Scars of the Past | A Drarry Story | A Mattheo Riddle Story

Chapter 18

Previously on Scars of the Past-

"You spilt WHAT on WHO"

"I spilt wine on the Minister of Magic. My father had organized a party of sorts. The Minister and other officials were invited. Our Manor had huge fields behind it that merge into forests so, there are a lot of insects that roam around. Now, I was innocently drinking Cranberry juice. I kept it on a counter and bent down to see a butterfly. Wine suspiciously looks like Cranberry juice. I accidentally grabbed a glass of wine instead, when I got up to follow that butterfly who had flown away. Somewhere in the middle of all of that, I decided to take a sip. Now, my dumbass self, did not think to stop. I was walking while drinking and wine tastes like cough syrup so I spat it out and I lost my balance. The wine from my glass chose to land on the minister. The Minister's wife and my mum were trying not to laugh and my dad's expression can be best decoded as – I have an idiot for a son. The Minister's wife still teases me about it. Every time we meet them for dinner."

Harry was outright laughing now. The painkiller potion that Madam Pomphrey had given him had worked magically. All the pain in his chest and spine was gone. So laughing, contrary to what Harry thought, didn't hurt.

"I still can't believe you did that," said Harry

"I didn't want to. It was an accident"

"It still is funny"

"It is 2 in the morning; Go to sleep"

This time, Harry didn't argue with Draco and closed his eyes.

Harry woke up to find Draco gone and a hastily scrawled note awaiting him. The note offered an explanation - 'I had to go otherwise Madam Pomphrey would have seen us ~ Draco'. It was 9 in the morning. Harry waited for a few minutes in his bed. It wouldn't be long before Madam Pomphrey came and gave him a final check-up. True to his thoughts, the healer gave him a few potions and discharged him from the hospital wing. Harry went back to his dorm room with all the gifts and cards the other team members had sent for him and the two unusually long letters from the beaters that conveyed their apology. Madam Pomphrey had ordered him not to attend any classes since, it would put unnecessary strain on him so, Harry was lounging on his bed, doing nothing. Deciding that staying in bed all day would be boring so he could just catch up on the work he had missed while he was in the hospital wing. Harry didn't realize that he had missed lunch while working. So, when Draco appeared out of nowhere with a plate of food in his hands, Harry got scared.

"What the fuck?" exclaimed Harry.

"Hey! Calm down! You sneaked up on me that day on the train. I noticed that you weren't at Lunch so I brought you some."

"Oh! Yeah! I was just completing all the work I missed and I lost track of time. You didn't have to bring me food. I would've managed."

"I am sorry but we can't do that because I have taken an oath to make you whenever I can. I absolutely do not want to break this oath at any costs" explained Draco

"Is that so?" Harry asked

"Yes, that is so"

Harry smiled "When did you take this oath?"

"Right now," was Draco's reply