever Muggle disease you have," he said.
Harry coughed, then stroked Draco's cheek instead of kissing him. "I know my coughing's annoying you, but I can't help it."
Draco sighed. "I know Harry, but I really can't take it." He rolled over and got out of bed. "I'm going to sleep on the lounge," he said, picking up his pillow and leaving the room.
Harry sat up, pouting. "Draco..." he whined.
The blond boy re-entered the room, but only to steal the quilt off the bed. He had to fight his boyfriend for it though.
"Draco! Bring the quilt back!" Harry yelled after the blond had managed to pull it out of his hands.
"Do you expect me to freeze to de
Dark Chocolate - Draco HarryA deafening roar greeted Harry as he stepped into the Gryffindor commonroom, the sound was shattering, and it rang through his ears like an old church bell. He began to wade his way through the hordes of people towards his favourite squishy armchair by the fire. He was tired, and the warm and oh-so-lovely comfort of the blazing flames were waiting for him. A dozen slaps on the back and plenty of admiring compliments later, Harry collapsed into his seat next to Hermione. She was sitting with her legs curled beneath her, lounging happily whilst crookshanks purred contentedly from her lap. There was a rather large abundance of parchment balancing on top of crookshanks ginger head, and Hermiones hair was looking as wild and bushy as ever; falling forward so that it covered her face and tickled the parchment beneath her. Harry sighed and looked around the scarlet commonroom. The party was in full swing now. He could see Fred dancing with Angelina quite enthusiastically underneatDark Chocolate - Draco Harry7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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A blonde haired boy stood in the empty boy's bathroom, shoulders shaking as he bent over one of the dusty, cracked sinks. No-one ever used these bathrooms. Barely any of the students even knew they existed. Hidden away down one of the many unused corridors of Hogwarts. The perfect place to go to if you wanted to be alone, and Draco Malfoy wanted to be alone. The tears streaming down his pale and mouse-like face added to the soft splashing sound of a tap which dripped a few sinks along. Wiping them away aggressively he briefly looked up at himself in the scratched mirror above the sink. He looked a wreck. His fringe, slightly damp from where he had wiped his tears, stuck out at the edges. His usually perfectly gelled-back hair was beginning to loosen itself too. He run both hands violently through it, forcing the hair to all stick out in all directions, making him vaguely resemble a blonde version of Potter. A tear managed to force itself once more in the corner of his eye, and it fell
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The Boy Who Loved
Belle. A. Lestrange
It was futile. Everything around him was smeared in the delusion that the world was now in safe capable hands. The sky overhead presented a starless sky. Only the moon shone down like a beacon on the four tables that faced the teachers' table, and they watched as he stood to speak. Like obedient soldiers, they heard the crack as he parted his lips to speak encouraging wisdom to them all. Wise words that would be taken to heart, even by the coldest of people who had their necks craned in attention.
"Another year has gone" announced the dusty voice of Professor Dumbledore as his robes flapped around his old wizened frame, his long, snow-white beard bobbing as he spoke. His pale blue eyes twinkled as they scanned the sea of faces that hung onto the anticipation of his up-coming speech. "I am pleased to announce that now that you're stomachs are full, and your results have been handed out that we can now award the house cup to the ho
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He sleeps fitfully. He always has and it's no surprise really, after what he's been through over the years. I sit here, night after night, watching him. Watching over him. Sometimes, he wakes and smiles up at me before moving closer, wrapping his arms around me as he falls back into his restless sleep.
Two years ago, he finally killed the Dark Lord and I think that was the final straw. I remember the nights before then. Only occasionally would I need to hold him through the dark hours.
For three years I have watched him sleep, for three years I have comforted him through the worst of his nightmares. For three years, I have kept a vigil through the worst of his memories. Maybe one day his nightmares will end and I will no longer need to watch him.
I do not look forward to that day. Will he still need me then? Will he still love me when he no longer needs the comfort I offer? I dread the day he no longer looks to me to get him through the night. Will he still need a lowly Slytheri
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"I think this has to be my least favourite class," Harry sighed. He, Ron and Hermione were on their way to potions class.
