Disclaimer: I am not Stephanie or J.K so these gorgeous males don't belong to me. *sigh* I wish they did but they don't so at some point I am going to have to give them back :(

A/N: Thank you to all of my adoring fans. Your reviews are making it so much easier for me to get updating. :D Keep them coming and I have a treat for you all hehehe. Oh and I am sorry if this Chapter jumps around a bit. I will get around to explaining things in more depth next chapter. So sorry in advance.

Warning: First slash warning! Don't read if you don't want to see a Jakeco kiss. You have been warned. :P


Chapter 3: Unfamiliar Territory

Draco POV

A soft, insistent clicking pierced the heavenly silence of my sleep. I sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I looked around at the room I was in wondering where the hell I was. A small single bed covered in soft brown blankets stood in the corner by the door. With clutter strewn everywhere, and clothes all over the floor it was a wonder that the occupant knew where anything was.

The tapping got louder and I tried to find out where it was coming from. To my shock there was a large, black owl outside trying to get in. I stood up slowly and waited for the world to stop spinning. I made to step across the room to open the window and found myself being caught on a long piece of plastic tubing. I frowned as I followed the tube to a silver pin object in the crook of my elbow. I winced as I pulled it out and removed the tape, leaving a red patch on my white skin.

The owl was now screeching and carrying on so I walked over and opened the window enough so that the blasted thing could get in. He dropped a small scroll on the bed and sat alongside it, obviously waiting for me to write a reply for it to take back. I exhaled noisily as I sat back down on the bed and grabbed the parchment roll. I opened it and began to decipher the untidy handwriting. God, why can't people be taught to write properly, I thought as I shook my head.

Dear Draco,

I hope this owl finds you safe and well. I don't know what happened to you Draco but I hope that you come home soon. Please know that even for all of the enmity between us, I am here for you if you ever need me. Please let me know by return owl if you are ok, so that Lucius and Narcissa can stop worrying about you. Hope to hear from you soon,

Harry Potter.

Fucking Gryffindors always trying to be noble and helpful. I scowled at the parchment and supposed that I had better do as he asked and reply before my mother sent the Spanish Inquisition looking for me. I stood up again, still a bit dizzy from having been unconscious so long. I looked round trying to find a quill or at least one of those plastic things that Muggles used to write with, pens I think they are called, but I had no luck. I started rifling through the piles of clothes and checked the small desk on the opposite side of the room. Ah-ha! Found one. I grabbed the parchment and moved back to the desk. I sat in the uncomfortable wooden chair and scribbled on the corner to make sure that the pen worked. It did thankfully and I began my reply under Harry's note.

Potter,

Thank you for your concern but I appear to be ok for now. Not that you really care. I don't know where I am yet as I have only just woken up. Tell Mother not to panic and that I will be home as soon as possible. As for my father he can rot in hell. I don't need a babysitter Potter, so don't worry your pretty little head over me. I am fine. I will let you know as soon as I make plans to come home. I don't hope to hear back from you anytime soon

Malfoy.

Reading back over the notes, it really was a study of opposites, my perfect penmanship to his messy scrawl. The writing matches the person I suppose. I shuddered at the thought of Lucius but I knew deep down that I had to face the monster at some stage. I rolled it up and gave it back to the owl. He fluffed his wings and flew back out of the window. I stared out after it, absorbing my surroundings. I don't know how long I stood there for but I snapped out of my reverie when I heard footsteps.

I jumped when I heard a door close somewhere in the house. There was someone else in the house with me. My heart started to pound out of my chest. What if it was Lucius? My knees went weak and a lump rose in my throat. I refocused on calming myself down. Slowing my breathing and regaining my composure I opened the door and boldly stepped out into the hallway. I couldn't see anyone so I padded through each room looking for the source of the noise. I heard rattling coming from somewhere to my left. I followed the sound and came across a small, bright kitchen. A tall dark haired person had the best part of their head buried in the refrigerator. He was obviously oblivious to my presence so I cleared my throat and said sharply, "Who are you and where the hell am I?"

The dark head whipped around and his deep chocolate eyes widened.

"Well? Are you going to tell me or are you going to go on gaping like a fish?" I snapped.

"The name's Jake. I found you lying half dead out in the forest yesterday and I bought you back here so that the doc could look you over." I sneered at the American.

