A/N-Yea!! I got more reviews!! Thank you sooo much!! Everyone who reviewed,
I'll love you forever!!!
Cyan-Thanks a lot for the review in chapter one!! Are you the same cyan that's on my fav list??
Then a stranger question worked its way into Harry's mind. What the hell was 'Malfoy!!!' doing in a muggle hospital????
He got up as quickly as he could in the weakened state he was in and sat down heavily on his bed trying to recover some of the dignity that he had lost. Harry wanted to at least gain some of his composer before Malfoy realized the situation he was in. It's not everyday that you wake up to see your enemy lying in pain on the floor by your bedside. Harry lifted his head to gaze at Dra-Malfoy, and was astonished that the usual smirk was not in place. In fact, other then the widening of his eyes it would seem that Malfoy hadn't even recognized his presence. They were both quiet for a moment until Harry started to get uncomfortable.
Malfoys altogether dead look was actually starting to worry him. Instead of saying anything though, Harry just stared at Malfoy, waiting. Although Draco was the most annoying bastard that Harry had ever come in contact with, he still needed one ever-standing enemy. Voldemort was an enemy too of coarse, but Voldie was not IhisI enemy. Voldie was Ieveryone'sI enemy. Draco Malfoy was all his, and if Malfoy was not up to insults, then Harry couldn't be either.
Harry then winced at his own thoughts, where had all the possessiveness come from?
Then he went back to studying Malfoy. With all of his attention on him and not on his thoughts, Harry was astonished for the second time that day. Perfect Porcelain Draco had bruises!! His face was almost white, even whiter than normal! Malfoy had never looked so breakable.
Draco must have noticed Harry's surprise, because next thing Harry knew Malfoy's face was turning away form him and focusing on a crack in the incredibly white wall. Harry lay back on his bed and both occupants of Hospital room 305 laid in not so comfortable, but not really tense, silence.
Suddenly a nurse walked in, and Harry thanked every god that he could think of that it was not the same one as earlier. She walked to the front of Harry's bed and gave him an unreadable expression.
"We're having trouble contacting your relatives," the nurse said gravely, "Right now you are staying here free of charge. We could label you one of our charity cases, but we should contact your providers first. Do you know of any alternate phone numbers? Your neighbor Ms. Fig only knew of one."
Harry's face blushed lightly in embarrassment and anger. It was just like the Dursley's to refuse to pay the money. Ms. Figg probably forgot to leave the Dursleys name, only leaving his, which meant that they wouldn't be able to find his address. The doctors probably thought he had been living in a moldy one-room apartment or something. The shape that his cloths were in sure made it look like that. Having Draco here this conversation was horrifying.
"Sorry Ma'm" Harry said, his voice raspy from a numb throat. But, even if his throat had not been numb his voice would still have been rusty with disuse, "We only ave one phone, our landlady threatened to send us out if we paid the rent one day late, another phone line would be impossible." Harry added after a moments pause, if he was going to be a charity case he might as well sound pitiful.
Harry thought he heard a snort from the other side of the room, and he had to stop his lips from curving into a smile.
The nurse though obviously believed him though because her expression softened slightly as she wrote something on a tablet. "Well," she said, "I'm sure we can deal without them, but I will need you to sign this paper." The nurse handed him a piece of paper that basically said that he agreed that his case could be classified as charity and a lot of other bla bla bla.. junk. He sat up signed the paper clumsily and messily with his bandaged right hand. Then the nurse gave him one another soft look as she walked out the door.
Harry lay down again and turned his head towards Malfoy who was looking at him questionably.
"What was that about?" Malfoy asked in a voice that was raspy, much like Harry's.
Harry, for once was actually happy that Draco had spoken. Harry shrugged. Not intending to answer at all, but his mouth betrayed him.
"I'll answer you that if you tell me why you're in here, you know, this is a muggle hospital, did you lose your way?" Harry smirked in a Draco like way. Inside he was afraid that Draco's dead look would come back if he pushed to hard, but on the outside he was calm as a iced over lake in winter.
To Harry's relief Draco just raised an delicate eyebrow at Harry's comment and replied coolly, "Well I guess we're at a stalemate, your business is yours, mine is mine."
