Authors: lovelessx and savethequeenxo
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings: boy snogging :3 and slashy, smutty boy!sex, mature!Ron, evil!seamus, some voyeurism, slight angst, violence, oh and a little Snape/Remus on the side PRE-HBP (That means that I'm not altering my story along the lines of the real 6th year because I'm lazy and I don't have time and I like my story the way it is, thank you. Oh yea, no HBP spoilers woot.)
Summary: After Draco switches sides Dumbledore agrees to protect him from the consequences of the wrong people finding out, which looks like no one has noticed...yet. Only the damnable Boy-Who-Lived seems to notice that he has changed and, unnervingly, Draco finds his eyes lingering too long on that unruly hair and those green eyes. Harry has also found himself practically licking his lips while his eyes slip over to Draco every now and then. Before they can stop themselves they both land a late night detention from the Transfiguration teacher for "not paying attention in class". Thankfully, McGonagall hadn't mentioned aloud that they had been ogling each other for her entire class. After their detention, things start to get difficult and keeping secrets is harder than ever for both young wizards.
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Chapter Ten -- Forever and Always
The voice sent a chill through Draco. The blonde slowly turned to face his dorm mate, Theodore Nott. Nott had snuck out of Hogwarts and apparated to Malfoy Manor. The two stared at each other for a long moment before another voice broke the silence.
"Mr. Nott. You should be at school." Nott growled and made to lunge for Dumbledore but the old wizard was no match for the child. With a flick of Dumbledore's wrist, Nott was in a secure bubble of pure magic and was sent back to Hogwarts where McGonagall expelled him on the spot. Draco breathed a sigh of relief, but things weren't over yet. After traveling the maze of corridors in the dungeons, Dumbledore and Draco came across a medieval wooden door, black with decay. It wasn't the door that disturbed Draco, but the voice he heard inside.
"I'm sorry, Lucius. But I love Draco." Harry. Draco's heart leapt into his throat at the words he saw. He panicked after hearing no scathing remark or witty reply to Harry's words. Draco was losing control fast, his grip tightened painfully on his wand and his breath sped up. Dumbledore eyed him carefully when he turned towards the old man with a crazy glint in his eyes. Draco thought of Harry and his mind flashed through memories of what had happened to him and Harry since the start of the school year.
With a sudden crash and twin yelps of surprise from Father and Son, Draco turned to see that the door was now reduced to a thousand tiny splinters of wood and his father was staring at him with blood-shot eyes. The elder Malfoy's eye's widened considerably when he found himself at the end of Draco and Dumbledore's wands.
Harry stared passed Lucius and didn't notice Dumbledore. He only saw his faux-lover come to help his father kill him. Like father, like son.
Lucius glared at the pair in the doorway and whipped out his wand. His voice was a low snarl, directed mostly at his only son. "Avada Kedavra!"
A burst of blinding green light shot from Lucius' wand and straight towards his son and Dumbledore. As it neared them, the light split in two and aimed for their targets. Just as they were about to strike the killing curse, a web of blue magic crackled and deflected the curse. Snape was standing behind Dumbledore and Draco and fixed Lucius with a fierce glare. "I'll not stand by and let you harm my nephew, Lucius."
Moody stepped around from behind Snape and cast a quick body binding curse before the shock wore off. Moody read him his rights and then laughed, proceeding to tell him that being a Death Eater made all his rights null and void. "Lucius Malfoy, you are under arrest for the kidnaping and attempted murder of Harry James Potter. You are to be tried and most likely killed, so that we won't even have to deal with you as an empty soul."
As Lucius was being taken away, Snape snarled at him. "I'm sure there will be a welcome home party at Azkaban for you."
Draco waited all of eight milliseconds after his Father was taken away before rushing towards Harry, only to find himself suddenly bouncing back and onto his arse. "Hey!"
Snape snickered behind him and flicked his wand. "Sorry, Draco, my protection spell was still up."
Draco shot to his feet and all but threw himself at Harry. He hugged Harry so tight, he was sure the brunette couldn't breathe, but he needed it to be that way for just a minute. Draco inhaled Harry's scent and kissed his face and neck with butterfly kisses, tears streaming down his face and choking sobs admitting dark secrets. "Oh, god, Harry. I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. My fault, I should have gotten rid of Nott. I should have been there. Merlin, I thought I'd lost you! I love you, I don't ever want to leave you. I thought I'd lost you. Lost you... Merlin, Harry. Love you, love you so much... so much."
