Draco woke up that morning, finding something snuggled up against him. Jet
black hair was tickling his nose and bright sunlight was shining through
the window. It took Draco a while to find out where he was exactly. A smile
played on his lips when he realised it was Harry snuggled up against him.
He wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled him closer.
He jerked back as if Harry's body was on fire when he heard Harry hiss in pain. "Shit," he muttered, withdrawing his hands from Harry's body.
"Please don't" Harry whispered.
"But I'll hurt you." Draco answered in a concerned voice.
"Well, that's just too bad. I like it and I want you to hold me again. It makes me feel safe." Harry stated firmly, so there was no point in arguing about it. "And I know its not that you don't want to hold me"... he teased.
Draco grinned and wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders again, this time not as tight. He heard Harry sigh happily and smiled again. He was wondering about what had happened during Harry's stay with Voldemort and he was also curious about what had happened to his mother. How could his father do this? It was one thing to hurt Harry, who was his enemy, but his mother? She had always been loyal to his father and to Voldemort. How had they found out about her betrayal? She wasn't so stupid to actually say it in front of them. His mother was a strong witch, even though not many people knew this. Suddenly, Draco realised how foolish his own father was. Joining Voldemort was like signing a contract with the devil. He had given up both his wife and son just to please an idiot. Draco undoubtedly knew that his father was once a loving man. He had seen pictures of his mother and father when they were young and he could see the love in their eyes. How could his father have done this? He had chosen power over love. All the greed and hate within him had taken over his once loving heart. He had been an oblivious little boy but his mother had seen the love vanish in front of her very own eyes. He couldn't even imagine how hard it must have been on her.
"What are you thinking about?" a soft voice asked from what seemed to be a very far away place. The question had snapped Draco out of his thoughts and back to the pair of eyes in front of him, eyeing him curiously.
"About my mother and father," Draco answered.
"I'm very sorry about what happened to your mother"... Harry whispered, looking slightly hurt.
"Well, Severus is there for her now. I think she's happy she's finally gotten rid of Lucius. Although I know she really loved him. Draco smiled.
He felt Harry stiffen in his arms and frowned when he heard Harry gasp. "What is it?" he asked.
"You don't know yet? She hasn't told you?" Harry stuttered his innocent eyes filled with fear.
"Hasn't told me what?" asked a confused Draco. "What did they do to her?"
"If she hasn't told you, I'm not sure if she wants me to tell you." Harry whispered.
"No, tell me." Draco said. He had a weird feeling in his stomach.
Harry swallowed hard and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out, only a soft whimper and something that sounded like I can't.
"Is it that bad?" Draco asked.
Harry just nodded and buried his face deeper into Draco's neck while pressing his body close to Draco's.
"Harry, I need to know. Tell me, I can't help my mother unless I know what they did to her." Draco whispered.
"They... he and..." Harry murmured, whimpering a bit louder. "Awful... So cruel..."
"What, Harry, what?" Draco almost yelled, feeling really uncomfortable with Harry acting so weird.
One word escaped Harry;s lips before he clung to Draco with such force that you would never have expected from such a wounded person... "Raped"
Dracos heart stopped beating for a second. His anger was rising rapidly. "They did WHAT?" he yelled, gasping for air. "Who is they? Who did it?"
Harry began to shake and Draco regretted yelling immediately. He hadn't expected Harry to answer right away so he waited, caressing Harry's back softly.
"Voldemort and Lucius," Harry muttered.
Draco gasped more than a few times. His own father had raped a woman, he had raped his own wife. Suddenly, he felt disgusted with who he was. I'm the son of a man who raped his own wife... for what? How could someone be so cruel? Well one thing is for sure... there is no love left inside of my father's heart. He is cold hearted and filled with hatred. For the first time in his life Draco felt as if he wanted to kill someone. Namely Voldemort and his own father. A restless feeling washed over his body, making him feel very distressed. He felt as if he had to get out of this room and as if he wanted to scream his lungs out.
"Harry?" Draco whispered, not knowing why he was calling Harry.
