Since you all decided not to review…hehehe
"The good news is that…" the doctor sighed, "I'm sorry Mr. Malfoy, there's no good news, your mother…she…she's dead."
Draco couldn't breathe.
"No…" Draco slowly got up from his chair, "No…NoNONONONONONOOO!!!" He ran out of the waiting room.
"Draco!" Harry called after him.
Draco heard Harry, but he didn't care anymore. His mother was dead…all because of…of…his father.
Harry looked helplessly down the hall Draco had just run down.
"Harry…" Hermione said softly, "Don't worry about-"
"DON'T WORRY???? Hermione, his mother just died, and now he's out there all alone. Why the fucking hell are you telling me not to worry?? Of course, you couldn't understand having your mother die and not be able to do anything about it." Harry had a demented smirk on his face.
"C'mon Harry, don't talk to her like that, it's not her fault, she was just trying to help."
"Oh bugger off. You don't understand either. I'm going out to find him, you can come if you want to…but I don't suggest you do." There was fire in his eyes.
Harry stalked out of the hospital, teeth bared and fists cocked.
"Oh Harry, what have you gotten yourself into?" Hermione muttered.
As soon as Draco got outside the building, he collapsed into a quaking mess.
'I can't…I can't...I couldn't…He'll get hurt...'
People were staring at him, but he didn't care. He looked up and saw familiar emerald eyes.
'No, I have to get away from him' Draco stood, and ran.
Harry finally found Draco, but he ran as soon as Harry spotted him.
"Why is he running?" Harry asked out loud.
There were too many people around, and he soon lost sight of the blonde boy. Harry cursed himself, he couldn't even help one person…one person who truly needed his help.
Ok, I know this is short, but it's only an important filler until they get to Hogwarts, School of the Fine Arts (lol)