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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-8
Torture
"Harry. Are you awake?" Harry yawned and opened his eyes sleepily "Now I am." Draco wanted to smile at Harry's pout. In some matters, Harry will never change. He was not a morning person and hated to be woken up early. Draco opened the curtains and asked "Will you come to the dining room for breakfast or should I bring it here?"
"I thought you had called Kreacher for this purpose." Harry asked and Draco turned towards him "I like cooking so I will cook when I can and ask Kreacher to prepare meals if I am in some meeting or my lab."
Draco tried to keep his anxiety away from his face but he couldn't because Harry asked him cautiously "Is something the matter?" Draco cleared his throat and walked to sit on the chair beside Harry's bed "Some Vampire delegates are arriving from Britain tomorrow."
Realization dawned on Harry's face and he replied softly "You don't have to meet them."
Draco sighed and replied "Ministry will issue burn on sight orders if I don't supply my potion to them."
"But I know that it would make you uncomfortable." Harry argued. This was new. He had never argued for Draco's sake before. He had never tried to empathise with him.
"I don't want them hurt needlessly for something that they cannot control." Draco spoke and Harry argued again, his eyes alarmed "Draco. Listen to me. You have to think about yourself too. I know that it would overwhelm you. You have stayed away from Britain and everything connected to Britain and it is quite possible that you know those delegates. "
"The ministry would hurt them Harry. They have to remain in hiding because of that." He argued and Harry's voice rose a bit "I don't want you hurt. You don't understand. I know. I know that it would overwhelm you and perhaps weaken you and I know that you would hate that."
"I am meeting them tomorrow. Discussion over." Draco said curtly, though his insides felt warm when Harry snapped at him "I am telling you. If they hurt you in any way. If they even look at you wrong, I would do worst then burning them."
"Should I bring breakfast here?" Draco asked, changing the topic completely and Harry spoke "I have to bathe."
Draco wanted to slap himself. How had he forgotten that Harry would need help? "Wait, I will help you."
"You don't have to. I can help myself." Harry grew defensive and Draco wondered why. They had never showered together because Harry had hated it.
"But, Harry-" He started and Harry shouted at him "I can take care of it. Why are you arguing with me?" Draco stared, stunned. Why would Harry behave so aggressively? Harry was hiding something and he won't tell Draco unless he feels comfortable so Draco backed off "Okay. If you need help-"
"Just leave. I don't need anyone's help." Harry snapped at him and he replied "I am bringing our breakfast."
While he prepared eggs for Harry and himself, he pondered over Harry's aggressive behaviour and wondered why he had never noticed before.
Even as he took the plates to Harry's room and asked Kreacher to clean his old potions lab, the though did not leave his mind.
He knocked the door and a small voice called "Enter."
His eyebrows rose when he saw Harry sitting on his bed, his legs crossed, still in his night clothes, looking at his hand, looking vulnerable and small.
He placed the plates gently and sat opposite Harry and waited.
"My aunt hated me and I was a burden on her. I was small when my parents died and she was angry that she had to tend to me. Many a time, she tried to drown me to vent out her frustration while bathing me. My accidental magic came to my aid. That is why I snapped at you. I can't tolerate it. I am sorry." Harry spoke, his eyes on his hands and Draco was speechless. How could anyone try to drown a defenceless baby?
He must have been quiet for long because Harry looked at him and said "Say something."
"It's okay. You can ask for my help if you want, though. You can use magic. It will help you." Draco answered, trying to look normal. Harry looked at him cautiously and nodded "Thank you. Do you want to talk about, you know? I would like to know."
Draco would have laughed aloud but all of a sudden, he was feeling an urge to clean his body thoroughly. He was feeling filth and grime all over himself and he answered bitterly "Just mind your own business, will you?"
Harry nodded and looked at his breakfast. Draco tried to control his breath because it felt that his throat was closing and his heart was beating too fast. British delegates were arriving and one of them could be his past client. He closed his eyes and covered his ears with his palms to keep the words and images out but they won't leave him alone.
