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Post by wappychik on Jun 4, 2009 17:44:57 GMT 10
Just a little drabble written on the spot...
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Post by wappychik on Jun 4, 2009 23:04:06 GMT 10
Harry had never done this before; it was after all, against school rules. But then again, when did Harry ever pay attention to the rules? He was after all, the golden boy, and so he was practically thrown house points for breaking and entering. So why was this any different? And why did he feel that breaking into the Slytherin house in broad daylight was a good idea? Surely they would notice his Harry-like features behind the thinly veiled glamour spell he had cast on himself after stealing a Slytherin uniform from the quiddich lockers. Harry had spent days, no weeks planning how he would enter the cold dungeons that held all of Voldemort’s secrets. Harry was not dumb, he knew that the Slytherin’s were planning something and he knew that he would not like it one bit. This feeling of disdain and mistrust was only reassured when he had overheard a bunch of first year Slytherins talking about a ‘big surprise’, with Draco Malfoy as the leader and organizer of the whole charade. Of course Malfoy had to be a part of something this big, being the only boy in Slytherin with a brain, Harry scowled at thoughts of that pompous prick who constantly bested him with his wide vocabulary and his devilish smirk that always seemed to throw Harry off balance during a fight. ‘No’ Harry thought, ‘I can’t think of Malfoy as anything but a rotten, scheming, beautiful prick… Argh that damn boy’ Harry had to admit however that Malfoy was beautiful. Not at all handsome, more like beautiful, with the grace and elegance of a properly bred female, when he wanted to be. Shaking such annoying thoughts away, Harry uttered the password; another gift from the overly rambunctious first years. Honestly they should learn to keep their voices down, not that Harry was complaining. The painting eyed him suspiciously and Harry sucked in a breath, hoping that the glamour worked for magical paintings as well. The painting seemed to not notice his true identity as it swung open, gracing Harry with a sight that almost made him groan in annoyance. There, in front of Harry, stood Draco Malfoy, looking as beautiful as ever with his hair tousled to resemble someone who had just awoken, his shirt half open, his tie loosely snaked around his pale neck and his pants hanging loosely on his hips. What was worse was that he had noticed Harry and was now completely fixated on the pretend Slytherin. Malfoy’s face transformed into a sneer as he eyed Harry from head to toe. “And just who are you?” He spat and Harry had to regain his train of thought unless he gave himself away. “I’m new around here, just got sorted today” Harry beamed in a voice very unlike his own. Malfoy once again scrutinized Harry until he found nothing to fear and returned to the book in his hand. Even while reading, Malfoy was still able to have a conversation, something that seemed remarkable in Harry’s eyes. “So, you’re new eh? What year?” Harry recalled this question in his head, having gone over his speech a thousand times before. “I’m Daniel, Daniel Radcliff and-” Harry would have continued had Malfoy not interjected, “I don’t recall asking your name, nor do I care really, I was just trying to be polite. To hell with that approach however, I’m going to be frank, I am desperately in need of someone who has not yet been influenced by Voldemort, how are you two, connection wise?” This question shocked Harry, he had not been expecting such a forward question. Harry’s face morphed into a solemn glare, one that could out rival Malfoy’s own before answering in a livid tone. “That… monster? Hah! I wouldn’t share the air I breath with that vermin if it was the last air on this planet” Draco seemed to perk up at this, his smile causing Harry to blush slightly. “Brilliant” Malfoy smiled, “Then you’re just the one I need” Harry groaned inwardly, that sounded so… Wrong. “But why? Don’t you love Voldemort? Don’t you bear the mark?” Draco blinked before the suspicion entered his eyes again. “Who told you that?” “It’s not news Draco, everyone knows it” A voice boomed from the opening where the portrait first allowed him entrance. “Blaise, what have I told you about sneaking into the common room, it’s so… Griffindor” Harry had to laugh at this, seeing as it was true that Griffindor’s had a weird fascination for sneaking around. “See? Even the new kid thinks so” Draco argued, huffing slightly when Blaise openly laughed in his face. “And who might this delectable boy be Draco? Another one of your toys?” Blaise teased, wiggling his eyebrows humorously. Draco was at a loss for words, gaping like a fish and spluttering nonexistent words as his face turned a red that could rival a tomato. Harry was also at a loss for words. Never in all of his years at Hogwarts, had he seen Draco like this. He was hesitant, he was unrefined, he was… absolutely gorgeous. “Well then, your name?” Blaise spoke up once his laughter had died. “Daniel, Daniel Radcliff” Harry said. “What a cute name, so Draco my dear, still trying to turn people over to the good side?” Draco’s face was still a little red but had calmed since the outburst as Draco summed up the courage to talk. “Yes, I was about to tell Daniel over here that I have not in fact received the mark, nor do I plan to” Harry gasped loudly, his thoughts stopping dead. Draco was good? Meaning that he was against Voldemort. “So your family?” Harry asked “They’re all a bunch of goody goodies, no Voldie lovers there” Blaise answered as he flung himself onto a couch and ripped off his shirt without thought. Draco glared, “honestly Blaise, some decency” But Blaise merely shrugged it off with another laugh, “my pants are still on aren’t they? Unless you wanted me to-” Draco’s face had once again taken on the sweet hue of a tomato as he made an ‘eep’ noise and stormed off. Blaise rewarded himself with a loud laugh, not noticing that Harry had snuck away...
Ooooh who wants mooooar?!?!?!
Stay tuned for the next post mwahahaha
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Post by The Fear/Rukia on Jun 5, 2009 8:33:05 GMT 10
I want more Linda that was awesome
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Post by Whisper My Fairytale on Jun 5, 2009 13:10:15 GMT 10
Whoa!!!
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Post by Whisper My Fairytale on Aug 17, 2009 16:31:44 GMT 10
More! More!
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