Draco's Companion

A/N-Alrighty, thank you for the great reveiws. I'll get right to it!

Chapter Six: Meetings

Harry and Draco were to start school in less then a week. They had a meeting with their Lord tommorow. Saying they were nervous was a huge understatement. Since Harry first arrived the boys had slowly changed. They hadn't hit puberty yet, and still wouldn't for a couple more years but they had definately changed. Harry was still pretty small. At least four inches shorter than Draco. His hair was sleek, straight. It hung around his face perfectly, framing it, but hiding his scar which he had come to hate. He felt it connected him to the muggle family he had left behind. He had the best glasses money could buy, he was too young to get his eyes corrected permanatly. He was still growing of course. His glasses were rectangular and made his green eyes stand out brilliantly.

Draco was at least 5 feet, which was pretty tall for an 11 year old. His perfect blonde hair was slicked back, showing off his delicate, yet strong features at the same time. His skin was still the palest of skin tones, but it made him scary, which made him beautiful.

Both boys were definately going to grow into heartbreakers.

The only problem with Harry that Lucius was trying desperately to correct is that when it came to Draco, Harry was a complete pushover. That was a problem. Harry needed to be strong without Draco, and he needed to be able to stand his ground in front of Draco. If Draco and Harry ever disagreed on something, it was only for a moment. Then Harry would completely change his mind and agree with Draco, like he was afraid that Draco would get mad.

Lucius had watched the boys grow up, and he was worried. Not about their meeting with their Lord, that was going to be a breeze for the two brilliant boys, but he was worried for them from...each other. He remembered that when they were 7 they would share a bed, and when he distinctly forbid that, he would enter the room some mornings and Draco would be in Harry's bed with him. Even now if he was unseen and stepped into the room he'd catch the boys in compromising positions. From just staring at each other, to laying down, to being completely tangled in each others arms, even their legs a tangled mass above the covers. He seen the looks they gave each other when they thought no one was looking. It was un-natural. And the fact that Draco was completely obsessed with Harry didn't help at all. He had to know everything Harry did everyday. Every little detail, down to what time he took a piss. For some reason Harry never found that odd. He just answered the questions diligently.

Lucius knew that he exercised his rules carefully under his roof. When the boys knew he was coming, they would pull apart and almost look ashamed. Almost.

Then Lucius got to thinking. Maybe they didn't know that what they were doing was wrong? Maybe it just seemed natural, because they had spent all of their time together for so many years?

Lucius didn't know how to talk to them about it. They were to be going to school in six days. That was scary, if they were roomed together, which he was sure they would demand, then what would happen? He wouldn't be there to keep them away from each other.

The other problem with Harry is that he hadn't been outside of Malfoy Manor for more then 3 years. The boy wasn't complaining, but he had grown accustomed to Draco, Narcissa, and himself. Even Snape. Once he was in the real world, dealing with real people who would not be shy to express themselves to him, who didn't know his secrets, and didn't really know him that well, he would plummet. He would still be great but he would be shy and untrustworthy, relying even more on Draco.

Draco and Harry entered the room, their gazes on each other. Once they seen Lucius sitting in his high-backed chair they faltered.

"Father" Draco said with a slight nod.

"Sir." from Harry.

"Are you boys confident?" Snarled Lucius.

"Yes, Sir." They both said.

"Mr. Malfoy, I just want to thank you. For everything. Your training has prepared us for a lot. We are only eleven years old, look at my muscles!" Harry exclaimed, flexing his bare arm.

Lucius looked at it respectfully. "Now Harry, muscle is not even near the power you have to reach. I know you and Draco both have very good brains, your smart boys. You will be great tommorow. Our Master is not nice-"

"-And not forgiving. We know father." Draco finished.

Lucius looked at Draco with contempt in his eyes.

"Do not interrupt me Draco. Everything I tell you is for your own good, and you better take it seriously. I should be able to tell you something fifty times in a row, and you will respect it each and every time. If you cut off our Lord while he was speaking do you think he would be leniant with you? I'm doing what I think is best for you both, and you better start showing me a little bit more respect."

Harry's eyes widened. Those words were only too familiar. Even in the three years that he hadn't seen his Uncle Vernon those words, along with others, haunted him.

Even though it had been drilled into his head to always be strong, he couldn't help the unreasonable fear growing within him. His palms went sweaty and he started to tremble. Draco noticed right away, Lucius did not.

