Draco's First Victim ch 3

KATE: Hello everyone, first off I would like to say thankyou for all the people that have given my support with my writing.
ASCAR: Can we thank them after the story I really can’t wait to read it. I really want to find out who that boy was!!
KATE: Ok, no rest for the wicked. (Giggles) I hope you like it.
ASCAR: Kate doesn’t own Harry Potter or claim to. Let’s get started.
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Chapter 3 In the shadows

It was the boy that had been dragged in here by Dudley. Harry hadn’t been able to see him very well from across the park and the boy had been surround before so he hadn’t been able to see what he look like until now. He had to be the most beautiful boy Harry had ever seen. He had sandy blond hair and sweet pink lips but what caught Harry’s eye was the boys eyes filled with concern for Harry’s life, they where a mix of colours, green, blue and gold all melting into one, Harry felt lost in them. From afar his eyes looked aqua with a golden ring around the pupil.
Despite all the things that had happen to Harry, he found himself asking only one question.
Who was this boy?
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“A….are you ok” breathed the boy his entire body quivering, Harry noticed the boys lack of strength, he must have overexerted his body with the magic he channelled to protect Harry. But how had he been able to draw on Harry’s wand?
Harry began to heave himself up to sit but as he used his right hand to steady himself he winced in pain, he was in danger of falling back to the ground when the boy moved swiftly behind him and steadied him, dropping Harry’s wand in the process. Harry didn’t seem to perceive the boys movements, as he cried out in pain, focusing too much on the pounding coming from his right wrist. It was throbbing from the weight of that rat faced boys knees crushing it into the ground, the pain seemed to be growing in energy. It was turning purple, Harry suspected it was broken. The boy supported Harry, while he closed his eyes, fighting the need to faint as shots of red hot pain ran up and down his arm. The pain subsided and he open his eyes realising his was being supported by the boy, Harry was suddenly responsive of his soft breathing on the side of Harry’s neck and swiftly moved around to look at the boy, he had to be only twelve years old.
“Thanks” Harry mumbled while quickly getting to his feet using his left hand. Why was he acting so odd towards this boy, he was acting almost shy. In fact he was feeling the same as when he had tried to ask Choe out to the dance last year. But why, it wasn’t like he liked him or anything. His heart jumped while he thought this and his face grew a light red.
Pushing these thoughts to the back of his mind he looked down at the boy who was now looking up at him, still sitting on the ground his legs spread out to the sides of his body, his head tilted to one side confused by the way this boy was acting.
Harry’s went bright red, how cute he looked. Cute!! What are you thinking Harry? A voice in the back of his head whispered.
“Arr…. thanks for your help” Harry needing to kill the silence between them. The boy gave a big smile and Harry’s heart screamed.
“I should be saying that to you” said the boy stumbling to his feet and moving closer to Harry, Harry took a step back. The boy frowned, but stayed his distance looking a little hurt. Harry wanted to hit himself for his reaction, he didn’t know why he had reacted like that, but he had a feeling that if he allowed this boy to get close him wouldn’t be able to control himself. Control yourself? Whispered the small vice in his head, I wonder what you mean by that? Hmm.
“Well.. umm” piped up the boy, he had a soft kind voice “Thankyou for helping me, I really don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t stepped in, but I can guess” he whispered the last part, looking down at his body. His white T-Shirt he was wearing was torn at the neck and it had been stretched so much from Dudley’s violent dragging that the hole for the nick was now showing the top of his right soft shoulder. The top button of his blue jeans was undone, he scramble to do it up again.
He took in a deep shuddering breath and looked up into them green ivy eyes, he smiled. “It takes someone brave to stand up to Dudley and help someone in need, thank you .. umm” he went to say a name.
“Harry, Harry Potter” he smiled down at the boy.
“Harry” whispered the boy making a mental note to remember the name. “I’m Seth, Seth Ryn, nice to meet you” he held out his hand to Harry.
Harry took it with his left hand “nice to meet you too” he smiled; feeling relaxed now he new the boys name. Seth, he thought I’ll remember you.
Seth smiled and began to look around on the ground, searching for something. He found what he was looking for, Harry’s glasses. He gently picked them up and examined them; the glass was splintered but was still holding strong in their frame. Slowly turning back to Harry he tenderly handed them back to him looking timidly up at Harry’s face searching it for any hints of anger. “I’m sorry this happened to you, it’s all because of me” he stammered close to tears, the full waves of shock of what had happened seemed to have sunken in.
