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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,533
Reviews:
4
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Currently Reading:
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Remus was the one who had herd the front door open and the extremely strange sounds as if something was being slowly dragged around accompanied by a soft thud. It was only after a few moments that the distinct smell of blood assaulted his nose.
“Serious. I think some ones hurt and entered the house.”
“Huh? Seriously why haven’t they said anything?”
“I don’t know.”
They spoke quietly in the kitchen and then moved cautiously towards the stairs. They used a sneaking charm as to not be heard while moving around and peeked in the opened bathroom door. Both had fallowed the trail of blood and were shocked to see the oldest potter boy sitting in a towel and treating some serious looking wounds while softly singing to himself. They were to confuse and stunned to do anything or say anything so instead they watch.
It had been almost 3 weeks since Harry had run away from school and vanished. He had not been on good terms with anyone from the order since his entering Hogwarts. They moved back and into the shadows when He looked almost done. As the boy moved from one room to the next it took quick thinking and reactions from Remus to keep Serious form angrily exposing them as his room was entered.
They listened to the quiet lovely tenor voice as it sang softly to no one in particular until the boy once again exited the room. Both waited a few minutes before approaching the open door of the next room Harry had entered. When they saw Harry lying in an overlarge black robe on the bed lovingly stroking the picture while occasional tears slid from his innocent green eyes their hearts nearly stopped. Their whole views and beliefs surrounding the troubled youth became shattered. They were confused; it was when he slipped into the realm of unconsciousness that they finally moved from their frozen places in the doorway.
“Dumbledore… we have found Harry… I think you should tell Madam Pomfrey to be ready for a patient. He has at least two broken bones.”
The next thing Harry knew was that he had awoken laying in a familiar bed staring up at the white ceiling of Hogwarts hospital wing. There was the distinct taste of potions lingering in his mouth and an over all refreshed feeling that was void of most pain.
He felt relieved and safe just as he had oh so many times in the past after waking mostly recovered in the sterile environment. It only took a few minutes till someone had noticed he was awake and then Pomfrey was at his side speaking, and questioning him while shoving more potions down his throat. It was just took a little longer and the hospital wing had been field with so many loved ones that, to his knowledge, he had already lost. What ever was happening to him that had shoved him into this alternate world it didn’t matter. Harry was so happy to see so many that he loved alive that nothing would matter. He would take on every thing that has happened to him and then what ever will happen to him just so they could keep on living.
“Serious. I think some ones hurt and entered the house.”
“Huh? Seriously why haven’t they said anything?”
“I don’t know.”
They spoke quietly in the kitchen and then moved cautiously towards the stairs. They used a sneaking charm as to not be heard while moving around and peeked in the opened bathroom door. Both had fallowed the trail of blood and were shocked to see the oldest potter boy sitting in a towel and treating some serious looking wounds while softly singing to himself. They were to confuse and stunned to do anything or say anything so instead they watch.
It had been almost 3 weeks since Harry had run away from school and vanished. He had not been on good terms with anyone from the order since his entering Hogwarts. They moved back and into the shadows when He looked almost done. As the boy moved from one room to the next it took quick thinking and reactions from Remus to keep Serious form angrily exposing them as his room was entered.
They listened to the quiet lovely tenor voice as it sang softly to no one in particular until the boy once again exited the room. Both waited a few minutes before approaching the open door of the next room Harry had entered. When they saw Harry lying in an overlarge black robe on the bed lovingly stroking the picture while occasional tears slid from his innocent green eyes their hearts nearly stopped. Their whole views and beliefs surrounding the troubled youth became shattered. They were confused; it was when he slipped into the realm of unconsciousness that they finally moved from their frozen places in the doorway.
“Dumbledore… we have found Harry… I think you should tell Madam Pomfrey to be ready for a patient. He has at least two broken bones.”
The next thing Harry knew was that he had awoken laying in a familiar bed staring up at the white ceiling of Hogwarts hospital wing. There was the distinct taste of potions lingering in his mouth and an over all refreshed feeling that was void of most pain.
He felt relieved and safe just as he had oh so many times in the past after waking mostly recovered in the sterile environment. It only took a few minutes till someone had noticed he was awake and then Pomfrey was at his side speaking, and questioning him while shoving more potions down his throat. It was just took a little longer and the hospital wing had been field with so many loved ones that, to his knowledge, he had already lost. What ever was happening to him that had shoved him into this alternate world it didn’t matter. Harry was so happy to see so many that he loved alive that nothing would matter. He would take on every thing that has happened to him and then what ever will happen to him just so they could keep on living.