Unhealing Wounds
A/N~ I do not own any of the characters all I own is the plot.
"Maybe that will teach you not to befriend Gryffindors Malfoy." A voice said. Harry stopped. Under his invisibility cloak, Harry walked slowly towards the Slytherin voices he heard. He crept slowly so as not to be heard. The hall was dark and deserted as Harry walked his slow footsteps. Again the voice came.
"I hope no one finds you Malfoy, that way you will suffer for the shame you have put on your house for befriending the boy who lived." Blaise spat. He walked right past Harry, heading for the Slytherin common room. Harry walked faster in the direction Blaise had come from. He ran, he ran so fast that his cloak slipped right off. He turned to try and catch it but failed. He turned and stopped dead in his tracks. There, sprawled out in the middle of the corridor was Draco Malfoy. His eyes were closed and his breaths were unsteady and raspy. Tears ran down his face as blood dripped from his mouth. The blood dripped down onto the floor, creating a pool of blood that Draco soaked in. There was a dagger sticking out of his side. It reminded Harry of a horror movie. However, this was no movie, this was real life. Harry felt sick. He must have gasped when he saw Malfoy because the boy's glazed eyes lifted slightly, searching in the darkened hall. He tried to speak.
"Help..." was the word Draco whispered. "Please help, don't leave..." Draco coughed up blood. He looked so broken, and beaten. It was sad, such a beautiful thing, bent and broken. The act was so evil that Harry couldn't put words to it.
"Its ok Draco it's me." Were the only words that Harry could find to say. All others were lost in the lump in his throat. He rushed to Draco's side. Draco reached out his hand, looking for something to hold. Harry placed his hand on Draco's and the boy held it tight. He opened his eyes; they were glazed over and unfocused. He looked at Harry with tears running down his face.
"Get that...bloody thing ou...out of my...side." Draco managed to say between gasps for air. Harry felt sick as he grabbed the hilt of the dagger, feeling it stuck inside Draco's side. He tried to pull it out but found his hands too weak to do so. Harry mustered was strength he could find and pulled the dagger out. Draco cried in pain as it was removed, but seemed to relax after the pain had passed. Fresh blood poured from the wound, making Harry's stomach do summersaults. He pulled out his wand and sent red sparks through the hall, hoping someone was there. No one came. Harry sent more sparks and again no one came.
"Harry...I need...help please...go get...someone. I'll live." Draco chuckled a little but stopped when he realized it hurt. "I think."
Harry nodded vigorously. His mind reeled for a way to get help, and a crazy idea came to him.
"Accido Snape!" Harry shouted. Draco smiled slightly, gripping Harry's hand tighter. The raven-haired boy could only pray for it to work.
"Thanks." Draco whispered as Snape came zooming around the corner. He must have been patrolling the corridors because he was fully dressed. He looked at Harry, very annoyed.
"What is the meaning of this Potter!" Harry looked down at Draco and Snape followed his gaze. When Snape's eyes landed on Draco his eyes went wide and he leapt into action. He summoned a blanket and wrapped Draco in it. Then he lifted the boy and ran down the hall towards the hospital wing. Draco never let go of Harry's hand as Harry and Snape ran toward the Hospital wing. Snape laid Draco in a bed and hurried out to find Madam Pomfry. Draco was silent until Snape left.
"Thank you Harry." He gasped. Harry just nodded, still unable to form words. Madam Pomfry came rushing in, Snape and Dumbledore behind her. Draco let go of Harry's hand as Madam Pomfry gave him different potions and cast healing spells on him. Harry watched, hoping his new found friend was ok. Harry thought it was agonizingly long before he saw Draco's face and when he did he was weakened by it. Draco's eyes were unfocused still and his face showed the agony he was in. Madam Pomfry said he would live, but magic couldn't heal him. The dagger magically blocked healing spells for every wound it made. Draco would have to recover like a normal muggle would, with time. She turned to shoo Harry, but Draco spoke up.
"NO! Let him stay, please I need someone here please don't make him leave." Draco yelled. He grasp for Harry's hand and held it firmly. Everyone looked at Dumbledore. He studied Draco for a while then nodded silently.
"Harry can stay as long as Mr. Malfoy likes, tomorrow however, Draco, you must answer our questions." Draco nodded and looked at Harry thankfully. " Madam Pomfry, please take the boys to a more private room with a bed large enough to accommodate both boys and leave them be. Mr. Malfoy must rest." And with that he left with Snape close behind. Madam Pomfry brought them to a large private Hospital room with one very large bed. Harry helped Draco into the bed and covered him with blankets. Draco smiled weakly. Harry took off his shirt and climbed into the bed next to Draco. Draco snuggled close to Harry. It was very odd for Harry but understanding that Draco needed to feel safe, he let him without protest. Soon, Draco was asleep, exhausted by blood loss.
Harry though for a while how he and Draco had become friends, Draco saved his life, from there everything had just followed. Harry started to cling to Draco for protection and information and when the fear wore off the two had become best friends. Ron was still hostile towards him but Hermione welcomed him easily forgetting the past. Harry smiled as he thought of her, she was so understanding. Harry cast a glance at his short time friends as he slept. He was beautiful in the moonlight. Harry would never admit he had a crush on Draco but deep down inside he knew it. Draco was just so beautiful. Harry finally fell asleep watching his sleeping friend. He dreamed of Draco and him by the lake, holding hands and watching the sunset, hoping that this was the start of something good.
A/N~ Please tell me how you liked it. It's a redone version, only a little though. I posted it under a different penname last time. Review and I will update faster!