Harry looked up and worked his way up to Draco's face. He sealed Draco's lips with his own. Draco's body relaxed a little underneath him. He nibbled on Draco's bottom lip before entering his mouth with his tongue, searching for Draco's. He moaned when he found the velvety touch of Draco's tongue.
The kiss ended when they both needed to gasp for air.
"I'm so sorry." Harry whispered, placing another kiss on Draco's lips.
Draco sighed; feeling more relaxed than two minutes ago. "How did you know?" he asked.
Harry bit his lip and closed his eyes muttering, "They made me watch."
Draco's eyes widened in shock. "Oh My God."
Tears filled Harry's eyes. "It was horrible. They were holding my head and I couldn't close my eyes because of some kind of spell. It was so horrible! They hit her when she refused to say their names while they were coming. She was so brave. She didn't struggle at all. If she had struggled I think they would have killed her. Harry swallowed and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand. I was next... I don't know what I would have done if your mother hadn't pretended to faint, fell on top of me and disapparated with me. I was so afraid that they would take my virginity before I could give it to you,"
Draco smiled faintly and ran his hands through Harry's hair. "I love you."
Harry smiled back, until suddenly a very serious look came into his eyes. "Draco, I want you to take my virginity as soon as possible."
Draco just stared at Harry, totally speechless. He knew it was going to happen someday, but not so soon. Not that he didn't want to... "Are...Are you sure?" he stuttered.
"Yes," Harry said firmly, but continued blushing. "That is, if you want to..."
"Are you crazy? Of course I want to!" Draco exclaimed happily. "I just want you to be absolutely sure. I don't want you to regret it afterwards because you were being too hasty."
"I'm sure. I really want to," Harry smiled. "What if your mother isn't there next time and they finish what they wanted to do or worse, kill me? What if I've never really been with you and they killed me? Before I got the chance to give myself to you? That would be the biggest mistake of my life!"
"Oh Merlin! You don't know how to make it impossible to hate you!" Draco smiled. Just remember don't think about the what ifs in life too much. Just live life in the present. Come what may." After the warning, Draco kissed Harry again.
Harry looked into Draco's eyes and sighed. "I guess you want to go to your mother now."
Draco nodded and softly lifted Harry off of him. After making sure Harry was lying comfortably, he got out of bed and walked to the door.
"Draco, tell your mother I'll be forever thankful for what she did for me. I wish I could come with you and tell her myself." Harry whispered, wincing in pain when he tried to get up.
"I'll tell her. Just stay in bed," Draco said and blew Harry a kiss before walking out the door. He walked through the corridor towards the living room. Guessing his mother and Severus were in there, he knocked on the door.
"Yes?" He heard his mother say.
"It's me, can I come in?" he asked politely. He didn't want to catch his mother in a compromising position, although he didn't expect that to happen so soon after she had gotten raped so violently.
"Sure Darling!" With that Draco opened the door and stepped inside of the room. He saw his mother lying on the couch while Severus was sitting on a chair next to her.
"May I talk to you alone?" Draco asked his mother, realising Severus probably didn't know about the rape yet. He could see that by the look on Severus face, it was far too peaceful.
His mother frowned and Severus was eyeing him strangely.
"Well, I don't see why Severus can't stay. What is it you want to talk about?" his mother asked.
Maybe she did tell Severus... Draco thought. "About what Lucius and Voldemort did to you," he answered.
His mother looked back at him in horror, her face was pale and her twinkling eyes were suddenly dull. "What are you talking about?" she asked hoarsely.
"Mother, I know how you got those bruises and what they did to you." Draco said, walking towards his mother.
"Oh no!" she exclaimed, "Harry told you?" Suddenly she was crying her eyes out.
"What happened?" Severus snapped, totally shocked and looking very worried.
When she didn't answer Draco asked, "Should I tell him, mother?"
She nodded and buried her face into her pillow.
"Voldemort and Lucius raped her," Draco whispered as softly as he could. Causing his mother to cry even harder. ""They almost did the same to Harry" he continued, but Severus wasn't listening anymore.
Severus stood up and Draco saw by the look in his eyes that he was going to apparate and get his revenge.
