A/N: Ok, let me just start that I am terribly pissed off with fan fiction . net just now, seeing as they have DELETED MY OTHER FIC!!
I've just come back from holiday, in Canada, for around a month and a half, and theeenn, I had to do some damned packing to move house, and when we move into the new house, it turns out that we can't have internet for oh, say, over six months? But hey, if everything else can piss me off just now, then they might as well do it, 'cause I will have a lot of fun punching their lights out. Hey, I can still get onto other computers that have internet, right? NOT!! I have practically no time, so I've just been building up this chapter bit by bit over that time...
I promise it wont take this long again!!
Enough of that... Thanks for the reviews, you kind, kind people..
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wooh! 20777 words WITHOUT the A/N's!! 36 pages full of Times New Roman size 12!! REEAAALLLYY long for me, how bout you?
URGENT!!!
This: (8) means that it's the same person's POV, just in a different place/time, you know what I mean... This: (8.8) means that it's another person's POV. OK? Great! On to the Story!!
In Chapter Four:
"You are what's wrong, Harry!! If I hadn't liked you, then I would still have the fucking chance of living!! My father will find out... He always does..."
(8)
I feel so secure in his arms. I don't want it to end...
So must it?
Chapter Five: Meet my Father.
This first part is in Harry's P.O.V
Feeling Him slowly drift off to sleep in my arms, I watch as the sun goes down, giving into the moon, making everything in its wake seem metallic, silver; or Angelic. Feeling his chest rise and fall slowly through his robes and mine, I rest my forehead on his forehead, looking at his peaceful face.
Had it not been I, that had just recently savagely attacked him with brutal kisses? Yes, and I felt guilty about causing him pain, guilty for how his father would react if he were to find out.
I should not have done what I had done... But then again, He did not seem to mind that much about me kissing him... Apart from when he realized of his Father. I won't let Lucius hurt Draco. I just can't.
It's been too long that I have been yearning for Draco. Nearly a half a year. The crush that I had developed for my supposed nemesis, turned into something more serious. And now that I found He likes me, there will be nothing to stop me from keeping the fact away from his father. I will try, just like everyone expects me to do.
Sighing, I reluctantly shake him awake – preferring to watch him sleep the rest of the night away – and watch as he opens his stormy eyes to grace the world with the sight of them. Smiling hesitantly, I run a finger over his bottom lip, whispering that we have to leave, or we may be missed.
He nods, getting up from my lap and brushing off his robes, soon standing still, watching me do the same. I give him a grin, and widen it once I see the small smile that had blossomed on his lips.
He takes my face in his hands, and stand on his toes to press his lips ever so lightly on mine. I make to deepen the small kiss, yet he moves back, taking his hands away leaving me wanting for more. He turns slightly away, but I grab him around the waist, twirling him back around to face me, pressing my own lips to his gently, not like the savage ones we shared earlier.
He responds to the kiss, placing a hand on my cheek and closing his eyes, letting me slip my tongue into his mouth, letting me caress his tongue with mine. We part, and I place one small, last, longing kiss onto his lips before leaving the astronomy tower, him going to the dungeons, and I to Gryffindor Tower.
Continuing my walk to my dorms, through the common room, I start pondering the way in which he seemed terrified when he pushed me away and screamed at me... The way that something flickered in his eyes that made me think that something bad had happened to him in his past... That flicker of bad memories filming over his eyes then disappearing in a split second.... And I'm going to find out what happened... Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next month... But I'm going to find out.
It's for his own good.
Now then, this part is in Draco's P.O.V again!
The first couple of nights after I had met up with Harry, it had been quiet, and peaceful... Then my whole fucking world turned to crap. I got a letter from father, from Mother, even from a few uncles that I was slightly close to – or, more into the fact, that Father was close to – ...all Howlers, surprise, surprise. I knew he would find out.. Just not so damned quickly!! I would have more of a chance if he found out next month (though, preferably, never). Merlin, I hate howlers. I knew that this round would be loud.. So I had to put up some fucking strong silencing spells on my room. I bet some people heard it anyway, Merlin knows how loud they were.
Where will I get food now? Who will house me? Will I have to leave Hogwarts? Severus couldn't possibly be my guardian, it's too risky for him.. Oh fuck, what am I going to do? Will I have to sleep in a box? On the street?
Now I was on my way to find my buddy ol' pal Harry, maybe tear a chunk out of him... Though I suppose it's not his fault... Of Course It's His Bloody Fault!!!Who the hell chooses the Astronomy Tower to meet with their supposed nemesis?!
(8)
"It's all YOUR BLOODY FAULT!! ALL YOUR FAULT!!" A crowd has gathered around us now for some reason... Ah well, let them know how much my fucking family hate me now. "ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!! WHERE THE FUCK AM I GOING TO GO TO?! WHERE THE FUCK WILL I GET FOOD?!" I scream into his face, shaking him roughly, hitting him against the wall each time I shake him. Ooh, if he tells me to 'calm down', then I'm going to punch his pretty little face in. Even if he's taller than me. I suppose I probably could --
"Draco!! Stop! Tell me what the fuck is my fault before you go to fit me into the wall!" Suddenly, my hands are in his and he's flipped me around so that now my back is pinned to the wall. He wants me to talk to him?! Fine!
"It's your fault that you couldn't have picked a better, safer place – for me – to snog me senseless! Some snot nosed piece of shit owled my father about it! About how I'm a right little fag!" I changed my voice to a squeaky bad attempt at a girly voice "Oh, looky here, I'm Pansy, a spoiled brat who always wants her way, and can't just let Draco go to someone else!! I think I'll just run off to owl Draco's Father that he's with that Potter boy!! Whee! Lookit me prance on my way to get Draco DISOWNED BY HIS WHOLE FUCKING FAMILY!! I won't be able to find a place to stay!! I'll be homeless!!! I won't be able to get enough food for myself!! I'm too young to get a job!! WHAT THE FUCK AM I GOING TO DO, HARRY?! TELL ME THAT!!" The hysterics were still not worn off, and I was breathing heavily. It's silent now. The whole of Hogwarts is silent, mainly because the whole of Hogwarts are out in the large crowd of people watching us.
Well, fuck them. They wanted to know, I gave it to them. But I have to turn on them, I can't stop ranting now, that would be un-malfoy like (Denial – WOULD SOMEONE TELL MY BRAIN TO SHUT UP?!).
"And you people!! You wouldn't give a shit about me being disowned, oh wait! You're all after my money, or after my looks, or after a good shag!! You don't care, just as long as I'm rich, powerful, single, and sexy! Newsflash. None of you could ever get me into your beds, let alone get me near your beds! I am not single, and I do not like you, you creepy, clingy, desperate people... So.. Fuck off!" Now I know that's not going to work.. They're all going to be in shock of me actually saying what they are. Woooh! I see Stupid People! Man, this ranting is getting to me now.. I'm even ranting in my head! Well....... I'm ranting in my head more than usual!
Wow, some people are actually leaving. Oh, it was probably the Hufflepuffs, they're as loyal as a pet dog. Stupider than dogs though. Now that I think of it, I don't really know the Hufflepuffs.. And dogs are quite smart.... What the fuck am I thinking that for?! Anyway, it wouldn't matter, I'm going to get a riot on my hands for saying that they're clingy and creepy... And basically saying that I hate them... Well done Draco, good Job! Merlin... A riot with the whole school against me.. That's not going to be pretty – for me at least. Oh Joy.
"Draco?" Oh, here he goes, going to try and hug me, try to make me feel better about Father and Mother. I'll let him hug me, since we're 'out in the open', as some people say. But I don't think that it's going to make me feel better. "Oh Draco.. I'm so sorry..." As predicted, Harry hugged me, and I let him. I didn't fight it, I just put my arms around his midsection, squeezed my eyes shut and rest my cheek on his chest. Ugh, now I feel bad for screaming at him. Ah, I'll try to apologize later. Just now though, his hugs are making me feel better.
Taking me gently away from the wall, he held me in a firm, yet comfortable way, running his hands soothingly up and down my back, and at this rate, he's going to send me to sleep. Perhaps this 'thing' with Harry is a good thing...
(8)
No, it's not a 'good thing'... Especially because Father is coming to see me today. Oh sweet Merlin, help me!
While I'm running down the hall, I smack straight into Harry and his two stupid mutts (weasel and mudblood), falling right on my arse. "Oh fuck, now that's just great, I'm going to have a purple arse." I mumble a bit under my breath, irritated about both my Father, and my sore butt. I look up, surprised when Harry helps me up. I still need to get used to this... Mmm... Look at his sexy grin... Hey! Woah! You're going to see your father and you're thinking of how sexy Harry's grin is?! If I could sigh in my head, now would be the time I would do it... Man I'm messed up today.
Smiling at Harry, my eyes suddenly go wide in shock when he leans in and kisses me, as if his friends aren't there. Hesitating a second, my Slytherin mind starts ticking at the though of how grossed out Muddy and Weasel would be if we started going at it reaaall good.
I can feel him smiling onto my lips, and somehow, it's an almost Slytherin smile... Oh Merlin, he just stuck his tongue in my mouth in front of his friends! He can't... Read minds... Can he? Nah...
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I finally closed my eyes, and moan quietly and softly when I feel the pressure of his hands on my hips and his lips on mine. Leaning into the kiss, we're just getting going, and my tongue is in his mouth, his in mine, when I feel a heavy hand drop onto my shoulder, startling me apart from Harry.
"You feel no shame in bringing your family down, Draco? Well, I must say, I'm a tad surprised..." I would be able to recognize that voice even if I was six feet under with a mound of dirt above me. Sure, I won't miss that voice, or face, in a million years... However, there is still the fact that that voice will forever haunt me... I do suppose that it will take a while to get over what he has done to me over all of these years...
Swallowing, then turning around to fix Father with my coldest look, my mind has to have the Malfoy genes, doesn't it? I just have to piss him off, don't I?
"Sorry, I think you have the wrong person. You see, according to my family, I have none." Oh fucking-flying-shit-in-a-bucket. I am so stupid sometimes, such as times like these.
About to turn around, a fist collides with my jaw, sending me flying onto Harry, who, thankfully, caught me. Woah, the room is spinning, oh, nope, that was just me handed over to Weasel... No spinning room at all. Might want to thank him later (fuck it, if I'm no longer a Malfoy, and seeing as my Father hates me, then I might as well piss him off by being friends with those who he considers as the lowest of low. Namely Weasel and Muddy.).
I think I'm passing out.. What else would those little lights be going off in my head? Well.. They could be curses that I'm seeing.. But hey. Next thing I'm seeing is Harry pouncing on his father. Now I have to say sorry to him, and thank him in one day!! Damn. I'm turning Gryffindork already!!
Wait... If I'm passed out, then how would I be thinking these things? I'm not passed out!! Wooh! While doing a little jig in my head, I find that pain is brought to me... Mainly from Father barrelling punches to any place that was available on my body, and here goes the Weasel trying to pull me away... Well, tough shit on that, 'cause I've had it!
Wrenching myself out of Weasel's hands, I pounce on my now ex-father, making him fall flat on his back in shock, me on top of him. Looking around hurriedly, I see Harry on the floor, unconscious. Now that just made me angry. Terribly so at that.
Resting my gaze on Lucius' face, my eyes cold and my fist ready, I start pummelling the old rat's face in, banging his head off the ground, just for good measures and hoping he'll get a concussion. You know the sort. "You fucking BASTARD!!! How DARE you hex him?! Stupid ASSHOLE!" Screaming bloody murder into his face, the crowd of Hogwarts watching wordlessly as I continued to lay on the punches to that ugly face that I've had to look at for all of my life. The stupid bastard, he should have known not to lay a wand tip on my Harry.
A groan from the corner startled all eyes towards the noise, and once I knew who it was, I jumped up, kicked Lucius in the side, and walked over to the small crowd (Pfft! Small! I crack myself up sometimes..) around the person, moving my jaw around slightly. As the crowd didn't part for me, I angrily shoved through and gasped slightly.