XX Daeva Shade XX
A/N~ I do not own any of the characters all I own is the plot.
"Maybe that will teach you not to befriend Gryffindors Malfoy." A voice said. Harry stopped. Under his invisibility cloak, Harry walked slowly towards the Slytherin voices he heard. He crept slowly so as not to be heard. The hall was dark and deserted as Harry walked his slow footsteps. Again the voice came.
"I hope no one finds you Malfoy, that way you will suffer for the shame you have put on your house for befriending the boy who lived." Blaise spat. He walked right past Harry, heading for the Slytherin common room. Harry walked faster in the direction Blaise had come from. He ran, he ran so fast that his cloak slipped right off. He turned to try and catch it but failed. He turned and stopped dead in his tracks. There, sprawled out in the middle of the corridor was Draco Malfoy. His eyes were closed and his breaths were unsteady and raspy. Tears ran down his face as blood dripped from his mouth. The blood dripped down onto the floor, creating a pool of blood that Draco soaked in. There was a dagger sticking out of his side. It reminded Harry of a horror movie. However, this was no movie, this was real life. Harry felt sick. He must have gasped when he saw Malfoy because the boy's glazed eyes lifted slightly, searching in the darkened hall. He tried to speak.
"Help..." was the word Draco whispered. "Please help, don't leave..." Draco coughed up blood. He looked so broken, and beaten. It was sad, such a beautiful thing, bent and broken. The act was so evil that Harry couldn't put words to it.
"Its ok Draco it's me." Were the only words that Harry could find to say. All others were lost in the lump in his throat. He rushed to Draco's side. Draco reached out his hand, looking for something to hold. Harry placed his hand on Draco's and the boy held it tight. He opened his eyes; they were glazed over and unfocused. He looked at Harry with tears running down his face.
"Get that...bloody thing ou...out of my...side." Draco managed to say between gasps for air. Harry felt sick as he grabbed the hilt of the dagger, feeling it stuck inside Draco's side. He tried to pull it out but found his hands too weak to do so. Harry mustered was strength he could find and pulled the dagger out. Draco cried in pain as it was removed, but seemed to relax after the pain had passed. Fresh blood poured from the wound, making Harry's stomach do summersaults. He pulled out his wand and sent red sparks through the hall, hoping someone was there. No one came. Harry sent more sparks and again no one came.
"Harry...I need...help please...go get...someone. I'll live." Draco chuckled a little but stopped when he realized it hurt. "I think."
Harry nodded vigorously. His mind reeled for a way to get help, and a crazy idea came to him.
"Accido Snape!" Harry shouted. Draco smiled slightly, gripping Harry's hand tighter. The raven-haired boy could only pray for it to work.
"Thanks." Draco whispered as Snape came zooming around the corner. He must have been patrolling the corridors because he was fully dressed. He looked at Harry, very annoyed.
"What is the meaning of this Potter!" Harry looked down at Draco and Snape followed his gaze. When Snape's eyes landed on Draco his eyes went wide and he leapt into action. He summoned a blanket and wrapped Draco in it. Then he lifted the boy and ran down the hall towards the hospital wing. Draco never let go of Harry's hand as Harry and Snape ran toward the Hospital wing. Snape laid Draco in a bed and hurried out to find Madam Pomfry. Draco was silent until Snape left.
"Thank you Harry." He gasped. Harry just nodded, still unable to form words. Madam Pomfry came rushing in, Snape and Dumbledore behind her. Draco let go of Harry's hand as Madam Pomfry gave him different potions and cast healing spells on him. Harry watched, hoping his new found friend was ok. Harry thought it was agonizingly long before he saw Draco's face and when he did he was weakened by it. Draco's eyes were unfocused still and his face showed the agony he was in. Madam Pomfry said he would live, but magic couldn't heal him. The dagger magically blocked healing spells for every wound it made. Draco would have to recover like a normal muggle would, with time. She turned to shoo Harry, but Draco spoke up.
"NO! Let him stay, please I need someone here please don't make him leave." Draco yelled. He grasp for Harry's hand and held it firmly. Everyone looked at Dumbledore. He studied Draco for a while then nodded silently.
"Harry can stay as long as Mr. Malfoy likes, tomorrow however, Draco, you must answer our questions." Draco nodded and looked at Harry thankfully. " Madam Pomfry, please take the boys to a more private room with a bed large enough to accommodate both boys and leave them be. Mr. Malfoy must rest." And with that he left with Snape close behind. Madam Pomfry brought them to a large private Hospital room with one very large bed. Harry helped Draco into the bed and covered him with blankets. Draco smiled weakly. Harry took off his shirt and climbed into the bed next to Draco. Draco snuggled close to Harry. It was very odd for Harry but understanding that Draco needed to feel safe, he let him without protest. Soon, Draco was asleep, exhausted by blood loss.
Harry though for a while how he and Draco had become friends, Draco saved his life, from there everything had just followed. Harry started to cling to Draco for protection and information and when the fear wore off the two had become best friends. Ron was still hostile towards him but Hermione welcomed him easily forgetting the past. Harry smiled as he thought of her, she was so understanding. Harry cast a glance at his short time friends as he slept. He was beautiful in the moonlight. Harry would never admit he had a crush on Draco but deep down inside he knew it. Draco was just so beautiful. Harry finally fell asleep watching his sleeping friend. He dreamed of Draco and him by the lake, holding hands and watching the sunset, hoping that this was the start of something good.
A/N~ Please tell me how you liked it. It's a redone version, only a little though. I posted it under a different penname last time. Review and I will update faster!
XX Daeva Shade XX