Fools for Love

**This fan fic has nothing to do with the wizard world. I only used the names of the characters in the books, nothing else is the same. And I made some of my own characters**

**this contains sexual content and abuse. As well as homophobia, language and some discussions of self harm. Viewer discretion advised**

BOOK CODE:

*** =POV switch

*/ =Trigger Warning

••• =some time later/time passed

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Harry Potter was seventeen. He went to a small high school in Maine, filled with bland students and drab teachers, the decorations on the walls lacking color and light. Except for Draco. Handsome as a devil, and charming and witty. Draco was a rather quiet jock.He was drooled over by the girls, admired by the boys, and respected by the teachers.

There were several classes of kid in Harry's school. You had the top of the food chain: toxic popular. The girls were putrid, with slutty makeup and sex on their minds, the guys were bullies. Hard core bullies. Beat up everyday bullies. Then there were the mean popular. Girls and boys were both bullies, mainly verbally though, these guys weren't nearly as bad. Then there were the kind popular kids. This consisted of some of the football, basketball, and baseball teams, and the nice cheerleaders and gymnasts. And then of course the occasional track star. Then there were the below popular kids: the kids that didn't include themselves, the ones that were well known but not popular. And lastly you had the punching box-material kids: like Harry. The ones you could make fun of and beat without anyone putting up a fight.

Harry jerked forward as a hand smacked his desk.

Professor Snape was looking down on him with a deepening frown. Harry could tell he'd just asked a question.

"Uh sorry what was that?" Harry muttered looking at the Professor.

"Do you have an answer to the problem on the board?" Harry looked to the board, the writing on the chalkboard was half erased.

"Uh no. I can't see it." He said pointing to the board.

"Really?" Shape hissed glaring daggers and the whole class. "Can't go one bloody day without making my life a mess." He Scribbled the equation down again and looked to Harry. Harry had always loved math. He dug some parchment out of his desk and quickly wrote the problem down. He chewed on his pen, adding the numbers up quickly in his head.

"Um the answer is fourteen point seven three squared?" He asked going over his writing again.

"Cough-Nerd-cough" David snickered tossing a piece of crumple paper at the back of Harry's head. The class giggled along until the Professor looked back.

"What's so funny?" Snape seethed writing another equation. "Mr. Chapman if you are willing to make fun of Mr. Potter perhaps you'd like to solve one of your own." He erased the previous equation and rewrote another one. Harry already had the answer.

"Uh. Um. Er." David scrambled for his paper trying to solve the equation.

"Cat got your tongue?" Asked a voice to Harry's left. A small hum of laughter passed through the classroom.

"Oh shut it Malfoy it's not like you understand it." David growled.

Harry stole a glance to his left, catching sight of a handsome blonde haired boy. Football. Harry thought to himself. Definitely a jock. But the boy had written down the problem and apparently has an answer.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy?" Asked Snape.

"I believe the answer negative is two point oh cubed." He said glancing down at his sheet.

Harry's grinned. Wrong. His hand popped up.

"Mr. Potter?"

"Two point oh two cubed." Said Harry.

"Correct."

Harry smirked crumpling up the paper. The bell rang loud and clear through the room and the class fluttered to life as everyone packed up their things. Harry walked out of class first, in quiet the good mood. Who was the blonde haired, grey eyed prince that had sat by him? Malfoy. Draco Malfoy? He had heard the name before. Draco Malfoy played football. He was good at it too. He jerked back as a hand grabbed his shirt collar. Great. On his way to lunch too.

"Hey Potter." Hissed David. His friends laughed behind him. "Betcha really enjoyed your few minutes in the Math spotlight."

"Yep" Harry said. David grabbed his shirt pinking him against the lockers. His fist connected with Harry's stomach. Harry grunted and hunched over.

"Very funny retard." He grumbled tossing Harry's glasses aside.

"Hold em up." David growled. His friends pressed Harry up against the lockers.

"Bet your gay ass is falling for that Malfoy son of a bitch." David snickered punching Harry square in the jaw.

"That's gonna hurt tomorrow." Harry mumbled. David snarled in frustration and hit him right in the middle of his face. Blood poured from Harry's nose.

"That too. Are you done? I'm hungry." Harry said. He knew that he should shut up, but making fun of David was just so tempting. Two more punches to his ribs.

"Ow." Harry breathed.

David drew his fist back with a huge grin.

"That's enough Chapman." Came a booming voice. David turned to see Draco flanked by one of his football buddies. Harry sighed with relief. Maybe he'd get lunch after all.

"Oh yeah." David said motioning to drop Harry. His feet hit the ground and turned to jelly.

"Ouch. He hissed as he flattened on the ground.

"Or what?" David said, smiling wide.

"Or we'll beat your ass." Draco seethed stepping forward. He was more muscle bound and taller than David. His friend was huge, at least two times the size of the other two boys.The lunchroom doors opened and out walked-Flora?

"Harry! Oh my god what did you do to him you bastard!?"

David was angry, Harry could tell. He walked off with his friends fuming.

Flora ran to harry fussing as she dabbed away the blood on his nose.

"God I leave you alone for one minute and that douche gets to you. I thought they were suspended." She grumbled.

Harry snickered.

"What?" Flora hissed.

"Nothing." Harry laughed out loud.

"What?" Flora asked again more urgent. "Tell me!"

"You alright Potter?" Asked a blurry figure.

"Maybe? There are a bunch of you." Harry mumbled confused.

"Damnit." Flora hissed. "He got your glasses. That ass." A hand grabbed Harry's, lifting him up.

"Ah ow ow watch the ribs." He gasped leaning into the figure.

