The Devil Runs Wild

< Harry nodded but as he tried to stand up, Severus could tell that he was not physically capable to walking very far. He went over to Potter and helped hold him up.

“I will help you,” Severus said.

“Thank you,” Harry said automatically and smiled broadly because Draco had not touched him in weeks. He leaned heavily on Draco’s shoulder, afraid that he might move away. Draco did not.

“Come,” Severus said. >

********~The Rescue: Part 2~

Harry stopped as soon as they exited the room.

“Draco,” Harry said. “I -” but Harry didn’t have time to finish as he popped out of Severus’ arms and found himself back in the room that he had just been in.

Severus scowled as he saw this; after all, the door was still slightly ajar.

“Did you know that was going to happen?” Severus questioned as he walked back into the room.

“I felt it,” Harry said, nodding slightly. “It didn’t feel like normal apparation, though.”

Severus scowl deepened. He had expected to have to remove some kind of tracking spell, but had not expected the spell to be tied to this single room. Apparently, the Dark Lord had not let Potter into any other room except this one, which surprised Severus. He had assumed the Dark Lord would have taken Potter to the torture chamber at least once during his capture. Something more was going on here than Severus had time to figure out. Now, the only goal was to get Potter out. The Dark Lord would have surely been alerted when Potter was taken out of the room. Severus had to think fast.

A pop was heard behind him. Severus turned. Too late. The Dark Lord stood with his arms crossed.

“What has happened?” the Dark Lord hissed.

Potter’s mouth flew open in shock at seeing the Dark Lord, he backed up until he feel back onto the bench. Surely, the boy had suspected he had been kidnapped….apparently not. Had Potter no clue that Voldemort was behind this?

“Potter wanted me to stay. I left the room and he followed me. No matter, he has returned,” Severus said quickly. The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes and Severus blocked his mind and let the Lord see what he wanted him to see. Severus also added, “His mind is weak. He cannot be expected to act rationally any longer,” and this the Dark Lord smiled and looked over to Potter. Severus was surprised to see Potter’s face turn into confusion and a vague look of insanity. Potter was playing along..

“He will be finished soon,” the Dark Lord hissed and swept away in flowing robes.

Severus turned to Potter, who stood up straighter, looking at him for answers. “Draco?” he asked. “What..why?”

“I am not Draco, Potter. We must leave here,” Severus said, taking out his wand and attempting to find the spell placed on Potter.

“Who are you then?” Harry asked.

“Your former potions professor,” Severus said as he found the spell. Fortunately, the spell was similar to the one the Dark Lord used to tie prisoners to the building - just as powerful. Unfortunately, Potter had two of them, which would take longer than he had before the polyjuice (both of them) wore off.

“Where is Draco? Why am I here?” Harry asked.

“You were taken by Voldemort and Draco has never been here. The person who has been portraying Draco this past month has been Lucius,” Severus said, concentrating on the spells.

“But..that means Draco has been without me all this time?” Harry squicked. Severus rolled his eyes. The bonding spell on Potter clearly took away all ability to focus on the important things, all the boy thought about was “Draco.”

Harry could not believe this. For a month? An entire month? Although, he had thought Draco was acting strangly…he supposed it made sense, but he had just believed Draco was…it hadn’t been Draco! Lucius? And Harry had…had…Lucius!? What the fuck! Harry’s anger was rising. He had to get to Draco.

Severus made a small gasp as he saw the spells inside Potter being removed at a much faster rate than he had been removing them at. He lowered his wand and was amazed to see a greenish light of magic surround Potter. Powerful magic was needed to bring it into visible sphere. He had not believed Potter would have had this much magic left. He looked at Potter’s face, which was construed in an angry mask - possibly equal to any face he, himself, could accomplish. He stepped away as he visibly saw the tracking spells break down themselves. Potter was doing wandless magic? Impossible! The amount of magic the boy had lost would render the task impossible. Severus could not believe that a boy, after a months long extraction of his magic and one who had never shown signs of impressive wandless magic before, could do such a task. But before his very eyes, Severus could not deny what was happening.

“I have to go to Draco,” Harry said firmly. He knew that he had to go to Draco at once. Draco needed him. Harry looked over at Severus, who was inside Draco’s body. He couldn’t just leave him here. “We have to go,” Harry said.

