Title: A summer love
Author: Nazlie
E-mail: the_red_dwarfs@hotmail.com
Summary: Harry was abused by his uncle and has to live with his newfound friend Draco Malfoy. Thy like each others company and no one wants Harry to move. And I'm no good at summaries but this if a romance you know so it's a little fluffy.
Disclaimer: If I did own the Harry Potter Universe would I be fixing the stains on my black trousers with my permanent marker? Didn't think so.
Rating: This is SLASH - HP/DM
Please feel free to review but try to not flame me about that this is slash cause then I have a very simple solution to this, don't read this story!
Spoilers: Lets say all books to be on the safe side but I haven't decided on how to do with Sirus yet.
~*~
It was a late, silent, summer night in Little Whinging in England. On privet drive number four businesses went by as usual. The seventeen year old wizard named Harry Potter sat silent up in his Spartan furniture room and did some of his last homework who the teachers ha given him to do during the summer. It didn't help that he had saved the entire wizarding world last may by finally destroying the dark lord Voldemort once and for all, he still got to do the oh so boring homework. He was currently working on his potion essay on healing potions and elixir.
After awhile he began to feel thirsty ad decided to go down to the kitchen and get himself some water. He went down the stairs and passed the living room where the Dursleys sat watching some boring game show. Vernon was drinking some whiskey and Petunia sat and embroiders some ugly peach coloured flower. Dudley was probably out somewhere picking a fight with some small defenceless kid. The Dursleys had completely ignored him the entire summer and Harry was not complaining, no Sir not at all. He actually enjoyed the silence, away from all his fans, away from the cameras and reporters. The thing he enjoyed mostly though was the silence from his fat uncle who usually hadn't turned down an opportunity of screaming on him or give him some boring chore. Harry poured himself a glass of water and drank it swiftly. He then looked out; it was dawn outside and quite a beautiful night. After cleaning the glass he decided to take a walk outside. He opened the front door and just as he stepped outside and closed the door he heard the telephone ring but he didn't give it a second thought.
When he began walking he thought about hoe much me missed his friends Ron and Hermione, but especially he missed Malfoy. Their rivalry had been subdued during the war. Malfoy had been drawing himself away from the Slytherins and was often seen to walk alone into hallways. He had even given up his two bodyguards Crabbe and Goyle. Harry thought that he was trying to protect himself from Voldemort and during the final battle he had not been fighting amongst the death eaters but against them.
When the time had come for Harry to cast the soul perishing spell upon Voldemort he had almost failed. Without his notice one of the death eaters had snuck up behind him and was just about to cast a disarming spell when Harry had discovered him but there wasn't anything he could do. But then something of a miracle had occurred. A loud "NOOOOOOOO!!" had sounded and a green light hit him from behind and the man had fallen to the ground. The man was Lucius Malfoy and the one who had killed him was no other than Draco Malfoy. He had not looked remorseful of what he had done; he only looked down at the corpse of his father with great disgusted. Lucius hadn't been wearing his death eater's mask; it has probably fallen of at en early stage of the battle so Draco had known who it was that he killed. After that Harry had turned around and perished Voldemort, one of the most powerful wizards ever to have lived. No one knew about Draco killing his own father and then saving Harry, no one but them.
~*~
One night when Harry was walking outside in the moonlight under his invincibility cloak he had seen a figure sitting by the lake ripping a letter into threads. He had recognised the figure as Draco Malfoy due to the silvery hair that reflected the moonlight in quite a magnificent way. Not knowing what in the world had possessed him he shrugged of his invincibility cloak and walked slowly towards the figure.
"Gotten tired of all the reporters who just absolute adore you Potter?" even thought Malfoys voice was cold and hard it didn't really have that mean and nasty edge on it.
"I have been tired of them a long time, I didn't ask for the publicity."
"I know" Malfoy only replied leaving Harry mute.
"If you don't have anything intelligent to say I would appreciate if you would leave, and if you have anything intelligent to say, which I highly doubt, then leave anyway. I don't want to talk to anyone and especially not you." Draco continued to look out over the lake not moving a muscle and waiting for Harry to leave. Harry let out a sight and then he sat down next to Malfoy.
"I thought I told you to leave."
