A/n: Sorry about the long wait. Been busy with other, boring stuff :(
Warning: This chapter contains child abuse. Just to let you know.
After a long day of searching, Hermione felt shattered. They had spent hours looking for Harry and Draco only to hit dead ends. Luna even asked a tree which direction they went, but received no answer. Not that Hermione was surprised. She hoped that wherever Harry and Draco were, that they were safe, and at least somewhat sheltered.
The Sun was slowly setting over the mountains, and the group were currently sitting around the campfire. None of them were talking much, they were all too busy thinking. Professor McGonagall had sent a patronus to Dumbledore asking for advice, and was now sat beside Snape looking lost.
Hermione shivered, she must have been wearing at least four layers, but still the cold seeped through. She felt someone nudge her and turned to see Blaise holding his jacket out.
"I'm ok, really" she smiled.
"Hermione, I can feel you shivering. Please, take it" Blaise said, wrapping the jacket around her shoulders.
"I'm just worried about Harry." She muttered.
"He may be a Gryffindor, but he's not stupid. Him and Draco have probably got lost, but I'm sure they're fine"
"But what if they're not? What if they're lying somewhere - injured - or worse - " she broke off.
"Hermione, don't think like that, It's only been one day. We'll go out and search again tomorrow. I think Dumbledore's coming out anyway, he'll know what to do" Blaise soothed, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"It could be too late by then, Blaise. Harry's my best friend, and Draco's yours. We can't leave them out there" Hermione whispered.
"Don't worry Hermione, there are creatures out in the mountains that will protect Harry. The white nosed mole for example."
Hermione turned to see Luna sat on her other side. She was staring at the fire with some sort of fascination on her face, as though the flames themselves were whispering to her.
"Luna, the white nosed mole doesn't exist. Besides, I can't just sit and wait for some non existent creature to save Harry"
"It does exist, just like the yeti does. Hermione, you're so narrow minded" Luna said, not taking her eyes off of the fire.
"We could go ourselves" Hermione whispered quietly.
"Go where?" Blaise asked, confused.
"To find Harry. The teachers have pretty much given up, Snape wasn't even calling Harry's name, only Draco's"
Blaise sighed, "The teachers haven't given up. It's getting dark - we had to come back, or we'd get lost ourselves. "
"Yeah well, I want to find him." She got up and walked over to Fred and George, quickly glancing at McGonagall before sitting next to Fred.
"Will you help me find Harry?" Hermione asked the twins.
"Of course -" Fred began
"We will" George finished.
"We were wondering when you'd ask" Fred said grinning.
"What about you, Ron? Gonna help?" George asked.
Ron looked around the fire before shrugging slightly. "I guess so," he muttered.
"Great, well we'll go tonight" she said.
X_X_X
Harry woke up and found himself in Draco's lap. He wasn't sure how he got there, only that it felt strangely nice. He snuggled back down and sighed in pleasure, not caring where he was for once.
"Don't get any ideas down there, Potter"
Harry lifted his head and gazed into the familiar steel grey eyes. "You know you want me too, Malfoy" he grinned.
Draco smiled, and Harry realised that this was the first time he truly saw the blonde smile. Not a smirk, or a sneer, but a pure smile. That alone made this whole nightmare more bearable, and totally worth it.
Harry pulled himself up until his eyes were level with Draco's. Green met grey and Harry felt the electricity flow through his body, urging him forward. He looked at Draco's pale lips, and bit his own lip in frustration. He really wanted to kiss Draco right now, but would the blonde let him?
He felt himself flushing. He had to do something soon or he'd look stupid. Especially as he was just staring at Draco with a hungry expression on his face, surely Draco knew? He mentally counted to five; one… two… three… four… five… before moving in and pressing his lips to Draco's.
He prised the blonde's lips open and slowly pushed his tongue in, checking out all of Draco's mouth, no area was left untouched. He wasn't getting pushed off, which was a good sign. In fact, the thin lips were also moving and he caught a taste of Draco. Musty with a hint of peppermint, and maybe something else; Cinnamon?
