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Draco
As soon as Madam Pomfrey released him in the early hours in the morning he ran straight to the library. He found something in the final book (Magical souls but George K Ringster) that might be a solution but he just needed more information. He just needed more time.
He wished Harry would just tell his friends. Granger probably knew more about this than he did and would probably know where to look. Despite what he wanted Draco wouldn't tell anyone. Not without Harry's permission first.
"Come on, come on, come on!" he mumbled to himself as he wondered through the fallen stacks. Everything was a mess and he didn't know where to even start.
He looked over at the broken door of the restriction section. The thing looked like it had been blown off during the battle.
"Now there's an idea" he said to himself. Maybe just maybe, there would be a book in there with just a little bit more information. Draco knew he had to try.
Harry
For the first time, Harry woke up without Draco by his side. He didn't even have to open his eyes to tell that he wasn't there. What he did wake up to was Madam Pomfrey fussing around him.
"Good you're up" She said when she saw his open eyes.
"What time is it?" He asked pushing himself into a sitting position, wincing as he went. Everything just hurt so much.
"About 3ish. I thought you were going to sleep all day" she said fluffing his pillows trying to make him more comfortable. She handed him a couple of pills and a tonic.
"Take those and drink that entire glass of water" she said placing it down next to him.
He glared at them wishing they would just disappear. He was tired and he just wanted to go back to sleep. He was sick of all the pills and tonics. Madam Pomfrey made him take at least 6 at every meal.
"Come on now, we don't have all day"
Harry appreciated her efforts he really did but he wished she would just leave him be. He was going to die and there was nothing she would be able to change about that. He wished she could just respect that instead of trying to force him to stay alive.
He glared at her and swallowed. Wincing at the horrible taste.
"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" she said.
Harry had nothing left to say. It had been five days. Five days of being alive but not really. Five full days and he didn't know how many he had left because he was just so tired and everything was too hard and he wanted nothing more than to go to sleep and never wake up.
So Harry said nothing as she continued to fuss over him. He said nothing because he had nothing left to say.
Hermione
She had gone to see Harry in the morning but he was still asleep. He looked so peaceful when he slept. He always had. It was like years of his life just washed away and he actually looked like a kid. He had to grow up so fast, had to deal with things that no adult would even dream of having to face and it always seemed to bear down on him. Making him seem so much older than his seventeen years. He was just a kid. He didn't deserve any of this.
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Unfortunate Circumstances
FanfictionThe world hated Draco Malfoy or at least that what he believed when Ron Weasley placed a very broken looking Harry Potter in the bed next to his in the Hospital wing. Yes the world certainly had it out for him.