Chapter six
Harry was breathless by the time he got to the potions classroom and he apologized to a smiling Slughorn as he stood in front of his desk. "No worries my boy," Slughorn stood from behind his desk and led Harry to the store cupboard "my last class was a hectic one; none of the first years have a clue as to what they're doing." He sighed and motioned towards the cupboard which was a total mess; Ingredients were all over the place "as you can see, they didn't clear up after them."
Harry had an idea as to what his detention was going to be and, checking his glamour's were in place, rolled up his sleeves "I'll get to work then shall I, Professor?"
Slughorn clapped his hands together and smiled widely "yes, please Mr. Potter. I'll leave you to it" He went and sat behind his desk again and began grading test papers. Harry watched him scribbled a large red 'D' on the bottom of the paper and Harry winced before he started rearranging the ingredients.
It took him at least forty minutes to sort through the ingredients and put them back into their proper place. "I've finished sir" Harry said as he brushed any dirt or dust from his clothes. "Good good, off you go then."
Harry jogged back to the great hall in time to see Draco. "How was your detention?" The Slytherin asked teasingly and Harry glared at him "I have ancient runes now, what about you?" Draco asked and Harry reached into his robe pocket, searching for his class timetable. He pulled the scrunched up piece of paper out with a triumphant smile. He unwrinkled the paper and quickly read through to find out "free period" he said and stuffed the paper back into his pocket.
Draco nodded, secretly relieved that he wouldn't be in a class, alone, with the other Gryffindor's. Harry's stomach rumbled loudly, earning a laugh from the Slytherin. Harry blushed crimson and mumbled "I might go down to the kitchens."
"Good idea" the Slytherin laughed and ruffled Harry's unruly hair before leaving for ancient runes.
The elves were as excited as ever when Harry entered the kitchen. Harry asked for something hot to eat and was presented with a chicken pasty. He ignored the knife and fork that were sat on a napkin to the side of his plate and picked the pasty up with his hands; he took a large bite of the pasty and instantly let out a satisfied moan.
He finished the pasty in four and a half bites and as he popped the last of the pasty into his mouth a little elf placed a goblet of pumpkin juice in front of him, replacing it with the, now empty, plate.
He gulped down the sweet juice, thanked the elves and left the hot kitchen. He cast a tempus and realised that he still had another thirty minutes until his next class. He went up to his dorm and decided to make a start on his Herbology homework; a page and a half on how to properly care for Mandrake.
Draco rushed into the room just as he finished the first page "Harry? What are you doing here?" he asked as he opened his truck and began searching through it. "Doing homework, you?" Harry mumbled distractedly.
"I was getting my defence book; you do know that your free period is over now, right?" Harry cast a tempus and barely glanced at it before he was up and rushing about, he grabbed his charms book and then dashed past Draco "see you at dinner" he yelled over his shoulder as he rushed out of the room.
Charms was an easy lesson, Professor Flitwick taught them the 'point me' charm and then had them read from their textbooks for the last ten minutes.
Harry got to the great hall before Draco so he sat in his usual place and served himself a small bowl of soup as he waited for the blonde to turn up. When Blaise turned up without him Harry began to worry. "Where's Draco?" He asked the dark-skinned boy after he had sat down and poured himself a drink. "In the hospital wing" Blaise growled "some bloody Gryffindor's cornered him when he was alone and threw a few spells at him." He glared over at the Gryffindor table and took a sip of his tea.
"What?" Harry almost yelled, he stood only to have Blaise tug him back down "don't bother, he's still unconscious" Harry could feel something trying to force its way out of his chest and when he looked down at his hands he saw the familiar black claws that seemed to appear whenever he was angry. "You don't seem too concerned about your friend" he growled and Blaise, noticing Harry's claws, smiled calmly "I am very angry about what those Gryffindork's did to my friend Harry but a Slytherin is sly and never shows emotion. It's something we're all taught young."
Harry sighed and thumped his head down onto the table making Blaise wince at the loud noise. "I'm sorry" he mumbled and Blaise patted him on his back as he drank his tea.
After dinner Blaise and Harry rushed to the Hospital wing. Draco was still unconscious and Harry gasped when he saw him, he had a black eye and a cut underneath the other. His left arm was in a cast and his right hand was bandaged. "I thought you said they used spells?" Harry asked as he slumped onto the side of the bed, staring down at his mate with wide eyes.