Harry nodded his head and realized that they were actually having a semi friendly conversation. He was about to comment on this, but before he could the door to their room was opened again. Harry almost groaned, fearing it was another nurse but as he turned his head towards the doorway he saw a very different someone. Professor Snape stood there staring in shock at the fact that Harry and Draco were in the same room, and were apparently not trying to kill each other. But what almost made Harry choke up in laughter was the fact that Snape was wearing muggle cloths. All black leather. He looked like a Goth with his Black Hair and pale face.
Snapes shock soon wore off and he regained his common look of hatred that his face always wore in front of Harry and other Gryffindors. Harry could not really fault Snape for his actions towards all people who were not in his house, the yelling, point taking and all. The Slytherins needed someone to love them, and the rest of the school more then made up for Snapes love with hate.
"Potter," Snape sneered, "What are you doing here, causing as much trouble at home as at school I assume??"
'Well' thought Harry, 'I guess he was only expecting Malfoy' out loud he replied to the potions master, "What do people normally do at hospitals Sir?" Harry replied sarcastically, "I'm laying here on my behind doing nothing but pondering the secretes of life."
Snape gave Harry a nasty look that promised to remove points from Gryffindor once school started. Then he looked over at Draco with a much softer gaze and headed over to his side of the room.
"I take it your feeling better Draco?" He asked kindly.
"Yes Sir, I'm only to stay here another day." Draco said quietly.
Snape pulled a box of candy out of his leather jacket pocket and put it beside Draco's bed. Harry watched all this and struggled not to laugh, as both Slytherins remained totally expressionless. It was like watching really bad actors in an angst soap opera.
Snape then walked to the door and hurried out.
Just when the door slammed Harry burst out in insane laughter. "H-He, and-d Yo-u !" Harry burst out while laughing at the same time, "It's like some old silent drama movie!!"
After laughing for about a minute Harry could see that Draco was getting a little freaked out. But it really had been a long time since he had last laughed. He tried to stop for his poor stomachs sake, laughing could really hurt.
When the laughing finally stopped Malfoy asked a question that made the hysterics start again. "What's a movie?"
Normally Harry would have just answered the question, but Draco Malfoy was sounding so much like Ron Weasley that it was funny. Malfoys question didn't get answered that day, but hospital room 305 sure got more confusing, with Harry bursting into laughter for no reason, or blushing every time his inner voice spoke to him about the angel laying on the bed next to his. Draco was mostly silent, but he still looked at Harry once in a while when he thought the boy wonder wasn't looking. Confusion and something that Harry couldn't recognize marred his features.
The next morning Harry and Draco sat in their beds staring in disgust at the soggy cream of wheat and thick un-sugared orange juice. Draco turned his head to look at Harry.
"Worst breakfast yet, and I've been here weeks, you sure are lucky Potter." Harry took no offence to this remark. He couldn't agree with Draco more.
Draco ate a few bites of his watery oatmeal junk so the nurse would be happy, then he pushed the plate away and took a chocolate from the box Snape had given. Harry looked at the box with longing, but he didn't ask for one. Draco noticed Harry's look and snickered. He held another chocolate in front of his face and licked his lips. Harry suddenly felt himself wanting more then the chocolate. Then Draco popped the chocolate into his mouth let it melt. Harry closed his eyes and moaned.
Then he made a hasty decision. He had to do something to distract himself from this tortures angel, so using only a tiny part of his brain Harry jumped the chocolates. He wanted sooo badly to jump Draco instead, but he knew he couldn't, he would never be so lucky that Draco could feel the same way. He himself had only just figured it out, and although they seemed to be making their way to a really weird friendship at the moment, it didn't seem possible for them to be anything beyond acquaintances in the long run.
So as Harry was leaping madly toward the box of chocolates he remembered halfway to Draco's bed that his strength was weaker then normal. Before he reached his goal one of Harry's leaps landed too hard and his legs collapsed from beneath him, and for the second time in a very short while he found himself on the floor under Draco's wide eyed stare.
In a second the stare had turned into an expression filled with amusement and Harry had to fight to keep from laughing himself. Instead he settled to glaring at Malfoy and got not so gracefully to his feet. Then he walked up to the laughing hyena and grabbed a chocolate from the box, stuffed it in his mouth and sat down on his bed with a pout on his face.
