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Back Into the Light	By : 1ggykins Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1073 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So, this is my first maleXmale story and I'm still getting a feel for it to be honest. I do believe I am a decent writer and that I'm also impatient. That being said, my beta has not responded to me in a timely manner so I'm going ahead and posting the prologue only. Sorry for any mistakes but I respond well to constructive comments. Other than that, please enjoy and feel free to tell me what you think. :-)

PROLOGUE

It was the dead of night. Outside flurries of flakes were falling unto the undisturbed snow-covered field and made the sky glow with a dark purplish hue. Smack in the middle of that field stood a tutor-styled house completely dark save for a faint light coming from the master bedroom one floor up, in the far left corner of the house. In that room, sat a lonely figure that stared at the fire with listless steel-colored eyes and unkempt platinum hair.

Sighing that figure, one Draco Malfoy, rubbed his eyes tiredly and whispered in a broken voice,

“Where are you Harry?”

The mantle clock began to chime its cheery tune and Draco found himself flinging it across the room whereupon contact with the mahogany wood panels, shattered in porcelain and glass bits. Choking back a broken sob, Draco turned his back on the pieces and ran his hand for the upteenth time through his hair. The young man of twenty-five could remember easily, the last time he had seen his lover of six years.

It was precisely two months ago and they were enjoying the after glow of an amazing bout of sex when Harry had received an urgent owl from the head of the Aurors that his expertise was needed. It was a solo under-cover mission that would only last two weeks at most just collecting enough information about a possible group of dark wizards wanting to overthrow the ministry. It was, as Harry cooed to Draco,

“Going to be easy, love. I’ll be back before you can miss me properly.”

The day after the two week mark, Draco found himself storming the Auror department and holding Quinton Greenbury by the scruff of his neck and demanding answers. At first, Greenbury wasn’t forthcoming on the information, but Draco being the resourceful Slytheryn he was, went over his head and called in a favor the Minister owed him.

It was then that he found out Harry’s daily correspondence stopped abruptly two days prior to the scheduled cessation of his mission. But the information they received from Harry was far from what they were expecting. The group was bigger than they assumed and has vast connections spanning five continents. He also said that there were experiments being done to witches and wizards though he wasn’t sure what they were. The last letter was of Harry managing to convince the leader, Flynn Houser, to take him down to the dungeons where these heinous crimes were being committed.

Because of protocol, the Aurors had to wait twenty four bloody hours after he failed to return to storm the house that Harry had said was the headquarters. Upon arrival they had found four missing witches and wizards dead and in various forms of decay, and no other evidence that this particular residence was occupied. A closer inspection yielded no comforting results when all they found in the basement were Harry’s broken glasses on top a small pool of dried blood that was later confirmed by the MMF (Ministry Magical forensics) team that it was Harry’s blood.

The Daily Prophet caught wind of Harry’s disappearance and sent the wizarding world into a frenzy with titles such as: “The Most Powerful Wizard of our Age, Missing!” “Harry Potter, M.I.A.-A New Dark Power Rising?” And the most vexing: “Harry Potter, Missing or Murdered In Cold Blood?”

The press, trying to get them to talk about their opinions on the matter, constantly swarmed Draco, Hermione and Ron. Neither of the trio commented, and privy to Rita Skeeter’s underhanded tactics, refused to speak about it until they were in a private room with wards and charms to keep out eavesdroppers.

At first both Hermione and Ron were confident that Harry was resourceful enough to get out whatever bind he found himself in.

“Harry probably didn’t want to leave the other victims alone.” Hermoine pointed out over dinner she cooked at Draco and Harry’s place, “Knowing him, he wont leave until he saves them and to do that would entail him getting closer to the leader of the group which means he probably wont risk sending an owl unless he’s positive he’s not being watched.”

Draco left that day believing in what Hermione said.

Now alone in their room Draco found himself spiraling out of control with feelings of guilt, loneliness, and utter helplessness. What could he, Draco Malfoy, head of his own magical defense: wizards and otherwise, law firm, do?

Harry was possibly being tortured or worse… “Aaargh!” Slamming his palms on the wall Draco gave in and cried. He couldn’t live without Harry they were soul mates damn it! Without him, what would Draco live for? Harry was his everything…his world.

“I love you.” He brokenly repeated to the dimly illuminated room. “I love you.”

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Coughing up blood, Harry blearily looked about his new room. It was dark with only a few candles hovering above his prone form.

“What’s your name?”

The same routine eh? Harry gave a small, defiant smile, “Harry sodding Potter.”

A small amused chuckle came from the shadow to his left. Setting Harry’s neck hairs on edge. Why hadn’t they continued their torture? Every time he made it known that their tricks were no more working on him than sneaking by a group of giants while insulting them, they never failed to crucio his toned arse. “And who is your red-headed best mate?”

Opening his mouth to reply, Harry paused while a sudden wave of panic engulfed him to his very core. He couldn’t remember meeting any red-head, though he knew that he should. Who was this red-head? Damnit he knew this answer not even an hour ago! What was happening to him?! What were they trying to accomplish with him?? Struggling uselessly against the iron chains, he attempted to use some wandless magic but found it, like always, futile.

“Soon, Harry sodding Potter.” The voice seemed pleased, “You’ll be ready.” And just as easily as he became conscious, Harry was introduced to the world of shadows and the one face that brought him solace amidst this torrid sea of desperation and confusion,

“Draco...”
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