"Yes you did, and you were almost polite."
"Well then why are you sitting here?"
"I went out for some fresh air and that's just what I'm intending to get."
"Then why don't you take a walk?"
"Felt like sitting down."
"Then why don't you sit you poor excuse of an arse down somewhere else?"
"Been checking out my arse then?"
"What?!"
"How would you else know that I have 'a poor excuse of an arse'?"
"Look Potter there's a big lake here if you haven't noticed that yet and I suggest that you go and sit as far away from me as possible, preferable on the other side."
"I like the view from here."
"It's a bloody lake good dammit! It looks the same from any direction!"
"Enjoying the company maybe?" Harry said sarcastically.
"You know I'm beginning to think you don't want me here Malfoy?"
"Oh really how did you figure that one out?"
"Must have been my inner eye." Malfoy only snorted at this one and then they sat in silence. After awhile he pulled his wand out and mumbled a charm so that the piece of paper on the ground began to burn. Then he rose.
"Nice chatting with you." Harry said, never tearing his eyes away from the lake. Malfoy snorted.
"Yeah right" And then he walked away into the castle.
This procedure had been going on for about three nights. They sat down at the same spot stared out at the lake in totally silence.
~*~
On the fourth night Harry went out and sat himself by the lake only that he was alone this time, Malfoy hadn't arrived yet. He was greatly surprised when Malfoy came and sat down next to him on his spot. After all there was an entire lake to sit next to so maybe he enjoyed some company after all. After several minutes of silence Harry decided to break the silence.
"Who was it from?"
"What are you talking about?"
"The letter you rear before."
"Why do you care?" Harry only shrugged his shoulders.
"It was from my mother."
"Your mother?"
Draco didn't say anything more.
"What did she want?"
"I don't see how my personal letters could possibly be any of your concern." He sneered.
"That cold sneer doesn't work on me you know."
"What on earth are you talking about Potter?"
"I know you're not as cold and cruel as people think."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know you're not cold and cruel. Besides you don't know much about me."
"What can possible be worth knowing about you Potter? Lets see, first you kill Voldemort, well almost kill, then you get to live with muggles and have a oh so happy childhood, then you go to Hogwarts and on the summer breaks you go home to your muggle family and they probably spoil you or something" at this Harry snorted "then you go back to Hogwarts and after some years you finally manage to kill Voldemort again, bur this time it's for good."
"My childhood was far from happy, believe me. I thing I would rather spend the summer with Snape."
"Oh really? Doing what, spending time in detention cleaning cauldrons?"
"At least he doesn't hit you or starve you or something like that."
"Like you wouldn't get anything you wanted, the famous Harry Potter"
"Look I'm tired of people thinking that I are some spoiled brat just because I got a fucking scar on my forehead! When I grew up my uncle used to beat me, not really serous abuse so that I had to go to a hospital but believe me, it was enough! When something abnormal happened like in magic they used to lock me up in a small bloody cupboard under the stairs and I got cold leftovers if I got any food at all." After awhile he continued.
"After I got to Hogwarts the beating stopped, he probably got scared or something." He had no idea why he had said this to Malfoy, no one knew about this, not even Ron or Hermione.
"She wrote that she no longer has a son and that I have been cut out of her will." Malfoy then said after awhile.
"Who?"
"You wanted to know what was in the letter."
"Oh right." then "Why?"
"Apparently she found out that I killed Lucius in the war."
"How did she find that out? No one knows that."
"She has her ways."
"You don't seem to be that sad about it though."
"I'm not, I got an own account who my Godfather helped me set up if something might happen."
"Godfather?"
"Professor Snape."
"Oh." After several more minutes of silence Malfoy broke the silence.
"Does anyone know about..."
"No."
"Not even..."
"No one knows." Nothing more was said and this time it was Harry who rose to leave first.
"I won't tell anyone." Malfoy said
"Thanks" Just when Harry was about to leave Malfoy spoke up again.
"Harry, I'm sorry."
"Yeah"
"My childhood wasn't that happy either but at least no one ever hit me." After that Harry went in but he didn't sleep much that night.
