Favoring The Brave {Drarry}

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"Does anyone know what happened?" Harry yelled in the general direction of anyone who could possibly tell him what the bloody hell was going on.

"A crazy fan got to him," said a young looking wizard in all black robes. "No idea what they shot at him, but I was able to apparate him here before he passed out."

"I'm assuming you're one of his Ministry appointed bodyguards."

"At the moment, sir. It's my first day...but- uh- this incident will probably cost me my job," the kid said nervously.

"I wouldn't be so sure," responded Harry trying to sound calming. "He's not as much of a hard arse as he would want you to think."

"If you say so, Healer Potter, sir." The man walked off to sit nervously in the lobby and Harry couldn't blame him. Draco was a menace when he was angry.

"A'right!" he says walking into the room and starting to bark out orders. "Fall in when you're needed."

It didn't take too long for them to do a few stabilizing spells then check for the wound. All the blood seemed to be coming from one area and a few of the junior aurors let out a breath. After doing a magical screening they realized that the curse wasn't poisonous or deadly, though it had left a giant gash across his arm and down his right side. Harry who had been standing closest to the man swallowed harshly, but never turned away from him as he got to work wiping down and sealing up the wounds.

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Draco Malfoy blinked his eyes open slowly, allowing them some time to adjust to the bright lights in the room around him.

"Father," yells James throwing himself at the blonde and wrapping his arms around his dad.

"I'm fine, James, I promise," said Draco squirming in his son's grasp, but the boy still didn't move. It took a few minutes before Draco realized James was crying.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you and I'm sorry I've been ignoring you and I'm sorry I came to your house mad at Dad but still wouldn't talk to you and I'm sorry that-"

"James!" Draco said trying to speak over him. "It's okay. I'm okay."

"But what if you weren't? What if- you could have died," The boy said finally giving in to his own tears.

No one knocked, but the door was thrown open anyway, letting in a very angry Pansy Nott.

"I leave you alone for one tour and you go and get yourself blown up!" she says shrugging off her deep emerald blazer. When she found out Draco had a muggle job she took on the first interesting position that opened up. Now she was working as editor for the Quibbler and she tried to look more professional, mostly to annoy Luna who was now one of her closest friends. She gingerly sat on the edge of his bed and accio-ed a box of tissues to give to the boy still sniffling in the corner. "Hello, James Lucius."

"Hi, Aunt Pansy," he mutters before wiping his nose.

"Anything to say for yourself Draco?"

"The next time someone is aiming a curse at me, I will be sure to call you first," the blonde says with a roll of his eyes. She narrows her own at him before speaking.

"You better."

"What really happened though?" he asked looking at her nervously. He remembered screaming and being cut open, which wasn't a new sensation, of course it wasn't. It just wasn't something a person got used to.

"Crazy fan," she said with a shrug, reaching over to brush hair from his face. "Crazier aim. Potter saved your life again."

"Potter does pediatric healing," he said looking up from where he was picking at the blanket between his knees.

"He's listed on your paperwork as your spouse. If anything happens to you, they're going to call him. You know that. And you know he couldn't just stand by while you were hurt. Potter isn't much of a spectator."

"Of course he isn't," Draco says, but he doesn't sound sarcastic, its more of a put-out noise as if he wishes Potter would just leave him be sometimes. Even if he were bloody bleeding to death in St. Mungos. Still loving him felt worse than that. Bring proven why he loves him just forcd the pain deeper.

There was a soft knock before the door to Draco's room opened again admitting a pale wisp of beauty.

"Pansy, there is a junior healer outside who is ready to call the DMLE. I thought we were only here to visit Draco, not get arrested again," says a softly smiling Luna Lovegood. She's wearing a light pair of lacey linen shorts and her top is hidden by her slightly clasped pale blue robes.

"We are visiting Draco, I never said what we were doing after this."

"Well if you've already decided." Luna says with a shrug of her shoulders that makes Draco almost envy their seemingly uncomplicated relationship. He knew Pansy had wanted more at first, but she knew that what they had now worked. When Luna turns her gaze onto him he feels like he should have looked away. Like he shouldn't have seen them being so comfortable with each other. He hasn't been that comfortable with someone for years. He hasn't really given anyone a chance. "'Ello, Draco."

"Hi, Luna," he responds with a smile.

"Would you like for me to go get Harry?" she says kindly and his smile drops almost instantaneously.

"No, I would not! W-why would I- What makes you think I would want Potter anywhere near me?"

"You had that look in your eye."

"What look?"

"Like you were surrounded by vowtruzals," she says very honestly with a lofty expression. "I do apologize. They are more prominent around newly bonded people and they tend to float all over the place."

"I've been married to Theo for 5 months, Loony," Pansy says not unkindly and Luna smiles at her.

"That's still quite fresh."

"Uh-" says Draco. "No, Luna. False alarm. The vowtra- voo- the air is clear. I promise."

"If you're quite sure," the pale woman agrees before changing the subject. "How's Jamesie? I saw Teddy out by the snack machines."

"I'm fine!" the boy says, speaking up for the first time without sounding as though he were gurgling. "You can just ask me, Aunt El."

"I thought you may want to be left alone," she says. "Though I'm glad you're here. Your father needs the support." Before either of them can say anything else she is twirling her wand and placing flower crowns on their heads.

"Alright," says Pansy standing up and brushing stray petals from her black pencil skirt as she stands. "That's our cue to head on out. We're having lunch with Theo and Rolf then we have to get back to the office." She kisses Draco on the cheek then ushers Luna out of the room before she turns back to the pop star lying in bandages on a hospital bed in St. Mungos. "I'm glad you're okay, Draco. Tell Potter I owe him one."

"I'm sure he'll decline."

"But he can never say I didn't offer." She smiled at him before walking out.

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hey futher muckers

finally getting around to reposting this lol. happy new year, loves

lol also i made pansy and luna married before i remembered luna was with rolf so then i had to fix it. now pansy is married to Theo Nott. whoops. so thats greAt

hope you all enjoyed!
love y'all!

-- angel janeé xoxo 💋