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Warning- This is a Slash. Don't like, don't read. Simple as that.
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Chapter 4: Draco's Mum
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A few weeks have past since Draco and I have made our truce. (Yes, we are on a first name basis) Even though I've only talked to him in Potions, but each time I talk to him, he opens himself to me more and more. I've done the same. I've almost gained complete trust with him.
Ron and Hermione keep asking me what's with Draco and me. If I told him that we where cool with each other, they would kill me. I think Ron's angrier with Draco more than he ever has. I'm only fearing what could happen if I told him I was friends with his enemy.
I'm sitting on my bed, looking down at myself. I still haven't eaten a lot. Hermione has asked why all my clothes are falling off me. I know I should eat more than once every other day, but I realy can't handle the taste of anything in my mouth. It makes me want to vomit.
I saw an unfamiliar owl fly into my room and land on the edge of my bed. Who's this? I grab the note and it was addressed to me. I open it and it read:
Harry,
I need to talk to you. It's urgent.
Draco
I look at it with curious eyes. I wonder what's wrong. I took the note and set it on the community desk and pulled out my parchment. I scratched down:
Draco,
Where do you want to meet?
Harry
I seal it and gave it to the owl. I sit back on my bed. I hope he's alright. The owl came back 10 minutes later with another note. I rip it open and all it read was:
Meet me in the woods behind Hagrid's hut. DON'T BRING ANYONE!
I crumble up the note and throw it away. I toss on a shirt and my robes and ran downstairs. Ron and Hermione are in the commons, doing homework.
"Where you going?" Ron asks, looking up from his paper.
I stop dead in my tracks. "Don't bring anyone!" rang though my head. "Woods." I say, simply.
Hermione's eyes widen and she squeals. "Oooh! Can we tag along?" She asks, giving me these puppy dog eyes. "We haven't done anything bad all year. I'm starting to worry."
"No." I say and run out of the room before anyone said another thing. I ran outside and mentally slapped myself. I should have grabbed my invisibility cloak. I shrug. It's too late now. I jog to the woods and sure enough, Draco was there. He's pacing back and forth. Huah?
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"M-My dad." He says, sounding very scared.
I look at him with curiosity in my eyes. "Draco, are you ok?" I ask, moving closer to him.
"DO I LOOK ALRIGHT, POTTER?" He explodes.
I back away. "What's going on?" I ask.
He stops walking and looks up at me. "My d-dad killed my m-mum." He says, shaking.
My jaw drops. "How do you know?" I ask.
"H-He fucking through it into the conversation. It was like, 'Draco, how's ole Snape? Oh and I killed your Mum.'" Draco says, angrily.
"W-Why'd he do it?" I ask. What the hell is with this guy?
"She was threating to tell the Ministry of Magic where he was. He couldn't trust her so he killed her. I mean yeah it was a good reason...but, shit man, it was my mum for fucks sake!" He explains.
I went over to him and pulled him into my arms. He rested his head against my shoulder. I hear him quietly sobbing. "Are you crying, Draco?" I ask.
"I-I'm not c-crying! Malfoy's don't cry!" He says. He sniffles and he grips me harder. "If you tell a soul, I will personally kill you before my dad gets a chance."
"I wouldn't tell anyone. I would never do that to you." I say. He's opening himself to me. That's a good thing. I know I've earned his trust more than anyone else.
"I..." He trails.
"What?" I ask, looking down at him.
"I became a Death Eater to earn my dad's trust. Make him proud of me. He still tells me I'm nothing and that I try too hard. Now that I think about it, I just wish I could kill him." He says.
I shake my head. "No, you should never kill anyone." I tell him.
"But he deserves it! And you of all people should want to kill him." Draco says.
"I don't want to sink to his level. I'll rough him up a bit, but I could never kill anyone. Not even Voldemart." I say.
He looks up at me. "But he..." He starts but I shrug.
"Doesn't matter. Let's just say I've thought about this for a long ass time." I say.
He laughs. "Now I know why everyone in this damn school loves you." He says.
"Why?"
"Your too good of a person, Harry." He says. I look down at him and kiss his forehead without thinking. Ack! What the hell am I doing?! I let go of him.
