Worlds Apart Chapter 10

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Disclaimer: No ownies! Me ownies Antonio tho!


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Worlds Apart

Chapter 10- Goodbye, Father


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Draco stepped into the Gryffindor common room and rolled his eyes. Every Gryffindor girl was crowded around Antonio, who sat in an armchair right beside the fire.

“So you know Viktor Krum!” one of the girls asked him dreamily.

“Oh yeah! He’s one of my good friends!” he replied.

“Wow!” all the girls chorused. Draco shook his head and went up to Harry and Ron.

“Can you believe this? He has every girl’s eyes on him! He stole my thunder!” Ron said angrily.

“Yeah, Ron… ‘cause they all used to look at you before he came along!” Harry said sarcastically and grinned. Ron scoffed and Draco laughed.

Let’s go upstairs… too loud down here…

Ok…

They bid Ron goodbye and made their way up to the boy’s dorm room. Harry went in and threw his bag down on the bed. Draco shut the door and fell onto his bed. They remained quiet for a minute until Draco spoke up. “So… what were you and Antonio talking about?” he asked quietly.

“Oh, just things… mostly about quidditch…”

“No… I mean… telepathically… when he asked, ‘do you like him?’”

“Oh… we were talking about… you…”

“Why did he ask that…?”

“Well… I said something along the lines of you being a great quidditch player… and…” Harry trailed off. Draco felt Harry sink down onto the bed. He sat up and looked over at him.

“You really think I’m good at quidditch?” Draco was surprised. He had always figured that no matter what happened in their love life, quidditch would always be the one thing they remained enemies at. (A/N: yes… it seems kinda strange… but… I promise it all makes sense up there in his pretty little head!)

“Yeah… I mean… all of the times we’ve gone up against each other, we’ve always been neck and neck.” Harry smiled.

“But… I’ve never beaten you...” Draco said, sounding ashamed.

“But you’ve really come close.” Harry said honestly.

“That still…” Draco started, but the door burst open. They both jumped up when they saw who entered the room.

“Draco Malfoy…” Lucius Malfoy’s cold voice rang in the boys’ ears. Draco mentally shied away and he knew Harry felt it.

It’ll be ok… I’m right here…- came the boy’s comforting words.

#Thank you.# He braced himself for his father’s explosion.

“What is the meaning of this?” Lucius said in a deadly calm.

“Father, I—”

“I don’t care what you have to say, Draco…”

“But…”

“I said I don’t—”

“SHUT UP!” Draco shouted. Both Harry and Lucius looked at him, shocked. Draco glared at his father. “If you would let me talk, I would tell you that I didn’t get a choice!” Draco fumed.

“Then why didn’t you try to move back…” Lucius asked in a sharp but quiet voice.

“Because… a couple of days into the term… I discovered that this is really where I belong.” Draco said and glanced quickly at Harry. Harry smiled and fought against the color that was trying to show through.

“But… you’re going against everything we Malfoys stand for.” Lucius protested. Draco felt a sudden rush of anger come from Harry.

#Harry?#

Why the hell would something like that matter!- Harry’s voice was dangerously calm.

#Harry… calm down… please?# Harry gave a very small nod that Lucius could not see.

“I don’t care about that.” Draco said quietly.

“Are you denying your family?” Lucius asked dangerously. Draco swallowed his fear and nodded.

“I am.”

Lucius’ eyes flashed as he glared down at his ‘son’.

“Take it back…” He breathed. Draco shook his head. “Do it now, or I shall disown you.”

“Fine.” Draco said. Lucius looked at him, shocked.

“Really?” Harry asked, just as shocked as the boy’s father. Draco nodded shortly, not taking his eyes off of his father.

Lucius quickly regained his composure. “You realize that you are now financially independent and no longer have the protection of Lord Voldemort?” he said as though he was trying to change the blonde’s mind.

#Shit… I forgot about finances…#

Don’t worry about it… I’ll explain later.-

Draco nodded slowly. Lucius nodded curtly and whirled around, never to say another word to his former son. The door closed loudly behind the death eater and Draco realized he had been holding his breath. He let it out and looked at Harry.

“Good job.” Harry said quietly.

“Oh yeah! Great! I’m only totally broke and Voldemort will prolly kill me in the next week…” he said almost in a panic.

“I told you not to worry about it.” Harry looked into his eyes.

“Really?”

“Yeah… I mean…” he fell silent and blushed.

“What?” Draco smiled.

“Just don’t worry about it,” Harry said.

“Alright…”

The door opened a little. Ron’s head poked in, his hand covering his eyes. “Are you two decent?” he asked. Both boys rolled their eyes and grinned.

“Yes, Ron…” Harry said.

“Well… it really depends on your definition of decent…” Draco raised his eyebrows suggestively. Harry laughed and Ron eeped, parting his fingers slightly so he could peer through. He sighed in relief and looked at them fully.


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There's Chapter 10 for ya! I hope you liked it! I just love it when Draco gets to be all vulnerable and strong at the same time! makes me happy! Well, it's off to bed with me! Stoopid school! Take it away, Drakkie-poo!

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