Harry gazed into the boys tear flooded eyes and eminently felt like wrapping his arms around him and assuring him it was over. He walked over to the boy and put his left hand on his uncovered soft lily white shoulder, the pain from his right arm had been eminently forgotten all thoughts fell onto making the boy feel better. “Your ok, it’s over. Were ok, they can’t hurt us.” He smiled down at Seth.
Seth bowed his head “but if I had of listened to my cousin and not walked though the park this wouldn’t have happened. You wouldn’t have been hurt.” He whispered crying harder.
Harry griped the boys chin with his hand and gently forced him to look up into his eyes. “But then I wouldn’t have met you, silly.” he grinned “Besides I deal with Dudley all the time, his my cousin and he knows the consequences of what would happen if he had pushed it any further, he would have stopped” he whispered the last part as if trying to convince himself, but not believing his own words, saying them in hope they would make Seth feel better.
Seth gaped at him and pulled away. “He’s your cousin, but you don’t act, I mean you don’t look like…”
Harry cut in “Yer, not many people believe it too. But I only get forced to see my cousin and my aunt and uncle in the summers. The rest of the time I go to….” Harry stopped himself. I didn’t know if he should be talking about magic to this boy. He wasn’t sure if he was a Muggle or not. But he did do magic so he must have magical blood in him.
“Yes” the boy pushed him to continue.
“Umm, well. I have to ask this first are you a Muggle?”
“Muggle? What’s a Muggle?”
That was a yes, or maybe not. Maybe he was a wizard but just didn’t know it like he and Hermione hadn’t known before they got there letters. But if that was the case, was it ok for Harry to tell him what he was or was he sill braking wizardry law? Harry decided to avid the topic.
“So do you live around here, I haven’t seen you around before?” he asked.
Seth looked at him suspiciously for changing the subject, but decided not the question it. “My family and I moved here at the start of the summer to be closer to family, well their family. They are not really my family, I was taken in by Mark and Judie when I was six, they found my in their local park under a willow tree. I can’t remember much before then.” He blushing as he realized he had said more then he needed.
Harry smirked at his timid behaviour “I’m an orphan too, that’s why I stay with my aunt and uncle.”
“Really, I’m sorry” the boys voice sounded distressed, like he meant it and he bowed his head now staring at the dark earthy ground “do you remember your parents” he mumbled.
“Not really, but I have pictures of them” Harry’s voice was wavering, like I always tendered to do when talking about his parents and he wanted to change the subject soon.
“That’s nice” Seth said smiling at the ground “I can’t remember mine. I don’t even know what they look like. But I like to think my mum had blond hair like mine and my dad gave me my eyes.” He looked up at Harry’s sad face and blushed again realising he had said too much again and in the process hurt Harry by bring back troubling memories “Sorry” Seth whispered.
“No it’s ok, I feel sorrier you don’t even know what they look like. Can I ask how they died?” Harry asked gently, feeling he was getting more and more close to this boy by the minute and he didn’t want to stop. Harry liked sharing these things with someone that understood how he was feeling.
“I don’t even know if they are dead, all I remember is waking up under the willow tree and finding myself being scooped up my Mark and taken to hospital” Seth kicked the ground with his sneaker and breathed in a long slow breath. He was starting to feel more and more gloomier by the minute, but talking about his parents had never really made him feel like this. It was like all the happiness in him was being sucked out. He looked up at Harry, who had become deathly silent and was staring at the entrance of the tunnel, he looked anxious as if he was expecting a monster to jump out from behind the entrance wall. Seth eminently thought Dudley’s gang was back and he wheeled around to face the entrance searching frantically for the fat boy. But there was no one, he noticed that outside had become very overcast. When had that happened? They were in the middle of a drought.
“Harry” whispered Seth staring up at Harry worried expression searching for an explanation to his reaction “what’s wrong?”
“We need to get out of here” Harry yelled, his voice had suddenly changed. It had become firm and Seth felt he was being talked to by a leader.
“What why, what’s happing Harry?” Seth frowned as Harry seized his wrist and started pulling him towards the other entrance. Seth’s small legs had to start running to keep up with Harry’s.
“Harry……STOP!!” Seth yelled anxiously “Your wand!!”
Wand, Harry thought, so he does know about magic. But Harry stopped as he realised what Seth had said. He looked back to see his wand lying where Seth had dropped it. How could he have been so brainless to not check for his wand before….no time, he thought.
