"-Harry this is insane!"Fred hissed pounded his fist against the table."You're saying that you have to die to stop Voldemort?"
"We've killed him five times."Harry stated quietly."He just comes back madder each time. His soul is in me!I cana feel it."Harry hissed."I am the last thing that's keeping him alive!If I have to die to save the world then so be it!I've been ready for death since Sirius died."
"That wasn't your fa-"
"No!Then who's was it?"Harry demanded eyes flashing in anger."I will die, now or later. Death is inevitable...the only thing that hanges is how I meet I choose to meet it with a grin on my lips and the dark lord's heart in my hand."
The three red heads blanched at the words, and shook their heads."You're half mad yourself."Arthur whispered.
"I've been mad all my life Mr. Weasley."He admitted before looking at the doorway, looking briefly puzzled as he studied the man hovering in the doorway."It's alright Adrian. They wont hurt you. I made breakfast, I meant to take it up to you but I got...distracted."Harry said, rolling his eyes as the twins grinned at the dark haired man. Clearly they didn't realize who he was yet.
A flickering smile played across the blue eyed man's face as he walked into the kitchen, careful to stay out of reach as he got some of the breakfast foods, before commenting on the argument he'd walked in on."If you want to die so badly, I'll make you beg for release from both death and sex."He said with his charastic sarcasm, cruety and amusement in his smile. Even with his somewhat reform, he couldn't help jerk the weasley's chain. Espicially when it was obvious that they didn't recognize him."I'll gut Voldemort and smile, with the thought of you dying under me."
Harry and the Weasley's stared at Adrian for a long silent moment. Harry emotionless, the twins laughing and trying to hide it, and Arthur looked horrifed."D-don't encourage him!"
The twins were snickering as their father glared at Adrian, ducking down to avoid the pan their father was threatening them with. Breakfast that morning was a overly complicated affair of french toast cut into stars and moons, eggs mixed with so many herbs they tasted oddly, and hash browns. Harry was clearly getting more and more stressed, and probably guilty with the Weasley's being there. He didn't even want to think about the overly decorated three tier cakes and enclairs that littered the counters.
"Wait a minute..."Arthur muttered, sipping his own orange juice as Harry looked at him."You're Dragonheartless...you killed my family...murdered my sons..."
"Yes he killed our family."Harry muttered softly,"but it was better then Voldemort torturing them isn't it? We suffered, but Adrian has suffered more to just save people unnecessary pain. I know you don't like this, Mr. Weasley, but it's the way things are."
Arthur snarled shooting Adrian a look."I will kill you some day Dragon watch and see."He snarled before storming out, slamming the door so hard the glass shattered.
Adrian raised a hand, focusing for a moment before flicking a finger fixing the broken glass with a casual display of power. While he seemed to have to conentrate more then Harry, he could do it. Snagging a enclair he ate it with slow delibratiness, ignoring the twins staring.
"Would you stop staring at me before I decide to be a cannibal first thing in the morning?"He said with a casual threat, though there was no real heat to it. He knew better than to try, he had no interest in dying in the near future. Yet, he couldn't help it. It was in his nature to be cruel when he was nervous, crueler then normal anyways. Wincing he started making up a plate of food, with every intention of retreating to his room.
The twins didn't respond, and didn't stop staring. Knowing they were freaking out the other by looking so much like their family, having his victims stare at him. Staring because they knew that no matter who Dragonheartless was, Harry would protect his family.
Harry's lip twitched as if resisting the urge to laugh and shook his head ignoring the two. Pouring himself another glass of juice he watched Adrian moved around, bright emerald eyes fixed on that languid body. It'd been a long time since Harry had felt attracted to anything, male or female, and he allowed himself a moment of luxury of being attrated to his spy. He even let it show, that small spark of lust that was buried behind his mask, letting the spy see it.
Adrian smirked slowly as he looked at Harry, the answering arrogance, cruelty and promised pleasure showing in his gaze before he turned away."Stop staring at me."Adrian starled as he set his plate down, heading back upstairs. No longer hungry, because they did remind him of their family. The cruelty of their brother's execution promised to haunt him as he went to sleep. Slamming the door as he stepped into his room he let the world know that he was severely annoyed with finding his safe haven filled with people he didn't like.
Sliding into the bed he sighed, curling up on his side as he pulled the blanket up, before giving himself over to the the memories bite deep and hold, remembering pain and cruelty. Shivering as he huddled under the blanket, the only thing visible the very top of his head.
