Pairings: Harry/Draco (Maybe more pairings later)
Summary: ( Romeo and Juliet Setting ) In Hogsmeade City, there are two powerful houses. The House of Gryffindor, and the House of Slytherin. In the middle were the houses, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Gryffindor and Slytherin have an ongoing feud, and are nearly at the point of a massacre. The Princes of the opposing houses meet, and fall in love, at a Masquerade Ball that was meant for the Gryffindor Prince to fall in love with a Prince from another city. What will the Fates play out for these young lovers?
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Chapter 1
The Ball
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BANG! BANG! BANG!
Gunshots were heard, firing off at targets that ran behind cars and shot of their own bullets.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"WEASLEY! I'LL KILL YOU, I SWEAR I WILL!" Yelled Blaise Zabini. He ducked a shot aimed at his ear and fired off three more bullets.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"NOT IF I KILL YOU FIRST ZABINI!" Ron Weasley yelled as he dodged the bullets and shot off another four.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
"Fuck!" Blaise cried as one bullet just grazed his shoulder. It was a minor flesh wound but it hurt like fuck. "WHILE I KILL YOU I'LL ENJOY YOUR LITTLE FRIEND. HER NAME'S GRANGER RIGHT?"
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Ron slumped to the ground and started to reload his gun. His two brothers were handing him bullets as the reloaded their own guns and started to shoot at Zabini's friends.
"FUCK YOU ZABINI!" Ron yelled as he shot off 2 shots. He ducked behind the car that they were using as shield just as Blaise fired his last bullet. Blaise dropped down behind the car he and his friends' were using for shelter. Crabbe and Goyle took 2 guns apiece and shot back up to start firing again. Blaise reloaded his gun and got ready to get back in action when he heard the sirens blare.
"Shit!" Crabbe cursed. They had only been out there for 15 minutes and already they had the police there. The governor was not going to be happy about the damage they did.
The governor stepped out of the car and shot off his gun into the air. "No more!" He yelled. "Slytherin, Gryffindor, get up from behind your shelters." He said in a commanding voice.
"Shit! It's Cornelius." George Weasley said as he and his brothers stood. They looked over and saw Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle do the same.
"I don't care what the meaning of this was, but I do wish that you would stop this stupid bloodshed. The feud has gone on long enough and we will not tolerate this anymore! The next one that shoots a gun at anyone will be thrown in jail and killed. He will be made the example! The peace shall be restored in this city. You've heard my order, now leave!" Cornelius Fudge said in a loud voice. The two houses glared at each other, before the retreated.
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"What is it that you have done today Zabini? Your shoulder is bleeding." Prince Draco Malfoy of Slytherin asked his friend.
"Nothing that important, just another gun down with the Gryffindors." Blaise replied as he sat up on the pool table placed on the first floor of the mansion. "Crabbe and Goyle went to visit Pansy and Millicent. I swear I don't see what they see in girls."
"I agree. But who are we to tell them how to live? Who won the showdown, by the way?" Draco asked as he got the 8 ball in the corner pocket.
"No one. Fudge showed up and ruined it all. Said that whoever disrupts the peace will be thrown in jail and executed. What rubbish, but I won't be testing him anytime soon."
"Interesting. Don't do anything-foolish Blaise. I don't need my best mate to get killed." Draco said as he sunk 3 more balls.
"Don't worry about it. I heard that Gryffindor is hosting a Masquerade Ball tonight. How about me and you crash it."
"Now why the hell would I want to crash the Gryffindors' little Ball?" Draco snorted as he rose a questioning eyebrow at his friend.
"Because me and you both want to see how the Prince of Gryffindor looks. We never seen him, he's never seen us. So why can't we just look and see if he's cute. It couldn't hurt, we won't be detected."
Draco put his cue down and studied his friend's face. "You're really serious about this aren't you?"
"Yes Draco, I'm really serious. Please, I want to see what he looks like."
Draco rolled his eyes as he picked up his cue and racked up the balls in the center of the table. "If we must, I'll go. But we are bringing some people with us. I do not plan to go with only just you. Something might happen, and if we get detected we might need the backup." Draco said as he lined up his shot.