There Harry was, covered in bruises and cuts that curses and hexes had made, just waking to the public. Lunging to the front of the crowd, I drop to my knees, propping his head on my legs – once having sat down, of course – and shake my head slightly. "Oh Harry, my stupid, stupid Harry... WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! Lunging at my father like that?!" Shaking my head again, laughing slightly at the stupidity of the situation at hand. I ran a finger over his busted lip, watching him smile at me. Hey, that made me smile...
Sappy sounding, huh?
Two gentle hands fell on my shoulders, and looking up, I see the elderly face of the head master looking down at me, the normal sparkle from his eyes gone.
"Care to join me for a cup of tea, Draco?" I nod once, to show that I understood, and soon after, he is helping Harry and I up off the ground, helping me support Harry all the way to his office.
(8)
Sitting in a double chair, Harry's head leaning on my shoulder, Dumbledore flicks his hand, the cup in front of me up filling with tea and handing itself to me. Smiling in thanks, I sip at the piping hot tea while waiting for anyone but me to start the conversation that we all knew we would have.
"Well, Mr. Malfoy..." I cringed at that, yet the guy still carried on. "Do you mind telling me exactly what happened?" Setting his cup down on his desk and lacing his fingers together to prop his chin up on his hands, Dumbledore sets his eyes on me. Telling him the whole story will take a while... Best get it over with then, eh?
(8)
"And that's when I went to Harry... He was swarmed with a crowd, and I didn't think he'd quite like being stared at much longer.. and.. that's it." I sat back, letting Harry lean against my chest. He's almost on my lap... That wouldn't be too bad though, now would it? Now, that's hardly a thing to be thinking in a headmaster's office... There goes that twinkle in his eyes again! It's like he... Knows... What... I'm... Thinking... What is it with these people?! Acting like they fucking know what I'm thinking... I'll have to ask Severus about that, perhaps he'll know what the fuck is going on...
Harry looks like he's about to close his eyes and go to sleep on me... I wouldn't mind that at all... Yep, he's falling asleep on me. It gives me a happy feeling somehow. Weird that. Smiling, I wrap my arms around his body and rest my chin on his head. I have to bloody well lean my back on the arm of the couch! You know, it's probably the healing potion Pomfrey came in to give him that's making him so sleepy. Running a hand through his unruly hair, he leans into my touch... Like a kitten. Oh how shocked he'd be if I called him that... It would be so funny... I can picture it now... heh, he's smiling like he knows... What... I'm... Thinking... AARRGGH!! What the FUCK IS WITH THESE PEOPLE?!!?!? Oh, Dumbledore's about to talk again...
"Well, I dare say that what you did was by no means allowed in this school. However, not many people would be able to stand up to your fath--"
"Ex-Father. He disowned me. I told you that." I say, aggravated, through gritted teeth. Did he not listen at all?!
"However, not many people would be able to stand up to your Ex-Father, and get away with their life, let alone be able to inflict pain on him. Despite the rules broken on these grounds, I must say, that I am quite impressed. Nevertheless, my opinions do not count in this matter. I do hope that you realize that you have broken quite a few rules today. We do not tolerate rule breaking in this school, including fighting of any type, and I'm sure that you know that. The rules that you have broken, calls upon punishment." I cringe at that.. The barmy old man's going to expel me!I don't want to be expelled! I can't be expelled! What other wizarding school would I go to? I have no money to go to another school, not after being disowned!! Nonnononononononononnnonononononononoo... Please don't expel me, please please...
"Should I go to pack my bags then, sir?" I ask quietly, not wanting my inner turmoil of emotion to show, or make itself clear. Taking several deep breaths, I look up at the headmasters amused face. What's he looking so bloody amused for? There's nothing funny to laugh at – unless he's laughing at my expense...
"Now why would you go and do that, Draco? You are not leaving Hogwarts, are you? We are certainly not expelling you, or even suspending you. No, no, do not pack your bags, the punishment I was speaking of, is detention till Christmas Eve, and fifty points are to be taken from Slytherin. Your detentions shall be served with Professor McGonagall." Opening my mouth to argue, Dumbledore raises his hand to silence me. "Draco, please do not argue with me, I know that you were provoked, and that he started it, but please, my decisions are final!"
Standing up and glaring at that insane old man, I help Harry up and take a step towards the door. "Draco. I do believe that what we have talked about just now, is hardly all that we should talk about." And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the first time that a Malfoy (even a disowned one) has ever looked confused. Changing my expression quickly to impatience, I turn back to him and wait for him to continue. I'm tired, Harry's tired, so why won't he let us go? "Never mind, I am sure you two are tired, judging by Mr. Potter's semi-conscious state. Come to me tomorrow at One o'clock, perhaps by then you will have been refreshed and have had time to think of things a bit."
Nodding once, I turn again, though this time, of my own will, I paused and looked back, frowning slightly, I need to ask, don't I? "Uhm, Professor Dumbledore, Sir?"
"Yes, Draco? Is there something on your mind?" He inquired, leaning back in his chair.
"Well, I was wondering, if it would be at all possible, if I could spend a few days in Gryffindor. You see, I'm thinking of moving houses, though I'm not sure Gryffindor would be the right house to pick. I just want to see how it goes first." I was about to explain more, but Dumbledore isn't going to give me a chance.
"Of course, of course. Absolutely, I will talk to Professor Mcgonagall about this situation. You may spend the night there as well. I do think that you will be too tired after dragging Mr. Potter's body all the way to Gryffindor Tower to go all the way to the dungeons. I'll conjure up a small map for you."
And after around half an hour of dragging Harry's body around the castle, I realized that Dumbledore was right; I would never, ever be able to get back to the dungeons after dragging Harry around! "Dear Merlin, you're heavy... Damn, I guess guilt tripping you at the moment isn't going to make you get up and walk yourself to Gryffindor." Well, that was lost on him... He's busy snoring his head off! Pfft, leaving me to try and guess the password, is he? Or is he just trying to make me drag him around more? Well, either way, he's not really that heavy, I was exaggerating a bit – Loads (Stupid fucking brain... Keeps making me think there's two different Draco's in my head...) – so he's not really heavy... I suppose the shock has worn off for the day, that's probably what's making me tired.
Right, perhaps I could pick him up... Weyup!! Wow, he's really not that heavy at all! What are those muggles doing to him?! I'll have to confront him about why he's so under-weight.. It's bad for him to be like this. Ugh, trust Dumbledore to not give me the password for the bloody tower... Crazy old coot...
"Harry... Haaarry.." Nope, still not waking up. Stupid fucking Gryffindor Tower... I suppose I couldn't bring him to Slytherin.. Ah well.. Might as well knock.. Knocking three times, I quickly pick Harry up again so that I don't have to drag him any longer.
"Well, young man, You don't have to knock so hard on me. You're not even a Gryffindor! You're that horrid Malf--"
"Don't you dare say that fucking disgusting name ever again!" I snarl at the fat lady in the portrait... Who does she think she is?! Doesn't she gossip all the time?! She should know about what happened in the hallway!
"Oh! Ooohhh. Oh dear, I'm sorry, I completely forgot!" Stupid bitch. I hope she gets stuck in between frames when she tries moving to another picture. After thinking that, the portrait swings open from the inside and a groggy looking Weaslette looks out. Wow, her eyes can open wide... Uh oh, she's going to yell.. Don't yell, I can't take it just now...
"ROOOOONNNN!!!" .................
Man, my head hurts. Did she have to fucking well yell so damn loud? The other Weasel comes up behind Weaslette and his eyes go wide. Now he's going to yell, I bet you anything that he's going to ye--
"MYONNNEE!!!"
Told you so. Well, here's the Muddy, and her eyes go wide... God, it's like they're all the same person... Or, maybe it's just cause I'm at their portrait hole. Well, looks like the rest of Gryffindor have turned out for our little party! Whoop Dee Doo!! Joy!! Rolling my eyes, I sigh and shake my head slightly.
"Listen, no more yelling, my head hurts like hell, and the thing that's more important to you, is that you're going to wake up Harry." Everyone fell silent now... Maybe they're looking at my black eye. Stupid asses. "Oookaaaay... Dumbledore said that I could stay here for the night. I could stay on the sofa, or something...." Trailing off, I'm tempted to wave a hand in their faces to see if they blink. Sighing more dramatically, I start to speak again, maybe get a few sentences through their thick skulls. However, it's Weasel's turn to speak I guess.
"Guys, back up for him, he's got to carry Harry in, then we'll talk about this inside." Wow, who knew he could be sensible? Looking down at Harry, I startle that his eyes are open.
"You were awake this whole damn time and you can't drag yourself here?!" He just laughed and asked to be put down. "Sure you can go down, whatever, I don't care, I only had to drag you all the way!" I say in a falsely cheerful voice, helping Harry stand on the ground. Chuckling, he just puts his arm around my waist and walks me in, with me glaring at him the whole way. Needless to say, he just laughed at my glare. Loosing the glare, and looking around a bit, my eyes were assaulted by the clashing colours of red and gold. "Who the hell decorated this place?" I mumble under my breath. Jeez, it's horrible!
I look over at Harry questionably when he suddenly bursts out laughing. Raising an eyebrow I pat him on the back a couple of times lightly, looking slightly confused now. Fortunately, it's not only me that's looking confused, it's the whole damn common room! "Uh, Harry? What's up?" I hear Weasel ask (I have got to get out of this habit of calling those two by those names... If I'm ever to survive in Gryffindor, I'll have to call them by their given names... Self preservation, that's all it is. - Denial! - SHUT UP! YOU STUPID ASS LAZY FUCKER OF A BRAIN!!! SHUUUTT.. UUUPPP!!!). Harry just shakes his head, his marvellous eyes sparkling away.
"Nothing, Ron, just something Draco said." Hermione glared at me for some reason at that. Why doesn't she go off and shag Ron, or something, instead of glaring at me all the time? She's just being territorial... I'd probably feel the same if a Gryffindork was in the Slytherin Dorms... What the fuck was that?! Fucking pathetic, that was. I just need to get away from all of these clashing colours, it's making my brain go funny. It's not only my brain that seems funny, the other thing, is that Harry seems to know what to do, at the right time, whenever time. He's the fucking middle man of arguments, fights, jeering, sneering. He just sits in the middle, and calms everyone down, just always there... I bet that these Gryffindorks wouldn't be able to go through a whole day without him. Funny that, isn't it, the fact that the Gryffindorks can't rely on themselves.
Now we've reached the middle of the common room, and Harry takes a seat in one of the deep red plush sofas, sighing slightly, he looks like he's preparing to speak, and the Gryffindorks look prepared to hang onto his every fucking word. He has power over all of them, yet doesn't use it at all. That, is really quite good, I mean, I don't want him to end up like the Dark Lord, you know? I mean, all the torture and.. stuff... yeah....
"Okay, everyone, I have an announcement to make" Harry starts off, taking a deep breath after that, "Draco and I, are together, and you can hate me as much as you want to, I'll care, sure, but it's up to you. That was the first thing, just wanted to make sure you know that, for you who weren't in the hallway both times. Now, seeing as the Slythershits are going to kill him over there for beating on his Ex-Father, he's going to stay here for a few days, try Gryffindor out, then move onto another house to try that out, then the other." Well, that's a side of him I haven't seen before... He sighed, obviously thinking that the others would definitely not agree to this, and he was right, shouting complaints were heard all over the common room, yet Harry just closed his eyes tightly, seeming to count to ten, then raised his voice to a near shout to let himself be heard above the herd of Gryffindors, "And I expect you to all act like he is a Gryffindor! You are not to deliberately hurt, injure, or insult Draco! If you do so, you shall be answering to me!" His eyes snapped open at that and his voice lowered to his normal volume. "If you hurt Draco, it will be as if you are hurting a fellow Gryffindor, except that he is only trying it out for now. I know you all hate him, and as said, feel free to hate me as much as you want, but think of it this way, we're gaining a classmate, and he might actually seem okay to you people if you're not so prejudiced about him. He's had a rough day, and so have I, so if you don't mind, I'm going to bed."
