(Blushing) my bad Latin has been noticed and my obsession with seeing Draco and harry snogging like two horny honeymooners has been brought to attention! Just so everyone knows if my mother saw this she would throw the computer out the window and rid the house of paper, so I could no longer put my fantasies into words!
I'm not bilingual but I try to be which most of the time I fail miserably so all my spells will be a sort of freaky mix of English, German and those lovely little end sounds that make them so special! ^__^; Just think I'm trying to learn Japanese! What next?!
Warnings: Evil Draco, original character, and more evil Draco.
Ratting: R
Chapter 4: A Malfoy never breaks a promise.
"Hermione?"
Ron leaned dangerously over Hermione so that he could see the paper she was writing furiously on. He began reading the first line and his eyebrow rose. "Quite interesting stuff you're written there Mione." Hermione quickly covered her paper with her arm and glared up at Ron. "What do you want?"
Ron put his hand behind his head and smiled his fingers starting to play with his hair, it was a habit he had picked up over the summer that made him look completely adorable or that's what Hermione thought. Hermione could feel her temper slip away as she watched Ron.
"I just happened to be over here and saw you so interested in something, I wanted to see what it was" Hermione realized the implications of the words and her eyes narrowed. "What did you see?" Ron giggled, which was not like him at all. "Oh nothing much just some stuff about two guys snogg-" Hermione slammed her hand over his mouth and pulled him down the aisle of the library stopping somewhere between romance and Humorous spells. She looked over their shoulders making sure the coast was clear before she took her hand off of Ron's mouth.
"You will never tell anyone about what you just read!"
Ron chuckled and looked up at her through his bangs. "I don't think I want to." Hermione glared. "Don't be a snot Ron, and don't tell a soul!" Ron shrugged and began searching the shelves. "Hey what ever turns you on." Hermione turned slightly pink; then noticed what Ron was searching through. "Um Ron do you actually like this sort of stuff? A smile crept onto her lips as she watched his face when he realized that he was holding a book called "The Erotic Education of Sleeping Beauty". Ron dropped the book and shivered. "Why the bloody hell would they have a book like that in a school library!"
Hermione laughed and grabbed the book off the floor replacing it gently. "So that people who are curious can find out about sex without having to actually do it." Ron shook his head. "What's the fun in that?" Hermione ran her finger over the binding of another romance book and spoke without realizing it. "The endings in a romance book are never possible in real life... never."
Ron blinked and tilted his head watching Hermione's changing expression. "Don't get all sappy on me Mione I like you better when you're bossy!" Ron received a playful slap for that and a scowl. "Just like you Ron no romance!" They both laughed until the librarian hushed them from four rows away.
~*~*~*~*~
It was happening again, the tendency for history to repeat itself was shone disturbingly true for Draco his everyday routine of life was shattered with his promise to make love to Harry Potter as he had made the same promise six years ago...
Draco tried to get his thoughts off of the past and shifted his attention to the ceiling, his eyes tracing the long twisting crack that looked like a serpent. Its coils seeming to tighten every time he had woken up in this perfects room, and this would be the twenty something time that had happened. It had become a routine thing, waking up in someone else's bed.
Draco shifted under the green silk sheets so that he was facing his bed partner; He watched the little bit of
Brown hair peeking up out of the bed sheets for a few minutes before he slipped out of bed and began getting dressed. Draco had on his pants before a sleep clouded voice called for him.
"Draco? Why are you leaving so soon" the voice was soft and feminine
Draco continued to put on his clothes and didn't answer. There was a silence as Draco pulled his shirt over his head.
"Draco its only one in the morning." The voice was getting annoyed.
Draco ignored it.
"Draco?"
Draco turned his head to the girl now sitting up in bed silk sheets pooling in her lap leaving her half exposed, naked in the light of one lamp.
"I'm leaving and I don't think I will be back next week or any other day after" Draco turned back to his work of pulling on his robe
The girl blinked her blue eyes, "What's gotten in to you? I thought you enjoyed our little tryst every other day."
Draco snorted and finished with his clothes. "I did until they got too routine, but as was the deal before, you will tell me any change in perfect passwords" Draco fixed his collar looking into the mirror hanging in front of him when he heard a choked sob from the bed behind him. He closed his eyes in exasperation it almost always happened like this.