"Adrian?"Harry staid softly as he opened the bedroom door holding a plate of steaming food, not wanting to wake the other up if he was sleeping."You should take a 'll make you feel better. Cleaner."He said smiling slightly as the other tilted his head, even though he couldn't see his face. Reahing down he rested his fingers on feather soft hair."They don't understand...but I do and...I wanted to thank you. I've seen what he does to people...I've seen what could have done to them. You gave them quicker deaths, and for that I thank you...do you want a dreamless sleep potion?"
"Please."Adrian said after a minute, tugging down the blanket so he could look at the other, not saying anything else, because to do it, he'd probably end up screaming. And if he did that, he didn't know if he'd stop.
"Can you help me shower?"he said ater a few minutes, eyes showing answering lust in sapphire eyes. Grabbing onto the emotion like a firebrand, using it to burn the pain away. That, and he didn't think he could stand long enough to do it by himself. Having already been up and about had stressed his whle but still weak body not wanting to fall and injure himself. Needing to heal because he still had every intention of leaving, of returning to his former life, because there were lives that meant more to him then his own.
Harry stared down at him, his face unreadable as always watching him. Harry's mask of emotionless calm had unsettled more than one person over the years, but somehow Harry thought Adrian understood. Harry hid behind his emotionless mask the same way Adrian hid behind sadism and cruelty. They were only protecting their fragile hearts right?
Harry smiled slightly at the thought before nodding."I'll get the shower going first and get some here."He ordered leaving the room only to return in a few moments. Helping the other into the bathroom he smirked a little as he helped the dark haired wizard undress, fingers purposefully brushing over skin and scars."
You really are a dragon aren't you?"He asked after a moment staring at the other."Completely irresistable."He was...flirting!He hadn't flirted since...since...Oliver four years ago...had it really been that long?
Adrian's smirk widened a little, amused and feeling more at ease at being undressed."Iressitablly violent maybe."He said not feeling overly attractive at the moment. He knew he was, but he wasn't feeling it. Not when he'd lost weight, looked thin and worn from enforced bed rest. He just wasn't a man who accepted resting well, and the fact that his heart had been nearly taken out, had had a bad reaction on the usually confident man.
"You hide so well."Harry chuckled as he brushed the other's hair out of his face. Turning on the water he gestured the other in."Is it warm enough?"He added running his fingers through the water his eyes fixed intently on the other. He didn't know if he could trust this dragonheartless, this fallen angel, this mortal who was just as damaged as he was. Harry wanted to trust him, but he didn't care."Do you want to stand in the shower?I can support you, it would be better if you sat..."
"I can stand for a shower. I'm not totally incapable."The raven haired wizard growled as he stepped into the shower, sighing as warm water slid over his skin. Turning slightly to turn up the water he sighed as the burning water hit his skin."Just stand there, in case I fall."He said after a moment.
Harry chuckled a little as he stepped back, settling onto the toilet as he pulled out a cigarette and lighter, pausing."Do you mind if I smoke?"He finally asked, glancing at the other. He wasn't sure if the other had allergies, or might find it offensive. Even as dark as Harry was, he still worried more about others then himself."And your skin is turning red, you're going to have burns if you don't turn it down."
"No I don't mind."Adrian said, waiting a few minutes before he sighed, turning on some of the cold water, sighing as it hurt his burning not feeling clean, but not willing to do himself harm. Shivering a little he swallowed hard, his stomach rolling as it threatened to make him throw up. The grangers...weasley's...two families he'd known personally, and had left him forever scarred."What...what did the twins say?"
"They didn't say anything."Harry admitted as he lit the cigarette, sucking in a lungful before sighing."They just glared at me then left...they're strange whole...but then no one is whole anymore. Not even the death eaters, not voldemort. Not even the innocents living half a world 's the problem with war, and even if it hadn't been you, it would have been someone else. People don't understand don't understand."
"No, I just doesn't make the sins less painful to bear."Adrian said as he turned off the shower, pulling the curtain back to look at the man smoking. Shuddering at a memory, wondering how many people knew Voldemort had a fancy for cigarete's at one time. he arms and back bared proof of it. Swallowing hard as he dried off, he raised a eyebrow."Well? Do I meet standards?"
"It's very I can't stop...its his fault really."Harry muttered finishing his cigarette, "Voldemort...we're connected him and I, more than I wan to admit. Do you think people would hate me if they knew how close the two of us truly are?To the point where his personality rubs off on me, and alters who I am?"He looked at his foot before going back to studying the other."Do I disgust youSometimes I wonder if I could even fuck anyone anymore. But then someone like you comes along and I remember my lust."
