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A story of a lamb and a lion	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1192 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Draconisa
- 2-Day-1
- 3-Day-2
- 4-Day-3
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Chapter-2
Day-1
Seated behind the huge table in the Great hall is Harry. He is playing with his breakfast while staring at Malfoy from the corner of his eyes.
"Harry." Hermione sighs and Harry looks at her, mumbling under his breath, "She said that she was going on a date but I just know that she wasn't. She is definitely up to something."
"You need to stop obsessing over her. It's not doing anyone any good." She hisses and Harry glares at his best friend, "I am not doing this because I want to. She is upto something."
"She is not even talking to anyone." He murmurs.
"Stop staring at her. Students are starting to notice." Hermione whispers.
"I-" He starts by right at that moment Malfoy gets up and starts walking out, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle.
"Later."Harry murmurs and ignores Hermione's growl. He starts towards the door. Outside the great hall, Harry summons his cloak and puts it on.
He follows Malfoy. She is going towards the seventh floor. He follows her silently.
He is surprised when she turns in the direction of the room of requirement. Fred and George had told him about it.
She paces thrice in front of it and waits. A door appears and she walks inside. Harry curses his luck. Crabbe and Goyle stand outside and keep a watch. Harry feels bloody useless and his resentment towards Malfoy increases. He is sure she is plotting something to aid Voldemort and he will find it out even if it's the last thing he does in life.
He slides down the wall very quietly and sits down, his back against the wall. The cloak is still hiding him. He waits for Malfoy to come out. Maybe just maybe he can even confront her directly about this.
A few moments pass until he hears something. Just a second later, he realizes that someone is coming towards him. His jaw falls open when he realizes that it's Bellatrix Lestrange.
The woman pounds on the door and when it goes unanswered, she starts pacing in front of it like a caged tigress.
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Draconisa knows that Bellatrix is waiting for her to open the door. The woman is getting on her nerves. Draconisa cannot concentrate like this.
She waits for a few moments and casts spells on the wood to fix it. This is the first step. The wood is in the need of quite a bit of fixing.
"Repar-"
"Draconisa. Open the damn door." Bellatrix hisses and finally Draconisa's patience snaps. She walks towards the door and opens it.
"You little swine, I know that the dark lord trusts you but -" Bella starts hissing venomously.
"Let's have this conversation in front of the dark lord then." Draco replies as calmly as she can and walks out. She has just taken four steps when she takes a deep breath and the fragrance of Potter's cologne makes her realize that the boy is around.
"Crabbe Goyle. Don't move. I will be back." She orders and starts striding gracefully towards Severus's room. Bella has disappeared. She can't walk freely in the corridors of this school. She must have left the school grounds to apparate.
Whistling to herself Draconisa makes her way towards her godfather's room knowing that Potter is following her.
He won't be able to follow her inside though. The plan was already in motion. He won't be able to stop her.
She stops outside the door and waits. A soft sound of someone breathing reaches her ears. She walks inside, thereafter closing the door behind her.
Potter is stuck outside. Severus has wards on the door to prevent anyone from coming inside. Poor Potter. He is deluded into thinking that everything is possible for him.
She walks towards the fireplace and picks some floo powder and throws it inside the fire. A moment later, she is standing in the seating room of the Malfoy Manor.
Ignoring her elf who is very worried to see her, she walks towards the Dark Lord's private quarters. She is in her school clothes and her face is tired but it can't be helped. If Bellatrix kept on disturbing her, she won't be able to fix the cabinet in seven days and she doesn't want to delay it.
"Mistress Draconisa." Blinky calls and she murmurs absently, "Later. I need to see the dark lord."
"But-" She starts and Draconisa snaps impatiently, "Later."
Without bothering to knock, she walks inside and freezes almost instantly because a very beautiful man is standing right in front of her, his striking green eyes staring at her. His body is lean but still muscled at right places. But still there are heavy bags under his eyes and his skin is not quite healthy looking. He is pale and is staring at her with quite vulnerable eyes.
Bellatrix is on the floor her nose touching the floor and her body is trembling all over.
At once Draconisa realizes that this is Tom Riddle. This is what Voldemort was and what he wants to be for her. This is what he can never become ever again.
"Oh my." Draconisa whispers because she is honestly stunned. When she had given that recipe to the Dark Lord, she had not really expected him to work it out. Something had been missing in it but then this man is the second most powerful wizard in this country.
