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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.

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! Some people have
been asking this and I figured it was time to answer: Originally, when this
story first began to be compiled, it was before OotP ever came out. In fact,
OotP wasn't even a twinkle in the publishers eyes. I actually began writing this
and posting it to the net about a week or less after OotP came out and, due to
the fact that I already had certain things established, I just decided to omit
it. Plus, as I've said many times before, this story isn't about sticking to
canon or being plausible, it's just about suspending your beliefs for a while
and being able to enjoy - no matter how silly it gets! :)

[Note 2:] I'm sorry about the typos and things guys. I keep telling myself
I'll go back and fix them and...I'm just lazy x.x...I need a beta. ;)

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

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Chapter 26

Harry had always viewed pain as an ethereal thing. It came upon you, did its
job and went away without you being able to touch it. Taste it. Look at it. But
at this very moment, if he could put a name--a face--to pain and suffering, he
would have gladly taken a picture.

It laced through his entire body like a volcano erupting. Wave after wave of
it coming upon him till it layered itself and hardened to stone, making an
escape impossible. Making it impossible to do anything other than scream and
pray that it would be over soon or that he�d just pass out or die to be away
from it.

And, that was what Harry did. He screamed and babbled for someone, anyone to
make it to stop; make it just go away. But, his screams only fueled the fire
that was consuming him and made him jerk and thrash against the hands that were
trying to hold him down. Keep him close to the pain.

"Let me go! Let me go! Oh god please--!" Harry sobbed, his body jerking as
large hands pressed against his chest. "Please! "

His screams and pleas of mercy seemed to fall on deaf ears. The person
holding him down only held him tighter; pressing down so forcefully that Harry
would have bruises afterwards. Harry continued to scream, louder still as the
splinter of pain shattered to travel up from his knee to his thigh then to his
spine.
Harry jerked again, a choked sob and babbled words spilling from his lips as
he tried to make them understand the pain needed to stop. It didn�t.

�Please!� The hands held him firmer even as Harry heard a buzz of something
--someone?--there. Someone speaking to him but the pain was there clouding the
way and he couldn�t make it out. He didn�t care. He just wanted it to stop.

Harry choked again on a sob. There was only one thing he could do. Only one
thing that he knew would make all of this go away. Only one way he could
get those hands off his body.

"DRACO!" Harry screamed, his back arching of the ground till just his
shoulders pressed again the hard wood floor. �HELP ME!�

He slumped back down, back smacking smartly against the floor. Mere seconds
later another scream, high-pitched and ragged like a wounded animal, tore
through him as bright flashes sparked behind his eyelids. "Draco...Draco...help...me!"

The pain was overwhelming him now. It was making his body writher and
prickle. Energy plucked at him as if he were a bow, tugging him to odd angles
before dropping him back down.

He was choking on the pain. Why couldn�t he just pass out? Why couldn�t the
pain just stop?

Cool hands jerked the others away fiercely and hauled Harry�s shaking body up
and against an even cooler chest. The pain ebbed.

Harry gave a strangled sob and reached out blindly for whoever was saving
him. For whomever was grounding him in a reality where the pain was just an
echo. The coolness and the person were chasing away the pain as if in victory.

Nimble fingers carded through his sodden locks and rubbed his chest and
stomach reassuringly. A soft voice whispered in his ears words that he couldn't
quite catch the meaning of but all the same comforted him.

"Shh...I'm here. Right here. It's over now. It's over. I'm here. I won't
leave...I'm here..." The presence murmured, even as there was a touch of
something --terror?--beneath.

The mantra continued till his breathing slowed and his body ached in all the
ways he never knew it could. Exhaustion swept in, making a small sigh escape his
trembling lips and his body curl closer to the delicious coolness of the other's
skin.

"Hmm...Draco..." He croaked, his head lolling back against a sinewy shoulder
even as his throat and chest burned with exhaustion. A cool shaking hand brushed
against his cheek, wiping the rolling sweat and tears away.

"I'm here, Harry." The other boy assured, giving a light squeeze to enforce
his words. Harry sighed.

It felt as though someone had set his chest on fire as he sucked in breath.
His throat burned from overuse. His entire body shook.

Fatigue like never before was beginning to make his limbs heavy and eyelids
heavier. //I wonder if he'd let me stay here all night...// He wondered even as
he felt another presence come closer.

Gathering his remaining strength, Harry forced his eyes to open and stared
out hazily. He could just make out the shadows of his godfather and former
professor. Licking his lips and praying to anyone who would listen, he shifted
up.

Automatically his self-imposed pillow wrapped comforting arms around his
waist and helped his scoot till his head and back were cradled against Draco's
chest.

Even the small amount of movement sent uncomfortable shock waves through his
body, reminiscent to the pain.

"Thank you." He murmured tiredly. His response was a cool hand intertwining
with his own and a nervous kiss across his hair. //Oh. That's nice.// His
sluggish mind thought as his eyes slipped close again.

All he wanted to do was sleep. It seemed a century since the last time he had
had a real and true lay down. But fate, it seemed, had other plans...

"Harry? Harry, you need to wake up." A scratchy voice said. A small shake was
given to the foot of his good leg but he flinched away anyhow. Draco's body
tensed behind him.

"Don't touch him."

Harry, even with exhaustion flowing into him, felt a glow of--pride?-- when
the blonde's voice came out strong and sure. Apparently the challenge and use of
magic had invigorated the Slytherin. Harry snorted softly, eyes slipping closed
again briefly.

//Doesn't it just figure? Put a wand in his hand and let a bit of a challenge
face him and he's right as rain. What a Malfoy thing to do.//

"--listening to me?"

"Hmm?" Harry said, blinking owlishly. He heard his godfather angry sigh.

"What did you do to him, Remus? The boy's barely coherent!"

Harry wanted to snort again but it would have taken too much energy.

"I didn't do anything! Well...I mean I did but it wasn't supposed to
hurt that badly!"

Harry was now staring at Draco's...hand?...in hopes that his vision would
become clearer. He didn't want to hear his godfather and Lupin fight. It was the
last thing he needed and the only thing he did not want.

//What do you want?// His tired mind prompted as it cut out the two man's
bickering. Abruptly, Draco shifted behind him till Harry could see the boy's
legs curl around the outside of his own.

//Don't even go there.// He thought, squeezing his eyes shut as a shiver of
need raced down his tired spine. It didn't go unnoticed by Draco.

"Harry?" The boy's smoky voiced whispered against his ear, making an almost
inaudible gasp escape his lips. Thank Merlin the other two men were too
preoccupied to notice.

Harry made a questioning noise in the back of his throat, to tired and weary
to actually try using his voice again just yet, as he watched Draco's hand
closer. It was fidgeting every now and again over the flesh of his stomach
causing his muscles to ripple.

"D-don't ever do that to me again." Draco stuttered for Harry's ear alone.
Warmth spread through the gryffindor at Draco's stutter. The boy only did that
when he was afraid...

//Afraid of losing me.// He hoped silently. Turning his head, Harry stared
into gray eyes that were a touch to wide-eyed to be normal. Harry mustered a
soft smile, the small movement making his eyes slip close in compensation even
as he lifted an exhausted hand to caress the boy's cheek.

"I won't." He whispered back even as everything began to fade.
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