"Now go to bed, get a good rest. Tommorow will be hard and you need a good night's rest."

"Yes, Sir" They said together. Harry almost choked on his words. Why was this happening to him now? When he needed to be the strongest he could be.

Harry walked quickly up the stairs to his and Draco's room, Draco in tow.

"What's happening?" Draco asked immediatly after he closed the door.

"I don't know. Something your dad said reminded me of my Uncle Vernon. I haven't even thought about him in years and all of a sudden I did. It scared me. I'm still scared of that damned muggle! How can I help make the world better when I'm still afraid of nasty, rotten muggles? This isn't right!" Harry looked like he was going to have a panic attack.

Draco walked over to him quickly and put his arms around the smaller boy, leaning his face into Harry's hair. He breathed in Harry's scent deeply and Harry looked up into his eyes. They stood like that for a few moments, and Draco slowly lowered his face until his lips touched Harry's. It wasn't an intense kiss. Just lips touching lips, but it still made Draco's stomach flutter like there was 10 butterflies within it. Harry felt himself melt into Draco's touch. He felt his cheeks burning with the blush that was heating up his entire body. He was so warm! Draco slowly pulled his lips away, and he just stood there and looked into Harry's eyes. He could tell Harry was uncomfortable.

"Mine." Draco whispered, lowering his face into Harry's hair again.

Harry backed away, moving towards his bed. Draco looked up when Harry was beggining to pull away and seen that Harry was crying. He was trying to hide it from Draco, but he couldn't.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked.

"Do you think this is right for me? I wonder why God put me on the beach that day."

"Of course it is. You are here, with me. If you leave I will find you Harry. I'm never going to let you out of my sight, and I'll never let you get hurt. Never. I'm not going to ask why other powers did what they did. I'm grateful, because I have you now. Don't ever try and leave Harry. I'm serious. I would be so lost without you." Draco told him "Now stop crying. Your way better then the muggles, and your going to do great tommorow. We will probably be the youngest kids to ever meet our lord. Take that blessing. Stop being afraid of everything. In the end of it you have me. That's what matters."

Harry nodded his head slowly. His tears stopped flowing and he laid in his bed that night reflecting. Draco was right of course.

Draco was always right.

Harry just needed to suck it up, and do what is right. The right thing is going to meet their Lord tommorow and impressing him. Draco was right, Harry had Draco. What more did he really need? Draco was his only friend, he was all Harry had ever had in his life, and that was enough for Harry to respect him, to respect Lucius. They took him in three years ago when he was a small child, beaten and abused. He would be forever greatful.

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Harry awoke with a start. He felt a weight beside him and realized that Draco was in his bed. Draco rolled over and wrapped his arms tightly around Harry.

"Never leave me" He mumbled in his sleep.

Harry dozed again.

Lucius entered the room at 11 A.M, he figured that letting the boys sleep in would be the best thing to do. Lord knows that they would be tested thoroughly today. He stopped in the doorway when he seen Draco wrapped around Harry.

He clunked his cane on the floor roughly, jolting both of the children awake. "Up. Get up. Get dressed and get downstairs. We have to get you boys ready. I will be taking you to our Lord in no less then 6 hours. Now I know your tired but we will go through one final training session. Your going to need your wits about you." and with that he was gone.

"Im nervous" Harry confessed as soon as the door was closed.

"Me too." Draco turned and caught Harry giving him a weird look.

"Really? You mean it? That actually makes me feel a bit better. Knowing it isn't just me."

"It will never be only you Harry. I'll be here." Draco assured him.

They dressed in companionable silence, wearing their best black robes, As Lucius had told them to wear. They left the room and shut the bedroom door with a snap.

They went over all of the simple defensive spells and easy brewing potions that they had learned. They did a great job, and Lucius was never more proud.

They ate a quick dinner, the boys barely touching their food.

"Stop being so nervous. As long as your loyal and don't cross him you will have no problems. I agreed to this a year ago and I've trained you with things that I think would be important to know. I'm not leading you into this blindly." Lucius assured them.

"Now, let's get going. Don't forget your wands." He pointed out as they were walking away. Both boys' wands were laying on the table, beside their plates, forgotten. Narcissa was still eating her meal slowly.

"Good luck boys." She said quickly and took a sip of water.


A/N-Next chappie--Voldemort and the boys! Dun dun dun. This chapter was more for explaining them growing up. I know i'm skipping the years, but it needs to be done.