I heard everyone start to leave so I got my things and was ready to walk out of the door when Draco said my name. I looked up from the gray stone that was the floor and into his dull silver eyes. Some of my black shaggy hair was in my line of vision but that didn't mean I couldn't see the pain and worried look upon his wonderful, flawless face. I frowned slightly not seeing the Draco I usually saw. The Draco I usually saw was a happy one, cheerful and kind to me, always trying to make me laugh, always pretending to be mean to me, but when no one was looking - and he knew when someone was looking his or my way- he would wave to me and smile. He always had a warm smile and welcoming arms if I needed a hug. He always knew when I was going to break down and he would race to my side and comfort me when I needed him and Hogwarts herself would block out any one or thing from coming down that hall or empty class room. We both knew that Hogwarts hated the current Headmaster and she did everything in her power to make his life a living hell within and outside of her walls.
"What's got you upset Dray?" I asked softly looking at him. He smiled slightly at one of his nicknames but it was quickly replaced by a frown. He was slightly shifting from one foot to the other, nervous, but I knew that no one could tell but me. He saw that I was looking at his feet and immediately stopped the slight motion. He had his hands in his pocket and one went to go through his soft bleach blonde hair.
"We don't have our next class together." He said sighing at the end. He looked like he had been holding his breath. I instantly stiffened and took a step back like someone had just hit me. I looked at him terrified. He had promised that nothing was going to hurt me, and even though it was most likely an empty promise it still hurt that he would just leave me alone. What had that note said to make Draco hate me?
"Harry. Angel... I know you will be scared, but there is nothing that I nor anyone else can do without giving everything away and is that what you really want?" He asked me softly stepping toward me. The room felt icy cold like Dementors were somewhere in the room just itching to give me a kiss. I looked around and saw none. "I am going to listen in on everything that happens in your class. Do you understand. Even though you are apart from me I shall still be listening and protecting you. All you need to do is just whisper my name Angel and I shall be there within seconds to defend you. I am going to leave it up to you when or if you want me to come. Is that fair Harry?" He asked gently. I nodded slightly feeling very much relieved that he just wasn't going to leave me.
"Off with you two. I have work to do and my next class shall start in a few moments. Don't want to be to late to your classes. You might get docked points. Harry your new sorting shall be after dinner this evening." I nodded slightly feeling my stomach churn. I felt like I was going to throw up. What if he didn't put me into any house this time.
I felt Draco's slim hand on my back steering where he wanted me to go and I just let him lead me not really paying attention to where we were going. I just knew that I was going to die if I went into class alone. I was still currently not in the correct house and had to be with everyone that hated me. I noticed in potions that no one on our side of the room spoke ill of me, nor was glaring at me, nor was being mean to me in any way. A few of the students even said 'Hello Harry, I do hope you have a good day today. Keep your chin up.' before going back to the lesson that Snape was teaching. He didnt even look our way when we were talking, but when the other students on the other side of the room even whispered, he deducted points from them and if the greetings got out of control on our side Snape just told us to settle down and listen to the lesson. He was usually like this, but today was different. I have known Draco long enough to be able to read even Snape's emotions that he thought he hid so well. He would smile ever so slightly when someone would greet me.
"We are here Harry." Draco said softly and looked down at me since he was taller than me. I nodded and put on my brave face, but Draco saw right through it. He took my hand and we ran behind a statue without anyone seeing us. " Harry- Draco said but stopped talking. He smiled softly and moved some hair out of my eyes and he frowned at what he saw. I knew that he saw my fear. I kept looking at him anyway.
"Harry... You do know that I am here for you don't you?" he whispered softly to me. I nodded slightly.
"Yes. I do. You have always been there for me Dragon." I said softly looking down. He put his finger under my chin and made my head go up so it was inches from him. I looked into his eyes deeply and saw an emotion I had never see from anyone but him before.