"Yes! You are the man Draco. I'll rally up some of the boys that are willing to be dangerous with us, and then I'll tell your father that we are just going to hang out." Blaise replied, jumping off the pool table and leaving the room. Draco shook his head and sighed as he took his shot and sunk 4 balls in different pockets.
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"You should have seen it! It was ultimately great, I shot him right in the shoulder!" Ron gloated as he dropped himself on his best friend's bed.
"Ron, you should not have been out there shooting. What if you got shot? Then what?" Prince Harry Potter of Gryffindor asked his best friend.
"I agree with Harry. Ron what the hell was you thinking?" Hermione Granger asked.
"They started it. They shot, so we fired back. But anyway, I shot Zabini! It felt great to hear that bastard yell out in shock." Ron said with a self-satisfied grin on his face. Harry rolled his eyes at his friend and stood up to go to his balcony that overlooked the pool.
"Ron, I wish you and the others would stop this fight. It's ridiculous to go around shooting people because of a feud. It's just wrong to fight something that you didn't start." Harry stated.
"Harry, we did start it. Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin started this feud thousand of years ago, and the feud is still alive. Slytherins' hate us because we are noble and brave unlike them. And we hate them because they are slimy, conniving, scheming two timers that would stab their friend in the back without a second thought. Our differences make the feud more alive, and we are never going to be allies, or friends."
"And why not? Because of a few differences? I don't see why everything has to be this way. I don't see why we can't just be in peace without holding guns in our pants pocket, and looking over our shoulders. We may be different, but we are the same as well. Gryffindors could be backstabbers, and schemers, just like Slytherins could be brave and noble." Harry pointed out. Hermione watched their conversation, but said nothing on the matter.
"Harry, that's not possible. We were never meant to be the same. We are on too different plains. We are Good, they are Evil. We are White, and they are Dark."
"Everything is not Black and White Ron! Everything is just shades of Gray. Because without Black there is no White, without White there is no Black. Good can be Evil, and Evil can be Good. There is not Black and White. Just shades of Gray." Harry said in an exasperated voice. He leaned against the balcony wall, letting his bright emerald eyes, scan over the blue depths of the pool beneath it.
Ron just shook his head. "You will soon see what we do Harry. You may not see it now, but you will. Slytherins are Evil and they have no hearts. Just stay away from them, and maybe you won't have the misfortune of knowing how sneaky and sadistic they are." Ron said as he turned and left the room.
Harry turned around and looked at Hermione. "Why doesn't he get it? Why can't he see?" Harry asked in a whisper as he sat down next to Hermione.
"I don't know why Harry. But I understand you. This whole Feud will ruin us all if we don't stop it now."
"I know. I just don't see how they can think that Slytherins are Evil. We are Evil as well if we are shooting back. There is no Good anymore, why don't they see that? It angers me that they don't see that nothing can be solved by killing each other. This feud has to end, either in a bloodbath, or with a truce. I myself like the latter." Harry explained. Hermione nodded her head and tried to think of other ways to get her friend's mind off of the ongoing feud.
"The Ball is going to be excellent tonight." Hermione said with a small smile on her face. Harry looked at her and shook his head.
"No, I don't think so. Mother and Father want to introduce me to this Prince that has come from some city a few hours from here. His name is Tom Riddle. They think he'll be perfect for me, and I disagree. I know I have not met him, but I'm getting the feeling that I don't want to. I don't like the idea of them trying to marry me off to any man that they deem 'Husband Materiel'. I think I can choose my own boyfriends." Harry muttered.
"Well think of it this way, he could be dashingly cute." Hermione replied.
"Maybe, but I'll know when I see him. Mother has picked an outfit for me to wear to the Ball. I swear I don't think there is breathing room in those clothes."
"What is it?" Hermione asked.
"A pair of tight white leather pants, white boots, a tight white shirt, and a freaking pair of wings. I am not a fucking angel!" Harry groaned. Hermione giggled and went to his closet to get out the outfit.
"Well at least we know that Tom will be craving your body after he sees you in this." Hermione snorted. Harry glared at her and she laughed.
"Well come on, let's get you ready."
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"You ready Draco?" Goyle asked. Draco nodded his head.
