Fight Club! oh wish I had seen it sooner... (and to think, none that may have happened if only he had been able to sleep...)
After watching Fight Club, I ended up writing this chapter in 1st person.
Diva lizzard: if you're asking that because I've written 2 AU stories and no real canon, I do that because there are a ton of stories that follow the canon timeline and not so many AU. If you asked that because some of the characters are OOC, different circumstances make different people (once again AU). Why would I even be writing fanfiction if I hadn't read the books? I'm almost sure I've been writing since before the movies even came out. I have a copy of the next book on reserve already. Any other questions?
Yuki Kurai: oh... I was overworked my the first semester (Architecture) and just couldn't make myself do my work the second symester... I went from a 3.35 GPA to a 1.85. But I'm reinstated now!
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing thats real -NIN
Harry's POV I turned to face both of my parents. I had no idea what to tell them; I had known that if we stayed under my parents roof for long I would eventually have to tell them, I simply hoped that we could hide it a little longer. My eyes darted between the stricken faces of my mother and the irritated one of my fathers; I did know what to do, so I did the one thing that occurred to me, at the time. I ran. In blind panic, I ran.
However, thanks to Draco I only made it as far as the end of the block. He called after me the second he knew I was about to flee and was soon after me.
I don't know how I feel about Draco at the moment. I know he loves me, but is he really different? Has he changed enough? I want to return to hating him, but all I feel is depressed. I want to run into his arms when I see him jog up behind me, but I also want him disappear; I don't care where he goes. I was raped... by him. And I still love him.
/Harry./ He calls me by my given name. /Can we talk/ I turn to see him drag his fingers through that short blond hair of his, in a rare show of awkwardness.
/About what/ Is he able to say it?
/...Everything./ Draco (Draconis?) reaches out, maybe to grab my hand, but I refuse to take it.
/Everything? Can you tell me everything? You should have told me a long time ago, Draconis./
/I am not Draconis! I'm not afraid to admit that I lo-/
"Don't say it!" I through my hands up into the in frustration. "If you tell me you love me, you know I'm going to run back into your arms and try to forget anything has happened. Because of you, I chose not to be human and now I life is turned upside down. my parents are about to have heart attacks, because they don't know if you have some weird fetish and I am letting you abuse me, or if it's something else all together. At the rate they've been going, they are trying to believe me, but it hasn't been easy for them. I am not blind to the fact that our relationship is hurting them; I wanted to ignore it, but they are aware of most of the things we do, short of our true nature. We are not human.
"I have someone who wants to kill me, because of you; I haven't forgotten! It's because of you I have felt like I was missing out my whole fucking life. I have been unhappy... apathetic... through my whole life because I was missing you." I vaguely realized somewhere in the middle of my tirade I should not be saying this aloud on a street corner, but kept on anyway. Not to mention the fact that Draco was liable to scare anyone who came down the street to death. He had ran the back of his hand across the lower half of his face, but some blood was still visible in the creases of his lips and his skin was tinged pink.
/I'm sorry for what happened, Harry. But I cannot change anything, even if I wanted. We're stuck as we are. We have to make the best out it./
/we don't have to make the best out it, Draconis. I could find a way to lock you up and be done with you./ I looked him straight in the eyes while I said this. He looks away.
/what place do you know of that can hold me. I would become a killer again without you, don't you get that/ I could see guilt flash across his face after he said that, but it didn't stop me.
"Blackmail? Is that the real reason you want me. Do you fuck me just to keep me around?"
"No!" He jerked his gaze back up and I know my remark has hurt him. He's hurt me worse. "I'm with you because I love you! If I cared nothing about you I would have found a way to kill myself long ago."
"Why do you go insane when you aren't around me?" I have been curious, I'll admit. He begins to walk before he talks, so I follow him.
/...like you, I was born incomplete. I, we, are always born incomplete. I don't know why, but there were a few of us in the vampire kingdom were born that way. All of us went more than a little insane by the time we were 15, even for our standards. We were hunted, until one of us happened to stumble across to cure. He met a human woman; had intended to kill her, but quickly found he loved her too much. The other vampires saw the change in him; it was almost instantaneous. The advisors to the crown banished the others until they found a mate. I was only kept around because they could not allow the next in line to be in harms way. Eventually, the queen and king died, and I was made ruler. The advisors would have loved to place someone else on the thrown, but I had no siblings and it was law that only someone in the bloodline could rule permanently. Draconis did not care that there was a cure, he craved madness and killing. Nothing in his head made sense... I have seen everything from his point of view. I think he killed his parents. I... he didn't care about ruling; he got up one morning, wanted them dead, kingdom fell into mourning by that night./
I didn't know how I was supposed to react to all this, so I didn't and he went on.
