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DMHP
Draco padded forward
softly, his feet barely making a sound on the ground, and brushed up
against Harry’s hand that was slung over the arm of a couch.
Harry, who was still engrossed in the journal he started reading
before they had dinner, absentmindedly petted him and Draco snorted
to himself, deciding that it wasn’t enough. So he nipped at
Harry’s fingers and that finally got him the reaction he wanted.
“Bloody hell!”
Harry was on the other end of the couch, staring at Draco with wide
eyes, in an instant. Draco would have laughed if he could but settled for going
over to where Harry was and sitting down, heavily, on his lap,
getting a soft “Oof!” out of the raven haired boy. “Please
tell me that’s you, Draco…”
Draco butted his head
up against Harry’s chin and began to purr and Harry laughed,
scratching him behind the ears. When Draco began to lick his face,
Harry protested, trying to push the blond away but failing since
Draco currently outweighed the wizard. The blond did stop and looked
over towards the entrance though, and quickly hid behind a couch
moments before Snape walked in, scowling slight at Harry, who was on
the floor with his glasses nearly falling off.
“Where’s Malfoy?”
“He went up to the
room to find something. Did you need him?”
“The Headmaster wants
to speak to the both of you. You know the way.” And with a swirl
of black robes, Snape disappeared from the room, leaving Harry to
stare at the entrance and for Draco to stand from his hiding spot,
tugging his shirt as if to fix it and running his fingers through his
hair.
Harry looked back to
him and grinned. “That was brilliant! Where did you learn that
you could do that?”
“The journal that I
got from the room,” Draco answered, holding up a slightly worn
leather bound book and he opened it to the first page before handing
it to Harry.
“‘We tried our
animagus forms for the first time today and Draco’s form is
beautiful! He still has the same silver eyes, but I couldn’t see
any other distinctive markings on him. The form of a snow leopard
fits him marvelously.’” Harry paused and looked up at him.
“It does suit you rather well,” he muttered, blushing slightly.
Draco could only grin
as he leaned forward and kissed the other teen softly. Harry
returned the kiss but Draco soon pulled away, not wanting to get
carried away when the Headmaster was still expecting for them to show
up. He took the journal away and placed down on the table in front
of the couch, knowing that it would still be there when they got
back, and began to pull Harry to the entrance.
“So, what’s your
form?” he asked as the door closed behind them.
Harry thought for a
moment and his eyes lit up when he found the correct memory, but then
he merely grinned at Draco. “Not telling.” He then took off
down the hall, laughing, as Draco chased him.
HPDM
Draco’s tiny metal
dragon was hanging on his necklace when they got up to Dumbledore’s
office and he had it out, rubbing a thumb over the cool, inert metal
as he and Harry sat down in front of the desk. He glanced over to
Harry and could see the tiny dragon hanging on his ear, also inert,
and that sight helped Draco to calm his mind, knowing that Harry
wasn’t nervous or agitated. Draco was prepared for anything.
“Who’s after my
life now?” Harry asked and Draco’s hand tightened around the
dragon in surprise. He wasn’t prepared for that!
Dumbledore looked at
him gravely, serious in light of Harry’s question. “I see that
you’ve thought this out.”
Harry shrugged and
looked away slightly. “Voldemort wasn’t the only dark wizard,
just the most dangerous one that hit close to home. With him out of
the way due to me, someone was likely to come after me again just so
that they can say that they offed the person who killed Voldemort.”
The older man nodded.
“I’ve gotten back reports from various Order members and Aurors that have
reported that most of the Death Eaters have been captured, but there
is enough missing to alarm them. Among them was Bellatrix.”
Harry snarled and Draco
instinctively put a hand on Harry’s arm, half surprised when he
could feel the magic literally drain off of Harry and into him before
being dispersed harmlessly. Harry seemed to calm and Draco took his
hand away, only to be caught by Harry’s hand. If the contact
comforted him, Draco wasn’t going to fight it.
“That’s another
reason why I called both of you here,” Dumbledore said, looking
pointedly at their linked hands.
“I’m not staying
away from Draco just because some psycho wants me dead!”
“I’m not suggesting
that. I wanted Mr Malfoy to be informed of the situation so that he
could prepare for it instead of you trying to hide it in an attempt
to keep him safe.”
Harry flinched slightly
and Draco squeezed his hand gently before giving the Headmaster his
full attention. “Have my parents been informed?”
“They have not but I
have warned Professor Snape since he would most likely be another
target. I was planning on telling your parents in the morning so
that they wouldn’t have to worry about it before they went to
sleep.”
