Thank you very much for the reviews. I hope that this answers some of the questions about Blaise and maybe even make up for the Cliffhanger I left last time. I know that the title probably gives a little bit away but oh well hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter even though I wish I did. Kicks her muse bad Eshien don't listen to that he is just a little messed up in the head. I would never claim to own them.

Chapter 13

Blaise Zambini

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Grim

Draco pondered over the fact that he had not seen Blaise all day. And not only that but the boy had skived a class that would have give him a perfect chance for Potter watching. Blaise never passed up a chance at his favorite hobby. So where was the bloody git? And better yet why did he care? He tried to tell himself that it was because Blaise was his friend. The other blonde was probably the closest thing that he had to a best friend in this house. The rest either feared him because he was a Malfoy. Wanted to get closer to the prestige, power and money he held as a Malfoy or were just to plain dumb to think for them selves. And that was one thing that Blaise was good at, thinking for himself. He had openly admitted his feelings for The-boy-who-lived. Being gay was not a problem with the Slytherins but being infatuated with Potter had been. Blaise really didn't seem to care. He stole any chance he could get to stare at Potter. And had absolutely no qualms about doing it right in front of the other Slytherins. This open attitude and strong will was the reason Blaise was his closet friend. He knew the other young man was not just fallowing him like some lost puppy.

Just then the door opened and in walked the subject of his pondering. "Blaise, where have you been?"

"What does it matter to you Draco?" His friend snapped.

Now this was different. True Blaise thought for himself. But even he was not bold enough to cross the Malfoy heir. "I only asked because you missed class this morning."

Brown eyes burned with anger. "Well excuse me. I didn't know I needed the great Draco Malfoy's permission to change my mind on a class. Now if you don't mind I'm going to bed." That said he stomped towards the sixth year boys dormitory.

Something wasn't quite right here. He fallowed the other Slytherin. But the green curtains were pulled around the others bed by the time he got to the dorm. He'd just have to talk to him tomorrow.

The blonde demon yawned and stretched. He knew he should get up. He needed to talk to Blaise. But when he pulled back the curtains of his four poster he noticed that Blaise was already gone.

"Damn." He cursed. He quickly got ready and headed down to breakfast. The great Hall was a bit empty since it was Sunday and many of the students were still asleep. Blaise was no where to be seen. He glanced to the Gryffindor table. Sure enough the Gryffindor group was already there, with the addition of Lovegood and the older Beazel from Ravenclaw. They all seemed really excited about something.

"Get him Harry." He heard Granger cry out.

"Yeah, cream him." The female weasel cheered.

"Hey." Weasel groaned.

Potter just laughed but kept his eyes focused on something in front of him. Then a smug look spread across his face. "King to E5." Oh so they were playing wizards chess.

The weasel's mouth fell open. "I can't believe it. You beat me."

Poor Weasel, life's a bitch. Now were is Blaise? The other Slytherin didn't show up at all during breakfast.

"Hey guys, I'm going to go talk to Hagrid. I have a question about our homework."

"I swear Harry, your getting as bad as Hermione." Ron groaned.

Kari giggled. "That's where you're wrong Ron."

"Thanks Kari." Hermione thanked her friend for backing her.

"Yeah, Hermione already has it done." Keril added.

The rest of them laughed at this. Even Dean, Seamus and Neville who sat near by laughed.

"See you later Harry." Ginny gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"By Harry." Ailis waved shyly.

"See you later."

Across the room a pair of Silver eyes also noticed him leave. He let his eyes fallow the other boy out of the room. They continued as he turned towards the main entrance and Hagrid's hut. He was about to look away when he noticed a shadowy figure fallowing the Gryffindor. Wait a minute did he just see blonde hair? Could that have been Blaise? And why was he fallowing Potter? Draco's stomach started to churn. His demon instincts were screaming at him to fallow his Charge. And this time he listened. Something was not right here and he had a really bad feeling about this.

At the same table a certain violet eyed woman noticed his departure. She also recognized the look on his face. "It's about time." Sandhyra whispered.

