The next morning was Halloween, though no one felt in a holiday mood.
Nevertheless the dining hall was decorated like always. Harry and Hermione
entered the hall together. Harry had woke up that morning noticing that
Ron was already up and gone. Very out of character for Ron. The news of
his and Draco's relationship must have hit him harder then Harry thought.
As the two friends entered the hall, Harry saw that Ron was sitting at the
table already. His gaze then turned towards the Sytherin table, noting
that Draco had yet to arrive. Hermione sat next to Ron and Harry sat next
to her. The entire table was quiet. Ron refused to look at Harry and
Hermione was busy trying to make conversation but neither boy was talking.
After a while she to sank into silence. Harry was grateful for Hermione's
level headedness and her understanding, he only hoped Ron would come around
soon. He hated fighting with his best friend.
Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement.
"As I'm sure you are well aware, certain events have occurred that make it clear the Dark Lord has once again shown himself to the wizard world. Consequently no one will be allowed to leave school grounds without permission and supervision of a teacher. The ministry and I are taking action to ensure the safety of everyone. Dumbledore paused.
"Certain events have occurred to one of our students in particular these past months that have made it clear that a resorting is in order." A small buzz traveled over the crowd of students. Harry sat up straighter. Draco? "The resorting will take place now, in front of the students, and it is understood that whatever house this young man is place in will welcome him into their family."
The sorting hat was brought in on the familiar stool.
"Resorting is a tricky thing.
For I hardly make mistakes.
Drastic change of heart and self does not happen over night.
When this change does occur the house may not be home.
To be a Sytherin, Gryffindor, Hugglepuff, Ravenclaw exists within the soul.
But come forward student who doubts their place and I will tell you
Where you sleep tonight."
The short song ended and the doors of the dining hall opened. As Draco one time Malfoy now Argentum walked across the hall a slow hiss came from the direction of the Sytherins while everyone else seemed dead with shock.
Draco sat on the stool and looked over at Harry. Draco allowed a small smile then turned his attention back to the hat, which was now being put on his head by Dumbledore.
"SYTH.. Wait what's this?" the voice of the hat got very low. "Hmmm.. Very strange very strange indeed. No longer a Sytherin are we? A very strong change. I sense courage, compassion.love? No no Sytherin definitely not. Hugglepuff perhaps. But wait you have a very strong desire for one house. Do you really think you'll belong there? Interesting. Yes I believe that would be very good. Closeness yes.true friendship.
GRYFFINDOR."
It was so loud Draco nearly fell off the stool. A gasp traveled the whole hall. Harry got to his feet and started to clap. The rest of his house and soon Hugglepuff and Ravenclaw joined him. Sytherin sat scowling. As did Ron.
Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table a wave of Dumbledores wand changed the boys robes.
Ron finally stood up. He walked up to Draco. Silence fell again. Harry also walked over and got between the two boys. No one spoke for a long moment.
"You hurt him, I'll kill you." Ron said in a voice that no one would dare argue.
Draco nodded once.
"I'm sorry Harry." Ron said to his friend. Harry also nodded.
Ron went and sat down next to Hermione who put her arm around Ron.
"Do you want to give them another shock?" Draco whispered quietly.
"Right now? Here?"
"All eyes are on us Harry."
"I love you Draco."
"I love you too."
And with that the boys kissed. The entire hall seemed to explode. No one knew exactly what to think of this event. Some people whistled, others gasped, some shouted "ewww." Other actually clapped.
The boys ended their kiss and sat down next to each other.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Well now everyone enjoy their meal." He didn't give the kiss acknowledgment although some of the teachers looked ready to expel the boys. Snape looked absolutely livid.
"I can't believe you did that." Seamus was the first to speak.
"Right now how long as this been going on?" Dean asked.
"About 3 weeks." Draco answered.
"Although it seems like it was suppose to be this way all along." Harry said.
"Don't get all mushy, just because I except it doesn't mean I want to hear about it." Ron groaned.
"Well you just might seeing as though I'm your new roommate." Draco's face was in a naughty grin.
