Long Strides to a Short Walk The REVAMP!

CHAPTER 11 C

Long Strides to a Short Walk The REVAMP! 2017-2018!

An AU, OOC, HP/DM slash fiction

MPG READ THE WARNINGS PAGE FIRST!

Summary: In their 6th year of school, it's now the end of the Season; as keeping with a Wizard Tradition, 'The Captain's Bet Dinner', Quidditch Captains Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter are about to take a short trek that will take them on a long journey, as a bet goes wrong, when hearts become the collateral, and lives, the folly of the Fates. 

After bungling best friends with misguided 'pure intentions' stick their noses where they do not belong, the result becomes a Domino Effect, as others past & present are suddenly caught up in the fall.

Rated NC-17

By: AshleyMistMalichi 

Disclaimers: Don't own, don't sue. All that is mine are MY OC's, my plot, and that's it.

The rest is OWNED by: J K Rowling & Warner Brothers.

ONCE AGAIN!!! Warnings: AU SLASH, M/M fiction, MALE PREGNANCY

Pairings: HP/DM, RW/BZ, Re/Ti, OC/? With past references to JP/LM

Simple Summary:

A bet gone wrong,

Many a love gone sour,

Many a mistake made right,

And many a right wronged.

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It wasn't that Draco was afraid of his father... well, he was, but in a respectful way.

His father had always taken great pains to train him in to know right and wrong in the duty of being a Malfoy. 

He'd even given him a book on his 6th birthday that was called just that: 'The Art of Being a Malfoy'.

'Merlin'.

All that year, and in the many since, he'd been grilled and taught, grilled and taught, leaving no doubt in his mind that if he could, he'd just run away from it all.

Of course there were good points: being born an aristocrat, the wealth, the prestige. 

On the other hand, there were bad ones too: the inevitable marriage to some female Pureblood twit that he'd have to bed and get with child, just to continue the long line of Malfoy.

A tiny bubble of hysterical laughter hit him hard, leaving him shaking.

"Hm, 'Daddy', I wonder just where the hell in the bloody 'Malfoy Family Handbook' was this chapter: "So, you want to be your own Heir maker eh?"

'Merlin.'

At the soft snort behind the curtain, he jumped slightly. 

Crap, he hoped Potter hadn't heard that.

The sudden commotion from the other room startled him yet again.

"Where IS my SON!? I demand to see him! NOW, woman, and I don't have all bloody day!"

'Merlin! Well, no time like the present to face this.' And Draco steeled himself, waiting, trembling, wishing he could just run away, far, far away.