AN: I think I love this chapter, though it might have a lot to do with how long it is, no it really is good, I think…how about you?
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Ryuu Oni
Chapter 3
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"I want to play house, okay, I'll be the mommy, and you guys be the babies." Rion said smiling and looking around at the two men.
Harry smiled back from his position on the floor against the glass of the fireplace. Something told him this was going to be funny. "Okay." He looked over at Draco just as the Slytherin looked at them from the window.
"I don't think so." Draco said looking like he was worried. This only managed to confuse Harry, there was nothing harmful in a little game of house. The last time he had played it had been with one of the neighbor girls when he was very young. He had been the dad at the time, and they hadn't played very long, but he was willing to try. Maybe Malfoy just didn't have any imagination and he was afraid of making a fool of himself. If that was the case than Harry was going to more than likely do the same.
Rion looked over at Draco and tilted her head to the side, "How come Dracy, you play with me all the time when we're at home?" She said laying some coasters out and filling them with invisible food.
"I'll play with you later, but I don't think we should play right now." He said. He was a cross between mad and embarrassed, and Harry could tell that he really didn't want to play.
"I'll play Ryuu." Harry said smiling.
Harry could feel his ears burning, from the corner of his eye he saw Draco glaring at him. He looked over at Draco questioningly only to see Draco look away and sigh, "Fine then, I'll play too." He sat up a little and dug his palm into his forehead for a second before sliding off the couch onto his knees.
Harry wasn't blind, he realized that Draco was still overly tired. He had mentioned a few times, that Draco might take a nap before they left, but the man was still in shock from this morning, all his trust with his little sister had been left to Harry, and Harry had broken that trust instantly. Draco wasn't going to just go to sleep and leave Harry with her again.
He looked away, deciding not to think about it, looking back at Rion who was back to smiling and filling plates. She glanced around the room again and grabbed one of the Dursleys figurines off a self and handed them to Harry, "Pretend that's fork." She whispered and went back to looking around the room again. Harry laughed and turned to look at Draco who was staring without blinking at the coffee table.
"Go ahead and eat sweetheart, nannies taking you out for a walk later." Harry heard Rion say, coming back to his 'plate' and dropping more of something on it. Harry smiled and tapped the head of the angel on the coaster before tapping his lips. "Is it good?" she asked dropping some more air on the coaster.
"Very." He said smiling. This seemed to please her and she walked away to grab another plate. She poured some air onto this one and grabbed another angel from the shelf.
"Be careful with that." Draco said looking up for only a moment before staring back at the table and yawning. She nodded to him and took a seat next to Harry against the glass, tapping the coaster and then the air above her face before smiling up at Harry.
When she realized that Harry wasn't smiling anymore she tilted her head the side again, "What's wrong, do you want more?" she asked moving to her knees and crawling sideways.
Harry didn't say anything but shook his head and look sideways at Draco again. "I thought Draco was playing too?" Harry said as she dropped more air on his 'plate'.
Rion laughed, "He is, silly, but we're having Chicken and pasta duh." She said sitting back down in front of him this time.
Harry saw Draco look up at his little sister biting his lip and looking away again. Harry didn't understand at first but then realized that that was probably something that Draco was allergic to. Somehow that didn't sound right. "We'll then why don't you make him something he can eat?"
He felt both Malfoy's eyes on him but didn't look behind him, keeping his eyes on the littler one. She looked up at him like he was talking crazy and said. "But I'm serving chicken and-"
"But why can-" Harry started only to be cut off.
"Stop Potter, she doesn't understand." Draco said from behind him. Harry finally turned around.
Harry couldn't understand this. "But-"
Draco looked away. "Can I be excused ma'am?" He said quietly looking at the table again.
Rion looked over at her brother and smiled, "Where are you going Draco?" she said still playing.
"To my room." He said still looking down at the table.
"You may." She said turning her attention back to Harry. Harry watched Draco stand up and walk behind the couch, sitting behind it so he couldn't see him anymore. He looked back down to the little girl who was now shaking her head and grabbing their plates. She walked to the table and pretended to clean, saying as she did. "You are such a good little boy, not like your brother. I don't know why he's so mean to me." She said. Harry heard another sigh from behind the couch and shook his own head.
