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The Guardian
Chapter Four
Trauma
As you lie helplessly in a wondrous daze, you now find the tears had vanished and all is left is pain. A deep and burning flame. More powerfully and more passionate than two young lovers lost in their own world.
You can still taste him deep in your throat and it makes your stomach churn. You can hear his footsteps fade gradually. The night's air lashes against your skin and you shiver. You feel completely depressed and upset, wallowing in deep anguish.
You suddenly see those eyes again, those lustful and glorious eyes. They burn deep within your skin and burn so far into your soul. Feeling the strength to sit up again, you rise without realisation.
As you feel the presence of those eyes come forth, you have the sudden urge to jump up and run after him.
And as if you are being pulled by numerous threads, you charged forward.
It is only momentarily that you catch up to him and begin your bombardment.
"Malfoy!!" You march toward him and thrust your arm back, as soon as his head is in view, you release your building rage. Your target is met and he is left on the floor, sniffling and winging like a whimpering infant.
"Ah! You bitch, you fucking… fucking bitch! Nobody ever hits Draco Malfoy, you hear me! I'll have you kicked out of this school, you'll never see your precious Potter again!!" He muffles through his hands, which is covering his now broken jaw line. He stands a wobbles slightly, glaring at you dangerously and he runs off.
You take a few, slow steps back, as the flashing image of those eyes slowly fade from view. Your breathing slows and you suddenly feel a burning all over. It is more intense than your usual pains, it is almost as if you can feel Harry there with you, standing beside with his hand on your shoulder…
"------------, are you okay?" You jump and scream slightly, spinning round you see Harry standing behind you.
"Harry!" You place your hands on his shoulders and look around swiftly.
"Has anyone followed you?" He shakes his head, narrowing his eyes at you.
"What?"
"I heard Malfoy round here, did he do anything to you?" He says with worry in his eyes.
"N-no." You try to pull your sleeve down but Harry sees this and pulls your sleeve up. He sees a setting bruise and gaps.
"What did he do?!" You look away from his piercing gaze.
"------------, please tell me…" He moved his head to face yours and you can see the pure emotion in his face.
You can feel this warm feeling intensify and without hesitation… you leap onto Harry and pull him close. You begin to cry into his shoulder, you feel so calm in his embrace, even though you feel so awful for letting Malfoy kiss you like that. The feeling you get around Harry is so pleasant and you now realise the eyes you see; are his. The feeling you sense is so strong and powerful you feel all feelings of sadness disappear.
But you feel that you have betrayed him, by letting Malfoy get the better of you…
"----------, please don't cry…I don't like seeing you sad like this." You wipe away the tears and pull back; Harry still has his hands placed on your hips.
"Good, now what did that slimy Malfoy do to you?" You rest your hands on his strong a muscular forearms and reply.
"H-he kissed me…" Harry's face turned a pale wash; his eyebrows seemed to relax into a stunned expression. Also, his lips parted slightly, causing you to have a desire to kiss him.
'Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!' You scream mentally and return to his response.
"T, tha, that bastard! I'll bloody kill him!" You jump back in shock and back away slightly, you see him ready to run away but you grab the end you his sleeve swiftly.
"No! Harry, I've already smacked his jaw and he's sworn revenge against me. Please, you don't have to do anything. I can take care of myself." Harry's eyes burn with anger and he sighs in defeat. You suddenly realise how protective he's being.
"Hey, what was with the, I'll kill him stuff? Are you jealous or something?" Harry's eyes widen and he's face turns a bright, rosy red. You await his response eagerly, hoping that he'd tell the truth.
"Well, no! I'm not jealous; it's just that he's trouble . I don't want my protector to get hurt. I mean you've got no idea what his reputation is around here." You place a hand in front of you mouth and aw at him. You move forward and squeeze him tightly. As you press your face against his and you feel his cheek grow hotter. This causes you to blush also. As you pull back, there is an awkward silence between you both, till Harry asks.
