Chapter One
Draco was sitting beside Harry's hospital bed in Hogwarts. They were in a seperate room off the main infermitory. Draco sat with his arms folded, legs crossed, and head tilted backwards, resting against the back of the chair he sat in. He was thinking about so much. He knew he shouldn't be thinking half of it, but it was no use.
The most annoyingly constant question on Draco's mind, was why. Why would Harry give up his life for his enemy? Why would he save him instead of Severus? And why in Merlin's name did he have to go toe-to-toe with Voldemort? The other annoying question on Draco's mind, was how. How in Merlin's name did Harry even survive the Blue Rinse. That's a complicated potion explosive, it doesn't destroy anything, but if what ever it touches is living, that living thing would die instantly. It's almost worse than the Killing Curse. Harry couldn't have survived it. And yet here he was, breathing deeply with sleep, his wounds, his body healing.
Draco sighed softly, and closed his eyes, he thought back to their escape. And he knew he'd find the answers there.
~Flash Back~
Snape cleared the blue wisps with a flick of his wand, and ran to the figure, scooping it up, and halling it over his shoulder. He started to run, faster than he knew he possibly could, but he knew Harry was dead, and he needed to get him to Poppy Pomfrey and Dumbledoer as soon as possible, or they would never get him back. He saw Draco drop back a bit and the boy called out.
"Severus! Is he alright?" Snape heard the wrenching pain in Draco's voice.
"Yes, just keep running, clear the Anti-Apparation feild and get to Dumbledore quickly Draco! Tell him Harry's dead and I'm on my way!" Snape yelled. He saw Draco convulse slightly, a very violent tremble fit. He watched him vanish with a pop.
Hogwarts~
Draco sped, with what seemed to him, ungodly speed, but he was ignoring everything, and just sprinting towards Dumbledore. He felt so much pain, it was like he was being ripped appart from the inside out. It felt as if his soul was being erased, his heart vanishing, his lungs halting. He felt as if he were dying. But he couldn't, he had to get to Dumbledore. He tore through the halls of Hogwarts, up flights of stairs, and into the Hospitol wing. Dumbledore was already there. He collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily, gasping for breath to cool his enflamed lungs.
"Harry...dead...Severus, on his way..." Draco managed out between gasps, trying desperatly to pull air into his lungs, trying to fight the darkness, creeping up and around him, to consume him. He faded into a world of black, and he didn't wake.
~End Flash Back~
Draco had passed out, and had woken, a few days earlier. He had been told what had happened. But no one told him, how Harry had lived. A soft sigh escaped Draco's lips once more, as he recounted the past three days. Granger and Weasley had come in, he had been civil to them both. He was still a bit shocked when Granger had hugged him. But he was getting over it. He hadn't expected any less then a glare from the Weasle, but he still had kept his mouth shut. Snape had come in once or twice with a Dreamless Sleep Potion, and a change of clothes or two. Dumbledore had come in frequently, making sure that both boys were alright.
Draco's head snapped up when he heard something rustle in the bed. Silver eyes went soft, and slightly smoky as they watched emerald green eyes flutter open, blinking rapidly to clear the haze of a week long coma. Draco straightened a bit, watching as Harry woke.
Harry looked around a bit, gathering in barings, and his wits. He shoved sleep and fog from his brain, and looked over to his left. A realtively bright smile curved his lips, softly.
"It's lives," Draco smirked.
"How'er you? I'm glad to see you alive," Harry whispered, his voice weak.
"I'll live. Only minor injuries. You however, are a miracle breathing." Draco said, kneeling beside Harry, on the floor beside the bed. Harry chuckled softly, and looked up at the celing.
"I have heard that before. My only worry had been you. So it doesn't matter. My mission was accomplished." Harry said. He cleared his throat, and began to try to sit up. Draco helped him by piling pillows behind him.