"Yeah let's get you to the nurse." Said the blur. Who is that? Harry wondered. The voice was certainly familiar.

"Harry tell me everything when you get back." She grabbed him in a hug, whispering in his ear. "And tell me about the hunk too." She said with a laugh. Harry punched her in what he thought was her shoulder.

"My bag is hurt." She said sarcastically.

The figure grabbed his waist helping him walk through the halls. Whoever it was they smelled amazing. like fresh mint, some kind of apple or pear, and cologne. Harry stopped.

"Hurts." He groaned leaning into the figure.

"We're almost there Potter." The voice said holding him up.

When they reached the nurse she helped Harry down on the mattress. She handed Harry a small cup of water.

"Thank you Draco. You may go back to class."

Harry choked on the drink sitting forward and coughing. Draco was patting his back.

"You alright Potter?" He asked sitting beside Harry. Harry was coughing mad, turning red.

"Potter?" Draco looked around. The nurse was gone and the boy beside him was still hacking. He didn't know Potter. Didn't even know his first name. Wait, that Flora girl had called him Harry.

"I'm-fine." He breathed still coughing but less violently.

The nurse came back with his glasses.

"Here you are Harry. You may leave now Draco." Draco left walking back down the empty halls to the lunch room. Harry cleaned himself up as best as possible before sticking his glasses on and following Draco's footsteps.

Draco threw himself down beside Blaise.

"You alright Malfoy?" Vincent asked.

"Yeah, little trouble with Chapman." He grumbled. He had missed the lunch line.

"Here." Said Greg with a face full of chocolate. He handed Malfoy a wrap.

"Oh damn! Thanks Greg!" He laughed unwrapping the sandwich.

Greg struck a pose and mimicked a girls high pitched voice. "Hashtag fat perks!" The whole table erupted with laughter.

"Oh shit. Parkinson's coming over." Blaise grumbled.

Pansy Parkinson's stalked over to the table of boys. She had rolled up her skirt to make it shorter, and had tied her shirt off, her tie hung loose and messy around her neck.

"Gentlemen." She grinned leaning over Draco.

"May I help you Pansy?" Draco asked leaning away from her.

"Let's you and I hook up. Janitors closet would be nice. Not very spacious but that's even more sexy." She said playing with his tie. He swatted at her hand.

"Pansy, I'm not interested in you." Draco said turning back to his food. The boys snickered.

"Fine." She seethed, storming off. She went to Harry's table next. She was less seductive to him.

"Hey Potter." She said walking close. The whole cafeteria was watching her. She smacked her hand on the table, making Harry flinch horribly. "Still queer?" She snickered.

"Sod off Pansy." Growled Ron.

"Yeah find someone else to pick on." Hermione grumbled.

"I'm not here to make fun of anyone! "Said Pansy quietly. "It was only a question."

Harry sighed. "Yes I am still gay Pansy."

Pansy nodded looking down at his food and pointing.

"Mashed potato's?" She asked. "Do they taste good?"

"I haven't tried them yet." Harry mumbled confused and scared.

"Oh well we need to change that." Pansy said smirking. She grabbed Harry by the back of the head and smacked his head into his lunch tray. He came back up covered in food. The whole room erupted in laughter. Well, everyone but Draco and Blaise.

"You bitch!" Snarled Flora jumping up to grab Pansy. Harry held her wrist back.

"She wants a reaction. Let it go." Harry said picking food out of his hair.

Flora hissed in frustration smacking back down to the table.

"Now now Flora." Fred said patting her arm. He opened his mouth to talk.

"If you make a joke Fred I swear I'll break up with you." She growled glaring daggers at Pansy from across the room. Fred backed away. George snickered.

"Love is hard." He said hugging Angelina. She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Harry you oughta Get yourself a boyfriend that would beat her ass." Fred said smiling.

"I agree." Neville said fighting with his tie.

After lunch Harry had PE with Ron, Fred, Hermione and Flora. They walked down the hall to the lockers. Harry changed quickly before David and his friends got there. As they were changing Harry Ron, and Fred heard and shriek from the girls bathroom.

"Shit. Flora!" Fred hissed.He ran out and started banging on the women's bathroom door with no shirt on.

The door opened and there was Pansy grinning.

"Where's Flora? Let her out now or I'll beat you into the ground." Fred was fuming.

"Your wish is my command." She said flicking and hand to the door. Flora was tossed out with nothing on but her underwear, and even that was torn. Her hair was messed up and a bruise was forming on her forehead. She was sobbing.

"That mother fu-" Fred stopped himself. The rest of the class was looking and laughing hysterically pointing at Flora. Draco saw what was happening and quickly ran in the bathroom, grabbing and towel and bringing it out. He handed it to Fred who wrapped it tight around Flora. Fred stood up, his eyes filled with deathly hatred.

"Listen up." He snarled. He looked terrifying. Harry had never seen Fred angry.

"If I find out any of you took pictures of her, I will beat you until you can't ever send a picture again. And if you don't believe me, just try it." He grabbed Flora and pulled her in the men's bathroom. She sobbed into his chest as he rocked her on a bench away from the changing room.

Hermione went into the girls bathroom fuming.

"YOU FOUL LOATHSOME EVIL LITTLE COCKROACH!" Hermione screamed running up to Pansy. She grabbed floras clothes and then turned to the girl. Her hand connected with pansy's face, leaving a bright red print across her cheek.

"YOU WHORE!" Pansy shrieked cowering in the corner. A group of her friends gathered around her, comforting her and spewing vile comments about Hermione. She quickly left the room with Floras clothes knocking on the boys locker room. Fred pulled the door open and held a towel so Flora could dress. PE passed fast, like a blur. Harry Ron and Fred were planning their revenge along with Hermione probably planning a murder. Fred didn't let go of Flora, holding her hand, then her arm, and then just lifting her up.

