Draco sighed as he tried to open his eyes, where was he? And why in hell did his body hurt so much? What happened last night?
With careful movements Draco started rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. But as he opened them he noticed that the room he was lying in wasn't his. Panic spread in his body as he tried to sit up to hurry off from where ever he was, then he suddenly felt it. The throbbing pain from his chest and his leg. He looked down and saw a neatly made bandage on his leg and on one of his hands. Why in hell do I have bandages on me? Who did this,,,,? Then it dawned on him where he was and why. The hospital wing, it was clear as hell now. The furniture, the beds, the roof, the walls, the smell, the sounds, it all told him that he was there. Memories of last night flooded his mind. Draco felt his heart started beating rapidly as he tried to ease himself. The faces of the alphas appeared in front of his sight. With a scream, he tried to push the faces away but they only seemed to come closer. That was when he heard a voice next to him, a nice soothing voice that told him that everything was fine. It was then he saw her, a woman that he always would recognize especially when he looked at her clothing.
Madam Pomfrey looked at him with sad, tired eyes. "It is alright mr Malfoy, you are safe now." It almost felt like a déjà vu when he heard the words coming from her mouth but he decided not to think much about it. "But you will soon feel worse if you don't lie down this instance!"
Draco did what he was told and sunk down onto his pillow once more. It appeared as if it was an early morning, the sun would soon rise and make all the creatures wake up one by one. The room was slightly lit up but only from a few candles. "Madam Pomfrey,,," Draco was abruptly interrupted by his two best friends. They hurried to his bed from where they had been laying.
"Oh Draco sweetheart! You are finally awake!" Pansy said as she hurried to his side. But as she came close she stopped. It was clear that she didn't want to end up hurting him more than he already was. She tried to scan which part of his body that would be okay to hug.
"Drake, you really scared us for a while!" Blaise said as he sat himself down on the edge of Draco's bed.
Even if Draco was happy too see them he was still a bit surprised, had they stayed with him all night? "Don't think that I am not happy to see you two but what are you doing here?"
"Mr Malfoy, it appears that your friends are pretty good at talking and after much debating with me last night they finally made me agree to letting them stay." She paused and turned towards Blaise and Pansy. "However you two, that will not work another time! Remember that!" Both of them nodded in agreement.
After making sure that Draco was fine madam Pomfrey walked away to send a message for professor McGonagall and she left the trio alone.
"I can't believe you Draco, you promised to be careful and look what happened!" Pansy yelled but lowered her voice when she saw madam Pomfrey step out of her room with a stern look. "You said you would take it easy." She muttered to his friend.
"Sorry Pansy, I really am extremely sorry." Draco lifted his arm with much force and gave his friend a hug. She hugged him back with much force, almost to make sure that he was here in the room still intact.
"Lucky for you that Potter saved your sorry ass!" Blaise muttered with a slight annoyed tone. Wait what? Potter, as in Harry Potter? The golden boy,,, saved me?
"What?" Draco asked, his whole body started to feel warm. Had Harry really saved him? And why couldn't he remember?! When had he been saved? Draco remembered a slight touch against his cheek but that was it.
"Yeah, we were looking for you in the entire school and when the darkness fell we got so worried that we talked to professor McGonagall to ask for her help. And when we were standing there talking Potter appeared in the doorway. You should have seen him, all blooded. It looked like he had been in a heck of a fight." Blaise paused as he noticed Draco's worried look. "But then he told us that it wasn't his blood but yours. I thought my heart stopped." Blaise remembered how angry he had felt. He had wanted to kill Potter then and there. It was a bit sad to say that he had thought so lowly of the golden boy.
"Yeah, I was ready to kill that son of a ,," She stopped and looked at her friend with an apologizing look. "Then he told us what really happened and we hurried to the hospital wing as fast as we could. Apparently Potter and professor McGonagall took care of the shitty alphas last night." It was clear by her expression that she wanted to have been with them.
"But why did Harry,,, why did he have my blood on his clothes?" Draco looked down and he couldn't even see a slight speck of blood on his. Hold on for a second, this isn't my clothes! Draco felt a bit disgusted, whose clothes was he wearing?! And who had changed his old clothes to the new ones?!
"Harry carried you all the way here." Pansy gave Draco a look that hinted on something dirty. He knew her to well to not see the small hint hidden in her eyes. "So maybe you have a chance after all with that prince of yours." She grinned as Draco started to blush.
"I don't know what you are talking about." He answered and tried to look clueless but he knew that he failed. "You know as well as I do that he is nice to anyone that needs help." Draco understood that it had to be it. It just had to be the cause. That Gryffindor boy was just too nice!
"Maybe, maybe not. He looked really angry when he told us about those alpha skunks!" Blaise turned to look at Pansy to get some support, in trying to cheer their friend up.
