Smallville Fan Fiction / Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Savin Me ❯ Chapter 1

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

I own nothing but the plot! (Actually this is a challenge response fic for Random Dispatcher so technically I don’t even own this! :p~~~~~

Show me what it's likeTo be the last one standingAnd teach me wrong from rightAnd I'll show you what I can beSay it for meSay it to meAnd I'll leave this life behind meSay it if it's worth saving me
- Savin me by Nickleback
Savin’ Me

Chapter 1

“Hold on Harry, we’re almost there,” Severus murmured, brushing back the ebony curls and wiping away the sweat and tears that slipped down the drawn face of the chosen one. Even though they were sitting in separate seats, he had to keep touching Harry, just to make sure he was still alive.

“Why are we doing this again, Uncle Severus?” Draco sneered, glaring out the window of the small airplane.

“Draco, as I’ve told you before, Harry is the only one who can defeat the Dark Lord, therefore it is our duty to protect him. You know this, we’ve gone over it time and time again. Why can’t you grasp this simple mission?” Severus stated calmly, through clenched teeth.

“I know Uncle Severus, I just… I wish there could have been another way.” Draco sulked.

Heaving a sigh, Severus ran his fingers through his hair. This transition hadn’t been easy on any of them. For his part, finding out that Harry was his charge after the death of Dumbledore had sent all of his past feeling for the insolent brat flying. After all, being told that you must take care of someone, even if they were considered an adult was a sobering thought. And coming to find Harry’s beaten and bloodied body crumpled around a pile of broken objects had made him wonder. What had happened? What was the meaning of the junk that even now Harry refused to let go. And why was the boy so small? All of his past mistakes were swirling around them. If only he hadn’t weighed and measured Harry by his father’s standard. If only Dumbledore hadn’t demanded the unbreakable vow…if only if only.

But he was refusing to deal with the what ifs. Nothing could be changed by dwelling in the past, as he had tried to show Draco. Of course Draco hadn’t been willing to leave England behind. But it was safer with Harry than apart… as Draco had found out. Like his father before him, Harry Potter had saved the life of his bitter most rival.

Opening his eyes, he glanced between the two boys. That’s what they were to him, just children. And yet they had both seen more in their young lives than most children ever witness.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise when Harry approached Draco about switching sides. That thrice blasted bond between him and Voldemort had allowed Harry to see all the torture and emotional abuse that the snake faced bastard had heaped on Draco. It wasn’t enough to goad the boy about his fathers imprisonment. No, Voldemort had to pour salt in the unhealed wound. Letting Draco know that his father had been killed on his orders, and that his mother had been driven insane by his hand had been a devastating blow. But that’s what Voldemort excelled in. Cruelly ripping away all hope. Of course Draco had leapt at the chance., not realizing that he would soon be leaving behind all that he knew.

The only difference between himself and Draco was the fact that Draco wasn’t bitter about being rescued. Indeed he was somewhat enamoured with the young chosen one. Both boys clung to each other, realizing that they were the only safe harbor in an uncertain world. Severus only hoped for their sake that everything worked out the way it was supposed to.

As the plane landed, Severus reached down and gently shook Harry awake. Leading the battered youths off the plane, he directed both teens to the luggage corral.
After selecting their suitcases, everything seemed to catch up with them.. They made it. They were safe in America.

Severus smirked and looked down at the younger men. “Gentlemen, welcome to Metropolis.”

TBC