Chapter 3: Monster Heart

Draco felt there was something wrong, almost like a type of magical turbulence. The feeling of safely being connected to the portkey that he was holding was slipping away. Draco let out a loud scream when he and Harry fell ungracefully onto a semi-soft surface.

Pulling himself out from under the unconscious boy who lived, the blonde waited till his eyes adjusted to the bright light. He could hear waves lapping over large rocks. Looking around Draco cringed as he realized that not only were they lost but the portkey was gone.

Cursing loudly the blonde noticed that they were on a small beach and from the looks of it; the beach was on an island that no one lived on.

Harry was laying on the ground like a rag doll while Draco explored a bit trying to figure out where the portkey had dropped them instead of taking them to their real destination.

Pacing around the beach Draco decided that the air was cooler then it was at school even in the tallest taller was warmer then he was standing on that beach.

Taking in one more look at his surroundings Draco walked inland a bit and found some wood lying on the ground. Even though he wouldn't admit it he was glad that he had taken muggle studies to understand how muggles survived without magic when they did something called camping.

After a bit of manual labor and with the use of magic Draco had a small fire going and a roughly built lean-to between two large rocks for walls and some magic to expand the inside a bit for some extra room. It took the blonde an hour to get Harry inside the lean-to and comfortable on a transfigured bed to rest while he located something to eat which was harder then he thought.

Going into the lean-to he built, Draco made his way over to the boy who lived and sat at his bed side for a moment and removed his school cloak and draped it over Harry.

"I'll never be able to return to Slytherin once it's figured out what I did, unless I can come up with a story… that is if we ever get back." Draco said softly leaning forward and pressing his lips against Harry's forehead."Even if we don't I really wouldn't mind" he said pulling away and leaving the lean-to.

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An hour later Harry began to stir to the sound of Draco softly cursing and rubbing his foot when he dropped a large branch on it. Sitting up Harry noticed that there was a cloak covering him like a blanket.



Turning around Draco looked at Harry "You should stay in bed and get some more rest, I don't have a drop of medical skills so I can't heal any bruises or cut you may have." Draco said handing Harry his repaired glasses.

Harry looked at the blonde and took the glasses and put them on.

"Where the hell are we Malfoy?" Harry asked trying to get out of bed and stumbling into the blonde's arms, his body screamed in pain from both the magical and muggle beating it took.

Rolling his eyes Draco helped his enemy into bed and covered him with cloak as a blanket. "You're a bloody twit Potter, I told you not to get up for a good reason." The blonde said letting out a sigh. "As for where we are I don't have any idea, the portkey was supposed to take us somewhere on school grounds."

The emerald eyed boy looked at the blonde beside him "I don't need your help Malfoy, How do I know that you weren't bringing me to Voldemort anyway. So you were writing the letters to mess with me weren't you. You lured me to get beaten up then you saved me… you're twisted Malfoy." Harry said, he wished he could pull the words back into his mouth and change them after seeing not only the grimace of the dark lord's name said but the hurt look in Draco's grey eyes.

Draco got to his feet and stormed out of the magically expanded lean-to and onto the beach. When he was a few meters away he sat down and looked out over the water, tears trying to force their way over the brim of Draco's eyes.

He cursed the tears for ever existing. I should have realized he would have thought this way…just because of my name and house he thinks right away I am a follower of the dark lord. Draco thought as a couple tears slid down his pale skin and fell into the sand below. The blonde wanted to curl up in a ball and sob.

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Harry mentally kicked himself for hours as he tried to get out of bed to go after the blonde, every time he moved though he was bombarded by pain that confined him to the bed that was the most comfortable thing Harry had ever laid on his whole life.

By sunset Draco finally came back into the shelter, though he took great care to sit on the other side of the one room shelter. He had removed his shirt and used it as a way to carry some of the food he found back to the shelter.

As the silence started to grow louder the wind outside started to pick up and blow through the doorway and through the small cracks in the structure. Draco ignored the wind the best he could even though he had begun to shiver and wish he still had his cloak. Putting his shirt back on he knew it wasn't going to do any good.