Me half-dead? Like hell, passed out maybe. Come to think of it my memory of the last day or so was very foggy. My brow furrowed as I tried to remember what had happened. Shaking my head quickly, I walked into the kitchen. I stretched my arms up and found that I had white sticky patches on my clean neck and arms. I cringed, thinking of these strangers examining my naked form. I ripped off the patches, gasping when the tape caught at my skin. Jake strode over to me and his jaw dropped in awe.

"Dude, when I found you yesterday, you were covered in cuts and bruises. Not to mention the bite on your neck," Shuddering he went on, "Now you haven't got a mark on you. I would almost say that you were a w-,"he stopped abruptly. He seemed to be struggling with something. A flash of what looked like pain flew across his features. His eyebrows dropped and his full lips tightened. Strangely I felt a twinge of sorrow at his hurt. I mentally shook myself, I barely even knew the guy.

"So where am I?" I asked again, my foot was beginning to tap on the ground with my impatience. I looked down at my bare feet thinking that I would have to do something about my lack of clothing.

Jake replied, "You are on the La Push reservation, just outside of Forks, Washington. That help?"

"Not remotely. Would there be a chance of getting some decent clothes around here somewhere?"

"Unless you feel like going on a trip to Port Angeles you're stuck with those," Jake replied.

I scowled looking down at my body and the baggy pyjamas that I had been clothed in. "Got anything better than these?"

"Hey, those are my favourite pyjamas man, watch it."

"I don't care whose favourite they are but I have standards, and these don't make the cut. Sorry," I snarled.

I ignored the deflated look on the darker boys face as I turned and walked from the room. As I looked around some more I stretched out my limbs. Still a little achy I sat down on the couch to think. Washington? That meant that I had somehow landed in America. I was still hazy on the details. I vaguely remembered Lucius jumping in my shower and then it was just a black mess. I had heard of wandless magic, but I had never been able to master it at Hogwarts. Maybe my wish for a safe place had come true after all. The gravity of the situation had begun to sink in. I had no clothes, no money, no wand and the only person that seems at all like they cared was the handsome teen standing in the kitchen. Woah! Did I just call him handsome? What the hell? Am I going crazy?

I heard mumbling in the kitchen and then the click of a telephone receiver. Both worried and curious, I walked back towards the kitchen.

"Who was on the phone?" I asked timidly, feeling slightly guilty about my outburst.

"The doctor that left his patients at the hospital to come here and fix up your ungrateful ass. He is on his way here now to check you over."

"I never said that I was not grateful for your help did I?" I threw back at him.

"No but your attitude speaks volumes."

I glared at him. "Look, I'm sorry alright? I just need to get my bearings. You have no idea how confusing this is for me right now."

Jake sighed and sat down at the small table in the kitchen. "I know this is hard on you, but yeah I did save your life so I think I deserve at least a little respect. I don't know what has happened to you but I do know that for all of your bravado and your harsh tongue, that there is a scared little boy in there somewhere. No one comes out of something like that unscathed."

I raised my eyebrows at him. Could he really read me that easily? I hoped not.

A knock on the door signalled the doctor's arrival. A tall blonde man walked into the room, with an uncharacteristic look of shock on his face. He turned to Jake, "I see what you mean Jake. That rate of healing isn't normal."

"He's got a tongue on him Doc, you better look out," said Jake with a cheesy grin on his lips.

"Can we stop talking about me like I am not in the room now?" I said.

The golden eyed doctor laughed. "I am glad to see that you are feeling better. Jake wasn't wrong about the tongue then I see. My name is Carlisle." He held his hand out and I shook it firmly.

"Draco. Thank you for taking the time to come out here and fix me up," I said, glaring at Jake over the Doctor's shoulder. Yeah, ungrateful am I?

"You seem to have made an incredible recovery Draco. I didn't think you would be awake for at least another day or so."

I shrugged and looked at my hands.

"I guess I am just a good healer."

"Draco, if you don't mind me asking, is there something you would like to tell us?"

"If you swear not to breathe a word of it to anyone and only because I think I owe you an explanation."

"If anyone can keep a secret Draco, it is us," said Carlisle smiling kindly.

