Ok, hello again. This chapter was written by me (Scap, Duh) so it's going
to very bed 'cos I think Iam a terrible writer and I have no idea why any
one, let alone a really cool author like Crystal, would want to co-write a
fic with me.
Warnings: Slash, slash, slashity, slash. If you don't like, don't read. And if you don't like and do read then don't send us flamers 'cos you were warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not Crystals. We aren't making money from this, it's just a fic by the fans for the fans.
Enjoy ^_^
Chapter two.
Draco hadn't meant to wonder so close to the edge of the forest, he knew of the `dangers` there might be as could he remember word for word all the stories that had been told to him about bad little children that got to close to the edge of the forest that his kind called home.
But as soon as he heard the soft laughter carried on the summer's breeze, he couldn't help but go and see where the joyful sound was coming from.
He had followed the sounds till he could see the edge of his home, he followed till he could see what was beyond his home!
Draco made his way slowly and quietly nearer so he could get a better view of the boy of around the same age as him self, running in and out of the patches of light that dotted the cool green grass.
From what Draco could see the boy was slightly taller then him self with messy black hair that fell slightly over his eyes and glasses, further away from the boy was a young man that seemed to be chopping something `Must be wood` Draco thought to him self.
The young man also had black hair like that of the boy, who was nearer to Draco, he presumed that this young man must be the boy's father.
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After watching the boy playing for a while the man left when the boy run up to the man and told him something.
Harry (Draco had very good hearing, so when the young man turned back around and yelled "Remember Harry, stay here!" then continued on his way, Draco had heard it loud and clear) had carried on what he was doing and Draco carried and watching.
That was until he felt the thunderstorm coming.
Harry had most predictably not felt it as Harry was not an Elf and Draco was. Being an Elf meant that Draco would know that a storm was coming before it did, among other things.
Draco (who was sitting in a tree) quickly jumped down and fled back into the forest hoping to reach home or to some kind of shelter, before the downpour started.
Unknowingly he had attracted the attention of Harry who immediately darted into the forest after him.
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Draco had managed to find a surprisingly comfortable cave to take shelter in before large droplets of rain came hurtling down on a kamikaze mission to crash into the hard earth.
The said cave was in the side of a large hill that over looked part of the East side of the country sized forest.
On the floor of the cave were plenty of sticks and dry leaves and other things that would provide good kindle to build a fire and keep it going for a long time.
So in no time Draco had a fair sized fire going to give him both heat and light as the sky had turned as dark as night.
Looking out at the view from the mouth of the cave, Draco could see a small, shivering figure stumbling over tree roots and rocks and looking for the all world completely lost.
After a further few minuets of squinting and other such things that Draco tried so he could see better through the sheets of rain, the little Elfin boy realised that it was Harry, the one that he had been watching. Without a seconds thought, Draco was out the cave and running down to the other boy because the other boy had at that same moment collapsed to the ground totally unconscious.
Warnings: Slash, slash, slashity, slash. If you don't like, don't read. And if you don't like and do read then don't send us flamers 'cos you were warned.
Disclaimer: Not mine, not Crystals. We aren't making money from this, it's just a fic by the fans for the fans.
Enjoy ^_^
Chapter two.
Draco hadn't meant to wonder so close to the edge of the forest, he knew of the `dangers` there might be as could he remember word for word all the stories that had been told to him about bad little children that got to close to the edge of the forest that his kind called home.
But as soon as he heard the soft laughter carried on the summer's breeze, he couldn't help but go and see where the joyful sound was coming from.
He had followed the sounds till he could see the edge of his home, he followed till he could see what was beyond his home!
Draco made his way slowly and quietly nearer so he could get a better view of the boy of around the same age as him self, running in and out of the patches of light that dotted the cool green grass.
From what Draco could see the boy was slightly taller then him self with messy black hair that fell slightly over his eyes and glasses, further away from the boy was a young man that seemed to be chopping something `Must be wood` Draco thought to him self.
The young man also had black hair like that of the boy, who was nearer to Draco, he presumed that this young man must be the boy's father.
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After watching the boy playing for a while the man left when the boy run up to the man and told him something.
Harry (Draco had very good hearing, so when the young man turned back around and yelled "Remember Harry, stay here!" then continued on his way, Draco had heard it loud and clear) had carried on what he was doing and Draco carried and watching.
That was until he felt the thunderstorm coming.
Harry had most predictably not felt it as Harry was not an Elf and Draco was. Being an Elf meant that Draco would know that a storm was coming before it did, among other things.
Draco (who was sitting in a tree) quickly jumped down and fled back into the forest hoping to reach home or to some kind of shelter, before the downpour started.
Unknowingly he had attracted the attention of Harry who immediately darted into the forest after him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Draco had managed to find a surprisingly comfortable cave to take shelter in before large droplets of rain came hurtling down on a kamikaze mission to crash into the hard earth.
The said cave was in the side of a large hill that over looked part of the East side of the country sized forest.
On the floor of the cave were plenty of sticks and dry leaves and other things that would provide good kindle to build a fire and keep it going for a long time.
So in no time Draco had a fair sized fire going to give him both heat and light as the sky had turned as dark as night.
Looking out at the view from the mouth of the cave, Draco could see a small, shivering figure stumbling over tree roots and rocks and looking for the all world completely lost.
After a further few minuets of squinting and other such things that Draco tried so he could see better through the sheets of rain, the little Elfin boy realised that it was Harry, the one that he had been watching. Without a seconds thought, Draco was out the cave and running down to the other boy because the other boy had at that same moment collapsed to the ground totally unconscious.