"Malfoy you're going to freeze over there, no… what I wanted to say is that I didn't mean to say that before. I jumped ahead of myself thinking like that." Harry said trying to scoot over on the bed as best he could. "It's getting colder out and you'll freeze over there" the Gryffindor said.

The young Slytherin thought things over before standing up and crossing the shelter and sitting on the edge of the bed before slipping his shoes off and putting them next to Harry's on the ground. Harry removed his cloak and pulled it off and put it over Draco's so it could be used as a blanket as well.

Harry felt a blush creep over his face as he felt Draco's small but muscled Quidditch toned frame lay down next to him his back facing him.

Draco didn't say anything as he tried to get some sleep which he knew was easier said than done at that time. The blonde had wished for this very moment since he met Harry before their first year and now his heart was hurting from earlier even though Harry had apologized to him it still hurt.

The wind kept howling as the rain started to drive sideways. The two boys had finally had fallen asleep, in his tossing and turning to find the best way to sleep Harry ended up with his arm over Draco's lithe waist pulling him flush against his chest like a security blanket.

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When morning came around Draco woke to a shimmer of sun light in a puddle of water that had formed in the center of their shelter. As he gained his bearings he felt a feather soft breath dance on his neck that made him give out a small squeak of surprise. Turning around quickly he stumbled back and fell out of bed bringing the boy who lived with him. Draco was a deep red at that moment and he thanked Merlin that the Gryffindor golden boy was still asleep. Harry was breathing softly as he cuddled up against the blonde's chest for warmth.

All rational thought leaked out of Draco's mind as his object of unconditional love was cuddling against his chest and nuzzling his neck. The blonde wanted to rip off Harry's clothes and take him at that moment.

"Potter wake up before I have to hit you" Draco said as the raven haired boy finally rolled off him and stayed asleep. The blonde gave a loud sigh as he left the shelter and took a deep breath of fresh air. The mental images that invaded his mind were starting to drive him crazy, the thought of Dumbledore's golden boy under the blonde's body screaming in pleasure made Draco shake his head and slap his pale cheek hard to restart his mind on a normal train of thought.

I must not think dirty thoughts… I must not think dirty thoughts… I must not think dirty thoughts Draco chanted in his mind as he slowly regained his normal breathing pattern.



He pushed a few loose strands of hair out of his eyes as he watched the waves lap against the earth where the two elements met. Draco closed his grey eyes and listened to the water as he tried to think of how to get back to school.

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Harry was still curled up on the floor as he slept; his dreams had started to change from the normal ones of flying around and playing Quidditch. They were turning into something darker; images took over, images of dark arts décor were everywhere.

"My lord I'm sorry, I don't know what happened to him… he should still be at the school, it's not my fault that he disappeared " The elder Malfoy begged as the dark lord pulled his wand out. " Please… my lord… I'll find Potter and bring him before you… my son is also missing... there could be a connection… both of the boys that were in the owlery said that Draco and the Potter boy disappeared… almost like a portkey… my lord if you let me live I'll find him." Lucius pleaded as Voldemort pulled out his wand and cursed the elder Malfoy.

Waking up in a cold sweat, Harry looked around the shelter. The Gryffindor left the shelter and spotted the blonde halfway down the beach looking at the water. Walking up to his rival Harry stood a few feet behind him.

"Malfoy… I just wanted…to…" Harry stopped when Draco turned to face him his eye lashes flecked with small tear drops. In his hand the portkey was broken in half, the two halves resting next to each other in the blonde's hand. The young Malfoy dropped the broken portkey on the ground. "We're never going to get home… we're stuck on this island… I don't even know where this bloody island is!" Draco yelled his hair mussed up from the night before. Harry had to admit that the blonde looked better with messy hair.

Harry locked eyes with the blonde "We'll be home soon, until then why don't we call a truce for now" he said holding his hand out to Draco. "I guess for now we can have a truce Potter" Draco said shaking the other boy's hand.

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A week had passed since their arrival on the island. At the moment Harry was investigating the interior of the island some more, the fresh air and interesting scenery couldn't compare to being cut off from Hogwarts.

