The Mind Switch...
story by: Snapes apprentice
Chapter 13: The Downfall disease
(A/N: hey guys...I am SO sorry I haven't been writing at all. I have tons of school work to do, and I never have time to write. *sighs* it is ok, Iwill TRY to write more then not writing at all. just have to say thanks for everyone who is sticking with the story, even if I don't write as much. luv ya alls!)
Draco awoke in a cold sweat, as he sat up quite quickly. As he stood, a cold rush swept over his body and he sat back down.
He sat there for a couple minutes, and looked down at his hands, which were shaking badly. The tussled haired boy stood up and put on his robe, covering himself. "I just need a glass of water." he mumbled to himself, as he opened the dorm door and headed down to the common room.
he looked around. no one was there, and all there was of light was the smoldering ashes of the gryffindor common room fire, which lasted, stretchng through the night, until the house elves smothered it out.
Draco yawned, and headed out the portrait hole. He turned the corner, finally blocking out the angry mumbling of the Fat Lady for waking her in the dark of the night.
Draco wondered the corridors, ignoring the paintings staring at him as he walked past. His stomache was feeling queasy, and it was hard for him to walk. "I just have to reach the kitchens, and I will be fine."
He could barely open his eyes, but after hours it seemed, he reached the portrait of the fruit bowl, and tickled the pear. The door handle appared and he walked in, as he was swarmed with house elves.
"Harry Sir," squeked a house elf, as he pushed himself towards draco. "Dobby missed Harry sir!" the elf said, his eyes going wide as a smile appeared on his elvish face.
"Hi Dobby. how have you been?" he said, sitting down, and holding his head.
"Dobby has been fine, young master. Would Harry like anything?" Dobby asked, his eyeballs as big as dinner plates, smiling up at him. The rest of the elves went back to there duties, preparing the breakfast coming shortly in a couple hours time.
"Yes Dobby. I would like a cup of warm tea, if you dont't mind. I am not feeling well." Draco said, smiling a small smile down at the elf.
Dobby nodded. "Of course, Harry sir." as he scuddled off further into the kitchen. Less then one minute later, Dobby returned with warm tea, and a few crumpets in hand. "This is for Harry, sir." the house elf said, and looked up at him. "Is master feeling good?"
The sleepy eyed boy took a drink of his tea, as warmth spread through his body. "I am fine." He took a bite of crumpets, and felt an enormous pain with was inside of his mouth. He clutched his jaw, and closed his eyes as the pain became to much to bare. He opened his eyes, and had water in them. "Is Young Master sure he is ok?" Dobby asked, standing up and coming over to him. the boy nodded as the pain subsided. "As I said before, I am fine dobby."
Draco and Dobby talked a few minutes later, then draco sighed. "Well, sl...dobby, it is time for me to get back to bed. I have to rest because tomorrow is the potions test. Draco stood up and started to leave, when he was suddenly hit with a dizzy spell, and he fell to the ground, his legs collapsing beneath him.
All the elves gathered around him, and bombarded him with tons of questions.
He tried to stand up, but he couldn't, as he clutched his jaw again. The pain in his mouth was overwhelming, as was the dizzy spell and the elves. 'what is happening to me?' Draco thought to himself. Just as sudden as he collapsed, his vision became blurry and he fell into black stupor.
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Draco yelped and sat up again, and looked around. He wasn't in his own room. His eyes came in and out of focus, before he fell back onto the bed, his head hitting the pillow.
He closed his eyes one more time, and heard his name, his other name, being called. "Harry, Harry! Are you ok?" He recognized that as Hermiones worried voice and opened his eyes, to see her standing right above him.
he coughed. " I am fine, Hermione. Where am I?" he asked, putting an arm over his eyes to block out the bright light.
"Your in the hospital wing, Mate. You fainted in the kitchen 2 days ago. No one knows how it happened." Ron said, as Draco looked his way.
"I fainted? All I remember is saying to Dobby that I had to go for..." he sat up quickly, then immediately regretted it, since he felt the dizziness come on again. "Is professor Snape going to let me take the potions test?"
He looked at Ron, as he nodded. "He understands, for once. He said when you get better, then you can take it. It's almost as if...if he had changed since this happened to you. He isn't being as big of prat now since you have been here. It is bloody brilliant, I say." Ron replied, grinning, as Hermione nodded. "It is so strange. He didn't make a snide remark to me in potions yesterday. I am so used to the comments, it is weird him not saying something mean."
Draco looked at her oddly. "That is a strange occurence."
She nodded again, this time looking over at Professor Dumbledore, as he made a motion with his hand. Ron and Hermione stood up. "Harry, we would love to stay with you, but we musn't be late for transfiguration."
he nodded. "I understand. bye guys."
They walked out the door, into the hall, as Professor Dumbledore stood up and came over to him, and pulled a chair next to bedside. "Hello, Harry. How are you feeling?"
He looked at the ground. "I feel miserable. My head is pounding, my face has swelled up, aching pains in my mouth, and whenever I sit up I get a dizzy feeling, and I have to sit back down again."
Dumbledore nodded. Harry, my fellow staff and I have researched what you have been feeling, as someone else has once had what you have right now. The swelling, aching, dizziness. We only found one thing with all these three symptoms."
Draco sat up slowly, but sat in an upright position. Dumbledore looked at the ground, then back into his eyes. "What you have is a rare disease called...."
Draco's eyes went wide. "What is it professor?"
Dumbledore looked in his eyes for a moment before speaking. "The rare hereditary disease you have is called.....Angiodema."