"Oh no." The realization just dawning on Ron.
"Don't worry Ron nothings going to happen, yet." Harry said. "Besides," he added quickly "I'm sure there's a silencing charm."
Ron covered his ears with his hands. Everyone laughed and even Ron cracked a smile.
Later in the day Draco moved his things into his new room. Dumbledore had conjured up another bed and had Harry and Ron help him with his things. "It's so much brighter in here." Draco commented. "Everything's so red and gold."
"Well if you're going to miss the dungeon I'll help you move back." Ron said but the tone of his voice was good-natured.
"No," Draco responded and looked at Harry, "Though I still fancy the color green."
Ron groaned and left the room in semi-mock disgust.
"Thought he would never leave." Draco said. He moved towards Harry and wrapped his arms around the other boy's waist.
"I'm so glad you're here." Harry stated.
Harry leaned in and kissed Draco softly on the lips. The kiss deepened as Draco opened his mouth inviting the other boy inside. Harry's hands were in Draco's hair and Draco's hands were slowing moving up and down Harry's back. Draco sat on the bad and Harry strattled him, not breaking the kiss. Draco's head fell back and Harry began to place small kisses on the silver haired boy neck. Both started to breath more heavily as Harry felt part of Draco growing beneath him. Draco began to suck gently on Harry's ear "Harry." He whispered. Draco's hands wandered up Harry's shirt touching his chest and stomach. The tips of his fingers trailed over Harry's skin making Harry shiver. Once again their mouths met. Draco lay backwards on the bed. Harry was on top. Harry pulled up Draco's shirt wanting to see part of the body he dreamed of wanting to taste more of his skin. Harry sat up right and pulled the shirt up. He stopped. What he saw made him stop.
All over Draco's white skin were scars. Diagonal cuts and gashed trailed all over the young boys skin. Draco immediately sat up almost knocking Harry off. He pulled his shirt back down immediately looking ashamed.
"Draco." Harry spoke softly. "What did he do to you?" The voice was soft full of concern and anger. That anyone could harm something so beautiful.
Draco was looking at the floor unwilling to met Harry's gaze.
"Let me see." Harry spoke.
Draco shook his head, his hair falling into eyes that were wet with tears he would not let fall.
"Let me see." Harry spoke again. He approached Draco and touched the shirt. Draco did not pull away. Slowly he allowed Harry to undress the top half of his body. Harry gasped at the amount of damage there was on Draco's small frame.
The large scar that went from his shoulder to his elbow was just the beginning. There was a large burn mark on his left side. Smaller scars traveled all over his chest. A line about five inches in length was right about his nipple. Draco didn't say a word as Harry looked at him. His anger for Draco's father built in side him. Then he noticed the boy back. It looked like he'd been whipped. Not just once either for newer scars crossed over older one's and still older more faded one's crossed over those.
"Draco." Harry whispered. He could find no words.
Draco spoke at long last slowly at first and then gained speed as memories spilled out.
"I told you, he never did it in public. But I did things wrong all the time. I was never good enough for him. He used magic sometimes (pointed at the burn) but most of the time muggle ways of punishment were more.fun for him." Tears started to roll down his face but he continued. "He'd whip me more often then not, small cuts with a knife he did a lot, he like to see the blood. One time he got so angry, I had told him I was going to leave, I didn't want to serve the Dark Lord, I told him he was a coward for bowing down to that thing. That's when he grabbed me threw me across the room. He kicked me in the stomach a few times then dragged me up the stairs. He through me in my room and then came back with a knife. He went out of control stabbed me deep that time. (the cut above his nipple) He left the room as I bled. The house elves helped me cleaned the cut; he had missed the heart by centimeters. He came back about two days later slightly surprised I was alive. He performed a quick healing charm and warned me to never cross him again."
Draco fell silent. Harry was at a loss. However bad things got at the Durlseys they were never that bad. He had had bruises and cuts from the beatings he got but never like this. Harry simply put his arms around Draco and gave him the only comfort he knew. "I will never let anyone hurt you again."
