Forbidden Love

A/N SORRY SORRY SORRRRYY! I know it has been way too long. A WEEK. Ugh. Sorry. But I am back. Thank you for your support and your love. I love all of you.

Ch. 14- Visions

Draco's eyes fluttered open the next day. His vision was immediately greeted by the sunlight seeping through the curtains around his hospital bed so he closed his eyes again to ward off the sun. Draco slowly and painfully rolled onto his side and stopped when his hand brushed against soft, warm skin that was not his own. He opened his eyes again to peer at who he knew would be sleeping beside him. Harry was lying on the bed next to his. Harry's hand was draped over onto Draco's bed and Harry's head was lying slightly off the edge of Draco's pillow.

For the first time in a week, Draco smiled. He stroked Harry's black hair away from his forehead and traced the lightening bolt scar that he knew so well. Draco lifted his head off of his pillow slightly so that he could press a kiss to the scar that lay at the top of Harry's forehead. Harry let out a content sigh but did not stir from his sleep.

Draco felt an all too familiar burning sensation in his arm. He looked down at his black Dark Mark and watched his arm twitch involuntarily. He needed to get that thing off of him. He wanted to rip it from his flesh. He wanted to kill whoever was doing this to him. To Draco it was the worst kind of torture. Not only was it physically painful, it was emotionally excruciating. Whenever a stab of pain would radiate through his body, he would see his worst fears come to life before his eyes.

The last time had almost been more than he could bear. The pain had been at an all time high and the visions he saw were by far, the worst. He saw Voldemort coming out of the shadows, wand raised. He saw a defenseless Harry standing in the middle of a clearing in the Forbidden Forest. He heard Voldemorts cold voice scream in his head. The killing curse hit Harry dead on and sending his beloved flying backwards. Draco felt all of the life sucked from Harry as Voldemort's laugh echoed around him. Draco rushed to Harry's side, but Harry vanished before Draco could reach him leaving Draco in he middle of the forest, all alone.

But Draco could reach him now. Draco could love him, kiss him, talk to him, feel him, touch him, and be with him. Suddenly the pain felt bearable for that moment.

Draco felt Harry stir beside him. Just as Harry opened his eyes, Draco pressed a kiss to Harry's lips, cupping the other boy's cheek in his hand.

"Mmph. M-morning." Harry stammered closing his eyes again, wearing a sleepy smile. "How are you?" Harry opened his green eyes that were full of concern and stared at Draco willing him to tell the truth.

"I'm okay. It burns a little." Draco said, his thumb stroking Harry's face. "A bit sore too." In fact, Draco was so sore from the last attack that he was having difficulty moving at all.

"God. I was so worried last time. I'm- I'm so sorry Draco. I love you so much. I wish I knew what to do. Hermione and I are trying so hard to find a way to stop this, but I- I just- I'm so sorry. You are in so much pain. Last time you dug your nails in so deep that they were bleeding everywhere. I Don't know what to do-" Harry began franticly. He sat up and ran his hands through his hair. His body was starting to shake.

"Harry! Calm down. Please," Draco crawled behind Harry and began to rub his back, whispering soothing words to Harry in attempt to calm him down. Draco knew how hard it must be for Harry to see him so weak. Draco's Mark was burning non-stop and some of the stronger spasms left Draco unconscious. This was actually the first time in a few days he was able to talk to Harry in a 'lucid' state.

Draco sighed and kissed the back of Harry's neck. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and rested his chin on Harry's shoulder. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this."

" Draco, don't be sor- Ah!" Harry was cut off when Draco flinched violently, squeezing Harry hard from behind.

"Draco! What happened?" Harry spun around in Draco's arms and gently lowered Draco onto his back so that he was crouching over Draco's quivering body.

"S-Sorry. Did I hurt you? Oh god- I'm so sorry."

"Draco, I'm fine. What happened? Are you alright?"

"No. No! Stop! Don't- please." Draco started flinching violently; his eyes squeezed shut, horrible visions shooting through his head at the same intensity of the pain.

"Draco- Shhh. Baby, I'm here. It's okay."

"Mr. Malfoy! Potter, what happened?" Madame Pomfrey shouted as she entered their curtained off space and ran over to Draco's side and conjured some sort of potion out of thin air. "Hold him still Mr. Potter, I need to get him to drink this."

Harry nodded and shifted his body so he could pin Draco down, keeping him as still as possible. Draco was writhing and fighting underneath Harry, and it was quite difficult to keep him still. "Draco, calm down. It's okay- Madme Pomfrey I think something's happening! It doesn't seem like he's just reacting to the pain- I can't explain it-" Harry stammered, looking down at Draco who was now mumbling something about snakes.

"There we are Mr. Malfoy." Madame Pomfrey murmured softly as she poured some of the potion down Draco's throat. Draco stopped squirming and mumbling almost immediately. Harry released his grip and looked up at Draco as his eyes fluttered open.

"Harry…" Draco whispered weakly.

"Mr. Malfoy what happened?" Madame Pomfrey asked sternly.

"It just- started to burn when I woke up- and then it got worse."

"Draco, You were saying things under your breath… I didn't know what you were talking about. Something about snakes?" Harry asked tenderly, stroking Draco's hand as he spoke.

"I saw Nagini at Manor-. M-My father-." Draco broke off with a strangled sob.

"You saw? What do you mean? Mr. Malfoy, are you getting visions when this happens?" Madame Pomfrey asked, her expression very worrisome.

"I-Yeah. I- I see terrible things every time-." Draco managed to choke out.

Madame Pomfrey gasped and dashed off quickly without another word.

"Why didn't you tell us this before Draco?" Harry asked, his eyes boring into Draco's.

"I- I'm sorry. I didn't think. Is it not supposed to happen?"

"No Draco, I don't think so. I read a lot about Dark Marks and there is nothing about them controlling your thoughts."

"But I see awful things. I see you dying and visions of the war- And-" Draco stopped himself before he completely lost it. Harry was holding tightly to Draco's hands, rubbing them with his thumb.

The soft swish of curtains alerted them that Madame Pomfrey had just entered their enclosed space once again.

"Mr. Malfoy! I suppose you are wondering what is going on here." Madame Pomfrey announced with a determined look on her face. "It is my understanding that these visions are due to a psychic link cast upon you. I am not sure who did this, but it has to be someone from inside the castle. They are most likely creating these visions by the use of Legilimency. I do believe that if we are able to find the whereabouts of the person who set this link, we will be one step closer to putting an end to all of this."

"I know who did it."

"What? Draco! How do you know?" Harry asked skeptically.

"It was Angelo. I know it."

"The Auror? That's highly unlikely Mr. Malfoy." Madame Pomfrey said looking back and forth between Harry and Draco.

"I know it was him Madame Pomfrey. Trust me."

After a short pause Madame Pomfrey replied. "Very well. I will bring him here for questioning."

Madame Pomfrey turned around and walked quickly back to her office once again, leaving Harry and Draco to collapse tiredly onto the bed together to sleep the day away until they received the news of Angelo.

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