A/n: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS! EXCEPT FOR PANSY'S SISTER! Don't sue me!!!
Note the EMPTY bank account
Rated: PG-13 for swearing, and discrimination against gays..though eventually the rating may go up o.o
HP/DM (Or DM/HP, whatever o.o)
No Flames! You Knew this was a Slash, you don't like it, don't read it. It's that simple...Though..if you don't like Slashage...Why'd you click here in the first place?
Thanks to: My reviewers...And my boy for being my number one fan ^____^ (or so he says...o.o)
And if you have any questions, review and I'll try and answer them in the next chapter!
And...to the chapter!!!!!!
When People Hate Draco's P.o.V.
I stayed with Harry in the hospital wing for the rest of the night. We talked for a long time, and though we had only been going out for a little while, it felt as though I had been with him forever. I learned everything I could about him, and he everything about me before he grew tired and fell asleep. I stayed awake, and studied his perfect features again. I watched his toned chest rise up and down slowly, with that steady rhythm of sleep. I ran my hand gently through his raven black hair as I thought about how much I loved him...and how much I hated my mother, Pansy, and her little sister for doing this to him..to us. I thought, also, about how the school would ultimately react...and these thoughts stayed with me until I surrendered to my dreams.
Throughout the night, my dreams took the shape of the day's events, playing over and over again in my mind. Each time it played, the scene before me grew worse. Some times I was in the body of another student, watching Pansy, and then looking to my own body...which was...laughing. Laughing as Harry was tortured. Another vision was me, though in Harry's body. Watching my own body get up and start over, but not getting there fast enough to prevent Pansy from preforming the Cruciatus Curse. I heard my own scream escape my lips as the blinding pain shot through my body...
And then I awoke with a start. My arms were numb from using then as a pillow while sleeping. I looked up and Harry was awake, smiling sadly down at me. His beautiful eyes held the pain of the curse, and as footsteps approached the wing, one could see the fear and paranoia well up inside of him. As the door opened, we both gave a sigh of relief. It was only Dumbledore. I listened to him intently as he began to speak, as did Harry.
"Mr. Malfoy. Your mother has been sent to Azkaban for a week or two, depending on how long the Minister decides she should stay. Ms. Parkinson has been taken by Aurors and-"
Dumbledore was cut off by the slamming of the door. Cornelius Fudge ran in, carrying the Daily Prophet. The headline read in bold letters "DEATH EATER IN TRAINING EXPELLED FROM HOGWARTS, GIVEN LIFELONG SENTENCE IN AZKABAN!!! More on page 3."
"So, Training Death Eaters, are you, Albus?" Fudge said with a sneer.
"Cornelius, I had nothing to do with Ms. Parkinson's performance of the Cruciatus Curse, and I will have you know, that not only has she been taken care of by myself in person. I will have nothing to do with the support of Death Eaters or, for that matter, Voldemort himself."
Fudge snarled, upset that he had no proof that Dumbledore was training DE's, and stormed off, throwing the paper onto the floor on his way out. Dumbledore nodded in the direction of Fudge and shook his head, apologizing without words for his behavior.
"As I was saying. Ms. Parkinson's wand has been snapped, and she will spend the rest of her years in Azkaban prison for the use of an unforgivable curse. And if you have any problems with either of your houses, now that Ms. Parkinson has forced you out of the closet, you can come to me and I'll help you. Now, Are you both well enough to go back to your houses?"
Harry and I both nodded slowly. Dumbledore smiled and continued. "Then off you go. And Mr. Malfoy..be prepared for an owl from your father...you know they are allowed to send letters and such."
I nodded and thanked him as Harry climbed out of the bed. I took his hand and the two of us walked down to the middle of the school...or the part directly between both of our houses. I hugged Harry so tightly that I think I almost choked him, and tears filled my eyes.
"Gods baby, I'm so sorry...I'm sorry I didn't get there in time to stop her from-"
He cut me off with a soft kiss as he often did when I tried to apologize for something, and then he gave his reasons for cutting me off.
"Dray, its ok. It's not your fault that she got me before you could get over to me. I saw you trying to get to me, don't worry. I'll be fine. I'll talk to you later tonight, ok?"
I nodded and kissed him back ever so softly before parting my lips and gently running my tongue over his lips. I pulled back before we advanced any further and whispered words of I love you to him before turning and walking off to Slytherin. I walked slowly, looking at each portrait on my way there. As soon as I got down to my house and whispered the password, I realized that I should never have left the Hospital Wing.
