A/N: ok, Computer was being a stupid bitch and had the whole "Arthur- Author" thing on auto-correct for some dumbass reason. Can you tell I was upset when I found that damn mistake? Anyway, I fixed it.
Memo to readers... I'M AMERICAN, SO BRITISH JUST ISN'T A STRONG POINT BUT I DO TRY MY VERY BEST!!!
Oh yeah, past the 70 mark!!!!!!! I might get over 100 reviews by the time this story's done!!!!
Thanks everyone for answering my question!!!!!
DemonRogue13... how's it? Thanks for reviewing!!!!!!! Yay, an old friend!!!!
Um, LL, yes, rape is rather dark, for you see... my cousin, his step-brother raped him several times. My cousin committed suicide too a week after he told me. Please don't just run your mouth like that, it hurt. How could being taken brutally without your consent not be dark? And besides, there is more than just the rape that makes Harry like that. If you read ahead, and I'm trying my best to be civil, you'd find a lot more things out. Also, the reasons of Harry's actions you listed go deeper than fear and trivial annoyance. Honestly, dark little boxes are fun and all but you really need to get out of your dark little box and take in some intelligence. Plus, everyone has weaknesses, be it small ones, or ones that go deep. You're not perfect, I'm not perfect, and damn in this story Harry sure isn't perfect. No one's perfect. Except God— but anyway, don't deny that.
But who am I kidding; you might just be one of the lucky, sheltered few who don't get out into the REAL WORLD much. Lucky...
But thank-you all the same for reviewing. It helped me!
Um, oh yeah... Chapter one during the first bit, I meant Dudley, not Draco. Nuther typo my bad.
{Author's notes}
TR: DO I OWN THIS STORY?
Mob: UH... NO!!!!!!!!!!!
Random idiot: Maybe...?
Mob: SHE DON'T OWN NUTHIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TR: {rolls eyes at idiot): [shut up Steve] Okay, nuff said.
Final note =/projected thoughts or telepathy/=
Old Chinese guy in crowd: One more thing!!!! Wahning, mooshy gooshy love scene ah-head!!!!!!!!! Read or skeep, it's your choice!!!!
7......
Draco looked at Harry, pulling away; "Harry, I..." Draco began.
"No, it's me," Harry said, gently pushing Draco away and leaving. Draco heard Harry go up the steps. With a sigh, Draco thought whether or not to follow. In the end, he went up the steps, and quietly to the door that had been left ajar. Harry had thrown himself onto his bed, looking like a dead body slung lopsidedly onto a gurney. Draco watched as Harry sighed, and he slowly made his way over, closing the door behind him.
"Harry," Draco said quietly, dropping down beside his boyfriend; "Please," he whispered, leaning over him when Harry rolled over. Draco wrapped and arm around Harry and rolled him back over, so they were facing each other. Again the emerald eyes were glazing over. Draco looked at them, gazing into them; "He can't hurt you anymore," he whispered; "None of those damn Muggles can..." he stroked Harry's bangs.
As much as his heart protested, Harry moved his head to the side, stopping Draco's action; "I'm weak," he said; "I've been beaten my whole life, surely... you'd think I could handle it..." he bit his lower lip.
"Listen," Draco said, "Harry, look at me," he said firmly, and Harry looked up at him; "Repeat after me. I-am-Safe..."
"I am safe," Harry repeated slowly, closing his eyes and sighing; "I know I am Draco," he said quietly, looking up at he blonde through morbid, hooded eyes; "But, to see it... to... have it..." he cringed and turned away, "You feel like... no matter what you do... you'll..."
"Never be clean again," Draco finished quietly, nodding as he bit his lower lip; "I... I know... Harry..." he said, looking away briefly. He was silent.
"What?" Harry asked quietly.
"I..." Draco began; "We need to get you prepared for tonight."
"Tonight?" Harry repeated quizzically.
"Well, I'm feeling famished," Draco said, "And, you're a new vampire so it should be taking affect on you soon as well."