They left P.E in a hurry. Only two more classes Till they could leave. David and his friends walked up. Harry was surprised to see Tom Riddle and Greg Goyle. They were friends with Malfoy. Pansy hung behind him, sniffling. He grabbed Harry by the shirt collar.

"You piece of shit." He sneered. "You let your friends hit my girl?" He smacked Harry plain across the face.

"Knock it off!" Ron growled fighting off David's friends. Tom and Greg were keeping them out. David dropped him.

"I wanna fight." He said raising his fists. "If you win I'll do anything you want." Harry raised a brow. Then lowered it. His chances of winning were very slim. David was much taller and much broader than him.

"I don't want to fight you David." He said backing up. A small circle was forming around the two boys.

David punched the breath out of his stomach, causing him to hunch over.

"Get up and fight. Stop being queer and be a man."

"I'm not going to fight you David." Harry said crossing his arms over his bruised chest.

Another punch to the gut.

"Fight, fight, fight." Chanted the students.

"Go on, fight. You faggot, get up and fight!" Harry stood, shaking slightly. David grabbed his neck and kneed him in the face. Blood gushed from Harry's nose and lip. A swell formed on the edge of his mouth.

"Go on fight! Or I'll get her to." He say smirking and grabbing Flora by the hair. Harry stood up, extending his fists.

"Fine. I'll fight." He said. David grinned releasing Flora, who tried to fight the boys away to get to Harry.

***

Blaise nudged Draco. The rest of their friends were at the front of a huge circle urging on a fight. Blaise jumped up to see it.

"I think it's Potter and Chapman. That douche." Blaise mumbled jumping up again. Draco pressed forward trying to get in through the mass of students. The crowd chanted for a fight. Teachers were trying to get through the hundreds of students compiled in a circle around the action. Draco tried to see what was happening but couldn't, he only caught glimpses of fists or hair.

***

Another punch and Harry was on the ground once more, David kicking the life out of him. His shirt was bloodied and untucked, bruises lined his body and blood spilled from his nose and lip. He smeared under his nose and quickly got up again. He swayed from the blood loss, dipping his head as David tried to hit him. He cocked his fist and punched David, hard. It didn't even faze him. David threw him down, battering him again and again. His glasses shattered, the only thing left was the frames. Blurred visions made his head spin, and on top of that David was beating the snot out of him. Someone else appeared, grabbing David and tossing him aside. His ears were ringing. This was the worst beating he'd ever gotten. The figure leaned over him, trying to talk to him, but Harry couldn't hear. He just closed his eyes, waiting to pass out. A warm hand gently tapped the side of his head. His hearing was returning.

"-be okay. you'll be ok Potter. Deep breaths. How many fingers am I holding up?" The figure asked holding up a hand. Harry thought as hard as he could to count up the numbers.

"Seventeen?" Hardy mumbled dropping his head back down on the cool tiles.

***

Draco lifted Harry up trying to get him out of the circle.

"Blaise? Help me get through these people." He mumbled. Blaise was the only person he really had. Everyone else thought toxic was good. Blaise yelled and smacked and shoved his way through the crowd, Draco following close behind. Once they got Harry out of the crowd they went to the teachers.

"Professor Snape!" Draco yelled running to the teacher.

"Lord have mercy." Professor Snape gasped looking at Harry's beaten down frame.

"Ambulance?" Draco asked quietly. Snape nodded and rushed to the office to call an ambulance.

***

•••

Harry woke up in the hospital the next morning surrounded by colorful cards and flowers. Turns out David broke two of his ribs and gave him a concussion. Along with several severe cuts and a lot of Bruises. He had ran his hands along the bedside table and found his glasses, newly framed with clean Lenses. Professor Snape had left him all his work for the week so he could catch up while recovering, and a note that informed him that David had only been suspended for two weeks. Harry frowned but assumed it was better than nothing. Upon looking around he saw Malfoy in one of the little green plush couches, snoring gently. His hair was disheveled and his clothes still had blood from yesterday. Why did Malfoy stay over night!? Harry flushed red at the muscle protruding from the tight uniform shirt. He was much bigger than Harry, and much more broad. Harry imagined what it might be like to cuddle into his side by a fire. He shook the thought away.

Malfoy stirred and then began to wake up. Harry snatched up a magazine and began fake reading.

"Potter?" Malfoy asked blinking away the blurriness behind his lids.

"The one and only." Harry mumbled becoming interested in the tabloid.

"You alright? He got you good." Malfoy said hopping out of the chair. He walked over to Harry's bedside, snatching a leftover French toast stick from breakfast. He hadn't eaten since lunch yesterday and he'd only had two bites of a wrap.

"I NEED TO SEE MY GODSON.SHOW ME BEFORE I RELEASE MY HUSBAND ON YOU." Came a shrill scream from down the hall. Harry sighed shaking his head.

"What?" Draco asked snickering at the man in the hall.

"They may or may not be my parentals." He laughed.

"Wait those are your god parents? I always heard they were nuts." Draco chuckled sitting in a chair by the bedside.

"Sir! Sir please! What is your child's name?"

"BITCH MY CHILDS NAME IS HARRY. WHERE THE HELL IS HE? AND WHERES THE DOUCHE THAT HURT HIM. I WANT ANSWERS, ANSWERS STEPH-A-NIE. IF THATS EVEN YOUR NAME." The voice screamed. Harry buried himself under the covers.

"Kill me now." He gasped. Draco snorted.

"Right in here sir." Came a nurses voice.

