Chapter 6- Safe

During the first few days Megan remained locked in her room. She would hardly ever speak or eat. It sometimes unnerved him to see her so quiet. Her mahogany curls lost their luster, her eyes their shine. She seemed to not care. She wore one of Harry's blue sweaters and sweat pants. She'd sit on the couch and stare into nothing until Harry came home. Megan would lean on his shoulder and cry. Soon enough she didn't cry anymore. All she did was stare into space. Harry told her small jokes and she'd smile. One day she laughed. She laughed loud and for a long time. She clutched her stomach.

"I should have stretched first."

She chuckled and Harry felt better than he had in the past 2 weeks. She was finally coming back.

Harry was the sweetest person she had ever met. He would do anything in his power to make her laugh. Sometimes Megan would go with him to Quidditch practice. Harry would goof around, tell jokes and take her out anytime he could. With him, she felt safe.

"Hey Meg."

Megan looked up and smiled. She sometimes forgot why she was with him in the first place. All she knew was that it made her feel great to talk to him, and that simply being around him lifted her spirits.

"Hey Harry."

Harry sat down across from her at the table. His hair looked windblown, he had just come back from a practice game.

"Listen I was thinking that maybe its time I taught you how to fly."

Megan's eyes widened and she shook her head.

"I can't fly. I'm-I'm afraid of heights."

"Aw come on. Its not like I'll let you fall."

Megan rolled her eyes.

"Right."

"I'm serious. I won't let you fall."

Megan looked into his amazingly green eyes and smiled.

"Okay."

Harry grinned happily.

"Awesome."

Megan had been staying with him for over a month. Harry did everything he could to keep her happy and soon enough it became merely a habit for them. Every Friday night they sat at home and watched scary movies after flying lessons. That was the only time that Harry found an excuse to put his arms around her other than when they were flying.

"Hold on tight."

Megan tensed when the broom rose a little. She shut her eyes tightly. Harry looked behind him and grinned.

"Don't shut your eyes."

"Its high."

She held onto him tighter. Harry moved higher up still and felt her bury her face on his back.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Not higher."

Harry laughed. They were only ten feet off the ground. But he didn't mind having her close.

"Okay I won't go any higher but you have to open your eyes."

He saw her open one eye and gasp then relax.

"Not so bad huh?"

She chuckled.

"I guess not."

"Can we go higher?"

"No!"

Harry laughed. They flew around the Quidditch pitch until it was nearly too dark to see. Harry dismounted first, he jumped down from the broom and looked at her. She was grasping the broom tightly. It rose eight feet off the ground. She screamed.

"Oh my God! Harry help me! Help me! Please get me down from here!"

He laughed. Harry was just over six foot two. He reached out for the broom and pulled it down a couple of feet. She tried to scramble off but he coaxed her to calm down. He held his arms out.

"C'mon. I've got you."

She shook her head but Harry held her by the waist.

"I've got you. Just slide off."

Megan took a deep breath and slid off into his arms. She sighed and didn't pull away. Harry looked down at her and leaned in. She leaned in too and Harry felt his heart speed up when she closed her eyes. He kissed her lightly. Megan shook her head and pulled away.

"I'm sorry."

Harry didn't let her hand go.

"I'm not...it was nice."

He pulled her close and kissed her cheek softly then slowly kissed her on the lips. Megan kissed him back then pulled away and he saw her tears before she turned and covered her face with her hands.

"Harry we...we can't."

"Why not?"

His breathing became forced.

"Because, I'm married."

Sometimes Harry forgot that part. He remained silent then took his broom and turned to her.

"I'm sorry. It-it won't happen again."

After that they did everything in their power to keep things the same they had been since she had come to live with him. Soon enough Megan was flying like a professional. Megan took a job at a muggle store nearby as a sales clerk. With that she was able to pay Harry half the rent. Harry watched as she buttoned up her shirt and walked across the living room.

"Have you seen my shoes?"

Harry got up and went to find them. Megan smoothed out her gray skirt and tucked in her white dress shirt. He handed her the shoes and she smiled.

"Thanks."

She maneuvered one shoe onto one foot but lost her balance as she did the other one. Harry caught her. She looked up at him slowly, blushed and pulled away. She put on her blazer and tied her hair back in a low ponytail.

"I'll see you later."

"Are we still going to Rock Cradle?"

Megan nodded and walked out. She came back in.

"I forgot to tell you...there's a letter for you...on the table."

Her tone was odd. Harry nodded and she left. He picked up the letter and read:

'Dear Harry,

It's me, Cho—'

Harry crumbled up the letter and threw it over his shoulder and into the trash can.

A storm was coming, she could feel it. Her hands shook as she drank her cup of hot chocolate.

"Hey?"

She nearly jumped at the sound of Harry's voice.

"Are you okay?"

Megan nodded.

"I'm okay."

Harry gave her a look. She sighed.

"It was a night just like this."

He took her hand.

"Hey don't think about it okay? Nothing...nobody..can hurt you as long as you're with me."

Megan shook her head and put down her cup.

"Harry...I need to see Draco."

"Why?"

"He is my husband."

Harry just looked at his chocolate.

"So you'll go back with him?"

"Its been fun living here. I owe you."

Harry remained silent.

"Are you okay?"

Harry shrugged.

"I'm okay. I guess I'll help you pack."

Megan nodded. Harry forced a smile.

"Hey thanks Harry, you're the best friend a girl can have."

Later that night they watched TV in the dark. Harry had his arms around her and she felt warm. He made her feel safe and that's something she would miss about him.

