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Who: Luke Black aka Draco Malfoy, and Harry Potter
Where: St. Mungo's Special Intensive Care Ward for the Criminally Insane
When: Afternoon
Rating: NR-Don't know yet what it will be rated.

He felt like he was swimming through mud; a slow, arduous process that never got you very far. As he became more awake, more aware of his surrounding and his body, he realized that he couldn't move his legs or arms, that essentially he was trapped. Terror began to fill his veins and he struggled against the bonds, his body convulsing in horror when he realized he could free himself. Blinding white skulls leered down at him and laughed. He had to get away, but he couldn't move, couldn't run.


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May. 1st, 2007 06:24 pm (UTC)
Harry had been dozing off when he suddenly felt Draco moving, trying to free himself. He shook his head, now wide awake, and touched the blond's face carefully, heart thumping in sympathy with his love's.

"Draco, calm down," he said in what he hoped was a soothing tone of voice, caressing his sweaty forehead. "It's me, it's only me. You're safe..."
May. 1st, 2007 06:30 pm (UTC)
Suddenly one of the skulls was talking, it's voice familiar and comforting against a harsh, terrifying background. 'No, go away!' he tried to shout, but his voice came out gurgled and broken. You're safe? he thought, desperately wanting to laugh. Not safe, never safe. But the words and voices kept at him, unrelenting and haunting until a face began to form along with them. Not the deathly white skulls that seemed to glow, but a soft, tanned face with bright glowing green eyes. "Harry?" he managed to croak.
May. 1st, 2007 06:41 pm (UTC)
Harry sobbed, feeling like his heart was flying - but he dared himself not to cry. Not now - not yet.

He pressed his lips to his forehead, relishing in the feeling of that oh-so familiar skin. "Yes, love. It's me." Stroking his cheek lovingly, "everything's alright. I'm right here, Draco."
May. 1st, 2007 06:43 pm (UTC)
"H-how'd 'ou fin' me?" Draco gurlged, trying to catch his mouth up with his body.
May. 1st, 2007 06:51 pm (UTC)
He swallowed. "Draco, you're at St. Mungo's. You were transferred from a muggles Hospital in Berlin to here." Harry blinked back the moisture that kept making its way into his eyes. "You - you had a drug overdose."
May. 1st, 2007 06:54 pm (UTC)
What was I doing at a hospital in Berlin, Draco though a little confused, until Harry told him about the drug overdose. "Fuck!" he hissed and then winced when he realized he had said it out loud. "What're you doing here?"
May. 1st, 2007 06:58 pm (UTC)
Harry jumped back as if slapped. "I - I heard about it, and I had to come see you. It's been over a year since - since we last saw each other." He looked down, heart heavy once more, and swallowed, preparing himself for what he was about to say. "I can leave, if you want me to." God, say no. Please, say no, he thought desperately.
May. 1st, 2007 07:01 pm (UTC)
"You wanted to see me? Why?" Draco wondered out loud, he'd always assumed Harry hated him and had gone on with his life.
May. 1st, 2007 07:04 pm (UTC)
Harry gave a laugh, a sad little sound from his throat. "Why? Because I love you, Draco." He shook his head, slitghly shocked. "I wasn't lying all those times I said it. It's true."
May. 1st, 2007 07:08 pm (UTC)
"Why? I'm- Harry you don't know what I've done!" Draco whimpered, tried to move away from Harry's touch. Harry had to hate him, had to be disgusted by him.
May. 1st, 2007 07:34 pm (UTC)
Harry sighed. "You really don't understand, do you? I don't care. Besides, I've done loads of things I'm not proud of, too."
May. 1st, 2007 07:39 pm (UTC)
Part of the old Draco wanted to snort in amusement at him. Sure Potter, you've whored yourself to Gods' knows how many people and did more muggle drugs than most rock stars. he thought sardonically.