Harrys and Malfoys night encounters continued every night during the last weeks until summer break. Some nights they only sat in silence and some nights they talked. They talked about almost everything but what the killing of Lucius was never mentioned. On the last night before summer break Harry went down to the lake to see Malfoy standing there, he walked up and stood next to him.
"I only came to say goodbye." Malfoy said.
"And to give you this." He said holding forward a box.
"For me?" Harry said surprised.
"No it's for Weasel, please give him all my love." He replies sarcastically.
"See it as a late birthday present."
"My birthday's not until august."
"Oh?" Malfoy said surprised. "When?
"The 20th."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when is yours?"
"20th of august."
"Must be faith." Then Harry looked down at his gift.
"You shouldn't have..."
"I know." Then Harry began to open it. When he saw what was inside he had to hold back a gasp. Carefully ha picked up a beautiful necklace.
"It's beautiful." The pendant was in a form of a green water drop that was inside a silvery net. It almost looked like there was a light coming from the inside of the water drop.
"It's an energy drop. When the person's who wears it energy is drained or down he or she can hold on to the drop and concentrate and the energy will return. But the drop takes long time to regenerate so use it wisely."
"I can't accept this, it's too much, besides I don't have anything for you."
"I know, but I want you to have it, besides it match you're green eyes, mine are just grey and dull."
"No there not."
"What?"
"Your eyes, they're grey but beautiful." Malfoy seemed to blush a little about this but Harry didn't notice this because ha was silently cursing himself for saying that out aloud. He was still holding the necklace in his hand, carefully Malfoy took it and opened the clasp.
"Here let me." Draco lent forward to put it around Harrys neck. His hot breath brushed against Harry's skin and he could feel shivers going down his spine at this. When he had fastened it he slowly withdrew his hands letting the fingers gently brush along Harry's skin. Then they stood close, noses almost touching.
"I'll get you something for your birthday." Harry whispered
"You don't have to."
"Yes I do." They both lent in and their lips just touched. Harry then put his hand around Draco and held it behind his neck and pressed his lips harder against the blond Slytherin. It lasted for a few seconds then they both broke the kiss. Harrys stomach felt like it was about to explode from all the butterflies that flew around in there. He wanted nothing more than to kiss the beautiful blond Slytherin again. But instead he looked him in the eyes and smiled towards him. When he looked in the grey eyes he couldn't determine what it was he saw but there was definitely not any anger or malice in there.
"Have a nice summer." Draco whispered. Harry already knew that Draco had rented an apartment in Diagon Alley to stay in, he had told him so a few nights ago.
"Yeah, Harry snorted, I'll try my best."
"If things get to bad, don't stay there." Draco said hoping that Harry would get the hidden meaning in there.
"I wont" Harry replied knowing that he had just received an invitation of going to Draco if things went to bad at the Dursleys and he didn't want to go to the Weasley's.
"Promise." Draco stated
"Promise"
"Good bye then." Harry then said
"Yeah bye." Unwillingly Harry had turned around to walk back to the castle.
"Harry, here's my address, in case you want anything." Draco said holding a parchment towards Harry.
~*~
The next day Hogwarts had been emptied of students who went home to their families and Harry had returned to the Dursleys for the last time. He suspected that Dumbledore had sent them a letter telling them what Harry had done and they was probably to afraid of what Harry might do to them if they mistreated him so the easiest solution to it was to ignore him completely. Harry was now allowed to do magic outside school but he had not been doing this in front of the Dursleys, he didn't want to upset them or something that may break the silence so he kept a low profile. Harry fingered on Draco's address who lay in his pocket all of the time, not that he needed it because he had it memorised. He had now been walking around the neighbourhood for about two hours completely lost in his thoughts and he decided it was time to go home or what you could call it.
When he saw the driveway he noticed that the car was gone he got a bad feeling. Deciding to be quiet he carefully went towards the front door and before he opened it he pulled out his wand and went in. Immediately he felt the reeking smell of alcohol, probably Vernon's whiskey. He turned around to lock the door and as he did that something or someone hit him square over his shoulders. He fell to the ground and dropped his wand in the process. The same someone who had hit him before turned him around and pulled him to his feet. He then came face to face to a very drunk and very furious Vernon Dursley who seemed to completely have loosened control.
