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Chapter 13

Blood soaked the floor, it took me a moment I must say to realise it was all mine. It was almost kind of beautiful. The red. I wanted to reach out a hand to touch it but my arm felt heavy and dull when I tried so I just lay still, unmoving. I didn't hurt; I didn't feel much of anything.

My face rested on the stone floor, I could tell my nose was bent at a funny angel but I couldn't find the heart to care. My forehead was cold on the stone, cold but smoothing.

I knew it wouldn't be long before he came back, to beg for forgiveness, to tell me I deserved what I got, to tell me he loved me, I was not quite sure what excuse he would use or how he would turn it around, however I did know that I would forgive him, I always did, it was always my fault anyway. I let him beat out my pride, my dignity, my innocence until I was left with nothing, left with only a broken soul and a hand that disciplined.

Seamus knew something I didn't, something I had trapped deep down inside me, something he was trying to save me from, all I wondered was could he save me from himself at the same time.

"Malfoy?" a scream, I know it must sound louder but the voice was muffled.

"Malfoy?" wait was that person calling me? I tried to open my mouth to reply but nothing came out, only a whimper.

I could hear footsteps; they echoed on the stone and vibrated against the walls. It made my head hurt.

"Draco," I know that voice.

The person knelt next to me and put a soft hand against my cheek, they turned my head and for a split moment I thought he was back to finish me off, back to kiss me, I closed my eyes as pain rushed through my head when he moved me, he hushed me as I whimpered.

"I'll get help, I'll go get help," he was panicking.

"Don't leave me," I managed to chock out, I coughed, feeling a splutter dribble down my chin as I did so, I coughed again as he stroked me face, more blood erupted from me.

"I need to go get you help," he hushed me as tears suddenly starter to leak from my eyes, "I'll be right back, I promise, I wouldn't lie to you," I tried to beg or pled for him to stay, but did not, my vision grew blurry once again as I heard him run down the corridor.

I tried to call out, to get him to stop but as I opened my mouth more blood flowed out so I gave up trying to communicate, instead I wished him back to me.

Time passed slowly, the minutes ticked by seemed like hours, my eyes started to droop I no longer had the energy to open them, I was locked into the position he had left me in with no hope of movement, just waiting for him to return.

I must have drifted off for the next thing I remember is bright lights attacking me even though my eyes were glued shut and silence. It hung heavy in the air as I tried to break out of the darkness which held me captive. I somehow managed to tear my heave lids apart to be shocked into white light and aches and pains, all of which made me feel alive. My throat burned, my nose felt as though it had been cut off and then been sew back on again, everything burnt and I throbbed all over.

I blinked hoping that it would become less blurry if I did so, I only succeeded in making myself dizzy.

Unsuccessfully I tried to sit up but a soft hand on my shoulder stopped me.

"Don't try to move," it came from a gruff deep voice, almost like it hadn't been used in a while. My breathing caught in my throat, why were they so close, it was him, he had come back, he was angry.

"Draco breath, it's okay, he's not going to hurt you again, its harry, your safe."

Harry? Harry Potter? I was safe?

"What happened?" I managed to choke out, my voice painful to use, dry and sore. I blearily looked over to the boy sitting next to me, he has placed himself in a visitor chare and looked to be honest rather uncomfortable. He looked at me with startling emerald eyes, his mouth pressed into a sharp line.

"You don't remember?" He asked gruffly.

"I guess I do, I just hoped I was wrong,"

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"Ginny don't cry," I said while the girl clutched my hand and sobbed.

"But just look at you," she cried loudly, I winced but she seemed not to notice.

"Thanks Gin, and here I was thinking I was looking better than I was," she glared at my through her tears and sighed.

"Well that wouldn't have taken much now would it?" she snapped at me, looking at me hard, as though it were my fault I were in this situation. She angrily whipped her face clear of tears that were streaming out of her honey eyes. "I'm sorry, but I was just so worried."

"I know Gin, and I'm sorry, I shouldn't be making jokes," I said but the smile I'm sure was still evident on my face.

"No you really shouldn't," exclaimed a voice from the door. Seamus leaned against the hospital wing door, his arms crossed over his chest, his dark eyes wild and bright. "I've been worried about you," he said and he moved further into the room, I shrank back into my bedding as my breath caught in my throat. He stalked over to where I lay, ignoring Ginny's presence altogether for the moment.

"What…what are you doing here?" I stuttered, hoping I didn't sound half as scared as I felt.

"Silly," he touched my forehead and I tried hard not to flinch, "why would your boyfriend visit you in the hospital?" his grip on my forehead suddenly tightened as his fingers ran through my hair.

"I…" I had no clue what I was trying to say but I knew what I wanted to scream, I wanted to scream for him to let go, to stop touching, to leave me alone, but I didn't, no words escaped me.

"What's up baby? Cat got your tongue?" he smirked.

I had no chance to reply because even before I could think of words to turn them into sentences a fist came out of nowhere to collide with Seamus' face. It knocked him and set him off in his stance, his lip slit open from the sudden harsh contact but surprisingly he recovered rather well from the hit and as he quickly got back his senses he spun around to see his attacker. All the while Seamus was recovering from the strike I was viewing my saviour.

There next to my bed, his back straight, fists clutched by his sides, breathing heavily but a smug look on his face stood one Harry Potter.

The boys faced each other, both glaring daggers at each other, "What the fuck Potter? Why did you fucking punch me twat?"

"We both know why I punched you Finnigan, you stay the fuck away, I mean it, you stay the fuck away from him." Harry growled, I had never seen him look so fierce before. I knew before I had seen him that Seamus would have seen red, he whipped his wond out, pointing it threateningly at the green eyed boy.

Harry on the other hand acted strangely calm, just smirked at the Irish boy.

"What the fuck you smirking at?" Seamus yelled.

"What is going on around here?" Madam Pomfery bustled around the corner, gasping at what she found behind the curtain placed around her only patient. "Mr Finnigan, put your wond down at once, just what do you think you are doing? All of you? Mr Finnigan it seems you are doing Mr Malfoy more bad than good, I expect you to leave at once, off you go," Seamus went without much of a fuss, just with a promising look to both myself and Harry that this was not over. "You two Miss Weasly and Mr Potter please, Mr Malfoy needs his rest," she left the space leaving the 3 in an somewhat comfortable silence.

The comfortable silence lasted for not long before a pregnant once overtook.

"Well I suppose I'll give you two a minuet," and with that Ginny left the room, a smile on her face.

"How are you doing?" he sat down on my bed, his eyes focused solemnly on the floor and his hands clasped nervously in his lap.

"Much better thank you," he nodded, telling me that he had heard.

"Good, good." He nodded as though he were agreeing with himself. "Can I ask you a question?"

"You just did but sure," I turned on my side to face him more directly on, it hurt to turn over but after a few moments I did turn and my back felt all the better for it.

"Why were you with him?"

"Why do you care?"

"Maybe I don't but I just want to know what fuck ass excuse your gunna use to justify what's been happening," he snarled.

"Well why would I tell you, you don't care, not for me, not for anything that's been happening, you don't give a rats fucking left testical Potter so don't fucking start …" and that's when he kissed me.

And that's where this story ends … lol just kidding, need reviews to find out what happens next!