Harry nodded. The almost animalistic crave he was feeling the night he fed on Dudley was becoming fresh in the back of his mind. Draco watched him as he thought, and nodded.
"We'll leave at sunset," the blonde said quietly; "Like I said."
Harry huffed and turned away again; "What if I want to just get it over with now?" he asked childishly.
Draco scowled, but the smirked; "Well, aren't we eager..."
Harry smiled, the first genuine smile Draco had seen in a few days. He looked so gorgeous.
"You're beautiful," Draco mused, gently tracing Harry's jaw line with his index finger.
Harry closed his eyes, longing for Draco's touch. As Draco took his hand away, Harry opened his eyes and stared at the blonde. Draco stared intently back, want in his crystalline eyes. =/I love you/= Draco thought, projecting it to Harry. Harry caught the message, and stared at Draco in surprise.
/He loves me/ Harry thought, astonished. He then studied Draco, picking up on how he had said/thought the three words, and how he had seemed within and without. Satisfied by his findings, Harry thought =/You mean it? /=
=/Words cannot express/=
=/ if I didn't know you this well I'd say we were moving too fast.../=
=/But, dear Harry, we have all the time in the world.../=
Then there was silence. The vampires merely studied and gazed at each other. /this is love/ Harry thought, regarding the feeling of ease and contentment of being around Draco. He felt safe and together. He was... happy. /Happy/ Harry repeated. =/Draco, I... love you too.../=
Closing his eyes, Harry's hand wrapped around Draco's neck, and Harry pulled the blonde into a kiss. Draco was caught off guard by the suddenness, but closed his eyes as he leaned over Harry completely. Draco ran his tongue over Harry's bottom lip, and gained access to his mouth. Tongues dueled as clothing was ripped array, soon leaving Harry naked and Draco only in his boxers. After a moment of staring, kissing resumed and hands roamed.
Harry groaned as Draco straddled him, erections rubbing against each other through Draco's boxers. Draco kissed along Harry's neck and the crook of it, and then moved to his collar bone. Harry moaned, hands pulling at the boxer waistband before ripping them off.
Draco paused, and then his hands went to Harry's chest. He grinded once, a moan from Harry, and another repeat of the action. When Harry moaned again Draco kissed him, gently taking his mouth again with his tongue. Harry's fingers went to Draco's hair, holding the soft locks. Draco's hands moved lower, lower, lower...
Harry gasped. Draco's hands taunted his thighs, tracing patterns around the inner skin and Harry's =:ehemm:=. Draco smirked as Harry let go of his hair, hands instead going to grip the comforter. Draco began making his way down, leaving a trail of kisses down Harry's front. Harry bit his lip to suppress a moan, but gasped at what Draco did.
Draco engulfed Harry with his mouth, hands firmly pinning Harry's legs apart as he worked. Harry's back arched, and he couldn't help but moan. It was quiet, but Draco ran a hand down his stomach, projecting =/Don't forget Sev, love.../=
Harry whimpered; "...Can only think about-nn-this...!" he managed.
Draco smiled through his mouthful. With a few more moves, Harry came, whispering Draco's name, and gasping as he did. He fell limp on the bed, panting. Draco swallowed, before coming back up to Harry's face. He smiled, gazing at Harry's flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, his rising chest and...
"Draco," Harry breathed.
"Shh, shh," Draco cooed, his index finger going to Harry's swollen lips; "You can just feed tonight, and surprise me later."
Harry smiled weakly, fighting to keep his eyes open; "I'm...tired," he managed groggily.
Draco smiled; "Well, we've got another three hours before sunset. Rest..." he began stroking Harry's hair.
"Shouldn't we get dressed and clean up?" Harry mumbled as Draco sat on his knees beside him.
Draco smiled, and with a wave of his hand, all residue, sweat, anything, was gone. Harry vaguely looked around, smirking.
"Sometimes I wonder just how much of a Muggle you are," Draco mused, leaning over Harry again and kissing him. Harry could taste himself vaguely in Draco's mouth as they kissed, but ignored it. Draco had brought him happiness, sweet pure bliss, something of which he hadn't felt since fifth year.