"You FREAK!" He screamed
"It's completely you're fault you little manipulative bastard!" he then continued. Harry managed take a look around and he couldn't find any trace of that either Petunia or Dudley was home. He then felt Vernon's fist connect with his jaw and if Vernon hadn't been holding his shirt in an iron grip he probably had landed against the front door.
"You did some kind o magic on her didn't you? Made her leave me you little shit." He slurred. It was a wonder he could even hit Harrys face as drunk as he was. But he got solid proof of that he could do just that as he felt his huge fist connect with his face again but this time he didn't hold on to his shirt so Harry flew backwards and landed against the door with a slam. As fast as he could he looked around for his wand but he couldn't find it. Then he felt something hit him in his stomach first once then twice. "STAND UP YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR AN HUMAN!"
Slowly he tried to stand up on all his four but fell again. At this he got another kick in his stomach and then Vernon grabbed him by his collar and dragged him up. Then he kicked him in the groin with his knee and then in his stomach. If he hadn't been holding on to him he would most probably be lying in a puddle on the ground but Vernon Dursley wasn't finished yet. He cupped his jaw with his left hand and then he hit him in his face again with his right fist. After that he took him by his shoulders and threw him against the wall. Harry tried to shield himself but the attempts were futile. Vernon continued to punch and kick Harry and he felt as he was going to die any minute now. He coughed up some blood and could hardly breathe anymore. Then suddenly as a bolt from a clear sky ha knew what to do. Vernon had taken a pause in his beatings and Harry grasped the green drop he had gotten from Draco and concentrated on it. Very soon he felt the energy and strength return to him and as he opened his eyes he suddenly saw his wand, it has rolled under the shoe rack. Quickly he grabbed it and pointed it towards Vernon.
"Stupefy!" He managed to scream and then Vernon Dursley fell to the floor. He felt the energy slowly leave his body and felt that due to his injuries he wouldn't be able to get out of here by himself. As he was about to call Hedwig he hears her hoot and as she lands next to him. He pulls out the address note from his pocket and gave the wrinkly and bloody piece to her.
"Give this to Draco, hurry." He managed before the energy had left him again and he slipped into unconsciousness.
~*~
Author: Nazlie
E-mail: the_red_dwarfs@hotmail.com
Summary: Harry was abused by his uncle and has to live with his newfound friend Draco Malfoy. Thy like each others company and no one wants Harry to move. And I'm no good at summaries but this if a romance you know so it's a little fluffy.
Disclaimer: If I did own the Harry Potter Universe would I be fixing the stains on my black trousers with my permanent marker? Didn't think so.
Rating: This is SLASH - HP/DM
Please feel free to review but try to not flame me about that this is slash cause then I have a very simple solution to this, don't read this story!
Spoilers: Lets say all books to be on the safe side but I haven't decided on how to do with Sirus yet.
~*~
It was a late, silent, summer night in Little Whinging in England. On privet drive number four businesses went by as usual. The seventeen year old wizard named Harry Potter sat silent up in his Spartan furniture room and did some of his last homework who the teachers ha given him to do during the summer. It didn't help that he had saved the entire wizarding world last may by finally destroying the dark lord Voldemort once and for all, he still got to do the oh so boring homework. He was currently working on his potion essay on healing potions and elixir.
After awhile he began to feel thirsty ad decided to go down to the kitchen and get himself some water. He went down the stairs and passed the living room where the Dursleys sat watching some boring game show. Vernon was drinking some whiskey and Petunia sat and embroiders some ugly peach coloured flower. Dudley was probably out somewhere picking a fight with some small defenceless kid. The Dursleys had completely ignored him the entire summer and Harry was not complaining, no Sir not at all. He actually enjoyed the silence, away from all his fans, away from the cameras and reporters. The thing he enjoyed mostly though was the silence from his fat uncle who usually hadn't turned down an opportunity of screaming on him or give him some boring chore. Harry poured himself a glass of water and drank it swiftly. He then looked out; it was dawn outside and quite a beautiful night. After cleaning the glass he decided to take a walk outside. He opened the front door and just as he stepped outside and closed the door he heard the telephone ring but he didn't give it a second thought.
