Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I'd be rolling around in money, screaming, "I'm richer than the queen!" But I'm not. If I was, you'd know. I do however own Silrena, and the Silver Mist, so beware hiss.
Warnings: This will be slash. : )
Dedicated to my lovely reviewers!
Previously: He came through the back streets to get to the twins' shop. He didn't feel like being noticed. Speaking of noticing, what is that next to the trashcan? He walked closer and saw that is was a person covered in a blanket. What on earth? He gently reached for the blanket and pulled it off. "MALFOY?"
"I'd say nice to see you Potter, but it would be too polite." Draco promplty passed out.
Chapter Two
Harry was in a state of shock. Ok, understatement. He was utterly flabbergasted. Malfoy? Living on the streets? Is it physically possible to use those words together like that? After a few minutes of stillness, Harry picked up Draco, and brought him through the back entrance to the shop.
"That you Harry, mate?" George yelled from the upstairs.
"Erm, ya guys! Um, I don't think I'll be able to make it to dinner," Harry proceeded up the stairs.
"Why Harry? Something happen?" Harry reached the top step.
"Ya, I guess you could say that." George's jaw dropped.
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"So you just found him there near the trashcans? Just sitting there?" Fred was still in amazement, and George wasn't doing much better.
"I saw somebody on the roofs of the shops earlier today, I think it might have been him." Harry was slowly figuring things out. "I suppose we should clean him up? You guys can do magic, so you take care of that. I'm going to owl my friend Silrena." Despite the glares he got from the twins, Harry made his way to Bri, their owl, and quickly wrote a note to his friend
Dear Silrena,
My friend is currently in a bad situation. He is in need of some new clothing. I was wondering if he was a client of yours. His name is Draco Malfoy. If you know him, could you please return the owl and get some clothing for him ready? I can be at your shop anytime.
Thanks,
Harry Potter
The bird quickly returned, with a short messge.
Harry,
Yes, I know Draco.You can come immediately to pick up the robes. I will also include some healing potions. If he's with you, he must be desperate. I know of your rivalry. Shame, he's awfully handsome, and you would make a great couple. wink, nudge See you promplty.
Silrena
Harry didn't find the letter funny in the slightest. Draco is in serious shape! How can she be joking around? He couldn't however linger on the fact that Draco was handsome…
As soon as he said goodbye to his friends and warned them not to do anything stupid, he was off to the robe shop. When he arrived, Silrena already had what he needed prepared.
"I have included the robes, potions, and a few other things to help him. He should be fine," Silrena pushed the boxes into Harry's hands.
"Thanks Silrena, I owe you one. And we need to have a serious chat about when joking is appropriate!" Harry hadn't yet forgotten about the note earlier. He quickly left, thanking and hugging her goodbye.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. If only you could see what I see…"Her eyes were clouded with silver mist.
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When Harry arrived back at the shop, he made sure Draco wasn't in worse condition than when he left. Thankfully, the Weasleys had followed his instruction, and Draco had been bathed and healed slightly. Everyone got the blonde dressed quickly, befor reviving him. His eyes opened, fluttering quickly to get used to the light. It wasn't until he realized who was holding him he said something.
"Potter, I am quite alright. I'll just get my things and go." He went to get up but quickly fell back into the brunette's arms.
"I don't think so Draco, you are staying with me tonight. We got you cleaned up, and I took the liberty of buying you some new robes. Here, drink these potions." Draco backed away. "Draco, if I had wanted to poison you, I would have done so while you were sleeping, or killed you in the street." The dragon reluctantly drank the potions, and instantly relaxed. "Now isn't that better?" Draco nodded.
"And when you say we, Potter, who exactly do you mean?" Harry realized the twins had hidden.
"Fred! George! Get your arses over here. NOW!" The boys came hurrying over. "Draco, I expect you to say thankyou to them. Now."
"You actually expect me to express gratitude to the weasels siblings? I think not." Draco attempted to get up again, but fell back into Harry's arms. "Harry, do you think I could get some water? Perhaps I could say thank you if I could speak correctly." Harry rolled his eyes, and dropped the blonde onto the couch. When he returned, Draco was sleeping.
"Ey, Fred, George, mind helping me with him and the stuff? We need to get back to Grimmauld Place." Harry picked up Draco, leaving the redheads to grab their bags. He still didn't trust them with the fragile boy
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. As soon as they arrived at headquarters, Sirius and Remus bombarded him with questions.