Everyone in the common room opened their mouths to say something, apart for me, and Harry just stood up and looked at them with a frown, making them shut their traps, for now. Sighing, he started his trek up the stairs to the boys dorm. Now it's my turn to sigh and turn towards the crowd of Gryffindorks. I look over to them and they're all glaring at me. Glaring back at them, I shuffle my feet, waiting, just waiting for them to fucking do something else than bloody well glare at me. Finally, moving as one, they all turn and go to their dorms, leaving me alone in the dimly lit common room. Sighing, I sit down on the small two seater sofa in front of the fire, and watch the flames flicker, thinking about the days events, soon letting the fire almost lull me to sleep, and curling up on the sofa, I let myself drift off into a realm of dreams and nightmares. In other words, sleep.
(8)
Waking up to someone poking me on my head is not something that I really want to fucking well wake up to, especially on the start of my weekend. Swatting away the hands, I hear a girlish giggle and a muffled guys laugh, I wrinkle my nose and curl up into a tighter ball to try and make them go away. More poking me on the head. What is fucking wrong with these people?! Don't they understand that I want to sleep? Unwrinkling my nose, I open one eye to look around and startle open the other eye when I see loads of Gryffindorks around me.
"What the fuck?!" I ask out loud, then look around and realize where I am... "Oh.. Uhm.. Hi?" The whole of the common room burst out laughing for some odd reason that just doesn't seem clear to me. Scratching my head slightly, mussing my hair even more that it is already, I raise an eyebrow at them, and they only laugh a bit louder. "What's so funny, then?" shaking my head, I stand and stretch up and to the sides. Checking that all of my clothes are on and that they didn't take anything away from me quickly, I rub my face, making sure there's no ink on it that they've put on while I'm sleeping. Sighing in relief, I just shake my head and raise an eyebrow to the people who are now rolling around on the floor laughing at something or other. Rolling my eyes, I head towards the male dorms, and go into what I presume to be the bathroom, and enter, glad that I guessed right and that it is the males bathroom.
Walking towards a sink, I splash my face with cold water and dry it, glancing at the giggling mirror, I catch my reflection, my eyes widening...
(8.8)
Down in the Great Hall, a certain Harry Potter walks in, feeling refreshed. Seeing the Gryffindor table completely empty, his eyes widen and he turns to go straight back out of the hall. Then he heard the shriek.
Running out of the hall at top speed, almost careening into people, Harry runs up the stairs, not giving them a chance to give him a wrong turning, and running towards the Gryffindor portrait hall, screeching to a halt and saying the password. Walking in, hardly out of breath, he looks towards the Gryffindors that were looking up the stairs to the boys bathroom, grins on their faces...
(8.8)
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" OhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGodOhGod!! Look at my hair! My eyebrows!! Filthy little scum, those Gryffindorks are!! Oohhh shit... I will never move into this house if this is what they do to me!!
Looking to my reflection in the mirror, I lift a shaking hand to my hair, the other hand raising to my eyebrows... Breathing quick, shallow breaths, I look at the red and gold hair and eyebrows the bastards decided to give me... Apart from that, they.... They... Cut my hair!!! How dare those assholes do this to me?!?!?! The fuck wads even spiked it up!!
Turning around and balling my hands into fists, I storm out of the bathroom, whipping my wand out of my pocket so fast they didn't even see my hand fucking move....
....And turned them all into Lizards. All Silver and green lizards. All Immobile lizards. All except for Harry, that is. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES!!! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?! OF ALL THE STUPID THINGS YOU PEOPLE SEEM TO DO, THIS IS BY FAR THE STUPIDEST! DID YOU NOT THINK THAT I WOULD GET YOU BACK?! Stupid asses..." Breathing heavily, I turn towards Harry, and shake my head slightly. "I'm sorry." I whisper, directed at Harry, then walk out of the common room and lock myself in the boys dorms. There is no way that I'm going out of this place fucking well looking like this. Sitting on one of the beds, I start figuring out which spell they used to do this, they can't have actually cut my hair, or dyed it, I mean, I'm a very light sleeper, for one, and for two, where the fuck would they have red and gold hair dye? This can easily be reversed. Simple. However, the lizard spell, that is very, very hard to get rid of... I should know, I made it.. Smirking, I shake my head and direct my wand to my hair to undo the shortening spell on my hair.
(8.8)
"You know what? You deserved that spell that Draco set on you." Harry said softly to the lizards that were all staring at him, yet he sighed, and started figuring out how to undo that spell. "You should know that this is Draco we are dealing with, he knows as much, even more, spells and hexes than you do. Please, please don't do this in the future unless he knows that you are joking." Harry frowned slightly, this is a tough spell to undo... Thinking hard, he snapped his fingers in realization a minute later, and started changing his fellow classmates back into humans.
(8.8)
Smirking as I get the last part of red out of my hair, I take the spell off of my eyebrows so that they're my normal colour now. Sighing in relief, I stand up from my seat on one of the neater beds, happy now that my hair and eyebrows are back to normal. I had been right, they were only spells they cast on me – Thankfully. Opening the door silently, I sit on the top step and watch Harry tell them that they deserved it. I almost laughed at that. They most certainly deserved it. I see realization come to Harry's face once he had though for a while of how to change them back, and just did it with a wave of a wand and muttering something under his breath.
Looking at all of them from my perch on the top of the stairs, I scowl, keeping out of sight, till one of them sees me, and that my hair is changed back to normal. Letting him alert the others, I glare coldly at them, choosing not to look into Harry's eyes, otherwise I would probably loose the glare if I look into those beautiful, hypnotic eyes. All of them turn their eyes to me, and gasp, surprised that I had managed to get rid of the spells on me that quickly. Sure they were complicated spells, and nobody other than a normal Seventh year would have been able to get rid of them, but I'm no average fifth year, now am I? Nope, not fucking average at all. I bet Muddy wouldn't have been able to get the spells off that quickly.
Standing, I walk down the stairs gracefully, still glaring at them. I shake my head and loose the glare, looking at the ground. I feel strong arms envelope me in a hug, and I look up at Harry's face, resting my head on his chest and hugging him back, gratefully. I whisper a small 'sorry' to him, apologizing for my behaviour. He shook his head slightly.
"You've been through a lot these past couple of days, Draco, it's not your fault you snapped." He said softly, but to the rest of Gryffindor, they heard it loud and clear. I hope they feel guilty, the fucking buggers.
"Thank you, Harry..." I don't care about what the rest of Gryffindor think of me just now, I suppose Harry's right, I've been through a lot in these past couple of days, I don't need them to go and make a joke of me. Closing my eyes, I sigh softly.
I feel Harry's head turn away to look at the crowd behind us, and I can imagine his glare, but thankfully, it's not directed at me. I don't think I would be able to handle it if Harry were to glare at me just now. He's too good to me, I don't deserve this, after five years of tormenting him and his friends, I don't deserve his kindness.
Opening my eyes and looking up at Harry again, I smile my thanks, and let go of him, turning to the Gryffindor crowd in front of us. Sighing slightly, I look around at the guilty faces and shake my head.
"Guys, listen, I'm sorry about that... I just... I'm sorry." Walking out of the common room, I go through the portrait hole and start towards the doors of Hogwarts, looking to go walking around the grounds, maybe go find Severus if he's in his office... I don't fucking know just now.
(8.8)
Meanwhile...
Harry turned and looked over his house mates. "He apologized, are you going to act like civilized people now?" The whole of the common room was feeling uncomfortable. "I am thoroughly disappointed in you. I thought at least one of you would give him a chance, but I guess I was wrong.... However, what's done is done." The Gryffindors lightened up a bit at this, but their faces soon fell when Harry spoke again, "So, since you have made me be disappointed in you all, I am going to be as childish as you all just were, and I am not going to talk to you," an uproar was the product of that, and they hadn't even let him finish, raising his voice to a booming shout, they could hear the anger, disappointment, and hurt in his voice, "I will not talk to you people until you have apologized to Draco!" Well, at least that made them stop, Harry thought as he turned on his heel, and walked out of the common room into the hallway.
(8.8)
Pushing the doors open and walking outside to the cheery looking summer grounds, I smile slightly, for once, happy that it is the start of a new year, normally I would go 'oh fuck, it's a new school year!'. I guess it's a bit late to be thinking that it's good to have a new year, especially since I did do that at the start of the year, and seeing as Lucius tried to beat Harry and I up after I got disowned... So, yeah, it's a bit late to be thinking that it's good to have a new year.
Snorting once softly at my brainless thoughts, I continue across the grounds, sitting down at the Lake, watching the Giant Squid loll around. The smile that had gone on my face had disappeared as quickly as it had come as I realize what I've just gone and done to the Gryffindors.. Oh crap, I'm never going to be able to go near Harry again!
Groaning slightly, I bring my knees up and rest my forehead against them. "Fuck. I am such a stupid ass..." I say out loud to myself, and suddenly get startled out of my thoughts by something tapping me on my knee. Looking up, I smile slightly when I see one of the Squid's tentacles, and watch it as it goes up to pat my head. Laughing slightly, I take the tentacle off of my head and give it a friendly pat back. Nice Squid, that is. Again, my smile goes quickly, and I rest my head on my knees again, thinking about today.
About five minutes later, I hear the large doors of the school building open, and don't bother looking up to see who was coming out in such a hurry. One of the tentacles was resting on my head again, and I just let it, seeing as I was too thrust into my own thoughts, that I wouldn't notice if it had left my head or not. Looking up at it, I smiled slightly, then turning to look at who was behind me, it flopped on my shoulder, and almost dropped off. Smiling a 'Hi' to him, I turned to face the lake and frowned, quickly turning again towards him in confusion.
"Weasel?! What are you doing out here?" I lifted an eyebrow, in my usual Draco manner, but it had no feeling in it whatsoever. Sighing, I motioned for him to sit down next to me. "What do you want Weasley? If you want an apology, I'll give you one, okay? I'm sorry Weasley, and you could say that to Granger too, I'm sorry." Once finishing that, I rest my forehead again on my knees, and the Squid put his tentacle on my head again. By now, my hair is soaked, but I don't care, not really anyway. Patting the Squid's tentacle lightly, I just sit there, hoping for Weasel to leave me be.
"Well, actually, I didn't need another apology from you, seeing as you've already given me one... Ahem.. I'm here... To apologize to you..." Looking towards him sharply, I frowned and shook my head.
"What brought this on, Weasley? You wouldn't just go and apologize to me, now would you? What's going on? Are you and your Gryffindor buddies playing another prank on me?" I was frowning at him, but I wasn't glaring at him... Merlin, I'm just not in the mood.
Surprisingly, he sighed... "No, Ferret, I'm not here to prank you... You see, Harry said that he wouldn't talk to any of us ever again, unless we apologized to you... And frankly, I'd rather not loose my best friend, just because of a prank played on his boyfriend."
Nodding slightly, I look towards the Squid, who was now half on the land and half in the water, like it's listening to us. "Well, I guess that makes us both sorry, then." I smiled slightly to him, then got up and put the Squid's tentacle on the ground after a quick pat, and started walking up to school, drying my hair along the way. Stopping in front of the doors, I go to open it, when it flies open, knocking me to the ground.
"Twice in one fucking day!! Merlin's BEARD!!" I just needed to shout a bit... Jeez, haven't these people ever heard of opening things slowly? Getting up from the ground, I hiss painfully from putting pressure on my left foot. Great. Turn my hair different colours, then why don't you go and twist my fucking ankle!! Ugh, these Gryffindorks will never learn. "For goodness sake, what do you want?!" I watch them all, then shake my head, sitting on the ground and taking my shoe off so that it relieves some of the pain on my ankle.
"Well, Malfoy, we just wanted to say sorry... About the Hair thing, that was just a joke..." That was Granger saying that...