"Sherry you're a slytherin... Shut up." Draco made his way to her side of the bed where she now sat holding the sheets protectively around her body with her face hanging down shaking along with her shoulders with uncontrollable sobs. Draco's eyes narrowed, "I've had to deal with the same thing in my life many more times then you so be quite." Draco glared at the girl doubled over in sobs continuing even after he had told her to stop. "I said, Shut Up!"
Draco flinched remembering when his father had told him the same thing when he had fallen to the floor in fits of grief. Draco stumbled back from the girl on the bed. She had gone silent and now stared accusingly at Draco her tear stained eyes narrowed with hate. "Then how could you? When you knew how much it would hurt to suddenly realize your love would never be returned?"
The image of a broken body lying dead before his eyes caused a tear to force itself past Draco's defense. Sheri watched the salty water trail down his cheek and her perception of the Slytherin standing before her completely changed.
"Are you okay?"
Draco wiped away the tear fiercely and sneered into the concerned face of Sheri. "Just keep your promise and forget about the last two months fucking because that's all they where."
Draco stormed out of the room forgetting the early hour and slamming the Sytherin Perfect's door behind him and amazingly not getting caught by anyone before he got to his personal room, where he promptly threw the first thing in reach across the room to shatter at the hearth.
~*~*~*~*~
The first things Harry saw when he woke up from his magic induced sleep were the flowers. They lay scattered all about him petals torn from their stem and sprinkled over his white pillow and sheets. Harry began to sit up when a sharp ordering voice told him to 'keep bloody still' he immediately settled back down and stared at the ceiling afraid to move. After ten minutes the voice came again only now it was soft and familiar.
"I'm all done! Thanks Harry for keeping so still"
Harry sat up, still a little weak, and raised an eyebrow at the red headed girl who had her back turned to him as she put up her drawing supplies in a small tattered leather case.
"Ginny, why are there bits of flower all over my bed?" The youngest Weasly smiled and held out a piece of paper to Harry. "Look I did it while you where asleep. I couldn't help it" Harry blinked at the pencil drawing of him sleeping soundly in a cloud of rose petals, the picture had been drawn in the wizarding fashion and the sheets covering his chest softly fell and rose to his sleeping breath.
"Ginny, this is Good!" Harry sat up straighter so he could take the picture without wrinkling it. "I didn't know you could draw."
Ginny blushed, "You really think I'm good?"
Harry watched as his picture shifted and mumbled under his breath. "I think your amazing!"
Ginny blushed brighter and looked down at her hamiedown shoes. Harry was too engrossed in his picture trying to read the images lips, so he didn't see Draco walk in and Ginny glare at him.
"Potter..."
Harry looked up with a broad smile on his lips. "Draco, come here you have to see this!"
Draco ignored Ginny and stiffly made his way around to Harry's side. "Look what Ginny drew isn't she amazing?"
Ginny moved up next to Harry and gently took the picture from his hands Draco only catching a glimpse of tousled hair and sheets.
"Hmm" Draco nodded
"Harry, I have to go but I'll be sure to make you a copy." Ginny stuffed the picture into her leather case not making eye contact with Draco but instead kissing Harry suddenly on the cheek and leaving without another word.
Once the door to the room had swung shut Draco fixed his eyes on Harry's. "We need to talk Potter." Harry groaned, "You're not calling me that again." Draco's eyes shifted to a point right above Harry's head and he continued, "we can't see each other."
Harry grabbed his robe collar and forced Draco to look him in the face also causing Draco to be pulled halfway onto his bed. "Don't give me that Draco! My name is Harry and I know you like me. I saw it in your eyes and... other places." Harry captured Draco's eyes and smiled knowingly at the slight blush that came to Draco's ivory cheeks.
Draco pushed Harry back onto his pillow to break Harry's hold on his robes. "Harry, I mean what I say, we can not have a relationship."
Harry didn't give up and pulled Draco down for a kiss. It sent thrills up Draco's spine with the contact of lips and yet he was determined to not show any emotion so he didn't. Harry smiled dreamily up at Draco, "See." Draco smirked his trademark. "It was good, but I've had better."
Harry stared for a moment at Draco's unmoved expression. "Y-you really mean it, don't you?"
Draco wanted to say no he wanted to kiss the disappointment off Harry's face, but he had made his decision, it had been made for him long ago.
