Chapter 1:
Harry felt so alone staring out the window as he couldn't wait till tomorrow morning when Ron was gonna come and pick him up. Suddenly something moved in the darkness from across the street. Harry had to strain his eyes till the figured walked under a street light, he couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw blonde hair wip in the wind. The figure was out of the light as quickly as it had come and it was as if the strange creature hadn't been there at all, but Harry saw it and new his ceriousity would win in the end, so he grabbed his coat. He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard his Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia in the kitchen moving around and talking lovingly. The raven walked as slow and silent as he could making sure they didn't hear him open and shut the door. He did it so gentle that it took five minutes just close it.
Then without another thought he raced across the road to the street light looking around franticly then stopped to let his emeralds focus. Whatever had been hear was gone now probably miles away if it wasn't human, but Harry had a sinking feeling that it was a human a human in a dier need of help. Harry had decided to go back to his room and put the stranger out of his mind when his eyes locked on a putle of blood heading toward the park not far from where he was now. As quiet as a mouse Harry strold into the park trying not to startle the unknown person or perhaps animal.
Harry almost stept on the spred out creature basking in the moonlight with sliver hair laying over his close lids as if in a deep sleep, the only sign that he was in pain was the harsh breathing as if he was being drowned slowly and couldn't find himself above water. The person before him was the very person he wished would have disappeared just a short time ago, yes the figure was known other than...Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin Ice Prince. The blonde had his left hand over his right forearm three inches below the shoulder sqeezing desprately. It was hard to tell in the dark, but there was somthing on Malfoy's arm.
He had a strong erdge to just leave the boy on the grown and return to his room, but looking at the pain that spread on his face brought out Harry's protective nature for the weak. Harry had never seen someone, so vulnrable and in such pain as if the torture curse was on him at this ver moment which was impossible. Before he convinced himself otherwise he scooped up the boy finding him surprising light then sped off toward the Dursley house.
All three Dursley's rushed in the front room at the sound of the front door slamming into the wall. Uncle Vernon went to scream at Harry for waking everyone when his eyes landed on the blonde Harry had curled up to his chest. The bonde had on a dark silver tanktop with black pants, but he lacked shoes and a jacket which means he was indeed in a hurry.
Seeing the little papered-spoiled-braty-ferret in such a state threw Harry and he didn't know how to deal with this Malfoy. Aunt Peituna cleared the couch, so Harry could put him down. It was like the Dursley's and Potter where actually going to work together for a boy his supposed to hate and a child the three of them didn't know. Harry ordered for Dudley to get a bowl of cold (not to cold) water, his Aunt to get a couple of blankets and rags, and finally for his Uncle to please (it almost killed him to say that) fetch his wand on his dresser in his room. Without complaints the three set off to get the items for the bo as if in a trace.
He put the wet rag on the blonde who was still clenching his arm despratly on his forehead. Harry's Aunt placed the two blankets on him gently, then stepped back with her husband watching with horror and ceriousity as Harry felt the boy's pulse. Dudley however leaned on the back of the couch staring mistifide at Malfoy.
"Dang, if we had babes like this at my school I'd be in heaven." The chubby boy grinned as he watched the muggle-hating rich papered Prince.
"We if you had babes like this at your school, you'd be gay." Harry hissed trying to think of a spell to help, but coming up short since he didn't really know what was wrong.
"Why would I be gay if a beauty like that was in my school, huh Harry?" Dudley growled, but lowered his tone when Malfoy sqermed in his sleep.
"Because, Dudley Malfoy is a male, you know a guy, your own gender?" Harry looked up to see Dudley's face screw into horror and disbilef. Harry simple rolled his eyes then pulled the blanket to Malfoy's waist.
That's when Harry noticed Malfoy's arm cover in black ink. From the spot his hand still covered down the black marks seemed to snake around his arm. Going into a circular motion around his skin till it was on the palm and split into five smaller lines curling up his fingers till they went on the finger nail that was black ending the strange lines. What really caught Harry's attention though was the very bright green mark on the back of his hand, it looked like a emerald tattooed into the skin. That's what the image reminded him of was a tattoo, but when he rubbed his hand across it he felt strange and new it was ink, but in a weirdo sorta way it was more similar to a scare. A curse Harry desided that it had to be a curse he's never heard of or seen before. In very clear sliver written in the middle of the green design was the words 'CRUCIO'. Fear entered Harry as he wondered why in bloody hell would Draco Malfoy have the torture curse written on his skin as if it was a birthmark or something.