Harry made his way quickly to Hagrid's hut. In all actuality he really didn't need to as Hagrid about his Homework. Their last class had been on Dwixle Birds. Which weren't birds at all but small dragons with bird like wings they seemed harmless enough. This was rather odd for Hagrid who seemed to have an affinity for dangerous animals. There had been Nordbert and Fluffy from first year and of course Buckbeak during third. But Harry didn't really see Buckbeak as that dangerous. He was just like a big Parrot who liked to be fed and scratched. Then again that was a large Parrot that could kill you if you didn't respect it. Malfoy could attest to that. But the Dwixle Birds were actually pretty small only about twelve inches. They seemed blissfully happy to flutter around tethered by their small golden leashes. That was of course until Neville tried to pet his and it bit him. The bite wasn't really that bad. Their teeth were very pointy, but not really big enough to do much damage. No it was the poison of the Dwixle that was dangerous. Neville's hand had blown up like a balloon and turned purple. Hagrid had to rush him to the Hospital wing and class was dismissed. The Homework had been to write a one foot parchment on the Dwixle Bird poison and how it reacts to the body. Also it's functional use in the wizarding world. It had actually been a quite easy parchment to write. And as Ron said he was starting to be more and more like Hermione. He had surprised even himself by getting it done already.

No he wasn't going to talk with Hagrid about the homework. He wanted to ask the half giant some questions about his snake Arossadra. She seemed as if she was happy but he hadn't found much about Black Diamond Vipers in the library. And Hagrid knew more about dangerous creatures than anyone he knew. The only other person he could possibly ask was the new DaDa instructor Professor Dale. Sure he seemed like a nice enough person. But it probably wasn't such a good idea to mention that that you had an animal that was associated to the dark arts to an unknown Professor. No, Hagrid would be the best choice for now. He only wished he had brought Aro with him. She had caught a particularly large rat last night and was contently sleeping and digesting in the home he had made for her. He only hoped that the rat had not been someone's pet. He had quick flashes back to third year.

"Potter." Some one called.

"What the?" He started to turn.

"Locomotor Mortis."

He felt the spell hit him before he had a chance to block it. There was the familiar sensation of all possible movement in his legs ceasing. And the unwelcome feeling of being thrown off balance, then he hit the floor. What the hell was going on here? Who would cast the leg locker curse on him?

"There can't have you running away now can we?"

He recognized that voice. "Zambini? What in Merlin's name do you think your doing?"

The Slytherin hooked his hands under the smaller boy's arms and pulled him down an empty hall. "Nothing you need to worry your pretty head over Harry." Her turned the Gryffindor over, and lifted Harry's hands over his head. He muttered a spell and ropes extruded from his wand efficiently binding the slender wrists.

"What the hell?" Harry pulled on the binds, but couldn't get them to release. It seemed that the blonde had attached them to the base of a statue. "Zambini, let me go."

The other boy didn't even acknowledge the demand. Instead he straddled Harry's hips. Pointing his wand at the smaller boy's legs. "Finite Incantatum." And the leg locker curse was removed.

Instantly he started to wriggle and squirm trying to get out form underneath Zambini. But he was no match for the much taller and very muscular Slytherin. "Zambini you bastard get off me and remove these ropes now."

"Such pleasantries Harry." He ran a finger down an exposed arm causing it to twitch. "Why not just calm down. I promise you'll enjoy this." His voice became husky.

"I'll enjoy what?" He choked when he realized the look on the other ones face. "Holy shit. No you can't do this." His wiggling became even more persistent He knew he had to get away because there was no if ands or buts what Zambini had in mind. He was going to rape him. "Please Zambini don't do this mmmhh." His plea was cut off by the blonde bring his lips down on his, and after much fighting Zambini shoved his tongue past Harry's lips and into his mouth. Pure fear now gripped the Gryffindor. His magic started to react to his fear causing power to course through his body. But it wasn't enough to remove the blonde. But the surge of magic caused him to sense something coming from Blaise. The signs of a spell seeped from the young man. And it was a spell he recognized, the Imperious.

"Oh, you don't know how long I wanted this." Blaise groaned as he released the others lips.

"Zambini, please, don't do this. You're under the Imperious. You can fight this."