/however, he eventually did want a mate. Conquered kingdoms, the daughters were first; that was how I found a wife. She was beautiful and an idiot, everything he thought he wanted. However, she was not; he felt nothing for her. The sons came second. The surrounding kingdoms were to afraid to stop him, Draconis' own people were glad that it seemed that the damage he caused might soon be over. I eventually found the right one, but he didn't know how to handle the feelings that cropped up. Draconis' nature had been nurtured and had flourished, so he did not know how to handle love. You... confused him greatly. Draconis did not want to change, but found himself doing so.../
I wandered why Draco had stopped and glance up from the sidewalk that I had been watching the entire time that I walked. He was looking ahead. I followed his gaze and realized we were back.
My parents were waiting for us on the doorstop.
"We will finish this later," I told him aloud.
They said nothing as we past. All I heard was the sound of the door closing behind us.
Just like last time, my parents took the couch while Draco and me shared the love seat. Only difference was that I tried to sit as far away from Draco as possible.
"Well?" was all my father said to us, obviously waiting for an explanation.
"I know, dad. I'm trying to think of how I can tell you." my head drops into my hand in frustration. Draco reaches over to put a comforting hand on shoulder. I almost shake it off, but then decided that I need it.
"All we want is the truth. All of the truth." my mother glares slightly, but I honestly don't think I feel any worse than I already do, so it has no effect.
"I know. I'm going to, but this isn't any easier for me than it is for you. I honestly don't know how to explain."
"Just start from the beginning," she says. "Starting with him." Lily's eyes dart to Draco. I could tell that both of them were still very afraid of Draco, after this morning. They would have locked the doors and called the police the second he was out the door, except for the fact that I was out there with him. The only thing that kept either them from chasing me down was the fact that we were too fast. By the time they were to the door, we were out of their line of site.
"But that's the problem." I look up to meet her eyes; they are the exact same as mine. "I don't know where the beginning is. It's just that..." Once again I'm at a lost of words. /And you were the one who always said that it would be easier to simply tell them. There is nothing simple about this/ I think in Draco's direction.
/I could always tell them, If you want./
/No. there are some things I still do not want them to know/ I couldn't help sneering a bit when I thought this towards him. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, my father caught a glimpse of one of the things I had been hiding.
If this was a perfect world, things would have gone something like this:
"Harry! Are those fangs?" my mother would ask. She would simply be curious.
"Yeah." I would say and smile.
"Neato." my father would say.
However, this is not a perfect world. As it was, I heard a sharp intake of breath; I look up at them and let my lips slide down. It was too late, as I know that they had seen the fangs. Now, instead of being afraid of Draco, their borderline scared faces were now terrified and their looks direct at me.
"Please tell me you've sharpened your teeth, Harry. please." my mother gulped before she could ask. I think she was starting to hyperventilate again.
I just sit for a moment, staring at her, trying to keep my own breathe under control. "I'm not human, mum." There. I finally said it. Draco tries to not laugh at the way I said it. /could you do any better/
"What?" James blinks, not quite comprehending what I said.
"I... am not human. I haven't been entirely human for a while."
"You're joking." I don't think it's hit him.
"Of course he's joking." My mother puts in. I guess it hasn't sunk in for her either.
"He's not joking. He's a vampire." Draco says.
"No he's not." Lily.
"Yes, I am." I argue, but I know she won't believe me without proof. I look over at the boy that I used to think of as my lover. "Draconis, I want you to burn me."
Draco looks at me for a moment before glaring. He leans further back on the seat, as if he's trying to get comfortable. "No."
"Draco, this isn't the time for this, now burn me." I drudge out through clinched teeth.
"Then remember I am not Draconis." His eyes flare silver for a moment and I know he's getting ready to do it.
"Wait." I decided to get off the couch. /try not to burn anything other than me/ He nods and I begin to feel it. "Don't interfere. I'll be alright." I say to my parents when they both jump up at the first sign of flames. "You're going to have to trust me." this does nothing to hinder them, however. Draco is forced hold them in place as I am slowly engulfed.
The flames started at my feet. Truthfully, I barely felt them. When it got to around mid thigh, I felt my skin begin to sweat, trying to cool my body temperature. I'm out of breathe at this point. I don't begin to feel real pain until my skin begins to blister, as it reaches my head. I thank god that I wasn't human in this moment, as the searing pain flared. Why god? I guess I was raised that way. There must have been someone looking out for me, for as quickly as started, it ended.
Draco releases my parents once it's over. They drop to the floor and James reaches to hold Lily close; she crying.
I walk forward to try and comfort her; painfully at first, but then I begin to heal. She cringes away from me, burying her face into my father's shirt.
"Mum?" I reach out a hand.
"Out. Both of you, out." she mutters.
"What?" I couldn't have heard...
"Harry..." I look to my father. Surely- "I... I'm sorry Harry. But just give us time." The same words I had said to Draco.
And that was that.
Draco knew when my heart began to break. He reached out and sheltered me in his arms. His embrace has never felt as good as it did in that moment. He pulled me away from them and we went back out the from door.
It was another month before I saw either of them again.
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AN: Sorry! I had to do it. Just remember, I do believe in happy endings. on the other hand: here's a long chapter. More of the past will come later.