His Darkest Hour

Crippled & Scarred

Disclaimer: I do own all of the Harry Potter books, but sadly I don't actually own Harry Potter.

A/N: Thank you very much animeluver89 and fiery red and koolkerry25, yes I will show Draco being sensitive, but in a defensive way, I think, and no this story wont be slash. Your reviews are so special to me; they really brightened up a very wintry depressing day. Thank you! Oh and this chapter shall of course be dedicated to you………………………once again Enjoy!

Draco's paler than usual face was illuminated by Hermione's wand. It was covered in dry blood, which matted his usually perfect silver hair. Both of his eyes were a deep purple colour and extremely swollen.

A tear trickled down Hermione's soft cheek; she could not understand why she felt so moved by the tragic scene before her, after all this was Draco Malfoy. Draco Malfoy who on countless occasions had verbally abused her and left her feeling worthless. A less compassionate human being may have laughed at seeing their near dead enemy cowering from some unknown evil, but not Hermione. She was different, the thought of what he may have been through haunted her. She shivered on the spot at the thing, which had been able to defeat someone who was normally as well composed as Malfoy.

Ron reached his arm out and put it gingerly around her small frame, he had loved her for so long and it had always seemed unrequited. He just had to make do with a friendship, but the friendship had grown stronger over the years and he hoped that one day it might even become love between them.

Harry was the first to speak.

"Come on, we've got to take him to the burrow." He stated, in a hoarse matter of fact way.

No one else said anything after that, Ron and Hermione just watched as Harry gently picked up the crippled form of his enemy and started the short journey back to the burrow.

So many confused thoughts were racing round Harry's brain. He hated Draco, he always had, it was Draco who had come so close to killing the one person who Harry trusted unconditionally, Dumbledore, even though it was Snape who had, but somehow seeing him like this it angered Harry. He didn't know why but it just seemed wrong that a little prick like Malfoy should end up in a state like this, while someone like Voldemort was untouched. Harry had his suspicions why Draco had ended up like this; he thought it was connected to Dumbledore's death.

When they reached the burrow, a frantic Mrs Weasley came hurrying out to meet them.

"Oh, Harry dear whatever happened to him?" She cried, "Is…is he dead?"

But Harry was too deep in thought to answer he just lay Draco gently on one of the Weasley's old and worn out sofas and went upstairs to his room.

Ron and Hermione looked quizzically at each other as Harry did this. Why was he acting so strange? They spent the rest of the night helping Mrs Weasley tend to Draco's severe wounds. Harry remained upstairs.

Malfoy's wounds were terrible, he had been hit by so many vulgar curses, and was so severely beaten, that his body swelled and bruised some more every second.

Luckily Mrs Weasley was able to find cures for all the curses she could recognise, although Draco was still left with a rather bizarre wound above one of his eyes.

Hermione wished he would open them; she longed to see the silver in them, which she had once found so cold and hurtful. A feeling so strange arose inside her, yet she was so determined to ignore it, for she knew she was pitying Malfoy, and she hated herself for it.

By the end of the night he was totally unrecognisable. His once handsome features left to be plagued in the future with ghastly scars. Scars, which would one day, bring someone very close to him, no matter how much either of them resisted.

Harry was sat hunched up on his creaky camp bed. He was rocking back and forwards slightly, feeling sick from the night's events. This only made him more determined to fight Voldemort, and finally get vengeance for his dearly missed parents, and friends deaths. Harry was now truly ready to face his last year at hogwarts and try to defeat Voldemort once and for all.

A/NWell that's it, hope you liked it. I'm so sorry it took me so long, I feel awful, I've just been busy, and mostly lazy! I will definitely try and get chapter 4 done soon, I'll understand if you don't want to read anymore because I took so long, but please reconsider. I love to hear what you think so feel free to review! Thanks, and sorry once again. xXx