Draco pulled the chair closer, and sat beside Harry. Hot, uncomfortable tears welled in the blonde boy's silver eyes, and he looked away, trying to blink them back. He didn't care if Harry had been his enemy for the first five years of school, he didn't want him to be now. He had never wanted him to be, but his pride had been hurt when Harry refused his friendship, no one refused a Malfoy. And now, he could have lost his only true potential friend. He would have been alone, and it would have been his fault.
"Draco, c'mere." Harry commanded softly.
Draco had been barely aware of the shift in the bed, but when he looked up, he choked. Harry was watching him with knowing eyes, and open arms. Draco all but dove into his embrace, he knew it was uncharacteristic, but he didn't care. He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, as Harry cradled him close, palming the back of his head soothingly, rubbing his back gently to calm him.
"I'm so sorry Harry. It was my fault. All my fault. I'm sorry." Draco whispered, tears silently streaming down his face.
"Shh, it wasn't your fault. Don't think that, not ever. Don't be sorry. Please don't be. You have no reason to be." Harry soothed.
Draco fell silent, and just snuggled into Harry's embrace. Harry sighed softly, and pulled him closer. He felt Draco starting to calm down, and smiled softly.
"Harry, can we be friends now..? Saying I'm sorry wont erase anything between us, it was to much, but I hope we could try again? I'll even hang out with Granger and Weasley, if you want me too." Draco was practically pleading.
Harry didn't know why Draco would ask, after this they were automatically friends. Harry nodded.
"Of course Draco, you didn't have to even ask. I consider you one of my best friends. And don't worry, you're a great person, everyone will know so, because I wont let anyone pick at you." Harry murmmured to him.
Draco smiled softly, and let out a breath he didn't even know he'd been holding.
"Thanks Harry." Draco said.
"No need to, Draco." Harry replied, gently running a hand up and down Draco's back.
Draco sat up slowly, still feeling Harry's hand on his back. Silver met emerald and soft smiles curved two mouths. The serenity of the world around the two, was shattered, as four people entered the room.
Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley came rushing in, followed by Snape and Dumbledore. Harry squeaked when he suddenly found he had a lap full of a sobbing Hermione. He looked up at Dumbledore worriedly, before encircling Hermione with his arms, holding her close.
"Gosh! Harry we'd thought you'd died! Oh I couldn't take it..not at all." Sobbed Hermione. Her face buried in Harry's chest.
"'Mione, I'm alright. I really am. Don't worry! ...Not like you'll listen, but I'm alright now." Harry soothed, he wasn't good with crying women.
"Let him breath 'Mione." Ron said, gently prying the still crying girl from Harry.
Draco sat down beside Harry again, after being pushed out of the way. And he ignored the icy glare he was recieving from Weasley.
"So what news hath the living?" Harry asked, with a semi-cheeky grin.
"You'll be out of here in a day or so, now that you've woken up." Dumbledore chuckled.
"I need to speak to Potter alone..please." Severus said suddenly.
Dumbledore herded the three other teens out of the room, and closed the door. Harry looked up at Severus, and smiled softly at the gentle, emotion-filled gratitude emanating eyes of Severus Snape.
"Thank you for getting him out of there Harry. But thank you for surviving even more. He needs you, greatly." Severus said, sitting beside Harry on the bed.
"He needs a friend. Not necessarily me, but I've become his friend, and I'll stay that way. Even if he is an annoying git." Harry grinned a bit, meaning all of his words except his perception of Draco.
Severus smirked, and nodded.
"You two have come a long way to begin with. I hate to say it, but I'm proud. You two have grown up, and gotten the fact that rivalry is adolesent and immature." Severus said softly looking out the window.
"It's hard to pretend to hate the one you love.." Harry mused quietly, so soft he was sure Severus didn't hear him.
Harry missed the knowing look shot his way, and the small smile. He also missed the fact Draco had been at the door unintentionally listening.
A/N- Gomen nasai minna sama! I didn't mean for this update to be so late! But I was in boarding school. ~Grimaces.~ They don't have internet either! So I had to wait. But this and Happy Little Draco will be updated quickly now, I wrote both stories out long hand because I couldn't type them! Anyway, I'm sorry this is short, but I hope you liked it! ~ Lale
Draco was sitting beside Harry's hospital bed in Hogwarts. They were in a seperate room off the main infermitory. Draco sat with his arms folded, legs crossed, and head tilted backwards, resting against the back of the chair he sat in. He was thinking about so much. He knew he shouldn't be thinking half of it, but it was no use.
