AN:I got a Harry and Draco fish this weekend from Dee and Kel, so it's possible that the actual fate of this story, depends on them. Don't worry though, you understand when the time comes. Also, you should go to fallenangelshiro's hompage if you want to see what Ryuu looks like, with Draco of course. Pardon me if there are large mistakes, cause i would think of things to add as I was in school so I would come home and go to that part, so if anything doesnt make sense then I'll do something to make it make sense.


Ryuu Oni

Chapter 2


"Harry?"

Harry sat up in the bed under the stairs and pulled on the light. He heard someone come down the stairs and threw on his glasses, opening the door quickly and hitting whoever it was. He hadn't even really had the chance to lay down yet.

Rion sat on the floor looking up at him for a second, and then started to cry softly. He jumped and fell to his knees next to her. "I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The little girl nodded still crying and crawled over to Harry and into his lap. Harry sat there a little nervous. He bet that if Draco ever saw his little sister this close to Harry, Harry would probably die. The little girl stopped crying after a long while and crawled off of his lap, she looked up at him her eyes puffy from crying. Her eyes were grey, like her brother, but they also were splashed in gems of red.

Harry stood up and looked down at the little girl. "Why don't we go in the kitchen and have some juice?"

She looked up at him smiling and lifted her hands in the air. He bent down and picked her up, walking with her into the kitchen and setting her at the table. "Hey I've been meaning to ask one of you, what's the deal with Mal- Draco's hair?"

"He likes it that way."

"Yea, okay, but don't you think it looks a little… different."

"He also likes different."

Harry nodded, this little girl knew her brother. "What do you think about it?"

"I like pink. I told him to, but he thought it was funny and kept on laughing." She said as Harry set the cup in front of her. Harry smiled and the little girl continues to talk, "Your room was messy when we went in there, how come it was so messy, doesn't you mommy make you clean it?"

Harry smiled out of the corner of his mouth, ah innocence, how sweet. She didn't even know Harry Potter. "I don't have a mom."

"Well what about your daddy."

"Nope, they both died when I was little."

"Oh, well then that's why your rooms so messy. My room at home is clean because mommy makes me clean it, but she never makes Draco clean his room. His room is so messy sometimes when he's sick I sleep with him, and it's dark when I go to bed, and I trip over his cloths and brooms. And he leaves his undies everywhere. Yeah, and he has a fuzzy pillow, I like his fuzzy pillow, but he wont give it to me." She finished taking another drink.

"You really love your brother don't you?" Harry asked pouring himself some water.

The little girl nodded, "We love each other more then chocolate, and more then puppies. And Draco says he loves me more then life. That's a lot." She said making an arch in the air above her head.

"Yes it is." The sad part about it was. He'd always thought Draco was an only child. Why was it he'd never heard of Rion?

Harry talked to Rion until about twelve when she started yawning, and then carried her upstairs and made sure that she got back into bed. When she crawled back into bed Draco turned around still mostly sleeping and said, "Go back to sleep Rion." Pulling her into a hug, he fell back asleep.


Harry somehow made it down the stairs and into the bed, but it seemed like only second before he heard the footsteps on the stairs again, grabbing his glasses and falling out of the bed again. This time when he opened the door he didn't knock anyone over, he was practically mauled over by a frantic Draco, who ran past him, into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind him. Harry ran after him, and into the bathroom. Again, Harry wasn't to sure what he should do, so he just did what Rion had done earlier, and rubbed circles on the mans back, hoping that it was comforting.

Draco stopped after a while and flushed again, sitting against the shower with his legs crossed. What was Harry supposed to do next, what had Rion done? Crawl in his lap? No, stupid. "Do you want anything?"

Draco was quiet for a while as if asking himself if he really wanted to ask of something from Harry Potter and then changed his mind. "Do you have anything for this headache?"

"Right, I have something." He said leaning forward and opening the cupboard. He poured two pills into his hand and handed them to Draco, then stood up and poured him some water. Draco took the pills quickly and downed the water.

"You should take a bath or something. That always helps me when I'm sick."

"Are you dumb or something Potter?"

"No, I'm serious. You'll feel better." Harry said standing and opened the sliding door, starting some bath water.

"I don't think I should, I know I'd feel better but I can barely… stay awake sitting here." Draco sat on the floor squinting at the carpet, he looked like he was trying not to fall asleep. He was talking really slow and kept yawning.