"NO!" Draco yelled, snapping Severus out of his thoughts. "Don't do that. I don't want my mother to lose you too."
Severus stared at him, "What did you say?"
Draco rolled his eyes and said, "She needs you, she's already lost Lucius. It's pretty obvious you care about each other and well... I really don't want to know the rest."
Severus smiled at him and turned to his mother.
"Severus, you'll have to promise me that you won't apparate back there to avenge her. We'll get our revenge soon enough, I need you to take care of my mother. I have to get back to Harry," Draco said.
Severus nodded and kneeled next to the couch, making his mother face him. Draco could see the humiliation in her eyes. He wished he hadn't told Severus about it, but he needed to know. They would get their revenge. Severus, for his mother and he for both Harry and his mother.
"Its OK, Draco," Severus said, now holding his mother in his arms. "You can go back now, I'll take care of her."
Draco smiled and kissed his mother, before walking out of the room.
*
Draco walked back to Harry feeling guilty. He hadn't even comforted his mother. His mother had risked her own life for his love, got raped and still managed to save Harry... And now he wasn't even there for her. He had gotten uncomfortable in that room, not knowing what to say or do to make the humiliation and hurt stop. His mother was crying and he didn't know what to do.
He opened the door and decided to take a shower when he saw Harry sleeping peacefully. A cold shower, because it was very warm inside of the house. It surprised Draco that he had slept at all, normally when it was this warm and stuffy inside his bedroom he wouldn't sleep at all. That was until he discovered a spell against that.
He took off his clothes and stepped into the shower. The cold water refreshed him and made him less sleepy. He thought about going swimming in the sea, but he really didn't want to leave Harry alone for too long. When Harry's a bit better, I'll carry him to the sea and we can go swimming. Maybe we'll be able to swim in the evening when it isn't too hot. I've always wanted to go swimming at night and kiss in the water. Maybe I'll get Harry to go swimming in the nude, Draco grinned at the thought.
When he was finished he stepped into the room again, wearing only his towel. He had washed his clothes in the shower. Well, not really washed... it was more like wetting his clothes. But, honestly, how was he supposed to wash his clothes when no one had ever told him how to wash them properly. He figured his clothes would dry soon if he put them in the sunshine and opened the folding doors, hanging the clothes over the balcony.
"Did you take a shower?" Harry asked behind him.
Draco turned around. "I didn't know you were awake," he said, walking towards Harry. "Yes, I did take a shower."
"Could you take me to the shower?" Harry asked. "I really need one, I'm all sweaty."
"Are you sure? I don't think that would be a smart thing to do. You can't even walk! Besides, what if I let you fall? No, I wont take that risk." Draco stated.
Harry pouted, "I want to wash myself, I feel dirty."
Draco rolled his eyes, "I washed all your wounds yesterday."
"Couldn't you wash me?" Harry asked with puppy-dog eyes.
Draco sighed dramatically. "OK, maybe this once." he smirked.
"Hey! I had to wash you when you were in the hospital wing!" Harry exclaimed, but winced in pain directly after his outburst.
Draco's eyes widened. "You washed me?" he gaped.
Harry nodded, feeling very proud. "All by my self."
"And I was asleep?" Draco asked again.
Harry nodded, still smiling.
"Well, if that's true I owe you one," said Draco, while walking back to the bathroom.
Draco walked into the bathroom grabbing a towel, a face cloth and a bowl of hot water. He was just walking out of the bathroom when he heard Harry scream. As quickly as he could with the bowl of hot water in his hands, he ran back into the room. He saw that Harry had removed the sheets and was staring at his body in horror.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked concerned.
Harry lifted his head and looked at Draco in disbelieve. "Do you think I'm alright? Look at how ugly I look! I knew it hurt but I didn't know I looked this disgusting. Don't look at me! I don't want you seeing me like this!"
Draco turned his head away from Harry. He knew the wounds that hadn't needed bandages looked pretty unpleasant, but the ones underneath the bandages were even worse. Silently he thanked God that he had insisted upon wrapping his wounds with bandages, although Severus had said it wasn't necessary. If Harry had seen those, he would have been a lot more shocked than he was now. "Harry, please," he said, looking back at Harry.