Harry wondered if anyone was worried about them or was even looking for them.

How could they not be… we've been missing for a week, somehow even with all the magic we do every day, the ministry officials aren't showing up. There has to be something on this island keeping us from being found. Harry thought as he kept looking around making it full circle back to the now extravagant camp set up.



Draco had finally gotten off his high horse and actually got down and dirty some days when it came to collecting wood for the fire, finding food and practice dueling with Harry.

The raven haired Gryffindor was getting used to waking up next to the blonde in the morning, talking to him at meals and sharing a bed with him at night. Harry could almost say that he enjoyed seeing Draco smile or hear him laugh.

As night began to fall once again on the island the two boys were sitting next to each other watching the sky change colors. Draco was starting to wonder if he would ever get the courage to tell Harry his feelings. Sitting so close to the boy was making the blonde go crazy.

"If… I mean when we get back to Hogwarts, do you think that if it is possible to keep up this friendship even in secret?" Harry asked a light blush on his face.

The blonde looked over and smiled "Of course in secret, if it got out that we were friends then it would compromise everything." He said moving closer and pretending to be cold. "Potter… I…" Draco threw all caution to the wind and pulled the raven haired teen into a kiss that could make the dark lord blush.

Harry pushed away from the blonde his cheeks a deep red, one part of him wanted to push away the blonde ask why and the other didn't care to ask but to have the blonde ravage his mouth again. Getting up to his feet Harry walked slowly away from the blonde his head was starting to hurt.

Slamming his hand against the sand Draco silently cursed his actions. It was too soon, damn it… Draco thought.

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Lucius once again entered the study of his mansion and bowed before the dark lord. "My lord, I know how we can find Potter. When Draco was younger I cast a location spell on him so I would always know where he was."

Voldemort smirked as raised his hand slowly a small dagger held in his long fingers. "Very good Lucius…I was beginning to worry that you had no good information for me." He said as the elder blonde lifted his sleeve and held his pale arm out to his lord. Hissing lightly at the blade running against his skin Lucius looked away for a moment as the blade was pulled away.

"Locate your son; if you are correct and they are together then Potter will be ours." Voldemort remarked. Lucius pulled his wand out and pushed the tip into his blood. Under his breath he whispered the spell and tapped his wand against a blank scroll. Soon a map started to form, when the last line had stopped a detailed map of the area where Draco and Harry lay before the dark lord.



The Slytherin heir stood and held the map in his hands. "Send Severus, being a teacher he can get Potter to lower his guard long enough to bring him here." Voldemort said handing the map to Lucius and dismissing the blonde man.

Moving swiftly out of the room and down the hall Lucius found his former schoolmate in the smaller study reading over the spins of the books on the shelves. "Severus, we have finally located the boys… as a teacher the dark lord wants you to go and retrieve them and bring them here. They are on a small island, here is the map" Lucius said as the potion master turned around with a smirk.

Severus smirked and nodded, he took the map and looked at it and stowed it in his cloak before leaving the manor till he was past the charms and was able to apparate to the island. Reaching into his pocket he looked at the map once more before concentrating hard on the island as he traveled to the island.

With a rather rough landing the potion master stood up and dusted himself off and looked at the two wide eyed students before him. "Don't look so shocked, you were bound to be located sooner or later." Snape said in his cool tone.

Draco would have collapsed if he wasn't already sitting on the ground.

"Potter get Draco to his feet and get over here I have better things to do then rescue you two from this island." The potion master said as the two boys made their way over and after a moment Draco took his godfather's hand and then Harry's. As Snape contorted his face in concentration the island that had been home to the teens for the a few weeks disappeared the view became darker and more elegant.

Harry felt his stomach drop the moment he saw the décor that covered the wall. It was the same that was in his dream. That's when he heard the voice behind him that made his stomach drop another notch.

"It's so good to see you again Harry" the voice hissed as dark lord came into the room, the elder blonde Malfoy following behind him.

Snape moved away from Harry his hand wrapped around Draco's wrist as he pulled him along leaving the boy who lived alone before the dark lord.