He quickly bent to look into Seth eyes, taking hold of Seth’s naked soldier with his left hand “Stay right here ok, I’ll be right back” and he took off running as fast as he could toward his wand.
Seth watched Harry run and suddenly he felt a strong wave of sadness run through his veins and he stared to shiver violently. He look outside and realised it had started to rain, he watched the rain fall like sharp arrows to the ground and as the water trickled down the slope to meet his feet. He looked at Harry who had gotten to his wand and twisted around meeting Seth’s eyes with a horrified look on his face as he stared up at Seth. Seth looked down at his feet and began to realise the water around them was begin to freeze. He turned to look outside again but his eyes met black fabric and he realised someone was standing right next to him. Looking up at the figure he met a dreadful site. It was a face, but not human. Its eye’s looked like they had been gouged out of it sockets, the skin around its face was black and rotten. It look like a corpse that had been dead for at least six months, its face was mostly hidden behind a large hood. But its mouth was what trapped Seth’s gaze, it was gaping down looking for Seth’s soft lips. Seth couldn’t drive himself to more as the arms scooped him up in a way you would cradle a baby. It hugged Seth’s quivering body to its own and Seth could feel the rib bones of the monster digging into his supple pink flesh. He could do nothing but gaze up at the creature willing himself to move as the creatures head bowed down to kiss him.

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Harry screamed for Seth to run but Seth didn’t seem to hear him. Harry started to sprint towards Seth but it felt like he was in a dream where as much as he ran he got nowhere. He watched as if in slow motion as the horrifying monster out of some sick nightmare scoop up the innocent quivering child and clamed him as it’s own as two other Dementor’s swooped in to try and take Seth. The Dementor cradle Seth lovingly as if he had found a new dolly to play with, an obedient dolly. Harry roared out for it to stop it.
Which drew the attention of the other Dementor’s that where looking down at Seth. They turned gradually and swooped towards Harry. Harry was forced to stop running and ready himself for his Patronum spell. But as he flicked his wand with his right wrist the shooting hot pain came back to him, crushing all his happy thoughts. He closed his eyes and tried to hold onto consciousness. He felt a skeleton hand aggressively grab his exposed neck and lift him off the ground slamming him in to the cement wall. He cried out and forced himself to look up at the horrendous dead face. He frowned; no he wasn’t going to let this happen he had to fight for Seth’s sake. He lifted his wand and pointed it at the Dementor’s abdomen and cry out in pain and in anguish “EXPECTO PATRONUM!” and the face of Seth streamed across his mind bring with it all of Harry’s happy memory’s. The Dementor swiftly moved away, dropping Harry in the process. The spell immediately stopped as pain fired though him from being dropped. Harry quickly got to his feet and screamed out the spell once more. The stag immediately appeared and reared its head up moving to stand between Harry and the Dementor. It lowered it horns and pointed them at the Dementor in a warning pose to back off. Harry glanced over at the Dementor embracing Seth, Seth’s eyes were closed and the Dementor was moving closer positioning itself for The Kiss. Seth wasn’t breathing.
“NO” Harry roared out as he screamed for the stag to charge at the Dementor’s. The stag reared its head, stamping its front hoof on the ground and attacked. Chasing out all the Dementor’s one by one. Until the last Dementor who was clenching Seth, stared lonely down at Seth and forced itself to drop him and follow the group. The stag chased after it making sure if was leaving and stood at the entrance and reared it’s head back and fore warning them not to come back and turned sadly to look back a Harry kneeling over the small body of Seth before vanishing into thin air.
“Seth” Harry breathed cupping the boys head in his hands, he wasn’t breathing. Had the Dementor already stolen his soul. No Harry refused to even consider it. He just had to get him to breathing. Harry struggled to remember back to primary school when they had been all shepherded onto the school gym and shown how to do first aid. Harry suddenly remembered Dudley and his gang all standing around Harry as they watched him resuscitate the dummy.
“Look Harry kissing it” laughed Dudley while he got down to kneel behind Harry and seized the back of Harry head and forced him onto the minikin mouth. The boy’s made a tighter circle around them so the teacher couldn’t see as Dudley moved Harry’s head around to make it look like he was kiss it passionately. Harry cried out to stop it as his lips began to crack, started to bleed.
“What’s going on there” bellowed the gym teacher as Dudley skulked away leaving Harry crying on the ground, the teacher turned and walked away.
Harry shook his head, no look past that he told himself, what were we told to do.
“First” bellowed the teacher “tilt the head back to open the airway”
Harry gently griped Seth’s chin and moved his head up.
