Title: Dangerously in Love

Summary: Yes you already guessed it, The Draco Malfoy(Sex-god of Hogwarts) is in Love for the first time. We all know that he's spoiled rotten by his father. Unfortunately his father can't get this for him, which makes him Dangerously in Love.

Warning: This is SLASH. Boy/Boy---- Don't like it? BUGGER OFF! And don't flame me telling me it's disgusting, because that Pisses Me Off!... That's my warning for now...

Pairings: DM/HP (If everything goes as planned...)

Year: 6th year, and believe me it was Hell for me

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Thanks to my beta-reader: MEGHAN!!!(Not yet beta-ed.)


The next morning Harry woke up, finding a glowing object-or person lying next to him. His eyes widened in shock.

"Oh My God!" Harry yelled, making Draco jerk up.

Draco looked at himself and remembered that he'd forgotten to take the potion.

Quickly Harry jumped out of the bed, completely in shock. "What is this?! Why do you look like... holy shit!" Harry exclaimed. "It was you! All that time it was You!?"

"Harry, please let me explain." Draco said, getting out of the bed as well. His heart was beating so fast and he could feel Harry's anger boil in his veins.

"You... You tricked me!" Harry yelled. "You slimy bastard!"

"Harry-" Draco continued, walking over to Harry

"Don't 'Harry' me!" Harry yelled, poking in Draco's chest. "And leave me alone."

"No! Not before you let me explain," Draco yelled.

"Fine! I'll leave!" Harry yelled back, walking into the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.

"Harry!" Draco yelled, sighing.

"Shut the fuck up! Or I'll curse you all the way to the moon." Harry yelled back.

Draco groaned and collapsed on the bed. This was bad, this was very bad. He didn't even bring his potion. It was still in his bag. The bag he was supposed to take with him. And now Harry knew that he was an elf. And new it was him, all along. Could things go any more wrong? His brilliant plan turned out to be a brilliant disaster. The ones that only happen in the worst movies, where you would sit on the edge of the couch in frustration.

He all did this for Harry. He gave everything up for that boy. And now it seemed like Harry was disgusted by the fact that he was the one. The one that reached out for him and made him flutter and float in his dreams.

Draco took a big breath and stood up again, walking to the bathroom again. He was about to knock on the door, when the door opened. Now the two boys were standing dangerously close, staring at each other.

"You have got a lot of explaining to do, Malfoy." Harry stated, stepping back.

Draco looked away. "I know that." He whispered, stepping back as well. He walked over to one of the chairs in front of the fire and sat down.

"What were you thinking?" Harry said frustrated, walking over to the fireplace.

"I don't know. It all seems so foolish now. Everything seems to have collapsed into dust, air, nothing." Draco answered.

"Well you'd better explain this all to me. Start at the beginning." Harry said, sitting down in the other chair.

Draco noticed that he had his wand in his hand and that the boy was shaking slightly. It had to be so hard on him. He thought he had something, something special, and it turned out to be the person he hated most. Plus the fact that he was trapped in this cottage, with this person he probably hated so much more now. Draco took a deep breath and decided that all he could do was pour all his love into words and try to make Harry see that this person might not be that bad.

"Well. Where do you want me to begin? The first day we met?" Draco asked.

Harry just nodded. His eyes were dark and did not twinkle like they used to.

"I'd forgot to take the potion I always take to hide my true identity the night before you met me like this. I was hiding out in a tree. I could sense that you were very unhappy and smell that you were crying. You were so sad and your thoughts were so bad that I couldn't resist the urge to walk up to you." Draco told Harry. "I knew that you were depressed, even before that. I saw you in class, with that darkness in your eyes. The emptiness of your soul reflected in the deep oceans behind them. I knew that you wouldn't talk to me. I was Draco Malfoy, you never saw my other side. My true side."

"So you have two personalities?" Harry asked.

"No. the only difference is my appearance, my senses and the amount of darkness I can take upon me. My thoughts are lighter and the urge to care and love bigger. That's it." Draco told.

"And your voice. Your voice is different." Harry added.

"Yes. Wel that too. Harry. I never knew all that until I forgot to take my potion. My father, who's an elf too, never let me be in my elfish form. Ever." Draco said.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"Well isn't that obvious. If he wants me to be dark, my elfish side has to be smothered with potions. Hiding it away completely." Draco said. "But since I discovered my elfish side, I know for sure that I do not want to be dark. Yesterday, I did something completely against my nature. When I took you to them I realized that I could not live with myself if I didn't rescue you. So I did. I couldn't have lived with the darkness and guilt your death would have brought upon my elfish soul. Elves can't stand any darkness."