"Yeah, you will see! Soon you will have had your first kiss and all!" Pansy winked as she grinned wide. Kiss,,, first kiss. Somehow his entire body started to feel weird and his lips started to tingle. Why was her statement affecting him? Was there something he missed? Had he gotten a hard punch right into his head last night? Kiss,,, kiss,,, ki-. Draco felt his heart speed up, his pulse was beating like a racing-horse and his cheeks was starting to burn. Why in hells name had he forgotten about the kiss?! Draco thought back to yesterday's incident where he had actually kissed Harry. OH DEAR MERLIN WHAT HAVE I DONE?! The memories about feeling weakened came across his mind. He had been too weak to resist the temptation, Harry had smelt so good. Why myself, just why?! Slowly Draco touched his lips with his healthy hand. He couldn't believe it, that he with those lips had actually kissed Harry Potter. The lips felt hot as he tried to remember the kiss. One thing he was curious about was how Harry had reacted. Had he been shocked or disgusted? Even if Draco tried his best he couldn't for his life remember the facial expression of Harry after the kiss. Then it dawned on him, he and Harry had shared a kiss, his first kiss, Harry would never be able to take it back! HA! He and Harry would always have shared a kiss and nothing could take that from him!
"Blaise can you please get madam Pomfrey I think Draco is feeling worse." Pansy inspected the rosy cheeks and the flustered look on Draco's face.
"Okay, wait here and keep a look at him." After Blaise stood up and walked away as Pansy turned her head to Draco.
"Don't think that you can fool me so easily! What did Potter do to you?" She searched his eyes for an answer. "Did he take advantage of you?"
Draco looked at his friend and he didn't know what to do, should he tell her about the kiss or ignore her searching eyes. "He didn't take advantage of me! It was I who.." Draco stopped as he felt himself blush more deeply. Why did I just tell her that?
"Oh dear Draco what have you done to Potter boy?" Pansy looked as if she would fly away of excitement and she tried her best not to jump up and down while she waited for Draco to answer.
"I didn't do anything,, well I mean I didn't do anything completely bad." Draco glanced over Pansy's shoulder to see if Blaise was back, luckily he weren't. "Promise me you won't tell a soul!" Pansy nodded so much that it was surprising that her head didn't flew off from her shoulders. Draco leaned in and whispered the news to her. "I kissed him."
Fireworks was almost seen coming from Pansy's eyes as she looked at Draco. She jumped, shrieked and smiled so wide that she would sure have pain in her cheeks for a week. "I can't believe it! You kissed him! Did he kiss you back?"
"Well I don't know, maybe."
"What do you mean maybe?" Pansy stopped moving around and looked a bit confused.
"I don't really remember everything and I don't remember anything after the kiss." Draco took a pause and he could clearly see Pansy giving him a suspicious look. "I am serious Pansy! One moment my lips touched his and the next I woke up in here having my bones mended by madam Pomfrey." Oh dear Merlin, now when I said it out loud,,, that doesn't sound good. What if something more happened and I missed it,,, I SUCK!
"Oh dear, so you are saying that one minute you were kissing him and the next you woke up in a bed?!" Pansy's eyes was like two bright suns when she looked at her friend and Draco could clearly see something take over her mind. "OH DEAR! Draco lean forward at once!"
Draco looked at Pansy for a moment and didn't really understand what she was talking about, why would she want him to lean,,, then it hit Draco. She wanted to see if there were a mark on his neck. Surely I would have felt it if I had one and doesn't your scent change when you make a bond? I don't feel any different or smell different for that matter. But maybe it is different for some people,, maybe. What if there is a mark? What should I do then?Draco crunched down like a ball in his bed and let his hair fall over his eyes. "Do you see anything?" Pansy leaned over and looked. She let out a disappointed sighed that was enough answer for Draco. "Shit you really scared the hell out of me Pansy!"
"I am so disappointed! Potter is a lame excuse for an alpha, he should have bonded with you when he had the chance,,,,, lame-ass!" Pansy slumped down on the bed next to Draco's and pushed out her lower lip in a sulking sort of way.
"Really, you think that would have been a good start in a relationship, to bond with a person who has broken bones and was on the edge of fainting?"
"Well I would have done it."
"Of course you would have done it but Harry is nice and heroic, he wouldn't force someone." Draco blushed and looked down on his blanket. "Plus he wouldn't want someone like me anyways."
"Come on Drake stop staying stupid things like that!" Pansy stood up and slapped his shoulder. This caused Draco to look a bit surprised.
"Really, you would slap your friend who is already hurt?!" Draco asked as he raised his hand to his shoulder. "Some friend you are."
"Oh come on, you are already healed. The only thing you have is some bruises and pain from getting your bones mended." Pansy mumbled as she turned her head to Blaise who was emerging with madam Pomfrey behind him.
"So I take it that mr Malfoy is still feeling a bit worse. Maybe it is best for you two to leave your friend here for now. It is soon time for breakfast in the great hall." Madam Pomfrey said as she started to push Pansy and Blaise out from the hospital wing.
"But,," Pansy said while she was shooed away.
"No, I won't fall for that again ms Parkinson." Draco smiled as he waved goodbye to his friends who was still trying to stay there with him. It was actually pretty nice of them to be so persistent but what he really wanted now was to rest and he doubted that he would get it with both Blaise and Pansy in the same room as himself. After the door was closed madam Pomfrey turned back towards Draco and gave him a smile. "So, Draco please have some rest and I will wake you up later."
