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New chapter everybody. I do love being able to use the computer as late as I like when nobody's home but me. It's ever so much fun. So here's chapter 4, enjoy reading it folks as much as I enjoy writing it.

The Other Way

I was on call that night. It was rotated every two days, seeing as there were only three of us qualified to deal with any problems that might come up. Basically what that meant was that if there was ever a disturbance in the unit the one on call would be alerted and we had to get in and sort it out. It didn't happen often. We got maybe one disturbance a week. That was usually it.

So I really wasn't expecting to get called in, though I found myself wanting to go and check on Malfoy more than once, but I restrained myself. I really didn't under stand why I had the sudden urge. No… that was a lie. I did. I was guilty. I mean, it had been going on for four years, and I had never noticed. I had never asked after Malfoy, just been glad he was out of Harry's life. I had never noticed that Harry had stopped dating after that. That he always made excuses for us not to go upstairs.

Now that I actually thought back on it, there were things I should have noticed and looked into. But I hadn't. And now the most egotistical self absorbed prick I had ever met was terrified if I looked at him sideways. Yeah. I was guilty.

I sighed and poured myself out some more tea, taking it into my living room and sinking onto the sofa. Seeing Malfoy had brought it all back about Ginny, I wasn't sure why, there were other's I had worked with who had gone through something painfully similar, but it was Malfoy… or more importantly, his eyes that brought it all back. The fact that someone o knew, granted we had never gotten along, but I hadn't been able to stop that look creeping into his eyes. That lifeless look. I closed my eyes, hoping to push the thoughts away but they whirled in my head.

The day she had gone missing from school-how had they managed to get her out of Hogwarts, the damn place was supposed to be protected! Hearing nothing about her. Bill had become obsessed with finding her; he had always taken his older brother duties very seriously. He looked into everything. If it hadn't been for his notes we would never have found her. He had stayed alive just long enough to see her one last time. She never spoke of what happened. She barely spoke at all. But we all knew what had happened. She had been taken by a deatheater, and forced to marry him-of all things. She had been missing for such a long time, almost a year. When she came back to us she was pregnant, with that bastard's child.

She obsessed over that baby, until the day she killed it and herself. But it's always her eyes I will remember, lifeless, like she knew she had nothing to live for. They had haunted me since then, lifeless green eyes that had once held so much warmth and love. In my mind her green eyes were suddenly replaced by grey ones, that I remembered had always flashed with something, not warmth, passion. Malfoy had always been a passionate person, especially when he picked on us. And that terrified gaze wasn't him, and I didn't like that it wasn't him.

I rolled my head back, opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling. What was I going to do?

Suddenly the alarm went off in the apartment, a blazing green and yellow. Unauthorised person in the unit. I was on my feet and to the fireplace in seconds and flooing to the unit. Sometimes (it had only happened twice to my knowledge) the abuser would try to get one of our patients back. It disrupted the whole unit. It sent some back into reclusion again and we had to bring them back out. I hated when that happened. The other two had been lucky I hadn't been the one to deal with them.

I reached the unit and glanced around, and with a sudden sickening jolt I knew who was here. The others were safe from harm. One wasn't. Because Harry hadn't been called in yet. I sprinted down to room fourteen, the door was open. I paused for a second at the door.

Harry had a firm grip on Malfoy's arm and had dragged him off the bed. Malfoy was on the floor, his arm twisted painfully as Harry pulled him forward. Harry saw me. "Hello Ron. I've come to get what's mine. Now would you kindly step aside." He smiled pleasantly.

I glared at him. "Let him go Harry." I ordered.

Harry laughed. "I don't have to Ron, he's mine, I can do what I want with him."

I pulled my wand out. "Let him go Harry."

He smiled at me, a knowing smile. He was a faster caster than I was. He could curse me every which way to Sunday before I could get one spell cast. He waved his hand airily and began muttering something.

I vaguely recognised the words, a transportation spell. If I didn't separate Malfoy from him quickly they would both be gone. I raised my wand and muttered my own spell and cast it on where Harry's hand held Malfoy and released it quickly. Harry pulled his hand away with a sudden growl, but the spell was finished, and he vanished. Leaving Malfoy to scramble back, cradling his arm. Staring at me through his hair.

I went to him quickly, ignoring his cringing. "Come on Draco, we have to get out of this room. In case he comes back. I need to call Ruth." I held out a hand.

He looked at it, then up to me, but he reached up tentively and grasped it. I pulled him up.

I left the room, feeling him following me. I hit the buttons that would set the alarms going in Ruth and Gerard's houses going. I looked around warily, half expecting Harry to turn up again. Surprisingly no one else was up, and I was glad all the room were soundproofed. Malfoy stood by the desk, still cradling his arm. I was just about to check it when Ruth suddenly came rushing in.

"What's the emergency?" she asked in a rush.

I nodded to Malfoy. "Harry came here to try and take him back." I told her quietly.

She looked thunderous. She spun as the doors opened again and Gerard stumbled in. "Gerard!" she snapped. "Get in touch with Judith; tell her she's to pick up Harry Potter as soon as possible."

Gerard nodded and turned and left to contact Judith. Judith was one the two Auror's who worked with our unit, the other was Colin Creevy, he had grown a lot from we were in school, and he did a good job.

Ruth turned to me. "Ronald. I think you should take Mr. Malfoy home with you tonight, until we can arrange better accommodation. Just in case Mr. Potter decides to return. I'll stay here and make sure everything's ok. Well, go on!" she snapped when I didn't move.

I was too shocked to move. She wanted me to take Malfoy home? I glanced at him, he was watching me. Finally I sighed and gave up trying to think of excuses not to. "Ok Ruth. Call me if anything happens."

"I will, now go." She turned to Malfoy. "Mr. Malfoy, Ronald will take good care of you. And you will be staying in his care for only a short time. For your own protection."

Malfoy never took his eyes off me. Finally he nodded his understanding.

"Come on then. The fireplace is this way." I said. Turning and heading for the nearest fireplace. Malfoy following. I just knew this whole thing was going to get worse before it got better. And how was I supposed to look after Malfoy, Merlin only knew how long it would take Judith and Colin to find Harry if he didn't want to be found. I glanced back at him, meeting his grey eyes again, and I remembered Ginny.

I had to do this. For her.

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