"Ready as I ever will be." Draco replied, grabbing his mask from his bed, and following his friends down the stairs. When they finally got to the car in front of the Mansion's gates, Blaise was leaning against they car with Crabbe, Millicent and Pansy. All wearing masks.
"Before we go, I would like to present everyone with the 'Magic Tablet'!" Blaise called out. He has 6 tablets in the pal of his hand. He went over to Pansy and popped one in her mouth, then did the same to Millicent. Crabbe and Goyle took it willingly and pressed it against their tongues, and slowly letting the tablet melt inside their mouths.
"What the hell is that?" Draco asked as Blaise approached him.
"This my dear friend, is my white little friend. When you get high, you really get high! This little thing will make sure you have some fun tonight." Blaise smirked, putting his on his tongue and slowly rolling his tongue back into his mouth, closing his eyes and giving a small smile of satisfaction.
"Now why the hell would I want to take that?" Draco asked.
"Because, it will help you loosen up. Now take the it." Blaise said, as he pressed the tablet to Draco's tongue. Draco pulled the substance into his mouth and a small jolt rushed through his body and his head felt like a cool rag was placed on it. He opened his eyes to see his friends smiling at him.
"Now that we have made the newbie try the drug, lets get the hell to that party!" Millicent said. Pansy joined in with a whoop! Of joy, as the all piled into the car and headed to the party.
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"Harry, darling! The Ball will be starting in a few minutes. How is the costume?" Lily Potter asked as she walked into her son's bedroom.
Hermione was dressed as Cleopatra and her mask was made of gold. Harry's was made of white with diamonds and pearls embedded around it.
"It's ok Mother. But I don't see how the hell I'm supposed to breath." Harry complained as he looked at himself in the mirror.
"Language, Harry!" Lily scolded. She walked over to her son and kissed his cheek. "You look gorgeous. Hermione, you look stunning. I bet Ron would love to be your Julius Caesar." Lily replied with a soft smile. Hermione blushed and murmured a "thank you".
"Now Harry, let's go. I want you to meet Tom." Lily said. She ushered the two teens out the room and down to where the Ball was to take place. They stood off to the side, as the drummers beat the Drums. Lily took her place in front of everyone, with her long red dress and matching red mask with pearls hanging from it, looking gorgeous as ever.
"Tonight we are here to have some fun, drink up all the alcohol and dance to the music. We have a special guest here that has traveled from Knocturne City. So let the music get turned up, and lets have some fun. Remember, do not remove your masks till the stroke of midnight!" Lily called out. Applause was heard and the band started to play. James Potter came from a side room and took his son by the arm.
"Hello Harry."
"Hello Father. Nice mask."
James laughed at his son's comment. "I know you do not wish to be here, but Tom is a very charming young man, and I want you to at least try and give him a chance."
"Father, I will try." Harry said, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. He caught sight of a taller boy in black, with an older man next to him.
"Ah, you must be Tom. Hello." Lily replied, coming from the stairs with a few glasses of Champagne in her hand. Harry took a glass and drunk it, knowing that in order to survive this hellish night he must be drunk. Either that, or throwing himself from his balcony, and when it came to it, alcohol was a better remedy. It was a shame he couldn't see Tom's face though.
"Yes I am. You must be Harry, I love the costume." Tom replied, and Harry could see that his eyes were practically undressing him. That didn't make Harry feel comfortable at all. He shuffled his feet and nodded his head.
"Yeah? Thanks, I love yours too. Black really compliments you." Harry said, taking another glass from a tray as one of the servants walked by. Yup! He needed to be drunk to endure this night. He rose the glass to his lips and drunk most of it in one gulp.
"Thanks. How about we go and dance?" Tom asked. Harry was about to decline when his mother bumped his back a little, pushing him forward. Harry glared at her but went with Tom to the dance floor anyway.
"Those jeans are to die for. Maybe after midnight me and you could get better acquainted?" Tom asked suggestively. Harry saw another servant walk by with a tray of filled glasses. He took one and replaced his empty one with it. He took a large gulp from it, and didn't comment on Tom's suggestion.
