Shh, you'll be safe with me ~Drarry~

1. The hospital wing

Dracos POV

I lay there, still and cold in the bed at the hospital wing. My chest hurt so bad I couldn't even move an inch, which made me angry. How the fuck could this happen? No one was here to look after me, nobody. Neither Blaise Zabini nor Pansy Parkinson. I was alone except from a boy at my right, near the door. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with him until Madam Ponfrey walked towards him. As he screamed in pure pain his face turned blue. It was a very odd thing to look at, so I closed my eyes in hope that the brain would turn of once more. But it didn't. I just lay down there, still and cold. Alone. At least I would have time to think since my chest hurt really much. The boy stopped screaming and everything went quiet, too quiet. My thoughts took over and I could hearPotter scream "Sectumsempra", I remember the pain. I remember thinking I was about to die, that I was killed by the great great wizard, Harry Potter. I remember the look on his face when he saw what the spell did. He was scared. Then Snape came and I blacked out. But Potter, he was frightened. Why would he use a spell on me and then look horribly sick? Maybe he didn't knew what the spell did.. And.. Oh, for Merlins sake, Draco. He fucking wants to see you dead, that's obvious. But maybe.. Maybe that's wrong. I hope so.

Harrys POV

We sat in the common room, all four. I knew now that the potion book really was dangerous, and I knew that we had to do something about it. That's when the room of requirement is good to have, me and Ginny went there to hide it. She told me to stay as she walked deeper inside the room, it was stuff all over the place. All of them looked evil, dangerous. Cursed. I closed my eyes so I couldn't follow Miss. Weasley with them. It surprised me when she came back because she kissed my lips, gently. I thought I would enjoy it, but I didn't. It felt so wrong, I didn't want her to touch me, at all. I took a step backwards and she looked strange at me, when I saw her face transform to reflect only one feeling. She was hurt. Then she ran, ran out of the secret room. And when she was gone I kicked around things. I promise that I broke stuff and small pieces flew all around me. Why. What just happened? I sat down on the cold, dirty floor and punched it till my hands hurt. I loved her, I was sure about that. Totally. But what the bloody hell just took place? This wasn't right. Ginny was all I ever wanted, I guess. But was I what SHE wanted? Maybe she would like to go back to Dean Thomas. My head couldn't straighten things out and everything just blurred into a big mess. Then, just like that, a blond boy appeared in my mind. I knew that face so well, but now it was covered with blood. His own blood. My body froze and after that, it went up and ran, just like Ginny had done moments ago, but I ran to the hospital wing. Draco must be there, I thought.

I felt my heart race as I ran up the stairs, bumping into people, I don't know how many times I said sorry. One thing I noticed on my journey to Madam Pomfrey's residence was that I didn't see any slytherins. None. Where were they? And a terrible terrible thought came across my mind. I didn't kill him, right..? Snape took care of him, yes, yes he did. And Pomfrey is great at healing. He must be alive, even thought that would be a good reason why all slytherins where gone. Maybe they were afraid that I would hex them too.. Or they were sad that Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prince, was gone. Forever. Oh Bloody hell, I didn't want to become a murder. (Voldemort doesn't count when I get to end his life.) I stood by the gates to the hospital wing. I looked at the massive doors, they were beautiful. Was it possible that I killed him? For merlins sake Harry, get your shit together. I opened the doors and found a nearly empty room, at the first bed lay a boy, I guess from third year, he was slightly blue and asleep. It must have been a potion fail. I couldn't imagine anything else. I bet Hermione would know, but she wasn't here and I didn't care. All I cared about was to see if Draco was alive. And that's when I saw him, some beds away from the blue kid. He was alive after all. He looked at me with no expression on his face despite pain. "Hey Malfoy" I said carefully.

As I walked towards him I felt my heart pump harder and harder again, we may be enemies but still, I did not want to hurt him as bad as I did. He was paler than usual and it made me sick to my stomach to see the almost black rings around his eyes and the eyes dead as dead could be. And also, his cheekbones were highly visible. I couldn't turn away, not escape the reality. I had caused this, oh gosh, he looked like a corpse in that white bed. He blinked when I sat down on the bed next to him, still silent. "U ok?" I asked, the words didn't come out as confident as I wanted them to, I sounded worried. I didn't know where to look or what to say. My eyes fell to the ground as the silence was about to kill me, then the barely alive blonde coughed and whispered weakly "What do you think, stupid." The fact that he sounded just as he use to made me smile, at least his sarcasm hadn't gone away. But my smile faded away quickly because he tried to say something else. I leaned forward to hear what he wanted to say, and he said " Stay."