"You're wrong Harry. I've wanted you for so long." He placed soft kisses down the Gryffindor's cheeks nipping lightly as he came to his neck.

"But, but you don't want to force your self on me." Harry gasped as adept fingers started to undo the buttons of his dark blue shirt.

"I just want to show you how much I love you." Blaise groaned as the first bit of chest was revealed to him. He brought his lips to Harry's color bone. The smaller boy yelped as he bit down on the sensitive area.

"This is not how you show some one you love them!" Harry cried.

"BLAISE!" A shocked voice called.

Harry's tear filled emerald eyes glanced over the blonde's shoulder to see Draco Malfoy. Oh, why did it have to be him? Now he was done for. Malfoy would probably just stand there and laugh as he was totally humiliated.

"Oh, Draco." Blaise gasped. "Harry and I were just having a little bit of a romantic moment."

"A romantic moment is that what you call this? It looks more like you're trying to take advantage of him." Draco moved closer.

"Stay back." The other Slytherin latched his arms around the smaller boy. "He's mine and I will do what ever I want."

Harry was shocked when he saw Draco's eyes start to glow red.

Draco's demon blood started to surge. His fellow house mate was threatening his Charge. And Draco realized that he couldn't fight it any more. He knew that no matter how much he hated it there was not way around it. It was deep inside him to protect Potter. He would not let anyone harm his charge, violently or otherwise. "Get off him Blaise." He growled.

"And what do you think you can do about it." Blaise raised his wand and pointed it at his friend.

"Don't push me Zambini." His fangs started to grow and he could feel his claws appear.

"You don't even have a wand." The other Slytherin sneered.

"Malfoy, don't, it's not his fault he's under the imperious."

The buzz in Draco's ears was almost deafening. But the voice of his charge was able to break through. The Imperious curse?

Then Harry did something he didn't believe he could. "Blaise, Blaise, look at me Blaise." The pissed off boy turned to the bound Gryffindor. "Kiss me Blaise please. I want to feel your lips on mine again." Harry hoped he sounded seductive. Because he didn't feel seductive his body was shacking with fear. He watched as Blaise's face softened and he lowered his wand coming towards him. "Now!" Harry cried.

Draco pulled out his wand, pointing it at his friend he called out "Finite Incantatum!" The spell hit Blaise straight in the back knocking the blond forward onto the smaller boy. A few tense moments passed before Blaise started to move again.

"What, where am I?" His brown eyes opened to come face to face with bright emerald. "Oh Merlin, Harry." He pushed himself up and away from the other boy.

Harry quickly pushed him self up and away from both Slytherins. He moved closer to the statue he was bound to.

"Who did this to you Harry?" Blaise asked shakily. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

The raven haired boy started at him fear in his large green eyes.

"Oh gods, I did, didn't I? I know it was. Something in my head kept telling me to take Harry. I tried to fight it. But I couldn't." Blaise was shaking now.

Harry felt sympathy for the blond. "It wasn't your fault Blaise. You were under the Imperious curse. You couldn't control it."

"I know, I know. But it still doesn't change that fact that I almost raped you." His brown eyes took in the disheveled look of the small boy. "Oh Harry I'm so sorry." He stepped towards him.

Draco roared and jumped in between Harry and Blaise. His Protego Demon instincts told him to keep this guy away from his charge. His lips were pulled back to reveal his fangs. His shoulders were hunched and legs bent ready to pounce if he needed to.

"Malfoy what are you doing?" Harry was confused.

For now Draco ignored his charge and kept himself focused on his fellow house mate. "Back off." he hissed.

"But Draco." Blaise tried to move forward taking out his wand.

Draco's red eyes focused on the wand. And some where in his fogged mind it registered that this was a weapon that could be used against his Charge. "No." He growled and launched himself at Blaise.

"NO!!!" Harry cried.

The Protego Demon stopped suddenly just before he hit his friend and his red eyes focused on his Charge.

Harry wasn't sure why, but it seemed that Draco listened to him. "Leave him be Draco. Don't hurt him." He focused on Blaise. "Just leave, I'll get out of this by myself."

"But?"

"Just go. I don't think I can stop him next time and he will kill you."