"No! I don't want you coming anywhere near me! I don't want you seeing me like this. I can't believe you wanted to lie next to a bruised, bleeding and awful looking person," Harry said, covering himself with the sheets again.
Draco sighed. "Harry, I want to take care of you. Let me take care of you like you took care of me when I was incapable of doing it myself," he said, walking towards Harry.
"I'll never be pretty again. These wounds will become scars, my body will always be covered with scars," Harry whispered, looking down.
Draco bit his lip, it hurt seeing Harry suffer like this. "There are potions and spells to hide those scars... And-"
"But they'll still be there and I'll know they're still there. I'll never feel pretty again!" Harry interrupted Draco almost yelling.
"Most of them will fade away. I don't care if you have scars, I'll love you either way," Draco whispered, going through Harry's hair and trying to find Harrys eyes.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone flying. Your father told me he saw me flying and counted the windows so he could take me with him. He said it was a surprise to find you there...So he came back another time to save you, only to find out that you didn't want to be saved, Harry said, avoiding Draco's hair.
"Did my father hurt you badly?" Draco asked, trying to find out what happened exactly.
Harry nodded. "But not as bad as Voldemort did. They made a little game of it, one point to the one who made me wince, two points if I screamed and five if I cried. I can't remember what kind of curses they threw at me. The only thing I know is that they hurt pretty bad."
"Harry listen to me, it's not your fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's my fault. Please don't blame yourself and please let me take care of you," Draco whispered kneeling beside the bed. "I love you."
"So you still want me? Even if I'm ugly?" Harry asked.
"Of course I still want you and you're not ugly. I happen to find scars very cool, now I'll be able to tell all my friends that I have a boyfriend with scars. I can tell them how brave you are, how pretty you look and how sweet you are," Draco whispered in Harry's ear, nibbling on his earlobe.
Harry pulled Draco up a bit and embraced him. "Thanks, I love you too," he said.
***
This is the new beta-ed version of this chapter! I love my new beta-reader, I'm sure you do two after you read this chapter! Hugs, Cherish
He jerked back as if Harry's body was on fire when he heard Harry hiss in pain. "Shit," he muttered, withdrawing his hands from Harry's body.
"Please don't" Harry whispered.
"But I'll hurt you." Draco answered in a concerned voice.
"Well, that's just too bad. I like it and I want you to hold me again. It makes me feel safe." Harry stated firmly, so there was no point in arguing about it. "And I know its not that you don't want to hold me"... he teased.
Draco grinned and wrapped his arms around Harry's shoulders again, this time not as tight. He heard Harry sigh happily and smiled again. He was wondering about what had happened during Harry's stay with Voldemort and he was also curious about what had happened to his mother. How could his father do this? It was one thing to hurt Harry, who was his enemy, but his mother? She had always been loyal to his father and to Voldemort. How had they found out about her betrayal? She wasn't so stupid to actually say it in front of them. His mother was a strong witch, even though not many people knew this. Suddenly, Draco realised how foolish his own father was. Joining Voldemort was like signing a contract with the devil. He had given up both his wife and son just to please an idiot. Draco undoubtedly knew that his father was once a loving man. He had seen pictures of his mother and father when they were young and he could see the love in their eyes. How could his father have done this? He had chosen power over love. All the greed and hate within him had taken over his once loving heart. He had been an oblivious little boy but his mother had seen the love vanish in front of her very own eyes. He couldn't even imagine how hard it must have been on her.
"What are you thinking about?" a soft voice asked from what seemed to be a very far away place. The question had snapped Draco out of his thoughts and back to the pair of eyes in front of him, eyeing him curiously.
"About my mother and father," Draco answered.
"I'm very sorry about what happened to your mother"... Harry whispered, looking slightly hurt.
"Well, Severus is there for her now. I think she's happy she's finally gotten rid of Lucius. Although I know she really loved him. Draco smiled.
He felt Harry stiffen in his arms and frowned when he heard Harry gasp. "What is it?" he asked.
