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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.

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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! I wanted to take a
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It is much appreciated and I thank you for it. You're all wonderful :)

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

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Chapter 24

The fact that he was now sprawled unceremoniously on top of his squealing
cousin Dudley made Harry want to heave. Not just because he could feel something
sticky on Dudley's clothes clinging to his bare chest and arms or because
there was a tangy stench hovering over the boy that reminded Harry's of curdled
milk...

No, those weren't the reasons he wanted to heave, though they both came as a
damn close second. The real reason was the look he had seen on his cousin's face
when he opened the door. It was a look that he wasn't very familiar with but
could none-the-less recognize:

Pure and unadulterated lust.

A shudder of disgust ran through Harry as he quickly threw himself back and
off his cousin, landing with a thump just inside the doorway of his room.
Leaning back onto his hands to steady himself, he watched with growing repulsion
while his cousin floundered wildly on the floor. Ostensibly, it seemed as if
Dudley was just too chunky to be able to roll correctly so he would be able to
get onto his knees. Instead he laid wailing and rocking back and forth trying to
get up.

Harry grimaced. This was definitely not what he needed. //Well you know what
they say...once it rains, it pours.// He thought sickened by the change of
events. Just minutes ago he had been having a...what was the
word?...tryst?...with Draco.

And now he was sprawled on his arse, revolted by the sight of his cousin and
the knowledge that some of the gummy mess had been transferred to the smooth
contours of his own torso.

//If this is what I think it is, I'm going to be sick...// Harry thought,
touching a hand to one of the sticky patches just above his breast-bone.
Swallowing thickly against the bile that was slowly rising, he watched as a
trail of the mess clung from his fingers to his chest.

Harry's stomach gurgled.

Taking a deep breath through his mouth (he didn't want to chance catching
Dudley's scent again), Harry looked over to see that his cousin had somehow
rolled to one side and was staring at him eyes wide and face red.

"I-I-I..." Dudley stuttered out. Harry scowled. Hearing his bulbous cousin
try to stutter out an explanation was almost as bad as hearing his squeals.
Pulling his legs in closer, Harry easily pushed himself into the standing
position.

"What do you want?" He demanded. A slender thread of anger was beginning to
weave its way inside him. Why the hell had Dudley been trying to...spy...on
them? What had his pillock of an Uncle told them? Why would Dudley want to spy
on them? And better yet, exactly how long had this been going on?

"Well?" He demanded again when his cousin just stared up at him. "You heard
me."

Dudley just continued to stare up at him, occasionally making a gurgling
sound in the back of his throat. If it would have been anyone else, Harry would
have felt slightly sorry for him...

"Dudley..." Harry began but was cut off as his Aunt's shrill scream bounced
off the walls. It was enough to make even his cousin yelp and Draco start so
hard the bed legs scraped against the ground.

"Vernon! VERNON! HE'S DONE SOMETHING TO MY DUDLEYKINS!" Her haggish voice
cried from the direction of the stairs. Harry felt the hairs on the back of his
neck stand on end. Involuntarily, he took another back when he heard the shout
of rage from downstairs.

//Bugger!// He cursed mentally, even as he tried to think of what to do. If
his Uncle came up here in a rage, which was more than likely, the out-come was
going to be very very bad. Especially with his godfather standing just outside
the house.

//He probably heard Uncle Vernon!// He thought panicked, taking two quick
steps forward to try to see if his godfather was already rampaging his way
upstairs. But no, all he saw was his Uncle crash onto the second floor of the
house, face white with fury.

Harry's eyes widened as his hand tightened into sweaty fists. Vernon had a
look in his eyes that he knew all to well...

"Harry watch out!" A soft voice cried. Harry's head swung back around just in
time to see the smug characteristic smirk on Dudley's face before one chubby leg
shoot out and kicked Harry in the knee.

A spider web of pain shot through him, making his legs crumble beneath him
and his eyes snap shut. His body hit the ground with a hard slap.

A hiss of pain escaped his lips as he blindly reached down to hold onto his
knee. //It's broken...I know it is//

And so it was. How badly, Harry couldn't say but there was no mistaking the
sickening pop that had sounded when Dudley's foot had forced it into an
unnatural angle.

Already Harry could feel his knee swelling to press against the contours of
his jeans and a dull ache was setting into the regions of his body that had hit
the ground first. Distantly he could hear the sound of raised voices but the
pain seemed to be swallowing them up as his heart beat pounded in his ears.

Dully he could feel a cool hand press against his shoulder and he forced his
eyes open. Draco's ashen face was staring down at him with wide eyes, the boy�s
lips moving rapidly. Harry couldn't hear him.

//Oh Merlin it's not suppose to hurt this bad...// He groaned, fingers
twitching against his swollen knee. But Harry didn't have the time to wonder why
the pain seemed to be amplified.

Opening his eyes--when had he closed them?--Harry stared in hazy shock as he
saw an unmistakable sight:

Draco Malfoy, wand raised to the ready, chanting spells at the three people
who had made his life a living hell.
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