"HARRY!" Sirius screamed running to his side. He grabbed Harry's face turning it this way and that, checking the bruises on his neck and tapping at his ribs. Every touch was responded to with an "ow". Remus hugged Harry gently and sat Sirius down.

"Darling he had a concussion. Deep breaths." Remus said patting Sirius. They both looked to Draco.

"Are you the one that hurt him? You little p-"

"No! No! This is Malfoy! He helped me out. I think. I couldn't see."

Sirius sat back down regaining his composure.

Draco stood up extending his hand.

"Draco Malfoy."

Sirius gasped.

"Are you Harry's boyfriend?! You're his first since Josh-"

"SIRIUS!!" Harry shrieked hiding himself under the duvet.

"No." Said Draco, amused. "No I am not currently in a relationship with your godson.Maybe someday though"

Harry blushed heavily under the blanket.

"Well you have a nice set of manners don't you?" Remus said with a grin.

"Pardon but what would you like me to call you?" Draco asked.

"Mr. Lupin will do." Said Remus.

"Or just Sirius and Remus."

"Yes pads, that would work too."

Sirius and Remus left shortly after that, saying farewell to Draco and Harry. And Sirius promised to come back with loads of food.

"So.." Draco began.

"Kill me! Kill me now!" Said Harry falling back on the bed.

"Why?" Draco asked.

"Really?!" Harry said bewildered. "Them!" He said motioning to the empty space where they sat.

"What? They thought I was your boyfriend. Other than that it went well." Draco said smiling.

Harry mumbled something into his pillow.

"Come again?" Draco asked.

"Talkin to myself."

Harry had said "I'm too gay for this".

•••

Over the next week and a half Draco and Harry became close. Draco came every day after school to help harry with his work, and after they finished that they would play chess or cards, or watch a movie or just talk for hours. Lillian-a nurse Harry had grown fond of- started bringing extra food for Draco when dinner time came round. Ron, Flora, Angelina, Luna, Hermione, Neville, and the twins often visited, along with Blaise, who would sometimes join the game of cards. Today it would only be Ron Hermione, Fred, Flora and Blaise. Angelina Neville Luna and George had after school activities to be at.

***

"Truth." Harry said chewing on a French fry.

"Hmmm." Draco mumbled thinking.

"Is it true you're gay?" He asked. Harry nodded slurping on a slushy. Harry didn't seem to be too ashamed of it, despite the constant nagging from people like Pansy and David.

"Ok my turn. Truth or dare?" Harry asked.

"Truth I guess." Draco said. Harry thought for a moment, and then looked to Draco.

"Why can you be here so often. I mean don't you have sports and stuff?" Harry asked.

"Yeah but practices are right after school, and I come so often because I don't like being at home. Your turn." Draco said the last part quickly, obviously uncomfortable. Harry's eyes burned with curiosity. Draco sighed.

"I live alone with my dad and he doesn't exactly earn parent of the year. I mean I've slept here for three days without him noticing." Draco mumbled. Harry was quick to change the subject.

"Dare." Harry said grinning. It was only five thirty. Blaise would be coming to hang out soon. Along with Ron, Flora, Hermione and Fred.

"Alright hot shot. I dare you to run around the lobby in your boxers." Draco snickered. Harry reddened.

"No way! Dolores will murder me!" Harry whisper yelled. Draco and Harry had nicknamed the evil nurse Dolores, "killer of fun, hunter of happiness."

"Fine. You can always chicken out..." Draco said. Chickening out meant you had to drink toilet water mixed with ketchup. Harry wrinkled his nose and began taking off his pajamas. He was thin and bony underneath the clothes, but he still had some muscle. Draco thought he was cute. Course he'd never tell anyone but Blaise that.

"Ok do I uh go now?" Harry asked.

"Yep." Said Draco smirking as he followed Harry out. Harry ran down the hall to the lobby desk, touched it and saw their friends.

"What on gods green earth-" started Flora.

"Truth or dare! I'll explain later!" Harry yelled running back.

"POTTER! MALFOY." Shrieked Dolores running after them. they dove into Harrys room jumping in the bed and pretending to sleep. Draco pulled Harry close to his chest and breathed in his scent for the first time. He smelled sweet, and pine-y. Dolores barged in only to see them both asleep with the lights off.

"Who in the bloody-" she said as she shut the door. Harry hopped up and got dressed quickly, laughing hysterically. The kids came in looking very concerned and confused.

"Should I ask?" Hermione said looking at the boys.

"Truth or dare." Answered Draco.

"I'm down." Flora said sitting cross legged on the floor. Fred joined her and soon they all sat down. Blaise sat by Draco, taking in hushed whispered so no one else could hear. Harry wondered what he was saying, but quickly wiped it from his thoughts.

"Alright." Said Ron. "So who starts?"

Hermione sat forward. "I'll start!" She said with a grin.

"Ok, but there are a few rules." Harry said.

They all nodded and quieted so they could listen.

"Alright first of all, if you chicken out you have to drink that." He said pointing to the small glass of toilet-ketchup juice. "It's toilet water and ketchup." A few wrinkled noses later Harry continued. "And the only other rule is to be honest during truth and fare when you are dating someone. For instance you can't tell Flora to kiss Draco because she's dating Fred same thing with Hermione and Ron."

Hermione nodded and turned to Ron.

"Truth or dare babe?" She asked with a grin.

"Truth I suppose." He said with a quizzical brow.

"Is it true you used to fancy Luna?" She grinned.

"Damn it." He seethed. "Yes, but like two years ago!"

She laughed and nodded. Ron frowned. Then grinned.

"Truth or dare Hermione?"