After a long pause, Draco decided to change the subject, "Why am I strapped down?"
May. 1st, 2007 07:42 pm (UTC)
Harry pursed his lips. "You were - 'violent and unstable', I believe those were your doctor's words." He gave a small grin. "If you promise not to take my eye out, I'll undo those."
May. 1st, 2007 07:44 pm (UTC)
Draco stared at Harry for a long time, Violent and unstable? "Please, I don't like being s-strapped down." he admitted, staring at the ceiling.
May. 1st, 2007 07:48 pm (UTC)
Harry nodded and, with shaky hands, unlocked the straps around Draco's body. "There." As a precaution, he pointed his wand at the door and put up both a locking and a silencing spell. He put a hand on Draco's shoulder, watching for a reaction.
May. 2nd, 2007 12:33 am (UTC)
Draco could feel his whole body relax as the straps were taken away. Very carefully, he stretched and moved his limbs, trying to work them around so that the feeling would come back into them.

"Thanks," he said softly, staring at his hands. He didn't know how to talk to Potter, let alone deal with him. The feeling of utter helplessness was back and he knew it was because Harry was here. Harry made him weak, well weaker than he already was. So instead of talking to Harry, Draco just stared down at his hands and stayed silent.
May. 2nd, 2007 04:29 am (UTC)
Harry sat down on the chair again, looking at Draco, who was avoiding his eyes - well, not just his eyes.

After a long pause, Harry buried his face in his. "I'm so sorry, Draco. I said and did things I didn't mean, and I hurt both of us." He took a deep breath and continued, voice low and pained, "I made this awkward situation for us a year ago. I understand if you want me to go." He stood up, eyes red and limbs shaking. "I just had to tell you I was sorry - and that I will always love you."
May. 2nd, 2007 05:28 am (UTC)
"Why? Why do you love me?" cried Draco, confusion and frustration bursting from him. "I did, have done awful things to you and yet here you are. I don't understand."
May. 2nd, 2007 12:10 pm (UTC)
Harry sat down on the bed, next to Draco, and picked up one of his hands. "Love, listen to me. I don't care what you did. We all make mistakes. You suffered, are still suffering, because of those things you did. I don't want to know - not until you want to tell me yourself."

Disregarding Draco's flinching, he raised his hand to his lips and kissed his knuckles lovingly. "I won't lie and say that it didn't hurt me. But you have to understand: I've been hurting ever since you went away. And now that I see that you've been through so much ever since... I can't help hurting, and I also blame myself, since you left because of my stupidity."

He shook his head, a single tear falling from his eyes. "I don't care about that anymore, though. You're here, you're - not fine, but you will be, and that's everything I had always asked for."
May. 2nd, 2007 10:46 pm (UTC)
"Fuck you Potter! I'm not hurting!" Draco shouted, knowing damn well he was lying, but Harry had no right to be so forgiving.
May. 2nd, 2007 10:51 pm (UTC)
Harry shrugged, and got up from the bed. He approached the window, his back to Draco. "Yell all you like, Draco. It's not going to change what you feel." He coughed. "By the way you keep telling me I can't forgive you - it just shows that you can't forgive yourself."
May. 2nd, 2007 10:58 pm (UTC)
Draco couldn't help but burst out laughing. "First Boy-Wonder and now bloody fucking Socrates himself. Bravo Potter," Draco chuckled cruelly. "Didn't know you were so versed in the ways of the world. Is this the part where I swoon over you and the spread my legs wide for you?" He watched Harry with an evil smirk as he shifted, pulled up his gown and opened his legs as far as he could. In a singsong voice he crowed, "Oh Harry Potter! Take me! Take me please!"
May. 2nd, 2007 11:03 pm (UTC)
Harry stood there, looking at Draco incredulously. Then he gave a chuckle, though his eyes were shining. "Well, at least I can recognise part of the snarky Slytherin I fell in love with." He shook his head and turned away again. His head was throbbing with the effort of not crying again, and of faking something he wasn't feeling.
May. 2nd, 2007 11:11 pm (UTC)
"You're such a bloody girl," Draco commented, rolling his eyes while falling back on the bed. "What the hell did I ever see in you? I need a real man. God, Germany is full of them. Big, rough, gruff men who will take what they want no questions asked."

Looking at Harry's profile he mused, "There was this one man, looked like bloody fucking bear and was built like a horse. Practically bent me over his chair, he did, and rammed straight home. Ripped me a new one, if you get my drift, but Gods what a man."
May. 2nd, 2007 11:21 pm (UTC)
Harry turned his head away from Draco, trying to conceal the distress and tears on his face - but he knew the blond had already seen it. When he deemed himself composed, he faced Draco again, but now his eyes were dull, pain evident on them.

