A/N I'm not sure where I'm going with this plot so please bare with me! Please read and review! If you decide to flame screw you and haha you just spent the last 10 minutes of your time reading a load of crap so I don't care if I'm flamed, flamer's suck
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CHAPTER ONE- DRACO
Harry jumped at the sound of the door of his muggle home at 4 Privet drive, it was not a casual knock but loud, demanding and desperate. He was home for the holidays for once and had been enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate before the banging had started almost 10 minutes ago now. Harry continued to ignore it and tried to take another sip of his steaming drink when another knock made him flinch spilling the hot chocolate down his lap, thankfully missing his crotch my mere inches.
He Rose to get a towel from the kitchen when he heard it, a voice that sounded all too familiar to him. It called his name and begged him to answer the door. Usually Harry would have ignored this voice and continued to get his towel but the pain and desperation that poured from that voice sent chills down his spine. Sighing he turned on his heels and stormed to the door before opening it roughly.
Draco Malfoy.
Although this was not the Draco Malfoy that Harry knew from school, no this was something else. His hair was a mess and his clothes sopping wet from the rain and his shirt almost torn off his body. Instead of the usual smug smirk on the boys face there was a look of agony and pleading. Harry looked down at Draco's body and gasped, almost falling back. The once white shirt was stained crimson and the dark liquid was seeping through the black trousers. With closer inspection of his face Harry also noticed the blood that smeared his head but was quickly washing away with the rain.
"What the hell happened to you Malfoy?" Harry gasped in shock when he finally recovered his voice stepping aside to allow the Slytherin to enter, silently thanking god that the muggles were out of the house. They would have killed him for the amount of blood that was dripping onto the floor as Malfoy entered slowly as if just walking was physically painful for him.
"I... I didn't know where else to go..." Draco muttered before his eyes fluttered shut and consciousness left him and he collapsed to the floor, Harry to shocked to catch him. Shit was the only coherent thought that he could muster. Harry stood still for a while, watching as the blood began to pool around Draco before e came to his senses and lifted the smaller boy and was surprised at how light he was, like he hadn't eaten in a long time.
Harry carried Draco up to his room and laid him haphazardly on the bed, seeing the boys arm bent at a funny angle he twisted it back then realised that it shouldn't actually be bending that way at all. Very carefully he manoeuvred the broken limb so it was led neatly by his side. Ignoring the injuries and blood Draco looked handsome. His blonde hair splayed out all around him, slightly tinged red as it covered his left eye, his grey eyes closed and peaceful like an Angel. There were no anger lines, or agony lines on his pale face. His complexion was pasty, almost white and his lips Rose red and slightly pouted, for an Angel he was certainly being cruel to Harry's mind.
He hated Draco, and yet at that moment he wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch him, whisper sweet words of comfort to him and heal him. Harry suddenly felt a shot of anger at whoever had done this, how dare they touch Draco, his Draco. He sat on the edge of the bed next to the sleeping form, for a minute he forgot about the circumstances of this encounter, he forgot that this was the boy he hated, who had made his life misery for the last 5 years and he reached out and stroked Draco's chin.
Draco's eyes darted open, wide and alert as his body lunged up, trying to get into a sitting position before crying out in pain and slumping back against the mattress. His body was rigid and his eyes filled with fear as they darted around the dark room as if he didn't know where he was, but he had come here so he must know. Right? Draco's wild gaze finally came to rest upon Harry; he froze for a moment then struggled and tried desperately to get away. All to no avail, Draco could barely move and yet he still wriggled further away only to reach a wall. Despite the pain the smaller boy pressed himself against the brick, using it to push himself into a sitting position.
He wrapped his good arm around his knees as he brought them up to his chest and began to rock slowly. He's mental Harry thought to himself, a thousand things race through his mind for what to do with the Slytherin but he decided on what he thought would be the best course of action, sooth the frenzied teen.
"Hey, hey it's me, Harry. Remember you came here?" Harry asked as he slowly made his way further onto the bed and closer to Malfoy trying not to move too fast so he didn't startle him. "It's ok, I'm not gonna hurt you, your safe here" he soothed as he reached Draco he saw he was trembling viciously and there were tears spilling freely down his face.
Very carefully he sat beside Draco, pleased that the boy didn't try to get away he placed an arm around his shaking shoulders and pulled him close so the blonde head was resting on his chest. Draco flinched but didn't pull away, in fact he snuggled his body closer into Harry's, seeking his warmth as the cold began to spread to his fingers and toes making him become numb.
"I didn't know where else to go... I was scared... Didn't know where else to go" Draco mumbled over and over against Harry's chest, his trembling had subsided a little but now it seemed more for the cold than fear. Harry gently lifted Draco from him and began to shift away when Draco clung to his shirt like his life depended on it. "Don't leave me!" The blonde panicked "Please don't go, they'll find me and when they do..." Draco trailed off, his eyes wide and begging with Harry not to leave him. Sighing, he carefully pried off the blonde's long fingers and let Malfoy flop down on the bed, his eyes sad and vacant as Harry sat next to him.
"Who will find you?" He asked in his soft voice trying to meet the blonde's eyes but Draco kept his eyes down without answering. "Malfoy, who is going to find you?" He persisted, and when Draco did look up he was taken aback by the concern in the older boys eyes. Draco's mouth moved but no sound came out Harry realised as he lip read the teen that he was just repeating the same to lines as before. 'I didn't know where else to go... I was scared... Didn't know where else to go'
"Okay, I'm gonna take you shirt off now but I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to help you" Harry spoke slowly as he realised how much bloody Malfoy was losing. The blonde just kept on his silent mumbling so Harry, very gently, turned Draco over so he was lying on his back and he pulled him closer so he didn't have to lean over the bed to get to him. Harry knelt beside Malfoy and began to undo the shirt, inch by inch, button by button the red painted flesh was revealed.
"No! No, no, no, no, no, no! Don't look!" Malfoy pleaded trying to pull his body away from Harry with his one good arm. Harry rolled his eyes and dragged Draco back probably a bit harsher than necessary which he regretted when Draco's eyes went wide and he gasped a look of sheer agony on his face.
"DRACO!" Harry bellowed making the smaller boy stop struggling and stare, eyes bambi wide at Harry his face a perfect mask of fear. "I said I am not going to hurt you, now you are bleeding badly and if you don't accept my help after coming to my doorstep at 10 o clock at night then you can damn well go back out there and I will watch as whoever did this to you takes you back! Do I make myself clear to you?!" The fierceness in Harry's voice was enough to send waves of terror threw Draco's body, let alone the threat to go back to... Back to them. He nodded quickly and placed himself back in front of Harry, his breathing still a little panicky from the fear.
Harry took a deep breath, slightly regretting his outburst but at least it shut Malfoy up and got him to sit still. He finished with the last few buttons and pull the shirt back, only to have to run to the bathroom and throw up what little of his hot chocolate he had managed to drink, it must have still been hot or something because Harry's throat burned!
After he had finished dry heaving he brushed his teeth and washed up his face before re-entering to room only to find Draco curled back up against the wall, sobbing 'I didn't know where else to go... I was scared... Didn't know where else to go' with his knees once again against his chest. Oh great Harry thought Here we go again!
TBC!!!!
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Amy
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