Recovery

Chapter 29

Micheal held onto Harry at the front door on July sixth. They ended up staying a few more days. The sounds in the neighborhood didn't go quiet until the night before. Harry really didn't want to risk it, after being lost for so long that first night. Allen and Sue was in no hurry to rush them off.
Hermione had already dropped Rose off, but Ron was trapped. In a conversation with Allen, who much enjoyed the youngest male of that family. He was a bit biased. His whole time in the Navy, was with Harry and Ron. So Ron was really the only one he knew.
Harry eased Micheal back down to his feet, who looked at Harry very teary eyed. "We will be back in the morning, Micheal. You said you liked Sue and Allen." Micheal nodded, but looked back at Harry. "That doesn't mean I want you to leave again." Harry eased down to his knees. "Micheal, just for the night. You'll be okay, I promise." Micheal let out a frown. Harry was going to be gone again, soon enough. He didn't want his time back, away form him. Micheal felt the hand on his shoulder. He looked over and seen Sue who gave him a soft smile. "I made Coco, come." Micheal looked back at Harry, who give him a nod. He slowly took her hand.

"He talks alot." Ron half laughed, climbing in the back of the car. "I don't think they get out very much." Harry said, looking at Ron through the middle mirror as Draco started the car and they drove away. "Do you know why?" Harry shrugged his shoulders. "I don't think I have the full story. There's more too it, then what he shared over the last few days." Ron just nodded, easing back to relax in the back sit.

The rain started hard and sudden, and Draco slowly pulled the car over. Harry knew what that meant. Draco wasn't at all comfortable driving in such strong weather, and Harry climbed out of the car. Draco was smaller framed then Harry, and didn't want to get wet either, so he climbed over the middle console, taking the sit in the passenger sit. Harry stood for a moment at the front of the car. His vision blocked by headlight that wasn't coming off his car. Ron opened the back door. "Move!" Harry was unable to move in time.

Ron heard the crunch, before Harry was thrown by the speeding car. He knew bones, as in many, had to of broken. The screams come form both Draco and Hermione, as Ron ran over to were Harry had been thrown. Harry was unconscious, and Ron was thankful for that but very very concerned. Different parts off Harry's shirt and jeans shown a little blood, before the rain washed it away. Harry was hurt, badly.

"This can't be happening!" Draco cried in the hospital family waiting room, pacing back and forth. The second Harry was brought to the hospital, he was taken to surgery. There was not waiting. Hermione made the calls to Sirius and to Draco's mother. Even being Draco's best friend, she knew she wouldn't be the one to calm him down.
Sirius, Remus and Narcissa wasn't the only one that shown up. Harry was still in active duty. His boss had been informed, so not only was he there, but a lot of the Navy 'Boys' that were under Harry, his Crew. The room was very full, all waiting on any news about Harry. The first news wasn't too promising. They needed blood. Between them all, a few men were able to donate this blood, rather they match Harry, or was the universal donor.
That wasn't good news. Harry needing blood and hours going by without much if an update. Why had somebody been going that fast in the weather? Why had Draco stopped. Why hadn't Draco just kept driving? By the time it was three in the morning and a lot of the Navy men were sent away. They'd be updated soon, they had jobs to do while the were docked, as some weren't living there. Just pasting through. Draco put his hands over his face and just started to cry. He'd been the one to stop the car. To have Harry drive. It was his fault. Narcissa just pulled her broken twenty something year old boy to her closely, before looking over at a very exhausted looking Ron. "Can you see if they can tell us anything, her?" He just gave her a nod, and hurried out the waiting room. "D-doesn't matter...I...shouldn't have stoped." Draco mumbled through the tears. "Draco, what happened wasn't your fault. Not at all." Narcissa said, and Hermione walked over, putting a hand on his back. "It really wasn't Draco. Harry's a fighter. That man will not go down easily. Believe me, people have tried. The universe has turned. He has always been a fighter." Her words really didn't help Draco feel any less guilty. He knew one thing for sure. It was the last bloody time, he would drive. Anywhere. Ever!

Ron came back, over an hour later with a doctor. "I thought I had sent a nurse to update you all. Bit of a crazy night." He paused for a moment. "His in recovery, but he does have to be watch closely. I rather wait until after six before you start visiting. Let him rest." It took a second, but his eyes locked on Draco for a short moment. "...I don't even have to go in, just let me see him." Draco have cried and after a pause. "It be better if he could just stay. It's been a long night for us all." Sirius said and after a very long pause. "Very well. Follow me."