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Chapter 7
A Cinderella Escape
Draco did not know what had compel him to branched out from the crowed of students on their way to the dungeon after the troll announcement to his and Harry's rendezvous point. He made his way toward the lake's bank and seated himself under a conveniently placed tree. He occupied his mind by going over the event in Charm class between himself and Harry Potter, simple touches that ignited abundant of strong emotions, the mysterious use of magic, the wonderful feminine scent and voice. His mine boggled at the whirlwind of 'what if' thoughts.
So lost within the confinement of his mind, he did not notice the descending darkness of the world around him. His vision failed. He could see nothing but darkness. There was no sight of the hands that he had maneuvered in front of his face. His world had become darkness. He dared not make a sound for he was afraid that any sound he made would summon something he dared not think about. He gulped his fearful fright.
'Where is he!' he mentally screamed. His body curled up in itself. A mantra began to form in his mind.
'I was not tricked. He will be here soon.' the two sentences were played over and over again in his mind.
For an uncounted amount of time later, there was a light. The illumination behind his eyelids made Draco open his eyes. He scanned his surrounding once more and quickly found the source. His ears twitched to hear any sound. His body stilled like a stone statue. There were sounds of soft footsteps on earthen ground. The slight ruffles of fabric. The wind made its entrance and wafted the scent of snow and peonies to his nose. His heart picked up.
'He's here!' he dared not move from his location, the light his becoming stronger, the distance between them waning.
"Draco?"
Draco nearly moaned at the beautiful voice.
"I am here, Potter" his own voice sounded harsh and ugly to his own ears. As the sentence left him, he silently wondered why he did not feel the will to speak his first name.
Not long after, sight returned to Draco once more. His eyes were focused intensely on Harry's lithe form. The boy was holding what looked like an oriental paper lantern and had a leather bag that hung at his hip with the sash across his torso. His uniform was replaced by an oversize cream cashmere sweater and form fitting gray jean legging. His feet were adorned with off white shin length flat leather boots.
"Draco, I'm so glad you're here," Harry said as he came close to Draco seated form and set down the lantern. He rumbled in this bag and pulled out a comfortable and warm looking blanket. Without a word, he swung the blanket over the two of them. He moved closer to Draco and wrapped his arms around him.
"W..What are you doing?" Draco silently cursed himself for stuttering.
"Sharing body heat, what does it look like?"
"You can't just go and hug people"
"You're not just people, Draco"
"..." Draco 'tsk' and looked away. As his body regained heat, he became hyper aware of the humming foreign power that ran through his vein.
"How are you doing this? What are you doing to me?"
Harry basted himself in Draco essence of power and emotions. It was wonderful. He unconsciously nuzzled into the crook of Draco's neck. He took in the wonderful scent of almond-mint and could not help but sigh in pleasure. At the sound of Draco questions, he had to force himself to listen.
"hm.. I don't know, but it is wonderful" another sigh.
'Don't know?'
"Draco...I had always been able to use magic. I have a connection, an intimate connection. Magic, magic is what is happening."
Harry lifted his head from Draco's shoulder to meet Draco's eyes. The two of them were lost in each other depths of eyes.
"Magic?"
"Yes"
Draco's eyes closed and he let out a sigh. Harry followed his lead and laid his head back on Draco's shoulder. He was now seated on Draco's lap, his arms around Draco's back.
"Will you tell me about this connection?"
"I don't mind as long as you will tell no other" harry felt Draco nod. He pulled back again and the two locked eyes. His hand lifted up, pinky and thumb alone stood.
"I want you to swear it"
Draco gave him a puzzling look as he raised a brow. Harry used his other hand to capture Draco's and fold his finger to match his.
He hooked their pinky together.
"Lock"
Then he pressed their thumb together.
"Stamp"
He unfolded their hands and pressed them together.
"Copy"
Harry smile at the exceeding puzzlement look on Draco's face.
"Isn't it a bit backwards?"
Harry chuckled.
"Well, yes! But you have to look at it this way. Lock is to agree. Stamp is to make it official. And Copy is to activate through our magic."
Draco pondered, a short while later he gave Harry his own smile and nodded.
"So, a promise?"
Draco smirked. "Alright"
The process was quick to finish but their magic was humming in the air around them. Harry moaned onto Draco's neck as his body automatically sucked in the excess power.
"What's wrong?"
"..hm..Your magic, it is so wonderful"
"What do you mean?"
"I...I'm not sure how to explain it."
"Try"
"I'm magic sensitive. I can feel the abundant of power here. The castle is excessive of it. Every breath I take is like eating warm soup on a cold winter day after I come back from the cold outdoors. And then there are the magicians. They emit power with every breath they take. It is more when they perform spells. The excess energy do not go back to them. It lingers in the air. Slowly, it would be absorbed into the earth and plants but it process is long."
Draco remained quiet for a long time.
"That would mean that you have unlimited access to power as long as you live around wizards and witches."
"Yes" Harry was about to tell him that nature it-self have a form of magic but he refrained.
"I, I don't know what to say"
"It is quite mind boggling."
"Quite"
Another moment of silent
"Draco, would you do something with me?"
"What is it?"
He hesitated. "Its. It's my parents' death anniversary today."
"..."
"I came here with the intent to send away boats of lighted lantern" Harry pulled out two intricately painted paper lanterns, two paper boats made of thick parchment, and two candles from his shoulder bag. Draco studied the objects then turned back to Harry.
"Would you show me?"
Harry nodded. A smile adorned his face and his eyes twinkled. Harry showed him how to put together the final product and light the lantern.
"There! Now we say our silent wishes or conversation and cast it away to sea. Well, that's the gist of it anyway. Any body of water will work"
The two said their payers and cast the two boats away. They watched in silent fascination at the sight of light and darkness until the two light passed their line of vision. As the light finally lost to them, the sky seemed to glow. The two looked up, amazed by the sight of the moon. Harry heart jumped at a sudden thought.
'Oh no!' His eyes glanced side-way at the boy beside him. His body began to tingle. He heart pumping erratically, fear, the adrenalin rushing in his blood, fight or flight reaction commenced.
"D..Draco, I have to go"
Draco gave him a questioning look, his eyes searching the slightly distressed emerald orbs. He was confused as to what could have possibly caused such a reaction. He searched his mind for answer but was could fine none.
The Gryffindor before him jumped up too abruptly and caused him to lose his balance and his body lay prone of the dirt ground.
"What! Potter!"
"Sorry Malfoy, but I really have to go" his eyes shown a progressively fearful light as he gaze at the ascending Moonlight raying down to earth behind the thinning cloud.
"What? Afraid of the Moon Potter; are you a…"
He never got to finish as the next thing he knew he was along once more in with only the Moon and the stars above as company.
"What the Hell"
"…What a minute, He's not a werewolf is he?" the unconsciously spoken out loud. Hearing his own voice and registered how ridiculous that sounded he groaned.
"It's too late to be thinking"
He opened his eyes, not knowing when he had even closed them, and his gazed fell on the brilliantly bright moon.
"Yeah, yeah I'm going"