"so everything you told me was true." Harry asked, surprised.

"Of course it was. I never lied to you, I couldn't lie in this form. I just kept information from you." Draco said, his cheeks burning.

"Why did you kiss me?" Harry asked.

"Because I couldn't resist myself." Draco answered truthfully. "You were looking so beautiful."

"I... I don't know what to say. Or what to believe." Harry finally whispered, looking very confused. After what seemed like a century of silence for Draco.

"Harry. I know you don't like the Draco me, but you did like the elfish me. Right?" Draco asked.

"Yes, but I didn't know I was getting the Draco-you in the package." Harry answered.

"Well, we're very much the same. That side of me loves you as much as this side does!" Draco whispered, his cheeks burning bright red when he realized what it was he said.

"ehh. What? Are you telling me that you are in love with me?" Harry asked, in utter surprise.

Draco swallowed and bit his lip. 'shouldn't have said that... should. Not. Have. Said. That!' He yelled to himself, but nodded.

Harry's face fell in his hands. "This is so messed up, Malfoy! What the fuck were you thinking. Getting me in this situation. Fooling me like that."

"I know! And I'm sorry. I really am. That I did this to you. That I made you feel special, when I knew inside that I would never be the person you wanted." Draco exclaimed. "But it's been hard for me too! I mean, I've had a crush on you since like Forever. I couldn't do anything, except think up some stupid plan to make you mine. Then I forget to take my potion, because I was to busy thinking about you. Then I kiss you and can't stop thinking about you. Then my father keeps bugging me with letters about my loyalty. And then when everything is going as planned my father screws it all up by telling me to bring you to the dark lord and prove my loyalty. Of course I couldn't say no in my human form, because I'm too scared of my father and my father always messes up my thoughts. I'm always so sure of everything until he walks into the room and everything goes blurry. And so I ended up saving you. Now my life's collapsed in front of me. I have nothing. And I did it all for you, when I know you will never love me. Now how messed up is my life, compared to yours?"

"Pretty messed up..." Harry answered softly. His eyes were big and they were watching Draco.

Draco buried his face in his hands and sighed. "Well now you know it all." He said, standing up and walking out of the bedroom. He walked into the kitchen, feeling like crying when he realized that Harry wasn't following him. Like he hoped the boy would do.

He made himself some coffee, feeling completely restless. He couldn't stand still for one second. He knew he wasn't just feeling his restlessness, he was feeling Harry's too.

Throughout the whole conversation he'd felt Harry's anger, surprise, hatred... everything. But he couldn't sense to whom Harry was feeling these feelings.

Suddenly he could sense Harry coming his way. He could feel Harry's hesitation.

"What are we going to do about this, Malfoy?" Harry's voice made him look up from his coffee.

Harry was standing in the doorway, looking completely lost and pale. Or maybe he felt completely lost and looked pale.

"It's totally up to you." Draco answered.

"Well I have No Idea what to do," Harry said, raising his voice again.

"I know. I know that Harry." Draco said.

"This is very confusing. And the fact that you're calling me Harry isn't helping." Harry snapped. "Did you realize that you just messed up both of our lives? For nothing?"

Hurt, that was all Draco could feel. Intense hurt. For nothing. It was nothing. To Harry.

"I do now." Draco's voice cracked. This was far too much hurt to take upon his soul in his elfish form.

"Malfoy! Stop this and act like yourself again." Harry yelled.

"What? Why?" Draco asked surprised.

"It's confusing me! I want everything to go back to what it was." Harry said.

"We can't go back to what it was. Nothing will ever be the same now that you know all this about me. I know that you know all this. I can't even act like I hate you anymore." Draco yelled.

"Well that's just because you are in your elfish form. Right?" Harry asked hopefully.

Draco sighed. "No Har-Potter-Whatever. Didn't you notice that I couldn't act hateful against you before. It's because I discovered this form. I think."

"Well ignore me then." Harry said.

"Do you really want to pretend that nothing happened. Do you really want to forget. Because if that is what you want, I could cast a spell over you and make you forget. As soon as we get back to Hogwarts." Draco sighed. He had to leave this room quickly. His mind was spinning and his eyes were burning, but Harry was blocking his way.

"Yes. No. that sounds silly." Harry said. "That would be walking away from a problem."

"So would ignoring." Draco reminded Harry.

"So what are we supposed to do?" Harry asked.

