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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
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in location and character in this chapter

THE LINK

Over the
next month Draco trained with Snape on several nasty Asian curses. The pronunciation had to be spot on otherwise
there were unintended backfires that usually blew Draco into a dungeon wall or
caused him to writhe in pain until he or Severus could say, �Finite Incantatum�. Some evenings Harry sat in on the training
sessions which spurred Draco into putting everything that he had into his
trainging. There were times he saw Harry
wandering the halls looking lost but he kept his distance hoping that some time
would get rid of the lost haunted look in the Order leaders eyes. The Order members accepted the growing
distance Harry put between them without complaint.

Draco knew
that this distance would need to be breached sooner rather than later. For one thing it was not healthy and for
another the Order needed a strong leader, someone who did not hide every hurt
so deeply. One evening Draco and Blaise
were sitting in Draco�s room working on their Potions essay when Blaise
abruptly brought up the subject of Harry.

�I hope
Harry�s holding up ok,� Blaise said as he finished off a paragraph of his
essay. �He seems even more depressed
than last week.�

Draco threw
down his quill in disgust, ink drops splattering the margin of his essay. Blaise just would not shut up about Harry�s
aimless wanderings around the school and grounds. Draco glared at his housemate until Blaise
began to squirm.

�If you�re
so concerned Zabini,� Draco gave him a cool look. �Why not confront Harry about his behavior?�

Blaise
paled, �I may be concerned but I�m not stupid Draco. He might get angry. It�s none of my business if he doesn�t want
to say anything. I have my instructions
from the Order.�

�You�re
afraid of Potter,� Draco stated with a curl of lips.

�He doesn�t
like people asking personal questions,� Blaise said defending himself to Draco. �He might go totally silent or not speak to
me or even worse he might decide some form of punishment. He trusts very few of us to give him the space
he needs. Dumbledore and everyone else
push him enough to open up and expect miracles from him. We�re here to support him.�

�I see,�
Draco commented coolly.

He did not
see. Space to think over things was one
thing, space in which to walk about feeling lost and hiding it away was
another. As a Malfoy he understood
holding in anger until it was the appropriate time or occasion to release
it. Anger could make one stronger if one
had control over it. Sadness could only
be used against you. A vulnerable Harry
Potter could be destroyed. That Draco
could not allow. He needed Harry strong
to get his revenge. These were things
that Draco well understood.

He waited
until Blaise had been silent for a while, conveniently putting enough time
between their conversation about Harry to make it foolish to ask questions
before kicking Blaise out of his room.
Blaise might be content with allowing Potter to mope about, but he would
not stand for it. Before confronting
Harry he decided to see if Snape had any insights to offer or if Harry was in
fact talking to the Potions Master about whatever was troubling him. Other than himself he did not know of anyone
within the Order who would not only confront Harry but also be brutally honest
and direct with him. And naturally
because he was nothing but a Slytherin he planned to do whatever he needed to
get things straightened out. Harry might
have been Slytherin himself but there was little that could prepare him for a
Malfoy who wanted answers.

Draco left
his House Common Room not bothering to acknowledge either his fellow housemates
and their surreptitious stares or Pansy Parkinson who seemed to want to
approach him. Few of them would be bold
enough or stupid enough to outright question his activities. In regards to the hierarchy of pureblood
Slytherins they were predictable and Draco counted on that. Of course a visit from Crabbe and Goyle often
permanently halted any questions.

�Professor
Snape?� Draco said when the door to Snape�s office swung open after his
distinctive tap. �May I come in?�

Wordlessly
Snape thrust the door open wider, peering out past Draco into the empty hall
before slamming the door shut. The Head
of Slytherin House dropped gracefully into the leather chair behind his large
wooden desk.

�What might
I do for you this evening Mr. Malfoy?� Severus studied Draco.

�I�ve come
in regards to Potter,� Draco began. �I�m
concerned. We can�t afford for him to be
vulnerable. He needs to talk to someone,
even if it�s not by his choice.�

Severus placed
the tips of his fingers together on top of his desk, �Are you concerned for
your own benefit or for his Mr. Malfoy?�

�Both,�
Draco answered truthfully.

�Check the North
Tower,� Snape said after a moments�
hesitation. �He came to me earlier today
but you might do him some good. Know
this though Mr. Malfoy, if he lets you in on the darkness the surrounds him you
won�t be able to use it against him and you will find yourself in a position
similar to my own.�

Draco gave
a nod of understand and thanks, leaving directly for the North
Tower. Most students avoided the North
Tower because of the continual cold
wind that swept through it.

