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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-30
Opening Up A bit
Draco had barely spoken to Harry at all. Two days had passed and Harry had tried to talk to him but he had not found the strength in him to talk. He had not hurt himself and had stayed away from any sharp object. He had cast cleaning charms on him so that he won't subject his body to boiling water.
They had slept separately but Harry had checked upon him atleast twice a night. He was aware because he could barely sleep at all. He had gotten used to sleeping with Harry but he did not want to be close to anyone yet. Returning to Britain was difficult.
Everything came back and the memories compelled him to puke or to just die so that they would stop. In his time as a prostitute, he had met several other prostitutes as well. Some of them did it willingly and some of the others did it unwillingly but had expected their fate. They took a client willingly but Draco had never accepted it.
He had never accepted the clients willingly, so as to speak. Oh! Yes, his basic human needs had compelled him to take up a client but he had never succumbed willingly. At the end, they had- It was impossible to think about it. In France, it had been easy to forget it but here in Britain, memories came back and he did not want to set a foot out of his house.
He knew that he had to set up his potions shop and had to help Harry set up Duelling and Potions academy at the same time. Harry said that he won't do anything without Draco's help. But it felt that he did not have any strength to do anything.
There was this constant fear in his mind that if any client came in front of him, he would be forced again and the thought was so terrifying that Draco could barely breath.
Currently, they were sitting in the dining room, having lunch silently. Harry broke the silence between them "I was thinking that perhaps we could go and look at the properties around for the academy and you can perhaps set up the shop near it. It would become easy for you."
Draco nodded and Harry continued "Do you want to go today?" Draco shrugged in response, choosing not to say anything.
"Do you want to have dinner out today? It has been a while." Harry asked and a shiver crawled up Draco's spine. He did not answer because he did not want to refuse but he couldn't accept going out just yet. The risk was very big.
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Finally Harry couldn't take Draco's silence anymore. So he decided to break it by telling a little about his own childhood.
"I lived in a cupboard until I was eleven." Harry murmured and Draco stopped eating. It was comical to see Draco's hand freeze in between and his eyes turn to look at him in shock. The spoon dropped and Draco just stared at him. Harry continued "They gave Dudley's old clothes to me to wear and they were so lose. Vernon often tried to take the advantage of the fact that my trousers could slide down if they were just shook a little but my accidental magic came to my aid. "
There it was. This was what Harry had been missing. Draco's eyes burned with fury and he hands clenched into fists.
"I had vowed not to trust anyone. I had promised myself not to consider anyone my family. This was the major reason that I did not consider Ron and Hermione my family. They were my best friends. You are the only family I have ever had, you know." Harry spoke and Draco stared at him. His eyes were shocked. Harry had never seen Draco so shocked before. But then, he had never been so open with Draco ever before.
"When I was small, I dreamt of having someone to share my sorrows and happiness and I also dreamt that that person would tell me his sorrows and joys. I dreamt of having someone who would need my care and love, who would share everything with me. I promised that I would never let that person go." Harry muttered and Draco was looking at him silently, frozen in time. His eyes did not blink. They were blank and his face was pale but then it could be because he had not been sleeping at all for the past couple of days.
"I wish that you would fulfil my dream. You are that person." Harry whispered and returned to his lunch. He could feel Draco's eyes bore into his skull but he did not lift his eyes.
After five minutes, he heard a mumbled "I hear voices and feel hands all over me sometimes." And he froze. It was so difficult to control his urge to take Draco in his arms and to never let him go. This was crucial because Draco had never shared this with him. He needed Draco to trust him so he nodded "When do you feel them?" He ensured that his voice was blank. Draco would react very negatively to sympathy or pity or to anything akin to it.
"Sometimes, when I am bathing. Sometimes when I close my eyes to sleep." Draco replied and Harry spoke "You could sleep with me, if you want."
"I have nightmares Harry and I scream and say things that you don't want to know." Draco mumbled and Harry looked at him with soft eyes "I do. Do you think that I sleep while you are in another room tossing and turning and trying to sleep for just a few minutes?"
"I know that you check upon me." Draco mumbled and Harry nodded "I wouldn't expect anything less of you."
Silence ensued for the next few minutes.
"All right. I will sleep with you." He mumbled and Harry closed his eyes in relief. It was not much but it was a starting. Britain would not destroy the little peace of mind Draco had gained over the past few days he had spent with him in France.
Harry had not expected Draco to speak anything after that and he was surprised that Draco did.
"Can I tell you something?" He asked hesitantly and Harry nodded "Yes."
"I never wanted them to touch me ever. But I sold myself willingly and it is a sin. I can not forgive myself for it. It is all my fault. Had I not been ignorant of the muggle world, I would never have resorted to such measures. I do not even remember their faces clearly. But I remember their words and their hands and their roaming dirty eyes make me feel so dirty. Sometimes I can feel them dropping some money on my chest and my chest burns. It's so degrading." Draco paused for a few seconds and then continued "Sometimes I can not breathe. When I lie down, I can feel them on me and - and in- inside me, pinning m-me-" Draco stopped after this and Harry tried to calm his racing heartbeats.
He clenched and unclenched his hands and looked at Draco. He tried his very best to cool his anger. Draco needed him to be calm. His fury would just destroy things.
