Revised Version of Chapter 2:

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Warnings:
Books 1-4
Slash HP/DM, some harsh language, probably violence, great character changes,
character's death

This fic will be rated R, although not all the chapters will require this rating. If the story decides to move on in a different direction (I know that I don't have a saying in this.) I will change this warning so keep checking it.

Summary:

The last battle has been fought. Harry survived, but he is not the person he used to be. He forgot everything about his past. The sad things as well as the good things. He has to learn everything again. Almost like a child. But the keyword is ALMOST. The only person he trusts is Draco Malfoy. For Draco it's a difficult time, he has to adjust to a completely different situation. Now he has to care for somebody else. And what happens, when he starts to have certain feelings towards a certain boy? Strange things happen at Hogwarts, will our heroes manage to survive once again and live in peace?

Chapter 2: Shock

Draco walked cautiously towards the huddled figure. He knelt next to the boy, but was still not able to see what kind of condition he was in. Slowly and carefully he turned Harry over.

Blood was everywhere; his clothes seemed to be drenched in it. He had to look for life signs, but he really didn't want to come to close to Harry. Although they fought for the same side, they were still enemies. So he watched Harry closely without touching him.

Harry's chest was rising, but barely. He seemed to be extremely weak.

'What shall I do? Why are things like this always happening to me? It's not fair! I can't leave him here! There's too much evil here! I have to look for a good place where we can stay until somebody comes to look for us.'

Draco went out and searched the ruins of the Manor for a suitable place. Finally he decided to move to the kitchen, where at least a part of the roof was still intact. They would also have access to water and maybe there was a little bit of food left over.

When he returned to the library, he could see that Harry hadn't moved at all. Draco sighed, he had to get Harry to the kitchen. He was very happy that he was a wizard, because that meant he didn't have to touch Harry to move him.

But when Draco tried to perform a levitation spell, it didn't work. Disbelieving he looked on his wand.

'What happened? My wand never failed me! Is it broken?'

Draco shook his wand, he was so confused. Nothing happened. Then it dawned to him, what was wrong. He had used a lot of magic in the fight. Of course as the Malfoy heir he had a lot of power, but he wasn't used to perform so much aggressive magic. He had used all his reserves in the fight.

Draco sighed again. He had no other choice. He had to carry Harry Potter.

'Great, could this day get any better?' Draco thought sarcastically as he picked up the Boy-Who-Lived, surprised how light he was.

'Merlin, does he ever eat?'

In the kitchen he laid him down on the floor. When he stood up, he could see that his clothes were now blood covered, as well. Sighing Draco realized that he had to clean Harry up and to tend to his wounds. After all, he didn't want to be responsible for the death of the hero of the wizarding world.

'What would I do to be able to use some magic now.'

It felt really awkward to be so close to his enemy and to have such a personal contact. But it had to be done.

After Draco had cleaned Harry and dressed his wounds with some towels that he had found, he wasn't sure what to do next. After a while he decided to give him some water, but the most of it went everywhere, but not down Harry's throat.

Draco felt so tired, thus he just collapsed next to Harry and fell asleep leaned against the kitchen wall.

He woke up and felt so uncomfortable! What happened? Why was his bed so hard?

And then came his memory back. He was at Malfoy Manor. It was after the last battle. He was lying on the cold, hard kitchen floor with none other than Harry Potter, surrounded by dead bodies. What wouldn't he give to be back at Hogwarts in the infirmary. Although he didn't like it there, in the moment it would be heaven. After all he wouldn't be responsible for Harry Potter.

'Harry Potter! Oh, Merlin, I almost forgot him! I hope he is still alive!'

Finally he was able to open his eyes. Draco looked beside him to check on Harry.

'He wasn't there! He was gone! Where could he be? He was unconscious! He couldn't be gone!'

Draco jumped to his feet and looked around. It was close to dawn, hence he couldn't see much. Wildly he tried to make out any shapes in the darkness. Finally he found Harry not because he saw him, no, because he heard a soft humming. Harry sat crouched in a corner next to the remains of the giant stove.

"Harry, Harry! You are awake! Thank, Merlin! How do you feel?"

There was no answer. Draco didn't know what to do, so he just came closer and knelt in front of Harry.

"Harry, do you hear me?"

The other boy nodded slowly, silently, but the expression on his face made it clear that he was confused.

"Good! Do you know where you are?"

Harry shook his head.

'Oh, Merlin! He doesn't know where he is. What else did he forget?'

"Do you know who I am?"

Again, Harry shook his head.

'Fuck, I am alone with Harry Potter and now he is as stupid as the giant squid in the lake at Hogwarts.'

While Draco was thinking, Harry had started to hum again.

' Why is he humming? That's so fucking annoying!'

"Harry, Harry!"

No reaction.

'Why doesn't he react when I call his name? Surely he hasn't forgotten who he is. Or has he? Oh, no! Anything but that! We will need to know what happened between him and the Dark Lord.'

"Do you know who you are?

Harry bowed his head and fixed his eyes on the ground.

"Please, look at me. Do you know who you are? Please, answer my question! It's extremely important!"

Finally Harry looked up and shook his head. He had a very pained and scared look on his face.

"Oh, you can't remember? Shit. Can you remember anything? And why are you not talking? You have to talk! Come on, I know you can do it. You are humming, so you must be able to talk! For Merlin's sake, just do it!"

Draco's tone had become almost threatening. Harry receded in his corner and started to rock himself back and forth. He also resumed his humming.

'Fuck you scared him. What kind of person are you? He wakes up after the battle with the most powerful dark wizard of all times. He doesn't know anything and you have to scare him. Great job. You would have thought that you learned at least something from your father. He knew how to influence people.'

"Calm down, please. Everything is all right! I didn't mean to scare you. Look, I will help you. I am here for you. You have nothing to worry about.!

'If anyone saw me now, they'd be laughing their heads off. Who would have thought that I would say anything like that to Harry Potter? I would like to see Professor Snape's face if he ever heard that coming from me.'

Harry had stopped the rocking and humming. He was watching Draco with a questioning look on his face.

"O.k. I will try to explain some things to you. You are Harry Potter and I am Draco Malfoy. We are students at Hogwarts. But we are not there now. We are at Malfoy Manor. We have to stay here until somebody comes here and finds us. I know it doesn't look too good, but that's because there was a fight here…"

Draco slowed down. How was he supposed to explain everything that happened to Harry? If he forgot everything and didn't talk, it was probably due to some sort of shock. How much could he tell him without shocking him even more? And what should he tell him about their relationship? How would Harry feel, when he told him, that he was here alone with his enemy, and that in a completely helpless state? He was bound to freak out.

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