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!
Reyn - I'm sorry I left it there but not to worry, more is coming soon :)
Orchadchaos - Thank you, I'm glad you like it. :)
Neko - *g* Don't worry, you'll be getting more soon. I have quite a bit
written on this so never fear! Thanks for the kick in the pants though :p
sak - I'm glad you do. I figured someone would remember it, even if it
happened before the great purge. Thank you for the encouragement!
Summary:
Harry has
one chance to save the only thing he ever wanted.
Story Note: //blah// indicates thoughts.
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Chapter 2
Harry's mind
was so tangled in the imagine of Draco Malfoy slumped down in a huddle that he
didn't realize that he was half-dressed in only an old pair of his cousin
Dudley's sweat pants. He had yet to be presented with a chance to buy normal
muggle clothing that might actually fit him. Not with his aunt and uncle
practically imprisoning him inside the smallest bedroom and keeping such a close
watch on him in hopes that he would do something so that they could throw him
out.
Upon
reaching the landing, after jumping the stair that creaked, Harry retained
enough self-preservation to try to open the door with minimal fuss as possible.
But as usual, that wasn't a reasonable request.
Because of
the unusual circumstances surrounding...Harry...Uncle Vernon had installed two
double set locks and a very expensive albeit useless alarm system. Instead of a
quick-easy way of opening the door, you now had to jiggle both double locks a
certain way so they would pop open and then enter a ridiculously long pass code
into the alarm system before you could even think about opening the door.
That didn't
deter Harry's curiosity or growing anger, however. Yes, anger was a good word
for what he was starting to feel. How dare Draco! How dare him for somehow
coming here and...and...doing whatever it was that he was doing! This was
Harry's home away from home. Admittedly it wasn't a great one...it wasn't even
an okay one but none-the-less it was all Harry had till he was old enough to get
out of it.
"Finally!"
Harry breathed as the alarm gave a tweet to signal it was no longer armed. How
Harry wished he could have just used a little magic on the damn thing...
"What the
bloomin' hell are you doing here?" Harry ground out as he stepped into the early
morning dew of light. The chilly moistened air swirled over his bare chest and
arms forcing a shiver out, which in turn only fueled his anger. "Well?! What are
you doing here, Malfoy?"
"B-b-bugger
off P-p-potter." Was the only reply. Harry grimaced in distaste and took a step
further out the door, making sure to keep one hand braced against the door so it
wouldn’t shut behind him and wake the entire house.
"Damnit
Malfoy, I'm in no bloody mood for your..." Harry's voice faded off into a gasp
as another twinge of electricity skittered across his scar. Reaching up, he
pressed the heel of his palm to it, trying his best to will away the feeling.
//‘I can't
feel this. Not with Malfoy around. It feels...good...Oh Merlin, please make this
stop just until I can get this bloody git away.’ // Harry pleaded. But despite
his mental plea, the feeling persisted. Gritting his teeth, Harry forced his
hands to his side as he focused on Malfoy's back. // ‘He probably thinks he's
too good to look at me. Git.’ //
"Malfoy..."
He began again but Draco cut him off.
"I s-said
b-bugger OFF, P-p-potter!" Draco growled weakly, huddling into himself more as
he scooted a few inches closer to the gutter.
"Excuse
me, Malfoy. But you are the one sitting outside my house."
Harry spat, unconsciously rubbing his fingertips up and down his scar once again
chasing the little shocks.
"P-p-potter!
I..." But Draco never finished as his body suddenly went completely still. And
with that, Harry watched in shocked-bewilderment, as Draco Malfoy fainted.
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