thattimeofthemonth | Open RP Post

Jake actually felt his knees shake when it was real. There was no way, no possible way Draco could have faked this. With a shaking hand, he reached down, not even sure if he could, or should, touch it, but his mind was so absolutely blown away. This was magic. Draco was magic- his family was magic. All that weird stuff...

"All of it," Jake whispered. "It was all trying to hide what you guys are."

The fox sniffed at Jake, but his hand would have went through it. Draco nodded in answer to Jake's statement.

"I wanted to tell you everything. It was so hard hiding who I really was and why I didn't exactly fit in your world...But my family is already in enough trouble. I couldn't simply afford to just tell you."

He explained softly. His voice quivered slightly from a mixture of fear and excitement.

His knees just gave out and he slowly fell to them in front of the fox, unable to take his eyes off of it yet. It felt like a lifetime of childhood wishes coming true all at once in some weird way that left him shaking, kneeling on his apartment floor. Excitement, confusion, shock.

His family really was in trouble. Trouble with who? With what? What else didn't he know about!? Wait-

His eyes snapped up and he looked to Draco with shocked concern. "...Are- but you told me. What does that mean for you?"

"I don't know. You found out by accident. I think as long as you don't tell anyone else or act like you know about this to people that know me...we should be okay. This is all new for me. I never had friends that didn't have magical abilities."

Draco paused here to move to help Jake. He knew that Jake was overwhelmed by the whole explanation. Only this was just barely the beginning.

"The next bit I'm about to explain is going to be more difficult for me to explain. It'll explain why I'm here with my relatives."

Quietly, Draco explained about his family's beliefs and prejudices...what he had been like at school...and later the Death Eaters and about the Dark Lord. He would stop when ever Jake had questions or needed to digest the information.

Jake held up a hand, as if he was swearing. "I won't tell anyone. I haven't told anyone about all the... other stuff which might actually be this stuff." Excuse him if he was freaking out just a little bit.

But he listened. However long it took - and it took a while** - he would listen. Sleep was forgotten about, though he did gesture for Draco to follow him out to the kitchen for a pot of tea at some point. Only rarely did he ask anything, when he badly needed something cleared up or a definition. He just listened, because not only did he want, maybe need to know, but it sounded a lot like Draco needed to get it off his chest.

[**Seven books worth. :3]

Draco was appreciative of Jake's patience and how he did his best to understand...even learning about all the bad things his family was known for. He was ashamed to even explain that bit to Jake. He was almost afraid that Jake wouldn't want anything to do with him once he really learned what Draco had been like.

While the pot of tea was made, Draco hesitantly unraveled the bandages on his arm. He had refused to show Jake earlier what it was, but now that the secret was out. Even though he hated showing the Dark Mark, he wanted Jake to understand how real this was. He also wanted to show Jake what their relationship may emphasis and change.

Jake looked quietly to the scar that remained on Draco's arm, the mark this... this psychopathic terrorist left on that pale skin. He reached over after several silent moments, taking Draco's forearm, then bent over enough to gently press his lips to the scar. Accepting what the mark meant more than the physical remains of the mark.

"...you did what you did," he said quietly, looking up to Draco as he shifted back down. "You can't get away from that. But the thing you can do? Is change who you are now. Pay it back, however you can. And that's what you're doing. That's what matters, at least to me. You're changing."

A look of relief filled Draco's face as Jake accepted everything even the Dark Mark. "I now have you as a reason to change. I warm you that its not going to be easy for you. You will get a lot of negative attitudes from others for associating with me. Our family name will be forever stained. Very few will want to try and understand what we went through and why. I'm lucky that Remus came when he did."

He wrapped his arm back up as he sat down. "Just know that I will protect you as best I can from it. Maybe over time they will start to see I've changed in time."

"People who want to be angry at you can swivel on it," Jake said bluntly and perhaps a bit rudely, but he meant it with a certain fierce manner. "...I don't know what's going to happen. I'm honestly still in shock, and... it's a lot to take in. I've gotten to know you over the last couple of weeks and maybe... Maybe that's how you were, but that's not how you are now. The now is what matters. This... Death Eater thing is huge, I won't lie, but... It sounds a whole lot more like your dad than you. You got dragged into that mess and you either did it or you lost your family or your life. He was a terrorist and that was wrong, all of it. You don't deserve to be the focus of their anger as long as you're doing right."

"I'm sorry this was just dropped on you all at once. I wasn't sure how to explain and I knew you would have a lot of questions. If yoy have any more questions or concerns don't hesitate to ask."

He placed a hand on Jake's hand. "I'm still in shock of even telling you this. It feels like some kind of dream. I had hoped that you would eventually find out but never had prepared for it. Let alone this soon."

"It's... A lot to take in," Jake admitted quietly, leaning back and pouring himself and Draco a cup of tea each. He needed it. A long sip of tea before he tried to think where to start. "All this is hidden from... What did you say? Muggles?" He wasn't sp sure he liked that word. "I can't believe it's managed to be hidden all this time."

Draco gave a nod. "Coming here was my first time dealing with everything outside my world. My parents really didn't want me to know about it. Yet, they contridict themselves too. My mother with the shows and plays and my father loves to study science and numbers when he can get a chance. He is also very aware of what goes on. So don't let him decieve you on that."

