A/N: Okay. I'm back. Sorry, I was on vacation, and forgot to include that I would be gone the last chapter. My bad.
Disclaimer: Guess what I own! Nothing! Isn't that wonderful? Of course it's not.
Thank You's:
Lampshadesrgreat: The secret was his heart failure. I'm sorry I didn't make that clear enough, but I have problems with my brain so I can't do much about it.
Oracle: Thank you. I thought I was doing okay.
Moonfairyhime: I really don't know if you were saying "Lovely" as in sarcastically for Harry's heart failure or to my chapter so I'll reply for both. It took me a while to think up something to be wrong with Harry so, I'm proud. And I think I'm doing okay for the chapters and (If you meant it that way) I appreciate your encouragement.
Sannuzak: Harry is not going to die I decided my first fic would be happy, soooooo, problem solved.
Lady of death: Okay. I knew that way and I actually thought of doing things that way, but experimenting I found I liked doing different things. So Neville has his parents and he sucks ass, because he was brought up drowned in self-glory. And Harry still has his parents but either way is still going to "Die".
Summary: Harry goes bye-bye from the world. (There is an almost lemon in here.)
Here goes.
Inside Their Bones
Going UnderOctober fifth, Friday. It was cloudy outside. Harry knew it would rain soon. He didn't mind. He loved the rain. It made him happy, which Draco, being his complete opposite, found odd.
Harry lay down on Draco's lap as Draco read his book on Arithmacy. The common room was empty. Hermione was with Kiya in Paris, where they were on a date. Ron was with Luna doing... God knows what. And Ginny had run away to the Room of Requirements "studying".
The thunder struck outside the window and Harry sat bolt upright, looking out the window. Draco grabbed his hand. Looking at him through the corner of his eye, Harry smiled.
"Afraid I'll run away from you?"
Draco shrugged and said, "Sort of."
Harry pulled down his book and said, "You don't have to be."
Harry put his lips to Draco's, immediately giving Draco entrance.
Draco pulled Harry atop of him, kissing his jawbone to his pressure point, at which point Harry moaned and leaned his head back giving Draco better access. Draco kissed his way back to Harry's mouth pulling him close as he slid his tongue in. Harry groaned as Draco pulled away to pull Harry's shirt over his head, but moaned as he kissed collar bone (I always wanted to do that. I'm positive there is no difference between groan and moan, but I'm looney so it doesn't matter.) Draco trailed kissed down to Harry's chest where he teased Harry's nipples making them stand like needles. He kissed and licked his way down to Harry's belly button, where he flicked his tongue in and out before Harry stopped him.
"What's wrong?"
Harry looked pale. Too pale. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head and his breath was coming up short. He started to lean over to his right and soon was falling back only to be caught by Draco's strong arms.
"Harry?!" Draco insisted. He checked Harry's pulse. It was beating slower and slower.
Draco pulled Harry up into his arms and ran to the Hospital wing. Draco kicked the door open, automatically gaining Madam Pomfrey's attention.
"Oh my goodness!" The woman exclaimed, (I was going to put either elderly or something like that, but I couldn't remember if she was old or not. Soo...)
"Can you do any thing for him?" Draco asked trying to hold back tears.
"Go contact Dumbledore!" Madam Pomfrey ordered.
Draco stood not sure he could leave Harry alone. He wanted to stay by his side not go get the old man who was probably on his way up there any way.
"NOW!" she ordered.
Draco turned slowly and ran out the door.
'What am I going to do? What am I going to do?' Draco's mind raced as he sped towards Dumbledore's office. He ran into several people and through many ghosts, finally running up to the gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office. He muttered the password the inanimate creature and as nearly pushed it off the stool while stepping on to the staircase.
Tears were slipping, unnoticed down Draco's face as he ran through the door to Dumbledore's desk. The old man was nowhere to be seen. He went up to his bird Fawkes.
"Where's Dumbledore?" He asked.
The bird shook his head and watched as Draco searched frantically through Professor Dumbledore's office. Draco had just decided to search to see if his Professor was in his desk drawers when Dumbledore himself turned up behind him.