“Second, two breaths then thirty compressions and repeat” yelled the teacher over the roar of the children chatting.
Harry looked down at Seth’s pink lips and gently opened his mouth and slowly placed his own lips over his. Harry didn’t want to stop there he wanted to kiss Seth feel his tongue on his. Quite it he told himself, how can you think about that now!! He screamed at himself. He gave to breaths and began to pump Seth’s chest, Harry burned red, not from exhaustion but from the feel of Seth’s chest under him. Harry felt very wrong, but as he’s eyes searched Seth’s body for signs of breathing, as he pumped, he couldn’t help but feel slightly aroused.
He lifted Seth’s head again and pushed his lips down on Seth’s for a second time and breathed in. He sat up and looked down at Seth, panicking.
“Seth pleases breathe for me” he began to cry as he moved to start pumping his chest again. Suddenly Seth moaned and began to start coughing and wheezing.
“Seth” Harry cried out as he looked down at Seth, tears running down his checks.
Seth tenderly opened his greenly blue watery eyes and gazed up at Harry. “Harry, what?”
“It’s ok, there gone. You’re safe”
Seth giggled softly “Looks like you saved me one more” he shuddered and started coughing.
“Shh save you breath, just relax ok.”
Seth smiled up at Harry’s green tear filled eyes “Thanks Harry” he managed to say before passing out.
Harry smiled down at Seth relief rushing though him. But it was short lived as he heard hurried foot steps behind him. He wheeled around to find Mrs Figg, his crazy cat lady, walking swiftly towards him. He glanced down at the wand in his hand and quickly went to slip it into his back pocket.
“Don’t put it away, boy!! What if there are more of them” She coming to a stop in front of Harry and Seth. She looked astonished and shocked when she examined the two boys closely and Harry could guess why. Both boys looked worse for ware. Harry with his broken glasses, torn open shirt and seemingly broken wrist. Seth with his torn T-shirt and most important detail, unconscious.
“Dear child, did the Dementor’s do this to you?” whispered Mrs Figg kneeling down to look over Seth. Harry was still getting over the fact that Mrs Figg new what a Dementor was or to that matter what a wand was. Harry thought this was turning out to be on hell of a day.
“Arrr yes” Harry decided to not divulge the full truth of what happened.
“Who is this boy?” said Mrs Figg staring down at Seth’s blond hair and stroking it.
“Seth Ryn” he breathed all this was getting a bit much for him.
“Ryn, Ryn where have I heard that?” she muttered to herself “I know where I’ve heard that name before. O yes it was in the muggle news some years ago. A boy named Seth Ryn was found bloody and almost dead under that willow tree by Mark and Judie Wicnar. They say the only thing he could remember was his name. O yes he was in a horrible state when they found him. But the thing was he was covered head to toe in blood but none of it was his, in face he had not a scratch on him, the poor thing. Never did find his parents.” She sighed “Looks like his still not having much luck now, well we best be getting you two home. Before anything else can take a stab at your life Harry” she said getting up, slowly lifting Seth off the ground. Harry was amazed that she could lift him.
“Arrr do you want help” Harry stammered hoping she wasn’t going to drop him.
“I thought I might but he is very light for his age, I hope they are feeding him at home” she said looking down at Seth’s body “well come on get up, get up, boy”
She began to walk off with Seth. Harry just sat there thinking over what she had just said. Seth had failed to mention the blood. Harry wondered just what had happened to his parent and just who’s blood was he coated in and just who would be so twisted as to smear blood all over an innocent child, if someone even did. What are you thinking Harry, if someone didn’t do it that would mean Seth….
“Hurry up boy” cried out Mrs Figg now outside the entrance of the tunnel.
Harry scrabbled to his feet and ran after her trying to overlook his thoughts. But Harry knew himself to well, he knew he would never let this rest until he revealed just what had happened to Seth.


KATE: ooo what do you think happened? I’m interested to hear your thoughts on the matter.
ASCAR: You can tell me right. What is he, bad or good?
KATE: I’ll never tell, not till the end that is or maybe halfway into the story.
ASCAR: Fine be that way, I’ll just work it out on my own!!
KATE: (Giggles) your so cute when your angry. But I’ll give you one clue. Ryn means slayer of Dragon and Draco as you know means Dragon.
ASCAR: Hummm (sits and thinks)
KATE: I would like to say thankyou to vampirexXxlover and especially chibichan80 for all you support. Hope you liked it. Next one will be up soon. See ya

This is a picture of Seth