Chapter 2: Saturday Morning
I woke up the next morning with the sun shining in my face. I turned my face towards the window to see the sun glittering off the pure white snow. It was a beautiful day.
I stretched out on the bed, groaning at the wonderful feeling of my muscles stretching. I could stay in bed all day after all, it was a Saturday. But I remember Draco. He needed someone to take care of him. Even more than that, I wanted to take care of him.
I got out of bed and dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans and a tight green t-shirt before wandering across the hall to check on Draco. I opened the door a little and stuck my head in.
Draco was sleeping peaceful. His blonde hair was spread out over the pillow and he blankets were pulled up to his shoulders. He looked so young when he was sleeping...
I closed the door quietly behind me and went downstairs to make breakfast. I made bacon, eggs, and toast for myself but wasn't sure what to make for Draco.
He obviously needed to be fed at least three times a day. I knew he couldn't eat to much at once. I had no doubt that his stomach had shrunken itself as a defense to try to stop him from starving. Especially considering what little food those people gave. Just enough to keep him alive. Barely.
I decided that I would I make him a simple chicken broth soup and cut up some fruits so that he could get some sugar into him. It wasn't much, but I didn't want to overwhelm him.
I grabbed a tray and put the bowl of soup, some fruit, and a cup of milk onto it and went up to wake Draco.
I had to hold the tray with one arm as a opened Draco's door. I set the tray on the nightstand and sat gently on the edge of the bed.
I put my hand on his shoulder and shook him softly. " Draco, it's time to wake up now."
He whimpered and his eyes fluttered open. One clear grey eye and one cloudy eye looked around the room in confusion for a moment. He looked over at me and his eyes widened.
" Hey sweetheart," I cooed gently as petted his soft, pale locks," It's Harry. You remember being here last night don't you?"
He gave a small nod.
" Good." I smiled.
" I...I thought it wa-was a dream..." Draco stuttered.
" It wasn't a dream. I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere, ok?" He nodded again slightly hesitate. I knew that it might take a while till he believed me, but that was ok because we had time.
" Are you hungry? I made you something to eat." I said gesturing to the tray of food.
" F-food?" Draco was surprised.
" Yes."
" For me..."
" Yes. I made it just for you. I'm not the best cook, but I'm not terrible either. Are you hungry?" Draco bit his lip, looking uncertain. As if he thought it was too good to be true. " It's ok Draco. You can tell me what you want. Are you hungry?"
" Yes..."
I smiled. " Good. Come on, you have to sit up first."
I helped him sit up so he was leaning against the headboard and put the tray of food in his lap. Draco reached out with a shaky hand and picked up the spoon. He dipped it in the bowl and tried to bring it to his mouth, but his wrist was too weak and he dropped the spoon.
Draco winced as hot soup splashed down his arm.
" Oh. Here," I grabbed a napkin," Are you ok?" I asked as I wiped up all the spilled soup.
" Y-yes. Sorry... I didn't m-mean too..." I saw Draco's shoulders start to shake.
" Hey, it's ok. It's ok. I'm not mad at you. How about I just feed you for now. Ok?"
" Ok..." He sniffed.
I alternated between giving him a few spoonfuls of soup then a few pieces of fruit. Draco liked the strawberries the best.
He ate slowly and after a few minutes he shook his head when I tried to give him more. He had eaten half the bowl of soup and six pieces of fruit. " Are you full now?"
" Y-yes... but..." I saw Draco watching the tray as I put it back on the nightstand.
" It's ok. You can have more later when you get hungry again. I promise."
He nodded. " So, do you need anything else? Maybe another blanket or..." I trailed off as I heard the Floo down stairs. " Ah, some ones here. I'll be right back, ok?"
" Ok... p-promise?"
I gave Draco a soft smile. " I promise."
" Pinky p-promise?" He held out his hand, pinky first.
I chuckled and hooked our pinky fingers together. " Promise." He smiled at me.
I picked up the tray and headed down stairs. I dropped the tray off in the kitchen and went to the living room to see who was here.