"A joke? A joke?! It's not a joke to me if you put seventh year spells on me, when I have to fucking well go to see Dumbledore and my Ex-Father today in a meeting concerning me!!! On my fucking bloody weekend I have to do this!!" I'd have normally have accepted their apology, but my foot hurts, my ankle hurts, and I'm pissed off now. Watching all of them look guilty and some of them gasp in realization that I wasn't trying to take Harry to the fucking Dark Lord.
"Listen, Malfoy, we don't want to loose Harry, and we are genuinely sorry now..."
"Fine! Fine! I accept your apologies! Now move!"I stood up, and winced... Naturally, Muddy, the stupid Gryffindor that she is, came up to me and cast a few healing spells on my foot. "Thank you..." that was grudgingly said... Putting my shoe back on, I walk past the Gryffindorks, and head on my way to the Headmaster's office. That is one meeting that I don't think I'd like to be late for.
Walking down the corridors, I sigh as I come up to the stone gargoyle. Just as I'm about to say the password – Lemon Snidget – when Harry walks around the corner, and as soon as he sees me, he jogs up to me and gives me a huge hug. Startled, I don't respond until he starts to pull away. Putting my arms around him, I kiss him long and hard. Now it was his turn to be startled. He wrapped his arms around my waist and ran the tip of his tongue across my top lip, begging for entrance.. Oh I so fucking want to let him, but I better get to the meeting... Swearing silently to myself that this would be the only time I would deny him, I broke apart from him and gave him a quick hug.
He nodded once in understanding, then bent his head down to whisper in my ear, "Good luck, my Kitten ((AN1(at bottom of chapter)))..." Startling at that, I look up at him, lips parted slightly in shock, only to hear him laugh softly and feel him kiss me lightly once more before letting go of me and smiling at me encouragingly. I watch him turn away before I go ahead and mutter the password and make my way silently up the stairs to the old coot's office.
Taking a deep breath and knocking a couple of times on the dark wood door, I wait for a signal that it's ok to fucking well go in and get this over with. After a couple of seconds, the door swings open by itself, letting me step in. Looking around, I see Dumbledore behind his desk, smiling at me, "Good afternoon, Sir, I expect you are feeling alright?" Have to use manners with the Professors, otherwise I might just get suspended. Dumbledore nodded once and smiled, saying that he was perfectly alright. Sitting down across the room from Lucius, I start to speak
"May I just start by saying that I would not prefer to talk to Lucius. He has wronged me so many times, I have lost count, and nothing can fix that. Please do not try to make me talk to him, simply because I will refuse to do so." The smile had vanished from Dumbledore's face, and I could just imagine the bewildered anger on my Ex-Father's face, I'm just fucking glad that I'm refusing to even look at him.
Struggling to keep a brave face on, I look straight at Dumbledore, as if to not look at Lucius' blazing eyes. I bet something sick is going through that dirty fuck's mind. Fuck him. I'm fucking bloody well through with him.
"Why you ungrateful, little child! How DARE you falsely accuse me of wrongi--" My head snaps to the right to look across the room at my Ex-father, interrupting him by the betrayal in my eyes and the anger on my face, the hate in my sneer, and the coldness of my glare freezing his face in slight shock.
"Falsely, Lucius? Falsely?! I think you know what you've done wrong to me..." Rising from my seat, hand clenched into trembling fists in my fury, I take quick, deliberate steps towards Lucius. "You know what you've done. I don't think that Mother would have yelled her howler if she knew what you were doing to me." Face to face with him now, my hands on the arms of his chair, gripping them so tightly that my nails dig into the plush fabric.
"Don't you go making things up now, Child, stop acting. You know Albus, he's just probably wanting some attenti--" He stopped as soon as he saw the expression of such intense hate on my face and the raw anger and fury in my body language.
"Draco, please do sit down, we have matters to discuss, and it involves your future." That was Dumbledore.. Fucking hell, he just moved me away from Lucius! Literally, he just put his hand on my shoulder and calmly returned me back to my seat across the room away from Lucius. How that old coot can be as strong as that to grip my shoulder as tight as that to loosen my grip on the chair, I don't know, but right then, his calm way in which he acted about things gained him some respect from me.
"Terribly sorry Professor, it won't happen again." He nodded then returned to behind his desk, lowering himself to sit in his chair. He watched me – me ignoring Lucius completely now – as if I were a hard puzzle that he couldn't quite solve, but had ideas of which pieces were in the area he was stuck on.
"Ahem, now that that slightly tense moment has passed, please, let us get down to business. As we all know that the Malfoy family have discarded Mr. Draco from the family. What we are here to discuss, revolves mainly on that. Now, Mr. Malfoy, have you actually signed the papers to erase Mr. Draco from your family?" Well... That was direct.
"In actual fact, Professor Dumbledore, yes I have signed those papers, as had Narcissa." I felt his eyes burning through my skull at that. Turning my head slightly his way to look at him, I just sneer. Looking back to Dumbledore, I drop the sneer in case he thinks it's aimed at him. "Therefore, the boy is now released to another's guardianship. As of to whom he goes to, I do not care for, you may choose for him."
Dumbledore nodded then smiled slightly, "Yes, I think I shall decide for him. Thank you for coming here Mr. Malfoy, it is much appreciated, though would you please stay here for a while, in my office, we can talk over a cup of tea. Mr. Draco, you shall come back here at five o'clock, is that clear?" He smiled at me for some odd reason.
"Crystal clear, sir. Five o'clock." I nodded, just wanting to get out of there in case Lucius decided to murder me.
"Very well, you may go." saying a quick 'thank you' and standing up, close to jogging out of the room. Opening the door, I see most of Hogwarts (yet again... won't these people just mind their own fucking business?) in a crowd in front of the door, trying to listen. Some at the front jumped back when the door was opened by me. Shaking my head, I close the door quietly, and make my way through the crowd silently, not saying a word of how they are all nosy little buggers. I can feel them all staring at me, but right now, I don't care. It's official that I'm disowned. Discarded. Abandoned. Castaway.
They must have seen what I did in there, because as I look back at the door, it is like a screen that enables you to see and hear what ever is going on in that room. As I continue to walk through the crowd, I see that some of them are watching the walls of the corridor, and that the 'screen' has been placed there and tuned into Dumbledore's room.
Sighing, I turn to look at one of the walls, the people around me edging away slightly. Funny thing about these screens, were that they were in the way that Dumbledore is looking at things. He must know that these people are doing this...
"Mr. Malfoy, do you have the papers with you?" Dumbledore asks, and I watch as Lucius hands the paper over, and I quickly read it, closing my eyes tightly once I see the tell-tale signatures of my Ex-Father and Ex-Mother. This was all that I needed to see. Opening my eyes again, I see everyone staring at me. My hands curled up into fists, and taking a deep breath, I glare at the screen, my chin quivering so very slightly. Curling my lip and letting out a slight snarl, I turn quickly and storm away, my slight rage at my father, and even more rage at myself for not keeping my anger and hurt in check when I had the meeting with Lucius and Dumbledore... I should have known that these fucking people would have done something to try and find out what was happening.
Turning the corner, I clench and unclench my fists, berating myself... The whole fucking school must have guessed what happened to me by now... Making my way to Gryffindor Tower, I knock on the portrait, and that Finnegan boy lets me in, looking sorry, for one reason or another. Thanking him quietly, I walk in and find the Gryffindors watching my meeting from the start, but pausing it when they see me come through the portrait hole. No jeers, no glares, just pity on their faces.
Ignoring them, I walk up the stairs to the boy's dorm, and about to open the door, I hear people talking inside. Leaning up against the door when I hear the Gryffindors going back to watching the screen, listening in to what they're saying.
"Merlin, Draco must be really bummed by now... I can't imagine loosing my family..." Was that Weasel? No idea if it is or not...
"I don't care if he's bummed or not.. He's tormented us five whole years, guys, people don't just change just like that!" Fucking Muddy, prejudiced as always.
"'Myone, please!!! You saw him on the screen, you heard what he said, and there's got to be more to the Draco that you're so damned set on thinking him of!! Nothing that you say is going to make me change my mind about him. I know he's not the bastard that you think he is... I just know." ....That was unexpected...
Knocking on the door, I stand up straight and hear somebody get off a bed and come over to the door to open it. Watching it swing open, I smile at the person in the doorway,
"Can I come in, Weas-- Ron?" His jaw dropped at that, and he nodded, stepping aside to let me in. Stepping in, I look around for a couple of seconds, then look at the three questionably, "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?"
"No, sit down Draco.." Harry smiled at me and sat up on his bed, patting the sheet next to him. Sitting down on the edge of the bed uncertainly, I look around, not really taking in what I'm looking at, when I feel Harry's arms wrap around me and pull me fully onto the bed. Jumping slightly at his touch, I startle out of my trance then relax slightly, turning in his arms to face him, I wrap my arms around his midsection, close my eyes and rest my head on his chest. I just kept my eyes closed as he shuffled up to lean his back against his headboard, bringing me along with him.
"I'm glad I don't have to live with that bastard any more..." I heard Hermione and Ron gasp at me calling my father a bastard... Opening my eyes, I look up at Harry and smile slightly at his shocked face. "Well, I would have thought that you guessed what I had been talking about... Obviously not..." Letting out a sigh, I sit up and move off the bed, walking out of the room, no smile on my face at all.
Closing the door after me, I turn to go to the boys bathrooms. Walking in, and going to one of the sinks, I turn the cold tap on, using my hands to collect the freezing cold water and splash my face with it. Taking a hand towel, I dry my face and start back out.
The Gryffindor Common Room was deserted when I went down again, allowing me to lounge on the sofa alone and think about who the fuck Dumbledore would give me over to, as well as what the fuck would happen to me for the rest of my weekend.
Other than that, I dozed off.
(8)
Will these fucking people not leave me alone? They were shaking me awake this time. Cracking an eye open, I smile hesitantly when I see that the rest of Gryffindor are not there, and that it's just Harry. Uncurling from my normal sleeping position (on my side, curled up in a ball), and stretching on the sofa, I get up and just randomly hug Harry, you know, just to see what he would do – Yeah right... SHUT THE FUCK UP BRAIN!! Someone please tell my 'Brain' to shut up, it doesn't seem to fucking well listen to me!– Surprisingly, He just laughed and wrapped his arms around me. Letting him go, I yawn, stretching upwards, "So, why exactly have I been woken up this time??" I ask still with a small smile that is threatening to bugger off. However, it does bugger off at what Harry has to say...
"What, you've forgotten about your Five O'clock meeting?" Oh shit.
"Oh crap!! Merlin, I'm late!" I say after looking at the clock on the wall. Giving Harry a quick kiss, I bolt out of Gryffindor Tower and run along corridors till I get to Dumbledore's stone gargoyle, skidding to a halt before breathlessly muttering the password.
Running up the stairs, I knock on the door quickly before opening it and walking inside. "Good Afternoon, Professor." All he did was smile and have his eyes twinkling away. He motioned to the seat in front of his desk, and I gladly dropped into it, smiling at Dumbledore, but fucking worried inside.
"There is no need to be worried, Draco, I assure you that the person you are going to will be most fair." I let out a sigh of relief at that,
"Well... Who is it?" I ask, fidgeting in my seat in impatience.
"Me." Wait a minute... Did he just say that my guardian was to be himself? "I know that that may come as a shock, and you had expected Severus, perhaps? Severus would give up his job for you, and his rank as a spy, but it's just too risky for him... He kept insisting on having you, but I had to refuse... We are too close to the capturing of a tyrant, and he is our most informational spy. You do understand that he can not take you in, not of his choice, but of mine, correct?" I nodded slightly, my brain going through that and making me see the sense.. Then it searched back to the part about Dumbledore being my guardian...
How's that for unexpected surprise of the year, huh? "Now, all I need is your approval on the matter." I nodded dumbly, and squeaked out a 'yes', watching as he clapped his hands once, and grinned. "Brilliant! Since you may become lonely during the Christmas Holidays, and I have to go somewhere to settle somethings, the Grangers have agreed to have you until all of the paperwork and everything has been done at the Ministry, and frankly, I don't think that will go too fast, knowing them." I nodded again, completely out of it for a while...