"You will wake me up later, how come?" Didn't she say last night that I should sleep as much as I could to heal faster? Draco looked up at madam Pomfrey who smiled reassuring.
"Well Minerva is coming later today, she wants to ask you some questions about what happened yesterday." She turned towards the clock that was standing in one corner. "I think she will arrive after ten o'clock. Sleep now sweetie." Draco wasn't really sure he had heard her correctly; did she really just call him sweetie? He had been under the impression that she wasn't overly fond of him but maybe he was wrong.
It was easier than he first thought to fall asleep, he had been so deadly tired and the only thing he wished for was to doze off to the land of dreams. There he met Harry, standing on a porch to a house that looked like it belonged in a fairy tale.
"Should I wake him up Minerva?" Madam Pomfrey asked as the headmistress sat herself down on a chair next to Draco's bed.
"No let him sleep a bit more." Minerva looked at the small boy in the bed next to her. She felt so much pain and sadness to know that it was mostly her own fault for this to have happen to Draco. If she had ordered the ghosts to keep an eye on the boy this wouldn't have occurred.
"How did it go?" Poppy turned to look at Minerva who raised her eyes from the cut on Draco's head.
"I announced in front of everyone that those ten alphas are suspended from school for a year and then I confiscated their wands." She couldn't pretend that this was something she was happy about but she knew that those pupils had done something horrible to Draco and it was lucky that mr Potter had found him in time.
"Oh, only a suspension? I would have expelled them from the school Minerva." Poppy was shocked but knew that this was probably for the best when it came down to it. "When will you tell the parents?"
"I told the students that they would get to choose if they wanted me to tell their parents or if they wanted to do so themselves." Minerva smiled when she noticed the look of surprise in Poppy's eyes.
"Minerva you are surely too nice on those bullies. You should have seen poor Draco last night before I changed the clothes, washed his wounds and healed some of his cuts." Poppy looked at the sleeping boy and she felt a wave of compassion run through her.
"Oh, have you started to call him Draco? I thought you didn't like the boy that much Poppy." Minerva smiled as she noticed the slight blush that was spreading on Poppy's cheeks.
"I have decided to change my mind on that matter, this boy is really a nice one and I am very sad that he was forced to obey that dark lord. Draco really is kind hearted." Poppy was a bit ashamed that she had been one of those few in the school that didn't think Draco Malfoy was worthy a second chance. But she had been wrong, he deserved a second chance more than anyone.
"I know, that is why I let him come to the school this year. I knew that he was a nice boy and I was correct on that matter." Carefully to not wake Draco up she patted his head before she and Poppy walked into the office. Minerva wanted to know how long it would take for Draco to be able to return to his classes and some other things.
Two hours later Draco woke up, feeling a bit heavy but otherwise better than before. Maybe madam Pomfrey was correct that all he needed was some rest and then he would start feeling better in no time at all. On his right side was both madam Pomfrey and professor McGonagall. They smiled as he slowly tried to sit up.
"Hello Draco, how are you feeling dear?" Professor McGonagall asked while Draco reached for his glass of water.
"Better than before." Draco gave them both a reassuring smile.
"Well that is great to hear." Madam Pomfrey walked up to him and checked his bandages. "I must say that I am surprised to see that almost all the bones are completely healed."
"I am glad to hear it, I don't think it would be easy writing with my left hand." Draco gave her a smile as she stepped backwards. "Thank you madam Pomfrey for all your help, if you weren't here I would still be broken and hurt here and there." To his happiness, he noticed a wide smile spread for a short time on her lips.
"It is my job to take care of the pupils of Hogwarts." She mumbled but it was clear that she was happy.
"Draco." Professor McGonagall said which made him to turn his head towards her. "I must ask you something very important, it is about Debbie." Debbie? Professor McGonagall noticed Draco's distressed look and she raised her hand to calm him down. "Don't worry there is nothing wrong with her, I just wanted to ask you if I should tell her what happened to you yesterday."
"No absolutely not!" Draco almost yelled his answer but he knew what would happen if she learnt about the attack. She would never leave his side, ever. It would be a miracle if she even let me go to class on my own. No, it is better if she doesn't find out at all.
"I thought so, but I just wanted to make sure." She smiled as she saw how Draco started to relax. "Now when that is taken care of, I want to ask you how you are feeling about what happened yesterday."
The room went silent and Draco looked down on his white bedsheets. He didn't really want to think about what happened last night but he understood that she probably needed some information. "I, I am feeling alright I guess." How are you supposed to feel after an attack? I want to break those bastards into small pieces, but otherwise I am feeling better. Sure I am scared that it will happen again and Harry won't be there to protect me, but other than that I am fine, totally fine, really totally fine. "Well, I am still feeling sad about it. And angry."
"That is only natural to feel something like that and if you want to talk about it please tell me or any other teacher so we can help you deal with it." She lowered her head and looked down on the floor. "I am so, so sorry Draco." Draco noticed a tear slowly running down her cheek.
