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The Debt	By : Daktalakpak Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14981 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: I don’t know what to say really but well I can promise at least one more chapter after this.. Maybe two.. Depending on how well boys play their part in my plans. xD
Chapter 15

Draco broke into a desperate run as he neared the broom shack. His heart was pounding faster than ever, he could hardly even breath anymore. He saw nothing ahead of him. He reached the broom shack and saw no one there. His heart clenched as he searched frantically for Harry in and outside the shack.
“Harry!” His voice sounded raspy and he was out of breath. It reached nowhere. He gulped in air as he tried to regain his senses. He was sure Harry was in danger. Somewhere in his mind he knew it was true. His worst fears became real when he heard a high pitched laughter from near by. He rushed to peak around the corner and saw Harry on the ground holding his arms to his chest. He saw blood. Harry was bleeding and his ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson stood over him, pointing her wand at Harry. Draco didn’t have to think twice when he sprang into action.

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Harry let out a scream of pain as his arm was broken right after he hit the ground. He clutched it against his chest since that was all the binds on his wrist allowed. He looked up to see Pansy standing at the door of the shack.
“What the hell are you doing, Parkinson?” He spat out as tears of pain spilled from his eyes.
Pansy came over to him and kicked him in the guts. She grinned evilly at him as she grabbed hold of his robes and dragged out around the corner so that they would not be seen from the castle.
Harry didn’t know she was so strong. “Hey, answer me bitch!” He shouted out in anger and confusion.
“You poor naïve little boy. You honestly think he is being serious with you,” she said as he let go of him.
“Wha-what?” He spluttered out. “What are you talking about?” He tried to sit up.
“Oh come on, Potter. You can’t be that dumb! We are going to talk about your precious boyfriend Draco Malfoy.” She kicked his shin just for the fun of it, making Harry flinch away from her.
He prodded himself against the outer wall of the back of the shack. He looked at her with hatred. “Why would I talk about him with you?”
Pansy smiled a crooked smile. “Well he is my ex or should I say that we never parted. You just came into the picture to steal him away from me so I decided to do something about it.”
Harry felt cold shiver ran through his body. He was sure she was going to kill him. “Listen, the war was tough on us all but this is going too far.” He tried to talk as steadily as he could regardless of his injuries. “We can talk about it as much as you want.”
“Pah! Talk about the war? Why should we? I had no part in it nor did I suffer in any particular way because of it. You are full of shit, Potter. You always want to be the hero, don’t you? If there is no one to save, you look for someone to save? You see that I am some damsel in distress and you cannot help yourself, you just have to come and safe me,” she out right ridiculed him. “But we are here to talk about Draco. I want to know what kind of relationship you have. Does he cuddle you after sex? Does he say sweet words when he wants something from you? Does he manipulate his way through?”
Harry gritted his teeth as he listened to her rambling. It irritated him that she was even thinking about such things and even more that she had the guts to ask. “None of your business,” he simply answered her.