"Wait a minute, Grangers? As in, Hermione Granger and her family?" He nodded a simple 'yes', "Did Hermione agree to this?" he nodded again. "Ok, Professor.. May I leave now?"
"Of course, yes, you may go." I nodded and all but ran out of the door.
(8)
Knocking on the Gryffindor Portrait, someone lets me inside and places a blindfold over my eyes. He – I'm pretty sure it's a 'he' – comes around to the back of me and places his hands on my waist, trying to make me move. Dammit, I am not going anywhere until I find out who he is!
Turning around, I raise my hands to his face and and feel out who it might be. As I'm making a mental map in my mind, my hand goes over a scar of some kind, and tracing down it, I smile as I recognize it to be a lighting bolt.
"Woah!" I shout out suddenly when he picks me up and places a gentle, lingering kiss on my lips. He walks slowly out of the small hall away from the portrait to bring me into another room, I guess it's the common room. My heart beat is going fucking fast, not knowing what is going on, waiting for him to take this fucking blindfold off of me. I feel his chest move as he chuckles quietly into my ear.
Setting me down carefully on my feet, I feel the blindfold being taken off and I open my eyes and gasp. There were all of the Gryffindors, holding up banners and making their wands shoot red and gold lights, some of them trying to keep ornaments floating in the air. My eyes shot to the biggest banner, and my mouth dropped open.
The banner looked like it was made by hand, and not by wand, saying 'Come On Ferret, Be A Gryffindor!' Although it was made by hand, the pictures on it were not. The pictures looked like they were drawn, but animated by magic. There were two pictures on the banner, both of me, doing a little jig of some sort.
Laughing, I grinned and looked back and up at Harry, who was not letting go of my waist at the moment. Leaning my back on him, I continued grinning at the Gryffindors.
"Hmm.. I don't know, Should I be a Gryffindork, then?" I directed this at Harry, and watching him laugh, I smirked.
"Absolutely." Looking back at the others, I smirked my special Slytherin Smirk..
"Sooo, if I do go into Gryffindor, you all will have to endure me doing this..." And demonstrating, I turned to face Harry, moving him so that the others could see this. Leaning forwards, I lock my lips with Harry's, probing his mouth with my tongue and placing one hand on his waist, one tangling in his hair. Not closing my eyes, I lean further into the kiss, Harry making it a more heated kiss. We only part when Ron shouts out something like 'Oi! Go to another house!!' I laugh at Ron's grinning face, wrapping my arms around Harry's waist and laugh louder when I see his dishevelled appearance and the expression of awe on his face.
"You have definitely got to come into Gryffindor." Everyone burst out laughing at Harry's statement.
(8)
After a small round of games and such, everyone left Harry and I to be alone in front of the fire. I had him laying on the couch, his head resting on my lap, looking up at me with his beautiful green eyes and his charming smile.
"So, Draco, what did Dumbledore say?" I had almost forgotten about that... Funny how one can forget about fucking weird or fucking awful things when they're having fun..
"Uhm.. He just told me who he chose as my Guardian, and asked for my approval." I avoided Harry's eyes for a while, then looked down into them. Seeing the questioning look in them, I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Ok, ok. He told me that Dumbledore himself is going to be my guardian because if Severus took me under his wing he'd have to give up being a spy because it's too risky... And I accepted." Harry sat up at that, shock on his face. "However, you know that ministry, and how slow they are, so until all the paper work is done – which is going to be through the Christmas Holidays – I am to be staying with the Grangers because he's concerned that I might get lonely here, because he's got to go somewhere to fix somethings... Mind you, I still need to talk to Hermione about that..." I finished that by letting out a big breath, and breathing normally now. That was quite a mouthful to say...
"Dumbledore's your guardian... And you're staying with the Grangers till the Christmas holidays are over...." I nodded, "And did Hermione agree to this?" I nodded again, wondering if I should have told him this at all, because he was looking slightly angry right now (what an understatement...). I edged away from him a bit, only to back into the sofa's arm. "Hang on for a second, ok Draco?" I nodded again, looking slightly confused.
He walked over to the stairs were by the girls dorms, and opened his mouth... "HERMIONE!" wow, he can yell pretty loud... "CAN YOU PLEASE COME DOWN HERE?" I saw Hermione opening the door to the girls dorms and walking out, closing the door behind her.
"Jeez, you don't need to yell so loud, Harry." She came down the stairs with Harry following, "So, what's the problem?" she asked, looking directly at me, her expression changing to confusion when she saw that I was backed up against the sofa arm, looking just as confused as she was. "Harry?" she asked, turning around to look at him.
"Hermione.. I need to talk to you in private...." He looked at me, and I nodded, getting up and walking up to the boys dorms, knocking on the door. Finnegan let me in and I smiled at him thankfully, closing the door behind me.
"What's going on?" that was Ron... I shuffled my feet, suddenly nervous...
"Well, Harry needed to talk to Hermione in private... He was looking kind of mad though..." Ron gestured to go on, "I don't know exactly what he's so angry about, but he looked mad when I told him that all of the Grangers agreed to take me in for a while till Dumbledore's finished with the paper work." Ron shook his head slightly, and sighed.
"Last time Harry and Hermione had a 'talk' like this one, things got slightly out of hand... I suppose we'll have to wait a little bit till they get shouting... I'll get down there when they do so, so that they can get the worst out before anyone finds what they're so pissed about.." I nodded, turning around to face the others.
"So... What do we do while waiting? Play a game of Exploding Snap?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"No point, mate, it only takes a little while to get to the shouting." I nodded slightly, not really knowing if he would be right, seeing as I've not exactly chanced upon the 'trio' in a fight, now have I? Only thing to do is wait... I suppose.
(8.8)
"'Mione, I've already told you once, and I'll say it again... He's changed." Harry said, trembling in slight anger, fighting with himself to keep his voice at a regular volume.
"Harry, what on earth are you talking about?" She shook her head slightly while talking, confused.
"Why is it that you agreed to let Draco to stay at your house? Huh? You want to find out if he's trying to bring me to fucking Voldemort? Is that it?" Hermione was shocked at this.... Did he actually think she's trying to ruin his relationship? Hermione looked at him with hurt in her eyes and on her face.
"Listen, I agreed because, number one: I am trying to make an effort of being friends with him, for your sake, so don't you dare accuse me of trying to ruin your relationship with him! Number two: Who do you think I am?! Harry, we are friends! I would never, ever betray you! I don't want to see you get hurt, and that's the reason I'm trying to befriend him!!! Harry, have you lost your bloody mind?! How could you even think that I would try and hurt you?!" Tears were streaming down her face now, and Harry took a step forward, all remorse gone from his face, "It's all his fault that we're having this quarrel!! And for all of the up settings in the bloody castle!! I'm trying to look out for you, and what do you do? You go and make everyone say sorry to him!! You know, he's probably staging the whole thing! See if I care when you come crawling back to me, regretting your choices about getting off with him instead of being a fucking friend!"
Disbelief crossed over Harry's face before going onto anger. He quickly responded to Hermione's outburst.
"You make it sound like I'm stabbing you in the fucking back! Well listen to this, why don't you! I have been a good friend to you all this time, regardless of whether I am happy or not, after all of the hate, confusion, betrayal, and hurt I have been through, Draco has been the only source of air I chanced upon under the cold, uncaring water. He has been the light I have been searching for at the end of my black, constant tunnel of havoc that is my life, and I will not, I repeat, not, let you take that little bit of enthralling bliss away from me!"
"Fine! Your stupid boyfriend can stay here for the bloody Christmas holidays!! I want nothing to do with him, and I'll go owl my parents now to say that he's not staying with us!"
"That's fine, because I'll be here anyway, and Draco can stay here with me!"
By now, Harry's and Hermione's voices had carried up to both the boys, and girls dorms. Nobody came down the stairs, in fear that they would be mauled by the arguing two.
(8.8)
"Uhm.. Ron, I think I should go down, alone, for this one..." I said uncertainly, watching him nod silently, a slight worried look on his face... "It's never been as bad as this.. Has it?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He shook his head, confirming my thoughts... I'm the cause of this.... Apparently this is the worst they've ever had.
Nodding once to give myself courage – Merlin knows that it didn't work – I open the door and walk down, not knowing what would happen.
Walking down the stairs, making sure that they could hear me, I see their faces turn quickly to look at me.. Clearing my throat, I begin to speak. "You two should really stop fighting over something as stupid as this... Ahem.. Uhm.. Seeing as I am the cause of this, argument, I take it upon myself to inform you that I will not be staying in Gryffindor any longer. If this is what I cause," I said, gesturing to them, "then I see no point in making things worse. I shall pack my things and move on to see Ravenclaw. I'll talk to you later, Harry... I'm pretty sure that you know what's going to be brought up..." I shuddered at the last part, knowing that I would regret this sooner or later.
Starting to walk back up the stairs, I turn around to look at Harry's disbelieving face and shake my head slightly to myself... "And Harry... Don't blame Hermione for this... It's my choice... though, not a favorable choice in my opinion.."I continued walking up the stairs, through the boys dorm to pick up the trunk of my stuff that I had left there.
Shrinking the trunk and putting it in my pocket, I nod solemnly to the others in the room and sigh, walking out of the dorms, out of the common room, and out of Gryffindor Tower.
Next thing I know, is that tears are falling down my face, and I stop to sit in the hallway, resting my back against the wall. I sat there for a few minutes, before getting up and brushing away my tears. What's with me these days and the emotions?! Man, I'm a wreck.. I swear, I'm already turning Gryffindork.. I'll have to watch myself I suppose...
Looking around the deserted hallways, I suddenly realize... I have no fucking clue as to where the Ravenclaw area is.... Fuck it... I don't think I could go back inside after that... Sighing, I make my way to Dumbledore's office – quite a walk for on a weekend – and am forced to stop, seeing as someone suddenly shot out of the Gryffindor portrait hole, grabbing me on the way, making us both fall down. Thankfully, it was I who landed on him.
Too shocked to actually get up on my feet, I just sat up, not quite registering that I am quite in the predicament in which I am straddling Harry Potter. Whipping away the rest of my tears quickly, I realize now, that I had not been quick enough to wipe them off my cheeks, seeing as He raised his hand to wipe them away for me. I leaned into his touch as his hand rested on my cheek, closing my eyes and relishing this moment for a small moment, my mouth opening, making me want to tell him that I don't want to fucking well go... But I can't do that if all I cause is shit in Gryffindor..
Harry, I don't want to leave you, I really, really don't.... Please say that I don't have to leave you, please; thoughts like these ran through my mind.... I opened my eyes and closed my mouth in fear of saying anything like that.... Trying to scramble off of him, I watch as he sits up from the floor, grabbing my arms so I couldn't move, but I tried, nobody can say that I didn't try. His hands are still gripped on my arms, but this time, I struggled to get out of them... Tears rolling down my face, I tried pushing him away, but I couldn't. I'm too weak at the moment, and he's damned strong, forcing me to stay with him... Terror ran through my brain at flashes of a similar moment in my life, when I was still a Malfoy..
No!! I won't let the past take over me!! I can't!!
The terror that I felt worsened... Yanking my arms out of Harry's hands, Terror showed in my eyes, and on my face, I'm sure of it... But I could feel the terror creeping all over my body, through my mind... All I saw was flashes of that time, and Lucius' sneering face when he......
Scurrying off of Harry, I scrambled into a corner, weeping pitifully, wrapping my arms around my knees and curling up in the corner, looking over at Harry, that horrible feeling still running through my veins, my nerves frazzled... As I looked over at Harry, the whole thing suddenly... Vanished. Calming blackness took over me, soothing me, taking away all thoughts... No Lucius.. No Horror... No Terror....
Nothing.
(8)
"Will he be alright, Sir?" I know that voice...
