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May. 4th, 2007

{Who} Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy
{Where} St. Mungo's
{When} after this

Harry opened his eyes and groaned. It felt like his skull was split open! He grabbed his head - it was bandaged, he noticed - as he sat up in bed carefully. But - this wasn't his bed. Then everything came rushing back.

A doctor came in a few minutes later. "Mr. Potter, my name is Dr. Merton. I assure you that Mr. Malfoy's situation is being taken care of," he said when he saw him opening his mouth. "We don't understand what has happened with the straps, they weren't supposed to come undone."

Harry raised a hand, effectively silencing the doctor. "What do you mean, being taken care of?" he asked carefully. He was boiling inside, but the pain was dulling all the rest. "He didn't do anything. I sat down next to him on the bed and fell down. Simple as that."

Dr. Merton wasn't convinced that easily. And then explained that Draco was once again drugged and strapped down.

"Listen, Doctor, I don't care what you all think! I know him better than anyone in this Hospital! He's not dangerous!! And I demand to be taken there," Harry exclaimed, and winced.

It took some convincing, but being the Boy-Who-Lived had a few ups.

Half an hour later he was on a wheelchair, at the door to Draco's room. "I want him unstrapped and conscious. I don't care," he repeated again in a singsong voice as the nurse opened her mouth, "what you have to do, but I want it done now."

The nurse pursed her lips, but as she had been instructed to do everything Harry Potter said, complied. She stuck a needle in Malfoy's arm, and undid the straps.

"Good." Harry smiled at her thinly. "You can leave now."

As she got out, closing the door behind her, Harry saw Draco beginning to stir. He rolled the wheelchair closer to the bed and waited.


May. 7th, 2007 10:56 pm (UTC)
Harry shrugged and slid on the chair, letting his head rest on the back of it. His headache was coming back - but he didn't want to leave.

"So, what have you done in all this time?" Harry asked quietly.
May. 7th, 2007 11:02 pm (UTC)
"This and that," Draco hedged. "The Germans are so bad once you get to know them. You?"
May. 7th, 2007 11:13 pm (UTC)
He looked at the ceiling, feigning thoughtfulness. "Hmm, let's see... Training, conveniently forgetting my friends, having nightmares and not being able to sleep for days," he shrugged. "The usual. Nothing new here. Ah yes," he exclaimed, raising a hand. "Crying for days, too."
May. 7th, 2007 11:16 pm (UTC)
"Bloody girl," Draco rolled his eyes. "You know, the guys have name for what you are Potter, Emo. And emo ain't good, let me tell you. It's right up there with Barney and Hitler."
May. 7th, 2007 11:24 pm (UTC)
Harry chuckled. "Emo? Where does that come fr- oh. Emotional, then?" He laughed, "up there with Barney and Hitler? Ohh, another one over Voldemort! Score!" He shook his head, feeling laughter bubbling in his chest.

Then he remembered something. "You know, Ginny and Blaise have twins! They're beautiful," he said, a wide grin on his face.
May. 7th, 2007 11:27 pm (UTC)
"Blaise Zabini? I can't believe the Weaselys' would condone it." Draco scoffed and then added quietly. "He's a Death Eater Harry, and probably active too."
May. 7th, 2007 11:47 pm (UTC)
Harry gulped, and his eyes became hooded and - older, somehow. "I know. But he loves Ginny and the twins - and I believe he was forced to join the DEs." He sighed, "but I fear for Ginny and the twins' lives if he fails a mission."


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