Chapter 7

The Tragedy

"Draco, you're out!" Pansy shrieked when she saw her blonde friend walk into the common room. "You're out before Christmas? But I thought you said you wouldn't be."

Draco smirked at her. "Did you really think they would keep me there for my birthday?"

Pansy hit herself in the forehead. "Oh my god," she said hugging him, "I totally forgot. Happy Birhtday."

Draco smiled and returned the hug. "Thanks Pansy," Draco said sarcastically. "You're a great friend."

"Is it lie to pansy in a sarcastic tone day? Or did she forget your birthday again?"

Draco, recongizing the voice, smiled and turned around to see Blaise dressed in a stripper's costume. Pansy blushed as Draco's smile faded into a look of confusion.

Before Draco could open his mouth, Blaise said, "It was a bet. We were betting on how long Potter would stay in the Hospital Wing. They said less than a month because he's a fast healer and I said more because it was his back not a cut. I lost. He got out this evening, after dinner."

Draco laughed. "And let me guess. Loser had to walk around all day looking like a stripper?" Blaise nodded and Draco laughed harder.

"Okay," Blaise said finally, "Yes, it's funny. But it's not that funny."

Draco hugged Blaise, catching his breath, then said, "That was the best birthday present so far."

"Well," Pansy said, "You'll have to wait until Christmas for mine."

"Like you do every year," Blaise added as Pansy glared at him. "Come on, Draco. I'll help you move your stuff since your boyfriend isn't here."

"Thank you." Draco said, stepping back so Blaise could take his bags.

"It's the least I can do." Blaise said levitating the third bag.


"It hasn't changed a bit." Harry said as he entered the common room. He made his way over to his favorite chair and sat down. As soom as he got there Crookshanks jumped up on him and curled up in his lap. "Silly cat," Harry muttered as Crookshanks purred.

Slowly one by one everyone in the common room made their way over to Harry to welcome him back and ask questions. Finally, after answering the same question about thirty times, Harry went to the dorms and fell asleep on his bed.


"Blaise, stop." Draco said trying to push the boy off him.

"But I know deep down you want it." Blaise said, forcing Draco down.

"No! HARRY!" Draco screamed at Blaise and through his telepatic connection.


Harry woke to Ron entering the dorm. "Sorry, mate. Did I wake you?"

"Yeah," Harry said repostioning and closing his eyes. "But, it's alright. I was starting to have a little pain in my back."

"Oh," Ron said getting into bed and yawning, "Well don't let me keep you."

"I won't," Harry said burying his face in his pillow. No! HAR... Harry opened his eyes. Draco? he thought. No response. Harry sat up in bed, worried about Draco. Draco? he thought again. Still no response. Harry got out of bed and and rushed to the common room to use the passage Madame Pomfrey told him about. I hope he's alright.


Draco curled into a ball in a corner of his room and tried to hide himself as he cradled his injured body and cried.

"Thanks for the ride Draco," Blaise said standing about Draco, buttoning his pants, "It was fun." Blaise left just as Harry arrived.

"Draco?" Harry said worried as he looked around the room. He spotted Draco in the corner rocking back and forth, wearing torn clothing, and rushed over to him.

As Harry tried to hug Draco, he flinched and pulled away. "No. Don't touch me." Draco said through tears.

Harry backed off and gave Draco some space then said, "What happened to you?"

Draco lowered his head and pulled his knees closer to his chest before he said throught stifled sobs, "He attacked... He attacked me and... and you didn't stop him."

"Draco," Harry said reaching out to rub Draco's shoulder comfortingly. "I came as soon as I could."

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Draco tried to yell as he pushed Harry's hand away and backed up farther into the corner to get away as he cried even harder. "I thought you loved me. If you love me so much, why didn't you come when I screamed? Why didn't you stop him?"

"Stop who?" Harry said, feeling extremely guilty about waiting as lond as he did before using the passage. "Who attacked you?" Draco didn't respond. He just rocked back and forth in the corner crying. "Draco, who did this to you?" Draco incoherently mumbled something. "What was that?"

"Blaise," Draco said again crying as hard as he could, "He r-raped me Harry." Draco said through stifled sobs. He then threw himself at Harry and hid himself in Harry's arm, burying his face into Harry's chest.. "Don't leave me. Don't let him finish me off."

"I won't" Harry said rubbing Draco's back. "I won't leave. I love you. I would have come sooner but Padma was pullin an all nighter and I'm sorry I chickened out last night. Maybe if I hadn't this wouldn't have happened."

Draco shook his head. "No, I let him in. It's my fault. I'm stupid."

