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Fallen VII
I’ll be
using Within Temptation Lyrics in
this chapter too. They’re a Gothic-Rock group from Holland and write the most
beautiful songs. If you want a few songs let me know.
~*~
These are the darkest clouds
To have surrounded me
Now I find my self alone caught in a cage
~*~
“I’m still
here,”
Draco
jerked around and ran towards the bed, towards Harry. It had been barely a
whisper, but to Draco the voice had been loud and clear.
“Harry!
Harry!” Draco said, while tears of happiness clouded his vision.
“Since when
are you calling me Harry,” Harry whispered again. There was no expression on
his face and his eyes were still closed.
“I didn’t
realise,” Draco said frowning. He hadn’t noticed the sudden change in names. He
bit his lip, wondering if this was the time to ask questions. To say anything
at all. Should he leave Harry alone for a while. Draco turned around to leave
or at least give Harry some room.
“Oh-no,
you’re not going anywhere.” Harry said a little louder.
Draco
jerked around and noticed that Harry’s eyes were staring at him. Slowly he
moved back to the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. There was a long awkward
silence, where Harry sighed softly several times. “Can I get you anything?
Water? Maybe a bath, do you want to take a bath? I could call for Lib- oh no, I
gave her the day off. I can get almost anything you want. Just tell me and I’ll
get it for you in a second. I know the way to the kitchen so I-”
“M'>“Malfoy,”
Harry broke Draco off. “I don’t need anything from you, but my own freedom. I
want you to set me free,”
~*~
He told me he loved me
While he laughed in my face
He just led me astray
He took my virtue
I feel so cold inside
Sorrow has frozen my mind
~*~
Draco’s
heart sank to his stomach. That was all Harry wanted? The only thing Harry wanted
was his own freedom. He bit his lip and nodded. He’d never felt so hurt before.
He realised that after everything he told Harry, he was still ‘the-boy-who-did-this-to-me’
to Harry. “I understand,” Draco whispered, standing up and walking directly to
the bathroom. He didn’t want Harry to see his weakness.
Draco
entered the bathroom, feeling sick when he re-discovered the blood and broken
mirror. He had to clean this place up. He leaned against the wall. He couldn’t
let Harry go. His father would go mad and the Dark Lord would kill him
personally. After a lot of torture and rape. To be honest he didn’t want to
give Harry his freedom.
If he gave
Harry his freedom, Harry would be free to go, to leave. Draco knew for sure
that Harry would leave him. He didn’t even want to think about living in this
hell alone, but he didn’t want Harry to be unhappy either.
After
taking a few deep breaths, Draco found the strength to re-enter the room and
face Harry again. It wasn’t easy facing the person you hurt so badly,
especially not when you just opened your heart to that person.
“Har-Potter,”
Draco stuttered, thinking it was probably best not to show too much emotion. “I
can’t set you free. If I set you free, I will be killed.” Draco said, hiding
behind his mask.
“I see,”
Harry muttered coldly. “I’ll have my bath instead.”
Draco let
out a sigh. Were things really going back to the way they were. “OK, can you
stand?” Draco asked, stepping away from the bed. Giving Harry his space.
Harry sat
up and blinked a few times. He groaned and grabbed his head so tightly you’d
think he was afraid it might explode.
“Are you
alright?” Draco asked worriedly.
“Fine,”
Harry spat.
Draco bit
his lip not to spat back an insult. It was obvious that Harry was not fine, he
was doing bad. He was pale, cold and covered with blood. If someone would have
told him Harry was a living dead, he would have believed the person without any
doubt.
Harry tried
to stand, while Draco watched him silently. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
Harry asked, glaring at the blond boy.
“No I’m
not.” Draco said firmly. “If you would just let me heou.”ou.”
“You’ve
helped enough, thank-you-very-much.” Harry spat, standing up. His feet couldn’t
hold his own weight, causing him to fall right into Draco’s arms.
Without
hessitation Draco scooped Harry in his arms, holding him like a baby and walked
towards the bathroom.
“Let you of
me, you git” Harry said, trying to push Draco away from him. “I’ve had enough
of you touching me.”
When they
entered the bathroom Harry fell silent. Draco could see Harry fighting away his
tears as he saw the mess in the bathroom.
Draco carefully
placed Harry on a chair and grabbed his wand. The mess was gone with one swing
of his wand.
Harry sat
silently in the chair, as Draco filled the bath for him. Every few seconds he
let out a soft sigh.
Draco
didn’t dare to look Harry’s way. He felt so guilty.
“Bath is
ready,” Draco said, when the bath had filled itself. Foam covered the furface
of the water. He walked over to Harry and offered the boy a hand.
Harry took
it, not looking Draco’s way. Shakily Harry made his way towards the bath, sitting
down on the edge. He slid into the bath right away. How he had longed for this
warmth, he had been so cold.
The bath
was deep and Draco could see Harry was having a hard time keeping his head
above the foam. He wondered if he should offer his help, with Harry being so
incredibly stubborn.