He found
Harry sitting against a slightly crumbling brick post. He was a pale figure in the eerie soft blue
light from the old lamp above him, the glow making him appear to be none
human. The wind blew his hair wildly
about but to Draco, Harry did not seem to mind the cold. The blond Slytherin could feel the cold bite
at his neck, trying to chill him.

�I�m fine,�
Harry said as Draco sat down beside him.

�There are
times you annoy me,� Draco spat.

�Likewise
Harry snorted. �I�m fine,� He repeated
again.

�You�re
moping around the school,� Draco frowned.
�That is not fine as you put it.
There are those who might attempt to use this vulnerable state against
you.�

�I know,�
Harry said vehemently. �I�ll deal with
it.�

Before
Draco could retort Harry let out an ear splitting scream as he clutched at his
forehead and fell onto the hard cold stone floor. Thinking perhaps that Harry was having a
seizure of some sort as the Order leader rolled around on the floor Draco placed
a full body bind upon him. Harry�s face
was caught mid-scream, one hand over his scar the other clenching his robes. Rather than panicking Draco decided to bring
Harry to Snape.

He took
Harry�s Invisibility Cloak from his pocket and carefully arranged it over the
immobilized form of the Order Leader. He
cast Mobilicorpus on the sill and silent figure and began to make his way
through the castle to Snape�s office.

�There you
are Draco,� Pansy sauntered up to him just when Snape�s door had come into
sight. �I�ve been looking for you.�

Draco
carefully ser Harry�s body down against the wall with the barest of movements
and keeping his faintly bored expression upon his face replied, �Well you�ve
found me. What is it Pansy, I have an
appointment with our Head of House.�

Pansy
looked a bit disappointed, �There�s a matter I wish to discuss with you. Some may think that the Malfoy name doesn�t
hold as much power but I know differently.�

�Who�s been
saying such things?� Draco allowed an interested look to play across his face
even though he felt his gut clenching in worry over the immobilized figure of
Harry Potter that he had with him. �Wait
out here Pansy,� Draco said arrogantly as he again levitated Harry
discreetly. �My business with our Head
of House will not take too long, especially not in light of the matter you wish
to discuss with me.�

Pansy
lowered her eyes a fraction and fell into step beside Draco. Professor Snape opened his door at Draco�s
tap and Draco levitated Harry�s body in before him before Pansy noticed
anything.

�I�ll be
here Draco,� Pansy moved across the hall to wait. �Don�t rush on my account.�

Draco
turned and gave her a slight smile before Snape shut the door. Quickly he turned and tugged the Cloak off
Harry, lowering the frozen body to the floor.

�Tell me
exactly what happened,� Severus said tersely.

Draco
relayed the conversation and what had happened.
He told Severus how he had brought Harry to him as quickly as he could
manage. The Potions Master meanwhile had
grabbed several bottles from his personal stock and arranged them a safe
distance from Harry.

�When I
tell you to take off the body bind,� Severus said backing up a short
distance. �Now!�

When the
full body bind was removed from Harry he continued to scream and then began to
tear at his scar, �Damn him!� He shouted.
�I swear I�ll fucking kill him!�

Severus�
lips quirked, �I have no doubt you will Potter.
Can you sit up?�

�Not done
yet,� Harry spoke through clenched teeth, his back arching up off the ground as
a fresh scream tore through him, his body shaking violently.

Using his
wand the Potions Master opened the door to his private quarters, �You may go
Draco,� Severus quickly lifted the writhing Harry into his arms. �You did the right thing to bring him
here. Return later in two hours.�

The Potions
Master left in a swirl of robes. He
kicked the door shut and Draco heard the lock click. For a moment he stood there, then squaring
his shoulders he left to see about Pansy.

As he knew
she would be Pansy was waiting for him across the hall. She looked up when the door opened, peering
closely at Draco as he came over to her.

�Is my room
safe enough?� Draco asked.

Pansy bit
her bottom lip but nodded. Draco led the
way a step ahead of her. Just to be on
the safe side Draco cast a few more silencing and anti-recording charms in his
room. Pansy seemed more relaxed when
this was done.

�Nott is
the one being free with his mouth,� Draco spoke with certainty.

Pansy
nodded, �He�s the ringleader. Zabini is
now listening to Nott and his other cronies.
I thought that you were tutoring him?�

�I am,� He
confirmed. �Don�t worry about
Zabini. There�s something else Pansy, I
can tell.�

�You�ve
always looked out for me,� Pansy began. �Our
families were close. My parents now wish
to pledge me to marry one of the Dark Lords followers. Over the years I have been an obedient
daughter, no one can say otherwise. At
one time you were the top candidate to whom I would marry. My parents hope to advance themselves with
the Dark Lord through my marriage with no thought to me.�

�What do
you want me to do Pansy?� Draco asked showing her to the chair next to his bed,
which he sat down upon. �I won�t tell
you what I think you should do but I can present you with other options if that�s
what you�re looking for.�

�What
options?� Pansy twisted the silver bracelet he had given her for her birthday
two years back.