"Dare." She said, face gleaming with a challenge.

"Ok... I dare you to" he thought for a second. "Run outside the door and scream 'I'm a virgin.'" He said with a huge smirk.

She went pale. "But I'm n- ok whatever." She cut herself off and walked out the door. A few moments later they heard a high pitched scream.

"IM A VIRGIN." She darted back in the room and threw herself at the floor. She was blushing furiously, and was mumbling to herself.

Ron and Fred laughed hysterically, practically falling over.

Fred was next, and after a long amount of thought dared Hermione and Ron to French kiss. Hermione almost argued but one glance at the toilet juice shut her up. They quickly stumbled forward, lost in a messy kiss. Their tongues tangled for only a few secondly before they quickly spit, both blushing heavily.

Draco snickered. Blaise went next.

"Hmmm..." Blaise mumbled touching his temples with his fingers. "How do I top French kissing and virginity screaming?" He mumbled. He snapped his fingers.

"Ok Draco, Harry. I dare you two to go outside and makeout in front of that kid next door." Harry frowned heavily.

"You mean the one-"

"Yeah the guy who hit on you." Blaise said grinning. Harry tried to protest.

"Ah ah ah" Blaise said pointing to the toilet ketchup concoction.

Harry fumed but quickly stood. He stuck his head out the door and came back in frowning.

"He's in his room. And the nurses aren't here." Harry mumbled. Draco nodded. They both stood up but were cut off by a knocking at the door.

Harry opened the door and mumbled something to whoever was out there. Draco wondered who it was.

"I know sweetie but you're really not getting much better. Two cracked ribs, concussion, and all of the nerve damage. That guy did a number on your lungs. Not to mention the-"

"Yeah yeah I get it Lillian." Harry mumbled. Draco could tell the others didn't hear the conversation by the quizzical looks on their faces. What did she almost bring up? And what did it have to do with his lungs?

Lilian and Harry walked in, Harry plopped down on the bed with a frown.

"Harry what's happening?" Flora asked.

"Breathing tube thing." Harry mumbled.

"And an IV." Lillian added. She looked worried as she added it looking to see Harry's reaction.Harry nodded, eyes growing sullen. The realization hit Draco like a ton of bricks. Harry was probably scared of needles. He stood and joined Harry on the bed.

"Needles are the worst." He grumbled sitting back against the bed frame. Hermione met his gaze with a knowing look. She smiled softly.

"You're telling me." Harry breathed squeezing his eyes shut. Lillian smiled warmly at Draco as she realized what he was trying to do. She quickly prepped the IV.

"You know when I was admitted to the hospital a couple years back because of a football injury, they had to draw blood and give me an IV. And at the time I was deathly afraid of needles." Harry nodded breathing rapid and uneven. He stared at the long sharp needle in terror. Draco sat up and gently lifted Harry's forearm, laying it down across his own thigh.

"And what the nurse would tell me to do," Draco continued "Is list my senses." Harry looked to him, fear melting to confusion. Draco took his own forearm and place it right next to Harry's, then he tangled them together. Their arms were a jumble of skin, Harry couldn't see his own arm apart from Draco's.Draco wondered if he was helping at all, with this method that was actually used after he had been beaten by his father and needed to come out of a panic attack. Draco continued to talk.

"Harry." He said. Harry looked away from the needle, terrified. "What are five things you can see?" He asked. Harry was breathing rapid, hardly inhaling at all.

"Y-you. Lilian. Her-Hermione, Blaise, our arms." He gasped, panicking. Draco nodded.

"Close your eyes. Now what are four things you can hear?" Draco asked quietly. The needle was hooked in the IV, ready to be inserted.

"Um I guess- I-god are you going to put the needle in?" He choked jerking his head to the side. Draco grabbed the back of his neck. Gently he used his thumbs to press Harry's eyelids closed once more.

"Four things you hear Harry." Draco asked holding him tight. Harry began to breath slower.

"Your-your voice. My voice, the heart monitor, and, and, um Lillian prepping?" He breathed, keeping his eyes clamped shut.

"Very good. See? Halfway there. Three things you smell." Draco said quietly.

"My cologne, and yours, and hand sanitizer." He said almost confidently. Draco gently motioned for Lillian to get ready with his free hand. She held up the needles hovering it just over Harry's forearm.

"Two things you're touching." Draco whispered.

"You and the bed." Harry said, calming. The kids on the floor stared in awe. Everyone but Blaise new that getting Harry anywhere near a needle was impossible. He was absolutely terrified of them. Had to be held down even for minor shots. He had even had panic attacks from it before.

"One thing you taste?" Draco asked. He nudged Lilian and she quickly stuck the needles deep into Harry's arm. Draco had a tight grip on his upper arm,cutting off the circulation so that Harry hardly felt it. Their tangled limbs making it feel like just a tiny prickle.

"Mint." Harry said quietly. Draco smiles.

"Open your eyes Harry." He said gently. Harry opened his eyes and saw the needle Lilian was taping down.

"You-I-How did-" Harry flung his arms around Draco.

"Thank you!" He breathed hugging him tightly.

"Of course Harry."

Lilian smiled motioning to the breathing tube. Harry lifted it, carefully fitting the small nubbins in his nose. Lilian left, causing the kids to return to their game. Harry had the oxygen hooked up on the IV pole so he could drag it around easily.

"Where were we?" Harry asked.

"You making out in front of your neighbor." Blaise said without skipping a beat.

"Right then." Harry mumbled stepping out the door, dragging the pole with him. Draco followed. The others crowed by the window to watch. Draco pressed Harry against the wall and laughed loudly to get the boys attention.

"We are vile. Shoulda taken the toilet water." Harry mumbled.