Staring..ok, more of glaring at me was every single Slytherin student, their eyes murderous. I immediately turned to run, but Crabbe and Goyle, my two former "henchmen" grabbed my shoulders and threw me back onto the ground. One of the others conjured up magical ropes and bound me so tightly that I couldn't move, no matter how much I struggled.
"You fucking FAGGOT" Pansy's younger sister Bianca yelled. "You got my fucking sister thrown in AZKABAN! She's NEVER coming back! I may be heir to my family...BUT YOU'RE A FUCKING FAG!"
"Bianca.."I began, though I was cut off by Marcus Flint casting the silencing charm on me. I tried to scream for help, but the charm worked too well.
"Shut up you Faggot," Bianca warned. When I didn't stop screaming, or at least trying, she cried out, "CRUCIO!"
The blinding pain that I had felt in my nightmares came back, the force multiplied by ten times. My eyes rolled back into my head as I screamed. The sound of Bianca's horrid laughter mingled with my screams, along with more shouts of derogatory terms...and more shouts of Crucio. The horrible pain didn't stop, nor did my screams or their shouts of laughter until I couldn't take it anymore and I passed out cold.
I woke up in the Hospital Wing for the second time in two days. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't, as I began shaking so badly that I fell backwards. When I looked around, I realized that I was surrounded by Snape, Dumbledore..and Harry. Harry took my shaking hand very gently in his, and I almost smiled, but then I remembered the pain, and frowned instead.
"Mr. Malfoy, Tell us what happened!" Snape ordered, "I will not tolerate behavior such as those responsible for this in my house!"
Dumbledore tried as well, though with a slightly softer approach, to get me to talk. "Mr. Malfoy..Draco, You were found on the floor of your common rooms, unconscious and shaking. You must tell us what happened, and who did this to you."
I opened my mouth and tried to tell them, but the only thing that escaped my lips were strangled sobs. Tears ran down the sides of my face as I thought of nothing but the pain, and the horrible words shouted at me.
Harry moved to sit on the bed and pulled me into his arms. He held me close, gently brushing the tears away from my face with the tips of his fingers as his other hand ran gently through my hair.
"Please Dray...Please tell me what happened...Who did this to you?" His quiet voice begged me to talk, but the only thing that he heard was the sobs that wracked my body. I tried so hard to control the tears, to stop them from flowing so I would not be perceived as weak..but nothing I could do would halt the drops of saline from falling.
Dumbledore shook his head, letting go of needing the attackers names as he spoke. "Draco, you will be given your own room, away from the Slytherins, and Harry will be allowed to stay with you. You can do whatever you like, so long as nothing of a..sexual...manner occurs. The door will only be able to be opened with a password, of which only the two of you and myself will know, understood?"
I nodded and buried my face in Harry's shoulder. Harry kept his arms around me as he listened and watched Dumbledore conjure up a map showing us where my new room would be located.
"The entrance is behind a portrait of the Weird Sisters. Your password is Skellington, and only the three of us will be allowed in. And Draco, when you are ready, you can always come to me to tell me who did this to you, and what exactly took place. Your things are already in your room and Harry can take you there now if you wish."
I nodded again and Harry thanked Dumbledore before he picked me up off of the bed. He carried me so gently and so carefully down to my new room, the whole time whispering that everything would be ok, and that he would protect me. We got down to the room in around five minutes and as the portrait swung open, Harry brought me in. He lay me down on the bed and sat next to me, his hand running through my hair again.
"Dray, why wouldn't you tell them? They could get expelled, and never bother us again!" He whispered.
"I-I-I'm sorry Harry..I ...just can't..." I whispered apologetically, the tears finally beginning to slow a bit. "I'm so sorry..."
He lay down next to me and after pulling the blankets over us, wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "Shh...Dray sweetie, don't apologize. It's ok..As soon as you're ready, you can tell me, and if you don't want to tell Dumbledore, you don't have to." He kissed my forehead softly and hugged me close again.
I nodded slowly as I snuggled closer to him. My eyes drooped in exhaustion as he began to sing in his sweet tenor voice, singing the song "I knew I loved You Before I Met You," by a muggle band known as Savage Garden. The last thing I heard before I gave in to exhaustion was Harry whispering softly to me.
"I knew I loved you before I met you, Draco. And from now until the end of forever, I will always love you..."
