LOVESICK DRACO & HARRY

four:truth

“Put him in,” Hermione told Draco who carried Harry, along with Ron as they carried Harry into the car.

“I’ll be back soon just wait,” Draco told Blaise and Pansy. Ron glanced at Hermione when he heard that the Malfoy was coming along.

“He’ll be fine with us,” Ron told the Slytherin who frowned.

“Did anyone give him a drink? Or see him pick something up? Did he take something?” Hermione spoke quickly, locking in Harry’s seatbelt and snaking her arm around him. Draco listened to Hermione, looking at the ground. Ron watched him intently.

“You fucking prick,” Ron scowled, shoving the lanky boy. Draco stumbled back, his eyes widening.

“I didn’t do anything!” He barked at Ron, stepping forward and leaving the smallest gap between the two.

“Would you two stop it!” Hermione shouted. We need to get Harry to a hospital as soon as possible he hasn’t even woken up yet.”

“Malfoy hates Harry, who else would have done this? I’m not stupid,” Ron’s tone was deep. Blaise turned to Pansy who looked rather neutral.

“What did you give to Harry before you brought him to us?” Blaise asked her. The rest of the group turned to Pansy who tugged at her sleeves.

“Are you serious? Why would I-“

“Pansy what did you do?” Draco sternly interrupted her. Ron kept an eye on Draco.

“Why would Pansy do this? You did it.”

“Oh fuck off,” Draco spat at the Weasley. “Pansy,” He added.

“I just wanted Harry to loosen up so I put a powder in his drink, it’s just a funny thing he’s gonna be-“

“You what?” Hermione shouted. “You drugged him? Are you bloody sick or what?”

“Pansy, what kind of shit is this?” Blaise asked her. Ron took a deep breath in, wetting his lips and walking away from the group.

“Leave,” Draco ordered, looking at the girl whose eyes appeared glass like. “Just go.” She stepped back, turning to walk back into the hall. Hermione held Harry who began to move his head, slowly blinking.

“I’m bringing him back to the college,” Ron said, climbing into the front seat.

“Guys,” Harry mumbled, widening his eyes. He grunted, attempting to sit up but Hermione gently held him down.

“Harry,” Hermione whispered, “You’re okay. You’re safe.” Draco watched Harry who was observing his surroundings. Harry was surprised to see the tall boy standing before him outside of the car.

“Malfoy?” His words were slurred. Draco remained quiet, swallowing hard.

“Harry, we’re going to get you back to the college. Pansy Parkinson drugged you, mate. You’re okay we’re going home,” Ron reassured him. Harry couldn’t even process what he was being told, he was completely lost.

“Draco and Blaise stay here. We’ll just see you tomorrow morning,” Hermione pulled the car door shut as did Ron. The two Slytherin students watched the car drive away, and Draco felt a burning pit cave inside his stomach. He didn’t exactly like the boy, but he didn’t hate him either. In fact, he felt horrible over what happened and all he wanted to do was crawl in his bed and sleep the night -away.

The next morning wasn’t a good morning for a few of the students of Hogwarts. Some had an amazing night, and others not so much. Harry awoke, rubbing his eyes before he checked the time on his phone, the beaming light making him squint. It was a Sunday, so waking up a little late wasn’t any harm. He wearily looked around the room, seeing Ron scrolling through his phone.