Draco was not standing in front of him anymore, probably because he couldn't face Harry. He was standing at the window, looking out and Harry walked over to him.
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It was next to impossible to express it but he did because he needed to. He felt a bit lightheaded now. He had gotten up and walked towards the window because he could not express it if he Harry was in front of him. Harry's footsteps were so soft that he did not even realize that Harry had walked towards him until his warm hands wrapped around his body. Harry did not say anything. He just placed his face on Draco's shoulders and stood behind him.
The ever existing itch lessened and he leaned into Harry's body.
"You are not dirty Draco." Draco stayed silent. He knew that Harry was trying but he also knew that nothing would help him. Their was nothing Harry could say that would console him. He had sinned and he simply couldn't forgive himself. "I know that you are trying Harry but nothing can change the past."
Harry sighed after remaining silent for a couple of moments, his hands grazing Draco's stomach lightly "We do not have to find them if you do not want to. We can live here peacefully and happily." Harry spoke and Draco placed his head on the window sadly.
"I don't know Harry. One mind says that I must seek revenge and another says that I do not want any kind of disturbance ever. I can't live with the feeling that I was demeaned, that I was manipulated to satisfy someone's personal motives. I can't accept it but I do not want to confront my own sins. I simply- simply do not know what to do." Draco whispered and as it happened, fate decided for him.
"You have not committed any sin. It was not your fault." Harry argued and tried to kiss his neck. Draco pulled away from Harry and snapped at him "I do not need your sympathy or pity."
"This is neither sympathy, nor pity Draco. This is a rational argument I am putting before you. How was it your fault?" Your father never found it important to provide you any knowledge about Muggle systems." Harry spoke blankly. Draco was surprised to notice the tight control Harry had over his emotions.
What ever he was about to say was interrupted by the urgent tapping of a small owl. Draco open the window to receive the letter and the owl dropped the letter on Harry's hands.
Harry looked to see the sender's name and Draco saw the faint tremble in Harry's hands and he felt rage emanating from his body.
He swallowed and whispered "Should I read it?"
Harry's angry eyes shot up to him and he nodded, his eyes flashing "I might burn it if you do not take it from my hands immediately."
Draco breathed, relieved beyond measure that Harry had not lashed at him and took the letter. It was from Dudley Dursley. His eyebrows rose in shock at the surname.
"Your cousin?" He asked and Harry nodded. He opened it quickly because Harry was eyeing it rather murderously.
"Umm. I will start reading it then." He spoke and Harry nodded.
Dear Harry,
I am sorry if I am disturbing your peace of mind. I am sorry for a lot of things. Disturbing you is just one of them. When you left us at the age of fifteen, we shifted to that safe house and the aurors visited us frequently.
I learned that I was a wizard Harry, not a squib, at that time. Exposure to magic caused my accidental magic to show itself.
I realized that dad had always known about my magical abilities. But this is not why I am writing today.
I – Harry I married a muggle girl and we birthed a girl. We named her Tessa Dursley. She is a witch Harry. My wife died when Tessa was born. Tessa needed a mother and that was when I came across Pansy Parkinson. I married her to give Tessa a mother and the woman agreed.
Tessa had always been a quiet child and she had become even quieter and paler during the past few months. I spied a little and came to a horrifying realization Harry. Dad had been trying to assault her. She had been living in constant terror and she refuses to tell me since when. Mum and I confronted dad about it and he told us what he did to you. She says that her magic helped her protect herself.
He told us that he did the same to you, that we were hypocrites because we never tried to protect you.
I am absolutely horrified and mum has gone into a silent zone. She refuses to speak to anyone at all. We were never aware of this Harry. When I threatened him, he said that he would tell everyone that Tessa is a witch and then the muggles will kill her if we try to get him arrested.
Another thing is that I am suspicious that Pansy knew it all along and did nothing to protect her. Dad slipped a bit and said that Pansy even tried to help him. He wouldn't elaborate on it though, no matter what I say.
There are a few other things I need to talk to you about. They are about your better half. You can ignore this letter but I do not know how to give my daughter a safe place to live. I have never had magical training Harry. I do not even own a wand. I work as a Muggle doctor and would be grateful if you help me, for my ten year old daughter, if not me. She is scheduled for Hogwarts next year and I do not know how to protect her from my wife and my father.
Thank You and May god bless you,
Your cousin
Dudley Dursley.
Draco jumped in surprise when Harry punched the wall angrily.
"FUCK. TWISTED BASTARD." Harry cursed and Draco said resolutely "We have to go Harry and quickly at that. We don't have time. She is only ten."
Harry looked into his eyes and it was as if his eyes softened "Yes. We must but Pansy was your friend. She might be- and you do not want to find them."
"I don't care about Pansy and Tessa is a little girl and we need to protect her." Draco lied because he did care. She was his friend.
"You do." Harry said and Draco shrugged "It's okay. I would perhaps fall into the well of despair but you will be there to catch me so it's okay."
Harry hugged him, cradling his face on his shoulders and Draco went willingly, trying to find peace in Harry's soft arms. It helped, if only a bit, to ease his pain.
"Let's lock the wards and apparate." Harry said.
"Yes. Let's go." Draco murmured determinedly and locked the wards the house before they apparated to 'Number 4 Privet Drive- Dursley Residence.
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