Disclaimer: Nothing in this story belongs to me. The characters and the world belong to a beautiful woman named J.K. Rowling.
This is rated M for a reason. You will find out quickly what those reasons are.
WARNING: Fluffiness.
Protecting What is Mine
"Severus! Hurry up!" Harry yelled, pulling on his cloak, "You've worked on that potion enough today!"
Severus rushed up with a scowl on his face.
"It was time sensitive Potter, I couldn't put it on hold or else it would be useless."
"What is it you're working on anyways?"
"The wolfsbane of course; the full moon is only a week away."
"Oh. Sorry Sev."
Severus smirked, "All is forgiven. Now are you two ready to go?"
Draco nodded enthusiastically, ready to leave HQ for the first time since his rescue.
"Well let's go."
They made their way through the various shops quickly, not lingering too long as to not draw any attention to their odd group.
"I need to run in the apothecary okay? You two can stay in this area. Don't go anywhere but these shops alright?"
They agreed with serious nods, unwilling to test their high-strung potions professor.
"I'm going to go in this one Harry," Draco said, "I'll meet you out here."
Harry was uncertain, looking around to perceive any threats.
"I'll be fine Harry. Just 15 minutes?"
He nodded his acquiescence, though he really didn't want to, relaxing when Draco's face lit up.
Draco moved away from him, going into an odds-and-ends shop next door. Harry turned into the nearest bookshop, hoping to distract himself from the worry niggling in his stomach.
Meanwhile, Draco was sliding a few galleons across the counter, thankful that he still had access to his Gringotts vault. He smiled at the small package, thinking Harry would love it come his birthday.
Then it all went to hell. A red spell shot past his head, a millimeter from knocking him out.
He reacted automatically, ducking and rolling out of the way, shoving the box in his pocket.
He had just gotten a new wand at Ollivander's, but it had been a while since his last duel.
"Protego!" he shouted, letting the light blue shield protect him.
A group of two or three death eaters were approaching, firing curses off in quick succession. His shield was weakening by the passing second.
Draco closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable blow of one of their shots, when he heard an angry yell come from his oppressors.
Harry had taken two out with a stupefy and an incarcerous charm, and was battling the third. Severus strutted in with his wand held high, shooting the last in the back.
"Harry?"
Harry immediately turned, gathering Draco up in his arms.
"I'll see you when you get back Sev."
The stoic man gave a stiff nod in acknowledgement.
"Let's get you home."
They appeared on the steps of number 12, Draco standing with Harry's support.
"I'm fine Harry, just a little tired."
Harry handed him a pepperup before rubbing his eyes in weary defeat.
"I shouldn't have let you go. I should've protected you. This shouldn't have happened. I-"
"Harry James Potter," Draco snapped, "I am not some girl you can shelter away from danger. I can hold my own. This was my fault just as much as yours ,and in case you hadn't noticed, I AM FINE."
Harry sat down a respectable distance from him.
"I should've done better. I didn't feel right about letting you go, I should have followed my instincts and made you stay."
Draco plopped himself down on Harry's lap.
"You can't make me do anything ,Snotter, I am not easily controlled. Besides, I had to get your birthday present."
Harry smiled, tugging Draco close to him.
"I just don't want to lose you dragon, I just want you safe."
Draco curled onto Harry's lap, kissing him lightly before settling down for a short nap.
"I'm safe here."