"Don't worry about, I can play some music or something, I'll make sure you don't drown or something." Harry said and he started the water, checking to make sure it was an okay temperature.

Draco didn't respond he just let Harry draw the bath. When the tub was about half way filled Draco asked quietly. "Where's Rion?"

"I think she's sleeping." Harry said putting the lip of the toilet down and sitting down grabbing a magazine, he flipped to the page he'd been on last and started reading. "Why?"

From Harry's feet, where he sat, Draco mumbled. "I hate it when she sees me like this."

"She doesn't like when you get sick like this either, so maybe from now on you shouldn't chance food, and just eat what you're supposed to." Harry said flipping to the next page and glancing over it.

"Don't lecture me Potter, my mother did that enough, and Rion's starting to get old enough to do it as well. I know what I can and can't do, but sometimes things just can't be what I need them to be." He took a deep breath as if that wore him out and then finished, "So I just have to make due with what I had. And what I had was some really good Spaghetti and an empty stomach." He said looking over his shoulder into the bath that was now almost overflowing.

Draco moved quickly to shut it off, but didn't make it as he caught a wave of nausea and slid back to his sitting position. Harry jumped up and shut the water off, and then knelt down to Draco, "Jeez, you okay? Sorry about that."

Draco's eyes widened and then he went back to squinting, trying to see one of everything again. Pushing off the now empty toilet lip Draco stood up and took off his shirt. Harry, in shock, stood up and spun around as Draco finished undressing himself.

Harry stayed turned until he heard the water splash and then walked over to turn on the CD player he'd taken from the living room temporally, he turned on the radio, his station, a station that played everything and turned around saying, "I'm going to just go grab you something to weaAA-" Right water doesn't cover naked people. Harry felt like he was invading Draco's privacy. The man had to be out of his mind from the tiredness.

Then Harry noticed Draco starting to slip into the water. Harry jumped at the tub and splashed water at Draco's face. Draco coughed as some of the water went in his mouth but he opened his eyes and yelled, "What the hell?"

"No, sleeping." Harry said taking a deep breath and laying against the wall with his hand on the tub. Draco started to squint again. "Okay then, since I can't leave any more, I better try and keep you awake." Harry said searching for something to talk about, that wouldn't bore Draco into sleep. Draco's eyes closed again and Harry splashed water on his face. Draco opened his eyes quickly again and splashed water at Harry. Harry didn't care, instead he said. "So you love her more then life huh?"

Draco squinted at Harry, "What are you talking about?" He said cupping some water into his hand and pouring on his forehead.

Harry made sure to keep his eyes on Draco's face. This was something that was uncomfortable to him. He wouldn't even shower with the Quiddich team. Harry reached up and grabbed the magazine he'd been reading off the sink, and started flipping through it. He glanced around the paper and saw Draco slipping off into sleep again. "HEY," he screamed getting Draco to wake up and splash him again, "Watch the magazine, you ever read DN Angel." Harry asked humming Draco a picture of the book from his what he was reading, and humming along to the song.

Draco yawned, "No-Did you forget of something that I had a headache?" Draco apparently wasn't planning on trying to have a civil conversation.

"Actually yeah, I think I did." Harry said going back to his magazine. "You should really read it though." He was about to recommend that Draco borrow his, when he realized how stupid that sounded.

Harry went so quiet, staring at the toilet that Draco squinted at him and asked, "You gonna puke Potter?"

Harry, his mouth open slightly stared looked over at Draco, "Uh, no…Hey Malfoy, you ever wonder what it would have been like if we would have become friends during first year?"

"No."

Harry bit his lip and looked back at the toilet. He sighed and threw the magazine off to the side. "Well why don't you get out, and I'll go get you something clean to wear."

"I can wear my own cloths Potter." He said pulling a rubber band off his wrist and putting his black hair up.

"I don't understand how your rude comments are helping your headache at all." Harry said laying a towel on the toilet lid and walking out of the room.


Draco completely refused to walk up the stairs again, and even though he was closer to the bathroom, Harry was still ended up scrubbing the carpet. "I'm Sorry." Draco said with his eyes closed. There was one small lamp on in the corner of the room for Harry to see and the sun was on the break of setting, but otherwise the livingroom was rather homey, if you could call it a home.

"Don't worry about it, just go back to sleep."

