AN: Hello everyone, this is my first story ever, so please go easy on me. Hope you like it and please review.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters except for the plot line of this story. All rights belong to Meyer and Rowling.
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The wizarding world was in chaos. The dark lord was defeated and all his followers were either awaiting trial or escaped. Many death eaters had escaped once they realized that there dark lord had fallen at the hands of Harry Potter. Among one of the escaped death eaters was Bellatrix Lestrange and probably the most dangerous to have out on the loose.
Draco was a mess. He was currently, along with his mother Narcissa and his father Lucius, imprisoned in Azkaban awaiting trial. He was given dirty rags for clothes, something he'd never imagined he'd wear, his pale blond hair was dirty and hung messily over his eyes and ears, but his appearance didn't matter to him anymore. He felt like he was going crazy and the constant screams that echoed throughout Azkaban were driving him closer to insanity. He felt fear and like he'd never be happy again because of the dementors presence. He was always cold and trembling not only from the freezing temperature but from fear. Every night he would cry himself to sleep and the tears would wash away some of the dirt that was on his face. He covered his ears in an attempt to block out the screams but it didn't help much. Either way he hardly slept and had dark circles under his eyes. Draco had been in Azkaban for one month but it felt like a lot longer. He was afraid that he'd have to be there for the next so many years or worse, the rest of his life if he was found guilty. He knew he wouldn't survive.
Draco had been injured during the final battle with cuts and bruises the minor injuries. He'd gotten broken ribs and a sprained ankle. His injuries remained untreated because of the chaos that remained. Everyone was busy with healing the injuries of the heroes of the battle, burials of the dead heroes, searching for the escaped death eaters, and the politics. His bruises healed and most of his cuts as well except for the few that had gotten infected. His sprained ankle was also healing but his ribs caused constant pain. He was glad that finally his trial would be in the following week, but dreaded the results.
During Draco's trial, he was accused of being a traitor and for following Voldemort and they were ready to convict him of being guilty, but then the person he least expected to proclaim him innocent spoke.
"How can you all claim that he's guilty? You of all people should know what it's like to be under the control of Voldemort." Harry Potter said from the audience. There was a gasp from everyone when he said the dark lord's name.
"Don't say his name." one of the judges called out.
"No, I'll say it because I'm not afraid to and neither should anyone else be because he is gone. You all did as he said at one point didn't you? It was because you were all afraid of him, and so was Draco."
"Yes," Hermione said standing by Harry's side, "and even if Draco was a bully and a downright git at school, he is no murderer."
"And not guilty." Ron stood up cutting in.
"Yes he's not guilty. He never actually did any crime that you can punish him for." Harry continued, "Unless you would punish him for following Voldemort out of fear, in which case I would hope for a similar trial for those of you who did the same. Draco didn't kill anyone, kidnap, torture, steal, or do anything that you can convict him for." Harry said.
Draco was shocked when Harry proclaimed that he was innocent. He was forever thankful to him and even Hermione and Ron for talking up for him, especially after he'd treated them so badly before.
After a few hours of heated arguments, he was declared innocent. He had silent tears and he trembled from the relief of knowing that he didn't have to go back to the dark and cold cell in Azkaban that he had been in.
After Draco's trial, Narcissa was also announced innocent but Lucius was declared guilty and was given 5-10 years in Azkaban. Draco was glad that his mother was released but sad that Lucius wasn't. Even if his father had followed the dark lord, he had only done it to protect his family.
Draco made a decision while his wounds were being cared for by the Malfoy family
Doctor. He had made this decision the moment he was released from his imprisonment but it was made unconsciously. He would leave. He would leave his home and the wizarding world and start fresh somewhere else, somewhere far where nobody knew who he was or what he'd done. He couldn't keep living in the place where he would be forever hated by the people for everything that he was.
The doctor disinfected his cuts and gave him a potion for his ribs, but because the wound was untreated for a month, it would take a lot longer to heal than if he was treated earlier. The doctor gave him 2 clear coated creams. One to apply to his side before going to bed and another to apply whenever his side began to hurt or if he strained himself too much.
Draco told his mother of his decision and she didn't try to persuade him otherwise because she knew, she could see in Draco's eyes the hurt and the guilt that he felt. She knew he needed this in order for him to heal.
