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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
Shackles Pt.5DRARRY SLASH! You no like, you no read!Shackles Pt.5 in Short Stories More Like This
Hey everyone! Everything so far has been from Draco's POV, but just for this section, we'll get a glimpse of Harry's, because Draco is unconscious. I hope that doesn't throw anyone off too much. Enjoy! ^_^
Harry hadn't realized how much he had been relying on Malfoy to have his back until Malfoy crumbled to one knee, obviously succumbing to the effects of the potion in his system. Harry had dropped to his own knees to catch Malfoy's limp form when he toppled forward. He tried not to think of how very small and vulnerable his body felt in Harry's arms.
"Of course I can't just leave you here, you git," he snarled down at Malfoy's face.
He didn't know where he had to go, but wherever it was, he wasn't leaving Malfoy here in this creepy place. When he thought of how he would have felt being left alone and powerless to protect himself, he shuddered. Then, he carefully maneuvered Malfoy's body over one shoulder in a Muggle fireman carry and slow
Shackles Pt.9DRARRY SLASH! You no like, you no read!Shackles Pt.9 in Short Stories More Like This
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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Draco unlocked the other, disentangling himself from Potter at the same time so as not to end up being dragged down by Potter's full weight. Potter landed and stumbled, while Draco swung back and forth above him. Draco reached up and grasped the chain above the manacle, pulling himself further up to put slack in the chain. He grasped the chain with his manacled hand so that he could unlock it. When it popped open, he let himself tumble to the floor.
Potter caught him, strong arms wrapping themselves around his back and holding him up. For a few moments, he was engulfed in warmth, feeling the material of Potter's cloak against his cheek and the solidness of Potter against him.
"I'm okay," he said weakly.
Potter unclasped his arms and pulled back, lifting up Draco's damaged wrist. The other one was scraped, but the one Potter was inspecting had puncture wounds in it. Gritting his teeth, he turned his wrist over, examining the woun
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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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The Slytherins were getting restless, even Harry could tell that much, and he'd never been particularly good at observing such things. They all seemed to hold their collective breaths whenever Harry came in range of their elected leader, tensing up at his approach and only relaxing once he'd left. For his part, Draco had pointedly not looked at him whenever this occurred.
Harry didn't know what to think of this behaviour, but it made him nervous.
Did they know what was going on with him and Draco? Well, good for them, because he for one still had no bloody clue. He wondered what Draco had told them in regards to the matter, if anything, and what their sharp-eyed perusal meant.
He'd taken to following Malfoy around after classes had finished, trying to get within talking (or snogging) range, but so far, their dance was on the out-swing. His fellow Slytherins had drawn in around him like an entourage and refused to let him get near.
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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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"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
Mood Mint Madness Pt.6DRARRY SLASH! No like, no read!Mood Mint Madness Pt.6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day, Harry was walking to Potions when he saw Malfoy walking ahead of him, by himself. Perfect. He looked in his bag and picked out a paper blossom from the multitude he'd filled the inside with. He had spent the entire night previous going through the book and picking out things that made him think of Malfoy. He was prepared for however often he ran into the Slytherin, for at least a day.
He sped up his steps and just as he was passing Malfoy, spun on his heel, into the other boy's path. Malfoy drew up short, and it looked very much like he had no idea what to expect. Harry smiled widely at him and presented Malfoy with his latest creation. It was a hibiscus flower, one that meant "delicate beauty". Malfoy probably wouldn't like being called "delicate", but he didn't care. To him, Malfoy's stunning features were delicate, like spun-sugar crystals on cakes, or frosted edging on cold glass.
Malfoy looked to be stunned speechless. This flo
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Malfoy was really beginning to alarm Harry.
He was following Harry around the castle, just far enough back that whenever Harry tried to turn around to catch him, he'd slip away before Harry could get to him. Harry had no idea what had brought this on, only that it was rather worrying. Had Malfoy figured out what the Mood Mints did, or was he still trying to puzzle it out?
It's not as if he could just ask the prat.
Even Ron and Hermione had noticed.