Just at Draco's confession, Harry burst into his own breathy sobs. His speech was still slurred from his broken bones and aching body, but Harry managed. Harry never played by the rules. "Gud, lof you tew, Dwraco. Lof you, thawght you wur planning wit your Dad all along. Thawght you'd cum tew kiwl me yawsef."
Harry was in a lot of pain, but with all the emotion flowing out of them, he'd be damned if he let even a grimace slip. He tried to wrap his one good arm around his boyfriend to pull him closer, but that made his lungs hurt. Draco eased off of him, holding him close but so that it didn't hurt him. Harry's confession of his worry about Draco's involvement in his Father's plan had shaken Draco to the core. Draco sniffled and hiccoughed, patting Harry's now tear-damp shoulder and looked him square in the eye.
"I'm not my father." He'd said it with so much conviction that Harry knew if he dared to protest, he'd be risking his balls later. And then Draco kissed him. Draco kissed him and it wasn't like any of the kisses they had ever shared before. This one poured all of Draco's hate and anger at his father and all of his love and fear and confusion and lust and fondness run through him and wash over him. It left Harry gasping for air and clutching at his boyfriend to keep from falling off the edge into an oblivion he wasn't sure existed before that kiss.
In that moment, Harry forgave Draco.
With all his worry gone, Harry tried to hold Draco again, but he was utterly broken. With an anguished cry he leaned his head on the blonde's shoulder. His voice is barely above a scratchy whisper. "I'm sorry."
It took Draco several moments to realize what Harry had said, and when he recognized the apology he had to hold himself back from breaking into tears again. He kissed Harry gently on the forehead and murmured sweet nothings in his ear. Draco gently pulled away from Harry and started pointing his wand at major and minor cuts and bruises, murmuring healing charms under his breath. Draco's voice was melodic and had Harry almost falling asleep as some of the pain slipped away. Snape had walked over when Draco had started to heal Harry and helped with the more prominent injuries, like the broken jaw and arm. Snape wasn't a healer, he could only magically splint the broken bones until they arrived back at Hogwarts, but every bit helped. When the pair of Slytherins finished, Snape helped Draco stand and Draco gathered Harry gingerly into his arms and they walked back over to the three groups that were now assembled in the dungeon. Dumbledore smiled proudly at Draco and they portkeyed back to Hogwarts.
Draco felt dizzy as they portkeyed, keeping his gaze on Harry to anchor his rolling stomach. When they landed, he tripped and nearly collapsed in a heap on Dumbledore's floor, but Snape had quickly grabbed his arm to steady him. Draco idly wondered if Snape ever wished to become a seeker.
"Draco. Do please take Harry down to the infirmary. He is in grave need of Madame Promfey. We'll let Harry rest before we question him. Don't worry about Miss Granger and Mister Weasley, I'll have them informed that Harry is safe." Dumbledore peered at Draco over the top of his half-moon spectacles. "I'll let you have a few hours with him first before I tell them they can visit."
Draco had grinned sheepishly at his headmaster and let out a sigh. He carried Harry all the way to the hospital wing, levitating spells be damned. He wanted - no needed - to feel Harry close to him. When they arrived, Madame Promfey had nearly fainted. She ordered Draco around until she was satisfied that Harry would heal fine in a day's time. Draco sat by the brunette's bed for three hours, just staring at Harry. I love you.
It was around dinner time when Hermione and Ron had arrived for their visit. They lingered close to Harry for a few minutes before Hermione hugged and kissed him on the cheek and Ron shook his hand. He felt oddly proud to shake Ron's hand. He smiled at both of them and turned to look at Harry again. They left with matching knowing smiles and told him not to stay up too late. They had brought him food, too.
Draco fell asleep sitting in the chair next to Harry's
bed with his face cradled in spaghetti. His hair was sticking out at
different angles and he was snoring softly. Harry woke up in the
middle of the night and smiled down at him. Harry reached for his
wand and muttered a quick spell to banish the food and clean Draco's
face. Harry knew Draco would throw a fit if he found out he'd been
sleeping in his food and gotten all over his pretty faced and made
nasty zits pop up. Harry smiled fondly and ran his fingers through
Draco's hair before curling back up and falling back asleep.
In the morning, Harry had felt much better. He had asked Promfey to spell away the crick in Draco's neck, thanks to the way his Slytherin had fallen asleep. Madame Promfey snarked at Draco for falling asleep in her infirmary with false bravado and gave the couple a warm smile on their way out. They made their way to Dumbledore's office where they knew everyone would be waiting.
Draco entered first, fingers tangled tightly with Harry's. Lupin and Snape were sitting together on a love seat, which made Harry smile in an odd sort of way. Ron and Hermione sat on another love seat across from Lupin and Snape and McGonagall sat in an armchair next to the Gryffindors. There was a love seat for Draco and Harry to sit on. Dumbledore smiled at them and motioned for them to sit.
