FILTHY ~ Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 16

As I slug downstairs, all cozied up in my joggers, black shirt, and bathrobe, my vision goes in and out of focusness and I can hear my own breathing, above everything else.

My white cat, Scorpio, follows me down the stairs.

When I get down, I squint at the clock to find it's five in the afternoon. Time for my next dosage.

As I pick up a bottle of medicine, it takes me about ten seconds to realize it's my antiretrovirals.

While I place once of the pills on the counter and screw on the cap, I feel a hand on my back.

Molly gives me a weak smile "Let me help you, dear boy." I bat my eyes for a moment, before getting out of her way.

I soon have to go take a seat. As I do, Ginny looking up and asks "How are you feeling?"

"Slow." I tell her, as Molly places my pills and a glass of water in front of me. When Molly goes to fetch me a snack, I tell Ginny "I feel even number than before."

She gives a weak smile, before Charlie asks "When does emotion come back?"

I lick my lips in thirst as I raise the mammoth glass to my lips "Once my meds are adjusted." I take a long drink, before Molly brings out a buttered crumpet.

All the Weasleys watch as I eat the crumpet, as if I'm an oddity. After I finish, I take my pills, before gulping down the water.

I rub my lips together, before asking "May I have another glass of water?" Molly nods, instantly, before going to fetch me more.

When she returns, I take in large gulps, causing Molly to ask "Are you hungry, dear?"

I lick my lips, before telling her "I'm nauseous, drowsy, feel weak, dizzy, my vision is blurred, and I have a mouth like a desert."

They look at me in pity and I take another drink, before declaring "Now I need to take a piss."

~

It took a few days for me to gather myself enough to be able to go outside into the real world.

As Charlie, Ginny, Hermione, and I walk through the halls of the hospital, I can feel nurses staring at me.

Can almost hear the gossip they'll have later, in the break room "Hey, did you know that Doctor Malfoy was here today?""I'm surprised he hasn't been fired, yet."

Silently, I walk through the halls. As I walk, I feel like more and more nurses are around.

As soon as I walk past my office, it's like they're gone. In confusion, I step into Olivia's office.

She smiles at me and asks "How are you feeling, Doctor?"

I furrow my brow and tell her "Lucid." She nods, before I shrug "Maybe I'll be better in a couple of days."

She takes a deep breath, before pulling out a dozen empty test vials "Take a seat."

After I do, she quickly starts a line and starts to fill the vials, asking "How much water have you drank today. Your veins are a bit shriveled."

I furrow my brow in thought, before telling her "Maybe a liter or two."

"Need to be drinking more." She insists, before continuing on to the second vial "What did you eat?"

I think for a second, before telling her "Nothing today. Yesterday, a couple dippy eggs with bread, and a few pancakes with a jelly filling."

She sighs, before declaring "You need to eat more, Draco."

I sigh, before leaning back and declaring "I know."

~

An hour later, Doctor Pryce walks into the room and declares "This test came back negative."

I nod as she takes off my cotton ball bandages "So, can I go?" She places her clipboard down, before looking to me, knowingly "What?"

She furrows her brow and asks "Have you spoken to Mister Potter, recently?" I shake my head and she smiles "I think you should. He's recovering farely quickly."

I give a confused look, before walking out. As I walk through the halls, I find the Weasleys crowd into his hospital room.

That's when I hear "Ye-"

Hermione asks "Are you in pain?"

After a moment, I hear a strained "No."

In amazement, I walk closer to the bed to find his head wavering side of side. His fingers move, as do his toes, and he struggles to form words.

As I step up to his bedside, he looks to me and his lips curl up, ever so slightly "Hi-" he takes a breath, before struggling out "Dra-co."

Hermione smiles, before telling me "Your name is the first one he said."

I shrug it off, before asking Harry "Doctor Pryce couched you, didn't she? You woulda called me Malfoy."

The wave his head from side to side, resembling a no "No Ma-" he moistens his lips "l-" he gives a weak fed up noise "f-" he looks to Ron in aid.

"Malfoy?" Ron asks and Harry gives a noise resembling a yeah. Ron furrows his brow and asks "What do you mean, no Malfoy?"

I furrow my brow and remind "My father disowned me."

Harry hums, before looking me over with the sweetest eyes. I smile at him, emotionlessly "What a mess the two of us are."

He gives a weak smile, before I notice his fingers fidget. I furrow my brow, until he turns his hand over.

Politely, I take his hand in mine. In an instant, nausea rakes through me, my ears start to ring, and my vision starts to spot.

I back away as Harry starts to close his eyes. While I take a seat on the couch, Doctor Pryce jumps to my aid.

"Your blood sugar was low. It's probably just the fact that you haven't eaten anything today." She insists.

And, all the sudden, my vision goes black. I can't seem to hold my body up.

Moments later, the ringing stops and I slip into unconsciousness.