Dragon He Saved | By : Prentice Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 15781 -:- 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! Only a two chapter
update for today. Why? Well...I'm going to try to work on my other stories
(Untamed Heart and Flawed Chemistry) as well as work on getting a new side-story
for UH so...look for those this weekend. :)
Summary:
Harry has
one chance to save the only thing he ever wanted
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Chapter 21
The next
week was sheer and utter hell for the raven haired Gryffindor. Between trying to
take care of Draco and worrying himself sleepless about the possibility of his
godfather barging into the room and demanding an explanation -- he was very
nearly ready to beg Voldemort to attack. At least then he wouldn't be so damn
edgy.
It was as if
he was in some morbid game that fate had cooked up with Harry as the star
player. It was annoying and scary and made Harry almost wish that his life was
normal. Almost. But the worst part was that the feeling of frustration was
starting to become so familiar to him that he felt as though he should adopt it
as his middle name.
Every night
was the same; He would sit at the chair he had placed by his window and watch
Draco sleep. Every now and again he would let his eyes travel to the world
beyond the glass, wondering when he would see the dark unmoving figure of his
godfather. And with each night that passed with no sign, he become more
frustrated.
It was
driving him insane. A few times he had come to the breaking point of telling
Draco the real reasons for his nightly vigils and to hell with the
consequences...but he didn't and he wouldn't. The less Draco knew, the safer he
was.
However, on
the brighter side (if there was one...), Draco was slowly regaining his strength
and his former physique. Both physically and mentally he was better than he had
been since the first day even though he wasn‘t anywhere near as stable as he
used to be.
Despite
that, it was as if in the handful of days that had passed, Draco had under-gone
an almost painful transformation. He had gained a tint of color (as much color
as the boy could), his stomach had smoothed to reveal worn but toned muscle and
the scars that had marred his flesh were faded to almost nothing.
It was a
startling change from how he had looked when Harry had first walked out on the
doorstep to find him. Hell, it was a startling change from the boy Harry knew
Draco to be. Long gone was the cocky blonde Slytherin who lived to torment
Harry. Instead, in his place, was a shy but snarky boy whom would give Harry the
tiniest of smiles when woke him in the morning.
The
transformation rocked the Gryffindor to the core.
A whole new
side of Draco was being shown to him and he had no idea what to do with it. Oh
sure, Draco was still Draco and Harry had no doubt that he was just as cunning
and manipulative as he ever was. But, there was something there. Something that
Harry had never seen before. Whether it had been there the entire time or it was
a recent development, he didn't know, but Harry cherished the glimpse he was
given none-the-less.
He was under
no misguided impression that Draco knew what he was doing. This could very well
be the last time that Harry saw the blonde act anything but disdainful to him.
But that didn't matter. Harry was getting shown a side of Draco that could make
the strongest man weep with some unknown emotion.
This was the
real Draco. Not that haughty Malfoy that he presented to the world but a scared
little boy whom now had nothing and no one to hold on to. It was a boy who
needed to be cherished for everything he was...the good and the bad. And Harry
would be damned if he let anyone treat the Slytherin otherwise.
"H-harry
come to bed." Draco's sleepy voice murmured quietly from across the room,
pulling Harry out of his own musing. "It's c-cold."
Harry
smiled. If Draco only knew what he said when he was half asleep...
"I will in a
bit, Draco." He murmured back, watching as the blonde peeled open one sleep
fuzzed eye to look at him. He gave Harry a tiny smile.
"Hmm...m'kay."
The eyelid
fluttered back down and within seconds Draco was back in a peaceful sleep,
oblivious to everything but his small warm spot in the world. Harry sighed.
Who ever had
said ignorance was bliss sure knew what they were talking about.
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