When Angels Die
Ch: 5
By: Riley Cat
Disclaimer: See previous chapters
AN: This first part is all in flashback mode. Hopefully this will answer
the questions on why Malfoy and Harry are friends.
FLASHBACKSSSSSS
It was the summer of Harry's fourth year and already it sucked. As soon as he had arrived back at Number 4 Privet Drive, Vernon Dursley wasted no time in reminding Harry of who the real boss was. Or, in his words, "You are nothing but a freak and a burden! To think that we had taken you in, fed you and cloth you and what do you bring us? Pain and shame! Know this, boy, if you do anything wrong, anything at all, you will receive the worse beating ever! Understand?" And Vernon had held true to his word.
Three days later, Harry was outside in the sweltering heat, trying to mow the grass with purple and blue bruises covering his body. His right eye was nearly sealed shut; Harry had supposedly insulted Duddly when he had called the blubbering rhino an idiot. It was true, after all, but Vernon didn't find it funny and had backhanded Harry across the face. That little incident only led to the beginning of many beatings and wishes for escape.
Well, on this particular day when Harry was sweating his ass off in the hot summer sun, he wasn't thinking about the pain the bruises caused or how much he would love to curse Vernon Dursley all the way to the moon; no, instead he was thinking about Hog warts. He couldn't wait to go back but he had to endure another two months of this pain.
Suddenly, a voice called out from between the bushes, startling Harry so much that he nearly chopped of his foot. "You don't need to deal with this Harry. You don't deserve that kind of abuse." That voice sounded so familiar. Harry wiped the sweat from his brow and stared out of his fogged up glasses, trying to find the source of that voice. "What are you talking about? Show yourself!"
A deep sigh could be heard and Harry focused on a small clump of trees swaying slightly. "I mean, you don't deserve to be beat like that. Why do you put up with it?" the voice asked, and Harry could feel the pain those words held. If the person wouldn't reveille himself or herself, then Harry would keep on talking. "I have nowhere else to go, that's why I put up with it." "I understand," the bushes moved and out stepped the pale figure of Draco Malfoy. "Because the same thing is happening to me."
Harry gasped at the state Malfoy was in. The once pale face was covered in deep bruises and his small frame looked half starved. Harry forgot that this was his rival and enemy as he rushed to help the stranded boy. "What the hell happened to you, Malfoy?" asked Harry, as he dragged to pale boy under a shaded tree. Harry listened with a heavy heart as Malfoy spilled his secret; how his father beat him for refusing to be a death eater, his escape from the manner and being on the run. Harry sympathized.
"I have no where to go, Potter. Everywhere I could go will be watched and I know my father will kill me! What should I do?" the blond boy cried silent tears while Harry watched. Then the idea struck him. "Stay here." Malfoy swiveled his head in Harry's direction. "Excuse me?" "Stay here. I know someone who will send me an Unplottable and an Untraceable charm, that way you can't be tracked. Who knows, maybe he'll perform a spell so we can use our wands! What do you say?" The small light of hope that graced Malfoy's eyes lightened Harry's spirit.
"You sure?" Harry nodded lightly. "Okay then." That was the beginning of Harry's new friendship. Sirius preformed the spells at Harry's request and helped to terrify the Dursley's. Needless to say that Sirius was pissed to find Harry being abused. Dumbledore never found out about Malfoy staying the summer or how the boys swapped spells. They even preformed some of the harmless ones like the full body bind on the Dursley's. When they arrived back at Hogwarts, the two still stayed fast friends despite what the school said. END FLASHBACK
"Welcome home Harry" said Draco. Harry stared silently at the taller man for a few moments before he launched his smaller frame into the waiting arms. "I missed you Harry," murmured Draco into Harry's ear. "I missed you too, Dray." Harry clung tightly to the comforting embrace and didn't want to let go.
"Are you still that inconsiderate, Potter? I thought you would say hello to me to" a cold voice drawled. Harry turned and hugged the surprised Severus Snape. "It's good to see you to." Harry knew the insult was only for show, for Snape hugged him right back. "I missed you to, Potter," he said in a shocked voice. "Harry. we..uh.. We're sorry." Harry tensed and turned slowly to face that oh so familiar voice.
Ron stood staring at him, his pale face more grown up and mature. A lovely woman with curly hair and soft brown eyes stared at him from Ron's side. "I'm so sorry Harry. We should have known." Hermione stopped talking when she saw Harry's eyes. They were so cold and not one ounce of emotion showed in them. "You should be sorry. I did nothing and yet I get punished. So typical." Harry finished his sentence and before Ron could open his mouth, Harry had thrown himself across the room and knocked both men to the floor.
Harry's hands found their way to Ron's throat as he squeezed and squeezed. Harry could hear screams in the background but all he could feel was a deep rage. He wanted to kill the body beneath him and he knew that knowledge flowed through his eyes and yet he continued to squeeze..
