A/N: Ah, no! School started for me!!! That means, homework, tests and other
crap. But it turns out I don't get to write as much at school. I can barely
fit any of my books into my school bag. Anyway, I'll manage to find time
after school to write a bit each day. I'll be updating more regularly now,
since I wont be able to go on the computer on school days (except Friday),
so I'll be stuck in my room writing, writing, writing. All right, I know it
has been a while since I've updated, and my fingers were just ITCHING to
write, but then I wanted a break. But I'm back again!
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A dull throb in his head.........screams trapped in his mind.........running footsteps.........so many voices. Harry stirred and slowly opened his eyes, blinking several times, adjusting o the light. When he finally got the chance to look around his surroundings, he noticed he was in the Hospital Wing. How though?
He seems to be visiting the infirmary at least once every year. Sitting up, he was met with Professor McGonagall's tired but panic-stricken eyes.
"Wha-?"
"Potter!" Professor McGonagall half shouted. "Oh.........you're awake."
"Harry," it was Remus who spoke afterwards.
Harry looked at both their strained expressions and knew immediately something was wrong. What if it had to do with Draco? He waited impatiently for them to say something, but neither one of them spoke.
"Well?" Harry said. "Why the silence?"
"Harry," Remus said hesitantly, as if not wanting to dive right into the subject. "You fainted during the training session."
"I did?" Harry blinked.
"Yes, Dumbledore suggested you were having some sort of vision after I brought you here. I knew he was right by the way you were thrashing around on the floor, it must have been something bad," he paused. "Do you remember what you saw?"
"I don't even remember fainting, so I don't remember what sort of vision I had," Harry answered truthfully.
"Well, whatever the vision was, something happened yesterday. Azkaban was raided last night by Death Eaters-"
"W-What?" Harry stuttered. "Did they get away?"
Remus nodded. Professor McGonagall let out a loud sniff, and wiped her nose with a handkerchief. Harry bet the worst was yet to come.
"The Dementors joined Voldemort, every single one of them. Half of the aurors were worst then dead since they were given the Kiss........." Remus trailed off.
"Someone I know got attacked didn't they?" Harry said slowly.
"Mr. Potter.........Hagrid was one of the many people that received the kiss. He arrived at Azkaban with Dumbledore to help the aurors out, but-but the aurors.........you know how they are about giants. They didn't even give him a chance, they stunned him," Professor McGonagall explained the best she could without breaking down, but the more she talked, the croakier her voice got.
Remus patted her back awkwardly and picked up where she left off.
"After they stunned Hagrid, the Dementors swooped down on him, about 2 of them gave him the kiss," Remus said his voice more calm but a bit on the shaky side.
Harry looked at them both, not believing a single word they had just said. They were lying! That's it! They were only kidding.
"It can't be! Hagrid is outside probably tending the garden," Harry muttered incoherently.
He got out of the bed and tore out of the Hospital Wing. He ran by Hermione and Ron, who were standing outside of the Hospital Wing.
"HARRY!" Hermione shouted after him.
Harry ignored her, and Remus's commands for him to come back. He just continued running with his mind buzzing. He pulled open the large oak doors and raced outside towards Hagrid's place. When he gets there, Hagrid will open the door and smile when he sees who it is. Harry can hear his voice already.
"Yeh finally came to visit me!" Hagrid would say cheerfully, and pull him inside for tea.
But once standing outside of the door, he noticed the lights were off inside.
He's taking a nap, Harry thought with determination.
He knocked once.........no answer, no sound from Fang or Hagrid saying, "Hold yer horses." Harry knocked frantically on the door, then breaking into a furious pounding.
"OPEN UP! HAGRID, OPEN THE DOOR!" Harry cried, banging his fists against the wooden door. "WAKE UP HAGRID, IT'S ME! OPEN THE GODAMN DOOR!"
Still no answer, maybe Hagrid's a deep sleeper.
"Harry," Hermione put a hand on Harry's shoulder once they caught up to him. "Stop it."
Harry pushed her away and took out his wand.
"Alohomora."
The door clicked open and he turned the doorknob. It creaked as it opened and Harry walked in trembling.
"Hagrid?" Harry's voice echoed in the small empty room. "Where did he go?"
"St. Mungo's," Ron said.
Harry looked at him helplessly, "Why? He's not sick."
