Love & Dragons

Author: Draco-Malfoy-Potter or ayishikaysel (depending on the website)
Disclaimer: Don't own them. I made no money for writing this, although I did have a lot of fun.
Pairing: Draco/Charlie
Warnings: Boy on boy lurve

A/N: All information regarding most spells and potions that will be used throughout this story was derived from Harry Potter at Lexicon. Feedback and questions are welcomed! Thank you! Review!

Chapter four

Re-cap:

Wincing in pain with every jerky motion, Draco sat up and leaned forward slightly, putting less stress on his lower back. Charlie climbed onto the bed and brought his things with him. Sitting in front of Draco, he began washing his face with the spongy thing and a new bowl of clean water. Draco sighed softly and closed his eyes, drifting once more to his sordid past.

Flashback

Father had been on edge all week. Draco knew that it wouldn't be long before Lucius revealed his plans to him, he always did.

Something about this silence seemed odd to him though. There was something amiss in Malfoy Manor.

When Draco came downstairs for lunch that day, Spritzy, one of the house-elves, popped in to tell him that he was needed in the study.

Walking into the room, a chill came over Draco that he had only ever felt in the presence of Lord Voldemort. Once he looked around the room he realized why he was feeling it now.

Voldemort sat with his back to the window facing the southern wall. Seeing only the silhouette of Voldemort, Draco stepped further into the room which revealed Wormtail crouched at Voldemort's feet and his father looking out of the window.

There was silence in the room for what seemed like hours.

Finally, it was Voldemort who broke the silence.

"Good afternoon Draco."

"Good afternoon my Lord." The customary reply sounded strained, even to his own ears. " I trust you are doing well?"

"Actually, I've received some disturbing news of late. Have you anything important you'd like to tell me Draco? Seeing as you've waited this long, I can't guarantee I'll lessen your punishment…but you'll feel better inside."

Draco looked around the room. The only exit was a medium sized window that his father was standing next to. Well…that wasn't much of an escape plan…

Voldemort had either found him out, or he was speaking of some information he had failed to pass on. In which case he was in over his head.

End Flashback

When Draco came back to himself there was an sweet scent tickling his nose. It must have rained.

Opening his bleary eyes he focused on one thing. He was the most comfortable he's been in his entire life. He was feeling no pain, and he was in an extremely good mood.

Before he could contemplate this further, Charlie stepped into the room. When he saw that Draco was awake, he smiled and asked him if he was feeling any pain.

"Nope." Was Draco's lazy reply. "Not a thing."

"Well that's good, I pumped enough Morphine in you to tranquilize a horse."

Draco looked extremely confused. Charlie decided to elaborate.

"It's a muggle medicine. Nothing magical is working, so I gave you some of that to dull the pain until I can figure out how to heal you."

At the mention of muggle things Draco made face. Charlie laughed heartily. Picking up the Daily Prophet he began to skim articles. When he realized Draco was trying to read over his shoulder without being noticed, Charlie handed the paper to Draco.

"You can read it first. I've got to get busy anyways." With that he walked off to what Draco assumed was the kitchen. 'Going to make my breakfast I hope' Draco thought, 'Can't believe I'm stuck with the Weasel and his sibling rodents.'

When Charlie walked into the room with a tray of food and pumpkin juice, Draco was dumbfounded. He sat there while Charlie served him (making him look even more like a poncy git…), until Charlie have him a small smile and exited stage left.

'Well, at least he knows his place."

TBC…