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The Domino Effect	By : jameschick Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28943 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Domino Effect
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-Part 5
- 6-Part 6
- 7-Part 7
- 8-Part 8
- 9-Part 9
- 10-Part 10
- 11-Part 11
- 12-Part 12
- 13-Part 13
- 14-Part 14
- 15-Part 15
- 16-Part 16
- 17-Part 17
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Part 20
- 21-Part 21
- 22-Part 22
- 23-Part 23
- 24-Part 24
- 25-Part 25
- 26-Part 26
- 27-Part 27
- 28-Epilogue
- 3
- 4
- 5
Part 4

Not like I need to depend upon anyone, since I can see the lack of need for you to be here at all. - Nickleback

Ron was pacing back and forth in the Gryffindor common room. It wasn't like Harry to be gone all day, and he was more than a little worried. Sure, he was Harry Potter, and he was more than capable of taking care of himself, but what if something had happened to him?

After finally getting over his attack of nerves that morning, he'd showered and gone down to breakfast, half expecting to find Harry there. He hadn't, so after eating he'd gone down to the pitch and had a look around. No such luck there either. He figured that Snape must've found Harry and they were probably in his office or the classroom or something.

Wanting to know what was going on, Ron went back to his dorm room and looked for the Marauder's Map in Harry's trunk. Finding it missing, as well as the Invisibility Cloak, he surmised that Harry was either snooping somewhere in the school where he shouldn't be, or that he'd heard Snape was looking for him and he was hiding out. He figured he'd ask Hermione if she knew where Harry was, and then headed to the library to find her. He knew that she'd be there; she always was.

Of course, Hermione had no idea where Harry was, and after listening to Ron carry on about Snape and how Harry might be in trouble, she rolled her eyes at him and reminded him that Harry was seventeen years old, had faced down Voldemort on several occasions, and was in no danger from Snape to begin with. Then she told him that if Harry hadn't made an appearance by dinner they would look for him.

Well, it was now after dinner and there had been no sign of Harry.

"I just don't understand how you can be so calm about it, 'Mione!" Ron turned to her with an angry look on his face. "He's been gone since before I woke up this morning. Something could have happened to him!"

"Yes, that's true, Ron, but," Hermione reached out and laid her hand on Ron's arm, "we don't know that for sure. Both the map and the cloak are gone, so maybe he had plans. A girl he was meeting up with, perhaps."

"Or he could be off doing something dangerous and stupid for Dumbledore!" Ron exploded in anger.

"Or, he could be right here watching you make an arse of yourself," Harry spoke up from where he had just entered the room.

"Harry!" Ron strode quickly across the room toward him and punched him on the arm. "Where the hell have you been all day? Snape was in our room this morning looking for you! Snape, Harry! And he was standing over me when I woke up. It was a bloody nightmare I tell you!"

Harry cracked a grin and shook his head. "Sorry 'bout that, did he say what he wanted?"

"Only that you were to report to him immediately. Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"No, just some Order stuff," Harry lied. "It's no big deal; I'll go see him now and get it over with." Harry turned to go when Hermione stopped him.

"Harry? Where were you all day?"

"Oh, I was holed up in an empty classroom. Reading." Harry hoped she bought it, seeing as how he wasn't really lying to her.

Hermione looked at Harry skeptically but then, noticing his bloodshot eyes, seemed to be satisfied with his answer. "Alright then, Harry. We'll see you when you get back from your meeting with Snape." Harry nodded to her, grinned at Ron and then stepped back out into the hall.

Oh well, he thought, I wanted to see if Snape would give me a sleeping draught anyway.

~!~

Draco stood at the bottom of the staircase, his arms crossed over his chest and a defiant look in his eyes. He ground his teeth in annoyed frustration and looked up toward the top of the stairs. Again.

Potter had not been at dinner. That made three meals he'd missed. And Draco was not worried about him. He was not thinking about going up to Gryffindor Tower to check up on him either. He really wasn't. And if he kept telling himself that, he might start to believe it.

