Home Wrecker

Title: Home Wrecker
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Status/Part: Part Three
Rating: NC-17 FRAO
Pairing: HP/DM
Date: 15-Oct-05
Key words: M/M Violence, language, mentions of rape and torture, ANGST, Mpreg. Slash

Summary: Harry and Draco are in a relationship. Draco is duped one day by friends and was lead and kept forcibly away for five years until he makes his way back to Harry.

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 Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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Beta: Jadzia, and she does excellent work


The screaming of a tortured soul awoke the battle-scarred man. Pulling the thrashing man to his chest, Harry quietly whispered in his ear hoping to soothe him. Some of the words finally got through to the maltreated man and he broke down sobbing on the comforting chest of his former lover. “Har, Har, Harry” was released on a sigh. “Home, I’m home?” Draco sunk further into sleep leaving the other man wide awake to wonder what in the seven levels of Hades had happened to Draco before sleep reclaimed him.

The former Gryffindor woke hours later to find a pair of dull gray eyes looking into his. He cupped a hand to a cheek and said “Can you get up by yourself?” The blonde nodded and tried to get to his feet. Luck wasn’t riding with him today. Harry stood and pulled the blond to him before picking him up and carrying him into the bathroom. Finally, both were finished and they went back to the bed. Snapping his fingers again, Harry called for Oscar again and ordered another light dinner for the two of them. Again he fed Draco, happy to see that his former lover ate more this time and looked better.

Looking into the gray eyes that were regaining some of their luster, Harry said very seriously, “Draco Damien Lucius Malfoy, I love you. I have never stopped loving you and nothing will change that. Now start at the beginning and tell me what happened.” Harry got them both settled again and waited.

The blond let his eyes drift shut as his memories came flooding back. Five very long and painful years came back and he had two of the Weasleys to thank for that. Slowly he began, breathing deeply as he gathered his words.

“Five years ago I was stupid. I let someone who has always hated me and someone I once trusted convince me of things I should never have believed. They managed to spin their lies in the most convincing manner and made me believe your love would turn to hate if I stayed and questioned you about any of it.” The blond stopped talking and took a shuddering breath. Harry stroked Draco’s arms as he folded them across the blond’s chest, safely holding them. He was determined to show the support he knew Draco would need to continue this waking nightmare.

Draco tried to ease back closer to the warm chest behind him, only to realize he was as close as he could be. Taking a deep breath, he started again. “I was so confused. I had just found out something joyous and wasn’t sure how to tell you or how you would react. They arrived and started talking and I got more confused and they got more convincing. I let them move me out that day and have regretted it every minute of every day that I’ve been gone.” Draco stopped talking and wiped the tears from his face.

The raven haired man wished he could wave his wand and make it all disappear to help his lover. Since that wasn’t an option, Harry kissed Draco on top of his head before he started telling Draco what he had done.

“My dragon, let me help you a little. I know what they said and how they moved you out. When I came home that night and found you gone, I went to them for comfort. The attitude I met was confusing. I always thought they loved me and accepted us. They were almost gleeful and I noticed changes in their house and the ring she was wearing. They had a sudden windfall and it just didn’t feel right. I convinced Ron to go with me to drown my sorrows in a few butterbeers.” Harry paused, gathering his thoughts and allowing Draco to shift to a more comfortable position.

“I have to admit I used Legimens on him without his permission once he was drunk. What I saw nearly killed me and then I wanted to kill them. I obliviated his memory of me taking the information from his mind and I left him there to get home on his own.”

Harry stopped talking again and growled low in his chest at that memory. “They’re lucky I didn’t kill both of them, that night or any time since. I found out it was Pansy’s idea how to make you “disappear”. It’s something they will never forget, I made sure of that.” Harry stopped speaking and wiped tears off his face as he felt Draco’s tears splashing onto their folded arms.

Draco moved his hands and ran them soothingly over his lover’s thighs. They had survived the war and so many other obstacles only to be undone by their “friends”. The blond’s stomach growled again and Harry chuckled. Calling for Oscar again, he ordered some more light food and fruit puree for them. When it arrived, they snacked in silence. Draco finally was able to feed himself. Harry had to know the rest of the story and only Draco could tell him that. Harry wouldn’t force his way into the blond’s mind.

“Draco, can you tell me where they took you? I couldn’t find out in Ron’s mind and I searched where I could from what I could get. I ran into dead ends every time. I never gave up hope. When I couldn’t be out there looking, I hired people to look. I still have people looking for you.” Harry sighed and leaned around enough to kiss Draco’s cheek. It felt good to be holding the real him, not a dream. The blond let his head fall back to the broad shoulder behind him. He was feeling better all the time at being in Harry’s arms again.

