Save The Frogs
Draco quickly and quietly made his way to the fusuma, sliding it open. Akihiko was standing on the other side of it, freshly out of his school uniform.
The boy's small frame was now clad in a grey wife beater style tank top and black sweat pants. His face still had blood on it from the beat down, and his black eye was getting darker with the night sky. He looked like shit.
"I couldn't find a first aid kit," He began. "I'm sorry." He looked disappointed in himself, Draco didn't like that.
"It's alright, let's get you over to a table and I'll go find one, I think I know where it is....Okay?" Draco quickly reassured.
And with his brother's nod, Draco quietly pulled his little brother by the arm through the hallway and back into the main room with the traditional table. When they arrived, they saw that everybody else was seated there. The six of them were conversing and quieted when Draco and Akihiko walked into the room. Draco pulled Akihiko to sit down at the end of the table where nobody else was. Fred and George sat opposite of him, while Hermione and Ron were one the left, and Ginny and Harry were on the right.
Draco left quickly to go find the first aid kit, but not before making sure his brother was comfortable and didn't have any hidden injuries. "Aki, are you okay for me to go get the kit? You don't have any other injuries besides the ones on your face, right?" He asked. He sounded like a parent.
"Yeah, I'm okay." Akihiko responded. "And I have a cut on my chest, I don't know if it will need stitches or not." He moved down his tank top to reveal a slightly puffy cut.
It wasn't deep enough to need actual stitches, but it definitely looked infected and needed to be treated.
"Okay, I'll get the stuff we need. I won't be longer than five minutes." And just like that, Draco was walking away towards the hotel kitchens.
Akihiko turned around to look at everybody else. Everyone was staring at where Draco had been, shocked once again.
"Is he usually that nice, or is he going crazy?" Ron asked him.
Akihiko let out a snort and said, "Nah, but even though he can be a real asshole sometimes, he's always there for the people that he cares about."
Fred wanted to be somebody Draco cared about.
"Is he a good brother?" He heard Ginny ask the young boy.
He saw Akihiko nod enthusiasticly. He followed up with, "The best."
"Tell us some stories about him?" Fred asked in a quiet voice. He wanted to learn about Draco as much as he could, even after the only thoughts on his mind and the only words on his tounge we're his love's name.
"Uh," Akihiko began, trying to think. "Oh! Mum told me this story. One time when I was really little, I think I was a baby, so Draco would have been six or seven. Anyway, the Malfoy's were having a private auction, and Draco was super hungry. Not like food hungry, blood hungry. He was begging Lucius the entire time to let him have some blood but he kept saying, 'In a minute Draco, stop complaining.'" He did a good impression of Lucius Malfoy.
"Obviously that minute never came, and Draco found a way to sneak away from the guards and into the garden. He either found a rat or a bunny, I don't remember, but he tried eating it and it was too bitter. He ended crying and walking over and out in front of the crowds holding up a dead rodent with blood all over him. Lucius was so angry, but he tried saving face and started making stuff up like, 'oh no! Son where did you find that poor creature? I'm sorry he's dead, did you try giving him mouth to mouth?' And Draco just nodded because he did, technically, and then he gave it to Lucius and said, 'maybe he'll wake up if you do it, Father!'. And everybody was looking at Lucius, and he didn't want to look like a total asshole and a shit Dad in front of almost every uptight pureblood family, so he did it. Mum has photos of it somewhere, I'll show you them later, if you want."
Everybody was silent before Hermione snorted and said, "Sorry, just the thought of Lucius Malfoy giving mouth to mouth to a rabbit is kind of weird."
"What?" Draco asked with a confused and bewildered look on his face. He was holding what looked to be a first aid kit and an old bottle of Sake.
"I was telling them the rabbit story!" Akihiko said with a smile as Draco sat down in front of him, crossing his legs and copying his posture.
Draco rolled his eyes as he opened the first aid kit. "You never tell it right, Aki."
"Do too!" The boy argued back.
"No, you always say it was a rodent. It was a frog, I ate a frog!"
Hermione laughed loudly at the new mental image of Lucius Malfoy.
"And I wasn't crying because it was bitter, I was crying because I killed it and I felt bad because I couldn't restrain myself." Draco added while he got out bandaids and stitching tape, along with some gauze.
"So the frog tasted good?" Harry asked with a smirk.
Draco looked over at him and said, "Oh the frog was delicious, I just felt bad because I enjoyed it so much."
Harry snorted.
Fred was too caught up in his staring at Draco to fully process what was being said. The tight shirt was framing his lean, muscular upper body perfectly. He could even see the blondes thin waist and feminine hips. In Fred's eyes, Draco was more perfect then the known sculpture of David he had seen in photos. Draco's beauty could rival Aphrodite's on any day, and his intellect was that of Athena. He was perfect.
And Fred was Fred. He was just some mere mortal compared to his love. But he wouldn't have it any other way.
Ron's voice cut through his thoughts. "What's the alcohol for?" He asked.
Draco just opened the bottle, took a quick swig before he poured some of it on some gauze and pressed it straight into his brother's face.
Akihiko let out a pained whimper as a few tears rolled down his face. Draco was quick to wipe them away with the back of his hand and brushed his brother's hair befing his ear comfortingly.
"Draco what the hell!?" Hermione all but screeched.
He had just used straight hundred year old sake on his brother's face and looked as if he had no remorse.
"It was the only non-chemical disinfectant I could find." He began. "All of the peroxide expired and all of the stores close early this time of year."
He pulled the gauze away from his brother's lip and got a newly doused one to press to the cut on his chest. Akihiko let out another hiss and a few more tears.
"Will he be okay?" George asked, concerned.
"Yeah," Draco responded casually with a smile on his face. "There's nothing this kid can't handle." He said as he ruffled his brother's hair.
Once the wounds were cleaned, Draco grabbed the stitching tape and began closing the wound on his brother's chest before he covered it with a giant patch bandaid. He then used one strip of the stitching tape to close up Akihiko's split lip.
He hugged his brother tightly and whispered apologies into his hair. He then pulled away and said a quick "I'll be right back." Before he dispeared again, only to return with a wet wash cloth and an old frozen bag of peas. He carefully wiped the hauntingly black veelan blood off of his brother's face and gave the frozen peas to Akihiko to hold against his black eye.
Once done cleaning up his poor brother as everyone else silently watched, Draco said a quiet "Finished." Before he started cleaning everything up and left as quickly as he got there.
He walked back past the main room and said to everyone a quick, "Night, 'm going to bed." And quickly returned to his moth ball smelling covers once again.