“Is it
alright if I take a bath with you?” Draco decided to ask. “I promise I won’t
touch you. There’s enough place.”
“If you
want.” Harry said, holding on to the edge of the bath. Preventing him to drown.
Draco took
off his clothes, except his boxer. Knowing that Harry wouldn’t feel comfortable
around a naked him. He stepped into the bath, noticing Harry was ignoring him
completely. It took him some time to wash all the blood from his hands and
face.
When he looked
up he saw Harry trying to get the blood off his skin too, but the boy wasn’t
succeeding. When he swum a bit closer, Harry’s head jerked up and Harry glared
at him. Draco’s eyes widened. “For Merlin’s sake,” Draco yelled, closing the
space between Harry and him. “Let me help you. I’m not going to rape you again.
I gave my word,”
Harry was
still trembling, but Draco pretended not to notice and took the washcloth from
Harry. He rubbed the washcloth slowly over Harry’s shoulders, rubbing away the
dried blood. Very slowly Harry relaxed, leaning into Draco’s touch.
>
“Why won’t
you just give me a chance?” Draco asked softly, noticing Harry wasn’t shivering
anymore.
Harry’s
eyes met Draco’s. Draco could see the surprise in Harry’s eyes and the shock.
Harry looked
down, sighing softly. “You scare me. I don’t feel comfortable with you. You did
this to me and that will never change. You hurt me so bad that I killed myself,
and now you want me to forget everything?” Harry asked, obviously upset.
“I-I don’t
want you to forget everything. I just want you to give me a chance. I’ll try to
change. I’m not always the spoiled brat everybody thinks I am,” Draco
whispered, washing Har han hands.
“How do I
know you’ll never do that again?”
Harry asked, fire of tears burning behind his eyes.
“Because
the urge to make you feel better and to please you is stronger than the urge to
satisfy this longing inside.” Draco answered, his cheeks burning red.
“You were
so selfish when you spoke to me,” Harry said, ignoring Draco’s blush. “You said
I had to come back, because you didn’t want to be left alone, because your
fahter’s ashamed of you and because you want to feel safe...”
“You heard
all of that. I thought, since you didn’t laugh right in my face that you might
have forgotten,” Draco whispered, extremely ashamed.
“How could
I forget.” Harry whispered back.
“I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry. I never meant to hurt you so bad.” Draco suddenly sobbed, his
fingers trailing over Harry’s fresh scar on his arm. “I know you hate me and I
know that you don’t believe me-,”
Harry
softly pressed their bodies together, silencing Draco.
“Why did
you come back?” Draco asked. The sobs died away.
“Because
I’m not as evil and bad as you?” Harry answered.
Draco
looked up from Harry’s shoulder and glared.
“Honestly?
I don’t know.” Harry said. “I guess I just couldn’t leave you here all alone.”
“I’m glad
you couldn’t,” Draco whispered, pulling Harry into a final hug before releasing
him. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Harry said
nothing. He allowed Draco to wash his hair and upper body, but never looked
Draco in the eye.
When Harry
was cleaned up, Draco helped him to get out of the bath. He gave Harry a big
black towel and grabbed some clothes out of his wardrobe for Harry to wear.
After that he exited the bathroom, giving Harry some privacy.
~*~
My heart is covered
With thoughts entangled
How could it ever have felt so real?
Is there a place more lonely than I feel within?
Could I have seen?
Could I have known?
~*~
Draco
couldn’t stay away long. He was far too afraid that Harry would try to hurt
himself again. When he came back he found Harry crying on the floor and quickly
made way way towards the shaking boy.
“Harry?”
“Why did I
stay, for Merlin’s sake.” Harry sobbed, resting his head on his knees. “I was
nearly there. I was nearly happy and I could see my family awaiting me. And
then you come along, asking me to stay. You convinced my parents and even
Sirius that it wasn’t my time. I should have stayed. Now I have to live with
this pain inside me again and it hurts so much. I’ll be your slave forever,
because you can’t set me free and everyone else thinks I’m dead. Why did I
stay?”
Draco bit
his lip. He wish he knew something good to say. Something comforting, something
that would take the pain away. He couldn’t. His mind was blank. “I’m sorry I
asked you to stay,” Draco whispered.
“No, you’re
not. You wanted me to stay,” Harry spat.
“Yes I did,
but I’m still sorry.” Draco said, he sat next to Harry on the floor and stared
into space.
After a
while, Draco noticed Harry was shivering again.
“Let’s get
you into bed and we’ll talk more.” Draco said, offering Harry a hand.
Harry took
it silently, but collapsed on the floor. The bath and the crying had worn him
out to no end. Draco picked him up, this time with no struggle and carried him
to the bedroom. A house elf had changed the sheets on the bed and Draco quickly
closed the curtains around the bed and made sure Harry was lying comfortable.
After that he cast a silencing spell around the bed, making sure the paintings
didn’t over his conversation with Harry.
He sat next
to Harry and sighed. He knew they had to talk. There was no other way.
