Dragon He Saved | By : Prentice Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 15781 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Title: Dragon He saved
Author: Prentice
Rating: NC17; FRAO (Fan Rated Adults Only)
Warnings: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Violence, Foul Language, Sexual Content
Pairing: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy
Spoilers: Books 1 thru 4
Category: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Drama
Series: Yes. DHS.
Archive: Ask first, please.
Feedback: Is always cherished and appreciated.
Disclaimer: The names of all characters contained here-in, are the
property of J.K. Rowling, the WB, Bloomburg books and etc. No infringements of
these copyrights are intended, and are being used here without permission. No
profit was made and no harm was done.
Author’s Note: Remember, suspend your beliefs! Hey guys, I'm sorry
if there are any typos and such. I'll try to go back through the chapters and
correct anything that needs it.
Summary:
Harry has
one chance to save the only thing he ever wanted
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Chapter 7
If Harry didn't know better he would have said that right at that moment he
got his first gray hair. Hell, his first set of gray hairs, more like. Which
seemed rather ridiculous if one was to think about it since he had faced more
dangerous and deadly things but...It wasn't facing the Dursley's that had his
heart beating so fast. It was Draco.
Never in all his life had he heard someone scream in such utter fright; in
anger, yes, in confusion, yes, even in pain but never before had heard such
utter terror and anguish in one sound. Especially from the likes of one Draco
Malfoy. That alone was enough to make a small part of him die.
Whatever it was that scared Draco so thoroughly must be...must have been...
Harry shuddered. God, he didn't want to think about it...
"THAT BOY! I'LL BLOODY WELL KILL HIM!"
A string of indistinguishable and very un-Gryffindor curses flowed out of
Harry's mouth as he put his quidditch toughened legs into use and sprinted into
his room. Once inside, he wasted no time as he turned and slammed the door shut
even as he heard his Uncle and Aunt's door slam open.
Another curse dripped from Harry's tongue as he fumbled with the locks on his
door. Though the majority of the locks were on the outside, Harry had taken it
upon himself to, over the summer, install three on the inside. Just in case. He
never knew what might happen nowadays and even though the locks were a mere
nothing to another wizard, they would allow him the space of a few seconds to
escape if needed.
"BOY!" Vernon's voice boomed from the few feet away from Harry's door. Harry
bit his lip hard as he slid the last lock into place. If only Dumbledore and the
Ministry would allow him a little leeway so he could enforce the locks with a
touch of magic. Then he would know that Vernon would never be able to enter his
room without his consent. Now all he could do was hope that the locks held.
Taking a step back, Harry grabbed the one rickety chair in the room and
tilted it so it was braced just under the doorknob. If his Uncle did break the
locks then at least Harry might have a chance to figure out something while he
struggled with that chair.
As if on some cue, the door began to shake as Vernon pounded his oversized
fist against it's frame.
"OPEN THIS DOOR!"
Harry winced and took another involuntary step back. He was use to his Uncle
yelling but it never failed to make him uneasy. After all, the man sounded like
a strangled pig when he did it.
//Maybe I should use my wand. I'm sure the Ministry would let it go after
they found out the circumstances...//
But before he could turn and search for said wand, Draco screamed again.
Reminding him why his Uncle was angry in the first place.
"Draco...Malfoy...shit! Be quiet. Please be quiet." Harry pleaded as he
abandoned his spot where he was standing to go to the boy's side. "Please,
Draco...just..."
But Draco didn't seem inclined to listen as another scream ripped out his
lungs as he writhed on the bed. His body was jerking back and forth over the
thin frame making it squeak in protest. //Shit.//
The door creaked in protest as Vernon lay in on another round of beating the
poor woodwork. "STOP IT BOY! STOP THAT SCREAMING!"
Harry bit his lip once again, soon tasting blood. What the hell was he
supposed to do? On one side of the door he had his Uncle foaming at the mouth
and on the other he had Draco having some sort of fit that reminded him vaguely
of what happened to drug addicts when they were going through withdraw. Or so he
had read.
//Damnit Draco...you had better have a good explanation for this.// He
thought as he sat down on the bed to try to grip onto Draco's jerking arms. It
was a tough task. Every time he had a somewhat firm hold the boy would jerk away
as another set of spasms racked his frames. Yet again all Harry could say was...
"Oh my god."
The spasms through Draco's body only intensified with each slam of his
Uncle's fist causing Harry to wonder if the man somehow had something to do with
this. But that thought quickly fled as Harry's own scream joined in with the
boy's as his scar flared...
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