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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence
  Category:
      M/M, F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger/Ron_Weasley, Ron_Weasley/
      Other(s)
  Character:
      Dean_Thomas, Draco_Malfoy, Harry_Potter, Hermione_Granger, Other(s), Ron
      Weasley, Blaise_Zabini
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Language, Slash_sex, Mpreg, Sexual_Content, Spoilers, Angst,
      Tragedy, Drama, Humor, Parody, Mystery, Suspense, Romance
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  Stats:
      Published: 2007-05-28 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 2874
****** Foxed ******
by nikalove345 [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Harry and Draco are trying.....
     "Potter I am not going to play these kiddy games with you anymore. So
     stop. Now!" To Draco surprise Harry did stop.
     AN> Hey this story is un beta'd please forgive me. Looking for a beta
     now.....
Notes
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***** Marks *****
Author: nikalove345
Title: Foxed
Disclaimer: Don't own them
Summary: Harry and Draco...
Author's Note: The Story begins when Harry starts his six year at school.
 
 
 
Walking the halls of Hogwarts had become a routine for Harry since he’d been
back for his six year at school. The green eyed wizard was still cooping with
his godfather’s death. Harry started ignoring his friends over the summer
because of the bitterness that was beginning to spread over his entire body. He
held himself mentally and physically away from his friends, fearing that he
would take his angrier and pain out on them instead of the person it belonged
to. Voldemort. Harry’s blood started to boil at the thought of his adversary.
He pushed the thoughts of the evil wizard out of his mind. He focused back on
the issue of his friends.
 
If avoiding them didn’t work. He was as vague as possible during conversation.
All Hermione and Ron could do was look hurt and walk away. Harry consoled
himself with thoughts of bringing them closer together by his absence. They
were now officially a couple.
“At least they are happy together without the weight of my sadness bringing
them down.” Harry thought grimly to himself.
Harry let the pain and loneliness wash over him as he looked out the window.
“Why did you have to leave me Sirius?” Harry whisper out to the full moon.
“Who would want to stay with you Potter?” A cold voice asked from behind him.
Harry nearly jumped out of his skin. As Harry turned around, he grabbed the
inside compartment of his cloak where his wand was hidden.
“Easy Potter, no need to go reaching for our wands.” Malfoy sneered, making his
body visible for the first time. Draco Malfoy had been hiding in the shadows
watching the boy wonder looking out the window. Draco thought it would be a
perfect time to bring Potter down a notch.
“What the hell do you want Malfoy?” Harry said angered to be caught in such a
vulnerable state.
“Oh nothing, just watching you act as though you are a woman.” He sneered.
Before Harry could come up with a retort Draco attacked, knocking Harry out
cold.
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Harry woke up with his head pounding and neck aching. At first Harry didn’t
know where he was and then it hit him…
“Malfoy, that prat…I’ll kill him for this.” Harry thought to himself. The young
Gryffindor laid there for moment until he turned on his side and the sunlight
it his face. Harry realized he had been lying there all night.
After ten minutes of searching for his glasses, Harry hurried to the Gryffindor
bathrooms, so he could take a quick bath and head down to The Great hall for
breakfast. As the boy who lived walked, he realized there was a cramp in his
neck. Harry shrugged it off as a consequence of being knocked out cold on the
floor all night.
When he got to the doors of the Great Hall he saw the Patil twins. They burst
into a fit of giggles when they saw him. Harry took this as them being silly,
which they where 98 percent of the time.
As Harry walked down the table he saw Malfoy smiling mischievously as he
passed. When he turned to sit-down Dean Thomas turned and gave him a big smile.
“Who is she Harry?” He asked brightly
“What?” Harry asked confused.
“You know, the girl?” He said.
“What girl? What the hell are you talking about?” Harry said his confusion
evident in his tone of voice.
“Mate, if you don’t want to tell me. I understand it is a private matter.” Dean
countered his tone showing his amusement. When the other Gryffindor still
continued to give him a blank look, Dean said “You know the girl who gave you
that love bite on your neck.”
At first the green eyed boy didn’t understand, when realization finally sunk in
Harry’s hand flew to the left side of his neck where he had the cramp and his
scream of indignation turned the head of everyone in the Great Hall. Harry was
going to kill Malfoy.
Malfoy burst into laughter and left the Great Hall before Harry could reach
him. Harry would have followed but he had to rush to the bathroom and wash
Draco Malfoy’s bite off his neck.
 
