AU (Non-magic): When Draco moves into a new town, he expects to be miserable. What he finds is a green-eyed beauty searching for love. Can Draco show the shy boy what it is to be truly loved? It won't be easy, especially with Harry's possessive boyfriend constantly intervening. SLASH, Abuse, Angst.
Thanks to my beta, Aveeno-Baby, for all her talented help! ;-)
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize does not belong to me. I only do this for fun.
CHAPTER 5: Brawling in the Rain-------------------------------
Draco sat on the stiff hospital bed with one arm around Harry's frail shoulders and his feet stretched out in front of him. Harry had finally relaxed enough to tentatively lean his head on Draco's shoulder while Seamus was lying on his stomach near the foot of the bed. His feet were crossed in the air and his head was propped up by his hands.
They were nearing the end of a movie on the tube, which the boys were very engrossed in. Everyone except Draco. He wasn't paying much attention to the movie because he was trying to memorize every thought and feeling that being so close to Harry provoked.
The rain had thickened, creating a heavy mist where it danced on the hot asphalt of the parking lot. The sudden booms of thunder made Harry jump in his arms, but Draco just held on, hoping to send feelings of comfort through his embrace.
The movie ended and Draco cast a look at the clock on one of the white walls. Visiting hours would be over in a littlemore thanan hour.
Seamus and Harry were talking about the movie's ending and Draco just listened to Harry's soft voice. He didn't notice when the green eyed boy pointed a question at him until his name was repeated.
"Draco?" Harry repeated and waited for Draco's nod. "Do you want to come with us for some fresh air?"
Draco glanced out the window, highly confused when he saw rain.
At Draco's puzzled expression, Harry laughed and explained, "There's a little shelter area near the entrance. It's kind of like a patio for the hospital," he got off the bed and put on a hospital robe and slippers over his huge shirt and baggy pajama pants.
Draco slid off the bed as well and asked, "You're allowed to leave the room? Aren't you sick?" he stretched some of his stiff muscles from sitting so long inthe sameposition.
Harry smiled at him. "Yeah, I just have to tell the nurse at the nurse's station. My doctor said I was all healed up and that I can go home tomorrow morning," the emerald eyed boy stated proudly as the three made their way to the nurse's station down the hall.
"Where are you going, Mr. Potter?" the nurse behind the dully colored counter asked. She was rather fit with short brown hair and a strict smile.
"I'm going to get some fresh air with my friends," Harry kindly told her as he leaned on the edge of the counter.
"Alright, but don't stay out too long or you'll catch a cold," she ordered before turning to Draco. "Take care of him or I'll have your head," She tried to keep a smile off her face while she teased him.
"Yes, ma'am," Draco promised with a saluteas Seamus laughed.
In the elevator, Harry leaned heavily onthe wallwhile Seamus hummed a tune to himself.
"What's the matter?" Draco asked Harry in a whisper. He held the smaller boy's hand gently.
"It's nothing," Harry answered. "I'm just a little tired," he smiled up at Draco.
"I can carry you," Draco mischievously replied.
Harry giggled pleasantly. "I'm okay, thanks."
Draco squeezed his hand in reassurance. Outside, the rain created a soft background melody while the wind gently blew the pleasant misty smell through the foggy air. Draco and Seamus sat on the bench while Harry fished for something in his pockets.
"What do you need?" Draco asked curiously.
Still looking through his pockets, Harry replied, "My cigarettes. I just put them in here…"
Draco felt his heart skip a beat and jumped when an unexpectedly loud clap of thunder threw him off his guard. "Y-you…smoke?" he stuttered.
Harry finally found the carton of cigarettes and a small white lighter. He looked down at Draco from where he was standing. "Yeah…is that a problem?" he bit his lip apologetically.
Draco wanted to say yes. That is was a problem. He wanted to lecture Harry on the dangerous diseases smoking caused. But Harry probably knew all that and it wouldn't make him quit anyway. Harry had taken a cigarette out of the little box, but was waiting for Draco's response before he lit it.
"Why do you smoke?" Seamus asked before Draco could answer. Draco looked at Harry expectantly because he wanted to know the answer as well.
Harry bit his lip thoughtfully. "Well…It relaxes me…and keeps me from thinking about things that I…really don't want to," Harry shrugged.
