Warnings: Hmm. . .Language. . .I think that is all.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to the brilliant and amazing JK Rowling.
To answer your question, I apologize for not mentioning it in the author's note, Draco was named for dragons. Draco is the Latin term for dragon and when Harry said that Draco seemed to be acting like his namesake, he meant that Draco seemed to be acting like a dragon. More specifically, a mother dragon seeing as they are protective and caring of their offspring. Sorry for any confusion! Alas. . .Sorrowful News. . .
Chapter Seven: Sorrowful News
Draco quietly shut the door to Pansy's room where Harry was. He turned and walked over to the kitchen table, avoiding everyone's eyes. He needed a few moments to compose himself and he didn't think that meeting people's eyes would be a good idea. Everything he'd seen on Harry's body, the bruises, lacerations, recent scars from his time with Snape and Malfoy, old scars from the War. The worst being on Harry's groin and bottom. They all shook the silver eyed wizard severely. He'd never seen anything to that extent and it scared him deeply.
"Draco?" Hermione said softly, drawing Draco's attention away from what he'd seen.
"Malfoy, why are we here?" Ginny asked curtly. Draco glared at her, then turned to look at Hermione once more. His expression was one of sorrow.
"Hermione, Weasley." Draco said, acknowledging them both, "I have some good and bad news. . ."
Tears filled Hermione's eyes and Ginny quickly hugged her sister-in-law.
"I think it'd be best to start with the good news first," Draco continued on. "I've found Harry. He's currently sleeping in Pansy's room. I ask that you leave him be, at the current moment he'd rather not be seen by more people than necessary. I can't say that I blame him either, given the state he was in when I brought him here."
Hermione and Ginny both let out a sigh of relief. Draco could tell that they had thought Harry dead. Suddenly, Draco pulled Hermione into his arms. He hugged her for a few minutes, careful not to do any harm to her abdomen. It was now noticeable that she was pregnant and Draco didn't know how far a long she was. Letting her go, he had her and Ginny sit down on the couch.
"Hermione, Ginny, I really didn't want to have to do this." Draco said, clasping Hermione's hand in his to offer her comfort. Tears filled her and Ginny's eyes at this gesture. It seemed that they knew, or at least, had an idea of what Draco was going to tell them.
"Hermione, you knew of my plan to rescue Harry. When I was taken by Snape, I was put in the room that Harry was in. Snape made obvious what he did to him, but before he could get anywhere, I stopped him. The blast of magic knocked Harry unconscious and when he woke up, he told me to leave him there. Obviously, I didn't. But before I made that clear, Harry asked of me a favor."
Draco paused, letting these words sink in. Only when Hermione and Ginny nodded did he continue.
"I had hoped that it wouldn't come to this, but. . .I'm so sorry, Harry told me that Weasley had been killed within the first few days that Harry was there." Draco finally said, sorrow tangible in his voice. Hermione let out a wail as tears openly streamed down her face. Ginny began sobbing and Pansy quickly went over to her, enveloping her in a hug. Draco went over to Hermione, following Pansy's example.
After a few hours and more than a few hugs, Hermione and Ginny made their way back to their homes. Draco sagged down into the chair next to the coffee table.
"That went better than expected, I think." Pansy said softly, handing Draco a cup of tea and sitting down on the couch.
"I suppose, though I think if they'd seen Harry, it'd have been much worse." Draco replied wearily. He took a sip of his tea and looked at the door leading to Pansy's room.
"Hey, you look really tired. If you want, I can conjure a bed for you." Pansy said. Draco looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Why on earth would you need to conjure up a bed? You know that there's no room in here. Besides, I told you I'd sleep on the floor." Draco pointed out.
"The bed wouldn't go in here you dolt! It'd be in my room. I know you're probably going to need to sleep in the same room as him." Pansy replied back in an annoyed tone, obviously thinking that her friend should've figured this much.
"Oh, um, right. Right, I suppose so." Draco said, blushing furiously. His mind had been in an entirely different place when Pansy said she would conjure a bed for Draco to put in the bedroom. Noticing Draco's reaction, Pansy smirked.
"Draco dear, please tell me you didn't forget that you're a Healer? Honestly, one would think you've become obsessed with Potter." Pansy replied, making Draco blush even more putting the Gryffindor colors to shame.
"Of course I haven't! I know you Pansy. I thought you were insinuating something else!" Draco answered truthfully.
"Draco, I've seen him! Like hell I'd insinuate something like that! Honestly, I'm not that much of a heartless bitch." Pansy hissed. She quickly turned away from him and headed to the door to her room. After a few moments she came back out carrying pillows and a couple blankets, pointedly ignoring Draco.
Draco sighed and made his way into the bedroom. He didn't necessarily like the idea of sleeping in the room with Harry not knowing about it. Noticing that Pansy had indeed conjured him a bed, he went over to it and transfigured some sheets to put on the bed. He then went over to the closet and grabbed a pillow. After he put it on the bed, Draco turned around to face Harry. Wondering exactly what he should do, he decided that he would take a quick shower so that he didn't smell like the chamber that they had been in.
When Draco came back out of the bedroom, Harry was still asleep. Draco silently wondered if he should grab a couple vials of Dreamless Sleep Potion for Harry when thrashing issued from the bed. Walking swiftly to Harry, Draco gently grabbed Harry's shoulders and shook him awake.
"Harry? Harry, hey, wake up." Draco whispered. At the sound of Draco's voice, Harry's eyes shot open and he nearly fell off the bed. Looking around, he found Draco by his side and let out a sigh of relief.
"So I wasn't dreaming." Harry said so softly that Draco had to strain to hear him.
"No, you're not. Are you okay? You were thrashing around and I thought you might need to be woken up." Draco said quietly, not wanting to startle Harry too much.
"What, oh yeah. I'm fine, just had a nightmare. Thanks for waking me up though." Harry said, adverting his eyes away from Draco.
"Your welcome, there's some Calming and Sleeping Potion on the table if you want it." Draco said, indicating to the sky blue and royal purple bottles next to one of Pansy's many books. "Harry, I thought I should tell you, I'm going to be sleeping in here with you. With all your wounds, it's necessary in case something happens to you during the night."
"Oh, okay. Um, where exactly are you sleeping?", Harry asked as he reached for the bottles.
"Right over there on that cot. Don't be afraid to wake me if you need anything. I'm a light sleeper anyways and I'll probably wake up if you call my name. If not, just through something at me, I don't want you walking just yet." Draco said as he walked over to where he'd be sleeping. He doubted that he'd get any sleep. What with Harry over in Pansy's bed, wounded. Try as he might, there really was no point in denying his feelings for Harry to himself.
Draco sat on his bed staring at Harry's sleeping form. He allowed his thoughts to wander to everything from that last charms class in his seventh year to Hermione's pregnant form going back to her empty house.
Looking over to the corner of the room, Draco caught sight of the statue that Harry told him to bring with him. The flames had once again changed color. They still held the emerald green, but they were now a silvery color as well. Bloody hell, what is that thing? Oddly enough, it looks familiar. Draco thought to himself as he tried to get to sleep.
When sleep finally came to Draco, his dreams seemed to revolve around a statue of a silver dragon and, as usual, Harry. By day break, Draco was up and ready to go. Despite the fact that he didn't fall asleep until nearly four in the morning.
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to post! I apologize for the short chapters, I'm trying to make them longer but it's rather difficult at the moment. I don't want to give something away too early, so the chapters are probably going to be short for now. I apologize again for that. If you have any questions, feel free to ask and I'll answer them to the best of my abilities without giving something away. I apologize again for the short chapters and the long waiting for the chapter. Please review, thank you!