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Unseen Love	By : HeyDarlin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8726 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hello. *author dives behind sofa to try and dodge all the stuff being thrown at her* Sorry, I know I haven�t updated in an age but sometimes real life just comes up and bites you in the ass and there is nothing you can do about it.
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Big Thank-you�s to my wonderful beta�s BlueTribalRose and Serpent Of Light, love you guys.
Disclaimer: I don�t own anything. I know, I was shocked too.
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�What the fuck?� Ron was standing face to face with Draco Malfoy. �Oh shit� Draco mentally screamed, he had forgotten the Weasels were here. The next thing Draco knew Ron had grabbed him by the collar and proceeded to drag him into the kitchen. The whole kitchen fell silent as the Malfoy heir was dragged into the kitchen by a furious red head.
�What the fuck is he doing here?� Ron bellowed.
For Harry only one word entered his mind. �Shit�

Chapter 9: Enlightenment

�WELL?� Ron roared, spittle flying from his mouth. His nostrils flaring as his eyes roamed wildly around the room searching for some indication of who knew why the �filthy ferret� was here.
Ron face turned red with rage as he saw Harry drop his head into his hands. Suddenly the jigsaw came into view as all the pieces came flying together so violently Ron�s face turned colour again this time to a deep shade of purple willing himself not to explode. �thingy, hides in room, that night�Jesus�

Harry slowly lifted his head only to find himself staring right into the eyes of a very pissed off Weasley. �Okay how to explain my way through this one� Harry stood, careful not to make any sudden movements that might enrage Ron even more than finding his arch-nemesis living under the same roof as himself.
�Listen Ron�� But luckily for Harry Draco chose that moment to jump out of his reverie and realize that the Weasel was on the verge of tearing one his favourite and most expensive robes. Draco pushed his back against the red head causing him to stumble backwards, his grip on Draco loosening; Draco pulled the dark material from Ron�s grasp, sneering as he dusted the robe off with his pale hands.
�Watch where you put your filthy paws, Weasel�ly.� He added after noticing the collection of red-heads situated around the gigantic wooden table.

�Okay not the best thing to say� Draco�s mind registered as the twins stood and began moving stealthily forward. They moved as one until they were standing level with Draco leaving enough room for Ron to dive through; Ron launched forward tackling Draco to the ground fist and legs flailing as he fought to keep the younger boy on the floor.

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Draco stood staring at the twins, managing a half-hearted sneer, as his stomach began to lurch. He was terrified. He turned his head to where Harry was standing by the table looking at the situation, frustration evident on his features. Draco widened his eyes at Harry, hoping he would come to his rescue but as Harry thumped his fist on the table and began to make his way around the table he began shouting something which Draco didn�t quite catch, as the tirade was directed to someone behind him. The blond felt something solid collide into his side, causing him to fall to the floor like a dead weight. Too scared to do anything, he stayed like this even when solid lumps began pounding into his sides and face.
Draco curled up into a foetal position, covering his vital organs with his limbs and his head with his hands, and just lay there unresponsive, waiting until the brutal attack was over. He heard shouts in the background and he began convulsing on the floor.

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�Lucius what are you doing, leave him be, he�s just a kid.�
�Shut up Severus, he�s getting what he deserves, Dobby get rid of my guest he is not welcome here any more.�
�Yes Sir, Dobby will do that, Sir.�
And with a pop his godfather disappeared, leaving a 7-year old Draco at the mercy of his father. He felt fists colliding with his small body. Draco could feel Lucius�s hands pulling at his clothes, and locks of his platinum blond hair fell to the floor as his father yanked at it, boots began colliding with his ribs.