"Smoking is a bad habit," Draco began. "But it's even worse to bottle things up," He tried to look Harry in the eye, but the boy was fidgeting with his cigarette.
A loud bang of thunder made the boys jump andthe misty wind blew through their hair.
Harry looked Draco directly in the eye with defiance. "Would you mind a lot if I had one anyway?" he asked a little hesitantly, breaking his façade of determination.
Draco heaved a large sigh and watched the rain. "Go ahead," he said quietly and waved his hand absently at the cigarette.
As Harry hesitantly lit the cigarette, Seamus patted Draco on the back and said, "Oh, come on, Draco. Old habits are hard to break. I'm sure you have one."
Draco scrunched up his nose and held his chin high. "Of course I don't." Harry's emerald orbs were nearly burning holes through his shirt. Draco glanced at him and saw him smirking before taking a drag on the cigarette.
"Nobody's perfect! Everybody has a bad habit of some sort! Come on, Draco!" Seamus urged. "What is it? Biting your nails?"
Draco proudly showed him his well manicured nails.
"Fall in love too easily?" Seamus tried again.
"No. I take my time. I'm not in love with Harry, as I'm sure he's not in love with me yet. But I know I'm falling," Draco looked at Harry with adoration shining in his blue eyes and watched Harry blush.
Seamus sighed. "Sometimes you make me want to gag, Draco," he made a gagging gestured by sticking his tongue out and pointing down his throat.
"You're just jealous," Harry said and laughed.
Seamus stuck his tongue out at Harry and tried again, "What about drinking? Are you an alcoholic, Draco?" the sandy haired boy gave him a playful smile.
"My father drinks too much," Draco replied giving him a disgusted look. "I refuse to take after him," he crossed his arms over his chest when he heard Harry laugh.
"Drugs? Even tried them?" Seamus questioned.
Draco's heart beat harder against his chest. Why did everyone bring up drugs? It was like they could smell the sweet smell of Maryjane coming from him. But, he didn't want to lie in front of Harry…Still, what if he thought lowly of him? "Once," he admitted quietly.
"Really?" Seamus almost slid off the bench in surprise. "What was it like? Did you like it?" he asked excitedly.
Draco watched the rain fall for a few moments. "I didn't like it at all. I was alone and completely freaked out. I don't think I ever want to put myself through that again."
"You're no fun," Seamus told him, sighing in disappointment. Draco only glared at him, unconcerned. "What about you, Harry? Ever tried drugs?" Seamus asked.
Draco watched as Harry took a long drag on the cigarette and blowing a puff of silvery smoke towards the sky before simply nodding. It looked to Draco as if he were shivering, but whether from the rain or the memory, Draco couldn't tell. He was startled when Harry admitted to his crime.
"You have?" Draco asked. He was surprised by how much he didn't know. He never thought Harry was the type to do drugs.
Harry only nodded again, watching the pouring rain.
"When?" Seamus asked, stunned.
"Usually with Tom," Harry replied quietly.
Draco's mood darkened at the mention of Tom. If that bastard had forced Harry to do things like drugs, Draco would strangle him.
"So you guys partied a lot? There were a lot of rumors about some of the parties I heard you went to. Did you do drugs and drinkoften like people said?" Seamus asked excited at the chance to gossip.
Harry shrugged as the wind ruffled his hair. "Tom…loved to have sex when we were high…or drunk," he stated without much emotion. Kind of like a robot.
Draco was dumbstruck into silence. It sounded as if Tom only cared about getting off when he slept with Harry. He didn't know what to say…Harry didn't deserve that. Draco clenched his fists to keep his anger in check, making little half-moon fingernail marks on the palms of his hands.
Harry finished his cigarette and went to put it out on a nearby trashcan. While he was out of earshot, Seamus nudged Draco's shoulder and pointed to a car parking nearby. Draco watched with a horrified expression, realizing it was Tom.
Without taking his eyes off the black mustang, Draco whispered to Seamus, "Don't let Harry see him."
Seamus nodded and stood up to stretch casually. Draco gracefully stood up as well and walked over to the raven haired boy.
"Lets go inside," Draco told Harry. "It's getting colder and I promised the nurse I would take care of you," he gently rubbed up and down the slim boy's arms to warm him up a little.
Harry blushed and smiled. "Okay."
