The not so Golden boy

Chapter 11

Chapter 10 disappeared so I will give you a summary: Harry gets released from the hospital wing and then Harry and Draco go to sleep. I think that is pretty much it 😱

{Draco's POV}

I was waking up from a good nap, great actually, and noticed the bed next to me was empty, that was worrying considering everything we all know now,
"Harry!? Where are you?" I whisper shout
Then I heard someone unlocking the door,
"You know I hate people worrying about me- I was just in the common room." Harry said, Merlin he scared the slytherin out of me.
"What's the time?" I asked
"Oh it's 7 and it's Sunday so we don't have classes, breakfast is in an hour." He said
"Did you have a good sleep?" I asked already knowing the answer
"Well- I didn't...I can't answer that question."
"Why?"
"Because I couldn't sleep! OKAY are you happy now?" He sighed "'m sorry, I just can't, I'm such a freak." He said with his head in his hands
"HARRY JAMES POTTER! I will not let you speak like that about yourself! You are literally a celebrity,  and you are so well known! Not to mention you survived a killing curse."
He glared at me- it was almost like a death stare.

"I'm going for a walk, don't expect to see me at breakfast." He said emotionless as he strutted out the door.
"What the fuck just happened?" I mumbled to myself

I got up and got ready and headed to the common room to see everyone as pale as me- and that is saying something,
"Hey- is? Is everything going alright? You all look like you have seen a ghost."

"Well you are not far off."
"What do u mean?" I question

"Well Harry came down looking like he was going to burst into an emotional break down, and he looked TOO pale- if I weren't mistaken I would have thought he had no blood. He looked deadly thin. He also wouldn't engage in conversation with any of us. He just kept mumbling shut up shut up and walked out of here. We wanted to wait for you before we did anything." Ron said

I slumped back into the chair behind me,
"I know why.."
"Why?" Hermione asked with a questioning voice.
"I called him a celeb well known and told him that he had survived the killing curse.. and he flipped out and said- and I quote: I'm going for a walk. Don't expect to see me at breakfast."
"Oh shit, he hates it when you mention that he is the boy-who-lived, he said he could kill the Potter out of him- oh Merlin, he must be so... I don't know- but we know he cuts, so we should probably check on him." Hermione said.
Why didn't he liked when you mentioned that he was the boy who lived?
"Your right 'Mione we should probably look for him" Ron had said.

And with that we left.

{Harry's POV}

I stormed out of the common room and went to the quidditch pitch to let out my anger and just feel free, I had also conjured up a snitch so I can play by myself.

I got my broom from the cupboard and hopped on it and chased the snitch and caught it every time (obviously) to be quite honest, I didn't want to talk anyone I just wanted alone time- which I knew I would not get now that they know about my 'great childhood'. So I just kept flying around about 10 metres from the ground in my own kind of world, when I heard a scream/shout- this made me flinch and- I kinda maybe fell off my broom from a 10 metre height,
"Oof" was the only Audible sound I could make, I had hit my head and my knees pretty bad- my left one the worst
"Omg omg omg" It was Draco- drama queen- obviously they would come looking for me when I least needed it.
"You just fell from like 9 metres! Are you alright?" He asked
"10 metres" he sighed "oh and splendid"

And at that moment I saw the others,
"Guys what happened here!?" It was Hermione
"Fell off 'meh boom fom 10 mts" I say "'it me 'ed petty ard" I slurred
"Oh shit-" Blaise said "it's probably  a concussion, it could be bad if he fell from that high..."

"D'co?" I asked annoyed with myself
"Yeah?"
"'M ed hurts a bit- mm no 'lot I mean"
"Fuck"

"I'm going to take you to Madame Pomfrey."
"Yep definitely a bad one Blaise!" Hermione shouted

{Draco's POV}

"Ahh back again are we?" Poppy sighed "what happened this time?"
"Well he was on the quidditch pitch and I shouted and he fell from 10 metres in the air- he hit his head pretty hard and his speech was slurred." I finish

"Hmm, everyone out please. I need to get working right now!" She said and everyone obeyed

We all left and didn't fight because it wasn't worth it

"I wonder what will happen" Blaise said
"Huh? what do you mean?" Pansy piped in
"Well concussions over a previous head injury can't be good- I mean, he may experience side affects- like nausea, temporary loss of senses and other stuff."
"Oh shit." I heard Hermione and Ron say.

"Hmm guess we will have to wait for tomorrow to hit us in the face. Everyone sleep and we will meet in the common room at 8. Got it?" They all nodded "goodnight people" "night" they all responded

I was worried for the person I love- the only person I have ever loved- who had experienced so so much, with Voldemort and the abuse. My strong baby- he will be mine.

And with that. I doze off into a dreamless sleep.

A/N check out my other story if you would like! It's called Memories my boy, memories. Anyway, I feel sorry for the people that read this.

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