"I already told you that is totally up to you." Draco answered. "You know what I want. You need to figure out what it is you want, or tell me what you want."

Harry looked at him with a blank expression on his face.

"Tell me that there's nothing there. Harry." Draco said, stepping closer to Harry.

Harry didn't step back and stared right into Draco's blue eyes. Frozen.

Draco could hear Harry's heart beating and stepped even closer. Until they touched. Shivers flew over Draco's skin as he softly kissed Harry on his lips. He felt like he was lifted into the air, floating. Flying.

After a second he released Harry's lips and found Harry staring at him in horror. Harry opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. Shaking his head in confusion, Harry turned around and made his way to the bedroom.

Draco watched him go. He knew he wasn't the only one that was flying just two seconds ago. But Harry's mind was stubborn, and even though his heart was more than winning. Harry's mind was strong.

Although Draco couldn't stand the fact that Harry was in the other room, and he wasn't, he decided not to push things and remain in the living room. Feeling sorry for himself and Harry. After a while, doing nothing, Draco got curious.

He stood up and walked to the door, trying to sense Harry's presence. But it wasn't there. Or maybe he was trying to hard, he did not know. But he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

"Harry?" he whispered.

No response.

"Harry?" he said a bit louder. Maybe the boy was sleeping.

Carefully and slowly he opened the bedroom door and looked inside. The bed was empty, so was the rest of the room. His heart skipped a few beats.

"Harry! Harry!" he yelled, marching into the bathroom.

There in the bath was Harry's body. Harry opened his eyes and stared at Draco angrily. Draco'd just disturbed his nice warm bath and his little nap. Then he quickly grabbed some foam to cover everything up.

Draco swallowed. "Just checking." Draco managed to say.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

"I... I came looking for you and you weren't in the bedroom.." Draco stuttered.

"So you just marched in here?" Harry said, raising one eyebrow.

"No... yes... well... never mind. Bye." Draco hurried out of the bathroom, leaving Harry no time to say anything else.

Harry stayed behind in the bath. At first confused, then a little smile appeared on his lips. Two seconds later he was laughing. Very loudly.

Draco stopped in his tracks when he heard the laughter. His cheeks flushed and embarrassed as he was he marched back into the living room.

"Why my elf, you look flustered." A high voice said.

"Fairlowlyn!" Draco said surprised. "How are you. Do you have any news?"

"Yes. Bad news I'm afraid. The death eaters have realized that you must be hiding and they will not give up. They are using dark ancient methods to find you. I've managed to block them all, but I fear for your safety." Fairlowlyn said.

"Oh. What should we do?" Draco asked.

"This place is safe for now, but you might have to move when the ancient curses get more complicated and more difficult to block." Fairlowlyn answered.

"Where could we go?" Draco asked.

"What is it?" Harry's voice asked behind him.

Draco turned around, wishing he didn't when he saw that Harry was only wearing a towel around his waist. That was bad for his concentration. "Fairlowlyn has bad news. The death eaters are using dark ancient curses to find us and they're getting harder to block."

"Oh." Harry said.

"Yes. I have spoken to my husband, our king. You are welcome in our land if that is necessary." Fairlowlyn said. "It took me a while to convince him though."

"Thank you." Draco said.

"Why can't fairlowlyn contact Dumbledore and tell him that we're here in the forest?" Harry asked.

"And cause the biggest battle in the century?" Draco said, looking at Harry again. "No we are going to find our own way out of this mess. Or I am, because you, Harry, are not ready to fight Voldemort."

"Yes I am!" Harry yelled.

"No. you are not." Draco said calmly.

"I agree with the elf, Harry Potter. Your plan is very dangerous. I am sure that we will find you a way out of this forest. My nymphs and I will make sure you arrive at Hogwarts safely. We do not like battles on our ground. There's always another way." Fairlowlyn closed the discussion with that. "I will see you both soon."

Draco and Harry watched her leave.

"Did you know she was the queen?" Harry asked.

"No." Draco answered.

"oh." Harry said. "What now?"

"You keep asking me that question when you know I do not have the answer." Draco said annoyed. "I'll make us some lunch. You must be hungry."

"Oh. Yes I am." Harry said, following Draco into the kitchen.

Draco turned around and pushed Harry out of the kitchen. "I would suggest you find something to cover yourself up, if you don't want your lunch to be burned."

Harry started to protest, but decided against it. He really didn't want his lunch to be burned.


That's it for today. I'm back, yes. And eager to update all my stories. I am so sorry for the delay and hope you will still tell me what you think.