Smile for me, Harry
by sumisweet
beta-ed by: Bad-Azz-Slytherin Chaos
Disclaimer: Really, if Harry Potter and other characters in the "Harry Potter" series are mine, would I write a disclaimer?
Author note: I would like to thanks Spideria in this chapter. You are one of the best betas a girl could ever have. Thank you so much for being my beta after BASC didn't reply to me for a while.
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Chapter three
I'm fading away
"Hermione! Hermione!" Harry shouted as he ran into the house with Draco in his arms and a barking dog.
"What do you need, Harry? Do you know how long I have been waiting for the milk . . . Oh my god! What happened to Draco? Here put him on my bed in here," Hermione said, leading Harry into her bedroom.
Harry lay Draco gently down on the soft bed and put a white blanket over him. Hermione, standing behind Harry, was trembling in fear and worries. It had been four months since she had seen Draco. After the operation, Draco just seemed to have disappeared. She went over to his house in the outer skirt of London, but found the house emptied. Now, here was Draco, on her bed, covered in bruises and shirtless. Lying next to him was a golden retriever whining softly for its master to wake up.
Looking over to Harry, Hermione asked weakly, "What happened to Draco?"
Harry was surprised when he heard Hermione called Draco by his first name, but decided not to question her about it, yet. Looking down at the fainted man, Harry sighed.
"When I got all my grocery bags and went to my car, Malfoy's dog barked at me. At first I didn't know what it wanted. But when I saw blood on it, I knew something was wrong. So I followed the dog into an alley that was where I found Malfoy. He was screaming for help and there were three men there also. They were raping him, Hermione. So I shouted to them to get away from Malfoy. Somehow seeing those men raping Malfoy just make me itch inside. You know I can't stand those things even if it is Malfoy that is being rape. So I tackle one of the men and started to hit him. I knocked two of them unconscious and the third guy ran away. After I took care of the rapists, I turned around to see how Malfoy was. But when I went to checked on him, I found that he fainted. So all I could think at that moment was bringing him to your house, because you are a doctor and all . . ." he trailed off. "Hermione, are you all right?" Harry asked in concern at Hermione, who had slumped on a chair with tears flowing down her face.
"Hermione?" Harry asked as he put a hand on her shoulder. Why was Hermione crying for Malfoy? Wasn't Malfoy the one who had torture him, Ron, and her when they were still in school? The one who called her Mudblood?
Suddenly there was a stir behind him, Making Harry turned around. Draco opened his eyes and groaned softly. The dog barked happily as Draco blinked several time. Before Harry could do anything, Hermione, still crying, run to Draco and hugged him, leaving a bewildered Harry staring at the sight. Hermione whispered something in Draco's ear, causing him to close his eyes as tears also starting to fall from his eyes. Draco hugged Hermione back and sobbed quietly with her.
Harry just stood there like a statue as Hermione soothed Draco's blond hair and kissed his forehead gently. The green eyes widen when Hermione started to sing softly to the crying man. Hermione sat on the bed and gathered Draco in her arms and started to rock him back and forth. Was there something going on between Hermione and Malfoy?
The scene in front of him made Harry felt so strange and peaceful. Draco in the crook of Hermione's neck, while Hermione's head rested on Draco's blond head, one hand under Draco's slim waist and another around his shoulder. Hermione was singing to Draco softly with her eyes closed and Draco was crying silently with both of his arms around Hermione's waist. The scene was like a small boy in pain that was being comfort by his mother.
'Did Ron know about Hermione and Draco?' Harry thought. 'The way Draco and Hermione are acting right now make them seem like they were very close. What is going on between Hermione and Draco?'
Harry noticed Draco whispered something into Hermione's ear. Hermione nodded and then turned to Harry.
"Harry, could you leave us alone for a moment?" Hermione asked pleading. Pain was presented in her sad brown eyes.
Harry nodded and looked at Hermione and Draco one more time before he went out of the bed room, closing the door behind him, leaving Draco, Hermione, and a dog on a bed alone.
"Oh Draco, it is so good to see you again," Hermione whispered. "I was so worried after the operation when I didn't see you. Where have you gone to? I was so scared and afraid when I went to your house to see you were not there."
