Chapter 8
Bedside Conversation
Dedicated to Justajeaster.
Last Chapter:
Draco was surprised at Harry's use of his first name, but soon replied in a quiet soothing voice, "Good night my Prince."
Harry woke up with moonlight shining through his window. It took him a few minutes to realize where he was and last nights, or was it this mornings (?) events. Not even caring that Draco had not stayed the entire time, he got up and threw on some clothes that he found folded up in a chair. He grabbed his wand and ran down to the Infirmary.
He found his father sitting next to his Aunts bed, reading a book.
"How is she?"
Severus looked up from his book, well aware that Harry had been there for a few minutes, just waiting for him to be the first one to say anything. "She will live. She is going to have a tough recovery. Even with our Elfin Magic, she is going to take a while before she is going to be fully healed, physically. Mentally, we are not sure yet. She has not woken since the last procedure."
"This is all my fault." Harry said and with a great sigh, he sat at the very edge of Petunia's bed, and took he her hand in his. "I should have done something, anything!"
"Ke, there was nothing you could do. You did not know that anything was wrong. All you could do was guess, and we are lucky that you were able to do that, other wise your Aunt might not be here at all. You saved her life." Severus had put his book on the nightstand and was kneeling in front of Harry, holding him by his wrist.
"I could have done something before that though, I know I could have, of only I-"
"No 'if only' s Lukeal!" Severus let out a rattling sigh, not wanting to think about the turn this conversation was about to take, but knowing it needed to done. "Ke, is this why you cut your self? Because you feel responsible for others actions, and pain?"
Harry looked up at Severus sharply fear evident in his eyes. "What are you talking about? I don't cut myself."
"Ke…" Harry looked in his father's eyes and instead of seeing the pity, discuss, and revolution that he had expected to see, he saw, love understanding, and determination. He knew he was not going to get out of this. He looked away from Severus' eyes, trying to at least get a few minutes to think up a good excuse, even though he knew it was fruitless. " I know that you cut yourself, there is no use in trying to deign it. I knew the second I was them, that you did that yourself, and the Healers just confirmed it when you were brought in."
"Can we not do this now. My Aunt is lying here, barley hanging on to life, I think the last thing that should be on our minds is how I deal with things." Harry was getting a little annoyed with Severus, he had just popped out of no where and was now going to tell him how to take care of himself and run his life? There was no way in the seven circles of Hell Harry was going to let any more people do that. What was up with the new nickname too?
"Fine Ke, we will drop this. For Now. But we will continue. I know I have not always been there for you, even if I was not playing the role of your father then. Make no mistake though, I do care, you are my son and I just don't want to see you hurting. Especially on your own."
Harry sighed gratefully. He really didn't want to talk about his problems with anyone…. ever. At least now though, he had a few more days. After a few tense moments her asked. " So how is she?"
Severus looked down into the face of his sister – in – law. "She was worse off than you were when you first got here. Though I only expect that to be because of your magic. She had a fractured skull, broken nose, dislocated shoulder, three fractures in her right arm, and her left arm was broken in two different places, seven broken fingers, four broken ribs, punctured lung, dislocated right hip, broken pelvis, broken left leg, she was raped no less than six times; in just an hour, and had lots of internal bleeding. That is on top of the wounds that you gave the Healers. She almost died. The Healers said that if you had not done what you did that she could have. She is very lucky to even be here. You saved her life Harry."
"I could have lost her though. This is my entire fault. Another persons life, my aunts life, was almost lost because of me." Harry looked down at his face, wondering why the Gods decide this cruel fate for the people he loved. He may not like his Aunt most of the time, but through everything, especially this summer, she had taken care of him as best she could with that monster around. She was family, so why did that mean she had to go through this? Were all of his friends and family going to be put in such a state, were they one day going to leave him on this earth alone, like so many others had?
"It is not your fault she is this way Ke. It is Dursley's fault, and he is going to be punished for it. Your Aunt is breathing right now because of you, if you had not saved her, she would buried next to your mother and Sirius. Who's deaths were also not your fault, so don't go blaming yourself for them either. They would not want that. They would want you to go on, living your life. Finding a lover, graduating school, getting a career, having children, ruling this kingdom, or whatever makes you happy." Severus was hoping that he was getting through to Lukeal. If his wife and friends could see the way Harry was right now, they would kick his snarky ass, and take care of Ke themselves.
Harry was pissed about his father bringing his mother and Sirius into this. It was unnecessary and cruel. "What would you know about it!" (Box of Girl Scout Cookies to whoever can name where that line is from)
"Ke, Lily was my wife, and Sirius was like a brother to me. Trust me when I say they would want you to be happy."
Draco was in the shadows listening to his protectee's conversation. His was a bit surprised to hear Harry go off on Severus like that. True, he had heard him talk back to him in Potions Class, more times than he could actually count. To hear what he was actually going off on him about: Who to blame for the dead and the wounded. It was almost unreal. Why would he want the blame for that?
It seemed to him that Potter- no not Potter anymore. The prince. Yes, the prince had many issues in is life, that Draco had never even thought of. He always thought the prince would come from a loving home, where he was spoiled rotten. Much like himself, but the more time he sent around him, the more he realized how wrong he was.
It made him all the more want to protect and take care of the prince. He wanted to get to know him, and shield him from all the bad things in the world, including His Royal Darkness, Lord Moldy. Although he knew he could never do this, to the extent he wanted, he would try to shield him as much as possible. He just hoped it would be enough.
A/n: Alright I am fucking tired! I am not going to write anymore tonight, yes, it is still night time if I have not gone to sleep. Tomorrow, I will on the next chapter when I get home from the third circle of Hell you people like to call school. Right now though it is 3:30 am, I am going to be a bitch tomorrow from being so tired, so I am going to try to get atleast SOME sleep. And now I am rambeling. This probably don't make any sence do it? Alright I am going to thank my reviewers, shut up and then going to sleep. Sorry for this being so short, but review anyway or the Goddess of Reviews will smite you.
Thanks to:
HecateDeMort
Hobbs
SlytherinPhoenix
bthatcher2002 – I am not sure about Ron's reaction either. Huuummmm I wonder…..
angelkitty77
Wolflady – Who can resist the eyes!
emerald
FroBoy
fifespice
viira
Justajester – I am sorry you don't like feeling bad for Petunia. Thank you so much for your compliment though! It made my day hearing that. So I dedicate this chapter to you.
Marauders-Lover
Shini
angels death – I know what you mean about your mail, going more than a day with out checking my mail is not right. Who knows I could have gotten some mail right? Riiiiight….. by the way, you had it right the first time : Glad
Eowyns elixure
Eve27
Altariel Eldalote - here ya go Huggles back!
shadow - Thank you for the praise. It is much apperciated.
Alright all, Fuck off! Its 3:55 am and I am dead tired. So leave me alone, but review, how that works, you figure it out.
Taters and Wasabie to you all!
Pyro