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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Two	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(U)Chapter Four(U)

There were good things and bad things about Valentine's day that year for Draco Malfoy. The good thing was that for the first time in many years he didn't have to stop Pansy Parkinson shoving her tongue down his throat or trying to get him to put his hand up her skirt. Just the thought of it made him shudder, in their final year it had actually made him physically sick. But there was no Pansy this year and that was good. The bad thing was that all day he was reminded of the love that he had felt and lost, the love who had left him with a shattered heart.

School was torture, everyone giving and receiving valentine's cards. Bella was out of it completely, not even realising what she held in her hands when people gave her cards. She slipped them into her bag and seemed to go about in a daze. Jessica gave Draco a valentine to give to Harry and he stared at her for a few seconds, wondering if he should save Harry and trouble and simply bin it. She was most definitely not Harry's type. Clingy, needy, whiny and above all else…female. Harry had confirmed it with Draco a few nights ago that he swung most definitely in the same direction the Draco did.

When he got home all he wanted to do was crawl into his bed and sleep the rest of the day away but Harry wouldn't let him, dragging him into his room and playing with Teddy. Harry was definitely not going to let Draco fall back into his depression no matter how hard the blond teen tried. In a sort of revenge Draco did give Harry Jessica's valentine, relishing in the way the saviour of the Wizarding world went pale and muttered a choice word.

"She likes me?" he asked softly.

"Yep," Draco shrugged.

"What did you say?" Harry asked worriedly.

"Nothing," Draco shrugged once more.

"Great," Harry muttered, just what he wanted, a muggle with a crush. "She the type to let something go if the other person doesn't respond…ever?"

"Nope," Draco shook his head.

"I thought as much," Harry muttered.

Dinner time came and Draco was surprised to find the table only set for him, Harry and Teddy. His parents were also dressed up rather nice. He frowned as he slid down into his seat slowly and Narcissa spoke softly,

"Lucius and I are going for a valentine's dinner," she told him and he nodded in understanding. Really he should have expected it, his parents had never had much time for the romantic holiday what with him and the Dark Lord and Azkaban. "We'll be back later. No wild parties."

"Promise," Harry said with a laugh as he speared a piece of pasta on his fork and held it out to Teddy. The little boy gobbled it up quickly.

"Harry, no," Narcissa scolded, "He has his own food. Let him do it himself."

"But…" Harry protested.

"No," Narcissa said, "We'll see you all later."

"Narcissa, the taxi's here," Lucius said softly from the doorway. Narcissa lent down and kissed all three of the boys sat that the table on the forehead and then the couple were gone, the scent of her perfume remaining for a few moments.

"I'm not really that hungry," Draco said, beginning to get up.

"Sit," Harry ordered with a glare, "Eat. Half the plate at least."

"Harry…"

"Half the plate," Harry said calmly. They ate in relative silence, the only sounds really coming from Teddy as he made a mess of feeding himself on his high chair, more off the food ending up on his face and his bib than in his mouth. Draco only just managed to eat half of the mountain of pasta on his plate and it made him feel even sicker than the whole romantic day had made him feel. He excused himself from the table while Harry was cleaning Teddy up, disappearing up to his room.

"Fucking valentines day…" Draco muttered as he sat on his bed, glaring at himself in his mirror. He looked awful. "Fucking vampires…" Then an utterly brilliant (to him) but utterly stupid (to anyone else) idea popped into his head. "I need to get pissed." Listening down the stairs he found Harry still talking to Teddy as he washed the little boys face in the kitchen and so quickly he changed into a pair of black skinny jeans, a tight black long sleeved t-shirt that showed off his skinny frame a little too much, a black leather jacket and expensive black shoes. Leaving his hair loose he grabbed his wand and went to the middle of his room where he promptly Apparated away.

Harry suspected nothing until hours later.

"Bella?"

"Yeah, who is this?"

"It's Harry, Draco's friend."

"Oh hi Harry."

"Hi. Look, have you seen Draco?"

"What?"

"Draco? Have you seen him since you brought him home?"

"No. Sorry. I'm at Jacob's."