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To Draco the room was spinning. He had been at the party for a few hours now, and he was still a little high from the drug he took. His friends had went different ways and they were probably somewhere getting drunk. Draco looked at the clock and saw it was close to midnight. He had to get away from the dance floor before the unmasking. He knew that he would have to kiss his partner and he didn't think he wanted anyone to know who he really was. As he made his way off the dance floor he noticed a boy with all white on, dancing with someone with all black. Draco let his eyes wander on the boy with the white and he smiled appreciatively. His stomach lurched and realized that he needed to find a bathroom so he could throw up properly. He left the dance floor and went up the marble staircase. He came to a bathroom door and quickly rushed inside.
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Harry groaned as he saw it was closing in on midnight. He would have to kiss Tom, and from the small conversation they had been having while they danced, he realized he would never be able to tolerate him. He was too self absorbed, and when he thought of other things, it always seemed to involve Harry and a bed. Harry looked at the clock and dreaded the coming hour. Oh if only he could stop time.
"Ok everyone. The stroke of midnight is upon us! I want you to remember to remove your masks and kiss your partners. Countdown with me!" Lily said from her post on the stage where the band had been performing.
"10…"
"…9…"
"…8…"
"…7…"
"…6…"
"…5…"
"…4…"
"…3…"
"…2…"
"…1…"
Harry removed his mask at the same time as Tom. They looked at each other, and before Harry could think of an excuse to not kiss him, Tom grabbed the back of his neck and brought their lips together. Harry wanted to break away, but he couldn't. Tom pushed open Harry's lips and stuck his tongue in. Harry knew that he had to participate in the kiss, cause he knew somewhere his parents were watching. So he let his hands go through Tom's hair and kissed him back. After a few minutes, they pulled apart and Harry wanted to wipe that grin off of Tom's face.
They walked off the dance floor and Harry's parents were on him in a second, asking questions.
"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom." Harry said. He left the room and went up the marble staircase. He stopped in front of the large fish tank where he watched the fishes swim. He ran his fingers along the cool glass and closed his eyes. Wishing that tonight would hurry and be over.
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Draco had finished throwing up as soon as the clock stuck midnight. He groaned as he left the bathroom and went to rinse his mouth out. He filled the sink with water and dumped his head in, making sure his hair didn't get wet. When he was finished he lifted his head and grabbed a towel. He wiped his face off, and grabbed a mint that he had placed in his pocket earlier that night. He popped one in his mouth and instantly felt better.
That was the last time he ever let Blaise give him drugs. He walked out the bathroom and noticed a fish tank that he had not noticed before. He looked at all the fishes and lost himself in the world of blue water.
As he stood there, listening to the hum of the tank, he heard someone approaching. He looked through the fish tank glass and saw the boy from downstairs with all white on. But this time, he had no mask. Draco was entrapped at the beautiful boy on the other side of the glass. A black mop of hair, emerald green eyes, full red ruby lips, fair skin, and a body that was beyond gorgeous.
Draco couldn't believe that this boy in front of him was anything less of an angel. Beautiful and enticing. Ethereal and Seductive. Draco realized that he wanted to touch that skin, kiss those lips, look deep into those eyes, run his hands over that body, and let his fingers run through the hair.
He watched as the beautiful boy rested his head against the glass and sighed silently. Suddenly, the boy looked up and their eyes met.
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Harry sighed as he thought of the kiss that he had to share with Tom. He needed another drink. He looked up and saw a breathtakingly beautiful boy through the fish tank glass. The boy had platinum blonde hair, silver gray eyes with specks of blue, creamy looking skin, and soft pink lips. From what Harry could see, his boy was beautiful as well. He let his eyes connect back to those gorgeous silver grays, and he was lost. He wanted to touch the boy that he was staring at. He wanted to kiss the boy, feel the boy's hands on his body. The thought of what they could do made his body shiver. He took a few steps around the tank and met the boy on the other side.
"Hi." Harry said with a small smile.
Draco looked over the boy and had to regain his composure before answering back. "Hey. Some wild party down there." Draco said nervously.
"I guess. It's stupid really. I actually don't want to be here, I would much rather sleep." Harry said with as he walked a little closer to the boy.
They were now only arms length away from each other and Draco could feel the sexual tension that had started to get too tangible for his tastes. He reached out a tentative but strong hand, and laid it on the boy's hip.
