25 days of Harry and Draco (Traditional Prompt 1/25) on slythindor 100
Title: Finally Understanding (Part 1/25)
Author: Snowcrazy
Word Count: 559
Rating: T
Prompt: 1 Street lamps
Warning: Nothing in this chapter, all mistakes are my own and I'm sorry about them
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related
Author's Notes: I decided to do both Traditional and early bird challanges this year. Both will be continuing stories until the very end. Both very different stories that I hope everyone will be able to enjoy.
Summary: Harry finds himself with an injured how guest for the holiday's. What does he do when old feelinds surface that he always thought were one sided; and why is this person hurt so badly?
Chapter 1: (Traditional Prompts)
Harry hated how his life has become boring and mundane. Same thing day in and day out; nothing ever changing. He would find himself waking up every morning having a cup of coffee, reading the paper and quickly getting himself ready for work. He would walk the same path, near the same street lamps, the third one on the left always broken. He sat at his desk everyday doing the same boring paper work, since his accident four years ago the minister refuses to send him out on the field.
He would walk the same path home and sit at home waiting to see if Ron and Hermione would want him to stop by; if not then he would take a shower, eat dinner and go to bed early. What was the sense in staying up if you had nothing to do.
Today was going to be different; today was going to be the beginning of his life. Harry found himself sitting at the table, drinking the same cup of coffee he would have every day, reading the paper when a bang resounded around his home. He dropped the paper and slowly looked towards the front door; wondering who in the hell would be knocking at his door, ever.
He slowly made it to the door when three more knocks came, making him jump. He clenched his hand to his heart to steady the beating and raised a hand to the door knob. When he opened it up he was caught by surprise at who was standing, well leaning against the side of the house.
Draco Malfoy, his school nemesis, looked to have been beaten. One of his eyes were completely swollen shut, he had scrapes and bruises all over his face along with blood now dripping onto Harry’s stoop. He didn’t know what to do at first, he just stood there staring at the other man like he had just seen a ghost.
Well in actuality he may have really seen one. Draco Malfoy disappeared four years ago, about the same time Harry was injured on duty. He was taken from his home shortly after graduation and no one has seen or heard from him since. The Aurors were doing an investigation on his disappearance at an old house when Harry was hurt. Whoever had owned the house or were at least holding up in it, rigged it with tons of magical traps. Harry wasn’t paying attention to as he walked threw one doorway and was blown back, being knocked out and unable to move for three weeks.
“Malfoy what the hell happened to you?” Harry asked as he finally rushed forward; just as Draco was collapsing. Harry caught him in his arms and noticed the other man was now unconscious. He quickly pulled out his wand and magically floated him to the couch, allowing him to rest until he woke up.
Harry quickly flooed the office letting them know he would not be going in today, the first time missing work since his accident. Moments later Ron flooed back, with Hermione by his side to find out what was wrong. He quickly let them into his home and pointed to the couch, he imagined their faces mirrored his when he had opened the door.
“Bloody Hell!” Was all Ron was able to reply.
Author: Snowcrazy
Word Count: 559
Rating: T
Prompt: 1 Street lamps
Warning: Nothing in this chapter, all mistakes are my own and I'm sorry about them
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter related
Author's Notes: I decided to do both Traditional and early bird challanges this year. Both will be continuing stories until the very end. Both very different stories that I hope everyone will be able to enjoy.
Summary: Harry finds himself with an injured how guest for the holiday's. What does he do when old feelinds surface that he always thought were one sided; and why is this person hurt so badly?
Chapter 1: (Traditional Prompts)
Harry hated how his life has become boring and mundane. Same thing day in and day out; nothing ever changing. He would find himself waking up every morning having a cup of coffee, reading the paper and quickly getting himself ready for work. He would walk the same path, near the same street lamps, the third one on the left always broken. He sat at his desk everyday doing the same boring paper work, since his accident four years ago the minister refuses to send him out on the field.
He would walk the same path home and sit at home waiting to see if Ron and Hermione would want him to stop by; if not then he would take a shower, eat dinner and go to bed early. What was the sense in staying up if you had nothing to do.
Today was going to be different; today was going to be the beginning of his life. Harry found himself sitting at the table, drinking the same cup of coffee he would have every day, reading the paper when a bang resounded around his home. He dropped the paper and slowly looked towards the front door; wondering who in the hell would be knocking at his door, ever.
He slowly made it to the door when three more knocks came, making him jump. He clenched his hand to his heart to steady the beating and raised a hand to the door knob. When he opened it up he was caught by surprise at who was standing, well leaning against the side of the house.
Draco Malfoy, his school nemesis, looked to have been beaten. One of his eyes were completely swollen shut, he had scrapes and bruises all over his face along with blood now dripping onto Harry’s stoop. He didn’t know what to do at first, he just stood there staring at the other man like he had just seen a ghost.
Well in actuality he may have really seen one. Draco Malfoy disappeared four years ago, about the same time Harry was injured on duty. He was taken from his home shortly after graduation and no one has seen or heard from him since. The Aurors were doing an investigation on his disappearance at an old house when Harry was hurt. Whoever had owned the house or were at least holding up in it, rigged it with tons of magical traps. Harry wasn’t paying attention to as he walked threw one doorway and was blown back, being knocked out and unable to move for three weeks.
“Malfoy what the hell happened to you?” Harry asked as he finally rushed forward; just as Draco was collapsing. Harry caught him in his arms and noticed the other man was now unconscious. He quickly pulled out his wand and magically floated him to the couch, allowing him to rest until he woke up.
Harry quickly flooed the office letting them know he would not be going in today, the first time missing work since his accident. Moments later Ron flooed back, with Hermione by his side to find out what was wrong. He quickly let them into his home and pointed to the couch, he imagined their faces mirrored his when he had opened the door.
“Bloody Hell!” Was all Ron was able to reply.