"Oh."

"Why?"

"I can't find him."

"What?"

"He's disappeared."

"That's not good."

"No. I reckon he's been thinking about…well…"

"The Cullens."

"Yeah. It's Valentine's Day and…is there anywhere else he would go?"

"I don't know."

"Oh. Well thanks anyway. I'll keep looking."

"I'll keep an eye out for him."

"Thanks."

"Bye."

"Bye."

"Oh thank Merlin you're back," Harry said as he rushed up to the couple that had just stepped in through the front door at 10:15. "I can't find him."

"Who? Teddy?" Narcissa asked, going pale.

"No, Draco!" Harry explained, "He disappeared not long after you went out. I called Bella and she hadn't seen him. I was going to do a tracking spell but I only know one and it needs blood to work and I'm not a blood relation and…well I couldn't leave Teddy alone anyway and…"

"He's gone?" Narcissa gasped. Harry nodded. "Why?"

"It's Valentine's Day," Harry said softly, "I think he's been thinking about…"

"That bloody vampire!" Lucius growled.

"Yeah," Harry mumbled.

"We should have thought of this," Narcissa almost sobbed, "I can't believe we left him to struggle through this alone."

"You weren't the only ones who forgot," Harry said softly, "I was here with him! I should have realised and looked after him and…"

"Let's do the-" Lucius was cut off by the house phone ringing in the kitchen where it lived. Harry rushed into the other room and picked up the handset, hitting the green button and holding it to his ear.

"Hello?" Harry asked.

"He-Hello?" Draco's voice slurred down the line.

"Draco!" Harry gasped, "Where are you? I've been worried!"

"Been out," Draco said shortly, "Clubbing with the singles." Draco broke off to giggle, "I'm just a-ringing to let you know that…that…why am I ringing Vic?" Harry heard a muffled voice in the background, "Oh yeah, I'm not comin' home tonight."

"What? Yes you are coming home tonight," Harry began to say.

"I'm going home with Vic. Vic's nice, he likes me. Not like Jasper. Vic wants me," Draco said quickly. Harry got a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. "We're going to his house and we're gonna have fun, he says so."

"No Draco, I'm gonna come get you. Stay where you are," Harry said quickly.

"No! I'm going with Vic," Draco protested, "Vic's nice…"

"Draco…"

"See you tomorrow Harry," Draco giggled loudly and then the line went dead. Harry slowly put the handset down and turned to Lucius and Narcissa.

"He's drunk," he said softly and Narcissa gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, "He's drunk and some guy is going to take him home and…"

"We need to do that spell," Lucius growled.

"Yes," Harry agreed, "Then I'll go get him."

"No, I'll…"

"Mr Malfoy. I'll get him," Harry said softly. If Lucius went he would be blinded by anger and worry for his son and would hex first and ask questions later. That would not be good. "I'll go get him."

"Harry right love but we must hurry. We can't let Draco destroy all the progress he's made with this sort of a mistake," Narcissa said, tears rolling down her cheeks, "I can't bear the thought of some man taking advantage of him…"

"No one will," Lucius said, pulling her into his arms, "Let's do this spell."

They'd found Draco's magical signature and Harry had Apparated there almost immediately, leaving Teddy in the capable care of the Malfoy's. He'd arrived a couple of blocks away and had run towards the signature, arriving just as a man in his mid-forties was helping Draco, a very, VERY drunk Draco into a taxi.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" Harry yelled, pulling Draco away from the man.

"H-Harry?" Draco slurred, his eyes taking a while to focus on Harry's face even though he was literally right in front of him. "'lo Harry. What you doin' here?"

"Taking you home," Harry said firmly to him.

"Nuh," Draco shook his head, "'m goin' with Vic." He tried to pull away from Harry but the sober teen had always been stronger ever when Draco wasn't drunk.

"You heard him, he wants to come with me," the man, Vic said calmly. He had the strength however to pull Draco out of Harry's arms.

"He's too drunk to know what he wants," Harry growled at him, "How much has he had to drink?" he demanded angrily, not letting go of Draco even as Vic pulled him away. Draco slumped between them, mumbling to himself.