"Yes, I dare say that Draco will be fine... Just a case in which he went into shock, I suppose..." I know that voice too... Opening my eyes, I quickly shut them again to shield them from the dreaded bright lights of the Hospital Wing... Honestly, I much preferred the blackness of when I was unconscious. What had happened to make me pass out like that?
Opening my eyes again, I cry out in surprise when I see two big green eyes looking down closely into my eyes. Cracking a smile, I immediately recognize them, and do a quick flick of my eyes over the face, just to make sure. Grinning, I quickly – suddenly for him – kiss him. Just a small peck on his lips, you know the sort. Watching him stand up straight, a confused look on his face, mixed with thoughtfulness, my smile disappeared,wondering what made him look so confused.
"Why am I here?" I ask, fiddling with the edge of my thin blanket... I've always wondered how the Hospital Wing has always manage to keep their sheets so clean.. I mean... They must have people throwing up on them the whole time.. weird huh? Oh, off topic... Man, my mind's in a jumble...
"You mean, you don't remember what happened?" I shook my head at Harry. If I remembered, I wouldn't have asked why I am here, now would I? I raise my eyebrow, my eyes going back and forth between Dumbledore and Harry.
"What's going on?" Now I'm completely curious... What the fuck happened to make me end up in the hospital wing?? "Harry, tell me why I am here! What the fuck is going on that I don't know about?! Am I sick, did I have a breakdown of some kind?? What the hell is going on?!" Now, most people at this point, would say that they were fighting with themselves to keep their voices down... However, I was having an all out battle with myself!! If I don't get some answers, then I'm going to have to tell my Father to come by and make th-- "Holy Crap...."
Harry's eyes widened as he saw flickers of emotion go across my face and my eyes... He could see that now I remembered...
Looking up at Harry, tears in my eyes, I opened my mouth to say something, but it only came out in a whisper, "Harry..." At this point, I'm so damned thankful that he came to my side and just embraces me in his gentle arms.
"It's ok, Draco, it's okay.." As I sat there, shocked and more than slightly scared, I turned in Harry's arms and just wrapped my arms around him. Squeezing my eyes shut tight, I heard Harry whisper soothing things in my ear, even if at this moment, I can't decipher them, even if they are in English. Then I realized.... Those words aren't English at all... They're Latin!!! Opening my eyes, I pull back from Harry, then feeling a jolt of sparks of some kind shoot down to the base of my spine, running down my legs, making me curl my toes, and running up my arms, making me grip Harry's robes.
Even if I tried to blink, I wouldn't be able to.
"Harry, You do not need to do this.... He will tell us in his own time!" That was Dumbledore..
"He wouldn't tell us for his life. I have my suspicions about this...." Harry muttered to the old man, as if he were more experienced in this area of magic, or whatever it is that he's suspicious about... Those flaming green eyes are staring down into my soul..
Flashes of my past flickered before my eyes, including all of the horrific details... I realize what Harry's doing to me know... Struggling with my eyelids, i finally manage to quickly shut my eyes, I can feel his magic drain away from me... So that is the key to how the did that, through my eyes!
Opening my eyes again, glaring at Harry, I shoved him away from me and scrambled out of the other side of the hospital bed.
"How dare you, Harry?! How Dare You?!" I said to him in a low whisper of a voice. He started stuttering out an excuse, but my glare silenced him. "What is in my mind has nothing to do with you. It is none of your business!! I wouldn't go rooting throughout your past, or thoughts, or horrific encounters, so don't fucking well go through MINE!!!" I shouted the last word, making him flinch.
Storming past him, I start walking towards the doors of the hospital wing. I heard him running up behind me, soon stopping in front of me.
"I did it for your own good Dra--"
I could do little else but shout at him a bit and feel hurt, "DON'T you even STARTwith THATHARRY POTTER!!! Have you never thought, that maybe I didn't WANT anyone to know?! That it would ruin my LIFE if anyone knew?!" I took a breath to fill my lungs and to calm me down slightly before I continued in my normal volume of voice, "I bared with it because otherwise, I would never be able to go to Hogwarts, because I believed that nobody would either want to take me in, or actually agree to pay the expenses of me going to Hogwarts. Through all of that excruciating, horrific time for me, I was taught that foster homes were places where they did all sorts of unwanted stuff to you, worse than what my Father did to me, that's another fucking reason that I didn't tell anyone." Harry opened his mouth to apologize... "saying 'sorry' won't fix what my father has done, and it certainly won't fix that you have gone against my trust, Harry, you've betrayed me..."
Pushing past him, glancing at his bewildered, hurt, and guilty face, I felt a twinge of something in my heart, raising a lump in my throat as I walked out of the Hospital Wing, not looking back at Him, the person who had made my past few days with him unforgettable, unbelievable, and amazing... What I would give to have that all back right now... If you hope, and wish, then you will get nothing.. do something about it, but me, I can't do anything about it... Harry has now wronged me.. All I have left is Severus, maybe he'll be the next to betray me and my trust...
"Draco!! Wait!! Please..." He ran after me, and I stopped in the middle of the silent hallway, closing my eyes with my head bowed down, both done to avoid looking to his eyes, and if I did that, I wouldn't be able to go through with this... But Harry wronged me now, I can't break.. "Draco, it doesn't have to be like this... I did it because otherwise, it would haunt you for a long, long time... I don't want to see you hurt, and I don't want you to be suffering with this... I am truly, absolutely truly sorry for going against your trust, but you have to see, that I did it for you." Opening my eyes, a tear rolled down my face, halting for a brief moment on my chin, then dripping off.
Shaking my head, I sigh, then open my mouth to speak, "What you did was wrong, Harry!" my eyes flickered up to meet his sorrowful ones. Just a glance into his eyes, and I could tell that he was sincerely sorry.... That does not fix anything though... "Perhaps it would be best, if.. If... Uch, I don't know.... I have to think about this.... When you grabbed me outside the portrait hole, did you do what you did to me in the hospital wing, to try and see my past, as well?"
"No, Draco, I didn't do that to you outside the portrait hole... I'm sorry, Draco..." Shaking my head slightly and sighing, I raise my head to see him face to face. He stared into my eyes... Oh those eyes... Another tear rolls down my face, and I swallow the lump in my throat. Gazing into his eyes for a short while, I finally sigh, shake my head again, and move past him, hanging my head low, tears flowing freely now. Letting out a very small sob, I turn the corner and start running towards the Headmaster's office.
(8.8)
Harry glanced towards one of the shadows in the hallway, the shadow of the suit of armour, his eyes attracted by a flicker of movement. Narrowing his eyes in a squint, he made a step backwards, his eyes widening when his most loathed Professor stepped out with fluid movements and cat like grace, a scowl on his face as he walked up to Harry. Snape glared down on Harry, menace written all over his face.
"Emotions are not toys that you can throw around, Potter, and I will not tolerate you hurting my godson any further than he has been hurt. Do you even know how bloody rare it is that Draco has shown any feeling of friendship to any other than me? And his intimate feelings for you seem to mean nothing to you! Because of his damned father, he has always been withdrawn, always behind a mask... Fuck, it took years to get him to talk to me. As his godfather, I will not have you hurting him. Do not toy with him, Potter, is that clear?"
Shock flitted across Snape's face when Harry grabbed him by the robes and pressed him against the wall, "Do not accuse me of toying with his feelings, Snape. You have not a speck of an idea about how much I care for him!" Harry let go of Snape, shaking his head, starting to walk away, leaving Snape there, bewildered beyond belief. Harry turned again, shaking his head, "You know, I wouldn't expect you to understand. I did what I had to do, so that I could help him. I didn't like what I was doing, but I had to, and you have to get that, because I have no intention of hurting your godson... He means too much to me... I would never hurt him." Harry started walking fast around the corner, when Snape shouted back at him,
"Potter... I understand.."Harry rounded the corner and ran all the way back to Gryffindor Tower, holding back his feelings until later when he could be in his dorm alone.
(8.8)
As I slow to a jog, I notice my dark surroundings, and looking out of the window, I see that it's already night... What a way to spend your day, huh?
I finally decided to come to a walk shortly before the Headmaster's office. Sitting beside the gargoyle in front of the stair entryway, I find myself contemplating an odd thought to have right at the moment... When did I find out I was gay?
Well, don't you go fucking laughing at me just because that's some sort of stupid question that nobody would normally think. I think that you are forgetting that I am quite the victim here... Wouldn't you have wanted something other that Him to occupy your mind, just when you've had an emotional outburst to go along with your family and friends disowning you? Yeah, go ahead and think of that, you stupid ass.
Ahem.. back to the topic at hand...
I suppose I've always known that I just didn't like girls... At least, not in that way.. I mean, I know that I've been with a few girls, and that little tongue action I gave them.. And everyone assuming that I was straight just because I had been with those girls... I guess that never really was my piece of cake... How is it that you become gay anyway? I think that I read somewhere that it's when you're born with more hormones than you're supposed to, or something like that... Might be one to look up... I could drag Harry to the library, and we could look it up or som--
Oh crap.. Ok, that was a really, really bad subject to stumble onto. Oh fuck, how am I going to deal with this, on top of everything that's happened? Merlin, I am an emotional wreck!! I've never shown so much feeling in my life!! And to think that it only took a few days to make all of these feelings burst out of me in easy tears... It's so easy to break down in tears if I'm feeling so fucking bad, now... now it's just so many ridiculous tears, and I just can't help it...
Sure, I've cried before.. Everyone has. I just cried a little after the assaults in the nights by Lucius, that's all.. I suppose that was to be expected, considering the circumstance. But by then, I'd feel like I was a baby, and he'd just continue doing it anyway, so I'd stop those silent few tears and move on with my life... But I hadn't exactly moved on... Stuff like that haunts you for life, you know? Now, though... Now, all of the pent up emotions; all of the brushed away tears; all of the self hatred for not standing up for myself, and all of the fear has come back in forms of tears and frightening flash-backs..
I guess I'll have to work through this sometime or another, so why not now?
Feeling something touch my shoulder gently, I jump to my feet in nervous fear and back away quickly in case it's someone that I don't want to talk to right now. My eyes and brain finally make sense of the person standing in front of me... I immediately grab him and start jabbering on about how I'm so glad to see him, and that we have so much to catch up on, that Harry and I had a fall out, and that he has to help me with this, because I'm going through too much at the moment... And then a couple of tears ran down my face, but hey, at least they're getting dried up on Severus' robes...
Severus Snape looked down at me with pure shock on his face, patting me awkwardly on the back, not used to this show of emotion. I resist when he tries to make me let go of him, and he sighs when I won't... I need someone to help me, to understand me, and I'm not letting go of him till I've got myself sorted out, and I know that he knows just what I'm thinking... Then again, it would probably be better to ask someone else, Severus hasn't got much experience in the comfort area... I'll go with him for a bit, I guess, and then I'll go and try to work this out on my own... Yeah, I'll do that... That's a good idea, right?
"Okay, Draco... To my rooms. Can't have you ruining my reputation of a horrible bastard just because you've had a tiff with your boyfriend. I know, I know.. I've already had words with him, and I think that you're wanting some words of advice, right?" I nod into his robes, still not letting go, I hear him sigh, before he raises his voice.. this man is so predictable sometimes. "Draco, get off of me! As your Godfather, I demand that you let me go!"
Letting go of Severus, I look up at him and see his face rather red with embarrassment ... So much for the 'horrible bastard', huh? I nod and start towards his rooms, leaving him to catch up with me, and soon enough, he's beside me, his hand on my shoulder as a slight show of fatherly affection.
(8)
We didn't say much on the way to his Quarters, mainly because I didn't want to walk straight into a Slytherin that was taking a nightly walk... Those people can be brutal! Then again, I suppose I'm going to be ok, 'cause Severus is with me.
Swiftly, Severus opens his door and usher's me inside, quickly closing the door behind him. I think we're both glad that we didn't run into any night walking Slytherins. That would have sabotaged Severus' part in the Order, with him being seen with me, especially after my Father has disowned me! Voldemort would have wanted an explanation!
