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Warning- It's a slash, big friggn' deal. Wow two dudes kiss! (shrugs) Whatever; don't like, don't read.
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Chapter 6: Laying Low
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I wake up in the Hospital Wing. Hermione is sleeping in a chair next to me. I can tell it's her because I match a blur with a blur. I laugh. I can be so lame at times. She's gonna regret sleeping like that I'm sure. The sun is up. It must be at least 10 AM. I sigh. I bet I caused a lot of commotion last night. I guess I need to eat and sleep some more.
I sit up and feel around for my glasses. I feel them and I slide them on. I look back over at the chair. My instincts where right and it was Hermione. I lean over and shake her. Her eyes shot open. She gasps and looks around. She sighs and stretchs. She lifts her arms up over her head and groans in pain. "I will never sleep in a chair ever again!" She growls.
I laugh. "Sucks, don't it?" I ask. She nods in agreement. I flashback to the note. "Do you still have Malfoy's note?"
She shook her head. "No. I read it and threw it away. What does he mean when he said that he's still not talking to you? He NEVER talks to you." She asks.
I shrug. "I don't know. He's acting realy weird lately." I say. Like I haven't?!
"What are you gonna do about Mr. Malfoy coming to Hogwarts?" Hermione asks.
I shake my head. "To be honest, I don't have a fucking clue. I was thinking about going to the Room Of Requirement." I say.
Madam Pomfree comes in and frowns at me. "I don't want to hear about any more of these fainting spells. Miss Granger told me that you weren't eating and not sleeping." She says.
I look over at Hermione and just glare. Her eyes widen. "What did you want me to tell her!?" She says.
I groan and turn back to Madam Pomfree. "I know your having a realy hard time, with you godfather dying and all. I know of this place we can send you for a few days, if you like. I, of course, will have to ask Dumbledor, but I doubt it will be a 'no.'" She says.
My eyes widen and I force myself not to start screaming. Woo Hoo! I have my hideout! HHHI nod. "I would like that. Could you get back to me by tomorrow?" I ask. She raises an eyebrow. Shit, why did I say anything?!
"Is Professor Snape having a test coming up or something?" She asks, suspiciously.
"N-No it's just that..."I start. I take off my glasses and rub my eyes. I flashback to the night of Sirius's death and I feel the tears spring to my eyes and flow down my face like a river. I wipe my eyes and put back on my glasses. "...I don't know how much I can handle anymore." Did it work?
I look up at Pomfree and she had sympathy in her eyes. "I'm so sorry Mr. Potter. I didn't know." She says and walks out.
When I hear the door shut, I smile brightly. I look over at Hermione who was just shaking her head. "That was so wrong, Harry! That was almost like..." She starts and covers her mouth. She starts to blush.
"Almost like what?" I ask.
"Almost like Malfoy."
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Dumbledor is walking me to the place where I'll be for a few days. I tried for 7 days but I only got 5. It was a take it or leave it deal. My arms are starting to hurt. I have a suitcase full of clothes in one hand and Hedwig in the other. I look down and I start to see my breath. Damn October weather. We've been walking for 30 minutes though the field and I'm still to see a building.
We stop and Dumbledor pulls out his wand. "What are you doing?" I ask. He says a spell and a mini castle pops out of nowhere. Woah! "I've never seen this ever! Where did it come from?!" I ask.
"We put an invisibility spell on it when it's not in use. So no one can find it and do Merlin knows what in it." Dumbledor says. I laugh. Good idea.
I walk in and set down my things. I look around in awe. It looks so small on the outside but its huge inside! There are staircases on both sides of the fireplace. It's done in all the house colors. I guess for the comfort of the person staying there. I could tell there was a kitchen in the next room and there was a table by the window.
"I'll be back to get you in 5 days. Enjoy yourself and don't do anything stupid. The last student here almost set it on fire. He said he was making fireworks." Dumbledor says and laughs.
I laugh. "Who was it?" I ask.
Dumbledor's face saddens. "Your dad. He and Sirius where such troublemakers." He says.
I look down at my feet. My dad was the last person here. "Why did he come here for?" I ask.
"He said he needed to lay off stress. It was back in his 7th year. He had gotten your mother pregnet and he was on the borderline of failing. I felt pity on the lad and let him hide out here." He says.
I look up at him. He chuckles. "I'll let you go for now. Owl me if you need anything." He says and leaves.
I walk over to the couch and lay down. I close my eyes and take everything in that Dumbledor said. I can't belive that my dad was the last one to be here. He probily sat down on this couch. This seems kinda weird.
I think about He said that Sirius and Dad almost burnt this place down. I look around. I don't see any burn marks or anything. I mentally smack my self. Duh they would have replaced everything. I mean it was probily 20 years ago.
My scar starts to burn and my eyes shot open. OW! What the hell? I look around. I don't see anything. I throw a hand up to hold it. Fuck this hurts.