Draco boarded the muggle plane at the London international airport. He had decided to go to America and with the help of his mother they found a small town called Forks in Washington State. The place was perfect for Draco's liking. Draco liked that it was surrounded by green, that it wasn't overly populated and that it rained a lot. He liked the rain and the cold weather.
Once on the plane, first class, he lifted his medium sized luggage into the overhead storage compartment. He had charmed his luggage so it could fit a lot more that it normally could. He sat in his recliner seat and relaxed. This was his first time traveling by plane and he was a bit nervous. Draco was forbidden to travel by port key or to apparate because of his injury. He wanted the long ride over with already. Once the plane would arrive in Seattle, a paid driver would be waiting for him to take him to his new house. His mother had found a nice smallish house a bit retired from the rest of town.
Draco drifted off to sleep before the plane even took flight, but his dreams were anything but pleasant. Through his dreams he could see the faces of those he'd seen get murdered and the tortures he witnessed. The dark lord's face flashed through his dreams and he saw Harry fighting Voldemort. He saw Dumbledor's face when he was killed by Snape in the clock tower. He could hear the screams he heard in Azkaban and the fear and sadness he'd felt…
"…sir?" Draco jumped awake as he saw that a flight attendant was trying to awake him. "Forgive me for frightening you but we have arrived and you're the last on the plane."
Perspiration covered Draco's forehead from the dream he'd had. He quickly grabbed his baggage and left without saying a word to the flight attendant.
Draco found the driver and they quickly headed to Forks. It took about an hour and then when they arrived to his house, they had to take a small road that lead into the forest trees where his house was hidden behind. Draco liked the privacy. Once he entered his new home, Winky, the house elf that would be staying with him appeared and took his luggage. The house was completely furnished and to Draco's liking, the colors ranged from dark to light gray, dark green and a bit of black. The couches were dark gray and soft. There was also a large square window that had a view of the road that led into the house.
Draco gave his luggage to Winky who took it up stairs. He also went up the stairs with a bit of difficulty and headed to his room, the master bedroom. There were only two bedrooms and one bathroom placed between the two. The master bedroom faced the backyard of the house, which was nothing but trees and more trees.
The blond told the elf to prepare his clothes and then went to take a shower. He took off his shirt and stood staring at himself in the mirror bare-chested. He looked thinner from his stay in Azkaban and the time he was under Voldemort's control. His right side was bruised a nasty dark purple with some red and on his chest was the scar that he'd gotten in sixth year when Harry Potter hit him with sectumsempra in the bathroom. His hair was disheveled. He no longer cared to slick it back. That reminded him too much of how he used to be. He quickly undressed and got in the shower where he stood under the hot water allowing it to run down his body.
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The next day Draco found that it was cloudy. It would most likely rain in a few hours, but he decided he wanted to find the beach. He'd never seen the beach before and when he'd had the chance to see it in the airplane, he fell asleep. He dressed in black tight but not skin tight jeans, a black thermo and an expensive rainproof black jacket. He left the house around 8 in the morning. He took his new muggle, black BMW that his mother had bought for him. He turned right onto the main road, not really knowing where he was going. He saw a diner and stopped by for coffee. He normally skipped breakfast and had a coffee instead.
He ordered his coffee to go and asked for directions to the beach. Turns out he was going the wrong way. He was getting stared at while the lady got him his coffee. It's probably because in such a small town, people knew everyone, so a pale stranger was probably suspicious looking.
He paid for his coffee and left. He headed back in the direction that he came from towards La Push Beach. When he saw the ocean, he was excited. He parked quickly in the vacant parking lot, because no one else would be at the beach when it would rain, grabbed his coffee and started towards the shore. The seagulls were walking among the water and flying overhead squealing and the sound of the ocean was a continuous comforting sound of crashing waves. But the most comforting was the fresh air, the salty cold air that brought forth the mist of the waves towards the shore. It was strange, there was fresh air everywhere, but here at the beach it felt like you could actually breathe. You feel free and the darkness that engulfed you feels like it lifts away.
Draco felt like he hadn't actually taken a breath of his freedom until now. Breathing this air, he realized that his chest had been feeling compressed as if there had been a weight pushing down on him. That lifted now and he knew then that he'd made the right choice in coming here. This place would help him heal.
