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~:~I Think I'm Drowning~:~
The platinum blonde at the door...
...He watched Harry's eyes spill tears.
He watched this raven-haired beauty cry for an unworthy cause.
That weasel did not deserve such precious tears.
"Once again, the weasel's made a mistake,"he whispered to himself.
With an inaudible sigh, the blonde turned and stalked away...
...While walking, he contemplated his years at Hogwarts.
What he'd done to Potter.
What he could've done to Potter.
What he SHOULD have done to Harry.
What he WOULD have done for Harry.
And when Harry Potter became the center of Draco Malfoy's dreams and fantasies.
'I should've had him,'Draco thought to himself,'If I were Harry's lover, he would only cry out of joy. I could never willingly inflict pain on such a wonderful person.'
His thoughts turned bitter as his mind began to concentrate on the redhead that had betrayed his crush.
'That utter bastard,'he thought,'All these years, I told Potter Weasley wasn't what he wanted. If he'd only LISTENED to me back in first year, maybe he wouldn't be in this mess.'
Draco heaved another sigh as he approached the Slytherin portrait hole.
'And maybe he'd be mine.'
~/~Slytherin Common Room~/~
"Draco!,"Pansy squealed, jumping from her seat as Draco stepped into the common room,"I've been looking for you?...What happened?"
Draco sighed.
"It's Potter again, isn't it?,"Pansy asked, concern evident in her eyes.
Pansy may have been snotty and obnixious at times, but she was Draco's best friend. She looked up to him, even more than she looked up to her own parents.
She had known since fourth year that Draco had a thing for Potter.
At first, she had been angry beyond words. She had hoped that she and Draco could get together, and start a respectable family together.
However, as time went on, she saw that Potter was perfect for her best friend. He was the light to Draco's dark, the good to his evil. The two could go together like milk and cookies.
She eventually decided that if Potter could get Draco to pine for him so badly, and overlook hundreds of dates and offers, that he must've been the ideal match for her best friend.
"Pansy...I..I saw-"
"Did you catch him kissing Weasley?,"Pansy asked, sitting next to Draco as he took off his robe.
"No. I-...I was walking by the Gryffindor Tower, since I had to go to Severus' office. I was walking when I heard yelling and then screams. It sounded like Weasley was attacking him! When I got a bit closer to listen, he ran out in tears."
Pansy looked at Draco in a concerned manner.
Not just concern for her friend, but concern for Potter.
If anything bad had happened to the green eyed boy, Draco would feel guilty.
Which is why she had begun to look out for him.
She decided that she would make sure that Draco's love was safe, and that her pale friend would not end up hearbroken, should his green eyed crush be hurt.
Pansy, being the queen of gossip that she was, always knew what was lies and what was truth.
And she had been hearing too many truths about the violent relationship of Potter and Weasley.
She had hired Lavender Brown, a Gryffindor aqquaintance of her's, to spy on the couple when possible.
And the feedback she'd recieved so far was not what she wanted to hear.
"Dray, you know Potter and Weasley hit a rough patch since last year. Weasley's bound to drive him away-"
"No, he's not just driving him away, Pans!...He's hurting him..."
Pansy swore she saw tears in Draco's eyes.
"Pans, I have to find out somehow. I just...I want to make sure."
Pansy bit her lip, not wanting to spill the beans.
But, as a tear slid down her best friend's pale cheek, she could not hold back any longer.
"Dray...I've been hearing some things..."
Draco looked up.
"Things about me?"
"No...About Weasley and Potter. You see-"
"What did you do?,"Draco growled.
"NOTHING!"
With a deep, calming breath, Pansy brought her voice down to a whisper.
"I hired Lavender Brown to...spy on them for me. I just wanted to make sure that Potter was fine, because if he got hurt I knew-"
"That I'd feel guilty and heartbroken?,"Draco deadpanned, wiping his eyes.
Pansy nodded, feeling guilty herself.
"Yeah...and I got...some disturbing facts."
"Like what?"
Pansy sighed, her stomach fluttering.
"Weasley had Potter on SOME leash. Potter sleeps when he says to, showers when he says to, hugs him when he says to, kisses him when he says to. If Potter disobeyes..."
"What?"