�no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no�

�No, please. Father stop. Please.�
�Malfoys� don�t beg.�
�Crucio�

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Draco�s scream of terror was drowned out by a fierce growl from Harry as he stalked over to where Ron was positioned over the top of Draco, trying to beat the younger boy senseless. With an almost superhuman strength Harry took hold of the back of Ron�s shirt and pulled him sharply backwards, causing Ron to lose his balance and topple off of the pale and shaking form that was Draco.
Once Ron had been taken care of Harry knelt down next to Draco pulling him upwards so he was in a sitting position.
Seeing Draco like this made Harry�s heart ache for some unknown reason; it scared him to see such a strong person reduced to a shaking puddle on the floor. With that thought in mind Harry reached his arms out and pulled Draco into a warm embrace, Draco�s arms wound their way round Harry�s waist as he buried his face into the warm firm chest in front of him, breathing in Harry�s intoxicating scent shivering as Harry�s fingers ghosted across his skin to push a lock of blond hair away from his face.
When Harry felt Draco shiver and pulled back from the boy to look deep into his eyes; in Draco�s stormy grey orbs he saw pain and hate but most of his eyes were clouded with another emotion that Harry for the life of him could not place.
�Are you ok?�
Draco snapped his eyes away from Harry�s, breaking the eye contact, and looked around the room. Ron was on the floor, staring at the pair, mouth hanging open as if he couldn�t quite believe that Harry had actually helped the �ferret�; the twins stood impassively a few feet away, a look of guilt flashing across their identical features. Sirius and Remus were still seated, Sirius with a look of intense anger flickering in his eyes, Remus resting a calming hand on his shoulder, willing his lover not to explode.
Molly and Arthur broke the short silence by shooing the other members of the Weasley family and a protesting Hermione out of the kitchen. Most left voluntarily as they did not want to be around when the explosion came from the female red-head; they all rushed up the stairs and out the door, shutting it behind them, but returning moments later unknown to everyone in the kitchen, each with individual sets of the twins� extendable ears in hand.
When the door was shut Draco realized he still had his arms firmly attached to Harry�s waist and pulled back.
�I�m fine, Harry.�
Draco struggled to his feet, stepping away from Harry and the other Weasleys, only to back into his godfather who was on his feet about to launch himself at the youngest male red-head, his face contorted into a scowl and matching glare which was usually only reserved for Sirius or Harry. Draco gasped and swung around, breathing a small sigh of relief as he recognised the greasy hair of his godfather.
�Are you ok?� Snape asked, pulling Draco into the corner where he had been sitting. Draco nodded as he sat down, his eyes locking with Harry, who was wearing a look which clearly said, �we will talk about this later�; it was as if Harry could read his mind and he knew something was up ' Yeah, he knows that you just remembered the first time he put you under the Cruciatus'. Draco gave a small shudder.
�I said I�m fine, Gods.�
Draco threw his hands up in despair; he really did not like being fussed over when there were people like those Weasels around. Draco winced at the sudden movement and instead chose to fold his arms across his chest, giving Ron and the twins an icy glare as he did do. Draco sneered as his eyes passed over Ron, he didn�t feel very threatening at the moment but he sure as hell looked it. He smirked with satisfaction as Ron�s adams-apple bobbed up and down as he gulped audibly.
�RONALD WEASLEY WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?� Molly�s voice came screeching out once she heard the footsteps from outside departing up the stairs.
She looked absolutely terrifying; her flame coloured hair was sticking out from her face, which had turned a mauve colour as her temper began to rise. She stood towering over Ron, who was still on the floor his head bowed and his eyes staring at his clasped hands.
�Molly dear,� came Arthur�s feeble attempt to calm his furious wife down.
�Arthur, did you see what he did?� Molly gestured to the floor where the two boys had been rolling around only moments earlier. To say that Molly was livid was a huge understatement; she was angry, but most of all she was ashamed of her son�s behaviour. Molly had been told that the younger Malfoy was here by her husband, and being the lovely woman that she was she had cooked for the boy, bought him new robes to wear until he could get his old ones back, and even washed them for him. She would never turn her back on someone who needed her help, even if it was a Malfoy.
�Mum, this is a Malfoy remember!�
Molly�s eyes widened, her mouth parted as she prepared to scream the house down around her, but fortunately her tirade was cut off as Arthur grabbed her forearm and led her swiftly out the kitchen. Both of them scowled briefly at the congregation outside the door before the couple grabbed a spare pair of extendable ears, and to the amazement of the present Weasley children and Hermione, began to listen to the ensuing conversation.
�Well, Weasley, care to explain yourself?�
Snape stepped forward from the shadows of the corner, his voice dripping with every ounce of malice he could muster.
�Would someone tell me what the hell that bloody ferret is doing in this house?�
�I think you are forgetting, Ron, that this isn�t your house. It is my house, and I shall have who I please in it, and that includes Draco,� Sirius angrily interjected. He and Remus had moved round the table and now stood in front of Snape and Draco, (who were sitting in the corner listening to the conversation) hiding them from view, and they both stood with their arms firmly across their chests. As Sirius said this he also cast a few sideways glances at the twins, who at least had the grace to look ashamed. Harry grinned as they stared at the floor, looking as uncomfortable as Draco felt.

