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Tergum Vicis
Chapter 25
Dangerously Dangerous

Bellatrix's cackles could be heard throughout the entire school. Harry was just thankful that most if not all the students (aside from Pansy) were gone for the holidays, so that they were safe. The teachers, however...

Draco stayed behind with James, who looked stunned as he watched his son run off. He'd never remembered seeing Harry that mad before. Never.

Of course, Draco hadn't ever seen Harry that mad before either.

"Where's Lily?" Draco asked as he looked up at James, who turned to glance at him. He was surprised that Draco hadn't gone to be with his Death Eater friends yet, but that didn't mean he wasn't going to trust him at all.

"I left her with Snivellus," James replied as he took out his wand, twirling it in his hand. "He said he was going to give her a few potions for pain."

"Pain?" Draco's eyes widened slightly. "Just what on Earth happened before you came down here?"

"I found her with Greyback," James said with a light growl in his throat. "The Cruciatus curse."

"She's alright though, isn't she?" Draco asked, and James took into notice that he did seem genuinely worried.

"With a few of Snivellus's potions she'll be good as new," came James's reply, and Draco nodded.

"Good to know... but I have to find Harry," Draco said, clearly looking distracted. He was about to take off in a run when he heard James call.

"Hey."

Draco turned. "What?"

James looked at him with a clearly serious face, although the question he asked next nearly made the blond faint with surprise. Was he really that stupid and ignorant?

"You really love Harry, don't you?"

Draco could of slapped him, but refrained from doing so. He merely nodded. "Yes, I really do."

"Then protect him, or you'll be in a world of hurt." James said before taking off. Draco shivered. Though he knew James could be incredibly stupid some times, there was no denying his love for his wife and son. And if something should happen to either one, Draco didn't want to be faced with an angry James Potter. Almost as bad as an angry Severus Snape, he thought to himself, taking off in search of Harry.

Draco ran through the halls, the taunting laughter of Bellatrix ringing in his ears. He knew why Harry was so mad at her the minute he saw her, but this Bellatrix had done nothing. He supposed that there was at least one person in Harry's mind that didn't deserve forgiveness.

"Harry!" Draco called in search of his fiance as he ran about. He heard movement around him and froze, turning his head every which way. "W-Who's there?"

"Scared, are we young Malfoy?" a deep male voice asked, one that Draco didn't recognize. Of course, he wasn't well acquainted with the Death Eaters or anything. At least not this Draco.

He recognized Mr. Parkinson, Pansy's father as he removed his mask, someone he had failed to spend a lot of time with, and his eyes narrowed. "You. Your daughter is a bitch, letting all of you in-"

Draco gasped, breath leaving him all at once as Mr. Parkinson slammed Draco into the nearest wall, hands on his throat.

"Don't you dare talk about my daughter in such a way," Mr. Parkinson sneered, squeezing, making Draco gasp for air. "You'd do well enough not to mention her, you broke her heart, and now I'm going to break you."

"Please," Draco rolled his eyes when Parkinson had let go somewhat, allowing him to speak. "I'm absolutely, 100%, positively surely, gay. How in Merlin's name could I have honestly broken her heart?"

Parkinson squeezed tighter, making him flinch, hands going up to try and pry Parkinson's off. "That's right. Gay. In a relationship with the Golden Boy, the Boy-Who-Lived. I wonder what he would do if I snapped your pretty little neck."

Draco's eyes widened with fright, as he knew Harry wouldn't be coming. He was too set on fighting Bellatrix, getting revenge. There had been many things Draco Malfoy had felt in his short life, but he had never felt this scared before.

"H-Harry!" Draco called weakly, neck sore from Parkinson's hands on it.

The man sneered. "Try calling him all you want, Draco. He can't hear you."
Draco blinked back the tears stinging in his eyes.

Parkinson suddenly smirked, having an idea in mind. "Actually... I might take you to him." Draco looked up at him, blinking several times. "I wonder how he would react, when he sees that I have his precious lover."

Paling, all Draco could do was let himself be dragged away by Parkinson, who went in search of Harry.

"Are you going to kill me, Potter?" Bellatrix cackled as she watched

Harry's angry face. Bellatrix was standing inches away from Harry, her own wand pointed at Harry's chest, that insane smile of hers plastered on her face, as if itching to shout the curse.

Harry looked at her with narrowed eyes, and was about to speak when he saw Bellatrix's smile widened.

"Ah! What have we here? Hello, dear nephew!"

At the mention of the word nephew, Harry instantly turned, face paling and all traces of anger fading into fear. Draco was being held by Parkinson, arm wrapped tightly around his neck.

"It was easy to get this one, if I say so myself," Parkinson smirked as he glanced over at Harry. "And I see you've been taking all the glory for yourself, Bellatrix. We all want a piece of Potter."

"But I was the most loyal to the Dark Lord!" Bellatrix hissed. "I should be the one to kill him!"

Harry tensed as he heard this, though wasn't afraid of dying. He looked over at Draco, and was surprised to see the hint of tears in the blondes eyes. Harry tried to reassure him with his own eyes that everything would be alright. All he wanted to do was hold Draco and tell him everything would be fine.

But that would have to wait.

"Leave him alone," Harry snarled as he looked at Parkinson. "Your deal is with me, both of you, not him. Drop him. Now."

"Ooh look at this!" Bellatrix squealed. "Potter's giving orders! What if we don't follow them?"

Harry didn't turn to face her. Big mistake. Harry gasped and Draco's eyes widened. Harry felt Bellatrix's arm wrap around his neck, wanted pointed at his throat.

"What if we don't follow them?" Bellatrix repeated, and Harry swallowed.

"Bellatrix!"

Everyone looked up, and Harry was instantly scared. No...not again, he thought. Sirius strode over to them, Remus not too far behind.

"Well well, if it isn't Sirius, and his pet," Parkinson sneered, tightening his grip on Draco. "All we need now are James, Lily and their other brat to make it a full house!"

"Shut up," Sirius glared at Parkinson before turning to Bellatrix, eyes flaring. "Let him go."

"But he's so fun to play with," Bellatrix gave a mock pout, leaning over and whispering in Harry's ear. The very feeling made him feel nauseas, and for some reason, Draco was feeling very jealous despite the situation he was in. No one touched his Harry.

"He's not your plaything," Draco spat as he was given room to breathe. For now, Parkinson had let him go, but he could feel the wand pointing at his back. "Leave him alone."

"But we came here for revenge!" Bellatrix sneered as she stared at her nephew. "Why can't I play with him?"

"Because he's mine," Draco's eyes hardened, and Harry's eyes widened. "And you'll have to get through me first before I ever let you hurt him."

TBC

A/N: Ooh, cliffhanger. Is anyone going to die? *whistles innocently* Maybe, maybe not...