The pain started to go away and I hear a knock on the door, scaring me. I walk over to the door and peak though a hole to see who it is.
"Hurry up, Potter! I'm freezing my ass off." I hear on the other side. My hear flutters and I swing the door open.
"Hey Draco. What's up?" I say, happily. I freeze. Wait a tick. Am I getting all giddy that MALFOY is here? I shake off my happiness and step aside.
Draco runs inside and shivers. "Damn October weather." He grumbles.
"That's what I said." I say.
He walks over to the couch and plops down. He takes off his Slythrin scarf off and wraps it around his hands. "I had to follow you to see where you were staying. Then I had to wait another 15 minutes so Dumbledor didn't catch me. I'm frozen to the bone." He complains.
I sit next to him. "That's a shitload of work just to find out where the person your not talking to was staying." I say.
He glares at me. "And I wouldn't be but I don't have a choice. I have to talk to you." He says.
"About what?"
"About my father...and why the hell you're fainting over not eating and sleeping." He snaps, narrowing his eyes at me.
"Gossip sure does flow quick in this fucking school." I mumble.
"Anyway, you are not to leave this building no matter what. Snape told Dad on how you're here and well...take a look." He says. He takes off his school robes and underneath he only had on pants. His chest seems somewhat healed. It doesn't look too grotesque. Draco turns around to show me his back. He had slash marks all over it. Large ones. A few looked to be infected.
"Oh my Merlin." I say, quietly. Poor Draco!
He turns around to face me. "He's scaring me, Harry. If he's doing this shit to me, who knows what he could do to you." He says. His eyes look worried and are full of tears.
I stand and open my arms. Draco walks over and wraps his arms around me and cries into my chest. I don't wrap my arms around him, too scared I'd touch his slash marks. I hate to see him so torn up. "You shouldn't be helping me." I say.
"What are you talking about? I have to. I'd feel guilty if I didn't. It would haunt me for the rest of my life." He says.
"But you're a Death Eater. You have to get use to that." I tell him.
"Well when I agreed to be one, I had nothing left to lose and I didn't care about emotions. God damnit, Potter. You tainted my brain." He says.
I laugh a bit. "Sorry about that, mate." I say.
I sit down on the couch and he followed suit. He lays his head down on my shoulder and we stare into the fire. I feel him put his arms around my waist. I look down at him and he looked up. "What's wrong with you?" He asks.
I shake my head. "N-Nothing." I say. I hear a sigh and he snuggles closer. I put my arm around him, making sure to be sensitive to his back. After awhile, I start to hear snoring. "Draco?" I ask and look down. He was fast asleep on my chest. I smile and lay down, taking Draco with me. I take off my glasses and set them on the side table. "Night Draco." I say and close my eyes.
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I'm in the woods. I see Lucius and Snape around a fire. I walk up to them. Mr. Malfoy was glaring into the fire and his leg is hopping up and down.
"Where the fuck is Draco?!" He snaps.
"Maybe he found some chick to give him a 'good time' on the way here." Snape jokes and laughs. I smirk. If they only knew.
"That's not funny, Severus! He knew that I needed to talk to him." Lucius says.
"Potter wasn't in class today. You think he's with him?" Snape asks.
"He has to be. I can't belive Draco lied to me!" He growls.
"Maybe he's got something for the prat." Snape suggests. I felt like laughing. Draco wouldn't like me in a million years. I mean he SEEMS so...straight!
Lucius shakes his head. "No son of mine will go with the-boy-who-lived!" He states.
"Oh come on. You're dating a Defense against the Dark arts teacher." Snape says, slyly.
Lucius smiles. "Yeah. We both have bad taste." He says.
"Hey!" Snape growls. Lucius leans in and kisses Snape.
"Don't do that in front of me!" I yell.
"Sorry Voldie." Mr. Malfoy says.
"Yeah, sorry." Snape says.
"Look I don't think Draco's coming tonight. Let's just go to sleep." I say.
"What the hell are you dreaming about, Harry?"
My eyes shot open and I squint to see Draco. I can tell that he's looking at me like I'm crazy. I realy need to remember that when I have those types of dreams, people outside of my dream can hear me.
I pale. "Do I talk in my dream?" I ask, pretending not to know.
Draco nods and lays his head back down on my waist. "You are so weird." He says. His hand lightly brushes past my covered semi-erection. I fought back the moan and try to think about something else. Then my scar started to burn.
"Ow. Shit." I grumble and rub my scar. Voldemart must be walking past the hut or something. Well that's a way to lose an erection.
Draco looks up at me. "Am I crushing you?" He asks.
"N-No. My scar hurts sometimes." I tell him. I don't want to worry him and tell him that I think Voldemart is near.
Draco wraps his arms around me tighter and snuggles closer. "Do you mind that I'm here?" He asks.
I shake my head and smile. "No, not at all."
