Violet Fire and Eternal love

Author- Lisi the slayer

Chapter Nine

Harry felt the crimson blood soak his arms, and then he heard Draco whisper his goodbye and he wanted to retch.

He felt Draco go limp in his arms and he let out a scream of panic.

Hurriedly he got his wand and sealed the wounds on Draco's wrists. Harry pulled Draco's unconscious form up into his arms and kissed his forehead.

" Why have you done this ? What made you do you this ?"

Harry asked him, his voice breaking. Then without another thought he sprang up from the bed and with Draco held securely in his arms he apparated to St.Mungos.

" HELP SOMEONE COME OVER HERE ! HE NEEDS A HEALER NOW !"

The receptionist frowned at Harry's behavior and made the mistake of trying to calm him down.

" Mr. Potter this is a hospital not Qudditch Match, there is a system people have been here before you and your partner ?"

Harry felt his magic flare and his anger increased to the point that unresponsive Draco was slightly vibrating in his hold.

" Who's before me ?"

The receptionist gulped and looked wordlessly and the man with his arm in a sling.

Harry was beyond anger, he furious. He spoke to her coldly and with such deadliest calmness Draco and Lucius would have been proud.

" This is a emergency, I don't believe that man is going to die any time soon ? "

The receptionist shook her head nervously.

" Draco is a different matter he has lost a lot of blood, he needs a blood replishing potion urgently, or am I going to have to hold you personally responsible for his death ?"

The Receptionist nodded and allowed Harry to pass through the double doors to the Healers. Had the situation not been so dire Harry would have found a mixture of pride and amusant, it seemed the blonde's antics were ever so slightly rubbing off on him.

This thought made him look down and he gulped as he saw Draco deathly pale and scarily unresponsive.

" Mr. Potter what do we have here !"

A healer roughly took Draco from his arms and lay him quickly onto a bed.

" He was cut, um he's lost a lot of blood."

Harry didn't really want to say that Draco had tried to commit suicide. The healer frowned.

" On the wrists ?"

Harry felt his anger renew again.

" DOES IT MATTER ! WHAT MATTERS IS HIS SURVIVAL HELP HIM !"

The healer nodded and drove Harry from the bed and drew the curtains. Harry sat on the chair outside and his mind raced with the events.

What made him do it ?

Then Draco's voice answered in his head, as Harry recalled their conversation.

I want you to love me again, look at me like I'm the best thing in your life.

Like i'm special, like your here because you love me and not because you pity me and what I have become.

Harry shook his head

Is that it ?

But how could it be ?

How an earth could Draco think I don't love him anymore !

If he dies, if he dies I'm never going to forgive him.

Harry broke down into sobs and he hid his face in his hands.

He loved Draco more than life it's self, he would give up anything for him, and as for not looking at him with love what about yesterday with the cups of Cocoa, he was hard from just looking at Draco, if that wasn't love then what was.

" He's a fool, a fool for doubting me. A fool for doubting us."

Harry muttered bitterly.

Finally the Healer drew back the curtains and Draco was now dressed in his white hospital gown and had red stains over his mouth and chin.

" He's had a goblet of the potion and his vitals are regular and strong. So if you want to go and get something he'll be fine. In fact he should be waking up quite soon. I'll make sure your not disturbed."

Harry said nothing still shell shocked by the events. The healer looked upon him with sympathy and drew back the curtains to give them privacy.

Harry took the seat beside the bed and held Draco's hand. It was deadly cold, Harry kneeled the hand, trying to warm it up and get the circulation going.

Harry looked at Draco's face, it was different to the time he had been unconscious in the Final battle. In the Final Battle in his unconsciousness he looked peaceful, now all Harry could see reflected in Draco's features was sadness.

Harry knew from his face that Draco really had believed that Harry loved him no longer.

Draco moaned, he moaned and began to shift his head slightly to the side so he was facing Harry.

Slowly his eyes lids opened to reveal weary and sad grey eyes that upon looking to Harry's emerald ones turned into an anguished grey and filled with tears.

The sight of Draco looking at him so broken and vulnerable temporally dissolved all his anger he had for the situation, this wasn't the time, Draco needed comfort now, not the wrath of his anger.

" You can go now Harry, now I've survived you can go. I don't want to burden you. You deserve happiness and love like we had."

At this Draco broke out into hysterical sobs and turned away from Harry, his body quivering, but as the quivering increased Harry grew worried.

In times of great emotion it sometimes triggered the curse.

Quickly Harry cast a silent spell over the cubicle and waited in hope that he was wrong. He wasn't.

Sure enough Draco erupted into screams, he twisted and turned in his bed, his limbs kicking outwards.

Harry ducked away from Draco arm and placed his hand over Draco's heart.

The kicking stopped and Draco leaned into Harry's touch as much as possible, Harry got into the bed as well and pulled Draco into a hug.

" I love you Draco Lucius Malfoy, I love you and no stupid curse is ever going to change that. Ever. "

Draco looked up at Harry with pleading eyes.

" Please Harry, please stay with me. Please."

Tears trickled down Harry's face then at the pathetic tone of Draco's voice.

" Forever Draco."

Harry's still pretty mad about what's happened but he's holding it in, but how long will Harry be able to hold it in before he explodes. Keep reading and if you have read it and liked it or hated it even, Review, takes you less than two minutes but it means a lot to me.