"Yes"
Harry glared and pulled the thin Slytherin closer until they where nose to nose. "You promised" Draco glared right on back. "Making love is just a milder term for fucking, and that's what I promised"
Harry lost his grip and shuddered sinking further into his bed. Draco threw his leg over Harry and braced himself with hands on ether side of the raven-haired boy's body; Draco's platinum blond hair fell into his eyes as he bent down lips almost touching ear. He spoke in a warm breath with chilling words. "I promised to fuck you not love you."
Harry shivered and felt his breath coming harder. No! He shouted to himself, he would not cry.
Harry's eyes flew open and his hands shot out gripping Draco's Robe and pulling him into an angry kiss. Harry's tongue battled for supremacy after forcing its way past soft lips and slick teeth. His hands let go of robe and went for the clasps that bound the robe onto the slim frame franticly wanting to touch and hold the bare skin below it.
Draco was shocked with the sudden assault and didn't suppress the groan that came when their lips first met but after feeling his robe give way to eager fingers he knew he had to do something before he couldn't even stop himself.
Draco rolled away falling onto the floor the robe falling half open around him showing his bare chest before he scrambled to his feet and headed towards the door.
"No, damn you, Malfoy! Come back and fuck me like you promised!" Harry pulled himself up and grabbed for his wand
Draco squeezed his hands into fist and stopped for a moment his back still turned a sudden lump forming in his throat at the sound of his surname. He spoke in a cold as ice voice, "You remember that Harry, I'm a Malfoy, and I'll always be a Malfoy."
"You bastard!" Harry's attempts at holding in his tears where useless as they began to run down his face.
"I'm a very good actor Harry, and you are very gullible."
"Malfoy!"
Draco winced and continued to shatter Harry's image of him he turned one last time and smirked at the boy half off the bed. "It is interesting to know that the boy who lived lusts after me."
"You are despicable Malfoy and I hate you." Harry bent his head and wiped viciously away his tears. "I hate you" he gritted through his teeth.
Draco turned when a tear fell down his cheek. "Fine, I'm not desperate for a fuck!"
Draco continued to the door and didn't even turn when he heard the sound of Harry falling to the floor, he wished he could, but his tears would give him away and he needed Harry to believe that he had never loved him.
TBC
This may be here in chapters to come so if you like it tell me!
Pardon the Parody: ^_____^
The first things Harry saw when he woke up from his magic induced sleep were the flowers. They lay scattered all about him petals torn from their stem and sprinkled over his white pillow and sheets. Harry began to sit up when a sharp ordering voice told him to 'keep bloody still' he immediately settled back down and stared at the ceiling afraid to move. After ten minutes the voice came again only now it was soft and familiar.
"I'm all done! Thanks Harry for keeping so still"
Harry sat up, still a little weak, and raised an eyebrow at the red headed girl who had her back turned to him as she put up her drawing supplies in a small tattered leather case.
"Ginny, why are there bits of flower all over my bed?" The youngest Weasly smiled and held out a piece of paper to Harry. "Look I did it while you where asleep. I couldn't help it" Harry blinked at the pencil drawing before him and smiled. "Oh cute a dog!"
Ginny's mouth fell open. "It's not a dog!" Harry turned it over. "Oh I see! It's a bunny!"
"It's Not a bunny!"
"Then it's a crab?"
Ginny was turning a nice shade of red that complemented her brownish red hair when Draco came in and smiled at the interesting scene before him. "Hello Ginny! Having a good day?"
She turned on Draco holding out her picture. "What is this?"
Draco grabbed the picture and stared at it for a moment. "It's harry..." Ginny smiled thinking Draco had seen the picture, when he went on. "Tangled with me in the moonlight after a good baut of making love."
Ginny's eyes grew and she snatched the paper away from Draco, she stuffed it haphazardly into her case and ran out of the room, the door slamming behind her.
Draco shrugged and went over to Harry draping his body happily over his lover's lap and starting a long snog.
Harry pulled away for a second. "I wonder what she drew."
Draco gently took him by the chin. "I think its one of those blobs the doctor makes you look at."
Harry nodded, "That would make sense.
And the two seekers happily continued their tonsil hockey.
THE END
(Not the end literally but I just couldn't help myself!)
O_O So much angst O_O I've never been this mean before. If you want to know Harry had regained his strength but he hadn't been walking for two days and his legs where still a little weak so he fell when he got out of bed. It didn't turn out like I wanted it; these things can look so much better when you have them hand written out!
