~Does he care?~

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TW : self harm

Potter's sleeves were ripped, his trousers torn, his head bleeding. Malfoy walked towards Potter.

M: not so high on your throne now huh?
Malfoy looked down at Harry who didn't seem to care.
M: come on, I only wanted to put you in your place not almost kill you, let's get you to the hospital wing.
Malfoy tries to pull Harry up, but as he grabs his arm Harry grunts and pulls his arm back.

M: I didn't even hit your arm
H: just leave me alone you've caused enough harm
M: whatever

Malfoy grabs Potters arm and looks at it as he stands him up.
His arm looked like someone had tried to slice it up, Harry had been cutting himself. Draco looked at Harry who was looking at the ground.

M: why??
The worry in his voice was real.
H: I said leave me alone.
Harry ripped his arm out of Draco's grip and slumped back down. Malfoy stared at Harry.

M: why did you do this to yourself ??
You couldn't find something to hurt yourself with so you used me as an opportunity to get beaten up...
H: leave me alone.
M: I said I'm taking you to the hospital wing
H: since when did you care?
M: who said I cared.
H: then why are you acting as fair as a hufflepuff?
M: I'm allowed to be kind sometimes
H: you're a malfoy and a Slytherin if anyone sees you helping someone, especially me, your reputation would tarnish
M: huh? Since when did you care about my reputation? You're just trying to stop me from helping you.

Malfoy carried Harry to the hospital wing and left him there.
He kind of hoped no one saw him, but a part of him begged for the opposite.
When Harry awoke in one of the beds the nurse, he only saw the nurse trying to give him a drink but he declined it and sat up.
P: what happened?
Nurse: well you must have hit your head. Were you doing late quidditch practice?
P: yeah...
N: you must have fell of your broom, you'll have to continue lessons normally tomorrow
P: okay thanks

The nurse left Harry alone to sleep, Harry didn't remember too much...
just the blood on his hands and the thump as he hit the tree, everything  else was just kind of blurry.

He lay there for a while staring at the ceiling, he wondered if he could trust his memories as he had hit his head quite badly, but it did seem that, Malfoy saved him.

The thought of Malfoy helping him, made him hate him less... maybe he would consider being friends with him.
Although.... could he trust his memories or not?

His eyelids closed, he drifted asleep.
He awoke to Hermione by his feet, writing.

HG: you managed to sleep through half the day, I've written a few notes and I've got a list of what you missed and need to study, Ronald should be coming in any second. The nurse said that she was unable to wake you up, even with spells and she recommends you don't do anything which requires too much energy, like lessons or flying. Is that clear Harry?
HP: thanks Hermione...
HG: I'm going to look for Ron I'll be back
Hermione hands Harry her notes then struts out of the doors.
Harry sighs, and then gets a sharp stinging pain, his scar was burning.
It wasn't long before he was unconscious, seeing through Voldemort's eyes. Another innocent muggle killed. He was sweating, shivering, suddenly he jolted awake unable to move, very shaken from it.
He blinked a few times before taking in his surroundings. Malfoy had pulled up a chair.

M: you alright Potter?
P: Ergh
Potter turned and faced away from malfoy and decided to ignore him.
M: what did I do now?? Seriously?!
Potter ignored him.
Malfoy turned Harry so his back was on the bed but he was still looking away.
M: look at me! Merlin!

Potter stared blankly at the wall, refusing to look at Malfoy.
Malfoy sighed before grabbing potters  chin and turning his face for him.
Their eyes met for a moment before Harry looked away.

D: Potter!
H: Malfoy.
Harry suddenly looked at Draco, clearly annoyed.
H: leave me alone I don't want you around.
D: oh so no thanks Draco for skipping lessons for me seriously !?
H: why
D: I get bored easily
H: and how am I entertaining??
D: you're not
Draco leaves, Harry lays shaken from the vision.

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