He walked along the shore until he found a large branch like wooden log thing. There he sat and stared out into the never-ending pool of water. He drank his coffee and just stared out at the ocean for a long while. The clouds turned darker and darker until they were almost black by midday.
Jacob was walking along the shore of the beach thinking, feeling sorry for himself when he saw him sitting there on the same branch he and Bella had sat on so long ago. The young man was blond and pale, and for a brief second Jacob thought that he might be a vampire, but he realized he wasn't. He was just really light skinned, more so than Bella. His pale blond hair was mussed and he just sat starring out at the ocean as if transfixed. He looked somber, and with his black attire, one might think that he was mourning a death. Jacob hadn't seen him before and wondered who the blond was. Did he just move to town or was he just a traveler passing through?
Jacob hadn't noticed but he had walked up to the blond and now stood not 10 feet away.
"Hey…" Jacob said and stuffed his hands in his cut off jean short pockets.
Draco looked up at the deep voice and was shocked to see a very tall, very muscular tan guy standing beside him saying hello. The guy had no shirt on and wore cut off jean shorts with sneakers. Was he crazy? It was cold and it would be raining soon, so why was he walking around like if it was the middle of summer?
"Hello." Draco replied not wanting to be rude, something he was working on.
He has an accent. Jacob thought and then saw that the young man had silver-like eyes. They were beautiful yet seemed full of grief and pain. Jacob's chest tightened. He felt his heart accelerate and he knew what was happening to him. The moment Jacob looked into those eyes; the one thing that reflects one's soul like a mirror, Jacob knew he was the one. He at last found the one who was meant for him, his soul mate. He imprinted on this stranger and it felt like all the sorrow he felt for not having Bella's love had lifted and he no longer cared.
"Are you ok?" Jacob heard that beautiful accent ask him. He had been starring at the blond without noticing.
"Uh…yea, sorry. So are you new around here, I've never seen you before?" Jacob's heart skipped a beat when he realized that perhaps he could just be passing by and would leave soon.
"Yes, I just moved to Forks yesterday actually." Draco said while Jacob went to sit by him. He was relieved to know that he would be staying.
"Well, welcome. My name's Jacob by the way." He held out his hand and Draco took it.
"Draco." The blond responded and noticed how hot Jacobs hand felt. "Aren't you cold?"
"Nah…here on the reservation, we're used to the cold." He smiled at the blond. "So where are you from?"
"London, I've lived there my whole life up until yesterday that I got here."
"What made you decide to move here? Did you move here with your parents?"
"I'm here alone and it's kind of personal as to why I moved here." Draco said and Jacob noticed the strain on his voice.
"Sorry…" Jacob apologized.
"It's alright; I just rather not talk about it."
Jacob knew then why he seemed so down and anguished. Something from his past was causing him to suffer. He wanted to hold the blond but knew if he did that, Draco would just freak out. They were strangers to each other, so now; Jacob's job was to court Draco.
Seeking for a new subject Jacob said: "So if you need a tour guide, I'll show you around. Not that there's much to see besides nature and the occasional diner." Jacob joked and smiled.
"Sure, that would be great." Draco smiled back. Why is Jacob being so nice to me? Draco was so used to getting glared at and cursed at, but never gotten any kind of kindness.
Then all of a sudden it started to pour down on them.
"Let's get out of here!" Draco yelled through the loud downpour and the two ran towards Draco's car.
"Get in I'll give you a ride." Draco told Jacob. He took his jacket off as he got in the car and then he felt a sharp pain on his side. Maybe running wasn't such a good idea. He held onto his right side gasping in pain.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" Jacob asked as he closed the door. He sounded worried.
"I just have a small injury. I'm ok." Draco said gathering himself and starting the car.
Jacob knew that a 'small injury' wouldn't cause him that much pain and discomfort. Not wanting to push Draco to talk if he didn't want to, he changed the subject.
"Sorry, I got your car all wet." Draco looked over and saw that Jacobs chest was completely soaked. He reached in the back seat and retrieved a box of tissues.
"Here" He said and slapped a tissue to Jacob's chest and it stuck as it soaked up the water. Draco chuckled and Jacob loved the way it sounded. He wanted to hear it more often.
"You'll probably need the whole box." Draco said and began slapping a bunch of tissues to Jacob.
"Hey, hey…I'm not a mummy to get wrapped in tissue." Jacob laughed and Draco smiled and handed over the tissues.
