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Dragon He Saved	By : Prentice Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 15782 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Dragon He saved

Author: Prentice

Rating: NC17; FRAO (Fan Rated Adults Only)

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Violence, Foul Language, Sexual Content

Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy

Spoilers: Books 1 thru 4

Category: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Drama

Series: Yes. DHS.

Archive: Ask first, please.

Feedback: Is always cherished and appreciated.

Disclaimer: The names of all characters contained here-in, are the
property of J.K. Rowling, the WB, Bloomburg books and etc. No infringements of
these copyrights are intended, and are being used here without permission. No
profit was made and no harm was done.

Author�s Note: Remember, suspend your beliefs! Thank you for
all the wonderful encouragement! And, the most asked question seems to be
about what's wrong with Draco, well, all I can say is that you will see, soon.
However, the how and the why won't come until later. I hope you enjoy! ;)

Summary:
Harry has
one chance to save the only thing he ever wanted

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Chapter 11

Minutes blurred into hours as the young Gryffindor continued to hold the
blonde in his arms, offering the only kind of comfort and safety he knew how.
Draco had long since stopped his sobbing and was now laying docile within the
confines of Harry�s arms, soaking in the other boys� warmth.

Harry sighed, tightening his hold on the other boy briefly. How much time
passed, he couldn�t say but the sounds of his so called "family" going out to
their evening meal could be heard clearly. That, in itself, was a not-so-rare
occurrence since both his Aunt and Uncle had given up on trying putting Dudley
on a diet. His cousin would simply not stop eating in bulk. So after one very
long talk with the Smelting� school nurse and an even longer one with the
tailor, Dudley had gotten his way and was allowed to eat himself into whale
history. Harry shuddered to think what he would look like by the time he was out
of school...

"D-don't tell anyone a-about this H-h-harry." A soft voice whispered against
his ear causing a shiver to race down his spine. Harry shook his head, feeling
the smooth glide of skin as their cheeks slide against one another.

"I won't. You know I won't."

Draco nodded and rested his head back onto Harry's chest. That was how they
had ended up after those few hours. Harry laying down on the bed, one hand
behind his head for support, the other wrapped around Draco's waist with the boy
laying practically on top of him. His head was tucked next to Harry's on the
pillow causing their cheeks, or even occasionally Draco's lips, to rub against
each other. Whether it bothered Harry or not to have Draco's slight form nestled
against him...no one would be sure. But the fiery tingling in his scar was
certainly a clue...

"D-Does it l-look bad?"

Harry�s lips twisted. He knew this question would come. "Not any worse than
mine."

"Oh." A wheezy laugh escaped Draco's lips. "I-I had hoped m-mine would be
d-different."

What? "What?"

Harry could feel Draco�s lips twist into a sad smile against the side of his
neck. "People will th-think I'm just c-copying you. Just a-another Malfoy trying
to be b-b-better than a P-Potter."

Harry couldn�t help but give an odd smile of his own. As much as it should
disturb him that Draco was right...he couldn't bring himself to care or even
want to. After all their years of rivalry and trying to live up to the enmity
their father's had had for one another...well...it just seemed strange to try to
be enemies here and now.

"Don't be ridiculous Malfoy." Harry teased half heartedly. "Everyone knows
that Potter's are the best."

Draco snorted or at least tried to until it turned into coughing.

//Guess the funs over...// Harry thought mournfully as he rolled out from
under Draco, gently rearranging the boy on the bed so he wouldn�t be in pain.

"We need to get you in the shower..." He said, resting his hands on his hips
in an all business like manner. //Shower to get the grime off...no, corrections.
Two showers. One to get the dirt clumps off and another to actually clean him.
Then some clothes and then some weak tea...//

Draco, for the sake of not raising an eyebrow, cocked his head to the side.
Harry blushed.

"You're filthy. And...and...I'm sure the hot water will feel good on your...uhm...body."
Harry floundered. He wasn't sure how to deal with this side of Draco; the
playful side.