 
Author’s Note: Hello everyone…. My story needs a beta so if your interest email
me. I revised this story because I wanted to make a multi chaptered fic. I know
this story is kinda fluffy but believe me it want stay that way for long.
Chapter two is almost complete. PLEASE REVIEW.
***** Loss *****

Author's notes: "Potter I am not going to play these kiddy games with you
anymore. So stop. Now!" To Draco surprise Harry did stop.
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"What was that all about?" Blaise asked as Draco and he left the Great Hall.
"Nothing." Draco answered innocently. Blaise gave him an odd look but said
nothing more as they headed towards Potions.
Draco sat down at the table he, Blaise and Pansy shared. He loved Potion class.
Professor Snape was really a great teacher and he enjoyed mixing the ingredient
to a complex potion. It was the only time he felt at peace with himself. The
world around the young blonde Slytherin was starting to cave in on him. His
father was pushing him to take the dark mark this summer even if he wanted it
or not.
"Hello Draky baby. Where were you last night? I waited and waited. “Pansy said
pushing her newly dyed blonde hair behind her ears. Draco gave her an annoyed
look. Pansy really was a stupid bitch sometimes, Draco thought to himself.
When all the students finally came in and were sited, Draco felt a rush of
disappointment because Harry wasn’t one of them. He started to have doubts
about what he was thinking of doing.
“How am I supposed to show you Potter, if you can’t even show your face…?”
Draco thought to himself.
Harry walked in and heated green eyes met amused grey ones from across the
room. Harry glared at the young Slytherin and turned away but it was enough to
make Draco’s doubts go away. He knew what he had to do.
‘Potter, you are twenty minutes late. That means’ Professor Snape said in a
snide tone of voice.’ You will stay after class and clean-up everybody’s things
and put them away in the Potion’s closet." All Slytherins except Draco
snickered.
If looks could kill, then the one that Harry gave Professor Snape should have
torn him apart. Harry did not say anything else for the rest of the class; he
just went to his desk and began writing down the ingredients to the Pain-
Reducing potion.
It was a long and exhausting class for Draco. You had to be precise with the
potion because if you didn’t you could increase a person’s pain instead of
reducing it. He finished his potion before everyone else including Granger.
Draco eyes kept going back to Harry during the entire length of the class. The
boy really was beautiful, Draco thought. Draco wanted to smooth out the hairs
that stuck out everywhere on Harry’s head. He vaguely noticed when everyone in
class began to leave.
Immediately upon the class leaving, Harry went to work on putting the material
back in the closet. Of course Draco followed him back there. He was not about
to give up a chance to be alone with Harry again.
Harry did not know that Draco was right behind him. He was to busy trying to
put a jar on the top shelf but his cloak was making it nearly impossible for
him to do, so he discarded it and tried to put the jar up their again. It was
no use but like the Gryffindor brave that he was, he would not give up. Draco
both admired and despised the fact that Harry never gave in. Harry would be a
challenge to conquer but Draco was up for it.
As a last resort, Harry tried to jump and put it up there, everything went fine
until he came back down. That’s when he lost his footing. Draco reach out and
caught him.
"Careful, careful Potter." Draco whispered into his ear. Harry went completely
ridged against Draco solid frame. Harry was shocked that Draco was there and
holding him tightly. When the Gryffindor collected himself enough to realize
the situation he was in, he began to fight Draco’s hold on him. It was useless
the blonde had him pent. "Potter I am not going to play these kiddy games with
you anymore. So stop. Now!" To Draco surprise Harry did stop.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry hissed.
"Oh, you will know that in time." Draco said.
“Potter, do you know how to grow and leave childishness behind?" Draco said
changing the subject.
"Oh and countering me in a closet makes you look really mature?" Harry ranted.
“Or, knocking me out cold last nig-" Draco cut him off by turning so that they
could look each other in the eyes.
"You didn’t die did you?" Draco smirked. His sarcasm only made Harry try to
fight him off. Draco licked the smaller boy’s upper lip. Harry froze. Draco
mind was in chaos. "I’ll make it up to, but not today." Draco let him go,
before he started something he wouldn’t be able to stop and turned and left.
"You hurt me." Harry whispered softly, still dazed from the Slytherins touch.
Draco understood what Harry meant. All the taunts and mean things he said when
they were younger. The Malfoy heir did the one thing he thought he would never
do. He apologized.
"I'm sorry Harry." Draco said and he turned and walked out the door.
Later that night, a pretty brown haired girl was on her knees giving her new
boyfriend a good licking. Hermione Granger never thought she would be in the
library giving Ronald Weasley a blowjob. She didn’t really know what she was
doing but she wanted to some adventure in her and Ron’s relationship. She read
in one of those muggle books that giving your boyfriend some attention in that
area was a sure way to keep him interested. So she had made her plans and asked
the Liberian for the past word so she could do some after hours “studying”. The
only problem was that Ron wasn’t responding to her. His cock was still soft.
Ron looked down at her and then away in embarrassment.
“What is it Ron? You are supposed to be enjoying yourself.” Hermione said her
hurt evident in her voice.
“Oh god Hermione, I am so sorry.” Ron said as he began to hurriedly pull his
jeans back up. Before Hermione could respond to this, Ron fled out of the door,
leaving her in the background. She began to cry,
***** Scares and Need *****

Author's notes: “A bloody Gryffindor…Ronald Weasley…? He was… beautiful and
…sad.”
AN> hey still looking for a beta.
===============================================================================
Author: nikalove345
Title Foxed Chapter 3
Pairings: Harry/Draco Ron/Hermione
 
