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CHAPTER 18

ROMEO AND JULIET

Draco knew the drill.

If he brought police with him, he would die, but Harry would die if he did not. One of them would die, or to the worst both of them. At least Harry would have a chance to escape or something.

He left a note on the table explaining where he was going and went to the place. It was a deserted area. He walked towards the porch and knocked. No one answered. He tried the door handle and it opened with a deafening creak in the silence. He went inside, closed the door silently, and that's when he felt the cold steel of the gun on the back of his head. He started to turn around slowly. "Don't move." He stopped as he knew the familiar voice.

"Who are you?" Draco asked, trying to compose his voice.

He laughed."Harry remembered me but you don't? That's so sad, Drake. I was your biggest rival way back to high school to get Harry's goddamn heart. Wait, I wasn't even considered a rival since that faggot already had his eyes set on your ass."

Draco frowned as he was trying to decipher the voice but soon enough, his silver eyes widened with recognition. He turned around, forgot about the gun for a moment, and saw who the kidnapper was as a second before he was knocked down.

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Harry opened his eyes and scanned around. He froze solid as he caught sight of an unconscious Draco next to him. "D-Draco," he croaked with dry throat. There was blood trailing over Draco's temple and he tried not to cry but to no avail, he found when he felt hot tears running down on his cheeks.

Draco shifted beside Harry as he heard him sniffing and cooed him,"Shh... Shh, don't cry. I'm here, Harry. He's not going to hurt you. What has he done to you? Are you alright? Are you hurt somewhere?" Draco shot questions to Harry with worrying written all over his face. Harry just shook his head. "Stop crying, Harry please. I hate it when you're crying like this."

"B-but, you're bleeding, Dray," Harry sobbed.

Immediately Draco felt the sting of pain on his head but he shook it off. "It doesn't hurt a bit, love. It's far from my heart and my heart is with yours. As long as you're okay, I won't feel any pain, but seeing you crying like this is hurting me so badly, Harry. So, stop crying."

Harry stared at Draco and wiped his tears off. "I'm sorry. I was planning to d-do something... Anything... But before I could even try, he drugged me and tied me there."

"Don't worry. I'll protect you," Draco said. He looked around and saw he was tied by a brown rusty chain that was locked by a silver handcuff. The one that locked the chains together was the one that encased Harry's wrist and tied the latter to the spot. He looked around again and saw a small debris of wood and papers scattered around the floor. He then smelled something sharp... Gas! He gasped.

"What is it?" Harry asked with a worried expression as he saw Draco gasping.

"Tom wants to burn us alive", Draco thought. But instead he shook his head."Nothing."

Tom entered the room while grinning at them. "Oh you guys awake already. Brilliant!" his flaming cigarette made Draco tense. Tom walked to the wooden chair and sat on it while looking at the two.

"Why are you doing this, Tom?" Harry asked.

"I told you already. It's your fault, Harry," Tom replied. "You made me think I had a chance with you but in the end it was always him. The mighty Draco Malfoy," he said mockingly, and glared at Draco.

"I'm sorry, Tom. I didn't meant to do something like that...," Harry trailed. "I always thought I make the right actions. I never showed that I cared nor that I was interested. I never showed any responses with you 'cause I simply didn't held any feelings. I thought I made it clear."

"Yeah, you did. And that's what make it worse," Tom shook his head. "You never showed any interest for me but when it comes to Draco, you always does," he stood up and pulled out a knife out of his pocket. They would pay by it.

Draco froze. "What do you want to do with that knife, Tom?"

"Relax, Drake. You should just enjoy watching this," Tom said and approached Harry. Harry quivered and tried to punch him but Tom was faster. Tom put Harry's free hand up his head and pushed him on the wall roughly, trapping Harry.

"Stop!" Draco shouted. "Don't touch him!" he jerked around, trying to let his arms free but every moves he made only did nothing and made Harry's wrist turn around the handcuff.

Tom laughed. "So beautiful, isn't he? Why don't I just take a few of his beauties?" he trailed the tip of the knife on Harry's cheek down to his plump lips and to his neck. Tom pressed a little harder and Harry flinched as blood dripped on his neck. He winced in pain.

Draco shouted with rage. "Stop it! Goddamn it! Stop it! DO IT TO ME! Please... Just let him go," he was now on the verge of tears, unable to do anything, unable to stand and look as Harry was harmed, unable to protect his lover.

Tom stared at Harry's face and turned to Draco. "Ah, so you're destined lovers...," he trailed the knife again on Harry's arm and pressed it. Harry shouted in pain when he was finally able to push Tom away and the cigarette he had still been holding fell on the floor. It was just a blink of eye before the fire spread wildly. Tom looked around and looked at the two with a smirk carved on his lips."Goodbye, Romeo and Juliet," he said as he walked out and run away.

Harry coughed."D-Dray," he called.

"Are you alright?" Draco asked.

Harry nodded and approached him before he hugged Draco."We're dying, Dray."

Draco couldn't say no since it was crystal clear that they were in the middle of a burning room. "Harry?" he called when Harry looked up at him with a serious expression.

"No," Harry murmured and moved to the chain.

Draco turned around and watched as Harry tried unlocking the handcuff with an earring. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to unlock this chain. I don't want to lose you again. Not now," Harry said with determined voice while his hands actively tried to unlock the chain. "We're going to survive this, Dray. We have to!"