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Draco's PoV
Oh shit! Buffy had blacked out and I knew Potter didn't have his wand. As Spike advanced on us, I slipped in to a martial arts stance. A defensive stance. Spike just smirked and suddenly he was behind me with his hands around my neck. I saw Harry pull his wand out and point it at the blond chocking me. We had been told to use our wands in an emergency. I think this classifies as an emergency.
"What is your friend going to do with that, niblet?" He drawled.
"Curse you into oblivion. And the name's Draco Malfoy, not 'niblet'" I snapped back. "Now, let me go."
"Sod off, I'm a bloody vampire, would you really attack me?"
"Seeing as you're killing my worst enemy, which is my job by the way. I suppose I would," He said confidently.
"You might want to hurry, this one's not long for life." I could feel unconsciousness taking hold as Harry started muttering, his words barely reached me.
Vampire, vampire… Sunlight! Lumos Holem!"
"Argh!" He let go of me and patted down his burning hair. "You'll pay for that! Later." Suddenly he was gone.
Harry's PoV
I rushed over to Dra-Malfoy and checked his breathing.
"Fuck." There was no breathing. I looked over at Buffy to make sure she was okay. She'll be fine. I checked Malfoy's throat to see if it was blocked or crushed. No, I checked for a pulse. I found a very faint one. I'd have to act quickly. EAR. Damn it.
Draco's PoV
I could feel someone's lips against mine. Breathing into me. Suddenly I felt the need to cough. So I did. I couldn't seem to stop. Every hack sent a wave of pain and relief through my throat and chest. After a while I stopped. I looked up through my tearing eyes and saw Potter's face. "Bloody hell! That was you!? You saved my life?"
"Geez, don't be thankful will you?" He spat, and then looked concerned. "Can you breathe alright?"
"Ah, yeah. I suppose so. And… Thanks. Where's Buffy?" Potter's eyes suddenly went wide. He scrambled over to a headstone and squatted beside someone. I rushed after him. "What happened?"
"That Spike guy threw her into the grave stone. I think she hit her head," the brunette next to me explained. I eased Buffy's blonde hair out of her face and mud. "Then when she got up to help us, he basically stomped on her chest to keep her down." I nodded and for the next few minutes we ran our hands over her to check for injuries. Eventually I rocked back.
"What is wrong with her?! She's not hurt but she's not waking! Bloody hell!"
"She's bleeding," said a gentle voice behind me. I span around to see that man from the first night. Angel I think. "She's bleeding on the inside."
"Then we need to get her to a hospital." Harry said. Since when do I call him Harry? Probably since he saved my life…
"Right," Angel picked her up and started off towards the exit. "You guys get home, tell Dawn I've got Buffy and she'll be fine. Although obviously someone will have to look after her tomorrow during the day."
"What? Why?" I rasped. My voice still wasn't quite back to normal.
"I'm a vampire as well. I sired the vampires who sired Spike," He explained.
"Didn't you know?" We shook our heads 'no'. "Oh."
I couldn't believe it. We were about to leave the life of Buffy in the hands of someone who could very well turn around and kill her.
"Can we trust you?" Harry- I mean Potter asked narrowing his eyes, voicing the thought I wanted to say.
"Look let me put it in a way you would understand," The Irishman snapped, getting annoyed. "I'm her boyfriend. Can I take her to the hospital now?"
"Look just go. Call her house when she wakes up. Dawn might be worried. I want to know too," I said taking a gamble. He nodded and trotted off. "I hope that was the right choice."
"For our sake and Buffy's. So do I," Potter said. Oh look he's back to Potter. Suddenly I had a thought.
"Why do we hate each other?" I asked as we started walking back to Buffy's house.
"I don't know," He replied after a while. "But we've stopped fighting as much as we used to. Have you noticed?" I thought for a moment and nodded. Then another thought occurred to me.
"Hey, the other day, Buffy's 'night job' that was this wasn't it?"
"Probably," he said. "We should go before that Spike guy comes back."
"Yeah."
Harry's PoV
"Merlin!"
"What?"
"I just realized that I'm sleeping with a gay! Bloody hell!" Dra- Malfoy cried. It's Malfoy, Malfoy!
"Shut up Malfoy!"
"Make me!"
Draco's PoV
What is going on with me? I've been calling Potter, Harry and I'm not arguing with him! I wonder if he knows I'm gay? Oh god. What if he likes me? Ooh fuck. Why am I thinking about him? Do I like him? Merlin help me. What ungodly hour is this anyway? 3- o'clock? I have stayed up all night thinking about Potter?! Here is something wrong with me. I'm going to talk to Sev in the morning.
Harry's PoV
What kind of remark was that? 'I'm sleeping with a gay!' So what if I am! It's not like I'm hitting on him or anything. Not that I wouldn't mind… What the bloody hell was that? Man, there's something wrong with me… we got back two hours ago! And we were in bed ten minutes after that. I've stayed up all this time thinking about Draco Malfoy!? Hmm… And people think I have hero complex! Who have I saved? Me. Every time, me. I wasn't thinking about stepping Voldemort for everyone else, I was just saving my own skin! Anyway, maybe I should as him why, I know he's awake, he just swore, probably at me. I rolled over to voice my thoughts and froze. Malfoy must have rolled over at the same time because now we were very close, our noses almost touching, both our mouths moved forward, but soon we were locked in a ferocious tongue battle. Eventually he won, flipping me over and taking control. Suddenly he broke away and we stared at each other, panting.
"What-the-hell-was-that?" He said through his gasps.