"I'll go push his head in," Ron offered, scowling in the direction of blond hair.
"No, Ron, don't," Hermione scolded him. "We need to find out what he's up to, and the best way is to keep letting Malfoy follow Harry around."
"What?" Harry yelped. "Why would we do that? What if he's plotting my demise at this very moment? I'd like it if I could just relax for a moment without worrying that he was sneaking up behind me."
"Well, what we could do is wait until Malfoy is following Harry and then me and you c
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"Harry, I have told you that I don't mind you being gay and being his friend. Of course I don't mind you fancy him. He must have something personality wise that makes you fall for him. Besides, he is hot, Harry!" Harry sighed his relief and offered his smile to the witch. "But, Harry, I didn't know you had a thing for a pretty boy!" she teased.
"What's wrong with a pretty boy..." he said with a shade of pink on his cheeks. Hermione giggled and they continued their journey to Professor McGonagall's class without knowing that a pair of blue eyes followed them from the shadow.
Ron Weasley walked through the corridor with a shudder of disgust. Who knew the Savior of the Wizarding World was a faggot? So very disgusting. Imagine! One boy kissing another boy, hugging, and, God forbid, making love? That was not normal! Urgh! Just imagining things like that made him want to throw up.
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"It's not my dorm room," Harry mumbled when he opened his eyes and found out that he didn't surrounded by red curtain. He blinked his eyes several times and reached out for his glasses on his bed side table. After his sight became clear, he recognized the bed hanging, forest green with silver thread stitched in pretty pattern. It was his room at Grimmauld Place. He frowned. He didn't suppose to be here. His frown deepened when his memories about yesterday event at the Headmaster office came back to him.
"Remus... How dare he?" the raven haired boy sat up and walked briskly to the kitchen where he suspected the old werewolf where. He opened the kitchen door with a loud bang. As he predicted, Remus and Sirius were enjoying their breakfast at the moment. He growled at the sight of the old wolf. The two adults looked at him with wide shocked eyes, not that he noticed it in his fury.
"What were you thinking separati
After Shower"Great job, every one!" Draco said to his Quidditch team. They had been practicing for hours now and Draco was pleased with the team's performance this day. If they were keeping this, the chance of Slytherin beating Gryffindor after six years of loss would be high. Now of all times, as a captain, he wanted to present the Quidditch cup to his beloved House of the Snakes.After Shower in Romance More Like This
The Slytherin blonde dismissed his team and took off on his broom once more. He wanted to train more than usual. He realized that Harry Potter, his main opponent, was a great flyer, better than him he grudgingly admitted. But he was sure that with more practice, he could finally beat him. So, since the beginning of the Quidditch season in his seventh year, he had been working himself like crazy. He spent his time on his broom more than he did on his homework. He knew it was crazy, what would his father say? But this year was his last chance to steal the snitch from under the Golden Boy's nose. And he really didn't care
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Harry was awoken by soft light of winter Sunday morning sun that crept in between the deep red curtain of his bed. He blinked several times and stretched his body before get up and be ready for the day. A quick Tempus showed him that it was half to nine in the morning already. It was a little bit late for him as he was usually an early riser. But when he opened his bed curtain, he saw his dorm mates still had their curtain shut and the sound of soft snores still could be heard. Oh well, maybe they were up until late yesterday. With the seemingly heated argument he heard behind the portrait, and the packing they had to do since tomorrow was the beginning of winter holiday and the train would bring them back to London later in the afternoon, he was not surprise they need the slept in. It was Sunday, anyway.
After he had all his morning ritual done, Harry walked down to the common room with the bigg
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Harry sat alone at the common room early that morning. He could not get back to sleep after that dream. After he woke up and did all his morning rituals, he decided to wait for Hermione and muse about the dreams.
The dreams, they were weird; consistent, in a way. At first, Harry thought they were just random meaningless dreams, but they kept coming back. Every full moon. They were like a life series for that blonde and the raven men. Harry was disturbed with how much the raven one resembled him, what with unruly dark hair and those green eyes. The blonde also reminded him so much of someone, he could feel his name at the tip of his tongue. It was also disturbing that he could not pin point who he was. He wanted to shrug it off as if they were nothing, but something, something told him that these dreams were important.
