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"I KNEW IT. You were telling the entire time. It's no wonder you're such a weak little-"

"No! I never told anyone!" Draco protested. Lucius took another step forward.

"Why is Potter bloodied up?" he snarled. Suddenly, Draco's eyes filled with tears and Lucius smirked. "Well done Draco. I never thought you had it in you." he sneered. "Hmm, how alike you two are. Both beaten and weak." Draco looked down and Harry squeezed his shoulders tighter. "You see Draco, all you needed was a little tough love." He stepped another step closer and Hermione stepped in his way. Blaise joined her side.

"Don't touch him Lucius." Blaise hissed. Lucius only laughed bitterly.

"Zabini! I always told your mother you needed more discipline. And the mudblood. Who would have thought?"

"What you've done is against the law." Hermione growled. He only laughed and reached out to push her aside.

"THAT'S ENOUGH." Dumbledore said strictly and firmly. Lucius jumped. Hermione and Blaise stared dead at him so he couldn't get through to the other two. Just then three Ministry officials stepped from the shadows.

"We have all we need Albus. Take him away boys." Two of the large men came and took Lucius by an arm each. They restrained him and flooed to Azkaban. The remaining large man knelt in front of the thirteen-year-olds and spoke gently to the body-guarding ones.

"You guys did well. No telling what would have happened if he had gotten his hands on Draco." Hermione and Blaise nodded and stepped aside. The man looked to Draco.

"Draco Malfoy?" Draco nodded nervously. Harry slid his hands around Draco's waist to keep him calm. "He can never hurt you again. He's going to be locked away for a long time." Draco nodded gratefully.

"I should be too." he mumbled. The man knew what he meant, but decided to see what the blonde had to say.

"How do you figure?"

"I did this to Harry." He said mournfully, stepping away from the battered boy behind him. "I'm no better than him." The man placed a hand on his shoulder.

"There are serious consequences for what you did. But what he did, was worse. He hurt a child. He will be locked away for 25 years to life. You're still a minor so this is different. You will probably be expelled from this year in your school. You might be locked away for anywhere from a few months to a few years, depending on Mr. Potter's decision." Harry's eyes went wide.

"Me? Why me?"

"If you want to charge Mr. Malfoy on counts of battery, it is perfectly acceptable. He could be very well arrested and sent to a junior prison." Draco was looking sadly at the floor.

Harry nodded to the man. He pulled Draco closer once more. His breath caught when their skin touched. Draco's heartbeat got faster and he ignored the tiny flush in his cheeks. Harry pulled away and pulled his shirt on over his head. He handed Draco's shirt to him and Draco pulled it on not looking up. Harry laid his hand on Draco's elbow and Draco shuddered. How could Harry still act like that after what he had done?

"Do I have to go with you then?" The man nodded sadly.

"I want to talk to him first." Harry stated. The man looked a little shocked, but agreed. Harry pulled Draco into a corner and spoke in low tones as to not be overheard.

"Why? Why did you help keep me away from him? Even after everything I did to you. How could you forget it so easily?" Draco asked frantically. Harry placed his forehead on Draco's shoulder and sighed.

"You don't get it, do you?" He asked sadly. "NO ONE deserves that crap. No one. Not even you. I know what happened to you at home. I don't understand the slightest why you wanted to take it out on me-" He cut off realizing his voice had gotten harsher when Draco tensed. Harry pulled back a little and surveyed the blonde's face. "But," he continued more gently. "If you did it, you must have had a reason of some sort." Draco just looked down and grumbled.

"I guess. Well, no, not really. You thought you were so high-and-mighty. I just wanted to knock down your holier-than-thou attitude. Give the golden boy some scratches. Show him the world isn't made of fine china." He ground out spitefully. Harry was trying to understand.

"But, you know how much hurts when someone you're supposed to love does that to you." Harry said angrily. Draco's eyes watered.

"I know! But-I... I just didn't think. I guess I got caught up in it. You became mine. You were my golden boy. I had to show you that you weren't perfect. I wanted to show you that you weren't always going to be protected." His voice cracked halfway through. Harry knew he was sorry, but he still took a step back anyway.

"You know how sick and twisted that sounds?" he asked in a hurt voice. Draco looked into the flashing emerald eyes and nodded. His own silver eyes glimmered with unshed tears and Harry didn't know what to think. He knew Draco really was sorry, but how could he simply forgive him for all the damage done? His question was answered by the lone tear breaking free from the blonde's eye and running in slow motion down his pale cheek. Harry broke. He gave in knowing Draco honestly was sorry. He saw pure emotion in the metallic eyes. Harry stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the boy in front of him. Draco buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck. Harry felt his neck become wet with the silent tears from the boy in his arms.

"Draco, the man wants to take you now." Harry whispered softly. Draco nodded into Harryps shoulder and pulled away. He kept his eyes locked on the floor and followed the man in white to the fireplace. He turned around for one last look.

"I really do love you, you know?" Draco whispered. Harry did nothing to acknowledge this, breaking Draco's heart into a million tiny parts. Just as Draco shot away in the green flames, their eyes met tearfully one last time and even though it was probably too late, Harry whispered, "I know."

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-Fin

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