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anyhow like I said, I don't own anything in Harry Potter, I like our reviews, 'cause without reviews, I'd just stop writing it. Questions, comments, concerns, suggestions? Then please e-mail mail me.
I've lost my Spell Check, so be prepared for my spelling errors..
Chapter
"Where would we like to start?"
"I'd like to start by leaving."
"Now, c'mon, I'm just trying to help you, don't you want to be helped?"
Draco scowled deeply,"I'm not even going to dignifiy that with an answer."
The psychitrist pressed his lips together in a thin smile.
"Is that your pet," he asked peering over Draco's shoulder, extending his hand to stroke Prat's gleaming head.
"Don't touch her," he snapped, Draco's silver eyes glittered with anger.
The shrink snapped his hand back, smiling uncertainly.
"What's the matter, Draco, don't you like me?"
"Oh my, you've found out my terrible secret! I knew someday it would be out,I don't like you! You must be a genuis, to have figured out my well disguised dislike of you."
The shrink gave his thin lipped smile again, which looked more forced then ever.
"So, why don't you like me? Do I intimidate you?"
"Why, that *must* be it! Well, thank you for this nonsense, I'm all better, you've changed my life."
The man sighed, they told him this was going to be difficult,"Would you like some tea?"
"Don't you mean, would "we" like some tea?"
The psychitrist faked a laugh while he poured two cups.
"Here you go," he handed Draco a cup.
Draco took the cup and stared unsmiling at the shrink.
He had the sudden urge beat the bloody hell out of the man with his tea cup, it worked with the pitcher, did it not?
Draco started to blank out the words of what the shrink was saying, listening to his own thoughts.
Hmm, was this mint tea? Draco sniffed it cautuisly, yep, and somethingelse.. Draco carefully took a sip from his cup.
Draco looked up from his cup, that man had stopped talking.
"What the bloody hell are you looking a-" He stopped mid sentence, a buzz was begining to surround his brain, and penetrate.
"How are you feeling?" His words made the buzz penetrate deeper into his brain.
"Not-- very-well.."
The buzz clouded his eyesight, as he lost consious.
"Oh....my, Draco?"
Harry hurried down the hall, with his arms full of books and scrolls, only to get them knocked down by a pint sized hufflepuff.
"Hey kid, watch where you're going!"
The only response from the kid was a wave of his hand as he ran past Harry.
As Harry stooped to get his fallen scrolls, several more students nearly trampled him. "Hey, stop-" Harry grabbed one of the trampelees," What's going on?"
"Draco'sgoingintoacoma,'causesomebodydruggedhim'anhehadabadreactiontoit," he rasped.
"Er, huh?"
"Draco's in the infirmiry!"
"What, how?!"
"He had some sort of overdose of a drug, he's going into a coma, it's real bad."
"Draco does drugs," Harry asked, confused, Draco seemed a tad bit too smart for *that*.
"*No*," he said impatentily, "somebody drugged *him*."
"Oh," Harry didn't have anything to say, so many things were happening to Draco, he didn't deserve this..
"Thank god this day is over."
"I agree, now Draco can get some much needed rest."
"Do-you think he'll be alright?"
"I certainly hope so."
"URHG, get it off! It's all over! AARGH." A thin framed person was straining against his tangled sheets, sweat poured down his forehead, and tangled his usually sleek white blonde hair.
Harry sat silently in the corner of Draco's hospital room, watching quietly.
"Leave me ALONE, I don't want anything from you, DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT ANYTHING!!"
Silently Harry stood up, and walked towards Draco's bed.
"Make it stop! Make it leave me alone, can't anyone leave me alone?!"
Harry leaned forward and pulled a sweat soaked strand of hair from Draco's forehead, and smoothed it back.
"Harry?"
Harry froze, what was to happen now?
"Harry, don't leave me, don't leave me too!"
Harry stood undecided, did Draco really know he was here?
"No, Harry won't leave me, Harry never leaves.."
Harry leaned over and whispered,
"I'll be back Draco, good bye."
"'Bye Harry."
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"I heard what happened to Draco, Harry," Hermione said, buttering a piece of toast, "Apperantly, a psychitrist he was seeing gave him tranquilizers in his tea, to make him a more willing patient, you know how Malfoy is, but it caused weird reactions, sent him straight to a hospital bed, now he has hullcianations and everything."
"Can you not talk about Malfoy first thing at breakfast Herm, especially with that *thing* following Harry?"
Harry laughed as Prat shot a stream of smoke at Ron's face.
"She heard that Ron."
"I don't see how you put up with it Harry, shouldn't it be with Malfoy or something?"