"If Potter disobeyes, Weasley picks a random person to have their way with him for the night, just to get Potter scared enough to listen to him again. But, Weasley never lets anyone go beyond kissing. He claims that 'that body is only for him to take, and no one else.'"
Draco's eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates.
"So...he's selling him?"
"Not just that...but when Potter disobeyes, and Weasley doesn't feel like dealing with him, Weasley goes and makes out with Granger for a few hours. That's what happened last week, except Potter caught them in the act. So, what you most likely heard was-"
"An arguement. Weasley probably did something dumb, got Harry started, and then they must have started yelling."
"...Draco I-"
"It's okay...Pansy?"
"Yeah, Dray?"
"What are we going to do now?"
"About Potter? Or about you feeling guilty?"
"Both."
"...We can always hire another spy so we can keep an eye on Potter for you. Make sure Weasley doesn't hurt hi-"
The portrait door flew open.
"Draco, Pansy, you have to come and look at this!"
Blaise Zabini ran into the common room, her robes billowing behind her.
"What happened?,"Pansy asked, cutting off her conversation with Draco.
"It's Potter and Weasley again! Weasley was attacking him, when Finnigan and Longbottom stepped in. Potter ran away, in tears! Weasley caught him though, and now he's chasing Potter through halls!"
Draco's eyes widened again.
"Come on!,"Blaise yelled,"You have to come and look! He starting firing spells when I came to get you!"
~/~In the Hallways~/~
"GET BACK HERE, POTTER!,"came a firghteningly loud bellow.
A redhead was pursuit of his raven haired beauty.
"Harry, come out, come out wherever you are!,"Ron teased,"NOW!"
Harry was hiding in a broom closet, less than five feet away from Ron. He held his breath, hoping that Ron would not locate him.
Ron, knowing his Harry, opened the door to the closet, grabbing the struggling boy.
"Ron, PLEASE! Let go!,"Harry screeched, his voice full of pain and fear.
"Oh, no, not this time! This time, you pay for disobeying me!"
Ron lifted his wand, but was cut off as a spell shot it out of his hand.
"Ron,"Ginny screamed, catching her brother's wand,"What are you DOING?!"
"He disobeyed, Gin. He needs to be taught a lesson,"Ron growled, now holding Harry's arm behind him.
"Ron, please....Let me go. Please don't-Ah!"
Harry was cut off as Ron's hand once again made hard contact with his cheek.
"Ron, let go of him NOW!,"Ginny screamed, fear evident in her voice.
"Just give me my wand, Gin,"Ron snapped,"And I won't have to hurt you either."
Ginny stood her ground.
"Fine!,"Ron yelled, reaching into his pocket.
He pulled out a small blade. Small, yet clearly capable of piercing skin.
"Ron, NO!"
Harry's eyes flashed with fear and pain as Ron dug the sharp blade into the flesh of his neck.
"There now,"Ron cooed softly, licking some of the ever-flowing blood off of Harry's neck,"You're being punished, Potter. I want to hear you scream and apologize to me."
Harry, although compelled to scream, held back, pursing his lips together tightly.
"I. Said. SCREAM!"
Ron squeezed Harry's neck, causing more red life fluid to gush out.
Harry screamed in pain, as if he had been hit with the crucio curse.
"I'm sorry!,"he wailed,"I'M SORRY!"
"That's better...scream again."
Before the pain took him over, Harry passed out, his head lolling to one side.
Ron, now angered by this, dropped his boyfriends body.
"You dare to pass out on me!...I'll show you!"
Ron picked up his leg, as if he were about to kick Harry in the head.
...Until a bright blue light hit him square in the chest, knocking him aside.
...And two blondes ran over.
"Oh god,"Pansy whispered, catching sight of the bloody boy that was Harry Potter.
"Go get help,"Draco ordered.
Pansy just stood there, too scared to move.
"GO!"
With one final glance at the still body, Pansy ran off, Ginny close behind.
Draco bent over, examining Harry's still, lithe body.
He found the neck wound still open, and ripped off a piece of his shirt, carefully pressing it to the cut, hoping to stop the blood.
"Hold on Harry,"he whispered,"You didn't die with Voldemort, and you won't die because of some poor, house broken weasel."
Draco stopped and listened to Harry's ragged breathing.
"I won't let you."
