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First off I want to thank every one who reviewed my story so far! All your support has given me the confidence I needed to continue! I love you all for it! You know who you are! : D XD HUGGLES
Chapter 2: Explanations
Harry stood frozen and was surprised to see them. Lupin came up from behind the green eyed man and said to the two professors "Professor Dumbledore, Severus," He nodded to the two men before continuing. "What brings you two here today? I thought you guys were coming here tomorrow."
Dumbledore spoke up with seriousness in his voice, but also with that very same twinkle in his eyes that Harry knew all to well. "We know Remus, but some things came up, and we had to bring someone here." Harry was about to speak up, but Dumbledore held up his have to silence Harry, and continued what he had to say. "The Weasley's brought him hear so they are all here as well." That's when Harry spoke up.
"Excuse me, Professor, but who is this 'mysterious' guest?"
Just then, he heard Mrs.Weasely's voice from down the hall. "Come on dear, don't be shy, its okay, that's it. In here, There you go, you can relax right there." That was when Mrs.Weasely and the 'mysterious' guest walked in. It was the non other, Draco Malfoy. Only, he looked different.
He looked older, but also he was paler, thinner, and his skin had bruises all over his body. None on his face, except for a black eye. Draco also looked frightened, and tired. Harry could tell that Draco had gone through hell over the summer holidays.
Then Harry spoke, "Bloody hell Malfoy, what happened to you?" The black haired man ran up to Draco to get a better look at him. He placed a comforting hand on the blond's shoulder softly. Draco winced and was shaking. Harry looked deep into his eyes, and it felt like time had froze for the both of them. The-Boy-Who-Lived could see fear and pain in the other man's eyes... and yet he could also see love and trust caged up as if they were afraid to be released. As Draco looked into Harry's green eyes, they had seemed to turn into melted green orbs that reminded him of a meadow on a spring day. He saw kindness, trust, patience, and worry in the Golden boy's eyes. Harry broke the eye contact and sat on the floor right beside Draco's feet, and he looked up to Dumbledore to hear the rest of what he had to say.
Then Dumbledore continued "While you and Remus were in Canada, I received an owl from young Malfoy here, saying that his father, Lucius, had showed up at Malfoy Manor after breaking out of Azkaban. As it turned out Harry, Lucius was beating Draco, because he was angry at the fact that his only son could defy the dark lord, Voldemort," Mrs. Weasely winced at the name, and Dumbledore continued "and fight on our side, the side of light. His mother, Narcissa, tried to protect young Malfoy from his father. Three Auror's and a Dementor showed up in the same room as the Malfoy's were in, and Lucius pointed his wand at his son. The Auror's saw Narcissa jump in front of Draco just as Lucius said the unforgivable curse of death... and she was instantly killed of course. That was when the Dementor kissed Lucius, and Draco was taken to the Ministry of Magic so Arthur could take him back to the Burrow until Severus and I showed up and we came here."
It took Harry a few minutes to take in all of this information. He realized that Draco was now like him, an orphan. His mother was dead, and his father is practically dead in Azkaban, because he now had no soul. 'Well, Malfoy should know how I've been feeling all my life. I hope he now understands how I feel, because I can definitely relate to how he feels. And I know how it feels to be an orphan. I guess I should be there for him if he needs to talk or something.' He thought to him self.
Then Dumbledore spoke again. "Now that you know why he's here, I believe it's time that we discuss where he can sleep. I know that Ron and Mr. Malfoy still do not get along and, young Malfoy does not want to be alone. I thought that perhaps it is a good idea to have you, share your room with him, Harry." Harry nodded and listened more attentively to what Albus was saying to him. "An extra bed will be in your room for Mr.Malfoy in a bit." Dumbledore looked at the time. It was 10:30 pm, and at that moment a young girl with bushy brown hair, Hermione, came in through the fire place and was followed by a medi witch from Hogwarts, Madame Pomphrey.
"Ahh, Poppy, good thing you showed up." Said Dumbledore "Harry, could you please show Poppy and Mr.Malfoy where your room is? I believe young Malfoy here would like his wounds healed in a more private place than in a living room." Harry nodded and got up when Dumbledore spoke once more. "And don't worry about your things. They'll be up there when you get there. You are excused now, and you should get some rest your self, you had along day."