"I dunno, she just started to follow me." Harry offered a piece of toast to the dragon, but since she was still nursing on the dragonfly honey, she politly refused. Politly as in knock the bread into someone's goblet of pumpkin juice.
"Harry, get that thing off the table," complained a fourth year, who's pumpkin juice was just assulated by a flying piece of toast.
Harry had the sudden urge to just tell her shut up and sod off.
Dumb prick.
"What do you want me to do, make her dissapear, and have Malfoy send his "friends" jumping on my back? No thanks, but you could take a try, couldn't you, but I'd be careful since it takes powerful magic to cast on a dragon, do you have powerful magic? No? How suprising."
She muttered something, that Harry couldn't quite hear, and went back to her buissness.
Ron stared at Harry, "Wow, are you feeling alright, Harry, you really snapped at her."
Harry shrugged and went back to eating his breakfast.
"I mean, it's only Malfoy's pet thing.."
Harry speared a sasuage with his fork, "Whatever, Ron."
An uncomfortable silence shifted between them.
Hermione looked at them both, then threw her hands up in dispair, "*Honestly*, can't you boys go without a week without getting into a row with each other?"
Harry laughed, "You're right, I'm sorry, Ron."
Ron grinned, "Whatever."
"Boys," hermione sniffed," absoulty *bonkers*"
"By the way, hurry up, classes are starting."
Ron rolled his eyes, "Thank you *Professor Mcgonagall*"
"I'll catch up with you guys, I have to return the dragon, I can't have her running amuk in class."
"Yeah, be careful."
"Be careful, be careful of what?"
"You know..just be careful."
"Fine then."
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"Malfoy, what are you doing?"
"Er..none of your business Potter!"
Harry eyed the blonde haired boy, who was climbing out a window, that was about two stories from the ground mind you.
"Well, before you plummet to your death, I thought I ought to give you your dragon back."
"I'm not an *idiot* Potter, I *know* I'm high up, but these walls are fairly easy to scale, and anything is better then staying here."
"Oh yes, friends, education, nice place to sleep, free food, I can see why you would risk almost certain death to get away from it all."
"Don't patronize me, Potter, I'll do what I want."
"Don't be an idoit Malfoy! At least wait until you're on level ground and it's night, and any how, where do you think you'll go?"
Draco climbed out of the window, and leaned against it and crossed his arms across his chest, "None of your business, now go away before I decide to kick your sorry ass again."
Harry stared at Draco for a moment, "....What's the *real* reason you're running away?"
Draco stood opened mouthed, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Harry smirked,"It's not like you to do something rash and stupid like running away from your problems."
"So you think you know me, now?"
"No, I do know you, I know that you're going to tell me."
"What rubish..."
Harry smiled, and began to stroke Prat's head.
"Are you just going to stay there all day?"
Harry's smile widened, "Maybe.."
"Bloody hell! I'll tell you already! Damn you're annoying little bogger."
"Well....I'm waiting."
"I-..something bad's going to happen, Potter, and I'm not staying here to let it get me!"
Harry frowned slightly,"You've heard something?"
"Not exactly.."
"You saw something?"
"No.."
"Then what is it?"
Draco sighed, and picked up Prat,"Ever since I got Prat..things changed for me, she's...a part of me now."
Harry listened silently.
"I hear the things she hears..see the things that she can see, I know what she's feeling..I can feel that it's not safe for me to be here anymore, I have to go now, but that isn't even all of it, I feel that *you* shouldn't be here either, it's dangerous for both of us."
"So you think I should run away too?"
Draco looked him in the eyes, "I don't care what you do, just let me leave."
"So where are you going, the forest?"
"The forest doesn't scare me."
"Oh, really?"
Draco looked at Harry for a moment, "You're going to go with me, aren't you?!"
Harry smiled," Well...it concerns me as it concerns you..."
"No way! I don't need your hide tagging along with me."
Harry laughed," So you want to go, all alone, to the enchanted forest, with all those boggies, werewolves, and who knows what. Besides, I'm already missing class."
"You want to go in broad day light?"
"Would you rather go at night, you know, when all the *things* come out?"
"I told you, I'm not afraid."
"You also told me that you didn't care what I did, as long as I let you leave."
"Let's go then."
"You first."
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chapter _______________
"Did you see Malfoy's dragon hanging all over Harry Potter, I thought it was bonded to Malfoy. "
"The dragon reacts to Draco's feelings.."
" But that can't be, they hate each other!"
"They probably just don't realize it, opposites do attract, and perhaps they aren't as opposite as they might seem."
"So Draco...likes Harry.."
"And he doesn't even know it, how odd, I know..."