Harry's heart stopped when he saw Malfoy's eyes flutter than shoot open as if had just been zapped. He was sitting before Harry could stop him or even attempt to. His usually grey orbs glowed a ferice silver banishing the fragile boy Harry just saw. His eye darted around the room frantic, but ditermined to understand, first he glared at the Dursley's then he stopped moving and breathing all together when he turned his head locking gazes with Harry Potter and he was infact only two inches from touching the other boy face to face. Hot breath washed over his cheeks when Harry let out a sigh of relief.
"Potter? What the bloody hell am I doing hear?" His voice sounded just like it always did when he was challenging Harry, but the sneer wasn't there and the anger didn't meet his eyes anymore.
"Not dieing. I found you in a near by park curled up in pain, so I brought you hear what I want to know is...Why was a snot-nosed, spoiled, brat doing in the muggle world?" Harry snapped meeting Malfoy's challenge happy for something to happen that he was actually good at. Right before Hogwarts let out Harry had been winning all of there little
"That's known of your concern, Gryffindor Trash." Malfoy stood with the speed of a snake getting in Harry's face well neck, since in the past year Harry has managed to surpass the Slytherin in height. Being shorter though changed nothing as he still held the venhem of a vipor.
"If it wasn't for this trash you would be in the middle of a muggle play growned probably freezing to death." Harry didn't back down and for a minute Malfoy seemed to decline the invitation to start a fight, but then he rose to the bate.
"I would rather be died in an ally, then except your help, so next time leave me." The words held know emotion behind them as the Ice Prince returned with his usual sneer.
"Well, if my help is that bad then leave go find out how this world works and hope you don't run into a guy with a gun...right you don't know what a gun is do you? Well, Malfoy what's it gonna be you've never even see the muggle world before now i bet you anything." Harry's words startled the Dursley's who always thought he could never become a bully. Harry himself had forgotten the Dursley's were even there.
Malfoy looked at Harry and he faultered for a minute, but then remembered he was a Malfoy and stomped to the door throwing it open. Harry watch after him realizing for the first time that his scar was burning and without a second thought he grabbed the blonde's wrist turning him on his heels.
"Sorry...don't go...Malfoy" The words sounded more desprait then Harry could ever remember sounding. Grey orbs watched emerald questioningly then shut the door again looking toward the muggle folk. Harry thought for a minute then rushed up to his room ignoring his 'families' complaints as he began to pact. He handed Malfoy bandages because he was still clench that same spot on his arm as if it held the biggest secret in the world. After the blonde bandaged his whole arm, wrist, and hand stoping at the nails he watcched Harry suspisously.
"Were are you going?" Malfoy saw him pact clothes for a very long time, his invisible cloak and map, but the blonde didn't know what those things were. He stuffed a couple more things in his bag before he went to get Hedwig only to remember Ron already had her. Harry was thinking about what else to bring till he looked at Malfoy and for the first time realized that the usually heathy boy was skinner them himself and that ment he was been starved to death.
"You mean were are we going? And I'll tell you later, when was the last time you ate anything?" He also looked filthy like he hasn't be in a shower in forever, his hair was almost as wild as Harry's and his eyes lost all their spite. A bandaged hand ran threw his hair as he thought about Harry's question looking down at his abdomen knowing thats were the scar'd boy was looking.
"I don't know...three weeks or four I guess...I mean I have these...and I use a spell to recreate water when I run out..." The Ice Prince pulled small red berries out of a little pouch on his hip with a weird water conteen. He only had four berries left and the water was unlimited due to his use of magic.
"You haven't eaten anything, but those berries in four weeks? WHAT THE HELL!" Harry jumped to his feet to retrieve food for the blonde, but of course the Slytherin was stubborn.
"I don't need your help, Potter." The sneer returned to his face, but fell as quickly as he forcedd himself to make it. He was hold Harry's wrist with his bandaged digits with hardly any strength at all. One minute the were glaring daggers at each other and the next Harry was catching the blonde who managed to fall without moving. He clunshed his arm again and bit his lip till it bleed to keep from screaming.
