The Letter

The next day was Saturday and Ron Weasely wasn't in the best mood. All day he had kids pointing and laughing. First years for crying out loud, were making fun of him. That was where he drew the line. He found Harry and Draco later and pretty much exploded at them. The two in question were sitting under a tree.

Harry was leaning on the tree and Draco was between his legs, his head on Harry's chest. Harry was sleeping, both arms wrapped around Draco.

"You little rat," Ron screamed walking to them. Harry was awake instantly and standing. Draco was behind him now, trying to stay away from Ron in his obvious rage. "Do you think your little pranks were funny?"

"Actually, yes," Harry replied.

"We'll do you want to know what I find funny. Your sorry excuse for a boyfriend," Ron shot back. "You know his nickname is The Slytherin Slut right because that's what he is, a fucking slut," Harry would have bashed his brains out if Draco wasn't holding him back. "Personally I wouldn't give him the time of day. He's no better than a whore or a prostitute. I'm sure he already is,"

"Let me go Draco," Harry bellowed. He wasn't just going to hurt Ron now. "I want to kill him. LET ME GO," For all the tea in China, Draco refused to let Harry out of the death grip he had on him but slowly that was becoming harder.

"You know what else I find very funny and I'm sure Lucius and Voldermort will too. When I tell them about your lovely little thing you have going on here. Won't that be so, funny," Ron spat. He glared at Harry, then turned and left. A second later and Harry would have had him cause at the second Draco let go. Harry flew forward but Draco was just as quick and tackled him to the ground.

True to his word, Ron told Lucius and Voldermort. A week later Saturday, Harry and Draco were in Harry's room, when a letter was dropped in Draco's lap. Harry stared over him at it.

You have got to be OUT OF YOUR MIND. HARRY POTTER! I specifically banned you from having any feelings at all for that boy, ever. And what do you do. YOU GO AND DATE HIM. I refuse to have you as a member of this family any longer. I don't know you and your not my son. So for all I care you can go live with your boyfriend.

P.S. VOLDERMORT IS MAD. DON'T COME TO ME WHEN HE GOES AFTER YOU.

Draco finished reading the letter and it burst into flames. He dropped it and before he could as much as scream, Harry had him in his arms. He immediately broke down.

"Harry…you know what this means. I don't have a family anymore. I'm homeless. What am I going to do?"

"Draco, I'm here. I'll take care of you. Don't worry. I have enough to support both of us,"

"But…Vol…he's going to…kill me," Draco had his head buried in Harry's chest. "I'm as good as dead," he felt Harry shudder in under him. "Harry,"

"Don't say that please," Harry whispered. "Nothing will happen to your. I couldn't live with myself if anything did. Draco, please just believe me,"

"I…do," Draco assured him. "I'm just scared,"

"Don't be," Harry told him.

The rest of the day, though Harry told him not to be, Draco was scared. Everywhere they went he was convinced Voldermort, Lucius or even Ron, would jump out and kill him. Harry tried to calm him but nothing worked.

When they did see Ron, he was with Seamus. Seamus looked frighten and Ron looked plum happy. He walked by and slapped Draco on the arse. The look he gave him said "What ya gonna do about it"

The week wasn't any better. Ron continued to harsh Draco and Draco didn't tell Harry. Hermione and Blaise saw once but Draco made them swear not to tell Harry. Hermione promised but insisted Draco tell him. That Friday, Ron took it way to far.

It was late at night and everyone in Hogwarts was supposed to be asleep. Harry and Draco were spending the night in Sirius and Remus' room. Draco was dying of hunger but he didn't want to interrupt the conversation the other three men were having. So he had promised Harry if he wasn't back in twenty minutes to come looking for him and then left. He carried a backpack with him and made his way to the kitchen. The house elves were asleep but were very happy to give "Harry Potter's girlfriend" something to eat. After leaving with a bag of food, he was heading back to Sirius' room.

"Isn't it past your bedtime," Draco stopped walking. He started breathing just a bit faster. "Scared Draco," Draco gasped when he felt someone's breath on his neck. "Good, cause you should be," Draco soon found himself gagged and being pulled into a classroom. When he could finally see who the person was, he noticed there were two people in the room; Ron and Lucius.

