FILTHY ~ Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 17

When I open my eyes, I'm back in the white room. As I turn, I spot Harry sitting at the table.

He motions towards the chair and I step forward to take a seat. When I lean forward on my arms, I ask "Did you do this?"

He gives a mischievous smirk "And if I did?" He asks and I cock an eyebrow to him "Yes, I did this."

I give a short nod, before looking around curiously "What, exactly, is this?"

He scoffs, before explaining "This is the metaphorical waiting room between the realm of the living, and the realm of the dead." I give a confused look and he shrugs "Very few get the opportunity to be here."

I think for a second, before asking "Am I dead?"

He shakes his head and I let out a breath of relief, before he explains "The only people allowed to be here, are the true beholders of The Deadly Hollows."

I cock an eyebrow to him "What is that supposed to mean?"

He gives me a naived look, before clarifying "Before I disarmed you in the manor, you were the rightful owner of the elder wand."

I give a shocked look, before leaning back. He shrugs and I think it through "If The Deathly Hallows are real, who has the resurrection stone and the invisibility cloak?" He gives a knowing look and I stare in disbelief "So, you're death?"

He shrugs, before remarking "It's more of a title, really." He waves it off, before telling me "Really, no. I've been coming here to talk to someone."

I furrow my brow and ask "Who have you been talking to?" He smirks and it hits me "Is it the person that the staff has been seeing?"

He gives a short nod, before I understand "It's a wizard?" He shrugs, before leaning back.

"Discretion is apart of my job." He tells me as he crosses his arms "You, no doubt, got my helmet?"

I give a short nod, before asking "Why weren't you wearing it?"

I moisten his lips, before declaring "I accidentally left it behind. It was best for both parties, if I didn't go back to get it."

"And you got cocky." I remark and he nods, understandably "Why couldn't you just go back and grab your helmet?"

I snickers, before looking me over "I already told you. Discretion."

I cock my eyebrow to him and remind "I cut you open and spent fifteen hours fixing your mangled insides! I believe I deserve an explanation!"

He gives me a weak smile, before asking "How do you feel?" I give a confused look and he smirks "Feel better in here, don't you? Alive?"

"Despite the fact that I'm in death's waiting room?" I remember and he scoffs, before I take my emotions into account "I feel normal."

He nods, before standing up and starting to sing "Hogwarts! Hogwarts! Hoggy-Warty-Hogwarts! Teach us something, please! Whether we be old and bald, or young with scabby knees! Our heads can us some filling with some interesting stuff! For now, they're bare and full of air, dead flies, and bits of fluff! So teach us things worth knowing! Bring back what we've forgot! Just do your best! We'll do the rest! And learn until our brains all rot!"

He smiles and taps his chest "The lung is perfectly fine, here."

Questioningly, I lift my shirt and find my scars are gone. When I look back to him, he smiles "There is no trauma here, Draco."

He rounds the table and leans next to me "No judgment."

I furrow my brow and ask "Since when did you call me by name?"

He smirks, before declaring "Since I put away childish things."

The lights flicker and I furrow my brow "What was that?" I ask and he gives an annoyed sigh "What?"

He scratches his forehead, before declaring "You need to go back. Your doctor friend is flipping out."

He stands and walks towards the other side of the room, and I realize "I don't want to go."

He gives a cocky smile, before remarking "Have you fallen for me, already?"

I give an unamused look, before asking "Why are you so snarky, all the sudden, Pottah?"

He leans against the seamless wall and crosses his arms "You try living with someone inside your head, for your teenage years."

I hum, before asking "Why couldn't you go back for your helmet?"

The lights flicker and he scoffs "You're relentless." He smirks, before sighing "You need to go back."

I furrow my brow and ask "Are you?"

He hums, before stretching out his hand and telling me "I always do."

He places his head on my cheek.

~

"Draco?" Olivia asks as she smacks my cheek, softly "Draco, buddy, are you alright?"

My vision is blurry as I open my eyes, weakly. Tiredly, I furrow my brow and ask "How long was I out?"

Olivia sighs, before sitting up and telling me "You just dropped." I grunt as I sit up in the chair.

Charlie sits next to me and suggests to Olivia "Maybe it's because he hasn't eaten today?"

Pryce nods, before declaring "Go home. Eat."

I give a short nod and Charlie declares "I'll drive you home." I nod, before he helps me stand.

As we walk through the hall, he asks "What happened?"

I whisper to him as we walk past the nurse's station "Nothing important."

The ride home was pretty silent. When we get to the house, he opens the door as he asks "You feeling alright, with the meds and everything?"

I scratch my forehead and declare "I still can't feel emotion, and my brain is a bit foggy."

He's about to say something as I close the door, only there's a noise in the kitchen. He turns to me and orders in a whisper "Stay here!"

He quickly grabs a bat from the cupboard under the stairs and sneaks towards the kitchen.

Silently, I follow after him. Out of nowhere, he hisses "Who are you?" As I round the corner, I stare in shock.

Charlie howls "You need to get the fuck out!" She looks shocked. Her hair has faded to grey, but she still has that signature white stripe.

Once I come to my senses, I pull the bat from Charlie and she smiles "Hello, Draco."

Charlie cocks his eyebrow to me as I set the bat down "You know this lady?"

I sigh as I nod. When I look to her, I clarify "That's my mother."