Blaise eyed the Gryffindor and then the Slytherin. He nodded and ran away.

Draco growled and readied to run after the person who had hurt his charge.

"Draco no, leave him."

The blonde was seething as he turned his eyes on his charge. But with Blaise gone his Demon blood was starting to calm down now and the silver blue was returning to his eyes. The claws retreated and his teeth were returned to normal.. "Potter." He growled. But it wasn't in anger. He pointed his want and Harry's bound wrists. "Diffindo." The ropes were severed.

Harry rubbed his wrist. "What the heck was that all about Malfoy? Why did you protect me?"

"Believe me Potter, It's not like I want to do this. I really have no choice. I've tried to fight it since last summer. But I can't any more."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm a Protego Demon Potter. Do you even know what that is?"

The Gryffindor shook his head.

"I don't have time to explain the whole thing to you now. But basically it's a breed of demon that is part Veela. Like a Veela they choose one person to bind themselves to. But it's not as a mate, but as a protector. It's someone that they are physically stronger than, even if the person is magically stronger. This person is their charge and they will protect them with their life if need be."

"You mean, that I'm your Charge?"

"Yes Potter. Don't let it go to your head. I have no control over it. It's not like I chose to protect you my demon blood did. I was almost certain this summer but I knew for certain on the train. I tried to deny it, but it was a loosing battle."

"Wait, no." Harry jumped to his feet.

"What do you mean Potter?"

"I don't want this. I don't need you to protect me. I'm perfectly fine on my own."

The blond sneered his hands on his hips. "Could have fooled me you didn't look like you could hold your own against Blaise."

"He snuck up on me and bound my wrist." But he knew that Malfoy was right. He couldn't even push the Slytherin off him with all his strength. "But protection from you is the last thing I want."

"Well it's not like I want this either Potter. But there's nothing that either you or I can do about it."

"NO!!" The Gryffindor cried. His magic had still not calmed down from the attempted rape. "No."

Draco groaned. This was not going well. He needed to do something. Suddenly his instincts kicked in again. He grabbed the Gryffindor and crushed his lips to the others.

Harry's green eyes popped open. What was going on here? What did Malfoy think he was doing? Didn't he say that he had to protect him? Then why was he kissing him?

Draco's stomach turned. This was the last thing he wanted. For one it was a boy, two it was Potter, and three this boy was just almost raped. He felt a warm sensation as some magic poured from him and into Potter and somewhere in him he knew the bond was completed. He pulled himself away from Harry pushing himself away. "Yuck, gross." He whipped at his mouth.

Harry glared at him. "What are you talking about? You're the one that kissed me." Now his magic was really starting to get out of control.

"It's not like I wanted to. The bloody instincts made me. I guess it sealed the bond."

"Sealed the bond you prick, you too..." He gasped a particularly strong power surge bringing him to his knees.

"Potter, are you alright?" Draco didn't know why he cared, but he did.

"No, I'm not alright." He shook as he felt another surge.

Draco was shocked to feel the walls around them begin to vibrate.

"Oh Gods, I need to get out of here." With strength He didn't know he had Harry launched himself to his feet and sprinted for the front door.

"Where do you think your going Potter?" Draco called as he chased after him. He caught the Raven haired seeker right in front of the sundial at the end of the wooden bridge. He could feel the younger boy shake and the energy flowing through him. He had never felt so much raw magical energy before. Just how powerful was Potter?

"Let me go Malfoy. I have to get away from here." He pulled himself free from Draco and raced off towards the Forbidden Forest.

"Potter, you can't go in there you'll be killed." Again Draco chased after his charge. But it wasn't long before he lost the smaller boy in all the under growth. He stopped, searching with his demon senses. The bond between them was now complete, he should be able to use that to find Potter. But he didn't get a chance before he heard an excruciating cry and a powerful burst of energy knocked him off his feet. "What in the bloody Hell?" That was Potter it had to have been. Getting to his feet he raced into the forest. The only thought on his mind was to find his Charge. He was in danger in this forest and could be harmed if he didn't get to him in time. He could sense him now. He wasn't far ahead. Plunging forward he broke through some remaining brush and came to a complete stop. "Shit." He hissed. Around him was just pure destruction. It had to have been a circle about ten feet in radius. The trees around the edges were flattened to the ground. But as you got closer to the center there was nothing left that could be recognized as trees. And lying right in the middle of the whole thing was the crumpled form of Harry Potter. "Potter." He called running to his charges side. He bought his ear down near the boy's mouth. He was still breathing just unconscious. He wasn't surprised with the amount of power he just extruded. He was about to pick up the boy when he heard hoof beats behind him.