He took another sip of his tea before continuing on. "There's still a debate on keeping things a secret, but over all it was to protect ourselves and you as well. There are many who feel we shouldn't hide who we are--but alot of them think they are superior." He gave a small frown.

Jake looked thoughtful, then finally suggested, "like your family?" It wasn't meant to be insulting, but he knew it could be and held up a hand. "Your father went and worked with that psychopath, he must have thought you guys were superior, right?" His healthy guess on that particular subject.

Draco winced at Jake's response. He knew Jake wasn't accusing him but was merely stating the truth. It still hurt hearing the words. "Yeah...like my family," he replied softly. He looked down at his own hands unsure what to say next. "My family is one big mess."

"Sorry," he said, meaning it honestly. "But you're here, doing things outside of them. I know what it's like to come from a messy family, but... What can you do other than keep going? Do your parents love you? That's the most important thing for now, even if it's a mess. If something happens, you'll have somewhere to go. Somewhere now you don't have to lie, either. ...Pretty sure I need to meet your relatives now, too."

"No need to apologize. I know you didn't mean it as an insult." Draco replied. He paused as he thought on the rest of Jake's questions. His parents loved him, that much he knew...but the question was could they accept him dating a guy let alone a Muggle? Those were two very hard things to accept for them.

"You do...but I need to talk to them first. They don't know any of this. All they know is I've made new friends... and never went into detail. It's going to be hard for them to accept that I'm friends with Muggles let alone dating one. Then the other factor they have to swallow is that I'm dating a guy. I need to see how they're going to react before I bring you with me. I'll admit I'm really nervous of bringing this up to them..."

"...I told you, you don't have to tell them." Jake gave a small, if somewhat sad, smile. "If they have issues with all of that stuff, at worst, you can let them know you became friends with me. ...The rest well, that's our own thing, isn't it? No one else has to know." It wasn't something he wanted to keep a secret, but he of all people knew how that felt to have to deal with.

"I know...but I feel that I should come out and tell them. I would rather them hear it from me...then from someone else." Draco replied in a nervous tone and gave a weak smile. "Not to mention I think my mother would figure something's up and drag it out of me. And that would not go well."

"If she's anything like you, yes she will," Jake said dryly, considering that was exactly what Draco had done earlier to him. He leaned forward on his forearms, thinking about it. "Is it better to do it all at once, or maybe... introduce me to them? So they can learn to deal with my being a Muggle - seriously is that an insult to you guys and I'm insulting myself? - before they- ah- learn more?"

The comment on his mother made Draco blush. It was true. "We are similar in many ways...Only she can be a lot more scarier.... think that would be a wiser idea...Just let them get to know you first before throwing everything at once to them. This would be the first obstacle."

He reached out and grabbed Jake's hand. "I don't think this is an insult at all. They're going to have to learn to accept things are changing."

"Moms are always scary," Jake agreed, even though he thought of his dad as more frightening than his mother, but it all was a subject he never was terribly keen to discus. He turned his hand over to lace with Draco, chuckling quietly. "I only meant the word 'Muggle', but no, this is definitely not insulting. ...I told you, fate brought us together on purpose, no matter where this goes."

He wanted to learn as much as he could about this world just beyond what he could see, so badly. It seemed incredible, everything he might have ever dreamed of. Yet... he knew Draco had his plans, which meant that Draco very well could choose to leave and that would be the end of this most likely. Setting himself up to be hurt, but worth it.

His dad could be scary...but that only seemed to be directed at those who hurt or threatened his family. It was always his mother that people feared more when they got to know the Malfoys.

"Oh...I don't think 'Muggle' was meant to be an insult...there are far worse terms to use. I think each culture has a different term they use." Draco explained.

If only Draco could ensure Jake that he wasn't going to leave Jake's side any time soon...even with his own agenda. A Malfoy was always loyal to those they cared about.

He'd seen it, though. People who cared about each other go to different places and ... that was it. They don't see each other, get too busy, and Draco was going places. He was a wizard, for goodness' sake! That was unbelievable! How could this last if their worlds weren't even supposed to intermingle, never mind that Draco would leave. But in a way, Jake didn't care. This was everything he could have hoped for. He cared for Draco, was cared for in return. Good relationship, even if strange.

"Muggle, then." He laughed a little, still amazed at it all. "What was that.. white fox you cast earlier, anyway? An illusion?" It had been oddly cute.

Draco gave a small smile at the mention of his fox. He was proud of that spell as it had separated him from his parents. It also helped save him. "It's called a patronus charm. It's a shield used to protect you or others against dark creatures. And to a degree they can be used to send messages. The charm is different for every witch and wizard as it reveals a little bit of who you are personality wise.

However... the patronus charm is also light magic...good magic. Those who use the dark arts can't use the patronus charm due to the fact that in order to use the charm you need to use a strong happy memory to conjure it. Even for those who do use light magic it's a difficult charm to produce."

"A fox, eh?" Jake leaned back, thinking about it, before he laughed quietly. "I can see you as a fox, but I would have thought it'd be a dragon." Oh it was a little tease and it showed in Jake's eyes before he scratched his nose. "Quick thinking, fast, a bit roguish? Oh, I can see you as a fox, yes. Knowing me, I'd end up with something like Lucky."

Who lifted his head from nearby, ears perking up.

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