Draco snickered. "First of all, it was a dare so it doesn't mean anything. And second you are more than welcome to go and have a glass of ketchup piss." Harry laughed out loud and then gasped when Draco pressed his lips to his own. Draco had to arch his neck to reach down to Harry, and he hardly had to use any weight to press him up against the wall. Harry angled himself so his crotch was away from Malfoy, afraid the kiss would affect him downstairs. Draco's lips pressed hard against his, he laughed breathlessly as he kissed Potter. Harry smiled too as they kissed, hearing the wrapping on the glass that meant they got the boy's attention. Harry almost pulled away, before realizing that Draco was rolling his hips, grinding against him, making a fire of lust rip through his chest.

Holy mother fucking shit, Harry thought. Draco pulled away, opening the door and sticking his tongue out at Blaise. Harry stumbled in as well, tugging his pole along with him. After a moment he came out for his dazed state and plopped down with the rest of them.

"Your turn Harry." Ron said. Harry nodded and thought for a second.

"Ok I got it! Blaise I dare you-" Harry started

Dolores barged through the door, Lilian in close pursuit. She shoved Lilian aside, closing the door in her face. Dolores was much higher up than Lilian, and could tell her what to do.

"Sit down Mr. Potter." She said stomping over to the bed.

"W-why?" He asked.

"Bed." She seethed. He reluctantly sat on the bed. Dolores drew the curtain around him.

"Now" she hissed. The kids heard clicking and a sterile smell filled the tiny room. "Your going to get over this stupid fear of yours the adult way."

Two other nurses entered, keeping Lilian out. They stood on the outside of the curtain, guarding it? But why- oh. OH. It dawned on Draco.

"NO! STOP IT!" Draco yelled rushing forward.

"We need reinforcements." One man grunted into a walkie as he tried to hold Draco back.Three more male nurses came in, trying to restrain him.

"Draco, what the hell is wrong?"Flora asked very confused.

"Solve it the adult way!? His fear??" He gasped as he fought the men like a bull.

She thought for a second.

"GOD DAMNIT FLORA! NEEDLES." Draco yelled shoving at the men.

It dawned on her. Just then a shrill scream erupted from inside the curtain. Two young women came in and rushed behind the curtains.

Draco dug his feet in the ground dragging the men with him as he inched towards the cloth. The kids watched in shock as Draco drug eight full grown men across the floor. They were staring in wonder. He was actually fighting off eight grown men to get to Harry.

Dolores drew back the curtain, tossing gloves in the trash. The nurses followed smugly out the door. Harry was shaking violently, thrashing, clutching his chest and sobbing. Draco rushed to his side.Hermione shoved the others back, watching Draco sit on the bed. He gently lifted Harry up in his arms. Harry latched onto him like a koala to a tree branch. He sobbed into Draco's neck, shaking horribly.

"She just-she-I don't-it hurt-they were so long-a ton of them-for no-reason-no reason-I-"

"Shhhhh." Draco rocked him back and forth humming gently in his ear. All of the kids watched him, you'd have thought they were married. It was so sweet to watch,but so heart wrenching.

"S-she is so evil-how-could-how-Draco-I don't un-understand-she-she" Harry couldn't get words past his sobs. Draco rocked him rhythmically, gently pressing his nose into Harry's hair.

"Shhhh. Just breath Harry-just breath.It's over" he whispered into Harry's skin

"She deserves to die." Ron snarled.

"I've got something better. One word actually."

Hermione raised a brow. "Murder?"

"Fired?" Blaise guessed.

"Stab?" Fred asked

"Eyeless?" Flora asked aggressively.

"No. So much better." Draco grinned. "Sirius."

Every face but Harry's lit up.

•••

."WHY THE FUCK DID I JUST GET A CALL FROM RON WEASLEY SAYING SOME FUCKING WHORE STUCK NEEDLES IN MY SON???" Came Sirius' scream.

All of the kids rushed out seeing Dolores trying to comfort him.

"Sir, he had treatment necessary-"

"Bullshit! You bitch! You said' it's time to get over this fear like an adult'" Hermione screamed. Remus for once didn't correct the foul language and instead gaped open mouthed with the rest of the children at the fact that Hermione used language. Sirius turned a violent shade of red.

"YOU WHAT." Sirius shrieked. "I WILL CLAW YOUE MOTHER FUCKING EYES RIGHT OUT OF YOUR FACE." Sirius ran forward reaching for Dolores. Remus held him back with one arm dialing his lawyer with the other.

"What is your name." Remus seethed refusing to look at her as he held his thrashing husband.

"Sir this is a-"

"Your name, miss." Remus growled.

"Dolores. Dolores Umbridge." She said quietly. "I would also like to add that-"

"Shut your evil mouth."Ron seethed.

"I WILL MURDER YOU IF YOU EVER TOUCH HARRY AGAIN ILL MURDER YOU!" Sirius shrieked straining against Remus' grasp. It only took ten minutes for police and lawyers to flood the building. Sirius and Remus followed the group of kids into Harry's hospital room. Hermione and Flora gestured to be quiet as they opened the door. Sirius and Remus gasped at the sight before them. Draco sat on a small couch in the corner of the room. Harry was cuddled into him, snoring gently, Draco's head was tilted back, his eyes closed, his legs stretched out along the length of the couch. Harry nestled into Draco's neck, shivering slightly their legs tangled together.Draco started.

"Are you cold?" He asked gently shaking Harry. Harry whimpered and tried to snuggle into Draco again.

"Potter." Draco breathed with a gentle laugh.

