Aperta Vulnera - drarry

The Arrival

"Mr Potter, i'm aware you don't think this punishment is fair, however i would appreciate it if you kept your profanities to yourself, my patients are sleeping and as i'm sure you know, a poorly teenager is not someone you want to wake up" Madam Pomfrey, said in response of Harry muttering obscenities under his breath, and how this whole thing is 'stupid and uncalled for'. He mumbled an apology and got back to his task of cleaning the hundreds of glass vials from a shelf in the medical office.

After a stunt he pulled, alongside Ron Weasley, which involved placing Puking Pastilles on Umbridge's desk, disguising it as a gift from Dumbledore, however, Umbridge could recognise Harry's scrawly handwriting immediately and set him with the punishment of helping Madam Pomfrey from the end of the days classes till 11pm. This left him with no time to complete his homework, which he didn't mind as he had a valid excuse.

So for the past 2 hours he'd been completing Pomfrey's orders, which meant it was only 5 o'clock, which meant he had 6 hours to go. He checked the clock every 2 minutes, which seemed to be ticking desperately slow. This evening dragged on more than when Harry had been assigned a 10 page essay on the effects of Bongleweed in a Maluscripion Potion.

There was suddenly a huge burst at the door. Madam Pomfrey's neck snapped towards the source of the noise and rushed over to help the student, who'd already collapsed to the ground. Over Pomfrey's shoulder he saw, none over than a head of striking blonde hair. As Pomfrey helped Malfoy up, Harry couldn't help but notice his dishevelled hair, distorted face and roughed up robes. He looked like he'd been through hell.
Harry quite enjoyed the show. Malfoy being in pain was definitely not something he cared about, but something he enjoyed immensely.

"Mr Potter, instead of standing there like lost cause, i suggest you come and assist me with helping your peer." Pomfrey shrilled.

Harry rolled his eyes. Why on earth would he want to help Malfoy, who was already crying out like he'd been stabbed. He reluctantly walked over and forced Malfoy to put his arm around his shoulder so they could take him to a empty bed.

"Potter, i swear if you don't get your grimy hands of me, you'll still feel my hexes long after you're six feet under!" Malfoy exclaimed through hisses of agony. Harry only tightened his grip which caused Malfoy to yelp disapprovingly.

They finally made it to a spare bed where Harry threw Malfoy onto, and he laid there writhing in pain. Harry found this quite satisfying, a smirk began to form on his face.

"Mr Potter, could you please go grab me a vial of Pepper up, Dittany, Phoenix tears, and some bandages" She snapped her fingers as she ordered Harry to grab what she needed. Harry made sure to take his time in getting the ingredients, increasing Malfoy's pain level to the maximum, as even in the medicine cupboard he could still hear Malfoy's screams.

He finally walked back to the bed, handing the potions to Pomfrey. However, she waved her hand.

"Now, as part of your punishment, as disclosed by Umbridge, you are to attend to one patient. Well Malfoy is going to be your patient today, how does that sound?" She nodded to the pair.

"Oh absolutely not! I'm not letting Potter touch me with a ten foot pole!" Malfoy sat upwards, perhaps a bit too quick as he found himself wincing in pain and laying back down.

"Feelings mutual Malfoy." Harry glared at the distressed boy.

"I'm afraid you have no choice in the matter, what i say goes. This is my hospita-" Pomfrey was quickly interrupted.

"Well i'll just leave then!" Just as Malfoy made a point to sit up and leave the pain came back as strong as ever, and sent him falling back on the mattress, moaning in agony.

Harry was quite enjoying this display; Malfoy acting like a prat then getting a wave of pain. Pomfrey then turned to leave.

"Oh and Mr Potter, if Mr Malfoy isn't healed to my satisfaction by the time he leaves, you'll be continuing this for the spring term aswell! Good luck!" With that, she walked out of the room, leaving the two boys in a silent but tense environment.

The silence dragged on for what seemed like hours, the sheer awkwardness was not something either boy was enjoying. Another wave of pain hit Malfoy like a tonne of bricks, this time, he properly screamed.

Harry turned to the healing potions then turned to Malfoy. Should he heal him? It would be the noble and sensible thing to do, however seeing Malfoy in pain made Harry's day that bit better.

"Are you going to help Potter, or shall i do it myself?" Malfoy asked, a hint of desperation was clear in his voice.

"Depends," Harry replied thoughtfully, "Are you going to tell me what happened?"

"Over my dead body" The Slytherin replied, followed by a yelp of pain.

"Suit yourself, ferret." Harry put his back against the wall and crossed his arms.

After another round of intense pain, Malfoy couldn't take it anymore.

"Fine. But please for the love of Merlin, pass me that dittany." He sighed with defeat. Harry grinned, pleased with himself.

"Did you not hear Pomfrey? She said i had to do it. Otherwise i'm back here for another term." Harry didnt want to help Malfoy, he did however, want to drag out the pain until the last minute.

"You have about as much chance of touching me as you have of touching your mother." He snarled.

Harry did not like this comment. In fact, he seethed. He rushed and grabbed Malfoy by the collar, bringing him closer.

"Mention my mother again and see what happens you sick piece of shit!" He spat venomously. How dare Malfoy have the nerve to bring up his mother.

"Your breath smells worse than your mothers corpse you pathetic twat." Malfoy proceeded to actually spit at Harry's face. Both of them were panting rhythmically before Harry shoved him back down before towering over him.

"I could strangle you and no one would know, i'd say you died of whatever shit you came in here with, and i'd get away with it, being the chosen one has its perks, Malfoy."

"As if anyone could die from a beating, good luck with tha-." Draco snapped his mouth shut.