"Where have you been?" "We were worried sick!" Voldemort –the twins flinched- could have easily gotten you!" "A note saying you would be back? When?" The questioning stopped, however when they noticed the sleeping boy in Harry's arms.
"What happened to him?" Remus asked, obviously concerned, yet confused. "Where did you find him?" Harry looked up and shrugged.
"I saw him earlier on the roofs. To answer your question, I was in Diagon Alley. I was bored out of my bloody mind! You and Siri are always doing something together, forgetting that I'm in my bedroom, with nothing to do! I have read everybook in this place, perfected everything from my previous school years, and have already mastered seventh year studies! What did you expect me to do? Sit here and watch the paint peel? I found Draco outside Fred and George's shop, we did the best we could, but he obviously needs to be taken care of. Can we please bring the focus from me, to the weak and feeble, gorgeous boy in my arms?" Sirius smirked. "What?" Harry was utterly confused.
"You just called Malfoy gorgeous."Remus was grinning.
"I did not call Draco gorgeous!" But Harry knew he had, and he was questioning himself.
"Lets wake him up, and try to get him to eat something."Sirius was also confused. Harry liked Malfoy? Harry saved Malfoy? What was going on? He was pulled out of his stupor by Harry.
"Oy, Siri, you gonna help or just stand there?" Padfoot shook his head and went to help.
Draco woke up quickly, mostly because he was in fact hungry. "Where am I?" Harry spoke first.
"Draco, you are in my godfather Sirius Black's house." Before Draco could protest in fear, Harry continued. "No, he didn't kill those people, he was framed. It was Peter Pettigrew –Siri twitched- and we don't talk about it. He won't hurt you, and if he does, he'll have me to deal with." Draco's stomach grumbled.
"I believe you. But before we continue the conversation, do you have anything to eat? I haven't eaten a full meal since the beginning of July." Draco looked pained, as if trying not to remember something. Harry looked at his godfathers, telling them silently to not ask why. The blonde was obviously not ready to tell. Instead Remus conjured up a good meal, complete with veggies, meat, and everyother part of the food pyramid. (A/N Remember kids, eating healthy is the way to live! binges on Reese's) Draco ate it all hungrily, and quickly downed a second and third helping. Sirius got him some pumpkin juice, which also was gone quickly.
When Draco had finished his binge, he took some more potions, and put numerous balms onto his cuts and bruises. Harry showed him to his room, and he fell asleep again. The brunette went back downstairs to talk with Remus and Sirius.
"So." Harry started.
"Ya. So." Sirius attempted (and failed) to elaborate. Remus rolled his eyes.
"Harry, do you know how Draco came into this condition?"Harry shook his head.
"Not a clue. I saw him on the roofs at Diagon Alley. I can only assume he didn't want to be seen. He hasn't had a decent meal in a month, so that explains why he is so skinny. His father is in Azkaban, and I don't think that his mother would kick him out. But I don't know why otherwise he would be living on the streets. Something happened, and by the looks of him, he was badly beaten. No idea by who though." Harry furrowed his brow, cotemplating the situation. Who could do this to my Draco?
"I don't think that know is a good time to ask him. Harry, you should talk to him tomorrow morning. Alone. I don't think he is too fond of Siri and I." Remus was also in deep contemplation. Sirius shook them out.
"Harry! Remy!" They looked up. "None of us have eaten, lets bring the conversation into the kitchen hm?"
They agreed and followed him.
"So, Harry, Malfoy is looking quite HANDSOME these days, ey?" Sirius grinned, and Harry flushed.
"Even I appreciate beauty when I see it, Siri. What are you smiling at, Remy?"
"You called him BE-YOU-TEE-FUL!" Harry was getting annoyed now.
"WOULD YOU STOP BEING SO ASININE! DRACO HAS BEEN BEATEN TO A PULP, ROAMING THE STREETS STARVING, AND ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS WHAT I SAID ABOUT THE ANGEL? BLOODY HELL!" Eyes raging, blood boiling, the brunette stormed to his room. Meanwhile, Sirius looked at Remus.
"He called Draco an angel!" The pair both broke into hysterics, before going off to their room to sleep.
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When Draco woke up, he wondered where he was. Slowly, the memories of the past few weeks became clear into his mind. Harry bloody saved me. I'm in HARRY'S house. Harry, has gorgeous Slytherin green eyes… He got up and put on some of the robes that Hary had bought for him, and slowly made his way downstairs.
