Title: Needing You Always
Written By: Landell
Disclaimer: The characters of this story are not mine. All characters belong to J. K. Rowling and the Harry Potter Series.
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Chapter 12: You're with Me Now, My Sleeping Dragon.
The next few days had been a nightmare for Harry. There had been no word from Sirius, Remus, or Draco. Harry was very worried. What could've happened to them? Were they all dead?
To make matters worse, Harry was forced into coming out to Ron, Hermione, and the Weasleys. It was no big surprise that the Weasleys were very accepting of Harry. They just wanted him to be happy and have the best possible life. And, it was no big surprise that Hermione had already figured that much out.
"I saw you watching Oliver Wood all those times during quidditch." Hermione said with a smile. "I knew you were gay or at least bi."
But to Harry's disappointment, Ron had become a very different person. Harry had had Ron mad at him before but nothing like this.
"I can't believe it!" Ron had yelled. "You're gay!"
"Come off it, Ron." Hermione said. "Harry's no different than he was before. Now you know he likes men better than he does girls."
"NO!" Ron yelled. "He is different. He's gay!"
"Ron, please." Harry begged. "I can't do this. I need you as a friend right now. I don't want to fight."
Ron shook his head. "Not only are you gay, Harry, but you've fallen in love with Malfoy!"
Harry hung his head. Tears fell down his cheek and landed softly on the floor.
"Draco Malfoy! The man that has made our lives a living hell for the past seven years. That same man who has tried to kill you countless times. That same man who insulted Hermione constantly. That same man who has made fun of my family since day one! How could you, Harry? I thought you had better taste than that filthy, dirty git."
"Don't you ever insult Draco like that ever again!" Harry yelled. He had been smoldering ever since Ron had opened his mouth. "He feels very sorry about what he has done. He was going to apologize to you this summer for what happened at school, but I'll make sure that he doesn't. I'm sure that the high and mighty Ronald Arthur Weasley is too good to even hear an apology from that 'filthy, dirty git.'"
With that, Harry stormed out of the room. He slumped down into the large red couch in the small living room and cried. Harry ended up crying himself to sleep.
The next two days were spent very much the same. Ron and Harry had stopped speaking to each other. Hermione was torn between her lover and her best friend.
Then finally, on the third day after Sirius and Remus had left for Malfoy Manor, there came a small knock on the front door of the Weasley's house.
"I've got it." Mrs. Weasley called as she opened the door. "Oh my God."
There , standing at the door, was Sirius and Remus supporting a barely conscious Draco Malfoy. All three were battered and bruised but Draco, it seemed, was more so.
"Draco!" Harry yelled as he ran to his lover. "Draco! Oh my God. What has he done to you?"
"Here, Harry. Help us get him inside." Sirius said.
Harry put Draco's arm around his neck, relieving Remus of his weight. Remus gave a sigh of relief.
They quickly brought Draco inside and placed him on the couch.
"Draco, sweetie?" Harry cooed as he strocked Draco's hair. How he had missed Draco's feel. Draco's soft skin and silky hair.
"Harry?" Draco whispered as he started to come to. "Harry, is that you?"
"Yeah, Drac, it's me." Harry said as he began to cry. He was so happy he couldn't contain himself.
"I couldn't do it, Harry." Draco said. "I couldn't kill them. I couldn't become a Death Eater."
"I know you couldn't." Harry said.
"I kept thinking of you." Draco whispered as he squeezed Harry's hand. "It's the only thing that kept me alive. I kept thinking of you."
Harry smiled fondly; lovingly at Draco. Draco smiled back as best he could. Harry watched as Draco's face was swept with pain, unbelievable pain. Draco slipped back into unconsciousness.
"What happened?" Harry asked, never taking his eyes off Draco.
"We snuck into Malfoy Manor." Remus began. "We had to go in, in our animagus forms. The Manor was too well protected with curses and hexes."
"We were barely able to get in." Sirius said softly.
"We went down into the dungeons." Remus said sadly. "There were so many rooms. There was so much that we saw."
"That's what took us so long. We had to find him in such a big place." Sirius said. "Arthur, we could get Lucius if the Ministry could get down there."
Arthur nodded his head. His smile broadened and he quickly left the room.
"What happened when you found him?" Harry asked still rubbing Draco's cheek.
"He was chained on the floor, still under Crustiatus." Remus said softly. "We transfigured back and were able to get him unchained."
"Be we hadn't noticed that Lucius had come back." Sirius said, his face showing no emotion. "I faced him in a duel."
Everyone gasped, even Remus. The look of fear plastered to his face.
"I was so afraid." Remus said. Unshed tears were welling up in his golden eyes.
"So was I." Sirius admitted.
