New Xmas Series: Christmas At War Part 5: Feelings Full Of Fear
Title: Feeling Full Of Fear
Author:
hpfangirl71
Word Count: 786
Rating: PG 13 for this part but will probably get higher
Prompt: Picture Prompt 5 at
slythindor100 CHILD AND PARENT and also for THIS PROMPT TABLE
hd_seasons prompt: Snow Angels
Warning: Angst, UST, and A Kiss Also story will be very AU as well
Disclaimer: JK owns the pretty boys, I just get to play rough with them as long as I put them safely back and make no money off the telling of their exploits.
Author's Notes: This will be a 25 part series written for both groups. I was going to write a sequel to one of my other stories but then I saw the first prompt and this bunny appeared and so far it seems to be getting fed well... This story has totally ignored the events of the 7th bk and changes major events of the 6th book as well. Its not meant for canon accuracy but as a fun, entertaining means of getting the boys together for xmas. Enjoy!! :D
Christmas At War by HPFangirl71
Part 5: Feelings Full Of Fear
Draco sat in bed pondering the incident of the other night. Potter had done something for him that no one else would have and Draco had even found himself thanking the man. The evening would’ve been left at that if not for the handholding. It was something Draco preferred not to think about but for some reason he couldn’t get it out of his head. The soft, warm feeling of Potter’s fingers wrapped in his and the pleasantness of having their bodies sitting close, shoulder to shoulder. He wasn’t even sure what had led to their fingers intertwining but whatever it was, it hadn’t disappeared. In fact, it was only growing.
The handholding had felt intimate beyond anything Draco had ever felt and that including his snog sessions with Pansy for crying out loud! It was a feeling of such intensity that Draco felt he had little to compare it to.
Why was Potter bringing out these feelings within him?
He gazed at the man from across the room. He was talking to Weasley and Granger, their heads pushed close together, laughing in unison over something one of them had just said. Draco felt a pang of jealousy course through his body and it scared the shit out of him.
Why Potter? He was almost as uncouth as Weasley! Granger was probably more intelligent and she was a muggleborn for Merlin’s sake! Why of all the people in this hovel they called a house, did he have to start feeling an attraction to Potter? With bitterness in his heart, he headed back into his room to hide from something he was afraid he couldn’t truly escape.
Draco lifted his head when he heard the soft knocking on the bedroom door. Somehow, he knew it was Potter and without thinking, he mumbled for him to enter.
“You’ve been avoiding me”
He heard Potter’s statement but had no defense because he was right. Draco had tried his hardest to stay out of Potter’s way so he could avoid the feelings he was encountering inside.
“No, I’ve just been really tired”
The lie slipped easily off his tongue but Potter wasn’t fooled. He inched forward and Draco looked away toward the window.
“What exactly do you want me to say?”
“Just tell me how you’re feeling. Don’t do the usual Malfoy thing and shut down on me.”
Draco wanted so badly to voice what was going on inside him but it was too scary to put into words. Potter came forward and sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hand out to grasp Draco’s but instead of allowing him to, he found himself pulling away and standing. He turned away so he wouldn’t have to face the man behind him. His eyes focused on the snow falling softly outside but he could feel Potter getting up and moving close again. The man was relentless and Draco just wished he’d stop being so nice and go the hell away!
“Come out with me”
Potter’s words were innocent enough but he knew what lay between them. Draco was scared of what might happen if he left the house with the man but he also knew he’d hate himself if he didn’t at least try. Reluctantly he went to put his jacket on and followed the man outside.
Once they were past the Order’s wards, Potter took a hold of his arm and apparated them out of sight. Draco didn’t have a chance to wonder at where they were going before he saw that they were in a muggle park. There were only a few people around, mostly parents with children building snowmen, making snow angels and sledding on the far hillsides. Without a word, Potter grabbed Draco’s hand and pulled him along down a narrow path. They walked in silence and the warmth of their fingers lingered like a heavy weight between them.
They came to a stop at the end of the cobbles of the winding path and Potter turned to face him. Their fingers were still intertwined and Draco knew what was going to happen before either of them moved a muscle. Gravity seemed to pull them forward until their lips were brushing tentatively together. It was only a few moments but they were moments of such pure bliss that Draco couldn’t help but hope. Then they parted and he remembered who this was he was kissing. He wasn’t a hero like Potter; he wasn’t capable of loving him the way he deserved. There was no way this would ever work, what the hell had he been thinking?