He had had four dreams since his seventeenth birthday in the summer; all happened when th
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Hogwarts was stunned.
Well, not literary literary... Oh, you know what I mean! No? Well, then...
Here's the deal, Hogwarts rarely saw a Gryffindor talked civilly with a Slytherin. Not that much, that is. But, actually, it was not THAT big of a deal when something like that happened once or twice. Truth to be told, there were quite many Gryffindors that didn't mind much with sneaky way of Slytherins. As the Slytherins didn't mind with foolish head on tendencies of Gryffindors. Yeah, that was not a big deal at all.
But, when the said Gryffindor was the raven haired Golden Boy and the Slytherin counterpart was the blonde haired Ice Prince... Well, that was a different matter all together. And you asked me why? Well... It was not a big deal when they did not hex each other into oblivion at the corridors. And no, it was not a surprise when they only nodded when the bumped into each other at the library. It
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On a stony cliff far away from the civilization, a very pretty girl stood. Her sky blue eyes stared to the endless dark blue sea. Her long wavy blond hair danced along softly with the wind. She seemed to be drowning very deep in memories. And drowning she was. She was remembering her little brother. How the war took everything from him. His love, his kids, his life... She was remembering the last day her brother opened his beautiful silver eyes, how those silver orbs dulled into dark grey, how his pale glowing skin became grayish and wrinkle, how his silver-white blonde hair became pure white and lost its shine, how her brother's body disappeared bit by bit.
But she was also remembering the last incantation he chanted. She remembered that her brother used his last strength to plant curses to all of the vampire clans that killed his beloved and all of the werewolf packs that ruined his and his children's lives. She remem
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Draco seated in the end of the Slytherin table, ignoring all the murmuring snakes along the table. He was vaguely aware that Theo took the seat beside him. As usual, he only picked some food to his plate and played with it. Not actually eating. He pushed his food back and forth with his fork moodily, aware at the more attention he got from the other students. He knew his confrontation with Weasley in the Hall this morning would be hot news to talk about, moreover with Harry's sudden half transformation.
Even without his sensitive ears, he knew what made people so... interested with the news. First of all, it was unheard of a Slytherin being cornered by the other House's members. It should the other way around. The fact that it was their Ice Prince that was being attacked, and by a Weasley nonetheless, was more horrifying. And the issues at how Draco didn't even raise his wand to defend himself were also shocking.
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After the whole things that happened with Harry that afternoon, Draco decided not to come to the Great Hall for dinner; not that he needed any food, really. He wanted to clear his head to think all that Harry told him earlier before he had to face Harry again; even two house tables between them were not enough for his clouded mind. He really needed to think things through, alone; about the dreams, about two men resembling them, about Harry's feeling towards him. So, he decided to go to his dorm in the dungeon to take a pint of blood and bring it to the lake.
Draco seated himself under Harry's and his usual oak tree. Draco smiled remembering all the friendly chat that took place in that very spot. Despite long years of animosity, Harry and he could get along quite remarkably. He actually enjoyed all the chats he had with the Gryffindor. They talked about everything and nothing. About Quidditch,
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Severus Snape appeared in front of the gate of Malfoy Manor, the current headquarter of Death Eaters. He prodded his Occlumency shield, making sure it was still as strong as ever. He knew he probably was being overly paranoid but one would never be too careful to deal with the Dark Lord. Moreover, Severus knew that the Dark Lord had already been suspicious that one of his Death Eaters was not as loyal as they looked. He had to be more careful now more than ever. He could not be caught. As horrible and dangerous as his job as a spy, he could not stop doing it. Too many needed his input of Dark Lord's plans and activities.
That and he felt that he still had debt to Lily Potter. He was the one who told Voldemort about the prophecy, a part of it. He was the one who made the Potters diminish. Made that Potter boy lost his parents. He might not like the boy and hate the father, but Lily was his best friend. His o