When he began walking he thought about hoe much me missed his friends Ron and Hermione, but especially he missed Malfoy. Their rivalry had been subdued during the war. Malfoy had been drawing himself away from the Slytherins and was often seen to walk alone into hallways. He had even given up his two bodyguards Crabbe and Goyle. Harry thought that he was trying to protect himself from Voldemort and during the final battle he had not been fighting amongst the death eaters but against them.
When the time had come for Harry to cast the soul perishing spell upon Voldemort he had almost failed. Without his notice one of the death eaters had snuck up behind him and was just about to cast a disarming spell when Harry had discovered him but there wasn't anything he could do. But then something of a miracle had occurred. A loud "NOOOOOOOO!!" had sounded and a green light hit him from behind and the man had fallen to the ground. The man was Lucius Malfoy and the one who had killed him was no other than Draco Malfoy. He had not looked remorseful of what he had done; he only looked down at the corpse of his father with great disgusted. Lucius hadn't been wearing his death eater's mask; it has probably fallen of at en early stage of the battle so Draco had known who it was that he killed. After that Harry had turned around and perished Voldemort, one of the most powerful wizards ever to have lived. No one knew about Draco killing his own father and then saving Harry, no one but them.
~*~
One night when Harry was walking outside in the moonlight under his invincibility cloak he had seen a figure sitting by the lake ripping a letter into threads. He had recognised the figure as Draco Malfoy due to the silvery hair that reflected the moonlight in quite a magnificent way. Not knowing what in the world had possessed him he shrugged of his invincibility cloak and walked slowly towards the figure.
"Gotten tired of all the reporters who just absolute adore you Potter?" even thought Malfoys voice was cold and hard it didn't really have that mean and nasty edge on it.
"I have been tired of them a long time, I didn't ask for the publicity."
"I know" Malfoy only replied leaving Harry mute.
"If you don't have anything intelligent to say I would appreciate if you would leave, and if you have anything intelligent to say, which I highly doubt, then leave anyway. I don't want to talk to anyone and especially not you." Draco continued to look out over the lake not moving a muscle and waiting for Harry to leave. Harry let out a sight and then he sat down next to Malfoy.
"I thought I told you to leave."
"Yes you did, and you were almost polite."
"Well then why are you sitting here?"
"I went out for some fresh air and that's just what I'm intending to get."
"Then why don't you take a walk?"
"Felt like sitting down."
"Then why don't you sit you poor excuse of an arse down somewhere else?"
"Been checking out my arse then?"
"What?!"
"How would you else know that I have 'a poor excuse of an arse'?"
"Look Potter there's a big lake here if you haven't noticed that yet and I suggest that you go and sit as far away from me as possible, preferable on the other side."
"I like the view from here."
"It's a bloody lake good dammit! It looks the same from any direction!"
"Enjoying the company maybe?" Harry said sarcastically.
"You know I'm beginning to think you don't want me here Malfoy?"
"Oh really how did you figure that one out?"
"Must have been my inner eye." Malfoy only snorted at this one and then they sat in silence. After awhile he pulled his wand out and mumbled a charm so that the piece of paper on the ground began to burn. Then he rose.
"Nice chatting with you." Harry said, never tearing his eyes away from the lake. Malfoy snorted.
"Yeah right" And then he walked away into the castle.
This procedure had been going on for about three nights. They sat down at the same spot stared out at the lake in totally silence.
~*~
On the fourth night Harry went out and sat himself by the lake only that he was alone this time, Malfoy hadn't arrived yet. He was greatly surprised when Malfoy came and sat down next to him on his spot. After all there was an entire lake to sit next to so maybe he enjoyed some company after all. After several minutes of silence Harry decided to break the silence.
"Who was it from?"
"What are you talking about?"
"The letter you rear before."
"Why do you care?" Harry only shrugged his shoulders.
"It was from my mother."
"Your mother?"
Draco didn't say anything more.
"What did she want?"
"I don't see how my personal letters could possibly be any of your concern." He sneered.
"That cold sneer doesn't work on me you know."
"What on earth are you talking about Potter?"
"I know you're not as cold and cruel as people think."
"You don't know anything about me."
"I know you're not cold and cruel. Besides you don't know much about me."