"I'll clean it." Draco choked, his eyes still closed. Draco's voice was so rough that when he spoke it made Harry's eyes water. He didn't make a move to sit up, didn't even move at all.

Harry shook his head and continued to scrub. After a while, when Harry had thought he was asleep again, Draco said, "Do you think before we leave tomorrow, Rion could have a bath?"

"I don't think that would be a problem." He said leaning down to sniff the carpet. His head flew up in disgust. Why wasn't the smell going away?

Harry wiped the smell from his nose and looked over at Draco who was looking over at him. "Sorry."

"No problem." Harry said shaking his head at Draco again and bending back over to scrub again. Jeez, it wasn't like he'd blown up the house, he could fix this and the Dursley's wouldn't even know what had happened. "I have time to rent something to clean this, If they even come back this week, they were supposed to be back almost a month ago."

"What are you talking about?"

"A carpet cleaner." Harry said throwing the rag off to the side and grabbing a new one. It felt like he was making it worse.

"No, who was supposed to be back?"

"My Uncle and Aunt…They have some money though, so they're pretty much spending the summer wherever the hell it is they went." He sat up onto his knees and glared at the carpet. "I shall terminate you!" he screeched, and then started ferociously scrubbing the carpet.

Draco laughed a little and then closed his eyes in pain. He went quiet as Harry did his damage, but when Harry came back up for air Draco said. "So you get a bit lazy in the summer then?"

Harry, breathing hard, looked over at the black haired man. "What are you talking about?"

"That thing on your face."

"Uh, my mustache?" Draco nodded. "What's wrong with it?"

"You mean your attempt at?"

"Go to sleep Malfoy," Harry said taking a deep breath and going at the spot again.

"Sorry." Draco said one more time, before rolling over and going quiet again. Harry didn't know what he thought about summer Malfoy. He wasn't the same at all. Then again, maybe this was just sick Malfoy? Either way, all this apologizing was a little awkward.


Draco shivered and grabbed around for the blanket. He opened his eyes slightly and snatched it from the floor pulling it around him again. The little bit of sun that he'd seen was enough to keep him awake. He opened his eyes and stretched, glad that his headache and stomachache were gone. Man his back hurt from this couch… Couch? He realized with a start where he was and screamed, "Rion….Harry?" he tarred up the stairs and back down, into the kitchen, the bathroom, even the backyard. He was officially pissed. Why had he thought he could trust Potter, why had he let Potter take her, how could he have gotten sick? He ran back into the kitchen and glanced the paper on the counter.

Went to the park on the corner, we'll be back later.

Harry

Draco grabbed his coat, pulling it on over Harry's cloths. Not even bothering to put his shoes on he ran out of the house. Damn Rion, if there was anything he'd taught her it was never to go anywhere without him. She never even talked to her mother without him there. He left the door wide open, and started to run remembering with a shock of pain, everything that happened last night. He limped to the soft grass and started running again. He started to walk when he finally spotted them.

He watched as little Rion threw as much leaves as she could at Harry, not that many. He would fall to the ground and come up with a giant pile of leaves to drop head. They ran in circle a while, and then followed each other as they crunched through the leaves. He knew that his was something that kids were supposed to be doing at Rion's age, something he wasn't aloud to do with her.

That's why he'd left.

Draco sat down at the tree, deciding not to ruin their fun, and watched his little sister from a far distance. It was at the same time that Harry noticed Draco that Rion screamed, "Look out."

Harry grabbed the little girl with one hand and pulled out his wand with the other. Draco jumped up and started to run towards them, but Harry shot a freezing charm in his direction and he was stuck there, to watch. The older man was someone neither teens knew, young with brown hair. Harry spoke first, "Leave us alone."

"I have my orders. I'm to take you and your sister back home, your mother is much disappointed." He said pointing his wand at them, not even noticing Draco. Harry shot another spell at Draco, and invisibility charm Draco decided because the man started looking frantically around to make sure no one was there before he shot the binding charm a little Rion. The girl screeched and started to wriggle.

"Screw my mother." Harry screamed grabbing the little girl and apperating off. Draco stood there, not able to move staring at the man. The older man started to walk in his direction, looking at his feet but walking quickly all the same.

