Hey people! Thanks sooo much for all the great reviews! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter out, I'm blaming the lateness on the wonderfulness that is exams…yuk! Bad memories…
Anyway hope you enjoy the chapter, I'll try to get the next one up soon. ;P
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Chapter 2 – "Kinky"
Draco Malfoy awoke in his silk sheeted bed. This in itself wasn't unusual, what was strange was the small body in his arms, and the feeling of aching pain all over. Draco Malfoy did not like to be in pain. What wasn't helping was the squeaky little voice shouting in his ear.
"Master Draco must be waking now. Kinky must get Master Draco ready to leave. Master Draco not safe here. Ohh Kinky be in so much trouble with Mistress... Ohh... Kinky must punish herself. Kinky bad house elf. Master Draco must leave..."
"Alright I'm up you stupid elf, stop your yammering. Get me some pain potions."
Far from calming the elf down, Draco awakening just seemed to make it more nervous.
"Master Malfoy must be going now" squeaked the house elf as she handed Draco some pain and healing potions.
"Kinky has already packed clothes for Master Draco and Master Lucius. Kinky be taking Masters to safe place now."
"Father..." with that word Draco turned to look with horror at the little blonde in his arms who he was Merlin-forbid snuggling with. Oh Shit! They were so dead. But where could they go, as much as Draco hated little children, he couldn't just leave his father at Voldemort's non-existent mercy. And who would take them in! Draco didn't really have any friends; they all worshiped him because of his father, who was now a bloody four year old!
"Oh Merlin... where will I go..."
"Kinky know a place sir. Kinky hear the old house elf Dobby talk of a great wizard, he protect Master Draco and Master Lucius. Harry Potter sir a good wizard. He help masters."
Potter! No bleeding way was he gonna ask that four-eyed freak for help. After all he was a bloody Gryffindor... who wouldn't be able to resist helping a defenceless four year old, even if it was Lucius Malfoy. 'He'd also be able to keep me safe from Voldemort, he's beaten him enough times, you gotta give him credit for that' Draco grudgingly admitted. Maybe staying with Potter wouldn't be so bad, at least if they could remember not to kill each other.
"Very well and how do you suppose I find Potter?"
"Kinky can take Master Draco, Kinky know the way. Master Draco must hurry."
Decision made Draco heaved his still aching self out of the bed, gathered the still sleepy blonde boy in his arms and took the house elf's hands. Just as Kinky was vanishing them away he came to an annoying realisation. 'Merlin! Even my House Elf's love bloody Saint Potter!'