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the drarry chronicles

As Draco Malfoy got dressed for bed, he couldn't help thinking about what his father had said to him a few minutes before. He was going to the same school as Harry Potter! It was asinine, a joke, unimaginable  Draco kept telling himself, but it was true. Although Draco had never seen Harry in person, he knew that when he finally gets to meet him he surely would hate him. But when Draco's father had told him to strongly hate someone, he usually was getting orders from someone else. Someone of higher power than Lucius himself. Lucius thought that Draco didn't know whom the higher power was, nevertheless, Draco knew, and he was very displeased with himself upon knowing. The higher power is the Dark Lord himself, Voldemort. Upon finding out about the Dark Lord, Draco had decided not to go snooping around his fathers business anymore. As he climbed into bed and pulled up the covers, he decided that he'll put it out of his mind, well, until tomorrow when he has a chance of seeing Harry at Diagon Alley. The thought made him shudder violently. If he were to meet the legendary Harry Potter, Draco didn't know what he'd do. If he were nice to Harry, he'd be disowning himself as a Malfoy, let alone the son of a Deatheater. Draco didn't know why he cared about Harry so much, for he had only seen him in photographs in the daily prophet as a young child. When Draco had seen the picture (when he was nine) he quickly took it up to his room, cut out the picture and written information of Harry, and hid it in his room where no one could find it. Until a year later, when his father had given up looking for it, did Draco take it out of his hiding spot and put it in his memory box. With a lot of difficulties, Draco finally fell asleep around three in the morning. The only thing Draco could recall thinking before falling asleep as if Harry still has such a round boyish face. A few hours later his mother came in to wake him. As Draco lay on his bed face first, he tried to remember what his dream had been about. It was about the prophecy he had received on his eleventh birthday, in a little bit under a month. When Draco decided that he couldn't remember what the lady had said, a sudden thought came to his head. The lady had written it down, and the piece of parchment, and it's in his memory box. Draco's memory box is a cardboard shoebox of which he had painted black, silver, and green markings on it. As he reached under his bed to grasp the box, he glanced at the watch on the small desk next to his bed. ''It's seven, why would Mother wake me so early? '' This boggled Draco, but nevertheless, he is up and has things to do. So he dug through his memory box for a few minutes, then upon finding what he was looking for gave a small cry of triumph. It was a tattered piece of parchment of which the lady had written the prophecy on when Draco had asked her to do so. He read slowly at first, then faster the second time, and aloud the third time. '' You will fall in love with a small boy immediately after meeting him for the second time. Lust taking over you, you lead him over to a bathroom in the store. Once in, you begin to love on him, making the scared and alone boy feel loved for the second time in his life. '' You go to school together and continue to love on each other until the year ends. You not wanting to leave his side, you write to him. A letter shows up on your bed on your birthday. The letter is from the small boy, telling you how he truly feels about you. ''You, afraid of the truth, stop writing to him. Making him feel scared and alone once more. You continue to ignore him when school begins. You, mad at yourself, write him a letter telling him how you really feel about him. You place it on his bed before you go to bed. You fall asleep worrying about him and what he'll think. When you open your eyes in the morning, you find him in bed with you not taking his emerald green eyes out of your blue-gray ones. Your lips meet for the first time in a long time. '' As Draco read this, he wondered whom he knew with green eyes, let alone emerald ones. He came to the conclusion that the only people he knew with green eyes are his sister Maria, and his aunt Nymphadora Tonks,  whom he rarely got to see. His aunt is a shape shiftier whom of which can change any physical feature of herself, while his sister was born with green eyes, but neither of them had emerald green eyes, nor were they male. Draco came to realize that he had seen a boy when he was little. He didn't know his name, or what he looked like, only that he had emerald green eyes that made you feel warm and tingly inside upon looking into them, As Draco got dressed he thought about the boy some more. Then suddenly a thought hit him as if he had been slapped with something heavy and blunt. He has a picture of the boy, in his room. He walked over to his desk and reached for the photograph of a small boy with messy jet black hair and glowing emerald green eyes. Quickly Draco flipped over the frame to open it. Once he had seceded opening the frame, he felt like he'd been slapped again. For the name on the picture is Potter! Harry James Potter! The date was October 27, 1981! Draco quickly dug through his memory box, which happened to still be on his bed. When he found what he wanted he quickly read it over. Harry's parents were murdered on October 31 of 1981! '' I knew Harry Potter, why didn't Father and Mother tell me this? I knew Harry Potter! This is bullshit! '' Draco is very pissed off. Why didn't his family tell him, he had no clue. Tell him that he knew the legendary Harry Potter. Draco decided that he'd ask them, no demand them to tell him how and why he knew Harry. He finished getting dressed as fast as he could, not even caring what he put on and quickly ran down the hallways and the spiral staircase. When he had nearly reached the bottom, he heard his parents talking but immediately stopped upon hearing Draco jump off the stairs. '' Okay, why do I have a photograph of Harry Potter in my room, let alone the house? And why of all things am I in the picture? Anyone mind sharing! '' Draco demanded this with enough force to make someone cry, but as Lucius always says ' a Malfoy never cries. ' so neither of them cried but looked furious with him.  