Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING! Well HP related that is... well like character
and place wise - I have a lot of Harry Potter magazines and such, but
ANYWAY... I only own the plot.
Summary: Draco has defied his Father's wishes and sided against him in the war. The only safe place for him during the summer is Harry's house. Will the boys continue to fight or find a connection on common ground? H/D fic - fluff ahead!
*fhailfdsfgkl* - thinking
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If you see ^ those things around text then there is a letter being written or read!
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ENJOY!
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To Love Your Enemy
By: Jillery Jae (J-J)
Chapter 1: Another House Guest
Harry was laying on his bed and number four Privet Drive. The summer was dragging on as it usually does with life with the Dursley's. They had gotten worse since Harry was gone. But they found a common ground for their own peace. Harry stayed in his room mostly, out of everyone's way.
Harry let out a sigh.*Only one more month!* Today was Harry's birthday. He had gotten another pair of Uncle Vernon's old socks. *Thought that counts right?* Harry tossed the old socks on his floor when he heard a scratching sound at his window.
"Pig?" Harry said out loud and he walked over to the window and opened it for the little bird to fly in. The tiny bird fluttered around the room very uncoordinated. Pig was carrying a box before he finally landed on Harry's bed. "Did Ron send you?"
Harry walked over to the bed and opened the letter attached to the parcel.
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-Harry
Hey, Happy Birthday mate! I hope the muggles are treating you ok? Soon we'll be back to school and you will be away from them. Unless you wanted to leave early??? Mum said it's alright if you stay at our house for the remainder of the summer! Owl me back with Pig!
-Ron Weasley
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Harry smiled widely now! *YES! NO MORE DURSLEYS!* Harry opened the box. It was full of chocolate frogs and cakes and candy. Even some Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. Harry also saw what looked like some of Fred and George's prank candies. *I'll have to try those out on Dudley!* Harry walked over to his desk and started to write Ron a letter.
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-Ron
How is everyone? Good I hope. I'd love to come and stay at The Burrow for the last month, Ron! I'll have to butter up Uncle Vernon though because, although he'd like to get rid of me, it would be making me happy and he can't have that now. I'll owl you back with Hedwig as soon as I know if I can come. Thanks for the great treats! (I was running deadly low!). Tell Fred and George that I'm planning to try theirs on Dudley!
-Harry
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While Harry was attaching the note to Pig's leg, two other owls came flying through the window left open. One, Harry could tell, was from Hermione. It was carrying a book shaped parcel. The other must be the school's owl. Harry watched as Pig flew out the window. He went over to the one from Hermione. He read her birthday greeting and opened the package.
Hermione had given him a book of play-by-play Quidditch moves and scenes from the most memorable World Cup games. "Wow Hermione!" Harry said, completely forgetting the other bird.
The other owl jumped on his shoulder and impatiently nipped at his ear. "Ow, sorry!" Harry took the letter and watched the two remaining owls fly out of the room. He walked back over to the window and shut it.
Harry plopped down on his bed. The envelope had two sheets of paper. The first was school supplies, as he had expected. The second, however, he had a very bad feeling about. "I don't like the looks of this."
Harry eyed the letter suspiciously then finally opened it. He knew that something was odd about this letter, and to his despair he was right. This definitely wasn't good.
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-Mr. Potter
I know that you are aware of how strong He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named powers are growing. I regret to inform you that many of the students attending Hogwarts have a very wavering future in the fight of Dark and Light sides. One of these students has approached Headmaster Dumbledore and myself of his dilemma. He has defied his Father and is in great danger. You must be aware by now, of all the magical protections on you're house at Privet Drive. This then, we have decided, is the safest place for this student to be placed.
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Harry looked up from the letter. *They want me to have a student stay at my house? With the Dursley's? Who could it be?*
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We would greatly appreciate if you'd allow Mr. Malfoy to stay at you home for the rest of the summer.
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"Holy fuck!" Harry looked up from the letter. He was speechless, besides the vulgar language that he could muster to come up with. He went back to the letter.
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We know that you have not exactly been the best of friends with Mr. Malfoy, but his life is at stake and we know you could see past you're problems to reach the greater good. We have informed your guardians about this situation, only a slightly modified story on which Mr. Malfoy will inform you of when he arrives on July 31.
