And just as Draco thought that shit got better even though he and Harry got separated, he felt a hit In the back. He couldn't stay still so he fell to the ground and tried his best to fight the urge to close his eyes. Fail.
He woke up to full darkness with a groan. Not knowing what the hell is happening he looked around trying to spot something that would tell him where he was or find a way to get out.
"Well, hello young Malfoy. How are you even awake?" He heard that high pitched voice very clearly as his own head did it. He didn't have an answer, nor he was about to give one If possible. What did the person mean? How is he even awake? He didn't get it. And the sad part was...that fear crept up in him and all his worries turned into something worse once he closed his eyes again.
Harry was sitting In class doing his very best to focus and listen to what the professor was saying but it was almost impossible. Where was Draco when he needed him? He didn't feel like talking to Ron about the subject because it was Hermione's health after all. Hermione. The poor girl was in the hospital wing from around two weeks and she wasn't doing any better. It was scary...No one knew what was exactly wrong at the current time. He didn't want to lose her like he almost lost...Draco.
And again his mind let him to the awful day when Lucius almost killed his own son after getting drunk. He remembered going to meet Draco and finding him on the ground hurt. It was one hell of a real nightmare happening. And right when his brain was preparing more sad moments he felt a hit on the head and jumped a bit looking up to an angry professor. He mumbled out a sorry and looked down an ashamed of himself. But sad too. Ron who was sitting in front of him laughed along with the whole class but stopped when he noticed Harry's sadness.
"Mate, are you alright?"
The question was left to hang as soon as Harry saw black In front of his eyes and passed out. The professor looked over worriedly but the students didn't pay much attention like it wasn't important "Is that how all of you are treating a friend?" Ron asked with a soft frown and picked up Harry carrying him to the hospital wing without even waiting for permission.
As soon as he got there and saw Hermione, he wished that he was just as ignorant as the others. He put his best friend on a bed next to Hermione's one and reached up for her hand sadly holding back tears. He stood like that for a few minutes and when he turned to give Harry his attention he couldn't help but freeze. Harry's face and arms that were visible were in bruises or wounds. How did that happen?
At the current time, Draco was screaming and fighting with the pain that the invisible person was causing him. But he felt double pain, like someone else, was connected to him and he had to feel for him too. And that was exactly how things stood. But who was the other person? Was it his father? No. His mother? Oh no. Harry? The thought almost made him faint and that's when he snapped "Stop this hell!" He yelled out and as soon as the yell came out, he fell to the ground as he felt another hit, this time tight in his face.
/Three days later/
Both of the boys were in unknown places and none of them remembered what had happened. There was only pain.
'Is Harry okay?' Draco asked himself and hurriedly stood up trying to find the way to...somewhere.
Harry was doing the same thing but he was way slower, his body unable to keep him up much.
Both the males looked at their feet walking lost in the worry about each other. And that's when they bumped into each other, that happened often. They looked up and they had to rub their eyes to check if this was real. Then Harry pulled Draco into a tight hug and they held each other for a brief moment then both of them heard the high pitched annoying voice that's been bothering them the past few days.
"Are you ready to lose one another?" The voice asked happily.
Both of the boys reacted "No!" They yelled at once and looked at each other silently questioning 'You heard that too?' with only their eyes. They heard a laugh and suddenly Draco disappeared.
"No" Harry whispered biting at his lip "No!" Harry yelled and started crying squeezing his hands into fists.
Why them?
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Mad Turns
Fanfiction[ RE-ADDED* ] In a game of existence and fear Draco hurts Hermione badly in order to keep himself alive, while in reality doing the opposite. Harry is shattered by all of this and Draco gets out of his right mind while regretting everything. Will th...