That ends mah chapter, mayhap there be more slash in the next chapter, I will try.
anyhow like I said, I don't own anything in Harry Potter, I like our reviews, 'cause without reviews, I'd just stop writing it. Questions, comments, concerns, suggestions? Then please e-mail mail me.
I've lost my Spell Check, so be prepared for my spelling errors..
Chapter
"Where would we like to start?"
"I'd like to start by leaving."
"Now, c'mon, I'm just trying to help you, don't you want to be helped?"
Draco scowled deeply,"I'm not even going to dignifiy that with an answer."
The psychitrist pressed his lips together in a thin smile.
"Is that your pet," he asked peering over Draco's shoulder, extending his hand to stroke Prat's gleaming head.
"Don't touch her," he snapped, Draco's silver eyes glittered with anger.
The shrink snapped his hand back, smiling uncertainly.
"What's the matter, Draco, don't you like me?"
"Oh my, you've found out my terrible secret! I knew someday it would be out,I don't like you! You must be a genuis, to have figured out my well disguised dislike of you."
The shrink gave his thin lipped smile again, which looked more forced then ever.
"So, why don't you like me? Do I intimidate you?"
"Why, that *must* be it! Well, thank you for this nonsense, I'm all better, you've changed my life."
The man sighed, they told him this was going to be difficult,"Would you like some tea?"
"Don't you mean, would "we" like some tea?"
The psychitrist faked a laugh while he poured two cups.
"Here you go," he handed Draco a cup.
Draco took the cup and stared unsmiling at the shrink.
He had the sudden urge beat the bloody hell out of the man with his tea cup, it worked with the pitcher, did it not?
Draco started to blank out the words of what the shrink was saying, listening to his own thoughts.
Hmm, was this mint tea? Draco sniffed it cautuisly, yep, and somethingelse.. Draco carefully took a sip from his cup.
Draco looked up from his cup, that man had stopped talking.
"What the bloody hell are you looking a-" He stopped mid sentence, a buzz was begining to surround his brain, and penetrate.
"How are you feeling?" His words made the buzz penetrate deeper into his brain.
"Not-- very-well.."
The buzz clouded his eyesight, as he lost consious.
"Oh....my, Draco?"
Harry hurried down the hall, with his arms full of books and scrolls, only to get them knocked down by a pint sized hufflepuff.
"Hey kid, watch where you're going!"
The only response from the kid was a wave of his hand as he ran past Harry.
As Harry stooped to get his fallen scrolls, several more students nearly trampled him. "Hey, stop-" Harry grabbed one of the trampelees," What's going on?"
"Draco'sgoingintoacoma,'causesomebodydruggedhim'anhehadabadreactiontoit," he rasped.
"Er, huh?"
"Draco's in the infirmiry!"
"What, how?!"
"He had some sort of overdose of a drug, he's going into a coma, it's real bad."
"Draco does drugs," Harry asked, confused, Draco seemed a tad bit too smart for *that*.
"*No*," he said impatentily, "somebody drugged *him*."
"Oh," Harry didn't have anything to say, so many things were happening to Draco, he didn't deserve this..
"Thank god this day is over."
"I agree, now Draco can get some much needed rest."
"Do-you think he'll be alright?"
"I certainly hope so."
"URHG, get it off! It's all over! AARGH." A thin framed person was straining against his tangled sheets, sweat poured down his forehead, and tangled his usually sleek white blonde hair.
Harry sat silently in the corner of Draco's hospital room, watching quietly.
"Leave me ALONE, I don't want anything from you, DO YOU HEAR ME? NOT ANYTHING!!"
Silently Harry stood up, and walked towards Draco's bed.
"Make it stop! Make it leave me alone, can't anyone leave me alone?!"
Harry leaned forward and pulled a sweat soaked strand of hair from Draco's forehead, and smoothed it back.
"Harry?"
Harry froze, what was to happen now?
"Harry, don't leave me, don't leave me too!"
Harry stood undecided, did Draco really know he was here?
"No, Harry won't leave me, Harry never leaves.."
Harry leaned over and whispered,
"I'll be back Draco, good bye."
"'Bye Harry."
_________________________
"I heard what happened to Draco, Harry," Hermione said, buttering a piece of toast, "Apperantly, a psychitrist he was seeing gave him tranquilizers in his tea, to make him a more willing patient, you know how Malfoy is, but it caused weird reactions, sent him straight to a hospital bed, now he has hullcianations and everything."
"Can you not talk about Malfoy first thing at breakfast Herm, especially with that *thing* following Harry?"
Harry laughed as Prat shot a stream of smoke at Ron's face.
"She heard that Ron."
"I don't see how you put up with it Harry, shouldn't it be with Malfoy or something?"