"What happened?" Ron asked. Harry looked at Ron with what seemed to be pure hatred in his eyes.
"I beat him." Sirius said not noticing Harry's glare. "I put him under Impervious and had him lock himself in another dungeon and throw away the key."
"It took us nearly two hours to get all of Lucius' curses off of Draco." Remus said locking eyes with Harry. "He was barely alive when we were finished."
"He only said one thing." Sirius said looking down at Harry lovingly. "'Harry."'
Harry turned his attention back to the sleeping Draco. He leaned down and ever so gently kissed Draco on the lips.
Sirius continued. "We transfigured him to look like a bone and then transfigured ourselves. We carried him out the back and into the woods."
"It didn't take long for Lucius to break free from Sirius' curse and come after us." Remus said. "He nearly caught us but we were able to hide out."
"Just before we got away, Lucius started shouting at us and Draco." Sirius said softly. "He disowned him, Harry. He kicked Draco out of his life forever."
"Good." Harry said firmly. "Draco doesn't need a father like him."
"Harry, you know better." Remus said. Harry was very surprised by the outburst. Remus had never spoken to him like that before.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, staring hard at Remus.
"Harry, you should know better than anyone else that not having a family isn't any fun."
"Even if they aren't the nicest people in the world." Sirius said. "Harry, when Draco wakes up, you are going to need to be there for him. He can't have you saying his father's the worst father there is. He knows that and he has to admit that to himself and not you."
"You're right." Harry said hanging his head low. "I'm sorry."
Molly went about healing the three cut and bruised men. She spent an extra long amount of time fussing over Draco. This worried Harry to no end but Mrs. Weasley assured him that Draco would be fine.
"Would you like some tea, Sirius? Remus?" Molly asked when she was finished.
"Yes, please, Molly." Sirius said. "And if you have anything a little stronger, you can put that in there as well."
Molly smiled at him. She turned to Remus.
"Hot chocolate would be nice, Molly." Remus said hopefully. "If you don't mind. You make the best hot chocolate."
"Not at all, Remus." Molly said. "Harry, Ron, I'll bring you two in some hot chocolate as well. Hermione, could you help me?"
"Sure thing, Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said as she dislodged her hand from Ron's. The two went quickly into the kitchen.
The room fell silent as the four men sat there deep in their own thoughts. Harry was gently caressing Draco's cheek again when he felt a warm hand fall on his shoulder.
Harry turned around to find Ron slightly smiling at him. Harry half heartedly smiled back at him.
"Harry? I'm sorry for what I said." Ron said giving Harry's shoulder a squeeze. "I never really meant it. It's just, it hurt when you didn't tell me. I'm your best friend."
"I know Ron." Harry said. "And I'm sorry too."
The two embraced like brothers, laughing like children.
"So I take it, you two weren't on speaking terms?" Remus asked.
"Yeah." Ron said sadly. "But I missed talking to my friend, even if he's a dirty git."
Harry punched Ron in the arm.
"Ow!" Ron yelped as he placed his other hand over his arm protectively.
"You need to watch you're language." Harry said smirking at Ron.
The two friends sat down and talked softly. Remus and Sirius joined in, talking lightly about quidditch. Harry stayed protectively close to Draco, stroking and caressing him gently.
Mrs. Weasley and Hermione came back in carrying steaming hot mugs.
They all sat there talking as they drank down their hot chocolate (or in Sirius' case, "juiced up" tea.). Harry never left Draco's side the whole evening.
"Well, we had better get him up to bed." Mrs. Weasley said pointing at Draco, now that it was well past midnight.
Sirius and Harry carried Draco up the stairs into Harry's own bedroom. It had once been George and Fred's room but with them working to get their Wizarding Joke Shop off the ground, they were never home.
They layed Draco on the bed. Molly changed his bandages and healed the cuts the best she could.
"Goodnight, Harry!" Everyone called as they were all but pushed out of the room.
"Goodnight." Harry called. "See you all in the morning."
Harry closed the door softly. He turned to his lover who was still passed out on the bed.
"My poor Draco." Harry whispered as he crossed the distance to the bed. "My poor Sleeping Dragon."
Harry gently kissed Draco's forehead. Then he lightly kissed Draco on the lips.
"Let's get you undressed." Harry said. "I know how much you hate sleeping in your clothes."
Harry effortlessly cleared Draco of his clothes. He threw them onto the dirty laundry hamper. Then he quickly shed his own clothes putting his clothes in the hamper as well. He placed Draco under the big comforter and slid in under the comforter next to Draco.
"Goodnight, my sweet Draco." Harry whispered into Draco's ear. He kissed Draco softly one more time before he wrapped his arms around Draco and fell asleep.
