1Disclaimer: I don't own any of J.K. Rowling's characters or plots.

Pairings:- HP/DM, BZ/RW

Warning! Child abuse and almost rape!

Dreams Can Come True

-Chapter2-

Harry awoke with a start. He had another dream, but not the ones he's used to. He kept seeing his "White Angel" as he'd come to calling him, but he still couldn't place who it was. But there was one thing he was certain about and that was that every time he woke up he felt safe and secure. And he knew that whoever it was, he would only be able to dream of him.

It was a week before Harry went back to Hogwarts, and he had yet to receive any mail from anyone except his normal Hogwarts letter and a short but also a nice letter from Remus, who also was having a hard time getting over Sirius's death. He didn't even know what was going on in the wizarding world since he stopped his subscription to the Daily Prophet. Harry figured he'd go to Diagon Alley tomorrow and stay at the Leaky Caldron until it was time to go back to Hogwarts. He knew his uncle would probably enjoy not having the freak around.

The beatings had actually slowed down too just a smack or two here when he got in the way. He was almost grateful since he could breathe a little deeper, and some of the bruises and broken bones started on their way to recovery. He could only wish that when he told his uncle he was leaving tomorrow, he would find him in a good mood.

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Draco Malfoy was sitting straight up in his bed at the Malfoy manor, having just awoken from the same dream he'd been having from midsummer. He couldn't place who the other boy was in the dream, but he knew he knew him from somewhere. For a while he just sat there, thinking about things. He started at what he dreaded all his life. He didn't know what would happen to him now that his father was in Azkaban and he was alone with his mother, who still thought that he was loyal to Voldie, and the Death Eaters were allowed in the house. He didn't want the dark mark, he didn't want to serve Voldermort, and for the first time in a long time he wanted his father. His father wasn't the evil bastard that everyone thought he was, actually he was a great father, sometimes he was rough but he knew he was trying to prepare Draco for a war. And he despised working for the Dark Lord, and he didn't want his son making the same mistake he did, but he was now in that horrid place and it did not seem as if he was getting out soon.

Draco hated his mother, if you could call her that. Ever since he was born, his father was the one who took care of him, his mother didn't even want to look at him, said he ruined her life by changing her figure. He knew his father never liked her either, arranged marriages can come out like that.

He was ripped from his thoughts by a house elf announcing someone, but he didn't quite hear it. He got and change into the days clothes and made his way down to the foyer to greet whoever was here. When he made it down and saw who it was he could scarcely breathe. He couldn't trust his eyes, it was too good to be true, he thought he'd never see him again. Lucius Malfoy was standing, in all his might, in front of the door.

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Harry made his way down to the living room where his aunt and uncle were sitting and watching the telly. He waited till there was a commercial and decided he should tell them now.

"Uncle?" Harry asked, trying to sound polite.

"What is it, Boy?" Vernon snapped looking at him with disdain.

"Um . . . I was planning on leaving tomorrow for school . . . and I just wanted to tel-ask you if that was all right?" Harry said, fixing his wording.

"Whatever, Boy, just as long as I don't have to see your freakish face again for a year!" said Uncle Vernon, turning back to the telly.

Harry made his way back upstairs to pack and make sure he finished his summer homework, glad that it went well and without a beating.

An hour later Harry was just finishing putting his things back into his trunk when he heard the heavy footsteps of his uncle making it upstairs. He didn't think anything of it until he heard them stop just outside his door. He stopped breathing, praying to God that he wouldn't come in, that he would just go to his room and leave him alone. His went unanswered and the door knob started to turn and the door came banging open. There stood his uncle, face contorted into a smirk.

"You didn't think that I would just let you leave without a going away present now did you?" His uncle then proceeded in closing the door and making his way over to Harry. Harry couldn't move, he could barely breathe. He knew he shouldn't have thought that the beatings would just stop, and he cursed himself for the thought. His uncle grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and slammed him in the wall holding him place as he proceeded in punching him in the chest and face. He let go and Harry slid to the floor in a bloody heap.

Harry knew he had at least broken most of his ribs and punctured his lung, and possible his arm was broken yet again. He didn't have time to see if anything else was broken because his uncles foot connected with his face, breaking his nose. Harry could feel the blood gushing down his face. His uncle had stopped the kicking and was now dragging Harry to his feet.

Harry's head was pounding, he couldn't even think or see straight. Vernon slammed his head into the wall a couple times, all the while yelling it was his fault everything went wrong, calling him a freak, saying nobody could ever love a freak and a no one. Finally everything just stopped, and the only sounds were Harry's barely audible breathing and Uncle Vernon's panting. It was like that for a while until Vernon just upped and left, Leaving a partially unconscious Harry behind him.