Choosing one of the comfy dark blue armchairs, I sit cross-legged on it, leaning back into the squishy fabric, making myself at home while Sev settled into one of the couches across from me. Unlike me, Sev didn't seem ready to lye down on the couch, even if it is his couch. When have I ever known him to actually lye down on a couch anyway?
"Draco, I know that you've had an argument with the Potter boy, I saw the whole thing... I've even had words to him about it, but what I don't know, is what the argument was about... I'm guessing that it was about something that happened in the Hospital wing?" I nodded silently, looking down at my lap and fiddling with my robe sleeves – they never bothered to dress me in one of those hospital gown things... Good thing too, those things always leave my ass freezing. – while he carried on, "Care to tell me what happened?" This time, I shook my head quickly. Severus sighed, looking over to me. Raising my eyes to look him in the face, I gave him a wavering smile.
"No offence, Sev, but... You're not exactly the kind of person who would actually do the whole comfort thing... I mean, I appreciate you trying to help and all.... We could talk about it in the morning.. Ok? Meanwhile, I have to find Dumbledore to get into Ravenclaw dorms..." I smiled a bit more boldly, got up unwillingly from the comfortable armchair, hug him lightly, and then walk out of his rooms to go find that barmy old codger.... Perhaps the man could help me out in this unfortunate predicament that is my life right now... you never know.
(8)
Quickly making my way back to the Headmaster's office, I shake my head slightly, trying not to think of my circumstances... I mean, I could be going in Hufflepuff for all I know! I'll have to ask that man if that fucking rag of a hat could choose for me in which house I should go in... But I'm not sure if Dumbledore will even let me, it could be against school regulations, or something shitty like that...
My mind is in a jungle of confused thoughts... The last thing I need is to be resorted into another house... It would probably be better if I just stayed in Gryffindor anyway, but hey, I can't go back to Gryffindor. Granger and Weasley will castrate me for upsetting their friend...
I turn the corner right next to Dumbledore's entrance gargoyle.
Funny thing, that, because it was him that upset me in the first place! It's oh so very funn--
Oof!!
I fell backwards onto the hard stone of the floor, and looking in front of me, was the equally sore Granger (she had fallen down too). I sighed, getting up and offering a hand to her – I shouldn't even be helping her now anyway! She's part of what sparked off this whole fucking thing!– and watched her grab my hand, not looking up to see who was actually helping her up. I hauled the frizzy haired girl up, quickly letting go of her hand when she had regained her balance.
"Thanks... I'm so sorry for --" She stopped when she looked at me for the first time, realizing who she was talking to, "... knocking you over.." she finished, somewhat lamely in my opinion. I rolled my eyes, trying to appear like I had not just had an emotional breakdown.... Well, that was probably wasted, because I look terrible for a while after crying..
"Is there someone that you were looking for, Granger?" I ask, surprised at how fast that lump had formed in my throat, making my voice sound croaky, like I was just about to cry.... I will not cry in front of Granger... I will not cry in front of Granger...
Calmed slightly by that small chant, I clear my throat audibly, I aim a question at her, to test my voice, "What are you doing here?" I ask, raising an eyebrow in a half-hearted questioning look.
"I could ask you the same question, Malfoy." I flinched slightly at the mention of my ex-last name.. I shrugged slightly, scratching the back of my head, making my hair even more messed up than it had been – it's been messed up all day, thanks to that little trip to the infirmary – and not looking at all like myself, or so I presume.
"Well, I could say that I asked you first, but that would probably sound childish, so I'll settle for 'I want to see Dumbledore about something'.. There you go, that's your answer." Wow, if my mouth keeps spouting things of like this, I might just have to seal my lips together. I shook my head at myself, then looked back to Granger, "Now you have to answer." She had raised her eyebrows, as if she were evaluating me, or something like that... I just muttered, "your mind would be jumbled up too if you were in my situation."
"And what situation is that, Malfoy?" She can be so fucking annoying... As if she hasn't mucked things up for me already...
"Don't call me Malfoy.." I say in a low voice, glaring slightly at her.... Normally, I would have been laughing inside at the look of surprise on her stupid face, but now, there was no laughter in me. She opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off before she could utter a single syllable, "I don't give a fuck what you call me, just as long as it's not Malfoy.. Fuck, even 'ferret' is better than Malfoy." I watch her nod slightly, placing her hands on her hips.
"So, what 'situation' were you talking about, Ferret?"
ARGH!!
"Merlin, you are nosy tonight!" I say, exasperated. When the hell will this fucking woman give me a break?! "For your information, this 'situation' that I was talking about, is the one in which I feel confused, hurt, tired, depressed, I had a fight with Harry, as well as wondering what horrific things my Ex-Father will do to me once he knows that nobody is watching, what he'll do to me with those filthy hands of his, just knowing that the fucker is waiting for the opportune moment to make me suffer so badly that I beg for him to kill me, and even after that, He still won't! He'll just keep on, and on, and on, until I am in so much pain that I would probably try to kill myself, but only succeed in bringing that fucking awful smile to his face, the one he does right after the release!
"And on top of all of that, I have to think of whether I'll still be able to go to Hogwarts because every fucking person hates me. Do you really think that I want a nosy, bushy haired witch butting into my life and analyzing every fucking step that I take?" I was breathing slightly heavily, and my voice had cracked half way through the last sentence.
I stood, shaking and trying so hard to banish the tears that were flowing down. Lifting a shaking hand, I run it though my hair, blinking hard to try to stop the tears, and for a while it worked, till she and I both realized what I had said... She swallowed visibly, and I trembled, berating myself in my head for letting my stupid mouth take over, when she asked the question....
"What do you mean, by saying 'the release'?" I looked to the ground, the wall, the fucking ceiling, and the portraits, anywhere but her...
"It's none of your business, Granger..." she interrupted swiftly, and all I could do was let her cut me off.
"Well, I'm making it my business, M-- Draco, so, spill." I shook my head, looking up from the floor and into those damned determined eyes of hers. I shook my head again.
"Not here, I can't tell you here, but I think it's painfully obvious as to what I meant."She nodded and grabbed a hold on my wrist, dragging me away to Gryffindor Tower.. "No, no no no and No.. I can't go in there, I can't Hermione, I just can't..."
"You can, and you will, so get in there." Without another word, she pushed me through the common room, and towards the Girl's dormitories, and I can tell you now, that it was excruciating seeing people whisper to the ones next to them, all pointing to my face, my hair, probably because it looked like I had been through an emotional breakdown... Which is what I had just finished doing, "No one is to go into the girls dormitories, is that clear? Ferret and I need to discuss something." And with that, She walked up the stairs, leaving me at the bottom.
Stepping up the first couple of steps, I crash down to the bottom when the stairs instantly turn to a slide of sorts. "What the fuck?!" I yell, looking up at Hermione.
"Sorry, I forgot about the stairs... Just stand and I 'll try to levitate you..." I don't have a good feeling about this... Muttering Wingardium Leviosa, Granger manages to get me up half of the ramp before sending me tumbling down again.
"Granger, I swear, if I have to crash into a wall one more time..." She just tutted and did the damn spell again, finally getting me into the girl's dorms. She looked around, noting the girls in there, and gave a sharp whistle to capture their attention.
"Out. Ferret and I have some discussing to do, and you're not going to be listening in. No, Ginny, you stay, I'll need you here, you're better at the whole comforting thing than me... Out people, move it... Ginny and I know some pretty good hexes, and if you've got any sense, you'd still like to have your ears and have no boils on your butt." They all scampered off after that, discarding anything that they were doing.
Granger and Weasley cast a spell on the door together (they must have made it up so that nothing gets past the people in the room), then directed me to sit down on one of the beds, soon both sitting either side of me.
"Hermione, why would you need me to comfort the ferret? Weren't you the one that was pissed off that he was here in the first place?" Granger sighed and shook her head,
"I was only being jealous that he took my friends attention away from me for a while... And then what I'm assuming you meant in the hallway, Draco, that it's not going to be a very... Nice story for you to tell,"
I open my mouth to start objecting to everything that Granger was trying to do...
"Who gave you the right to prod around in my past? Huh, you're just like Har--" I stopped, my mind suddenly thinking of Harry... Maybe what he did was for the best... I mean, he was right in one fact, that I would never willingly tell them of my past... He betrayed me though!! He shouldn't have done that without my warrant, it was wrong what he did!! Oh Merlin, even when I'm trying to reassure myself, I can't think of anything but that fucking fight... What will happen to us? Was there ever an 'us' in the first place?
My chin started quivering, but I swallowed the lump rising in my throat and bowed my head down. The Weasley girl pulled me to her so that I could be comforted, or some rot like that... She won't be able to comfort me, not about Harry, and not about Lucius... I heard her whisper to Granger, "What's wrong with him? Why does he look like he's just had an emotional breakdown?? Surely he couldn't have had a breakdown! He's the most composed person on the face of the earth!"
I frowned slightly, wondering if she had any brain cells at all. The Weasley girl started rubbing my back as if to calm me... I heard Hermione give a weary sigh, and replied in a whisper, "Because he just had a breakdown!"
"You girls do know that I am not deaf, right?" I could imagine Granger rolling her eyes at me, and Weasley let go of me, lifting my chin and brushing away a tear that I had not even realized was there. "Listen, I don't want to talk about it, ok? And you two aren't going to make me." I sighed and made to get up from the bed, only to be sat down again.
"This is serious, isn't it?" I closed my eyes when Weasley said that, nodding soon after. There was a knock on the door, and Harry's voice called from behind it. My eyes sprang open, and I sprang off of the bed, trying to scramble under the bed.
"Why now? I can't face him right now!! Of all the times to try and interrupt, he chooses now!" I quit trying to fit under the bed, it was just too low down, and sat on the floor on my knees, clasping my hands together in front of me in a begging motion, "Please, please Hermione, Ginny, please! I can't face him now, Merlin knows what stupid thing I might do, or say!! Please don't open that door!" Hermione got up, an apologetic look on her face, crossing over to the door.. Standing up, I didn't bother to dust myself down, still frantically looking around for a hiding place.
Finally, I stood at a standstill, frozen to the spot, my eyes wide as Hermione undid the spell on the door, opening it slightly, looking out at Harry through the crack in the door.
She tried to say, "What can I do for you, Harry?" but stopped suddenly after 'for', when Harry pushed the door lightly back, Hermione moving out of the way, giving him the room to see me.
My breathing stilled for a few seconds, but when he started walking towards me, I stepped back slowly, my breathing coming back to me suddenly... My heart beat faster as he got closer...
Suddenly I pushed past him, running out of the girl's dorms, and slipping on the slide-stairs, tumbling down for the second time tonight...
"These fucking stairs!!" I yell, standing up and rubbing my side, wincing slightly before taking a step into the common room and striding away from the stairs. I hear Harry sliding down the stairs and starting to run after me. I didn't quicken my pace, maybe I don't want to, or maybe I just can't make up my fucking mind right now... I mean, I know he did it for me, but he still betrayed me! See how confusing it is?!
I feel Harry's hand on my shoulder, but I just brush it off, still walking.. Almost at the portrait hole now... I feel him turn me around, and I stop, looking up into his eyes, the hurt is probably evident on my face, what with me being so emotional these days.... I move to turn around after a few seconds, but Harry stops me by turning my face to his and pressing his lips gently to mine...
Oh... How I want this... But how I mustn't do this... He has to learn that I am not his open book that he can just thumb through any time that he wants to.. My past is my past, not his, he had no right to go rifling through my memories, basically making me relive them!!
Pushing him away I raise a hand to slap him, but he manages to stop me before I can even graze his cheek.. Oh my God!! I was about to hit Harry!! Holy Crap!!
"Oh merlin, I'm turning into Lucius!! I was about to hit you!! Oh Merlin..." He let go of my hand, and I let it drop to my side, my eyes wide with disbelief.
"Draco, You're not turning into Lucius.. I know that you're not. I was in my dorm just a few minutes ago, when Ron told me you were up in the Girls Dorms, talking to Hermione and Ginny... I came to apologize, Draco, I really am sorry..." Harry attempted to hug me, but I pushed him away again.