"Well, I heal quickly because I am a wizard. There is magic running in my being that speeds up the healing process," I explained, looking up at the gorgeous dark teen. Gorgeous? Merlin, I think my head needs examining.

Golden and brown eyes alike widened simultaneously. I guess that wasn't exactly what they were expecting to hear.

"My father had just followed me into the shower to, well, I think you can guess there. I was wishing with everything I had that I could be anywhere but there. And well I am guessing that the innate magic in me apparated me here."

"Apparated?" Jake's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"It is a form of magical transport. We can disappear from one place and reappear in another. It is a lot more complicated than that but that is the basic principal. Although I am pretty sure that there is no record of someone having apparated this far before. I don't think anyone has been stupid enough to try," I explained.

Jake and Carlisle both looked at me in astonishment.

"You can actually do that?" Jake asked incredulously.

"Yeah, sure. It's easy."

"So where did you apparate from then? Must be a fair way away for no-one to have tried before," Carlisle said.

"More than just a fair way," I smiled, "Try from London, England."

Jake's jaw dropped and I rolled my eyes. Where did he think I was from with my accent, really? I sighed and spoke to the Doctor.

"Carlisle?"

"Yes Draco."

"Do you think something could be arranged for me to get my hands on some better fitting clothes?"

The tall blonde man thought for a minute before responding. "My son Jasper is about the same size as you. I will ask him when he gets home if I may bring some around for you. Will that suit you?"

"I will admit it isn't ideal but I will survive, I suppose."

It was Jake's turn to roll his eyes at me but I ignored it. I was trying not to look at that damned hot body of his. My eyes widened as I felt a flush run toward my groin. "Not here, not here," I thought to myself over and over again.

Jake's deep husky voice rolled over me, "You ok Draco?"

"Yeah, just a little dizzy from sleeping so long I guess."

Carlisle checked me over and explained that the dizziness wasn't unusual, HA! If only he knew.

"Alright boys I am going to go for now, Draco, I really would like it if you could stay inside with Jake for today just to make sure that there is no residual effect from the extended unconsciousness. I will be back tomorrow with some clothes."

Oh man, this was going to kill me. I sighed and resigned myself to the awkward day inside.

"Sure thing Carlisle. Draco and I will have loads of fun," said Jake sarcastically.

The doctor gave Jake a look that seemed to say 'Be Nice' then left. I laughed and Jake turned his death glare onto me. Oh come on man. You can do better than that.

We ended up putting a DVD on and sat in a somewhat comfortable silence. Jake didn't push for more information about the magic and I just thought it would be better for me to keep my mouth shut. As the afternoon wore on, I became painfully aware of Jake's musky scent and the warmth that seemed to radiate off of his body. He brushed my thigh as he reached over me to get to the popcorn we had made earlier and this time there was nothing going to stop me 'rising to the occasion'.

Terrified he would see my 'problem' I jerked up off of the couch, knocking the bowl of popcorn onto the floor in the process.

"Oh my god Jake, I'm sorry," I spluttered out kneeling down to start picking it up.

Jake laughed and slid down to help me, his hair flopping adorably in his eyes as he lent forward. I didn't bother to chastise myself this time. He was undeniably attractive. In this close proximity it was impossible to ignore the spark between us. He looked up and caught my eye. For just one second I felt like throwing myself into the endless chocolate brown depths. Maybe this really is my safe place after all.

Jake leant forward slowly and to my immense surprise I didn't pull away. It was like a giant magnet was pulling us together. The inevitability of the situation struck me as I flicked my tongue over my bottom lip and moved toward him. My head was saying run away but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I needed Jake to make me feel better. I reached my hand up and slid it into Jake's brown mop of hair and pulled him closer. The brown eyes drooped and our lips met. Soft and gentle, they moulded together like we were two parts of one whole. I gasped at the sensation and Jake's lips opened allowing me to fully taste him. I slid my tongue over his lips and gently pulled his bottom lip between my teeth. Jake's breath caught in his throat and he pulled away. He stood up, his beautiful face stricken.

"I'm sorry Draco."

And with that he ran out of the front door slamming it behind him, leaving me with one cold and lonely tear running down my cheek.


Hehehe The first kiss! :P Bet you weren't expecting that so soon huh? Well there it is… Stay tuned for more delicious details in the next chapter.

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