A/N: Hello! I'm in a great mood... at least right now XD I may not be by the end of this, and you may very well hate me by the end of this chapter, but who knows, let's just get going, shall we?
Disclaimer: Did I ever say I owned Harry Potter? Ha hah!...no.
Warning: Seriously, I just need to let you guys get on with this stuff, but I am so paranoid that some moron will step in and jump to this chapter and see no warning and get freaked out and well... I could end up in trouble for that! So as to not punish you or myself, I'll let this stay here... M/M WARNING! YAOI! BOYS LOVE! Whatever you want to call it, I don't give a flying fuck, just know that that shit is in this story... wait did I just call it shit? No, what I mean is the most awesome and erotic thing to come about since I don't know what or when.
Draco:... Was that^ absolutely necessary?
Ari/Me: Hell yeah! (Oh, note, if you haven't just by this little segment now, Ari is short for Arista, and Arista is my alter ego in this story XD)
Harry: *Walks in with a plate of waffles (Loaded with peanut butter, strawberry preserves, and syrup) and a fork in his mouth that he is clearing of peanut butter* Wah's goin' on her'?
Draco: Nothing, Love, just Ari being obnoxious in her warning to her readers, though they should already know about us.
Ari: Like I said though, what if someone were to jump in my story, skip to this chapter and go "WHA? EEWW!" and report my story! I would get in trouble and I wouldn't be able to finish this! I would hate me, you would hate me, and more importantly, my readers would hate me! I'D DIE!
Harry: You're being melodramatic... again... Just take a deep breath, Drae, get off her back, and let me eat my waffles, both of you. *Sits next to Draco and stabs his fork into his waffles and proceeds to eat them smugly as Ari drools.*
Ari: You're evil! You know that those are my favorites! AND YOU USED MY STRAWBERRY PRESERVES! YOU LITTLE-!
Draco: *Suddenly in Ari's face and in a very threatening stance* Choose your next words carefully.
Ari: * Closes her mouth for a moment with a glare at Harry who is shaking with laughter and smugness. She regains her composure though and glares at Draco briefly* I hate you both.
*turns on her heel and steps out while calling* Back to my computer, this chapter isn't going to write itself~!
Harry: Her mood changed quickly... Oh shit, I'm screwed.
Draco: I'm afraid that I might be too...
Ari: Oh Hell yeah, you may think that just because I ended with Pansy being a bitch, that you two will get off with a nice chapter, well think again. -_-
Cookies from the last chapter: (Almost forgot)
Okay, so this is rigged, but I am giving Blaise a cookie for being a bad ass best friend and being sooooo~ cute!
*x*x*
I really should have killed Pansy.
I think this as I pull a whimpering Harry into my arms and try to silence his cries and keep him from thrashing and causing himself further injury. I try to gently wake him with a combination of soft words, magic, and gentle shaking, but this doesn't seem to work so I bite my lip and force myself past his mind wards and pull his consciousness out of whatever nightmare he's in. I catch glimpses of it and see some of what he endured during the last challenge of the TriWizard Tournament. I cringe before I pull him out completely and watch him gaze blankly up at me before he closes his eyes warily and whimper. "You're safe, I won't let him hurt you, and so help me, if Pansy even looks at you the wrong way again, she's history," I whisper before growling lowly after the last part.
Harry whimpers and curls closer to me. "That's not what I'm thinking about," he mutters in a soft whimper.
"I know, but that unforgivable is what triggered this, and that is why I am going to kill her," I rationalize before moving us out of the bed and realizing that Harry must have been dreaming for a while considering how sweat soaked his clothing is and how worn out he still looks, even when he was just woken. I sigh as I call a house elf to change the sheets before I carry him to the bathroom and start to undress him. "Just sit here for a second," I whisper before settling him into the already filled tub and slipping out of my own clothes and sliding in next to him. I summon a calming draught and offer it to him.
Harry looks warily at it before dropping his head to my shoulder and accepting it. he gulps it down and hands me the empty vial. "I still blame myself for Cedric's death," He whispers then with a morbid tone.