Soon the World Cup would begin and Harry had planed to take her with him to Ireland where the games would be held that year. His plans were dashed though. She was gone the next day and he was left to look around the apartment. Everything was still the same, but somehow it felt empty without her. She had only been gone a couple of hours and he already missed her.

Megan stood outside her house. Draco would probably be home at that time. She opened the door and walked inside. Everything looked a mess. There were broken plates and mirrors all over the place. Everything was covered in dust. Megan set her bags down at the foot of the stairs and walked up slowly. Draco stepped out of the master bedroom. He ruffled his hair up a bit and pulled on his slacks' waistband. Megan stared at him, suddenly Draco looked down the stairs and saw her. He froze, blinked, shook his head and looked at her again.

"Megan?"

Megan nodded and walked up to him. He closed the door behind him and walked slowly towards her. Megan took in his appearance. He looked like he hadn't shaved in weeks. His silver blonde hair had grown down to his earlobe and was untamed. His eyes looked confused.

"You're okay ."

Megan didn't move.

"Yeah, I am."

Draco smiled and ran to her. He picked her up and spun her around. He pulled her into a tight embrace.

"What happened? Where have you been?"

"I've been staying with a friend."

Draco cupped her face and kissed her deeply.

"I missed you so much."

Megan sighed and wrapped her arms around him. She took in his scent and froze. She pushed him away.

"I can smell her."

"What?"

"That woman, whoever she is! I can smell her perfume! I hate that perfume."

Draco didn't show any reaction. He then smiled.

"It was just a friend of mine. She's a little too friendly."

"Friend? Draco...look...I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

Megan turned around and started towards the master bedroom. Draco cut in front of her.

"Why don't you tell me where you were all this time?"

Megan looked behind him.

"Is there something in there you don't want me to see?"

"Yeah...it's a mess in there. I wanted to call the house elves back so they'll clean up first."

Megan sighed.

"Okay...is my old room okay?"

Draco nodded and she went in to her room. Draco followed her in. She sat down on the bed and he stood before her.

"I see you've let the place go."

"And I see you couldn't find time to write to me from America."

"America?"

"Father told me that's were you where."

Megan nearly gagged when she remembered the things Lucius had done to her. Draco looked just like him too. They were so alike but she knew they were different people. But Draco had changed. She could tell just by looking at him. In the month she was away he had changed so much.

"Your father lied. And I guess you don't know why I left."

"It doesn't matter. You're here now. That's what's important."

"That's not what's important Harry."

Draco's eyes flashed.

"What did you say?"

"'That's not what's important.'"

"No. What did you call me?"

"Draco."

Draco shook his head slowly and pointed at her shakily.

"You called me Harry."

Megan cursed under her breath.

"Is that where you were?"

Megan didn't answer fast enough.

"Is it?!"

"So what?! Did you expect me to stay at your father's after he–"

She stopped herself and looked away.

"What? What did my father do?"

Draco grasped her by the arms.

"What did he do to you?!"

Megan shook him off and walked across the room.

"What do you think?! Just take a look at the way he looks at me! That'll tell you what happened!"

Draco tried to sleek back his hair but it fell before his eyes again.

"What are you talking about?!"

"Are you dense?! Draco! Your father raped me!! That's why I left! That's why I ran away!!!"

Megan let the tears fall and sank to the floor. He yanked her up from the ground.

"You're lying!"

"Why would I lie about this?! Don't you think I was disgusted?! Don't you think I almost wanted to kill myself?! But I didn't! Harry helped me! And where were you Draco?! WITH SOME WHORE!?!?!"

Partly intoxicated Draco shoved her away. An instant later he realized his mistake. She hit the wall and slid down to the ground. Megan stared up at him in shock. Draco's nose flared. He slowly calmed down and took in the sight before him. Megan had come back to him, he had long given up but she came back. She looked chalk white with fear but jumped up and faced him.

"Don't you dare touch me again."

She growled dangerously. Draco glared back at her. They were silent.

"I want a divorce."

Draco felt his blood run cold.

"Never."

"I don't even know who you are anymore."

Draco knew she was seriously hurting.

"It kills me to say this...but I can't be with you. Draco, you were supposed to protect me. You were supposed to keep me safe."

Draco ran a hand through his hair.

"My father raped you?"

Megan lowered her eyes. His anger didn't build up. Rage erupted from him instantly.

"FUCKING BASTARD!!! I'LL KILL HIM!!!"

Draco ran across to the other room, he put on a black shirt and shoes then started down the stairs.

"Draco stop!!!"

Draco turned around and saw her run down the stairs. She stopped at the bottom and swayed. He ran to her knowing what was coming. She fainted. Draco took her in his arms and carried her to the broom case. He swung her legs around his waist and draped her arms over his shoulders. He flew her over to Saint Mungos. They took her in immediately. Draco paced around nervously. Finally a witch came over to him.

"Your wife is okay Mr. Malfoy. She just fainted. A woman in her condition should not be submitted to any kind of stressful situations."

"What do you mean 'her condition'? She doesn't have a condition!"

"Oh Merlin! You didn't know? She's pregnant. Congratulations Mr. Malfoy!"

Draco froze. He then grinned and ran to her room. Megan was awake, staring at the ceiling. Draco ran to her and kissed her. She turned away.

"Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?!"

"I didn't know."

"This is amazing!"

Draco tried to hold her but she pushed him away. Draco searched her eyes.

"It's not. This may not be your baby."

Draco saw red.

"So you fucked Potter?!"

Draco bellowed.

"I never did anything with Harry!!!"

She screamed back at him. Draco felt his whole world come crashing down.

"By Merlin..."

Draco looked in her eyes and felt like he would have done anything to take away her pain.