"What's wrong with you?" He asks. Shit! Why did I just kiss him?!
"I'm sorry! That was total reflex! It ne-"I start but he looks at me with curious eyes.
He nods and...is he frowning? "Um yeah. I figured that." He says. We sat in an ockward seilance before he jumped like he remembered something. "Hey I have to go. I'll talk to you later." I nod and we went out separate ways.
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(Dream)
I'm back down in that basement with Mr. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy is in a corner completely bloody and lifeless and Draco is staring at her. He shakes his head and walks over to his dad.
"Draco, you never did tell me if you had a girlfriend or not." His dad says.
Draco blushes. "I wouldn't call it a girlfriend." He says. I frown. I wonder who it is.
His dad slurps on his tea. "Still no sign of Potter?" He asks.
Draco shook his head. "I swear he loves his stupid Muggle family. No wonder he gets along with the Weaslys." He growls.
I narrowed my eyes. I know he's backing me up, but that last line on Ron's family was not called for!
Draco sighs. "Why did you have to kill Mum?" He asks.
His dad groans in frustration. "I told you once Draco. I'm not telling you again!" He growls.
"But don't you have the slightest of guilt? I mean it WAS your wife!" He yells.
Mr. Malfoy grabs his wand and stood up. Draco flinches. "You can say all that and yet be scared to take on your old man. Your weak, Draco. I don't even know why Voldemart made you a Death Eater." He looks over at me in question. "Why did you do it?"
My mind goes blank. What do I say?! "I needed the back up." I say.
He smirks. "Draco's not even good enough for that." He says and turns back to his shaking son. He points his wand at Draco's chest and yells a spell. The room turned green with light.
"DRACO!" I scream.
"Draco?!" I hear, pulling me out of my dream. I awake in a cold sweat and surrounded by Ron, Seamus, and Neville. Their eyes are wide and in shock.
I sit up, sleepily. "What the hell is so interesting about me sleeping?" I growl.
"Just the fact that you're whispering Malfoy's name!" Ron explodes.
I glare at him and rub my eyes. "I'm gonna go take a shower." I say and push past the shocked boys to the bathroom.
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I go down to the commons to see Ron and Hermione looking at me weirdly. "What is it now?" I ask.
"Why where you moaning out Malfoy's name?" Ron asks.
I roll my eyes. "You act like I was having a sexual dream about him." I growl.
"You just don't moan out just anyone's name."
"RON! It wasn't like that!" I fight. "It was about..." I start and I look up at the door. What the hell?
Draco was standing in the door way. "Dreaming dirty about me, Potter?" He asks, smirking evilly.
Ron looks at Draco, then to me, and then back to Draco. "What in bloody hell is going on?" He asks.
"I need Potion's homework after class. I'm not attending classes." He says. I notice he was holding his stomach and was leaning on the doorframe.
"What's wrong? You start your period?" Ron growls.
Draco glares at him. "Maybe you should check yourself, Weasel. Men don't bleed like that. You must have some disease poor people get after eating something to make them bleed out their ass." Draco says.
Hermione grabs Ron's robe. "He's not worth it, Ron." She assures him.
"Let him go. Or is that some kind of Mudblood thing to keep things civil." Draco taunts.
Hermione's face reddens with anger. I groan. "Malfoy, I'll bring you the homework! Just get your fucking ass out of here before I have to kick your ass and beat these two to it." I snap.
His eyes glisten and he moves his eyebrows up and leaves. Ron and Hermione huff. Ron throws his feet on the table hard and Hermione crosses her arms. "Whatever you dreamt, I hope Malfoy was seriously hurt."
My stomach turns. So do I.
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After Snape's class, I drag myself to the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfree greets me with a smile.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Potter?" She asks.
"I have to give Malfoy his Potion's homework." I say, no tone in my voice.
She leads me to Draco's bed and I feel the anger from this morning filling my veins. When she left, I threw the homework on the side table and drag a chair close to his bed.
"Hey Harry." He says.
"Don't you 'hey Harry' me! Why the hell did you come to Gryffindor Tower this morning?!" I growl.
Draco looks down at the floor. "Damn, I needed to talk to you." He says.
"So you insult my friends?" I snap.
