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A Majestic Wish : Chapter 7
Rushing into Danger
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Seventh years of Hogwart, February
Draco ran, he ran in the dark road which was surrounded with tall, thin and skeletal trees, their twigs intertwined with each other, making intricate net, and blocked almost every road, except the one, the one that Draco had chosen. Draco knew he didn't have time, he had to rush, his foot was bleeding, torn by numerous twig, branch and stone from the road but the pain never slow him down . Hurry… Hurry… He had to be hurry… but from what? For what purpose? Why he had to be hurry?
Hurry… You have to be hurry!
That voice! He knew that voice, but where had he heard it? NO! He couldn't remember! He didn't want to remember! But still, that voice was urging him to run faster, even faster than now but he couldn't do that. His feet hurt, it had blisters and was covered by blood, the stench smell of blood was everywhere, in the air, in the grass and in him… suffocating him. Draco never could stomach the stench of blood well, there was one time when he almost out cold from the sight of blood, even his own blood.
Faster! We don't have any time!
Draco wanted to scream, he had run as fast as he could but the voice still didn't satisfied with his effort, it was so persistent, so relentless and started to overpower him…
He forced his feet to move but now the ground had turned into a large swamp. His feet were drowning in the sticky soil… but still, he tried to run and run again. The voice became desperate; urging him to run again, to reach his destination, his goal, thought he didn't know where it was… But still, in the end, no matter how much he had run, his feet never reached his destination… he didn't even saw where his goal was…
The last thing he remembered was when the darkness, so dark that it would consume him raw, stolen his breath away and squeezed his heart till not even a single drop of blood remained
The last thing he remembered was one word… And he cursed that foul word for everyone to hear…
RIN…
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"Draco?"
The blonde wake up from his nightmare and saw a bright emerald eyes watched him cautiously. The emerald eyes filled with concern and tenderness but Draco in his confused state couldn't even decipher the man's name, if he was not very disoriented he would be so blissful with his fiancé's concern.
"Harry?" he asked, unsure. When his eyes came back to focus, Harry had returned to his normal state, the cold Harry Potter, his eyes watched Draco with an icy stare, the stare he always reserved specially for Draco. The blonde's voice was hoarse; it was looked like he had been screaming until his voice became rough.
"You had another nightmare…" His lover said simply. He helped Draco to sit up and rubbed his sweated back. "Want some water?" The blonde only nodded, he didn't want to speak, his throat still felt sore. Harry's warmth leaved him, but after a while he came back and brought a glass of water. The impatient blonde snatched it form the raven's hand and gulped the water hungrily.
This was one of their peaceful moments, since both Draco and Harry was prone to nightmare, they had made some agreement to take care of each other when one of them had nasty dreams and also never asked or let the others, beside themselves, knew about it…
"Easy…" Harry warned him softly, Draco nodded his head and slowed his drink.
When the glass was empty he handed it to his lover and laid his tired body. "Sorry…"
Harry shrugged. "It's okay… You used to do that for me, I just pay back for your effort."
"Oh…"
Stupid Draco… What do you expect? Harry would never worry about you, he never cared about you.
Surprisingly, Draco wanted to cry, he didn't know why, maybe the nightmare had affected him more than he thought or maybe because the tension he felt lately… but he chose to ignore his pain and pulled the soft blanket over his head, trying to cover himself with warmth, artificial warmth, what he wanted was Harry's big and muscular arm to hug him, but he wouldn't ask that. He was too afraid for Harry's rejection. He didn't want disgust laced that handsome face. Sometimes, Harry hugged him, usually after sex and sometimes, in a night liked this; Harry would just rub his back and gave him a cup of water than back to sleep, when he felt like it, he would embrace him. He never asked Draco what his dream was, and he never pretend to care about Draco's need…
But tonight was a little different, Draco could felt the bed dipped when Harry's weight pressed on it, he could felt Harry's warmth breath on his nape.
"Harry? He asked unsurely.
"Hmm…" he just nuzzled the blonde's neck and bit him softly, making the blonde moaned with pleasure and pain.
"What are you doing?"
The question was answered with Harry's hand on the cleft of his buttock, massaging it slowly with erotic movement. "Isn't it obvious?" the blonde almost could hear the leech way Harry answer his question… "Open up for me, Draco."
Draco just nodded dumbly, he turned his body so now his back touched the soft mattress, when he opened his eyes, the blonde saw Harry on top of him. Harry's eyes, filled with desires. And at that moment, Draco lost in the deepest green of Harry's eyes, he knew that he could never won against those eyes, so he opened his leg obediently. Like every night, Draco would do everything for this Harry… because the 'night Harry' was Draco's Harry, the one who would fuck him raw, the one who would held him with need, and because in the daylight, when the sun high up on the sky, Harry would change to Harry Potter, Harry who would always hated Draco, the one who despised everything he hold dear in his heart… The one who would destroy him without remorse…
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The next morning when Draco woke up from his sleep, Harry wasn't there…
He knew that when he came in the Great Hall he would see Harry with his friends, either from Gryffindor or Slytherin and he also knew that Harry would act like nothing was happen between them, like Harry didn't fuck him raw in the night before…
That morning Draco brushed his body ten times until he felt his skin almost peel of from his body but still he felt dirty, too dirty, unworthy for Harry's love…
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Grimmauld Place was filled with the 'Order' member, they were whispering among each other about why they were summoned by Dumbledore. Lately, the Death Eater's attack had been diminished greatly, in one month there were only one attack in a small village near Briston. Now, they were thought that maybe he who must not call was prepared a new and deadly weapon.