"There was no need to throw that to my face. But I hope you're happy - with one of those monsters who only want you for your body," he said dryly. "I'm not going to bother you with sentimentalisms anymore. I'm leaving. I'm sorry I made you waste your time on me." He looked down, a slight sad smile on his face. "I won't bother you again."
May. 2nd, 2007 11:24 pm (UTC)
"See what I mean? You're a bloody girl," Draco sneered, rolling on to his stomach. See, here your true colors, Draco thought sadly to himself, Harry obviously was no better than those other men. He was going to leave.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out."
May. 2nd, 2007 11:41 pm (UTC)
Harry scowled, suddenly angry with all of that. He stalked to the bed, climbed on it and turned Draco around to face him. Then he sat on top of him. "So you want rough, huh? Want a real men? Then you're going to get him." He grabbed Draco by his hair and kissed him roughly.
May. 3rd, 2007 05:33 pm (UTC)
Draco hadn't expected Harry to actually act on his taunts; he'd fully believed that the Boy-Wonder would walk out that door and finally leave him in peace. But instead, he was being pinned and ravaged by a very angry Potter. An angry Potter who had his tongue shoved so far down Draco's throat, he wondered if it would someone come out the other end.

When the Golden Boy finally let Draco breath, Malfoy found himself gulping in oxygen like a fish out of water. “How amusing,” Draco snickered softly. “I wonder was the Prophet will say when they find out that their precious Boy-Who-Lived fucks whores? They’ll probably lick it up.”
May. 3rd, 2007 05:58 pm (UTC)
Harry rolled his eyes - he was angry, and he didn't want to show how much he was affected by those jibes - , and leaned in to whisper on Draco's ear, his whole body laying on top of the blond's. "A whore, Draco?" He licked his earlobe slowly, "Really? Well then, since we haven't fucked yet, I guess I owe you a lot of money for the previous times," he snarled, drawing back. "Do I have to pay you for the obvious displays of affection too?" He 'tsk'ed, "I never knew you were such a good actor! We could've had even more fun with it!"
May. 4th, 2007 01:53 am (UTC)
Draco tried to shove Harry off, but his body was still to weak. "You couldn't afford me if you wanted me Potter," he spat, his heart beating fast, a painful thumping in his chest. "Why don't you go fuck one of your fan girls and leave me alone!"

A look, very slight but glaringly obvious crossed Potter's face and Draco knew. "You have haven't you." Draco stated softly, not needing to ask. When Harry remained silent, he burst out laughing. Gathering what energy her could, he kicked Harry off of him as hard as he could. "Fuck off Potter!!"
May. 4th, 2007 05:48 am (UTC)
On the second try, Harry was pushed out of bed and, falling freely, managed to crack his head on the bedside table. Pain shot throughout his body and his vision blurred.

After a long pause, still on the floor, he raised a hand to his head, blinking as it came sticky with blood. "Violence and bloodplay," he taunted weakly, voice laced with pain. "Never knew you were so kinky. Germ'ny - goo' - y'u," he drawled out with his heavy tongue. Why is it getting so difficult to talk? Harry wondered idly, still sprawled out on the floor. ...and to stay awake? Feels like I'm underwater...
May. 4th, 2007 10:08 pm (UTC)
Draco couldn't help but wince as a heavy, fleshy crack rang through the room after Harry hit the ground. "Harry!" he cried when the brunette began to pass out. "Harry!" he called again, but Potter was already unconscious.

Suddenly the room was shaking and before Draco could even fathom what was going on, nurses and guards were rushing in, swarming onto of him. "Strap him down!" someone shouted. Terrified by the sudden mob of people, Draco tried to struggle only to feel something hard and thick connect with his jaw and then his back. "I said strap him down!"

Hands were everywhere, holding him down as they tighten the constraints around his writs, ankles and waist. Then there was a tall nurse standing over him with an ominous looking needle and Draco began shouting, "No! I didn't do anything! No! Please no!" But the mass of people ignored him and all too soon that needle was being jabbed into his skin.

'No! No. No. no...nn..' Draco whimpered and then his world became fuzzy and incoherent.
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