Blaise remained quiet, unable to talk through the anger that was bubbling up inside of him. "Oh Draco, what have they done to you?" Harry murmured as he brushed a lock of blonde hair off of his forehead. "I'll fucking kill them!" Harry snarled as he clenched the bed sheet in his hands.
"You will do no such thing Mr. Potter!" The shrill voice of Madame Pomfrey scolded from behind them. Harry turned his tear-filled eyes to the Medi-witch and her angry expression melted into one of sympathy. "I can understand your anger Harry but let the Headmistress punish the ones who did this. We don't need you getting expelled because of this."
Harry's shoulders slumped and he nodded his head "who was it?" he asked quietly and Blaise shrugged his shoulders "not sure, I found him like this outside the dungeons." Pomfrey came forward and rested her hand on Harry's shoulder "we will not know until Mr. Malfoy wakes."
Pomfrey let Blaise and Harry stay until Draco woke and it wasn't another hour until he did.
Draco moaned painfully as his eyelids fluttered open weakly and he looked around before they scrunched closed again "bloody hell" he muttered. "Draco? Are you ok?" Harry asked as he sat himself on the bed beside the blonde. "Fantastic" he growled and then sighed.
His eyes opened again and looked straight at Harry "are you ok?" Draco asked and Harry smiled as he stroked the Slytherin's blonde hair "am I ok? Draco you're the one in the bed" Draco chuckled weakly and winced when his arm was jostled. "Fucking Gryffindor's."
"Language, Mr. Malfoy!" Pomfrey warned as she entered the wing from her office. She handed him a pain potion and ordered him to drink it "urg, how foul" he moaned and the Medi-witch chuckled. "I've mended your arm but you will still have a bit of pain for a day or two and I'm afraid everything else will have to heal on its own. I haven't the potions, unfortunately; Horace is terrible at brewing them."
Draco nodded and Pomfrey left after telling him he could leave. Harry had to help him pull his robes on after it became obvious that moving his arm caused him a lot of pain and Harry felt that same feeling in his chest when he saw his mate wince.
He had the faint thought that it was his wolf feeling guilty for not being able to protect his mate and he ducked his head in shame. He avoided both Draco's and Blaise's eyes as they all walked back to the Slytherin dorms. Blaise looked over the ducked Gryffindor's head to look at Draco in question who shrugged. He had no idea why Harry was acting like he was, but he planned to find out.
As soon as they were alone in their dorm Draco pounced. He stood behind Harry, who was standing by his bed, and wrapped his arms around the raven-haired boy's waist. He felt Harry stiffen and sighed "what's wrong this time?" he asked and Harry remained silent.
"Don't ignore me Harry" Draco murmured, turning his face into Harry's hair and breathing in the boy's spicy scent. "M'not ignoring you" Harry mumbled back, now fidgeting in Draco's embrace. "Then why won't you tell me what's wrong?"
Silence met his question again and he growled irritably before shoving Harry onto the bed. Harry landed with a surprised gasp and rolled onto his back to glare at Draco but his eyes widened when the Slytherin straddled his waist. "Talk to me Harry, I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong."
Draco saw Harry close off, his eyes glazed over and his head turned away, Draco panicked. He had seen Harry do this to the Granger girl once; Harry hadn't spoken to her for almost a week.
"Harry please" Draco begged, his voice breaking with the threat of tears. Harry did look at him then but his eyes were still glazed "what's wrong? Please tell me!" he yelled the last three words. Harry's eyes became clear and then they filled with tears that spilled over and ran down towards his ears. "You got hurt," he whispered and reached a hand up to gently run a finger across the cut under his eye "I'll heal" Draco said gently, glad that Harry was talking to him. "I couldn't protect you" Harry said miserably, new tears welling up in his eyes.
"Sssh Kitten, this wasn't your fault. You didn't know this was going to happen." Draco soothed as he wiped away the tears, seeing Harry break like this hurt his heart.
"I should have been there! This shouldn't have happened" Harry wept and Draco laid his head on his shoulder "please don't beat yourself up about this Harry it wasn't your fault, it was the Gryffindor's!"
"I'll kill them" He hissed and Draco sat up "No! You won't go near them, promise me Harry! Promise you won't." Harry started to push Draco off of him "I'll fucking kill them!" he yelled and Draco struggled to keep Harry pinned to the bed "Harry calm down!" The Slytherin said a little breathlessly.