Draco sighs, stressfully. "Damn! Look I'm...s-sorry." He says.
"Did a Malfoy say that they where sorry about something?" I ask, in awe.
He glares at me. "Anyway I went up there to tell you I went and saw my dad last night. And well...you can look." He says. He pulls off the blanket that was covering him and I gasped. His chest was completely purple and green.
I look, in shock, at him. My dream was right! I can't belive that this happened and I had to actually see it! This is so messed up! And besides, he's a fucking Death Eater! Shouldn't they be able to block things like this? "Draco..." I sigh. I reach out to touch his chest and he flinched. I yank my hand back only to have Draco grab it. He put it on his chest and I lightly stroked him.
"Does it hurt?" I ask.
He nods. "But it doesn't feel too bad when you touch it." He says quietly.
I feel the sadness and anger fill my body. If his fucking father was here right now, I would kill him. I know I said it was wrong to feel like this, but he's gone out of line here!
"What spell did he use?" I ask.
"I-I don't know. I'd never heard it before." He admits.
I debate on if I should tell him about my dreams. I side with my common sense and side against it. I still haven't gained all trust with him. I know he could still stab me in the back. I would love to trust him completely, but I don't know anymore.
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Author's Note: Thanks to my reviewers! I wish more people would read this piece of shit! LOL. I've put in a lot of work and time with it. (I know, I'm a whiner) I'm so happy now! (Finaly!) I got this new computer from someone. We hook it up and everything only to find out that the modem was fried. Well thankfully we hooked up the old computer in my room and we use this one for the Internet. Now I can post my stories at like 3 AM! Woo Hoo! But for like 3 days I went internetless and I went into withdrawal. (No kidding! It's like when someone needs a cigarette when they can't get one. They get bitchy and start pacing and doing 50 other things. I wrote 5 more chapters of this story, read my FAKE and Eerie Queerie mangas 1000 times, and yelled at random people.) But now my old computer is back and I can go back to my daily routines. (Smiles) Ok I'm done rambling. Chapter 5 will be up very soon I assure you on that! Later!
Warning- This is a Slash. Don't like, don't read. Simple as that.
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Chapter 4: Draco's Mum
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A few weeks have past since Draco and I have made our truce. (Yes, we are on a first name basis) Even though I've only talked to him in Potions, but each time I talk to him, he opens himself to me more and more. I've done the same. I've almost gained complete trust with him.
Ron and Hermione keep asking me what's with Draco and me. If I told him that we where cool with each other, they would kill me. I think Ron's angrier with Draco more than he ever has. I'm only fearing what could happen if I told him I was friends with his enemy.
I'm sitting on my bed, looking down at myself. I still haven't eaten a lot. Hermione has asked why all my clothes are falling off me. I know I should eat more than once every other day, but I realy can't handle the taste of anything in my mouth. It makes me want to vomit.
I saw an unfamiliar owl fly into my room and land on the edge of my bed. Who's this? I grab the note and it was addressed to me. I open it and it read:
Harry,
I need to talk to you. It's urgent.
Draco
I look at it with curious eyes. I wonder what's wrong. I took the note and set it on the community desk and pulled out my parchment. I scratched down:
Draco,
Where do you want to meet?
Harry
I seal it and gave it to the owl. I sit back on my bed. I hope he's alright. The owl came back 10 minutes later with another note. I rip it open and all it read was:
Meet me in the woods behind Hagrid's hut. DON'T BRING ANYONE!
I crumble up the note and throw it away. I toss on a shirt and my robes and ran downstairs. Ron and Hermione are in the commons, doing homework.
"Where you going?" Ron asks, looking up from his paper.
I stop dead in my tracks. "Don't bring anyone!" rang though my head. "Woods." I say, simply.
Hermione's eyes widen and she squeals. "Oooh! Can we tag along?" She asks, giving me these puppy dog eyes. "We haven't done anything bad all year. I'm starting to worry."
"No." I say and run out of the room before anyone said another thing. I ran outside and mentally slapped myself. I should have grabbed my invisibility cloak. I shrug. It's too late now. I jog to the woods and sure enough, Draco was there. He's pacing back and forth. Huah?