-Professor McGonagall
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Harry read over the letter many times. "This is not happening! This in *NOT* happening!"
He stood up with the letter still in his hands. He paced back and forth the room, kicking his old socks under the bed. "This. Is. NOT. Happ..." Harry heard a knock at the front door. He ran downstairs and saw his uncle grab the door open.
Harry snapped his eye's shut. He didn't want to know who was there. *Not Malfoy, not Malfoy, not...*
"Hello. I'm Draco Malfoy," Harry heard the familiar voice come from the front door. He opened his eyes and saw the blonde boy dressed in a baby blue tee-shirt and black slacks. He was carrying a large black leather suit case.
"Ah yes. We've been waiting for you're arrival." Vernon opened the door to let Malfoy in. Harry hadn't noticed Aunt Petunia and Dudley next to the door also. They we're in their best outfits. "Harry," Vernon bellowed. "Take Mr. Malfoy's things to you're room. He'll be staying there. He's the son of a very rich business man in London and,"
"What?" Harry questioned. *They think he's a muggle? They're hiding his true identity so he can stay here.*
"Who's that?" Malfoy said from the door. A smile was on his face. He obviously loved the situation he was putting Potter in.
"Oh him?" Vernon motioned to Harry, "He's just my nephew. No real importance to the family." Harry wasn't listening to Vernon. "Harry! Come take Mr. Malfoy's things to his room, while we become better acquainted."
"Yes Harry," Draco said smiling. "Here are my things." Draco smiled wider. Harry, still in shock, walked over to the blonde boy and took his suit case up the stairs. "Actually," Draco said turning his attention back to the Dursley's. "I'm rather tired for the journey. Would it be alright if I took a nap?" Vernon nodded and Malfoy followed Harry up to his room.
Harry was walking like a zombie up to his room. *THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!* That was the only thing he could think of as he lead the blonde boy up to his room.
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A/N:
He he he - ok... so what are you thinking? I have it planned out quite a bit and this is only the beginning! Review if you want more!
Summary: Draco has defied his Father's wishes and sided against him in the war. The only safe place for him during the summer is Harry's house. Will the boys continue to fight or find a connection on common ground? H/D fic - fluff ahead!
*fhailfdsfgkl* - thinking
~*~
If you see ^ those things around text then there is a letter being written or read!
~*~
ENJOY!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
To Love Your Enemy
By: Jillery Jae (J-J)
Chapter 1: Another House Guest
Harry was laying on his bed and number four Privet Drive. The summer was dragging on as it usually does with life with the Dursley's. They had gotten worse since Harry was gone. But they found a common ground for their own peace. Harry stayed in his room mostly, out of everyone's way.
Harry let out a sigh.*Only one more month!* Today was Harry's birthday. He had gotten another pair of Uncle Vernon's old socks. *Thought that counts right?* Harry tossed the old socks on his floor when he heard a scratching sound at his window.
"Pig?" Harry said out loud and he walked over to the window and opened it for the little bird to fly in. The tiny bird fluttered around the room very uncoordinated. Pig was carrying a box before he finally landed on Harry's bed. "Did Ron send you?"
Harry walked over to the bed and opened the letter attached to the parcel.
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-Harry
Hey, Happy Birthday mate! I hope the muggles are treating you ok? Soon we'll be back to school and you will be away from them. Unless you wanted to leave early??? Mum said it's alright if you stay at our house for the remainder of the summer! Owl me back with Pig!
-Ron Weasley
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Harry smiled widely now! *YES! NO MORE DURSLEYS!* Harry opened the box. It was full of chocolate frogs and cakes and candy. Even some Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. Harry also saw what looked like some of Fred and George's prank candies. *I'll have to try those out on Dudley!* Harry walked over to his desk and started to write Ron a letter.
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-Ron
How is everyone? Good I hope. I'd love to come and stay at The Burrow for the last month, Ron! I'll have to butter up Uncle Vernon though because, although he'd like to get rid of me, it would be making me happy and he can't have that now. I'll owl you back with Hedwig as soon as I know if I can come. Thanks for the great treats! (I was running deadly low!). Tell Fred and George that I'm planning to try theirs on Dudley!
