Ok so it's been a few years since I have written anything on and Im sorry to those who thought I would finish one of the storys. To be honest I went through everything and gags I used to be a horrendous writer! I know I was only in 7th and 8th grade but my writing has developed a little and my interests have changed from "Sailor Moon" to Jrock, cosplay, and Harry Potter slash. I plan on starting this fic and finishing it! I swear...Even if I have to shoot myself a couple of times...I will try and finish it up. Props to Iamthelizardqueen for inspiring me. Oh and a warning! I am sorry to inform everyone that my grammer and spelling suck ass and I will try and find a spell check somewhere. This has been fixed. You will really want to re-read this. I put in a whole new part.

Title: Innocent Mutilation

Disclaimer: I don't own anything

Chapter One

Warning: Weasley slash, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy slash ahead. Nothing serious like sex scenes, not in this chapter anyways. So, if you don't get hot in your pants when you think about the twins together (or HP/DM for that matter) I suggest you sceddadle!

Rating: PG (i guess...)

Harry leaned foreward with his wand, "So, this is it then...The end." Lord Voldemort smiled wickedly at Harry, "Yes, I think it is...for us and for the rest of the world." A wind started to pick up and made Harry shiver. Everyone is counting on me to beat him. Something that I haven't been able to do for all seven years during school. I'm eighteen years old! I don't want to die...and I don't want to let him be able to kill my friends. Hermione...Ron...Mum, Dad...Siruius. This is...THIS IS FOR YOU! They swung thier wands at eachother and both started an incantation. He heard the words, "adhadda kedhabhra" - "let the thing be destroyed..."

Harry saw the green light and felt as if it was rushing at him," NO! YOU WILL NOT TO THIS TO ME! adhadda kedhabhra" - "let the thing be destroyed!" Harry repeated the spell and glared as hard as he could at the dark lord. The two green balls hit together and there was an explosion. Harry was knocked backwards and flipped over. His hands were burning, he had blood dripping from his forehead, and he felt like his stomache was being squeezed.

Harry tried to see if Voldemort was gone but then he heard someone chanting and he knew he was still there. "Lumos!" Harrys wand lit up and he gazed out at the field. He turned to his right and Lord Voldemort smiled, "Not gone yet!" Something swung at him and Harry was knocked back. Harrys mouth twitched. He didn't know what to do but he had to do something. Combined with the hatred for this man and everything that he had ever done to him, Harry lifted his wand for the last time and let out one word, " Crucio." and then he fell back and all he saw was darkness.

Harry lay somewhere, unconsience. He knew he was somewhere civilized because of two things. One, he felt something beneath him much diffrent from the hard ground he had fallen on. Also, he kept hearing fragmented sentances. He guessed he was in heaven and that his parents were trying to wake him up. He tried to hear them better but the snitchets he heard were uncoherent.

"but he's..."

"No! Dont give him that..."

"Look! He's coming around."

The last thing he heard made him nervous. It meant that he would be awake soon and then he would find out what heaven was like. For Harry believed he was dead and infact in heaven. Harry tried to open his eyes but they were still heavy. Then all of a sudden his whole body was immersed in pain. After it subsided, Harry paused, "People don't get hurt in Heaven! So, I still must be alive." Harry came to the realization and sighed, " I hope I beat him." Harry thought and then was swept into deep sleep.

When he awoke he heard, what would seem to be, a million people screaming his name and various other things. Harry felt dazed but was so fascinated with the feeling of being alive that he picked up the rooms fervor and let a smile show. He blinked a couple of times, clearing his eyes and assesed the room. Hermione and Ron were next to him, with big grins on thier faces. Harry did hwoever, notice that both sets of eyes were puffy and red, like they had been crying. His gaze shifted slightly and he spotted Sirius, he was clapping and smiling but boked as if he was about to pass out. Harry then let his eyes travel around the crowd. He saw Dumbledore, Snape, various people and other teachers. Harry noticed everyone of them looked exhausted. He bit his lip and looked up. There was an open window letting in a cool breeze. The sun was also very bright and fell on Harry's face, warming it and making him smile again.

Harry coughed, trying to get everyones attention, not wanting to test his voice yet. Ron looked at him, concern filling his face. "I guess he noticed!" Harry thought as Ron came up to him. Ron softly let his hand fall on Harry's shoulder, "Congradulations." is all Ron said. It looked like he was going to leave but then embraced Harry tightly and whispered, "Thank you." into his ear. Hermione was the next to come up. She skipped talking and threw herself on the bed, pulling Harry into a death grip. Harry was instantly crushed with Hermiones presence. "Erm...Hello to you to Hermione..." Harry felt her grip tighten even more, if that was even possible. So, Harry went to last resources, "Mione! AIR!" Hermione let go, "S-Sorry. I'm just so glad to see you, and have you alright." and tears fell down and echoed off the tiles of the floor. "Hey, there isn't any need for that." Harry grabbed a tissue, and handed it to her. "It's going to be ok from now on." Harry looked at her sternly and she merely nodded.