"As much as he wanted," Vic said, "Nothing's too good for a cute little thing like him. And now if you'll just fuck off I'm gonna take him home and have his pretty little ass like he wants me too."

"No you fucking well won't!" Harry shouted, "That would be no better than raping him, the state he's in. You're sick, disgusting and…"

"He's been begging for it all night and I'm taking him home to give it to him so just fuck off!" Vic interrupted him, shouting in Harry's face. A small crowd had gathered to watch what was going on and a few people muttered in response to what they were seeing and hearing.

"No," Harry growled at him.

"What? Is he your boyfriend?" Vic sneered at him, laughing loudly, "Look kid you obviously weren't man enough for him so give me the little light weight and fuck off. I will not have you wasting the money I put into getting him and ruining my plans for the evening."

"You planned to get him this drunk?" Harry demanded sounding disgusted. Most of the crowd made similar murmurs of disgust. Vic was a real sleaze.

"What if I did?" Vic shrugged.

"Oh well that changes the rules," Harry muttered, almost to himself as he let go. Draco stumbled into Vic's arms and the older man smiled in triumph. But he didn't smile for long, not with Harry's fist connecting with his nose.

A gasp went through the crowd as Vic flew backwards, Draco slipping from his arms. Harry caught the blond easily, shaking out his hand. Punching hurt! He'd never punched anyone before, only ever seen other people punch people. Like Hermione, Hermione had a good punch.

"You're disgusting," Harry spat down at Vic, "Disgusting. Come on Draco, I'm taking you home before anything else can happen to you."

Harry struggled down the road, supporting the slumping blond entirely. He ignored the angry shouts coming from Vic, just kept a steady pace until he could turn down an alley and Apparate them both back to the Malfoy's little house in Forks.

"Why Draco?" Harry asked as he helped the other teen out of his clothes. When they'd arrived home Narcissa had almost fainted at the sight of them. Lucius had helped Harry get Draco up the stairs and into his room and then left him in the dark haired teens capable hands, going to calm his wife.

"Wanted to," Draco slurred, holding his arms above his head obediently so that Harry could pull his tight t-shirt off of him. "Don't look at it." He mumbled, covering his tattoo with his hand. All the self-confidence he'd gained being with Jasper had evaporated within hours of him leaving.

"Why Draco? Why did you want to get so drunk you'd let an ugly old man take you home?" Harry asked, getting Draco to put his pyjama top on and buttoning it up fully. Draco frowned,

"Wanted the forget Jasper."

"This isn't the way to do it Draco," Harry sighed, quickly taking Draco's jeans off of him and replacing them with the pyjama bottoms. "This isn't the way."

"It made me feel better," Draco mumbled pathetically.

"What did? The drinking or the attention of that ugly man?" Harry asked.

"Both. Someone wanted me," Draco's eyes filled with tears.

"Draco all that man wanted was a quick fuck," Harry said softly, moving Draco so that the blond teen slid between the sheets, "He probably wouldn't have even let you stay the night. I've seen his type before. Wouldn't surprise me if he was married with kids." He tucked Draco in gently.

"But…he wanted me," Draco persisted, "He liked me and wanted me…why didn't Jasper want me? Why didn't he love me? He said he did but…"

"Draco…"

"Why wasn't I good enough?" A lone tear fell down Draco's flushed cheeks, flushed from the sheer amount of alcohol in his system. Harry sighed and pulled Draco back into his arms, sitting on the bed with Draco.

"You are good enough Draco, good enough for anyone," Harry said softly in his ear, "I can't answer for the vampire but I will say this. What you did tonight was stupid and irresponsible. You'll agree with me when you're sober."

"I just wanted to forget…"

"I know," Harry sighed softly, rocking Draco back and forth. "Do you want me to stay?" He felt Draco nod against his shoulder. "Ok then. I'll stay."

And so Harry stayed, holding Draco as he cried himself to sleep.

"Fucking Valentine's Day," Harry grumbled before he too fell asleep.

A/N I am such a bitch aren't I? Don't worry, things will get better…eventually.
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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Two