She laughed. “I hit a sore spot?” she asked, grinning madly. “He must be fabulous then? Making you feel like special in every way? Let me tell you one thing, Potter. He lies. He deceives you with his sweet words and actions. What he really wants is never what you think. He has his own motives to being nice to you but you will never achieve happiness or anything close to it with him. He will disregard you after he tires of you. He won’t have any need for a man in his life. How do you suppose he continues his family name with you? He is a Pureblood to his bones and he will not overlook centuries of traditions just because of you.”
Despite himself Harry could not stop himself from thinking about what she said. His own fears where culminated in what she said. He was not sure if he could trust the kindness in Draco’s words or actions. Although last night had been something that Draco could not have faked. He had helped him without asking or without knowing how badly sick he was. When he thought about that he noticed that he had not recovered from yesterday. He was feeling tired and he was aching also from other places than just his broken arm.
“You sure are quiet, Potter. Did what I say make sense to you?” Pansy asked, tilting her head to the side. “Or are you thinking how to get rid of him, hmm? That can be easily done, just give him to me and you won’t have to worry about him for as long as you live. I am what he needs. I am betrothed to him since birth. He will be happy with me and you can marry that awful redhead Weasley girl,” she rambled on with a weird gleam in her eyes. “I even showed my beloved what would happen if he crossed me ever. I know he learned from that. He must have and he is just playing with you. Yes, he is going to get rid of you soon. I know it,” she said and took a step closer to him.
She had seemed normal until a moment ago. Now she seemed to be taken in some private fantasy of hers. Harry dreaded what could possibly coming next. She looked like she was ready to slice him to pieces. He had no time to react when she suddenly screamed a curse out of her mouth but he felt the consequences of it. The flesh on his legs felt like it was being pulled apart from his bones. The skin of his legs was on fire. He looked down to see his legs intact but they burned like inferno had been released on them. He could see blood seeping through his jeans and flowing on his shoes.
He cried out several times as he tried to regain the calm he had. He tried not to panic, it would not help at all. He had no wand, the closets one was almost shoved to his face and he was tied. He could see no way out of this situation. He just had to hope Pansy would not kill him before his detention ended and people would be looking for him. He had to stall her as long as possible. Keep her from getting any angrier but then he paid attention to what she had said. He knew it had to be true.
“It was you who almost killed Draco?” he asked through his tears. He pulled his legs to his chest too. He tried to cuddle into himself as mush as he could.
Pansy out right laughed on top of her lungs. “Of course! He needed to be told where he stood with me. I will never be just a quiet little wife unless I get what I want!” She cackled. “But you!” She pointed at him. “You had to come between us! I should have known that somehow you will get involved with him in more than friendlier manner,” she said with her voice lowering. “It is time for you to say goodbye to the world you saved, Potter.” She raised her wand but suddenly she leaped backwards and something passed between them with high velocity.
She almost growled as she quickly grabbed hold of his robes and pulled him to her chest, pointing her wand at his neck.
“Nice time for you to show up, Draco. You should have waited until I was done with him,” she said and Harry could finally see what it had been that passed them.
Draco was standing few feet away from them his wand drawn and a broom in his hand. He seemed to be hesitant to attack because of Harry being held hostage.
“Release him, Pansy,” he said with a low threatening voice. “Merlin help you if you hurt him any more.”
Pansy laughed. “But darling, we can be together forever if he no longer exists. There won’t be anything to stop us then. Can‘t you see what I mean?”
Draco looked disgusted. “You are sick, Pansy.”
The smile she gave him was chilling. “Am I? Then tell me, Draco, what does it take to get you finally accept your fate?”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.”
“Oh, come now my little dragon. We have been over this many times already. We will get married as soon as school is finished with. That was one of your conditions, wasn’t it?”
Draco looked rather pale. Harry kept watching the expression on his face change after every word Pansy let out of her mouth.
“And I told you that we would not get married. My parents have approved my planned long ago,” Draco said to her. “But you did not want to hear it. Instead you tried to kill me. I would say that is not what a future bride to be should do to her fiancé, am I not right?”
“Pfft! That was exactly what you were asking for!” Her hold Harry lessened and Harry tried to use that as a opportunity but she noticed before he got far. “Stay still or do you wish to die sooner than later?” She glanced at him. “Oh well might as well get this over with,” she said and started to mutter a long spell. Harry felt a burning sensation on his neck and felt blood run down his skin. He screamed and lost consciousness.
Draco sprang into action. Pansy was slitting Harry throat open slowly. Harry let out a horrible scream before going still in her arms. Her wand broke contact with Harry’s neck and Draco used that moment as an opportunity to stun her. She fumbled on to the ground and Harry fell as well.
Not caring about Pansy, Draco rushed to Harry’s side. Harry was losing blood rapidly. He knew what the spell had been that Pansy had used. It was an old torturing spell that Purebloods had used on Mudbloods and alike some centuries ago. He also knew the counter spell for it. His father had made sure that he would know how to save anyone who was targeted with it. He started chanting the long healing spell, praying to any gods that would listen to him that he succeeded. Healing spells were not his forte. He broke out in sweat as he mustered all his remaining concentration to finish the chant properly.
He sighed in relief when he saw the wound of Harry’s neck close. He hurriedly picked the boy in his arms and started running. He had no concentration to use a levitating charm on him.
Harry moaned in pain in his arms.
“Just little longer, Harry. Hold on, love,” he ushered to the unconscious boy.
He was already panicking as he rushed through the castle’s doors. Clutching the raven haired boy to his chest he barged into the Hospital Wing.
“Madam Pomfrey!” he shouted as loud as he could.
The Mediwitch appeared from her office in a heart beat. “What is the matter?” she asked as he rushed to him. Then she saw Harry. “Oh Merlin, lay him down on the bed, quickly,” she said as she hastily started casting monitoring spells on Harry.
She sighed in relief. “Nothing life threatening but he will be here for a while.”
“May I stay with him?” Draco asked as she started on her work.
She eyed him warily for a second but then nodded. “You might as well. I do need to know what happened to him.”
“I found him like this,” he said, shaking his head. “Is there anything I can do?”
She smiled at him. “You can keep your eyes on that monitoring spell and tell me if anything changes while I treat him.”
He nodded and sat on a chair next to the bed. This was going to be a long night.

AN: OK, Pansy talks too much xD
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