Dear loyal reader,
I am pretty sure by now, you may have discovered I don't write about the same things as normal people would. I like to write about : Hurt and comfort, Embarrassment, Choosing the wrong friends and Love.( I don't usually write about straight couples, because it does not flow well with my writing.) We all know J.K Rowling owns Harry potter, lets get that straight. There are a few things I want to sort out before I start this chapter; Harry is abused (Not for the squeamish ), Draco and Harry hate each other. I am not sure if I want to write about all that so I'll just tell you. Draco is gay.(Of course, but harry does not know. Nor does Draco hold romantic interest in harry.) The last thing you need to know is while writing this fan fiction, I often thought about what abuse could do to your social interactions, so we might catch harry flinching or something along the sorts. Shall I begin.
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The fourth school year was ending, and Harry who did not want to return to Privet drive , was making a important visit to Dumbledore.
"There has to be some were for me to go.", Harry pleaded, but professor Dumbledore stood pacing back in fourth his large office. Harry was unsure on if the silence was a good thing or not. What was Dumbledore trying hard not to say? Harry thought.
"Your not going to like this Harry," The elder man paused , stroking his beard," Snape will willingly take you for the summer, but you must know he has a godson. They are very close." He started pacing again, Harry eagerly scooted up in his chair.
"Who?" Almost positive that it was Draco, his expression sunk into a frown.
"Well Harry you see his godson is Draco Malfoy, Draco has been staying with him since..." He trailed off not wanting to talk about you-know-who or Lucius.," Draco looks to him as a father. Its up to you, if you go or not, but Professor Snape tries to help out as much as possible. We really should not keep him waiting."
" Please... Let me go," harry moved closer to Dumbledore and shook his hand. Dumbledore nodded " Thank you." Harry whispered.
" Oh and Harry, be kind to Draco." Harry sprinted down the hall to the common room.
"Password." The fat lady asked this every time. Not once had harry not known it, the pattern was getting on his nerves.
"Pig Snout," A large hole appeared in the wall. Harry entered the common room, rushing up the boys stairs.
"Ouch," Ron said. Harry didn't notice he was stepping on the red heads foot.," Harry are you O.K? Your never this exited to go back to the muggles." Harry swinging clothing into his bag, not bothering to fold them, turned around.
"I don't have to go back Ron! I talked to Dumbledore and he's letting me stay with..." suddenly unsure of weather or not it was a good idea to tell his best mate he was staying with the Severus Snape, "somebody." Ron caught on.
"Who?" It was to late Harry was already done unpacking, he grabbed his wand and started to leave. Then suddenly ran back giving his best mate a friendly hug.
"Tell Herminie I will miss her O.K. I'll write you guys."
"O.K, Mum says your welcome to stay a week if you want." Ron was on the verge of tears. He always got like that, over the summer. Harry left.
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Snape stood, with a scowl on his face. Malfoy had already left on his broom. Harry was late, " I am sorry, I went to your office and you were not there. So I ha..." Snape cut him off.
"No apologies lets go, I sent Draco home already so he could start dinner." Snape grabbed his broom, Harry following did the same. The journey to Snape's house was quite, all Harry could think about was Draco really cooking for them. All Snape was thinking about was that Harry would be eating with them. They soon arrived to log cabin, a place harry never would have expected Snape to live.
"You live here?" Did I really just say that, that was rude. Blush rushed to Harrys cheeks. Severus leaped down of his broom, a door slammed. Harry sat still hovering mid air on his broom.
"Uncle Sevus!" Draco ran up to Snape squeezing the man tightly, not yet noticing Harry was there. Snape pointed at harry. Draco let go, and regained himself. " Dinner is ready." He walked closer to Snape then whispered. "I did not know we would be having Potter over. How long is he staying?" Snape whispered something back, and by the look on Draco's face you could tell he was not pleased.
" Well Potter, it seems you will be staying with us. " Draco exclaimed. Harry hopped of his broom and placed the Firebolt at the side of the house.
"Come in, it seems that dinners getting cold. So lets eat, but after I'll explain the house rules. " Draco lead the way back into the wooden house, it was a very warm home, welcoming you each step into it. Harry could not help but wonder were Snape kept all his potions, the house was full of muggle things. The farther they entered the house, the better it smelled.
"What did you cook for us Draco?" Snape asked. He too was hungry and the smell was driving him crazy.
"A ... um ... family recipe." Draco was ashamed of his cooking, He loved to cook.
"Your being quite harry, is something wrong?" Snape sat at the head of the table, Draco started to bring dishes out.
"No... Well yes, I was thinking about privet drive Sir. I am so happy I didn't have to go back this summer, Thank you." Harry felt relived to have thanked Snape, but worried now that Snape would be curious why he did not want to go back. Draco soon brought in a large turkey, corn bread, pudding, and of course pumpkin juice. He left the kitchen to get the rest." Do you always cook this much food?"
" Yes, Dr... never mind. Why? Worried about your figure Potter." Snape smiled, it was a joke but potter was uneasy at the large amount of food. Draco brought in greens, and fried sausage, sitting them in front of harry.
" That's all of it." Draco slumped back in his seat, and took his portions of food. Large portions, Snape did the same.