"Infidels invading are forest bringing destruction."

He turned to see a small heard of Centaurs at the edge of the circle. This was not good. Centaurs were haughty creatures and figured that any attack on their forest was a personal attack on them. Even if that attack couldn't be helped. He knew his Charge was in danger. He could feel his demon attributes start to appear again.

The leader stepped forward to address him. He was large with a shiny brown back end and a long grey beard. "Boy, move away and leave you are not of interest. It is the midnight haired one that has wrought this destruction. We must deal with him."

Draco crouched ready to attack. "You will do no such thing." He growled. "I won't allow it."

The Centaur laughed. "You really think you can stop us. A human and a child no less?

"Human, who said anything about being human?" The demon sneered. He pulled back his lips and hissed through his fangs. Claws ready to strike he spread his wings blocking the Gryffindor from view. "I am a Protego Demon you fools. And I will not let you any where near my Charge." He growled and launched himself at the Centuars. They fought back, but except for the front one all the others were cowards when faced with a creature they didn't recognized. After only a little while the younger ones had fled leaving only the old leader to face the Demon. "It seems they have abandoned you."

The old Centaur gasped and backed away favoring its right back leg where there was a large gash. "You have won this time child." And he fled.

He breathed heard trying to catch his breath. He had not been expecting that. He needed to learn to keep himself under better control so that he would be able to use some sort of weapon or even his magic. His thoughts were interrupted bye the snapping of a twig. Whirling around he noticed a large black dog enter the circle. Could this be a grim? He growled reading himself for an attack. But the dog only started at him. Somehow it broke through his instincts that this animal meant no harm towards his Charge. He cocked his head and looked at the animal curiously with his red eyes. "Who are you?"

The dog strode forward right up to the prone figure of Harry. It growled slightly at Draco, but then turned its attention to the smaller boy. Whining it nudged Harry's cheek with its wet nose, and then licked it.

Slowly those intense emerald green eyes opened. "Huh, where?" His gaze focused on the large dog above him. That now seemed to be grinning. Could dogs grin? Shocked he rubbed at his eyes. He knew his vision was bad with out his glasses which he seemed to have lost. But there was no way they were that bad. Maybe he was dead, this couldn't be. "Sirius?" He gasped.

The dog nuzzled him again and slowly it changed from the large black dog to a tall dark haired man about thirty six years old. "Hey there Harry." His Godfather smiled down at him gathering him in his arms.

"Wait, but how, you're..." The boy's mind was working over time. He was already physically and magically exhausted because of what just happened. And now this he couldn't figure it out.

Sirius laughed. "Yes Harry, I know I'm supposed to be dead. And I'll explain it all to you later. But right now we need to get you back to Hogwarts." He picked him up cradling his Godson close to his chest.

"But they'll find you. You'll be sent back to Azkaban." He didn't want to loose Sirius again.

"Again I'll explain it later. Sleep now." He smoothed back the raven hair trying to calm the boy.

Heavy lids started to fall over emerald eyes. But the boy fought, afraid his godfather would be gone when he woke up.

"Don't worry Harry, I won't leave. I'll be here the entire time. I'll be there when you wake up." He began the long walk back to the castle. He held the now sleeping child in his arms and a very confused demon fallowing closely behind.

Just as they exited the forest Draco turned with his wand out stretched. "Accio Harry's glasses." Not long after he cast the spell the blacked rimmed glasses landed in his open hand. He cringed when he saw them. They were mangled. The left lens was missing and one temple was bent in three different places. He wasn't sure if even the occulus reparo spell could fix these. That would be something they would worry about later after Potter had woken up. For now he raced after his Charge and the man that was supposed to be dead.