"Harry, Hagrid's not the same anymore. There's nothing we can do."
"What about a potion?"
"There's no cure for a Dementors kiss."
"But Hagrid-"
"Is gone," Remus said. "You didn't let me finish. The Death Eaters killed him afterwards."
"Then why is he at St. Mungo's?" Harry asked desperately. "If he's there then that means he's okay!"
"Their cleaning up his wounds for the funeral," Hermione choked out. "Harry please, just accept it."
"How can you and be so CALM ABOUT IT? HAGRID WAS OUR FRIEND!" Harry shouted, not noticing the tears that crept down his cheeks.
"He is still our friend!" Ron said.
"I know it's hard, but you have to deal with it! He's gone Harry. Not even Dumbledore can bring him back."
Harry's throat was dry; he couldn't speak anymore. So many jumbled up words were caught in his throat, but none could come out properly. So this wasn't a joke after all.........
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They say that love is in the air during February. What a lie that was. Draco was still at the Malfoy Manor; how can Harry enjoy Valentine's Day without him? He was still dealing with Hagrid's death. Harry decided the best way to deal with it, was to forget about it. Put the fact act the very back of his mind, and just focus on other things. The spells that were taught during his private training sessions were getting more and more advanced. His classes were as boring as ever. Homework was piled on the students, adding pressure and strain to many of them. Hermione was the one who was most frantic of all, trying to complete all her essays.
It was a hot day, hotter then the usual weather during February, and the Slytherins and Gryffindors sat in the scorching hot greenroom. Herbology instantly became everyone's least favourite subject, for the greenrooms were one of the classrooms that have the most access to the sun.
While trying to pick the fluorescent coloured berries off a wiggling fleabush, the doors to the greenroom swung open. All heads turned towards the entrance. Squinting, Harry made out a form of a person. Thinking that it was Draco, Harry quickly shrugged the thought off. He was hoping Draco would come back soon, but every tie he thought about it, the more depressed he became.
Brushing off the sweat that was trickling down his forehead, Harry continued picking the berries, throwing them in a basket next to him.
"Hurry up, take a seat," he heard Professor Sprout say.
Then came Hermione's excited gasp.
"Harry!" Hermione hissed, pulling at his sleeve.
"What?" Harry asked annoyed, turning around.
He was met with a pair of dazzling grey eyes that were staring straight at him. No.........Harry must have dozed off in the heat. He blinked several times, but he was still met with the same enchanting eyes. Then, summoning the whole thing up with the familiar trademark smirk.
"Missed me?" Draco Malfoy drawled, looking humorously at Harry.
Harry stood stunned. His brain doing quick thinking, registering whom it was standing in front of him, before he broke into a wide grin. Rushing over to Draco, stepping on several fleabushes along the way, he threw his arms over Draco. Harry buried his nose into the blond hair he loves, not believing a single moment of this.
"You're a mirage!" Harry mumbled.
"Fine," Draco huffed. "I didn't come all the way back to Hogwarts just to make you think I'm a damn mirage."
Harry chuckled and hugged Draco tighter.
"All right, all right, come on get back to work," Professor Sprout said.
Harry reluctantly pulled away, already missing Draco in his arms.
"I was going to wait for you in your room. I had it all planned out. I was going to lie in your bed, naked, with a bottle of whip cream and a bowl of strawberries," Draco said thoughtfully. "But I just couldn't wait to see you."
Harry secretly kissed Draco when the teacher wasn't looking.
"If Seamus or Dean found you like that, you would have drowned in a pool of drool."
Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust, "I would like to stay dry thanks."
Not caring whether he would get in trouble or not, Draco pulled Harry to him and pressed his lips against the soft lips; remembering the taste of Harry's sweet mouth. Harry pressed Draco's back, urging him to come closer. Draco gladly obliged and deepened the frenzied kiss.
"Awww!" Someone said in the background, which sounded a lot like Hermione.
Draco nibbled Harry's bottom lip and looked at his boyfriend, who he has missed for almost 2 months. He was back in Harry's arms again and he could not ask for anything more.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Draco said smiling, before getting pulled into another intense kiss.