AN: Does Harry kill Ron? Find out in the next chapter! Thanks to all those who have reviewed and placed in their suggestions. They are gratefully needed! Well, I hope you enjoy and please review! ~Ta-ta
FLASHBACKSSSSSS
It was the summer of Harry's fourth year and already it sucked. As soon as he had arrived back at Number 4 Privet Drive, Vernon Dursley wasted no time in reminding Harry of who the real boss was. Or, in his words, "You are nothing but a freak and a burden! To think that we had taken you in, fed you and cloth you and what do you bring us? Pain and shame! Know this, boy, if you do anything wrong, anything at all, you will receive the worse beating ever! Understand?" And Vernon had held true to his word.
Three days later, Harry was outside in the sweltering heat, trying to mow the grass with purple and blue bruises covering his body. His right eye was nearly sealed shut; Harry had supposedly insulted Duddly when he had called the blubbering rhino an idiot. It was true, after all, but Vernon didn't find it funny and had backhanded Harry across the face. That little incident only led to the beginning of many beatings and wishes for escape.
Well, on this particular day when Harry was sweating his ass off in the hot summer sun, he wasn't thinking about the pain the bruises caused or how much he would love to curse Vernon Dursley all the way to the moon; no, instead he was thinking about Hog warts. He couldn't wait to go back but he had to endure another two months of this pain.
Suddenly, a voice called out from between the bushes, startling Harry so much that he nearly chopped of his foot. "You don't need to deal with this Harry. You don't deserve that kind of abuse." That voice sounded so familiar. Harry wiped the sweat from his brow and stared out of his fogged up glasses, trying to find the source of that voice. "What are you talking about? Show yourself!"
A deep sigh could be heard and Harry focused on a small clump of trees swaying slightly. "I mean, you don't deserve to be beat like that. Why do you put up with it?" the voice asked, and Harry could feel the pain those words held. If the person wouldn't reveille himself or herself, then Harry would keep on talking. "I have nowhere else to go, that's why I put up with it." "I understand," the bushes moved and out stepped the pale figure of Draco Malfoy. "Because the same thing is happening to me."
Harry gasped at the state Malfoy was in. The once pale face was covered in deep bruises and his small frame looked half starved. Harry forgot that this was his rival and enemy as he rushed to help the stranded boy. "What the hell happened to you, Malfoy?" asked Harry, as he dragged to pale boy under a shaded tree. Harry listened with a heavy heart as Malfoy spilled his secret; how his father beat him for refusing to be a death eater, his escape from the manner and being on the run. Harry sympathized.
"I have no where to go, Potter. Everywhere I could go will be watched and I know my father will kill me! What should I do?" the blond boy cried silent tears while Harry watched. Then the idea struck him. "Stay here." Malfoy swiveled his head in Harry's direction. "Excuse me?" "Stay here. I know someone who will send me an Unplottable and an Untraceable charm, that way you can't be tracked. Who knows, maybe he'll perform a spell so we can use our wands! What do you say?" The small light of hope that graced Malfoy's eyes lightened Harry's spirit.
"You sure?" Harry nodded lightly. "Okay then." That was the beginning of Harry's new friendship. Sirius preformed the spells at Harry's request and helped to terrify the Dursley's. Needless to say that Sirius was pissed to find Harry being abused. Dumbledore never found out about Malfoy staying the summer or how the boys swapped spells. They even preformed some of the harmless ones like the full body bind on the Dursley's. When they arrived back at Hogwarts, the two still stayed fast friends despite what the school said. END FLASHBACK
"Welcome home Harry" said Draco. Harry stared silently at the taller man for a few moments before he launched his smaller frame into the waiting arms. "I missed you Harry," murmured Draco into Harry's ear. "I missed you too, Dray." Harry clung tightly to the comforting embrace and didn't want to let go.
"Are you still that inconsiderate, Potter? I thought you would say hello to me to" a cold voice drawled. Harry turned and hugged the surprised Severus Snape. "It's good to see you to." Harry knew the insult was only for show, for Snape hugged him right back. "I missed you to, Potter," he said in a shocked voice. "Harry. we..uh.. We're sorry." Harry tensed and turned slowly to face that oh so familiar voice.
Ron stood staring at him, his pale face more grown up and mature. A lovely woman with curly hair and soft brown eyes stared at him from Ron's side. "I'm so sorry Harry. We should have known." Hermione stopped talking when she saw Harry's eyes. They were so cold and not one ounce of emotion showed in them. "You should be sorry. I did nothing and yet I get punished. So typical." Harry finished his sentence and before Ron could open his mouth, Harry had thrown himself across the room and knocked both men to the floor.
Harry's hands found their way to Ron's throat as he squeezed and squeezed. Harry could hear screams in the background but all he could feel was a deep rage. He wanted to kill the body beneath him and he knew that knowledge flowed through his eyes and yet he continued to squeeze..
AN: Does Harry kill Ron? Find out in the next chapter! Thanks to all those who have reviewed and placed in their suggestions. They are gratefully needed! Well, I hope you enjoy and please review! ~Ta-ta