Before Harry could work it out he felt something grip his hair and run down his back, causing his hairs to stand up and a shiver to run down his spine. The feel of it caused Harry to let out a moan of pleasure. He moved his mouth from Draco's lips to his collarbone, carefully kissing and nibbling the pale skin, smiling as Draco writhed about underneath him and let out small moans.
He carried on, working his way down Draco's body; he lingered on his neck, gently sucking here and there, before biting a little harder. Satisfied that he left a mark, he moved on, reaching Draco's pale yet perfectly toned chest. He admired it for a second before placing light kisses all over the smooth skin.
"Mmm.. Don't stop" Draco moaned, his eyes closed.
Harry smiled, and happily obliged. He gently caressed one of Draco's nipples with one hand, whilst kissing the other, before gently sucking it. He then continued down Draco's body. Reaching Draco's belly button, he carefully ran the tip of his tongue around it, before placing a kiss in the middle.
He was about to pull Draco's boxers away when he felt movement beneath him. Looking up, he saw Draco edging away, panic in his eyes.
"Potter.. Don't.." he muttered.
Harry was confused. Moments before, Draco was enjoying this, and now he was backing away? What had he done? He got up and sat on the sofa.
"What's the matter?" he asked quietly.
Draco was shaking now, and he carefully avoided Harry's eye contact.
"Draco, what is it?"
"Nothing, Just - Just leave it"
"Draco, please?" Harry begged.
Draco sighed, before looking at Harry. Panic was still in his eyes, but there was something else too. Pain? Harry couldn't be sure.
"Just - my father"
"What about him?" Harry asked confused. Draco wasn't making any sense - or none that Harry could understand.
"He - He -" Draco broke off, his eyes were glistening, and Harry only just realised that he was crying. Harry had never seen Draco cry, and it made him more vulnerable, more human.
"What? What about him?" Harry urged.
A horrible thought hit him, but it couldn't be true? Could it?
"Draco, did he touch you?"
Draco glanced at him quickly before hiding his face in his hands. Harry could see him shaking violently and heard muffled sobs. Anger surged through Harry, how could Lucius do this? Harry knew he was evil, but to do this? To his own son? That was beyond evil.
All this time, Harry thought Draco had the perfect life. He Didn't realise that, he too, had secrets. Had relatives that abused him.
Harry shuffled over to Draco and gently pulled his hands away. Draco's eyes were red, and his cheeks were wet. Harry swallowed, and gazed into those grey eyes that he loved so much.
"Draco, tell me everything." he soothed, wiping away the tears on Draco's face.
"I c-can't" Draco sniffed, not removing his eyes from Harry.
"We all have secrets, Draco. Please, I care about you a lot. I would never, never hurt you like that" Harry whispered.
"O - Ok." he swallowed, "My father found out I was g - gay at the age of 11. My first year at Hogwarts. When I saw you, I felt something. I sent an owl to my father, to ask for his advice. I thought he would help, or offer support"
"And did he?" Harry asked, placing an arm around Draco's shoulder.
"No. He never replied. I thought, maybe he never got my owl? Ya know. But when I went home - back to the Manor - he was there, waiting."
"Didn't he pick you up?" Harry frowned.
Draco shook his head, "No. Just my mother. She looked upset, but wouldn't say why. Anyway, I got home and he was there - waiting. He asked me if I liked boys"
"What did you say?"
"I said that I wasn't sure. I said that maybe I did."
"And then what happened?"
"H - he took me into another room. Pulled down my trousers, and touched me - there - he kept asking me if I liked it.. I screamed at him to stop, but he didn't" Tears were running faster down Draco's face.
Harry pulled Draco against his chest, his arms wrapped firmly around his body.
"I'm so, so sorry" he whispered, burying his face in Draco's hair.