And that's where Harry stayed for the night, beaten and battered, and sprawled on the floor, unconscious.

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"Father...?" Draco said quietly. He couldn't believe it his father was here, he was actually here.

"Draco, I know you may have many questions but I need you to get Severus, and tell me where Narcissa is." Lucius said to his son.

Draco was at a lost as to why his father was here but instead did as he was told. He rushed to the fire place and called his godfather, and once he was done he went back to where his father was sitting across from the fire place.

"Father, mother went out for the day, she said she was going to France for the week. Father how did you get out of Azkaban? Did they let you go?" Draco asked, he was so grateful his father was hear but he couldn't figure out how.

"I will explain everything once Severus gets here, I promise." Just then Severus came out of the fire place, he brushed off the soot and sat himself down on the armchair next to Draco and Lucius.

"I was wondering if the rumors were true or not. Im guessing they are?" Severus asked. Draco was severely confused now. 'what rumors? Why hadn't he heard them?'

"Yes, they are true and I believe it isn't going to be safe here anymore. Not when the news gets out that they let me out. I think its time I take Dumbledor's offer and Draco and I move into the castle, or at least Draco." Lucius said looking tired and worn.

"What offer? What are you talking about father? How did they let you go?! And the bloody hell isn't safe to be here!?" Draco yelled. He was extremely confused and nobody was telling him anything.

"Draco, calm down. I was let out because Dumbledor told them I was working as a spy for him, which is partially true, you knew that. And now that it's out the Dark Lord will not be happy, and he will come after me and you. Your mother", he said with disgust, "still thinks I am his most loyal servant. And I don't think it will be safe to stay here with her being loyal to him. Dumbledor had offered we stay at the castle until it's safe again, personally I think its just to watch over me, but it's the only place that's safe for the both of us." Lucius explained, looking over at Severus then back to Draco, to see their reactions.

Severus' reaction was what he was expecting, a small nod of exceptence. Draco's was the one he didn't know. He looked over his sons face to see, astonishment and surprise along with relief. Lucius was a little surprised to that but didn't show it.

"When do we leave?" asked Draco.

"As soon as we pack, tonight." Lucius said. He really didn't feel like leaving his home and belongings behind but he had to if he wanted to protect his son. Anyways he would put up strong protection charms up and lock everything so noone, not even Narcissa, could get in. They each went up to their rooms to pack and Severus went to Hogwarts to inform Albus that they were coming.

Draco couldn't believe it, they were leaving their home to go and stay in Hogwarts. His father must really think that Voldermort was going to come after them. He was even a little afraid himself. While he was packing Draco kept thinking over scenarios of what could happen, and that's when he felt the sudden pain in his body, and the fear that overtook his mind. The pain was intense and he tried to look around to find where his attacker was but another sharp pain hit him and his let out a scream, and fell to the floor. He thought he heard his door slam open and saw a figure above his head but he wasn't sure, the pain was to intense.

"Draco! Draco!" Lucius screamed, trying to get his son attention. He had the scream from his rooms across the manor. He looked around the room trying to figure what was wrong with his son, he checked to see if a curse was on him there was no trace of one, and finally his son stopped his screams and fell silent.

"Draco? Are you alright what happened?" Lucius tried to ask his son.

"Father? Wh-what happened?"said Draco.

"I don't know why don't you tell me. I heard you scream, and came to find you on the floor. You looked as if you were in immense pain."

"I-I'm not sure what happened. I was packing and all of a sudden I was in pain and there was noone here." Draco replied shakily. His father looked deep in thought when he looked up. Then set his eyes on his son again.

"Has this happened before? Has anything unusual happened this summer?" Draco wasn't sure if he should tell him about his dreams, but he figured they were pretty unusual.

"Well around midsummer I started having these strange dreams but, I have never experienced anything like this."

"What were the dreams about?" asked his father.

"I also end up in this corridor and it's barely lit but a few torches. Then I see this...this boy, I know I've seen him before but I can't place him. I chase him around a corner and he's always there, but all I can see are bright green eyes, before I wake." Draco finished not looking at his father. After a long silence he finally looked up to see his father in deep thought.

"Im not sure about your dream Draco, and Im not sure if it relates to what just happens you'll have to look it up when we get the castle, but right now we have to go. Finish packing and meet me in my study." with that said his father got and left Draco to finish packing.

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When Harry finally woke it was twelve o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was shining brightly, too brightly if you asked him. He tried to get up but his body screamed at the effort.'Damn, going to Diagon Alley is going to a lot harder now. Damn uncle.' Harry thought. When he finally made up and to the bathroom, he could yet again barely breathe. When he was done cleaning up and making sure the disilluminate charm were in place, he grabbed his trunk and made his way outside. Finally he was leaving, and he wouldn't be back until next year.

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