Draco didn't say anything, but Hermione could feel him stiffed under her embrace. Draco's crying ceased and there was silent upon the bedroom except for the whining of the Golden Retriever. Suddenly Draco took his arms away from Hermione's waist and left her embrace. Scooting away from Hermione, Draco blindly sat down next to his dog. The soulless blue eyes looked blankly at Hermione. Hermione gasped in surprise at the soullessness of Draco's eyes. She had never seen anyone eyes like this before. Even when Harry was blinded a few months ago, his eyes didn't even looks so blank like Draco's. Draco, who didn't even know that he is looking straight into Hermione's eyes, knew why Hermione's gasped. It was because she saw his eyes.
After the operation, Draco was brought back to the Malfoy manor by his parents. His mom, Narcissa, and his father, Lucius, knew about his feelings for Harry and they did not disapprove it. Narcissa thought it was sweet that Draco had fell for such a cute boy and Lucius was proud that Draco had chose such a powerful, not to mention wealthy, wizard to fall in love in. It was the night before the operation when Draco told his parents about his decision.
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Flash back
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After Draco had confessed his sacrifice to his parents, Narcissa broke into a sob at the news and Lucius was shocked. He stared at Draco, who was standing in front of the living room fireplace with a serious expression on his face.
"Are you serious, Draco? Do you know that this is a permanent change? You can only transfer eyesight once before it is permanent." Lucius asked Draco seriously.
"I know this father, but I love Harry. I can't bear to leave him blind. How would you feel if the person you love the most in the world is blind while you are not? It is painful, father. I can't bare it. I rather let Harry see again and I be blind than to let this situation the other way around." Draco said firmly while staring at the burning fire.
"Harry doesn't love you, Draco. You have been trying for four years and have not succeeded to win his heart. I know, Draco, that every time you try to be nice to Harry, he always ends up hurting your feelings. I've seen this before. Even though you don't show it on the outside, you are crying in the inside. Every time we go shopping for school supplies when you still go to Hogwarts and you always go into the same store as Harry does. You watch him from far away, dying to laugh with him, be with him. I know, Draco. Are you willing to go this far for a man who wouldn't accept your love and offers to be friends?" asked Lucius, who had now stood up from a sofa and now was standing next to Draco by the fire, looking directly at his son.
Draco had thought about what his father had said. He didn't care if Harry hated him; he just wanted Harry to see again. Draco nodded slightly and looked at his father. Lucius's hair had gone to an almost white color instead of blond. Draco's hair also had several white locks of hair in his blond locks. Hermione once asked him if he had highlighted his hair, which made Draco just laughed and replied "No, it's genetic Hermione. The day I highlight my hair is the day when I stop loving Harry, which is never, if I must add." There were also wrinkles that had started to appear on Lucius's face. The tired grey eyes turned even more wary when they saw Draco silently nodded at the question.
Standing up, Narcissa swiped her red eyes with a small lace handkerchief. Hugging Draco, she sobbed in his chest.
"My baby," Narcissa cried, wetting Draco's black shirt with her tears. "My poor baby."
"Mother, please don't cry. Please, I beg of you." Draco pleaded to his mother while trying to comfort her by putting his arms around Narcissa's shoulder.
"Draco, are you sure of this matter?" Lucius asked warily.
"Yes father, I am sure." Draco said while still comforting his mother.
"Well then son, if you have decided that giving your eyesight for Harry is what you are going to do, then so be it. Your mother and I will support you from the beginning to the end. Right, Narcissa?" said Lucius.
Narcissa nodded and left Draco's comforting arms. Smiling up at Draco, she said, "I know you love Harry very much, Draco. I won't try to stop you from doing the operation. It's just that the news about the whole operation just shocked me. Your father and I will support you, Draco."
"After the operation tomorrow, you will be staying at the Malfoy manor. We will take care of you until you can manage by yourself. Will that be all right, son?" Lucius asked his son.
Draco nodded and sat down on one of the sofa that was facing the fire. Staying in the Malfoy Manor is a great idea. He was already familiar with the Manor, so practicing and getting use to being blind in this house would be much easier. Bidding his parents goodbye, Draco left the Malfoy manor and apparated to his home.
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Flash back ended
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"You still kept your promise to me, Hermione?" Draco asked tiredly.
"Yes Draco . . . How does it feel, Draco? To be blind?" Hermione asked carefully.
Seeing Draco squirm uncomfortably, Hermione quickly added, " You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"No, it's okay. I guessed you would have asked me that." Draco smiled painfully at the direction where Hermione's voice was coming from.
"Have you ever dreamed a dream where you just can't wake up, Hermione? A dream that is like a disease, eating slowly away your hope and dreams? No matter what you do, no matter what you tried, you just can't wake up from that dream.
