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Rating: M (for later chapters…an evil laugh occupies this space)
Paring (s): Harry P. X Draco M.
Draco stands slightly nervous in the frame of the Dursley's living room where Harry currently sits reading the newest installment of today's darkest creatures with little interest . "Harry when I found you singing who what I mean is" The dark haired teenager turns his gaze from his book to the blonde boy in his door way "That's my business not yours…" Draco steps forward "Were friends now and I just wanted…" Harry closes up his book and walks over to the blonde. "Your actually my best friend…" Draco blushes "You've told me…" Harry strokes the snake that currently resides on his shoulder. "Well is there any thing else dear?" this little suffix came along about a day or so when Harry was treating Draco just as he would probably his wife not along the lines of physical contact (Sob) but rather like…
Flash back
"Draco! Make me dinner!" Harry complains while hanging half way up side down on the couch while loafing around for no apparent reason. Draco glares angrily at Harry "Who do I think I am your wife?" Harry fakes a downed puppy look and smiles "Yes Dear!"
End flash back
Draco blushes "Nothing…" Harry drapes an arm over Draco's shoulders "C'mon you know better than that say it!" Draco blushes and pushes Harry away "Why would I!" Harry smiles devilishly "Other wise I'm not taking you any where…" Harry had promised to take Draco to Diagon ally for the day so they could shop together. "Whatever you say…honey…." Harry grins and wraps an arm around Draco's thin waist. He plants a kiss on Draco's fore head "Wha!" Draco pushes Harry off him and turns towards him fire in his silver eyes "What was that?" Harry walks into the kitchen ignoring Draco. "I asked you a question Potter!" Harry turns back to Draco "Shut up right now!" the rest of Harry's sentence is cut off by a sharp blow to the back of his head "Harry!" Draco shouts as he's grabbed around the waist and lifted into the air. "The new Dark Lord wishes for the head of the last and only Malfoy…" Draco stops struggling 'They found them…' Draco looks up and his gaze is meted by a hard hit to the side of his head 'Harry pleases be okay…'
: You must wake now your friend is in danger…: Harry opens his eyes only to have a black boot step on the back of his head :Fool you have the blood of a devil in you and still you are weak…: Harry stands and looks into the yellow eyes of his once pet snake who now stands in his true form "I don't want to hear about it Dark just let me go find him…" A hand on his shoulder stops him "The only way to find him is if you go into your true form…." Harry turns and shoves the figure "I know…" his body begins to morph and change shape. The man disappears leaving only a black snake. 'Draco please don't ….'
"Harry…." Draco struggles slightly but to no avail his arms are tied above his head by iron clad cuffs his head rests against the withered black stone wall he seems to be trapped in some kind of dungeon. He remembers being stripped of his shirt and then strange men examined the marks on his back and for arms. He looks around and sees several vases filled with some sort of strange liquid, a chalk insignia is encircled around him. Two men in dark cloaks step into the room. "This boy has the marks just as you predicted master…" The other man smiles his bright white fangs glinting in the pale light "Drink the blood of a unicorn and evade death and cure all illness…Drink the blood of a Phoenix and Return from the ashes once you die.. But the most powerful of all is the blood of an angel drink and never grow old never become ill never die…" The man steps into the insignia and several of the glass vials catch fire and a few explode sending a shard cutting the side of Draco's face. The man roughly grabs Draco's chin and turns his face so that the scared cheek is facing him. "Such a pretty face no wonder you were borne with wings…" Draco opens his eyes 'Wings?…' A third figure rushes into the room "My lord a demon! It has wiped out our men quickly we must evacuate-!" A large hand with black claws grabs he frantic man's skull from behind crushing it in a flex of this single hand then he slowly steps into the room. Once the man had entered the room Draco had been released from the mans grip and now has a full view of the being that has so violently made him self known. The figure stands possibly taller than seven feet large black leather black wings appear on his back two black horns grow from his temples his shirt is tight against his chest curving upwards showing his abs his pants are black ad baggy but are cut up most likely from deflected spells on each hand are five black claws his hair is long flowing down to his waist on his face are two black stripes on the left side of his face. The remainder of the candles explode cutting Draco's exposed torso. The creature steps forward and slams the man closest to him into a wall a sickening crack is herd as his head collides with the dungeon spilling his blood all over the wall. The creature then turns his green eyes on the man standing next to Draco "You will never lay a hand on Him again…" Draco blacks out as the Devil launches forward 'Green…the same green eyes as him…..'
'Such beautiful wings….' a tall woman with golden hair beams a man with dark hair steps forward spreading his black wings 'Wings of an angel borne to the kingdom of devils….'
The dark haired man lifts a small blonde haired child with white wings who stairs at him with beautiful silver eyes he hands him to a servant girl 'take care of our fair prince….'
Draco opens his eyes looking into the bright light of the moon "Our fair prince awakens…" Draco leaps up at the sound of another person so near to him he looks over the figure sitting to his left gazing at him with bright green eyes. Draco looks around him to see he's standing on a roof top "Where am I…." The creature stands spreading it's wings so far that they seem to cover the sky it self. "You are where you have always been my fair prince…." Draco turns to the figure 'So much alike and yet….' "Who are you? What are you! And why do you keep calling me that!" The figure turns his cold green eyes on Draco. "I call you what you are a prince among Devils and that is what I am…" Draco takes a step forward drawn into the green eyes with such a likeness to his best friend. "You still haven't told me who you are…." The figure quickly moves warping a powerful arm around Draco's waist and cupping a hand on the smaller boy's cheek Draco closes his eyes as the dark wings surround him and the Devil man as his face comes barely an inch from his own he speaks into the boys lips before capturing them and leaving him breathless on the Dursley's back porch "I am a friend…." Draco quickly snaps out of his trance and runs into the kitchen to find Harry sitting on the floor rubbing the bleeding part of his skull. He looks up at Draco "I thought you were…." He's cut off as Draco pull shim into a deep embrace practically knocking him over. Draco hugs Harry tighter and buries his face into his neck "I could have sworn you were dead…." Harry wraps his arms around Draco's waist giving him permission to sob into his shoulder for as long as he wishes.
"The reason that I'm here..I don't really know my self …" Harry picks up Draco and begins carrying the sobbing boy into his room, and laying him on the bed. "You seem tired I'll let you…" Draco grabs Harry's wrist pulling him into the bed next to him. Draco buries his face into Harry's muscular chest "They killed my family they said I was the last one I'm all alone now…….." Harry pulls Draco closer and into his arms. "Your not alone you've got me remember I promise I won't leave you. Draco I promise…."
"Miaa! Such a corny little ending but as you can see Harry and Draco are growing closer to each other throught the death of Malfoy's family but are they really dead? And what about that devil man is it Harry or some one else? OOOO! I am so glad that I don't have writer's block today!" begins typing furiously
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