"Well goodmorning sleepyhead." Harry said, trying to lighten the mood.
"We were making bets on when you would wake up." Remus helped in the attempt.
"Hey, Remy, Harry, you both owe me a Galleon." Sirius' added bit finally got the boy laughing. He sat down at the kitchen table, where another complete meal was set up. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, muffins, hashbrowns, corned beef hash, waffles, cinnamin rolls, among the different syrups, butters, and numerous other toppings. I feel like I'm at the Manor again. Draco quickly pushed the thought from his mind.
"So Draco, how are you feeling?" Harry tried not to look too concerned, and was actually doing a good job.
"I'm okay. A bit sore." He rubbed at his back and shoulders.
"Well we can take care of that." Harry gave him another dose of the healing potions Silrena gave him. "Anything else?"
"Yes, actually, could I take a bathe please? I'd like to soak my muscles." Draco flushed. Draco looks so adorable when he blushes. The pink looks so nice against his pale skin, Harry thought.
"Of course, you can use my bathroom. Remy, pass me the balm?" He cought it. "Follow me." They walked up the stairs and went through Harry's room to his bathroom. "Do you know how everything works?" Draco nodded. "Good. When you're done, put this on your bruises and cuts." Harry handed the blonde the balm. "The soap, bubbles, shampoo, conditioner, gel, etc. it under the sink. Hold on a minute, I'll get you some towels." Draco took a look around the bathroom while Harry got the towels. About the same size as mine is…was. Harry returned with a washcloth, handtowel, and two big fluffy towels. "When you're done, we will be downstairs."Draco nodded.
"Hey, Harry?" The boy stopped, and looked back. "Thanks." Harry just smiled and left.
Draco started the bath, making the water hotter than he could stand. He looked under the sink at all of the bath stuff Harry had. Hmmm…Harry has good taste. I wonder how he tastes. O! He has forget-me-not bath bubbles! He poured some into the running water, and returned to the other cleansers. Chocolate soap, and- what's this? Cinnamon shampoo and conditioner? My my my, Harry has an interesting sense of style. That's probably why all of those girls are all over them. Cinnamon and chocolate…He stripped down, and slowly submerged himself into the water. He daydreamed for a few minutes about Harry's smells, and monthes worth of dirt floated away. He scrubbed himself down with the enticing soap, and washed his hair with the luxurious shampoo and conditioner. The smells combined were delicious. No doubt at all why the girls are all over him…Damn them. They are soooo lucky.
Draco finished his bath, and rubbed the balm onto his injuries. Even his towels are amazing. Draco got dressed, fixed his hair, (no not with gel. His hair looks so nice hanging onto his face…drools lol) and went back to his bedroom. Soon, Harry came up and knocked on his door. "Hey Dray? Can I come in?" Draco got up and opened the door.
"Hi." Draco got a wiff of Harry's smell, and quickly sat down and brought his knees to his chin. "I suppose you want to know what happened then, ey Har?" Harry smiled.
"Ya. As a matter of fact I do."
"Well, it happened shortly after we got home for summer holidays…"
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Hey! I think this chapter is significantly better than the first one. I still need a better title for the story guys! Who ever comes up with one I like gets cookies! Chocolate cinnimon cookies! wink lol. Does anybody think I need a beta? I think I'm okay, but I'll leave it up to you. Fred and Georges owl was named after my good friend (and my whore) Bri (pronounced Bree). Did anyone notice that I didn't let Harry or Draco notice calling eachother by their realnames, and then nicknames? Everybody always makes them freak out, so I decided to be different. : )
I have a question for you guys too. Do you guys like Silrena? And what did you think of the chocolate and cinnamon combo? I thought it suited Harry. He's quite different then other people, and his smell is as well.
And to my lovely reviewers!
Blonde Dragon- Yes, I hate it when ppl do cliffies. But its so much fun! And here's another!
ATadObsessive46- I am very happy you found that bit amusing. I thought it was. Silrena is supposed to talk like that, but that could change. It depends on if you guys like her.
Fifespice- Ya, I love your story! Thanks for returning the favor!
Draco: Harry smells YUMMY!
Harry: I know!
Draco: starts advancing towards Harry
Harry: Draco? What? WAIT! tumble to floor
Me: Awwww! How cute!