//He's repressing.// a matter of fact voice said that sounded very much like
Madame Pomfrey. Harry grimaced. He knew that. Since the boy had showed up he had
been repressing. The small breakdown he had had was nothing to what Harry knew
still lurked somewhere under the surface. But if Draco wanted to repress and
shield himself from the pain for the time being, Harry wouldn't push...

"I-I'll scrub your b-back if you scrub m-mine." Draco teased weakly. He was
enjoying Harry's blushing just a little too much.

"R-ight." Harry mumbled as his face turned another shade of scarlet. "Just
shut up and make this easier on both of us."

Draco smiled slightly and settled back onto the bed. He was going to make
this as difficult as possible. //Great. Just great.//

With a shake of his head, Harry turned and began to collect the few things he
would need. Soap, an extra toothbrush, another set of clothes, and a few other
oddities. He didn't grab his rag of a towel. He'd use the Durleys. At least they
were good for something...

"Never been in a m-m-muggle shower before." Draco muttered when Harry came
back over to the bed side and slide an arm under his shoulder. Harry smiled
faintly.

"It's not that interesting."

"B-but I d-don't know how to g-g-get water. I saw one, one t-time in one of
the b-books at school and it s-said you had to g-get buckets of w-water."

Harry snorted. "I can assure you that though muggles may not have all the
advances we do, they still figured out indoor plumbing."

"O-oh. D-did they?"

"Hmm." Harry affirmed. He wasn't particularly interested in talking about
muggle plumbing with Draco but if it kept the boy�s mind from how he could
barely stand and had to have Harry take all his weight, he'd tell him anything
he wanted to know. "Don't worry about it, Draco. I'll be there to turn it on and
off and explain to you anything else you want to know.

"You're g-gonna shower w-with me?" Draco asked surprised. Harry felt his
stomach clench.

"No. But I'm not about to leave you in there alone even with my relatives
gone."

//And definitely not in the state your in.// He added silently. So far they
had only succeeded in getting Draco half-way across the room. It seemed as if he
could get his legs and feet to work properly. The simple task of making one foot
follow another was almost too much.

//Damn! Damn! Damn! Why couldn't I have paid closer attention when we had to
take that emergency health class last year?//

It had been a mandatory class that all students over third year level had to
take just in case. Or, at least, that was what Madame Pomfrey had said the first
day of the class.

Minutes ticked away as Harry shuffled Draco bit by bit to the bathroom. He
had wanted to just pick the boy up and carry him in but he knew the blonde would
protest. So he was at least going to give Draco the illusion that he was doing
it on his own so when Harry did carry him back to his room, Draco couldn't say
anything.

"Think you'll be okay in here for a minute?" Harry asked, sitting Draco down
on top of the loo.

Draco nodded, panting for breath. That walk had been a little much for him.

"Okay. I'll be right back, okay? Two seconds. I promise." Harry called as he
hurried out the room and back to his to get supplies. He wouldn't admit it to
anyone but he didn't like leaving Draco alone. The rational part of him knew
that he was being ridiculous. The Dursleys would be out for hours. Dudley never
left a restaurant until he'd had at least four helpings. And it wasn't as if the
Death Eaters were going to storm the house. Not with the protection spells
surrounding it.

But none the less, he couldn't help but feel as though he was letting Draco
go unprotected.

"Back." Harry said, as he re-entered the bathroom less than a minute later
with everything he needed. "Told you I would be back."

Draco gave him a weak smile. But Harry didn't find it hard to tell that the
blonde's face looked strained and paler than usual. Harry sat the belongings on
the counter.

"Hey." He said softly, kneeling down in front of the other boy. "I'm not
going anywhere, okay? I just went back to the room to get a few things. I won't
leave Draco. You're stuck with me."

Harry smiled gently. "You're safe. I'll protect you."

Draco's eyes welled with tears as he nodded. "O-okay."

Harry caressed his cheek. "How about that shower, hm?"
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