Sorry for the delay folks… been to busy!

The chap is unbetaed… grammar warning. The chap will also be a bit short since my writers block has kicked in again… sigh.

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Chapter eighteen: Dear God no…

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"Snape? Snape. Snape! Wake up!"

The black haired potions master groaned as his named was called. He felt nauseous and dizzy. "Hrmm…"

"I think he is waking up!"

Potter.

Snape opened his eyes and was greeted with emerald worry. He frowned and lifted one hand to rub his forehead. Great, he knew that roof. The hospital ward… just peachy. "Get out of my face, Potter, or I'll take away one hundred points from the Gryffindors" he growled.

Harry smirked. "I think he is alright now" he said and looked behind him at Dumbledore who was chuckling.

The old man smiled and stroked his long beard. "I'm glad that he seems ok for now. But what happened back there? As long as I have known Severus I have never seen him this bad off"

'… he is alright… Draco…'

Snape sat up ever though Harry tried to push him back down. He ignored the teen and concentrated on his wards that he had placed around the cottage where he had hid Draco and Narcissa.

"… Nothing…. The wards are broken…." He mumbled.

"Which wards are you speaking about, Serverus? I know that there is something wrong here and you haven't trusted me enough to tell me what it is" the head master said and turned to Harry. "You as well, Harry. There is something in your eyes that never were there and has now bloomed during the last few months. Care to tell me about it?" he asked and took a seat next to the bed occupied by Snape.

Harry swallowed and looked at the potion master with a questioning glance.

Severus sighed and settled back into the bed. "You better tell Dumbledore the whole story before I can say anything. It will make more sense that way" he told the teen. "Do spare me the details, I don't want to get more sick then I already am"

Harry nodded once and settled down in a chair before the old man.

"It is like this, sir, it all started with Draco…."

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"You have failed me, young one"

"Don't touch him! He is just a child! Leave him alone!"

A cold hand reached out to stroke the blond hair on the boy's head, ignoring the screaming in the background.

"You failed me in ways I never thought you would. I guess I waited a little to long to come and get you"

"Get your hands off him!"

The hand travelled down to catch the pale chin in a tight grasp. Eyes of the purest of evil narrowed when they discovered the lack of eye contact.

"Now, you shall pay the price, my little one. You and your mother both shall feel my wrath"

"Let him go! I'll kilMRMPH!" the voice in the background was cut off.

Lifting the chin, the eyes finally made contact with the silver orbs of the boy before the creature.

"But if you promise yourself to me now, I might reconsider…"

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"…. And that's it" Harry finished his story.

Dumbledore scratched his chin and looked at Harry with wide eyes. "This is a serious matter, Harry. Why haven't you come to me in the first place?" he asked.

The black haired teen looked down at his hands that rested in his lap. "Draco didn't want to tell anyone. He feared that it might slip out and that his father would find out. Snape helped us to keep it secret" he said and looked at said potion master.

The potion master noticed the boy's eyes on him. "I promised that much to Draco" he said. Locking his gaze on the old head master Snape frowned. "But that isn't the worst part. I hid Draco and Narcissa in my old cabin, figuring that the dark lord wouldn't find them there with the wards put up and all… I'm the only one who knows where the cabin is so I thought it would be safe…"

Harry had stopped listening when the older man had mentioned the word 'wards'.

"… Nothing…. The wards are broken…."

Harry stood up so fast, he accidentally knocked the chair over. "You said that the wards are broken! Does that mean…"

Severus didn't move a muscle.

"They aren't in the cabin anymore…"

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"… reconsider? If I give myself to you might reconsider? Don't make me laugh…"

The hand on the boy's chin slowly lost its grip until it fell to the side of it's owner. Eyes widened a little as the teen spoke.

"… …. When I give myself to you…. Hell must be frozen over and the devil dancing tango…"

Eyes narrowed dangerously. The hand turned into a fist before going to the wand that rested in the pocket of the monster.

"So be it, young one. You have decided your fait. Ready yourself for your punishment"

Silver eyes closed as the wand's tipp ligtly tapped on the skin between them.

"…. Harry… …. I'm sorry…."

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Harry just stared at the potions master, not believing what he was told. Was Draco kidnapped without him knowing it! 'But then again… our bond has been a little weak since he left. Draco… are you and the baby alright?' he wondered.

"…. Harry …"

Harry's eyes widened before a sharp pain shot through his head, paralyzing his whole body before making it burn to the core. He shrieked and hell to his knees, hot hearing or caring about the gasping and shouting around him. All he could feel was the pain and the loud ringing in his ears.

"…. I'm sorry…."

"DRACO! DRACO!"

The bond between the black haired boy-who-lived and the Slytherin prince shattered into millions of pieces.

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Silver eyes looked at the moon from between the cold iron bars. A few sniffled came from the teen's nose as a tear fell from one grey eye.

"Harry. I can understand the pain you are going through, our bond being severed and all. I hope you don't come after me though. I have accepted my punishment to protect you from him. I don't know what they have done to my mother… I hope she is alright. She and the baby. Oh, by the way, our baby is fine. It wasn't affected by the punishment"

The blond listened to the sound of Death eaters scurrying about outside the room he was locked in. Sighing Draco returned his gaze to the moon.

"Father says that I will be returned to you… but I don't want that. Not like this. I can't bear to let you see me like this. I don't want to see you sad over me even though I'm there"

He could almost hear Harry's voice saying: "What are you talking about? No matter what shape or look you have I will always recognize you!"

Draco laughed softly. "Don't kid me, Harry. You wouldn't recognize me like this. but Harry… please….."

The moon was so beautiful…

"…… prove me wrong, love"

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End for now. Hate me or love me, that is how it is. Blame my writers block! Hope you liked it at least….