Dragon's Promise

Chapter 29

EDITED

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTION OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE

Draco's P.O.V

Scorpius was sitting on the couch, a mug of hot chocolate in his hands. He was staring blankly at the wall. Rage boiled up inside me. Ginny did this. She hurt my son and his mate. He might never trust Scorpius again after that. I stood up from the chair I'd been sitting on and turned to Harry. 

"I'm going to go pay Ginny a little visit." I told him and started to walk away. 

"Wait. I'm going with you." He said, grabbing my hand. I nodded and went over to Scorpius. "Hey Scorp, we're just going on an errand. We'll be back soon. Hold down the fort okay?" He nodded absently. I sighed and ruffled his hair. 

We walked out the door and apparated to St. Mungos. "Ginny Weasley." I said and the witch pointed to the door at the end of the hall. We thanked her and entered the room. 

"What're you doing here?" Croaked Ginny from her bed. "

What did you do to him Weaslette?" I asked, adding a threat to my words. 

"I- ugh you know what? Fine. I locked him in there. He got water so he didn't die but he wouldn't stop being a dirty fag. I tried everything. He wouldn't get over his sickness so I beat him. That didn't work so I held up a photo of your faggot son so that he associated him with pain. He stopped responding eventually and you found him." She sneered. 

"Don't you dare call my son that again you bitch." I growled, taking a step towards her. Harry put a hand on my chest to hold me back. "

My son's mate thinks that he tortured him. He's afraid of him." Harry said in a dangerously quiet voice. Ginny smirked. "Good. And they're mates? That makes it even more disgusting." 

Blue clouded my vision and I heard the faint sound of Ginny screaming. When my vision cleared I could see her surrounded by healers. Harry had his arms wrapped around me. 

"Dragon?" I looked at him, "What did I do?" I asked. 

"You burned her even more. The healers say that she'll be paralyzed from her waist down for the rest of her life. They couldn't heal her. The burns were to deep." He explained quietly. I nodded. 

"Good."

We went back home and went to find Scorpius. We found him in his room, the new one he had taken after Albus got back. He was lying on the bathroom floor. There were two cuts inn each wrist and blood was starting to pool around him. 

"Scorpius!' Harry yelled, running to his side. He had passed out from pain. I kneeled beside him and pressed on the cuts with a towel to stop the bleeding. Harry did the same while we both muttered the same encantation over and over, tapping into our wandless magic. "Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur, Vulnera Sanentur." I lifted the towel and saw that the cuts had healed but he had still lost a lot of blood. 

"I'll carry him to his bed." I offered and carefully picked Scorpius up. I walked over to his bed and gently lay him down, resting his head on the pillow and covering him with the blanket. Harry had already cleaned him up with a spell. 

"Our son just tried to kill himself." Harry whispered to himself. I could hear the sadness in his voice. "It's not your fault. That bitch Ginny did it. He'll come back to us, as will Albus. We'll be okay." I said, enveloping him in a hug and sitting him down on our bed. I kissed his forehead. 

"I love you Raven." I whispered into his hair. His beautiful scent filled my nose. Treacle tart, fresh laundry and broomstick oil. 

"I love you too Dragon." I pulled him down on the bed with me and proceeded to kiss him. Softly at first but Harry kissed back with force. He started to unbutton my shirt but I stopped him. "Not now Raven. You need to go to sleep." I said quietly. He yawned in response and cuddled into my chest. 

"Goodnight Dragon." 

"Goodnight Raven."

Scorpius' P.O.V

I had gone into Albus' room. I needed to at least see him. The ache in my chest was still there but dulled when I was with him. I slipped inside the room and closed it silently behind me. I looked up at Albus. He was huddled in the corner with the blankets drawn around him. His eyes were open and he looked like he hadn't slept in months, which he hadn't. When he saw me his eyes flickered with fear. 

"S-s-stay away! I h-hate y-you! Y-you h-hurt m-m-me!" He yelled. Pain shot through my chest and I cried out. I fell to my knees and clawed at my shirt. Pain bolted through my right arm where my tattoo was and I looked down. The phoenix had changed. It was losing it's feathers and looked scraggly and old. The black had faded to an ashy grey. I sobbed. Albus hated me. His mother hated me. I was a monster. I didn't deserve to live without pain when my mate was suffering. I stood up and raced into my room.

"I'm a monster, a freak. I don't deserve to live."

I repeated it as I brought out a razor and drew it across my wrists, two cuts each. Tears slid silently down my face as I lay down on the floor, waiting for death to come to me. The last thing I remembered was the silence of the empty house as my life slipped away. 

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