Snape who hide in the dark corner, chuckled with one of Mudungus's prosperous idea, involving Death Eater and the new magical pregnancy potion, apparently, according to Mudungus, the Dark Lord was desperate for a heir of his own, so he put a stop in Death Eater's attack to copulate with his subordinate. Really, what a ridiculous idea.
Silently, he watched around, watching and observing his surroundings. He never like the old Grimmauld place where Black lived, it was dark, cold and unwelcoming, especially for them who were not a pureblood, and even now he could feel the ancient magic tried to expel him. Really, he could never understand what Dumbledore had been thinking. Surely, he could find other suitable place than this house. It was no wonder that they never won against the Death Eater, when the house had been sucking their magic until now…
"Why is he here?" A loud voice disrupted the silence that had filled the room which was uttered from Percy Weasley.
Like an anchor that voice guided all of the eyes from the Order's members, even Severus couldn't help but just to do that. And he found his eyes gazed at a blond haired beauty, Lucius Malfoy. Though almost everyone knew that Lucius was a spy for their side, no one ever forgot the Malfoy family involvement in dark magic. And Lucius always stood high and proud for that fact, that was something that would only darken his predicament in as an Order's member.
Weasley's question had raised a tremendous reply, soon a lot of people started to whisper to each other and muttering about the head of Malfoy family, and not too kindly about that.
"SILENCE!" A familiar voice shouted at the rambunctious Order members.
Severus only raised his brow hearing that imperious voice, Lucius's smirk only grew bigger, meanwhile the Order members felt chastised by their leader member, could only close their mouth and bow their head down in embarrassment.
"Lucius is an important part of the Order of Phoniex, he come tonight at my request since he believe that he have an important news for us." Said the old wise man slowly, though he said his word lowly no one couldn't hear him, Severus guessed that the old man used some magic to enhance his voice. Hmm, a neat trick, he would ask Albus later, it would do him good at class, so he could still look menacing without raised his voice. Hmm, a tempting idea…
When Dumbledore finished his statement, no one from the Order member ever questioned Lucius's presence in their meeting, "My friend, I gather you in this room to tell you an important detail about the upcoming months…" then the Headmaster said in his gravest voice. "The Council had agreed to invite the majestic…"
Shock gasp and raged yells filled the dirty room.
"What the hell!"
"Are they are crazy?"
"A Majestic?"
The whisper, yell and was voiced almost together, it made Severus's head spinning with their uncouth mouth. His hand instantly massaged the crest between his eyebrows, trying to will the headache away.
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore magnanimous voice filled the room, instantly the order member lost their argument, the room was filled with silence. "I know that a lot of you is afraid about them, about their power, but we also have to understand the council's decision. We cannot let Voldemort." Here a lot of the order member flinched, including him. "…to join the Majestic. Just imagine what will happen if the work together…"
At that statement, Lucius couldn't help but to chuckled.
"Something's funny, Malfoy?" Arthur Weasley's voice snapped at the blonde aristrocate, the said man onkly raised his eyebrow daringly.
"Not to mean to disturb you, Dumbledore… but are you sure the majestic would want to help us? As far as I know, they are a very secluded community; in fact… they are always fighting to death with each other. If we want to have their cooperation, we had to have something they want." Lucius finished his sentences.
In the back someone whispering. "Dark wizard sure understand dark creature…" but he ignored those nasty comment.
"And what do you suggest, Lucius?" And Lucius's smirk grew bigger.
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Draco felt someone entered the dingy room, he turned his head and the person who entered the room didn't surprise him. The red hair and green eyes was unmistakingly belonging to the only and only Daniel Potter.
"Potter." He nodded curtly at the red head man.
"Malfoy…" the red head answered his greeting.
It might be looked weird to someone from Hogwarts that those two came into the secluded dark abandoned classroom together when they were always avoided to be placed together in the same room.
"How are you, Potter?"
"As same as usual…" Daniel answered uncaringly. And he saw Malfoy nodded.
It was by his own choice that Daniel came to this abandoned classroom. It was started almost six month ago when Draco had approached him. At first, he was just curious About Draco, his twin's fiancé, they talked and the blonde gave him a preposterous idea…
An idea, which was very tempting…
The blonde had suggested their meeting to continue further, so they could spoke about their own target, for Daniel, it was Ginny, and for Draco… well, Harry was a bastard.