"Pr-professor, why are you apologising?" Draco couldn't understand why she said she was sorry, for what? What had she done? The only thing she had done ever since he returned was being nice and supporting.
"Draco, it is partly my fault that you are lying here." She gestured to his hospital bed. "I knew that there were pupils that wanted to harm you. And what did I do? I let you roam around the school without anyone with you. I am so thankful that mr Potter came when he did and saved you."
Draco blushed deep red. Harry,,, oh dear Merlin what should I do next time I see him? "You don't have to say sorry professor McGonagall. I am alright." He gave her his best smile he could give at that moment.
"Thank you, but I am still very sorry! Please get better soon and I will return tomorrow to see what we can do about your classes." She gave him a quick and gentle hug before she walked out of the room. Madam Pomfrey looked at him a bit more before she also stepped out, telling him that Hagrid needed some help with changing his bandages.
Finally, alone at last. Draco lowered his body down on his bed and sighed in relief.
Suddenly the door opened and to Draco's enormous surprise it was no other than Harry Potter standing there looking a bit distressed. Their eyes met instantly and there were a strange feeling growing between them. Ha-harry, what is he doing here?! "He-hello." It was obvious that he didn't know what he was supposed to do. The discomfort was clear as day but even so he walked over with slow steps to Draco who was still lying on the bed.
"H-hi." Draco didn't know what so say or what to do. The raven-haired person before him looked so sexy and handsome as he walked slowly towards Draco. Fuck that is soo hot! The nervousness was growing with each step Harry took. Draco wanted nothing more than to fly away or fly right onto Harry kissing him so hard that he would pass out. What should I say? Dear Merlin help me, help me, HELP ME!
Harry looked at him for a while before saying anything. "How are you feeling?" If Draco didn't know better, he could have sworn that he saw a slight blush on Harry's cheeks. Feeling about what?! The kiss? The beating? The kiss? The cuts on my body? The KISS?! No myself, he is most likely talking about the cuts and the fight last night,,, I hope. If it is about the kiss I don't know what to tell him…
"Well I feel as good as someone who has been beaten up can. You should know the feeling, haven't you been laying in one of these beds like a hundred times?" What is WRONG with me?! Be nice myself! But to Draco's surprise and relief Harry didn't look offended or even mad at his statement. In fact, it looked like the raven-haired boy was smiling, but that couldn't be it,,,, right?
"I am glad to see that you are yourself again." Harry mumbled as he sat down on the chair next to Draco's bed. Somehow Harry had started to relax and Draco could feel the change in the air.
Draco was extremely surprised, why in hell was Harry sitting next to him when he had been so eager to stay away from him just a day ago? Suddenly Draco remembered that he had forgotten to say something extremely important. "Oh, I almost forgot." He looked into Harry's emerald eyes and he felt the pull between them grow. What was it with those eyes that made him want to lose control? The only thing he wanted to do was to throw himself onto Harry. With a low voice, almost like a whisper he told raven-haired male what he wanted to say. "Thank you for saving me, Harry." Draco gave the other male a smile while trying hard to supress the blush from starting to spread. Who would have thought that a day would come where I would be thanking Harry for something? Oh dear if my father would hear me now, he would strangle me to death. But that would be a thousand times better than him learning my heart's wish to mate with Harry. Oh if he ever finds out about that he wouldn't strangle me, no he would rip me into pieces,,, if he didn't have a heart attack by the news first. There is a high possibility for that happening!
Harry blinked a few times in disbelief before he stared down on his shoes mumbling. "That's the third time."
"What's the third time?" Draco spat out and he regretted it the same time the words left his mouth. He was starting to get slightly annoyed over his own behaviour. Why am I behaving like a piece of crap?! I suck! S-U-C-K, suck!
"It is the third time that you are calling me by my first name." Harry looked up and into Draco's eyes. Those green eyes were filled with something warm which caused Draco to almost faint.
What should I say? Come on me! Think of something to say to him! The silence in the room was nerve wrecking but what should he say? Where there a correct answer to use in this situation? Draco's heart almost stopped by how precious Harry looked when he said that. His mouth went dry in a matter of seconds and he tried his best to make himself say anything to answer Harry. It was impossible, it didn't come out so much as a beep. Why has he been keeping count? Is that even normal?Finally, Draco felt an answer was coming up to the surface and he opened his mouth. "Well it is your name, right? Or have you gotten more stupid over the years?" WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! I am behaving like a fucking ass! Draco knew that if he didn't stop talking soon Harry would hate his guts forever.
But Harry didn't seem to get angry at all, instead a smile formed on his lips and he looked extremely amused. "Yeah it is my name but I never thought I would hear you calling me that again."
"Oh, do you want me to call you by your last name instead? You know to keep to our tradition?" Draco glanced at him and he felt a bit nervous to hear the answer.