Draco pulled away; "Just rest now, I'll get us some clothes."
Harry nodded, closing his eyes and turning on his side as Draco got off the bed. But he only fell asleep after Draco had dressed him {magically, of course}, then himself, and then climbed in to the bed beside him. Harry turned and wrapped an arm around Draco, nuzzling his face into Draco's warm neck. Draco smiled, and soon both drifted off into slumber.
---
Snape had remained in the chair as he thought for an hour, only lifting his head when he heard crackling from the fireplace. Looking over, he saw Remus Lupin's head among the dancing flames.
"Severus!" he called in a whispered hiss, looking around.
Snape got up, and moved to a seat on a couch; "Yes, Remus, to what do I owe the honor," he drawled sarcastically, rubbing his eyes before facing the werewolf.
"Where's Harry?" Remus asked anxiously; "Is he safe? I can only hope he's here—!"
"Of course he's here and yes he's safe!" Snape said; "I made sure that Weasley left without a hitch or notion."
"Notion? Of what sort?" Remus asked, eye brow quirking quizzically; "What's happened, Severus?"
"It would danger the lives of many if I told," Snape said curtly, "I would get Harry for you, but I'm sure he's resting."
Remus was silent; "How was he, Severus?" he asked quietly; "I've been trying all summer to get Dumbledore to let Harry stay with me at Private Drive, but he said it would be too traumatizing and that he was safer with the Dursleys..."
"Do you consider Albus and trustworthy, frank man?" Snape asked.
Remus was silent; "God no," he gasped, becoming enraged; "Harry was beaten, wasn't he? I knew it! I KNEW IT!!!" he roared, disappearing from sight momentarily.
Snape leaned closer to the fire, then yelped in surprise as Remus came hurtling through the fire, shouting the spell to travel by floo as he did. The werewolf collided with the other man, and they landed in a jumbled heap.
"Gerrof me!" Snape growled, pushing an ashy and dusty Remus off him.
Remus rose, then helped Snape up; "Sorry, but damnit where is my godson?" he asked, looking around.
"Remus, calm down!" Snape said loudly, and Remus quieted to face him; "I assure you, Harry is fine. I told you, he's resting. Godson, you say?" he asked; "How...?"
"Well, Sirius was my partner, Severus," Remus said; "And, by law, Harry is my godson as well," he struggled with Sirius's name, but kept calm.
Snape watched Remus for a moment; "That explains a lot," he mused quietly, crossing his arms.
"Oh, don't be so surprised, Severus," Remus said, "Now, I'm just going to see Harry for myself, then I'll leave..."
"Wait, Remus!" Snape began, but Remus was already heading up the steps. Groaning, Snape hurried after, but upon hearing the door open and Remus gasp, he knew he was too late.
---
Remus stared at the bed, speechless. He had had inklings that Harry was gay, or bi-, but never had he thought he'd actually catch him... in bed... with a Malfoy. Remus was thunder struck. Harry was wrapped in Draco's arms... /lovingly? / Remus though. /No, no this isn't... hell it is... but... oh Harry your choice.../
The next thing he noticed was feathers. Midnight black feather from wings on Harry's back, on splayed slightly across the bed while the other was tucked beneath him. Draco's were there as well, though his feathers were more a cloudy grey. /Wings?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?/
"Remus, Let me explain..."
The quiet whisper came from Snape, whose hand descended onto Remus' shaking shoulder. Remus fought to not scream, this was too much too soon too quick.
"Now," Remus muttered; "I want to know everything."
Snape sighed; "All over a cup of tea, old friend."
And so saying, Snape led Remus down to his kitchen, dreading on what they had to talk about.
A/N: hello! Sorry this was late but I was blushing madly while I completed this thing!!! I'm utterly paranoid, I'm so afraid one of my parents might read it... oh you people better review!!!! j/k
Animatronic Computer voice: WARNING, WARNING, PARENTAL WATCH ALERT. WARNING, SPYWARE ENABLED.