Draco Malfoy was still laughing slightly when Snape walked into the room. The potions master immediately surveyed the situation, and a highly incredulous expression appeared on his face. He blinked once. Then twice. He stared at Draco. Then at Harry. Then he ran a delicate hand though his limp black hair and blinked for a third time. After about a minute of this all three occupants of the room were interrupter by very heavy footsteps coming their way. Snape wisely moved away from the door, and a good thing he did too. The door was slammed open (A/N Is that possible?) and a hugely fat man with a big red face stomped through the door glaring at everyone and everything.
Harry sat back into his pillow and looked calmly at the rude interrupter.
"Hello Uncle Vernon"
A/N- I have realized that I am just not able to write more then 2100 words at once. I will write about 500 words a day. If I post another chappie in two days time it will be about 1000 words. If I post another chappie in three days time it will be about 1500 words. Vacations don't count as days.
Thanks to my great reviewers!!
Bluebird 161221- Yay, glad you like my story hope you likes this chappie too.
Beinfoy-Yeah, when I'm in a bad mood the worst thing in the world is cheerful people
Rosey Wolloe- Harry Potter and the Bumble Bee of DOOM!! Great title!! I should've used that one!! Dumble seems a little like a ravenclaw to me too, but I think his Gryffindor qualities outrun the Ravenclaw ones. Too stupidly brave.
Dark Fairy- We still don't know why Dracos in a muggle hospital, but I'm working my way there. Loved your review.
Night Spiret- Thanks sooo much for another review!! Yay!! I got some good authors reviewing my story!!
Lei Dumbledore-Loved your review lots!! Your Severitus challenge fic is great!!
Fatal Dreams-Seducer of fantasy-OMG!!! I looked on your fav story list, and I'm on it!!! I'm sooooo happy!!! I was dancing around in circle's laughing hysterically after I saw it!! My sister thought I was crazy!! Thanks soooooo much!!! I'm really honored!!
No name- thanks for the vote, I always love a review
Motivation-I've got motivation on my side!! How lucky can a person get!!! Thanks so much for the review!
Cyan-Thanks a lot for the review in chapter one!! Are you the same cyan that's on my fav list??
Then a stranger question worked its way into Harry's mind. What the hell was 'Malfoy!!!' doing in a muggle hospital????
He got up as quickly as he could in the weakened state he was in and sat down heavily on his bed trying to recover some of the dignity that he had lost. Harry wanted to at least gain some of his composer before Malfoy realized the situation he was in. It's not everyday that you wake up to see your enemy lying in pain on the floor by your bedside. Harry lifted his head to gaze at Dra-Malfoy, and was astonished that the usual smirk was not in place. In fact, other then the widening of his eyes it would seem that Malfoy hadn't even recognized his presence. They were both quiet for a moment until Harry started to get uncomfortable.
Malfoys altogether dead look was actually starting to worry him. Instead of saying anything though, Harry just stared at Malfoy, waiting. Although Draco was the most annoying bastard that Harry had ever come in contact with, he still needed one ever-standing enemy. Voldemort was an enemy too of coarse, but Voldie was not IhisI enemy. Voldie was Ieveryone'sI enemy. Draco Malfoy was all his, and if Malfoy was not up to insults, then Harry couldn't be either.
Harry then winced at his own thoughts, where had all the possessiveness come from?
Then he went back to studying Malfoy. With all of his attention on him and not on his thoughts, Harry was astonished for the second time that day. Perfect Porcelain Draco had bruises!! His face was almost white, even whiter than normal! Malfoy had never looked so breakable.
Draco must have noticed Harry's surprise, because next thing Harry knew Malfoy's face was turning away form him and focusing on a crack in the incredibly white wall. Harry lay back on his bed and both occupants of Hospital room 305 laid in not so comfortable, but not really tense, silence.
Suddenly a nurse walked in, and Harry thanked every god that he could think of that it was not the same one as earlier. She walked to the front of Harry's bed and gave him an unreadable expression.
"We're having trouble contacting your relatives," the nurse said gravely, "Right now you are staying here free of charge. We could label you one of our charity cases, but we should contact your providers first. Do you know of any alternate phone numbers? Your neighbor Ms. Fig only knew of one."