A bright flash of green magic encompassed the two occupants of the room and a moment later, the room was devoid of all life.

Harry Potter had escaped.

*******
Draco could feel it a second before it happened, but nonetheless, he was shocked as Harry Potter appeared on his bed, after having spent a month in the Dark Lord’s clutches.

“Harry!?” Draco shouted, half-asking, excitement rising up in him. Potter smiled at him, nodding. Draco moved as if to hug Harry, but paused as he found his hands were occupied holding a plate of cake. “Would you like some cake?” Draco asked instead, holding up the fork up to Potter’s lips. Harry opened his mouth slowly as Draco slide the -

“I think I’ve had enough!” a voice sounded out and Draco jumped as he saw…well, himself standing in the middle of his room.

“It’s Snape,” Harry pointed out as he chewed the cake. Draco was about to tell him not to talk with his mouth full, but realized that probably wasn’t very important at the moment.

********

“Did he say ‘Harry’?” Ron asked Hermione as they stood outside the door. Hermione listened intently and as soon as she heard Harry’s voice started pounding on the door. Ron was shocked at her strength. “Hermione, you have a wand, you know,” Ron pointed out carefully. Hermione glared at him but continued pounding on the door.

“Open up! Open up right now!” Hermione shouted at the door.

The door was opened by one scowling Draco Malfoy who swiftly moved passed them and down the stairs. Hermione and Ron turned to look inside the room and found Harry sitting on the bed next to another Draco Malfoy.

“Um…didn’t we just see..?” Ron asked, confused. Hermione brushed him off with a wave of her hand and entered the room.

“Harry!” Hermione said, swooping in to hug Harry to her. Harry hugged her back and then released her but Hermione held on.

“Hermione, I’m ok,” Harry said. Hermione needed to let go. Harry felt unsure of being held by someone that wasn’t Draco. He glanced over to Draco to see if he was upset. He didn’t seem to be and Harry sighed in relief. Hermione eventually let him go and to Harry’s surprise, Ron moved in next and hugged him.

“Glad you’re back, mate,” Ron said, patting him on the back and releasing him. Harry was sure he saw a glint of tears in Ron’s eyes but couldn’t be sure as to Harry’s great enjoyment, Draco hugged him out of nowhere. Harry slowly brought his hands up to rest on Draco’s back lightly. Harry felt his magic pulsing. It felt so right to touch Draco and to have Draco touch him. He could definitely tell now that this was the ‘real’ Draco.

“You’re mine,” Draco whispered in his ear before moving away. Harry tingled at the feel of it all.

Draco tried not to glare at Granger and Weasley. How dare they barge into the room and hug Harry before he had even touched him!

“Draco,” Harry said and Draco’s attention snapped back to him, away from his friends. Draco seemed upset. Harry brushed his hand lightly along the back of Draco’s arm. Draco’s eyes followed his hand and his breath hitched. Harry needed Draco right now. Badly. Or Draco needed him, he wasn’t sure.

“Leave,” Draco said, turning to Granger and Weasley. He planned on being alone with Harry right now. His eyes were drawn back when Harry flicked his tongue out across his lips in an enticing gesture. Draco couldn’t understand it. At the moment, the most logical course of action would be to help Potter, offering him healing, food, water and whatever else he had possible been denied this past month in captivaty, but Draco knew that for some reason, he needed to just touch Potter right now.

“Malfoy!” Hermione shouted. “NO! Harry needs to be -” Hermione was cut off when Harry interrupted her.

“No, Hermione,” Harry said, turning his eyes away from Draco to look at his friend. “I’m fine,” Harry said, attempting to reassure her and Ron.

“But Harry!” Hermione said as Harry lost himself in Malfoy’s eyes again.

“Please!” Harry said.

Hermione, a bit hurt at being yelled at, decided it best to just do what Harry wanted right now. She certainly did not wish to upset him after all he’d been through. Turning, she grabbed Ron’s hand on the way out, who slightly blushed at the touch as he was dragged from the room and shut the door.

“So,” Draco said, glad they were finally alone. “Where were we?” he said, eyebrow raising.

“We were…” Harry began but he was cut off as Draco’s mouth descended onto his own.