�You could
join a group I know,� He offered.

�Are you
talking about Dumbledore?� Pansy was suspicious.

�At least
give me some credit Pansy,� Draco said. �The
Headmaster is powerful, yes, but he isn�t your best option and he doesn�t
understand Slytherins. Even if you chose
to only go against your parents I will do all in my power to protect you Pansy,
including giving you the Malfoy name or providing you with a suitable dowry if
there is someone you have your eye set upon.�

For a while
Pansy sat there stunned and speechless.
Draco did not want to pressure her into choosing. As with Crabbe and Goyle, he had grown up
with Pansy. He knew her well enough to
know when she was lying or holding something back, just as she knew him.

�Thank you
Draco, for giving me a way out,� Pansy whispered the words.

�Come to me
if you have any problems or need anything,� Draco reminded her firmly. �Some of those in our House have big mouths, don�t
be too proud to come to me to have them shut up. This involves the Malfoy name now Pansy.

She nodded
seriously, �I will Draco. You�ve done so
much for me already. I want you to know
that you can count on my discretion and support for you personally.�

�Thank you
Pansy,� Draco inclined his head, it was only from long years of knowing her
that made him put his hand out to stop her from leaving. �Pansy?
What is it?�

�I was only
thinking of something Millicent said earlier today in the Common Room,� The
fair haired witch stopped before Draco. �About
Slytherin House and purebloods.�

�And what
was it out dear piggish Boulstrude said about Slytherin?� Draco�s tone was
deceptively light.

�Only that
those of us who did not plan on serving have no future,� Pansy said. �And outside of this school she�s right.�

Draco
pulled Pansy down to sit beside him on his bed.
Consequence be damned, he knew what he needed to do and he was going to
make sure that when Pansy left she would be secure.

�As you
know Pansy most pureblood marriages are not arranged with thoughts to love but
thought of the best arrangement for the families involved and because of blood,�
Draco began. �As you have already said
there was a chance that our families were considering making such an arrangement
between the two of us. I know that once
you make your intentions clear to your family you will likely be disinherited
and the only thing you will have to offer is your ancestry. You already know I am not nor ever will be a
supporter of the Dark Lord. We have a
friendship to build off of and all the Malfoy assets to ensure that we live the
same lifestyle we are accustomed to.
Pansy Parkinson will you agree to become my life partner and wife?�

Pansy began
to weep softly, �Yes Draco Malfoy I will.
I promise to be faithful and a good mother to our heirs. Draco, thank you for saving me, protecting me
and giving me a future.�

Draco
calmly pulled out a pocket handkerchief and gently wiped away his fianc�e�s
tears. He stood and crossed the room to
his personal trunk which he quickly opened and drew out a small box from
within.

�This will
have to do until I can have a better engagement ring made for you,� He opened
the box to show her a two carat diamond surrounded by smaller emeralds on a
platinum band. �It was my mother�s
engagement ring and my grandmother�s before her.�

�Draco it�s
perfect, I don�t need or want another,� Pansy exclaimed at Draco slid the ring,
which magically resized itself onto her finger.

�I�m glad
you are pleased with it,� He told her with a smile. �I�ll have Severus make the customary announcement
tomorrow morning at breakfast.�

Pansy
nodded, �Draco, I will join your group. I want to support you fully and you
said Dumbledore wasn�t involved so I�ll try it out.�

�Very well,�
Draco said. �I�ll get things set in
motion to have you join us. You�re not
alone Pansy.�

She gave
him a smile and again moved to the door.
He watched her go pleased with their agreement. Draco may not have felt a passionate love for
her but he was fond of her and he trusted Pansy. She would make a good wife and partner.

-----*----- (directly
after Draco has left the Potions Masters office)

Severus set
Harry down on the second bed and then went to fetch the �Potter Kit� as he
thought of it. He did not flinch as
Harry began screaming again. The throat
soothing potion and blood restorative were close at hand. Harry continued screaming. Mostly Harry screamed swear words at Lord
Voldemort or simply the word no.

Gently the
Head of Slytherin House wiped away the blood that gathered on Harry�s forehead
from his scar. The blood never gushed
from the scar, it was more of a continuous flow. It required continual dabbing which meant
that Severus had to remain close by, he only hoped that he had enough blood
restorative at hand. Harry continued
thrashing and screaming. An hour later
it was finally over.

