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Chapter 2

Sirius stepped inside the main hall of Hogwart's, shaking the snow from his robes as if he were disguised as Snuffles. He glanced around the familiar castle, always feeling like home when he returned to the school. The smells of potions, food, and the distinctness of perfume lingered on the air currents. Sirius pulled his long black hair into a ponytail, the ends curling against his elbows. Haunted yet exquisitely piercing blue eyes darted for a certain face. He was rewarded when he was suddenly glomped by a tousled head. "Ack, Harry, your going to kill me!" he wheezed as the arms crushed his ribs. "Good god Harry, what have you been eating? Your a horse."

Harry scowled, withdrawing from the embrace. "Quidditch and being yelled at to eat twice my body weight," he glared pointedly at Hermione and Ron. "So blame it on them if you think I'm fat." He crossed his arms and huffed, pouting.

Sirius laughed. "Your not fat Harry! Your muscular and that makes me jealous." He indicated his lean frame, though toned in its own right, just didn't match Harry's. "How have you been Harry?" he asked seriously. His face took on its godfather role; stern and kind at the exact same time.

"Tired," Harry replied, running a hand through his hair. "You've been contacted about my going to Voldemort's strong hold with Remus?"

"I dont like it Harry but your old enough. However, Albus didn't tell me that I was going. I found that strange. Do you know why?"

"Maybe you should come with me." Harry nodded for Hermione and Ron to leave which they did reluctantly. "Sirius, Dumbledore and I have been discussing a crisis that has happened." Sirius immediately looked concerned. "No, I'm fine. I need you to keep an eye on someone, keep him from harm's way. He's very delicate right now. He was beaten and raped by a gang of Death Eaters."

"Who is it?!"

"Sirius, promise me that you won't get angry?" Sirius frowned. "Draco Malfoy."

"WHAT?! YOU EXPECT ME TO TAKE CARE OF THAT LITTLE BRAT?!" Sirius seethed. Harry covered his ears, knowing that his godfather could go on the tirade for quite some time. "HE PROBABLY GOT HIMSELF INTO THIS MESS! I WILL NEVER, EVER AGREE TO-" his words were cut off when said boy limped down the stairs accompanied by Blaise; the dark haired teen assisting his every step. Sirius' eyes went incredibly round. "What happened to him?" he asked in a harsh whisper to Harry.

"He was molested by a gang of Death Eater's; raped and beaten." Harry's voice was sad. Blaise nodded at him as they came to a pause in front of the duo. "Malfoy, are you well?"

"What do you think Potter?" Draco drawled. "I dont need your pity or compassion. As far as I'm concerned, we're still enemies. Dont think that a few hours of tending me will change that." He gritted his teeth as a spasm of pain lanced through his weak body. "Do you understand me Potter?"

"Sure Malfoy...whatever you say. However, I have some news." Draco shrugged his uninjured shoulder. "In light of these events, Dumbledore and myself have thought it best that you be under the care of someone who can provide you with ample protection. This is your new care taker, Sirius Black."

Sirius and Draco stared at each other unblinking, scrutinizing. "NO!" they both shouted as one after a minute's summarization. They glared. "I am not allowing a criminal to be within a foot of me!" Draco howled.

"And I am not going to stand to pamper that BRAT!"

Harry just sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I dont give a damn what you want. Now, unless you'd rather you go back to your father," Draco shuddered, "I suggest you wise up. Same goes for you Sirius. I hear the Dementors have a kiss to give you." Sirius shivered, glowwering at Harry who offered him an apologetic smile. "You will learn to behave. Okay?"

"Fine," Draco said sulkily. "I suppose I could agree to live with that mutt."

"I'm doing this for you Harry."

"Good, now that its settled. I have to plan some strategies with Remus. Dumbledore can you fill you in on the details." Harry embraced Sirius. "I'm sorry for that remark I made. I would never send you there. Take care of him and yourself. I love you." He kissed the older man's smoothe brow and withdrew. "Malfoy, get better. I miss seeing you." He winked to the irate wizard. "Come on Blaise, you can talk with Herms and Ron about your mission."

