Close Enough

Ch 54 Sex, sweat, and blood

It continued for what seemed to me to be days; the touching, pinching, scratching, fucking. Silent sobs ran though my body even after they had finally finished, tear stains now dried on my cheeks, eyes closed, face still pressed into the floor. Even after they stop touching me I can still feel their hands on me, their teeth on my neck, their words feel painted on my skin.

“See I told you I would make it good for you.”
“Look boys, he likes this.”
“Such a pretty man, Harry. So utterly beautiful.”
“I’m just glad we got to be your first.”

I can hear them dressing around me, yet I dare not look. I was unable to fight, to protect myself. I was outsmarted by one of my friends and put here to have the most horrific experience of my life. I cannot believe that Hermione would do this, I don’t understand! And how she could use the Imperius on not just one person but five to get me here. I hear the door open and close and the room goes silent around me; they have now left me bruised, battered, broken and alone. My body shivers against the cold of the room and I push at the bond, calling desperately to Draco for help. I am alone, gods only know where, silenced so I can’t scream for help, powers bound painfully inside of me; there is no hope except to get to Draco though the bond for help.

“Draco…” I watched my godfather quickly approach me, “Did you get through to him? Do you know where he is?” Severus asked, eyes full of concern.
“I can feel him… he’s hurt…. He’s calling to me… he needs me…” I begin to pace around the sitting area, eyes closed, “Where are you Harry…. Just tell me where those bastards have you and I’ll come for you….. just tell me where you are….”
“Harry probably can’t do that, Draco.” Severus says, perching on a chair, watching me pace. “He probably has no idea, especially since they took him away by portkey.” Calmly he continued, “He’s your mate, Draco. You have a powerful bond with him, and if you can feel him again, you need to use it. Had you two completed the bond already this would be easier.”
“Just tell me what to do you old bastard.” I snarled, glaring at my godfather. “If you know how to find him, how I can find him, then tell me how!!! My Mate is in pain, Severus! I can feel it!!!” I scream laying my hand over my chest, “So get to your point, before something more happens to him…”
“There is no need for the attitude Draco! Now SIT!” Severus bellows, standing in a whirl of his black robes, startling me into sitting back in my chair. “Now, you little brat. The bond is magic, Draco. Magic pulses through it at all times and all levels. I know that this works with fully bonded mates, but I am hoping it will work for you now.” Severus moved behind me, resting a hand on my shaking shoulder for support. “It is like finding the ending location on a traveling spell, you must follow the link. If you follow your bond with Harry, you will be able to find him and we can go bring him back to safety.”
“But Sev… I, the bond isn’t that strong yet. I mean I can feel him, and I can feel he is in pain, but it’s not strong enough for that…” I began to ramble only to be cut off by my godfather whacking me in the back of the head.
“Draco! Now is not the time to be questioning yourself, Harry, or the strength of your bond!! You will feel out Harry, you will find him! We will bring him back to us! And we will rip limbs from all those involved!” Severus growled moving in front of me and looking down at me severely, “Do I make myself clear?” I nod, mouth slightly slack at the pure rage I can feel radiating off of my elder Vampire. “Good, now concentrate, so we can get Harry home.”
I carefully closed my eyes, concentrating on nothing but Harry and the bond. I wrapped myself in the feeling of him and began pulling from the bond. Soon I could no longer hear the headmaster and Severus speaking behind me, or the crackle of the fireplace off somewhere to my right. I could not feel the chair I was perched upon, or the air in my lungs. The only thing that I knew and understood was my mate, and the need for the discovery of location. A room, empty, only one door. Colder, possibly underground. Close, but not on the grounds. It feels as though I am pulling my very soul out of my body trying to reach toward my mate; suddenly I snap back into myself.
“Hogsmead.” I rasp, shaking my head slightly as a wave of dizziness washes over me.
“What did you say?” my godfather asks me, handing me a glass of water, which I gratefully take a drink of.
“Hogsmead. Somewhere in the village, a basement probably.” I take another drink of the cold water, and stand from my chair. “Sev you are welcome to come with me if you wish, but I am leaving now.”
“Lead the way.” Severus said simply, following me out into the hallway before calling back to the headmaster, “We shall return with Mr. Potter. Please alert Poppy.”