Harry's face blushed lightly in embarrassment and anger. It was just like the Dursley's to refuse to pay the money. Ms. Figg probably forgot to leave the Dursleys name, only leaving his, which meant that they wouldn't be able to find his address. The doctors probably thought he had been living in a moldy one-room apartment or something. The shape that his cloths were in sure made it look like that. Having Draco here this conversation was horrifying.
"Sorry Ma'm" Harry said, his voice raspy from a numb throat. But, even if his throat had not been numb his voice would still have been rusty with disuse, "We only ave one phone, our landlady threatened to send us out if we paid the rent one day late, another phone line would be impossible." Harry added after a moments pause, if he was going to be a charity case he might as well sound pitiful.
Harry thought he heard a snort from the other side of the room, and he had to stop his lips from curving into a smile.
The nurse though obviously believed him though because her expression softened slightly as she wrote something on a tablet. "Well," she said, "I'm sure we can deal without them, but I will need you to sign this paper." The nurse handed him a piece of paper that basically said that he agreed that his case could be classified as charity and a lot of other bla bla bla.. junk. He sat up signed the paper clumsily and messily with his bandaged right hand. Then the nurse gave him one another soft look as she walked out the door.
Harry lay down again and turned his head towards Malfoy who was looking at him questionably.
"What was that about?" Malfoy asked in a voice that was raspy, much like Harry's.
Harry, for once was actually happy that Draco had spoken. Harry shrugged. Not intending to answer at all, but his mouth betrayed him.
"I'll answer you that if you tell me why you're in here, you know, this is a muggle hospital, did you lose your way?" Harry smirked in a Draco like way. Inside he was afraid that Draco's dead look would come back if he pushed to hard, but on the outside he was calm as a iced over lake in winter.
To Harry's relief Draco just raised an delicate eyebrow at Harry's comment and replied coolly, "Well I guess we're at a stalemate, your business is yours, mine is mine."
Harry nodded his head and realized that they were actually having a semi friendly conversation. He was about to comment on this, but before he could the door to their room was opened again. Harry almost groaned, fearing it was another nurse but as he turned his head towards the doorway he saw a very different someone. Professor Snape stood there staring in shock at the fact that Harry and Draco were in the same room, and were apparently not trying to kill each other. But what almost made Harry choke up in laughter was the fact that Snape was wearing muggle cloths. All black leather. He looked like a Goth with his Black Hair and pale face.
Snapes shock soon wore off and he regained his common look of hatred that his face always wore in front of Harry and other Gryffindors. Harry could not really fault Snape for his actions towards all people who were not in his house, the yelling, point taking and all. The Slytherins needed someone to love them, and the rest of the school more then made up for Snapes love with hate.
"Potter," Snape sneered, "What are you doing here, causing as much trouble at home as at school I assume??"
'Well' thought Harry, 'I guess he was only expecting Malfoy' out loud he replied to the potions master, "What do people normally do at hospitals Sir?" Harry replied sarcastically, "I'm laying here on my behind doing nothing but pondering the secretes of life."
Snape gave Harry a nasty look that promised to remove points from Gryffindor once school started. Then he looked over at Draco with a much softer gaze and headed over to his side of the room.
"I take it your feeling better Draco?" He asked kindly.
"Yes Sir, I'm only to stay here another day." Draco said quietly.
Snape pulled a box of candy out of his leather jacket pocket and put it beside Draco's bed. Harry watched all this and struggled not to laugh, as both Slytherins remained totally expressionless. It was like watching really bad actors in an angst soap opera.
Snape then walked to the door and hurried out.
Just when the door slammed Harry burst out in insane laughter. "H-He, and-d Yo-u !" Harry burst out while laughing at the same time, "It's like some old silent drama movie!!"
After laughing for about a minute Harry could see that Draco was getting a little freaked out. But it really had been a long time since he had last laughed. He tried to stop for his poor stomachs sake, laughing could really hurt.
When the laughing finally stopped Malfoy asked a question that made the hysterics start again. "What's a movie?"