" Harry!" Hermione exclaimed before coming to give me a hug.
" Hey," I returned the hug," What are you doing here? Not that I'm not glad to see you that is."
" I was just seeing if you were still coming to Sunday dinner."
" Oh, Sunday dinner? That's tomorrow isn't it?" I can't leave Draco alone...
" Yes. Is something wrong?"
" Uhh...?"
" Harry, what's wrong?"
" Well, nothing's really wrong per say. It's just... last night I was watching TV when I heard a noise outside. Naturally I went outside to see what it was and there was a man out there. He was badly hurt and passed out. So... I brought him in. He's upstairs right now. I know I'm supposed to come over for Sunday dinner but I don't really want to leave him alone."
" Do you know who it is?"
" Um..."
" Harry..."
" Ok, ok. It's Draco."
" Draco Malfoy?" Hermione stared at me with wide eyes. " But didn't he go missing after the war? Oh Harry. Do you still have feelings for Draco?"
" What!? No! I've never had feelings. I don't know what you're talking about!"
" Harry," Hermione gave me a disapproving look," Don't lie. You had a crush on Draco in sixth year. You did have a slight obsession with him. Stalking him and all."
" Because I thought he was up to something! And he was!"
She gave me a pointed look.
" Really!"
" Harry. Come on."
" I just...fine! Ok. Maybe I might like Draco a little bit." I emitted.
" Thank you for finally emitting it."
" Yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes. " Can I ask a favor 'Mione?"
" Sure. What is it?"
" I didn't take Draco to St. Mungo's and with you being a healer and all..."
" You didn't take him to St. Mungo's?! Why not? I thought you said he was badly hurt?"
" I know! I just wasn't thinking! I fixed him up as much as I could."
Hermione sighed. " You're lucky I love you. I'll go get my kit."
" Thank you! You're the best 'Mione!"
" You bet I am!"
" Ok Draco, just relax. I'm just going to cast a spell that will tell me the status of your health, ok?"
" O-ok..." Draco whispered shyly.
" Good." Hermione pointed her wand at Draco and murmured a spell I didn't recognize. The tip of her wand glowed and a blue glow surrounded Draco.
" Mmmm." Hermione hummed.
" Is everything ok?"
" Yes. Draco has a lot of cuts, bruises, and he's very malnourished. So make sure he eats. He's blind in his left eye. He also has some infernal tearing. Draco, did they rape you?" She asked cautiously.
Draco's arms were wrapped around himself and he gave a soft sob and nodded. I was at his side in an instant. I hugged him close and let him cry into my shoulder.
" Harry I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make him cry." Hermione said.
" It's ok. I think Draco's had enough interaction today." I rubbed his back soothingly.
" Yes, of course. I'll let myself out."
" Thanks again."
" You're welcome."
Hermione packed up her kit and left, telling me to owl her and we could talk about dinner later.
Draco pulled back a little to look at me with red rimmed eyes. " I-I'm sorry. Didn't m-mean to cry..."
" No, no. It's ok to cry." He just nodded and nuzzled against my chest. " How about a bath? Would that make you feel better?" That worked.
Draco pulled away and nodded eagerly. " Yes p-please."
I chuckled at quick way his emotions turned. He really loved baths.
" Haha, well come on!
Later that night, as I was watching Draco sleep, I thought about my crush.
What Hermione said was true. I did have feelings for Draco. Since sixth year in fact. That was one of the reasons I had spoke up for him at his trial.
After the trial I had wanted to be friends with Draco, maybe even something more. But when I went to talk to him he was gone. He just vanished and I had lost my chance.
But now how could he want me? After everything he's been through and all the things that the people had taken him did. I mean, they raped him for Merlin's sake! The last thing on Draco's mind would be a relationship.
Should I just try to forget my feelings? Knowing that he won't want me the way I want him? I should.
But I... don't think I can.
A/N: Sorry if there's any mistakes! XD Thanks for reading!
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