Title:Shattered Life
Author: RedWitch
Email: [email protected]
Rated: R
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Summary: Draco Malfoy disappeared in his sixth year. He was sucked into a life of prostitution in muggle London. ~ Draco goes back to the wizarding world. I think it's pretty much the end.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Draco, Harry and all those other people, I'm just sick and twisted.
Feedback: PLEASE! This is my first slash fic and it'd be great to hear from you all!
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He was truly beautiful, Harry thought as he stroked the side of Draco's face. He had been up for an hour, but Draco was so closely snuggle in next to him Harry had decided against moving. So, he had been watching the blond. Every once in a while Draco would twist a little and his breath would quicken. Harry could only guess he was having a nightmare. Ginny had them a lot before. It was mainly to do with the Chamber of Secrets, but he was sure Draco had been out through enough to have nightmares.
"I'm sorry," Harry whispered and kissed the stop under his eye where a scar of not yet faded.
"Mmm," Draco had woken up. "Harry."
"Ya, I'm here."
Draco smiled and sat up, "I wasn't sure if you would be real in the morning. I thought maybe it was just a good dream."
"It wasn't a dream," Harry leaned down so their lips were just touching with a gentle kiss. When he pulled away he looked at Draco funny, "Good? That's it? Good?"
Draco laughed, "No, sorry, you were great. Wonderful. Beautiful. The best. And that should mean a lot considering."
Harry's laughter died a little, "I'll never understand you. You can joke about things like that."
"It was my life. It's a part of me forever. You can't hold onto the past and expect it to go away at the same time. And frankly, I don't even want to forget what I went through. It makes me who I am that I can change."
Harry smiled. "I never thought I'd hear things like that from you."
"I never thought that either, a long time ago."
"Tell me why you left in sixt year." Harry said aburuptly. "I want to know everything."
"Everything can be scary Potter," Draco said.
"But nothing can be even scarier."
Draco nodded, "Ok, so where should I start my lovely? When I decided to leave?"
"Why did you leave?" Harry asked.
"I didn't want to be a Death Eater. My father was dead set on making sure I would become one. Just like him. He said I was all that would be carrying on the Malfoy name and if I didn't follow I wouldn't be a true Malfoy. Mind you he also said he was disgusted by me. That I was weak. And a bunch of other rubbished I couldn't hear while his foot connected with my rib cage."
Harry shook his head. "You're not weak Draco. You've done things I know I would have never survived."
"This from the Boy Who Lived," Draco mumbled, getting a little ticked off.
"A Man that Should Have Died," Harry whispered
Draco sat up, "What is that supposes to mean?"
"Nothing."
"I told you my secrets, tell me yours," Draco reached out and stroked Harry's hair, which, of course, popped back its uncontrollable state.
"Draco, the Wizarding World War is over. I was their savior, this amazing baby that lived through the most unforgivable curse. Only it never saved the world. If anything, I lead a woman to her death, because of her love and trust for me."
"Who was it?"
"Ginny Weasley (A/N- I will never write a story where Ginny and Harry actually live happily ever after, to me it seems unoriginal). Again, she got too mixed up with Voldermort than she should have been. She went after me when I went after him. He knew she was there and I never. I don't remember much, but I know she saved the world and died when it should have been me."
"You didn't kill her. She died for a reason. It was, in some way, meant to be."
"Do you really believe that? To you believe you were meant to be in a whore house?"
Draco winced a little at Harry's choice of words. "Yes. I do. I have too. Just like I had to believe I had a reason to live every time I was caught trying to kill myself. When I was beaten to the point of almost death. When I was found on the side of the road, bleeding to death, from a big-ass cut in my throat. I have to believe there's a reason I'm still here. Weasley had her reason. She was here to save the world, you have to except it. You have to believe it. Because if there is no reason, then why are any of us here?"
Harry looked about to cry. Draco Malfoy would never again be the same in his eyes. All the evil words and harsh jokes had been a cover up all those years in Hogwarts. Being strong, even when he clearly needed help, had been a cover up. Draco had been waiting for someone to try so hard that they would make it through the outside shell before giving up.
"I want to be that reason for you." Harry placed his had gently on Draco's cheek.