Setting
aside yet another bloody rag Severus grabbed up the throat soothing Potion and
forced it down Harry�s scream abused throat.
The blood restorative quickly followed.

�Thanks,�
Harry sighed as Severus gently lowered him back onto the pillows.

�How many
were there this time?� Severus asked but not unkindly.

�Twenty
Muggles,� Harry croaked. �And Arabella
Figg. Voldemort had been saying for
weeks that he had a special someone from my pre-Hogwarts days.�

�I remember
her,� The Potions Master patted Harry�s forehead dry. �She was a bit strange but a nice woman. It was not your fault that the Dark Lord
killed those people Harry, next time tell me when something like this happens. Draco should be returning shortly. Do you want a sleeping draught?�

�No,� Harry
grasper Severus� forearm and used it to pull himself into a sitting
position. �I want to be there when he
returns.�

Severus
looked as though he might object but one look at Harry and he clamping his lips
firmly together. He fetched a vial of
energizing draught instead and brought it back to Harry.

�Here,� He
thrust the vial in front of Harry�s face.

�This isn�t
a sleeping draught is it?� Harry swallowed it with suspicion. �You�d love to drug me wouldn�t you, you
greasy bastard?�

Severus
snorted, �Only you could mistake an energizing draught for a sleeping potion
Potter, you�re helpless. And I�d only
drug you if I didn�t have to be anywhere near you when you next woke, in case
you hadn�t noticed these are my rooms which you�re currently residing in these
days.�

Feeling
renewed energy Harry got slowly to his feet, �I trust you even if you are a
bastard Sev.�

Severus�
lips quirked into a brief smile, �Let us wait on Mr. Malfoy in the other room.�

Needing
only minimal support from the Potions Master, Harry made his way into the main
room of Snape�s living quarters. Severus
brought both of them a simple supper consisting of soup and fruit. The Potions Master marked papers while Harry
nibbled slowly at his fruit and stared into the fire trying to not think of
Mrs. Figg and her cats.

A politely
firm knock halted Severus� quill and brought Harry�s forced thoughts back to
the harsh cold reality of what he had just witnessed. Severus rose and checked to see who was
outside the door before admitting Draco into his quarters. Harry gestured to the couch for Draco to sit
in.

�You look
better,� Draco offered to Harry as he sat.

�As you
know Mr. Malfoy, Harry shares a link with the Dark Lord through his scar,�
Severus launched into the long explanation of what had actually happened to
Harry.

�Next time
say something rather than walking around full of angst,� Draco said.

�There won�t
be a next time,� Harry promised.

Severus
held up a hand to forestall any comments from Draco. Badgering Harry about what he should or
should not have done over this issue was a waste of breath. There were circles showing under Harry�s eyes
and he was very pale.

�There�s a
new development I need to share with both of you,� Draco paused. �The long and short of it is Pansy wished not
to marry a Death Eater or become one herself so I offered her the Malfoy name
and she accepted. Severus, an announcement
will need to be made tomorrow at breakfast.
She also wishes to join the Order.�

�I�ll make
the announcement regarding your engagement,� Severus replied. �Congratulations Draco.�

�Severus,
Draco,� Harry said. �I�ll leave it up to
you to bring Pansy to the third floor room tomorrow at eight before the Order
meeting. I�ll need to speak with her to
make certain she knows what she�s getting into and to see if she truly wishes
to join. I�ll speak with her alone.�

Severus
nodded in understanding.

�Tomorrow I�ll
bring her there,� Draco assured them both.

�Now if
there are no more surprises I�m off to bed,� Severus moved to his bedroom. �I have an early morning staff meeting before
breakfast tomorrow.�

Several
moments after Severus had left them Harry and Draco avoided looking at one
another.

�I know I
look like hell,� Harry cracked a brief smile.
�Some rest will cure that and tomorrow I�ll be better. Next time I�ll try not to be so secretive but
that�s as much as I can promise.�

�If I were
you that�s all I would promise,� Draco admitted. �Look Potter,� He sighed. �I�ll see you tomorrow. You don�t have to convince Pansy to join you.�

�I know, I
just have to make sure she�ll be a good fit for us and we a good fit for her,�
Harry said.

�Good night
Potter,� Draco stood and slipped out of the room.

Harry moved
quietly into the bedroom. He pulled on a
clean nightshirt and a pair of sweats.
Instead of crawling into his own bed he crawled in beside Severus.

�G�night
Sev,� Harry mumbled slipping an arm across Severus� chest.

Severus
used his hand to brush back some of the black hair plastered to the young man�s
forehead, �Good night obnoxious brat.�
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