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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-10
The Letter
Morning dawned and Draco opened his eyes. He blinked twice. His eyes burned a bit. With a jolt everything that happened the last night hit him and he fumed internally at his display of weakness.
He was not weak and could take care of himself. He won't let Harry treat him like a damsel in distress. When he sat straight on his bed and stretched himself, he realized that Harry was awake as well and from the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Harry was looking at him.
Avoiding Harry's eyes, he got up and walked towards the table to have water.
Harry cleared his throat and started "Yesterday, before I came here, I had wanted go to loo but when I tried, I fell down. Somehow, I managed to finish my business and returned to my bed. But then I felt thirsty and went to take water from the table and stumbled again. My leg was aching."
He frowned furiously and turned around to glare at him "What if you had got hurt? Why did you not call Kreacher?"
Harry simply shrugged and looked into his eyes "You know that I don't like taking help from others."
They looked at each other, Draco looking angry and Harry looking sheepish. The silence was broken by Harry "So will you sleep in my room? I won't take any advantage-"
"As if it needs to be said. I know that you won't. Okay I will sleep in your room. Just wake me up if you need help." Draco crossed his arms and Harry nodded "Thank you." Before lying on the bed to sleep again "I am sleeping. Good night."
Draco did not reply and started getting ready for the meeting with delegates. When Harry spoke softly "Wake me up when they arrive. I will stay inside the library. It is on the same floor.", he did not reply, but the relief that he felt was priceless. He walked softly towards Harry and noticed that Harry's eyes were closed. He did not know what compelled him to do it but he knelt down and kissed the corner of Harry's lips softly and gently. Harry's eyes remained closed but his lips upturned in a smile.
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Five days later found Draco in the lab. The meeting with the delegates had been good. They did not recognise him and he did not recognise them. It was good and he explained the concept to them and gave the samples as well.
It was Harry's presence that had infused confidence in him. Harry had promised him that he will be just a call away and he knew ample of magic which was uncomfortable but could protect Draco if needed even though he couldn't walk without moaning in pain yet.
They had struck a deal and Draco had agreed to supply the potions to them for an agreed consideration.
He had worked relentlessly for five days and had prepared the first batch and Harry was now able to walk by himself, though he limped a bit.
Presently, Harry was in the library reading some books on duelling and Draco was in his room napping before lunch. He was glad that Harry had decided to open his own Duelling academy.
Unable to sleep he sat straight on the bed and accioed his potion books. A knock on the door startled him and he spoke "Enter."
Kreacher came inside, looking a little alarmed, a letter in his hands.
"What happened , Kreacher?" He asked and Kreacher stammered "An owl brought a letter for the master but master should not read it."
"Letter. Give it to me." He asked and kreacher shook his head even though he was walking towards him. "It's okay. I will not overreact."
Kreacher gave the letter to him and vanished after giving him a significant look.
Hello Draco,
Hope you are well. It has been long, more than a decade I guess. I have missed you Draco. I still remember the mole that you had on your left hip and I so want to lick it again. I also remember the way you screamed when I bit your inner thighs and how you cried. It was so exciting and I want you back.
Do you remember the twosomes and threesomes we had. It was exciting wasn't it. The way you cried and the way your face turned red with anger and disgust when we came on your face. It was all very exciting and now I want you back. You have had a long break and now you must come back Draco.
I hear that you married to Harry Potter, of all people. How very rude of you to deprive us of your sweet and spicy body.
Listen to me... Come back or else... I have some photos that might interest you. I have sent some of the very interesting ones. I have duplicates and I will send them to your darling husband if you don't return to me, Draco Malfoy.
Yours,
Mark Smith
Draco's heart had sped up and he couldn't stay put. With trembling hands, he took out the photos and had a look at them. As promised, they constituted him naked and covered with come of Mark Smith and some friend that he had often called when hiring Draco.
He felt like vomiting and the letters and photos slipped from his hand as he rushed to the bathroom.
In his shock and terror, he completely forgot the letters and photos that lay on his floor and ran out of the room towards his lab. That was a place which won't be intruded by anyone. Once inside, he cast the strongest silencing charm and broke down. He fell on his knees and covered his face.
What will he do now? The photos will destroy the relationship that had built between them in the past few days. He shook his head and tried to clear his thoughts. But the image of Harry's devastated and disgusted face when he would finally see these pictures won't leave him. Tears started slipping from his eyes and he pulled his hair in frustration.