As he passed Draco he mumbled to himself, "I thought his mother said he didn't have his wand… and when the hell did he learn to apperate." Walking behind a tree he apperated off. Harry didn't come back for Draco, and in a way, Draco was glad. The charms slowly wore off and before he knew it he was limping home with only his feet visible on the grass. The door was closed when he got there and when he knocked he got questioned like a prisoner. When Harry finally let him in the house, after much swearing and threatening Rion came thundering down the stairs and into his arms. "Dracy, that was scary." She cried as he set her on the couch next to him.

Her tears were staining her face and her cloths were dirty from the binds.

Draco took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying not to turn around and punch Harry. It didn't work. "DRACO!" Rion screamed as Harry put his hand over his nose and sat on the coffee table.

The little girl jumped off the couch and ran over to Harry, "Say your sorry Mister." She screeched.

"Sorry." Harry said, "I didn't mean for anything like this to happen. I just thought I'd take her ou-"

"Not you Harry, Draco." The little girl said taking a rag off the ground and wiping Harry nose.

"Rion!" Draco said jumping at the other two and taking the rag from her hand. "Go get a good rag from the bathroom sweetie, this one was…um, already used." He said putting the now also bloody rag on top of the rags Harry had used to clean the floor.

She looked mad at first, but new better then to not listen to her brother, and ran off to the bathroom. As soon as she left the room Draco slapped Harry in the back of the head. "Dumbass,"

Harry flinched and spoke the through the blood, causing blood to drip from his hand to his shirt. "I'm sorry…who was that?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"I don't know." Draco answered truthfully and simply.

"Well then why was he after you?" Harry said, pulling his sleeve over his hand and wiping his nose.

"Mom wants us home." Draco said sitting on the couch across from Harry and staring out the window again.

"That's a very forceful way to get someone home." Harry growled.

"Potter, this has nothing to do with you and I want to make sure it stays that way, that's why we have to leave. I don't need anybody getting hurt." He growled back as Rion came running into the room with an armful of bath towels. "Especially not her."


"So do you know what your middle name is?" Harry asked Orion as they walked down to the park. She insisted on holding his hand, to be safe, which he had no problem with. If anything were to happen to the little girl when she was in his care, he was likely to be killed.

"Course I do, it means demons." She said swinging their arms.

"Why did your mom name you that?"

"She didn't, Daddy did."

Harry laughed, "Then do you know why he did?"

"Cause of Okaasan. He said that I shouldn't have the name of someone he didn't love, so he would name me after her. She always called me a little demon."

"What…? Who's Okaasan?" Harry asked lifting their hands over Rion's head and pulling her off the ground.

She giggled. "She's my nanny, daddy told me to call her Okaasan, which means mommy in Japanese, that's what she is." She said walking faster as she spotted the park. "I don't understand that cause we already have a mommy, but even Draco calls nanny mom."

Harry must have been slowing his pace with his confusion because Rion started to pull on his arm to get him to move faster. He tied her words together slowly. The older Malfoy had another love, that wasn't Narcissa. This was who he made his children call mother.

"Who treats you better?" Harry asked as they crunched onto the park grass.

"Okaasan, she doesn't make Dracy sad either." She said smiling up at Harry and letting go of his hand, stumbling to the swings.


Harry looked over at the little girl and laughed slightly, standing up. "I'm fine Ryuu." Calling her the name he had adopted from their conversation, and walking into the bathroom. When they'd been at the park, Harry had asked what dragon was in Japanese thinking that it was a fitting nickname for little girl. Like brother like sister.

The little girl walked over to the coffee table and dropped the towels on it walking over to Draco and looking up at him. "Niichan wouldn't hurt me Dracy, you know that, stop being a meany head." she said attaching herself to his leg, "Sides, you never said anything 'bout mommy. What he doesn't know can't hurt us." She said grabbing on tighter. Draco sighed and grabbed the towels, dragging his leg and his sister down the hall.

Damn them both. They were getting along way to well. Rion was even calling Harry Niichan. Brother, why the hell was his little sister calling Harry brother. Dammit, and she was right too. Harry didn't know.

"Harry can I come in?" Draco asked knocking slightly and walking in anyway. "Umm, I'm sorry about earlier." Draco said putting the bath towels in the cupboard and pulling his sister off his leg, into his arms.

"Uh…that's okay." Harry said rinsing the towel in the running water. There he went again, apologizing, at least this time not by free will. He looked down at the little girl and smiled as she smiled up at him.

Man he wished he had a family.

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