Chapter 13

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Draco was caught off gaurd when the curse was flung at him. Of course Potter wouldn't care about the consequences of his actions. It apparently didn't matter that they weren't in Hogwarts anymore, and it didn't matter that they were not even in the wizarding world at all.

And being caught off gaurd, it hit him right in the chest.

He was flung back with so much force that he flew out of his chair, and the damn thing folded in on itself! It wasn't supposed to do that.

He hit the ground... hard. Something had to be broken, had to be.

"Dammit, Potter!" he exclaimed, painfully sitting up and pulling out his wand. "You fucking worthless wizard!" He cast a charm around himself and Potter so at least they wouldn't be seen. He then let fly a more serious curse then the one he'd bit hit with. Hopefully, his would draw blood.

Jacob started shaking as soon as his mate was flung from his side. And then he just disappeared with the strange black-haired kid! "Draco?" he yelled, very confused and very worried. What the fuck!

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Harry couldn't protect himself completely from the painful curse he was attacked with. When he looked down at his right arm he was sporting a fairly ugly and bleeding cut.

Did Malfoy call him worthless?

He let another curse fly. Why did the damn Slytherin insist on belittling him? He let another one fly and another. He was sick of this shit! What had he ever done to the blonde?

Draco couldn't protect himself fast enough, and maybe if he could use his damn legs he could do a better job. Of the three rapid curses flung his way, he managed to escape one. And the other two hurt like hell. One felt like it burned a hole right through his side, and the other punched him right in the chest. Oh yes, something is definitely broken.

He flung a couple of curses to keep Potter busy while he tried to at least stand up. He'd be damned if he would just lie on the ground and take it. He may not be able to move around but he sure as hell could at least be on his feet. Although... He had yet to stand on his own without Jacob.

Jacob!

As he tried to get to his feet, he looked to where he'd been with the wolfshifter. The larger teen was practically convulsing. It probably wasn't very smart of Draco to leave him and disappear like he had.

He managed to get his feet under him and stand, but it was very shakey. With a flick of his wand he removed the charm that kept him invisible. "Jacob!" he called.

Jacob was seconds away from letting the wolf inside burst out and tear through everything when he finally saw Draco again and heard his voice. He was relieved until he saw a large, dark, and wet spot on his mate's shirt... and one whiff told him it was blood.

"Malfoy!" Harry exclaimed, finally free of the curses he'd been hit with. Damn, he'd almost forgotten how good at cursing the blonde was. He felt like he'd been wrapped up in Devil's Snare and attacked by hundreds of pincher bugs.

He saw that the blonde wasn't looking at him, but he was looking at someone else. Someone huge... and muggle? Well, that was strange. And was his eyesight going bad or did Malfoy not look too hot? In fact, he looked like he was about to collapse... Or maybe he was just trying to confuse Harry so he could surprise-attack him.

Yeah, that had to be it. Harry couldn't have defeated the blonde so easily. It was a trick. And that large muggle was about to be cursed into yesterday unless Harry could stop it.

Harry ran as fast as he could, tackling Draco to the ground. "Leave the muggle out of this Malfoy!" he exclaimed.

Draco was too stunned at first to reply, not because Harry had tackled him (wouldn't be the first time) but because it hurt so much that he couldn't have talked even if he wanted to. It felt like every rib in his chest was broken. What the hell had Potter hit him with!

He managed to look over the messy black hair to see Jacob. For a second the larger teen looked as stunned as Draco felt, but then his shaking got worse and he was seething. He looked like he was about lose it. And Draco didn't like Harry Potter but he didn't want him dead, despite what others and Potter himself might believe.

"Go to the beach!" he yelled before grabbing Potter's shoulders and apparating them. He took them to where he'd talked with Jacob. It was deserted and a good distance away from any of the houses.

"Dammit, Potter! What the hell are you doing here?" he yelled. He wasn't to happy with their landing; Harry was on top of him and only adding more pressure to his injured chest.

Harry scoffed. "I could ask you the same damn thing, Malfoy. How did you know I was here? What are your intentions?"

Draco pushed the other wizard off of him. "I was here first you imbecile." He sat up and glared daggers at the boy. "And what the hell were you thinking? Just flinging curses at me in the middle of a muggle road in damn broad daylight? I knew you were stupid, but really? Obviously your only brain is that damn muggle-born Granger."

Harry couldn't stand it when Draco talked about his friends. He stood and grabbed the blonde by the neck of his shirt, pulling him up as well. "How about you? Trying to throw a curse at a muggle; I saw you."

"What? I've yet to curse a muggle; I don't know what you're talking about."