(oook. this chapter plays in important part in the next chapter coming up. hope you all like it so far. review, people! lol)
‡Snapes Apprentice‡
story by: Snapes apprentice
Chapter 13: The Downfall disease
(A/N: hey guys...I am SO sorry I haven't been writing at all. I have tons of school work to do, and I never have time to write. *sighs* it is ok, Iwill TRY to write more then not writing at all. just have to say thanks for everyone who is sticking with the story, even if I don't write as much. luv ya alls!)
Draco awoke in a cold sweat, as he sat up quite quickly. As he stood, a cold rush swept over his body and he sat back down.
He sat there for a couple minutes, and looked down at his hands, which were shaking badly. The tussled haired boy stood up and put on his robe, covering himself. "I just need a glass of water." he mumbled to himself, as he opened the dorm door and headed down to the common room.
he looked around. no one was there, and all there was of light was the smoldering ashes of the gryffindor common room fire, which lasted, stretchng through the night, until the house elves smothered it out.
Draco yawned, and headed out the portrait hole. He turned the corner, finally blocking out the angry mumbling of the Fat Lady for waking her in the dark of the night.
Draco wondered the corridors, ignoring the paintings staring at him as he walked past. His stomache was feeling queasy, and it was hard for him to walk. "I just have to reach the kitchens, and I will be fine."
He could barely open his eyes, but after hours it seemed, he reached the portrait of the fruit bowl, and tickled the pear. The door handle appared and he walked in, as he was swarmed with house elves.
"Harry Sir," squeked a house elf, as he pushed himself towards draco. "Dobby missed Harry sir!" the elf said, his eyes going wide as a smile appeared on his elvish face.
"Hi Dobby. how have you been?" he said, sitting down, and holding his head.
"Dobby has been fine, young master. Would Harry like anything?" Dobby asked, his eyeballs as big as dinner plates, smiling up at him. The rest of the elves went back to there duties, preparing the breakfast coming shortly in a couple hours time.
"Yes Dobby. I would like a cup of warm tea, if you dont't mind. I am not feeling well." Draco said, smiling a small smile down at the elf.
Dobby nodded. "Of course, Harry sir." as he scuddled off further into the kitchen. Less then one minute later, Dobby returned with warm tea, and a few crumpets in hand. "This is for Harry, sir." the house elf said, and looked up at him. "Is master feeling good?"
The sleepy eyed boy took a drink of his tea, as warmth spread through his body. "I am fine." He took a bite of crumpets, and felt an enormous pain with was inside of his mouth. He clutched his jaw, and closed his eyes as the pain became to much to bare. He opened his eyes, and had water in them. "Is Young Master sure he is ok?" Dobby asked, standing up and coming over to him. the boy nodded as the pain subsided. "As I said before, I am fine dobby."
Draco and Dobby talked a few minutes later, then draco sighed. "Well, sl...dobby, it is time for me to get back to bed. I have to rest because tomorrow is the potions test. Draco stood up and started to leave, when he was suddenly hit with a dizzy spell, and he fell to the ground, his legs collapsing beneath him.
All the elves gathered around him, and bombarded him with tons of questions.
He tried to stand up, but he couldn't, as he clutched his jaw again. The pain in his mouth was overwhelming, as was the dizzy spell and the elves. 'what is happening to me?' Draco thought to himself. Just as sudden as he collapsed, his vision became blurry and he fell into black stupor.
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Draco yelped and sat up again, and looked around. He wasn't in his own room. His eyes came in and out of focus, before he fell back onto the bed, his head hitting the pillow.
He closed his eyes one more time, and heard his name, his other name, being called. "Harry, Harry! Are you ok?" He recognized that as Hermiones worried voice and opened his eyes, to see her standing right above him.
he coughed. " I am fine, Hermione. Where am I?" he asked, putting an arm over his eyes to block out the bright light.
"Your in the hospital wing, Mate. You fainted in the kitchen 2 days ago. No one knows how it happened." Ron said, as Draco looked his way.
"I fainted? All I remember is saying to Dobby that I had to go for..." he sat up quickly, then immediately regretted it, since he felt the dizziness come on again. "Is professor Snape going to let me take the potions test?"
He looked at Ron, as he nodded. "He understands, for once. He said when you get better, then you can take it. It's almost as if...if he had changed since this happened to you. He isn't being as big of prat now since you have been here. It is bloody brilliant, I say." Ron replied, grinning, as Hermione nodded. "It is so strange. He didn't make a snide remark to me in potions yesterday. I am so used to the comments, it is weird him not saying something mean."
Draco looked at her oddly. "That is a strange occurence."
She nodded again, this time looking over at Professor Dumbledore, as he made a motion with his hand. Ron and Hermione stood up. "Harry, we would love to stay with you, but we musn't be late for transfiguration."
he nodded. "I understand. bye guys."
They walked out the door, into the hall, as Professor Dumbledore stood up and came over to him, and pulled a chair next to bedside. "Hello, Harry. How are you feeling?"
He looked at the ground. "I feel miserable. My head is pounding, my face has swelled up, aching pains in my mouth, and whenever I sit up I get a dizzy feeling, and I have to sit back down again."
Dumbledore nodded. Harry, my fellow staff and I have researched what you have been feeling, as someone else has once had what you have right now. The swelling, aching, dizziness. We only found one thing with all these three symptoms."
Draco sat up slowly, but sat in an upright position. Dumbledore looked at the ground, then back into his eyes. "What you have is a rare disease called...."
Draco's eyes went wide. "What is it professor?"
Dumbledore looked in his eyes for a moment before speaking. "The rare hereditary disease you have is called.....Angiodema."
(oook. this chapter plays in important part in the next chapter coming up. hope you all like it so far. review, people! lol)
‡Snapes Apprentice‡