"You don't know yet? She hasn't told you?" Harry stuttered his innocent eyes filled with fear.
"Hasn't told me what?" asked a confused Draco. "What did they do to her?"
"If she hasn't told you, I'm not sure if she wants me to tell you." Harry whispered.
"No, tell me." Draco said. He had a weird feeling in his stomach.
Harry swallowed hard and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out, only a soft whimper and something that sounded like I can't.
"Is it that bad?" Draco asked.
Harry just nodded and buried his face deeper into Draco's neck while pressing his body close to Draco's.
"Harry, I need to know. Tell me, I can't help my mother unless I know what they did to her." Draco whispered.
"They... he and..." Harry murmured, whimpering a bit louder. "Awful... So cruel..."
"What, Harry, what?" Draco almost yelled, feeling really uncomfortable with Harry acting so weird.
One word escaped Harry;s lips before he clung to Draco with such force that you would never have expected from such a wounded person... "Raped"
Dracos heart stopped beating for a second. His anger was rising rapidly. "They did WHAT?" he yelled, gasping for air. "Who is they? Who did it?"
Harry began to shake and Draco regretted yelling immediately. He hadn't expected Harry to answer right away so he waited, caressing Harry's back softly.
"Voldemort and Lucius," Harry muttered.
Draco gasped more than a few times. His own father had raped a woman, he had raped his own wife. Suddenly, he felt disgusted with who he was. I'm the son of a man who raped his own wife... for what? How could someone be so cruel? Well one thing is for sure... there is no love left inside of my father's heart. He is cold hearted and filled with hatred. For the first time in his life Draco felt as if he wanted to kill someone. Namely Voldemort and his own father. A restless feeling washed over his body, making him feel very distressed. He felt as if he had to get out of this room and as if he wanted to scream his lungs out.
"Harry?" Draco whispered, not knowing why he was calling Harry.
Harry looked up and worked his way up to Draco's face. He sealed Draco's lips with his own. Draco's body relaxed a little underneath him. He nibbled on Draco's bottom lip before entering his mouth with his tongue, searching for Draco's. He moaned when he found the velvety touch of Draco's tongue.
The kiss ended when they both needed to gasp for air.
"I'm so sorry." Harry whispered, placing another kiss on Draco's lips.
Draco sighed; feeling more relaxed than two minutes ago. "How did you know?" he asked.
Harry bit his lip and closed his eyes muttering, "They made me watch."
Draco's eyes widened in shock. "Oh My God."
Tears filled Harry's eyes. "It was horrible. They were holding my head and I couldn't close my eyes because of some kind of spell. It was so horrible! They hit her when she refused to say their names while they were coming. She was so brave. She didn't struggle at all. If she had struggled I think they would have killed her. Harry swallowed and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand. I was next... I don't know what I would have done if your mother hadn't pretended to faint, fell on top of me and disapparated with me. I was so afraid that they would take my virginity before I could give it to you,"
Draco smiled faintly and ran his hands through Harry's hair. "I love you."
Harry smiled back, until suddenly a very serious look came into his eyes. "Draco, I want you to take my virginity as soon as possible."
Draco just stared at Harry, totally speechless. He knew it was going to happen someday, but not so soon. Not that he didn't want to... "Are...Are you sure?" he stuttered.
"Yes," Harry said firmly, but continued blushing. "That is, if you want to..."
"Are you crazy? Of course I want to!" Draco exclaimed happily. "I just want you to be absolutely sure. I don't want you to regret it afterwards because you were being too hasty."
"I'm sure. I really want to," Harry smiled. "What if your mother isn't there next time and they finish what they wanted to do or worse, kill me? What if I've never really been with you and they killed me? Before I got the chance to give myself to you? That would be the biggest mistake of my life!"
"Oh Merlin! You don't know how to make it impossible to hate you!" Draco smiled. Just remember don't think about the what ifs in life too much. Just live life in the present. Come what may." After the warning, Draco kissed Harry again.
Harry looked into Draco's eyes and sighed. "I guess you want to go to your mother now."