~:~ End Chapter Three~:~
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~:~I Think I'm Drowning~:~
The platinum blonde at the door...
...He watched Harry's eyes spill tears.
He watched this raven-haired beauty cry for an unworthy cause.
That weasel did not deserve such precious tears.
"Once again, the weasel's made a mistake,"he whispered to himself.
With an inaudible sigh, the blonde turned and stalked away...
...While walking, he contemplated his years at Hogwarts.
What he'd done to Potter.
What he could've done to Potter.
What he SHOULD have done to Harry.
What he WOULD have done for Harry.
And when Harry Potter became the center of Draco Malfoy's dreams and fantasies.
'I should've had him,'Draco thought to himself,'If I were Harry's lover, he would only cry out of joy. I could never willingly inflict pain on such a wonderful person.'
His thoughts turned bitter as his mind began to concentrate on the redhead that had betrayed his crush.
'That utter bastard,'he thought,'All these years, I told Potter Weasley wasn't what he wanted. If he'd only LISTENED to me back in first year, maybe he wouldn't be in this mess.'
Draco heaved another sigh as he approached the Slytherin portrait hole.
'And maybe he'd be mine.'
~/~Slytherin Common Room~/~
"Draco!,"Pansy squealed, jumping from her seat as Draco stepped into the common room,"I've been looking for you?...What happened?"
Draco sighed.
"It's Potter again, isn't it?,"Pansy asked, concern evident in her eyes.
Pansy may have been snotty and obnixious at times, but she was Draco's best friend. She looked up to him, even more than she looked up to her own parents.
She had known since fourth year that Draco had a thing for Potter.
At first, she had been angry beyond words. She had hoped that she and Draco could get together, and start a respectable family together.
However, as time went on, she saw that Potter was perfect for her best friend. He was the light to Draco's dark, the good to his evil. The two could go together like milk and cookies.
She eventually decided that if Potter could get Draco to pine for him so badly, and overlook hundreds of dates and offers, that he must've been the ideal match for her best friend.
"Pansy...I..I saw-"
"Did you catch him kissing Weasley?,"Pansy asked, sitting next to Draco as he took off his robe.
"No. I-...I was walking by the Gryffindor Tower, since I had to go to Severus' office. I was walking when I heard yelling and then screams. It sounded like Weasley was attacking him! When I got a bit closer to listen, he ran out in tears."
Pansy looked at Draco in a concerned manner.
Not just concern for her friend, but concern for Potter.
If anything bad had happened to the green eyed boy, Draco would feel guilty.
Which is why she had begun to look out for him.
She decided that she would make sure that Draco's love was safe, and that her pale friend would not end up hearbroken, should his green eyed crush be hurt.
Pansy, being the queen of gossip that she was, always knew what was lies and what was truth.
And she had been hearing too many truths about the violent relationship of Potter and Weasley.
She had hired Lavender Brown, a Gryffindor aqquaintance of her's, to spy on the couple when possible.
And the feedback she'd recieved so far was not what she wanted to hear.
"Dray, you know Potter and Weasley hit a rough patch since last year. Weasley's bound to drive him away-"
"No, he's not just driving him away, Pans!...He's hurting him..."
Pansy swore she saw tears in Draco's eyes.
"Pans, I have to find out somehow. I just...I want to make sure."
Pansy bit her lip, not wanting to spill the beans.
But, as a tear slid down her best friend's pale cheek, she could not hold back any longer.
"Dray...I've been hearing some things..."
Draco looked up.
"Things about me?"
"No...About Weasley and Potter. You see-"
"What did you do?,"Draco growled.
"NOTHING!"
With a deep, calming breath, Pansy brought her voice down to a whisper.
"I hired Lavender Brown to...spy on them for me. I just wanted to make sure that Potter was fine, because if he got hurt I knew-"
"That I'd feel guilty and heartbroken?,"Draco deadpanned, wiping his eyes.
Pansy nodded, feeling guilty herself.
"Yeah...and I got...some disturbing facts."
"Like what?"
Pansy sighed, her stomach fluttering.
"Weasley had Potter on SOME leash. Potter sleeps when he says to, showers when he says to, hugs him when he says to, kisses him when he says to. If Potter disobeyes..."
"What?"