"You already are."
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months later. . .
Draco looked at his father hard. He wasn't the way he had remembered. Where had all the wealth and glory gone that seemed to glow on Lucius Malfoy? He was nothing but normal man now.
"Don't worry, it's all over," Harry kissed his boyfriend's temple gently.
"Promise."
"Ya."
"Lucius Malfoy, you are changed with the murder of countless muggles and muggle-borns, child abuse, child abduction, spousal abuse, and house-elf abuse. I find you guilty and sentence you to a Dementor's Kiss."
Just as they were leaving the courthouse Draco and Harry ran into Severus. He was still the tall, dark, greasy haired man Draco had remembered growing up with. Snape had always been a real father to
"Harry," the Potions Master nodded, "Draco."
"Severus," Draco nodded.
Much to Harry's surprise the two gave each other a heart warming hug. Draco seemed to resemble a lost kick that had finally found his mother, or in this case father.
"My, Draco, I haven't seen you in so long."
"Been busy," Draco said with a shrug.
"I'm so sorry. I had no idea your father was going to go through with his plans. And when you went missing, I wanted you to still be alive so bad."
"I'm ok now. I have Harry."
"Yes, I see that." Snape straightened out a little, "I hope to see you bad at the beginning of the new term then with Potter?"
"Of course."
Draco said his good-byes to Severus and walked out with Harry. The blond didn't know what he would have done if he hadn't found Harry. So many things were different now. He could be out there still. He could be sick, or dieing. He could be a lot of things, but he didn't really want to find out what those things could be. He wanted to focus on what was.
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A/N- Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! This took way to long to post! Thank you ever so much for being so patient.
Was it ok? I was getting frustrated with this story. I felt it was dragging on and on with no plot. Well, anyway, I wrote what I wanted to and there's nothing you can do about it! I just felt if I kept it going it would turn out horrible.
Thanks for the reviews on the last few chapters lotrfan55345, Arafel, MagicalGod03, Zarah, Cassa-Andra, Lady Nassah, Jasini, Sparkler, PeachDancer82, and gina.
Author: RedWitch
Email: [email protected]
Rated: R
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Summary: Draco Malfoy disappeared in his sixth year. He was sucked into a life of prostitution in muggle London. ~ Draco goes back to the wizarding world. I think it's pretty much the end.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns Draco, Harry and all those other people, I'm just sick and twisted.
Feedback: PLEASE! This is my first slash fic and it'd be great to hear from you all!
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He was truly beautiful, Harry thought as he stroked the side of Draco's face. He had been up for an hour, but Draco was so closely snuggle in next to him Harry had decided against moving. So, he had been watching the blond. Every once in a while Draco would twist a little and his breath would quicken. Harry could only guess he was having a nightmare. Ginny had them a lot before. It was mainly to do with the Chamber of Secrets, but he was sure Draco had been out through enough to have nightmares.
"I'm sorry," Harry whispered and kissed the stop under his eye where a scar of not yet faded.
"Mmm," Draco had woken up. "Harry."
"Ya, I'm here."
Draco smiled and sat up, "I wasn't sure if you would be real in the morning. I thought maybe it was just a good dream."
"It wasn't a dream," Harry leaned down so their lips were just touching with a gentle kiss. When he pulled away he looked at Draco funny, "Good? That's it? Good?"
Draco laughed, "No, sorry, you were great. Wonderful. Beautiful. The best. And that should mean a lot considering."
Harry's laughter died a little, "I'll never understand you. You can joke about things like that."
"It was my life. It's a part of me forever. You can't hold onto the past and expect it to go away at the same time. And frankly, I don't even want to forget what I went through. It makes me who I am that I can change."
Harry smiled. "I never thought I'd hear things like that from you."
"I never thought that either, a long time ago."
"Tell me why you left in sixt year." Harry said aburuptly. "I want to know everything."
"Everything can be scary Potter," Draco said.
"But nothing can be even scarier."
Draco nodded, "Ok, so where should I start my lovely? When I decided to leave?"
"Why did you leave?" Harry asked.
