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Of Dragons and Jewels	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 19289 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Jewel! Hang in there!” Harry unconsciously repeated Crystal's earlier words as he finished laying the girl down on the dirty ground in the alley.
“What happened?” Draco paled at the sight of Jewel bleeding out, and any jealousy he may have felt evaporated as he realized that Jewel was fighting for her life.
“We need to get him out of here.” Frantically he searched in vain for any sign of Jewel's assailant. “We need to get him back to Grimmauld Place.”
“How? He's a muggle- apparating him is illegal!”
“It's our only option; do you want him to die?” Draco bit his lip as he shook his head, unwilling to be responsible for yet another death. Dumbledore's was enough of a burden all on it's own.
Reluctantly, he helped lift Jewel's unconscious body upright and into Harry's arms. Then he draped his own arm over Jewel's shoulder, and together they apparated him back to the ancestral Black family house.
While Harry carried her upstairs to a spare bedroom, Draco ran downstairs to get some hot water and the first aid kit from the kitchen. He found Harry cutting the ruined dress off of Jewel as he entered the room, and gazed in amazement at Jewel's emaciated body.
Knowing that his own had looked similar only a year earlier, he turned away, and handed Harry the kit.
Unable to stay still, he then dunked a clean cloth in the water to wipe blood from Jewel's body.
After setting aside the kit, Harry removed the make-shift bandage, wincing at the red lines the tape left on Jewel's pale skin, and grabbed his wand. Waving it over the gash, he chanted a healing spell similar to the one Snape had used to heal Draco from the Sectumsempra curse. To his relief, the spell worked and the gash closed up leaving only a pale pink line to show it had even been there at all. It had been his first time casting the spell and he hadn't been sure it would work.
“He should be okay now.” Wiping sweat from his brow, he leaned back into the comforting hand Draco placed on his shoulder.
“Who is he?”
Swallowing hard, Harry filled Draco in on what little he knew of the youth called Jewel on the streets. Draco was frowning when he finished, and he blushed, shameful that he had lain with a whore, though he hadn't yet told Draco that part.
“He seems so familiar to me... I wish I could figure out why...” Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he realized that Draco wasn't jealous.
“You too?”
“Who is he really? Where does he come from, and who are his parents? Jewel is only a pseudonym, so that doesn't help us much.” Leaving Draco to puzzle it out, Harry grabbed his wand again and tapped the ring still binding Jewel's manhood, whispering a simple unlocking charm. It worked, and the hateful thing fell to the bed silently. Moments later it was tucked away in a drawer and he was covering Jewel with the blanket.
As they were turning to leave again, Jewel stirred. Grabbing something from the kit, Harry returned to the bed. “Here, drink this.”
To groggy to argue, Jewel downed the blood replenishing potion without tasting it. “What was that?”
“Just something to help you feel better.”
Blinking, she glanced around the room. “Where am I?”
“Your in a spare bedroom of my house, and you're safe. Sleep some more then we can talk.” Jewel nodded, looking unconvinced. “Trust me, you're safe. We won't let anything bad happen to you, Jewel.”
Then they left, closing the door softly behind them.
It wasn't until they were back in the kitchen that Draco broke the silence. “Does he look at all familiar to you?”
Harry began to shake his head, then stopped, frowning. “Vaguely. But I can't think of where I recognize him from.”
Slamming his fist down on the counter in frustration, Draco continued. “Dammit I know him, but I can't think of why or how and it's driving me crazy. But I definitely know that boy, I know I do. And yet, he isn't the type I would have hung out with, and he's a muggle to boot...”
“Is he? We haven't gotten any warnings from the Ministry about apparating him, and they would know, wouldn't they?”
That made Draco pause. “You're right, they would. Then does that mean that he's a wizard? But that street was mainly for muggles... though the toy store we visited was a wizarding shop.” They both remembered the contents of the bag that had been left sitting beside the front door and blushed.
Draco shook his head. “Not until we figure out who Jewel is, and what to do with him.”
Agreeing, Harry rummaged through the icebox, digging out some frozen chicken soup to thaw for Jewel. “Oh, you never did pick out which room you wanted.”
“Actually, I have, I just never got the chance to tell you. I picked the one on the second floor at the base of the stairs leading up.”
Harry nodded. It was far enough away to provide privacy, yet close enough to feel like they were still living together as a couple. That thought gave him pause.
“You never did answer my question; do you want to be my boyfriend?” Harry glanced over at Draco almost shyly as he spoke.
“Yes, I do. Does that mean I am?” Draco replied softly, looking at his hands instead of at Harry.
“Yeah. I mean, I want you to be my boyfriend as well.” He moved closer and softly kissed Draco's lips. They were just debating deepening the kiss when a soft sound from the doorway startled them.
“You should still be in bed!” Harry scolded Jewel halfheartedly.
“I know but I... I can't be alone right now...” Her amber eyes glowed as though she was about to cry, but her cheeks were dry. Tying the sash of the bathrobe she had found in the wardrobe tighter, she took a hesitant step closer to the boy who had saved her life.
“What's your name? Your birth name, not what they call you on the streets.”
“It's...” She bit the inside of her cheek as though debating whether or not to trust Draco, then nodded to herself. “It's Jared. Jared Whitley.”
Draco paled as though he had just seen a ghost and mouthed the words. “And your father? What was his name?”
Frowning, Jewel shook his head. “I... I don't remember... Luci. My mom always referred to him as Luci. I've never met him, though.”
“But I thought you said your father was the reason you were on the streets...?” Harry asked, confused.
“Oh, him. He's just the man my mom married when I was two. I guess it would be more accurate to call him my step-father. I assumed, though, that you were asking about the man who got my mom pregnant with me?”
Draco nodded. “Luci... as is Lucius?”
“Maybe, if I ever heard his full name I was too young to recall. Mom always said she'd tell me all about him- and even help me find him, if I wanted to- when I turned eighteen, but then she died when I was twelve. I know almost nothing about him, aside from that nickname, Luci, and the fact that he was rich enough to be paying her to keep quiet about me, and likely married to another woman.” Frowning once more, she studied Draco intently. “Why all the questions?”
“Because... Does the name Malfoy mean anything to you?”
“Malfoy? No... wait yes... yes I remember my mom screaming the name once at someone. A tall blond man... Was he my father? She'd said something about how he cared for his own pure Malfoy son more than me... or something like that... Draco... the other boys name was Draco...”
“I... Oh my God!” Suddenly Draco's arms were around Jewel's shoulders. “You have no idea how long I've wanted to meet you, brother!”
“Brother? Wait, are you... Draco Malfoy?”
“Yes I am.”
Then Jewel was hugging Draco back, and they were both crying. “I can't believe it... I have a brother...”
“No wonder you looked so familiar to me... you look like our Father... Like me...” Laughing now, they broke apart, wiping at damp cheeks.
“You should take Jewel back upstairs. Stay with him, so he won't be alone. I think you to have some catching up to do.” Harry smiled gently as he spoke, but inside he was anything but calm. His stomach was a mess of butterflies, and as soon as he was alone he ran to the sink and heaved up his lunch.
Jewel was Draco's brother! That was something he had not expected.
They were brothers... and he had fucked the wrong one!
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