"You know, full well, that you couldn't have done any more than you did. It is Voldemort and Wormtail's fault. No one blames you," I say firmly as I move into the deeper water and hold him close to me. Harry simply clings to my shoulders and presses his forehead into the crook of my neck while I start to hum. I wash him thoroughly, only just remembering the bandage around his arm and sighing when I see that it is still, magically, dry from a charm that Madam Pomfrey must have cast upon it already. I kiss the top of the bandages as I continue humming and washing him and by the time the lullaby has finished, Harry is clean and fast asleep in my arms. I carry him back to bed and dry him carefully before dressing him back into pajamas and opting to leave my top off when I change myself. I tuck him in and lie down next to him while thinking about so many things really. Since I don't see myself falling asleep soon, I simply preoccupy myself by brushing some stray locks out of Harry's face and memorizing his face all over again. I think about everything that he has already put up with and now that he is my Mate, we both put up with but I still feel like he is getting the short end of the stick. He still gets the worst end of everything. Everyone blames him for our Bonding, everyone thinks that he is the bad guy when he is just the boy who has been and probably will still be saving the Wizarding World from Voldemort for years to come. I can't fall asleep again so I call for one of the books that Harry was retrieving before the events of last night. I flip through it and try to doze off but I'm still very much awake when I hear the fireplace out in the commons come to life with a firecall. I carefully climb out of bed and step out to see Arista with a deadly scowl on her face. Ilianna looks distressed and exhausted, and Derek looks a bit frustrated, mostly by Arista's distress over this.
"Draco," Ilianna greets with a soft smile that speaks volumes.
Arista's scowl breaks into a hurt look and she runs over to me and hugs me, "How is he?" She asks.
"The Cruciatis curse did more to him than anything else," I explain. "He's thinking back on the last challenge of the TriWizard Tournament and he's blaming himself again," I add with a scowl of my own.
Arista nods and Ilianna settles onto one of the couches in the commons. "You haven't gotten much sleep, have you?" She asks, though her face says that she already knows the answer.
I nod my head and settle into an armchair, "He had a bad dream a couple of hours ago and I had to wake him," I explain. "We took a bath to calm him and then he fell asleep. After that though, I couldn't control my thoughts enough to relax and I've been up ever since," I summarize as I rub at my face, feeling a bit tired now, but not enough so that I could actually sleep.
"You know we're here because he was attacked again, so, tell us what happened with Miss Parkinson," Ilianna says with pursed lips.
"I don't know all of it really, my Veela side took control quickly. All that I do know is that Harry was getting some library books and he was late getting back so when I felt him tugging on our bond, I knew I had to hurry and help him. I started off but the first sign of pain that seeped through the bond made me flip and go into my Veela state," I explain, "From then, I don't know, I only remember leaving the Hospital Wing, talking to Blaise and getting ready for bed," I add.
"That is probably for the best, if you remembered, you'd probably want to kill Pansy and the other boys involved," Derek says with a morbid tone.
"As is, they are all in a great amount of trouble with the school, Ministry, and myself," Ilianna says fiercely, "The attack of another student, the use of an Unforgivable Curse, and attacking a Veela Mate," She says in the same order, directly aligning them with the authorities in charge.
I nod and rub at my forehead, "The least that I ask is that they be expelled, Pansy will never leave me alone. She was so desperate to be my Mate that she tried to force herself upon me at my birthday party, she's had a grudge against Harry, she's started nasty rumors about us, about him… and then this," I say and rub at the back of my neck now and looking around in an uncertain manner, not knowing if I actually am asking for too much.
"I'm sure that she will, just with the Headmaster, and the Minister of Magic, but I have a few things i'd like to do to get the point across further and ensure that even a chance meeting will not have another dire consequence," Ilianna says.
"I trust your judgement, and I have no other wishes, it is ultimately your decision," I say before feeling Harry wake with a start. I curse and stand, going to the bedroom door, but before I can reach it he's opened the door and is launching himself into my chest. I already know why he is upset and I sigh, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you, but we have company," I whisper as I stroke his hair and hold him close. The only response I get is a tighter grip which tells me his intentions so I lift him and settle into the armchair again.
"Harry, you should be in bed, resting," Arista says with a soft but slightly scolding tone.
"Not without Drae," he murmurs into my chest which earns him several small laughs and a sigh from myself.
