Is it okay to love, too? In the shaking night It's good as it is More Deeper As those almost maddening lips I've gotten used to melt together I am...Your...Vanilla -Gackt hr
"If you can bring yourself to quit pawing my each other, it's time for breakfast!" Lily called down ahead, hoping that by anouncing herself, they would spare her eyes. She had heard all the commotion during the night, enough to know that they had ended up downstairs, however she was wholey mistaken as to why. Lily was surprised when she came downstairs, to see draco simply sitting on the couch in the dark. alone.
Oddly enough he seemed... distress. she could she it in his shoulders, as he sat hunched over. "How long have you been sitting here." Lily questioned. She still wasn't as easy around as James, but adressing him wasn't the chore it used to be. He seemed to be shaping up into someone... decent. However, this was one of the few times she encountered him alone. It was always during these times that it hit her how different he was; he seemed to try to blend in when Harry was around, but on the few moments they were seperated, it was obvious that Draco was different from her or James. Actully, Harry was begining to remind her of him; her son was changing and she could only hope it was for the better.
The black t-shirt that Draco wore just seemed to make his skin seem all the more pale, and even more than usual, tonight, that Lily could see in the dark room. At times like this he actually seemed strangely... older?
/What happened? Where's Harry/ She moved to reach past the silent boy to open the blinds- /Why is it so dark/
"Please don't." She heard Draco's quiet voice behind her. Lily glanced down; he hadn't moved. /Maybe I'm hearing things.../
Cautiously, she continued to reach.
"No!" She felt his hand grasp her arm; in reflex, she tried to jerk it back. Unfortunatly found she could not. Draco was stronger than she thought, considering that he was only slightly heavier than her son. Lily did mange to accidentaly pull the blinds down with the initial jerk.
She turned around to face him while in his grip and couldn't help letting out ear peircing shreik that followed.
/nonononono.../ Imediatly Draco realeased her and began backing towards the closest wall in uncertainty. Lily vaguely felt her hand reach up to cover her mouth, and her green eyes widen in discust and fear. /What is he.../
the boys mouth was covered in something deap red and she could guess that it was blood that was running down his chin, dissipearing on the form-fitting black t-shirt.
"James! Harry!" Where was her son/Did you do something to him, you monster/ she slowly felt her mind fall into a panick.
"Lily..." Draco tried to reach out a hand to calm her. /Maybe this is why harry didn't want to tell anyone.../
"Don't come near me!" Lily screamed.
"Please quit yelling, youre getting histerical." /should I make her, it would make things easier... No, Harry would hate me... more than he already does/
"I don't care that I'm histerical! What are you?" To her releif she soon heard footsteps racing down the steps. "Mom?" "Lily?" she head at the same time.
Harry was the first one to reach the bottom of the stairs. Later he would realize that he had jumped top straight to bottom out of fear that something was wrong. /did Draco do something/ He hadn't been anymore than a room length away, Draco shouldn't have...
"Mum, what happened? Draco?" The second he turned to face the other boy his senses were assaulted with one fact; draco had been feeding. But, he couldn't smell anyone else on him, Draco smelled the same he always did. Nevermind that harry was able to smell his mate halfway across the room.
"Harry. I swear I did nothing. I scared her, on accident, nothing more."
Harry looked from his mother's shocked face to that of his lover. /You have been feeding./
"Harry, what's going on! Who is he?" She had seen the seemingly unconcerned look Harry had given them both. He didn't even react when he saw the blood on Draco's face; instead he looked slightly... aroused?
/Yes, but I couldn't help it. I needed it, Arris... I needed you/ The gray eyes pleaded with him, however it was the red lips that caused Harry to lick his lips slightly. /I haven't hurt anyone, I promise, you don't have to worry/
/can I have some/ Harry asked before he could stop himself.
"Harry, answer your mother, now!"
Harry turned to face both of his parents. He had no idea what to tell them; Harry had known that if they stayed under his parents roof he would eventually have to to tell them, he just thought that they could hide things a little longer. His green eyes darted to the stricken faces of his parents and ran.
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AN: I want to write longer chapters, but I'm trying to deal with my first suspension...