Suddenly his mothers face softened. She held out her arms, '' Draco, dear, '' Narcissa started but was quickly cut off by Lucius. '' Draco, how did you find out! What have you been doing! And why of all things are you clutching a clipping from the daily prophet! '' his father spat this at the top of his lungs, lip curling. Draco looked at his hand, indeed he was still holding the clipping and the photograph, but does it really matter? No, it does not. He took a deep breath and said. '' Do you remember the clipping about Harry Potter that went missing two years ago? I took it and hid it in my memory box, Along with a couple of other things about him. And the prophecy says that I will fall in love with a small boy with emerald green eyes, '' his mother opened her mouth to say something but Draco cut her off.   '' And it all adds up. I am to fall in love with Harry Potter. When were you going to tell me this! '' Draco spat this so vexedly, that he didn't notice that Narcissa was trying to restrain Lucius from hitting Draco. But she couldn't hold him very long, and he slapped Draco across the face. This made Draco even more infuriated, and he began to fight back, punching his father wherever he could reach. suddenly his mother grabbed Draco by the arms and pulled him into a tight embrace, rubbing his jawline very firmly. He immediately stopped fighting, and just stood there as he was Pleasured. He didn't know why (or how) it calmed him down, but it worked every time. His mother had always done it since he was a young child. And he had learned that if he rubbed it on the highest spot right below the ear, that it both felt better, and it calmed him down faster. Only when he had calmed down completely, did his mother let go of him and instructed him to go up the stairs and change his clothing, (for he is wearing a Christmas sweater and a pair of khaki shorts, with calf high mix-match socks.) he excepted that he didn't match, and swiftly walked up the spiral staircase to his room. Upon passing his sister's room, he noticed that  Maria was sitting on her bed with her favorite book on her lap. The book is about a mythical land of which it is completely made out of old story's, Babbity Rabbitty and the cackling stump; the fountain of fair fortune; the tale of the three brothers. He walked further down the hallway, turned left twice, turned right once, up a flight of stairs, left once more, then thirteen rooms down on the left side; and at last, he has reached his room. He had asked his mother and father if he could move his room to the back of the manor about a year ago. Narcissa wasn't too thrilled, but before she could say anything Lucius said that it was okay. So Draco quickly went to switch rooms before his father would change his mind. He quietly changed into something more normal attire; a pair of black skinny jeans, a black leather belt, a striped light gray and dark gray long-sleeved shirt, and a dark gray pullover hoodie. He changed his socks to a matching pair, and pulled on his converse and laced them. And he was about to grab his backpack as to fill it for the car trip when the door opened suddenly. He was immensely shocked to see his father standing in the doorway. He was even more appalled when his father walked in and locked him in a tight embrace. But the awe continued as his father said that he was sorry for everything and that he loved Draco. Draco wriggled his way out of his fathers grasp and said, '' Are you going to explain what is going to happen in my near future! '' Draco was so irritated that he still didn't know the reason for all this bullshit that he was going to fall in love with the legendary Harry Potter. It couldn't be true, could it? No, it can't. Besides the point, why would he date a guy? ''well Draco, you knew Potter beca-'' ''Harry.'' Draco corrected ''because we took part in the killing of his parents. Also, I was quite close to James Potter and knew the family well. They didn't even see it coming!'' Lucius paused to laugh maliciously, then continued on.  ''the prophecy states that you will indeed fall in love with the Potter boy an-'' ''Harry'' Draco said, obviously irritated. ''Annnd, you shall have sex with him.'' Lucius paused again to wait for his son's remark. ''I'm going to what?'' Draco is really confused. He thought, well honestly he had no idea what he thought. To think he has to make love to a boy, let alone Harry Potter. What's even weirder is that he knew how to have sex with a male. This is asinine! ''I know it's a little hard to take in, especially since this will be your first time and your straight.'' Lucius held his thumb and his forefinger together to make a circle with one hand, and with the other, put his middle finger and forefinger through the hole made by fingers. ''But what you have to do, is stick your two fingers up his assho-'' ''father I know how to have gay sex!''Draco yelled, cheeks red with embarrassment. ''oh'' Lucius said quietly, reliving his fingers from their duties. A thought hit him hard in the chest. ''where'd you learn to have sex with males, I honestly don't think that they teach you that in sex-ed.'' ''Vincent is gay, and he and his boyfriend have sex all the time. It's quite revolting.'' Draco gave a slight shudder, remembering how they did it. ''And are the Crabbe's informed about their son's affairs?'' ''As far as I'm concerned they do not know.''   Lucius muttered something about calling them, but Draco didn't hear the rest. ''we'll talk about this later.'' Lucius said, and without another word, he swiftly left the room leaving the still awed young blondie sitting on his bed. Once his backpack was full of drawing utensils and headed down to the living room. Lucius was in Maria's room and was talking to her. He walked down the hall some more, then the stairs to the living room. His mother was standing by the fire holding a small bag with floo in it. He walked towards Narcissa, who turned to look at him. ''Dear, you're going to Diagon Alley alone. You are going to travel by floo powder. Here is your list of what you need. And here's your money. Good luck my love.'' she gave him a small handful of the powder. He looked at the fire for a second then through the powder in the fire and ran through it saying 'Diagon Alley'