What the hell was going on? "M-mom, may I be excused too?" Harry asked. It was weird calling anyone mom, much less a little girl a third his size.
She looked at him suspiciously, still smiling. Harry was starting to assume that Narcissa was some sort of alcoholic, apparently whenever Rion saw her she was smiling. "But nannies going to be here soon?"
"I don't want to go for a walk, I'm to tired." He didn't really know what he was doing, but he had to do something.
She nodded, "Alright I'll tell nanny to pick you up in you room."
"Umm, but I don't want to go anywhere."
Rion looked completely puzzled, "Do you want brother to come with, is that why you're being such a pain?" She asked looking a little upset. She was so into her roll now that she was actually kind of scaring him.
Without thinking he said, "Yeah, sure, can he come?"
Okay, we was a seeker, no one ever said he could duck. Besides he wasn't expecting it. At the sound of breaking china Draco's head appeared over the couch and in a one movement he was over the couch and grabbing his little sister. "RION!" he screamed at her, but she was already crying.
Harry kneaded the spot where the angel had hit and reached down to see what the angel had broken on. The metal coaster glared up at him and he picked up the two pieces.
He looked back up and couldn't help but shake a little. Draco looked furious, he was trying to calm his sister down, but it was obvious he couldn't even clam down himself. He glanced up at Harry to see if he was okay and then back down at Rion, trying to pry the other angel from her hands. She was so hysterical that Harry had the sudden urge to cover his ears but thought better of it. "Rion…" he said slowly. She looked up at him sadly still crying, "Rion look…repairo." He muttered in within second the angel was better. All he could think about was getting her to stop crying. "See it's okay."
The little girl's crying stopped quickly and she looked at his head. "Oh no." she said. She was so fixated on his head she didn't even notice Draco stand up and walk out of the room. Harry watched him walk out and looked back down at the girl.
She was still staring it him and his hand flew his forehead wondering what had happened. "I don't feel anything?" He said annoyed and stood up quickly. He looked back down at her and said, "Stay here," before walking out of the room.
He didn't have to go far to find Draco, who was sitting on the floor in the entryway, his back against the door. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked up at Harry, "It's not okay."
Harry looked down at the blond, getting a little nervous that something else was about to go flying at his head, but asked anyway, "What are you talking about?"
"It's not okay, I know it isn't. Thanks and all for trying, but you asked for it when you agreed to play." He stopped for a second, blinking and then saying, "Are you okay?"
"It hurt a little when she threw it, but I cant even feel it now." He said not knowing what he should do. He swallowed as Draco looked up at his forehead, something that he hated anyway.
"We'll you have a huge bruise." Draco said looking away and sliding up the door to stand. "But you could heal that easily. I think you'll live." He said walking past him into the living room again.
Harry sighed and turned around to follow, "I wasn't complaining Malfoy."
"Never said you we-"
"Dracy, look at that owey." Rion said starting to cry again. "I didn't mean to do that, I'm sorry." She said running to Draco and throwing her arms around him. "Now he has a big cut, I'm sorry."
He sighed and picked her up, "He doesn't have a cut Ri." He said rolling his eyes and shaking his head. He smiled at Harry and mouthed 'scar' before explaining. "Remember when we talked about You-Know-Who?" She nodded and then seemed to understand completely. "That's why you don't have a mommy." She said smiling.
Harry hadn't ever heard it put that way before and he didn't really like it. He looked away, seeing a little of the older Malfoy's in Rions eyes. He looked back up at giggling as Draco attempted to stop any more talking, by tickling. Her eyes lit up, and Harry knew that at the sound of her laughing, Draco would slowly calm his nerves.
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Both Draco and Rion had been amazed at the TV when Harry put in a movie to keep her busy, but even that hadn't kept Draco from passing out on the couch and hour into the movie. Rion sat through the whole thing without making a noise, afraid that if she said anything, she would miss something. After all she didn't know that she could just rewind it, maybe she didn't even know that she could watch it again.
But when Harry explained to her that she could see it again, and it would be exactly the same, she went crazy. The entire second time she started to repeat certain phrases and by the last time she was acting it out. Harry was just glad that he had a book to read. Because although it was cute, he hadn't even liked the movie in the first place, and it was starting to get really annoying. It was starting to get dark, when Harry put it in for the fourth time. With everything that she went through the day, Harry wasn't surprised when she started to snooze off.