Any ways please send me feedback and I will have the next chapter in about a week!
Guten Tag! (That's about the only thing I remember from my three years of German! ^___^;;)
I'm not bilingual but I try to be which most of the time I fail miserably so all my spells will be a sort of freaky mix of English, German and those lovely little end sounds that make them so special! ^__^; Just think I'm trying to learn Japanese! What next?!
Warnings: Evil Draco, original character, and more evil Draco.
Ratting: R
Chapter 4: A Malfoy never breaks a promise.
"Hermione?"
Ron leaned dangerously over Hermione so that he could see the paper she was writing furiously on. He began reading the first line and his eyebrow rose. "Quite interesting stuff you're written there Mione." Hermione quickly covered her paper with her arm and glared up at Ron. "What do you want?"
Ron put his hand behind his head and smiled his fingers starting to play with his hair, it was a habit he had picked up over the summer that made him look completely adorable or that's what Hermione thought. Hermione could feel her temper slip away as she watched Ron.
"I just happened to be over here and saw you so interested in something, I wanted to see what it was" Hermione realized the implications of the words and her eyes narrowed. "What did you see?" Ron giggled, which was not like him at all. "Oh nothing much just some stuff about two guys snogg-" Hermione slammed her hand over his mouth and pulled him down the aisle of the library stopping somewhere between romance and Humorous spells. She looked over their shoulders making sure the coast was clear before she took her hand off of Ron's mouth.
"You will never tell anyone about what you just read!"
Ron chuckled and looked up at her through his bangs. "I don't think I want to." Hermione glared. "Don't be a snot Ron, and don't tell a soul!" Ron shrugged and began searching the shelves. "Hey what ever turns you on." Hermione turned slightly pink; then noticed what Ron was searching through. "Um Ron do you actually like this sort of stuff? A smile crept onto her lips as she watched his face when he realized that he was holding a book called "The Erotic Education of Sleeping Beauty". Ron dropped the book and shivered. "Why the bloody hell would they have a book like that in a school library!"
Hermione laughed and grabbed the book off the floor replacing it gently. "So that people who are curious can find out about sex without having to actually do it." Ron shook his head. "What's the fun in that?" Hermione ran her finger over the binding of another romance book and spoke without realizing it. "The endings in a romance book are never possible in real life... never."
Ron blinked and tilted his head watching Hermione's changing expression. "Don't get all sappy on me Mione I like you better when you're bossy!" Ron received a playful slap for that and a scowl. "Just like you Ron no romance!" They both laughed until the librarian hushed them from four rows away.
~*~*~*~*~
It was happening again, the tendency for history to repeat itself was shone disturbingly true for Draco his everyday routine of life was shattered with his promise to make love to Harry Potter as he had made the same promise six years ago...
Draco tried to get his thoughts off of the past and shifted his attention to the ceiling, his eyes tracing the long twisting crack that looked like a serpent. Its coils seeming to tighten every time he had woken up in this perfects room, and this would be the twenty something time that had happened. It had become a routine thing, waking up in someone else's bed.
Draco shifted under the green silk sheets so that he was facing his bed partner; He watched the little bit of
Brown hair peeking up out of the bed sheets for a few minutes before he slipped out of bed and began getting dressed. Draco had on his pants before a sleep clouded voice called for him.
"Draco? Why are you leaving so soon" the voice was soft and feminine
Draco continued to put on his clothes and didn't answer. There was a silence as Draco pulled his shirt over his head.
"Draco its only one in the morning." The voice was getting annoyed.
Draco ignored it.
"Draco?"
Draco turned his head to the girl now sitting up in bed silk sheets pooling in her lap leaving her half exposed, naked in the light of one lamp.
"I'm leaving and I don't think I will be back next week or any other day after" Draco turned back to his work of pulling on his robe
The girl blinked her blue eyes, "What's gotten in to you? I thought you enjoyed our little tryst every other day."
Draco snorted and finished with his clothes. "I did until they got too routine, but as was the deal before, you will tell me any change in perfect passwords" Draco fixed his collar looking into the mirror hanging in front of him when he heard a choked sob from the bed behind him. He closed his eyes in exasperation it almost always happened like this.
"Sherry you're a slytherin... Shut up." Draco made his way to her side of the bed where she now sat holding the sheets protectively around her body with her face hanging down shaking along with her shoulders with uncontrollable sobs. Draco's eyes narrowed, "I've had to deal with the same thing in my life many more times then you so be quite." Draco glared at the girl doubled over in sobs continuing even after he had told her to stop. "I said, Shut Up!"