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"M-My dad." He says, sounding very scared.
I look at him with curiosity in my eyes. "Draco, are you ok?" I ask, moving closer to him.
"DO I LOOK ALRIGHT, POTTER?" He explodes.
I back away. "What's going on?" I ask.
He stops walking and looks up at me. "My d-dad killed my m-mum." He says, shaking.
My jaw drops. "How do you know?" I ask.
"H-He fucking through it into the conversation. It was like, 'Draco, how's ole Snape? Oh and I killed your Mum.'" Draco says, angrily.
"W-Why'd he do it?" I ask. What the hell is with this guy?
"She was threating to tell the Ministry of Magic where he was. He couldn't trust her so he killed her. I mean yeah it was a good reason...but, shit man, it was my mum for fucks sake!" He explains.
I went over to him and pulled him into my arms. He rested his head against my shoulder. I hear him quietly sobbing. "Are you crying, Draco?" I ask.
"I-I'm not c-crying! Malfoy's don't cry!" He says. He sniffles and he grips me harder. "If you tell a soul, I will personally kill you before my dad gets a chance."
"I wouldn't tell anyone. I would never do that to you." I say. He's opening himself to me. That's a good thing. I know I've earned his trust more than anyone else.
"I..." He trails.
"What?" I ask, looking down at him.
"I became a Death Eater to earn my dad's trust. Make him proud of me. He still tells me I'm nothing and that I try too hard. Now that I think about it, I just wish I could kill him." He says.
I shake my head. "No, you should never kill anyone." I tell him.
"But he deserves it! And you of all people should want to kill him." Draco says.
"I don't want to sink to his level. I'll rough him up a bit, but I could never kill anyone. Not even Voldemart." I say.
He looks up at me. "But he..." He starts but I shrug.
"Doesn't matter. Let's just say I've thought about this for a long ass time." I say.
He laughs. "Now I know why everyone in this damn school loves you." He says.
"Why?"
"Your too good of a person, Harry." He says. I look down at him and kiss his forehead without thinking. Ack! What the hell am I doing?! I let go of him.
"What's wrong with you?" He asks. Shit! Why did I just kiss him?!
"I'm sorry! That was total reflex! It ne-"I start but he looks at me with curious eyes.
He nods and...is he frowning? "Um yeah. I figured that." He says. We sat in an ockward seilance before he jumped like he remembered something. "Hey I have to go. I'll talk to you later." I nod and we went out separate ways.
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(Dream)
I'm back down in that basement with Mr. Malfoy. Mrs. Malfoy is in a corner completely bloody and lifeless and Draco is staring at her. He shakes his head and walks over to his dad.
"Draco, you never did tell me if you had a girlfriend or not." His dad says.
Draco blushes. "I wouldn't call it a girlfriend." He says. I frown. I wonder who it is.
His dad slurps on his tea. "Still no sign of Potter?" He asks.
Draco shook his head. "I swear he loves his stupid Muggle family. No wonder he gets along with the Weaslys." He growls.
I narrowed my eyes. I know he's backing me up, but that last line on Ron's family was not called for!
Draco sighs. "Why did you have to kill Mum?" He asks.
His dad groans in frustration. "I told you once Draco. I'm not telling you again!" He growls.
"But don't you have the slightest of guilt? I mean it WAS your wife!" He yells.
Mr. Malfoy grabs his wand and stood up. Draco flinches. "You can say all that and yet be scared to take on your old man. Your weak, Draco. I don't even know why Voldemart made you a Death Eater." He looks over at me in question. "Why did you do it?"
My mind goes blank. What do I say?! "I needed the back up." I say.
He smirks. "Draco's not even good enough for that." He says and turns back to his shaking son. He points his wand at Draco's chest and yells a spell. The room turned green with light.
"DRACO!" I scream.
"Draco?!" I hear, pulling me out of my dream. I awake in a cold sweat and surrounded by Ron, Seamus, and Neville. Their eyes are wide and in shock.
I sit up, sleepily. "What the hell is so interesting about me sleeping?" I growl.
"Just the fact that you're whispering Malfoy's name!" Ron explodes.
I glare at him and rub my eyes. "I'm gonna go take a shower." I say and push past the shocked boys to the bathroom.
