I'm so sorry guys! So so so bad at updating and this chapter is super short, I'm on break so I promise to be getting right on top of chapter 5. I've got no excuses now! No homework, and nothing to do means writing writing writing. If I'm as ambitious as I'm feeling than I might breeze right into chapter 6! Thank you for being so patient. As always new readers don't forget to follow and favorite. And all readers don't forget to leave comments!
"You told me! You told me he was mine! Told me he wouldn't talk! You lied!" Andrew angrily pounded on the desk with his fist. He was seething that boy was to be his. Along with all the fame a fortune associated with being the boy's significant other.
"You will, don't worry you just have to be patient."
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Draco woke cold. Cold and angry. Harry had kicked the blankets off in a frantic mess that night and Draco hadn't had time to get them back up. Harry was curled up in the fetal position at the edge of the bed sleeping. He was shaking a bit and had goose bumps up and down his arms and legs. Draco wanted to get the blankets back up onto the bed and hold the shaking boy but worried that Harry would react violently to his touch. He knew that Harry hadn't before but had no doubt Harry had tried to forget what the Malfoy men had dug up the day before. With the encounter so fresh in the green eyed boy's mind he knew Harry would most likely react negatively to anyone touching him for a while to come. And he didn't need the poor boy scared of him. Not when he had just gained his trust. Although Draco went through this thought process many time he decided the good outweighed the evil. Harry needed him now more than ever. And if he was going to prove to the boy next to him that they belonged together he was going to have to take some risks. He grabbed the blankets from the floor and put them over both him and the dark haired boy. He moved closer to the sleeping boy and gently ran his hand up and down Harry's arm, "Harry," he whispered. The Gryffindor eyes flew open and he jumped a bit but didn't yell. Harry relaxed as soon as he realized who it was.
"Hey," Harry rasped as he stretched his cramped muscles. "Why is it so cold in here?" he asked as he pulled the blankets tighter around his small body."
"It wouldn't be if you hadn't kicked off all the blankets last night," Draco teased. He pulled the smaller boy into his arms, " is this ok?" The blond murmured in a more serious tone.
"Mmm, sorry 'bout the blankets," Harry yawned as he snuggled closer in Draco's embrace, "this is ok," He yawned again, "You're warm" he said as he fell back asleep.
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"DRA-"
"Shhh!" Draco instinctively pulled Harry closer to him. "Be quiet father! He had a rough night, he needs to sleep! And if you wake him up, so help me god, that will be the end of you!" Draco hissed.
"Grown attached Draco?" The elder Malfoy drawled as he sat in the chair besides the boys bed. "Just remember Draco, I am your father and you will respect me."
"I have not grown attached!" Draco whispered as he gazed down at the sleeping boy and ran his fingers through harry's hair. Lucius gave him a look. "I was already attached. I don't know. Something happened in 3rd year. Like it just clicked. One moment I hated him the next moment i wanted to hug him and hold his hand. It was weird!" Draco made a face
"That was your veela blood Draco. Most veela tendencies make themselves known at around 13. Your 3rd year."
"Are you say Harry is my…"
"It's possible but we wont know untill you you two turn 17."
"But that a whole 'nother year from now father!" Draco whined. "I want to know now!"
chuckled at his son's words, "Get some rest son, It's going to be a long year!"
Gah! So short it's almost painful! But fear not i'm working on the next chapter as efficiently and quickly as possible. Thank you for being so patient! Until next time!