"No- no- no I like it, I mean, I like being called Harry,,,, by you." Harry smiled and Draco couldn't help but feeling his heart speed up. What had that pause meant? A sweet silence surrounded them and neither of them dared to break it while controlling their emotions for one another. Why were there such a long pause between called Harry,, by you? Is he saying that he likes it when I call him Harry but he doesn't care about the others? Or is it just that he likes to hear his name in general? "But if you call me Harry should I start calling you Draco?" He winked as he said it which caused Draco to blush. He averted his eyes from Harry's searching ones as he tried to make it seem like he didn't care.
"I-i- if yo-you w-want t-t-tto." Oh dear I got it bad…
Harry started to laugh, never in his life had Draco seen something so beautiful, it was like he was star-struck by the sight. "I didn't think stupidity was contagious. Sorry I should have stayed at a distance from you." He said while he continued to laugh. Draco thought that if he had to choose a mood for Harry to always have, he would choose happiness. Never in his life had he seen the raven-haired boy look so perfect, sure he looked absolutely delicious when he wore his quidditch uniform and had that special look in his eyes that told everyone that he was ready to kick some ass. But this was something else, something even better than that, something that could make him melt into a puddle on the floor.
"Ha ha ha you are so funny Harry." But Draco had to admit to himself that the comment was actually pretty good.
"I know right? I was once told that I was the comedian in the Gryffindor house." Harry held his nose up high in the air with a smug smile plastered on his face.
"Oh I always thought it was the red-head but then again you have to have at least two braincells to tell a joke." Draco was surprised to hear Harry laughing at his statement instead of being angry with him. If he would have gotten angry Draco have understood, he had just said something rather mean about Harry's best friend.
"Ohhhh it is so bad that Ron wasn't here right now and heard you." Harry paused and dried of a tear that had crept out from his eyes. "He would have loved to give you a fitting comeback to that!"
"Oh and you won't do it because?"
"I am not as good as him,,, or you at those things." Harry admitted rather embarrassed. Harry praised me? The golden boy just praised me? If he kisses me now I will know for sure that this is a dream or an illusion from taking too much painkillers!
Draco looked down on his hands, one of them had a bandage on it. That would be so boring when he came back to his classes, he wasn't used to write with the left hand but then again, he could always learn or use magic. As he looked down trying to make the blushing on his face fade he noticed the sudden change in the air. The relaxed sweetness was suddenly replaced by a nervousness radiating from Harry as he sat there fidgeting with his fingers. "So,, I want to ask you about one thing,,, about yesterday."
If it was possible Draco stared even harder at his hands, he felt like if he raised his head right now he would lose his cool completely. "Oh?" Shit what could he want to ask me about?! Did I do something even worse after the kiss, oh dear Merlin what if I told him my undying love for him,,, or worse, what if I puked on him!
"Well do you remember anything about yesterday?" It was clear as day that Harry was uncomfortable to ask him the question, which gave Draco a good indication about what the other hinted on.
"Parts of it, but some are just a blur." Which was the truth, he really didn't remember how the two of them made it to the floor were the hospital wing was located. It was like he had been attacked, picked up and suddenly appeared in the hallway close to the hospital wing in less than five minutes.
"Ohh." Disappointed about the answer Harry looked down at the floor. "I should have known."
The pain that was hidden but not invisible in Harry's eyes gave Draco a big push into telling him that he did in fact remember the kiss among other things. Because even if it was embarrassing,, like he could die it was still better than seeing Harry disappointed. "I do remember some parts, especially one thing." Draco glanced up at Harry through his eyelashes while biting his lower lip. Shit this is hard! Don't chicken out now myself!
"Wh-what do you remember?" Harry's eyes looked like they were pleading for a certain answer and that gave Draco the final push to finally say something. Those emerald eyes were begging for something and Draco wanted to know what. And if it was the kiss Harry was hinting on, he just had to take it. Maybe he would get punched, but would Harry really punch a guy that was lying there on a hospital bed bruised and hurt? Maybe he wants to know because he liked it and wants to do it again? The inner voice said and Draco gave himself a mental slap to forget that stupid suggestion.
"Well, I remember the ki-." Before Draco could finish his sentence the door flung opened and in stormed Pansy holding cakes in one hand and two bottles of pumpkin juice in the other.
"HELLO! Draco be happy that your friend blessed you with her presence!" She abruptly stopped dead track when she noticed who was sitting next to Draco. Both of them looked shocked and embarrassed. "Ohh, sorry.. don't let me disturb you." She winked at Draco who blushed in a deep crimson colour, while she walked backwards towards the door. But as she had taken a few steps she was stopped by Harry.
"No I was just about to go." He turned his head and smiled. "Bye and get better soon,,, Draco." The last words were said low as a whispered but Draco heard it and blushed to his very core. Apparently Pansy had also heard it and when the door closed behind Harry she rushed to Draco's side throwing the things that she held into the bed next to his.
"DRACO? Since when did you start calling each other by your first names?" Her eyes were gleaming with joy and she sat down while she waited for the answer.
"I, I don't know. I apparently called him Harry yesterday when he saved me and I happened to do it once more today. When I did he told me that he liked it and then he asked if I would be okay with him calling me Draco." He sighed as he remembered the blush on Harry's face, what would he have looked like if Draco had told him about the kiss? Would that blush been transform into a purplish colour?
