Mind games - Drarry

Pt 7 - EMOTIONS

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Harry woke up and rolled over in his bed stretching his legs, he took a deep breath in of the morning air but was met with the familiar smell of the hospital wing bed sheets. He groaned into his pillow knowing that some stupid situation had ended him up in the hospital wing once again.

He sat up blinking his to clear his vision and to adjust himself to the brightness of the sun, he sat up on the bed and stretched his arms, he looked over to the bed on the right of him and saw a figure laying peacefully on the bed under the covers, Harry couldn't quite tell who was underneath the covers.

Whoever was laying in the bed was probably their due to Harry and his common mishaps, he tried to think about what happened yesterday but his mind went blank. The last thing he could remember was walking with Daphne to class and enjoying a nice conversation with her, his heart suddenly fluttered but was shot down and he felt calm again.

Harry tried again to recall any other events of yesterday but nothing seemed to fit, he knew it must of happened in potions and something went wrong. One thing he could recall from his potions lesson yesterday was feeling a fluttery feeling like butterflies dancing in his stomachs, he couldn't quite explain it he felt like his heart was going to explode in a feeling of joy.

Harry was busy thinking about his potions lesson from yesterday when he heard a small groan from the bed beside him, he got out of his warm covers into the morning cool, breeze he was still in his school robes. Harry heard the occupant groan again and he walked over to the bed.

Madam pomfery had bustled in through the door and smiled at Harry, she was grabbing a few potions when the figure laying on the bed let out an agonised groan they thrashed in the bed rolling side to side, Madam pomfret had heard them trashing about and stopped with the potions and hustled over pulling the covers of the thrashing figure.

There lay Draco Malfoy clutching his head screaming in agonised pain.

Harry watched him absolutely bewildered, yes he loathed Malfoy but he could help and feel worried for the boy agitated and in pain. Harry walked up the bed while madam pomfrey was doing spells and scans on the boy, Harry watched the boy unable to do anything.

Malfoy was clutching his head with both his hands and pulling his hair with his hands desperately latching his fingers in his hair. Madam pomfrey had grabbed a needle and strode over to where Harry was standing ushering him aside.

"You may want to lie down Potter" she said over her shoulder as she held Draco's arm and slowly injected him with the small needle, Harry who had his attention vividly on the blonde realised his head was pounding. His head ached it spread like fire throughout his body but mainly lingered in his head, he couldn't see he knew he had made it to the bed as he thrashed around on the quilted bed.

Harry could not make out what was going he let out an agonising scream but heard nothing come out of his voice he thrashed in his bed rolling and letting helps of pain and when he felt a pair of hands grasp on his arm he desperately tried to keep his arm still but the pain was doing no good and caused him to restless squirm. The hands that had grasped on Harry's arm grasped tighter as a small pinch feeling lingered on his arm and suddenly Harry's pain stopped he stopped thrashing and allowed his brain to cool.

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Draco opened his eyes to be met with white bed sheets and was mildly shocked knowing as the Slytherin dorms had green sheets, he turned his head slowly and squinted his eyes at something that somewhat look like a door he recognised the door shape and design and realised he was now in the hospital wing. Draco himself hasn't had any personal memories through this place but he could fairly remember coming here to visit Theodore Knott after he had gotten in a fight with a 7th year when they were in 2nd year.