"If Potter disobeyes, Weasley picks a random person to have their way with him for the night, just to get Potter scared enough to listen to him again. But, Weasley never lets anyone go beyond kissing. He claims that 'that body is only for him to take, and no one else.'"
Draco's eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates.
"So...he's selling him?"
"Not just that...but when Potter disobeyes, and Weasley doesn't feel like dealing with him, Weasley goes and makes out with Granger for a few hours. That's what happened last week, except Potter caught them in the act. So, what you most likely heard was-"
"An arguement. Weasley probably did something dumb, got Harry started, and then they must have started yelling."
"...Draco I-"
"It's okay...Pansy?"
"Yeah, Dray?"
"What are we going to do now?"
"About Potter? Or about you feeling guilty?"
"Both."
"...We can always hire another spy so we can keep an eye on Potter for you. Make sure Weasley doesn't hurt hi-"
The portrait door flew open.
"Draco, Pansy, you have to come and look at this!"
Blaise Zabini ran into the common room, her robes billowing behind her.
"What happened?,"Pansy asked, cutting off her conversation with Draco.
"It's Potter and Weasley again! Weasley was attacking him, when Finnigan and Longbottom stepped in. Potter ran away, in tears! Weasley caught him though, and now he's chasing Potter through halls!"
Draco's eyes widened again.
"Come on!,"Blaise yelled,"You have to come and look! He starting firing spells when I came to get you!"
~/~In the Hallways~/~
"GET BACK HERE, POTTER!,"came a firghteningly loud bellow.
A redhead was pursuit of his raven haired beauty.
"Harry, come out, come out wherever you are!,"Ron teased,"NOW!"
Harry was hiding in a broom closet, less than five feet away from Ron. He held his breath, hoping that Ron would not locate him.
Ron, knowing his Harry, opened the door to the closet, grabbing the struggling boy.
"Ron, PLEASE! Let go!,"Harry screeched, his voice full of pain and fear.
"Oh, no, not this time! This time, you pay for disobeying me!"
Ron lifted his wand, but was cut off as a spell shot it out of his hand.
"Ron,"Ginny screamed, catching her brother's wand,"What are you DOING?!"
"He disobeyed, Gin. He needs to be taught a lesson,"Ron growled, now holding Harry's arm behind him.
"Ron, please....Let me go. Please don't-Ah!"
Harry was cut off as Ron's hand once again made hard contact with his cheek.
"Ron, let go of him NOW!,"Ginny screamed, fear evident in her voice.
"Just give me my wand, Gin,"Ron snapped,"And I won't have to hurt you either."
Ginny stood her ground.
"Fine!,"Ron yelled, reaching into his pocket.
He pulled out a small blade. Small, yet clearly capable of piercing skin.
"Ron, NO!"
Harry's eyes flashed with fear and pain as Ron dug the sharp blade into the flesh of his neck.
"There now,"Ron cooed softly, licking some of the ever-flowing blood off of Harry's neck,"You're being punished, Potter. I want to hear you scream and apologize to me."
Harry, although compelled to scream, held back, pursing his lips together tightly.
"I. Said. SCREAM!"
Ron squeezed Harry's neck, causing more red life fluid to gush out.
Harry screamed in pain, as if he had been hit with the crucio curse.
"I'm sorry!,"he wailed,"I'M SORRY!"
"That's better...scream again."
Before the pain took him over, Harry passed out, his head lolling to one side.
Ron, now angered by this, dropped his boyfriends body.
"You dare to pass out on me!...I'll show you!"
Ron picked up his leg, as if he were about to kick Harry in the head.
...Until a bright blue light hit him square in the chest, knocking him aside.
...And two blondes ran over.
"Oh god,"Pansy whispered, catching sight of the bloody boy that was Harry Potter.
"Go get help,"Draco ordered.
Pansy just stood there, too scared to move.
"GO!"
With one final glance at the still body, Pansy ran off, Ginny close behind.
Draco bent over, examining Harry's still, lithe body.
He found the neck wound still open, and ripped off a piece of his shirt, carefully pressing it to the cut, hoping to stop the blood.
"Hold on Harry,"he whispered,"You didn't die with Voldemort, and you won't die because of some poor, house broken weasel."
Draco stopped and listened to Harry's ragged breathing.
"I won't let you."
~:~ End Chapter Three~:~
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