TR: good god, run Harry and Draco, run!!!
Memo to readers... I'M AMERICAN, SO BRITISH JUST ISN'T A STRONG POINT BUT I DO TRY MY VERY BEST!!!
Oh yeah, past the 70 mark!!!!!!! I might get over 100 reviews by the time this story's done!!!!
Thanks everyone for answering my question!!!!!
DemonRogue13... how's it? Thanks for reviewing!!!!!!! Yay, an old friend!!!!
Um, LL, yes, rape is rather dark, for you see... my cousin, his step-brother raped him several times. My cousin committed suicide too a week after he told me. Please don't just run your mouth like that, it hurt. How could being taken brutally without your consent not be dark? And besides, there is more than just the rape that makes Harry like that. If you read ahead, and I'm trying my best to be civil, you'd find a lot more things out. Also, the reasons of Harry's actions you listed go deeper than fear and trivial annoyance. Honestly, dark little boxes are fun and all but you really need to get out of your dark little box and take in some intelligence. Plus, everyone has weaknesses, be it small ones, or ones that go deep. You're not perfect, I'm not perfect, and damn in this story Harry sure isn't perfect. No one's perfect. Except God— but anyway, don't deny that.
But who am I kidding; you might just be one of the lucky, sheltered few who don't get out into the REAL WORLD much. Lucky...
But thank-you all the same for reviewing. It helped me!
Um, oh yeah... Chapter one during the first bit, I meant Dudley, not Draco. Nuther typo my bad.
{Author's notes}
TR: DO I OWN THIS STORY?
Mob: UH... NO!!!!!!!!!!!
Random idiot: Maybe...?
Mob: SHE DON'T OWN NUTHIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TR: {rolls eyes at idiot): [shut up Steve] Okay, nuff said.
Final note =/projected thoughts or telepathy/=
Old Chinese guy in crowd: One more thing!!!! Wahning, mooshy gooshy love scene ah-head!!!!!!!!! Read or skeep, it's your choice!!!!
7......
Draco looked at Harry, pulling away; "Harry, I..." Draco began.
"No, it's me," Harry said, gently pushing Draco away and leaving. Draco heard Harry go up the steps. With a sigh, Draco thought whether or not to follow. In the end, he went up the steps, and quietly to the door that had been left ajar. Harry had thrown himself onto his bed, looking like a dead body slung lopsidedly onto a gurney. Draco watched as Harry sighed, and he slowly made his way over, closing the door behind him.
"Harry," Draco said quietly, dropping down beside his boyfriend; "Please," he whispered, leaning over him when Harry rolled over. Draco wrapped and arm around Harry and rolled him back over, so they were facing each other. Again the emerald eyes were glazing over. Draco looked at them, gazing into them; "He can't hurt you anymore," he whispered; "None of those damn Muggles can..." he stroked Harry's bangs.
As much as his heart protested, Harry moved his head to the side, stopping Draco's action; "I'm weak," he said; "I've been beaten my whole life, surely... you'd think I could handle it..." he bit his lower lip.
"Listen," Draco said, "Harry, look at me," he said firmly, and Harry looked up at him; "Repeat after me. I-am-Safe..."
"I am safe," Harry repeated slowly, closing his eyes and sighing; "I know I am Draco," he said quietly, looking up at he blonde through morbid, hooded eyes; "But, to see it... to... have it..." he cringed and turned away, "You feel like... no matter what you do... you'll..."
"Never be clean again," Draco finished quietly, nodding as he bit his lower lip; "I... I know... Harry..." he said, looking away briefly. He was silent.
"What?" Harry asked quietly.
"I..." Draco began; "We need to get you prepared for tonight."
"Tonight?" Harry repeated quizzically.
"Well, I'm feeling famished," Draco said, "And, you're a new vampire so it should be taking affect on you soon as well."
Harry nodded. The almost animalistic crave he was feeling the night he fed on Dudley was becoming fresh in the back of his mind. Draco watched him as he thought, and nodded.
