AN Just quickly to begin with, THANK YOU THOSE WHO HAVE REVIEWED! And if anyone read my first review signed 'your darling wife Hannah' then here is an explanation. Yes my name is Amy and therefore am a girl and so is Hannah (encase you hadn't guessed) and we are kinda going out without going out [for starters I'm straight, although if you knew me you might think otherwise but against most peoples belief's I can actually say that I'm pretty confident I'm straight] and therefore we have created the pairing Hanmy!! Also as she is my Beta and partner in crime I shall now sign my notes with it! TA-DA! And for those who didn't read my reviews ignore me and enjoy chapter 2 :D
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CHAPTER TWO- THE LETTER
Harry rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a small medical kit from his top drawer and sat back down beside Draco. The blonde was trembling again and had his shirt wrapped around him but thankfully not buttoned up. Harry had lost his patience by now and was glaring daggers worthy of a Malfoy until the younger finally met his gaze. The glare reminded Draco of... Him. One of the men who had done all of this to him. Draco shrank back into the wall like he was wishing it would just suck him up and end all the pain and suffering.
"Malfoy, you have 2 choices, either you came back here now and let me sort you out as best I can or I send you outside and leave you to your fate" He looked at Draco for what felt like hours as the smaller boy thought. The look in Harry's eyes told him that he would indeed leave him to his doom. Slowly he nodded and tried to find the least painful way to get back to where Harry had originally put him, but found he didn't have to when Potter grabbed him by the thin material of his shirt and dragged him back down the bed, causing him to cry out in pain again.
"Good Malfoy" Harry cooed cruelly and he. He removed the blood stained shirt from the trembling body and had to take a moment to make sure he didn't throw up again. He risked a glance at the body before him breathing deeply he evaluated him. There was more than just a few long deep gashes smothering Draco's front, some older than others, some just fading into scars. Sectemsempra Harry thought bitterly to himself.
He continued to look at the still trembling form of his arch nemesis. Ooh the things he could do to him now and Draco would be completely vulnerable, helpless... which made Harry think why he had come to him in the first place. Draco was not one to show weakness, especially not to an enemy and most definitely not Harry. Draco was a prideful creature. That's all he had after all, his pride, if he lost that he would show weakness and his friends would abandon him, and Harry knew Lucius and knew he wouldn't be very happy with his heir showing any emotion other than smug and arrogance. God forbid Draco should ever crack the slightest hint of a smile.
Harry shook his head and continued to stare in disgust as he made a mental note of the rest of his injuries. Looking closer at Draco's midsection, he noticed a strange kind of lumpy bruise, with even closer inspection he realised it was broken bones that hadn't been set, let to heal in their awkward angles. It was then too he noticed Draco's breathing; it was raspy and slow, like every breath hurt. Maybe there were some older breaks that had healed painfully against his lungs?
On top of them were newer bruises, thick dark purple ones dancing over the once pale flesh, he could hardly see any of what was once the marble perfection of Draco's body. He looked up to see Draco watching him with nervous eyes, waiting for Harry to hurt him there was the slightest tinge of regret in those stormy eyes. Was it regret that he had come to Harry? He hoped not, now he wanted nothing more to help the blonde so he dove into the small medical kit and pulled out some kind of wipe he assumed he had to use to get the blood off, which was still seeping sluggishly through some of the larger gashes.
He wasted no time and hastily put one wipe on Draco's stomach and began rubbing in small circles lightly trying to be gentle. He heard a whimper and looked up to see Draco's hands clenched but his side, eyes closed and face scrunched up in pain. Sighing Harry wondered briefly if he could get away with using magic, he was under age but surely this was an emergency. Then he realised it wouldn't do much good anyway, he hadn't taken any classes on this so all he knew was very few, very simple charms that probably wouldn't affect him with the severity of Draco's wounds.
Harry hurried, being slightly harsher on Draco's body but it would be over sooner, within minutes the blonde was panting with the effort not to cry out but his front was completely rid of blood. Other than that which the larger cuts still insisted on oozing out. Throwing the dirty wipes away Harry grabbed a small needle already threaded with a clear thread and held it up so Draco could see.
