(HP) Changed By Chance Encounter
Bitter Reality
Draco was shaken by the kiss. In a week, he had barely looked Potter in the eye. What was worse was Potter's reaction. He hadn't uttered so much as an apology, not aloud at least. Instead, he brought Draco just about every nausea potion known to witch or wizard and Draco gets not one pillow, butthree. Potter even filled a vase with flowers and set it up in the living room. He didn't say they were for Draco but since no one else lived here, his gesture was glaringly obvious.
Draco didn't want to face his biggest fear and that was the end of this pregnancy. He had actually come to love Potter's presence in the house. In fact, he hated it when Potter would leave but he wouldn't ever admit to anything as ludicrous as missing Potter.
Draco felt a twinge of jealousy when he smelt Weasley's scent upon Potter. This was crazy because she was his wife and he was just some one night stand that had gone horribly wrong. Yet, with every day, he found himself wanting something he knew he would never have. He knew he shouldn't stay, but something just wouldn't let him leave. It had always been like this between them, they were bad for one another yet that never seemed to stop them. This baby was just another way for them to stay connected. Draco knew how sick that was but he couldn't seem to make it stop. It seemed Potter would always find a way into his life, somehow.
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Harry knew the kiss was a bad idea even beforeit began but somehow he couldn't keep himself from doing it. He saw the lookupon Malfoy's face when they parted. The man seemed devastated, almost heartbrokenand Harry couldn't figure out why.
Harry couldn't get the kiss out of his own head.It had come so naturally, one minute they were bonding over the baby's firstkicks, the next he'd had this incredible urge to kiss Malfoy and he had.Nothing with Ginny had ever come this easily, it left Harry feeling uncertain.He wasn't sure how to apologize to Malfoy for something like this so hedidn't.
Harry looked forward to coming here, toGrimmauld Place. He looked forward to it like he never had before. UsuallyMalfoy would be curled up on the couch with a book or at the dining room tabledrawing. Harry hadn't even known Malfoy could draw, not to mention the amazingtalent he had for it. There were so many things he hadn't known about Malfoy,things that had him liking the man, reallyliking him.
He now knew that Malfoy could smile, even laughwhen he let his guard down. He found out Malfoy was an avid reader whoespecially loved books about animals and nature. He found out Malfoy loved art,fine wines, and chocolate. Malfoy always took his coffee with four cubes ofsugar and no cream, Malfoy preferred baths to showers, and he had a fondnessfor strawberries. These were things Harry never would've known if Malfoy hadn'tcome to live here. Harry often found himself wondering just what kind of a manMalfoy might've been if he hadn't had Lucius' agendas to live up to.
Every night Harry came to Grimmauld Place andevery night he kept hoping Malfoy might ask him to stay. Harry dreaded leavingbut he'd never admit that to Malfoy. Instead, he cherished the moments he hadto just sit and talk to Malfoy. They shared discussions about lots of thingsbut the one thing they never talked about was what would happen once the babywas born. It was something neither of them wanted to think about. Harry knewwhat he wished could happen but he knew it never would. Malfoy was Malfoy andHarry was married, they could never be the family Harry hoped they could.
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