A/N: **sighs** there you have it! Chapter 20! Okay, you're all probably wondering why Draco came back and all, but that will be explained the next chapter. After I finished writing this, I read over it and it seemed as if the story has come to an end. But no it has not; I'm thinking probably about 4 to 5 more chapters will sum the whole thing up. =] Remember to review and tell me what you think!!! Short reviews, long reviews, it doesn't matter, as long as I get some suggestions, opinions, or comments.
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A dull throb in his head.........screams trapped in his mind.........running footsteps.........so many voices. Harry stirred and slowly opened his eyes, blinking several times, adjusting o the light. When he finally got the chance to look around his surroundings, he noticed he was in the Hospital Wing. How though?
He seems to be visiting the infirmary at least once every year. Sitting up, he was met with Professor McGonagall's tired but panic-stricken eyes.
"Wha-?"
"Potter!" Professor McGonagall half shouted. "Oh.........you're awake."
"Harry," it was Remus who spoke afterwards.
Harry looked at both their strained expressions and knew immediately something was wrong. What if it had to do with Draco? He waited impatiently for them to say something, but neither one of them spoke.
"Well?" Harry said. "Why the silence?"
"Harry," Remus said hesitantly, as if not wanting to dive right into the subject. "You fainted during the training session."
"I did?" Harry blinked.
"Yes, Dumbledore suggested you were having some sort of vision after I brought you here. I knew he was right by the way you were thrashing around on the floor, it must have been something bad," he paused. "Do you remember what you saw?"
"I don't even remember fainting, so I don't remember what sort of vision I had," Harry answered truthfully.
"Well, whatever the vision was, something happened yesterday. Azkaban was raided last night by Death Eaters-"
"W-What?" Harry stuttered. "Did they get away?"
Remus nodded. Professor McGonagall let out a loud sniff, and wiped her nose with a handkerchief. Harry bet the worst was yet to come.
"The Dementors joined Voldemort, every single one of them. Half of the aurors were worst then dead since they were given the Kiss........." Remus trailed off.
"Someone I know got attacked didn't they?" Harry said slowly.
"Mr. Potter.........Hagrid was one of the many people that received the kiss. He arrived at Azkaban with Dumbledore to help the aurors out, but-but the aurors.........you know how they are about giants. They didn't even give him a chance, they stunned him," Professor McGonagall explained the best she could without breaking down, but the more she talked, the croakier her voice got.
Remus patted her back awkwardly and picked up where she left off.
"After they stunned Hagrid, the Dementors swooped down on him, about 2 of them gave him the kiss," Remus said his voice more calm but a bit on the shaky side.
Harry looked at them both, not believing a single word they had just said. They were lying! That's it! They were only kidding.
"It can't be! Hagrid is outside probably tending the garden," Harry muttered incoherently.
He got out of the bed and tore out of the Hospital Wing. He ran by Hermione and Ron, who were standing outside of the Hospital Wing.
"HARRY!" Hermione shouted after him.
Harry ignored her, and Remus's commands for him to come back. He just continued running with his mind buzzing. He pulled open the large oak doors and raced outside towards Hagrid's place. When he gets there, Hagrid will open the door and smile when he sees who it is. Harry can hear his voice already.
"Yeh finally came to visit me!" Hagrid would say cheerfully, and pull him inside for tea.
But once standing outside of the door, he noticed the lights were off inside.
He's taking a nap, Harry thought with determination.
He knocked once.........no answer, no sound from Fang or Hagrid saying, "Hold yer horses." Harry knocked frantically on the door, then breaking into a furious pounding.
"OPEN UP! HAGRID, OPEN THE DOOR!" Harry cried, banging his fists against the wooden door. "WAKE UP HAGRID, IT'S ME! OPEN THE GODAMN DOOR!"
Still no answer, maybe Hagrid's a deep sleeper.
"Harry," Hermione put a hand on Harry's shoulder once they caught up to him. "Stop it."
Harry pushed her away and took out his wand.
"Alohomora."
The door clicked open and he turned the doorknob. It creaked as it opened and Harry walked in trembling.
"Hagrid?" Harry's voice echoed in the small empty room. "Where did he go?"
"St. Mungo's," Ron said.
Harry looked at him helplessly, "Why? He's not sick."
"Harry, Hagrid's not the same anymore. There's nothing we can do."
"What about a potion?"
"There's no cure for a Dementors kiss."
"But Hagrid-"
"Is gone," Remus said. "You didn't let me finish. The Death Eaters killed him afterwards."
