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Where’s My Dragon?	By : ZooArmy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 49553 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello, Hallo, konnichi-wa,
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I know
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Where’s My Dragon? |
Part Five | Snape’s Office - Severus, that’s not
funny

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“Lunch-Time. Lunch-Time.
Lunch-Time! Come on Draco, give me at least one single
smile. Since Arithmancy, you’re not talking, not
reacting. All the while you look like you become sick every second and then like
you would murder everyone in your reach just with your eyes.”

All of the
Slytherin 7^th years entered the Great Hall at once and went to their
table. Draco, actually always in lead of the whole group, stayed a small step
behind Blaise and Pansy and followed them
reluctantly, deep in thought. They took their seats at the table, Draco didn’t
notice where exactly, as long it was at the right table.

“DRACO!”

The blonde
snapped out of his deep, nerve-racking thoughts and looked incredulously at
Pansy Parkinson, who sat at his left side.

“What the…Panse? Why
did you scream in my ear?”

“Because…” the girl crossed her arms in front
of her breasts and sat bold upright to look more intimidating. “...you are an
arsehole. I’m concerned about you. Ask you, what’s wrong. And you don’t even
care to answer me.”

“No need to scream at me.” Draco said in a
sulky tone.

“Oh it was of necessity or you wouldn’t even
have recognized that we are at lunch. It’s almost over and you haven’t even
eaten one single bite. Look at your plate, you didn’t even fill it. – Draco…”
she sighed and her voice got softer “…we are, I mean Blaise
and I, we are concerned about you.”

The
Slytherin Prince glimpsed once, twice. Hell must have frozen over. First his
mind was occupied all day with Potter and now Pansy, the girl that would do
everything for him, screamed at him and ranted and raved at him. It was all
Potter’s fault. Even, Pansy screaming at him. If he
hadn’t felt slight pangs of conscience for the harsh words towards Potter this
morning, he wouldn’t have to think all the time and Pansy wouldn’t have yelled
at him. Why did he feel so bad because of this morning?

“Draco?!” he looked at her with questioning
eyes. “There! You did it again! You zone out, instead of answering me.”

The blonde
sighed. He knew she was right, but he couldn’t do anything about it. And he
knew too, that both would help, if he told them, but maybe they would help too
much, if that was possible.

“Pansy, you don’t need to worry. I’m fine. I
have something to think about, but I can’t tell you, not now.”

“But…”

The doors
of the Great Hall swung open violently and every student and teacher looked up.

Hermione
Granger stormed into the Hall towards the Slytherin table and stopped in front
of Draco Malfoy. He could see the wrath boiling in her eyes, but also the pain
which was probably the reason for the tears, streaming down her face.

“You!” she pointed at Malfoy with her index
finger and her eyes turned into little slits. “You fucking damn piece of Malfoy
scum. It’s your entire fault. YOUR ENTIRE FAULT!”

Before
Malfoy could react to her outbreak, she punched him right in the face, like in
third year. He fell backwards from the bench and clutched his bleeding nose.
The Gryffindor looked down at him in disgust.

“Be happy Ron isn’t here, he would have done
much worse.”

Hermione
turned around and stormed out of the hall in the same pace she had entered. The
whole hall had fallen silent and even the Slytherins had watched in shock, but
now where she was gone everyone started to whisper about it. Blaise and Pansy jumped up and helped Draco to sit up. He
was still clutching his bleeding nose when he sat down on the bench and Snape
showed up.

His face
was, like most of the time, emotionless. He raised his wand to Draco’s now
swollen nose and healed it instantly. The blonde thanked him while touching his
nose gently and stared at his lap. He knew what would follow now.

“Mr Malfoy, would you follow me? I need to talk
to you for a moment.”

“Yes, sir.”

Draco stood
up and looked at Pansy and Blaise quickly, who were
still looking shocked.

They took a
door behind the staff table, instead of the Great oak door, and landed right in
the dungeons, in front of the Potions classroom. Snape opened the door and
walked to the other side of the room into his office.

Draco
closed the door of the office. He had no idea how his godfather would react,
therefore he tried to run damage limitation.

“Severus, I don’t…”

The potions
master turned around to look at his godson.

“Don’t ‘Severus’ me now, Draco. I know that Mrs
Granger is sometimes a little annoying know-it-all, but she knows how to behave
and to control herself. This outbreak was more than unusual for her. So, no
matter what you’ve done, it must have been fatal. What have you done, Draco?”

