A/N-Thank you people for the beautiful reviews, I was surprised that I got
any considering that my story has gone completely nowhere yet!! Please keep
reviewing if you still like, but if you don't, then don't tell me, less you
have ways to improve it, K??
Disclaimer- This story don't belong to me, Yada Yada Yada, bla, bla bla, if
it did I would be getting money for it, which I'm not!! (wish I was though)
Harry's senses came to him slowly as he made his way back to the land of the living. He opened his eyes and squinted into the whiteness. (A/N-yes ladies and gentlemen, into the whiteness we go) He blinked as quickly as possible still in a half dazed mode and hoped that the terrible sight would go away; white was not a good color!!! Evil!! But when his eyes popped open once again he was still in an endless abbess of white.
Finally Harry woke up enough to fully realize what was going on around him. He heard the beeping of a machine beside him and groaned. Another Hospital. Another white room. Another reason to hate the whole damm world!!!
Harry tried to sit up, but as he moved his right hand a flash of pain reminded him of what the last thing he could remember happening was. The Bee!! He glared at his bandaged hand as well as he was able from the flat on back position he was in and was close to the growling point when a very overly cheerful nurse came bouncing in the room.
"Oh, Your Awake!!" She squealed (rather like a baby pig) and skipped happily over to Harry's bedside.
Harry moved his attention over to the annoying nurse, and decided that she deserved his glare more then his poor hand did, but before he could focus on her she jumped her way to the paper's describing his condition and started to read it like a graduation speech.
"Harry Potter" she said like a proud parent. "Severe allergic reaction to a Bumble Bee sting, swelling of the throat and right hand on which the sting took place, after a few days of rest and physical examination the patient is free to go."
After hearing this Harry noticed that his throat did feel rather numb. He decided against cursing at the nurse as he realized this.
Then the nurse started talking again and Harry almost regretted his decision.
"Lucky for you that your kind neighbor saw you from the window as you fainted" She yipped out, "your parents were inside at the time and couldn't see you, when I called them telling them what had nearly happened they were hysterical."
Harry snorted at this. Anyone who could mistake his relatives for his parents would have to be brain dead. Vernon and Petunia were probably hysterical all right, but that was just from the disappointment that Harry had managed to survive even after they had took the trouble to ignore him when he was turning blue in their faces.
He couldn't really say that it surprised him, although his feeling of self- worth really wasn't going up.
"Well," the nurse went on "as the paper says, you'll only be here a couple more days, then your parents can come pick you up and take you home!!"
Harry was close to murdering the nurse. He really wanted to correct her words, but the pity on her face when she heard that his parents were dead would just make him madder.
Still the nurse had more to say. "You're a lot luckier the your roommate here," she said, almost sadly, "poor lad's been here for weeks," She was about to go on when but then she realized what she had almost said and covered her mouth with her hands, "opps!! That's confidential!" She rushed out of the room quickly after that.
It was then that Harry discovered that the beeping machine in the room was not for him. He looked over at his roommate's bed and almost fell over in shock.
'Draco alert!!, Draco Alert!!, Draco Alert!!' The little alarm clack went of in his head. But then something happened that made Harry doubt his sanity all together. His inner voice, the voice that he had listened to and followed for his whole life betrayed him with one little thought!! 'He's soooo Hot!!'
This did make Harry fall off his bed, quite painfully really, as he landed right on his swollen hand. He yelped as he covered a yell of pain and was trying frantically to get up again when a beautiful pair of steel gray eyes opened slowly and widened disbelievingly as he realized who else was in the room.
'Oh my God!!' Harry thought!! It happened again!! 'Beautiful Eyes' god where are these thoughts coming from?? Inner voices are good!! How can this be happening??
Then a stranger question worked its way into Harry's mind. What the hell was 'Malfoy!!!' doing in a muggle hospital????
TBC
A/N-K, I am willing to write longer chappies, but if I do that they will not come out as frequently.
Tell me, should I write like one chappie about 1000 words like every two days, or one chappie about 5000 words every week?
Thanks to the wonderful reviewers!!
Jay Kamiya: thanks, I will continue!!!
Amz: good, I hope you like this chappie.
Kearie: Glad you liked the directions, thanks for the review!!
Sakura Kenshin: Thanks, I need encouragement, I haven't written many stories.
Night Spiret: I love Your Harry/Draco story!! You should finish it!! I'm honored to get a review from you!!