"Then why is he at St. Mungo's?" Harry asked desperately. "If he's there then that means he's okay!"
"Their cleaning up his wounds for the funeral," Hermione choked out. "Harry please, just accept it."
"How can you and be so CALM ABOUT IT? HAGRID WAS OUR FRIEND!" Harry shouted, not noticing the tears that crept down his cheeks.
"He is still our friend!" Ron said.
"I know it's hard, but you have to deal with it! He's gone Harry. Not even Dumbledore can bring him back."
Harry's throat was dry; he couldn't speak anymore. So many jumbled up words were caught in his throat, but none could come out properly. So this wasn't a joke after all.........
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They say that love is in the air during February. What a lie that was. Draco was still at the Malfoy Manor; how can Harry enjoy Valentine's Day without him? He was still dealing with Hagrid's death. Harry decided the best way to deal with it, was to forget about it. Put the fact act the very back of his mind, and just focus on other things. The spells that were taught during his private training sessions were getting more and more advanced. His classes were as boring as ever. Homework was piled on the students, adding pressure and strain to many of them. Hermione was the one who was most frantic of all, trying to complete all her essays.
It was a hot day, hotter then the usual weather during February, and the Slytherins and Gryffindors sat in the scorching hot greenroom. Herbology instantly became everyone's least favourite subject, for the greenrooms were one of the classrooms that have the most access to the sun.
While trying to pick the fluorescent coloured berries off a wiggling fleabush, the doors to the greenroom swung open. All heads turned towards the entrance. Squinting, Harry made out a form of a person. Thinking that it was Draco, Harry quickly shrugged the thought off. He was hoping Draco would come back soon, but every tie he thought about it, the more depressed he became.
Brushing off the sweat that was trickling down his forehead, Harry continued picking the berries, throwing them in a basket next to him.
"Hurry up, take a seat," he heard Professor Sprout say.
Then came Hermione's excited gasp.
"Harry!" Hermione hissed, pulling at his sleeve.
"What?" Harry asked annoyed, turning around.
He was met with a pair of dazzling grey eyes that were staring straight at him. No.........Harry must have dozed off in the heat. He blinked several times, but he was still met with the same enchanting eyes. Then, summoning the whole thing up with the familiar trademark smirk.
"Missed me?" Draco Malfoy drawled, looking humorously at Harry.
Harry stood stunned. His brain doing quick thinking, registering whom it was standing in front of him, before he broke into a wide grin. Rushing over to Draco, stepping on several fleabushes along the way, he threw his arms over Draco. Harry buried his nose into the blond hair he loves, not believing a single moment of this.
"You're a mirage!" Harry mumbled.
"Fine," Draco huffed. "I didn't come all the way back to Hogwarts just to make you think I'm a damn mirage."
Harry chuckled and hugged Draco tighter.
"All right, all right, come on get back to work," Professor Sprout said.
Harry reluctantly pulled away, already missing Draco in his arms.
"I was going to wait for you in your room. I had it all planned out. I was going to lie in your bed, naked, with a bottle of whip cream and a bowl of strawberries," Draco said thoughtfully. "But I just couldn't wait to see you."
Harry secretly kissed Draco when the teacher wasn't looking.
"If Seamus or Dean found you like that, you would have drowned in a pool of drool."
Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust, "I would like to stay dry thanks."
Not caring whether he would get in trouble or not, Draco pulled Harry to him and pressed his lips against the soft lips; remembering the taste of Harry's sweet mouth. Harry pressed Draco's back, urging him to come closer. Draco gladly obliged and deepened the frenzied kiss.
"Awww!" Someone said in the background, which sounded a lot like Hermione.
Draco nibbled Harry's bottom lip and looked at his boyfriend, who he has missed for almost 2 months. He was back in Harry's arms again and he could not ask for anything more.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Draco said smiling, before getting pulled into another intense kiss.
A/N: **sighs** there you have it! Chapter 20! Okay, you're all probably wondering why Draco came back and all, but that will be explained the next chapter. After I finished writing this, I read over it and it seemed as if the story has come to an end. But no it has not; I'm thinking probably about 4 to 5 more chapters will sum the whole thing up. =] Remember to review and tell me what you think!!! Short reviews, long reviews, it doesn't matter, as long as I get some suggestions, opinions, or comments.