It didn't help matters that Snape had taken him aside after the evening meal and asked him, again, if he had seen the other boy. After all, if Snape couldn't find him, how the hell was he supposed to do it?

Draco huffed in annoyance and spun on his heel; there was no point in this. Even if he did go up to Gryffindor, then what? Knock on the forehead of the horrid fat woman in the portrait and ask if Potter could come out and play? He hardly saw that going over well. Most likely he'd be hexed into oblivion by a bunch of do-gooding Gryffindolts intent on protecting their boy-wonder from the evil Slytherin. Too bad they weren't around when Potter bloody needed them.

"Bloody Potter!" Draco huffed, "Always making my life difficult. Couldn't bother to leave a soddin' note, no, he's gotta up and disappear for the day."

"Sorry, Malfoy, didn't realize you'd be worried."

Harry's amused voice came from behind him and Draco spun around to see the boy in question descending the staircase. He crossed his arms over his chest and tried to glare at Harry, but for some reason, it just didn't come off quite right. "Who said I was worried?"

"No one," Harry replied and then shrugged his shoulders. "So... Why are you standing around here at the bottom of the stairs, then?"

Draco blushed slightly and looked away. "If you must know, I was looking for you. Professor Snape wants to see you. He's been trying to find you all day; I don't think he's going to be in a very good mood when you see him."

"Yeah, I heard. Apparently he terrified Ron this morning. Something about hovering over his bed when he woke up."

Draco snorted. "Somehow, hearing that, I feel less special now." At Harry's confused expression, Draco shook his head. "Never mind. I'll walk you through the dungeons, no point in taking chances."

Harry nodded. "Okay, but it's not like I'm stupid, Draco. I brought my Invisibility cloak with me."

"Good. Cause if the others come out in the corridor, we may both need it."

Harry tilted his head inquisitively and studied the blond in front of him. "Something happen last night after I left?"

"Nothing important. Suffice it to say, my housemates are acting a bit... off around me. Goyle alluded to the fact that they had waited for me in the locker room after the game. Snape is looking into it for me. I don't have to tell you where I think they were going with that remark, do I?"

"No." Harry shook his head and then swallowed. "Look, about yesterday, Malfoy, I... Thank you." Harry lowered his gaze to the floor and then continued. "Not just for bringing me back to the castle and getting Snape to fix me up, but the other stuff too. I didn't mean to cry all over you, and you were real nice about it, so thanks."

"Don't worry about it, Potter. Your secret is safe with me." Draco slung an arm around Harry's shoulders and started guiding him toward the dungeons. "We better get a move on, the longer we keep Snape waiting, the more insufferable he's bound to be."

~!~

Severus Snape was not a happy camper. He had spent the better part of the day searching the castle for Harry Potter, and with no luck in finding him. It wasn't that he was worried about the boy, for he wasn't, it was only that if something more were to happen to him, and should Dumbledore discover what Severus himself already knew, then it would be he who would be held responsible for what happened. By all rules and codes of conduct, as a professor, and Head of Slytherin house, he should have reported not only Potter's violation, but that he knew who the perpetrators were as well.

If it were anyone other than Draco that had asked him, he would not have kept his silence. He cared very little if the whole world found out that Potter had been assaulted, nor did he care what actions that revelation would have on the student body, in particular his Slytherins. They were more than capable of holding their own against the rest of the school. Always had been.

No, it had been Draco's own safety that Snape was worried about. Ever since Lucius had been imprisoned, he had taken it upon himself to look out for the boy, to see to his well being. The fact that his position within Voldemort's circle was no longer set in stone was both a relief and a worry to the Potions Master. He didn't want to see Draco make the same mistakes he had made, but at the same time, it made him fear for him. If Voldemort doubted Draco's loyalty, he would not hesitate to do away with him. He could see how the other seventh years had been watching him, and he knew that they were reporting their findings to their parents. This Potter thing was most likely the latest in a long string of subtle and not-so-subtle tests to determine where the younger Malfoy's loyalty lay.

To Snape, it was now obvious that it wasn't with Voldemort. But, did that mean it was with Potter?

