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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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Harry hesitated for a moment, then walked casually over to the bed to set the bowl down on the table. “Eat this.” His words seemed to echo loudly in the room as silence fell.
“How...? Why...?” Draco had a million questions to ask, but when he opened his mouth that was all he could say.
“Draco I...” Harry had no idea what to say, or how much of what had happened Jewel would want her brother to know. Then he made the biggest mistake of his life; he looked away from Draco to silently ask Jewel what he should say.
The dam broke inside Draco and hot tears of rage and shame coursed down his cheeks. “I hate you, Harry Potter!” Then he turned and ran from the room, not stopping until he was outside. Distantly, he could hear Harry calling his name, but he never looked back as he disapparated away.

“Draco, wait... DRACO!” Harry ran after his lover, as fear he had never known before began pumping adrenaline through his veins. He was scared that if he let the blond out of his sight he would never see him again. Giving chase all the way down to the front door he ran out into the street and glanced around wildly looking for any sign of his lover, but none were to be found. Cursing his luck he knew that Draco had disapparated somewhere; and he had no clue where that somewhere might be.
“Any sign of him?”
Harry shook his head. “Stay here in case he comes back; I'm going to look for him.”
“I'm sorry, I thought... When he told me you'd mentioned the fact that I'm transgender to him I thought that meant you'd told him everything and...” Jewel bit her lip.
“It's not your fault- Draco did need to know about us. But I had been hoping that I could wait a bit until things had calmed down and it was clear that nothing further would happen before I told him.”
“I'm naive, aren't I? For believing that he would be fine with us having had sex?”
“A little, yes. But it's a good thing; if you can still be naive that means being on the street hasn't completely robbed you of your youth or innocence.” Jewel smiled weakly and Harry grabbed his coat. Without any idea where to begin, he apparated to Hermione's house to ask for her help.

Draco appeared in a silent wood close to Malfoy manor but not actually located on the grounds. The wood was considered part of the closest muggle town, and was rarely visited except by teenagers. When he was ten, Draco had built a fort in a deep copse of trees, and this was what he now sought. He sought the same refuge that had comforted him whenever he had been forced to flee the silent halls of his home.
The fort was exactly where he remembered it being, though he had not come here since refreshing the charms protecting it from unwanted attention a week before starting his sixth year at Hogwarts. After fleeing with Snape, Lord Voldemort had begun watching him like a hawk though his Death Eaters, and he had not chanced returning since.
Now he climbed gratefully inside and lay down on the meager pile of old blankets he had salvaged from his home, and hugged the musty pillow gratefully. These same blankets that had once held him as he cried for his mother's hidden pain, his parents silent fights, and his own internal screams now held him tight as he cried out his pain at hearing Harry had fucked another. If Harry had fucked Jewel, then who else had he fucked? Ron? Hermione? Had he been lying about never having lain with Ginny? These thought circled through his mind.
Once he had calmed down some, he began questioning why he was so hurt. He barely knew Harry; sure they had chemistry and were great in bed, so far anyway, but that didn't explain why he felt like his heart was breaking.
“You love him...” The words were whispered without breath, carried by the still wind. He sat up and glanced outside, but he was alone. Who had spoken? The trees?
Yet the words comforted him, filled him with a peace he had never known. Settling himself back down on the blankets, he thought about what the voice had said. “Do I love him? I... I don't. As a friend, maybe but...” He spoke quietly to himself. “I do care about him, more deeply than I had realized, and... I want to love him, to fall in love with him and have him fall in love with me.” Fresh tears flowed down his cheeks at this realization. Though it wasn't truly love he felt, his feelings were still growing strong for the other boy.
Crying over the hopelessness of his situation he lay there as the sun began to settle down into her night bed, and the moon rose, eventually falling into a dreamless slumber.
When he woke, the moon was high in the sky. He knew then that he needed to go back, and get the full story of what had happened.
Outside the fort, he prepared to return to Harry, then hesitated. Something told him he wouldn't be returning here, and he found himself raising his new wand without conscious thought.
“Incendio.” Turning his back on the burning fort, he felt freed from the chains of the past, as though the fire was consuming his memories as well. Then he left without a second thought.
Opening the door of the townhouse quietly he crept inside, then hesitated as he heard raised voices from the kitchen.
“Harry, calm down, you're to collapse if you don't rest.” A female voice (Hermione's?) was saying.
“But I have to find him! I can't...” The rest of Harry's words were downed out by the sound of crying.
“Hermione's right, you can't help Draco if you wear yourself out.” Jewel commented, sounding exhausted herself.
Harry had spent all this time searching for him? Guilt pulsed through him as he walked calmly to the stairs leading down to the kitchen.
“He didn't try to go home, did he?” Jewel was asking, innocently as she didn't know yet about his disownment.
“I hope not... I can't follow him to Malfoy Manor... It would be a death sentence for both of us...”
“I didn't go home.” Draco's voice was soft, yet had the effect of a foghorn drowning out a storm. As one, three heads turned to look at him.
“Draco!” Standing, Harry ran to him, but stopped short of actually touching him.
“I... I'm sorry. We need to talk.”
Nodding, Harry moved past him and headed upstairs. Only Draco followed.
“Where were you? I've been looking everywhere for you!”
“I was somewhere no one knows about... a place I went to hide as a child when the pain of what was going unspoken at home became too much for me.”
Harry nodded though he didn't really understand; no matter how bad things had been with the Dursleys he had never once thought of running away.
“I won't run away again.” Draco promised, intending to leave for good if Harry really was playing him false.
“I wasn't cheating on you, I'd never cheat. What happened between me and Jewel... that was before you arrived here. We weren't a couple yet, and I had no way of knowing that we would ever become one or that he was your brother.... No, your sister. I keep forgetting that he is a she.” Taking a deep breath, he sat down and Draco gingerly sat down beside him.
Starting over at the beginning, he confided everything about his first meeting with Jewel, only skimming over the actual sex act, mentioning what they'd done without providing any details.
“You idiot! You're the reason he was attacked!”
“I know. Jewel told me it was the money I had given him... no, her, that had gotten her stabbed.” Harry was shocked that it was that part of his story that Draco had chosen to comment on first.
“And yet if you hadn't I never would have met him and he would still be living on the street. I... I don't know if I can forgive you for this but...” He took a breath and looked Harry straight in the eye. “I want to give this another chance. I believe you, when you say that it was only Jewel and... I believe you.”
Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding, Harry hugged Draco as tears of relief flowed unnoticed down his cheeks.
“I care about you.” “I only want to be with you.” Breaking apart they stared at each other as they realized they had spoke at the same time.
Then they started laughing, holding each other laughing and crying at the same time, not stopping until their lips met once more.
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