To Draco those words were exactly what he needed.
OK I'm not a medical type person so if there are mistakes there ignore them. Also I would like to recommend a story for everyone. Id o not know this author personally but I read the story and was completely impressed. There is no romance really but the story is wonderful. It's long but read it when you have the chance. "His Majestesty's secret Service" by Gwendolyn Grace.
Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement.
"As I'm sure you are well aware, certain events have occurred that make it clear the Dark Lord has once again shown himself to the wizard world. Consequently no one will be allowed to leave school grounds without permission and supervision of a teacher. The ministry and I are taking action to ensure the safety of everyone. Dumbledore paused.
"Certain events have occurred to one of our students in particular these past months that have made it clear that a resorting is in order." A small buzz traveled over the crowd of students. Harry sat up straighter. Draco? "The resorting will take place now, in front of the students, and it is understood that whatever house this young man is place in will welcome him into their family."
The sorting hat was brought in on the familiar stool.
"Resorting is a tricky thing.
For I hardly make mistakes.
Drastic change of heart and self does not happen over night.
When this change does occur the house may not be home.
To be a Sytherin, Gryffindor, Hugglepuff, Ravenclaw exists within the soul.
But come forward student who doubts their place and I will tell you
Where you sleep tonight."
The short song ended and the doors of the dining hall opened. As Draco one time Malfoy now Argentum walked across the hall a slow hiss came from the direction of the Sytherins while everyone else seemed dead with shock.
Draco sat on the stool and looked over at Harry. Draco allowed a small smile then turned his attention back to the hat, which was now being put on his head by Dumbledore.
"SYTH.. Wait what's this?" the voice of the hat got very low. "Hmmm.. Very strange very strange indeed. No longer a Sytherin are we? A very strong change. I sense courage, compassion.love? No no Sytherin definitely not. Hugglepuff perhaps. But wait you have a very strong desire for one house. Do you really think you'll belong there? Interesting. Yes I believe that would be very good. Closeness yes.true friendship.
GRYFFINDOR."
It was so loud Draco nearly fell off the stool. A gasp traveled the whole hall. Harry got to his feet and started to clap. The rest of his house and soon Hugglepuff and Ravenclaw joined him. Sytherin sat scowling. As did Ron.
Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table a wave of Dumbledores wand changed the boys robes.
Ron finally stood up. He walked up to Draco. Silence fell again. Harry also walked over and got between the two boys. No one spoke for a long moment.
"You hurt him, I'll kill you." Ron said in a voice that no one would dare argue.
Draco nodded once.
"I'm sorry Harry." Ron said to his friend. Harry also nodded.
Ron went and sat down next to Hermione who put her arm around Ron.
"Do you want to give them another shock?" Draco whispered quietly.
"Right now? Here?"
"All eyes are on us Harry."
"I love you Draco."
"I love you too."
And with that the boys kissed. The entire hall seemed to explode. No one knew exactly what to think of this event. Some people whistled, others gasped, some shouted "ewww." Other actually clapped.
The boys ended their kiss and sat down next to each other.
Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Well now everyone enjoy their meal." He didn't give the kiss acknowledgment although some of the teachers looked ready to expel the boys. Snape looked absolutely livid.
"I can't believe you did that." Seamus was the first to speak.
"Right now how long as this been going on?" Dean asked.
"About 3 weeks." Draco answered.
"Although it seems like it was suppose to be this way all along." Harry said.
"Don't get all mushy, just because I except it doesn't mean I want to hear about it." Ron groaned.
"Well you just might seeing as though I'm your new roommate." Draco's face was in a naughty grin.
"Oh no." The realization just dawning on Ron.
"Don't worry Ron nothings going to happen, yet." Harry said. "Besides," he added quickly "I'm sure there's a silencing charm."
Ron covered his ears with his hands. Everyone laughed and even Ron cracked a smile.
Later in the day Draco moved his things into his new room. Dumbledore had conjured up another bed and had Harry and Ron help him with his things. "It's so much brighter in here." Draco commented. "Everything's so red and gold."
