Seekers Play Rough

It’s Harry's Seventh year at Hogwarts and tensions—and hormones—are running high. Harry and Draco are pitted against each other for a place in a professional Quidditch team and a scare with a love potion results in complications in the bad boy/hero relationship. Violence, drugs, incest, angst, Shoggoth’s Old Peculiar, Voldemort, and the death of Trevor the toad are all elements in this awful, awful fic.

It’s Harry's Seventh year at Hogwarts and tensions—and hormones—are running high. Harry and Draco are pitted against each other for a place in a professional Quidditch team and a scare with a love potion results in complications in the bad boy/hero relationship. Violence, drugs, incest, angst, Shoggoth’s Old Peculiar, Voldemort, and the death of Trevor the toad are all elements in this awful, awful fic.

Qudditch and angst. Huttah!

The angst continues as Draco corners Harry and Harry has QUITE the wrong reaction.

The angst continues as Harry decides upon an effective way to piss Draco off

In which angst abounds--for a change.

In which Harry has a dream, Draco is desperate, and the fun continues.

In which we finally--FINALLY--figure out did (and didn't) get the elixir!

You can see by the annual rings on a tree when damage has been done. There are scars and signs of healing, and a specialist can tell you how and when these traumas occured. Some people have sacrs and rings, too. Some people need a pain they can control, a pain they can see, and a pain they know will go away. Every scar is a badge, a sign that one has chosen to be hurt and has chosen to heal, something you can't do with emotinal wounds.

After coming to a firm mental mindset, Draco sets off to find Harry. Conveniently, The Boy is alone is Snape's class.

After being cornered and deeply, shall we say... disturbed, Harry proceeds to make WAY too big a deal out of everything. And Draco enjoys himself. Per usual.