Harry picked up his tale again. “I searched the alleys and everywhere I could think. I stopped in at Gringotts and was worried when they told me there was only one substantial amount taken from the vaults. I knew you better than that. You would always have enough concealed to take care of yourself. I really began to worry the longer you were gone and they hadn’t seen or heard from you in years.” Harry let his thoughts stop and just let his feelings take over. Just holding Draco was the best thing he’d felt since he’d gone missing.

After a comfortable pause and the chance to renew the feel of each other, Harry began again. “I wondered what you were living on or who was taking care of you. After seeing you in the shower, it’s clear someone was not taking care of you. Tell me love, share it with me, you’ll feel better and we will make the responsible parties pay dearly for it.” Harry could feel the anger building at the person or persons responsible for mutilating the once pristine skin of his lover. The scars didn’t off put Harry, but he knew how much the Slytherin’s pride would be wounded over them.

Draco sighed. Was he up to it now? Would he be able to do it later? The answer to both questions was a resounding no but he knew it was inevitable. Summoning up what little strength he had, he began. “They convinced me because I was confused and scared so I let them take me away. It was only going to be for a week or two at the most until I could figure out if you really loved me or not.” He stopped as his mind shifted back to that nightmare of a day. Thoughts came flooding back before he started speaking again.

“They did a good job sabotaging our relationship. It was my fault for believing them over what I knew was true. I should have had more faith in you. I know you told me everyday and sometimes multiple times a day you loved me. It’s just there were times when I would catch you looking at another bloke and I’d get jealous and insecure. They had seen it several times and used it to their advantage.” The blond just shook his head, still having a hard time believing he had been that gullible. He felt Harry nuzzle into his neck and kiss him in a spot that had missed those lips. Draco groaned in pleasure, just being this close to Harry was good, even if nothing else were to happen.

Taking a ragged breath, Draco started again. “They invented instances of you coming close to crossing the line and I was too gullible. On top of that I had just learned I was three months pregnant and I was feeling a lot of different things. I wasn’t sure you would want me or a baby and that on top of what they were saying, it was too much and I had to get away. Ron packed while Pansy made the arrangements. I should never have trusted her, there was a reason we called her the Slytherin Supreme Bitch.” Draco stopped talking as he felt Harry’s chest rise and fall behind him. Harry was actually laughing. Draco felt the joy in that too, but what was Harry laughing at?

Harry felt the blond stiffen slightly when he started laughing and immediately knew why.
“Draco, I’m not laughing at you. I’ve never done that and never will. It was just funny to hear you refer to her as the Slytherin Supreme Bitch. We used to call her something close to that in the tower. I think we left out the supreme though. Do you want to take a break before you tell me more? Something tells me it only gets worse and I don’t want you collapsing on me. I want you to get better and be with me. Not sexually, until you are ready, but just be here.”

Draco knew exactly what Harry was saying now. He tried to chuckle about the bitch too, but it only caused his run down body to respond with half laughs mixed with half wracking coughs. He finally regained his breathing enough to start again. “When they took me to the Muggle docks, she told me it was to help me “escape and not be traceable”. I didn’t even think to question her. I forgot how powerful you were and that you could probably trace me anywhere. I never even questioned how they were going to hide my magical signature from you.” The blond stopped here for a minute, realizing he had started crying. His emotions were so all over the board, it was worse than a Muggle roller coaster. Wiping tears and gathering strength as Harry kissed his temple and held him tighter he spoke again.

“They helped me onto a ship, I forget the name. I remember they helped me to a good size room and said these were my quarters and that I’d be home after the cruise.” I thanked them, they helped me unpack and they left. I settled down for a nap and tried thinking things through. When I woke up there was a complimentary meal set out for me and I ate it.” Draco closed his eyes and leaned back into Harry, trying to absorb the quiet strength that was there for him. Harry had always made him feel safe and protected. He learned that lesson too late, but he’d learned from it and would never forget or abuse that again. Harry had brought his legs closer in so they were almost on top of Draco’s. He wanted them to be as close as possible. Harry needed to show Draco he would hold him and protect him as he told of his nightmare.

Draco felt himself cocooned by Harry. He felt safe enough to continue as the next part tripped from his mouth. “I fell asleep for the next three days. Anyway, the “Captain” came down when I was finally awake. He was a nasty bastard and that was putting it mildly. It made me wonder how dear Miss “Never get my hands dirty" knew about him, but it shouldn’t have surprised me. The part that bothered me was they even knew about the baby before they left the ship. They left me to that fate knowing I carried your baby.” Draco had to stop again, taking deep breaths to calm himself before continuing. He laid there panting and crying, not just for himself and the baby, but for what Harry had gone through for the five years. Somehow, his heart told him Harry had never given up on him.