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I woke up the next morning, oddly cold. I look down to see that Draco was gone. I frown a little. I guess it would have been nice if he would have told me he was leaving.
I sit up and feel for my glasses. "Damnit Draco. Where did you put my glasses." I mumble.
"Their on the table, moron."
I jump and grab my glasses. I look over at the dinner table to see Draco eating a bagel and reading the Daily Profit. He looks like he belongs here. Like he belongs here with me. I smile and walk over to the table. I sit across from him and look at all the food. Where did he find all this?
"I snuck it all out of the Great Hall this morning." He says, as if he read my mind.
"Don't you have classes?" I ask.
He shrugs. "What's missing one classes. Or all classes for that matter." He says, smirking and looking up from the paper.
I look down at all the food and I felt my stomach turn. It all looks good but I don't think I can handle it. I just stare down at my empty plate, debating if I should eat or not.
"Your eating, Harry." He says, his eyes not leaving the paper.
"I'm not hungry." I lie. Some part of my stomach yearned for a donut. The other part is yelling that I'm going to puke it up.
Draco looks over at me, frowning. "You haven't ate all week. And don't try to lie about it. I've watched you." He says. He pushes a plate of donuts at me. "Eat."
I glare at him and grab a donut. I take a bite of it and the taste in my mouth makes me feel sick. The sugar is too much. I swallow it and take another bite and another till it was gone. I look over at Draco. "Happy?" I ask, snottily.
"Why do you starve yourself, Harry?" He asks.
"I don't starve myself! I eat when I want to. And lately it hasn't been often! The taste of food makes me sick. Is that such a problem?" I snap.
"Actually it is." Draco growls. "Last night, you felt so skinny to me that I thought I was gonna crush you. I could feel your ribs, Harry."
I look down at the table. I guess he's right. I know it isn't healthy and I know my body is disgusting. I grab another donut and scarf it down, trying not to taste it. I look up at Draco and we both smile.
"So what's on the list to do today?" I ask.
"You need to work on some spells." Draco says.
I roll my eyes. "Don't you think I've practiced enough. I've mastered the hard stuff and it's not like I didn't beat him before." I say.
Draco bites his lower lip. "Well...um...he's got you-know-who with him." He says.
"Beat him...3 times now. 3 times, right?"
Draco just looks at me in awe. I lean back in my chair and give him a smug look. "Now what?" I ask.
Draco shrugs. "I guess we sit around."
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I'm looking out my bedroom window. I can see the Quidditch tryouts going on perfectly. I sigh. I miss playing. It was the only thing that I could take all my anger out on.
Dumbledor's owl flew into my window. I took the note and opened it:
Harry,
I know Umbridge banned you from Quidditch last year, but with her gone, that ban has been lifted. When I didn't see you at tryouts, I didn't know if you didn't want to do it or not still. But I thought I'd better just give you a heads up. I hope to see you next Tuesday on the Quidditch field.
Good luck this year,
Albus Dumbledor
My eyes lit up and I scream. I'M BACK ON!! I start to do a little dance and sing when I hear someone snickering behind me.
I jump and turn around. Draco was in the doorway in his Quidditch robes. Woah! What is it about him in his Quidditch outfit that makes him so...attractive?! I never realy noticed while we where playing. "Having fun?" He asks
"I'm allowed to play Quidditch this year." I say in glee.
He lifts an eyebrow. "Your not going to attack me like last year, are you?" He asks.
"Don't piss me off this year and I won't have to kick your ass." I inform him.
He walks over and leans against the wall. "Dad almost killed me today." He says, quietly. I look over at him and he takes off the scarf on his neck. He had red marks on his neck. "He tried to choke me. I forgot to go see him last night. If Snape didn't walk in, I would have died."
I shake my head. "That's bollocks, Draco." I tell him.
"I know. But there's noting I do. I'm kinda stuck." He says. I knew that he missed his dad last night after the dream. I almost got him killed. I feel horrible now.
"Maybe you shouldn't be helping me." I say.
"Nonsense. I want to help you, Harry." Draco says. He slips his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder. "I want to help you however I can." He whispers by my ear, sending chills down my spine.
I think I'm falling for Draco and I think he's falling for me. Usually I would push this away and scold myself to stop thinking about Malfoy like this. Like I have for 6 years. But this time, I'm gonna accept it and I don't give a damn about what anyone else thinks.
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Authors Note: Damn that's frickin' long! I didn't mean it to be so long. I just had a lot of points to cover in this chapter. But the next chapter is kinda short. But something realy big happens in the next chapter. (smiles big) I'm not gonna tell you what though. I've already got an idea for a sequel and I'm not even done writing it yet. [Well I know how I want to end this one and I knew I wanted a sequel] I don't know if I can tell you about the sequel, but just for FYI, there will be one. Well I bet you're sick of reading this so I'll wrap this up. Later!
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