"I'm not going anywhere," I promise, "I still need to talk though, so just try and rest right here for now," I softly command as I stroke his hair more and stare lovingly down at him.
"Your bond is so strong, you two are really connected," Ilianna comments with a sigh.
The fire flares up in green once again which makes me groan softly but then my parents step in with Sirius and Severus in tow. "I've told you, they should not be disturb-" Severus is hissing before cutting off upon seeing the company already here and then looking to Harry and I. Harry is wide awake now and looking to his godfather and my parents and looks about ready to cry. My mother and Sirius instantly rush forward to him and hug him as he finally lets tears loose. My own chest tightens in sympathy and slight pain for him. I am able to stand while Sirius and Narcissa hold him and I go to my father and godfather as well to give them brief hugs. "Like I was saying, you need rest, you both look terrible," Severus says with a frown that speaks volumes more than his usual scowl or frown.
"Why are you guys here though?" I ask as I move back to Harry and lift him back into my lap as I sit again. His sobbing is subsiding but now he has hiccups which make a few of us laugh every now and then but he just looks so pained.
"Why else would we be here, Draco, we wanted to see you two for ourselves to be certain that you were okay," Narcissa replies as though it were obvious, and really, it is.
Lucius speaks up then, "I've cut all ties that we had to the Parkinson family. They are ashamed of what their daughter has done, but they will not punish her themselves or tell her that she was in the wrong," He says with a diplomatic tone though you can tell that on the inside he is raging at everyone that ever hurt Harry or myself.
"I'm here because I was the one who informed them of the incident and I was trying to stop them," Severus says dully.
"You know you care just as much as we do, Severus," Narcissa scolds slightly.
I nod and smile softly, feeling very loved right now but knowing that Harry needs to feel it more. I only then realize that he is silent and I pray that he is sleeping. Arista confirms this for me by gesturing for everyone to be quiet. I carefully rise and hold my breath when Harry shifts in my arms, only to grip my shirt tighter and mumble something in his sleep. I sigh then and move stealthily to the bedroom to tuck him back in and pray that he doesn't wake for another hour or two, he needs his rest. I press a soft kiss to his forehead but before I can pull away, he's staring up at me and I silently curse to myself.
"Why do you put up with me when I'm this pathetic?" Harry asks in a soft voice, it doesn't voice his actual worry, just a simple question.
That tone though is what worries me the most now. I feel anger well up in me again but I crush it down to focus on answering him. "You're not pathetic, anyone would be in this sort of state after going through the hell that you have," I assure him, "But I think that you are handling it better than them," I add with a soft smile. "You're absolutely perfect, body," I whisper as I run a hand under his shirt and watch him shiver slightly, "Mind," I add and press a kiss to his temple, "and spirit," I say as I remove my hand from his shirt and rest it just over his heart. I watch tears well up in his eyes and he tugs me down with what strength he still has. I lay over him carefully and let him hold me close though I keep my weight off of him as much as possible. "I love you," I whisper and press tender kisses to his cheeks that wipe away his tears. I stay over him like this until his grip slackens and I know that he is asleep once more. Carefully, I rise and pull the covers over him more securely before stepping back out though I cast a quick charm on the door to alert me when he is awake again.
I step into the room full of family and Veelas and bite my lip before taking my seat again. I prop my elbow up and drop my head into that hand before feeling my mother's hands rest on my shoulders for a moment before digging in and rubbing the tension out of them. "I don't think that I can handle anything else for today," I mumble.
I hear Ilianna rise and I quickly look up before she gestures for me to calm myself. "We'll take our leave, we have what we need to know," She says with a sympathetic smile before she steps through the Floo with her daughter and Derek following after her. Arista gives me a small wave before stepping through.
Sirius shifts in an uncomfortable manner, "I should be going to, I can tell that my presence is no longer required," He says and moves towards the Floo as well now.
"I'm sure that Harry will want to see you and be with you sometime soon, I'll let you know when he's doing better and keep you updated," I promise him and he gives me a pleased smile.
"That would be lovely, thank you," he replies before stepping in and letting the green flames engulf him.
My mother finishes rubbing at my shoulders and presses a kiss to the crown of my head. She steps towards my father then and they whisper words of goodbye to me before stepping out as well. I turn my attention then to Severus who seems to be thinking hard.
