[DISCONTINUED] Voldemort's Heir (Drarry Fan Fic) (boyxboy)

ch 5

(Draco)

I can’t see anything, but I can smell roses. I feel weightless, and the warm breeze blows me along with it. I am floating past the rose scented breeze and into one with a sweet kitchen smell. Is that . . . strawberry . . . and chocolate? Harry. Harry loves chocolate covered strawberries.

“Draco, isn’t it time you grew up?” My father’s voice jolts through me, and I am shoved into a new smell. Death . . . and . . . blood. My blood, I stop feeling weightless and am now shoved into the hard ground; my blood gushes from every part of me. My face is pressed roughly into the dirt, all I can see is blood soaked rocks and dirt.

“You are an embarrassment. Your mother and I couldn’t be more disappointed in you.” Father kicks me further into the ground. Pain erupts through my whole body. I am breathing in dirt, my face and lungs burn.

“H-Harry . . .” Father punches me in the back of the head.

“DON’T YOU DARE CALL FOR HELP! THAT’S JUST THE WEAK SHIT YOU’VE ALWAYS DONE!!!! IF YOU WEREN’T SUCH A COWARDLY LITTLE BITCH WE WOULD BE IN CONTROL WHEN THE DARK LORD RETIRED! BUT YOU HAVE TO BE A LITTLE WEAK BITCH!” His words are punctuated by punches and blood. I’m shaking and quivering, someone’s hands are on me.

“Draco . . . Draco, wake up!” My eyes open into blinding light; my only shade is Harry. His hand is gently pressed against my cheek.

“Harry . . . I . . .” I burst into tears. Harry pulls me into his lap and rests my head on his shoulder. His arms around me feel warm and comforting, but I can’t shake the feel of my blood pressed into the dirt.

(Harry)

Draco woke up this morning screaming. He’s been crying for an hour now. I’m worried about him; what could he have possibly dreamt? He begins hiccupping as his sobs slow.

“Draco?”

“It . . . it was horrible! My . . . my dad was . . .” I shush him with a finger on his perfect lips; I don’t want his to have to think about it again if it involved HIM. He looks up at me with those big grey eyes; as if begging me to make it all go away. I lean down and kiss his forehead, each of his eyelids, and finally his plump lips. He desperately kisses back, snaking his arms around my head and tugging on my hair. I pull away slightly and whisper;

“I will never let him hurt you again. I promise; I will keep you safe.” He moans and pulls me back into the perfect kiss. His soft lips part and he nibbles on my lower lip. I open my mouth and am immediately invaded by his tongue. I caress his cheek and pull him closer to me.

“Should I come back later?” Draco and I jump away from each other. My mom is standing in the doorway trying to contain a laugh. Draco is completely flushed, it’s so adorable!

“The Dark Lord sent this Harry.” Mom hands me a letter.

Harry,

Lucius has declared that Draco is no longer part of his family. This poses a problem, as both Draco and his father are important to our cause. Therefore, I am forced to call up a wizard duel. Either you or Draco will have to fight Lucius. The duel is tonight at 9:00. Be at the conference room by then. Both you and Draco must attend. Good luck.

 

“What is it?” Draco’s soft voice brings me back to the room.

“I am going to duel your father tonight. We have to be at the conference room by 9. One of us will die.”