Harry placed a calm hand on either side of Draco's head and lifted it to look into his pink, swollen eyes. "You aren't stupid. You fought. You called for me and screamed. That's all you can do. I came as soon as I could." He let Draco's head go and hugged him. "I'm just sorry I didn't get here soon enough."

Draco cried into Harry shirt. I love you, Draco said though his telepathic connection, not trusting his voice to work.

"It'll be alright. We'll get him. We can tell the professors and they will take care of him. I won't let him get away." Harry said trying to comfort Draco.

Draco pulled away and looked at Harry thinking, Can you hear me?

Harry looked back at him and asked, "What? Is something wrong?"

Draco nodded and said softly, "You can't hear me telepathically anymore."

Harry looked at Draco sonfused, "What do you mean?"

"I'll show you. Tell me if you hear what I'm saying." Draco said softly, still trying to pull himself back together. I liked it better when Blaise was in me. Draco thought, shivering and bracing himself for another attack.

"Draco, why are you flinching?" Harry asked, oblivious to what Draco just thought. As soon as he said it, Harry realized it was because he said something horrid and Harry didn't hear a word of it. Harry stared at Draco in awe and said, "I couldn't hear you. Can you still use your pyro and ice powers?" Draco tried and shook his head. "What about seeing emotion and magic?"

Draco slowly lowered one of his barriers and looked around the room. It was glowing with a brilliant gold color. "I can still see magic," Draco said as he put that barrier back up and lowered the other. He then looked at Harry saw him swimming in several different colors. Light blue, relief. Purple, guilt. Orange, confusion. Yellow, fear. Pink, love. Draco thought as he singled out each color. He then nodded and said, "I can still see emotion," as he put the barrier back up.

Harry sighed in relief. "Thank god, you still have some of your powers," he said hugging Draco again. "Let's get you cleaned up," Harry said as he helped Draco stand and walk to the bathroom. "I'll get rid of your sheet, then I'm going to the Gryffindor tower to test my power and get some clothed. I'll stay with you tonight." Draco nodded as he started to take off the scraps that were once his shirt. Harry then magically got rid of Draco's soiled sheets and conjured new ones. Green and silver satin. Harry thought, This will be more comfortable. He then magically put them on, and made them look presentable, before leaving.


"Harry went to bed..."

"About an hour ago..."

"Hasn't come down once..."

"Should still be there..."

"Thanks you guys. And thank you again for telling me the password again."

"No problem, Neville..." Parvati started.

"It was our pleasure..." Padma finished.

As soon as they left, Neville made his way up the stair to the dorm. As he neared the top he pulled out a silver dagger concealed beneath his robe. Quietly, he entered the room and stabbed a lump on at Harry's bed. Feathers flew and, as Hedwig screeched causing everyone to wake, Nevile fled.

Harry entered the common room two minutes after Neville left. Hermione was the first to spot him and she rushed over to him and hugged him as she said, "Oh thank goodness you're alright. Neville said that he woke to Hedwig screeching and smeone that looked like him stabbing our bed. We were worried sick about you."

Harry smiled and tried to hear her thoughts hen calmed his anxious brunette friend down. He then said, "I'm going to send my night in the Hospital Wing. It's safer and my back is sort of hurting."

"Okay," Hermione said, winking at him. "I'll see you in Transfiguration tomorrow?"

"Yeah," Harry said grabbing some clothes. "I'll be there." He hugged her and whisered, "He was attacked," and left the common room.

On his way down to Draco's room, Harry passed Blaise. Harry simply glared at him as he continued to walk toward Draco's room.

"What are ou doing down here, Potter?" Blaise spat when he realized it was Harry.

"Making sure you don't rape anyone else." Harry responded with a little more venom than antisipated.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about you bloody bastard. Keep your hands off him." Harry stormed off leaving a puzzled Blaise standing in the hall.

Harry entered Draco's room and slammed he door. Draco called from the bathroom, "Harry? Is that you?"

"Yeah," Harry said tossing his clothes into a dresser drawer.

"C-Could you come in here for a second."

"Sure," Harry said walking toward the door. "Are you decent?"

"Yeah, because I always take a bath in my boxers." Draco replied. "Just come here. I need your help."

Harry blushed and entered the room with his eyes closed. "What do you need help with?"

"Could you look at this?" Draco asked, his eyes focused on his bruised and scratched body, not on Harry.

"Drraco?" Harry asked, nervously.

