Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...
Ok... now we're in the hospital and trying to get Harry to remember. I looked this one up in one of the books, you can retrieve memories, it just takes alot of time. So, slowly but surely everything will come back whether he wants it back or not.
Draco slowly made his way up to the fifth floor of St. Mungo's Hospital. Harry had been hospitalized at St. Mungo's for the past two weeks. He had been given his own private room because of the press and fans trying to get near him. By now the nurses and doctors knew Draco and didn't question his presence in the hospital anymore. Despite the fact that Harry had erased his memories, he still had nightmares. Often Draco spent every night with him and would hold him through the nightmares that left Harry crying and asking why he was having these nightmares that were so horrific and terrible. Draco could only hold him. He had been given strict orders to never tell Harry what had happened. They had to slowly bring back the memories for fear that Harry would have a mental breakdown if told too quickly about everything.
Tonight Draco expected to be no different. He came up to the private room and looked through the window. Harry was lying in bed on his side. There was a doctor in the room who had his back to the door. Draco softly knocked on the door. The doctor turned and he recognized his friend, Anthony Kobayashi. Anthony beckoned to Draco and he opened the door.
"Tony, I was wondering when they were going to call you," said Draco with a smile on his face. They gave each other a hug while Harry looked on with curiosity.
"Well, considering Harry's condition I had to be called in eventually. They told me you were spending a lot of time here."
"Well, considering Harry's condition, yes." Anthony smirked and let Draco walk past him.
"Hello love," said Draco gently holding Harry's hand and kissing him on the cheek.
"Hello love," Harry replied with a distant smile. "I'm guessing you know Dr. Kobayashi."
"As a matter of fact yes. We're old friends. Our families were friends." Anthony was the first to smirk and let out a small chuckle followed closely by Draco's own chuckle. "When Voldemort came around the first time, they became mortal enemies. Afterwards, they tried to be friends again. Tony and I became friends out of spite it seems. We've known each other since we were three."
"Oh, well that explains that. How was your day?"
"Normal day. First years messing things up, older students making stupid mistakes, and Snape wringing his hands once again about the ceiling. That poor thing has taken so much abuse." Harry gave a half-hearted chuckle. "How was your day?"
"Not the greatest day. I keep feeling terrible. I... just don't know why."
"I know love, I know. It will be all right."
"It's time for your sleeping medication," said Anthony.
"All ready?" said Harry with some fear in his voice.
"Just remember what we talked about. Once you wake up, write down the nightmare. Write down every detail there is to it, don't be afraid to write out everything."
"Even if there are some really... disgusting things..."
"I've been in the therapy business for a while now. Believe me, I've heard a huge range of disgusting things. You can't shock me." Anthony put an open vial on the table. Harry looked to Draco for confidence and Draco gently squeezed his hand.
"It's all right. Go ahead and take the medicine." Harry swallowed down the medicine and winced at its bad taste.
"Draco, can I speak to you outside for a moment?" Draco nodded, kissed Harry on the forehead, and then followed Anthony out the door.
"Draco, I need you to leave Harry alone tonight." Draco looked up at him with a shocked expression.
"Tony have they told you how bad his nightmares can get? That sedatives don't calm him down? That I'm the only who can calm him down?"
"Yes, they have told me. But you have to understand why. Those nightmares are the only link he has to those memories that we are trying to bring back to the surface. When you are here and he wakes up from these nightmares, you hold him and calm him down and he slowly forgets the nightmare. I need him to remember the nightmare. That's why I told him to write it down the minute he wakes up so that he will have it on paper. It won't just be a nightmare in his head."
"But, I could stay and get him to write it down."
"Draco, if you stay he isn't going to want to write it down. He is going to want you to comfort him and take care of him and tell him everything will be all right and help him forget the nightmare he just had. You know that more than anyone else." Draco was angry, but not as angry as he was about the fact that his long time friend was right.
"I haven't left him alone for one night since he's gotten here. What is he going to think?"
"He will probably be angry with you. But he'll understand later. I told him that I want him to write this stuff down, and I also said that it might be best that you not be here. He was upset with me. He'll be less upset with you."
"So you're fine with him being mad at you I guess.
"Every one of my patients is mad with me at some point for what I've had them do. It's a normal thing. They all get over it sooner or later." Draco stared at Harry through the window for a moment. "Let me take you out to dinner tonight. Give him a chance to get to sleep. If things get out of control the hospital has strict orders to contact me immediately. If that happens then I will contact you. Then both of us will come back here and we will take care of him. It's going to be all right."
"That's what I keep telling him. I don't think he believes me anymore."
"He does. He loves you Draco. He believes you when you say that everything will be all right. He believes that whatever it is that's going on, you will get him through it."
"He told you all of this?"
"Do you want his exact words? He told me he loves you. He told me that you make him feel safe. He told me that even when he feels terrible, once you walk through the door he knows that everything will be all right. That's just how much he loves you. I almost envy him."
"Almost? You're the one with the marriage."
"I know. And my wife and I are incredibly happy and in love. But I remember." Draco looked up at Anthony for a moment and then looked away. "I remember that you were in love with me once. I did feel bad that I couldn't return that love. I'm glad that you found someone. Seeing now who you've become and the kind of love that you can give to someone, it makes me a little sad that I wasn't able to be your lover."
"It's for the best really. I didn't become a kind and gentle lover until Harry came along. When I fell for you, I could be very cruel to my lovers. You probably would have dumped me within the week if you had decided to be with me. It doesn't matter now. I love Harry. I love him with every fiber of my being. I should go in and tell him I'm not staying with him tonight before he goes to sleep." Anthony nodded and Draco quietly walked back in. "How are you feeling sleepy head?" said Draco ruffling Harry's hair.
"I think I'm going to sleep soon. Please say that doc didn't convince you to leave for the night."
"Harry, it may not seem like it now, but it's for the best."
"No! Please, please don't leave me."
"Harry, I'll be one call away. Tony and I are going out for dinner to catch up on old times. If things get too bad, the hospital will call Tony and then he will come get me and we'll come back here and take care of you. Everything will be fine."
"I don't want you to leave."
"I have to leave love. You know why. If it's too bad, just tell the nurse to get Tony and me. I'll be back before you can say apple tart."
"Apple tart." Draco leaned over and kissed Harry on the forehead.
"Go to sleep my love. Write down the nightmares you have. If it's still too bad, call for me, and I'll be here. I promise." Harry's eyes slowly closed as the sleeping potion took affect. Draco gently slipped his hand out of Harry's and walked out the door.
"So," he said as he turned to Anthony, "where are you taking me to dinner so I can get my mind off of leaving Harry alone for a night."
