A/N: this fic was supposed to be a one-shot. Actually, a remake of the bathroom-scene in the sixth book. This chapter is very short, but I promise the next one will be longer.
Scars
Draco woke up to find bright green eyes staring at him. He tried to sit up but the pain in his chest stopped him. "Mr. Malfoy, please lay still. I'm going to get Severus and tell him you have woken up. Mr. Potter, can you look after him while I'm gone?" Madam Pomfrey said with a motherly voice. "Of course." Harry said. When Madam Pomfrey had left the Hospital Wing Harry turned to him.
"Forgive me. I didn't know what the curse was doing, I swear!" He said desperately. Draco said nothing, hoping his forgiving face would answer for him. Harry seemed to understand and smiled at him – that smile he only gave to his friends – but then his face became serious again.
"You told me to save you." Harry said.
"Well, since I was dying I think you got my point, Potter." Draco snapped at him.
"I know, but there's something else. Why were you crying?" he said.
"Just leave it. It never happened, and it had nothing to do with you." Draco said, hoping Harry would get the point and shut up.
"No, I –" He was cut off by a hand on his shoulder. "Mr. Potter, you may leave." Professor Snape said with a serious and cold voice. Harry quickly stood up and went out from the Hospital Wing after he gave Draco an apologizing look. Draco turned to his Godfather.
"It was a bad curse, but you will not have permanent damages without a few scares. I'm afraid you will have to stay here a week or two." he said. Draco gave him a nod and the Professor walked off.
Draco looked down at the big bandage surrounding his torso and groaned. He felt the sleep coming and closed his eyes.