"Ohhh dear Merlin! That is huge Draco! Please tell me you told him to call you Draco from now on?" She jumped up and down in her chair. "Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me,,"
"OKAY! Just stop chanting, please!" Draco shouted and to his relief she did what she was told and zipped her mouth shut. "Thank you. And please be still for a moment, your jumping makes my head hurt."
With that comment, Draco received a look of scepticism from Pansy. "Really, me jumping up and down on this chair makes your head hurt… I would like to know how that is possible."
"Didn't I tell you to stop talking?" Draco asked and started to laugh as he saw her clasp one of her hands tight against her mouth. "Thank you. I said that if he wanted to call me Draco he could do that." Pansy's eyes grew wider as she waited patiently for Draco to continue. "So he will now call me Draco."
A look of extreme disappointment spread over Pansy's face. " y? That's it?!" Draco started to laugh as he noticed smoke coming out of her ears.
"Well,,, I never said that was it, or did I?" With an evil smirk, he continued his story. "I have to tell you the best part of it all. He has been keeping count how many times I have called him Harry, it is three by the way if you want to know."
Pansy sparkled like a diamond. "Reeeeeaaallly! That is so precious! I never thought Potter boy would have a cute side. But I guess you always knew that." Pansy grabbed a cake and threw it to Draco who was extremely grateful. Weirdly enough the food in the hospital wing didn't taste as good as the food in the great hall, maybe it was the lack of company. He took his first bite and it was heavenly. The cake was soft and sweet, creamy and perfect. "Draco do you want me to get a room for you and your friend." Pansy pointed at the cake in his hand and started to laugh. Draco just glared at her before he continued with his food.
When the drinks and cakes were finished, Draco sighed. It was pure luck that he had Pansy for a friend, especially now when she was babbling about the possibilities of Harry being in love with him. It felt nice.
"Really Pansy, come on you and I are normal, well I am,,, you I don't really know." He ducked as Pansy threw a paper bag towards him, it missed by ten centimetres. "You really need to practise your throws."
"Hey it was because the bag was made of paper otherwise you would have been hit!" Pansy walked around his bed and picked up the trash.
"I believe that when I see it!" Draco poked out his tongue towards her. "Well to explain myself, I am normal in a sense that good things don't just happen to me. I am a nobody, an ex-death eater, an omega, does that sound like someone Harry would choose? No I don't think so."
"Oh, come on! I am being sick and tired of hearing you say that all the bloody time! Draco, you are still a wizard and a great one at that! So, when you are healed go out and confess!" Pansy threw the paper ball towards the door. "CONFESS!"
Right the second as the throw was made the door opened and in came Blaise. Who sadly got hit by the piece of paper.
"What the heck? Here I was being nice to come and visit you and you repay me with a ball of paper thrown into my head!" Blaise said as he walked into the room.
"Blaise sweetie!" Pansy hurried to his side and gave him a hug. "Sorry but I was just trying to get Draco to stop being so dramatic."
"And you had to throw a paper ball at me becaaaause?"
Pansy blushed as she looked up at him. "I didn't actually sense that you were coming in."
"That is a nice thing to say to your future mate." Blaise received a big kiss from Pansy by that statement.
"Yes, your future mate." She purred next to him. Both of them looked into each other's eyes and Draco could practically feel the love radiating from the two of them. Sickening sweet.
"Get a room you two!" He muttered. "Or do that somewhere far away from me, please?"
Blaise kissed Pansy one last time before he walked up to his friend. "Sorry Draco but can you tell me why you were being dramatic?"
"I wasn't being dramatic!" Draco looked at Blaise with a stern look before Blaise turned to his future mate.
"Why was he being dramatic Pansy?" She walked over to them and held her arm around Blaise's waist before answering.
"He was telling me that he doesn't have a chance with Potter,, you know the usual stuff." Pansy sighed. It was starting to get a bit depressing and annoying to hear their beloved friend tell them how bad he was and how he couldn't date Potter because of it.
"Oh that."
"What do you mean that? Sorry if I trouble you two lovebirds with my hell on earth." Blaise snickered as he turned to his girlfriend.
"I never said I were troubled by it!" Blaise looked at Pansy for moral support.
"It sure as hell sounded like it." Draco was beginning to feel more and more angry. What right did those two have? To call him dramatic? But maybe he was… "Okay oh wise Blaise tell me what to do so I can stop being dramatic and get Harry."
A smile was plastered on Blaise's face. "I think I got a plan but you must wait for a one week." That smile was often used by Blaise when he got a great idea and this caused Draco to feel a bit of fluttering in his stomach. "Then I will tell you my perfect plan to get you and Potter boy together."
"Should I begin to worry?" Draco asked his friend.
"Of course not. When I and Pansy are done with you, no one will be able to say no to you."
"Blaise what are you talking about?!
"Sorry Drake, it's a secret." Blaise had that special look in his eyes that told Draco there was no point in saying no to his friend and his plan. "But it will work perfectly! You and Potter will be a couple before you know it." Draco blushed when he thought about the possibilities, him and Harry together. Even if Blaise is good at something he is not THAT good.