Normally Harry would have just answered the question, but Draco Malfoy was sounding so much like Ron Weasley that it was funny. Malfoys question didn't get answered that day, but hospital room 305 sure got more confusing, with Harry bursting into laughter for no reason, or blushing every time his inner voice spoke to him about the angel laying on the bed next to his. Draco was mostly silent, but he still looked at Harry once in a while when he thought the boy wonder wasn't looking. Confusion and something that Harry couldn't recognize marred his features.
The next morning Harry and Draco sat in their beds staring in disgust at the soggy cream of wheat and thick un-sugared orange juice. Draco turned his head to look at Harry.
"Worst breakfast yet, and I've been here weeks, you sure are lucky Potter." Harry took no offence to this remark. He couldn't agree with Draco more.
Draco ate a few bites of his watery oatmeal junk so the nurse would be happy, then he pushed the plate away and took a chocolate from the box Snape had given. Harry looked at the box with longing, but he didn't ask for one. Draco noticed Harry's look and snickered. He held another chocolate in front of his face and licked his lips. Harry suddenly felt himself wanting more then the chocolate. Then Draco popped the chocolate into his mouth let it melt. Harry closed his eyes and moaned.
Then he made a hasty decision. He had to do something to distract himself from this tortures angel, so using only a tiny part of his brain Harry jumped the chocolates. He wanted sooo badly to jump Draco instead, but he knew he couldn't, he would never be so lucky that Draco could feel the same way. He himself had only just figured it out, and although they seemed to be making their way to a really weird friendship at the moment, it didn't seem possible for them to be anything beyond acquaintances in the long run.
So as Harry was leaping madly toward the box of chocolates he remembered halfway to Draco's bed that his strength was weaker then normal. Before he reached his goal one of Harry's leaps landed too hard and his legs collapsed from beneath him, and for the second time in a very short while he found himself on the floor under Draco's wide eyed stare.
In a second the stare had turned into an expression filled with amusement and Harry had to fight to keep from laughing himself. Instead he settled to glaring at Malfoy and got not so gracefully to his feet. Then he walked up to the laughing hyena and grabbed a chocolate from the box, stuffed it in his mouth and sat down on his bed with a pout on his face.
Draco Malfoy was still laughing slightly when Snape walked into the room. The potions master immediately surveyed the situation, and a highly incredulous expression appeared on his face. He blinked once. Then twice. He stared at Draco. Then at Harry. Then he ran a delicate hand though his limp black hair and blinked for a third time. After about a minute of this all three occupants of the room were interrupter by very heavy footsteps coming their way. Snape wisely moved away from the door, and a good thing he did too. The door was slammed open (A/N Is that possible?) and a hugely fat man with a big red face stomped through the door glaring at everyone and everything.
Harry sat back into his pillow and looked calmly at the rude interrupter.
"Hello Uncle Vernon"
A/N- I have realized that I am just not able to write more then 2100 words at once. I will write about 500 words a day. If I post another chappie in two days time it will be about 1000 words. If I post another chappie in three days time it will be about 1500 words. Vacations don't count as days.
Thanks to my great reviewers!!
Bluebird 161221- Yay, glad you like my story hope you likes this chappie too.
Beinfoy-Yeah, when I'm in a bad mood the worst thing in the world is cheerful people
Rosey Wolloe- Harry Potter and the Bumble Bee of DOOM!! Great title!! I should've used that one!! Dumble seems a little like a ravenclaw to me too, but I think his Gryffindor qualities outrun the Ravenclaw ones. Too stupidly brave.
Dark Fairy- We still don't know why Dracos in a muggle hospital, but I'm working my way there. Loved your review.
Night Spiret- Thanks sooo much for another review!! Yay!! I got some good authors reviewing my story!!
Lei Dumbledore-Loved your review lots!! Your Severitus challenge fic is great!!
Fatal Dreams-Seducer of fantasy-OMG!!! I looked on your fav story list, and I'm on it!!! I'm sooooo happy!!! I was dancing around in circle's laughing hysterically after I saw it!! My sister thought I was crazy!! Thanks soooooo much!!! I'm really honored!!
No name- thanks for the vote, I always love a review
Motivation-I've got motivation on my side!! How lucky can a person get!!! Thanks so much for the review!