Chapter Twenty-Four:
All I Need
A/N: Read, Review, Enjoy!! This is a short chapter, my apologies!!
.Lover - Thank you!! The Celtic Love Knot necklace idea came from my boyfriend who got us those for Christmas =P
allieb23 - I'm glad you liked it...but you won't know the nature I speak of when I say 'naughty Harry' for one more chapter!! Hehehee
All I Need - Radiohead
I'm the next act/Waiting in the wings
I'm an animal/Trapped in your hot car.
I am all the days
That you choose to ignore.
You are all I need,
You are all I need.
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds.
*
It felt awkward being back at school, and Harry felt a constant tugging at his heart and he knew it was the absence of Draco.
As he sat at the Gryffindor Table for dinner on their first night back, the brunette couldn't stop looking over at the group of Slytherins Draco was currently sitting with, occasionally the blonde would risk a quick glance at his lover. Harry wasn't happy at all to have to be separated again, unable to spend every constant minute of the day together.
"Mate, you alright?"
"M'fine, Ron," Harry muttered darkly, stabbing his fork into his mashed potatoes repeatedly and only looked up to check that Draco was still there across the Hall.
Hermione and her boyfriend exchanged a quick look before she reached across the table and gently touched his arm, Harry quickly recoiled with a scowl. "I said I'm fine now could the two of you just bugger off already?" and with that, Harry had fully lost his appetite and jumped up only to storm from the hall mumbling to himself.
"What the hell was that?" Ron huffed, crossing his arms and pouting next to his girlfriend.
"Who knows...but it looks like Malfoy can't even keep Harry's temper at bay anymore," Hermione commented in a whisper, in case anybody heard them.
Up in the Gryffindor Tower, Harry paced and breathed deeply across the Boys dormitory. "You're going to see him tomorrow night, alright? It's just one day, one lousy day you have to spend apart. It's not that bad, really. Breathe. You are so pathetic, Harry..." the brunette groaned to himself, trying to keep his emotions and incrediable want for Draco to be at his side as faraway as possible.
Finally settling down on his bed, Harry decided upon awakening the snakes that coiled on the Malfoy signet ring. "What do you need of us, Harry?"
"Nothing Mael, Talia. Just felt like talking..."
"Of course, and how is Master Malfoy doing?"
"We hope that you do not feel disheartened from your slight separation. We both understand that true soul bound people are quite difficult to separate..."
"It absolutely bloody sucks! I already miss him and feel like I'm going insane!"
"Maybe talking about him to us will make you miss him less?"
Three quarters of an hour passed before Harry was finally joined in the room with somebody else, and above all people it had to be Ron that had to interupt his conversation with Mael and Talia.
"Harry, are you speaking Parslemouth to the snakes on Malfoy's ring?" he questioned, slowly approaching Harry's bed where the sheets now lay amuck.
"Yeah, got a problem with that?" Harry quickly snapped, he didn't feel like being kept from his current conversation which revolved around the ancestors of Draco that the ring had come to know.
Ron scowled heatedly, "Yeah, it's bleeding creepy! I don't want to come in here and have you speaking Parselmouth to an inanimate object, you look crazy!"
"And what if I am crazy?" Harry snapped and flung his curtains shut around him, discontinuing his and Ron's conversation as the redhead grumbled and stomped away.
Downstairs in the Slytherin dungeons, Draco's first evening back at Hogwarts after the holidays wasn't going so well either. The Slytherin Prince could be found reading 'Brave New World' by Aldous Huxley, Harry's headphones shoved in his ears as he listened to his fiance's music soothingly by the lit fire.
Theodore Nott approached the blonde with a slight scowl, he nudged him in the shoulder to get his attention and immediately recieved a sharp glare as Draco detatched one of the ear phones from himself. "What do you want?" he asked lazily.
"Oh nothing, just wondering where you got that Love Knot from, 'eh?" Nott questioned suspiciously, he had never been completely fond of Draco and now that two Slytherin Sixth Years had unexplainably disappeared from Hogwarts - Nott was keeping his eyes on Draco.
"A Christmas gift from my Father," Draco replied simply.
"Your Father gave you a Love Knot? That's pretty twisted, even from a Malfoy," and within two seconds, Draco had abandoned his novel and grabbed Theodore by the scruff of his collar, hoisting him onto his tippy-toes as the other Slytherin merely looked downward calculating at Draco.
