Chapter Two: Putting the Puzzle Together
Draco's PoV-
-After Draco had picked Potter up, a key appeared in the envelope and a message appeared on the bottom of the parchment that gave him directions the flat that Draco was supposed to take Potter to. So Draco had carried Potter to the flat, where Dumbledore was already waiting for him. Dumbledore had treated Harry as best as he could, mending some of the small wounds and putting medicine on the deeper ones. And now, two hours later, they sat there; discussing what was to happen to Potter.
"I am quite sorry that I can not take Mr. Potter in... I am on leave to go to Egypt with Cornelius Fudge tonight, and I am afraid, that I can not cancel it, for it is a very important mission. But, I was hoping that you, Mr. Malfoy, would take him in for the rest of the summer... I know it is a big responsibility, but you are quite responsible Mr. Malfoy, as you have shown this past year.
"Please, Headmaster, call me Draco... For I am no longer a Malfoy, and I would appreciate it if people would stop treating me like one... No offense to you sir..."
"No, no, quite understandable Draco. Very well, so do you agree that you would take young Mr. Potter here, under your supervision for the rest of the summer?"
"Well, as you know, we aren't really fond of each other... But, since I don't really have a choice..."
-"That's my boy!" Dumbledore patted him on the back. "It is settled then, if there is an emergency, there is floo powder on the fireplace. I will be staying at the Wizarding Nights hotel, room three-eighteen. Well, I think I should be off then... Have a fine day Draco and I shall see you in three weeks. Cheerio!" And with that, Dumbledore disappeared with a POP!
-Draco was mighty hungry and went to peer into the kitchen for anything to eat. He found some crisps in the cabinet and some pop in the fridge. He was just about to sit down, when he heard a breath-curdling scream from the bedroom. Draco immediately rushed in, to see Potter screaming, his eyes squeezed shut, and his hands clenching the bed sheets so tight, Draco swore he heard them rip. Draco rushed over to help him, but he didn't really know what to do. Potter's face and hair were soaked in sweat and he was shaking immeasurably. Draco tried to shake him up, but it didn't seem to be working. So finally, he poured his soda pop over Potter's face to snap him out of it. It seemed to work. He stopped screaming and fell silent. Draco assumed that he had gone back to sleep, but he ought not, to take his chances, so he sat down on the bed, and watched Potter for the rest of the night.
-Draco had dozed off for a while, but awoke as he felt the bed beneath him move. He sat up and looked over at Potter who was feeling around the bed sheets looking for something. Oh, he doesn't have his glasses... Draco grabbed them from the night table and sat back down on the bed. He saw Harry squint. Draco reached over to give Potter his glasses (Which had been repaired by Dumbledore) when Potter suddenly tensed up. Fear was written on his face and he started scooting back. Draco didn't understand why he was doing this... So he tried again to give his glasses back. But Harry seemed even more terrified and muttered something under his breath before he did something that surprised Draco. He curled up into a fetal position.
-Draco was taken aback... He knew what that meant... For he, had done it many a time when he was a child and his father was preparing to spank him... But why would the famous Harry Potter go into that space? Why would Harry Potter expect someone to hurt him? For he was loved by everyone wasn't he? Draco tried one more time, leaning over and touching Potter's shoulder to try and comfort him, but Potter tried to scoot away again but fell off the bed, and hit his head on the nightstand. Draco jumped off the bed and kneeled my Potter. Draco almost felt sorry for him, as he saw him curled up on the floor, shaking and muttering to himself. Draco leaned down to try and make out what Potter was saying. But what he heard he did not expect. He gasped and it all the pieces of the puzzle fit together when he heard these words: "Please don't hurt me Uncle Vernon..."
Draco's PoV-
-After Draco had picked Potter up, a key appeared in the envelope and a message appeared on the bottom of the parchment that gave him directions the flat that Draco was supposed to take Potter to. So Draco had carried Potter to the flat, where Dumbledore was already waiting for him. Dumbledore had treated Harry as best as he could, mending some of the small wounds and putting medicine on the deeper ones. And now, two hours later, they sat there; discussing what was to happen to Potter.
"I am quite sorry that I can not take Mr. Potter in... I am on leave to go to Egypt with Cornelius Fudge tonight, and I am afraid, that I can not cancel it, for it is a very important mission. But, I was hoping that you, Mr. Malfoy, would take him in for the rest of the summer... I know it is a big responsibility, but you are quite responsible Mr. Malfoy, as you have shown this past year.
"Please, Headmaster, call me Draco... For I am no longer a Malfoy, and I would appreciate it if people would stop treating me like one... No offense to you sir..."
"No, no, quite understandable Draco. Very well, so do you agree that you would take young Mr. Potter here, under your supervision for the rest of the summer?"
"Well, as you know, we aren't really fond of each other... But, since I don't really have a choice..."
-"That's my boy!" Dumbledore patted him on the back. "It is settled then, if there is an emergency, there is floo powder on the fireplace. I will be staying at the Wizarding Nights hotel, room three-eighteen. Well, I think I should be off then... Have a fine day Draco and I shall see you in three weeks. Cheerio!" And with that, Dumbledore disappeared with a POP!
-Draco was mighty hungry and went to peer into the kitchen for anything to eat. He found some crisps in the cabinet and some pop in the fridge. He was just about to sit down, when he heard a breath-curdling scream from the bedroom. Draco immediately rushed in, to see Potter screaming, his eyes squeezed shut, and his hands clenching the bed sheets so tight, Draco swore he heard them rip. Draco rushed over to help him, but he didn't really know what to do. Potter's face and hair were soaked in sweat and he was shaking immeasurably. Draco tried to shake him up, but it didn't seem to be working. So finally, he poured his soda pop over Potter's face to snap him out of it. It seemed to work. He stopped screaming and fell silent. Draco assumed that he had gone back to sleep, but he ought not, to take his chances, so he sat down on the bed, and watched Potter for the rest of the night.
-Draco had dozed off for a while, but awoke as he felt the bed beneath him move. He sat up and looked over at Potter who was feeling around the bed sheets looking for something. Oh, he doesn't have his glasses... Draco grabbed them from the night table and sat back down on the bed. He saw Harry squint. Draco reached over to give Potter his glasses (Which had been repaired by Dumbledore) when Potter suddenly tensed up. Fear was written on his face and he started scooting back. Draco didn't understand why he was doing this... So he tried again to give his glasses back. But Harry seemed even more terrified and muttered something under his breath before he did something that surprised Draco. He curled up into a fetal position.
-Draco was taken aback... He knew what that meant... For he, had done it many a time when he was a child and his father was preparing to spank him... But why would the famous Harry Potter go into that space? Why would Harry Potter expect someone to hurt him? For he was loved by everyone wasn't he? Draco tried one more time, leaning over and touching Potter's shoulder to try and comfort him, but Potter tried to scoot away again but fell off the bed, and hit his head on the nightstand. Draco jumped off the bed and kneeled my Potter. Draco almost felt sorry for him, as he saw him curled up on the floor, shaking and muttering to himself. Draco leaned down to try and make out what Potter was saying. But what he heard he did not expect. He gasped and it all the pieces of the puzzle fit together when he heard these words: "Please don't hurt me Uncle Vernon..."