Title: Learning to love a blonde Slytherin
Summary: Harry Potter hates Draco Malfoy and vice versa. But, what will happen when on one night, Harry Potter found Draco Malfoy unconscious, injured, and bloody on his doorstep? HPDM featuring SBLM and SSRL. Ron, Hermione, and Narcissa are total ass! Pervy and lunatic ol' Voldy! Beware of major OOC-ness and mature content! I'm sucks at summary and title...
AN: Thank you for all of my reviewers. I really appreciate it! Thank you so much! I was relieved when my first story got good responses! I will update this story once or twice in a week. Every suggestions and critics, and of course compliments, are warmly welcomed! Off to the story then! Happy reading, guys!
-Kurosu
Chapter 4
It was an amused Severus Snape that entered the dining hall. When he went to the Draco's room to wake him up he found Draco still fast asleep, with none other than Harry Potter curled up around him. Harry's had his arms wrapped protectively around Draco's slender figure, while Draco buried his head on Harry's chest. It was the first time Severus saw both boys so relaxed and peaceful. He smiled when Draco stirred slightly and Harry tightened his grip. Making Draco snuggled deeper in his warm and save embrace. Severus knew that this is what his godson needed. A person that simply loving him for who he was. Even with his father's reassurance, Draco still had a hard time for believing that he worth of love for just being himself. He believed that all people, outside his family, was loved and cared for him because he was a Malfoy heir.
Not wanting to woke the boys up, Severus tip-toed till he exited the room. He was smiling widely when he entered the dining hall. Making Remus wondering what had gotten into him. He arched his eyebrow and asked,
"Any reason why you grinning like a fool in this early morning?"
Severus laughed and kissed him softly.
"Your cub has grown up."
Soon, Remus was smiling wider than Severus was and he asked excitedly,
"Did he confess his feelings to Draco? Did he? Did he?" he almost bouncing in his seat from all of the excitement. He gave a whoop of joy when Severus nodded.
"Oh, I've gotta tell Sirius!"
Before Severus could stop him, Remus was racing through the hall towards the master bedroom where Sirius and Lucius slept. He knew, the moment Remus opened the door he would likely blushing like mad and unable talking without stuttering. He knew, both Sirius and Lucius were similar with rabbit when it came to their mate. And Remus often forgot it and walked in on them more than once, and get an eyeful. Severus hated the times when he was stuttering like Quirell. However, Severus laughed when he heard Remus yelled,
"ISN'T A BIT TOO EARLY FOR THAT?"
Draco was comfortable and warm when he woke up that morning. He stiffened when he felt someone's arm around him but immediately relaxed when he remembered what happened last night. He snuggled deeper into Harry's chest and chuckled softly when Harry mumbled sleepily,
"Five minutes more, Siri..."
"Get up, love. We don't want to miss my Dad's pancakes, do we?" He kissed Harry. Making him wide awake and deepened the kiss. Draco moaned softly when he felt Harry's mouth invading the sensitive flesh on his neck, leaving a small-red hickey. He was about to asked Harry to stop, he was half-hard now, and he wasn't ready for the next step. Hell, it was only last night when they confessed their feelings. He was scared now when Harry start to groping his butt. He stiffened immediately. He whimpered quietly and gripping the sheets for dear life.
'He's Harry... Not HIM... He's Harry...'
It appeared Harry noticed his love's sudden behaviour change because he stopped. His heart was sunk down to his stomach when he saw the state Draco was in. He had tears running down his pale cheeks. The adorable blush that Harry came to like was completely vanished. His eyes showed nothing but fear. Harry was wondering did he push Draco too far or too harsh.
"Dray? Love... what's the matter?"
Though he was in front of him, it seemed that Draco's mind was far away within his memory. He kept staring unseeing at the ceiling. His breathing was shallow and slow. Harry was starting to scared now but he try to remained calm. Gently, he collected the distressed teen into his arms. He rocked him back and forth like a mother who was soothing her child after a horrible nightmare.
After several minutes, Draco starting to came around. But when he saw Harry, he burst into tears and thrashing wildly on Harry's arms.
"No! Don't look at me! Don't ever look or touch me!" He wailed
Quickly, Harry put several privacy charms on around the room. He knew Draco wouldn't handle the other men well when he was so hysterics like this. He held Draco tightly as the blonde thrashing and screaming against his body. When the hysterics died down, Draco slumped against Harry's chest. He looked so defeated. Carefully, Harry set the blonde on his lap and held him tight but gentle.
"Draco? Are you okay?"
Draco shook his head miserably. Harry could see that Draco was desperately to get his tears back in control. Harry tilted his love's head up and smiling softly.
"Draco... tell me."
"You'll leave me if I tell you. I can't handle that." He whispered quietly.
"Draco..." He sighed and kissed him softly before pleading quietly. "Please?"
Draco was trembling with his attempt to hold back his tears. He failed though, but he refused to be cuddled. Instead, he was saying,
"No one wants to cuddle a used and filthy whore like me."
To say that Harry was surprised was an understatement because he was totally enraged. He knew what Draco meant and it was disgusting to do something like that towards a very loving and soft person who was forced to put a front as an ass. He growled lowly,
"Who did it? Tell me!"
Draco flinched but Harry didn't notice this. Instead, he start to shook Draco and demanded for answer harshly when the blonde was silent. Draco was crying loudly by now.
"I-it was W-Weasel!" He managed to stutter out.
Harry paused long enough for Draco to pull away from him and curled into a tight-trembling ball on the corner of the room. Crying his eyes out. Harry seemed to be catatonic until Draco coughed harshly. He quickly scooped the gasping and sobbing blonde into his arms. He remembered Draco had a problem on his lungs because of the attack. He will have a cough fit whenever he strained his lungs to much. And crying that hard was definitely straining his lungs.
"Hush now, little dragon... It's alright..."
He laid Draco gently on the bed, but when Harry was about to left him to find Severus, he whimpered and attempted to tightened his grip on Harry's hand.
"No... don't leave me... please..." he cried pitifuly.
"Dray, I won't leave you. I just want to find Severus."
"No... please..."
Harry sighed and sat beside Draco who immediately launched himself to his embrace.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." He muttered over and over.
It was then Harry realized that Draco thought he'd leave him because what Ron had done to him. He thought Harry was enraged because of him. He thought Harry hate him. Harry had tears rolling down his cheeks when he stared at Draco. How could he believe Harry would leave him? How could he?
"Oh, love..."
Gently he kissed Draco's forehead and whispered quietly,
"I won't ever leave you even if that is the last thing I can do."
"Promise? Promise you won't hate me?" Draco asked timidly.
Harry nodded. On the outside, he was extremely calm now. But inside Harry was totally enraged by what Ron had done to his grey eyed beauty. He suddenly remembered the time in their 5th year when Draco seemed to be afraid at Ron who kept insulting him and played pranks at him.
"It was in our 5th year, wasn't it?" Harry asked quietly.
Draco nodded timidly. He started crying while coughing harshly again. Harry realised, he had to calm Draco immediately. The blonde boy seemed to be suffocating now. He quickly grabbed a vial of dreamless sleep potion. He managed to coaxed Draco to drink a dose that enough to make him sleep for five hours. When the blonde boy was fast asleep, Harry immediately left the room in order to found Lucius. He had to tell the man. And from what he could tell, Draco hadn't told his father yet. It seemed Draco was keeping it until now.