She cuddles deeper into the chair, pulling the blanket closer. As soon as he knew she was asleep he turned the movie off and all the lights except the one next to his chair. He didn't want to wake either of them up. He knew that when Draco woke up, he would want to leave, and he knew that if he woke Rion up, and she was still awake when Draco wanted to leave, then he would be more then pissed at Harry.
He didn't know what he wanted to do, but there was no way he was going to let them leave again, go back out on the street where they weren't likely to find any food-or shelter. Malfoy didn't even have his wand, what would he do if that guy came after them again? Rion was too little to defend herself, it got pretty cold during the night. It wasn't her fault that they were out there, and she should have to suffer. But at the same time, he knew, Draco would never purposely hurt his sister. There had to be a reason.
He thought back to what had happened that day and looked over at Draco. That was exactly why they had left. If that's what Rion thought it was like in a house, then there had be something seriously wrong with theirs. Sure Harry wasn't really one to say, but he knew just from the Weasleys, that wasn't how it was.
Harry felt his heart drop a little and what kinds of things went on. Rion made it sound like Draco barely ever got to eat when he was at the table with the family. If he didn't eat what was served did that mean that he didn't get to eat at all? Harry stopped trying to read his book and through it on the table in front of him. He scratched his nose and looked over at the Slytherin. From the look of him, curled up on the couch, Harry would doubt it if he didn't eat at all. Even through his baggy cloths, Harry could easily tell that Draco was skin and bone.
At the same time he couldn't help but look over and see that Rion looked rather healthy. They was still petite for a young child, but she wasn't sickly looking like Draco. Harry thought about his use of words and looked back at Draco. 'I don't think sickly is the right word…maybe fragile?' Harry thought. He shook his head, pretended he hadn't just thought that, and looked at the cover of his book.
He couldn't even think of someone, someone he could trust not to kill Malfoy of Ryuu. An idea popped into his head, but before he had time to think about it he heard Malfoys voice growl, "What time is it Potter?"
Harry glanced at Draco, who was squinting at him in the dark. He didn't move to sit up, but waited for an answer-shivering a little. Harry looked at his watch and than back at Draco. "Want something to eat?"
Draco closed his eyes and growled again, "What time is it?"
"It's about seven." Harry answered standing up and slowly stacking the coasters in their holder.
Draco's leg twitched and mumbled a swearword under his breath, but he didn't move to stand. Instead he pulled his legs in tighter and shivered again. "Did Rion take a bath?"
"Shit, forgot about that." Harry said turning towards her quickly to wake her.
"No, Potter, it's fine. Don't wake her up." He said closing his eyes. Harry pushed his glasses up on his nose and stood staring at Draco for instruction.
"Are you allergic to turkey?" Harry asked quietly after what felt like forever.
"I wouldn't chance it. Any bird for that matter." Draco answered not opening his eyes.
Harry continued to stand, waiting for directions. "Steak?"
"Once I was, but then the next time I ate it I was fine. But I don't want any of your food."
"Well I'm not chancing that anyway. What about fish?"
"I said-"
"Malfoy, are you allergic to-"
"No."
Harry sighed. "How about potatoes?"
"It's the only thing I can eat." Draco answered. He shifted in the dark and with a start Harry realized that his eyes had been open the whole time. The shadows tricked him.
"No milk?" Harry added still not moving.
"Waters fine."
Harry shook his head and headed to the kitchen. He heard the bathroom door close a few minuets later, and when it opened again Draco came stumbling out yawning. Somehow, even though he'd slept so long, he still looked tired, possibly more. Harry wondered if Draco had even slept at all. "Are you all right?" Harry asked grabbing a cup down.
"Fine Potter." Draco sat down at the table and sat as strait as he could. Harry could tell he was trying to make it look like everything was okay, but it wasn't worth the effort.
"Knock it off Malfoy," 'I'm not going to judge you, put down your damed shied.' "You need to eat." Harry said placing a plate down in front of him. Harry walked over to the island and disappeared behind it.
"What did you do, poison it?"