"I dunno, she just started to follow me." Harry offered a piece of toast to the dragon, but since she was still nursing on the dragonfly honey, she politly refused. Politly as in knock the bread into someone's goblet of pumpkin juice.
"Harry, get that thing off the table," complained a fourth year, who's pumpkin juice was just assulated by a flying piece of toast.
Harry had the sudden urge to just tell her shut up and sod off.
Dumb prick.
"What do you want me to do, make her dissapear, and have Malfoy send his "friends" jumping on my back? No thanks, but you could take a try, couldn't you, but I'd be careful since it takes powerful magic to cast on a dragon, do you have powerful magic? No? How suprising."
She muttered something, that Harry couldn't quite hear, and went back to her buissness.
Ron stared at Harry, "Wow, are you feeling alright, Harry, you really snapped at her."
Harry shrugged and went back to eating his breakfast.
"I mean, it's only Malfoy's pet thing.."
Harry speared a sasuage with his fork, "Whatever, Ron."
An uncomfortable silence shifted between them.
Hermione looked at them both, then threw her hands up in dispair, "*Honestly*, can't you boys go without a week without getting into a row with each other?"
Harry laughed, "You're right, I'm sorry, Ron."
Ron grinned, "Whatever."
"Boys," hermione sniffed," absoulty *bonkers*"
"By the way, hurry up, classes are starting."
Ron rolled his eyes, "Thank you *Professor Mcgonagall*"
"I'll catch up with you guys, I have to return the dragon, I can't have her running amuk in class."
"Yeah, be careful."
"Be careful, be careful of what?"
"You know..just be careful."
"Fine then."
_________________________
"Malfoy, what are you doing?"
"Er..none of your business Potter!"
Harry eyed the blonde haired boy, who was climbing out a window, that was about two stories from the ground mind you.
"Well, before you plummet to your death, I thought I ought to give you your dragon back."
"I'm not an *idiot* Potter, I *know* I'm high up, but these walls are fairly easy to scale, and anything is better then staying here."
"Oh yes, friends, education, nice place to sleep, free food, I can see why you would risk almost certain death to get away from it all."
"Don't patronize me, Potter, I'll do what I want."
"Don't be an idoit Malfoy! At least wait until you're on level ground and it's night, and any how, where do you think you'll go?"
Draco climbed out of the window, and leaned against it and crossed his arms across his chest, "None of your business, now go away before I decide to kick your sorry ass again."
Harry stared at Draco for a moment, "....What's the *real* reason you're running away?"
Draco stood opened mouthed, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Harry smirked,"It's not like you to do something rash and stupid like running away from your problems."
"So you think you know me, now?"
"No, I do know you, I know that you're going to tell me."
"What rubish..."
Harry smiled, and began to stroke Prat's head.
"Are you just going to stay there all day?"
Harry's smile widened, "Maybe.."
"Bloody hell! I'll tell you already! Damn you're annoying little bogger."
"Well....I'm waiting."
"I-..something bad's going to happen, Potter, and I'm not staying here to let it get me!"
Harry frowned slightly,"You've heard something?"
"Not exactly.."
"You saw something?"
"No.."
"Then what is it?"
Draco sighed, and picked up Prat,"Ever since I got Prat..things changed for me, she's...a part of me now."
Harry listened silently.
"I hear the things she hears..see the things that she can see, I know what she's feeling..I can feel that it's not safe for me to be here anymore, I have to go now, but that isn't even all of it, I feel that *you* shouldn't be here either, it's dangerous for both of us."
"So you think I should run away too?"
Draco looked him in the eyes, "I don't care what you do, just let me leave."
"So where are you going, the forest?"
"The forest doesn't scare me."
"Oh, really?"
Draco looked at Harry for a moment, "You're going to go with me, aren't you?!"
Harry smiled," Well...it concerns me as it concerns you..."
"No way! I don't need your hide tagging along with me."
Harry laughed," So you want to go, all alone, to the enchanted forest, with all those boggies, werewolves, and who knows what. Besides, I'm already missing class."
"You want to go in broad day light?"
"Would you rather go at night, you know, when all the *things* come out?"
"I told you, I'm not afraid."
"You also told me that you didn't care what I did, as long as I let you leave."
"Let's go then."
"You first."
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chapter _______________
"Did you see Malfoy's dragon hanging all over Harry Potter, I thought it was bonded to Malfoy. "
"The dragon reacts to Draco's feelings.."
" But that can't be, they hate each other!"
"They probably just don't realize it, opposites do attract, and perhaps they aren't as opposite as they might seem."
"So Draco...likes Harry.."
"And he doesn't even know it, how odd, I know..."
That ends mah chapter, mayhap there be more slash in the next chapter, I will try.