Adrian shuddered a little, looking down at the man. Wondering if Harry's appeal was from voldemort, or from himself. Shivering as he reached down, gently brushing the man's hair out of his face, bending to kiss his forehead."Looking at you, I remember why I became what I did."He muttered straightening again, not at all feeling ill at ease for being naked, his heart aching at the wounded bird look on the other's face."You... are all that is good in m world, the light even though you are so very dark."He added, lowering his head, kissing him slowly, with a touch of cruelty, with a harsh edge that said he was cruel, but he cared. Sometimes.
Harry sighed softly kissing him back,enjoying the firm lips, the domination, the light streak of cruelty before he turned away, forcing himself free."I hate it when people tell me things like that."He stated glaring at Adrian with eyes so dark, eyes that weren't all sane,"Why should I be the light, when I lost everything before I was a year old? My entire life has been almost death after almost death...why should I be the light, when there are dozens, HUNDREDS, of people more suited for it?"He demanded getting to his feet,"Why am I the only person cursed to be connected the mind of a madman?I don't want to...be a savior here... not in my own home..."He said softly reaching out, gently resting a hand on the other's neck,stroking his thumb over the rapid pulse, as his madness vanished.
Cruelty filled Adrian's eyes, until there was nothing left but the promise of pain and pleasure."Because, sometimes people need something,even if it's not real."He said, but not giving Harry a chance to answer, as he kissed him. Hard and demanding as his hands losed over the brunette's hands, gragging them behind his back,holding them there as he delved his fingers into Harry's hair, yanking his head back into a painful angle even as he stepped forward, pressing his body against Harry's. Shifting his hips again he growled, his voice the low timbre of a dragon's growl,a voice that said he offered no kindness except...that he was as broken as kind as he could be, cruel because he was good at it. Knowing they both needed to forget."I'm giving you a choice that I don't ever give. If you walk out now, I wont hold it against you."
Harry whimpered softly at suddenly finding himself useless, defenseless, he felt defenseless for the first time in years...and it felt...good. Gasping as he stared up at the other, "Just don't mark me where other's can see...if you don't ever give the choice, then don't let me there there is one."He growled, wanting it. Wanting to be fucked, raped, punished for the deaths he had caused even though he was the innocent. He wanted what only Adrian Dragonheart could give him.
A smirk played over Adrian's lips as he swallowed hard, "Fine."He growled slipping a hand over Harry's shoulders,making him lean against his chest as he walked back to the bedroom. Shoving the other onto the bed, he stared down at him for a long moment, before flicking a hand, smirking as the spell took effect. Invisble bonds, that burned like fire, yet was a pleasing flame, pulled the man's body taunt against the bed. Absently stroking his fingers over Harry's cock, he smirked casting again. His touch laced with ice, cold and deadly, following the burning pleasure of fire. Shfting he went to his knees, driving into the other without warning, moaning softly as his cock was engulfed in a tight heat. Driving his hips into the brunette, finding forgiveness and purging in taking what the other offered. Harry screamed in pain as he found himself suddenly wrapped around someone for the first time in years, arching into those freezing hands as she screamed. The pain was satisfying, cleansing.
"So stubborn."Adrian whispered lowering his head as he heard the short gasps falling from the other's lips, feeling fire playing over his tongue, really a dragon breathing fire. Losing himself in inflicting pain, finding the look on Harry's face satisfying as he looked down at the man, raising his head.
Pain written on his face as he gasped, pulling away from the other, stumbling to the bathroom on shaking legs, barely making it before he threw up the few bites of food he'd eaten. Pain eating at his mind, pain and memories threatening to rip him apart as he slid to the floor, curling up. Feeling the cool press of tile against his flushed face, but remotely. Barely registering he was shaking, wondering what part of his mind he'd damaged in submitting to Voldemort, after so many years, he no longer knew how to dish out pleasure with pain, for both their enjoyment. Only knowing Voldemort's brand of cruelty.
In those few moments of consciousness, he knew he'd not only broken his wings, but shattered them. That the dragon wasn't any good anymore, staring at the tile in front of his nose, he slid into unconsciousness, his mind's way of trying to protect him.
Harry yelped at suddenly finding himself alone, staring at the cieling for a long moment, before breaking the spells with a easy effort, rubbing his red wrists for a moment before following after the other. Crouching down he gently ran a hand over the other's back. Satisfied he was alive, he sighed watching him."Thy mighty dragon, where though hast thine heart gone?"He muttered softly before gently picking him up heading back to the bedroom. Not bothering to heal any of his injuries as he settled into a chair next to the bed, waiting for the other to wake. He wanted the other to know he enjoyed the marks he had given him, enjoyed the pain. It had helped cleanse his soul, he wanted more, needed it,but not at the cost of Adrian's sanity.