Draco scowled. “So
you see fit to let us worry but not my mother and father?” His
mouth snapped shut and he felt his face flush in shame. “Sorry,
sir.”
“I’d rather be told
as soon as possible rather than waiting longer for an attack to come
unseen, Draco.” He looked at Dumbledore once again and asked, “Do
you need me anymore sir?”
“I would like to talk
to Mr Malfoy a bit more, but you’re free to go.”
“Thank you sir.”
He stood up to leave, pausing only to give Draco’s hand a soft kiss
and saying, “You know how to find me.”
Draco nodded and
watched his boyfriend leave, the dragon in one hand moving in slight
agitation.
DMHP
Draco stalked
through the halls, his tiny metal dragon hissing in his hair, tiny
claws digging into his skin with agitation. He didn’t know what
was going on, but the higher Draco got in the castle, the more
agitated the dragon became. Soon, he stopped outside one of the
astronomy classrooms and he could hear sobs broken by words and
hisses. He eased the door open and watched with a bit of surprise as
Harry’s shoulders shook with tears, speaking out loud to no one and
falling into Parseltongue once in a while.
He took a few steps
into the room and closed the door silently behind him. When he got
near the boy, he spoke softly. “Harry?”
The Gryffindor
whirled around in surprise, wand in hand, green eyes blurred and
slightly out of focus. Harry’s glasses were on the window sill and
he didn’t bother to put them back on. Harry wiped away the tears
and asked in a rough voice, “What do you want?”
“Nothing… I…
Harry, what’s wrong?”
For a moment, he
looked angry at being asked, but then his shoulders slumped and his
free hand reached up, touching something silver in his hair. “I
lost my godfather a few days ago,” he murmured. “He was the only
family I h-had… left…”
Draco could tell
that the younger boy was holding back the tears, and he personally
knew how painful that would become. Hesitantly, he gathered Harry in
his arms and pulled him down so that they both sat on the floor. The
tears began to fall silently, but after a minute or two, Harry was
clutching the front of Draco’s robes, sobs shaking his entire body.
Draco held the boy tightly, rocking back and forth and hummed what
lullabies he remembered hearing from his mother while one hand gently
stroked Harry’s raven locks away from his face.
After a while, Harry
calmed down, but didn’t pull away from Draco. Draco didn’t mind
this. It actually felt nice to watch over someone, to offer them
comfort when they need it the most. One trembling hand clutched a
bit of Draco’s shirt and the Slytherin listened carefully as Harry
began to speak.
“I didn’t know
it could hurt like this… I never cried over my parents, but I
cried for a man I knew for only two years.”
“That’s because
you grew close to him in those two years,” Draco said in what he
hoped was a soothing tone. “Like you said, he was the only family
you had left and you grew close to him. He replaced what you didn’t
have, and it was too short of a time to spend with him. I know that
I can never replace a person that is important to you, but I will be
there if you want someone to talk to.”
Draco tightened his
hold on the younger boy slightly and Harry nodded, feeling comforted
by the arms around him. “Thank you, Draco.”
HPDM
Draco stood silently by
the door to an astronomy classroom, watching Harry who sat near the
window, staring out at the moonlit grounds with his wand twirling in
one hand. Draco didn’t need to get the Marauder’s Map to find
Harry, and his metal dragon only confirmed that he was heading in the
right direction. Harry tended to come to this classroom when he
wanted to think or be by himself and while he never told Draco go
away, Draco respected Harry’s privacy and gave him some time to be
alone.
“Draco?”
The question was soft
and nearly lost in the large room, but Draco could easily hear the
emotions in it, ranging from worry to fear. Draco walked for and
slowly wrapped his arms around Harry’s shoulders, pulling the lithe
body close to him. “I’m here for you, love.”
He couldn’t see the
smile that Harry gave him, but he could hear it. “Thank you.”
DMHP
AN: There is no excuse
for me for disappearing from the HP Fandom for five months and I am
truly sorry that I did. I know, that for some odd reason, there are
people out there waiting for me to post another chapter, and four
pages won’t cut it, but I rather post these four pages than going
even longer with a forced story that won’t feel right to me. Thank
you, everyone, for sticking with this.
I kinda know where I
want to go with this, but I tend to have trouble going from A to C
and figuring out B.
And for those of you
who demand to know who is top, I accept both ways on this pairing, so
it’ll probably go both ways in the story. If I do get a lemon out,
I will warn which way it is so that you don’t have to read that
part if you don’t want to. And this will be uploaded on TSS as soon as I can figure out how...
Again, thank you,
everyone.
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