Jade and the Silver Dragon

Chapter 20

The next morning Pansy woke up, feeling that something wasn't right in the dungeons. She slipped into Draco's room to see him laying on his side, curled up in a fetal position, wearing just his boxers. She came closer and gasped as she saw the bruised and bloody hands. "Draco... wake up," she shouted shaking his shoulder.

Draco groggily woke up to Pansy's shouting. "Pans... what are you doing here?" He asked not quite awake yet. Once he opened his eyes all the way, they fell to his hands. "My god... Pansy... I thought it was a nightmare... Harry!" He cried out incoherently.

Pansy grasped his shoulders. "What about Harry Draco? What are you talking about?" He panicked.

"Where's Severus?" Draco asked getting up hurriedly, looking for his pants. He finally just got a clean pair and threw them on. "We have to find Harry."

Pansy was really getting worried as she followed Draco out of the Slytherin common room towards their Head of House quarters.

Draco called out frantically for Severus when he entered his godfather's rooms. "Sev...gods where are you?" He shouted out as fresh tears slid down his cheeks. They found him on his bed, his body stiff from a body binding spell.

Pansy saw the wild look in Severus' eyes when they looked down at him. "Finite incantum," Pansy said to end the binding spell.

Severus groaned as he sat up clutching his chest. "Harry," He rasped out, "where is he?"

"I don't know... but he needs help, Sev. Please help!" Draco cried helping him to sit up.

"Where is he?" Severus repeated, clenching and unclenching his fists to get the circulation going again in his hands, while the rest of his body was coming back to prickly awareness.

"I don't know. Somewhere in the dungeons here," Draco replied.

"How do you know?" Severus asked, then noticed Draco's hands. He picked one of the hands up, looking closely to check for injuries.

"It's not mine, Sev... it's Harry's," Draco said quietly.

"What have you done, Draco?" Severus asked getting up shakily to his feet.

"I can try to explain later... just... we have to hurry. I just remember bits and pieces of it... like it was a dream or something," Draco stammered, trying to get Severus to hurry and do something.

Severus turned to Pansy. "Go see Granger, tell her we need the map... and make it quick," He ordered.

As the pain throbbed in his chest, he listened to Draco explain what he remembered while he helped clean and heal his hands. "Sev... it's like I knew what I was doing, but couldn't control my actions. I remember Blaise guiding me down to the dungeons, but I had my eyes closed so I couldn't see where we were going," Draco said then sat down heavily on the couch. "Sev... I hurt him... badly. He will never forgive me," Draco said hoarsely, putting his head in his hands. He looked up at Severus after a moment of silence. "You believe me, don't you, Severus?"

Severus stood there contemplating Draco as the boy was wallowing in misery. "I honestly don't know, Draco. When I did the tests with your blood, there was no signs of foreign potions in it.

"Could Blaise have put a spell on me or something?" Draco asked. "The closer he is to me, the stronger I feel the hate for Harry."

"I've done scans on you also to see if you had any spells done on you, and there was no sign of anything," Severus answered.

"I would never intentionally, willingly hurt him, Sev. I care too much for him," Draco said quietly.

"I will check into it, Draco," Severus said then looked up as Pansy, Hermione, and Ron came bursting through the doors. "Do you have it?" He asked Hermione.