The dream seer (Drarry fanfic)

Chapter 2

DRACO'S POV

 I walk around the castle, not wanting to go back to Slytherin just yet. I find myself not to far from Gryffindor tower when my heart drops. A broken sob echos through the corridor. Following it, it leads me to the stairs of the astronomy tower.

 I should leave. They probably won't to be alone. No Draco. This is the astronomy tower. What is the one reason someone would be sobbing in the astronomy tower? They need help. Someone else can give it to them. No you arrogant ferret! If they get hurt and nobody else stopped them, it would be on your hands!

 I finally sigh and stalk up the stone steps. Rounding the globe, I see a sight I hoped I'd never. Potter lays with his legs pressed in his chest, crying. His clothes are ripped. I move, subconscious, to his aid "Harry?" I speak, breathlessly.

 "S-st-stay aw-ay f-fr-om m-me!" he chokes out, brokenly crawling away from me "P-pl-ease n-no m-mo-re."

 "Harry, calm down." I insist, stepping into the moonlight.

 He whimpers "Le-ave Mal-foy. T-ell no-one." he forces himself up and starts walking, only to starts falling.

 I grab him before he hits the ground "We need to get you to hospital."

 He cries out "No!" his knees buckle "Just take he to the girls' laboratory." I sigh and pick him up, bridal style. He's heavy, but adrenaline.

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 We barge into the abandoned girls' laboratory. Moaning Myrtle, the girl that died in our second year, hovers over to us. "Draco, Harry, never thought I'd see you together." She's the reason nobody ever comes in here. Except me.

 I sit Harry on a bench and turn to her "Love, do you mind giving Harry and I like an hour?" I can't complain, she's a really nice girl.

 She smiles "Anything for you, Draco." before flying down a toilet.

 I turn back to Harry, who looks at me in astonishment. I give a weak smile "Let's get you cleaned up."

 I grab a two clothes and run them under water. "Thanks." he sighs. I run a cloth over his cheek "For helping me."

 I sigh and throw the cloth into a sink "What happened, anyway?"

 A sob escapes his lips and I pull him into a hug. Waiting for him to calm down, I hum to him. Finally he whispers "He raped me."

 I pull away from him and look him in the eyes, with an anger controlled voice, I demand "Who?" he looks down and doesn't answer. Huffing, I let anger take over me "Harry, tell me who did this and this bloody monster will feel my fist. I promise you that."

 He looks down "Tom."

 I huff "Tom Riddle?"

 He nods and anger builds in me, then he whispers sometimes that truly broke my heart "Why am I still alive?"

 I lift his head, softly "What?"

 He stares me in the eyes with glossy emeralds "He used the killing curse on me." I looks down.

 I run the other cloth up his arm and sigh "I wouldn't put it past him." And we sink into silence.

 He breaks it "Do you mind drawing a bath?"

 I start to bath and turn back to face him "What do you dress as?"

 "A hippie." he sighs "People in America in the 1960's that smoked pot and lived in peace and harmony. They sat around campfires and had mass orgys."

 I frown in confusion "How does one smoke cooking dishes? What's an orgy"

 He scuffs "Pot is short for marijuana. Marijuana is a plant that you smoke and let's you relax, giggle and gets you hungry." He explains "An orgy is a bunch of people having sex with each other."

 I finally realize his glasses are shattered. "Oculus Repearo." a slight wind pushes his hair out of his face, revealing a gash in the shape of a lightening bolt. "Blood hell is that?" I ask, softly running the cloth over it.

 He sighs and moves my hand away, gently "That's wear the curse hit me." he holds my wrist gently, before taking the cloth and putting it on the bench.

 Once the bath is full, I turn off the water. After helping Harry strip his torn clothing, I help him into the massive bath. "I'm going to get some clothes, okay?" he nods and stares into the water "I'll be right back."

 I sprint through Slytherin and pass Tom in the common room, reading a book "Malfoy, where've you been?" I ignore him and run to my room. I grab a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, both black.

 I dart all the way back to the laboratory. When I do get back, I find Harry still staring at the water. "Harry, do you want help?"

 He remains quiet, staring at the bubbly water. Sitting behind him, I wash his hair and face and run a wet cloth over his shoulder and back, up his arms and down his, oddly rippled chest. Stop it Draco! Don't think about this wounded man as if he was not! "Draco?" it sounds so alien to him, but it warms my heart, even if he says it so brokenly "Why are you helping me?"

 I shrug behind him "Because you needed it." He climbs out of the bath and I help him into the clothes I got him. I sigh "I'm guessing you want to be alone?" he nods and we walk to Gryffindor in silence. Before he can leave, I smile weakly "Is there any chance we can hang out or something?"

 A small smile spreads across his face "I'd like that." he turnto the door "Every flavor beans" the door opens and he walks in, after giving a small goodbye.