He is waiting for her to say something. He is too still, too quiet. He has done this for her, not because he wants her physically. He wants to deserve her and this is the only way he can.
She starts kneeling down but he murmurs, "Don't. You don't belong there Draconisa."
Draconisa smiles and walks towards him. He did this for her. It's so sad that he is the only man who has made an effort to change for her. Till date, no one has ever wanted or adored her so much. She doesn't know what to think about this so she settles on murmuring, "You look handsome."
He closes his eyes. Bella wants to look at him. Who won't. No one has ever seen Voldemort look so human before and it's not just about how he looks. It's about how he is behaving.
"It's temporary." He murmurs. She looks quietly at him.
"Nothing will make this permanent Draconisa. I will have to take this potion daily and it will only work for eight hours at a stretch. I can't take it more than once. I- Bella leave my room." By the end, his voice becomes stern.
"But my lord-" Bella starts only to be cut off, "Leave."
She does and closes the door behind her not daring to stare at Draconisa.
"I have tried everything but nothing is working." He murmurs and Draconisa wonders if she is in some alternate reality. This young boy doesn't look like the dark lord.
"It's okay. You don't need to take the potion at all." Draconisa replies softly.
He looks at her and replies quietly, "I want to."
Draco doesn't reply to him. She simply looks into his eyes. There is only one solution to this but that's out of question because all the horcruxes have been destroyed by Potter and Dumbledore. He wants to be normal for her but can't. He can't change the past. He is so ignorant. He doesn't understand things. Draconisa doesn't know whether she should laugh at him or pity him.
She doesn't do any of this though. She leans forward and pecks his lips softly. He doesn't touch her. He never does. She knows why. He thinks that he doesn't deserve her, that he is too evil for her.
Draconisa heard Dumbledore telling Potter that the dark lord isn't capable of loving. She wonders if maybe even great Albus Dumbledore can be wrong.
She pulls back a second later and stares at him. She hadn't planned on doing this but she can't resist. He really looks so much like Potter. She strokes his hair. It is soft and silky. She traces her fingers on his cheekbones and nose. His eyes are burning with something that Draconisa doesn't understand. She can guess though.
"You look beautiful." She murmurs and he freezes. His lips part and he swallows before whispering, "It's temporary. Nothing will make it permanent."
He looks human. His eyes are really damp and he is swallowing. His lower lip is trembling and his hands are in his pocket.
She traces her thumb on his soft lips. He regrets it so much. She can see it in his eyes. With every visit she pays to him, his regret increases. The raids decrease and so do the death eater meetings. He stands in this room the entire day, wondering how to make himself better and nothing seems to be working so he wants the elder wand. He thinks that it will do what nothing could but for it he needs to defeat Dumbledore.
He has not said all these things to her but she can read between the lines.
"I wish -" He doesn't continue but Draconisa knows what he wishes. He wishes that he had never split his soul.
"It's okay." She replies serenely.
"Why did you come here though " He asks her and she backs off before replying sternly, "I can't concentrate on fixing it if Bella keeps on hounding me. Please ask her not to visit me in any circumstances. I want to finish this. I want my revenge on seventh day from today."
"Don't worry. She will not disturb you again."
"Okay." Draconisa replies, "I should leave. I will be missed. She has wasted my morning. I will have to work late tonight."
"I will talk to her. I will see you soon." He murmurs and Draconisa nods before turning around.
She is on the entryway when he calls her.
She turns around and murmurs, "Yes."
He swallows and doesn't speak.
"Have a nice day." He says after a moment.
"You too." Draconisa replies, knowing what he was going to say.
She walks towards the fireplace gracefully.
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Harry waits for her. He needs to know what she is doing. He knows that she is plotting something. He has to know about it.
Suddenly the door opens. Twenty minutes have elapsed.
"Malfoy." He hisses and she stops to look at him.
"Yes." She replies.
"What are you up to? I need to know." He presses insistently. She snorts, "Mind your own business."
"You are planning to hurt people. This is my business. Tell me." He says angrily.
"No. Get lost." She drawls and looks at him with a peculiar look in her eyes. He is not good at reading people. He doesn't have enough patience.
"I will kill you. I swear if you hurt anyone in this school, I will kill you." He promises and she gazes at him with unreadable eyes. He glares furiously at her.
"I would like to see you do that." She says and turns around to walk away, leaving a stunned and confused Harry in her wake. He will have to tell this to Hermione.
This in mind, he walks towards his first class.
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A story of a lamb and a lion