"Draco?"
Draco twirled around. The old man took a good look at him before leading him out into the hallway and up to Madam Pomfrey's office, wordlessly.
Draco sat outside as Professor Dumbledore went to discuss current matters with Madam Pomfrey. He sat there, trying not to think but as time rolled by, he started to imagine the worst.
'What if Harry's dead and they're thinking of a way to break it to him and the rest of the gang.' He quickly discarded that thought. That was too gruesome. 'What if they're thinking of a way to keep it quiet?' They wouldn't do that, would they? 'What if Harry was awake?' That was a happy thought, but surely, if Harry were awake Dumbledore would come and get him. 'What if...'
His thoughts were interrupted by hurried footsteps rushing towards him. As the footsteps turned a corner to Draco's right he saw that Ron and Luna were making their way to him.
"What's going on? What's happened?" Ron gasped out. Draco new immediately that the two had ran from where ever they were to get to the Hospital Wing.
Draco didn't answer. He looked at them with his tear filling eyes, and they knew. Draco had made Harry tell everyone what was going on last week. Luna sat down beside Draco putting her arms around him. He let a few tears slip but he didn't cry. He couldn't, not now he needed to be strong. For now at least.
"I'm sorry." She said. She knew, along with Hermione, that the two boys were in love. She was sure Draco was losing it at the thought of not being with Harry.
Dumbledore come out a few minutes after Draco stopped crying. He beckoned them to come in, and they did. Draco hurried over and sat down at the end of Harry's bed. He looked at Harry and nearly wept all over again at the sight. They had all these, Draco was fairly sure, muggle machines hooked up to him. There were things with paper running out of them, something that beeped while it had a line doing some sort of dance, and some sort of tube in his mouth. He was sheet white now and he looked like hell. But, really, who wouldn't with all those machines?
Draco felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see Ron. Ron nodded towards the door but Draco shook his head. He couldn't leave Harry alone. Ron looked about to protest, but Luna shook her head and said, "Professor Dumbledore said it was fine."
Ron nodded and left. He couldn't handle seeing his friend like that. Luna nodded her goodbye and left after Ron.
Draco just sat while Madam Pomfrey bustled about around him checking on Harry. She wasn't even grumbling about him being in the way, which Draco was sure he was. Dumbledore sat in the shadows watching as Draco thoroughly ignored him and his surroundings.
Draco watched the machines do all sorts of whatnot. He couldn't see what the use of any of it was. He looked at the beeping thing watched the line leap up and down. It looked more like a mountain range passing by. Harry liked mountains. Did it record thoughts? And the paper spitter, it had a lot of jumble on it. Did it take notes of Harry's conversations? Is that what that was Harry thought of everything?
Draco was interrupted by Dumbledore after about a half an hour of watching Harry and pondering his thoughts.
"Everyone will be here in a few hours, all will be explained then. You may want to go round up your friends." He said.
Draco nodded, but he didn't move. He continued to watch everything. He soon heard Professor Dumbledore walk up and felt a hand placed on his shoulder. Draco put his head down and slowly stood.
"Be back in at least two hours." Dumbledore said.
Draco again nodded and walked out the door. He walked to his Common Room and opened the door. Inside was Luna and Ron, of course, and then Ginny and Kiya.
"Where's Hermione?" Draco asked.
Kiya looked up and answered, "She's upstairs. She found out and just took off."
Draco nodded. "We have to go back in two hours. We'll know what's going on then."
They nodded and Draco went up to his room muttering incoherent words, to the gang.
Once he was in his room. He shut the door and locked it. He looked around his room and grabbed the closest thing to him, which happened to be his books, and threw them across his room. Then he picked up another item. Slowly he made his way across his room. The last thing he picked up was the picture of Harry and him. Draco looked at it. It was taken over a year ago, but the two in the picture were already kissing and hugging. The moving pair looked so happy. He set it gently down on his nightstand and then sank onto the bed. Draco stared at it for a few minutes before it totally sank in. This was bad. Way bad.