"What can possible be worth knowing about you Potter? Lets see, first you kill Voldemort, well almost kill, then you get to live with muggles and have a oh so happy childhood, then you go to Hogwarts and on the summer breaks you go home to your muggle family and they probably spoil you or something" at this Harry snorted "then you go back to Hogwarts and after some years you finally manage to kill Voldemort again, bur this time it's for good."
"My childhood was far from happy, believe me. I thing I would rather spend the summer with Snape."
"Oh really? Doing what, spending time in detention cleaning cauldrons?"
"At least he doesn't hit you or starve you or something like that."
"Like you wouldn't get anything you wanted, the famous Harry Potter"
"Look I'm tired of people thinking that I are some spoiled brat just because I got a fucking scar on my forehead! When I grew up my uncle used to beat me, not really serous abuse so that I had to go to a hospital but believe me, it was enough! When something abnormal happened like in magic they used to lock me up in a small bloody cupboard under the stairs and I got cold leftovers if I got any food at all." After awhile he continued.
"After I got to Hogwarts the beating stopped, he probably got scared or something." He had no idea why he had said this to Malfoy, no one knew about this, not even Ron or Hermione.
"She wrote that she no longer has a son and that I have been cut out of her will." Malfoy then said after awhile.
"Who?"
"You wanted to know what was in the letter."
"Oh right." then "Why?"
"Apparently she found out that I killed Lucius in the war."
"How did she find that out? No one knows that."
"She has her ways."
"You don't seem to be that sad about it though."
"I'm not, I got an own account who my Godfather helped me set up if something might happen."
"Godfather?"
"Professor Snape."
"Oh." After several more minutes of silence Malfoy broke the silence.
"Does anyone know about..."
"No."
"Not even..."
"No one knows." Nothing more was said and this time it was Harry who rose to leave first.
"I won't tell anyone." Malfoy said
"Thanks" Just when Harry was about to leave Malfoy spoke up again.
"Harry, I'm sorry."
"Yeah"
"My childhood wasn't that happy either but at least no one ever hit me." After that Harry went in but he didn't sleep much that night.
Harrys and Malfoys night encounters continued every night during the last weeks until summer break. Some nights they only sat in silence and some nights they talked. They talked about almost everything but what the killing of Lucius was never mentioned. On the last night before summer break Harry went down to the lake to see Malfoy standing there, he walked up and stood next to him.
"I only came to say goodbye." Malfoy said.
"And to give you this." He said holding forward a box.
"For me?" Harry said surprised.
"No it's for Weasel, please give him all my love." He replies sarcastically.
"See it as a late birthday present."
"My birthday's not until august."
"Oh?" Malfoy said surprised. "When?
"The 20th."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when is yours?"
"20th of august."
"Must be faith." Then Harry looked down at his gift.
"You shouldn't have..."
"I know." Then Harry began to open it. When he saw what was inside he had to hold back a gasp. Carefully ha picked up a beautiful necklace.
"It's beautiful." The pendant was in a form of a green water drop that was inside a silvery net. It almost looked like there was a light coming from the inside of the water drop.
"It's an energy drop. When the person's who wears it energy is drained or down he or she can hold on to the drop and concentrate and the energy will return. But the drop takes long time to regenerate so use it wisely."
"I can't accept this, it's too much, besides I don't have anything for you."
"I know, but I want you to have it, besides it match you're green eyes, mine are just grey and dull."
"No there not."
"What?"
"Your eyes, they're grey but beautiful." Malfoy seemed to blush a little about this but Harry didn't notice this because ha was silently cursing himself for saying that out aloud. He was still holding the necklace in his hand, carefully Malfoy took it and opened the clasp.
"Here let me." Draco lent forward to put it around Harrys neck. His hot breath brushed against Harry's skin and he could feel shivers going down his spine at this. When he had fastened it he slowly withdrew his hands letting the fingers gently brush along Harry's skin. Then they stood close, noses almost touching.
"I'll get you something for your birthday." Harry whispered
"You don't have to."
"Yes I do." They both lent in and their lips just touched. Harry then put his hand around Draco and held it behind his neck and pressed his lips harder against the blond Slytherin. It lasted for a few seconds then they both broke the kiss. Harrys stomach felt like it was about to explode from all the butterflies that flew around in there. He wanted nothing more than to kiss the beautiful blond Slytherin again. But instead he looked him in the eyes and smiled towards him. When he looked in the grey eyes he couldn't determine what it was he saw but there was definitely not any anger or malice in there.