The most annoyingly constant question on Draco's mind, was why. Why would Harry give up his life for his enemy? Why would he save him instead of Severus? And why in Merlin's name did he have to go toe-to-toe with Voldemort? The other annoying question on Draco's mind, was how. How in Merlin's name did Harry even survive the Blue Rinse. That's a complicated potion explosive, it doesn't destroy anything, but if what ever it touches is living, that living thing would die instantly. It's almost worse than the Killing Curse. Harry couldn't have survived it. And yet here he was, breathing deeply with sleep, his wounds, his body healing.
Draco sighed softly, and closed his eyes, he thought back to their escape. And he knew he'd find the answers there.
~Flash Back~
Snape cleared the blue wisps with a flick of his wand, and ran to the figure, scooping it up, and halling it over his shoulder. He started to run, faster than he knew he possibly could, but he knew Harry was dead, and he needed to get him to Poppy Pomfrey and Dumbledoer as soon as possible, or they would never get him back. He saw Draco drop back a bit and the boy called out.
"Severus! Is he alright?" Snape heard the wrenching pain in Draco's voice.
"Yes, just keep running, clear the Anti-Apparation feild and get to Dumbledore quickly Draco! Tell him Harry's dead and I'm on my way!" Snape yelled. He saw Draco convulse slightly, a very violent tremble fit. He watched him vanish with a pop.
Hogwarts~
Draco sped, with what seemed to him, ungodly speed, but he was ignoring everything, and just sprinting towards Dumbledore. He felt so much pain, it was like he was being ripped appart from the inside out. It felt as if his soul was being erased, his heart vanishing, his lungs halting. He felt as if he were dying. But he couldn't, he had to get to Dumbledore. He tore through the halls of Hogwarts, up flights of stairs, and into the Hospitol wing. Dumbledore was already there. He collapsed to his knees, breathing heavily, gasping for breath to cool his enflamed lungs.
"Harry...dead...Severus, on his way..." Draco managed out between gasps, trying desperatly to pull air into his lungs, trying to fight the darkness, creeping up and around him, to consume him. He faded into a world of black, and he didn't wake.
~End Flash Back~
Draco had passed out, and had woken, a few days earlier. He had been told what had happened. But no one told him, how Harry had lived. A soft sigh escaped Draco's lips once more, as he recounted the past three days. Granger and Weasley had come in, he had been civil to them both. He was still a bit shocked when Granger had hugged him. But he was getting over it. He hadn't expected any less then a glare from the Weasle, but he still had kept his mouth shut. Snape had come in once or twice with a Dreamless Sleep Potion, and a change of clothes or two. Dumbledore had come in frequently, making sure that both boys were alright.
Draco's head snapped up when he heard something rustle in the bed. Silver eyes went soft, and slightly smoky as they watched emerald green eyes flutter open, blinking rapidly to clear the haze of a week long coma. Draco straightened a bit, watching as Harry woke.
Harry looked around a bit, gathering in barings, and his wits. He shoved sleep and fog from his brain, and looked over to his left. A realtively bright smile curved his lips, softly.
"It's lives," Draco smirked.
"How'er you? I'm glad to see you alive," Harry whispered, his voice weak.
"I'll live. Only minor injuries. You however, are a miracle breathing." Draco said, kneeling beside Harry, on the floor beside the bed. Harry chuckled softly, and looked up at the celing.
"I have heard that before. My only worry had been you. So it doesn't matter. My mission was accomplished." Harry said. He cleared his throat, and began to try to sit up. Draco helped him by piling pillows behind him.