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I go down to the commons to see Ron and Hermione looking at me weirdly. "What is it now?" I ask.
"Why where you moaning out Malfoy's name?" Ron asks.
I roll my eyes. "You act like I was having a sexual dream about him." I growl.
"You just don't moan out just anyone's name."
"RON! It wasn't like that!" I fight. "It was about..." I start and I look up at the door. What the hell?
Draco was standing in the door way. "Dreaming dirty about me, Potter?" He asks, smirking evilly.
Ron looks at Draco, then to me, and then back to Draco. "What in bloody hell is going on?" He asks.
"I need Potion's homework after class. I'm not attending classes." He says. I notice he was holding his stomach and was leaning on the doorframe.
"What's wrong? You start your period?" Ron growls.
Draco glares at him. "Maybe you should check yourself, Weasel. Men don't bleed like that. You must have some disease poor people get after eating something to make them bleed out their ass." Draco says.
Hermione grabs Ron's robe. "He's not worth it, Ron." She assures him.
"Let him go. Or is that some kind of Mudblood thing to keep things civil." Draco taunts.
Hermione's face reddens with anger. I groan. "Malfoy, I'll bring you the homework! Just get your fucking ass out of here before I have to kick your ass and beat these two to it." I snap.
His eyes glisten and he moves his eyebrows up and leaves. Ron and Hermione huff. Ron throws his feet on the table hard and Hermione crosses her arms. "Whatever you dreamt, I hope Malfoy was seriously hurt."
My stomach turns. So do I.
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After Snape's class, I drag myself to the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfree greets me with a smile.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Potter?" She asks.
"I have to give Malfoy his Potion's homework." I say, no tone in my voice.
She leads me to Draco's bed and I feel the anger from this morning filling my veins. When she left, I threw the homework on the side table and drag a chair close to his bed.
"Hey Harry." He says.
"Don't you 'hey Harry' me! Why the hell did you come to Gryffindor Tower this morning?!" I growl.
Draco looks down at the floor. "Damn, I needed to talk to you." He says.
"So you insult my friends?" I snap.
Draco sighs, stressfully. "Damn! Look I'm...s-sorry." He says.
"Did a Malfoy say that they where sorry about something?" I ask, in awe.
He glares at me. "Anyway I went up there to tell you I went and saw my dad last night. And well...you can look." He says. He pulls off the blanket that was covering him and I gasped. His chest was completely purple and green.
I look, in shock, at him. My dream was right! I can't belive that this happened and I had to actually see it! This is so messed up! And besides, he's a fucking Death Eater! Shouldn't they be able to block things like this? "Draco..." I sigh. I reach out to touch his chest and he flinched. I yank my hand back only to have Draco grab it. He put it on his chest and I lightly stroked him.
"Does it hurt?" I ask.
He nods. "But it doesn't feel too bad when you touch it." He says quietly.
I feel the sadness and anger fill my body. If his fucking father was here right now, I would kill him. I know I said it was wrong to feel like this, but he's gone out of line here!
"What spell did he use?" I ask.
"I-I don't know. I'd never heard it before." He admits.
I debate on if I should tell him about my dreams. I side with my common sense and side against it. I still haven't gained all trust with him. I know he could still stab me in the back. I would love to trust him completely, but I don't know anymore.
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Author's Note: Thanks to my reviewers! I wish more people would read this piece of shit! LOL. I've put in a lot of work and time with it. (I know, I'm a whiner) I'm so happy now! (Finaly!) I got this new computer from someone. We hook it up and everything only to find out that the modem was fried. Well thankfully we hooked up the old computer in my room and we use this one for the Internet. Now I can post my stories at like 3 AM! Woo Hoo! But for like 3 days I went internetless and I went into withdrawal. (No kidding! It's like when someone needs a cigarette when they can't get one. They get bitchy and start pacing and doing 50 other things. I wrote 5 more chapters of this story, read my FAKE and Eerie Queerie mangas 1000 times, and yelled at random people.) But now my old computer is back and I can go back to my daily routines. (Smiles) Ok I'm done rambling. Chapter 5 will be up very soon I assure you on that! Later!