Draco flinched remembering when his father had told him the same thing when he had fallen to the floor in fits of grief. Draco stumbled back from the girl on the bed. She had gone silent and now stared accusingly at Draco her tear stained eyes narrowed with hate. "Then how could you? When you knew how much it would hurt to suddenly realize your love would never be returned?"
The image of a broken body lying dead before his eyes caused a tear to force itself past Draco's defense. Sheri watched the salty water trail down his cheek and her perception of the Slytherin standing before her completely changed.
"Are you okay?"
Draco wiped away the tear fiercely and sneered into the concerned face of Sheri. "Just keep your promise and forget about the last two months fucking because that's all they where."
Draco stormed out of the room forgetting the early hour and slamming the Sytherin Perfect's door behind him and amazingly not getting caught by anyone before he got to his personal room, where he promptly threw the first thing in reach across the room to shatter at the hearth.
~*~*~*~*~
The first things Harry saw when he woke up from his magic induced sleep were the flowers. They lay scattered all about him petals torn from their stem and sprinkled over his white pillow and sheets. Harry began to sit up when a sharp ordering voice told him to 'keep bloody still' he immediately settled back down and stared at the ceiling afraid to move. After ten minutes the voice came again only now it was soft and familiar.
"I'm all done! Thanks Harry for keeping so still"
Harry sat up, still a little weak, and raised an eyebrow at the red headed girl who had her back turned to him as she put up her drawing supplies in a small tattered leather case.
"Ginny, why are there bits of flower all over my bed?" The youngest Weasly smiled and held out a piece of paper to Harry. "Look I did it while you where asleep. I couldn't help it" Harry blinked at the pencil drawing of him sleeping soundly in a cloud of rose petals, the picture had been drawn in the wizarding fashion and the sheets covering his chest softly fell and rose to his sleeping breath.
"Ginny, this is Good!" Harry sat up straighter so he could take the picture without wrinkling it. "I didn't know you could draw."
Ginny blushed, "You really think I'm good?"
Harry watched as his picture shifted and mumbled under his breath. "I think your amazing!"
Ginny blushed brighter and looked down at her hamiedown shoes. Harry was too engrossed in his picture trying to read the images lips, so he didn't see Draco walk in and Ginny glare at him.
"Potter..."
Harry looked up with a broad smile on his lips. "Draco, come here you have to see this!"
Draco ignored Ginny and stiffly made his way around to Harry's side. "Look what Ginny drew isn't she amazing?"
Ginny moved up next to Harry and gently took the picture from his hands Draco only catching a glimpse of tousled hair and sheets.
"Hmm" Draco nodded
"Harry, I have to go but I'll be sure to make you a copy." Ginny stuffed the picture into her leather case not making eye contact with Draco but instead kissing Harry suddenly on the cheek and leaving without another word.
Once the door to the room had swung shut Draco fixed his eyes on Harry's. "We need to talk Potter." Harry groaned, "You're not calling me that again." Draco's eyes shifted to a point right above Harry's head and he continued, "we can't see each other."
Harry grabbed his robe collar and forced Draco to look him in the face also causing Draco to be pulled halfway onto his bed. "Don't give me that Draco! My name is Harry and I know you like me. I saw it in your eyes and... other places." Harry captured Draco's eyes and smiled knowingly at the slight blush that came to Draco's ivory cheeks.
Draco pushed Harry back onto his pillow to break Harry's hold on his robes. "Harry, I mean what I say, we can not have a relationship."
Harry didn't give up and pulled Draco down for a kiss. It sent thrills up Draco's spine with the contact of lips and yet he was determined to not show any emotion so he didn't. Harry smiled dreamily up at Draco, "See." Draco smirked his trademark. "It was good, but I've had better."
Harry stared for a moment at Draco's unmoved expression. "Y-you really mean it, don't you?"
Draco wanted to say no he wanted to kiss the disappointment off Harry's face, but he had made his decision, it had been made for him long ago.
"Yes"
Harry glared and pulled the thin Slytherin closer until they where nose to nose. "You promised" Draco glared right on back. "Making love is just a milder term for fucking, and that's what I promised"
Harry lost his grip and shuddered sinking further into his bed. Draco threw his leg over Harry and braced himself with hands on ether side of the raven-haired boy's body; Draco's platinum blond hair fell into his eyes as he bent down lips almost touching ear. He spoke in a warm breath with chilling words. "I promised to fuck you not love you."