"That big guy, you slimy git. You were going to get him out of the way and then come back at me weren't you? Well, I saw through your plan."

"Dammit, you fool. It's just like a worthless Gryffindor to assume and attack. You're lucky I brought you here, Potter," Draco sneered, "I could have just let him bite your head off. He'll be here soon so you might want to put some distance between us."

Meanwhile...

Jacob was so fucking confused, but he knew one thing. He didn't like Harry Potter. Not at all. How dare that little runt attack my mate? His poor Draco!

He was angry as hell.

"Hey, Jacob! What the hell is wrong?"

Jacob turned around to see that he was being followed: Seth, Paul, Embry, and Quil.

"Yeah, man, you looked pissed," Embry pointed out.

"Where's albino?"

On reflex, Jacob stopped, turned, shot his arm out, and grabbed Paul by the throat. Not a good time, Paul, not a good time. Calm down, Jacob... Calm down. Breathe... He released the other wolf quickly. "Sorry," he said, continuing forward, "But Draco was just attacked and I'm about to murder someone. Don't distract me."

Paul rubbed his throat and resisted the urge to retaliate. "Attacked? By who?"

"That Harry Potter kid from his story," Jacob replied, agitated. How could he have let this happen to his mate? And there had been blood... He was an awful mate! He was never going to forgive himself.

"And where are you going?"

"Draco told me to go to the beach. That's where I'm going. I think he did his little disappearing 'pop' thing and took the little bastard with him. Probably to stop the scene they were making. The little shit just attacked out of nowhere!"

Paul had to give his friend credit. He would have shifted and killed something by now. "And you're still human?"

Jacob shrugged as he walked. "For now."

Draco had failed to tell him where on the beach to go; it did span for a couple of miles after all... But as soon as he hit the sand and the ocean breeze, he could smell his mate's scent that traveled with it. Based on the direction of the wind, Draco had taken them in the direction of the driftwood logs that Jacob had taken him to last night. He picked up his pace and ran; his friends followed suit. Seth especially, he was already very fond of Draco and didn't want him to be hurt.

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"Wolfshifters?" Harry questioned, confused. He'd never heard of them before, but it really wasn't that big of a surprise because even with his magical schooling at Hogwarts there were many magical beings and things he'd never heard of before.

"Yes," Draco replied in exasperation. He tried to tell the oaf a little bit at least. He wasn't going to tell him more than he needed to know, but he did tell him that he was here with wolfshifters as their guest. He left out the part about imprinting. "They're basically a friendlier form of werewolf, which you know all about right?" Harry glared at him. "Oh shove off, Potter. Everyone knows what he is so calm down." He looked down the beach, in the direction of all of the houses. He could just make out little specks coming closer. He turned back to Harry. "However, I say 'friendlier' lightly. They get angry and can't control themselves, which makes them very dangerous when mad, and you, of course, have definitely made one of them very, very angry. You really need to let me go."

Harry thought about it. He instantly wanted to think it was a trick, call it an old habit. But... Draco looked serious, and there was something different about him now. Call him crazy, but Harry decided to believe him and call a truce for now. He released the blonde and stepped back.

"Woah..." Draco exclaimed at the sudden release. His legs apparently didn't want to offer him any more support; he fell right on his ass. The fall jarred his entire body and he was reminded that his chest wasn't in good health at the moment. He fell back with a groan and was hit with more pain. "Bloody hell, Potter. What did you hit me with?"

"Just a few simple impact curses, the same ones I usually toss at you, you arse. I have a better question that needs to be answered: why the bloody hell did you get hit with those curses? Losing your touch?" he finished with a smirk, leaning over the blonde to be in his line of sight.

"I forgot I was talking to Harry Potter, idiot-extraordinaire," Draco replied with a roll of his silver eyes. "Of course you wouldn't judge your surroundings first; you'd attack. If you had used whatever you have as a brain, you would have seen that I was in a fucking wheelchair. So... go bend over for a troll," he finished, flipping him the bird.

"Damn, Malfoy," Harry replied, looking slightly guilty, "I almost want to apologize."

"Yeah, well don't," the blonde replied trying not to smirk a bit. They had a mutual dislike for each other, being all mushy and friendly would mess it all up. He sat up, and as soon as he did he knew he shouldn't have. Something very clearly and very loudly 'snapped'; he screamed.

Harry had heard it too. "What happened, Malfoy?" He panicked and knelt down next to the blonde; he'd never actually hurt the blonde git before... at least not enough to make him scream like that.

