she had noticed how pale harry had become even if no-one seemed to notice. and she noticed the blood that she occasionally had washed out of his clothes.
Lily never brought any of this up, but she made her dislike of malfoy plain. she would alow no-one to hurt her son and get away with it. as soon as she caught him at it... She had been maybe a little to free with her son in the past, she could admit that, but now it seemed she had been wrong to give him so much freedom; look at what came out of it.
not only that, that boy seemed to have a strange fixation towards her son. she would find him staring as harry with an odd look in his eyes when he thought no-one else in the room was paying him any attention. (hard not to pay attention in some of the get-ups he wears!) Hunger was the only thing that she could call it. there was also something that she might have called adoration, if only Harry had been found someone else... anyone else other than him! that brought up a new thought; if he was using sex to hurt her son... No, harry wouldn't do that! Her son wasn't even gay...
was he?
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"Mum! dad! We're leaving," Harry yelled down the stairs, while running with draco hot on his heels.
"Where were you two going again, Harry?" James called from the den; Lily bristled at the mere mention of the other boy. he was a constant worry for her; she still didn't know why harry left for such a long time, or what this boy had to do with it and what his ententions exactly where towards Harry.
"Dinner. Ron and Hermione said they wanted to get to know draco better." Harry walked down the stairs to hug his parents good-bye. his mother held on for a long time before she decided to let go.
"You two look good." Harry's father whistled. "I wish i could still wear my leather pants. your mother won't let me," he whispered the last part, causing harry to blush in embarrasment and Lily to elbow him in the side.
indeed, darco had chosen to wear leather, but had softened it with a loose white shirt (AN: makes me think of movie Moon Child...). Harry had simply gone with a simi-dress dark blue shirt and black slacks.
"Why thank you Mr. Potter." Draco bowed deep, before returning to Harry's side.
Lauphing slightly, harry waved good bye and pulled draco by the hand behind him and out the door.
they didn't make it past the door-stop before draco mouth found it's way onto harry's. "i want you so much, Harry," he almost whimpered as he wound his arms tightly around harry's neck.
/Just think,/ he thought to himself, carefull to sheild them from harry, /what would the other vampires do if they saw me like this.../ it wasn't that he really wanted to keep things from Harry, he truly loved him and always would, he simply didn't want harry to leave him if he found out what a responsibility it was to be his mate. he wanted to prolong the coming days as soon as possible.
/I love you, my Arris.../ He refused to move for a moment and Harry tightly held him back. he didn't know why draco sudenly seemed to be upset, but want to help stop whatever was hurting his dragon. harry nearly laughed at himself. it was such an obvious nickname, but very fitting.
/come on, Dragon. We need to need to meet Ron and Hermione before they think I've abbandoned then again./ When draco nodded into his shoulder, still a bit sullen, harry wrapped his arms aound his lover's waist, giving a surprising light kiss to draco's temple.
as Harry and Draco walked down the end of the block, where they we're to meet harr'y friends at rons house, they didn't noticed as the blinds to the house house across the street rattled as somone tryed to hide behind them.
they had been watched.
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"They're heeere!" was the first thing that Harry and Draco heard after harry knock on the door.
Harry was imediatly overrun by twin red-headed boys, who both tackled him to the floor.
"Hiya, harry!"
"Howya doin', Harry!"
"who's this git, Harry!"
Through all of this draco his best not attack these two boys and tear out their throats. he didn't noticed that his hands were balled into fist, so tight that blood had pooled in the palm of his hands, only to drip slowly from his hand to the wooden floor below. nobody had noticed the red pool that was slowly forming at Draco's feet. the only thing that kept him from harming them, the only thought in his mind, was that harry's didn't actually seem to be in pain, just a slight bit hacked off.
"Off! Off!" harry tried to ease his way out from under the boys when he saw the conflict that it was causing his lover.
/are you ok, dragon?/ he asked Draco as soon as he hurried his side.
/...yes.../ draco tried to relax; he still wanted to strangle the boys.
"Guys, could you wait for us in the other room, please." Harry asked the twins. Obviouly curious, they just shrugged and left. Immediatly harry reached for Draco's hand to hold it with his own.
/you're bleeding./ He brought it to his lips to kiss it; he didn't resist a slight lick before releasing it.
Draco looked down and saw that it was true. he quickly shoved both fist into the black jacket he had grabbed before he left.
(Flashback)
"You don't need a jacket, I don't even really feel the cold anymore, so why wear one." Harry asked curiously as they walked.
"Wouldn't you have thought it strange if i didn't. summer will soon be gone and the night are slowly getting colder." His lips kicked up a grin. "Besides i like this jacket."
(end flashback)
/i'm ok, draco. you don't have to worry about them./ harry reasured his mate. Harry quickly went to the hall bathroom; he quickly returned with a dark washcloth. he knelt to clean up the blood, but found himself transfixed with it. he realized when he felt draco's hand brush his hair that he had been running his fingers slowly through the dark fluid that was slowly staining the floor. "Crap!" Harry withdrew his hand and tried to wipe up the mess with the cloth. it didn't work. He started to panick that someone would find the new stain, as it was obvious against the pale wood. he noticed rug laying on the floor only a few feet away. harry grabbed it and replaced it over the mark. His heart was still beating fast, feeling like it was going to come out of his chest, as he returned washclith to the baththroom. he noticed that his fingers were starting to stain as well, but when he tried to wash the blood off nothing happened! the coloring stayed.
dazed Harry returned to living room, calling the twins back as he did. Ron and Hermione came back with them.
Ron noticed that Harry still seemed out of it, but decided not to say anything. He decided that he would be the one to introduce Draco, as it became obvious that no-one else was going to. "Fred, George, this is Harry's new friend draco. He's a quiet and strange... but don't hold that against him!" He tried to smile at his own bad joke, but everyone else remain silent.
the twins both eagerly thrust their hands out to shake with draco, but got dissapointed when the blond boy refused to remove his hands from his pocket and odd silver eyes continued to gazed at them repoachfully.
"Hello." He nodded slightly at them.
"I think we should go now." Herione said quietly. she didn't know how she could tell, but Draco seemed to looking at George and Fred in an odd way. She felt that it would be best to get him out ot the same house as them.
She was suddenly afraid that he was going to kill them.
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