Even his
loved godfather had turned against him. He felt hurt, but tried to remain a
calm voice.

“Nothing, professor.”

“Draco, have you talked to her today or can you
imagine what she’s accusing you for?”

“I haven’t talked to Granger for days and I
have no idea…”

He fell silent.
The events of the morning came back into his mind and all of the sudden he felt
terribly sick. He looked up at Snape.

“Is everything alright with Potter?”

The tiny
twitch at the corner of Snape’s mouth told him no.

“Why do you ask, Draco?”

“Severus, IS everything alright with POTTER?”

The
Professor shook his head and Draco’s stomach cramped painfully.

“He attempted suicide this morning. Mrs Granger
and Mr Weasley found him in the Prefects bathroom after first class. – Draco,
why did you ask? Do you know some-“

“How?” the blonde interrupted in a quiet tone.

“Draco, you shouldn’t…”

“HOW?” he screamed. His whole body shook and he
slumped down on the couch next to him, his head buried in his hands.

“He slit his wrists.”

Snape could
hear the gasp coming from his godson and walked closer. He sat down next to
Draco and put a comforting hand on his back. Not many people knew that he was
indeed a caring person, just that there weren’t many people at the receiving
end.

“She is right.” Draco’s whisper was barely audible.

“What did you say?”

“She is right! It’s my entire fault.”

HD|DH

“Well, and this morning I told him that I never
have loved him and will never love him.”

Draco had
told his godfather everything and now he felt humiliated, embarrassed and also
detestable, for this morning. Snape had listened to everything without
interrupting him and Draco knew that it was a bad sign. He looked up at his
godfather and knew he was right. The professor stood up and walked around the
room. Just through Severus’ behaviour Draco could tell that he really had
messed up and his voice proved him right. It was a cold tone and slightly
accusing.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

“I thought it would…”

“No, Draco, you didn’t think at all. You can
imagine what would have happened, if Mr Weasley and Mrs Granger hadn’t found
Potter, can you?”

Snape
walked around his desk and sat down on his chair. He massaged his temples
slowly and Draco watched him nervously, chewing on his lower lip.

“Draco, you are not stupid, actually quite the contrary.
Why didn’t you inform me when you noticed the strange behaviour of the boy?”

“Because… Because... I don’t know.”

He couldn’t
tell his godfather that he couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss and that he
had imagined Potter halfway naked. That would have been too embarrassing, also
he trusted Severus completely.

“You said it began in detention after his ten
days in the hospital wing?”

Draco just
nodded. Snape stood up again and walked around the desk to pace in front of it.

“I think I know what’s wrong with the Potter
boy and sad as it sounds, you are really the reason for his endeavour to kill
himself.”

The blonde
looked up with huge eyes. He had said it himself, but to hear Severus’
affirmation shocked him and it hurt a lot.

“Draco, Potter isn’t making fun of you. He’s
really madly in love with you and can’t control his feelings. I think when you
had your ‘little’ fight in my class and the cauldron crashed down on him, the
potion must have seeped through the wound into his bloodstreams.”

“But… but I thought the Accendo
Sponte, in a lighter dose and blood of oneself,
creates an aphrodisiac? And why is he in love with me and not someone else?”

Snape
leaned against his desk and looked now at his godson. Why did that boy prove
now that he had the brains, but not earlier?

“Actually you’re right and I’ve to say that
I’ve never seen this effect before…” he brought his left hand up to his chin
and rubbed it slowly between thumb, index- and middle finger. “…But I think it
coheres with the large amount of potion that got into his body and the fact
that it got right into his blood circulation. But I need to examine him closely
to specify my thesis.”

Draco
looked at him with a raised eyebrow and worried his lower lip still.

“Why me?”

“I don’t know. I just can make surmises.”

“And they would be?”

“Either you were the last one he saw before he
blacked out and the potion began to work. Or he had a little thing for you
before, which multiplied through the potion.”

Malfoy’s
mouth stood open and he stared at his godfather overtly.

“A thing? For me?
Potter was in love with me? Before?”

“Not necessarily in love. Maybe he felt a
slight affection, if this theory is right indeed.”

Snape began
again to pace in front of his desk. Draco remained silent; he knew Severus
needed the equation of his moving body to his working mind. After several
minutes he took his seat behind the desk again and looked at Draco with serious
eyes.

“You know that we need your help, that he won’t
try it again, do you?”

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