"Kind of.'M sleepy." He whimpered again pulling his arms into his chest and burying his nose into Draco's collar bone. Draco grabbed a blanket off of the bed and carefully wrapped Harry up. Harry then sighed and curled up in Draco's lap, burying his face into Draco's neck once more.

"That's my godson Remus!" Sirius whispered shaking Remus. Everyone snickered and walked farther into the room, Lillian came in crying hysterically. Draco and Harry woke up with a start looking to her.

"Oh Harry I'm so sorry!" She cried "I should've tried harder to help!"

"He's practically dead asleep." Draco said quietly. Harry ignored everyone, holding onto Draco with a death grip.

"It's not her fault." Harry mumbled into Draco's skin,eyes closed.

"Oh god I wish she was-I just-oh god Mr. Lupin I'm so sorry!" She whispered to Sirius. He hugged her gently.

"It's not your fault Lillian. Please tell me she's being fired though?" He asked pleading.

"I'm not sure sir, they are scheduling a trial but we'll need witnesses." She said. "Well I need to go get dinner for Harry, would the rest of you like some as well?"

"Yes please!" They chanted.

•••

About twenty minutes later Lillian came with dinner and served the kids. Sirius and Remus had to go, both of them had work in the morning but Sirius promised that Harry would be able to come home the following morning. Everyone but Blaise left to go home, Molly Weasley gave Harry her best wishes and promised that Ron and the twins could visit when he was home. When Blaise finally had to leave, Draco and Harry said their goodbyes and decided to play truth or dare again, just the two of them.

"Truth or dare Potter?" Malfoy asked sipping from a carton of apple juice.

"Truth." Harry groaned leaning his head back against the bed. He was too tired for a dare.

"What-what happened. Behind the curtain?" Draco wasn't sure if he was ok with it. He didn't want to hurt Harry.

"I-she-they held me down, and she just stuck me with-they just-the two women flipped me over and-and-she-god I'm sorry Draco." He whispered. He fumbled forward. Draco reached, grabbing his hands and giving them a gentle squeeze. Harry whimpered, clutching Draco's hands. Draco was gentle but firm, holding onto him tightly.He was startled when Harry completely dropped his guard crawling forward, wrapping his arms around Draco's neck and his legs around Draco's waist like a helpless child. He nuzzled into Draco's chest. A small, sad sound escaped his lips as he nuzzled his nose into Draco's neck. A low chuckled escaped Draco's lips.

Harry loosened his grip. "Oh god I'm sorry." He whispered cheeks glowing red. He quickly tried to detangle himself. Draco grabbed his waist, pulling him until he was elevated just barely over Draco, his pelvis resting just over Draco's hips.

"Where the hell do you think you're goin Potter?" Draco asked, his voice low and seductive. Hot breath washed over Harry's face, and he flushed red.

"Um-I was. I-I-I" Harry was cut off again by Draco.

"Cat got your tongue?" Draco asked pulling Harry closer by his collar.

"Truth." Draco grabbed Harry's hips, tilting him back just a little bit so his pelvis rested just below Draco's. "Or dare." His hands crept up Harry's back, trailing and teasing at the nape of his neck.

"B-b-but it's my turn." Harry breathed, reddening even more at the feeling of Draco's hips in between his thighs.

"Too bad." Draco whispered, fingers sinking into Harry's hair. It's softer than he imagined, more tangled. Draco frantically thinks about whether or not Harry really wants this but gets one glimpse at his hungry eyes and tosses the thought aside.

"I guess-dare?" Harry stuttered, fringe falling over his glasses, red flooding his cheeks and ears. Draco grinned.

"I dare you to take your shirt off." His lips tickled against Harry's ear, making him shiver.

"And if I refuse?" Harry asked looking down into those gorgeous grey-blue eyes. He saw a tiny hint of panic flash in Draco's eyes before he composed himself

"I won't stop you. You can leave whenever you want." Draco said sitting up. Harry shoved him back in the chair with a snarky grin.

"Where the hell do yo think you're going Malfoy?" Harry said mimicking his tone. His fingers fumbled for the buttons on his shirt, quickly he tossed it aside leaning in to kiss Malfoy. Pale hands held him away. Harry turned beet red.

"I-I-I-I'm sorr-"

"For Christ's sake Potter shut your mouth." Draco hissed. His hands raised up to the small breathing tube. He carefully took the tube out and set it aside. Harry took the tape off and stuck his arm forward.

"You know you ruined my entire seductive vibe with interrupting my seducing to get me to take an IV out of your arm."

"You were being seductive? Huh. Hadn't noticed." Harry mumbled as Draco removed the IV.

"Should I try harder then?" Draco asked placing his hands on Harry's hips.

"Sure, not promising it'll work though." Harry smirked. Draco's grin widened.

"Oh it'll work." Said Draco clutching his waist.

His hands gently trailed down Harry's hips, over his pantline and to his thighs.

"Have you ever had sex?" Draco asked. Harry turned beet red-almost purple. Draco hands moved to the inside of Harry's thighs, sending a jerking shudder through his whole body. His blood flow was being somewhat redirected.

"Yeah." Harry breathed. "My last boyfriend." Harry tensed up. He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Harry." Draco whispered.

"He, he was just. Not the right fit."

"Harry." Draco's voice was tipping more towards the warning side.

"He was abusive." Harry blurted. Draco's eyes widened. Then darkened.

"How so?" Draco pressed.

"He didn't really hurt me he just used me. I think he like being able to manipulate me. Just because I was weak." Harry said quietly.

"Perhaps..." Said Draco boldly. "We should remake the memory?" His fingers ran over Harry's bare collar bones.

"Woah." Harry breathed.