Harry looked up questiongly but said nothing as he moved a few more feet closer to the blonde.
"Would it be ok if I kissed you?" Draco asked the boy.
Harry nodded his head and he parted his lips slowly as the blonde haired boy leaned over and their lips connected.
Pleasure. That's what Harry felt as soon as their lips made contact with each other. Nothing had ever felt this good to him, and he knew that nothing probably ever would. He moved his body against the other boy's and kissing him back firmly, letting his hands grip the blonde's shoulders.
Draco wrapped his arms around the green eyes boy's waist, and pulled his body even closer. He kissed him more passionately, pressing his tongue against the other boy's lips, begging for entrance into the warm intoxicating mouth. The boy opened his mouth willingly and Draco's tongue surged in and instantly he was high off the taste of the other boy. He kissed more passionately, letting his tongue explore the warm sweet tasting mouth.
The boy in white tasted of vanilla and chocolate, and Draco was addicted to the taste already. It was like a drug that he never wanted to stop taking. He pressed the boy against him a little more and kissed him a little deeper. He heard the boy moan and felt the shudder go through the boy's body.
Harry was flying into white-hot pools of passion and oblivion. The feel of the blonde against him made him crazy and the kiss was the only thing that would keep him alive. He clung to the other boy's body, hoping that he wouldn't break the kiss anytime soon. Harry let himself moan as the blonde continued his exploration of his mouth. Harry didn't mind, he wanted the boy to continue doing whatever he was doing cause it felt good. It felt right.
Unfortunately, they had to break the kiss, because oxygen was needed. They stared at each other, both too glassy eyed and slightly dizzy from the kiss to make any sudden moves. They were still in the embrace and Harry knew that once they got enough oxygen they would be at each other's mouths once again.
"Was that as breathtaking for you as it was for me?" Draco asked as he stared at the boy in front of him.
"Yes. And I wouldn't mind losing my breath again if that's what I get as a reward. I don't think I could ever kiss another person." Harry admitted.
"I agree. But before we go that far, we at least should know each other's names." Draco responded.
"Harry Potter."
"Draco Malfoy."
They introduced themselves at the same time, and when they registered the other's name, the looked up in shock.
"You're the Prince of Gryffindor."
"And you're the Prince of Slytherin."
They both nodded their heads and looked at each other. "Do we have to end this before we even really started it?" Harry asked, fearful that the answer might be "yes".
"Not unless you want to. I know our houses have been feuding, but I happen to really not care what they think." Draco said.
"I agree. But for known reasons this may stay secret. We can't risk anyone finding out, because we could be in danger." Harry said.
"I agree. But that doesn't mean I won't stop thinking of you." Draco murmured.
"And neither will I." Harry declared. They moved closer towards each other's lips when the sound of approaching footsteps tore them apart.
"Harry! Harry!" Lily's voice rang out.
Harry grabbed Draco's hand and they rushed down the hallway and around a corner into a small space. Harry pushed Draco against the wall and smiled at him.
"I'm going to have to go. She'll find me soon." Harry whispered. He pressed his lips against Draco's and opened his mouth the second he felt Draco's probing tongue. They stood like that, embraced in a loving kiss, for a few moments until they broke apart.
"I have to go. " Harry whispered.
"When will I see you again?" Draco asked.
"Tomorrow. My Mother and Father usually goes out on Saturday's. Come to the back of the grounds. You will see a pool, and a balcony. That's my balcony, and you can climb up tomorrow night. Around 8." Harry whispered.
"Ok. I'll be there, tomorrow 8, your balcony." Draco declared.
Harry smiled and kissed Draco one last time before he left and hurried toward his Mother who was still calling out to him. Draco smiled to himself as he put his mask on and hurriedly left, already counting the minutes till he saw Harry again.
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A/N: What do you guys think? Reviews would be appreciated and anyone who is reading my other stories, they will be updated late tomorrow night and you probably won't get to read it till Wednesday. Please review, and if you haven't checked out my other Harry/Draco stories, please do. In your reviews, I would like for you to tell me what you think of this, should I continue, do you like the plot, and your intakes on how I portrayed the characters. Your reviews mean a lot, thank you.