"What? I need to-spell it out-for you?" I glared.
He shook his head. "No. Not that. You. Haven't you ever kissed someone before?" I felt my face started to burn and somehow he was it because I saw his teeth flash in a grin.
"Let me guess. You're a virgin too! Merlin, you need to get out more. You really are the Golden Boy aren't you?"
"Sod off Malfoy. Besides, I'd like to know how far you've gone!" I snapped back.
"Third base actually."
"Oh," I blinked, and then realized what he said. "Muggle saying?"
"Shut up."
"Back to your earlier question," I continued, "What was that? I was under the impression that you were straight and hated me."
He gasped, as if realizing who I was and what we'd done. "I'm going to sleep." A pause. "Hopefully."
"Dr-Malfoy, you're still on top of me." I pointed out, hoping he wouldn't notice the slip. I have got to stop calling him Draco.
"Dra-Malfoy? Were you about to call me Draco?" No such luck. I felt my face flashed red hot.
Draco's PoV
I watched his face go redder and redder. Hm... If he was, does that mean that he likes me? and that thing pressing into my leg… is that because it's me kissing him? Or because he was getting kissed. What about mine? There's no way that he can't feel that.
"So were you?" I asked again.
"No!! I mean, no." Harry's face blushed even redder.
I started laughing. "Sure!" I completely forget that I was still straddling him as I kept laughing.
"Yeah laugh it up Malfoy!" he said.
"Yeah do, while I stand here wondering what's going on." A voice cut through my soft laughs. Instantly I stopped and looked at the door. When we saw who was there I -scrambled off Harry-I mean, Potter-I mean Harry –I mean- oh whatever!
"Uh, hi Buffy." Harry said.
"Hm, so I guess that Harry's not the only one who's gay in this house." Buffy said quietly.
"I've known since year 4. I think that it's a recent discovery for Potter." I said wryly.
"Why do you call him Potter, even though you just had a major make out session?" she asked coming in.
"You watched?" Harry yelped.
"No. Your lips are swollen," she grinned. "Anyway, I want to know why Spike was able to hurt Draco."
"What?" I asked.
"Spike can't hurt humans."
Shit. God damn Veela blood! Bloody hell!
"What do you mean? Then how come he hurt Draco?" Harry asked. Looks like he's given up on calling me Malfoy. I suppose I should give up too.
"Because I'm not completely human." I muttered. I looked at the duet not thrusting myself.
"What are you then?" Harry asked.
"I'm part Veela. I guess it was enough to negate whatever stops Spike from hurting humans." I explained quietly.
"You're a Veela? I guess that explains a few things." I looked up quickly to see that Buffy had gone and Harry was thinking.
"Explain what?"
"Your looks," He said, looking at me. "Come on you really think that a human would have looks like yours?"
I grinned, hearing a double meaning. "So, you've been checking me out have you?"
"Well how could I not? I'm gay, and you sleep in your boxers that are too small."
I blinked. I honestly didn't expect him to admit it.
"Um."
"So. How much of a Veela are you? Like, how much does it affect you?" He asked slowly.
"I'm not sure. Father said that I might have a mate and obviously the looks. But other than that I don't know." I answered.
"Mate?"
"Life partner. Can't live without them. Doesn't have to be a fellow Veela to be your mate. Just magical. Like a witch or wizard, or a sire or something. Why?"
"Just curious. So, can you choose your mate?"
"Not really... I mean, usually there'll be two possibilities, and depending in your sexuality, or who you like more, you choose one by kissing them," I sat back a moment and thought then I realized what I'd just said. I sat back up again with a gasp. "What if I just claimed you as my mate? That means that, either I die or we stay together until we do." He looked shocked for a moment before swearing and putting his head in his hands. I groaned, thinking he was about to flat out reject me.
"What does that entail? How can we tell?" He asked quietly. My head shot up in surprise.
"You're not going to reject me?" I asked hopefully.
Harry's PoV
He looked so scared. I couldn't believe he thinks me so low as to reject him! I'm not a murderer. "I would never reject you just because we're not exactly friends. We have our whole lives to get to know each other," I said carefully, well aware of what could happen in I said the wrong thing.
Immediately he perked up and launched himself at me. I found myself on the floor with a blonde's face in the crook of my neck. "Uh, Draco? You okay?"
"Uh huh," the head nodded. "Promise?"
"Think of it this way." I wrapped my arms around his back. "You can't cheat or anything. So I won't get hurt, and I don't want to kill you so I won't reject you. Fair enough?"
"Thank you Harry."
"Now, how do we know whether you claimed me?" I asked pulling us up off the floor and back on the bed.
"I'm not really sure," He said pulling away. "I suppose we'll see tomorrow. We need to talk to the professors tomorrow." I nodded an agreement before suggesting that we go to bed as it was now 3.35.
Buffy's PoV
"I knew it! Since when are the people who come in here normal? He's a Veela! Whatever that is. And where the hell is Giles?" I knocked on Giles door for the tenth time.
"Buffy calm down. He's probably asleep!" Xander reassured me. I looked at the rest of the Scooby Gang, Xander, Willow, Cordelia, Angel, Dawn and Faith stood behind me ready to do some research.
"Make me. Stuff this, I'm going in." I reached out and inserted my key into the lock. I turned it and opened the door. Immediately I was barraged with the sound of screams in the three voices, men voices. Fearing the worse, I rushed to where the screams were coming from, Giles' room. I barged in and suddenly knew exactly why they couldn't come to the door.
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