By then Sirius had crept up, "Hey, mister. How are you doing?" If everyone else had looked concerned and tired, Sirius was by far off the worst. "I want everyone to leave. I'm tired. Other than that, good. I don't know if you can say the same thing. Sirius, I want you to take Hermione and Ron and you all go to sleep." Harry glared at Sirius to make sure Sirius knew that he meant it. Sirius nodded and hugged him. "Love you." and ruffled his hair. Sirius went to get Hermione and Ron. Then a swarm of people gushed foreward and everyone was hugging him and shaking his hand and congradulating him that Harry soon felt very ill. He tried to speed up the proccess and in an hours worth of greetings, the room was empty...So Harry thought.

Harry leaned back in his bed and thought about everything. The defeat of Voldemort had actually happened, he had actually pulled it off. He mulled through thoughts concerning this but was disrupted by a grunt and russle coming from the left side of the room. Wether from his training or from being barrackaded down with people the whole day, he jumped up and cracked his head toward the sound. Harry gasped and let his stance fall. What he saw sitting before him was, to say the least, shocking. It was a man with light white/blonde hair. His eyes were a crisp, light grey/blue. His attire were med-garbs, which shocked him to no end, and he had let his nice lips come to a pout. "Draco Malfoy..." Harry let slip out of his mouth.

Draco jerked up from his scowling position, "Harry fucking Potter!" he spat at him. "Wha-what are you doing here?" Harry asked dumbfounded at the man and the venom that was in his voice. "What do you think?" he looked at him hatefully and then gestured at his attire. Harry let his eyes fall on the medi-garbs. "So, your a doctor? O-Or something?" Harry was still in shock. "Or something." Draco stood, "I'm your 'assaigned' nurse." Draco bit his lip and crossed his arms, not letting his eyes settle on Harry. "Oh, erm..How the hell did you become a nurse?" Harry all of a sudden let burst out.

Draco felt a slight blush coming on, but let it fade before he answered. "None of your business." he said it lightly, with no sound of emotion. "Well, maybe it should be, since your going to be my nurse." Harry now crossed his arms as well. "No, I don't think it will help speed your injury healing up any." Draco let his eyes shift towards him, but only to glare and then pounce back at the wall. "Come on Nurse Malfoy! Tell me." Harry put emphasis on the word nurse and smiled as he saw Draco's mouth twist down into a tight frown but then he was slapped by a stinging hand followed by a soft, "Don't ask me...Please." Harry put a hand on his cheek, "Damn! Sorry, I wont again." he rubbed at his cheek.

Then a small, cool hand lightly wrapped itself around Harrys and pulled it out of the way, the side of the bed pressed down, as if someone had sat down and then something cold was pressed against his cheek. "Sorry. I know you're still recovering from other injurys." and Harry let his hand come up to touch Draco's hand and looked at him, "I'm also sorry, I didn't know it would make you so mad..but it was why I said it. Your not being a very nice Nurse, now are you?" Harry grinned. Draco rolled his eyes and took his hand away, "Oh please, Potter. Neither one of us are known to get along well with eachother." Draco bit his lip again and whispered, "I can't do this..." and left the room.

"Well, what a day..." Harry thought as he set the ice pack on the table next to the bed and layed back down, letting the thoughts of Voldemort and sleep roll around him.

Draco was outside the door, leaned against a wall, with tears welling up in his eyes. He was blushing, his heart was racing, and it took all of his Malfoy expertise to calm himself down. "Damn it all, Potter!" he said as he headed toward the Doctors office, leaving any trace of his small breakdown at the wall. Draco swung the door open and glared at the Doctor. Dr. Rowly was on the phone, chatting to her Aunt, or someone non-important. "Excuse me Dr. Rowly." Draco butted into the conversation. "Oh! Draco, how nice of you to visit me." she smiled at him and hung the phone up, "What can I do for you?" she added, with a sweet touch. "I cannot watch over Harry Potter, I need a new charge." Draco said, venom filling his voice.

Dr. Rowlys eyes glared at Draco, "Oh, why is this?" Draco slightly blushed but struggled to find a valuable reason, "Well, he is rude and pmpous and in school we never got along." is all Draco could think of. Dr. Rowly looked like she wanted to laugh, "That's the only reason? Because of petty school boy days?" she said as she stood up and strode in front of Draco, making step back, "I do not think that is a sufficient reason Draco. He is the savior of the World from he-who-must-not-be-named! You will treat him with respect and tend to all of his needs. You will not leave the room unless you need something. You will not bother me with stupid things like this again! Do you understand me?" as Dr. Rowly had been saying this she had stepped towards Draco, making him step back as well untill he was pressed against the back of Harry's door. Dr. Rowly opened the door to Harry's room and pushed Draco in.

Draco landed on his back, in Harrys room, with a little squeek of surprise. He stared at the door for a moment before it opened and a pillow and blanket were thrown at him. Draco ripped the pillow and blanket out of his line of vision and glared at the door. Harry was still asleep. Draco glared at Harry as well as he made a pallet on the cold floor and muttered, "Damn it all."

To those who reviewed already: I really hope you re-read this chapter. It is a lot better than the first and a lot longer. It's also a lot diffrent! Ok so..Draco as a nurse? I know, its a little odd...but you will find out in one of the upcoming chapters, why he ended up as a nurse. Happy reading...