Dark Endings
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
5,438
Reviews:
23
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own Harry Potter. I don't profit from writing this.
What Happened
Title of Story: Dark Endings
Title of Chapter: What Happened
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Chapter Warnings: Nothing too risqué.
Chapter Summary: Draco tells Harry what happened and they decide to drive.
Draco nodded and began to tell the tale as best he could.
He wrung his hands together and stared at the floor as he opened his mouth. Something about Potter’s eyes left him terrified and absolutely thrilled.
“Well, I was talking to mother when father burst into the room talking about how the Dark Lord had somehow found out, and we had to leave immediately. So we all packed as quickly as we could, and then we Apparated to a dock along the coast, and we got on a ship. We figured we were safe, because we hadn’t seen any Death Eaters following us, but Severus had already warned us that a few of the Death Eaters had a mission to find us and kill us. So um, we were really nervous, and none of us have really eaten in the past few days. After a few hours at sea – we were going to America to try to escape – we were starting to calm down some, but not enough to eat or anything, and then, um…” Draco swallowed and looked around the room before continuing.
“Father had some Firewhiskey with him, and he and mother drank it, chasing it down with Vodka and rum, but I didn’t want any, and since their stomachs were empty, they got drunk really fast, and then someone conjured a storm. A violent storm, too, and it was destroying the ship. It was sinking whenever I Apparated. You were the first person I thought of. I don’t know why, but you were, and so I Apparated us to you, and um. . . here we are. You. . . you saved our lives, Potter. Thank you. . . ”
While Draco had spoken softly the whole time, he finished his tale almost silently.
Harry took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ah, so. . . you are still in danger, yes?”
The blond heads of hair nodded in sync at Harry’s obvious question.
“We will return to Malfoy Manor once I have packed. I will be protecting you from Voldemort. You will protect me from the Dursleys and Dumbledore and any legal action I stumble into. Understood?”
The Malfoys nodded again.
“Why do you want to be protected from Dumbledore, Potter?” Draco asked as he lay back against the pillows Harry had conjured for them.
Harry’s eyes narrowed at the Slytherin, who scooted away from the open space on the bed.
“It just so happens, my loving Draco, that Dumbledore is a manipulative bastard, and I desire immunity from his controlling ways. Can you understand that much or shall I explain again?” Harry asked icily.
Draco was floored, but nodded silently nonetheless. The three blonds watched as Harry waved his wand once, a few articles of clothing folding themselves, sighed, and set the wand down.
“What’re you doing, Potter?” Draco asked again, cursing himself as he saw Harry’s eyes flick towards him again.
“Malfoy, shut up.”
Harry opened his hands palm down, and with a sudden flick, turned his palms so it faced the ceiling. All of his stuff was packed, his room was clean and returned to normal, and everything was ready. Simple.
“Wow. . .” Narcissa said. “Mr. Potter, just how strong are you?” she asked with awe in her voice.
“Ah, Mrs. Malfoy, I wouldn’t want to give away that secret, would I?” Harry said teasingly.
“Come on, you three. We can either disapparate, or if you want to wait a moment, we can drive. Which would you prefer?” Harry asked.
“Drive?”
“I have this, and I can enlarge it again. It’s a real car, you know. Just. . . travel size,” Harry explained to Narcissa, holding out a small model of a limousine.
The blond woman clapped happily but asked, “Who would drive it?”
“Drives itself,” Harry said without much explanation.
“Oh, let’s drive, can’t we, Lucius?” Narcissa said, flashing puppy eyes at her husband.
Lucius sighed and told Harry, “You see why she’s so spoiled? If I wasn’t wealthy, she’d have broken me so long ago.” He laughed softly and got off the bed, pulling his wife with him.
“Come on, then, Malfoys. We have a bit to go, and I’m going to need some things changed.” Harry had just opened his door when he heard someone call for him.
“And just where do you think you’re going, boy?!”
A/N: Hey, guys. Just letting you know I moved and don't have internet access just yet. I'm also in the middle of getting a laptop, so this whole...having all my files on this computer, needing to switch them to an external hard drive, and all that? Yeah, it's putting a crimp in my uploading, and even more bothersome to me, my editing. I apologize sincerely and I hope it doesn't make you stop reading or reviewing this story. I'll get everything straightened out as quickly as I can. Believe me, I don't like it either!