"I believe that when I see it." Draco said but he couldn't stop the fluttering in his stomach. What if the plan worked and he ended up mating with the sexiest person ever! A blush spread over his cheeks and he tried to hide his face in his hands.
"Ohhh Blaise sweetie tell me!" Pansy pressed her breast against his arm while she continued to beg.
Blaise's mind clouded a bit when he felt her body so close to his. With almost all his willpower he told Pansy no. "If I tell you Pansy it would only take a few seconds before Draco knows about the plan too."
"But you said that I would help, didn't you?"
"Yeah but I will tell you when the time is right." Blaise kissed Pansy's forehead before he turned to Draco. "So, Draco what have you been doing today?"
After both of his friends had sat themselves down Draco started telling them about both his meeting with professor McGonagall and then he told Blaise what he had told Pansy earlier about Harry.
"What guy counts how many times his name is said if he isn't in love with that person?" Blaise asked. It was impressive how slow his friend was at noticing stuff.
"Maybe someone who is keeping track on how many times his name is said." Draco suggested but understood right away that the suggestion sounded extremely stupid. Apparently both Pansy and Blaise thought so too as they stared at him.
"Wow, it is lucky for you that you look good." Pansy mumbled.
"What did you say?" Draco turned to his friend who stood up with a steady grip around Blaise's arm.
"I said we have to go now, soon time for dinner and you must rest. You heard madam Pomfrey!" Pansy waved goodbye to a stunned Draco who just sat there staring at his friends as they walked out of the room.
When the door closed behind them Blaise turned to his future mate. "Nice done, Pansy. I was starting to worry when we would be able to get out." He said as he put his arm over her shoulders as they walked down the corridor.
Pansy shot him a displeased look. "So you didn't want to stay? Come on he is our friend and he is badly injured, how insensitive you are! I just wanted to go because I noticed that Draco was beginning to feel sleepy, even if he wouldn't admit it himself."
With a smile on his lips Blaise turned to face her. "Baby, don't get me wrong! I love Draco like a brother and I wanted to stay. I had to go because I have to prepare some things before next week." A slight snicker erupted from his throat.
"Ohh? Tell me!" Pansy started pulling on his shirt.
"Sorry it is a secret for now, but when the time comes I will tell you the plan. I need your expertise that same morning so I will tell you the night before. Just so you have time to prepare." With a sneer that made Pansy's heart flutter they continued their walk. Blaise knew that his plan would work, especially since he knew for a fact that Potter boy liked Draco. It was pretty easy to tell and he also had an undercover spy near Potter that had confirmed it all. Yeah, this plan would work if only the spy would be able to help. He would have to remember to send an owl later so that he could explain the plan and what he needed. Blaise laughed as he strode on, Potter would have to take Draco for a mate by the end of next week. Even if he wanted it or not.
Two days later Draco was finally able to leave the hospital wing. It felt like a blessing when he walked out of the doors and into the hallway with Pansy and Blaise by his side. Sure, it had felt nice being around madam Pomfrey, she was such a nice person and it was clear that she really cared about Draco. But even so it was nice knowing that he would sleep in his own room tonight.
"So, when will you start joining us in our classes?" Blaise asked as he took a hold of Draco's arm when they walked down the stairs. His leg had healed already but he was still a bit unsteady, especially when he walked down the stairs.
"Tomorrow."
"That soon?! That is awesome!" Pansy said as she walked passed the struggling duo. "Do you want my help too?" She turned around and looked at her boyfriend and best friend walking arm in arm down the stairs. It looked extremely funny, Draco was never the one to ask for help and now he had to get support the entire way down.
"Yeah, or else my grades will be hanging on a thin thread." Draco looked down at the last steps and felt a bit relived that he would soon get to take a small break before they reached the next staircase. "I am so happy to know that those alpha scums got their punishments."
Pansy smiled as she remembered hearing those howlers in the great hall the next morning after the meeting. Those scumbags had gotten to stay one night after the decision was made, to pack their stuff and write home to their families. Some parents had been extremely mad and it was clearly heard from those howlers they got the morning when they were supposed to be heading home. "I wish you would have been in the great hall yesterday! Damn I thought that those scums would crawl out of their skin when they heard their howler. It was AWSOME!" Pansy laughed when the memory of when Geoffrey had received his howler struck her mind. Never in her life had she seen anyone so afraid.
"Yeah, that would have been so awesome, you would have loved to see their faces!" Blaise smiled as he took a better grip around Draco's arm. It sure was a lot of stairs and it was starting to feel a bit heavy to support Draco all the way down. How that Potter had made it up all those stairs carrying Draco was a mystery for Blaise. "Why didn't professor McGonagall give you permission to ride a broomstick down to your room?"
Draco stopped and turned to his friend. "Blaise, you know that there is a rule to not ride a broomstick inside of the school building."