Draco nodded and softly lifted Harry off of him. After making sure Harry was lying comfortably, he got out of bed and walked to the door.
"Draco, tell your mother I'll be forever thankful for what she did for me. I wish I could come with you and tell her myself." Harry whispered, wincing in pain when he tried to get up.
"I'll tell her. Just stay in bed," Draco said and blew Harry a kiss before walking out the door. He walked through the corridor towards the living room. Guessing his mother and Severus were in there, he knocked on the door.
"Yes?" He heard his mother say.
"It's me, can I come in?" he asked politely. He didn't want to catch his mother in a compromising position, although he didn't expect that to happen so soon after she had gotten raped so violently.
"Sure Darling!" With that Draco opened the door and stepped inside of the room. He saw his mother lying on the couch while Severus was sitting on a chair next to her.
"May I talk to you alone?" Draco asked his mother, realising Severus probably didn't know about the rape yet. He could see that by the look on Severus face, it was far too peaceful.
His mother frowned and Severus was eyeing him strangely.
"Well, I don't see why Severus can't stay. What is it you want to talk about?" his mother asked.
Maybe she did tell Severus... Draco thought. "About what Lucius and Voldemort did to you," he answered.
His mother looked back at him in horror, her face was pale and her twinkling eyes were suddenly dull. "What are you talking about?" she asked hoarsely.
"Mother, I know how you got those bruises and what they did to you." Draco said, walking towards his mother.
"Oh no!" she exclaimed, "Harry told you?" Suddenly she was crying her eyes out.
"What happened?" Severus snapped, totally shocked and looking very worried.
When she didn't answer Draco asked, "Should I tell him, mother?"
She nodded and buried her face into her pillow.
"Voldemort and Lucius raped her," Draco whispered as softly as he could. Causing his mother to cry even harder. ""They almost did the same to Harry" he continued, but Severus wasn't listening anymore.
Severus stood up and Draco saw by the look in his eyes that he was going to apparate and get his revenge.
"NO!" Draco yelled, snapping Severus out of his thoughts. "Don't do that. I don't want my mother to lose you too."
Severus stared at him, "What did you say?"
Draco rolled his eyes and said, "She needs you, she's already lost Lucius. It's pretty obvious you care about each other and well... I really don't want to know the rest."
Severus smiled at him and turned to his mother.
"Severus, you'll have to promise me that you won't apparate back there to avenge her. We'll get our revenge soon enough, I need you to take care of my mother. I have to get back to Harry," Draco said.
Severus nodded and kneeled next to the couch, making his mother face him. Draco could see the humiliation in her eyes. He wished he hadn't told Severus about it, but he needed to know. They would get their revenge. Severus, for his mother and he for both Harry and his mother.
"Its OK, Draco," Severus said, now holding his mother in his arms. "You can go back now, I'll take care of her."
Draco smiled and kissed his mother, before walking out of the room.
*
Draco walked back to Harry feeling guilty. He hadn't even comforted his mother. His mother had risked her own life for his love, got raped and still managed to save Harry... And now he wasn't even there for her. He had gotten uncomfortable in that room, not knowing what to say or do to make the humiliation and hurt stop. His mother was crying and he didn't know what to do.
He opened the door and decided to take a shower when he saw Harry sleeping peacefully. A cold shower, because it was very warm inside of the house. It surprised Draco that he had slept at all, normally when it was this warm and stuffy inside his bedroom he wouldn't sleep at all. That was until he discovered a spell against that.
He took off his clothes and stepped into the shower. The cold water refreshed him and made him less sleepy. He thought about going swimming in the sea, but he really didn't want to leave Harry alone for too long. When Harry's a bit better, I'll carry him to the sea and we can go swimming. Maybe we'll be able to swim in the evening when it isn't too hot. I've always wanted to go swimming at night and kiss in the water. Maybe I'll get Harry to go swimming in the nude, Draco grinned at the thought.
When he was finished he stepped into the room again, wearing only his towel. He had washed his clothes in the shower. Well, not really washed... it was more like wetting his clothes. But, honestly, how was he supposed to wash his clothes when no one had ever told him how to wash them properly. He figured his clothes would dry soon if he put them in the sunshine and opened the folding doors, hanging the clothes over the balcony.
