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You're the apple of my eyes. Drarry. Act 4It was, of course, another faithful day of course. The sky was dark and rain was pouring. But... it was good nevertheless. As I was just finished with my basket-ball activity and ran into one defeated looking Malfoy.

"FATHER!" The blonde was practically yelling, at his father, wow. "You said you'd be free today and able to pick me up! I've told Tobias to take a day off and go to his wife!" he said almost in panic. "She's delivering! Gosh! Who? Mother brought Johan with her and I don't know why Stanley drives for you! Aunt Dromeda borrowed Michael and Luke is with aunt Bella. huh what? LIAM? seriously father? he's ill! FINE WHATEVER!" he snap

You're the apple of my eyes. Drarry. Act 1It was another plain, long, boring day at my school when everything did happens. My school, Hogwarts, is after all an-all male school that made my fellas here all gay and even considering to like Draco Malfoy, the most pompous biggest sodding gitsy prat I'd even want to meet in my life. It was, really WAS a common fine day with sky as blue as Ronald's eyes and birds chirping like Sinnigan's happy musing with the fresh smell of flowers that remind me too much of Adrian's shampoo... yuck.

But then there was us, in the back seat, us. By us I mean, me, Sinnigan, and Pucey, three horniest student you'd ever met in the whole universe who instead o

You're the apple of my eyes. Drarry. PrologueLiving as a high school student is as boring and even worse than living as a junior high school student. You, your life, and your times are severely wasted to study unimportant thing that even your teacher not pretty sure if it'll be used in the future or not. All of those boring little bits are also including of study and do the useless test, study and sit for another exam, study and do your homework, and worst of all... study and fail. It's indeed only a bundle of useless situation that you, painfully plainly, will not be able to run from. Or as what my godfather always say, "It's the road to maturity."

And here's me, with bunch of my un-i

You're the apple of my eyes. Drarry. Act 2"I've seen student STEALING! PUNCH EACH OTHER! EVEN ALMOST PUNCHES A TEACHER! but this... Mr. Potter! Mr. Finnigan! Mr. Pucey! THIS! I've never heard or even expect a student... A STUDENT FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE MASTURBATING!" there come and go the voice of Albus Dumbledore, our ever so proud headmaster screamed through the corridor, leaving the whole class silenced, and us winced.

"Mr. Malfoy, please come here." Oh, he calmed down.

And then came the most beautiful view I'd ever wish to see in such a tense condition like this or any condition at all, even though its better when he visits me in my dream under certain condition, but this is okay, i

Break apart your heart. Drarry. Ch 2-Harry's POV-

"Draco? Are you really really really sure about this, mate?" I asked as I was being manhandled around by Draco Malfoy, pure-blood extraordinaire himself.

He grinned that cute grin of his that made every girl who catches it swoon and put his long slender hands around my shoulder. "As I said before Harry... If you want to win the girl, you should try to break some heart. Makes her want you, beg for you, plead on you..." he trailed at the end of the sentences, his face fell slightly but he was still smiling and I almost winced at the sudden lost of contact. "We gonna do something about this mop of messy black hair, remove these s

Break apart your heart. Drarry. Ch. 1- Harry's POV -

"When I call she doesn't answer, when I write she turned my owl back! And when I floo'ed her, asked where she's going to be for the whole day she said she's at home, sick!" I complained to my flat-mate who was sipping on his umpteenth cup of coffee in such relaxed fashion and arched his eyebrow bemusedly. "GINNY! Draco! GINNNY!" I screamed at the top of my lung and launched to him as soon as he puts his cup aside.

Draco Malfoy, the gits who turn his back from Voldemort who also drag his parents away to the safety house chuckled, emitting that deep beautiful yet light sound of his that gave me a little knot in my stomach. He,

Please Don't Leave...ch.2A/N Another chap~!! Wheee~! :3 I'm enjoying this a lot and I hope you guys continue to as well! And that all you lovely people also continue to show this awesome support for me as well~! :'3 It means a lot to me. ( And I'm not feeling really well at the moment, so I'll enjoy to hear your lovely reviews~! I have some sort of virus in my throat that may be strep, but it's probably not. And my stomach hurts a lot.)

Enough of my blabbering, on to the story! In case you didn't see in the previous chap,
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Break apart your heart. Drarry. Ch3-Harry's Pov-

I was watching, probably shamelessly staring straight to Draco's masterpiece. In front of me was a man with hair in the darkest shade of black, cut short and tousled around in a just-shagged way. His eyes were deep green, shining in a way they have never shone before, probably because Draco had taken him to this muggle hospital to do this thing called lasik. He was wearing clothes that looks good on him, not too expensive but very comfortable, they were all came in soft color, probably to avoid mismatching. I sighed and rubbed my face, I've been staring at myself for the past 15 minutes, marveled on how much Draco could change

You're the apple of my eyes. Act 5. Drarry“Here,” A sweet voice and a poke of something (pen or pencil, not finger or anything dirty, mind you) awaken me from my daylight musing about pink cheeks and mused blonde hair.

Another poke.

I turned to look at the sweet voice owner, a (very heavily) blushing Draco Malfoy that was holding a heavy looking stack of papers with his two delicate hands. “Yes, Draco?” Good Harry, don’t sound too excited.

“My side-notes… use them for the next test.” He blurted it out; I figure he had practiced the word over and over.