"Hmm?" Draco responded, looking up. He then laughed and said, "I'm fine with you looking at me. You're the only person I'd let see me like this. You're the only man I trust, other than our teachers." Harry slowly started to open his eyes as Draco added. "Plus, you've already seen my naked body." Harry blushed deeper and opened his eyes the rest of the way. Draco smiled then said, "I'm mostly concerned with this bruise here." He pointed to a dark bruise going horizontally across his lower back. It looked deep and Harry winced as he looked at it. Although it was fresh, it had already started to turn a blackish-purple and looked extremely painful. "He slammed me into my desk." He continued, "There might be more damage under the bruise. I heard a crack."

Harry walked over to the tub and kneeled beside it, inspecting Draco's injuries. "Does this hurt?" Harry asked pinching Draco's thigh, suspecting a pinched nerve.

"A little." Draco said, wincing at the numbed pain.

Harry nodded and performed a few medical charms that he learned watching Madame Pomfrey. "What about bow?" Harry asked, pinching him again.

"Ow!" Draco said, pullin his leg away. He then moved it back, while smiling at Harry, and said, "I knew there was another reason why I picked you."

"Another?" Harry asked, washing Draco's back for him.

Draco nodded. "The first was your looks. The second your attitude. Now, your amazing abilities with healing charms and your gentle touch."

"Speaking of attitude," Harry started, figuring now would be the best time to tell him. "Guess who acted like nothing happened? That he didn't do anything to you?"

"Blaise?!?" Draco shrieked as Harry nodded. "What did you say?" he asked, frightened at the thought of the confrontation.

"I called him a bastard and told him to keep his hands to himself." Harry said calmly, getting a towel for Draco. "So, have you figured out what happened to our powers?"

"No," Draco said, draining the water then standing up and taking the towel from Harry. "Do you still have your telekanesis?"

"No," Harry said, sitting on the toilet, waiting for Draco to finish up. "I have nothing left."

"I think we need to need to see Eragon." Draco said brushing his hair.

"Do you think he knows what happened?" Harry asked, following Draco out of the bathroom.

"He might," Draco responded, walking into his closet to get dressed. "You said it yourself," He called from the closet, "he's older than dirt. He's bound to know something about this." Draco came out of the closet in a dark blue, silk, long-sleeved pajama set. Harry smiled, realizing it was one of the things that he had bought for Draco that day in Diagon Alley. "Like them?" Draco asked, spinning for Harry to get a good look.

Harry nodded and Draco climbed inito bed. Harry conjured a sleeping bag and laid it down on the floor then grabbed his pajamas and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Draco, not wanting to be in bed alone, got rid of Harry's sleeping bag and folded the corner of the blanket down. He then got into bed, on his side, and waited for Harry to come out. Harry, hearing noises, peeked his head out and noticed the missing sleeping bag. He then conjured another one and closed the door. Draco laughed and pulled out his wand, that he hadn't been able to hide in time, and got rid of that one.

I wonder how many times I can get away with this until he realizes that I'm the one doing it? Draco thought to himself as he hid his wand under his pillow. Harry once more peeked out, this time soaking wet and conjured another one. I could have sworn I heard something. he thought as he did so. Draco laughed harder and got rid of that sleeping bag as well.

The tricks continued the whole time Harry was in the bathroom. A regular routine that would have only taked twenty minutes at maximum, took Harry forty to complete. Finally, after the seventeenth sleeping bag disappeared, Harry gave up and sat down in a chair. "Harry," Draco asked, "ever get the feeling someone wants you to do something?"

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, realizing that it had been Draco a while ago, but not wanting to say anything.

"I mean the disappearing sleeping bags," Draco explained. "Ever get the feeling someone may be doing it to get you to do something?"

Harry smiled and wrapped up in a blanket to sleep. "No," he said, "But if the person wants me to do that thing so bad he should ask, shouldn't he?" Draco pouted and folded his arms across his chest. Harry laughed at the distraught blond then asked, "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Draco nodded. "I've gotten used to having your arms wrapped around me at night. I don't know if I'd be able to sleep without you."

Harry smiled and climbed into the bed, laying next to Draco. Draco smiled back and snuggled up to Harry, who then wrapped his arms around Draco and kissed his forehead.

"Thanks you, Harry." Draco said accidentally, meaning to say 'Thanks and I love you, Harry.'

Harry smiled again and held him closer then said, "Love you too, Draco."

To Be Continued...


A/N: Wow, it took me sooo loong to write this...just kidding...I hope you all enjoy it... Let me nkow by reviewing...and if you have an idea about where this should go from here let me know...as I said in my profile I write like a read and I'm clueless at this point...Until next time...Ciao!