Draco forced himself to not wrinkle his nose at the fresh tobacco smell wafting off of the emerald eyed boy. He refused to let a simple bad habit effect their relationship.
Draco loosely held Harry's hand as they quickly walked inside the building. He wanted to confront Tom, but he didn't want to alert Harry to the bastard's presence.
"Shoot," Draco pretended to be frustrated. "I left my wallet on the bench," He kissed Harry's cheek. "I'll meet you two in the room, okay?"
Harry flushed from the light kiss and nodded in reassurance. Draco watched them walk towards the elevators before heading back outside. He strode confidently away from the glass doors when he saw Tom Riddle approaching the benches they had just vacated.
"Malfoy," Tom spat furiously. "What the hell are you doing here?" The man asked, stopping a meter away from Draco. The outrage was evident in his eyes and Draco straightened his spine in response.
"Calmed yourself already, Riddle? How many boys did you have to sleep with to do that?" Draco asked insolently, lifting a thin, blond eyebrow.
Tom's face grew an angry red and he cracked his knuckled in warning. "I forbid you to see Harry."
Draco smirked. "You may have controlled Harry in the past, but as of now, Harry's his own person. I should forbid you from seeing him… He is my boyfriend, after all," he kept his defiant stance with a cocky grin in place.
Tom took a threatening step forward. "How dare you," he said in a deadly whisper. "For your own safety, you better wish you're lying. Harry's mine and only mine. He always will be."
Draco took a challenging step forward so that they were almost touching. "He's mine," he whispered back. "I know how to treat him way better than you'll ever wish you could."
"Oh, no," Tom smirked. "I'll always have his virginity. His innocence. Every time you fuck him, he'll always think of me. Remember that," he licked his lips viciously, as if to strengthen his point. It only disgusted Draco even more.
Draco was seething in anger. How dare that bastard talk about his sweet Harry that way. "He'll only think of how awful is was with you," Draco smirked again, trying to get under the bastard's skin.
Tom growled and shoved Draco. Draco caught his balance before he could fall and shoved Tom in return. It was apparently the last straw for Tom because he pounced on Draco. They were on the ground, Tom on top of Draco throwing punches anywhere he could reach. Draco made an effort to push Tom off, but Tom punched his face.
With an even greater effort, Draco flipped them over and landed on top of Tom. They were away from the covered patio and were now being drenched in the rain, but Draco took no notice. Tom was no longer picking a fight with innocent Harry who wouldn't fight back. Draco was able to throw in some decent punches of his own before two ferocious security guards separated them.
Their punishment was that they were banned from stepping foot inside the hospital for a month. Tom tried to argue, but one of the large security guards harshly cut him off. "You're lucky the authorities aren't being called. Now leave before I change my mind," he violently shoved Tom away from him while letting go of his shirt.
Draco's guard did the same thing to him and Draco elegantly caught his balance.
He watched Tom huff and clench his fists. "My father will hear of this!" he shouted before angrily walking back to his expensive car.
"You, too, blondie," the guard told him.
"Can I at least talk to my boyfriend and tell him I'll pick him up tomorrow?I need to give my other visiting friend a ride home as well," Draco pleaded, trying to wipe some of the filth off his clothes.
"Fine, but I'll go with you," one of the large security guards told him, sighing with annoyance.
In the elevator, the bright lights allowed Draco a look at how muddy and sopping wet he was. He looked like a drowned rat, but a handsome one! He knew he would have several bruises and a cut was just clotting under his eye. No wonder Harry usually followed Tom's orders.
At the door, the guard told him to make it quick. Draco knocked lightly before walking in with a sheepish grin. He heard both of the room's occupants gasp at his appearance.
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed. "What happened?" the raven haired boy jumped out of the bed and rushed over to Draco. Harry gently placed a hand on both of Draco's dirty cheeks and emerald worriedly met steel blue.
Draco forced a laugh to lighten the mood. He place his hands over Harry's and rubbed soothing circles over them with his thumbs. "I…er…spoke with Tom."
Harry stepped back as if physically shocked and looked at Draco with surprise. "He did this to you?" His brow wrinkled and his frown deepened.
Draco nodded and Seamus shouted, "I hope you gave him as good as you got!"
Draco chuckled. "I did, don't worry," he remembered seeing a bruise forming on the bastard's eye and a slight limp as he walked away.