-Harry
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While Harry was attaching the note to Pig's leg, two other owls came flying through the window left open. One, Harry could tell, was from Hermione. It was carrying a book shaped parcel. The other must be the school's owl. Harry watched as Pig flew out the window. He went over to the one from Hermione. He read her birthday greeting and opened the package.
Hermione had given him a book of play-by-play Quidditch moves and scenes from the most memorable World Cup games. "Wow Hermione!" Harry said, completely forgetting the other bird.
The other owl jumped on his shoulder and impatiently nipped at his ear. "Ow, sorry!" Harry took the letter and watched the two remaining owls fly out of the room. He walked back over to the window and shut it.
Harry plopped down on his bed. The envelope had two sheets of paper. The first was school supplies, as he had expected. The second, however, he had a very bad feeling about. "I don't like the looks of this."
Harry eyed the letter suspiciously then finally opened it. He knew that something was odd about this letter, and to his despair he was right. This definitely wasn't good.
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-Mr. Potter
I know that you are aware of how strong He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named powers are growing. I regret to inform you that many of the students attending Hogwarts have a very wavering future in the fight of Dark and Light sides. One of these students has approached Headmaster Dumbledore and myself of his dilemma. He has defied his Father and is in great danger. You must be aware by now, of all the magical protections on you're house at Privet Drive. This then, we have decided, is the safest place for this student to be placed.
~*~
Harry looked up from the letter. *They want me to have a student stay at my house? With the Dursley's? Who could it be?*
~*~
We would greatly appreciate if you'd allow Mr. Malfoy to stay at you home for the rest of the summer.
~*~
"Holy fuck!" Harry looked up from the letter. He was speechless, besides the vulgar language that he could muster to come up with. He went back to the letter.
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We know that you have not exactly been the best of friends with Mr. Malfoy, but his life is at stake and we know you could see past you're problems to reach the greater good. We have informed your guardians about this situation, only a slightly modified story on which Mr. Malfoy will inform you of when he arrives on July 31.
-Professor McGonagall
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Harry read over the letter many times. "This is not happening! This in *NOT* happening!"
He stood up with the letter still in his hands. He paced back and forth the room, kicking his old socks under the bed. "This. Is. NOT. Happ..." Harry heard a knock at the front door. He ran downstairs and saw his uncle grab the door open.
Harry snapped his eye's shut. He didn't want to know who was there. *Not Malfoy, not Malfoy, not...*
"Hello. I'm Draco Malfoy," Harry heard the familiar voice come from the front door. He opened his eyes and saw the blonde boy dressed in a baby blue tee-shirt and black slacks. He was carrying a large black leather suit case.
"Ah yes. We've been waiting for you're arrival." Vernon opened the door to let Malfoy in. Harry hadn't noticed Aunt Petunia and Dudley next to the door also. They we're in their best outfits. "Harry," Vernon bellowed. "Take Mr. Malfoy's things to you're room. He'll be staying there. He's the son of a very rich business man in London and,"
"What?" Harry questioned. *They think he's a muggle? They're hiding his true identity so he can stay here.*
"Who's that?" Malfoy said from the door. A smile was on his face. He obviously loved the situation he was putting Potter in.
"Oh him?" Vernon motioned to Harry, "He's just my nephew. No real importance to the family." Harry wasn't listening to Vernon. "Harry! Come take Mr. Malfoy's things to his room, while we become better acquainted."
"Yes Harry," Draco said smiling. "Here are my things." Draco smiled wider. Harry, still in shock, walked over to the blonde boy and took his suit case up the stairs. "Actually," Draco said turning his attention back to the Dursley's. "I'm rather tired for the journey. Would it be alright if I took a nap?" Vernon nodded and Malfoy followed Harry up to his room.
Harry was walking like a zombie up to his room. *THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!* That was the only thing he could think of as he lead the blonde boy up to his room.
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A/N:
He he he - ok... so what are you thinking? I have it planned out quite a bit and this is only the beginning! Review if you want more!