Draco not even trying to conceal his footsteps runs away from Harry, tears streaming from his eyes. He heads towards the beautiful dark place he knows as the forbidden forrest. Running over the crisp cool leaves he enters the towering trees. The long dark branches reach out to him, their gnarled roots try to grasp his thin pumping legs.

He comes to a sudden stop at a sight which shocks him and steals all words from his lips. A large black snake is intertwined with a dead unicorn's corpse. Its silver blood shines and glimmers under the moonlight, reflecting the stars and the moon. The snake, noticing the strange pale creature, slithers quickly towards Draco. Panicked he backs up and trips on one of those deftly trees roots. Losing his breath the snake quickly descends, biting into Draco's thigh. A terrified cry of agony escapes his throat. Draco shuts his eyes as the snake moves up his body. He's completely helpless.

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The snake is drugged by the taste of Draco's blood, and is desperate for more. It slithers slowly up the boy's chest. The boy's quickening heartbeat tells the snake he hasn't got long. The moans of pain rip through the boys' slender frame, quivering with anticipation the snake goes for the kill. The neck. It draws near sensing the tantalising pulse under the boy's pale, glowing skin. The rush of blood beneath the snake is its ecstasy. Knowing it will be the one to end it all for the boy, the snake coils back preparing to attack.

A dark figure emerges running from the outskirts of the clearing. Sprinting towards it. A quick glance and the snake knows it must be quick, but then it hears the boy speak rapidly in parsle tongue. He desperately pleads with the snake to spare the boy and if it were to end his life, it would not leave the clearing alive. The snake considers this, looking down at the pale fragile creature wondering what this boy could possibly want with something so weak. It quickly retreats into the shadows. Knowing the boy doesn't have long anyway.

Draco is overcome by the pain which sends tidal waves through his body. His blood boils as if it is filled with hot flames and he writhes in hurt trying to escape the heat inside. His screams of agony, are quickly replaced by small whimpers as he is overcome by tiredness. The cold fingers and comforting voice of Harry are calming. His eyes flicker open before he is immersed in another wave of intense pain. Forcing him to close his eyes again.

Harry kneels down next to Draco whose face is twisted in extreme pain and is quietly whimpering, as dark blood pools around his legs. Draco is feverishly hot and covered in a sheen of cold sweat. He tries to open his eyes and explain to Harry that he is sorry but anguish overcomes him and he cries out. Pain echoing in the dark forrest surrounding them. I must stay calm for Draco's sake and try to counter the venom. Harry removes his belt and ties it an inch or two above the bite on Draco's thigh, tightening it to try and stop the circulation of the poison. He bends down to Draco's leg and sucks. He sucks with all his might and spits, and then sucks again. The taste of Draco's infected blood is sweet and metallic. He stops and looks at Draco whose pain has slightly eased but he is getting paler and paler by the minute. Haven't you lost enough blood for a lifetime yet Draco...? Don't you dare give up now.

Harry whispers "I know an anti toxin nearby. Bezoars' grow in this clearing, but you will have to hang in there, ok?"

Draco can feel Harry's hot breath against his neck. His voice is firm and filled with alarm. Draco is freezing cold now, he feels as if ice is running through his veins as well as fire. Two opposites battling just beneath his skin. He shivers as Harry moves away from him. Draco tries to focus his glowing eyes on Harry and his movements in the clearing but can't as another wave of vertigo forces him to close his eyes once more...

Harry returns to Draco who is cold and isn't moving. Panicked he shakes Draco lightly. No reaction. He pulls the soft form into his arms and shakes him, whispering fiercely "I told you to hold on!" Draco's eyes dart open, shimmering silver in the moon light.

"I'm still here" he whispers weakly

"Do you trust me?" Harry asks, mouth twisted in a sad smile.

Draco stares up into Harry's worried and panicked jade eyes.

"Yes".

Harry pushes the small shrivelled stone to his lips, "eat this" he says urgently but softly. Draco tilts his head back and opens his mouth just as another wave of vertigo overtakes him. He can't keep his eyes open and the sudden rush of dizziness sends him spiralling into darkness as he blacks out

Draco's mouth is unresponsive to the bezoar which he needs to chew and swallow. With no other choice Harry pops the bezoar into his own mouth then chews it, their lips lock and Harry transfers the antidote from his lips to Draco's. A look of concentration spills across Harry's face as well as another deep emotion too complicated for even Harry to fully understand.

Harry cannot wake Draco again, but he can feel his pulse weakly running through his wrist. Harry carries Draco's limp body through the forest towards the school. His footsteps quicken as he reaches the soft blades of grass; which tell him instinctively that they are safe. I can't bring him to the nurses' station. They would see his arms and there would be a lot of questions to answer. I don't think Draco's ready for that. I cannot begin to explain anything...

Harry decides instead to head towards Hagrid's shack (which he knows is empty since Hagrid is away from Hogwarts for a few weeks). Harry nudges open the door and lays Draco down on the giant bed. Harry quickly points his wand at the fireplace which explodes into life and turns on the tap, filling a bowl with warm water. Next, he grabs a clean bandage from Hagrid's medical kit, quickly realising that Draco is still freezing he throws another blanket over him as he works on his wounds. Harry still can't wake Draco and he is still as cold as ice, so Harry does what he knows warms people with hypothermia in the muggle world. He rips off his shirt and undoes Draco's. He then climbs into bed with him, easing Draco closer, enclosing him in his warmth. He rubs Draco's cold arms and places his legs against Draco's. Their bodies align perfectly as their heart beats melt into sync. The warmth of Harry passing into Draco, as Harry falls asleep...

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