"I don't want you getting into trouble because of them!" he Pinned Harry's arms under his legs and gently held his face so that Harry would look at him. "Stay here with me?" he pleaded desperately and Harry paused in his struggling to look at the tear-filled silver eyes of his mate.
"You're crying?" He asked and tried to raise an arm to wipe away the tears that were slowly trailing down pale cheeks. Draco released his arms but kept a hold of his face "promise me Harry, that you won't go near them." Harry bit his lip and then nodded "I promise Dragon."
Draco sighed and then lowered his head to kiss his mate gently. He moved to lean between Harry's legs as Harry's arms wrapped around his shoulders, one hand grasped a handful of silver hair and Draco moaned quietly when it pulled slightly. Draco moved one of his hands to roam underneath Harry's shirt and when he found a nipple he began to tug and pinch it gently. Harry gasped and arched his back to get closer to the hand and Draco trailed kisses down the tan skin on Harry's neck.
"Dracooo..." Harry moaned when the Slytherin gently bit into his neck and then licked the wound soothingly. "Want you naked" he panted as he ground his clothed erection against Harry's. They both moaned at the delicious friction and then Harry hurried to take his shirt off but Draco stopped his hands "I want to do it" Harry chuckled and let the Slytherin take off his t-shirt.
Once the interfering piece of clothing was removed Draco attacked Harry's erect nipples with his mouth, sucking and biting one while his hand flicked and pinched the other. Harry was quivering and moaning as he buried his hands in the Slytherin's blonde hair.
Harry was nervous but his arousal over-powered it and he tugged at the Slytherin's shirt, wanting it off so he could feel the blonde's skin on his. Draco worked out the silent message and shrugged it off. Harry licked his lips as he stared at the expanse of pale skin. He wanted to taste him, he sat up and licked a line from his navel to his neck were he began to lick, suck and bite at the soft skin he found there.
Draco pushed Harry back onto the bed but left his mouth were it was and trailed his hand down his Kitten's chest, he pinched one of Harry's nipples hard earning a surprised gasp from the raven-haired boy and then his hand continued its path downwards until he came to Harry's trouser line.
He played with the trail of hair he found there before undoing the offending things and pulling them down the muscular legs of his mate.
Harry laid there anxiously in his Slytherin green boxers as Draco stared at him hungrily; his silver eyes ablaze with lust. Harry gathered some of his legendary Gryffindor courage and tugged gently on Draco's black khaki trousers "you're overdressed Dragon" he panted and smiled triumphantly when Draco growled and literally tore off his trousers. Harry was surprised to see Gryffindor red, silk boxers but before he could tease about them Draco crushed their lips together for a heated kiss.
Their tongues fought for dominance and Harry submitted with a moan. Draco's hand began rubbing him through his boxers and Harry panted open-mouthed as he clawed at Draco's back, the Slytherin moaned at the pleasure-pain and ripped Harry's boxers in his haste to take them off "they were my favourite pair" Harry pouted as he watched Draco drop them on the floor.
"I'll get you another pair" Draco said distractedly as he took off his own boxers. Harry got a glimpse of pale perfection before Draco was leaning over Harry and rubbing their dicks together. "Ah. Draco!" Harry whimpered and reached between them to rub both of their dicks. Draco let out a deep moan that sent shivers up and down Harry's spine.
He felt tentative fingers probing at his asshole and stiffened, Draco noticed and murmured "never used this?" Harry stayed frozen, his scared green eyes staring into teasing grey. Draco noticed his mates fear and pulled back "Harry? What's wrong?" he asked worriedly, his hands reaching out to touch but only hovering over Harry's still form.
"I'm fine" Harry mumbled distractedly as he tried to push the image of a smirking Voldemort out of his mind. His red eyes seemed to hold Harry in place.
Draco frowned down at Harry's shivering form and sighed "you're not fine. What's wrong Kitten?" Harry closed his eyes and let out a deep breath "it's nothing" he said after opening his eyes again. Draco huffed angrily and leant back against the footboard of the bed. "Harry, you need to know that you can tell me anything and, whatever it is, I won't think of you any differently." Harry stared at Draco in thought for a moment before he shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Draco, but I can't tell you yet" the blonde smiled and ruffled Harry's dark hair affectionately "whenever you're ready." And then he pressed a gentle kiss to Harry's lips.