Unhealing Wounds
Chapter 2: Hospital beds
Harry awoke in the morning to find himself in an unfamiliar room. He attempted to rise but found that something was weighing him down. Looking to his side he found a very beautiful blonde boy resting on his chest. His platinum blonde hair sprawled all over Harry's chest his eyes closed in the deepest of sleep. Slow steady breaths ran across his chest as the boy slept on. Harry smiled and planted a light kiss on the top of the boy's head, praying he was still sleeping. Draco stirred at the contact, but simply hugged Harry tighter continued whatever dream he was having.
The window lit up the room so that it looked like a prison for the rich. The white walls stood out so much. They reflected the light so well that Harry's eyes started to hurt. Harry pulled back the blanket's hoping to release some of the heat in his body only to find an old discovery and a bad memory. Draco's side was bandaged up and blood was seeping through the bandages. The night before reappeared in Harry's memory and the anger he had forgotten to have that night came as well.
"He'll pay for this, Draco, I promise you." Harry whispered, brushing golden hair out of Draco's eyes. "They will wish they never touched you when I'm done with them." Draco stirred a little.
"Potter, let me handle them, a Malfoy never lets his reputation be ruined without some serious payback. When you're done with them, they will wish they wouldn't have touched me. When I'm done with them, they will wish they died instead of lived to feel my wrath. There's going to be hell to pay." Draco opened his eyes and glared at the wall. Those silver eyes were so intense and so angry that a charging bull would have altered its path. He dug his nails into Harry's shoulder out of pure anger. The Malfoy name had been disgraced. Even worse was the disgrace of his own name. Draco Malfoy was no longer a name feared or respected, but a name laughed at and looked down on.
Harry winced as Draco's gripped tightened. Draco seemed to notice because he stopped and rolled toward the window. It hurt badly and Draco found he couldn't stay awake because of it. Just moving had caused him so much pain, that the real world would only exist if he were still. Draco's world went black once again.
Harry heard Malfoy's moan of pain before he fell out of consciousness. It hurt Harry to see his friend in so much pain, but only time could heal Draco's wounds. Wounds to his pride would be harder to heal. However, there was an upside to this. Harry was hungry and just now, breakfast was starting. With no Draco to weigh him down, Harry could actually eat. Pulling his shirt over his head he leapt out of bed. He Dashed to the Great Hall just long enough to grab food for himself and Draco before heading back to the private hospital room. He was stopped before he could get back, however.
"Well now look who it is..." a voice came from down the hall. Harry's eyes met with Blaise's. Fear welled up in the boy who lived. Knowing what Blaise had done to Draco; he could easily do it to him as well. Footsteps awakened Harry from his thought. Blaise was right in front of him.
"Hello Harry, is Draco having a good morning? I heard he was attacked. Is he alright?" Blaise drawled, pretending to care. Harry glared at him, anger mounting.
"If you ever get near him again I'll kill you." Harry hissed. Blaise smirked.
"Oh Harry, I've very sure Draco will not exist long enough to see his justice made. You know Harry; you shouldn't leave a sick friend all alone. He could get hurt.' Blaise grinned widely. That grin was evil, and only one thing ran through Harry's mind when he saw it.
"Draco..." Harry dropped the food he was carrying and ran top speed towards the hospital wing.
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A/N ~ I'm sorry I couldn't help it...I love cliffhangers. Read and Review and tell me how you like it. Remember, the more reviews the quicker the next chapter goes up! Thanks for reading! Please review!
XX Daeva Shade XX
Chapter 2: Hospital beds
Harry awoke in the morning to find himself in an unfamiliar room. He attempted to rise but found that something was weighing him down. Looking to his side he found a very beautiful blonde boy resting on his chest. His platinum blonde hair sprawled all over Harry's chest his eyes closed in the deepest of sleep. Slow steady breaths ran across his chest as the boy slept on. Harry smiled and planted a light kiss on the top of the boy's head, praying he was still sleeping. Draco stirred at the contact, but simply hugged Harry tighter continued whatever dream he was having.
The window lit up the room so that it looked like a prison for the rich. The white walls stood out so much. They reflected the light so well that Harry's eyes started to hurt. Harry pulled back the blanket's hoping to release some of the heat in his body only to find an old discovery and a bad memory. Draco's side was bandaged up and blood was seeping through the bandages. The night before reappeared in Harry's memory and the anger he had forgotten to have that night came as well.
"He'll pay for this, Draco, I promise you." Harry whispered, brushing golden hair out of Draco's eyes. "They will wish they never touched you when I'm done with them." Draco stirred a little.
"Potter, let me handle them, a Malfoy never lets his reputation be ruined without some serious payback. When you're done with them, they will wish they wouldn't have touched me. When I'm done with them, they will wish they died instead of lived to feel my wrath. There's going to be hell to pay." Draco opened his eyes and glared at the wall. Those silver eyes were so intense and so angry that a charging bull would have altered its path. He dug his nails into Harry's shoulder out of pure anger. The Malfoy name had been disgraced. Even worse was the disgrace of his own name. Draco Malfoy was no longer a name feared or respected, but a name laughed at and looked down on.
Harry winced as Draco's gripped tightened. Draco seemed to notice because he stopped and rolled toward the window. It hurt badly and Draco found he couldn't stay awake because of it. Just moving had caused him so much pain, that the real world would only exist if he were still. Draco's world went black once again.
Harry heard Malfoy's moan of pain before he fell out of consciousness. It hurt Harry to see his friend in so much pain, but only time could heal Draco's wounds. Wounds to his pride would be harder to heal. However, there was an upside to this. Harry was hungry and just now, breakfast was starting. With no Draco to weigh him down, Harry could actually eat. Pulling his shirt over his head he leapt out of bed. He Dashed to the Great Hall just long enough to grab food for himself and Draco before heading back to the private hospital room. He was stopped before he could get back, however.
"Well now look who it is..." a voice came from down the hall. Harry's eyes met with Blaise's. Fear welled up in the boy who lived. Knowing what Blaise had done to Draco; he could easily do it to him as well. Footsteps awakened Harry from his thought. Blaise was right in front of him.
"Hello Harry, is Draco having a good morning? I heard he was attacked. Is he alright?" Blaise drawled, pretending to care. Harry glared at him, anger mounting.
"If you ever get near him again I'll kill you." Harry hissed. Blaise smirked.
"Oh Harry, I've very sure Draco will not exist long enough to see his justice made. You know Harry; you shouldn't leave a sick friend all alone. He could get hurt.' Blaise grinned widely. That grin was evil, and only one thing ran through Harry's mind when he saw it.
"Draco..." Harry dropped the food he was carrying and ran top speed towards the hospital wing.
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A/N ~ I'm sorry I couldn't help it...I love cliffhangers. Read and Review and tell me how you like it. Remember, the more reviews the quicker the next chapter goes up! Thanks for reading! Please review!
XX Daeva Shade XX