Former Animosity

9. Argument

3rd Person POV:

Hermione seemed troubled now.

"I can't believe I'm not having any idea on why that is..."

As she muttered to herself. She couldn't stand herself if she didn't know any questions that were asked. She claims to have read every book in Hogwart's. That's probably not a lie.

"Can we please talk about the big elephant in the room right now?"

Ron said, his face frowning.

"Listen mate, it's fun and all, joking around with him. I played it off for some time, out of guilt. Thinking it's probably best to stay out of it because I allegedly casted it. But can we not forget who he is? Harry, he's literally the epitome of the worst human being. He's bullied us, especially Hermione the whole time she's in sight. What, with the insults my family's faced from his family. Worst of all, he's a Death eater!"

Ron said, his voice raising. Ron was furious. Harry didn't really know how to feel. Harry nodded.

"You're right Ron. But you have to remember I have to live with him now and I have no idea when we can be apart. It's hard enough to follow each other all the time. I'm at least trying to make it bearable."

Harry said sighing and leaning back to his seat. Ron shook his head and got up from his seat and stormed out. Hermione give Harry a sympathetic look and went after Ron. He sat there alone, shocked about the situation.

He really needs to sober up and stop this non-sense. He hadn't even care to think about his best friends feelings about all this. The spell disolved after his friends fleed. Harry suddenly felt a tap on the shoulder.

"Potter. Where are your friends? You were the one who suggested we come here."

Draco looking smug as ever knowing Harry got into a heated argument with his friends. He grumbles and push Draco aside, but also pulling him to their chambers.

"Potter! What the hell?! Are you out of your mind?"

Harry ignores him and keeps walking to their chambers. Draco went on about how crazy Harry is but he tuned everything out. He came back to realization. His studies. Family, friends, the public!

What are they going to think now that he's married with Malfoy? It's worse enough he'd been harrassed by something that had passed. If they got this out, it surely will get worse.

When they got to their chambers, Harry let go of the arm he'd snatched earlier, freeing Draco. Draco glared at him.

"You know what? You're crazy!"

Malfoy shouts at him. Harry raised his eyebrows.

"No! You think all of this is funny and some kind of big joke! Don't you understand? This... this sick bond is devastating. You're unbearable Malfoy. My life is practically over! My studies... truly I would rather die then being being married with you!"

Draco felt Harry's anger and was highly confused by his outburst. It was weird. Usually he feeds off of it, wouldn't be surprised and not at all make a dramatic fall for this. But he'd felt a little dizzy on the intensity he'd felt from feeling Harry's anger.

Draco wanted to say something, something against everything Harry'd said. But he couldn't.

He was truly stunned by everything and suddenly, he couldn't process anything, being overwhelmed by the mix of feelings and collapsed, not being able to breathe right. He tried to breathe through his mouth, it wasn't enough.

Harry was wide-eyed and went to him.

"Malfoy? Malfoy!"

Draco breathed and tried to breathe in the oxygen, but it just wasn't enough. He was clutching on his chest and neck. Then he eventually passed out due to lack of air. Harry was panicking, so he had no choice but to carry him to Madam Pomfrey.

He picked Draco up bridal style as his head leaned onto Harry's shoulder. A lot of people were thankfully in their classes so, there's no eyes were prying on their business. He'd reached there and laid Draco onto one of the beds.

"Mrs. Pomfrey!"

Harry shouted while his hands held Draco's. Madam Pomfrey went straight to Harry with a poof and looked horrified.

"Oh... what had happened here?!"

She says, looking very worried while trying to get the items needed to try and wake him up. But he wasn't responding. Not to any of the medications. Madam Pomfrey cursed under her breath and knew that it won't work. No matter how magical.

But she also knew that these two were sworn enemies and she would never in her life want to make Harry do what he feels uncomfortable to do. She knows about the bond. Dumbledore had informed her. To keep a close eye.

But there were no choice.

His body reacted towards the negative impact Harry's had on him and it's trauma induced to his throat to speak. She wanders around to think what she should do, scrambling her mind.

"What? What is it?!"

Harry shouted from the bed he's sitting next to looking at her intensely. She stares at him and got an idea. If somehow the trauma reacts to Malfoy's mouth, and their bond is specifically physically healing towards one another then...

"Kiss him."

Harry looked at her, flabbergasted. He was waiting for her to tell him it was a joke but she stood there, with a serious face.

"What are you waiting for?!"

Harry's POV:

What am I waiting for? Maybe the fact that I'm about to kiss my enemy? On the lips? Merlin have mercy, Malfoy is going to owe him a big one. Harry stares at Malfoy's face first hand.

He regrets everything that led him to this. How can any deity be so cruel by cursing him with this fate? The resentment he felt was unmatched.

He closed his eyes and kissed him, but all he felt was loathe and hate. He melted in the kiss, and soon broke apart. A few seconds pass, Madam Pomfrey stares at Malfoy, hopeful.

He rises up, quickly and coughed. He was choking, almost.

"I... I can't- breathe !"

He said, looking at me. My hands flew to his shoulders out of worry as Madam Pomfrey brought the right medicine to him. Cough drops, etc. Malfoy swallowed them all to ease the pain he was feeling.

"Salazar! What happened?"

Malfoy looked at both of us.

"I um... I'll leave you to it then."

She leaves. I was stuck here. I didn't want to tell him what happened.

"You couldn't breathe. So I brought you here."

Draco looked unamused.

"Yeah no shit Potter. What happened then? Why did I rise like I was from brought from the dead? How? And how long was I out for?"

Harry was uncomfortable now. Malfoy slowly came to realization. His face was formed in disgust.

"No way."

He looked like he was about to puke.

"We- we didn't... shag did we ?!"

3rd Person POV:

Now, that caught Harry so off-guard he couldn't help but laugh. He had to bend down in order to stop himself from feeling pain he was experiencing from his loud laughs. He had a grip of Draco's bed. Draco was getting scared and annoyed. So weakly, he smacked Harry's back

"Come on! What did you do?"

Draco was getting visibly impatient. So he did what any enemy would've done.

"I was surprised you figured it out on your first guess."

Harry gave him a sly grin. He looks horrified.

"N-no! You couldn't have had..."

Draco looked like he was about to tear up. But he was clearly trying to control himself. He was sat up straight, facing Harry.