"Have a nice summer." Draco whispered. Harry already knew that Draco had rented an apartment in Diagon Alley to stay in, he had told him so a few nights ago.
"Yeah, Harry snorted, I'll try my best."
"If things get to bad, don't stay there." Draco said hoping that Harry would get the hidden meaning in there.
"I wont" Harry replied knowing that he had just received an invitation of going to Draco if things went to bad at the Dursleys and he didn't want to go to the Weasley's.
"Promise." Draco stated
"Promise"
"Good bye then." Harry then said
"Yeah bye." Unwillingly Harry had turned around to walk back to the castle.
"Harry, here's my address, in case you want anything." Draco said holding a parchment towards Harry.
~*~
The next day Hogwarts had been emptied of students who went home to their families and Harry had returned to the Dursleys for the last time. He suspected that Dumbledore had sent them a letter telling them what Harry had done and they was probably to afraid of what Harry might do to them if they mistreated him so the easiest solution to it was to ignore him completely. Harry was now allowed to do magic outside school but he had not been doing this in front of the Dursleys, he didn't want to upset them or something that may break the silence so he kept a low profile. Harry fingered on Draco's address who lay in his pocket all of the time, not that he needed it because he had it memorised. He had now been walking around the neighbourhood for about two hours completely lost in his thoughts and he decided it was time to go home or what you could call it.
When he saw the driveway he noticed that the car was gone he got a bad feeling. Deciding to be quiet he carefully went towards the front door and before he opened it he pulled out his wand and went in. Immediately he felt the reeking smell of alcohol, probably Vernon's whiskey. He turned around to lock the door and as he did that something or someone hit him square over his shoulders. He fell to the ground and dropped his wand in the process. The same someone who had hit him before turned him around and pulled him to his feet. He then came face to face to a very drunk and very furious Vernon Dursley who seemed to completely have loosened control.
"You FREAK!" He screamed
"It's completely you're fault you little manipulative bastard!" he then continued. Harry managed take a look around and he couldn't find any trace of that either Petunia or Dudley was home. He then felt Vernon's fist connect with his jaw and if Vernon hadn't been holding his shirt in an iron grip he probably had landed against the front door.
"You did some kind o magic on her didn't you? Made her leave me you little shit." He slurred. It was a wonder he could even hit Harrys face as drunk as he was. But he got solid proof of that he could do just that as he felt his huge fist connect with his face again but this time he didn't hold on to his shirt so Harry flew backwards and landed against the door with a slam. As fast as he could he looked around for his wand but he couldn't find it. Then he felt something hit him in his stomach first once then twice. "STAND UP YOUR PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR AN HUMAN!"
Slowly he tried to stand up on all his four but fell again. At this he got another kick in his stomach and then Vernon grabbed him by his collar and dragged him up. Then he kicked him in the groin with his knee and then in his stomach. If he hadn't been holding on to him he would most probably be lying in a puddle on the ground but Vernon Dursley wasn't finished yet. He cupped his jaw with his left hand and then he hit him in his face again with his right fist. After that he took him by his shoulders and threw him against the wall. Harry tried to shield himself but the attempts were futile. Vernon continued to punch and kick Harry and he felt as he was going to die any minute now. He coughed up some blood and could hardly breathe anymore. Then suddenly as a bolt from a clear sky ha knew what to do. Vernon had taken a pause in his beatings and Harry grasped the green drop he had gotten from Draco and concentrated on it. Very soon he felt the energy and strength return to him and as he opened his eyes he suddenly saw his wand, it has rolled under the shoe rack. Quickly he grabbed it and pointed it towards Vernon.
"Stupefy!" He managed to scream and then Vernon Dursley fell to the floor. He felt the energy slowly leave his body and felt that due to his injuries he wouldn't be able to get out of here by himself. As he was about to call Hedwig he hears her hoot and as she lands next to him. He pulls out the address note from his pocket and gave the wrinkly and bloody piece to her.
"Give this to Draco, hurry." He managed before the energy had left him again and he slipped into unconsciousness.
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