"Well if you're going to miss the dungeon I'll help you move back." Ron said but the tone of his voice was good-natured.
"No," Draco responded and looked at Harry, "Though I still fancy the color green."
Ron groaned and left the room in semi-mock disgust.
"Thought he would never leave." Draco said. He moved towards Harry and wrapped his arms around the other boy's waist.
"I'm so glad you're here." Harry stated.
Harry leaned in and kissed Draco softly on the lips. The kiss deepened as Draco opened his mouth inviting the other boy inside. Harry's hands were in Draco's hair and Draco's hands were slowing moving up and down Harry's back. Draco sat on the bad and Harry strattled him, not breaking the kiss. Draco's head fell back and Harry began to place small kisses on the silver haired boy neck. Both started to breath more heavily as Harry felt part of Draco growing beneath him. Draco began to suck gently on Harry's ear "Harry." He whispered. Draco's hands wandered up Harry's shirt touching his chest and stomach. The tips of his fingers trailed over Harry's skin making Harry shiver. Once again their mouths met. Draco lay backwards on the bed. Harry was on top. Harry pulled up Draco's shirt wanting to see part of the body he dreamed of wanting to taste more of his skin. Harry sat up right and pulled the shirt up. He stopped. What he saw made him stop.
All over Draco's white skin were scars. Diagonal cuts and gashed trailed all over the young boys skin. Draco immediately sat up almost knocking Harry off. He pulled his shirt back down immediately looking ashamed.
"Draco." Harry spoke softly. "What did he do to you?" The voice was soft full of concern and anger. That anyone could harm something so beautiful.
Draco was looking at the floor unwilling to met Harry's gaze.
"Let me see." Harry spoke.
Draco shook his head, his hair falling into eyes that were wet with tears he would not let fall.
"Let me see." Harry spoke again. He approached Draco and touched the shirt. Draco did not pull away. Slowly he allowed Harry to undress the top half of his body. Harry gasped at the amount of damage there was on Draco's small frame.
The large scar that went from his shoulder to his elbow was just the beginning. There was a large burn mark on his left side. Smaller scars traveled all over his chest. A line about five inches in length was right about his nipple. Draco didn't say a word as Harry looked at him. His anger for Draco's father built in side him. Then he noticed the boy back. It looked like he'd been whipped. Not just once either for newer scars crossed over older one's and still older more faded one's crossed over those.
"Draco." Harry whispered. He could find no words.
Draco spoke at long last slowly at first and then gained speed as memories spilled out.
"I told you, he never did it in public. But I did things wrong all the time. I was never good enough for him. He used magic sometimes (pointed at the burn) but most of the time muggle ways of punishment were more.fun for him." Tears started to roll down his face but he continued. "He'd whip me more often then not, small cuts with a knife he did a lot, he like to see the blood. One time he got so angry, I had told him I was going to leave, I didn't want to serve the Dark Lord, I told him he was a coward for bowing down to that thing. That's when he grabbed me threw me across the room. He kicked me in the stomach a few times then dragged me up the stairs. He through me in my room and then came back with a knife. He went out of control stabbed me deep that time. (the cut above his nipple) He left the room as I bled. The house elves helped me cleaned the cut; he had missed the heart by centimeters. He came back about two days later slightly surprised I was alive. He performed a quick healing charm and warned me to never cross him again."
Draco fell silent. Harry was at a loss. However bad things got at the Durlseys they were never that bad. He had had bruises and cuts from the beatings he got but never like this. Harry simply put his arms around Draco and gave him the only comfort he knew. "I will never let anyone hurt you again."
To Draco those words were exactly what he needed.
OK I'm not a medical type person so if there are mistakes there ignore them. Also I would like to recommend a story for everyone. Id o not know this author personally but I read the story and was completely impressed. There is no romance really but the story is wonderful. It's long but read it when you have the chance. "His Majestesty's secret Service" by Gwendolyn Grace.