He had two options now. Either he could accept Mark's offer and return but that would be a death for him or he could ignore the words and carry on. That would equate death too because Harry would gradually receive the photos and would leave him alone. Harry would break and would never be able to accept him back and Draco couldn't live without Harry. He loved him so much. He couldn't breathe without Harry. He couldn't exist. He couldn't let anyone else touch him except Harry.
Yes, he had planned to let Harry go but Harry did not want to go and they were finally starting to understand each other.
"I can't- can't let him hate me. Can't." Draco mumbled to himself.
Ten minutes had elapsed and he still couldn't think of anything. His tortured eyes turned towards the lone window of his lab and a third option came to his mind. There was only one way, only one.
With tears in his eyes and resolution in his mind, he stood up to wash his face and clear all the evidence of his break down.
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Harry had a bad feeling. Nothing had happened yet. He just had a feeling that something was about to happen. He jumped in surprise when he heard a knock on the door.
"Enter." He said and in came Draco. Draco was trying to look normal but he was not normal.
"Is anything the matter, Draco?" He asked and Draco's eyes turned wide for a second after which he shook his head and answered sharply "I am going out for the day. I want you to leave for Severus's place since I won't be there to take care of you."
Harry looked at Draco quietly. In the past week, their relationship had grown and he had started understanding Draco a bit. He had shared some things of his own past with Draco, though his secret stayed hidden.
He realized that he had fallen in love with Draco all over again. He had fallen in love with Draco's little smile, his bright eyes, his humour, his softness, his understanding, his kindness, his everything. He realized that he couldn't bear to live without Draco ever again. He had not taken their relationship to a higher level. It was too soon and he wanted Draco to set the pace.
He had fallen in love with the way Draco crawled in his arms when he thought that Harry was asleep or kissed him after Harry closed his eyes. Sometimes, Harry faked sleeping to get that sweet goodnight kiss.
He had not been able to walk and Draco had woken up in the middle of the night to take him to loo or give him water or apply ointment on his swollen ankles.
His recovery had been quick because of Draco.
His health had also improved. Draco decided the meals and his diet. His home did not seem empty anymore and he couldn't bear to live without the other man now.
Something had shaken Draco up and the man was trying to hide it. No matter what Harry said, Draco won't agree. He would just postpone whatever he planned so Harry decided to tread very carefully. Draco wanted him out of the house for whatever he had planned and so Harry nodded "Okay. Perhaps I will do some shopping. Do you want me to bring something from the grocery."
Draco stared at him with desperate eyes. There was a longing in Draco's eyes and Harry's heart ached for him. But he couldn't ask. Draco would not tell him.
"So- some eggs. Baby corn, broccoli, bread. That- that's it." Draco said, a bead of sweat on forehead and Harry noticed that Draco did not ask for coffee. It had finished and Draco had coffee once daily. But he said nothing and just nodded. He would give Draco time to do whatever he wished. What could it be? Perhaps Draco wanted to be alone to mourn or breakdown.
"At what time should I return?" Harry asked and Draco whispered "In the evening. Eat dinner at Severus's".
Harry knew that he won't return before that but he nodded and said "okay. Can i hug you?"
Draco nodded and Harry opened his arms to welcome him. Draco's tremble betrayed his terror and he lingered in Harry's arms.
"Now leave. " Draco said and Harry had a strange lump in his throat as he walked towards the door. He turned around on the door to look at Draco again and Draco was looking directly at him with tortured eyes.
Not even once did Draco call him back or seek his help.
"Bye" Harry whispered and Draco replied back "Bye Harry."
Perhaps it was the faint tremble in Draco's words or perhaps it was just that Something was stopping Harry from leaving Draco alone, that compelled Harry to ask "What time did you say I should be back?"
"Nine" Draco replied and Harry nodded before leaving the room.
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Four hours had elapsed and Draco had written his last letter to Harry. He had given all his money and assets to Harry and was now sitting in his room. It was seven and he had tied the rope to the ceiling. He had also placed the chair on his bed.
One could argue why he had chosen the muggle way but he knew that the magical one would be painful.
He would leave and then Harry would be able to live in peace with someone who would not carry the emotional baggage that he did.
Swallowing the tears that streamed down his cheeks and into his mouth, he stood up on the bed.
All he had desired was a chance at a happy life with Harry. Of course fate found a way to fuck it up for him.
He wiped his tears and stood on the chair and tied the rope around his neck and then closed his eyes before bidding adieu to Harry internally.
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