Of course, Harry was not that tired now, but he went anyways. He hugged Hermione before he went up a couple flights of stairs, and he turned right and went to the third door on his left. Harry got to his room and opened the door. His walls were as red as crimson, and the ceiling was black. His bedding were made of silk and were black as night. The structure of his bed was a canopy style, and the curtains to go around the bed were red just like the walls.
Draco was breath taken with the size and how beautiful the room looked. Who would have known that Harry could have good taste? Then the blond also noticed the clothes that Harry had on for today. The black haired boy was wearing a green sleeveless shirt, with grey faded jeans that hugged his every curve and inch of his body, and yet letting him breathe. Draco could tell that Quidditch had also done Harry's body really well as well. Let's just say that Draco was turned on a bit just from looking at Harry.wink wink
Draco looked to his right and saw a black couch and sat on it, so Pomphrey could heal his wounds. Then he got up and caught Harry's eyes and asked "Um... Har-er, Potter, do you have any extra pajamas that I could borrow until Severus brings me my clothes tomorrow?" Harry nodded and replied.
"Well yes I do as a matter of fact." Harry went to one of his dressers and pulled out two pairs of pajamas. Both sets were black and silky. Harry passed Draco a pair and said "Here you go, if you like them you can keep them. And one more thing, call me Harry, not Potter." The golden boy smiled at the blond to show that he was being honest. Draco nodded slowly and smile before replying "Thank you, Harry."
The two boys looked over at Pomphrey as she said "Well boys, I'm going to transfigure this couch into a bed for you Mr. Malfoy, and then I'm going to get going."
Harry and Draco nodded their thanks as Poppy left the room after transfiguring Draco's bed. His bed was similar, only his bedding was red and his curtains were black. The boys changed into their pajamas and went to their respective beds.
Ohhhh.... Finally I'm done another chapter! I hope you like it! :) Please Review! I promise to make another chapter soon!
Hugs!
- Robin the bird
First off I want to thank every one who reviewed my story so far! All your support has given me the confidence I needed to continue! I love you all for it! You know who you are! : D XD HUGGLES
Chapter 2: Explanations
Harry stood frozen and was surprised to see them. Lupin came up from behind the green eyed man and said to the two professors "Professor Dumbledore, Severus," He nodded to the two men before continuing. "What brings you two here today? I thought you guys were coming here tomorrow."
Dumbledore spoke up with seriousness in his voice, but also with that very same twinkle in his eyes that Harry knew all to well. "We know Remus, but some things came up, and we had to bring someone here." Harry was about to speak up, but Dumbledore held up his have to silence Harry, and continued what he had to say. "The Weasley's brought him hear so they are all here as well." That's when Harry spoke up.
"Excuse me, Professor, but who is this 'mysterious' guest?"
Just then, he heard Mrs.Weasely's voice from down the hall. "Come on dear, don't be shy, its okay, that's it. In here, There you go, you can relax right there." That was when Mrs.Weasely and the 'mysterious' guest walked in. It was the non other, Draco Malfoy. Only, he looked different.
He looked older, but also he was paler, thinner, and his skin had bruises all over his body. None on his face, except for a black eye. Draco also looked frightened, and tired. Harry could tell that Draco had gone through hell over the summer holidays.
Then Harry spoke, "Bloody hell Malfoy, what happened to you?" The black haired man ran up to Draco to get a better look at him. He placed a comforting hand on the blond's shoulder softly. Draco winced and was shaking. Harry looked deep into his eyes, and it felt like time had froze for the both of them. The-Boy-Who-Lived could see fear and pain in the other man's eyes... and yet he could also see love and trust caged up as if they were afraid to be released. As Draco looked into Harry's green eyes, they had seemed to turn into melted green orbs that reminded him of a meadow on a spring day. He saw kindness, trust, patience, and worry in the Golden boy's eyes. Harry broke the eye contact and sat on the floor right beside Draco's feet, and he looked up to Dumbledore to hear the rest of what he had to say.