Sirius growled at Draco. "I'm not doing this because I like you. I could care less if you were fucking killed."

"Feelings mutual, mutt."

Sirius was forced to clench his fists tightly at his sides to not box the boy's jaw.

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Albus smiled at the two coldly silent men. "Oh, I see Harry convinced you. Lemondrop? Tea?" Both shook their heads as Albus poured three cups anyway. "Its important that you both stay out of site. Thats why I've come up with a place in seclusion where only myself, Harry, and Severus know about." Sirius snorted at Severus's name. "Its tucked away in the Alps."

"The Alps?" Draco yelped. "Its cold there!"

"Not to worry, Draco. The home has wards around it to prevent others from sensing you use magic. Heat should not be a problem. Blankets, food, and other supplies are already there courtesy of Severus. This final battle with Voldemort will be most dangerous and while your on the recuperation, you must not leave the cabin." Draco nodded curtly. "Poppy's estimated your wounds will be healed in a month. At that month, both you and Sirius will return to Hogwart's and participate in either the clean up or the be involved in the war itself should it not be through. However, if we lose, Hedwig-Harry's owl-has strict orders to bring a document stating it. Questions?"

"Can we leave now?" Draco asked, gingerly touching his bruised eye with nimble fingers.

"Its a Portkey," Albus handed Draco a worn tie. "Good luck and be safe. We'll try our very hardest to destroy Voldemort once and for all."

Draco and Sirius-glaring-touched the tie and were immediately transported. Draco looked around the cabin with disinterest, plopping onto the one bed in the corner near a fireplace. "Its freezing," he remarked, pointing his wand at the hearth. A blazing inferno erupt. "Much better." He removed his robes, muggle sweater and pants loose on his damaged figure.

Sirius did likewise, moving to sit on the couch opposite the fireplace. He glanced at Draco, the silver eyes were shut, his face contorting in pain. "Do you need a pain potion?" The boy nodded, grasping his ribs. Sirius handed him a vial. "Snape made it," he said disgustedly.

"Why do you hate him?" Draco asked once he finished swallowing the foul tasting liquid. "From what I know, he did nothing to you. You and those other Marauders teased him and played jokes; like almost killing him by sicking Lupin on him."

Sirius sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed, taking the empty glass from Draco's elegant fingers. "Snape did something to me that I'll never forget and he knew it. He used it to his advantage."

"And what did he do?"

".....Thats not your business."

"I'll just find out from Severus. It doesnt matter though I suspect his version will be much different from your own. You would rather I hate you more?"

"Fine but you tell you me why you Harry as much as you do." Draco considered for a few minutes then nodded. "I was in love with Remus." Draco raised a brow. "I had been since I met him in first year but I could never bring myself to admit it to him and then Snape decided he wanted Remus. I was too late and the next thing I knew; they were dating. A few hours later after their announcement, Snape sought me out. He told me what he was planning to do with Remus. He told me he wanted Remus for to just have sex. That was when I started to hate him."

"How long did they date?"

"A year and a half. I was so jealous that I lured Snape into the Shrieking Shack. Remus's heart broke and Snape won. I was twice defeated."

"...I'm sorry."

"I'm sure you are."

Draco rolled his eyes. "I hate Harry because I was taught to by my father. Later on, when I actually met him, I hated him more because he refused my friendship offer. Things just fell into place. He always ignored me and I wanted him to pay attention. Hating him seemed the best alternative."

"Do you love him?"

"I can't."

Sirius frowned. "Thats absurd. Why can't you?"

"Because being with him means my life is in more of threat than it already is. Besides, you don't go from hating someone to loving them. That'd be like you and Severus." Sirius blanched at the image of him and Severus paired. Draco chuckled. "I actually find the vision quite....nice." With a coy grin, Draco rolled onto his side. "Goodnight Black, your used to sleeping on the floor."

Sirius was baffled as the younger man drifted into slumber.

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