"Malfoy, Malfoy look at me!" The aggression in his voice made Draco's eyes snap open immediately "This is probably going to hurt OK? But I need to do it to stop the blood" Draco's eyes were wide and panicky but he nodded his head anyway and closed his eyes again, grasping the sheets like a life line. Harry frowned, he didn't want Draco to fear him, but he needed him to do as he said otherwise this could end up being way more painful on Draco's behalf.
Taking a deep breath and trying to still his shaking hand he brought the needle down to one of the more painful looking gashes and slowly began to cross stitch along it. He knew that wasn't how you were meant to but it was the only stitch he knew and he had to stop the bleeding soon. He continued to work his way down the blonde's firm body, only hearing the occasional whimper from Draco. Harry had to admit he was impressed, this must have been agonising for him. He quickly finished up with the stitching and came up to sit on the bed by Draco's head, running a soothing hand through the messy golden locks.
"It's OK, it's over now I'm all done, you're OK I promise" Harry whispered calmingly, proud of himself for not throwing up at the sight of the blood again, he had never been good with blood. He continued to stroke the blonde for a few more minutes before he heard the faintest of whispers. "What is it Malfoy?" Harry asked softly, his hand never leaving Draco's head.
"M-my back, its b-bleeding t-t-too" He muttered before slipping out of consciousness again. Harry, suddenly alarmed but the amount of blood he saw cover in sheets that he had failed to notice before flipped Draco's body over glad he wasn't awake because that would have hurt like hell. He stumbled back in horror, it wasn't covered in gashes and bruises like the front had been, Harry noticed that there actually wasn't much back left. Almost all the skin was missing, replaced by burnt flesh, he could see the blood still oozing out threw some of the parts which hadn't scabbed over yet, it was enough to make the bile rise back up but he pushed it down, Right now he had more important matters at hand.
He emptied the medical bag out on the floor and found some antiseptic creamy stuff and a little pad. Without thinking he poured the whole contents of the bottle on Draco's back and began to rub it in with the small cloth provided. It took him under a minute at the speed his hand was going. He looked back down and retrieved a gauze, then he picked up 9 more, they were only the size of his palm so 10 wouldn't get him that far. Ignoring that thought he rushed and had them all down in record time although there were still placed of uncovered, scorched flesh.
Harry retrieved a long bandage from the floor beside him and began gently shaking to wake Draco up, for a while there was no movement from the smaller boy but eventually his eyes fluttered open, he recoiled at the sight of someone being so close to him while he was laying on his stomach and in so much pain. The jerky movement however only caused more pain to erupt through his body and he settled for laying still, eyes fixed on Harry, reading his face, looking for a sign that he wanted to hurt him.
"Draco, it's Harry I'm not going to hurt you but I need to to sit up so I can wrap this around you" He lifted the bandage "OK? Then I promise I won't touch you again, right? I will leave you alone to get some sleep" Draco remained still, eyeing Harry for a while before he nodded and tried using his good arm to raise himself. The limb was shaky and Harry knew he needed help just to sit up. I'm screwed if he needs a piss Harry thought to himself as he aided the teen into a sitting position. Realising it was useless trying to stop his own hands from trembling Harry just got on with bandaging Draco, he tried a few attempts at making small talk but he never got a reaction out of the blonde.
Almost 10 minutes later and he was done, Draco was still shaking violently but if that was from pain or fear or even the cold Harry did not know, very gently he lowered the Slytherin so he was laying in his side with his back to the wall. Draco instantly pulled himself into a tight ball and closed his eyes, waiting on the promise of rest. Harry smiled, he knew he had to contact someone, no way could he handle this on his own. Slowly he raised himself from the bed and walked silently over to his desk, but not before pulling the blanket up to the already sleeping boys chin.
Grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill Harry began to right his letter, there was only one person he could trust right now and he really needed his help with this mess.
Dear Professor Dumbledore,
I really need your help. It's about Malfoy I mean Draco Sir. He arrived on my doorstep late tonight and is really badly hurt, I have helped him as best I can with muggle supplies but I'm afraid he needs to go to the hospital. Please come as soon as you can and bring Madame Pomfrey with you.
Many Thanks
Harry Potter
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