"We need to owl Dumbledore." Harry jumped up, but was tripped by the blonde nocking him over. When trying to catch himself he jerked landing on the Ice Prince. The Slytherin was still glaring, but his face was twisted in pain and his lip had a gash from where his teeth are sunk in it.
Harry don't know why he did it, but he reached his thumb up to Malfoy's lips using it to make the blonde unclench his teeth. The moment that his teeth escaped his lips he gasped, but the pain wasn't as bad now, but he was still like fire up his arm. Without thinking or having a reason Harry leaned down out put his lips to Malfoy's. Odimaticly he got the tast of blood on him then licked the Ice Princes cut getting a shiver from the other boy. Harry's hand went to the back of Mal - no - Draco's neck deepening the kiss. After a minute of hesitation Draco slowly began to kiss back the pain forgotten...no gone, the pain had vanished the moment their lips touched and Draco didn't know why. His arms snaked around Harry's shoulders as the Raven's tounge slid in his mouth caressing it theroly. They kept kissing more passionately every second till Harry's Uncle banged on the door asking if the boy was still alive.
With that they jerked apart staring with flustered faces. Harry held back a chuckle when Draco looked away from him his face getting even brighter. He could see the longing and hope in the blonde's grey hazed over eyes as he noticed all of Draco's defences fell showing all of him in those mercury pools. That was all Harry needed as he began to laugh before walking over to his desk to write a letter.
"Your not telling Dumbledore." Draco was on his feet heading to Harry's desk angerly. The kiss put at the back of his mind as the letter over rooled it, yes he couldn't alow that old wizarding muggle-loving fool to know. The redd never left his pale features though as if it was...
"Draco, was that your first kiss?" Harry found the answer when sliver orbs jerked to the ground and he got even brighter if that was humanly possible. He seemed add color when he realized Harry had used his given name as if they were always friends.
"Stop trying to change the subject." He barked, but all the anger was gone and he refused to look away from the floor. Harry began to laugh at how apsolutly cute Draco looked. When Draco jerked his head up to silence the laughter he was pulled into another kiss. The blonde's hand landed on Harry's chest to push him away, but couldn't find the strength and ended up kissing back despraitly wishing that it would never end. They didn't pull apart till neither of them could breath anymore.
"Ron I was messaging Ron, that's were we're going tomorrow." Harry explained still breathing rather hard. A look of pure horror pulled on Draco's face then it turned to rage at Harry, at the Weasel, and at the world for being so unfair. That look on Draco's face was the same one he always had at Howarts when he started a fight with Harry.
"Sorry, but i have no interest in spending my summer with your love-sick-puppy." One minute the blonde was longing for Harry's kiss then he was trying to piss the raven off. It really was starting to get on Harry's nerves, but he new that Draco hated Ron, but the thing he called the red-haired really made Harry's blood boil.
"What's your problem I just saved your ass and all you have to say is insults toward my friend?" The anger was rising between both of them, Harry noticed Draco clench his arm and clench his teeth, but this time he was determand to stay on his feet know matter the pain.
"I didn't ask for your help, what's wrong Potter did I hurt the golden boys feelings? Would you you have prefered if i called him your little gay lover instead, or your love slave?" That sneer that Harry hated so much appeared on Dra - no -Malfoy's face with the cruelty he's always used against Harry.
"Bastered!" Harry went to punch Malfoy in the jaw, but saw him shut his eyes and flinch at the last minute Harry slowed his fist, so it merly laid on the blonde's cheek. Grey orbs opened when he realized that he wasn't going to get hit. Harry still had the ergde to beat Malfoy's face in, but also wanted to kiss the blonde again, so he settled with walking away and sitting on his bed. The golden boy kept watching the blonde who began to fidget under his dazling emerald gaze. His hand slowly slid off his arm dangling next to his side. When Draco yawned Harry stood up and pulled the blonde into the bed next to him. They were curled up together since it was made for only one person. Draco's head was barried in Harry's neck with his arms inbetween their bodies and his legs intangled with Harry's. Harry's arms however were rapped title around Draco's waist portectivly the fight completely forgotten as they both dozed off into dreamless sleep.