In the Common Room
"Do you think he's okay?" Luna asked.
The other three looked at her, questioning with their eyes if she would be okay if that happened to Ron. She nodded.
"I didn't think so." She said
"I'm going to check on Hermione." Kiya said before leaving. The three teens watched as Kiya climbed the staircase to the girls' room.
"I don't think any thing will ever be the same." Ginny said.
They all looked at the ground and listened to the sobs and comforting words being spoken upstairs. Soon Hermione and Kiya descended down the stairs.
They silently waited as the sobs died down and listened as the footsteps pitter-pattered around upstairs. At ten till their expiration date Draco came downstairs and they wordlessly agreed it was time to go.
Ron, Kiya, and Ginny walked ahead while Draco was following their shadow, and behind him was Hermione and Luna. Probably talking about Draco's well being. As they reached their destination and pushed the door open they saw James and Lily, Remus and Sirius, Narcissa and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley standing and waiting for them.
Lily walked over and kissed Draco's forehead.
"I'm sorry." Draco whispered.
"It's not your fault." She whispered tearfully.
Madam Pomfrey cleared her throat loudly and everyone looked to the front of the room. She looked old, older than she was at least. She stood looking at them all solemnly and Draco had a firm belief he knew what was coming.
"As you all may know," She started choking back sobs. "As you all may know, Harry has failing heart brought on by causes I wish not to go into detail with." Draco was barely listening, he knew what was coming, but yet she droned on, "For fifteen years he's fought this but I fear it has finally caught up to him." Draco heard the several sobs of most the women in that room. "It appears his heart no longer is beating on its own. He is holding off on the machines, but..." Madam Pomfrey trailed off and Draco's fears were confirmed.
"What- what does that mean?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Draco bowed his head. Why did they have to go and say what he already knew in his head?
"Harry won't make it to next month."
Lily sank to the floor James struggling to get her to her feet. Remus just turned and put his head on Sirius' shoulder. Mrs. Weasley shrieked out and Mr. Weasley tried to hush her. Ginny covered her mouth and Hermione hugged Kiya. (It was safe then. Hermione could claim emotional distress.) Luna broke down on Ron's shoulder. Dumbledore was staring at Draco, calculating, Draco was positive.
Draco walked outside the Infirmary and took a deep breath. He sat against the wall and listened to the quiet. He watched as the nothing passed in front of him. And he wondered, could he have saved Harry?
The door opened slowly and Hermione popped out.
"I don't blame you. Not wanting to be in there. It's depressing." She said.
Draco nodded. Hermione watched him for a moment before saying, "What ever you're thinking you're wrong. You couldn't have avoided this. No one could've. You made him happy while being here though."
"That's really not comforting." Draco said.
"I'm sorry. I wouldn't know what to say. I can't say it's okay, Harry won't come back with out a cure and I wouldn't know where to begin. We should probably look in Knockturn Alley they may have some books..."
"Hermione are you saying we look for a potion we don't know whether it would help or if it even exists?"
"What can I say? We've always strived for the impossible."
"You know me way to well." Draco said.
"I know. What do you say?"
"What is there to argue?" Draco sighed.
Ginny, Ron, Luna, and Kiya came out. Ginny went to where ever; she didn't talk to them much. Luna and Ron went to the Common Room. And Kiya went to her classroom, kissing Hermione goodnight.
Hermione looked at Draco and said, "Eight o'clock tomorrow we're going to Knockturn Alley. Be ready."
Draco nodded. Hermione got up and went to the Common Room also. He watched her as she walked away. He should've known Hermione would come up with something as crazy as this. Harry was like her brother. But at the moment he could only hope the best would come of this and prepare for heartbreak.
Draco stood and looked at the ground and sighed, he should've known Harry was going under. He should've helped. Now he had only a month to find a potion and cure Harry.
A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update. I am such a bad girl! Bad me! Bad me! Ummm... The next chappie should be up in a couple of weeks. Sorry I'm a slow updater. It takes me a while to think up how my chapters should go. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'M SORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY!!! (Do you believe me?)
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