Summers Never Been Better
Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter
Summary- For his own protection Draco is forced to spend his summer at the Burrow. What could possibly go wrong? Slash. Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy are both loving parents in this story they do "bussiness" with the Dark Lord but mainly because of their pure-blood status. They both love Draco and want to keep him safe so they send him to the burrow, they don't want Draco involved with anything to do with the Dark Lord.
Waning- this is AU obviously. AND there is slash. I have finally decided the couple would be George/Draco/Fred. TWINCEST Don't like it don't read it. This is rated M so there will be rated M stuff, such language and content.
I keep forgetting to mention this but everything that happens after the Prison of Azkaban doesn't exist. And also Draco/Harry/Hermione/Ron are going into their 6th year and the twins are going into their 7th. Ginny will be in her 5th.
I apologise for the wait. I hope many won't be dissapointed with this chapter.
The light rumble in the distance woke Draco up. It had been a week since he had last heard from his parents. They had left for Ireland the same day Severus returned Draco to the Burrow once again on another assignment for the Dark Lord.
Draco groaned ands threw the covers off his body, crawling out the warm bed he walked over to the window. The skies were filled with dark clouds. Draco shuddered and when he felt a cold sensation run through his body. Something felt wrong. Something was wrong. Draco glanced once more out the window before heading over to the dresser and grabbing some jeans, a long sleeve shirt and his father favourite robe. The robe was black with dark purple lining the inside with a silver trim. Draco had stolen out of his father's wardrobe the night he spent at the manor. He quickly got dressed and snuggled into the large robe that hung off his figure. He looked back at the window when another rumble echoed across the open sky, he flinched slightly before wrapping the robe tighter around himself and he left the room. Walking into the kitchen Draco could feel the unease coming from everyone in the room. He stopped in the doorway when everyone turned to look at him. Molly let out a shaking sob before getting up from the chair she was sitting and she made her way back into the kitchen. Arthur cleared his throat from the head of the table. The others all sifted their eyes away from Draco. Draco wrapped Lucius's robe tighter around himself and hugged himself. Something had happened. He could feel it the air was filled with pity, sympathy and tension.
"What's going on?" He finally voice when nobody told him anything. Everyone swallowed before looking towards the blond. Before anyone answered Draco caught a glimpse of the front page of the Daily Prophet. The headliner was enough for his breath to be caught in his throat.
"No." He whispered before wrenching the paper out of Arthur's hands. Gruesome Attack on Malfoy Family. The bold headliner had tears stinging Draco's eyes. Draco choked a sob out.
Last night a call came into the Ministry and when Aruors responded to the call coming from the Malfoy Manor they were meet with a somewhat horrible sight. The Aruors found Lucius Malfoy and his wife Narcissa Malfoy both lying in the middle of the sitting room. The whole room was drenched with blood. Both elder Malfoys were taken to where further testing will be done. The two were none responsive when help arrived and but they both had a pulse at the time. No further investigating has been done. The question on everyone's mind is where is the young Malfoy boy, Draco Malfoy? His parents have been traveling a lot this summer and nobody has heard from the younger Mr. Malfoy himself. Further information will be released when it is discovered. Reporter, Miranda McCone.
Draco's hands shook as he read the words for a second time. Suddenly he could feel the ice cold sensation running through his veins. Draco cried out and his fell to the floor, the paper fluttered on the ground before him. The front page had a picture of his mother and father on it, just under the headline.
Draco let out an agonized screamed crumpled forward he cried into his hands. He barely heard Mrs. Weasley soft muttered to one of the others over his wails. His mother and father were hurt badly and he could feel the disconnection coming from them. The weren't responsive. The thought alone sent Draco into another wave of distress.
Seconds later he felt steady arms wrap around his shaken form. The familiar sent of maple wood, cranberries and a small hint of mint had Draco melting into the warm embrace that held him tight.
Severus made shushing sounds as he held the distraught blond. His fingers gently grazed the silver wings. Draco's wurl wind of emotions made them break out, the two wings were wrapped around Draco and Severus in a protective way.
"It's okay Draco. Everything will be fine." Draco hiccupped and sniffled. His face was pressed into Severus's chest, his shaking fingers were held still as they clutched Severus's robe.
Sometime later Draco stood up his wings curled to wrap around his body. Severus stood up as well, glancing at his godson.
"I want to see them." Draco voice was hoarse from crying and screaming. Severus cupped the blond's cheek and wiped a tear that was making it way down the flushed cheek, with his thumb before nodding.
"Do you want to go now?" Draco glanced around the empty kitchen before nodding. The Weasley were sitting in the living room when the two entered. Molly and Arthur sat together one on of the couches talking in soft tones. Bill and Ron were sitting on the floor playing a game of chess, Charlie and the twins were sitting on another couch, the twins were cuddled together –Severus noticed that the two almost seemed as distraught as Draco was- Harry, Ginny and Hermione were sitting whispering in harsh tones to each other.
Draco stepped into the green flames with Severus and the two disappeared. Severus guided Draco to the room where Narcissa and Lucius rested. Draco froze at the doorway before opening the door and entering the room. The Healer glanced up from Lucius's side and turned to face Draco.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Snape." She greeted them. Draco fiddle with his hands, his eyes drifted over his father's still form, Lucius's face was bruised badly and his had a nasty cut on his forehead. Draco could see a bunch of criss cross cuts all over his forearms. Draco eyes stung as he quickly turned his attention to his mother. Her once long beautiful blonde hair had been chop off messily and now it just reached past the bottom of her ears. Her face much like Lucius's was covered in bruises and other marks. Her arms had burn marks and welts covering them. Draco sobbed and stepped forward to her side. He gently ran his finger from her temple to her jaw line. He turned to his father and did the same thing.
"You can not leave me." He told his father, in a broken yet determined voice, before turning to his mother and repeating the same five words.
"Mr. Malfoy, I'm healer Rosemary Venicka. I work with trauma patients, especially creatures, half creatures, full blooded creatures, all of them. Mr. Malfoy, your parents are in a very serious condition. They are both currently in a very deep coma. The bond between them, is suffering. Your mother got the worst of it all and now it's affecting your father. His Veela is trying to save your mother but at the same he is injuring himself further. They were each curse and beaten viciously." Healer Venicka paused and watched the young teen clutch his fathers hand. He would glance over at his mother ever once and while, but Healer Venicka could tell the bond between father and son was stronger then the mother and son bond. It was a young Veela's nature to be closer to whoever passed on the gene to the youngling. In Draco's case he was closer to Lucius because Lucius was his sire.
"Mr. Malfoy, I am doing everything in my power to save your parents. I will not let them leave you." She gave the young teen a wary smile when he turned to look at her, his eyes were red rimmed and the tears were running down his cheeks. "As long as you promise to take care of yourself. No skipping meals, and no skipping sleep. And let people help you."
"Thank you." The words were choked out but Healer Venicka nodded and headed to the door. She stopped and spoke a few words with Severus before heading to the door. Taking one last glance at the boy that was talking to his parents begging them to come back to him, Rosemary knew what she had to do and she was going to. She was going to find away to fix them.
Well what did you think? Are you mad? Sad? Happy? Are you jumping in joy screaming "they are in a coma and not dead"? Or are you forming a mob to come a kill me? TELL ME. Aka REVIEW.
When I first had this idea, I was actuallly going to kill Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. Gasp I know. But I had a change of heart.
So tell me what your think...
Next chapter should be very very soon.