Flashback
“Aunt Margie, I don’t want to play this game anymore.” Ron said tears forming
in his six year old eyes. He didn’t understand why he had to play without any
clothes on. Couldn’t he bounce the ball fully clothed? The six year old Ron did
not like the way his father’s sister looked at him, her eyes looking at his
private areas greedily. He wanted her to stop.
“Ronald, if you don’t like this game then let’s play another. Come here.” Aunt
Margie said a wicked smile on her lips. Ron approached her with caution, his
young mind telling him something wasn’t right. Her hands slid down his body,
making the boy in front of her tremble with fear. In her twisted mind, she
thought he was trembling with lust……….
End Flashback
Ron shook the thought of his childhood from his mind. His aunt was a very sick
individual. She did things to him that would have broken many people. Her
sexual assaults started mild compared to what she had in store for him.
The red haired Gryffindor was very ashamed of himself for running out on
Hermione like that. She must think he was some freak for not wanting her. God
she was beautiful but he just could not bring himself to want to be touched by
her. It was okay to when it was just kissing. Hermione had shocked the youngest
Weasley male by inviting him to come “study” with her after hours in the
library.
As Ron began to walk the grounds around Hogwarts, he was careful to make sure
the grounds keeper didn’t spot him.
“The grounds keeper probably is asleep by now anyway.” Ron thought to himself.
The memories started to overwhelm Ron at this time. He began to sob. His pain
making his entire body shake, he felt so disgusted with himself.
“Why wasn’t I brave enough to stop her from hurting me? It was all my fault?”
Ron thought to himself.
The rain began to drop.
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Dearest Blaise,
I am writing you concerning a special celebration that will be held in your
honor this coming summer. There will be some very important people in
attendance but do not get discouraged there will be people your age including
Draco Malfoy and others your age. The trip you had planned this summer will
have to be postponed.
Yours Always,
Zemina Zabini
Blaise read the letter through once more before taking out his wand and burning
it. He ran his hand through his black and swore to the heavens.
“Does this woman truly believe that I would serve anyone other than my fucking
self? A special celebration! Huh?” Blaise said to himself as he walked around
the corner. The black haired Slytherin wanted to run down to the dungeons and
reply to his mother but couldn’t because of his rounds as a Perfect.
Blaise saw the rain had started and he looked out the window and saw some idiot
just standing out there in it.
“Who the hell could this be standing in the rain and at night nonetheless?” He
began to walk towards the porch and the figure tuned towards him. Blaise breath
caught in his throat. “A bloody Gryffindor…Ronald Weasley…? He was… beautiful
and …sad.”
Ron had felt someone watching him and turn to find Blaise standing there
looking at him with those black eyes that didn’t show any feelings at all.
“Get out of the rain.” Blaise barked, not sure why his voice sounded so angry.
At first Ron hesitated and then he walked to Blaise. He stopped suddenly when
he saw Blaise pull out his wand but all the Italian boy did was summon some
towels. “Can you explain to me why you are standing the rain?”
“I…” Ron didn’t even finish the sentence before the sobs hit his body again.
Blaise stood there for a moment in confusion before he closed the distance left
between them. The Slytherin wrapped his arms around the thin Gryffindor.
“I tried to beg her to stop. She would only laugh.” Ron cried harder. He did
not understand why this boy’s touch felt so right.
“Shh.. it’s okay.” Blaise responded. He didn’t have any idea what Ron was
talking about but he thought that was right thing to say. They stayed that way
for a while. Ron slowly lifted his head and backed away from Blaise more than a
bit embarrassed.
Coldness filled Blaise when Ron left his arms. He wanted to demand the red head
to come back but Blaise thought that would be irrational.
“Thanks.” Ron said dumbly. He really was at a lost for words. Blaise didn’t
respond. He just continued to stare at Ron, watching one red stray lock of
hair. His face not showing what he was thinking. Then Blaise reached out and
ran his hand through fired colored locks. Ron stood there staring straight into
olive colored eyes. He felt like he was going melt from the look Blaise was
giving him.
Blaise thought Ron had the most beautiful blues eyes he had ever seen. Ron
flinched away, afraid of the feelings that were inside of him.
“I have to get back to the Tower.” Ron said, and fled for the second time that
night.
Blaise stood there a moment and turned and looked into the shadows and said,
“It is very rude to spy.”
“When have Slytherins been known not to be rude?” Draco responded. When Blaise
did not answer, Draco continued speaking “What exactly was I spying on? I came
at the very end when you almost kissed him.” When Blaise still didn’t respond,
Draco let the issue drop. He knew better than to push Blaise into speaking.
“Lets go to the Dungeons.” Blaise said absentmindedly, still thinking of hair
the color of fire and eyes the color of the summer sky.
Harry lay in his bed aching for something, needing something but he could not
pinpoint what it was.
Author’s Note: Well I hope you liked this chapter. Things are getting very
interest but you will not believe what happens next. PLEASE REVIEW
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