"No, Harry, you've betrayed me... I need at least a few days to think about this.... I was about to slap you because of the anger and the hurt that you caused me by just that little argument. I was about to slap you because You had no right to kiss me, just as if nothing has happened. Harry, we had a fight, that's not nothing. I... I need to go now, but don't think that your betrayal will leave my mind just because you try to kiss me and hug me and say sorry. None of that will make it better." I shake my head and walk out of the semi-crowded common room, and into the hallway, soon seeing Hermione and Ginny (yes, I have resorted to using their given names.... it's only fair seeing that Hermione used mine...) climb out of the portrait hole, jogging to catch up with me, seeing as I'm already halfway down the hall.
Sighing, I turn to face them, and shake me head, feeling depressed, "What do you want?" I ask, holding my arms out to the sides in a helpless gesture.
"We want to help you, and we don't care that you don't want us to help..." Huh, funny that...
"Will it make you stop bugging me about this?" They nodded, small smiles coming onto their faces, "Promise me that you will stop bugging me about it." They promised. Sighing, I rolled my eyes and grabbed their hands. Leading them into a long since abandoned classroom, I seat them down and sit on top of the table in front of them to start speaking. I swallowed and took a deep, calming breath, then began.
"It all started a couple of days after I had turned ten..." I pause, feeling uncomfortable about telling someone, especially since I hardly knew them. I felt a hand on my hand and I looked at it, following up the arm, and to the face, which was Hermione's. Smiling thankfully to her, I move her hand back to hers and close my eyes for a few seconds to collect my thoughts – which was quite quick, because something like this stays with you for years and years...
"Lucius came into my room when I was sitting on my balcony, reading... He was swaying slightly... Like he was drunk... and I thought, 'Father? Drunk? That can't be possible, he doesn't like alcoholic beverages!' I was confused, so I asked him, 'what's wrong, Father?' and he just laughed this really... horrible sounding laugh... He stumbled over to the balcony, and grabbed hold of my arm, dragging me to my feet...
"I was terrified... and I mean, so completely terrified, that I lashed out and tried to hit him, to get him off of me, because he had never grabbed me before that day..." I swallowed and took another deep breath. Before continuing, "He threw me on the bed, and I froze, because I didn't know what he was doing. After a couple of seconds, I was beyond terrified, because he had gotten on top of me, and had shoved his tongue in my mouth... I struggled and struggled, but he just sat up on me and smacked me across the face, hard... I tried screaming, but he just smacked me again... The rest.. Well, I think you know what happened after that.... I was so confused afterwards though.. I just didn't know why he had done it.. He was my father, why would he do such a thing to me?! He kept on doing it.. At least once a week, and any time that he got when I was home in the holidays after attending Hogwarts... And all I had in my head was, 'Why?'" I brought my hands to cover my face from the two girls in front of me so that they couldn't see the tears streaming down... I lowered my elbows to rest on my knees, my face still in my hands.
I heard them moving around to the side of me, but I squeezed my eyes shut behind my hands, willing away the tears. I felt their hands on my back, trying to soothe me.
"Draco... Thanks for telling us... I think you really should have told someone earlier though... You shouldn't have had to go through that, and it's a crime, Draco, you could get Lucius arrested..." I shook my head, lifting it up from my hands,
"You don't understand... I wouldn't have anywhere to go.. I wouldn't have any money to buy food.. I wouldn't be able to go to Hogwarts.. No-one would take me in... Only now though, only now I found out that someone would take me in... I'm sorry for being so fucking mean to you guys... I was venting my anger and hurt and confusion on you, because I couldn't get at Lucius... Fuck, all that time I was acting like my father by venting it out on other people! And then, today, I almost hit Harry!!" I was gesturing wildly with my hands, and my breathing was coming quickly... Too quickly...
"Draco, calm down, you're starting to hyperventilate... Try to breathe slowly, that's it, nice and slow.." I tried, my breathing slowed slightly, but it was still fast... "Draco! Take deep breaths, fuck it!!" I could hear Hermione starting to panic... I took shuddering breaths, and heard her give a sigh of relief... "That's it, that's it... Nice, slow, breathing..." Ginny was stroking my hair, to try and calm me down.
"I'm becoming.. my father..." I whispered between shuddered breathing. Ginny and Hermione shushed me, reassuring me that I am most certainly not becoming my father, "I am... I am..." I bend forwards in a dry retch, and after a couple of those, a small amount of bile flowed out of my mouth and onto the dusty stones of the deserted classroom. Ginny took to reassuring me, while Hermione cleaned around my mouth with a handkerchief, and wiped away a few spilt tears from my cheeks.
Trembling, I shook my head and looked up at them, trying to move my mouth to shape a smile, but it probably turned out to be somewhat like a grimace. I saw them smile in relief but towards the door, not towards me, but all of it was fuzzy... I shook my head... Surely they should be sad that I'm still living, after all, I'm turning into my father... I can't imagine why they should be happy...
And then Harry is there, arms wrapped around my waist, his cheek on mine... The fuzzy state I was in snapped away, and I nuzzle his cheek, closing my eyes, feeling a wave of bliss washing over me while I am engulfed in his sweet sent and his embrace... "Harry..." I whisper breathlessly, wrapping my arms around him, drunken with happiness... "Harry..." I again whisper to his ear, moving my arms to around his neck and closing my eyes, just savoring this, as if it were the last drop of chocolate...
I hear Hermione and Ginny explain what happened, and how I seem to think that I am becoming my father... Harry tenses at this, but starts to soothingly rub my back. I hear him whisper to me, "Draco.. Oh my Draco... Draco, you're not turning into Lucius... Don't ever think that again... Never, is that clear?" I nod, my brain making sense of this and retelling it in my head so that I understand completely... Yes... I see the sense in that... How the hell could I turn into Lucius? He is spiteful, horrible, horrendous, vile, abominable, and disgusting.... I am not my father and I am nothing like him!!
Nuzzling into Harry's nape, I smile onto his skin there, and nod again, feeling like I now know the truth about me... I feel Harry's lips on my forehead, and I look up and smile slightly. He leans down to kiss me, but I raise my hand to stop him...
He looks down at me with a slight frown, and confusion on his face... "Don't be so fucking disgusting, Harry... You can be a romantic any other time, but do you honestly want to kiss someone who still has the taste of bile in their mouth?" He smiles and settles for hugging me... Seeing Hermione and Ginny inching away to the door, I frown slightly, getting up and gently prying myself out of Harry's arms, walking swiftly up to them.. Suddenly, I envelope them both in a hug..
"Thank you..." Merlin, they were surprised... Smirking, I let go of them, and summon up a toothbrush and toothpaste, making a face to indicate that I hate the taste in my mouth. Hermione and Ginny look at me with an incredulous look on their faces while I scrub away at my teeth and tongue (my teeth are not the only things that have my bile on them you know...), transfiguring a nearby table into a small bucket, and spitting into it, then putting it to one side.
Those people don't move, do they? I looked at them with a raised eyebrow, then shook my head, turning to face Harry, who had the very same look on his face as his friends... Rolling my eyes and sighing, I cross my arms, and just wait till they've snapped out of their little trance.
Harry is – finally – the first to snap out of it, by starting to laugh... His laugh in turn, breaks Hermione's and Ginny's trances, and they all just laugh... I just raise my eyebrows instead of looking like a confused dumb-ass.
Why is it that all of the Gryffindors like to laugh so fucking much?! I just professed my deepest, darkest secret to them, almost hyperventilated, and puked on the floor, how the fuck do they find that funny?! Was it that after that I put on a front and brushed my teeth? Surely they could have seen a fucking wizard brushing their teeth before... I mean, Ginny is a fucking witch, in a well known pure-blood family!! I suppose that it's just a bit ridiculous that I would just get up and brush my teeth, but like I said, I'm putting on a front... Mainly just because I don't feel like running up to Harry to kiss him passionately, I mean, just told my blah blah blah secret, remember? I'm not exactly in the passionate mood right now... anyway, why the hell would anyone want to go through the next few minutes tasting the bile in their mouths??
I'm fucking rambling... I need to shut up sometimes... Times like now. When are they going to stop fucking laughing? I swear, it's not that funny....
And then they stopped, all looking at the door... Turning, my eyes settled on the tall, thin man.. I sighed with relief...
"Severus!" I finally choke out, a grin blooming on my face, and getting wider while he glares at me for speaking his given name in front of some of his – Gryffindor – students, "Sorry, sir, I seem to have lost my place." Wow, I can sound sarcastic when I've just had another breakdown of sorts... I should get a medal... Then I see how the other three in the room had their mouths open and their eyes basically popping out of their heads.... I look to Severus, then to them, and put it together in my head...
They had never seen him without his dramatic robe. His thin arms crossed in front of him in uncertainty, but with a scowl on his face, a sneer pulling at his lips... "Uh... Guys? I think you should stop ogling my godfather..." I wish I had a special evil laugh that I could laugh in my head at times like these (times like when Harry, Hermione, and Ginny all turn their heads to look at me, their jaws clicking shut.)... They all stared at me, and I thought that Severus was most likely to try and start banging his head on the wall at this moment...
"Just had to say it, didn't you Draco? Just had to...." Severus let out a sigh of annoyance and stepped in, closing the door behind him and promptly leaning his back against it, his arms crossed again. If he weren't my godfather, I think the others would have jumped him right then and there.. I however, know the belligerent man, and I wouldn't jump him at anytime, anywhere, sure he can be a nice person, if you know him well enough, but if you've only been with him for five minutes, you would want to know if he talked in a non-bitter manner. However, when he's got that horrible dramatic robe off, you can see what the others were ogling at.
Severus is in his usual attire, a simple white long-sleeved shirt, and black, nicely fitting trousers, and his black leather shoes. Simple, huh? Normally, his shirt's first couple buttons are undone, and his shirt is un-tucked from his trousers, and the cuff buttons are undone, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and that's what he is like tonight.
"Well, you know me, Severus, always trying to ruin your reputation of an asshole." Smiling, I sit on a desk behind me and cross my arms, like him. Rolling his eyes and shaking his head afterwards, his eyes dart to the other three in the room that had gone back to staring at him, minus the slack jaws.
"Relax, you damned man, have a seat or something. Don't bother at what they think of you." He shook his head, settling his eyes on my eyes.
"I think it would be best if I left you and your... friends... to do whatever you do..." He got up from leaning on the door, and was about to open the door, when I shot up and stopped his hand from touching the door handle, by grabbing his hand. "Draco... Don't make me do this..." He whispers to me, and I shook my head, letting go of his hand, turning away from him, giving him a small smile to let him know that he could go.. "Thank you." I just nod and make a shooing motion with my hands.
After he had gone out, I turned around to face the oncoming questions from the trio in front of me... Harry already knows that Severus is my godfather, so that's a few less questions to come from him...
"Your godfather?!" That was Ginny and Hermione together... Well, at least that brought some happiness to me on this unhappy day of mine..
Next to come in Chapter 6!: Draco explains about Severus, and Hermione finds some mixed feelings about her unbearable Professor. Will Ginny get involved in these strange happenings, or will it be another unexpected twist with another unexpected person? Find out in chapter 6!!
Yay! Finally, Chapter 5 is finished.... Sorry it's been so long since I last posted, I just haven't had the time to write a lot... And then I managed to write a HUGE chapter bit by bit!!! seriously, it's huge, 36 pages!!
A/N 1
Ok, the reason I put the whole A/N 1 thing was because if you didn't get that part, then I'd like to explain... If you look back in this chapter, then you will find that Draco thinks of Harry as his kitten in Dumbledore's office, so, when Harry says ' "Good luck, my Kitten" ', that is the reason why Draco was kind of startled at being called Kitten, because he had thought of Harry being his kitten before, and didn't think that Harry would know about that!! Get it? If not, then, sorry, I'm really not good at explaining things (
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