Draco could barely breathe, not because he couldn't but because he was terrified that something else would snap and hurt him some more. He tried to sit as still as he could, tears of pain welled up in his eyes and slid down his cheeks. "Jacob..." he whimpered, not caring the least bit about his pride through all of the pain.

"Draco!"

Harry looked up and saw the muggle from before, followed by four other large Native Americans. But they weren't muggles apparently; they were wolfshifters. And they all looked very upset... except one...

Jacob tried to control the angry shivers wracking his body, which he had nearly calmed as he ran but which got ten times worse when he heard his mate scream. He ignored the black-haired boy on his mate's side and knelt down on Draco's other side. "Draco? Draco, what's wrong? Can you tell me?" Besides the tears and the pained expression, he looked the same as he had when Jacob had seen him last, but something was obviously different. He hadn't screamed earlier or cried.

"S-Something just snapped," the boy spoke up, shaking a little himself.

Jacob could have wrung his neck, but Draco was much more important at the moment. He chose to keep ignoring the boy and keep his dark eyes focused on his obviously hurting mate. "Can you lay back?" he questioned, trying to remain as calm as possible.

"No, no, no," Draco whimpered out. "It hurts... I think... I think something's broken..."

"Draco, I need to see, and you don't need to move around a lot. Laying down would be best." The look in those wet, silver eyes at his words tore through Jacob like a bulldozer; he almost wanted to take them back. But he was convinced that it would be best for the blonde to be laying down. He sighed in relief when the blonde nodded his head ever-so-slightly. "We'll do it slowly okay?" He recieved another slight nod.

Jacob crawled behind his mate and put his hands on his shoulders for support. "Okay, start leaning back, slowly... I've got you..."

Seth, Embry, and Quil were watching Jacob and his mate worriedly. Something was obviously very wrong with him. And his blood was very easily picked out from the salty sea air; it's scent was strong. It may have looked like they were shivering in the cool morning air, but one of their own was hurting and the culprit was right in front of them...

Paul wasn't watching Jacob and the albino. He was watching the other pale-skinned teen in curiousity. He had some-what adorably messy black hair; his skin was slightly darker than albino's; and his bespectacled eyes were a vibrant emerald green... He looked worried for albino, but wasn't he the one that hurt him? Was it normal for wizards to fight and then feel bad about it? He knew that he only felt bad if he hadn't meant to hurt someone when they fought, and he believed that this was the case here. So... he couldn't find it in him to be angry at the stranger. Weird, because he certainly was upset for albino and Jacob but he wasn't upset at all with the green-eyed boy.

It seemed to take forever, but Draco was finally eased onto his back with minimal extra pain. He realized that it didn't hurt as bad when he kept his breathing to a minimum; he tried to take shallow, spaced out breaths.

"Where does it hurt, Draco?" Jacob questioned. "You're chest right? Where?"

"Everywhere," the blonde grunted in reply.

"We need to get your shirt off," the larger teen replied. He studied his mate for a moment, trying to think of the best way to remove the clothing without hurting him too much, but the shirt just suddenly dissolved.

"Is that better?" Harry questioned to deaf hears. Jacob wasn't listening; he was too busy staring at the gruesome sight that was his mate's chest.

The day before, on the beach, Jacob had been able to feast his eyes on smooth, pale, unblemished skin. What he saw... It looked painful. Draco's chest was basically one giant, ugly, dark-colored bruise. It seemed like two very large bruises, coming from two different spots, had merged together to form one big one. The ugly bruise went from dark red on the outside to an ugly deep purple color the closer it got to the points of impact. It looked like simply touching any part of the massive wound would finally let the blood that had bursted beneath the skin break free and spill. And his side, around his hip... It was practically smoking as Jacob looked at the horribly burnt flesh.

Jacob turned his gaze to his friends. "Someone go get some help." They just stared. "Now!" he barked. Embry and Quil jumped and sprinted away.

Seth stared at his new friend's chest. "That looks aweful!" he exclaimed. He sent a glare at the boy with glasses. "What'd you do that for? A guy in a wheelchair too!"

Harry stood up to defend himself. "Hey! Excuse me," he said, "But it's not like I haven't done this to him before. This time it actually worked! Besides, I already tried to apologize, and if he weren't such a slimy git then-" He stopped when the boy next to Draco jumped at him. He was too scared to move; he squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the inevitable tackle... It didn't come.

"Jacob!" Draco tried to yell.

"Paul!" Seth yelled. "What the hell are you doing? Jacob had every right to defend his mate!"

"Me, too," the grey wolf replied somewhat grimly as he shoved Jacob away from himself and the boy with glasses.

"What?"

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