There was a sharp rap on the door and Snape stood from his chair, crossed the room, and flung open the door. He was slightly surprised to see the objects of his musings standing before him. Both of them.

"Well, well, finally came out of hiding, did you, Potter?" Snape stepped back from the door and waved the two young men inside. "Hurry up now, before the other students see you loitering in the hallway."

Harry rolled his eyes slightly and stepped inside, followed by Draco. He just wanted to get this over with and go to bed. "I was told you wanted to see me?"

Snape sneered at him and then produced his wand. Before Harry even thought about his actions, he had his wand in hand as well and was pointing it with deadly accuracy at his Professor.
If SIf Snape was shocked by how fast Harry had armed himself, he didn't let it show. Draco however had let out a small gasp of surprise.

"Honestly, Potter, I was merely going to check on your injuries," Snape drawled. "Do put your wand away. Now, Potter."

Harry, realizing that he had, in essence, just threatened a teacher, blanched slightly. "I'm sorry, Sir. It was just a gut reaction."

"I've no doubt it was, Potter, however," Snape grinned maliciously, "that'll be ten points from Gryffindor for raising a wand to a faculty member."

Harry and Draco exchanged a look, both boys rolling their eyes, and then Harry shrugged his shoulders. "Fine. Can we just get on with this? Sir?" Harry had to stop himself from crossing his arms over his chest and glaring. He knew that Snape would like nothing better than to find another reason to remove points from him. Not that Harry really cared about points - or anything else - anymore.

Harry stood stalk still while Snape circled around him, muttering spells and making 'hmm' sounds. After what seemed to be an extremely long time to Harry, he stopped in front of him and put his wand away. "Your injuries are healing nicely, in fact, I'd say by tomorrow, you'll be as good as knew; as if nothing happened to you at all."

"Thank you, Professor Snape. May I have another sleeping draught?"

"Certainly, Potter," Snape smiled evilly and Harry gulped. "Just as soon as you answer me one question. Where have you been all day?"

This was not something Harry wanted to discuss right now, he looked away from Snape, studying the floor for a few seconds, then he decided to lie to him. "I was in the Astronomy Tower. Under my cloak."

"The Astronomy tower?" Snape's eyebrows went up in surprise. "What in the world were you doing there, no one goes to the Astronomy tower unless they have a ... romantic liaison planned. Or for classes," he added as an afterthought.

"I know," Harry answered, "but seeing as it was daytime, I figured I'd be left alone."

Snape seemed skeptical, but having no proof one way or the other, he let it go. "Very well, Potter, but don't pull this disappearing act again or it'll be fifty points from Gryffindor."

"Yes, Sir," Harry answered in a flat tone, "may I go now?"

Snape glared, walked over to his desk and picked up the waiting vial of Dreamless Sleep potion and then thrust it into Harry's hand. "I would like a word with Mr. Malfoy; wait by the door and then he'll see you safely out of the dungeons." Snape walked to the far side of the room, Draco following sedately behind him.

"Sir?" Draco asked when they were on the far side of the room.

"Why are you here, with Potter, instead of in your dormitory?"

"I saw him coming here and thought it was a good idea to accompany him, lest anything... untoward should happen to him again. Have I made an error in judgement?" Draco put on his best 'I am innocent I tell you!' face and hoped that Snape didn't see right through it. It wouldn't do to have him find out that he'd been searching for the Gryffindor.

"No, of course not. I was merely concerned for your reputation should you be seen in his company." Snape gave Draco a look and the blond nodded his head solemnly. "I have not yet had a chance to look into your personal matters, what with wasting all day looking for Potter. I wouldn't want you to be... damaged for the company you keep."

"Of course not, Sir."

"In which case," Snape continued, "if you find yourself in need of sleeping quarters again this evening, you may return here."

Draco nodded. "Thank you, Professor. Shall I walk Potter back to the main hall?"

"Yes, thank you. I believe we are finished here."

Draco turned and walked back to where Harry was waiting at the door. "Come on, let's go before he changes his mind," he whispered to the dark-haired boy and opened the door.

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