"Do you wanna head back to the common room?" You see weariness in his eyes and you ask what's wrong.
"Oh! It's just that this whole Voldemort thing has gotten to me. People are thinking that I killed Cedric Diggory last year…" He trails off, huffing in anger and turning away from you.
You feel a certain amount of sadness for Harry; the tinkling inside is starting to fade. You place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry, if they don't understand, they're not worth all this bother." You smile and he blushes, pulling you into a friendly hug, which turns out to be more intimate.
"Thank you ." Harry whispers. He pulls away slowly, looking into your eyes. You feel flustered under his piercing gaze. He slowly runs his hand down your arm and slips his hand into yours. He leads you back to the common room; you find Hermione and Ron already in two of the armchairs. Harry offers you a seat but you insist that he take it.
"Well, do you think we should get on with our homework?" Ron asks and Harry nods.
Suddenly, completely out of nowhere, "I can't believe Dumbledore is letting that awful woman teach us. In the most important year of our wizarding life's!!" You can feel sympathy for them as their faces sadden.
Shortly afterwards, they begin their homework but they were interrupted by Fred and George come in. As advertised, they were paying students to try out their sweets. Hermione stood and went over to them.
And moments of argument she threaded to write to their mother.
You roll your eyes. 'Well that's pathetic…' you think and move into Hermione's seat. The seat is soft and very comfortably. The fire roared calmly and it warmed your legs. Moments after you fall into a deep sleep, a dazed, dreamless sleep. You felt comfort for the first time in hours.
"---------… ---------." You open your eyes gradually; Harry is standing over you, shaking you gently.
"Time for bed." You nod and take his head, as you reach the dormitories entrance, you spot Seamus. He looks as if he were going to speak, put Harry quickens in pace and you enter.
You change in your bed and climb under the thick covers. You snuggle up into a small and allow the warmth to over take you.
"----------?" You open one eye and turn over to face Harry.
"Mmmmm hmmmm?" You see Harry's face turn akward.
"What is it Harry?" You sit up slightly, watching his expression carefully, he seems troubled. Grunting, you throw off your bed sheets and sit beside him.
"D-do you think that I killed Cedric?" He refuses to look you in the eye. But you can still see tears forming in his green orbs.
"No Harry; no. I don't believe that rubbish… You are not a killer. You are far too kind to kill some one, you were just, just… well I don't know that whole story but I'm sure you didn't do it." He whipes away a tear and sniffles, meeting your eyes. You smile at him and begin to lean in, Harry does not move away and ever so softly; so meet with a delicate kiss.
You can feel your head swim and you heart flutter. The whole room seems to melt around you; there is nothing, nothing but you, Harry and this sensation of bliss. Harry leans into you gradually and you run your hand up his arm softly, with a sensitive touch.
After what seemed to be an eternity, you part. Opening both your eyes to mee his, both hazed and purified.
Your eyes suddenly widen!
"I shouldn't have done that!" You shoot up and begin to pace the room. Harry seems hurt, his eyes trickle with sadness, and you feel guilt already rising.
"Oh! Harry, I'm sorry, that doesn't mean that I didn't like it, I did!" You move forth and place your hand on his shoulders.
"It's just that… you are my mission." His anguish washes away and pain rises.
"Oh! So is that all I am to you?!" You jump back as he yells at you.
"No Harry, no! That's not it! It's just that I'm here to protect you and if we continue on like this, I could end up getting you hurt. I couldn't let that happen, not to you, not to anyone around you either." Harry's face softens in a stunned silence.
You begin to sniffle; a painful memory comes into view…
"So this must be --------- , the newest warrior… why are you here?" The young yet, aging man spins on his heel, white hair waving in the reflecting water and his green eyes shining brightly.
"To stop you, you mad man!" The room around you is cold and dark, eerie. The dampness sends shivers down your spine and a freezing chill to your heart.