"Oh and that stopped you before?" Blaise looked amused. They had all learned about the time when Draco had escaped from class with his hair green as grass. McGonagall hadn't been happy at all hearing about it and after that she had written a rule that forbid all broomstick riding inside of the school.
"It wasn't exactly a rule when I did it.."
"Riiiight…." Blaise gave his friend a nudge.
"Okay now that you have been a jerk can you just tell me what your plan is!" Draco had been so worried after he had heard that his friend had a plan for him. There had been times where he wanted to force the answer out of his friend. "Operation-Draco/Harry" or what he had called it "operation- Drarry" would take place in a couple of days. Even if he was mad he still had to admit that the names had a nice ring to it.
"Nope, will not tell you and I will not stop being a jerk, that is the great privilege of being your friend. To be able to make fun of you." With that said Blaise received a punch right into his ribs.
As they walked down the halls and stairs Draco noticed that many pupils stared at him. It wasn't such a surprise when you thought about it. Ten alpha students had been given the punishment of being suspended for one year and he was the reason for it,,, well if they hadn't attacked him they wouldn't have been expelled in the first place. But still it caused many heads to turn. He could hear some people whispering to each other about what happened to him. When will this cool down? It felt like where ever he went there was people staring at him and he started to miss the safety of the hospital wing, madam Pomfrey had been an expert at keeping people away from him. She had been a bit too good at it, Pansy and Blaise was nearly yelled at when they visited him. And Harry,,,, he had actually been at the hospital wing one time after that awkward visit. Well, the reason for the visit was that he had gotten hurt at practise but still he was there and he talked to Draco for half an hour. It had been AWSOME! Just the two of them, sitting there talking about nothing important. Harry had told him about quidditch practise and Draco had told him about his new house. It had been a bit embarrassing to talk about but he felt like he wanted to tell Harry something about himself and the house was one thing he was proud of. But he stayed clear of mentioning Debbie, he still remembered Dobby and how angry Harry had been by the way Dobby had been treated. No, it was probably best to not speak of Debbie, even if he never treated her badly he was still sure that Harry would misunderstand the whole thing.
Draco had been sad to see how his father treated the house elf. Dobby was Debbie's older brother and his father's personal servant. Debbie had been given to Draco when he was small and was his responsibility as his father once said.
When Dobby died Draco and Debbie searched for him. Draco wanted to give Debbie's brother a proper grave and to their surprise they found Harry just finishing the grave he had worked on for Dobby. Well it hadn't been as good looking as Draco had wanted it to look but he was still very happy. When both of them where certain no one would come back to the grave after they left it Draco and Debbie had walked up to it to give Dobby their final goodbyes. Tears had left his eyes when he had seen Debbie place a kiss on her brother's gravestone.
"Look who is up." Draco turned towards the voice and saw the golden trio standing there. Weasley had a sort of odd look on his face. "I hope you are feeling be-be-better." It looked like the last word hurt him extremely and it was like he tried to hit himself for even trying to say something nice to Draco.
"Well I was feeling better, before I saw your ugly mutt." Draco said and noticed the angry look the redhead was giving him. Ah that felt good. Being mean suits me.
"Did anyone understand that? I don't speak moron." Draco looked at his opponent and he had to agree with Harry the redhead was actually good at giving comebacks.
"I will give you for moron!" Pansy yelled as she stepped towards the trio. Hermione and Ron placed themselves in a defence position with their wands raised while Harry stepped to the side. Apparently he didn't want to take place in a fight. Blaise looked at the two that stood before his girlfriend and he knew that she wouldn't be able to take them on by herself. After placing Draco against a wall for support, he hurried towards Pansy.
"Didn't know that snakes stood up for one another." Granger said as she placed herself before Pansy. Why must we always fight? Shit I feel worse than before, I should have asked for a broomstick. Harry looks sooo good! If I could just go straight to him and kiss the crap out of hi-
Suddenly Draco felt himself falling forward. His tired leg had given up. He closed his eyes and thought of the possibilities, catching himself with his hands would mean that he would hurt himself even more but not catching himself at all would give him even more pain. Fuck!Draco hurried to put his hands in front of himself but was stopped by a couple of arms wrapping themselves around him. The scent was extremely familiar and intoxicating, Harry. The pheromones were getting to him as he grabbed a hold of the arms that was pulling him upwards. Sadly, this didn't work like either of them had thought and suddenly Harry was pulled down with him. They landed right on the stone floor. It hurt a bit but he felt like he had landed on something soft…. Harry. Somehow without him noticing Harry had turned them both around and now Draco was laying there on top of Harry. His mouth went dry when he looked down on the man and into those emerald eyes.
"Ops, sorry Draco. I thought I would be able to help yo-." Harry locked his eyes with Draco's. The magnetic pull grew stronger by the second. Shit I think I am getting dizzy. There was no air getting into his lungs as he felt himself getting paralyzed. Those alpha pheromones hadn't affected him so much before, well a bit but not like any other omegas would have been affected but they were getting to strong to not affect him now. I want him, I want him, I want him. I CAN'T BREATHE!
And before him even realizing what he did, Draco pressed his lips against Harry's.