Draco pulled the chair closer, and sat beside Harry. Hot, uncomfortable tears welled in the blonde boy's silver eyes, and he looked away, trying to blink them back. He didn't care if Harry had been his enemy for the first five years of school, he didn't want him to be now. He had never wanted him to be, but his pride had been hurt when Harry refused his friendship, no one refused a Malfoy. And now, he could have lost his only true potential friend. He would have been alone, and it would have been his fault.
"Draco, c'mere." Harry commanded softly.
Draco had been barely aware of the shift in the bed, but when he looked up, he choked. Harry was watching him with knowing eyes, and open arms. Draco all but dove into his embrace, he knew it was uncharacteristic, but he didn't care. He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, as Harry cradled him close, palming the back of his head soothingly, rubbing his back gently to calm him.
"I'm so sorry Harry. It was my fault. All my fault. I'm sorry." Draco whispered, tears silently streaming down his face.
"Shh, it wasn't your fault. Don't think that, not ever. Don't be sorry. Please don't be. You have no reason to be." Harry soothed.
Draco fell silent, and just snuggled into Harry's embrace. Harry sighed softly, and pulled him closer. He felt Draco starting to calm down, and smiled softly.
"Harry, can we be friends now..? Saying I'm sorry wont erase anything between us, it was to much, but I hope we could try again? I'll even hang out with Granger and Weasley, if you want me too." Draco was practically pleading.
Harry didn't know why Draco would ask, after this they were automatically friends. Harry nodded.
"Of course Draco, you didn't have to even ask. I consider you one of my best friends. And don't worry, you're a great person, everyone will know so, because I wont let anyone pick at you." Harry murmmured to him.
Draco smiled softly, and let out a breath he didn't even know he'd been holding.
"Thanks Harry." Draco said.
"No need to, Draco." Harry replied, gently running a hand up and down Draco's back.
Draco sat up slowly, still feeling Harry's hand on his back. Silver met emerald and soft smiles curved two mouths. The serenity of the world around the two, was shattered, as four people entered the room.
Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley came rushing in, followed by Snape and Dumbledore. Harry squeaked when he suddenly found he had a lap full of a sobbing Hermione. He looked up at Dumbledore worriedly, before encircling Hermione with his arms, holding her close.
"Gosh! Harry we'd thought you'd died! Oh I couldn't take it..not at all." Sobbed Hermione. Her face buried in Harry's chest.
"'Mione, I'm alright. I really am. Don't worry! ...Not like you'll listen, but I'm alright now." Harry soothed, he wasn't good with crying women.
"Let him breath 'Mione." Ron said, gently prying the still crying girl from Harry.
Draco sat down beside Harry again, after being pushed out of the way. And he ignored the icy glare he was recieving from Weasley.
"So what news hath the living?" Harry asked, with a semi-cheeky grin.
"You'll be out of here in a day or so, now that you've woken up." Dumbledore chuckled.
"I need to speak to Potter alone..please." Severus said suddenly.
Dumbledore herded the three other teens out of the room, and closed the door. Harry looked up at Severus, and smiled softly at the gentle, emotion-filled gratitude emanating eyes of Severus Snape.
"Thank you for getting him out of there Harry. But thank you for surviving even more. He needs you, greatly." Severus said, sitting beside Harry on the bed.
"He needs a friend. Not necessarily me, but I've become his friend, and I'll stay that way. Even if he is an annoying git." Harry grinned a bit, meaning all of his words except his perception of Draco.
Severus smirked, and nodded.
"You two have come a long way to begin with. I hate to say it, but I'm proud. You two have grown up, and gotten the fact that rivalry is adolesent and immature." Severus said softly looking out the window.
"It's hard to pretend to hate the one you love.." Harry mused quietly, so soft he was sure Severus didn't hear him.
Harry missed the knowing look shot his way, and the small smile. He also missed the fact Draco had been at the door unintentionally listening.
A/N- Gomen nasai minna sama! I didn't mean for this update to be so late! But I was in boarding school. ~Grimaces.~ They don't have internet either! So I had to wait. But this and Happy Little Draco will be updated quickly now, I wrote both stories out long hand because I couldn't type them! Anyway, I'm sorry this is short, but I hope you liked it! ~ Lale