"Surprised to see me," Lucius smiled. That made Draco even more terrified. Lucius never, ever, smiled. "I thought you'd be happy to see me but it seems not," Draco backed up from the men. Ron grabbed him though and pulled him back. He was now a few inches from Ron and about three feet from his father. Ron glared at him.

"You know you're actually very cute," Ron whispered. "If I didn't love Harry so much, I might consider bedding you. I've heard your very good," Draco tried to get way but Ron's grip was to much.

"You…boy," Lucius addressed Draco. "Stop struggling. It won't do you any good,"

"Remember what were here for," Ron reminded Lucius. Draco was getting more scared by the moment.

"Let me go, please," he begged, eyes darting between Ron and Lucius.

"Don't beg," Lucius glared. "Have you no pride," he seemed to think on that. " Hmm, I guess not," No one was around and Draco was absolutely terrified now and not to mention Ron was inching closer to him.

"Lucius," Ron glared at the man. "I haven't got all day. I'll be missed soon,"

"Fine, fine…Gryffindors," he mumbled the end. "I have to go any ways. I had my fun just seeing your terrified face," he addressed Draco. "Do as you please, I'm gone," Draco watched as Lucius left, no doubt or regret in leaving him with a boy who would wanted nothing more than to kill him.

"Don' worry Malfoy, I won't kill you," Ron sneered. "Hurt you, yes but not kill, just yet," Ron soon pushed the boy against the back wall. "I wasn't kidding when I said you were cute," Ron smiled. Draco whimpered and tried to push him away. Ron grabbed his arms and pinned his wrist to the wall.

That was where Harry wound find him an hour later; beaten, bruised and naked except for a pair of boxers. Someone had put an anti-veela charm on the room. So of course, Harry looking for Draco couldn't smell him.

"I can't even sense him," Harry panicked. He and Snape were searching down by the Kitchen's and Sirius and Remus, the Slytherin dungeons.

"Harry, calm down," Snape pacified the boy. "He's probably just wondering,"

"No, he said twenty minutes and it's was twenty minutes, and HOUR AGO. I can't feel him. He…something's wrong," they slowly approached the room in which Draco was in. Harry flung the door open, expecting to see another empty room but instead screamed.

"SEV," he screeched. Snape ran into the room. He gasped and covered his mouth. Harry rocked on the spot, he looked ready to drop. Snape walked to his godson. He checked his pulse, mumbled Finite Incantatem, just in case, and picked him up. Turning back to Harry, he noticed his eyes were red. No…they were burning red…his eyes were practically on fire.

"Harry," Sev just whispered. He whimpered as the cold heartlessness of Harry's eyes sweep upon. "Harry," he said again.

"Take, Draco to my room," Harry thundered. That's what it sounded like, thunder. The very room shook with fear. Snape scurried out of the room with Draco.

Harry arrived later on. He was calmer now but still looked very mad. He rushed to his bed, were Draco laid and patted down his hair.

"How is he," he asked Snape.

"As well as can be expect," Snape replied vaguely.

"What's that mean," Harry growled.

"I have proof to believe he had the Cruciatus Curse used on him," Harry nearly fell off the bed but caught himself. "He also had various cuts and wounds cut with a non-healing dagger of some sort. I can't use magic. It has to heal on its own," Snape expected Harry to kill something, someone…him. He just sat there and patted Draco's hair. He watched his chest moved up and down as if to make sure he was alive. He didn't say anything for quite a while so Snape stood to leave.

"Sev," Harry called.

"Yes, Harry,"

"You'll never hear this from me again but I really do love you,"

"Harry," Snape turned around, his voice cracking. "Why,"

"You've done so much for me. Something's you really didn't have to. They mean a lot to me," Harry replied, his gaze never left Draco, so he never saw the tears in Snape's eyes.

"I love you to Harry," he whispered. "Love you too," he left then, Harry smiled.

"Everything's going to be alright," he sang. He crawled in to the bed and wrapped him arms loosely around Draco. "Everything going to be alright. Everything's going to…" he trailed of a smile on his face, a song in his heart and Draco in his arms.

A/N: Man don't you just hate Ron. I know i do. Personally he's one of my favorite character but when it comes down to it, he's just the perfect candidate to be evil. Keep on reading though because I know you'll all adore the next chapter.