Review!
Title of Chapter: What Happened
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Chapter Warnings: Nothing too risqué.
Chapter Summary: Draco tells Harry what happened and they decide to drive.
Draco nodded and began to tell the tale as best he could.
He wrung his hands together and stared at the floor as he opened his mouth. Something about Potter’s eyes left him terrified and absolutely thrilled.
“Well, I was talking to mother when father burst into the room talking about how the Dark Lord had somehow found out, and we had to leave immediately. So we all packed as quickly as we could, and then we Apparated to a dock along the coast, and we got on a ship. We figured we were safe, because we hadn’t seen any Death Eaters following us, but Severus had already warned us that a few of the Death Eaters had a mission to find us and kill us. So um, we were really nervous, and none of us have really eaten in the past few days. After a few hours at sea – we were going to America to try to escape – we were starting to calm down some, but not enough to eat or anything, and then, um…” Draco swallowed and looked around the room before continuing.
“Father had some Firewhiskey with him, and he and mother drank it, chasing it down with Vodka and rum, but I didn’t want any, and since their stomachs were empty, they got drunk really fast, and then someone conjured a storm. A violent storm, too, and it was destroying the ship. It was sinking whenever I Apparated. You were the first person I thought of. I don’t know why, but you were, and so I Apparated us to you, and um. . . here we are. You. . . you saved our lives, Potter. Thank you. . . ”
While Draco had spoken softly the whole time, he finished his tale almost silently.
Harry took a deep breath and exhaled. “Ah, so. . . you are still in danger, yes?”
The blond heads of hair nodded in sync at Harry’s obvious question.
“We will return to Malfoy Manor once I have packed. I will be protecting you from Voldemort. You will protect me from the Dursleys and Dumbledore and any legal action I stumble into. Understood?”
The Malfoys nodded again.
“Why do you want to be protected from Dumbledore, Potter?” Draco asked as he lay back against the pillows Harry had conjured for them.
Harry’s eyes narrowed at the Slytherin, who scooted away from the open space on the bed.
“It just so happens, my loving Draco, that Dumbledore is a manipulative bastard, and I desire immunity from his controlling ways. Can you understand that much or shall I explain again?” Harry asked icily.
Draco was floored, but nodded silently nonetheless. The three blonds watched as Harry waved his wand once, a few articles of clothing folding themselves, sighed, and set the wand down.
“What’re you doing, Potter?” Draco asked again, cursing himself as he saw Harry’s eyes flick towards him again.
“Malfoy, shut up.”
Harry opened his hands palm down, and with a sudden flick, turned his palms so it faced the ceiling. All of his stuff was packed, his room was clean and returned to normal, and everything was ready. Simple.
“Wow. . .” Narcissa said. “Mr. Potter, just how strong are you?” she asked with awe in her voice.
“Ah, Mrs. Malfoy, I wouldn’t want to give away that secret, would I?” Harry said teasingly.
“Come on, you three. We can either disapparate, or if you want to wait a moment, we can drive. Which would you prefer?” Harry asked.
“Drive?”
“I have this, and I can enlarge it again. It’s a real car, you know. Just. . . travel size,” Harry explained to Narcissa, holding out a small model of a limousine.
The blond woman clapped happily but asked, “Who would drive it?”
“Drives itself,” Harry said without much explanation.
“Oh, let’s drive, can’t we, Lucius?” Narcissa said, flashing puppy eyes at her husband.
Lucius sighed and told Harry, “You see why she’s so spoiled? If I wasn’t wealthy, she’d have broken me so long ago.” He laughed softly and got off the bed, pulling his wife with him.
“Come on, then, Malfoys. We have a bit to go, and I’m going to need some things changed.” Harry had just opened his door when he heard someone call for him.
“And just where do you think you’re going, boy?!”
A/N: Hey, guys. Just letting you know I moved and don't have internet access just yet. I'm also in the middle of getting a laptop, so this whole...having all my files on this computer, needing to switch them to an external hard drive, and all that? Yeah, it's putting a crimp in my uploading, and even more bothersome to me, my editing. I apologize sincerely and I hope it doesn't make you stop reading or reviewing this story. I'll get everything straightened out as quickly as I can. Believe me, I don't like it either!
Review!