Stargirl: Well, I just think that Dumbledore is a little too good to be true, and I love Slytherin, so I hate the prejudice against them. Thanks a lot for being my first reviewer!!
I know I got 1 more review for chappie one, but I can't read it yet, so I'll thank you in the next chappie, K??
Harry's senses came to him slowly as he made his way back to the land of the living. He opened his eyes and squinted into the whiteness. (A/N-yes ladies and gentlemen, into the whiteness we go) He blinked as quickly as possible still in a half dazed mode and hoped that the terrible sight would go away; white was not a good color!!! Evil!! But when his eyes popped open once again he was still in an endless abbess of white.
Finally Harry woke up enough to fully realize what was going on around him. He heard the beeping of a machine beside him and groaned. Another Hospital. Another white room. Another reason to hate the whole damm world!!!
Harry tried to sit up, but as he moved his right hand a flash of pain reminded him of what the last thing he could remember happening was. The Bee!! He glared at his bandaged hand as well as he was able from the flat on back position he was in and was close to the growling point when a very overly cheerful nurse came bouncing in the room.
"Oh, Your Awake!!" She squealed (rather like a baby pig) and skipped happily over to Harry's bedside.
Harry moved his attention over to the annoying nurse, and decided that she deserved his glare more then his poor hand did, but before he could focus on her she jumped her way to the paper's describing his condition and started to read it like a graduation speech.
"Harry Potter" she said like a proud parent. "Severe allergic reaction to a Bumble Bee sting, swelling of the throat and right hand on which the sting took place, after a few days of rest and physical examination the patient is free to go."
After hearing this Harry noticed that his throat did feel rather numb. He decided against cursing at the nurse as he realized this.
Then the nurse started talking again and Harry almost regretted his decision.
"Lucky for you that your kind neighbor saw you from the window as you fainted" She yipped out, "your parents were inside at the time and couldn't see you, when I called them telling them what had nearly happened they were hysterical."
Harry snorted at this. Anyone who could mistake his relatives for his parents would have to be brain dead. Vernon and Petunia were probably hysterical all right, but that was just from the disappointment that Harry had managed to survive even after they had took the trouble to ignore him when he was turning blue in their faces.
He couldn't really say that it surprised him, although his feeling of self- worth really wasn't going up.
"Well," the nurse went on "as the paper says, you'll only be here a couple more days, then your parents can come pick you up and take you home!!"
Harry was close to murdering the nurse. He really wanted to correct her words, but the pity on her face when she heard that his parents were dead would just make him madder.
Still the nurse had more to say. "You're a lot luckier the your roommate here," she said, almost sadly, "poor lad's been here for weeks," She was about to go on when but then she realized what she had almost said and covered her mouth with her hands, "opps!! That's confidential!" She rushed out of the room quickly after that.
It was then that Harry discovered that the beeping machine in the room was not for him. He looked over at his roommate's bed and almost fell over in shock.
'Draco alert!!, Draco Alert!!, Draco Alert!!' The little alarm clack went of in his head. But then something happened that made Harry doubt his sanity all together. His inner voice, the voice that he had listened to and followed for his whole life betrayed him with one little thought!! 'He's soooo Hot!!'
This did make Harry fall off his bed, quite painfully really, as he landed right on his swollen hand. He yelped as he covered a yell of pain and was trying frantically to get up again when a beautiful pair of steel gray eyes opened slowly and widened disbelievingly as he realized who else was in the room.
'Oh my God!!' Harry thought!! It happened again!! 'Beautiful Eyes' god where are these thoughts coming from?? Inner voices are good!! How can this be happening??
Then a stranger question worked its way into Harry's mind. What the hell was 'Malfoy!!!' doing in a muggle hospital????
TBC
A/N-K, I am willing to write longer chappies, but if I do that they will not come out as frequently.
Tell me, should I write like one chappie about 1000 words like every two days, or one chappie about 5000 words every week?
Thanks to the wonderful reviewers!!
Jay Kamiya: thanks, I will continue!!!
Amz: good, I hope you like this chappie.
Kearie: Glad you liked the directions, thanks for the review!!
Sakura Kenshin: Thanks, I need encouragement, I haven't written many stories.
Night Spiret: I love Your Harry/Draco story!! You should finish it!! I'm honored to get a review from you!!
Stargirl: Well, I just think that Dumbledore is a little too good to be true, and I love Slytherin, so I hate the prejudice against them. Thanks a lot for being my first reviewer!!
I know I got 1 more review for chappie one, but I can't read it yet, so I'll thank you in the next chappie, K??