"It might have something to do with Snape," Ron said.
"It has everything to do with Snape," Harry said. "I don't-"
Harry was cut off by someone running into him, knocking him to the ground.
"Watch it, Potter," came the familiar drawl of one Draco Malfoy.
"What do you want, Malfoy?" Ron spat.
"Definitely not you, Weasel," Draco turned to Harry. "I need to talk to you."
"No way," Hermione said, looking at Harry.
"It's okay," Harry said, standing. "You two go to class."
"You sure, Harry?" Ron asked.
"I can handle it."
Hermione looked worried, but followed Ron into the classroom.
"How may I help you, Malfoy?" Harry asked, brushing down his robes.
Draco leant against the wall, arms folded across his chest, and waited until the other students had left the corridor.
When he and Harry were alone, Draco walked towards the dark haired boy and pushed
Love and Love Again CH1Harry Potter looked across the muggle bar, sipping on his beer. Heavy hardcore muggle music was blaring in his ear. He tapped his fingers to the beat, looking at the muggles dancing through the dark room. Stobe lights were flashing, and stage smoke was filling the place. His green eyes came along one body in the smoke. The man was swinging his hips gracefully, making Harry stare. Through the smoke Harry saw that the man was wearing a ripped white shirt with black skinny jeans, fitting his butt perfectly, which is what Harry was staring at. As man turned around while he was dancing, Harry noticed he had a piercing on his top lip. Harry also notice he was dancing by himself. Harry only had a single beer this night, he finished it and payed for it. He looked back over, the blond was still dancing. Harry sat there for a few more minutes, starring at the blond's butt. He finally got enough courage to weave into the dancing crowd to reach the man.Love and Love Again CH14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When the song ended, Harry whispered into th
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Harry watched worriedly as Hermione bent over her cauldron and added another ingredient.
are you sure you want to do this? Harry asked her uneasily. He knew she was still pissed from when Ron had cheated off her in a test but this
Yes. Ron must PAY! Hermione looked up, half-crazed, at her raven haired friend. Harry didnt know exactly what she was planning but, knowing Hermione, it wasnt going to be good for Rons mental health. All he knew was that it involved Polyjuice potion and Draco Malfoy. He kept watching her totter around, muttering to herself, until the bell rang and he left for his class.
Ron was pissed. It was his birthday for heavens sake! He should NOT have to get up before noon at least! The only incentive was that he got to go to the quidditch world cup later that holiday. He grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed, got dressed, and trotted down the stairs to the expected surprise party.
Looking ForwardLooking back, Harry had to admit that searching for a Death Eater nest alone, unarmed, and slightly intoxicated was, perhaps, a poor idea. He tried to recall or fabricate some rationale for his actions, but the best he could come up with was "it seemed like a good idea at the time". Well, making excuses didn't get him out of the trouble he was in.Looking Forward9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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Problem number two: he was tied to a bed. Harry supposed that this point could be either a good thing or a bad thing. At least he was comfortable. The last time he was kidnapped and held captive, he had been chained to a cold stone floor. His captor was at least somewhat humane. However, he still couldn't get away. Yes, t
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Summery: Harry is stuck at Hogwarts for the winter break of his final year with an unwanted student with him. This really is about what happened in those holidays.
A fresh blanket of snow had fallen over the castle last night, making the old place look as beautiful as it always does in winter. The early morning sun was climbing the sky to warm up the chilled students setting out to the boats that will take them on the beginning of their journey back home. It was a cold day but the sun kept the day cheerful and bright. There were only two unhappy faces today and they had every right to be annoyed today. As the final goodbye's were finishing the students trundled off to the glistening lake so they weren't late to get to the train. Leaving Harry Potter to watch his friends wave back to him as the bobbed up and down in the small row boats. Harry waited to watch his friends sail off until they were just a speck on the opposite side of the lake