Harry looked over the top of the counter and glared at him. "Just eat." He grabbed a packet of strawberry Kool-Aid out, and set to work making it. He glanced at Draco as he stirred and frowned. "Damnit Malfoy, do I have to beg?" Before Draco could even react Harry dropped the spoon loudly and said, "Please friggin' eat."
Draco's eyes went wide, he cut off a piece of the food and put it in his mouth. "Ow, hot," he sputtered spitting it back out.
Harry held the laugh back as much as he could but Draco still looked completely offended. He seriously looked hurt at first and Harry tried to swallow a nervous lump in his throat. "We'll is it good?"
"I didn't take a bite yet." He said making Harry feel stupid. When he couldn't take Malfoys stare anymore he turned back to his Kool-Aid and started stirring again. He didn't look back at Draco until he set the pitcher onto the table and filled up Draco's glass. He smiled when he saw that half the fish was already gone and Draco was shoving a large forkful into his mouth.
"Your going to choke if you don't take smaller bites, you know." He was sure that Draco was going to be mad at him, but he took the chance anyway. He was surprised when Draco just looked up at him slowly chewing.
Harry smiled and grabbed a glass for himself, and making a plate for himself. He sat down across from Draco, who was now eating considerably slower, and asked, "Well?"
Draco looked like he didn't understand what Harry was talking about and continued to chew. Harry pointed his fork at Dracos fish, asking his question without words this time. Draco swallowed. "It's pretty good." He said quietly, looking down at his plate and cutting of another bite.
"I think you like it." Harry smiled, hoping that Draco didn't take his joking the wrong way.
Draco didn't look up, but took another bite and whispered, "I'm so hungry I would eat an entire chicken raw, if it presented itself in front of me- but this will do."
Harry glanced over at Draco, not able to tell by his voice if he was joking or not. Harry's heart fell when he saw that Draco was being completely honest. Not because Draco didn't like his food, but because he realized that Draco hadn't eaten anything since the night before, and that little bit all ended up in the toilet. "When did you eat last?" Harry wondered aloud, "I mean before you got here."
Draco didn't answer right away and Harry wondered if that was to personal or something, but then he swallowed and said, "I think it was a little while before we left."
Since Draco had answered, Harry didn't think another question would be to far, "How long is a while."
Draco put a fried potato in his mouth and looked up at Harry like he was annoyed but when he saw the expression on Harry's face he looked back down and answered. "Maybe about a day or something?"
Harry must have gasped or something because Draco looked back up, "What?" he said looking behind to make sure Rion was still in the living room safe.
"How long were you traveling again?"
"Maybe a night." He said as if it wasn't a big deal.
"You mean to tell me you haven't eaten in two days?"
"Well, no, I ate yesterday." Draco said offensively.
"But you threw the lot of it up three second later."
"Why the fuck do you care Potter?" he paused, is if realizing something. "Rion ate, if that's what your really worried about." Draco said setting his fork down loudly and glaring at Harry.
Harry didn't understand what would make Draco even think about that. "No, I know… you wouldn't even let her get hungry much less starve." Harry said slowly.
Draco sighed and turned to look down the hall to his sister still sleeping peacefully on the couch. "So maybe I didn't really have a plan, and it turned out we didn't really have any food in the house that I could even eat. I wasn't really thinking about me right then." He said going quiet. It was so quiet Harry could hear the sound of the refrigerator from behind him.
I thought wondered into Harry's mind, wondering if she was part of what had him so freaked out during sixth year-maybe even a good influence- and he suddenly had the urge to know what Draco was thinking. "Why don't you just stay another night?" Harry blurted out.
Harry looked at Draco, waiting for an answer. Draco continued to stare at his little sister, not answering. Harry watched the Slytherins white lashes fall and then open, blinking slowly. "Because she likes it here way to much, and I feel more uncomfortable here then on a rock."
Harry frowned, he didn't know why he felt the need to say it, but somehow it felt like he had too, "I'm sorry."
Grey eyes rounded on him, "What the hell are you sorry for? I'm the one intruding in your house, eating your food, sleeping in your house. I'm the one who treated you like shit all through school-"
"I did too, treat you like shit I mean, I almost fucking killed you." Harry said biting his cheek and looking away quickly.
"But I attacked you first."
"I shouldn't have been there in the first place…"
"No arguing there." Draco snorted.