"We'll leave at sunset," the blonde said quietly; "Like I said."
Harry huffed and turned away again; "What if I want to just get it over with now?" he asked childishly.
Draco scowled, but the smirked; "Well, aren't we eager..."
Harry smiled, the first genuine smile Draco had seen in a few days. He looked so gorgeous.
"You're beautiful," Draco mused, gently tracing Harry's jaw line with his index finger.
Harry closed his eyes, longing for Draco's touch. As Draco took his hand away, Harry opened his eyes and stared at the blonde. Draco stared intently back, want in his crystalline eyes. =/I love you/= Draco thought, projecting it to Harry. Harry caught the message, and stared at Draco in surprise.
/He loves me/ Harry thought, astonished. He then studied Draco, picking up on how he had said/thought the three words, and how he had seemed within and without. Satisfied by his findings, Harry thought =/You mean it? /=
=/Words cannot express/=
=/ if I didn't know you this well I'd say we were moving too fast.../=
=/But, dear Harry, we have all the time in the world.../=
Then there was silence. The vampires merely studied and gazed at each other. /this is love/ Harry thought, regarding the feeling of ease and contentment of being around Draco. He felt safe and together. He was... happy. /Happy/ Harry repeated. =/Draco, I... love you too.../=
Closing his eyes, Harry's hand wrapped around Draco's neck, and Harry pulled the blonde into a kiss. Draco was caught off guard by the suddenness, but closed his eyes as he leaned over Harry completely. Draco ran his tongue over Harry's bottom lip, and gained access to his mouth. Tongues dueled as clothing was ripped array, soon leaving Harry naked and Draco only in his boxers. After a moment of staring, kissing resumed and hands roamed.
Harry groaned as Draco straddled him, erections rubbing against each other through Draco's boxers. Draco kissed along Harry's neck and the crook of it, and then moved to his collar bone. Harry moaned, hands pulling at the boxer waistband before ripping them off.
Draco paused, and then his hands went to Harry's chest. He grinded once, a moan from Harry, and another repeat of the action. When Harry moaned again Draco kissed him, gently taking his mouth again with his tongue. Harry's fingers went to Draco's hair, holding the soft locks. Draco's hands moved lower, lower, lower...
Harry gasped. Draco's hands taunted his thighs, tracing patterns around the inner skin and Harry's =:ehemm:=. Draco smirked as Harry let go of his hair, hands instead going to grip the comforter. Draco began making his way down, leaving a trail of kisses down Harry's front. Harry bit his lip to suppress a moan, but gasped at what Draco did.
Draco engulfed Harry with his mouth, hands firmly pinning Harry's legs apart as he worked. Harry's back arched, and he couldn't help but moan. It was quiet, but Draco ran a hand down his stomach, projecting =/Don't forget Sev, love.../=
Harry whimpered; "...Can only think about-nn-this...!" he managed.
Draco smiled through his mouthful. With a few more moves, Harry came, whispering Draco's name, and gasping as he did. He fell limp on the bed, panting. Draco swallowed, before coming back up to Harry's face. He smiled, gazing at Harry's flushed cheeks and hooded eyes, his rising chest and...
"Draco," Harry breathed.
"Shh, shh," Draco cooed, his index finger going to Harry's swollen lips; "You can just feed tonight, and surprise me later."
Harry smiled weakly, fighting to keep his eyes open; "I'm...tired," he managed groggily.
Draco smiled; "Well, we've got another three hours before sunset. Rest..." he began stroking Harry's hair.
"Shouldn't we get dressed and clean up?" Harry mumbled as Draco sat on his knees beside him.
Draco smiled, and with a wave of his hand, all residue, sweat, anything, was gone. Harry vaguely looked around, smirking.
"Sometimes I wonder just how much of a Muggle you are," Draco mused, leaning over Harry again and kissing him. Harry could taste himself vaguely in Draco's mouth as they kissed, but ignored it. Draco had brought him happiness, sweet pure bliss, something of which he hadn't felt since fifth year.
