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Face Down	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 37335 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Found
- 2-First Time
- 3-Friends?
- 4-Closer
- 5-Again
- 6-Holiday Gifts
- 7-Too Far
- 8-Loss
- 9-Gain
- 10-Coping
- 11-With Love
- 12-Recovering
- 13-Date
- 14-Willing
- 15-Consenting
- 16-Enjoying
- 17-Expecting
- 18-Parting Ways
- 19-Rescue
- 20-Epilogue
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I'm sorry but to anyone who has been waiting for an update on this story. This however, is not an update. On Fanfiction.net I have recently started posting this story and I decided to split chapter 4 in half to make it two chapters. I have been stuck in the same spot on this story for the past year and have recently been making progress. When I'm caught up to here on ff.net, I will start posting again and I will post regularly from there on out. One chapter every two weeks. To you new readers, I hope you enjoy this story and feel it is review worthy.

Early in the morning on November 1^st, Draco was woken up by a loud, incessant pounding. Once he was awake enough he realized someone was banging on his door. For a moment he thought there might have been an emergency. Then he remembered that there would be some sort of an alarm going off.

Draco dragged himself out of bed and pulled his bathrobe on over his mostly naked body. He walked to his door mumbling about people waking him up in the middle of the night.

By the time he’d actually reached the door, Draco had planned on telling whoever it was to bugger off. But when he got to it, he could hear sniffling between knocks.

Draco quickly unlocked the door and opened it to find a sobbing Harry on the other side. He had collapsed to his knees while trying to wake the other. In his distress, he couldn’t remember which stones revealed the doorknob.

“Fuck, Harry. Did he do it again?” Draco asked as he knelt down next to him. Harry buried his head in Draco's chest and nodded.

Carefully, Draco pulled Harry the rest of the way in the room so he could shut the door. Then he helped him up, took him over to the bed, and sat him down.

“Can I look?” He asked. Harry pulled up his shirt on his own this time.

Draco sighed in relief. There were only a few bruises this time and most of them were already fading.

“Ron woke me up and he was angry. He pulled me into the shower and smacked me. I made sure to do everything he asked so he wouldn’t hurt me as badly as he usually does. He still has to hit me though, every time.” Harry explained as he tried to calm down.

“Harry, why won’t you tell anyone what he’s doing to you?” Draco asked as he pulled the smaller boy into his arms.

“He’s my best friend. When we’re around other people he acts like the normal Ron. But when we’re alone and he’s angry…” He trailed off and started crying again.

No matter how much he wanted to tell someone what was going on, he wouldn’t. It wasn’t Draco's place to do so. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t convince Harry to do it.

“Are you bleeding this time?” He asked softly.

“No. That doesn’t usually happen. He was just angrier than usual that time.” Harry replied.

A few minutes later once Harry had calmed down more, Draco got up and pulled something out of his night stand.

“I got this at the apothecary in Hogsmeade last weekend.” He said as he sat back down, a small jar in his hand. “Do you want to put it on yourself or do you want me to do it?”

“We can both do it. That way it’ll be over faster.” Harry said as Draco opened the jar.

While applying the salve, Harry watched the bruises fade from purple to light greenish-yellow before he put his shirt back down.

“Better?” Draco asked as he put the jar away.

“Yeah.” Harry said quietly.

Draco sat back down with Harry for a few silent minutes.

“Do you want me to walk you back to you dormitory?” The blonde asked, breaking the silence.

Harry really didn’t want to go back there, not right now at least. Right now, he wanted to be as far away from Ron as possible.

“Can I-I stay here?” Harry asked nervously.

“Tomorrow’s Sunday, which means there’s no classes. I don’t see why not.” Draco answered with a bright smile.

Immediately, Harry scrambled up the bed and snuggled up under the big silver comforter.

“Ok. You can sleep on the bed. I’ll take the couch.” He said laughing a little.

Harry sat up. “Why can’t you sleep here with me?” He asked cutely.

“Do you want me to?” Draco asked warily. “I thought it would freak you out sleeping in the same bed with another guy.”

“As long as you’re not Ron, I don’t mind.” Harry said with a coy smile. “Besides, it’s your bed.”

“Alright. Just… let me put some pajamas on.” Draco said.

Draco rummaged through his trunk and pulled out a pair of blue pajama pants that looked brand new. He took off the robe and slipped the pants on. Then he went to look for the matching top.

“What do you usually wear to bed then?” Harry asked curiously.

“Mostly boxers, sometimes naked though.” He replied. “Damn it. I can’t find the shirt.”

Harry blushed when Draco stood up straight so he could see his chest and abs.

“I-I don’t mind.” Harry stuttered.

Draco gave up the search for the elusive shirt and climbed into the free side of the bed.

“Good night Harry.” The blond said as he laid down facing away from him.

“Good night.” Harry replied a little sadly as he too laid down facing away from his bedmate for the night.

After a few minutes, Harry started sliding closer to Draco. It took him a little while to move all the way across the bed but he finally felt the other’s back against his. Then he heard a sigh.

Flipping over, Draco asked, “What is it Harry?”

“I’m cold.” He said turning his head to look at the other boy.

“Do you want me to get you some more blankets?” He asked kindly.

“Um… no.” Harry said nervously and moved a little bit closer.

“Then what am I—” Draco started before realization dawned on him. “Oh!”

He then laid back down and put his arm around Harry's waist.

“Are you sure you’re ok with this?” Draco asked a few moments later when he was comfortable. He didn’t get an answer though as Harry had already fallen asleep. “I guess you are.” He said to the back of Harry's dark head.

The next morning, Draco's sleep was disturbed once again by Harry struggling in his arms. At first he thought Harry was having some sort of panic attack.

When Harry finally got out of the bed he ran toward a door but then stopped when he saw an identical one a few feet away.

He whipped back around to face Draco. “Bathroom?” He asked hastily.

“On the left.” He immediately replied.

After the door closed, Draco got up and walked to the door. He could hear Harry retching on the other side. He knocked when the sound stopped.

“Harry, are you alright?” He asked warmly. A moment later the door opened.

“Yeah I’m fine.” He replied as he walked to the sink. He cupped his hands under the faucet and gargled the water. Then he washed his hands.

“How did Mrs. Weasley put up with this six times?!” Harry exclaimed when he was finished in the bathroom. “I’m only two months into my pregnancy and it’s already driving me crazy!”

Over the next month and a half, Harry showed up at Draco's door twice, sobbing hysterically. The third time it happened over all was the night before Christmas holiday started.

“What are you doing for the holidays, Harry?” Draco asked as he held him

“I’m staying here.” He replied somberly.

“I thought you had your godfathers to go home to now?” The blonde asked, confused.

“I do and I want to go home, but Ron said I have to stay here.” Harry said quietly.

“Where is he going to be?” Draco asked worriedly.

“He’s going home to be with his family. He wants me to stay here because I’ll have too much fun if I go home.” Harry explained. “Sirius and Remus are going to come here for Christmas Eve and day though.”

“I suppose that’s something but I still don’t think you should do what he tells you to.” Draco said heatedly.

“What are you doing for Christmas?” Harry asked.

“Well now I’m staying here.” Draco replied.

“Why? You don’t have a reason to stay here.”

“You’ll be here. We can do whatever we want without the weasel finding out that we’re friends.” Draco explained.

Harry smiled and snuggled closer.
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