With that, he pushed Potter away… not out of disgust or hatred but out of fear and self-doubt.
Author:
hpfangirl71
Word Count: 786
Rating: PG 13 for this part but will probably get higher
Prompt: Picture Prompt 5 at
slythindor100 CHILD AND PARENT and also for THIS PROMPT TABLE
hd_seasons prompt: Snow Angels
Warning: Angst, UST, and A Kiss Also story will be very AU as well
Disclaimer: JK owns the pretty boys, I just get to play rough with them as long as I put them safely back and make no money off the telling of their exploits.
Author's Notes: This will be a 25 part series written for both groups. I was going to write a sequel to one of my other stories but then I saw the first prompt and this bunny appeared and so far it seems to be getting fed well... This story has totally ignored the events of the 7th bk and changes major events of the 6th book as well. Its not meant for canon accuracy but as a fun, entertaining means of getting the boys together for xmas. Enjoy!! :D
Christmas At War by HPFangirl71
Part 5: Feelings Full Of Fear
Draco sat in bed pondering the incident of the other night. Potter had done something for him that no one else would have and Draco had even found himself thanking the man. The evening would’ve been left at that if not for the handholding. It was something Draco preferred not to think about but for some reason he couldn’t get it out of his head. The soft, warm feeling of Potter’s fingers wrapped in his and the pleasantness of having their bodies sitting close, shoulder to shoulder. He wasn’t even sure what had led to their fingers intertwining but whatever it was, it hadn’t disappeared. In fact, it was only growing.
The handholding had felt intimate beyond anything Draco had ever felt and that including his snog sessions with Pansy for crying out loud! It was a feeling of such intensity that Draco felt he had little to compare it to.
Why was Potter bringing out these feelings within him?
He gazed at the man from across the room. He was talking to Weasley and Granger, their heads pushed close together, laughing in unison over something one of them had just said. Draco felt a pang of jealousy course through his body and it scared the shit out of him.
Why Potter? He was almost as uncouth as Weasley! Granger was probably more intelligent and she was a muggleborn for Merlin’s sake! Why of all the people in this hovel they called a house, did he have to start feeling an attraction to Potter? With bitterness in his heart, he headed back into his room to hide from something he was afraid he couldn’t truly escape.
Draco lifted his head when he heard the soft knocking on the bedroom door. Somehow, he knew it was Potter and without thinking, he mumbled for him to enter.
“You’ve been avoiding me”
He heard Potter’s statement but had no defense because he was right. Draco had tried his hardest to stay out of Potter’s way so he could avoid the feelings he was encountering inside.
“No, I’ve just been really tired”
The lie slipped easily off his tongue but Potter wasn’t fooled. He inched forward and Draco looked away toward the window.
“What exactly do you want me to say?”
“Just tell me how you’re feeling. Don’t do the usual Malfoy thing and shut down on me.”
Draco wanted so badly to voice what was going on inside him but it was too scary to put into words. Potter came forward and sat on the edge of the bed. He put his hand out to grasp Draco’s but instead of allowing him to, he found himself pulling away and standing. He turned away so he wouldn’t have to face the man behind him. His eyes focused on the snow falling softly outside but he could feel Potter getting up and moving close again. The man was relentless and Draco just wished he’d stop being so nice and go the hell away!
“Come out with me”
Potter’s words were innocent enough but he knew what lay between them. Draco was scared of what might happen if he left the house with the man but he also knew he’d hate himself if he didn’t at least try. Reluctantly he went to put his jacket on and followed the man outside.
Once they were past the Order’s wards, Potter took a hold of his arm and apparated them out of sight. Draco didn’t have a chance to wonder at where they were going before he saw that they were in a muggle park. There were only a few people around, mostly parents with children building snowmen, making snow angels and sledding on the far hillsides. Without a word, Potter grabbed Draco’s hand and pulled him along down a narrow path. They walked in silence and the warmth of their fingers lingered like a heavy weight between them.
They came to a stop at the end of the cobbles of the winding path and Potter turned to face him. Their fingers were still intertwined and Draco knew what was going to happen before either of them moved a muscle. Gravity seemed to pull them forward until their lips were brushing tentatively together. It was only a few moments but they were moments of such pure bliss that Draco couldn’t help but hope. Then they parted and he remembered who this was he was kissing. He wasn’t a hero like Potter; he wasn’t capable of loving him the way he deserved. There was no way this would ever work, what the hell had he been thinking?
With that, he pushed Potter away… not out of disgust or hatred but out of fear and self-doubt.