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"Mr. Malfoy! Lie down! You're in no condition as of yet to be moving!" Mrs. Weasley said as Draco attempted to escape her motherly ways.
"Would you get off of me woman! I'm perfectly capable of moving now!" He snarled. He received a very angry Mrs. Weasley glare, which caused him to cringe, but he let her force him down to the bed reluctently. He looked to the window which McGonagall had closed when she first entered the room demanding to know what happened. Narrowing his eye's he felt the rattled off healing spells. Not only had Harry hurt him to keep him away, but he gave no room for Draco to argue, and caused him to pass out with some spell Draco didn't even recognize. Hermione was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Mrs. Weasley work, being a mother of seven kids, she knew probably a better Healer then Madam Pomfrey herself, especially with children like the Twins.
"I can't imagine Harry doing this to you…" Molly muttered setting her wand to the chest, She was still tearful of Harry going missing, and this, Harry attacking his beloved boyfriend was just unimaginable. Draco looked at the wall facing the other direction of the door.
Flashback
"Why do you have act like this is your fault?" Draco asked gently, putting his hands on Harry's face, the Gryffindors eye's were slitted with anger.
"No, you don't understand Draco. I could have stopped him countless times by now! I hesitate, I'm rescued, I'm tired of waking up with my scar burning. I'm tired of this fucking war." His voice was deadly quiet. Draco searched his face.
"It's almost over…"Harry grabbed his hands, not hard, but hard enough to make Draco wince slightly at the grip.
"No, it's not until I finish it." He said,
"Wha…Finish it? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO RIGHT NOW?!" Draco roared, Harry released his hands and walked towards the window letting the breeze rush in filling the room with the cool summer evening air. Draco reached forward and yanked firmly on Harry shirt,
"Do you dare leave—" He started but the Gryffindor whirled on him, his wand pointing at Draco chest, the blonds eye's going wide at the sudden spells that hit him and causing him to fly backwards against the wall. The pain rippled through his system and he sagged forward clutching the wall as the pain intensified. Looking up through blurred eye's he saw Harry stagger back, the jade orbs bright with tears. Draco swayed as he attempted to stand properly only to pitch forward as another roll of pain almost forced him to his knees. He was confused, and everything hurt, and all he could see was Harry backing up towards the opened window, his wand still pointing at him.
"Please…Draco…I'm sorry…don't…please don't follow me." The hoarse whisper reached his ears and he saw the wand move upward, another spell hit him in the chest. Before blackness took him he watched as Harry raced over to the window and disappearing from view.
End flashback
"…Draco?" The Slytherin slipped his eye's away from the wall exhaling slowly and turning them to the witch sitting at the end of his bed, Mrs. Weasley had left to bring up some food and Draco took one look to the closed door and began getting up.
"Draco, you're not well…" Hermione started but Draco swung his legs over the bed and got up stabilizing himself on one of the wooden posts.
"No I'm not doing well at all." Draco snarled, pain did not do him well. Glancing around the room, he spotted his wand near the desk on the other side and slipped from the bed finding his bearings much easier as he grabbed the wand.
"You don't plan to go after him do you?" She asked shrilly. Draco put a finger to her lips.
"Shhh." He said hastily, looking over to the door.
"You bloody well know I am, I'm going to beat that boy upside the fucking head when I catch him to." He whispered fiercely. Hermione grabbed him before he could go to the window,
"Wait!" She said, "Don't go yet." She raced out of the room and Draco looked over to the window, he should just leave. Maybe she was getting Mrs. Weasley. Draco didn't wait for the witch to return and he bolted to the window, and flung it open looking down. He could feel the ward almost pressing in on him, no wonder it was so easy for Harry to not get hurt, it was like a slide. He landed easily enough and jolted to stop to see the broom shed already open, Fred inspecting him with a critical eye.
"Well, don't dilly dally Malfoy, George is distracting mum, we don't have much time."
"Don't tell me you're coming." He asked in exasperation. Fred passed him a broom ignoring the annoyed Slytherin.
"Just because he's your boyfriend doesn't mean we would let you go after him all by yourself." Draco stared at him for a second before looking away, putting Harry's closest friends in danger…the Gryffindor would probably never forgive him for that, but Draco wouldn't be able to forgive himself if Harry died and he couldn't possibly help.
"We're doing this on our own, even if you weren't a part of the picture we would have gone after him ourselves." Fred said suddenly jerking the Slytherin from his thoughts. He raised his head a little whistling.
"Damn you Mafloy, we're not letting you go by yourself!" Ron snarled snatching a broom swiftly from his brother as he appeared at Draco's shoulder.
"We're going with you." Hermione said soothingly, but firmly nonetheless. Draco stared at the Weasley's and Granger, his brain not being able to comprehend why they were doing this for him, well, Harry he could understand…
"Excuse me?" he asked taken aback
"Harry. We are going to help you find Harry." She said. Draco stared at her in astonishment.
"You know Malfoy, shock and bewilderment does not suit you." Ron said finally with a smirk mounting the broom, Draco closed his mouth huffily and didn't bother to answer him. The Weasley gave him another uncharacteristic smirk before turning to his older brother,
"Where's George?" Ron asked, the other Weasley twin appeared hurriedly from another door just as he spoke, "Nevermind…" He muttered
"Well Malfoy, lets collect your dear Harry." The panting Weasley said. Draco just couldn't understand why they would risk so much for him, he knew they would do it in a heart beat for Harry, but he…even though he was on decent terms with everyone, was different. In silence they were all mounted, the twins raised their wands to the warded sky both saying the releasing spell at the same time for the ward.
"Lets go." Draco finally managed, it was evening again, and he knew catching up to Harry would be hard. He could already be in Scotland by now. He could already be dead by now...The Slytheirn shoved that thought swiftly away, feeling Hermione presence as she stablized her broom next to his;
"Disillusional charms?" Hermione questioned. Draco nodded firmly as they hovered outside the warded Black house as the witch cast the charms on them all.
"The Order is going to be on us like flies on a carcass in the middle of July, I suggest we get moving." George said,
"Wonderful imagery used their Weasley." Draco muttered irritably. The Slytherin flattened himself against the broom and shot up into the evening sky knowing the others were right at his side. He had to find Harry, at all costs. Draco drew his wand from the clasp at his thigh,
"I know a version of the Point me spell, it can detect high levels of magical activity. If it works and it's toward Scotland at least I'll be able to pin-point him." Draco said.
"I didn't think their were other versions of the Point Me charm." Hermione said, clearly interested as she came up beside him. Draco gripped his wand and only passed the witch a grim smirk,
"Surprise Granger, Me and Harry dueled a bit during school, you think I wouldn't learn new tricks?" He whispered the spell under his breath, a ribbon of light flashed to his left burning green before disappearing.
"What was that?!" Ron asked in surprised, he had missed the whole point-me conversation.
"That way." Draco said in confirmation.
"Wait...Hermione what just happened?" Ron was so confused.
"Nothing, Just follow Draco." She said firmly. Ron snorted, he would have never dreamed of hearing those words from Hermione's mouth, let alone their Gryffindor selves actually following the bloody Slytherin whom Harry had fallen so hard for.
"Never in my life…" He muttered softly. The darkness swallowed them up as they left the House of Black. None of them hearid the scream that shattered the night from Mrs. Weasley as she realized that they had all gone after Harry.
TBC
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