"I didn't want to be a Death Eater. My father was dead set on making sure I would become one. Just like him. He said I was all that would be carrying on the Malfoy name and if I didn't follow I wouldn't be a true Malfoy. Mind you he also said he was disgusted by me. That I was weak. And a bunch of other rubbished I couldn't hear while his foot connected with my rib cage."
Harry shook his head. "You're not weak Draco. You've done things I know I would have never survived."
"This from the Boy Who Lived," Draco mumbled, getting a little ticked off.
"A Man that Should Have Died," Harry whispered
Draco sat up, "What is that supposes to mean?"
"Nothing."
"I told you my secrets, tell me yours," Draco reached out and stroked Harry's hair, which, of course, popped back its uncontrollable state.
"Draco, the Wizarding World War is over. I was their savior, this amazing baby that lived through the most unforgivable curse. Only it never saved the world. If anything, I lead a woman to her death, because of her love and trust for me."
"Who was it?"
"Ginny Weasley (A/N- I will never write a story where Ginny and Harry actually live happily ever after, to me it seems unoriginal). Again, she got too mixed up with Voldermort than she should have been. She went after me when I went after him. He knew she was there and I never. I don't remember much, but I know she saved the world and died when it should have been me."
"You didn't kill her. She died for a reason. It was, in some way, meant to be."
"Do you really believe that? To you believe you were meant to be in a whore house?"
Draco winced a little at Harry's choice of words. "Yes. I do. I have too. Just like I had to believe I had a reason to live every time I was caught trying to kill myself. When I was beaten to the point of almost death. When I was found on the side of the road, bleeding to death, from a big-ass cut in my throat. I have to believe there's a reason I'm still here. Weasley had her reason. She was here to save the world, you have to except it. You have to believe it. Because if there is no reason, then why are any of us here?"
Harry looked about to cry. Draco Malfoy would never again be the same in his eyes. All the evil words and harsh jokes had been a cover up all those years in Hogwarts. Being strong, even when he clearly needed help, had been a cover up. Draco had been waiting for someone to try so hard that they would make it through the outside shell before giving up.
"I want to be that reason for you." Harry placed his had gently on Draco's cheek.
"You already are."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
months later. . .
Draco looked at his father hard. He wasn't the way he had remembered. Where had all the wealth and glory gone that seemed to glow on Lucius Malfoy? He was nothing but normal man now.
"Don't worry, it's all over," Harry kissed his boyfriend's temple gently.
"Promise."
"Ya."
"Lucius Malfoy, you are changed with the murder of countless muggles and muggle-borns, child abuse, child abduction, spousal abuse, and house-elf abuse. I find you guilty and sentence you to a Dementor's Kiss."
Just as they were leaving the courthouse Draco and Harry ran into Severus. He was still the tall, dark, greasy haired man Draco had remembered growing up with. Snape had always been a real father to
"Harry," the Potions Master nodded, "Draco."
"Severus," Draco nodded.
Much to Harry's surprise the two gave each other a heart warming hug. Draco seemed to resemble a lost kick that had finally found his mother, or in this case father.
"My, Draco, I haven't seen you in so long."
"Been busy," Draco said with a shrug.
"I'm so sorry. I had no idea your father was going to go through with his plans. And when you went missing, I wanted you to still be alive so bad."
"I'm ok now. I have Harry."
"Yes, I see that." Snape straightened out a little, "I hope to see you bad at the beginning of the new term then with Potter?"
"Of course."
Draco said his good-byes to Severus and walked out with Harry. The blond didn't know what he would have done if he hadn't found Harry. So many things were different now. He could be out there still. He could be sick, or dieing. He could be a lot of things, but he didn't really want to find out what those things could be. He wanted to focus on what was.
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A/N- Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! This took way to long to post! Thank you ever so much for being so patient.
Was it ok? I was getting frustrated with this story. I felt it was dragging on and on with no plot. Well, anyway, I wrote what I wanted to and there's nothing you can do about it! I just felt if I kept it going it would turn out horrible.
Thanks for the reviews on the last few chapters lotrfan55345, Arafel, MagicalGod03, Zarah, Cassa-Andra, Lady Nassah, Jasini, Sparkler, PeachDancer82, and gina.