What a Terrible Mess

Chapter 10

"Draco! Draco! Honestly, what the hell..." that was Narcissa.

"Alohomora!" That was Snape. Harry shoved his wand in his pocket, straightening his shirt. Everyone just stood there a moment- staring at each other.

"Sorry- um- I had to uhh-"

"I was concerned the Death Eaters may come back, had some pretty bad nightmares. H-Potter here was kind enough to stay with me and locked the curtains." Draco lied smoothly, managing to look frightened and grateful at the same time. Harry turned to look at him, shocked. "It's okay, they're adults, I'm sure they understand. I don't mind them knowing." Draco said, disguising Harry's shocked look.

Harry couldn't believe Draco had pulled that off quite that smoothly. Everyone seemed to believe it too, everyone but Narcissa and Snape. They all moved forward to run their tests and speak with Draco, making sure he was okay. Narcissa, however, didn't move. She just stood there, staring. She made Harry very uncomfortable and that was an understatement.

"I guess I'll be going. I'll- see you later Malfoy." Harry said, Narcissa's eyes narrowed at this- but she said nothing. Draco nodded to him in response. As Harry left, she maintained her stare, turning herself to watch him as he left. She gave Harry the chills. Draco watched in amusement- he knew now that she knew.

"It's amazing. You've made a complete recovery Mr. Malfoy, I dare say it's a miracle!" Pomphrey said, scanning Draco with her wand.

"Black," Narcissa corrected.

"It's okay Mother, I don't mind."

At the sound of her son's voice addressing her, Narcissa rushed forward- tears in her eyes. She flung her arms around her child, hugging him tightly,

"I'm so happy for you Drake- so so happy." Draco blushed.

"Motherrrrrr, please." He groaned. Quickly, Narcissa composed herself.

"Yes, well, I'll let them check you out- make sure you're okay. I want to talk to you later though, I want to talk about this Draco. I'm serious."

"Yes, Mother."

"I'm going now to go buy you some new robes, these seem a little... large. You really should eat more." When no one was looking, she winked. Draco blushed harder.

"Yes, Mother." With that she was gone, dragging Snape with her.

"Well, Mr. Mal-Black... Draco, you may leave whenever you're ready. Do try to be here tomorrow for a checkup please," Pomphrey said, beaming with pride and the medical miracle she had helped with.

"Yes, Madame Pomphrey, I will." Draco replied, and with that- she was gone.

The only two left were McGonagall and Draco. She hadn't moved the entire time, just stood there, her hands folded in front of her, waiting.

"Draco-" She started to say, and then paused for a moment, looking pensive, "Zabini told us what-" she paused again, unsure of what to say. Then she leaned forward- pulling Draco into a tight hug, tears in her eyes, "thank you, Draco, for everythingyou've done. You will have sanctuary here, as long as I live- I can promise you that." With that, she turned and left. Draco was grateful, *that* had been very uncomfortable.

Standing from the bed, Draco noticed Harry had left his books and school bag behind. Picking them up, Draco slung the pack over his shoulder and went in search for Blaise. He'd return the books later. First thing was to find Blaise, he had a few...words... he wanted to say to his fellow Slytherin. He'd also need his disillusionment charm strengthened. Draco could smell Harry all around him- thanks to the robes- and it made it easier for him to think clearly. The Veelan pull inside him was still calling but it was a numb pain- far in the back of his mind. He'd find Blaise, searching the castle room for room if he had to. It didn't take long to find him either, though Draco felt it had taken hours. All it had taken was waiting for lunch.