"Draco…" Harry whispered and sighed. The poor boy was completely speechless and torn.
"It's okay, Harry. I'll protect you," Draco promised.
Harry looked at him sadly. "I know…it's just…" he trailed off looking to Draco like a heartbroken puppy.
"It's just…you still love Tom," Draco finished for him. He didn't want Harry to still love the bastard and his own heart shattered when he admitted it for Harry.
Harry was so ashamed he couldn't even meet Draco's eyes. He gently lifted the raven haired boy's chin and looked him in the eyes.
"It's okay, really," Draco told him. A loud clap of thunder distracted him for a moment. He turned back to Harry. "It's only been one day since you broke up, Harry," he laughed. "I think it's perfectly understandable that you still have feelings for him. I mean, you were dating for how long?"
Harry blushed and smiled at Draco's comforting words. "Three years," he answered quietly.
Draco was taken aback and dropped his hand from Harry's chin. "Three years?" he choked out, his voice squeaking embarrassingly.
Harry's brows furrowed and he flinched. "Yeah, why?" he asked, confused.
"You were only thirteen?" Seamus asked, surprised.
Harry nodded. "And Tom was eighteen," he continued for Seamus. He seemed to be truly confused as to why they were so surprised. "So?"
"That's so young!" Draco exclaimed. "You must have just gone through puberty," he was disgusted with Tom's inappropriate daring.
Harry blushed, but remained silent, looking out the window.
Draco looked at Seamus and saw the surprise and rage he felt reflecting in the other boy's eyes.
Looking back at the nervous, raven haired boy, Draco said, "That's very illegal. Surely Tom knew better? And your uncle! Didn't he care at all?" he took Harry's hand and gently squeezed it to reassure the boy when he flinched.
Harry looked at him blankly and shrugged. "My uncle was glad to have me out of his way," he began to bite his lip again.
The guard poked his head inside the room. "Hurry it up, the storm's picking up and you might want to go soon," he ordered and went back into the hallway.
Draco nodded at the man and turned back to Harry. "I know you have a lot of memories and feelings still with Tom. I know it will be difficult to move on," he squeezed Harry's hand again. "I just hope you're still willing to make things work with me," he looked deep into Harry's emerald orbs. "Just a chance. Please?"
Harry touched his cheek, then leaned in to quickly kiss his nose. He blushed as he pulled away. "Of course. I really like you…I just need a little time before we dive into a serious relationship."
"I have all the time in the world," Draco smiled brightly and kissed his hand. "I'll take you home tomorrow. What time should I pick you up?"
"I haven't paid the bill yet…" Harry began.
Draco cut him off and smiled, "Don't worry about it. I've got it taken care of," he kissed Harry's cheek.
Harry flushed an even darker shade of pink. "Oh…" he said lamely.
"Yeah," Draco laughed at how awestruck the boy seemed to be.
"Okay," Harry said slowly. "Um…how about nine in the morning? Will you be awake?"
Draco nodded and Harry giggled. "I'll see you at nine, kiddo," he squeezed Harry's hand before letting go. "Come on, Seamus," he called as he walked into the bright hallway.
"Bye, Harry. Take care," he heard Seamus say to Harry as he followed Draco.
"You're too sweet," Seamus told him in the car. "I think I'm going to throw up," he stuck his tongue out at Draco.
Draco only laughed. Sweet was what Harry deserved after a hurricane like Tom.
End CHAPTER 5: Brawling in the Rain-----------------------------
AN:------ I hope you liked it! Please don't forget to review, it's my fuel for writing more! The next chapter might take a little longer getting out, but it will be out soon! I promise!
THANKS TO:----
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Sorry if I forgot anyone!
SPECIAL NOTES:-------
Aveeno-Baby-- My beta! Thanks for all your wonderful help!
Kayla-- Thanks for your review! I'm really glad you gave the story a chance and liked it. I love HP/SS too, but I'm addicted to HP/DM. As for meeting Uncle Vernon…I guess we'll just have to wait and see. ;-)
dragonrider of pern-- No…I can't say I have heard of Rasputina…
marthsgirls-- Thanks for your review! I don't plan on abandoning it unless I get severe writer's block…but that hasn't happened to me! So never fear! I'm glad you like it! You can call Harry anything you want…except vile names ;-)…and I won't ask why you chose 'Fuzzy' ;-)