"So where am I taking you, home? You should go put some clothes on before you catch a cold."
"Yea, I live that way."
When they got to Jacobs house, Draco shut off his car and sat back. The only sound was that of the downpour of rain on the car.
Jacob grabbed a tissue and a pen that he saw on the dashboard and wrote something down on the tissue.
"Here," he handed the tissue to Draco. "This is my house number. Call me if you need anything or if you just need some company. I'd give you my cell number, but I don't have one."
"Thank you."
They said goodbye and Jacob got out the car and ran to his house. Before he went inside he turned and waved goodbye.
Draco pulled out and got back on the road to head home. He had originally planned to spend the day exploring the town but now, with the pain he had on his side, he wanted nothing more than to relax and stay warm.
The blond hadn't expected to run into someone like Jacob, and he found that he like his company. He would surely be calling him back; he might just turn out to be a new friend.
Jacob had dashed through his house and jumped out his bedroom window. He undressed and phased so he could follow Draco. He kept pace with Draco's car as he ran through the woods. He wanted to know where he lived so he could be near him. Jacob hadn't thought of it at the moment, but it hit him now. I imprinted on a guy! Is that even possible? Obviously it was because he did. But it didn't matter to him because he felt strongly for the blond. He was his reason for living now.
Jacob watched as Draco turned into a small side street that led up to a house hidden behind the trees. The car was turned off but the blond didn't get out. Is he ok? Jacob wanted to check on him but that would raise too many questions. About 5 minutes passed before Draco emerged from the car and headed inside his house.
Draco had stayed in his car recovering from another spasm of pain shooting through his side. When he entered his house, Winky was there almost immediately taking his wet jacket.
"Please start the chimney and make me something to eat while I change my bandages."
"Right away master Malfoy." Winky bowed and left to do as told.
Draco walked up the stairs slowly, gasping in pain. He should not have run earlier, it reinjured him once more.
Outside, Jacob walked around the house sniffing the air and catching Draco's scent. It was a mixture of honey and coconut. He smelled wonderful. Then he also caught the scent of something else, something that smelled earth like. He looked up to the bedroom window but couldn't see anything so he phased back to human and pulled on his shorts. He then climbed a tree where he was well hidden from the window. He waited a moment and then he could see Draco making his way to the room. Jacob's heart froze when he saw that he was in a lot of pain. He was gasping and holding his side and using the wall to help support him. Jacob had to restrain himself from going to the blond's aid.
"That can't be a small injury." He whispered to himself.
He watched as the blond sat down on his bed and gasped as he waited for the pain to subside. The blond then went to pull off his thermo and as his creamy pale skin was slowly exposed, Jacob wanted nothing more than to caress it and feel how soft it was. But then he winced as he saw the bandages wrapped around Draco's ribs. The blond grabbed a new set of bandages and a small round container. He removed his bandages and exposed a dark purple and red bruise that covered most of his right side.
Those are broken ribs. Jacob thought. Jacob's chest felt tight. He was anguished to see the blond this way and not be able to comfort him. If it wasn't for the rain, he was sure he'd have tears running down his cheeks.
Jacob heard a howl in the distance. It was Sam calling the pack together. He didn't want to leave but had no choice. He saw Draco applying a clear cream to his side and figured he would be ok till he got back. He quickly descended the tree, phased and headed towards the pack.
'Jacob you…' he heard Sam's shocked unfinished question.
'What the hell?' said Embry as he joined their mind connection, 'You imprinted on a guy?'
'Who is he? I've never seen him before.' Sam asked.
'Dude, that's just wrong.' Paul chipped in.
'Awe come on, leave him alone. It's not like he had a choice.' Seth said.
'We'll discuss this later.' Sam interrupted everyone, "I caught the scent of a vampire, and it was not one of the Cullen's."
We all gathered at the borderline where Sam was already waiting for everyone.
'I want us to split up and search everywhere, if it was Victoria, we need to catch her before…' Sam cut himself off as he and every pack member smelled the Cullen's.
They all stiffened as they saw Carlisle, Esme, and Alice emerge from the forest.
Carlisle spoke, "Alice said we'd find you here."
AN: What do you think? I had to wright a JacobXDraco story because there aren't many stories about them, and i love them together! lol Review and let me know what you think of it so far. :)