Harry shivered and felt his breath coming harder. No! He shouted to himself, he would not cry.
Harry's eyes flew open and his hands shot out gripping Draco's Robe and pulling him into an angry kiss. Harry's tongue battled for supremacy after forcing its way past soft lips and slick teeth. His hands let go of robe and went for the clasps that bound the robe onto the slim frame franticly wanting to touch and hold the bare skin below it.
Draco was shocked with the sudden assault and didn't suppress the groan that came when their lips first met but after feeling his robe give way to eager fingers he knew he had to do something before he couldn't even stop himself.
Draco rolled away falling onto the floor the robe falling half open around him showing his bare chest before he scrambled to his feet and headed towards the door.
"No, damn you, Malfoy! Come back and fuck me like you promised!" Harry pulled himself up and grabbed for his wand
Draco squeezed his hands into fist and stopped for a moment his back still turned a sudden lump forming in his throat at the sound of his surname. He spoke in a cold as ice voice, "You remember that Harry, I'm a Malfoy, and I'll always be a Malfoy."
"You bastard!" Harry's attempts at holding in his tears where useless as they began to run down his face.
"I'm a very good actor Harry, and you are very gullible."
"Malfoy!"
Draco winced and continued to shatter Harry's image of him he turned one last time and smirked at the boy half off the bed. "It is interesting to know that the boy who lived lusts after me."
"You are despicable Malfoy and I hate you." Harry bent his head and wiped viciously away his tears. "I hate you" he gritted through his teeth.
Draco turned when a tear fell down his cheek. "Fine, I'm not desperate for a fuck!"
Draco continued to the door and didn't even turn when he heard the sound of Harry falling to the floor, he wished he could, but his tears would give him away and he needed Harry to believe that he had never loved him.
TBC
This may be here in chapters to come so if you like it tell me!
Pardon the Parody: ^_____^
The first things Harry saw when he woke up from his magic induced sleep were the flowers. They lay scattered all about him petals torn from their stem and sprinkled over his white pillow and sheets. Harry began to sit up when a sharp ordering voice told him to 'keep bloody still' he immediately settled back down and stared at the ceiling afraid to move. After ten minutes the voice came again only now it was soft and familiar.
"I'm all done! Thanks Harry for keeping so still"
Harry sat up, still a little weak, and raised an eyebrow at the red headed girl who had her back turned to him as she put up her drawing supplies in a small tattered leather case.
"Ginny, why are there bits of flower all over my bed?" The youngest Weasly smiled and held out a piece of paper to Harry. "Look I did it while you where asleep. I couldn't help it" Harry blinked at the pencil drawing before him and smiled. "Oh cute a dog!"
Ginny's mouth fell open. "It's not a dog!" Harry turned it over. "Oh I see! It's a bunny!"
"It's Not a bunny!"
"Then it's a crab?"
Ginny was turning a nice shade of red that complemented her brownish red hair when Draco came in and smiled at the interesting scene before him. "Hello Ginny! Having a good day?"
She turned on Draco holding out her picture. "What is this?"
Draco grabbed the picture and stared at it for a moment. "It's harry..." Ginny smiled thinking Draco had seen the picture, when he went on. "Tangled with me in the moonlight after a good baut of making love."
Ginny's eyes grew and she snatched the paper away from Draco, she stuffed it haphazardly into her case and ran out of the room, the door slamming behind her.
Draco shrugged and went over to Harry draping his body happily over his lover's lap and starting a long snog.
Harry pulled away for a second. "I wonder what she drew."
Draco gently took him by the chin. "I think its one of those blobs the doctor makes you look at."
Harry nodded, "That would make sense.
And the two seekers happily continued their tonsil hockey.
THE END
(Not the end literally but I just couldn't help myself!)
O_O So much angst O_O I've never been this mean before. If you want to know Harry had regained his strength but he hadn't been walking for two days and his legs where still a little weak so he fell when he got out of bed. It didn't turn out like I wanted it; these things can look so much better when you have them hand written out!
Any ways please send me feedback and I will have the next chapter in about a week!
Guten Tag! (That's about the only thing I remember from my three years of German! ^___^;;)