They had been continued to meet in this empty, dark and dingy classroom, to make everything working smoothly, they only met about twice a month, and their meeting would last about ten minutes more or so…
Daniel watched the pale boy, who sat in a lone chair on the room's corner, even in this dusty and dull place; he looked so pristine, so elegant. If Daniel wasn't as straight as a needle, he would take Draco a long time ago… Ginny was beautiful but Draco had something in him, it was in his blood in his inner self, maybe it was something called his charisma. Draco was a type of person who would make everyone tilted their head when he entered the room. Daniel wouldn't amazed, that when Harry realized his mistake and try to enchanted the blonde, he would have a lot of competition for the blonde's affection…
"So…" he started the conversation. "Do you have any news about Harry?"
The Slytherin only shrugged his shoulder, his silver eyes gazed onto the empty space in front of him, a vacant and empty eyes…
"Malfoy?"
The silence was stretched uncomfortably, Daniel fidgeted in his standing position, it seemed something was wrong with the blonde today… "Are you okay?" It didn't mean that Daniel cared about Malfoy, it just seemed eerie that the cunning and sly Draco Malfoy, stopped plotting or make others' people lives miserable…
The blond let out a depressed sigh, he turned his head and stared boldly at Daniel, "It's useless… I want to stop…"
Daniel only raised his eyebrow. "Really?"
"Hmmm… After all, it's afutile effort, beside it isn't fair since only your relationship with the Weasellette moving forward, and mine…" His smile looked so sad and bitter. "It'll stuck forever in this empty dump."
"Malfoy?" He asked again, unsurely, "What are you talking about?"
The blonde's attitude seemed nonchalant, but Daniel had watched him for a long time, that he knew him pretty well. "Are you sure?"
He sighed again. "Yes, of course, beside, there's no contract between us and we could end this whenever we want…"
This time, it was Daniel turn to sigh. "So, what kind of shit you've got from 'that bastard' this time?"
Daniel was accustomed with the blonde's peculiar mood, today, like usually, he seemed a bit windy… At a time like this, he wondered why he did this, at first just imagined being in the same room as the blond made him ill, now he could tolerate, or maybe some people would say he liked the blonde, though he would never admitted that… But today, the blonde seemed different, well, a sad or bad mood Draco was not strange, but there's… There's something, some kind of aura surrounded the blonde that Daniel couldn't explain, something bad…
When the blonde didn't answered immediately, Daniel knew something was wrong. "Draco…" There he said it, the blonde's name, but even that didn't change his mood. Something was wrong, and whatever was that making the blonde changed, making Daniel wary.
Suddenly, Draco sat up from the chair, muttered something about stubbornly bastard and left the room, just like that… without even saying goodbye or something to Daniel, which was weird for the blonde, since Daniel never met someone who was so into manner except Draco.
Even ten minutes after the blonde left, Daniel still standing in the same place, and pondered the reason of the blonde short's time in the dungeon. Usually, they talked about the plan, and spent the rest of the time just talking about anything, themselves, quidditch, lesson, etc, but never about Harry or Ginny.
Daniel always thought that time was precious since he could bond with Draco Malfoy, the Draco who not many people knew… Oh, sure, the blonde could be a cold and sadistic bastard, but beneath those cold surface, he was charming, warm and kind…
Little by little, he hope that Harry would accept the blonde as his fiancé, since Daniel knew Draco could smile and laugh beautifully when he was happy, and he wanted Harry to see that and became the reason of that smile, not the kind of smile, the blonde had shown before, a sad and dejected smile…
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Draco uttered the password for his room, the portrait which guarded his room, a serpent with a green scales hissed his approval and the portrait opened itself. He entered silently, the portrait closed discreetly behind him. Cautiously, Draco rummaged around, trying to find some disturbance, some intrusion in his room. He needed a very discreet location to do what he wanted to do.
The blonde then muttered a single spell which would locate everything that was remotely human or non-human, when it found nothing he sighed in relief. Warily, he walked closer to the corner in his room, for unsuspecting eyes, it looked like a normal corner, well, normal in Wizarding world anyway, but for someone who knew where to look, they could found a miniscule part where the colour of the wall where slighty different than the rest of it.
The pale hand trembled when it reached that different part, but slowly it touched it and the trembled stopped. Draco sighed again, his hand had changed, determined with a new resolve…
He stroked the polished wall three times and said. "Majestic…" Slowly and silently, like the wall to Diagon Alley, it splitted open and revealed a secret container, inside of it a small bottle of green liquid potion was located. Draco picked the bottle up and caressed it gently.
He remembered who had make this potion and for what purpose… He remembered the reason why he was here, when in fact, he should back to his homeland and stand where he was belonged, but no… the fate has his own saying about that matter or a certain someone who was so selfish and pampered…
He had failed, he had failed and let down everyone, his dream was a sign for him, a remembrance, a warning…
The message was clear enough…
He had to be hurry… They would come soon…
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