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Starting from where we left off...
Chapter 5:
Saved & Sick
Authoress POV:
Draco Malfoy gasped in shock when Harry fell. He quickly composed himself and dove into the water after him. There, stuck in a pile of weeds was Harry. His eyes were closed, he wasn't moving, and his skin was a deathly white.
Malfoy pulled at the weeds and broke Harry free from his constraints. He swam up to the surface and dragged Harry and himself onto the grass. Harry wasn't breathing.
"Potter? Potter?! Potter, wake up come on!!" He knew what he had to do. CPR. He had learned it in his Muggle studies course that year. He gave two breaths and pushed down on Harry's chest. No response. He went to do it again--
Harry started coughing up water.
Harry's POV:
The darkness stopped and I started to cough up water. When my throat was cleared I gasped for breath, my whole body shaking rapidly. Someone was with me. Holding me against their warm body. I pushed closer to the warmth as I was still trying to breathe in more oxygen, my throat sore from the salty water.
"Potter? Are you okay now?! You gave me quite the scare!"
My eyes snapped open and I pushed myself away from Malfoy. Away from the warmth. But I didn't care.
"Malfoy! Why did you touch me like that?! I-"
"So thats it then?! I don't even get a thank you for practically saving your life?! Merlin Potter, I can't stand this!" And with that Malfoy stood up and stomped away angrily.
'He...saved my...life? But, when..how?' I immediately felt the overwhelming guilt again. No! I refuse to cry. But, I couldn't stop the tears from escaping as I walked back up to the castle, soaking wet, and freezing. And most of all, alone.
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Later on that day I sat down for dinner. Piling food on my plate I refused to look up at the blond haired boy, for fear of more water-woks again.
"Harry. Mate? Are you alright?" It was Ron.
"Yeah I'm fine Ron, I'm just a little tired is all..." If only he knew...
Hermione sighed, "Maybe you should go to the nurse Harry. Oh no! Maybe your getting sick! Now I insist. You must go to see Madam Pomphrey Harry!"
"Yeah. I think I should. I really don't feel well, now that I think about it."
"Good Harry. Go. Do you want me to come with you or maybe Ron?"
"No I'm fine." So, I got up and walked out, not noticing a pair of silver eyes watching me walk away.
It really sucked that the nurse was on the other side of the school. As I walked down the dark corridors I began to creep myself out a little. Seeing shadows, hearing faint whispers. Well, there is ghosts in this school. But, I still was scared so I started to walk faster. Then while I was passing a statue something pulled me behind it.
I let out a horrified scream and then my mouth was covered by a warm hand. "Shhh. Potter it's just me."
Inwardly I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. He uncovered my mouth. "What are you doing hiding here? You scared me nearly half to death!"
His face contorted into a half sneer half grin. "I was wondering where you were going."
"Oh. I was just going to the nurse cause' I think I might be sick."
"Really? Well I can do that!" And after he had said that he put his hand on my forehead, "Harry! You have got a really high fever! Now come along we'll get you some rest and some blankets!"
Malfoy dragged me all the way down to the dungeons and I couldn't argue because I had such a bad headache. He muttered the password "vita vel nex"(1) and dragged me to his private dorms.
His dorm was beautiful. The carpet was the darkest of black and the walls a dark emerald green. On the wall opposite of us was a king sized bed with a black iron headboard. The sheets, I was sure, were pure emerald colored silk with silver designs all over it. Many black pillows were stacked in an intriguing pattern against the headboard. There was a huge Black colored wardrobe on the far right of the room with a full body mirror next to it. And on the left of the room was a black wooden desk with books and homework piled on it. Next to the desk was a door, surely leading to his personal washroom.
Malfoy pulled me out of my state of awe by dragging me over to the bad and throwing me under the silky covers. "Do you feel alright Potter?"
"Just a little headache."
He smiled and got in the bed with me, slipping under my body quickly so that now I was sitting between his legs and laying against his body. "Malfoy, this isn't necessary. I...uhh...oh...what are you do.i.i.ng..."
Malfoy chuckled as he rubbed my temples softly, making my body slump deeper into his bigger frame. I was slowly losing my headache and drifting into a restful sleep when he started to hum a soft melody. His voice was beautiful...and soon enough I was sleeping with a faint smile on my face.
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(1)--vita vel nex means life or death in latin
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