AN: Okay so Luna didn't intend to injure Draco that badly, but when she stunned him, he hit his head on a rock when he fell. No one knows that though. :-) . She didn't have SUCH ill-intent, but it's just so much more dramatic with everyone thinking she did. hehe

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Proof That Malfoys Shouldn't Drink

Harry ran outside, followed by Bill and George. Ron was mysteriously absent. Seeing a mass on the grass at the far end of the garden, they ran in that direction. When they reached the shape on the floor, Bill grabbed the coat and pulled it off Draco's body.

"Draco?" Harry said in surprise. "We came out because we heard shouting, and Ron thought he saw a red light through the window"

"He's unconscious, Harry" George said.

"Renervate!" Harry said.

Draco stirred. He sat up, rubbing his head, still shivering.

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"The bitch hexed me! Then she left me to die in the snow!" Draco said angrily. He ran his fingers through his hair and was surprised to feel it was wet in one place. Sticky. He pulled his hand away from his hair and held it up in front of him, horrified to see blood all over his fingers.

"Oh my God! You're bleeding!" Bill exclaimed.

"Really?" Draco asked with a heavy tone of sarcasm.

"Which bitch? Who did this?" George asked, helping Draco stand up.

When he'd steadied himself and straightened himself out, Draco picked up his coat and felt that it was almost drenched from the snow. Harry, Bill, and George looked at him expectantly.

"Lovegood did it" Draco said, somewhat shamefully.

"Luna?" Harry asked, disbelieving.

"Honest, she was standing here barefoot, in this freezing fucking weather and I came to see what was going on. I tried to talk to her and then she hexed me" Draco explained.

"What did you say to her, Malfoy?" Ron asked. No one had noticed when he'd arrived.

"She threatened my family" Draco said, a dangerous tone underlying in the calmness.

"It's freezing; we should go inside" Bill suggested, not wanting a fight to erupt. The group moved inside, Ron and Draco glaring at each other. Harry put a hand on Draco's shoulder and guided him into the house. Ginny had lit a fire and the room was wonderfully warm. Harry ushered Draco to the sofa in front of the fireplace. Everyone took a seat except Ron - who stood in the doorway, arms crossed sulkily.

"I can feel blood running down my neck" Draco commented.

"Get Hermione, she's good with healing spells" Harry instructed Ron. Ron scowled and stalked out of the room. Through the open doorway, Harry saw Ron walk into the bar, which was in the opposite direction from the kitchen where Hermione was.

"Prat" George said, also noticing Ron's path. He stood up and went to fetch Hermione instead.

George burst into the kitchen and startled the ladies, who were laughing loudly and joking about.

"Hermione! We need your help, Malfoy's injured"

Hermione sobered up and followed George out of the kitchen, not asking questions. The reached the living room and entered. Draco looked at Hermione and his vision went fuzzy. He suddenly felt nauseous.

"He's losing blood, and lots of it" Bill said.

Draco felt light-headed. Hermione reacted quickly and started performing some complex magic to heal Draco's wound.

"He's taken quite a hit to the back of his head. He's concussed" Hermione said. After cleaning the wound and healing it as best she could, Hermione cast a spell to get the blood off the couch.

Draco's eyes were closed. His head was pounding and he could see flashing spots in front of his eyes. He heard a male voice say his name. It sounded far away. He didn't respond.

"Draco?!" Harry said again.

"Don't let him fall asleep, Harry, he could go into a coma!"

"Lucien" Draco groaned, opening his eyes only for them to be stung by the incandescent light.

"He's fine, he's with your mum and dad" Harry reassured him, patting his back comfortingly.

The men sat in Harry's sitting room, in front of the fireplace, until Draco had stopped shivering and complaining about his headache. It was almost dawn when Bill went to go see where everyone else had gone. He found Ginny and Hermione sharing Ginny and Harry's double bed. They were both fast asleep, so Bill left them there. George's Muggle wife had taken a couch in the other living room and was sleeping under a blanket. Bill found his wife in the kitchen, cleaning up the mess her and the other ladies had made.

Bill told Fleur all about what had happened that night. Together they began preparing coffee and breakfast.

AN: Concussion is very serious. I've had it before, I had to go to hospital and everything.

Next Chapter: What We Can Be

"No. It brings out the person you truly are" said Draco quietly, giving at Harry with a significant look.

. . .to be continued!