"I will always be there for you forever and always." he whispered. I felt his hot breath on my face and his breath smelled like my favorite peppermint toothpaste even though he had eaten breakfast. But he couldn't always be there for me. It was an empty promise that he most likely wouldn't even try to keep. And as if he was reading my mind he continued with; "No matter where I am or what I am doing or how many people I have to fight or kill just to protect you I shall do it. I shall go to the ends of the earth to protect my Angel from everything that he fears in the world. I don't know everything that you have gone through, but even if I did nothing would change that. You can try and prove me wrong but it will never happen. Even when I am dead and gone I shall protect you. Now... do not be scared my Dokyou Faita" He said softly and kissed my scar.
He hasn't done that since I don't know how long it has been. He pulled away from me and I smiled slightly feeling a whole lot better. He smiled and we walked out just in time for me to step into my class room when class was going to start. I turned slightly and saw out of the corner of my eye Draco walking around the corner at the end of the hall. Time for my hell to begin. Everyone in this room hated me for something.
", do sit down..." Professor Professor Mcgonagall said as she started the class. The only seat let was one in the back to which I was very much grateful for. I would be sitting alone. I sat down and frowned at all of the whispers that started up the moment I sat down.
"... how dare he sit in this classroom considering what he is." said a girl up front.
"How dare he even come back to Hogwarts"
"He should just kill himself. Make the world that much better. Doesn't matter if he is the 'chosen one' we can fight on our own."
"He will pay for leaving us." That one was Ron and I shuttered trying to not give away my fear.
Dear Freak. If you ever want to see tomorrow you will stay in the Gryffindor house.
Signed, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley
That was what the note said when I opened it. My temper flared and the windows shook slightly, the letter starting to burn in my hands. I quickly forced my anger deep inside me and felt nothing. I looked at the letter once again reading it for at least the 50th time. I would kill them, but I couldn't at the moment or even in the next few months. Death would be to easy for them. I wanted them and everyone else that had hurt Harry to die a slow and painful death. Their 'disappearance' would be classified as an 'accident'. I would take the muggles first and torture them until they were barely living and when they healed some then I would slowly torture them again. This would go on for a few years until I finally lost control and killed them all. Then I would do the same thing with Granger and Weasley.
I was pulled out of my thoughts of slow and painful torture by a frightened whisper that came from my Mate. I stiffened and was there, standing in front of him taking a hard blow to the face within seconds. I didn't care if they just saw my appear, how the teachers will react, how the students would react, how anyone would. I just knew that I had to save my mate. I felt him become in danger split second after he whispered my name. My head never turned when it was hit. I glared at the Weasel as he stared in shock at me. I heard Harry slide down the wall, could smell and taste his fear and tears in the air.
"What the fuck are you?" He yelled and stepped back. I smiled evilly, my hair hiding my eyes. I looked up and everyone gasped. They saw the eyes of a hunter looking at their prey, the dangerous look at said, 'Make your last wish because that is all the time you will have left do to. You will be dead in less then 30 seconds.'.
"I am what you fear Weasel. If you ever try and hurt Harry again, I shall kill you and your family- everyone you hold dear- slowly and painfully." I whispered so that Harry couldn't hear. He paled and backed away from me. The smell of fear was great and I saw it along with hatred on all of their faces.
"Harry Lets go. We have to get to our other class." I said and turned helping him stand and stood in his line of vision from everyone. I would be damned if I let anyone hurt him again. I would be damned if anything happened to my Mate. I loved him with everything that I have and will ever have.
We walked out of the class room with the sorry excuse of Humans watching after us following our every move. Harry did not turn back because I slammed the door shut even before he had the chance.
"Harry, are you alright. What did they say to you?" I asked turning to him putting a hand by his head leaning close to him as he leaned against the wall for support.
"Th-They said that I was going to d-die by their hands. Th-They hate me so much Draco. How could they hate me so much. I knew that did but enough to try and hurt me- try to kill me- want me dead!" Tears flowed freely from his eyes and I frowned whipping them away with the hand I wasn't using to lean on.
"I will be damned if I let them hurt you. You don't know what you mean to me Harry Potter. You really don't. Maybe in time you will find out, but you are still fragile and until you are fully healed physical and mentally then I can not share my true feelings. I love you Harry Potter. It is as simple as that. They wont hurt you while my dead soul is protecting you. Even if I shall die my spirte will always be with you and protecting you. Fighting for you to keep living. You may never know of my true feelings and I am fine with that. So long as I can protect you for all of your existence."