In Chains (Drarry)

Chapter 10

Draco's POV

I had blacked out. I don't know for how long or what I had done. I don't even remember what caused it. All I knew is that the giant flames in front of me were hurting me, and I had most likely been the one to set whatever is burning on fire. I back away and felt a surge of energy, I don't know what it was. I didn't feel like myself. I wasn't controlling my body, I was watching as something else controlled me.

I soon found myself making my way towards Hogwarts again, I don't know how far away from it I was. I headed towards lunch, not having food in mind. I entered the food hall, grinning like a maniac. I wasn't in control and I couldn't do anything against it. I was just sitting in the back of my mind, watching.

"OH GOD, DRACO!" Harry shouted and rushed over to me. I just watched him, a twisted smile covering my face. I felt gross. "What the hell happened to you? Is that your blood? Oh my god, what happened? Are you okay?" I just stood there, silently staring at him with an evil smile plastered on my face.

"Let's just say, my father won't be hearing about anything anymore." I whispered, but I didn't sound like myself. He looked so scared and concerned, I wanted to tell him that it wasn't me. I'm not me, Harry.

A loud noise turned everyone's attention away from me, a small group of students rushed in. About five boys and two girls, rushing in with concerned expressions. They stopped at Harry, a couple going to the teachers. "Harry, we were going through with the Plan, but...the Manor's burned down." Then, they noticed me. "What the fuck, Draco?" they said, taking steps away from me. Me, the one just standing here, covered in blood and wearing the disgustingly evil smile.

Suddenly, for a few seconds, I had control. I grabbed Harry's shoulder, "Harry, I'm not in control. I don't know what's happening. Don't believe it." He looked confused, but I soon lost control. My hand fell down to my side and the smile returned, "Now, somebody's quite restless. Harry, darling, never mind that. I didn't say anything."

He seemed to catch on and waved Hermione over. He whispered something to her and then they both turned towards me. "C'mon, Draco. We need you to fight it." I can't, I'm not strong enough. Why does everything want to take advantage of me? They each grabbed onto one of my arms, Harry on my right and the Mudblood on my left, and began dragging me somewhere.

Quite a few curious people decided to follow, but they just ignored them. Soon, I was in the hospital wing and they were telling me things. The expression on my face stayed the same, but words never came out of my mouth. "Draco, try to get the upper hand. We need you to be strong, okay?" and "We're here to help. Don't worry, we'll fix things."

I tried my best. I didn't know what to do, so I just focused on staying conscious. If I gave in, the thing would make it so I wouldn't wake back up. I couldn't quite tell what they were doing to me, but it took a long time. Harry was mostly just wiping the blood off of me. He started with my face, wiping the blood off of my forehead and then he travelled down my nose. When he wiped my lips, I could feel the smile falter a bit.

He noticed and gave a small, encouraging smile. I watched all of his movements. He had to frequently rinse off the rag that he was using, there must have been a lot of blood. At one point, I could feel myself crying. The warm tears just travelled down my face, but my smile stayed. The small crowd eventually grew even smaller, leaving just a couple people. There were the two Weasels, Ginny and Ron, and Longbottom. They just watched as Hermione did things to me and Harry cleaned me.

"How's it going, Draco?" Harry said, giving me another smile. I tried to say something, but I couldn't. He just nodded and went back to cleaning. "Oh god, Harry, he's injured, too. I thought the blood was someone else's, but some of it's his." The Mudblood whispered, pointing at my chest. Harry stopped cleaning me and turned his attention to my wounds, bringing a hand up to my chest. I winced, and then gave a genuine smile when I realized I had done something. Harry noticed, "Oh, Draco, in control?" I nodded a little, but I could still feel the other's presence. It might be a part of me.