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CHAPTER 13 – My Fault
Before he knew what he was doing, Harry took out his wand and threw a stunning spell at the death eater who just killed Johnny.
"Harry?" Mark asked bewildered.
"Leave them alone!" Harry yelled sending another stunner, but it was deflected.
"Aww…but that would be no fun" one of the death eaters pouted, and then with a laugh shot a cutting hex at Sam.
"Aaaaaah" Sam's screams could be heard as he, too, fell to the ground.
"Sam!" Zack yelled running over to Sam's body, trying to stop the bleeding.
"Stupid muggle! That won't work" another death eater said.
"Stupefy!" Harry yelled, aiming at another death eater. Sadly, the death eater deflected the spell and threw his own at Harry, who successfully blocked it. Harry and his friends were now all surrounded. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't possibly fight them all.
"There's no where to go Potter! Our Lord will have you dead before your precious friends will come" a death eater taunted. Harry was about to reply but before he could, he heard at least ten 'pop's and a spell aimed at him, and his world went black.
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Harry slowly woke up, groaning when he wanted to move his body. It felt like it was on fire. He finally opened his eyes, but closed them again when he was assaulted by bright light.
"Close the blinds" he heard a voice say, and when Harry opened his eyes again, he could only see a flicker of a light from a candle beside his bed. Harry took a look around and realized that he was in the infirmary.
"Potter" a voice said from his right. Harry turned his head and saw Snape standing there, Draco and Dumbledore beside him.
"W-what happened?" Harry asked, his voice barley above a whisper.
"Well let's just say you should be glad to be back and in one piece" Snape answered.
"What about…my friends?" Harry asked, casting his eyes down. He heard a sigh, but then Dumbledore answered,
"I'm sorry my boy…but…two were already dead when we came" Johnny and Alexia Harry thought, "One was wounded quit badly by a cutting hex" Sam, "and died before we got him to St. Mungo's. The other two were both hit with spells while we tried to get to you and were taken to St. Mungo's."
"Are they alright then?" Harry asked with hope.
"I'm sorry…but they both passed away. One right after we got there, and the other boy just passed away last night" Dumbledore told Harry, sadness evident in his voice. There was a heavy silence that followed.
"How long have I been out?" Harry asked, trying to stop thinking about his friends, and how all of them were dead because of him.
"Four days. You were hit with a nasty curse, which took us a while to manage and reverse the effects," Dumbledore said.
"I must be off" Dumbledore said after another moment of silence, and left the infirmary.
"Potter…I hope you realize how foolish you were" Snape began, "I specifically told you not to leave the grounds, yet you did, and look what happened. This is exactly what the Dark Lord had been waiting for. A moment where you were off grounds unprotected."
"But how could he have known?" Harry asked.
"Because he is the Dark Lord and put a tracking charm on you, well one of his death eaters did. The moment you were off grounds, he could follow you, and that is exactly what happened. You should lucky that Dumbledore himself had a charm placed on you that would go off the moment you left the school grounds. If we wouldn't have arrived when we did…well I wouldn't want to know what would have happened to you" Snape said, and with that, also left the infirmary.
"Draco-"
"No Potter! How stupid could you be! You could have gotten yourself killed! I mean they killed all of your friends, what says that you would've escaped. You could have died!" and without waiting for a reply, Draco stormed out of the infirmary, leaving a guilty Harry behind.
They're all right! I'm the reason their dead! It's because of me. If I wouldn't have been so stupid! If I would've just listened to Snape…maybe they would all still be alive. I kill everyone. My parents, Credric, Sirius…and now… Harry couldn't even finish his thoughts as he fell asleep.
A green light shot out of a wand and hit Alexia. Her lifeless body fell to the ground, Johnny next.
"You killed them!" Sam yelled at Harry.
"You killed us!" Zack yelled.
"We should have never been friends with you. Because of you, everyone is dead!" yelled Mark.
"Because of you I'm dead!" now there was Credric, pointing his finger at Harry.
"Your fault!" Sirius yelled.
"Your fault!" his parents yelled.
"My fault!" Harry yelled as he woke up from his nightmare. He had tears running down his face. "My fault", he repeated, over and over again. He searched for his glasses, put them on and then got out of his bed. He looked around the infirmary. The only light source was the moon from outside. He searched for something, anything to make his pain go away. "My fault" he kept repeating while he was walking around the in the infirmary. He finally found and empty potion vial on a shelf. He took it and smashed it against the wall, not caring if he woke up Madame Pomfrey. He took the pieces and left the infirmary.
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The next morning, Draco walked to the Hospital Wing, hoping to talk to Harry. He felt guilty about what he had said yesterday, but he was just so mad at Harry's stupidity. When he walked into the infirmary, he saw Professor Snape and Dumbledore speaking to Madame Pomfrey.
"Well I don't know" Snape said.
"Have you checked every place?" Dumbledore questioned.
"Yes, I believe I have" Snape answered.
"Gentlemen" Madame Pomfrey said, "I believe we have an audience" she said, motioning to Draco.
"Oh, Mr. Malfoy" Dumbledore said.
"Professor, where is Harry?" Draco asked, looking at the empty bed.
"We don't know" Dumbledore replied.
"You don't know?" Draco questioned.
"I believe that is what he said," Snape drawled.
"Sorry sir, it's just that…well where is he?" Draco said.
"Obviously not here" Snape sarcastically said.
"Now now Severus, he is just concerned" Dumbledore said, and Snape snorted.
"Oh" Draco said. After a few minutes of silence, Draco excused himself and left the infirmary. He knew of only one place Harry would go, and he hoped that he would be there.
Draco ran up the stairs, and when he finally made it to the Astronomy Tower, he was panting for breath. He opened the door, and almost passed out at the sight. There, Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, sat on the ground in a pool of his own blood. Glass all around him, cuts littering his arm.
"Oh Harry" Draco exclaimed. All he could hear where whispers of "My fault!" Draco at once levitated Harry behind him and started walking back to the Hospital Wing, glad that it was early in the morning and so he came across no other students.
"Madame Pomfrey!" Draco exclaimed once he made it to the infirmary.
"What is it…" she said but stopped when she noticed Harry behind Draco.
"Put him over there" she commanded, pointing to his bed.
For the next three hours, both Madame Pomfrey and Snape worked on Harry. Feeding him potion after potion. Finally they left Draco alone with Harry sleeping in his bed. Draco was brought out of his thoughts as the infirmary doors opened and a voice cried out,
"Oh Harry!" not seeing Draco sitting there, but a certain redhead did.
"Malfoy!" Ron spat.
"Weasley" Draco said, without his usual sneer.
"What are you doing here?" Ron asked.
"Well Harry here, my friend, doesn't seem to be doing to well" Draco said, putting extra emphasis on the word friend and pointed to Harry's sleeping form. Draco had to almost laugh at both of the expressions on Ron and Hermione. This is going to take some explaining Draco thought, watching as Ron and Hermione both pulled up chairs on the other side of Harry and took a seat.
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