"Is that encouragement?" Draco asked toying with Harry's belt. Harry's breathed hitched as he watched Draco's fingers play with the leather.

"Hell yes." Harry gasped watching him run his fingers over the buckle.

"What do you want me to do Potter?" Draco asked flipping two fingers under Harry waistband.

"Kiss me." Harry breathed leaning forward. Draco caught his jaw in his grasp, clutching his face.

"You're very bad at being specific." Draco said quietly kissing Harry's shoulder. "You could mean here." He kissed Harry's collar bone next. Harry shuddered, trying to ignore the affect Malfoy was having on him. "Or here." Draco's lips trailed up Harry's throat to his jaw. "Here." Another kiss to his ear. "Or here." A kiss to his cheek. "You could've meant here." Draco kissed the edge of Harry's mouth, playing along his lips. "Or.." Draco whispered, gently taking Harry's bottom lip in his mouth. "Maybe you meant here." He whispered against his lips. Harry tried to jerk forward to kiss him harder but Draco held him back, grasping his face with one hand and his waist with the other.

"Patience is a virtue..." Draco said quietly

"I'm not virtuous." Harry gasped trying again to kiss Malfoy harder to no avail.

"Maybe, Harry, you wanted me to kiss you here." He mumbled pressing his lips to Harry's firmly. Harry let out a suppressed groan and leaned into Malfoy's touch, free at last. He rose up in Draco's lap, rising above Draco to gain some control. Draco clutched his hips firmly kissing him back in ernest.

"Mmmmmm." Harry groaned kissing Draco harder. He wasn't prepared for Draco to go further. Draco used his lips to force Harry's mouth open, breathing hot against Harry's lips. Harry pushed it even more, letting his tongue barely trace over Draco's teeth. Draco gasped sharply pulling him closer. Their tongues touched, sucking and tasting and kissing. Exploring each other in intimacy. When Harry finally broke apart they both had to take deep breaths to calm down.

"That's a start." Draco breathed.

"Is it too much to ask for more?" Harry whispered.

"No. But you're bottoming." Draco said tossing him on the bed. Their lips clashed in a mix of teeth and tongues as they fought to de-clothe each other. Harry could hardly breathe. They both hopped out of their underwear scurrying under the sheets.

"Fuck." Draco seethed sitting back. "I don't suppose you have lube?"

"Nope." Harry mumbled laying back. "Guess we'll hav to go old fashioned." Draco's ragged intake of breath made Harry laugh. Draco leaned down kissing Harry hard, sinking his hands into Harry's hair,breathing heavy as he kissed Harry all over. Lips,arms,fingers, neck,shoulders, everywhere.

"God malfoy." Harry moaned into his hand, being as quiet as possible so no one would here them through the thin walls. "Just fuck me."

Draco smiled, grabbing Harry and flipping him onto his stomach. Harry buried his face into the pillows as Malfoy slid a finger into him.

"Ha-oh fuck" Harry yelled into the pillow as a second finger joined the first. "Jesus Malfoy slower." Draco settled into an agonizing rhythm, slowly pulling in and out of Harry.

"Relax love." Draco said leaning over Harry's shoulder. "If you want me in you you have to relax."

Harry let the feeling of Draco fucking him with his finger calm him, the pleasure washed over him, and he could get off just from this.

"Tell me how much you want me." Malfoy said quietly, pulling his fingers out.

"Oh god Malfoy if you don't fuck me soon I might die. Please" Harry moaned quietly. "Please." Draco gasped and carefully pressed into Harry. Harry buried his face into his pillow. Draco pushed hard into Harry, slowly moving in and out. Harry clenched around Draco, making Draco grunt.

"Knock it off Potter, or this'll be over was sooner than you want." Draco breathed.

Harry smiled grabbing his belt and handing it to Draco. Harry rolled over.

"Tie me up." Harry begged. Draco was about to fill Harry and they hadn't even started going yet.

Draco grabbed the belt, wrapping Harry's wrists to make hand cuffs. "Oh god. You look divine." Draco whispered.He leaned in pushing harder into Harry, settling into a steady rhythm. Harry grabbed a pillow pulling it over his face as he moaned in pleasure. Draco shifted the angle of his thrusts, making Potter scream into the pillow.

"Oh yes! Yes right there-oh fuck Malfoy yes please, please Malfoy. Fill me so good please Malfoy."

"Are you sure?" Draco teased.

"If you stop now I'll die Malfoy. Make me come for you! Oh god fuck! Fuck please Malfoy PLEASE."

Draco began pulling Harry's hips in rhythm with his thrusts putting him impossibly deeper into Harry.

"F-f-f-FUCK!" Harry gasped as he hit his climax. He came, clenching around Draco to pull him over the edge too.

Draco yelled filling Harry, moaning as he slowed,collapsing on top of Harry.

"This will not be a one time thing." Draco breathed wrapping his arms around Potter. After a quick shower and a change of the sheets Harry and Draco retired to the warm bed for the night, in their boxers. Draco pulled Harry closer, spooning him into his own body. Harry sighed in contentment, sleeping in Draco's arms.

•••

***

"But I'm worried Remus." Sirius mumbled leaning over Draco and Harry.

"About what love?"

"What if he hurts him like-"

"I doubt that'll happen." Remus said quietly, hugging Sirius gently from behind.

"But Josh was so-"

"Did you ever see Josh hold him like that?"

"Well no but-"

"Did Josh ever smile at him when they slept like that?"

"No."

"Then I don't think there's any reason to fear love."

Harry cuddled into Draco, whimpering and reaching up around his neck, seeking warmth. Draco's body moved to comply, clicking against Harry like a puzzle piece. It seemed Remus was right.

*Fin*

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