"So, your great Master thinks you can stop me?" You pull out your staff.
"Don't you dare! Insult him!! He's wise and powerful, more powerfull than you'll ever be!!" He raises a white finger and wags it playfully.
"Tsk, tsk tsk… I think you'll think that insulting your elders is a very grave mistake." He moves towards you.
"Stay back you aged fossil!!" You luch forward and use your pole as a javiling staff. You fling up and prepare to execute a drop kick, when he grabs your foot and spins you to the ground. You stand and fling back your arms, in a power wolf stance, ready to strike.
Your heart rate rises, adrenaline is coursing through you, you feel the strength of your Master with you.
"Ahhhrrrgg!!" You spring forth and your bombardment begins. Thrusting your arm forward, he dodges it and knees you in your stomach. Next you crouch down with incredible speed and attempt to bring him down from below. However, he had already seen this coming and jumps up. Landing behind you, he swings his leg across and hits you squarely in your head.
"Ahh!" The blow is so forceful, you fall to the ground. And you stay there.
You can hear him snicker and move towards you. The fabric of his red robe falls over your body and he rests himself on your side. Squatting, he moves your body and pulls you up with his arms. You face nears his and he sticks out his tonge and licks up your neck and cheek. You squirm slightly but are still unable to move.
He pulls away, glaring at you seductively, "aw, so angry. It's not good for some one so young… But I can help you relax more…" You breathing quickens and he draws you into a passionate kiss. Soon his tonge is inside you, exploring your mouth. You are powerless to resit him, he is winning.
His hands move up your sides and to your chest, rubbing it gently. You pant as he brakes the kiss and surprisingly; you want more.
You reach up and pull him close to your body, feeling his heat and it feeds your desire. You rub up against him as he kisses down your soft and subble neck. You pant and moan and begin to rub faster.
You feel all sense and reason escape you; there is nothing… only you and this feeling.
Soon, you feel as if you can stand any more and you release your moisture, moaning blissfully, he lays you down to the floor. He rests on top of you and you can feel his erection throb.
His hot breath heaves against your ear, untill he calms and speaks lushly. "Aww, what a shame, so soon and I haven't even entered you my sweet." He looks down on you and sees that you're asleep.
His features turn from aroused and calm, to devilish and sinister expression.
You remember nothing by the morning after, lying naked, at the foot of the Temple. The wind lashes at you and you curl up into a ball, screaming a crying out for help.
Only moments after, your Master charges from the main gates, unravels his cloak and covers you protectively.
You move close to him and cry into his neck. Your Master is like your Father; you always feel safe around him…
Your vision fades, leaving you crying hardly. Harry forgets his confusion and moves next to you, asking you what's wrong but you dare not tell him. He pulls you onto your lap and rocks you steadily.
"I'm - I'm sorry Harry… I don't mean to be so upset. It's just that…" Harry awaits your answer calmly, anxiously.
"I've had kind of; rough past…" You look straight into his eyes and you can see acceptance in his eyes.
"I understand, I've had a rockey past as well. So don't worry, perhaps we can talk sometime, you know, to get it off our chests? Also shall we just pretend that, the kiss never happened?" He raises hs eyebrows at you. You nod and giggle as Harry tickels your sides.
"Maybe when this is all over, we can figure out our feelings for each other." He nods happily and you jump off of his lap. Before you head into bed, you turn swiftly and face Harry.
"Just one more?" You ask uneasily, he's stunned but opens his arms to you. You grin and leap up and kiss him softly. Harry grins as you pull back.
"Well, it's been an interesting day ah?" You chuckle and kiss him on the cheek.
"Night Harry."
"Night ----------, sweet dreams." You smile to yourself and you crawl back into bed. You pull the thick covers over you and drift off.
But you cannot dream of peaceful things, only of the horrible and tragic things in your life.
Okay, Chapter four is done. Thanks for reading and please review.