“I want to
make things as good as possible for you,” Draco said, after a while.
“You’d
better,” Harry replied, but shut his moutter ter Draco looked at him. “Sorry.”
“I can’t
set you free, because we’ll both get in a lot of trouble. I really do want to
set you free,” Draco said.
“No, you
don’t.” Harry said raising his voice a little.
“Ok. I
don’t, but I would have done so if I could.” Draco said. “So, here’s the deal.
I’ll stop treating you like my slave. You can do whatever you want, as long as
you don’t leave the Manor and don’t tell Lucius.”
“Sounds
fair, but what about my friends?” Harry asked.
“I don’t
know. If they know you’re still alive, they’ll come looking for you and war
will start overover again. It would be a shock for them to discover you’re
still alive. They’ve just finished crying over you.” Draco said. “I don’t think
it’s a good idea, I won’t get you out of the Manor anyway. The elves are
watching you and you’re wandless. My father will kill you, or Voldemort will.
Anyway trying to escape will be your death.”
“You don’t
want me to contact my friends?” Harry asked, he couldn’t believe what he was
hearing. “I don’t care if it will be my death, I want my friends to know I’m
still alive. I can’t live without my friends!”
“And I do
care about your death and I won’t risk it. Harry, you won’t get out of this
Manor. No matter what you try, at least not now my father’s still alive.” Draco
said, almost yelled.
“So you
want me to wait until your father’s dead? Ever imagine how big the shock will
be if we wait that long?” Harry said angrily.
“Of course
the shock will be big, but it’ll be a big shock now too. I’m trying to keep you
safe, damn it.” Draco replied just as angry.
“Malfoy.
You’re telling me that I’ll have to live here for another... what? 50 years
until your fahter’s dead? Live here with you? Who’d want to live with you?”
Harry spat.
Draco’s
eyes widened. It was as if lightening just hit him, right into his chest. He
could barely breathe.
“Oh, Malfoy
I’m sorry.” Harry said, seeing how shocked and hurt Draco looked.
“No, it’s
OK. I understand. Who’d want to live with me right?” Draco whispered, a tear
rolling over his cheek.
“Malfoy, I
didn’t mean what I said. I was just upset.” Harry said.
“Yes you
did and you have every reason to think like that. I’ll leave you alone. You’ll
live your live. I’m sorry I can’t set you free until my father’s dead. I won’t
take that risk,” Draco said, stepping out of the bed. “I won’t bother you
anymore.”
“Malfoy
stop. Malfoy come back. Draco!” Harry yelled after Draco, but Draco was gone.
Exhausted Harry leaned back into his pillow. Drifting off into sleep before he
even noticed he’d closed his eyes.
~*~
Dark wings they are
descending
See shadows gathering around
One by one they are falling
Every time they try to strike us down
~*~
When he
woke up, he realised he’d fallen asleep. He cursed and sat up, a little too
fast. The dizzyness didn’t stop him and he climbed from the bed. He had to find
Draco.
He walked
into, what looked like Draco’s music room and looked around. Draco was nowhere
to be seen. His eyes fell on a few paintings and his jaw dropped. There on the
paintings, that was him! And they were
good. It was the Harry he used to be when he was still in Hogwarts. There was
one painting where he was chasing the snitch, one where he was sitting outside
in the sun and the last one was in what appeared to be Potion Class.
He wondered
why he’d never been here before, but hurried out of the room as fast as he
could. He had to find Draco. He searched the wardrobe, the bathroom, the small
living room. Draco was nowhere. Harry sighed. He really didn’t feel like
leaving Draco’s private chambers, but he had to find Draco.
He made his
way to Draco’s bedroom and opened the door towards torriorridor. To his
surprise he found Draco sitting next to the door, leaning against the wall. The
blonde didn’t look up when he opened the door, he was staring in front of him.
“Draco?”
Harry asked. “I think we need to talk. There’s something I need to tell you.”
~*~
Dear my love,
haven't you wanted to be with me
And dear my love, haven't you longed to be free
I can't keep pretending that I don't even know you
And at sweet night, you are my own
Take my hand
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where love is more than just your name
I have dreamt of a place for you and I
No one knows who we are there
All I want is to give my life only to you
I've dreamt so long I cannot dream anymore
Let's run away, I'll take you there
We're leaving here tonight
There's no need to tell anyone
They'd only hold us down
So by the morning light
We'll be half way to anywhere
Where noone needs a reason
Forget this life
Come with me
Don't look back you're safe now
Unlock your heart
Drop your guard
No one's left to stop you
~*~
The last song was Anywhere
from Evanescence, isn’t it pretty?
Other songs:
Dark Wings –
Within Temptation
Caged – Within
Temptation
You really should listen to their songs!
I hope I didn’t make too much grammar mistakes. If I did, I’m sorry!
There’ll be two more chapters. I know things are a bit weird between
Draco and Harry right now, but I really don’t think Harry could’ve forgiven
Draco so easily.
Please Review.
Lots of Love, Black Elf(*Cherish)
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