"Please remember to shut the fuck up, Nott! Nobody cares what you have to say," the blonde growled menacingly, and all eyes in the Common Room were suddenly on the two of them as Theodore began to crookedly smile. "What? What the fuck is it?" Draco snapped, searching the other boys mirthful eyes.
"Oh nothing...I just think I struck a chord is all," he grinned broadly.
Draco, not in the best of moods and not exactly wanting to deal with anybody, found himself getting angry. In a quick motion, he rounded his fist back and connected it with Theodore's face, a sickening crack resounded from a tooth breaking as blood immediately dripped down the sixteen year-olds face. Draco released him onto the floor in front of their audience before snarling at all of them.
"Ms Bulstrode, please assist Mr Nott to Madame Pomfrey immediately," Snape's cool and collected voice sounded from the portrait hole, everybody jumped to stare at their Head of House as Draco merely snarled at him too - and some of the younger students were amazed by this, though the older ones had gotten used to Draco's unease for authority. "Mr Malfoy, you will be serving detention with me tomorrow evening straight after dinner. Do not be late," and with that, Snape left the room.
'How is it that man always comes in at exactly the precise moment something is happening? It is like he has a Sixth sense for people breaking the rules...' Draco grumbled to himself before sending a sharp glance at the quiet Slytherins and storming off to his dormitory.
'Gods Harry, I miss you so much already,'
*
I am a moth
Who just wants to share your light
I'm just an insect
Trying to get out of the night.
I only stick with you
Because there are no others.
*
"Wait, we have this class with Slytherins? Why us, why us?" Ron moaned as the Golden Trio took a seat in Professor Trelawney's classroom for Divination. Hermione didn't want to be taking it again, but somehow Ron had talked her into it.
"It's not so bad," Harry said, feeling slightly happy ever since they returned as he watched Draco strut into the classroom, Crabbe and Goyle in tow. They were the last three in, and there was only one round table left...right next to the Trio's. Harry was positively beaming now, and he couldn't quite keep it to himself as Ron scowled at his best friend.
Professor Trelawney began the first day of review from last years Divination class, Harry took out a piece of parchment and quill to begin writing pointers down but found himself continuously distracted by Draco's close proximity. Apparantly, the blonde couldn't keep his eyes off of Harry either.
Hermione had to keep nudging her best friend, trying to get him to pay attention but moreso attempting to keep the two lovers undercover before they both blew it. "Can you believe how much they miss each other? It's sick," Ron hissed beneath his voice when Harry was in another trance.
"I guess that's what bonded soul mates are like...they just can't get enough," Hermione responded unsurely, this was only an educated guess.
Finally, somebody other than the two Gryffindors, noticed the looks Harry had been sending Draco as Crabbe turned around in his seat to face the brunette who quickly averted his gaze. "What do you want, Potter?" he whispered venomously.
"Nothing from you, you pigs arse," Harry retorted angrily, but by this time he had also caught the attention of Goyle who was slightly more observant than his friend.
"Is that a...Love knot?" his eyes widened as he looked at it, and suddenly Draco looked over too at the sudden turn of conversation.
"I gave it to him for Christmas, now shush before the Professor comes over!" Hermione intervened brilliantly, Crabbe and Goyle snickered at her usual testiness but thought nothing more of it.
"Thank Merlin they're thick enough to believe that...thanks 'Mione," Harry said after a minute of calming, he was so worried in that one moment that he and Draco were going to be given away.
"Don't thank me yet," was all she responded before turning her attention back to the Professor.
As Harry left Divination, it was time for lunch and so he dropped off his bag in the Common Room on the way down there with Ron and Hermione. He was feeling relatively better, but still extremely strained from the distance of his lover. Before they got into the Great Hall, Harry suddenly found himself stumbling over somebody else's foot.
The brunette growled from the ground and looked up to see a smirking Theodore Nott. "Watch where you're walking, Potter," he scowled.
Hermione glared at him as she reached out to help Harry off of the ground, he unintelligably took it with his right hand. The Malfoy signet ring gleamed brightly off of the reflection of the sun seeping in through the windows and caught Theodore's eye, and then the Celtic Love Knot on Harry's chest quickly followed suit.
Theodore's smirk widened considerably. "Potty's got a secret, Potty's got a secret..." he teased as Harry merely snarled at him, not knowing what his classmate had caught.