I blinked twice. “What?”

His face actually lit up, “Or even be

Mood Mint Madness Pt.2DRARRY! You no like, you no read

To Harry's horror, Malfoy spent the rest of the day meticulously cataloguing who turned what colour on a piece of parchment. He managed to catch a glimpse of it over lunchtime, while Malfoy sat in the Great Hall with his friends, furiously scribbling, and glancing around once in a while to take another look. He caught Harry watching him, and smirked at him. Harry's cheeks flared with heat and he quickly ducked back out of the Hall before Malfoy could figure out what was going on.

As for himself, there was an alarming amount of purple directed his way, and it was no wonder it had taken so long to pick Malfoy

Mood Mint Madness Pt.1DRARRY SLASH! You no like, you no read

"What are you staring at, Potter?" Malfoy snarled, the corner of his mouth curling up in derision.

Harry could only stare in mute fascination at the light violet glow surrounding his arch nemesis, shocked into utter silence.

Malfoy sneered at him and tried again, "I see your brain's gone the way of Longbottom's. Just wait, next your bank account will go the way of Weasley's."

Harry knew that Malfoy was insulting him and that he should do something about it, such as hex Malfoy's mouth shut. But he was entirely beyond anything but confused horror. No matter what expression or gesture Malfoy made, the p

Everyone Else - Part 10Genre: romance; high school + later years; drama; m/m

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Chapter 10a
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"Just you an' me. How 'bout it?"

Finlay twangs a guitar string. He's the perfect image of a cowboy pining against the backdrop of a romantic wilderness Charlie thinks he can see through his music, instead of the hospital room that has had him walled in for two days.

"I can't, Finlay."

"You can't or you won't?"

Charlie can feel the disappointment of a crossed child wash over him hotly. But if he stays here, he does not know how long it will be until he tries again. Until he breaks down and becomes a deadweight to all those around him. Finlay's charity is unnece

Mood Mint Madness Pt.5DRARRY SLASH No like, no read!

Harry sat in one of Dumbledore's chairs munching on a biscuit, waiting for Hermione to finish explaining the functions of Fred and George's mints. In typical Hermione fashion, she hadn't simply told Dumbledore her conclusion, she first had to take him through every single step of how her suspicions had been raised, theories tested and conclusions reached based on her previous week's worth of experiments. She had charts.

Harry sat back and let her lecture roll over him, occasionally eating a biscuit or lemon drop. Dumbledore was also sitting back and waiting for her to finish with the slight difference being th

I don't belong here. Drarry. OneshotWhen you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

I was a fool wasn't I? Oh I know I was, I don't have to repeat it myself. When you were near I tried to be far. But I still was trying to keep a patch around you, to keep us close even though we were located miles away, still to keep us apart even though we were inches close. I didn't stop you when you leave, I didn't keep you when you walk, and I didn't hold you when you fall.

I've never dared myself to look into those beautiful grey eyes of yours. Those eyes that going to speak words as in poem those eyes that going to sing song with

Time After TimePairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy

Rating: A mild T for mention of substance abuse.

This is a sequel to 'White House'--link below.

'Time After Time' belongs to Cyndi Lauper and Rob Hyman. 'True Colors' belongs to Billy Steinberg, Tom Kelly, and Cyndi Lauper. The Harry Potter universe belongs to JK Rowling.

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ONE

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,

And think of you

Caught up in circles confusion--

Is nothing new

Flashback--warm nights--

Almost left behind

Suitcases of memories,

Time after--

Harry lay on the bed, the twin he had slept in since he was five, and shuffled through a pile of photographs. Muggle Pol

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You're the apple of my eyes. Drarry. Act 3

by ~YunFuckJae, Nov 13, 2012, 2:59:45 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Romance / Post-Teen (Mature) / Introductions & Chapters

"Harry, dear, come out honey~ Eat your dinner." Came my mother's sweet voice disturbing me in the middle of my favorite activity. I was soooo sooo close to winning when my door creaked open, damn, must wrap up, quick too, damn! "Have you been wanking over someone's facebook picture again Harry?" Holy shit! I'm caught. "Get out Harry..." I gulped. "NOW!"

It's not nice to be interrupted by your mom when you're wanking. But walking around the home, naked, with a painfully raging hard on will always top anything you could think off. I'm such a shameless scum.

My mom is really a lovely woman, long red hair attached to a head with sweet pretty face and green eyes (like mine). And my father is also good-looking, black messy hair with glasses like mine, hazel eyes and warm look, but top of all, he's also a nudist at home. Just exactly like me. But no matter how cool they're having a raging hard on over your school crush really is... SHAMELESS

I sat down on the dinner table, started filling my plate with the random food my mom had cooked and chomped some nice bite before my dad lower his newspaper. Bad news, or good? I don't care. "Albus ringed today..." holy shite, trust Dumbledora to keep his mouth shut. "Such hormonal teenager you are..." he smiled mischievously at me.

We both chuckled.

"Well, who's the lucky girl?" Mom asked.

"I don't like girls."

A pregnant silence.

"Boy then?" dad offered.

"Maybe," I shrugged, wanting to run away from this awkward conversation ASAP

"You knew we're okay! look at-"

"I said maybe," I smiled at them warmly and went off to my room, needing a cold shower with Draco Malfoy attached in my brain