"You really out did yourself Draco!" Snape praised. Harry said looking at his empty plate for a moment. This grabbed Draco's attention he stared and went back to eating. Halfway through dinner harry still sat there, unwilling to take the food. Snape noticed but did not want to embarrass harry. Draco spoke up.
" Potter, your plate is still empty." Harry blushed, embarrassed and afraid of what might come next. Draco reached over or the plate, harry flinched. Hoping nobody would notice he regained his poster. Draco handed Harry back the full plate. Harry twisted his fork through it, feeling strange now that all eyes were on him. Finally he took a bite. And another,Harrys body did not agree, he had not eaten food in at least a week and his stomach was not felling the love. The shrunken stomach could not hold that much food. Making poor Harry feel sick.
"Where's your bathroom?" Harry whispered to Snape, trying to make sure Draco did not hear.
" Halfway down the hall to the left." Harry got up from the table his face now turning a ugly shade of Slytherin green, and walked down the hall. He wanted to run but running would give away something was wrong. In the bathroom Harry locked the door,and sat on the wooden floor. It took less then a minute for Harry's stomach to give up, puking up more food then he had been given. Harry got up his breath reeked of vomit. Privet drive, that is what to blame for this; the abuse, the absence of food, and dehydration. That is why I am sitting in Professor Snape's bathroom right now.
" Harry, are you o.k ?" Draco was out side the door, Harry opened the door facing the Slytherin. Shaking his head, signaling yes. A lie of course. " I have to go over house rules with you now, Uncle Sevus... I mean Snape is in the basement. Of limits, that's the only are of the house of limits, but there are things you can not touch." Draco paused had he really just called Snape Uncle Sevus in front of Potter. This was going to be a long summer. " Potter, I assume you understand this is the bathroom, this is the guest bathroom, there are two others. One in Snape's room and one in ours."
" Wait we share a room?" Harry looked stunned.
"Well, your a guest to my room. It has a pull out bed." Draco wanted to tell Harry how he used to come over to his godfathers house in his early years of abuse, and sleep on the pull out bed. He wanted to tell harry that he spent his summer here, but his father didn't know. Nor care. Why was he wanting to open up to the raven haired boy. Why did he care, this was potter! He led potter through the rest of the house and then listed the rules;
1. Lights out at 8:30, bed time at 9:00.
2. No rude or unfriendly remarks can come from anybody under the age of 30. ( Harry thought this one was funny)
3. No magic, unless you don't want to attend Hogwarts next year.
4. Money is to be spent in a wise manor.
Draco looked at the clock . 7:15. " You better start getting ready for bed Potter." Harry looked up at the clock too. 7:16.
"Ohh." He started digging through his bags trying his best to find pyjamas but almost all of them had holes or did not fit. He blushed , when he pulled out a oversized white t-shirt.
" Is that what you plan on wearing to bed Potter?" Draco said with a laugh.
" Um almost." Harrys ears warmed at the thought of what kind of cloths Malfoy owned, of course harry had money. It could only be spent on the must have items, thought.
" Come here." Malfoy said, but there was still the demanding tone in his voice. Harry did as told and came to Malfoy's dresser, Malfoy pulled out to silky pairs of emerald green pants and black shirts. Slytherin colors of course, he had other colors, surly he did this to embarrass Harry. Handing the cloths to Harry Draco soon began to put his own on. Harry couldn't help but notice the Slytherin prince was attractive; his pale skin glistened, toned body that contoured every curve, and... something unattractive harry knew them so familiar cuts, scars across his back barley noticeable to those who were not looking. Scare's that formed words. words like, Malfoy, ugly, unwanted. And others that could not be made out. Harry had not had long enough to look , when Malfoy... No Draco slid his shirt over his head.
" Well go on." Draco pulled out the bed harry was to sleep on. Then removed two covers and some pillows from his own bed to give them to harry. Harry hated his body, now more then ever. His skinny frame was swallowed in Draco's clothing. Draco noticed but did not say anything. He did however bring up another topic.
" Potter why are you here? I mean you don't like Severus and you Hate me." This was a good point, Harry had no reason not to tell Malfoy the truth now. The truth could wait though. Could they just stay enemy's for one more day.
" Sod off Draco, Its non of your business." Did I just call Malfoy by his real name, Harry flinched at the thought. Malfoy noticed. Harry walked over to his cot like bed and laid.
" You called me..." Draco stunned turned over to face potter, who flinched again. This time moving away.
" I know Malfoy now go to sleep, I am tired and made a mistake!" Harry whispered but in a yelling tone he then faced the opposite direction and mumbled a few curse words.
" Harry, I am sorry... I don't know why your here but it cant be good." Malfoy closed his eyes , not caring how the raven haired boy answered. Malfoy was, now asleep and snoring softly.
" I am sorry too ." Harry whispered as he tried to stop thinking about why Malfoy had those cuts. Harry regretted being so mean to him, he always snapped when people got close to him. At some point he feel asleep, dreaming about his parents , privet drive and ... Malfoy
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Dear reader,
I could not make this a short story. It had way to good of a plot going on. I hope you guys are enjoying my Drarry fan fictions. I need reviews, really bad. Tell me what I wrote wrong, what could have been different, or if you liked it. I am very sorry about how slow it got near the end, but the next chapter has something exiting going on in it. I already started writing it so expect it by tomorrow. I got lazy editing this one that's why its so late.