Harry looked down at his plate, "And that's why I'm sorry."
When Draco didn't say anything for long time, Harry looked up. He met Draco looking at him curiously. "It's too weird."
"What is?"
"Being here." When Harry looked at him to explain he obliged, "I mean, it's a muggle house for on thing-your muggle's house." Harry scoffed, think of them as his muggles, he didn't even want ownership rights. Draco looked up for a second and Harry nodded. "And well, lets call it pigheaded, but I seriously don't like getting help from anyone, least of all you." Draco said calmly. "And call it selfish but a lot of the reason I want to leave had to do with the amount of time Rions going to hate me. I can't stand it when she's mad at me, and somehow I'm going to have to keep her at hand while she's mad at me whi-" A yawn overtook the rest of the sentence and Draco covered his mouth quickly.
"But seriously though, not tonight- you're just going to have to stop to sleep anyway."
"I can sleep in the morning." Draco said defensively. He popped a potato in his mouth.
"She'll be fully awake…" Harry said taking a drink.
"Well then I'll wait until she goes to sleep, I'm not that tired, I can run off two hours of sleep easily." He said only to be proved wrong with another yawn. He threw his hand over his mouth again and growled, "Damnit."
Harry didn't knew better then to laugh, and even kept a strait face. Besides he really didn't want either of them hurt because of something like lack of sleep. He wasn't going to let Draco leave the house tonight, even if it meant he was going to have to knock him out. But he hoped it didn't come down to that. He could tell that Draco was winding down anyway. Something that Harry had thought about during Rions second movie popped back into his head, and it was out of hid mouth like chicken out of Draco's. "Where are you going anyway?"
Draco almost chocked on his last potato, and he almost drank the rest of his water before he finally spoke. "Did I mention I didn't have time to plan?"
Harry seriously had to physically stop himself from exploding, involving his tongue, teeth, and blood. Then he thought about it a little and realized that there had to be some reason. A reason why Malfoy, who to his name was rather unfortunately smart, would feel the need to leave the house he was constantly bragging about. Once again, Harry didn't have the courage to ask, but he didn't know if he really wanted to know anyway. Instead he said, "No plan…then tell her it's an adventure…" Draco looked like he was thinking about this when another yawn hit him.
Harry didn't let Draco think about much longer before he said, "But before you go on the great journey, you should get some more sleep."
"…I don't..." He stopped and looked back at his sister. Harry watched the lashes fall again, but they didn't open as quickly this time. In fact Harry had nervously gulped down his entire glass of juice when he finally turned back. "Do you have anymore of this." Draco said quietly pointing at his plate.
Harry smiled halfheartedly, his question still not answered. He was happy anyway that someone likes his cooking, the Dursleys we're always complaining about it, but then- they still ate every last bite. He stood up and grabbed the pan, refilling Draco's plate with fish and chips and turning back to drop the pan into the sink. He would do the dishes later, maybe before he went to work tomorrow, he was starting to get a little tired from everything that had happened in the last two days. Dracos voice broke the silence, "One thing Potter."
Harry grabbed the pitcher of juice and poured more for both of them. "What's that?"
"You're sleeping in your own bed." Draco said eating slower then before.
Harry shook his head, "I did."
Draco shook his head back, "No I know that was your room, that bird smells."
Harry laughed lightly, "I know that was my room… I guess you could say that I slept in my 'other room' last night."
Draco smiled, "So the muggles treat you good then?"
Harry burst out laughing. It took him a while to stop, and when he did Draco was looking at him confused. "Not really, most people wouldn't agree with that."
"Two rooms and permission to the entire house when they're away, I think that's what threw me off."
"Well one was where I lived until they found out my godfather wanted to kill them…it's actually not a room, apparently they used to keep the coats under there before I came along, rather nice coats that they wish they hadn't had to move into their wardrobes-" he cut himself off, realizing her was rambling. "Uh, yeah, it's under the stairs. But anyway, it to small for two people- and you are not sleeping on the couch."
"She already is, and I don't want to sleep away from her, and I sure as hell don't want to wake her up." Draco said. He looked so set that Harry didn't bother to argue anymore.
He sighed, "Fine then."
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AN: Hey was that a good chapter or what?