A/n: Another Chapter typed! W00t! Now...to write the others! O.o Oh Gods this is gonna take a while...o.o
Rated: PG-13 for swearing, and discrimination against gays..though eventually the rating may go up o.o
HP/DM (Or DM/HP, whatever o.o)
No Flames! You Knew this was a Slash, you don't like it, don't read it. It's that simple...Though..if you don't like Slashage...Why'd you click here in the first place?
Thanks to: My reviewers...And my boy for being my number one fan ^____^ (or so he says...o.o)
And if you have any questions, review and I'll try and answer them in the next chapter!
And...to the chapter!!!!!!
When People Hate Draco's P.o.V.
I stayed with Harry in the hospital wing for the rest of the night. We talked for a long time, and though we had only been going out for a little while, it felt as though I had been with him forever. I learned everything I could about him, and he everything about me before he grew tired and fell asleep. I stayed awake, and studied his perfect features again. I watched his toned chest rise up and down slowly, with that steady rhythm of sleep. I ran my hand gently through his raven black hair as I thought about how much I loved him...and how much I hated my mother, Pansy, and her little sister for doing this to him..to us. I thought, also, about how the school would ultimately react...and these thoughts stayed with me until I surrendered to my dreams.
Throughout the night, my dreams took the shape of the day's events, playing over and over again in my mind. Each time it played, the scene before me grew worse. Some times I was in the body of another student, watching Pansy, and then looking to my own body...which was...laughing. Laughing as Harry was tortured. Another vision was me, though in Harry's body. Watching my own body get up and start over, but not getting there fast enough to prevent Pansy from preforming the Cruciatus Curse. I heard my own scream escape my lips as the blinding pain shot through my body...
And then I awoke with a start. My arms were numb from using then as a pillow while sleeping. I looked up and Harry was awake, smiling sadly down at me. His beautiful eyes held the pain of the curse, and as footsteps approached the wing, one could see the fear and paranoia well up inside of him. As the door opened, we both gave a sigh of relief. It was only Dumbledore. I listened to him intently as he began to speak, as did Harry.
"Mr. Malfoy. Your mother has been sent to Azkaban for a week or two, depending on how long the Minister decides she should stay. Ms. Parkinson has been taken by Aurors and-"
Dumbledore was cut off by the slamming of the door. Cornelius Fudge ran in, carrying the Daily Prophet. The headline read in bold letters "DEATH EATER IN TRAINING EXPELLED FROM HOGWARTS, GIVEN LIFELONG SENTENCE IN AZKABAN!!! More on page 3."
"So, Training Death Eaters, are you, Albus?" Fudge said with a sneer.
"Cornelius, I had nothing to do with Ms. Parkinson's performance of the Cruciatus Curse, and I will have you know, that not only has she been taken care of by myself in person. I will have nothing to do with the support of Death Eaters or, for that matter, Voldemort himself."
Fudge snarled, upset that he had no proof that Dumbledore was training DE's, and stormed off, throwing the paper onto the floor on his way out. Dumbledore nodded in the direction of Fudge and shook his head, apologizing without words for his behavior.
"As I was saying. Ms. Parkinson's wand has been snapped, and she will spend the rest of her years in Azkaban prison for the use of an unforgivable curse. And if you have any problems with either of your houses, now that Ms. Parkinson has forced you out of the closet, you can come to me and I'll help you. Now, Are you both well enough to go back to your houses?"
Harry and I both nodded slowly. Dumbledore smiled and continued. "Then off you go. And Mr. Malfoy..be prepared for an owl from your father...you know they are allowed to send letters and such."
I nodded and thanked him as Harry climbed out of the bed. I took his hand and the two of us walked down to the middle of the school...or the part directly between both of our houses. I hugged Harry so tightly that I think I almost choked him, and tears filled my eyes.
"Gods baby, I'm so sorry...I'm sorry I didn't get there in time to stop her from-"
He cut me off with a soft kiss as he often did when I tried to apologize for something, and then he gave his reasons for cutting me off.
"Dray, its ok. It's not your fault that she got me before you could get over to me. I saw you trying to get to me, don't worry. I'll be fine. I'll talk to you later tonight, ok?"
I nodded and kissed him back ever so softly before parting my lips and gently running my tongue over his lips. I pulled back before we advanced any further and whispered words of I love you to him before turning and walking off to Slytherin. I walked slowly, looking at each portrait on my way there. As soon as I got down to my house and whispered the password, I realized that I should never have left the Hospital Wing.