Sweeping down the path toward Hogsmead, the closer we came to the village the stronger the pull toward Harry became; I could feel him stronger, the pain and fear nearly overwhelming. As I sped up, so did Severus; even without asking I had a feeling he knew why I was moving more quickly. Reaching the edge of the village I reach out for Harry again, attempting to discern a direction for us to head in; The Three Broomsticks.
“This way.” I mutter, hastening down the road toward the pub. With every step I can feel my own heart begin to race faster and it takes all my years of training as a Malfoy not to break into a full out run. Between the pounding of my feet, and that of my heart, I didn’t know if I would be able to feel Harry well enough to find him. Yet, the presence of Severus next to me, and the determined look on his face reassured me as I trudged on toward the pub as quickly as I could.
Severus reached the door before I did and wrenched it open, moving quickly toward the bar. I follow, stealing myself to yell at the old fool about not needing a drink at a time like this, but as I approach I hear him asking Madam Rosemerta not about drinks, but about rooms downstairs.

“Well, yes, there are rooms downstairs dear.” The woman replied with a smile, “Rentable for some coin.” Then giving Severus a strange look, “Why would you be looking for a room, school is still in isn’t it?” she glanced toward me and then back at Severus.
“No, Rosemerta, I don’t need a room. Have you rented any tonight?” he asked, in the most pleasant tone he could muster. I had to admit, Sev is a great actor when he wants to be.
“Well… no… I can’t say that I have.. Haven’t rented a room down there for nearly two months, not since that strange fellow came and rented one. Paid up front for the next three months of stay. Now that the winter is over not many people need an emergency place to stay, not that I mind. It’s nice not having that to worry about….” Severus interrupted her rambling, thankfully.
“Someone rented a room for months, isn’t that unusual, especially to pay for it upfront?” he asked, Rosemerta’s smile fading slightly.
“Well, come to think of it.. yes it is a bit strange.”
“And what does this man look like?” I chimed in, attempting to be polite and failing.
“I’m not sure, haven’t seen him since he paid me. Don’t rightly remember.” She said sounding slightly snippy. “If you’ll excuse me, I do have customers.” Severus waved her off, and looked to me.
“You’re sure this is where he is Draco?” he asked me, eyes narrowed.
“Yes!!” I hiss at him, “I swear he is here!”
“Then let’s go find him.” Severus said, sweeping off toward a stairwell heading downward toward the rental rooms. Walking quickly down the hall I noticed that all of the doors stood open as we passed. It seemed that they were only closed when occupied or rented previously; I sighed thinking, ‘That should make this easier.’ Thankful for not having to break into every room. I could feel Harry calling to me, pulling the bond toward himself, and thus drawing me down the hall. Coming to the end of the hall, we find the only closed door.
“He’s here.” I breathe, resting my hand on the door for a moment before I try the handle; locked. I pound on the door, “Harry?? Can you hear me?!” no response, so I pound on the door again, “Harry… love… can you hear me…” still no sound from the room, but the bond sings to me that he’s here.
“Step aside Draco.” I turn to Severus, who already has his wand raised. I move out of the way long enough for him to mutter the charm before I am back at the door, pushing it open. My blood runs cold as the combined smells of sex, sweat, and my mate’s blood meet my sensitive nose. “We shall have them for this Draco, do not doubt.” I hear Severus murmur as we both move toward my unconscious mate. I merely growl in response, gently untying Harry’s hands and gently taking him into my arms. Severus moved closer to me, placed a hand on my shoulder as well as Harry’s before muttering, “Portus.” Depositing us in the infirmary at Hogwarts, Harry still in my arms.