After the operation, it was like I was in a dream, a nightmare actually. Even when I felt myself my eyes opened, I couldn't see anything. I cried. I never thought being blind would feel like this. For the first time in my life, I was afraid; afraid of everything. The feeling of not knowing what is in front of me and surround me terrified me. All I see is a pit of darkness-- nothingness. When I was taken back to the Malfoy Manor, I practiced walking around the house to get used to being blind. But it was so hard, Hermione. I got lost all the time; lost in the house that I had grown in and loved. It was so frustrated. Whenever I get up and walk somewhere, I would end up in bruises because of all the things I bumped into. Sometimes, I was almost too afraid to get out of bed. I didn't want to hire doctors and trainer to help me because I want as little people as I can to know about me being blind. That's when my mom bought me Chester, my faithful dog. Even though I can't see, I know it is a every beautiful dog. Even still with my dog and when I was getting better at walking with him through the manor, I . . . I . . . Several times, I wanted to commit suicide, but then I kept thinking about Harry and how I had promised myself to win his heart. But how can I Hermione? How can I win his heart when I'm blind?" Draco whispered at the end.
Hermione, who had been having goose bumps since the beginning of Draco's explanation of being blind and then where he was after the operation, was on the verge of crying again. Draco had suffered so much and all of this suffering was because he loves Harry? How could the world be so cruel to Draco?
"Draco, if there's hope in your heart, you will be able to win Harry's heart." Hermione said to Draco.
"Hope," Draco spat angrily, "is nothing. It can't help me. Why would Harry want me anymore? I'm blind for god sake!"
"Draco, don't say that."
"I'm tired, Hermione. I'm tired of living in a dream world, believing that one day I can fall in Harry's arms with him loving me. I'm tired of hoping, tired of dreaming, tired of living. Now that I'm blind, my candle of hope just melted away into a puddle of wax. I just want to die. I want to stop living in a nightmare where I can't wake up. I want to see Harry again. I want to see those beautiful green eyes of his again even if they were always full of hatred when they look at me. I want to kiss Harry again like that day before the operation. I want to live happily ever after with him. I want to have children with Harry, two girls and two boys and they would have Harry' eyes while have my hair. Then when we are old, I want us to die of old age together in our bed, in each other embrace." And with that last sentence, Draco broke down into a sob.
Hermione just sat there hopelessly staring at the blond man in front of her crying. She was so touched by Draco's words. Never in her life had Hermione started to hate Harry so much. It was all Harry's fault that Draco is suffering like this--all Harry's fault that he just had to refuse Draco's attempts of being friends. Making Draco cry and pour his sorrows out to her whenever Harry had refused him again, leaving her to comfort the heartbroken boy. Never in her life had Hermione ever wanted to strangle Harry. Making him suffer like Draco is right now. Her blood boil higher when Draco's body was starting to shake from the intense sobs that raked through his frail body. Hermione wasn't sure how long she could hold it in before she burst and tell Harry about Draco's feelings and sacrifice that he had made for Harry.
"Did you know, Hermione? That today was the day when I thought I was ready to meet the world; the day I could take a walk normally? Instead, I almost got raped and Harry found me," Draco said as he was sobbing.
Crawling to Draco, Hermione hugged the crying man in her arms. Rocking Draco back and forth again and whispering words of comfort in his ears, Hermione started to cry along with him too. Laying Draco down gently on the bed, Hermione whispered into his ear.
"Sh, go to sleep, Draco. Go to sleep."
Draco nodded and closed his eyes. Hermione kissed Draco's forehead lightly and got off the bed. Looking at Draco, Hermione frowned. Draco had hiccups from the crying he just did and his cheeks were flushed red and wet from the tears. When Draco's hiccups started to slow down, Hermione left the room quietly. Looking at Draco's sleeping form behind the door, Hermione closed the bedroom's door silently.
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Author note: Hip! hip! HOORAY! Hip! Hip! HOORAY! You guys had finished reading chapter three! I feel a bit better about the banning-me thing now. I'M A HAPPY CRAB! Hee hee hee ## Sorry, whenever I have a strong emotion about something, I would resent myself as a crab. Right now Im a happy crab. Oh yes, sorry for taking a bit long to write this chapter, I had a little writer block and plus I was a little lazy. My uncle went over to visit us from California so I didn't have time to write chapter three right away. I'll make this up for you guys somehow, though. Hm, how about a kissing scene in the fourth chapter? Who would like a kissing scene? Yes? No? Tell me. Also, if I finished chapter four before my ban time isn't over until a very long time, I'll go ahead and send chapter four to those that want me to. PEACE OUT!