Staring..ok, more of glaring at me was every single Slytherin student, their eyes murderous. I immediately turned to run, but Crabbe and Goyle, my two former "henchmen" grabbed my shoulders and threw me back onto the ground. One of the others conjured up magical ropes and bound me so tightly that I couldn't move, no matter how much I struggled.
"You fucking FAGGOT" Pansy's younger sister Bianca yelled. "You got my fucking sister thrown in AZKABAN! She's NEVER coming back! I may be heir to my family...BUT YOU'RE A FUCKING FAG!"
"Bianca.."I began, though I was cut off by Marcus Flint casting the silencing charm on me. I tried to scream for help, but the charm worked too well.
"Shut up you Faggot," Bianca warned. When I didn't stop screaming, or at least trying, she cried out, "CRUCIO!"
The blinding pain that I had felt in my nightmares came back, the force multiplied by ten times. My eyes rolled back into my head as I screamed. The sound of Bianca's horrid laughter mingled with my screams, along with more shouts of derogatory terms...and more shouts of Crucio. The horrible pain didn't stop, nor did my screams or their shouts of laughter until I couldn't take it anymore and I passed out cold.
I woke up in the Hospital Wing for the second time in two days. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't, as I began shaking so badly that I fell backwards. When I looked around, I realized that I was surrounded by Snape, Dumbledore..and Harry. Harry took my shaking hand very gently in his, and I almost smiled, but then I remembered the pain, and frowned instead.
"Mr. Malfoy, Tell us what happened!" Snape ordered, "I will not tolerate behavior such as those responsible for this in my house!"
Dumbledore tried as well, though with a slightly softer approach, to get me to talk. "Mr. Malfoy..Draco, You were found on the floor of your common rooms, unconscious and shaking. You must tell us what happened, and who did this to you."
I opened my mouth and tried to tell them, but the only thing that escaped my lips were strangled sobs. Tears ran down the sides of my face as I thought of nothing but the pain, and the horrible words shouted at me.
Harry moved to sit on the bed and pulled me into his arms. He held me close, gently brushing the tears away from my face with the tips of his fingers as his other hand ran gently through my hair.
"Please Dray...Please tell me what happened...Who did this to you?" His quiet voice begged me to talk, but the only thing that he heard was the sobs that wracked my body. I tried so hard to control the tears, to stop them from flowing so I would not be perceived as weak..but nothing I could do would halt the drops of saline from falling.
Dumbledore shook his head, letting go of needing the attackers names as he spoke. "Draco, you will be given your own room, away from the Slytherins, and Harry will be allowed to stay with you. You can do whatever you like, so long as nothing of a..sexual...manner occurs. The door will only be able to be opened with a password, of which only the two of you and myself will know, understood?"
I nodded and buried my face in Harry's shoulder. Harry kept his arms around me as he listened and watched Dumbledore conjure up a map showing us where my new room would be located.
"The entrance is behind a portrait of the Weird Sisters. Your password is Skellington, and only the three of us will be allowed in. And Draco, when you are ready, you can always come to me to tell me who did this to you, and what exactly took place. Your things are already in your room and Harry can take you there now if you wish."
I nodded again and Harry thanked Dumbledore before he picked me up off of the bed. He carried me so gently and so carefully down to my new room, the whole time whispering that everything would be ok, and that he would protect me. We got down to the room in around five minutes and as the portrait swung open, Harry brought me in. He lay me down on the bed and sat next to me, his hand running through my hair again.
"Dray, why wouldn't you tell them? They could get expelled, and never bother us again!" He whispered.
"I-I-I'm sorry Harry..I ...just can't..." I whispered apologetically, the tears finally beginning to slow a bit. "I'm so sorry..."
He lay down next to me and after pulling the blankets over us, wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "Shh...Dray sweetie, don't apologize. It's ok..As soon as you're ready, you can tell me, and if you don't want to tell Dumbledore, you don't have to." He kissed my forehead softly and hugged me close again.
I nodded slowly as I snuggled closer to him. My eyes drooped in exhaustion as he began to sing in his sweet tenor voice, singing the song "I knew I loved You Before I Met You," by a muggle band known as Savage Garden. The last thing I heard before I gave in to exhaustion was Harry whispering softly to me.
"I knew I loved you before I met you, Draco. And from now until the end of forever, I will always love you..."
A/n: Another Chapter typed! W00t! Now...to write the others! O.o Oh Gods this is gonna take a while...o.o