"Good morning, Harry. Feeling better?" Harry smiled and nodded. Dumbledore's eyes lost their twinkle again. "I'm sorry, Harry."
Harry bit down on the inside of his lower lip to keep more tears at bay. Not his mentor, too? He blamed himself, and that was all. "It was my fault, Professor Dumbledore."
Harry wasn't surprised at the collective gasp that went around the room. He didn't care. Dumbledore looked even more grave now. "Harry... if you would... what happened?"
Harry sighed and leaned heavily on Draco, tracing circles on the inside of his wrist before he retold the group how Harry had let himself be captured, how he was tortured and beaten, and how Lucius Malfoy was insane. Draco snorted and kissed his cheek affectionately. "Had an epiphany, did you?"
Harry grinned at him. The entire room was glad to see that the situation hadn't broken Harry's spirit as well as bones. Even Ron and Snape smiled affectionately at the exchange. Both of them would deny it. After Harry finished with his 'story', Dumbledore informed the group that Lucius had been tried as soon as he reached Azkaban and had been found guilty and hung. For good measure, he was cremated.
Hermione stood up and flung herself at Harry, letting loose her tears that she held back the night before. "Oh, Harry. It was all my fault. I kept Seamus away from you and Draco because I thought I was protecting you. I swear if I ever find Nott at the end of my wand.."
Hermione trailed off. Harry was giving her the strangest look. He was smiling..almost shyly. He took bother of her hands in his and looked her in the eyes. "Hermione. It wasn't your fault. It was mine."
This time, Draco almost choked. Harry was still blaming himself. Draco couldn't believe it. Abruptly, he turned towards Dumbledore. "Sir, is that all we have to discuss?" At Dumbledore's nod, and before Dumbledore could even open his mouth again, Draco pulled Harry to his feet and started towards the door. Snape and Lupin shared a knowing look. "Excuse us, then."
Harry was laughing at Draco all the way to the seventh floor. Draco turned around and glared at him. "Potter. If you say it one more time I'll punch you."
Harry smiled and tilted his head. He leaned forward and pecked Draco on the lips. As he was pulling back he whispered very quietly. "I promise, it was my fault - not yours and not anyone's. Mine."
Draco growled and dragged Harry into an empty corridor, not waiting to get to the Room of Requirement. They walked for a few feet before Draco stopped in the middle of the corridor and looked at his feet. Harry stopped and turned around, tilting his head in confusion. He walked back over to his boyfriend and lifted his chin with one finger. There were more tears in his eyes. "What is it, love?"
"Oh, Harry." Draco's voice cracked and his breath was shaky. His hands felt clammy and he could feel his whole body trembling. He took a step towards Harry and found himself enveloped in warm, strong arms and his world was righted again. "How is it that you can just smile and blame yourself when you nearly died? I can hardly hold myself together, and your safe now. What if I had lost you? Harry I don't ever want you to leave me. You're safe now, I promise." Draco paused to look into Harry's eyes. He got lost in the sea of green and fell in love all over again. "Harry, I want to be your protector."
Harry's throat had closed around his answer, so instead he settled for shoving his boyfriend against the wall and kissing him with more passion and fear and love and yes, I need you to protect me and raw emotion into the kiss than Draco had kissed him with in the dungeon at Malfoy Manor. Draco whimpered and melted into Harry. They would protect each other for eternity.
Nothing mattered at the moment, they were in love.
Mini Commentary: Broken Jaw Slurs are one motherfucker of a bitch to write. (If you had trouble reading this part, the translation is: God, love you too, Draco. Love you, thought you were planning with your Dad all along. Thought you'd come to kill me yourself.)
I'd really appreciate it if someone would do one (or both) of the following:a) Draw me a cover page for this fic
b) Come up with a more
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A/N:God, what a crap ending. -slaps herself- God, I can't believe I'm done writing this! I don't want it to be over cause it's been so much fun! It's just like that feeling you get when you're reading a HP book and you don't want it to end but you want to know what happens. But damn, essentially it took me five months to write. I'm proud, though, to have my first FINISHED Chaptered Fic. I do hope that you all enjoyed reading it as much as I had fun writing and developing it. When I look back to like... the first 3 or 4 chapters, I think "God DAMN I completely sucked!" but now I think my writing style has definitely improved and this is the product of it. Now I can start another story. Thank you for all of you who kept with me since the start and all the reviews I received were brilliant! I can't keep writing in my A/N forever TT All good things must come to an end... Farewell, for now.