Draco pulled away; "Just rest now, I'll get us some clothes."
Harry nodded, closing his eyes and turning on his side as Draco got off the bed. But he only fell asleep after Draco had dressed him {magically, of course}, then himself, and then climbed in to the bed beside him. Harry turned and wrapped an arm around Draco, nuzzling his face into Draco's warm neck. Draco smiled, and soon both drifted off into slumber.
---
Snape had remained in the chair as he thought for an hour, only lifting his head when he heard crackling from the fireplace. Looking over, he saw Remus Lupin's head among the dancing flames.
"Severus!" he called in a whispered hiss, looking around.
Snape got up, and moved to a seat on a couch; "Yes, Remus, to what do I owe the honor," he drawled sarcastically, rubbing his eyes before facing the werewolf.
"Where's Harry?" Remus asked anxiously; "Is he safe? I can only hope he's here—!"
"Of course he's here and yes he's safe!" Snape said; "I made sure that Weasley left without a hitch or notion."
"Notion? Of what sort?" Remus asked, eye brow quirking quizzically; "What's happened, Severus?"
"It would danger the lives of many if I told," Snape said curtly, "I would get Harry for you, but I'm sure he's resting."
Remus was silent; "How was he, Severus?" he asked quietly; "I've been trying all summer to get Dumbledore to let Harry stay with me at Private Drive, but he said it would be too traumatizing and that he was safer with the Dursleys..."
"Do you consider Albus and trustworthy, frank man?" Snape asked.
Remus was silent; "God no," he gasped, becoming enraged; "Harry was beaten, wasn't he? I knew it! I KNEW IT!!!" he roared, disappearing from sight momentarily.
Snape leaned closer to the fire, then yelped in surprise as Remus came hurtling through the fire, shouting the spell to travel by floo as he did. The werewolf collided with the other man, and they landed in a jumbled heap.
"Gerrof me!" Snape growled, pushing an ashy and dusty Remus off him.
Remus rose, then helped Snape up; "Sorry, but damnit where is my godson?" he asked, looking around.
"Remus, calm down!" Snape said loudly, and Remus quieted to face him; "I assure you, Harry is fine. I told you, he's resting. Godson, you say?" he asked; "How...?"
"Well, Sirius was my partner, Severus," Remus said; "And, by law, Harry is my godson as well," he struggled with Sirius's name, but kept calm.
Snape watched Remus for a moment; "That explains a lot," he mused quietly, crossing his arms.
"Oh, don't be so surprised, Severus," Remus said, "Now, I'm just going to see Harry for myself, then I'll leave..."
"Wait, Remus!" Snape began, but Remus was already heading up the steps. Groaning, Snape hurried after, but upon hearing the door open and Remus gasp, he knew he was too late.
---
Remus stared at the bed, speechless. He had had inklings that Harry was gay, or bi-, but never had he thought he'd actually catch him... in bed... with a Malfoy. Remus was thunder struck. Harry was wrapped in Draco's arms... /lovingly? / Remus though. /No, no this isn't... hell it is... but... oh Harry your choice.../
The next thing he noticed was feathers. Midnight black feather from wings on Harry's back, on splayed slightly across the bed while the other was tucked beneath him. Draco's were there as well, though his feathers were more a cloudy grey. /Wings?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?/
"Remus, Let me explain..."
The quiet whisper came from Snape, whose hand descended onto Remus' shaking shoulder. Remus fought to not scream, this was too much too soon too quick.
"Now," Remus muttered; "I want to know everything."
Snape sighed; "All over a cup of tea, old friend."
And so saying, Snape led Remus down to his kitchen, dreading on what they had to talk about.
A/N: hello! Sorry this was late but I was blushing madly while I completed this thing!!! I'm utterly paranoid, I'm so afraid one of my parents might read it... oh you people better review!!!! j/k
Animatronic Computer voice: WARNING, WARNING, PARENTAL WATCH ALERT. WARNING, SPYWARE ENABLED.
TR: good god, run Harry and Draco, run!!!