�Since when did I become Draco to Sirius?� Draco mused, pulling his mouth up into a smirk.
�But� but he�s...� Ron began to start, but he was cut of by a low growl from behind him.
�I seriously recommend that you do not finish that sentence, Ron.� Ron turned from his spot on the stone floor to look up into the green flashing eyes of his best friend.
�If you do not wish to stay in the same house as Mr Malfoy,� Remus stated calmly, trying to stop Harry and Sirius getting too wound up, �Then you are free to leave.�
The effect was instantaneous; Ron sat on the floor dumbfounded, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say something but then kept changing his mind. If the situation had been different the expression would have been very amusing. As much as Ron hated Draco he didn�t want to have to leave his two best friends and his family even if they were going back to school tomorrow. 'Fucking ferret, I�ll get him for this'

�Fine,� said Ron, standing up. �Malfoy,� he said, staring at the floor as the two older men stepped aside so that Ron was facing Draco, who had a triumphant smirk plastered across his face.
"Yes?"
�I�m sorry,� Ron mumbled to his shoes, his cheeks going a bright shade of red as he was forced to apologise to his worst enemy.
Draco stood, straightening his robes before taking a small step forward.
�Sorry Weasley, I didn�t quite catch that,� he drawled almost rocking on his heels with joy as he saw Ron�s look of pure shame and embarrassment at having to apologise to a Malfoy.
�I�m sorry,� Ron muttered again in the same quiet tone.
�What was that again�� Draco was thoroughly enjoying this.
�Draco.� Harry�s voice had a tone in it that Draco really didn�t want to mess with, so he smiled innocently at Harry, causing the three redheads present to gasp.
�Apology accepted.�
�Sorry, Harry, as well I just��
�It�s okay, thank-you Ron,� Harry said as his friend turned towards him, enveloping him in a brotherly hug before Ron walked up the stairs trying to regain his dignity.

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Upon hearing Ron apologize the Weasley family and Hermione, who were still outside the kitchen, all grinned, before removing the extendable ears from the door and running upstairs, all of them laughing silently to themselves.
Ron left the kitchen, shutting the door slowly, before storming his way loudly up the stairs.

�Fucking Malfoy. Harry�s my friend not his�

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Once Ron had departed Fred and George glanced at each other before nodding a wicked smile gracing their identical features. They strolled towards Draco and stopped in front of him before Fred stuck out his hand.
�Any friend of Harry�s��
�Is a friend of ours. Sorry.�
Draco just nodded and accepted the offered hand and shook it before shaking the other twin�s hand in the same manner.
�Just one thing though��

�Why are you here?�
Draco just stared at them, not knowing what to say. He didn�t want to tell them that the only reason he was here was that his father had tried to smash his face in, and so he was hiding with the boy-who-lived and his family; it had a sort of desperate tone to it.
�He is here for the same reason as you.� Remus said calmly.
�What�s that?� The twins chorused.
�Protection.�
The twins nodded and moved over to Harry, wrapping him in an apologetic hug, which caused Draco to scowl deeply, something that didn�t go unnoticed by Sirius, who elbowed Remus lightly in the ribs before nodding in his direction. Remus glanced at the blond before giving a light chuckle, which made Sirius� heart melt. The twins left the room, leaving the five in an uncomfortable silence.
�Well, I had best be going. Draco, I will see you tomorrow.� Draco nodded, and watched as his godfather took a pinch of floo powder from above the fireplace and disappeared in a flurry of green flames.
�So who�s for some lunch?�
�Please, I'm ravenous since haven�t eaten for a whole day. I�m wasting away, here!� Draco cried, poking his stomach to add emphasize before giving Harry a mock glare for forgetting him. Harry just muttered something, which sounded like an apology, before giving Draco a sheepish grin and moving back over to the table and sitting down.
Draco�s stomach gave a small summersault as Harry smiled at him.

�God, how cute is he�

And with that Draco went over to sit next to Harry, and for once he made no attempt to correct his thoughts about Harry.

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