The glasses were justified to Draco. But blood? Even his worst patients in St. Mango hadn't lost this much blood. Harry had only taken a few fairly deep scratches, which with the condition of the house was perfectly normal and would be cured with a very small amount of his daily work potions.
"Anything can happen."
He put the small cauldron on the flame and added the rest of the ingredients hesitantly. He looked around and walked towards the manor's library.
Two days ago, Ministry Of Magic
Unnecessary glitters. This is how Draco described the Ministry. It was the third day in a row that he was there After two unsuccessful attempts to deliver Potter's potion, he was really worried.
"Stupid potions!" This time he shouted at Harry out of frustration. "Go choke yourself with this strange potion of yours, Potter!"
"Whatever you say, my lord!" Harry had answered with a showy bow. And his escape from the rictosempra spell drew giggles from Malfoy. Ever since he was recounting the memories of Death Eaters during their meetings, this showy bow had become a part of Harry's ridiculous behavior.
He crawled out of his memories. Without paying the slightest attention to the sign introducing the huge statue of Dumbledore, he passed by it.
He recognized the uniform of a Auror and ran towards him. He grabbed the Auror's shoulder and pulled him towards himself.
he was familiar. and scared. Another stupid Employee's of Potter.
"Mr. Malfoy, is everything alright?"
The Auror's look at Draco's hand, which was still squeezing his shoulder, made him release it.
'Obviously, nothing is alright! ' Draco wanted to shout that. But he had to find Potter.
"Where is your boss?"
The Auror in front of him was silent.
"Do you even care?! I said where is Potter?"
The man in front of him was confused. It had obviously hit him.
"He is busy these days. he must be on a mission." The auror answered with a creditor tone
Potter wasn't on a mission.
He was sure that Harry was somewhere around here. he had to be. He slowly moved away from the Auror; Then he turned and ran to the elevator. Of course, with all that worry, he didn't feel like chatting; So he answered Hermione's good morning by just shaking his head. He didn't notice Hermione's devastated face at all. He ran to his last option, Harry's house.
"Why the hell trouble always follows you potter?" He whispered
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•|Blood potion|• HP
FanficA house whose door is half open is not a good sign at all. Especially if that house is the house of Harry James Potter, the famous Auror of the Ministry of Magic. Blood Potion tells the story about two years after Ginny and Harry's marriage, regardl...
