Soul Bound 6
Rina: Sorry I haven't been posting in awhile, but all of this summer my job was crazy and now all of this senior stuff. UGH!! Anyhow here is another chapter for all of you. Enjoy and sorry.
Long curly silver-black hair fell past slim but obviously muscled shoulders. Pale skin on the mans' chest peaked through the black dress shirt he wore. Harry marveled at such paleness, it could almost be mistaken for marble. His blue jeans hugged his hips like a second skin, but it was the mans' face that held his attention.
Facial shadows ran along his lower jaw and chin and up to shadow his upper lip. He traced the sharp nose and high cheek bones to the mans' impossibly blue eyes (A/N: they are blue right?). They were a cold blue, not like how Malfoy Sr.'s used to be but they still held a cruelty to them and just beneath it Harry could see an underlying sadness in them and also warmth, empathy and wonder towards him and his friends.
Harry blushed when he realized he was still staring and averted his eyes, playing with his long hair. He shook his head, his hair flying, to clear his thoughts. Bloody hell! He was acting like a school girl!
The battle weary teen turned back to see that had his face tilted up as if scenting the air. His face showed shock, confusion and recognition then a brief glimpse of happiness till the calm mask once again settled on his face.
Swirling ice blue eyes settled on his face, his eyes clashing with green, as if searching for something. He found it, if his smile was anything to go by.
"Forgive me my rudeness. My name is Lucien and welcome to my home," He gave a deep bow at the waist, maintaining eye contact with Harry all the while. "Your friends have told me a lot about you. I extend my hospitalities and gratefulness for saving my life, Harry Potter."
Harry tried with all his might to quell the blush staining his cheeks but it was of no use. He tilted his head down so that his hair would cover his face but the damage was already done. He fidgeted in Remus' lap, causing the man to stifle a laugh and hold onto the blushing boy.
Draco watched in mild amusement and protectiveness. Harry was his best friend, his brother in all but blood, and if this man, lycan, did anything to make him cry he would make it so that Voldemort seemed like a kitten to him. He would do anything to make him happy and safe.
Flash Back
Draco watched from the Astronomy Tower, as Potter hurriedly crossed the grounds to the Forbidden Forest, occasionally stopping to see if he was being followed. His brow furrowed as curiosity bloomed. Unwanted came the fear, fear that Potter might get hurt.
Draco shook it off and quickly ran down the towers stairs, through the halls, the main hall and out into the darkened grounds.
The full moon illuminated Potters form just before he entered the forest.
"Foolish Gryffindor (sp?)." he hissed as he quickened his pace.
He stealthily moved across the grounds, trying to quiet his breathing when he reached the forest edge.
The blond was thankful for the moons light once he entered the forest. He growled in frustration. Potter was no where in sight. He traveled further in hopes of finding the sneaky boy, and hopefully in one piece.
Draco searched for what seemed like hours and he was just about to give up. With a sigh he turned to go back to the school.
"You shall have our pledge to help, young Harry," The voice obviously was not Potters and Draco wondered who it belonged to.
"Thank you, Firenze. Your help will be needed." Harrys' soft almost feminine voice replied. "As far as I can tell the war will be in at least three days time."
So as not to get caught, he quickly hid behind a massive tree and continued to listen till the voices began to get closer and draw to a close. The sounds of hooves hitting the ground made his eyes grow wide. CENTAURS?! Harry was striking a deal with the centaurs! Dracos respect in Harry grew even more.
"Then you shall see us soon, young Harry. Fair well till then." A thundering of hooves sounded in the distance till all was silent.
"I fear this is the last we will see of each other, Firenze my friend." Came the others sad reply.
Potters steps were silent and Draco had to strain just to hear him. Soon Potters steps stopped all together.
"You can come out, Draco. I won't bite." He snickered.
The blond stepped from behind the tree slowly and began to look at the other boy.
At the beginning of the year Draco had begun to notice Harry more and more since his falling out of his fathers foot steps. Draco, once he realized he was free of a dark path, began to keep a better eye on Potter and now that he was up close he could see the changes in detail.
Where once short uncroped hair used to be, was now a waterfall of black. Potter had long ago forsaken his glasses for an eyesight correction potion and his once bright green eyes were now impossible emeralds. Sadly his height had not changed.
"Harry, you know that I no longer follow my father, right" He continued at his nod. "The last time I extended my hand was because of him, now I ask again of my own will, will you be my friend?" He held out his hand. Harry looked at it then smiled.
End Flash Back