Then Dumbledore continued "While you and Remus were in Canada, I received an owl from young Malfoy here, saying that his father, Lucius, had showed up at Malfoy Manor after breaking out of Azkaban. As it turned out Harry, Lucius was beating Draco, because he was angry at the fact that his only son could defy the dark lord, Voldemort," Mrs. Weasely winced at the name, and Dumbledore continued "and fight on our side, the side of light. His mother, Narcissa, tried to protect young Malfoy from his father. Three Auror's and a Dementor showed up in the same room as the Malfoy's were in, and Lucius pointed his wand at his son. The Auror's saw Narcissa jump in front of Draco just as Lucius said the unforgivable curse of death... and she was instantly killed of course. That was when the Dementor kissed Lucius, and Draco was taken to the Ministry of Magic so Arthur could take him back to the Burrow until Severus and I showed up and we came here."
It took Harry a few minutes to take in all of this information. He realized that Draco was now like him, an orphan. His mother was dead, and his father is practically dead in Azkaban, because he now had no soul. 'Well, Malfoy should know how I've been feeling all my life. I hope he now understands how I feel, because I can definitely relate to how he feels. And I know how it feels to be an orphan. I guess I should be there for him if he needs to talk or something.' He thought to him self.
Then Dumbledore spoke again. "Now that you know why he's here, I believe it's time that we discuss where he can sleep. I know that Ron and Mr. Malfoy still do not get along and, young Malfoy does not want to be alone. I thought that perhaps it is a good idea to have you, share your room with him, Harry." Harry nodded and listened more attentively to what Albus was saying to him. "An extra bed will be in your room for Mr.Malfoy in a bit." Dumbledore looked at the time. It was 10:30 pm, and at that moment a young girl with bushy brown hair, Hermione, came in through the fire place and was followed by a medi witch from Hogwarts, Madame Pomphrey.
"Ahh, Poppy, good thing you showed up." Said Dumbledore "Harry, could you please show Poppy and Mr.Malfoy where your room is? I believe young Malfoy here would like his wounds healed in a more private place than in a living room." Harry nodded and got up when Dumbledore spoke once more. "And don't worry about your things. They'll be up there when you get there. You are excused now, and you should get some rest your self, you had along day."
Of course, Harry was not that tired now, but he went anyways. He hugged Hermione before he went up a couple flights of stairs, and he turned right and went to the third door on his left. Harry got to his room and opened the door. His walls were as red as crimson, and the ceiling was black. His bedding were made of silk and were black as night. The structure of his bed was a canopy style, and the curtains to go around the bed were red just like the walls.
Draco was breath taken with the size and how beautiful the room looked. Who would have known that Harry could have good taste? Then the blond also noticed the clothes that Harry had on for today. The black haired boy was wearing a green sleeveless shirt, with grey faded jeans that hugged his every curve and inch of his body, and yet letting him breathe. Draco could tell that Quidditch had also done Harry's body really well as well. Let's just say that Draco was turned on a bit just from looking at Harry.wink wink
Draco looked to his right and saw a black couch and sat on it, so Pomphrey could heal his wounds. Then he got up and caught Harry's eyes and asked "Um... Har-er, Potter, do you have any extra pajamas that I could borrow until Severus brings me my clothes tomorrow?" Harry nodded and replied.
"Well yes I do as a matter of fact." Harry went to one of his dressers and pulled out two pairs of pajamas. Both sets were black and silky. Harry passed Draco a pair and said "Here you go, if you like them you can keep them. And one more thing, call me Harry, not Potter." The golden boy smiled at the blond to show that he was being honest. Draco nodded slowly and smile before replying "Thank you, Harry."
The two boys looked over at Pomphrey as she said "Well boys, I'm going to transfigure this couch into a bed for you Mr. Malfoy, and then I'm going to get going."
Harry and Draco nodded their thanks as Poppy left the room after transfiguring Draco's bed. His bed was similar, only his bedding was red and his curtains were black. The boys changed into their pajamas and went to their respective beds.
Ohhhh.... Finally I'm done another chapter! I hope you like it! :) Please Review! I promise to make another chapter soon!
Hugs!
- Robin the bird