"Did you take a shower?" Harry asked behind him.
Draco turned around. "I didn't know you were awake," he said, walking towards Harry. "Yes, I did take a shower."
"Could you take me to the shower?" Harry asked. "I really need one, I'm all sweaty."
"Are you sure? I don't think that would be a smart thing to do. You can't even walk! Besides, what if I let you fall? No, I wont take that risk." Draco stated.
Harry pouted, "I want to wash myself, I feel dirty."
Draco rolled his eyes, "I washed all your wounds yesterday."
"Couldn't you wash me?" Harry asked with puppy-dog eyes.
Draco sighed dramatically. "OK, maybe this once." he smirked.
"Hey! I had to wash you when you were in the hospital wing!" Harry exclaimed, but winced in pain directly after his outburst.
Draco's eyes widened. "You washed me?" he gaped.
Harry nodded, feeling very proud. "All by my self."
"And I was asleep?" Draco asked again.
Harry nodded, still smiling.
"Well, if that's true I owe you one," said Draco, while walking back to the bathroom.
Draco walked into the bathroom grabbing a towel, a face cloth and a bowl of hot water. He was just walking out of the bathroom when he heard Harry scream. As quickly as he could with the bowl of hot water in his hands, he ran back into the room. He saw that Harry had removed the sheets and was staring at his body in horror.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked concerned.
Harry lifted his head and looked at Draco in disbelieve. "Do you think I'm alright? Look at how ugly I look! I knew it hurt but I didn't know I looked this disgusting. Don't look at me! I don't want you seeing me like this!"
Draco turned his head away from Harry. He knew the wounds that hadn't needed bandages looked pretty unpleasant, but the ones underneath the bandages were even worse. Silently he thanked God that he had insisted upon wrapping his wounds with bandages, although Severus had said it wasn't necessary. If Harry had seen those, he would have been a lot more shocked than he was now. "Harry, please," he said, looking back at Harry.
"No! I don't want you coming anywhere near me! I don't want you seeing me like this. I can't believe you wanted to lie next to a bruised, bleeding and awful looking person," Harry said, covering himself with the sheets again.
Draco sighed. "Harry, I want to take care of you. Let me take care of you like you took care of me when I was incapable of doing it myself," he said, walking towards Harry.
"I'll never be pretty again. These wounds will become scars, my body will always be covered with scars," Harry whispered, looking down.
Draco bit his lip, it hurt seeing Harry suffer like this. "There are potions and spells to hide those scars... And-"
"But they'll still be there and I'll know they're still there. I'll never feel pretty again!" Harry interrupted Draco almost yelling.
"Most of them will fade away. I don't care if you have scars, I'll love you either way," Draco whispered, going through Harry's hair and trying to find Harrys eyes.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone flying. Your father told me he saw me flying and counted the windows so he could take me with him. He said it was a surprise to find you there...So he came back another time to save you, only to find out that you didn't want to be saved, Harry said, avoiding Draco's hair.
"Did my father hurt you badly?" Draco asked, trying to find out what happened exactly.
Harry nodded. "But not as bad as Voldemort did. They made a little game of it, one point to the one who made me wince, two points if I screamed and five if I cried. I can't remember what kind of curses they threw at me. The only thing I know is that they hurt pretty bad."
"Harry listen to me, it's not your fault. If it's anyone's fault, it's my fault. Please don't blame yourself and please let me take care of you," Draco whispered kneeling beside the bed. "I love you."
"So you still want me? Even if I'm ugly?" Harry asked.
"Of course I still want you and you're not ugly. I happen to find scars very cool, now I'll be able to tell all my friends that I have a boyfriend with scars. I can tell them how brave you are, how pretty you look and how sweet you are," Draco whispered in Harry's ear, nibbling on his earlobe.
Harry pulled Draco up a bit and embraced him. "Thanks, I love you too," he said.
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This is the new beta-ed version of this chapter! I love my new beta-reader, I'm sure you do two after you read this chapter! Hugs, Cherish