"Would you just crawl back into whatever hole you came from?" Harry snapped.
"Oh, seems like your secret has been giving you lessons on how to be a Slytherin. We'll make a good one out of you yet, don't you worry Potter...or should I say Malfoy?" and without another word, Theodore strode into the Great Hall chuckling brilliantly to himself as he sat down next to none other than Draco himself.
Harry had paled, his hold on Hermione's hand tightened as Ron gently touched his shoulder. "How the fuck did he figure it out?"
"Er...just my guess in saying maybe it's the ring, or the necklace, mate. Did you really think that none of the Slytherin's would notice? They've probably memorized that ring," Ron said softly, he understood fully well the implications the reveal of Harry and Draco's relationship could have. The blonde would be at heightened risks and most likely the death of Lucius Malfoy would have to be explained.
Draco was stabbing angrily into his lunch, why the fuck did Nott have to choose to sit next to him with that sickening smirk? "I see you got your nose fixed,"
"Better than ever. I was quite mad at you, but then I just took out all my frustration on Pothead and his little Weasel friends," Theodore grinned largely as Draco's head quickly snapped up to the Gryffindor Table to ensure his lovers safety although he wore a cold mask.
"When?"
"Just a moment ago...it was rather fun. Watching Potter fall, stutter like a fool, he's such an imbocile don't you think?" Theodore pushed.
"Shove off, I am trying to eat," Draco muttered darkly.
Theodore shrugged and began his own lunch, but five minutes in he started talking again. "I couldn't help but notice how good looking Harry Potter has gotten this year," he continued speaking when he saw Draco's face quickly turn into a scowl, "He's still a dirty Gryffindor and all but the hero bit seems to have been outdone and now he's just...sexy Harry Potter, don't you think?" Theodore was becoming more satisfied as a growl began deep in Draco's throat, the blonde tried his hardest to ignore his classmate. "Mm...what I wouldn't give to have that Potter bitch on his knees for me, sucking me off,"
Draco was gripping his fork so tightly now the steel was bending, his eyes glared holes into his plate as his breathing was ragged beside Theodore. He didn't notice how much emotion he was also sending Harry's way, and the brunette quickly stood up from his table from across the Hall as his best friends watched him curiously.
"I reckon he'd be a good fuck," was Theodore's last straw to pull as Draco growled audibly now.
"You shut the fuck up Nott, you shut the fuck up if you know what is bloody good for you this instance," Draco snapped.
"Awh, you want some piece of the pie too? I guess I could give you sloppy seconds...we could tie him down and take our turns," Theodore was purring seductively now and Draco just couldn't take it anymore.
This was his mate. HIS mate this slime was talking about. Insulting his Harry, his husband, his lover, his everything. Draco couldn't take it. He finally thrust his fork down onto his plate and turned to Theodore who held a bemused smirk. "You wipe that bloody smirk off your face and shut the hell up if you do not want Merlin himself to bury you," Draco was standing now, his fists clenched and ready to break the boys nose again. Professor Snape was quickly heading in their direction...but Harry got there first.
"You stay the fuck away from my Draco if you know what is good for you, Nott. Unless you want to be sinking to the pits of the Black Lake in ten seconds, I reckon you take my advice," Harry growled beneath his voice, stepping between Draco and Nott as his boyfriend's jaw dropped open.
"H-Harry..."
"Shut up Draco. We can't do this anymore, you know that right? We just fucking can't. Today was hell. Yesterday was hell. And it hasn't been a full twenty-four hours yet! We can't hide ourselves anymore...we need to be together," Harry snapped to the blonde who promptly closed his mouth and nodded firmly in agreement. It was true, they needed to come out. This hiding behind closed doors thing just wasn't work out for them.
"Mr Nott, ten points from Slytherin from provoking other classmates," Snape's voice hissed from behind the three. Theodore turned around and his face automatically fell. "Draco, Harry," Severus nodded to both of them before striding back over to the Head Table. He knew the boys could handle themselves now.
"Piss off, Nott," Harry snapped one more time before grabbing ahold of Draco's hand and leading him out of the hallway. The blonde didn't protest once.
"They are going to have a hell of a newspaper field day tomorrow," Draco commented dryly.
"Sod them. It doesn't matter, as long as we can finally be together,"
Draco nodded, "I have not wanted anything more in my entire life."
*
You are all I need
You're all I need.
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds.
It's all wrong, it's all right.