"I won't be using the Floo since I'm just going to my office," he says then, as though just noticing my attention.
"Severus…" I call out quickly to stop him, "What were you thinking?" I ask with genuine wonder and slight concern since he didn't look too pleased with whatever he was thinking about.
"It's nothing, just legal issues with Miss Parkinson," he says as though it really were that simple.
I sigh, "I thought we had an agreement that we wouldn't lie to each other," I say sharply though without trying to disrespect him.
Severus glances towards the bedroom and I know that he's thinking about Harry. "I'm concerned about the effects that all of these horrible events will have on Harry's mind, and on top of that Voldemort coming back," He says with a sigh. "I should be going now and you need rest," He adds before saying a quick farewell and stepping out of our rooms.
I groan and let my head fall back against the back of the armchair before I push myself up and out of it and make my way to the bedroom, finally tired enough to consider sleeping. I carefully settle down beside Harry and fall asleep rather quickly, only to be woken what feels like only minutes later but it must have been a couple of hours. I shuffle around with worry, thinking that something is wrong with Harry again, but only find him fast asleep with his head propped up on my chest. I finally hear what woke me though, there is a light tapping at the bedroom door and I curse, knowing that there are only a handful of people who could get in here without alerting me of someone's presence. Tipsy, Dumbledore, Severus, and my parents. Such a light tap must be coming from Tipsy. I softly call out "Enter" to her and wait for the little creature to approach the side of the bed. She peaks her head above the edge with a slightly worried look. "What is it, Tipsy?" I ask tiredly.
"It be well past breakfast and you nor Master Potter have called for Tipsy to eat," The little elf questions as I shift to carefully move Harry off of me. I settle him into the pillows and press a tender kiss to his forehead which only makes his brows wrinkle briefly.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed and rub the sleep from my eyes before seeing the clock and knowing that only the first classes have passed. "We're pretty tired, Tipsy," I explain before hearing my stomach grumble in resentment to that statement, and guessing that Harry will be hungry when he wakes, I call out a small order of items for us to eat before I shoo her off and grab a robe. I go to the bathroom and relieve myself before returning to see a bleary eyed Harry half awake and staring at me. "Morning," I say in a small voice.
"Morning," Harry grumbles back and pulls blankets over himself to shield his eyes from the light starting to grow in the room now that the candles and lamps know that we're awake fully.
I pull the curtains away from the window and let a "natural" light flood the room before coaxing Harry out of his pile of blankets. (A/N: Remember, they're closer to the Slytherin House than any other and in my mind that implies that they're underneath the surface of the ground, so it's magic light, so still synthetic, but it's still better than just torches, candles, and lamps.) "Come on, Love, time to get up," I whisper. I finally get my hands around his waist and tickle a bit, earning a squeal of surprise from him, but he tries to wiggle away and get further underneath the blankets. I give up for a moment, back up from the bed, and grip the corner of the sheets and blankets firmly before giving them a quick and forceful jerk to remove them from about Harry's person.
Harry lies curled up in a ball on the middle of the bed with his hair splayed and he looks up at me through strands with a look that says "I'll get you back for this" which only earns him a small chuckle from me. "You're evil," Harry mumbles.
I roll my eyes, "Am not," I retort before prowling towards him, climbing up onto the bed and brushing his long hair out of his face and kissing him sweetly before he moves to cling to me and kisses me back fiercely. Slowly, we both end up stretched out over the bed with Harry pinned under me and slow kisses are being shared between us. When Tipsy comes back with our food I only hear her squeak in embarrassment. "Food," I whisper softly as my stomach grumbles. His echoes that sentiment which makes me smile slightly. I bring the tray of food to us and we settle into the bed and eat. We finish and almost instantly, Harry is snuggling into my side and is about ready to fall asleep again.
I laugh a bit as I clear the bed off and tuck him back in before lying down beside him and finding myself dozing.
A/N: SO...? How are you liking it so far? Well I am pretty freaking pleased with the next chapter, so get a move on, I want you to read it and see if you like it. Spoiler, it's a Songfic chapter. Oh and depending on how my creative juices choose to screw with me, I will either post more, or less... I have no love life anymore... SO! Let's just see what may occur.
