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I'll Be There For You	By : Kalendral9 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor make any money from the creation of this fiction, I'm just borrowing JK Rowling's awesome characters

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I'll Be There For You: One

Chapter One: Society for the Protection of Abused Witches and Wizards

He stood outside staring at the nondescript building contemplating weather to go inside or not. He was told about this place from a co-worker at the Ministry. He’d heard about it from a sister. He didn’t really want to be here, but he had no choice. Things were getting worse. It was now or never. He sighed heavily. He felt a small hand take his and he glanced down into bright blue eyes.

“Papa?” the small three year old boy said.

One look into his son’s eyes was all it took to harden his resolve. He was doing this, not just for himself, but for his son too.

“Everything will be fine, Aiden.”

Taking a firm hold of the boy’s hand he entered the building.

The receptionist glanced up at him and said, “State your business.”

“I’m here to see the Robin.”

**

Hermione Jane Granger-Weasley looked up from her paperwork as her secretary opened her office door.

“Mrs. Granger, there is a gentleman here to see you. He asked to see the Robin.”

Trent Carter opened the door wider to admit a man she knew quite well, and one who she never would have thought to ever be standing in front of her in such circumstances. Draco Malfoy.

“Malfoy?!” She was halfway out of her seat when the face registered. She collapsed back into her chair in shock.

“Granger.” To say that Draco was surprised to see that she was the one running things was a complete understatement. If he had known it was ‘Miss-know-it-all-Granger’ he would never have come here. Now it was too late, and since she already knew his circumstance there was no turning back. He could not go back home.

Home? Right, that place was never a home. It was a prison. He would never go back to that abusive sadistic bastard.

He hesitated before speaking, “I… require your assistance.”

Hermione took in his stiff demeanor and clenched jaw. She could tell that he really didn’t want to be here. A movement caught her eye from behind Malfoy and she noticed a small blonde head peek from around behind his robes. She came around her desk and crouched in front of the little boy smiling.

“Hello there, what’s your name? You look to be about the same age as my Hugo.”

The little boy buried his face deeper into Malfoy’s robes. Hermione glanced up at the man before her and smiled. “Would you like a cup of tea? And maybe some biscuits for…?”

“Aiden, and yes thank you, I would love some tea.”

Hermione stood back up and called for a house elf. “Sit down Mal…Draco, and why don’t you tell me why you are here at SPAWW.”

****

He spent the next hour explaining his situation, barely holding onto his pride. He wanted to break down and cry, but Malfoy’s don’t cry, as had been drilled into him since an early age. Ever since the end of the war five years ago the Malfoy name no longer held any sway in the Wizarding world. His betrothal to Pansy became invalid when she was sentenced to Azkaban along with her parents, his own father residing in an adjacent cell along with the rest of the surviving Death Eaters.

So there he was without a betrothal and with school almost out he became a little desperate. Because his family stayed neutral Blaise Zabini was his only option, plus he knew that the boy wanted him. He knew that he himself was bi and would have no problems with having a male spouse, but the problem came in as to who the submissive in the marriage would be.

He was expecting to be given a choice or that they would trade off, but the Zabini family insisted that he be the submissive, and with no political power and the majority of the Malfoy fortune seized by the Ministry he had little choice.

And so Draco Lucien Malfoy, once the proud Slytherin Prince, became Draco Zabini, husband to Blaise Zabini.

His wedding was certainly not a Malfoy wedding. It consisted of himself and his mother, his future husband, his parent’s and Kingsley Shacklebolt who, as the Minister for Magic, preformed the ceremony. No press, no full-page article in the Daily Prophet, and definitely no father. Draco spent the entire reception with a plastered smile on his face and clenched teeth.

That evening the newly married couple shared a drink, which unbeknownst to Draco, his had been spiked with a fertility potion, and then consummated the marriage. And so began the worst four years of his life.

The first year was fine as he became pregnant right away, which made Blaise extremely happy. Then things began to go downhill from there after Aiden was four months old. It wasn’t much at first, Blaise would come home late from work, sometimes drunk, sometimes high. Draco’s pureblood sensibilities sneered privately at his husband for those Muggle drugs.

Pretty soon the physical abuse started and Draco was just glad that Aiden was not around when Blaise laid into him. The first time he tried to fight back Blaise whipped and beat him until he bled then proceeded to rape him until he passed out. He woke up three days later in St. Mungo’s.

Blaise apologized profusely and promised never to hit him again. At the time Draco believed him. Three months later he knew it would never happen. Blaise was too volatile. After his third stay at St. Mungo’s he knew that he needed to get out. And so here he was…

***

Hermione glanced up from her notes as Draco finished speaking. “I am sorry for all you’ve been through Draco. I think that we can help you. Our safe house is under a Fidelus charm so you will be safe there. Then it would be just finding you a permanent place to settle you and your son. I have a portkey all set for transport tonight if you want.”

Draco stared at her in shock. She was helping him? After all that he’d done to the ‘Golden Trio’ and she is still helping him. He didn’t know what to say. “I…I…”

Hermione looked at him in understanding. “We are adults now Draco. School is long past and I believe we can put our differences behind us now, don’t you?”

Draco nodded numbly and almost broke down again. “I would be grateful for a place to stay along with my son.”

She smiled brightly. “Wonderful. I’ll just need to firecall my partner and alert him you are on our way over and everything will be set.” She stood up and went out of the room.

Draco glanced at his son who had been sitting on his chair very quietly all throughout the interview. He crouched down in front of his son and took the little boy’s hands. He was sure that his son knew more than he let on, but understood very little of it all.

He just hoped that they would never have to worry about anything again.

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