Draco was revived from fainting to something wet and warm on his tongue and a pleasant feeling on his lips. He felt around his mouth with his tongue finding out that the warm/wet thing was long, round, and had little bumps on it. Suddenly it began to move. Wanting to find out more about the thing that just so happened to be inside his mouth. The thing on his lips moved to different positions, the warm/wet thing wriggling around with his own tongue. Something on top of him moved. Draco opened his eyes but immediately lost himself in the glowing green irises of someone on top of him. When he finally took his eyes out of the other's, he saw that the person on top of him is a child with jet black hair, a lightning bolt scar just barely visible through the strands. Realizing who this is, Draco retracted his tongue, and the smaller boy got off of him. Once upright, Harry Potter stuck out his hand, Draco took it generously and was lifted off the floor. When he was upright as well, Draco quickly grabbed Harry's hand again and led him towards the bathroom in the store. ''Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy, we're going to do something together,'' he bit his lip, wondering if he really should continue. ''okay love.'' Harry's response was lacing his fingers together with Draco's and kissing his neck as they entered the bathroom. He struggled to hold back moans as Harry continued to kiss him sensually. Draco grabbed Harry's hips, as to tell him to stop kissing him. Draco quickly locked them in the bathroom, but when he turned to look at Harry, he was shirtless and was about to unbutton his pants but Draco stopped him. ''Love come here.'' he did as he was told, putting his hands on Draco's hips, as to pull him closer. Once again he stifled another moan as he unbuttoned Harry's pants. Pulling them down slightly, Draco pushed his hand in as to grope him. Harry moaned and unbuttoned Draco's pants as well, leaning in to kiss his neck again. It was Draco's turn to moan as Harry pulled down his jeans and undergarments and moved down as to suck him off. But before he could, Draco stepped back,  pulled off his sweatshirt and his shirt and leaned against the wall as Harry finished getting undressed as well. Once they were both naked, Harry once more advanced on him, sucking hard. Draco pulled himself out of Harry's mouth, whimpering slightly. He seemed to know the reason for the dreadful pause, and so he began to stroke his cock hard and fast. Draco is on the verge of flooding the whole place, but he held on a little longer until he couldn't any longer. He let out a little bit of cum, hoping that Harry wouldn't notice. To his dismay, Harry noticed and eagerly continued sucking. When no more would come out Harry bit the tip of his cock hard, making the rest of the bitter/sweet liquid come spraying into his mouth. When Harry took his mouth off of him, Draco pushed Harry against the wall and brought both of his legs up to his own hips. Harry moaned and wrapped his legs around his waist, throwing his arms around Draco's neck. Feeling hot and excited, Draco entered him, making the smaller boy lurch forward. Harry moaned hard as Draco moved his hips sensually, fingering him in a fast pace rhythmic to his hips. Harry kissed Draco's neck erotically as he moved immensely quick. Draco pulled Harry's head back and lustfully kissed him. Harry kissed back just as enthusiastically, moaning into his mouth as Draco continued to love him. A few minutes later Draco broke the kiss and began whispering in Harry's ear; ''Happy birthday my love.'' ''Thks'' was all Harry could get out through his heavy breathing. Draco laughed slightly, kissing his temple. ''Do I feel good?'' he asked and Harry gave an affirmative nod, seeming to not be able to speak. ''you feel amazing.'' and with that Draco once again met his lips. He didn't dare break the kiss as he noticed Harry's body tense up but instead began moving faster. He moaned deeply, his body tensing as well. Finally, Harry came, and he allowed himself to let go. He removed his fingers, and placed his hands under Harry, slowly letting his legs to slip off from his own waist. Once Harry was on the ground Draco said, ''I guess we had better go get our things for school, it starts next week.''

hey guys this is the first chapter,

hope you enjoyed it. 

with love, dracona