Author: Terra Rain
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Rating: PG-13
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My Pet
Don't fret precious I'm here
Draco opened the door to the flat, fumbling with the keys. Dropping his things just inside the door he felt for the light switch. It clicked on, washing the room with a stark whiteness, throwing the ruby red carpet into relief. The red carpet, the green couch, the too white walls…it looked like a bleedin' Christmas retreat according to Draco. But the appearance is only half of anything and the animosity in the air dispelled any other thoughts.
Draco opened the bedroom door and tried to look into the pitch black room. It was only when he stepped inside that he could see the moonlight spilling onto the floor. A breeze whispered by, caressing his pale skin and fingering the drapes.
Step away from the window
"Harry." Draco said calmly, masking his voice, masking his thoughts. "Step away from the window." Harry didn't move nor make any indication he had heard. He stared out at the full moon, hair tangling in the cold night wind.
Go back to sleep
"Go back to sleep." Draco said again, moving like a panther toward his prey. Harry turned to face him, stepping onto the window ledge as he did so. He was not wearing his glasses.
Lay your head down child
He bowed his head and the wind died.
I won't let the boogyman come
"Draco." Harry said finally. The blonde youth stopped, cocking his head to one side.
Counting bodies like sheep
"Yes pet?"
To the rhythm of the war drum
"Can you hear them?" Harry whispered.
Pay no mind to the rabble, pay no mind to the rabble
"Have you read the papers?" His electric green eyes shone with tears.
Head down, go to sleep
"Shhh." Draco said crooningly. Sliding forward a pace. Harry's hand gripped the window frame more tightly. Draco stopped suddenly again, hands at his sides.
To the rhythm of the war drums
"Why can't you hear them?" Harry said harshly, the bite in his tone ugly.
Hey, don't mind what the other voices say
"Hey." Draco said softly, catching his dark raven's attention. "Don't mind what the papers say, what the people say."
They don't care about you
"They don't love you. They only look for an easy dollar."
Well I do…well I do
"I love you." Draco finished, taking a step forward. Harry's face contorted in pain and confusion.
Safe from the pain and truth and choice
"I always care for you. I wrap your wounds and stitch your cuts! I heal you!" Draco admonished.
and other poison devils
"Whose stayed by your side throughout press conferences and scared away all your admirers? I wash them all so the poison does not leak to the press – I own the press for you." Draco took strides forward until he was a foot away.
See…they don't give a fuck about you
"They only want to tear you down and watch you fall." Draco smiled and reached out to caress Harry's cheek.
Like I do
"I alone care for you."
Just stay with me, safe and ignorant
"You don't like the world out there. It's harsh and ugly and filled with images of what they've forced upon you your whole life. You loathe them…you hate them all. They are nothing but sniveling beetles who feed off your carcass when you fail to bring them glory."
Go back to sleep
"Come to bed." Draco said encouragingly as Harry's hands loosed from their death grip on the window frame.
Go back to sleep
Draco took Harry's hand and led him quietly to bed.
Lay your head down child
Harry was pulled gently onto Draco, the blonde's slim pale hands weaving their way through his unruly hair.
I won't let the boogyman come
"I will always watch over you and make sure no one else hurts you." Harry squeezed his eyes shut against the hypnotic petting, trying vainly to remember something.
Count the bodies like sheep
Harry's eyes flew open.
To the rhythm of the war drums
"You…" Draco's eyes flew open.
Pay no mind to the rabble
"They all say, this isn't…right." Harry managed to spit out. Draco's eyebrows drew together in darkened fury.
Pay no mind to the rabble
"They don't know anything." He spat out in reply. "They don't understand you or your burdens."
Head down, go to sleep to the rhythm of the war drums
"Harry," Draco said after getting his temper under control, "Just sleep now; your tired." But Harry didn't feel like sleeping.
I'll be the one to protect you from
"I'm watching over you tonight."
Your enemies and all your demons
"I'm here to always slay your fear and vanquish them so you don't have to fight them. The demons are mine to deal with."
I'll be the one to protect you from
"I'll never let others harm you."
A will to survive and a voice of reason
"Listen to me and you'll survive, like you have already. You'll outlive the press and all those who are jealous of you and your power."
I'll be the one to protect you from
"I'm here to save you."
Your enemies and your choices-
"Don't ever let their poison drip into your ears. Forget them and their lies."
They're one in the same
"To choose differently is to make enemies."
I must isolate you
"That's why it's better not to go out so often, where they can see you and think up new things to write about."
Isolate and save you from yourself
"Where they can tear you down. That's why you shouldn't go out so often."
Swaying to the rhythm of the new world order and
"It's a completely different world out there that's been created thanks to you. Different from Voldemort's rule but more vindictive than before. They want to see you fall."
Count the bodies like sheep
"So many died." Harry choked out.
"Shhh. I know." Draco said, resuming his petting.
"Ron, Hermione, Gin-"
To the rhythm of the war drums
"Forget them. Reliving the memory only causes more pain."
The boogymen are coming
A knock sounded on the door.
The boogymen are coming
"Is anyone home?"
Keep your head down, go to sleep
"Stay here and try to go to sleep luv. I'll be back in a moment. This won't take anytime at all."
To the rhythm of a war drum
"Yes?" Draco opened the door and leaned against the jam, hands in his jean pockets.
"Is Harry home? We'd like to speak with him." Hermione and Ron stood there, matching worry on their faces.
Stay with me
"No, he's sick at the moment."
Safe and ignorant
"We won't take long, we just wanted to talk-"
"He's asleep. And I'd rather you didn't wake him up."
"We just wanted to see-" Draco pushed her back roughly.
"You'll wake him up. Now if you excuse me." He slammed the door in their faces, locking it tightly with everything he had. It was time to move.
Just, stay with me
Ignoring the pounding on the door, he cast a silence charm.
Hold you
He turned back to the bedroom and walked back inside to see Harry back at the window.
And protect you from the other ones
"That was…" Draco froze in the bedroom doorway. "That was Hermione…and Ron."
The evil ones
"No it wasn't." Draco said, a sneer crossing his delicate features. "They died, remember?"
Harry closed his eyes in pain. He wore his glasses now.
"You told me not to remember."
"But sometimes the pain is necessary." Draco intoned, walking towards him.
Go back to sleep
Harry smiled, his lips curling up and his head thrown back. He laughed.
"Harry." Draco said sharply. The laughing stopped abruptly. The raven headed boy tore off his glasses, throwing them into the corner of the room. He swept around in a movement that made the drapes dance. His eyes positively glowed.
"I remember." He said, the smile never leaving his face.
Harry stepped off the window and fell into the darkness.
The smile never left his lips.
Artist: A Perfect Circle
Song: Pet