"Worthless slut."
" Death eater."
" Bastard."
" Worth nothing."
" Waste of space."
The slamming of their filthy cocks inside him made him feel that he was nothing but a hole to fuck and he wanted to get rid of them but he had no money. He was useless.
He shook his head but the words won't leave. Why did Harry have to remind him? The memories were hidden in his mind and he did not want to relive them again.
"Draco." A soft voice reached him. It was entirely different from other voices that haunted him. "Draco. Please listen to me."
He shook his head harder because it was not possible that someone would speak to him softly. He was worth nothing. He felt so fucking dirty.
"DRACO. DRACO. WHAT IS HAPPENING? SNAP OUT OF IT." The voice shouted and his eyes shot open. Harry's face was close to his and he hugged the man desperately and tightly. Harry's essence was so pure that it always soothed him. Belatedly, he realized that tears were flowing down his eyes.
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Harry tried to control his breathe. It would be useless if he panicked when Draco needed him to be strong for him.
"It's okay. You are safe and you are with me. No one can reach you here. They are gone forever Draco." Harry whispered and Draco buried his trembling face in Harry's neck, breathing hard and long, clutching his shirt tightly. "It's okay. They are gone. You don't have to return to Britain and you don't have to meet those delegates too."
Slowly, Draco pulled back and breathed hard a few times, trying to gather himself. His eyes were desperate and completely mad and Harry did not know the reason. He wished he had spoken Draco about it.
Had he been so self-centred? Why had he never spoken to Draco about it? It was obvious that Draco needed to speak to someone. Burying the memories won't get rid of them. Draco would have to talk about them eventually. Harry knew nothing at all.
Had been forced into prostitution or fooled by someone into it. Why he never contacted Severus? Yes he had been banished from Britain but he could have contacted someone, anyone, his friends or Severus even Harry.
Draco's eyes suggested that he would not answer any of Harry's questions yet but won't run away from Harry. He was clutching Harry's shirt too hard.
"You must talk about it." Harry spoke cautiously and very softly. He did not want to scare Draco off. The response that he received from Draco was surprising and completely opposite of what he had thought. Draco glared at him "I will not talk about anything at all."
"Draco, listen to me-"
"No, I will not tell anything to you." Draco snapped at him and Harry stayed quiet for a bit. They just looked at each other. Draco's eyes were angry and tortured and Harry's were soft. In the past, he might have gotten angry at Draco's tone but he could clearly see the torture Draco was undergoing.
What had exactly happened? Had Draco always been so tortured? Why had Harry never noticed? Had he been so engrossed in his life? Why had he never tried?
Draco needed his help. He was pleading unconsciously with his eyes and Harry could clearly see that Draco just needed him to be close to him. Perhaps his closeness helped Draco.
The silence ensued and Draco buried his nose in Harry's neck, breathing long and hard several times. Harry just held Draco's shoulder softly and stayed quiet. When Draco finally pulled back, his eyes were less tortured and his breath was normal. He looked embarrassed and Harry spoke "I might need your help in bathing me after all."
The trick worked and Draco's embarrassed cleared. Draco nodded and they returned to their forgotten breakfast.
"After bathing you, I will return to my lab. They will need some samples to take back so that they can test the potion. I will levitate you to the ground floor and I have got all the rooms cleaned so you can just sleep in one of them if you want." Draco murmured and Harry nodded "Thank you." Before returning to his breakfast.
He would have to try to get Draco to talk about his past. He couldn't let him live with so much pain and torture inside him.
From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that Draco's fingers trembled on his cup of tea and he placed his hand on Draco's knee gently. The trembling stopped and Draco had rest of his breakfast peacefully.
Harry was upset and worried but he did not let any of it appear on his face, not even when Draco tried to breathe his fragrance again while helping him shower. He let Draco do what he need to live in peace, even if it was for a few moments. The memories will return and torture Draco again.
With time, he would heal Draco's wounds. It would take time, but it would be worth it.
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