Physical
By: Trephinia Cealyn
A/N: Thanks to all my lovely reviewers, seriously... I wouldn't update without you kids! :)
Chapter 15 | I Want the Touch Of Your Charms
Pansy was a wreck. Her face was black and blue, her lips were puffed up, her arms were scratched, and she had handprints on her upper arms. And they weren't quite done with her yet.
"I think she's had enough." Goyle said uncertainly, gripping her upper arms tightly holding her up.
Crabbe scratched his head, "Draco said he didn't want her to be able to charm it away."
"Why don't we let her charm as much as she can away and then start again?" Goyle suggested.
Crabbe held his chin in one hand and glared at Pansy, "No we'd better charm them... she's quick and good with hexes."
Pansy hung her head dejectedly.
"What charms do we use?" Goyle said pulling his wand out.
Pansy gulped and struggled trying to get away.
"I dunno just wave your wand a bit and poke the wounds. We'll hope for the best." Crabbe said.
*
Draco somehow managed to sneak Harry past Goyle and Crabber who were trying to unsucceedingly to heal Pansy and beat her up at the same time, past everyone in the common room, and past Professer Snape. He was quite proud of himself when he got Harry safely to the 5th year boys' dormitory, and luckily no one was inside.
He laid Harry down gently on his bed and put him in a pair of his pajamas and lent Harry a dry pair of boxers. While making the switch Draco had to excercise complete self control in not taking advantage of Harry in his weakened state.
"Draco..." Harry murmered and curled up with one of the pillows. Draco quickly put on his pajamas too and slid into bed next to Harry. He carefully pried the pillow away and then pulled Harry into his arms.
"Shh," Draco whispered running his fingers through Harry's hair, "It'll be okay, I'll never let Pansy touch you again."
"That's nice," Harry murmered and he snuggled closer to Draco.
Draco paused and took a deep breath, "I love you too Harry Potter."
"I don't want to go to class Hermione," Harry mumbled. Draco laughed and pulled him closer.
"It's okay now Harry, go to sleep."
*
Harry awoke to sounds of loud noises, shouting, and having a hand covering his mouth.
"Harry be very quit," Draco whispered, "You are in my dorms and they don't know you are here. Just stay still and when they leave I'll take you back to your common rooms."
Harry nodded but was very frightened. He waited for what seemed like forever. Finally Draco removed his hand and pushed the curtains back.
"Okay Harry let's get you back to your common rooms." Draco said pulling some clothes on.
Harry sat up rather quickly without realizing he was on the edge of the bed and he fell off smacking his head hard against Draco's trunk, and then on the floor.
"Ouch..." Harry groaned. His eyes were shut tight and he was trying not to scream in pain.
Draco immediatly stooped to his side and rolled Harry over, "Are you okay?"
Harry hissed, "My head kills."
Draco frowned and squinted. His forehead seemed to be bleeding. He watched as Harry opened his eyes.
"Draco!" Harry yelled forgetting where he was. "Draco where are my glasses?!"
"Harry what are you talking about?" Draco whispered looking at him with concern. "You don't need them, you are blind remember."
"My glasses Draco! I need them!"
A/N - Part 2: Sorry about the cliffies... But I'm sure you can figure this one out.
By: Trephinia Cealyn
A/N: Thanks to all my lovely reviewers, seriously... I wouldn't update without you kids! :)
Chapter 15 | I Want the Touch Of Your Charms
Pansy was a wreck. Her face was black and blue, her lips were puffed up, her arms were scratched, and she had handprints on her upper arms. And they weren't quite done with her yet.
"I think she's had enough." Goyle said uncertainly, gripping her upper arms tightly holding her up.
Crabbe scratched his head, "Draco said he didn't want her to be able to charm it away."
"Why don't we let her charm as much as she can away and then start again?" Goyle suggested.
Crabbe held his chin in one hand and glared at Pansy, "No we'd better charm them... she's quick and good with hexes."
Pansy hung her head dejectedly.
"What charms do we use?" Goyle said pulling his wand out.
Pansy gulped and struggled trying to get away.
"I dunno just wave your wand a bit and poke the wounds. We'll hope for the best." Crabbe said.
*
Draco somehow managed to sneak Harry past Goyle and Crabber who were trying to unsucceedingly to heal Pansy and beat her up at the same time, past everyone in the common room, and past Professer Snape. He was quite proud of himself when he got Harry safely to the 5th year boys' dormitory, and luckily no one was inside.
He laid Harry down gently on his bed and put him in a pair of his pajamas and lent Harry a dry pair of boxers. While making the switch Draco had to excercise complete self control in not taking advantage of Harry in his weakened state.
"Draco..." Harry murmered and curled up with one of the pillows. Draco quickly put on his pajamas too and slid into bed next to Harry. He carefully pried the pillow away and then pulled Harry into his arms.
"Shh," Draco whispered running his fingers through Harry's hair, "It'll be okay, I'll never let Pansy touch you again."
"That's nice," Harry murmered and he snuggled closer to Draco.
Draco paused and took a deep breath, "I love you too Harry Potter."
"I don't want to go to class Hermione," Harry mumbled. Draco laughed and pulled him closer.
"It's okay now Harry, go to sleep."
*
Harry awoke to sounds of loud noises, shouting, and having a hand covering his mouth.
"Harry be very quit," Draco whispered, "You are in my dorms and they don't know you are here. Just stay still and when they leave I'll take you back to your common rooms."
Harry nodded but was very frightened. He waited for what seemed like forever. Finally Draco removed his hand and pushed the curtains back.
"Okay Harry let's get you back to your common rooms." Draco said pulling some clothes on.
Harry sat up rather quickly without realizing he was on the edge of the bed and he fell off smacking his head hard against Draco's trunk, and then on the floor.
"Ouch..." Harry groaned. His eyes were shut tight and he was trying not to scream in pain.
Draco immediatly stooped to his side and rolled Harry over, "Are you okay?"
Harry hissed, "My head kills."
Draco frowned and squinted. His forehead seemed to be bleeding. He watched as Harry opened his eyes.
"Draco!" Harry yelled forgetting where he was. "Draco where are my glasses?!"
"Harry what are you talking about?" Draco whispered looking at him with concern. "You don't need them, you are blind remember."
"My glasses Draco! I need them!"
A/N - Part 2: Sorry about the cliffies... But I'm sure you can figure this one out.